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It’s Dean’s birthday and while angels have no birthdays, Castiel has a) been around human cultures for long enough to be aware of the nearly universal customs of celebrating the anniversary of a loved one’s birth and b) has been living with humans for long enough that he’s been included in some of those celebrations. But the art of gift-giving continues to elude his comprehension.
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And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. - Khalil Gibran
On the occasion of FiaMac's birthday, who prompted "barefoot Dean, and bonus points if Cas feels compelled to touch."
Many thanks to swtalmnd for the quick beta!
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Inauguration Day should be the best day of newly elected President Arthur Levine's life, and it is, but for very different reasons that he would have assumed. It's all thanks to an attempt on his life and a shockingly attractive secret service agent.
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Dean’s done this before, many times. He’s not proud of it, but he’s real familiar with the smell of places like this, the feel of the floor on his knees, the dank and the dark. And the need, of course, because that’s where it all stems from.
Need.
He needs a dick in his mouth. The other guys? Need his lips around them. It’s a win-win, if you can call this winning.
(We could call this "Lazarus...uh... Rising")
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They’ve been doing this sharing of looks, this camaraderie, recently. It’s new for them. Always before there was a touch of heat in their interactions, but Arthur put it down to the friction of two incompatible personalities abrading each other.
He’s no longer so sure they’re incompatible. And he’s starting to think a lot more about heat, and friction, and Eames.
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Drabbles from Arthur/Eames Last Drabble Writer Standing 2017 by oceaxe
Fandom: Inception (2010)
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Castiel once said that freedom was a length of rope. Now that the writer of their lives is no longer present to make known what he'd like them to do with it, the Winchesters (and all the tangents of their found family) see that rope unspool, out into endlessness.
There's a lot to grapple with, from untangling their own pasts (what they were made to do and what they would have done anyway,) to dealing with the fallout of the confrontation in the present, to looking at the future of a world without its god.
(Picks up directly after 14x20: Moriah)
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Lovely post 1420 "fix it" fic that outdoes many official finale fix its - without undue drama or overwrought angst.
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Written for the ficwip February challenge 'hey, sweetheart' and combined with a Tumblr ask prompt!
“You’ll be here all week? Terrible that you’re workin’ on Valentine’s Day,” Doris tuts disapprovingly, “you ought to be spendin’ it with your special someone.”
“I ain’t got a special someone right now,” Dean assures her kindly, leaning back in his chair, tapping the table that separates him from Doris and her husband, “and I don’t mind working.”
“Well, of course you do!” Doris exclaims.
“I work most holidays, I really don’t mind –”
“No, you’ve got a special someone,” Doris corrects, eyeing him critically, smirking in a way that crinkles all of her many wrinkles, “a woman like me can tell.”
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But the thing is, as he gets closer, he has to blink his eyes to make sure he’s seeing things right. Because that’s definitely Jimmy’s body slumped over against the trunk of one of the apple trees, but floating above him is- well, it’s a floating light, a sphere with a one-foot diameter, just hanging out at Dean’s chest level. Dean approaches it carefully with a furrowed brow and half-raised hackles.
“Cas?” Dean prompts slowly. “Is that-”
And the orb is glowing out sweet and white like it could easily be used to keep away the dark in a child’s nursery. It’s so welcoming. Like Dean could just reach out, out, and catch that gentleness in his hands without any sort of consequence.
“Hello, Dean,” the orb hums.
or the one where cas gets expelled from his vessel and he isn't as much of a dude as dean thought he was
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08 Dec 2023
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So, the first thing that happens is Castiel comes back.
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"Right," Dean says eventually, gruffly. He looks down at his shoes. "I'm not gonna tell you how to live your life, man. It's—you know, yours. Do your thing, love who you love, whatever. I can't really stop you from loving me, if that's what you've decided to do, but I don't—I can't—"
"I know," Castiel murmurs, still just smiling a little, not looking heartbroken at all. "Don't worry about it, Dean, that's all I ask."
"So we're—" Dean risks a glance up, swallowing thickly. "We're good?"
Castiel hums. "We're good."
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