In a city where struggling artists crash at bartender's flats, and aspiring writers find inspiration from chapped lips and whiskey, something odd is lurking in the streetlamp shadows. Paint leaves no space untouched in Castiel's studio flat, his laptop keys especially tainted with specks of blues and reds. It's the...
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.
Just your typical Destiel Highschool au! Castiel's family are mutants that have badass wings 'n shit Everyone else is a pretty normal human i guess. Castiel has this major crush on Dean, but Dean doesn't even notice him that much until they have to do a project in school together that requires they spend a LOT of time...
A boy never forgot about the things that made him crazy. He just watched them burn.