DESTIEL & COCKLES
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Nobody Sees, Nobody Knows [Jensen Ackles + Misha Collins | Cockles | mxm] by MishMishYouIsFine
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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}
Sunlight // Moondust by D3stiels_doggie
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Dean olhou para Castiel, deitado em seus braços olhando os pingos de chuva escorrendo na janela do quarto, e disse "está muito frio pra você aqui, Cas" "então me mostre o calor Dean, não me solte." "Nunca." respondeu Dean.
Midnight | Destiel ✔ by clarawnovak
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❝Seis noites, sempre à meia noite, fazendo o que quisermos pela cidade por uma hora.❞
still 》fanfic destiel by lagrimas-estelares
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Castiel Novak gostava de Dean mais do que gostava do número oito e odiava ficar longe dele mais do que odiava moscas. ▪▪▪ [fanfic destiel - boys love - a supernatural fanfic - autism - scm] 2014©
Please Stay • destiel [a/b/o] CANCELADA  by princesstyongie
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Em uma época onde casamentos eram arranjados e ômegas eram criados para serem perfeitos submissos, Castiel se ver obrigado a casar-se com um desconhecido para salvar os bens herdados de seu falecido pai. Mas um casamento tão repentino e sem amor não pode terminar bem, ainda mais quando o marido de Castiel acaba por ser Dean Winchester, um alfa lúpus com um passado e reputação assustadores. Suas diferenças ficam óbvias logo no início e o confronto de personalidades põe em risco o futuro que o casal possa vir a ter. Castiel Novak, um pequeno ômega; é a personificação da pureza, doçura e bondade. Dean Winchester é um alfa extremamente impassível, prepotente, com problemas de autocontrole e que não acredita no amor, ou que mereça recebê-lo. Poderia a pureza de uma alma cheia de luz e inocência ser capaz de tirar uma corrompida e despedaçada da escuridão? Poderia um coração bom e gentil, porém machucado, ser capaz de vir a amar um outro tão frio, e quebrar todas as barreiras construídas em volta dele? Essa é a história de duas almas opostas destinadas a ficarem juntas que se colidem, e de um amor paciente, capaz de superar todas as diferenças e curar todas as feridas abertas pelas mãos do destino, e suas próprias.
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned || Destiel - Demon!Dean & Priest!Castiel by wingsandhunters
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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
Take Me To Church » Destiel by bluemissha
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Seus olhares se encontraram. O verde intenso borrou a inocência do azul claro. Estragou tudo de puro que havia ali com o simples ato de olhá-lo, e de repente, tudo estava perdido. Nunca o pecado esteve tão presente, nunca fora tão tentador. // essa fanfic não está disponibilizada em qualquer outro site ou ship