Destielfic Histoires

in which hunter Dean and angel Castiel fake their relationship so Sam and Dean have the access and help to finally defeat Amara, the Darkness. but what happens when they accidentally fall in love in the process? 2022 | © WHITESATIIN lowercase intended

Dean and Castiel hunt a witch while undercover as a married couple.

dean was sure castiel wasnt coming back. he was postive the angel was dead for good. his best friend, gone in just a moment, dragged away to the empty, where angels go when they die. forever. yet again, nothing ever really does stay dead.

So, as the title suggests this is just a little collection of oneshots, mainly destiel but I may do some sabriel or other ships if people ask for them. I may also do some characterxreader or some gen stuff if I get inspiration/requests. Requests are of course welcome, just comment or dm me. Note-this probably won't be updated regularly, but when I find motivation to write, sorry. Hope you enjoy!

Castiel is the son of a professor, who each year has one of his students stay the summer in their home in Italy, to revise a new book manuscript and help with academic paperwork. Castiel is used to this tradition, you could even say he resents it. Yet, there's something intriguing about the new guest. Dean Winchester is 24 year old doctoral student, who is working as his fathers new summer intern. Dean is an outgoing, extrovert compared to Castiel's introverted and intelligent personality. Castiel finds it hard to find things in common with Dean but as the summer goes on, Castiel and Dean's relationship blossoms into something they'll both remember for the rest of their lives.

castiel met dean for the first time a hundred years ago. he immediately fell in love with dean's vibrant soul and the way it wrapped around his cold angelic heart and filled him with life. but it's been so long since then. and while castiel used to search for the reincarnations of dean's soul, he has no time for it now. a war has been raging in heaven for 30 years and his siblings need him. it's been so long, but by the grace of god castiel finds his way back to dean again, over a century later. it would all be perfect if dean wasn't so reluctant, and if heaven wasn't still in the middle of a nasty war.

My first ever Destiel fic, that is good enough to publish lol, hope you enjoy

Back in Yuma, Arizona, a group of vamps lurk the streets, turning up dead bodies with their throats ripped out left and right. Dean Winchester, one of the world's best hunters (the other being his brother Sam, currently wrapped up in another case in DeWitt, Michigan) picks up on the case almost instantly on a slow Sunday morning in the bunker, nonchalantly flipping through the morning papers with an air of relaxation. Castiel, his convenient angelic companion, is available at the moment, and tags along with Dean. The only problem is that all of the hotels and motels a mile around are completely booked or under construction, except for one; the Honeymoon Suite. Being their only option, Cas and Dean feign their relationship in order to have a place to take residence. Do they finish the case, cover their tracks, and head home? Or do they get a little more up close and personal?

After an unknown monster puts Dean in a dream with his worst nightmare. Will he realize and break out, or will he let him go and never wake again.

(Destiel Au) (Mad/Psychotic) (*WARNING*) ( Graphic Details, Gore, Sexual Contient, Strong Language, Homo Erotic scenes) "I've told you to stay away, and yet you STILL take what's mine-- what's you're game?" Dean asked with a devilish smile. "My game? My game is you," a voice said, almost growling. Yes, undercover killer, Dean Winchester, has found something more time consuming than murdering pathetic bastards. His interest is now focused on a killer who has invaded his area, taken his kills, and has chosen to go by the police' nickname... Leviathan. Dean will eventually come face to face with this, so called, invader. And things might get a little... High Risk.

Destiel Fan Fic :) I'll keep writing if people like this

[completed] "What will you like?" "Coffee. Black. Like my soul." •barista!cas• •firefighter!dean•

Bobby Singer was just an old drunk who happened to be one hell of a hunter. Of course now that he's older, he mostly takes in calls and does research for other hunters. He never wanted kids, especially after he lost his wife, until two young boys happen to crash into his life, literally. But accidents don't just happen accidentally, right? So who are these young boys, where did they come from? Have they got what it takes to be hunters?

Summary: Dean texts Cas. A lot.