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And that’s a wrap! 

So, with the decision made that I’m moving blogs over on my personal, I’ve also decided that I’m permanently closing up shop on this AU too.

It’s been an amazing ride you guys and I’m glad that so many of you came and actually enjoyed this, cause really, when I first cracked out those early ficlets, I was certain that this was going to crash and burn.

So for everyone that has ever followed, liked, or reblogged from this blog, I thank you. :)

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all of you.

- Chris


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 posted 1 year ago

Mod Announcment 

Chris here!

So, I’m putting this verse on hiatus. Between work (yes, I got a job), school, real life bs, and other sorts of nonsense (you should probably follow my personal blog for that), I haven’t really had the inspiration needed to sit down and update this.

To all the followers of this verse, you’ve been great and fantastic for sticking around these past few months through these sporadic updates and I thank you for that.

- Chris


 posted 1 year ago
Dean laughs at the photo whenever he sees it, because it’s one of the few that he has of Cas where he really looks like the angel he used to be.
Castle had taken it one day while he and Kate were out and had bumped into Cas, who was running errands of his own with the kids. Rick had seen the worn out look on the ex-angel’s face and decided to take a picture to send to Dean and make him feel bad about being in Cali while his husband was forced to look after three sugar-hyped children. But Cas had caught the author and his phone and had schooled his expression into one that basically warned Castle to not even think about it.
The author didn’t get the memo of course and now Dean has that photo of Cas to laugh about whenever he needs to.
For his part, Cas actually regretted giving up his angel powers for all of five seconds, cause in his opinion, smiting Castle right there on the spot would’ve been totally worth it.

Dean laughs at the photo whenever he sees it, because it’s one of the few that he has of Cas where he really looks like the angel he used to be.

Castle had taken it one day while he and Kate were out and had bumped into Cas, who was running errands of his own with the kids. Rick had seen the worn out look on the ex-angel’s face and decided to take a picture to send to Dean and make him feel bad about being in Cali while his husband was forced to look after three sugar-hyped children. But Cas had caught the author and his phone and had schooled his expression into one that basically warned Castle to not even think about it.

The author didn’t get the memo of course and now Dean has that photo of Cas to laugh about whenever he needs to.

For his part, Cas actually regretted giving up his angel powers for all of five seconds, cause in his opinion, smiting Castle right there on the spot would’ve been totally worth it.


Happy “I gripped you tight and raised you from perdition” day! Have some fic!

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"Happy anniversary." Cas snuggles deeper into his pillows, his lips quirking up into a smile when he feels a set of lips on his forehead.

"Happy anniversary to you too." Dean smiles and runs a hand through Castiel’s messy hair, forcing back a laugh when the former angel leaned into it.

"So, are you going to actually get up today or are you just going to lay around?" Cas flips over onto his back, forcing Dean to take his hand out of his hair, and gives Dean a sleepy smile.

"Well, you could lay around with me." Dean leans in and kisses his husband deeply, smiling into the kiss when the ex-angel groans.

"We aren’t going to be doing much sleeping then Cas." Cas pulls Dean back in for another kiss, his hands slipping up into the author’s hair.

"That’s the point."


 posted 1 year ago

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#jumping on this pain train  #’I wish I could age with you instead of staying the same’  #I wish you could have introduced me to your mother over dinner and that your dad would be happy for you (even though he may not approve)  #I wish I could have been your plus one to Sam and Jess’ wedding and you wouldn’t be telling a lie when you wore that tux’  #’I wish I had your coffee ready in the morning’  #’I wish I slept next to you and actually slept because I needed the rest. Not because I’ve been hurt or drained.’  #Maybe I’d snore but you’d find that charming’  #I wish I could show you how important you are. And not because of your bravery or stenght.’  #’But because I need you for my happiness. Because I love you.’  #’I wish we were allowed to *be* happy.’  #’I wish our happiness didn’t have to feel like selfishness.’  #’I wish the oven would break and you’d have to fix it. For a week it would be take-out and delievery pizza’  #’I wish I owned a t-shirt with your favorite band logo on the front.’  #’I wish we stressed about bills and how we should help Sam’s kids through college.’  #’Because Yale costs much more than a Winchester could afford.’  #’I wish those bills came in the mail with the name ‘Castiel Winchester’ printed on them.’  #’Sorry  #Maybe that was too forward.’  #’I wish I was your friend. And you were mine. Even though we have been much more for so long.’  #I wish I had a peanut allery.’  #’And couldn’t eat the nuts at the bars we visit.’  #I wish we had nights when we talked for hours about our days and our co-workers.  #Becasue we *want* to hear about each other’s days.’  #’I wish we had inside jokes no one else understood.’  #’I wish we had a routine.’  #’I wish I was a person and not an angel with broken wings.’  #’I wish I had a childhood.’  #’I wish you did too.’  #’I wish I got to see your hair turn grey. And I wore reading glasses.’  #’I wish we could be old men together.’  (Via apathyacres)

No please… Kill me. Shred the skin off of my body because that would hurt way less than this.

IT JUST KEEPS GETTING WORSE!

‘I wish I wasn’t going to make the choices that I’m going to make.’ ‘I wish that I wouldn’t have to completely change your life just so you know how to be happy.’ I wish that I wouldn’t have to crash into your apartment one night and spend the rest of my days as an angel making you worry.’ ‘I wish that I wouldn’t have nightmares right after I fall, and thus worry you even more.’ ‘I wish that I could cook, so you don’t have to send Kate over once a week when you’re gone, so that I don’t starve.’ ‘I wish that Josh, Danielle, and Molly could know the truth about me and about us.’ ‘I wish that I wasn’t going to die before you and leave you alone again.’


#assbutts and mystery writers verse    #destiel    #crossover    #AU     ♡  59281
 

Cas knows that he should be sleeping. He has to be up at asscrack o’clock in the morning cause he has work and he needs to see the kids off to school, since Dean is out of the country for work. But he can’t make himself go down and just fucking sleep.

He thinks that he’s finally drifting off, when he hears a soft knock at the door and the voice of a scared little girl. He sits up and tells her to come in, not at all surprised he when he gets knocked back into the pillows by the mini-hurricane that is his youngest daughter, Molly.

She’s clearly had another nightmare, but she won’t talk about it, only clinging to her papa and asking if she can stay there. Cas runs a hand through her messy dark curls and says yes, maneuvering the pair of them so that they’re laying down, Molly curled into his side, afraid to let go of him in case the bad dreams come back.

He still doesn’t get much sleep, afraid to drift off in case Molly has another nightmare, but the hug and kiss he gets from her in the morning before she gets out of the car and joins her class is more than worth it. He may no longer be a badass, smite-happy angel, but as long as he can pretend to be so for his kids, it will always be worth it.


 posted 1 year ago

He said it.

He finally freaking said it.

He, Dean Michael Beckett, finally manned up and told Castiel how he felt.

And he feels like he’s going to die.

Because Cas is giving his this look like he can’t actually believe that Dean likes him in that way and he has yet to actually say something and Dean knows that if Cas doesn’t open his mouth in the next five seconds, Dean might just actually die, cause the fucking anticipation is killing him.

But then the angel does say something, even if it’s only a simple “why”.

Dean laughs, he doesn’t mean to, but he’s just been so tied up in knots ever since he decided that he was going to spew his feelings at someone that was planning to go off and die the very next day, that laughter seems like the only real option at this point.

So he laughs and pulls Cas closer to him to show him exactly why he’s head over fucking heels in love with him.


 posted 1 year ago

Mad - 30 Days of Writing Challenge 

Scratch that, John does get to meet Dean.

And the meeting doesn’t exactly go as he imagined it.

It’s in this little cafe off of Broadway, he sees Dean rushing in there, grinning when he realizes that there’s not a line. So John takes his chance when the boy, no wait, man, cause as hard as it is for him to admit that, Dean is a man now, has been for a while.

But Dean just stares at him, stares at him like he’s not worth the dirt beneath his feet.

And that stings.

"You know, Cas was right." That gets John’s attention and he thinks that nothing, absolutely nothing will stop him from going and clobbering that angel if he poisoned Dean against him before he ever really got the chance to meet him. "I’m nothing like what you expect. You’re still seeing a little boy who when you say ‘jump’, he asks how high. And I’m not him." John swallows, he never really thought about it like that, he frankly didn’t want to. But hearing Dean say it, well, kind of forces him to.

"Dean, you have to know, I only wanted what was best for you and your brother." Dean snorts.

"Yeah, and you ended up with the apocalypse. I think that kind of fucks those good intentions right to hell." John doesn’t get a chance to say anything, cause right then, someone yells for Dean. They both turn around and see a woman with long blondish-brown hair, waving her arm and motioning for Dean to come over to her. He nods before turning back to John. "Now I have to go because my sister is summoning me. And do me a favor. Never try contacting me again. I may be your son by blood, but in everything else, I am a Beckett.”

Dean turns on his heel then and jogs over to the woman, picking her up in a bear hug which leads to her hitting him once or twice before he drops her and greets two of the guys that are with her in the same manner, which leads to more smacks that he just brushes off like they’re routine.

And John just stands there and watches and feels angry, but no, not at Dean.

But at himself.


 posted 1 year ago

I’m only saying this once 

I’m not in this for the followers.

Never have been, never will be.

I’m astonished that this even has more than 10 followers with the huge gaps between postings, but it does, and I will never not be grateful for that.

This AU is a separate blog, because from the moment the idea popped in my head, I knew it was going to be bigger than just a tag on my personal.

Also, I’m a student. I’m working my ass off towards my Ph. D. in history so that I can one day be a professor like I want to. This blog, for all of the joy it has brought me in the past months, does comes second to schoolwork, my relationship with my girlfriend, and my friendships.

If anyone ever wants to drop a prompt in my askbox though, go for it. I love prompts and prompts can even help further the story of Dean and Cas as it is in this world.

- Chris


 posted 1 year ago
bravesmartsweetandbolder: "I just want to tell you how perfect this AU. Like so perfect it literally hurts. I love you."

Thank you!!

I just really love working on this, it was very therapeutic in the event of season seven, but I’m just so glad that people like it.


 posted 1 year ago