Long loooong time ago I saw some buttons spreading shipping peace (if you know who made them please link so I can properly credit the inspiration!!). Made this last year because I wanted to do something fun and constructive out of something so immature and dumb as shipping wars. Transparent, so you can put it your blog and spread peace.
How many of you are really able to reblog this? SHIP AND LET SHIP! ❤
John Winchester, an amazing investigator working in homicide departament, pays a hitman to protect his oldest son, Dean, from a genius killer who broke out of prison and wants revange. So Castiel becomes Dean’s watchdog, loyal and ready to tear apart everyone who want to hurt him.
There is A LOT more to this story, if you want to know anything please just ask!! :D
Castiel’s eyes widened as he was slammed into the wall, the breath knocked out of him. Well, that was new.
Dean’s eyes slipped black, the mark on his arm glowing. He snarled and pinned Castiel’s wrists with his hands, the force crushing the bones, bruising his flesh. A mortal would have been screaming, begging. But Castiel was better, he knew he was. It was why Dean liked him.
The short distance between them closed, Dean’s breath fanning out against the lower half of his face. “Say it again.”
A vicious little thrill raced up Castiel’s spine, feathers standing on end with a sense like an impending battle. “My king.”
Dean groaned and pressed their mouths together, flecks of blood still scattered across their faces, their lips. This battle was over, but if Dean had his way, he’d plunge Hell into civil war just to be the king Castiel claimed him to be.