Castiel Novak is the new student and has no idea who to talk to. Then the most popular guy, Dean Winchester talks to him, with something Castiel never expected to be told before. Gabriel Novak helps Sam with a bully when they first meet and they've been inseparable since. Of course Sam tries pushing him away but he just can't. ((There's also some Michifer in here ehuehuehue))

Sam, Dean, Castiel, Gabriel, Michael, Lucifer, Garth, Balthazar, and a few others are all on the same Acapella team; The Treble Makers Sam and Gabriel are an open couple but they want to hook up Dean and Cas (and Lucifer and Michael if they can) So when auditions for solo part come up, Cas and Dean are already competing. Hopefully they win their upcoming competitions! Especially when the Hell Hounds will soon be arriving at their school.

In which Castiel's cat is more determined to fix his owners life after a car wreck than Castiel is. a destiel fanfiction

They see grey. They live in a dull grey world. The only way they can see color is when they first touch their soulmate. That is, until they realize they love them of course. Destiel AU

So this is another Tumblr post au that I found and I love using them as prompts so here's a new one! So when people are born they are born with one word in mind. The name of their soulmate. So it can either be really easy or really hard. Mostly hard. I mean, who is the heck has the name Castiel?! Or how will I find the right Sam?! CAS WORKS AT A BAKERY SO YOU CAN IMAGINE HOW THAT WORKS OUT WITH PIE AND DEAN AND STUFF Art by: Valliant Paradox

(Cover art is not mine) Castiel Novak is the school punk, every girls crush, and known badboy. Everything about him screams danger, from his habit of jumping onto moving trains to his smoking habit. A master of speed running over buildings and breaking hearts. Little does he know that there's a sweet nerd out there who has a crush on him....

""You got funny ideas about first dates." Cas froze, feeling his face get a little warm at the mention of "first dates." "Um. Excuse me?" The corners of Dean's lips pulled into a smug grin as he finished his cigarette and flicked it over the porch railing, leaning his back against the wall. "You heard me." "Yeah, I did, but- "Listen." Dean got close. Really close. His lips were soft as they brushed against Castiel's, being pressed delicately. He could feel the light stubble on Dean's jaw against his cheek and his breath on his ear as he pulled away and moved over to the side of his head, fingers slipping in side his jean's pocket as he said in a soft tone, "Call me sometime."" [[Destiel High School AU]] [[Discontinued.]]

When Castiel Novak catches his boyfriend with another guy, he turns to his long-time best friend, Dean Winchester. Dean is straight, or at least he thinks he is until he sleeps in Cas' bed to comfort him. Feelings develop. Confession confession. Smooch smooch. Bang bang. You know how it is. (This is complete)

Dean hasn't spoken to anyone other than his brother, Sam, in over 10 years. When he does talk to Sam, it isn't much. On his first day of 10th grade, his first year back to school in 5 years, he meets a boy. This boy wants to talk to him, but Dean just won't speak. After a while, Dean opens up a bit. Instead of saying what he wants to tell him, he uses a pencil and paper. The boy, Castiel, learns things about Dean and his family he thought he'd never find out. Until something happens... The majority of the story will be in Dean's POV, but maybe a little in Castiel's POV. I'll try to update as much as possible, whenever I get time.

This story will be written by myself and @Tori_Castellanos The Socials, otherwise known as the Soc's and the Greasers came from two completely differently worlds. While the Soc's lived on the rich west side of town and were known as 'white trash with Mustangs and Madras Shirts', the Greasers lived in the east. A poorer area with less flashy cars and more dead-beat dads. The two 'gangs' hated each other with a passion, nothing could get through the fiery loathing and the violence that came with it. Until...