To my first love, and my last, Dean Winchester. These are the things I want to tell you: the human body is 60% water. The number of neurons in one person is the rough equivalent of the number of stars in a small galaxy. There is 0.2 milligrams of gold in your blood. The heart is an elaborate engine. I love you. [Written by: Nhixxie, Art by: Cloud]
Cas likes to run. He likes that it’s something he can do alone whenever he wants, something to clear his head and decrease his anxiety. All that changes when his sister, Anna, volunteers him to be a guide for a blind runner who wants to participate in the Boston Marathon. Cas is completely, totally, 100% against this at first, but once he meets said runner, the snarky and (if Cas is being honest) ridiculously attractive Dean Winchester, he starts to have a change of heart. Maybe running with a partner won’t be so bad after all.
“Dean, this is Castiel.” Dean turns toward Sam’s voice, and Castiel finds himself studying Dean’s eyes. They’re green, clouded over and a little dull, but Castiel imagines how bright they must’ve been before, well, before whatever it is that happened, happened. Dean automatically sticks out his hand, which Castiel takes. His palm is warm against Castiel’s cold skin, and Dean flashes a crooked smile in his direction. “Hey, man.” “Hi.” He glances down when he feels a warm ball of fur against his shins; a large black lab is curled up on the hardwood floor and blinks open one eye, studying Castiel disinterestedly. “That’s Jack,” Sam says. “Dean’s dog.” “He’s beautiful,” Castiel says, and for a second, he’s not sure if he’s referring to the dog or his owner. His owner, he decides quickly. Definitely his owner.
↳ A cool job, a nice apartment, a hot girlfriend. Dean had it all. And lost everything. That’s when he gets the chance to get featured in an article for the famous magazine “Heaven on Earth” and reside in a luxury hotel for four weeks. And win a shit ton of money. The catch: it’s only for married couples. And because Dean’s life is a disaster the only person who is willing to play along and marry him is the person who despises him the most. But playing couple with Cas Novak for a month can’t be that hard, can it?
The year is 1945, the stage is set, and the pieces are being crafted by a horrific hand. In a world where sideshows are starting to die, Abaddon and Eve team up together with the help of Dr. Alastair Mauvais to create their very own unique freak show. Castiel Novak is a teen who is sold by his parents into the sideshow business, while Dean Winchester is kidnapped against his will. They are both transformed into creatures unrecognizable, facing horrors that are unimaginable. Together, they will try to escape and return to a normal life, but nothing is certain in this upside down world.
Author:flightlesscas l Artist:lostloona l dcbb15 Fic link:Fic Masterlist Art link:Art Masterlist Fandom/Genre: Alternate universe Pairing(s): Dean/Castiel (Side Pairings of: Sam/Jess, Charlie/Dorothy, Jo/Victor, and Bobby/Jody) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 150k Warnings: Mentions of past drug use, past suicide attempts, past minor character death, homelessness, homophobia, and PTSD.
Summary: On the day of supposed celebration for Dean’s graduation, he was involved in a car crash. Parents dead. Sam hooked on drugs. And Dean didn’t even get a scratch on him. Six years on, Sam was back on his feet, ready for law school with his girlfriend in tow. On the other hand, Dean felt like he hadn’t done anything with his life; he pretended the impala wasn’t sitting in his garage; there was no girlfriend on his arm; the degree was forgotten in the bottom of his wardrobe. Most importantly, he still found himself feeling a little too responsible for everything that had happened in the crash. Sometimes, it felt like he was barely holding on by a thread.
And then in came Castiel, slowly but surely turning everything into question. And then some.
Here’s a little sneak peak for my DCBB fic. Hope you like and share!
Title: A Little Slice of Heaven Author:onamelancholyhill Artist:thranduil-the-piemaker Fandom/Genre: Supernatural Alternative Universe, Romantic Comedy Pairing(s): Dean/Castiel (with background Bobby/Ellen, Jo/Ash, Sam/Sarah, Benny/Andrea, Gabriel/Kali, and other minor ones) Rating: NC17 Word Count: ~80K Warnings: No Warnings for this fic, apart from language
Summary: Jim Morrison once said, “The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are.” That was Castiel Novak’s motto in life, and the reason why he accepted his grandmother’s inheritance and took the responsibility it implied. Dean Winchester, a remarkable accountant at Sandover Bridge & Iron Inc., although, had other priorities. He lived to serve, hidden in a mask that didn’t allow him to be honest with himself, but lonesome and boring. When destiny made their paths cross, in a less than promising way, with Dean as the instigator and Castiel as his victim, Dean’s mind started wondering, in between pies and cakes, coffees and muffins… What if Mr. Morrison was right? After all, as the guy used to say, if you want to start a revolution, it has got to happen inside yours first.
Castiel Novak might have to attend three weddings in two months, but he’s not about to let his brother play matchmaker. His family’s Internet streaming company is too important to let a relationship steal his time, but he knows exactly what to do–hire someone to pretend to be his boyfriend.
Dean Winchester has worked five-star hospitality long enough to know how to fit in with Castiel’s crowd, and this job could score him the connections to make his acting career take off. It’s a business deal, no matter how they’re drawn to each other. When the lines of their contract start to blur into real feelings, can they withstand Castiel’s family and jealous fans working to split them up?
Author: violue Artist: kelisab Pairing (s): Dean/Castiel, past Dean/Others, past Castiel/Others, past Sam/Ruby, background Ruby/Others, mentions of John/Kate Rating: NC-17 Word Count:
Warnings: past character death, alcoholism, explicit sexual content, depression, past child abuse,angst and fluff warring for dominance, infidelity (not Dean or Castiel), top/bottom!Dean, top/bottom!Castiel, and… okay just go read the warnings on the fic. Summary: There’s no point in mincing words. Sam is dead, and without him Dean is a drunken shell of who he used to be. When he finally pulls himself out of a growing pile of whiskey bottles, Dean finds it hard to go back to his life. With one flippant comment from a friend, Dean thinks he might finally have a way to make peace with the loss; Sam was an organ donor, and Dean’s going to find the recipients, talk to them, and see how their lives are better because of his little brother. For the first six stops on his road trip, things go mostly according to plan, and then he meets the man who has Sam’s heart. Dean had hoped he might find peace on this trip… he never expected to find love.
Dean has never been sure if his magic is bad or good.
He tries to put it to good use, tries to help people, working as a private detective with his partner, Charlie, but he knows his magic requires a sacrifice - blood, bone, body - and that magic like that can never be wholly pure.
Then, out of the blue, a stranger shows up claiming to be Dean’s familiar. The stranger, Castiel, is a cat familiar, and he is determined that out of all the witches in the world, Dean is the one he wants to bond with.
unofficial claim count, and the dwindling artist problem
alright. I’m still keeping my spreadsheet. as I write this 160 stories have been claimed. that means 50 stories remain going into round three.
Guys, this is a really slow selection year. It’s slow because while the number of stories for each year of the DCBB goes up, the number of artists who sign up each year goes *down.* it’s not your fic’s fault, if you’re still waiting for a claim. There’s a serious artist shortage.
We need more artists. If I had -any- skill at all I’d help, but even when I did draw I did it on paper. but the fact is that each artist would need to take on two or three separate projects to cover the demand, and that’s a lot of work. too much work.
So if you can, put out a request for artists to illustrate the DCBB. if you already have your artist, if you don’t have one yet, ask for artists to join and take on a fic.
I also wonder: if the number of writers keeps going up, and the number of artists keeps going down, how do we solve this art shortage problem?
Rating: Explicit Warnings: Minor
Character Death, Mentions/Light Descriptions of Violence/Injury, Fluff, Angst,
Mentions of War, Slight Glorification of War, Sexual Content, Bottom!Cas,
Sappy Summer Romance, Very Brief Homophobia, Smoking
drowsy summer of 1942, three years into a War that has devastated most of the
world, a sleepy farming village in Britain stands mostly untouched. Local
farmhand Castiel Novak never believed he would win in love. Then the American
soldiers arrive, with their smooth accents and rough manners, each one more
charming than the last. Dean Winchester never believed he’d love at all.
circumstance and chance bring people together, and the first page of a long
story is turned. But as every story must have a beginning, every story must
also have an ending – and sometimes, the two are closer than we realise.
Warnings: Mentions of past abuse, mentions of homophobia
Summary: Castiel is little more than twenty-four hours from a potentially life-changing interview at a prestigious California university, and he’s in trouble. Stranded in Texas after a string of unfortunate events, it looks like he’ll need some kind of miracle to make it there on time. Enter Dean, an eighteen-year-old aspiring rock star, en route to Los Angeles in hope of landing a record deal. Surely it’s just a crazy coincidence – right? Neither one believes in destiny, but the chemistry between them is undeniable, and Dean ends up with a hell of a lot more than he bargained for after offering Cas a ride. Together, they embark on a whirlwind journey of self-discovery; it’s one that is dark at times, colourful at others, as the two learn a number of invaluable lessons about life and love along the way.
Dean blinked, considering lying but seeing no point in it. “I’m supposed to be slaying the dragon that lives here.”
“Ah. Well, go ahead then, I won’t stop you.”
“Well—where is it?”
The guy just looked at him, eyebrows raised.
Okay, try again. “Who are you?” And there’s the question of the hour. Clearly, seeing as the man finally gave Dean his full attention, standing up suddenly and stepping forward so that Dean found himself face to face with the guy, mere inches away. He couldn’t make himself step away, back down, break eye contact, even blink.
“My name is Castiel,” he began. “You probably only know me as the dragon.”
(Dean/Castiel fairy tale AU in which Dean is a prince who goes to slay a dragon, and Castiel is cursed to turn into a dragon every night.)
The one thing that Castiel Novak can’t do is hear. He excels in his job as an EMT despite the fact that he’s deaf and has never let anything hold him back from being at the top of his game. That is, until he meets a certain man in the aftermath of a car accident.
The one thing Dean Winchester can’t do is touch. Communication should be simple with the easy way that people can read each other’s thoughts through skin contact, but Dean outright refuses anything of the sort and much prefers the gentle caress of fingers on guitar strings. That is, until his dreams of being a professional guitarist are shattered in the accident.
Even with the unfortunate circumstances of their meeting, a friendship grows and there is one thing they realize they can do for each other very well:
Dean Winchester, known to the world as the gun-slinging western writer Kurt Smith, loves his career as an author, getting to spin his dreams of grand adventure and heroic deeds into best selling novels. Where blood, guts and glory may be Dean’s choice of entertainment, fellow author Castiel Novak, pen name Emmanuel Anael, chose the more philosophical route, using religion and narration of humanity’s condition to drive the plot of his tales. The two could not have more disdain for each other’s style of storytelling, which is made very much known through a happenstance meeting turned heated blow out. As fate seems to have a very interesting sense of humor, Dean and Castiel find themselves accidentally frequenting the same cafe after their disastrous first encounter, and both stubbornly decide to make The Caffeinated Moose their permanent go-to writing destination despite each other’s infuriating presence. Through spilled coffee, ruffled papers, blossoming words, and steam-fogged glasses, will something other than ink flow between these two talented writers?