DeanCas, wing!fic, M
The glasses were heavy and bulky, pinching uncomfortably at the soft skin behind his ears when he turned his head too much, slip-sliding down the sweaty bridge of his nose when he tipped his chin toward his flushed chest, fogging with his humid breath as he huffed and heaved.
He was going to solder the goddamned things to his face so he never had to take them off.
Over the years, he and Sam had added a lot of awesome weapons and knick-knacks to their arsenal, but these things were definitively, no doubt in his mind, swear as truth under consequence of never being allowed to even glance in the direction of a freshly baked pie again, his absolute favorite addition.
Briefly, he wondered if it was possible to holy-fire up a stash of contact lenses so he’d look less like those hipsters at Sam’s farmers’ market fruit fairs, or whatever he called them.
Then Castiel twisted in a particularly interesting way, and suddenly all rational thought imploded as Dean’s eyes flew shut and his hands scrabbled desperately for Cas’ waist.
“Dean,” Castiel murmured, voice low, cracking. “Dean.”
the many costumes of cas
so has this been done yet…or…?
Imagine though, Dean, Cas and Sam are all working together to bring down Metatron and Cas looks at Dean and is like “I’m Thelma and you’re Louise, and we’re just gonna hold hands and sail off this cliff together?” and smiles because he gets the joke finally
and Sam awkwardly coughs while Dean wonders if that sounded as gay when he first said it to Cas all those years ago when Cas didn’t understand what it meant
Someone please appreciate this with me
ANON, YOU ARE AMAZING.
IT’S LIKE HE KNOWS DEAN INSIDE AND OUT SO HE WOULD KNOW IN THE CORE OF HIS CELESTIAL BEING IF THERE WAS JUST A TINY SCRATCH ON DEAN,
(Annoyingly, I think the real reason Cas couldn’t detect Gadreel possessing Sam was because when he was around Sam, Cas was human. Now Cas has angel mojo again he can tell when magic is afoot? But ssssshhhh I like your shipper reason much better. <3 )
ALSO, IMMA WAITING FOR THE FANART IN WHICH CAS STRIPS ALL OF DEAN’S CLOTHES OFF YELLING “DEAN, THERE IS SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT YOU, I NEED TO CHECK WHAT IT IS.” :’)
Everything Dean did in last night’s episode shows that Dean wants nothing more than for someone to stop him. And the two biggest actions that support this are the way Dean was rubbing the mark in front of Sam and Dean patting Cas’ shoulder with his marked arm instead of the other. In the former, Dean was leaving room for a dialogue, opening up and hoping that Sam would take the bait and take notice, but Dean wasn’t yet ready to meet in the middle yet and start taking about it. And in the latter, Dean did the same thing with Cas, except this time Dean gave more info to Cas than he gave to Sam, but only because Sam already knows what Dean told Cas. Dean is passively trying to get people to notice what the mark is doing to him, but he doesn’t even understand it himself. He’s silently begging for help and asking anyone who notices to stop him. And it’s only going to bite him in the ass later, because no one can read his mind, not even Cas right now. And until he actively asks someone to stop him, the way Sam did in the church, then he’s going to be at the mercy of the mark and he’s going to go darkside really quick, and then it’ll be almost impossible for anyone to save him.
Is there any d/c fic yet about Cas learning to use his camera phone?
At first, it’s just sort of amusing, the pictures Cas takes. Of course, with everyone one that appears on his phone, Dean does get a bigger twinge of melancholy, of missing him, but then he smiles at the earnestness of Cas’ fascination with the world, and all is well for just a little while longer.