please talk about cas

Immortal AU Fake AH Crew where the members are varying centuries old. When they die the first time they get stuck that age forever, regardless of how many times they die. 

Geoff looks the oldest, having died at thirty eight, but he’s only about two hundred years old, shot during the Civil War after turning sides against the Confederates when he realized how actually shitty their ideals were and the Union was pretty cool.

Jack watched Marie Antoinette get her head cut off, and soon after joined her, of course, as a rich woman of the time. How she lived from decapitation, who knew. 

Gavin’s actually the second oldest, born in England as a young nobleman and died from the plague, of all things.

 Michael was killed during World War One. Damn that land mine.

Ray is the youngest, who’s only been returning from the grave since he was killed in the 1980s during a mugging gone wrong. Which side he was on, he doesn’t like to say.

Lindsay died during the Great Depression, and hoards money like a dragon.

Ryan’s the oldest by far, having seen the Roman monarchy rise and fall from the small group Remus and Romulus began it with, then the Republic, the empire. He still harbors respect for his Roman gods, whom he believes are the cause of the immortality. 

anonymous asked:

I have a craving for talking about werewolf!Cas. What's something about werewolf!Cas you love, or a headcanon, or maybe an idea you have about him or his appearance - anything at all, the world needs more talk about werewolf!Cas!

I LOVE werewolf!Cas with my whole heart!! 
Let’s talk about werewolf!Cas Nonnie!!!! Things about him that I love:

• seriously, no one saw him completely clean shaved, ever. 
• very professional at work, all sharp suits and even sharper smiles
• excellent when it comes to team work, even though really likes to be in charge 
• competitive and a skilled strategists 
• can be quite impatient 
• loves to run and does so almost every day before work 
• lives in a small house in the middle of nowhere 
• addicted to coffee 
• growls at people in the mornings 
• really doesn’t like how the guy from security team at work smells 
• sniffs a lot 
• adorable nose scrunch when he smells something he doesn’t like
• the closer to full moon the more he has troubles to keep his emotions on the leash - he snaps at people a lot 
• exercise helps with it 
• really likes physical contact 
loves to cuddle
• very good lover, even if he tends to be a little bit rough 
• loves to leave hickeys and bite marks 
• also that’s another part of life where he likes to be in charge
• actually loves lazy mornings 
• always smells like woods and storms; it’s dark and fresh and spicy
• very soft toward kids 
• wild, wild hair 
• deep rough voice that makes people feel things
• really, really strong 
• sharp canines
• walks with the grace and confidence of an predator

Part two of this prompt fill for @wayward-authors-kitsune

college!au, angst with a happy ending

Avoiding Cas is surprisingly easy.

All Dean has to do is block him on all social media sites, park his car down the street at a friend’s house so Cas never knows when he’s home, rely more on public transportation to get to campus, and finally just never leave his apartment except for class.

Easy peasy.

That is, until Dean needs to go to the grocery store. He’s been living off Ramen noodles and mac and cheese for weeks now, too afraid to stop anywhere near campus in case Cas is nearby. 

But now he’s officially all out of beer and Captain Morgan and he figures he could probably use some non-microwaveable groceries while he’s out. 

He goes to the little market about four blocks away. He hits up the essentials first: booze, some hamburger, hot dogs, bread, eggs. He considers produce but immediately shakes that thought loose and decides that he’s entitled to some ice cream instead.


Dean freezes,  carton half way to his basket. It takes everything in him to turn around and the moment he connects with blue eyes he really wishes he hadn’t.

Cas looks sick staring back at him, eyes glasses over with a sort of disbelief, like he thinks he’s seeing a ghost. 

He says Dean’s name again but Dean doesn’t respond. They’re both tense, like they’re about to draw on each other in an old western movie instead of standing in a damn milk aisle. 

As awkward as the moment it, Dean almost wishes they could stay like this. Because it’s good to see Cas, the flesh and blood Cas. He’s missed him like you miss air when you’re holding your breath. But he also knows that if Cas talks, if he tries to come at him, Dean will run. He can feel his knees bracing for a take-off and he’s not ready to look away.

But Cas does it. He takes a step forward and Dean immediately takes one back. Cas’s eyes travel down to Dean’s feet and he looks hurt.

“Dean, please, let me-” He takes two quick steps and Dean is speeding past the checkout lines, dropping the basket somewhere alone the way.

He doesn’t breathe again until he’s back in his apartment. He falls on the couch and draws he knees up, settling his head between his legs as he sucks in breaths and lets his head clear.

He’s so fucked. So impossibly fucked. 

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Imagine getting in a fight but not telling your brothers (Sam and Dean)

Word Count: 1117

Request by: @thedeanunderthecas​ - Hi! I wanted to know if you could write a oneshot where the reader gets in trouble at school and calls Cas to come up there so her brothers(Sam & Dean) don’t find out she punched someone, but Cas tells them as he is leaving the bunker to go talk to her principal so she gets caught anyway? If not that’s okay :-)

A/N: I wrote most of this at 3am whilst procrastinating doing GCSE revision, aww yeahhh!

You sat quietly, bored out of your mind, in the principal’s office as he flicked through the notes about a fight you had recently gotten yourself into.

Sighing as he looked up at you, he began to speak, “I expected better of you Y/N, I’m going to have to call in your guardians to explain to them the situation and discuss the length of your removal from school.”

You slowly lifted your head in shock and fear of the words which just came out of his mouth. Sam and Dean could not find out about this, they wouldn’t understand, they’d get so angry, they’d hate me, they’d think I’m a monster. Your mind ran rapidly thinking of all of the outcomes to your brothers finding out about your mini fight, none of them sounding particularly appealing.

Suddenly relief flooded your body as you thought of Castiel, he could get you out of this situation acting like one of your brothers and neither Sam or Dean would ever have to know. A small smirk appeared on your face as you came up with the brilliant plan, all you had to do was convince Cas to come, talk to the principal and not tell Sam or Dean.

Deep breath. Okay, here goes nothing.

Cas, I need you to come to school, I kinda… Maybe… Slightly got into some trouble and now the principal wants to talk to Sam and Dean about me being expelled. Please Cas, I need you.

You put on a slightly scared/nervous tone to ensure Castiel came quickly and you sighed happily before leaning back in your chair and waiting for Cas to be your knight in shining armour and save you from the horrors of school.

 At the bunker

Cas abruptly stood up after Y/N’s prayer ended preparing to fly to them.

As Castiel was about to leave, Dean spoke up, “Wait! Where are you going?”, curiosity lacing his voice at Castiel’s sudden attempts to leave.

“Y/N has requested for me to come talk to their school principal as he wishes to talk to me about them being expelled due to the fact that she appears to have gotten herself into some sort of ‘trouble’.”

Sam’s head shot up and Deans face was filled with shock and rage.

Without saying anything, Dean left the room towards Baby, quickly followed by Sam and Cas.

As the engine started up Dean whispered to himself “Y/N better get prepared for no more hunts and bunker cleaning duty for life,” causing Sam to nod his head, shock still evident on his face from the information that his innocent, shy, younger sister had done something bad enough to get them expelled.

You smiled to yourself as the door to the room opened only to have your face drained from all its colour as both your brothers followed by Cas walked into the room and sat beside you, sharp, angry looks evident on both of their faces.

You sighed to yourself as you looked down at your hands in your lap. Of course Castiel would tell them, why wouldn’t he.

Looking up once again, your eyes met with Sam’s as he gave you a sorry yet stern/angry glance causing you to lean back in your chair and prepare yourself for the inevitable lecture about to come your way.

After Sam and Dean had finished talking with your principal, you all left the school, nobody saying anything. You climbed into the back of baby with Cas as the awkward tension from the silence built up. Dean was practically radiating anger from the driver’s seat, his hands clutched the steering wheel as tightly as he could causing his knuckles to turn white. Slowly, you gulped as the realisation of how fuming your brothers truly were at you.

Once the long ride of torture in Baby was over, and you were all sat in the bunker silent, you finally spoke up.

“Sooo.. That was-“ you began to speak before being cut short.

“What the hell were you thinking Y/N?” Dean finally snapped looking directly into your eyes waiting for a solid answer to his question.

A few moments passed as you thought about what to say.

“I’m not going to apologise.” You knew that giving into your brothers and just saying sorry would probably be the easiest and most efficient way of ending this hole you had dug yourself into but instead you decided to not back down, that kid you hit had it coming and no matter what the consequences were, you would have chosen to hit them. Every. Single. Time.

“You’re what?” Deans voice boomed across the room. Sam and Cas sat on the other table listening to how the argument slowly began to intensify.

“I said, I’m not going to apologise.” You repeated but this time with a slightly sarcastic tone.

“Y/N,” Sam said warningly knowing that he should try to calm the situation but instead it just made you angrier that nobody had heard your side of the story and just assumed that you were the bad person.

“No Sammy! They fucking deserved it!” you lashed out harshly as tears glossed over your eyes and your vision blurred, “They were picking on some kid, I saw it, everyone saw it but nobody did anything, they all just stood there letting these dicks pick on this kid, I couldn’t just stand there doing nothing like all the cowards around me, so I hit them. It was stupid, I know, but they deserved it.”

Shock appeared on your Sam, Dean and Cas’s faces. None of them had ever heard you swear before nor had they seen you cry.

Suddenly, you felt a pair or arms wrap around you, and another and before you knew it, you were pulled into a group hug including the three most important people in your life. The tears escaping your eyes quickly changed to happy ones as you felt the strong sensation of love fill your body.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I’m just really protective of you, heck, we all are, and I don’t want you getting hurt,” Dean whispered into your hair before placing a kiss on your forehead. Sam and Cas nodded agreeing to what Dean had just said.

“I love you all so much,” you pulled down your sleeve and wiped away the stray tears running down your face.

“We love you too,” Sam replied before you were pulled into yet another group hug causing happiness to replace the sadness you once felt as you knew how truly loved you were…

“But you’re still on bunker cleaning duty,” Dean quickly added ruffling your hair causing you to groan in annoyance but with a smile on your face.

anonymous asked:

Yes oh my God let's please talk about destiel AUs?? Are you into punk!Cas and nerd!Dean?? How punk!Cas would be so badass but when it comes to his Dean he becomes such a softie for him?? How Cas would be Dean's first EVERYTHING and the first time they get intimate he would go so slow and so soft and take such good care of Dean and make sure he's okay and he's enjoying himself????(But once Dean's used to it all bets are off cause we KNOW this bamf is gona dominate the hell out of his little nerd)


Cas would be a total badass, looking quite intimidating with his tattoos, leather jacked and motorcycle.
And then one day he sees Dean, thick framed glasses on his - stupidly pretty- freckled face, and he’s laughing and Cas dies a little on the inside, the cigarette falling down from his hands. 
How is it even possible for a human being to be that beautiful?
It’s not, this man is either a god himself or a descendant of one, Cas isn’t sure which one is true and he doesn’t even care because the man - the god - is looking his way. 
And he can hear Balthazar laughing but it doesn’t matter because the gorgeous man blushes when he catches Cas’s eyes and then ducks his head and heaven help him, it’s cute.
It’s absolutely terrible.
And it gets even worse the first time they actually talk, because it’s like both of them forgot how words work or what even are they.

( he doesn’t seduce Dean- Dean, what a beautiful name - with his knife collection and combat skills, thank you and kindly fuck off, Gabriel.
In fact it takes him weeks to even mention anything about it, because he’s not gonna scare Dean with his dangerous hobbies. Turns out Dean likes them. Like, a lot)
And Dean’s inexperience?? 
Cas can’t believe how lucky he is that Dean loves him and trust him enough to go through so many of his firsts with him?
And you can bet everything that he gives his 110% to make the experience amazing for Dean. 

And yes, yes, it’s a lot of fun, showing Dean what he likes in bed. Small things at the beginning, you know, making sure Dean is comfortable with everything. 
Holding his wrists, telling him to not move, just like that, good boy - 

And guess what?
Turns out Dean likes it A LOT 

fuckedupasusual  asked:

Can we please talk about the fact that Dean carried Cas inside the house (to lay him on the table)???


Okay I know season 8 was a long time ago, but can we please talk about how there’s a guy dressed like cas directly behind dean, 8x13 the bar scene with aaron?

anonymous asked:

can we please please please talk about all the times dean couldn't stand looking at cas? first he couldn't say his name, he didn't look at cas when he covered him again, he couldn't look at cas when he said goodbye, he couldn't look at cas when he threw the lighter. only when he was completely covered in flames he couldn't look away.


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Do you know how hard it even was to pick ONE gif for this? And I’m in agony just looking through all the gifs of his face in this episode. Me rn:

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Just A Crush

Chapter 5: Family Dinner

Originally posted by subcas


Word Count: 4,976

Summary: You and Cas are having dinner with your parents tonight… what could go wrong?

Warnings: None, I’m pretty sure…

You had took your time in the shower, your thoughts were relentless and they wouldn’t leave you alone. When you got out of the bathroom, you put your dirty clothes away and Cas swapped you places. You sat on the bed as you could hear him turn the water on, wondering just how magnificent and wondrous he must look under all of those clothes. Immediately you shook your head and stood up, pushing the thought from your mind as you looked for your phone.

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The More, The Merrier (Part 11 of Faking It)

And the kinks continue. Enjoy. This one got away from me, so the threesome will actually continue in the next part!!

Read Faking It, Just Breathe, Sex Hair and Blindfolds, Cold as Ice, Rough Around the Edges, Sticky Sweet, Slow Burn, Adult Film 101, Date Night, and Hell on Heels.

Warning: SMUTTY SMUT, threesome (no Destiel), some grace!kink

Word Count: 3100ish

A/N: Thanks y’all. This series has seen so much love from you, and I appreciate every word. Still several more parts to come, including some kinks I’ve never written before!

Dean was on his way home!

It had been twelve long days, and eleven longer nights, since you’d seen him, and you were still pissed. Your ribs had been a little bruised and your ankle had been slightly sprained, but it wasn’t anything you hadn’t dealt with before. And Dean and Sam both hunted injured all the time.

But Dean had insisted you rent a room at the motel meant for long term guests and let them take this case alone. Two hours away. For almost two weeks.

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anonymous asked:

I don't think I'll get over that scene in s10 when Cas is in bed and is coughing (I can't remember exactly what happened before, it's been a while) and Sam's talking about a case he's found, then he just says "you know what, it doesn't matter" (something along those lines) after hearing what state Cas is in, like, he doesn't want to hurt him, he cares about him, and I want more scenes like this except they don't talk about Dean

@ Dabb please can we have more Sam and Cas interactions without having anything to do with Dean. Just then hanging out watching a documentary, having fun, laughing, more hugs


Originally posted by lukearnold

Sastiel is amazing, I love it, we have had hardly any of it but what we have had is gold, we need more of it.

They went from ‘he’s an abomination’ and ‘he’s a literal Angel of the Lord to be put on a pedestal’ to comfortable bros who care about each other, fight for each other and have helped teach each other learn so much…

The only reason IMO we don’t have more is because they downplay it because Destiel is so under the radar it has to be less than that and ARGH, so when Destiel is canon they can start being deeply rooted brothers and friends in a more obvious way.

Give me Sam and Cas going on runs in the morning while Dean rolls his eyes at them when they come back, but totally checking out Cas all sweaty and hot. 

Give me Sam and Cas sharing a massive bag of candy in the impala. 

Give me Sam and Cas sitting next to each other reading or watching documentaries on nice cushioned chairs or a couch and spending time together in comfortable silence. 

Give me them doing stuff NOT to do with Dean, just because they enjoy each others’ company and have mutual interests.


Okay, but what if Ryan’s not the crew’s best assassin? He’s too eager, too clumsy, too bloodthirsty. 

What if Michael’s demo guy persona is just that–a front? 

No one would expect the Fake’s loud, impatient, angry, explosive happy demolition guy to be a master assassin. Sure, he can build bombs, but so can pretty much anyone with an internet connection. Michael is Geoff’s secret weapon. He keeps up the persona of the Vagabond, side by side with Ryan. Ryan plays the murder happy muscle and Michael is the ghostly assassin, almost vanishing into shadows and a master of stealth.

anonymous asked:

Alrightey, let's talk about human!cas headcanons, please and thank you. One specific one: the anti possession sigil. D'you think he'll need one? And where would he get it?

I think he would get it in the same place as the boys tbh, as a matter of pride and being a part of the trio of the boys of the family.

I imagine them going to get it done and he asks them where he should get it, Sam is the one who tells him that they should have them all matching, in the same place, because he’s a Winchester now :)

Title: The kids these days are calling it polyamory

Pairing: MegxCasxKevin

Rating: General

Wordcount: 2,119

Notes: written for @theactualpiemaker and @spnpolybingo, square ‘Meet the Family’


The box fan in the window droned noisily over the occasional burst of traffic in the street outside, the low level hum of Cas’ aquarium by the bookshelves a white noise Meg had learned to block out. It was an uneventful but rare Saturday off work, too hot in late June and Meg almost wished she was at work where there was at least air conditioning.

Sitting cross legged on one side of the couch, Cas had both his feet on her thigh and a book propped on his bare belly. He was usually always naked or in boxers around the apartment, whether it was summer or winter.  Across the coffee table scattered with empty glasses and the overspilling mail basket, Kevin sat staring blankly at a cook book. His half finished grocery list sat next to his elbow while he quietly continued his break down in fits and starts.

Meg was getting used to how much Kevin freaked out on a regular basis. She continued calmly painting Cas’ nails a shimmery midnight blue.

“I mean, do you guys even want to meet my mother? It’s a little early for that, anyway. Right?” Kevin asked.

Meg shrugged, “I could take it or leave it.”

Cas set his book on his belly and turned his head. “I’d love to meet your mother.”

“But I don’t know how to explain this to her. I told her I was moving in with my boyfriend a month ago and she won’t stop asking me to bring him over for dinner but I didn’t tell her that my boyfriend had a girlfriend who’s kind of my girlfriend and I don’t know how to explain any of this.”

“Kevin,” Cas said firmly, “take a deep breath.”

Nodding, Kevin breathed quietly for a minute. Meg capped the nail polish and shook it. It was getting a little old and goopy.

“I mean, it’s not like I want to hide you, you know?”

Leaning back against the couch arm, Meg told him, “I’m not really the kind of girl you take home to parents. You can hide me all you want.”

Cas nudged his foot into her stomach reproachingly.

Meg swatted his shin, “Hey, watch those toes.”

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