"Damnit, Jensen, listen to yourself - follow your heart? What kind of fucking Disney movie do you think this is-" "That's your problem right there, Mish. You think only Disney characters deserve a happy ending. You're not fair to yourself 'cause you don't think that fairytale shit happens to real people in real life, but it can. We had that kind of thing, Mish, you and I. We had it, for a time-" "Just shut up," Misha hisses, almost pleadingly. "You don't know what you're talking about." Part of me is tempted to give in, to drop this touchy subject and just enjoy the rest of the walk. It would be easier. But I care too much about him to let it go, even if it costs me my peace for the evening. "I'm talking about how you need to start doing what's right for you for a change. You think plenty about your wife and your children and your parents and your fans, but when was the last time you considered what you needed? What about what you want, Mish? You've got everything else worked out, but who's gonna look out for that?" #1 - cockles #1 - misha #1 - casdean #14 - destiel Sequel to "Nobody Sees, Nobody Knows {Cockles}"

Jensen bristles visibly, straightening his back and squaring his shoulders. Looking so appalled that he maybe, possibly, almost kissed his best friend off set. "Fine," he says tersely. "You're right; this is...weird. I obviously need to get some sleep." The hope that bubbled up inside me congeals and sinks to a sour ache in the pit of my stomach. "Yeah, me too." I pinch the bridge of my nose, then force myself to flash him a toothy grin, cocky mask sliding expertly into place. "So thank goodness that didn't happen." "Right," he laughs breathlessly. "Would've been so weird." "Fucking messed up." "Yeah." I stare at my drink, twinkling amber and gold in the starlight as the non-too-subtle tension between us simmers and stews like a poisonous vapour spreading a miasma of stifled and humiliating desire. We lapse into crestfallen silence. What exactly did you think was going on here Misha? The voice in my head berates me derisively. It's called acting. Ever heard of people getting a little lost in role playing? That's all this is. #1 - cockles #1 - misha #1 - casdean #1 - destiel Sequel: That's When We Uncover {Cockles}

Castiel James Novak is a good man. Not because he was a priest and told people about the word of God and also because he lived by the Bible. He was a good man because he just was. He was kind, he was generous, he held his heart in his hands and he never turned anybody away. All Castiel wanted that night was for God to talk to him, just once. He had prayed and prayed so many times before but there was no reply. He had read in a book somewhere about certain sigils and markings and a few words would summon God or the Holy Ghost to him and Castiel had run out of ideas. So one night, that was exactly what he did. Castiel James Novak didn't know that the markings he had put down and the incantations he had spoken did not in fact summon the Holy Ghost, except they brought down upon him his worst nightmare. A Demon named Dean. *Art not mine but i edited it a bit so i could put the title on :-D* *Yet another new story and i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much* Credit to @theofficialkitty for the cover

Jensen gets assigned as Misha's body guard, they have friction. mature, probably going to be explicit Supernatural RPF

It's about two best friends, slowly falling in love with each other when Destiel becomes canon on the tv show SUPERNATURAL. Their lives change (Dean & Castiel's and Jensen & Misha's) when something outside of the set happens. This fanfic combines two stories, one about Cockles and the other one about Destiel.

The first time Cas meets Dean, the man comes into his flower shop to buy something nice for his new girlfriend. Cas is a bit disappointed. Dean is beautiful but off limits. Over the course of the year Dean comes in rather frequently. He buys flowers for his girlfriend, for his mother, for holidays, etc. Cas can see Dean is not happy in his relationship, but what can he do about it? They're not really friends. So when Valentine's Day rolls around Cas expects Dean to stop in and buy some big, extravagant arrangement, he doesn't show. Instead, Dean shows up ten minutes before closing and asks for a single white rose. But what is the meaning behind it? And who does he plan to give it to?

Castiel knew Dean would do anything for his club, the club was like his family. He never asked about the things Dean got up to as he thought he would be better off not knowing. However the more Dean tells him, the more aspects of Castiel's old, secret life begin to prop up out of the blue uninvited.

Beyond the world of Talk to Me, Dean is ensnared in the hands of the enemy lines. He is forced to a prisoner-of-war camp, where he must face the hardest times in his life, spurred on only by the thoughts of seeing his brother again, and the soldier that relied on him for his very life.

Castiel is a boy trying to make it on his own, a boy no different from the rest. Except, of course, for the pair of ocean blue wings he's hiding underneath baggy T-shirts and sweaters. He's antisocial and prefers to stick to himself. That is, until a boy named Dean Winchester starts turning everything upside-down. Destiel, high school AU. You don't have to have seen the show to get the plot. Supernatural fanfic.

Castiel’s hope for freedom is threatened by a chance encounter with the Crowned Prince of Lawrence, who is trying to avoid an arranged marriage. A Cinderella/Ever After AU. Written for the Dean/Cas Big Bang 2015 with art by kamicom. Fic masterlist with links to art at http://museaway.livejournal.com/1013948.html Caution: This includes references to servitude, because it's based on a movie set in Renaissance-era France. There is on-page corporeal punishment in one scene and reference to past abuse. I think it's melancholy. It's not my usual style; I wrote it in what I hope reads a bit like a fairytale since it's based on one.