diminuel

diminuel:

It took a bit longer than anticipated but here’s another ficlet. Written for the prompt “Can you write something with demon!dean and angel!cas where cas is pregnant and dean is freaking out because “what exactly the kid will be? And if he screw the poor kid up?? He is a demon how can he be a father???” And Cas just reassuring him that he’ll be a good father. Pretty please?”

This is set after some “most problems solved” time after season 9.

I will upload this on AO3 once I can think of a title.

Dean has been on edge all day. It was one of the not so good days, where his eyes kept itching, his body felt ill-fitting even if it was his own and he was dying to go grab the blade and cut into something.

He had intentionally stepped into the dungeon with his laptop and a stack of books, knowing that he would not be able to get out of the trap and do any damage in case it got worse.

He looked up, forcing the darkness out of his eyes, when he heard steps. He could feel Castiel approaching and the next second the angel was opening the secret door, peering into the room.

“Why are you in here?” he asked.

“Wifi reception is better,” Dean replied flatly, not able to keep the irritation out of his voice.

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cas-is-king

cas-is-king:

I thought of angels
Choking on their halos. Get them drunk on rose water

See how dirty I can get them
Pulling out their fragile teeth, And clip their tiny wings

Anything you say can and will be held against you
So only say my name
It will be held against you
Anything you say can and will be held against you
So only say my name

If heaven’s grief brings hell’s rain
Then I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
(I know I’m bad news)
For just one yesterday
(I saved it all for you)
Oh, I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way
Still I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
(I know I’m bad news)
For just one yesterday
(I saved it all for you)
For just one yesterday

Letting people down is my thing, baby
Find yourself a new gig
This town ain’t big enough for two of us

I don’t have the right name Or the right looks But I have twice the heart

Anything you say can and will be held against you
So only say my name
It will be held against you
Anything you say can and will be held against you
So only say my name (name)

If heaven’s grief brings hell’s rain
Then I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
(I know I’m bad news)
For just one yesterday
(I saved it all for you)
I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way
Still I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
(I know I’m bad news)
For just one yesterday
(I saved it all for you)
For just one yesterday

If I spilled my guts, The world would never look at you the same way And now I’m here to give you all my love So I can watch your face as I take it all away, away, away, ay ay ay

If heaven’s grief brings hell’s rain

Then I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
(I know I’m bad news)
For just one yesterday
(I saved it all for you)
I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way
Still I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
(I know I’m bad news)
For just one yesterday
(I saved it all for you)
For just one yesterday

This took forever! None of these gifs are mine, they belong to the person watermarked to, if no watermark, then credit to whoever it is.

destieldrabblesdaily

destieldrabblesdaily:

Anonymous asked: can you write something with Dean and Cas being stuck doing some school project together but one of them doesn’t like the other for some reason (you can decide) but with a happy ending of course? *_* 

“Hey there, Cas! Looking hot today.”

Castiel didn’t even have to check Dean Winchester’s face to know that a saucy wink went with that comment. He reluctantly stepped into Dean’s room after Dean’s mother Mary had kindly pointed Castiel to it.

Long story short; Dean was an insufferable jerk, and Castiel could name at least a  thousand people with whom he would rather be doing this Biology project. He absolutely detested their teacher, Mrs. Mason, because she had to go and pair Castiel with Dean of all people.

“Look, let us please just get this over with.” Castiel icily shot back at him.

Dean raised his eyebrows, feigning hurt. “Alright… Whatever you say, angel.”

Castiel suppressed the urge to punch Dean in the face at the pretend-nickname.

Surprisingly, Dean and Castiel hadn’t always been at war, not like this… They hadn’t really been friends either, but Dean had never acted like a douchebag towards Castiel, not up until everything had suddenly changed a couple of weeks ago…

Castiel had at last decided to stop hiding his sexual orientation, and seeing as news traveled with the speed of light at Lawrence High, the entire school by now knew that Castiel preferred males. The entire school, including Dean. And whereas Castiel’s best friend Charlie and most of Castiel’s fellow students had been very accepting, Dean had become a downright pain in the ass ever since Castiel had come out.

It wasn’t that Dean taunted Castiel by calling him names, or by being rude about it… It was that he was teasing Castiel by pretending to flirt with him whenever they were near each other. And it was driving Castiel crazy, because asshole or not, Dean Winchester was unreasonably attractive. He had surreal green eyes, adorable freckles that covered every inch of his face, and every time he smiled, it gave Castiel butterflies. In any other situation, Castiel would probably have been flattered if someone this good-looking came on to him… But considering that Dean had dated nearly every girl in the school, Castiel knew that Dean had to be flirting with him only because he was mocking him.

“Okay… Let’s get to it then, huh?” Dean said, gesturing at his desk where several school books were spread out. To Castiel’s relief Dean sounded more serious, but also a bit defeated for whatever reason.

Castiel nodded stoically as he sat down in one of the two chairs, taking his own notes out of his backpack and placing them on the desk as well.

“Shall we begin with research?” Castiel said right away, eager to get to work so that he had a legitimate reason to not talk to Dean.

“Sure…” Dean muttered, already reaching for one of the books.

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