The year is 1956, and Dean Winchester hates Castiel Novak more than he can express. He hates the way he talks, how the corners of his mouth curl up when he smiles, and those damn eyes that remind him of the ocean. Especially since Castiel's gang, Enochian Warrior's, is rival's against his own, The Winchester Hellfire's. In fact, he hate's him so much, he'd do anything to tick off the tan leather jacket doning bastard. So when Castiel's father pulls up the driveway in a brand new 1957 Chevy Impala with the brightest hood ornament he's ever laid eyes on, Dean can't help but have sticky fingers. But the simple act of him prying it off the front of the car leads to something he'd never expect.

Dan is a dancer, but it's his best kept secret. Moving to a new college results in new friends, new hobbies and a new outlook in life; but what does it really mean to be human? A series of strange and seemingly unconnected events unfold that all seem to link back to Dan's mysterious new boyfriend. etcetc phan with kickthestickz This story carries some warnings, however they're p much all spoilers except non-graphic violence and injury on one occasion, and non-described minor character death. No major character death and no self harm. Please message me if you think you'll need to know the TWs! To avoid spoilers, you can give me a list of things you don't want to read for whatever reason and I'll let you know if they're in the fic or not :)