As a cut off angel, it's hard to blend in with the normal crowd. However, Castiel is doing quite fine, outliving everyone else as a simple cashier at the local Gas 'n Sip. Sure, he may never understand humans, but it's a privilege to watch them go about their simple lives, while never progressing in his own. He just has no desire to; seeing that he hasn't found anyone worth falling - literally and metaphorically - for. Until. --- Just a fic inspired by a fanvideo. I don't own SPN, of course. The video nor cover art I didn't make, but the plot is entirely mine, only lightly guided by the destiel trailer "The Fall."

Cas is typing ... copyright © officialcastiel highest ranking: #1 in destiel triggers: worst grammar ever and spelling errors

What do you do if you're forced to go to college and share a dorm with someone? Doesn't sound bad? Well, try hiding wings on top of it!

After both families need a fresh start, the Novaks and the Winchesters become neighbours. Dean and Castiel, however, refuse to talk to anybody but something brings them both out of their shells.

Here in England we can drink at ages 18 so in this AU they're aloud to drink at 18 okay? In a world where love is for the highest bidder, can love really survive? Castiel Novak leads a double life, on the one hand he is high school nerd, music master with his hair slicked back and glasses on. However on the other he is a dancing and sex machine, stripping for money and fornicating (having sex) for even more. Once Castiel steps out of school he chucks his glasses and whips out his wing tattoo - along with his other persona: angel. Leave your inhibitions at the door when you step on the club floor - CATS&DOGS strip club Warning: prostitution and violent scenes ART IS MINE!! #muchproud

Dan has given up on ever being happy. Life has lost its meaning, and everything he seems to do causes some form of destruction, and Dan is so tired of destroying the things he used to love. He's lost so much, and he's scared of losing Phil, the only thing he can bring himself to care about. But Dan can't see past his own depression that Phil is struggling with bulimia, and that he's equally good at hiding his dark thoughts as Dan. And as Dan walks through the streets alone at night getting high to escape from the hell he's trapped himself in, will he be able to see that maybe the happiness he craves so desperately is not on the streets in the form of white pills, but inside his own apartment in the form of Phil Lester? Or will it be too late... WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, USE OF DRUGS, VIOLENCE, HIGH LEVELS OF ANGST, BULIMIA, AND THEMES OF SUICIDE. IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNGER READERS.

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[completed] two strangers are stuck on an elevator on a rainy monday morning. confessions ensue. ; copyright © 2016

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[complete] what happens at camp, stays at camp ; copyright © 2016