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Dean couldn't possibly mess up his life any worse. Broke, alone, unemployed, he drives his beater car into the night, hoping to end up somewhere better... While he does end up somewhere better, it was never in a way he could have anticipated.
Instead of bleeding out in the forest, he's in a giant bird's living room, being gently introduced to the wonders of a new world.
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Hanging his head in defeat, Dean crawls across the kitchen floor. He kneels, naked, at the back door, pressing his thighs together, and whines softly.
Cas looks up from his laptop. “Do you need to go potty?” he asks.
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Dean has been banished from Eden and into exile in the harsh and unforgiving world outside the Garden, and you know how angels start interactions with "be not afraid"? Well, that's because they're really fucking scary.
Angels are meant to guard Eden, and when the occasional human is kicked out, it's only responsible to make sure those unfortunate humans return to a state of Innocence and Grace, and that they go to good homes.
Slow burn human pet au, Cas will eventually adopt Dean, but not before lots of Terrible Things happen to him.
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Dean is captured by a witch and turned into something subhuman. Sam finds him, and things spiral from there.
Or: two strangers trading oneshots for a very niche au.
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Slowly, he turned his head so he could see where Dean was crouched in the doorway. It was exactly how Merle had trained Dean to sit (which had also been excruciatingly hot) with his hands in front of him, knuckles against the carpet, legs kinked so his heels were against his ass as it pressed down hard to the floor. Dean’s eyes were wide with desperation by now, and he eagerly licked his lips in that wonderful and pitiful way that made Daryl aroused in a way he usually didn’t want to admit. A small dog-like whine escaped Dean as the man ducked his head a bit, and Daryl shifted on the bed from the pleasure it sent down his spine. Dean tipped his head forwards, which yanked on his leash a bit, fastened tightly to his pretty red leather collar.