Deanxcass Stories

And why would an angel rescue me from Hell? This is your problem, Dean. You have no faith. Dean Winchester is a hunter. And the hunting life, you don't just quit it. Not even when it drags you to the darkest pit of Hell. Problem is, someone rescued him from that Hell. Not a demon, not a monster; but an angel. He has dark hair, blue eyes, and a pair of black wings. His name is Castiel, and someone's asked him to bring Dean back to life. And as Dean's world slowly falls apart, he has to come to terms with the fact that Castiel might not just be the proverbial angel on his shoulder, but something more. Something dangerous, unholy. Something Dean is too frightened to even say out loud. Until, eventually, everything crumbles, leaving him to fend off unwanted feelings and a devastating heartbreak.

A supernatural Au where dean lives along side his family in a small town, lonely he becomes infatuated with a stain glass window that is titled Castile. One day he meets a man that makes him feel the same way the glass dose.

Sam's POV

Jensen Ackles finds himself falling for Misha Collins after Danneel and Zeppelin Ackles pass away in a car crash. Justice's continuous need for a playdate with Maison added to Jensen's need for comfort causes little time away from Misha. And Misha finds himself slowly drifting away from Victoria.

Au probably

Cass has feelings for Dean but will he like him back?

Warning: Boyxboy Don't like don't read. I take requests.

A fluffy destiel. This is the first fanfic I have ever written but you should read it because I have some really good ideas.

ships, triggers, kinky magickal demon angel sex

Odrzucił niedopałek i zgniótł go czubkiem buta, po czym podniósł się i otrzepał spodnie. Schylił się jeszcze raz, podnosząc czarne pióro leżące na chodniku. -Wierzysz w anioły? -Nie. -Ja wierzę. Wierzę, że ktoś tam jeszcze jest. Nawet, jeśli są takimi dupkami, i pozwalają dziać się złym rzeczom. Ktoś musi pilnować tego szajsu, tu, na dole.