Gryffindor Win -- SPN/Hogwarts FusionSummary: The quickest and easiest way of seducing your crush is to save their father from plummeting to his death. Or at least, that's what Dean Winchester found. -- Supernatural/Hogwarts fusionMore Like This
Word count: 3,341
Dean jumped down onto the bench next to Benny, slipping his legs under the table and grabbed at the food laid out in front of him. Benny grinned, watching his friend stuff a slice of buttered toast into his mouth whilst pouring a helping of pumpkin juice at the same time. Jo, however, had a look of disgust opposite them, her lip curling as Dean chewed with his mouth open.
“Morning, brother. Good lie in?” Benny asked, scraping his fork across the top of his egg yolk. Dean grinned, his breakfast sticking out of the side of his mouth. Jo let out a groan of disgust, covering her eyes with her hand.
“You boys are gross!”
Dean chuckled, swallowing what he had in his mouth and reached for his drink. “You girls… and
Christmas in Wisconsin - A Destiel Fanfic (part 1) Dean stood looking out the back window of the cold, dark motel room, a cup of freshly brewed, complementary coffee keeping his hands warm. Even with the hot coffee though, Dean shivered. The heater had broken down late last night and, despite Sammy's knack for fixing things, neither of them had been able to repair it. Now the cold temperatures of Christmas in Wisconsin were seeping through the cheap motel walls, and chilling Dean to the bone.More Like This
Maybe it was because of the cold room, maybe it was because of other things, but he had not slept very well last night. Then again, even with good heaters and comfortable beds, Dean never seemed to sleep well anymore; his lack of sleep was probably due to other things. Every night he tossed and turned, and slept fitfully through Purgatory flashbacks; more specifically, flashbacks of Castiel letting go.
The dreams were so vivid; even now, Dean was running them through his mind. "How could you, Cas, h
Slow DancingMore Like This
Summary: Just a short drabble about how Sam witnessed the build-up and creation of Dean & Castiel, and a little something he never thought he'd actually ever see. His brother. Slow dancing.
Word count: 2,138
Pretty much every rock and metal band in the history of ever had at least one song on at least one album which was a slow ode to love lost, or love found... Just love in general. Sam knew they were Dean's guilty pleasure; he listened to them when he thought Sam was out of the house. Sam thought he'd stumbled upon one of those moments where he catches Dean singing along and mocks him about it until he accidentally does something worse and the mockery turns on to him. What he'd stumbled upon instead was definitely not what he was expecting. He couldn't stop watching. It was like a car crash. He knew he should have turned and walked in the opposite direction, but he couldn't tear his eyes from the sight of his brother and his
Destiel - Close to YouEvery time Castiel was with Dean he learned something new about humans that completely baffled him. He was almost certain that belts were not to be removed using the mouth, but Dean was wedged in between his legs skillfully unbuckling and pulling the belt free from Castiel's trousers with his teeth. The hunter tossed it aside and gave the angel a look that had him swallowing hard in nervousness.More Like This
"Relax, Cas," Dean breathed as he leaned in and captured the angel's lips in a quick kiss before moving back down to his trousers and grabbing hold of the waistband with his teeth.
With wide blue eyes Castiel watched as Dean managed to unfasten the button and pull down the zipper completely hands free. Dean shoved up the white dress shirt and let his hands glide up the smooth skin of his torso before leaning in and placing a kiss at his hipbone. Raking his teeth gently down the skin he bit down on the waistband of Castiel's boxers and pulled back just enough that his pubic hair was exposed befo
Dean's Panic Attack Dean decided to go out for a walk to clear his head for a while. Sam was driving him up the wall with details about their next case. Sure, he didn’t mind it most of the time, but damn; Sam was more talkative than ever right now. Dean laughed softly at the thought and pulled his jacket tighter around him, stuffing his hands into his pockets. It was a bit chilly at night and the wind didn’t help it any either. He walked a little ways and past a small fire that was burning then blinked a couple times and started seeing that he was in hell again.More Like This
Dean started to panic. His body started shaking and he fell to the ground, bracing himself up with his hands and knees. He couldn’t stop shaking. He started remembering hell like it was yesterday. The chains. The fire. The screams. Everything was coming back to him in an instant. He felt like his skin was being peeled and shredded off of his body little by little; he felt the ag
A Fluffy Destiel Oneshot for Cas-sFreckledHunter!!Title: In Sickness & In HealthMore Like This
Word Count: 1006
Pairings: Destiel (Dean/Cas)
Description: Dean's sick, And Castiel comes to take care of him
Dean shuddered, the sudden cold flash forcing Dean to grab all the disposed blankets off the floor next to the couch, where he had thrown them during the heat flash he had been having only moments before; no matter how many layers he added though, it was never enough. He had thought of calling someone, but Sam had moved back in with Amelia, Benny was still in hiding, and Castiel…well, Castiel was a different story.
As if the mere act of Dean thinking about Castiel was enough, with a flutter of wings the angel was there. Picking up Dean's blankets and tucking them around him. "Hello, Dean,"