ha I might have written a short destiel / crowliel fic thing.
Title: I traded in my wings, for everything freedom brings
Pairing: Castiel/Dean, Castiel/Crowley
Warnings: M/M, fallen!castiel
Summary: Imagine throwing it all away. Living on the street because you want to make your own choices. Fallen angels don’t have to pretend.
A/N: This pairing is so unloved, gosh! I needed to contribute something :)