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Five years have passed since Castiel Milton killed the co-founders of the homophobic Haddonfield Baptist Church, also known as his parents. Five years that Castiel has spent in total silence on the secure ward at Smith’s Grove Sanitarium.
But when Castiel’s psychiatrist (and aspiring true crime writer) Chuck Shurley reveals that Haddonfield Baptist Church is going to be resurrected under new leadership, Castiel escapes the sanitarium. His goal: to cut the head off the snake once again.
He doesn’t expect to meet and fall for Haddonfield resident Dean Winchester, who turns out to be a kindred spirit in ways Castiel could never have guessed.
Shame there are a few things that stand in the way of their happy ending: two hateful pastors, an irritating co-worker, the ghosts of childhood, and a writer who’s determined to make himself the hero of the story.
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The lands have been rife with demonic rifts, so in an effort to outnumber them, the King of the Druids and the human King decide it is time their kingdoms unite together to fight this foe. And what better way to unite than a wedding? Prince Castiel of the Eski Forest is to be joined with the eldest human Prince, Dean Winchester. Not that either of them are particularly excited about that...
[If you read this anywhere but Ao3, you've been duped! Had! Swindled! This beast is free on Ao3]
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i want to do with you (what spring does with cherry trees) by sobsicles
Fandoms: Supernatural
29 Apr 2021
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Dean keeps going back.
When he arrives, it's always to blooming flowers and a windmill in the background, not too far from a brook, the sun painting the plains.
He likes it there. He likes to stand in front of the makeshift urn and check that it's still where he put it, switching out the flowers when they wilt. He likes to listen to the sound of birds chirping, insects singing, the faint sound of water trickling in the distance. He likes to turn his face up and feel the sun on his skin, wondering if Cas would do the same if he were here, somehow knowing that he would.
He likes to talk.
There's never a response, but Dean feels the breeze rustle through his hair and watches the flowers bob when bees come to them and stares as the windmill keeps turning, turning, turning. And he imagines that Cas is replying—the windmill is the tilted head, the bobbing flowers are a gentle smile, the breeze is whatever words Dean wants to hear at the time.
Sometimes, it's almost like he's there.
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There are fragile lines and words entwining around the wrist of his left hand - words marking him as claimed by another soul since the beginning of the stars. Words that prophesy the first thing his soulmate will ever say to him. Words that explicitly read “fuck, sorry”.
There is college he can’t keep up with and work that never seems to produce enough money and the search for a literature student who is willing to teach him online and the struggle to save his life from falling apart.
And then, there is Cas.
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When Dean and Cas find themselves sitting across from one another in their crowded college library, awkward silence and stolen glances follow. Eventually, strangers become friends who become best friends. But what happens when the years pass and the miles between you grow, yet so does your (not-at-all-platonic) love for your best friend? Are you doomed to pine forever, stuck in an endless heartache? Or do you risk it all for a chance at something more?
Because even after everything… you’re still falling for him.