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To be completely fair, It was an accident.
He didn’t think it was anything that serious.
Stairs in the woods? What could be so dangerous about that?
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“Is that… does he normally do.. that?” Eileen asked, signing as she spoke.
“What Hannibal lector over there?” Dean pointed his thumb over at Cas, tearing apart the tanned flash bit by bit, chewing and swallowing like it was the best thing he’s ever eaten. “Yah, he picks up the scraps. Makes cleaning up easier.”
Cas swallows the mouthful of flesh he had in his mouth, whipping his bloody lips with his even bloodier sleeve. “I apologize. I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable, Eileen.”
She shook her head. “No, it's fine. Just, didn’t think cannibalistic angels were a thing.”
Even though she said it was fine, Cas still dropped the gore in his hand onto the couch, licking his lips and hands, savoring every last bit.
“Don’t worry buddy.” Dean reached to grab Castiel’s face, his fingers getting coated in the thickening blood. “I’ll get you a nice, juicy, rare steak after this.”
They didn’t get him his steak.
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Or the cannibalistic Cas fic no one asked for. DD:DNE -
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Dean was fucked. So, completely and irrevocably, fucked.
“I’m sure it’s fine, Dee.” Sam didn’t look up from the puzzle he was assembling on their bedroom floor, some 500 piece Pokémon puzzle Bobby picked up from goodwill.
“It’s not like you guys were doing anything bad.” Sam paused, looking up at him with skepticism “…Right?”
“What?” Dean scoffed “No.”
Yes.
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Sam brought his gun up by his shoulder, taking a deep breath and bracing himself up against the side wall.
Four, three, two-
The sound of Led Zeppelin’s ‘Ten Years Gone’ began playing over the soft pop that came form inside the barn.
Dean clambered to grab his phone from his jacket pocket, quickly hanging it up but it was to late. The music and voices inside stopped, there was a long, silent pause before Dean just whispered “Go!”
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Or, Sam and Dean have a have a heart to heart/chick flick moment.
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Animals LOVE Jack, and Jack loves them just as much. They thought it was cute, seeing how many animals were drawn to Jack, and how much Jack loved them in return. But, apparently that love didn’t just stop at the cute and cuddly.
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Or; Jack gets a snake for his 4th birthday
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There’s an incubus on the prowl at a goddamn gay club in Wichita.
In which it’s November again and Chekhov’s gun still hasn’t been fired.
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Jack pulls Cas out of the Empty, just in time to save Dean. With Dean unable to live without him, ready to die on that rebar, neither of them expected to live to speak about Cas’s confession. But he’s back.
After six months of pure hell without Cas, Team Free Will deserves a vacation. Along the road, with the confession looming and Cas unabashedly in love, Dean is forced to confront his own feelings and the trauma that made him the man he is. He’s tried for years to show Cas the worst of him, to warn him. To prove that he is not worthy. And yet, Cas always came back. He didn’t want the perfect, clean, Righteous Man. In his final moments, from the very first meeting, he saw straight through to the core of Dean.
And he loved it anyway.
This is the story of how Dean Winchester learns to be free.
This is how Dean learns to be loved.
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- Part 1 of The Mellow ‘Verse
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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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Dean takes a really, really long drive to kick fear in the ass. It might just be the best thing he ever decides to do.
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The seat squeaks, and Dean follows the sound, his gaze trailing down. There—where Jack sat moments ago—is a much tinier version of him. He looks mostly the same, just...smaller and more dimply and cuter, if that's possible. His clothes have shrunk to fit him, so he's casually sitting in a t-shirt, jeans, and scuffed tennis shoes. He swings his feet from side-to-side over the edge of Baby's seat the same way Sam used to in the back, and he stares up at Dean with clear eyes.
"Oh," Dean blurts out, eyes bulging, "Cas is going to fucking kill me."
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“What else was I supposed to say, Sam?” Dean asks him. “I’m not...look, Cas is my best friend, and I care about him. That’s it.”
“And you renovated a house for him,” Sam continues. “And live with him.”
or: a year in the life, in which it takes some time, but they figure it out