dimples-of-discontent:

Oh Misha.

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ladygotsoul:

almaasi:

anyway yes, for those of you who were waiting for me to post my Destiel fic featuring The Kink That Must Not Be Named, today is finally your day~

It’s awesome, really. Read it.

anyway yes, for those of you who were waiting for me to post my Destiel fic featuring The Kink That Must Not Be Named, today is finally your day~

Through the Lace

Destiel office romance AU ft. desperation kink/watersports and a developed relationship. bottom!Dean, virgin!Cas (check AO3 for full tags and warnings!!!!)

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Every weekday for going on two years now, Castiel had waited in the FBI office block’s foyer for Dean to arrive. He passed security, then sat on a bench outside the elevators, wearing his flasher coat, his hair a mess, his tie backwards, his hands curled around a tatty paperback novel, his torso craned down over the book.

Dean would sweep past in his ironed shirt and fresh cologne, putting his FBI badge back in his pocket as he headed to the elevator.

And then Castiel would join him, riding up to the sixteenth floor at his side.

It would’ve been a nice gesture, if it weren’t for the fact they weren’t friends. They barely even talked on their rides. They mentioned the weather, or ongoing work projects. Castiel twice wished Dean a happy birthday, and Dean occasionally pointed out to Castiel that he’d missed a patch while shaving, but that was about it.

Well, they worked together. They worked together a lot. They worked in the same small department, attended the same meetings, took slices of the same cake at Christmas. They both drank from the same water cooler by Castiel’s desk, and they both held and cooed at Jenna Nickerson’s baby when she came back from maternity leave. But that wasn’t friendship. That was… camaraderie. Friendly banter. They were acquaintances, not friends.

Yet, for whatever reason, Castiel continued to insist on only riding the elevator once Dean had arrived. Like he was his bodyguard, or something. Or like they were BFFs. Or like Cas was a very obvious stalker and Dean was his intelligent, attractive target – who admittedly found the attention flattering, even if it did come from a weirdo in a too-big coat and three-day stubble.

Dean never asked Castiel to stop, but also never asked why he joined him in the first place. He just let it happen, happy to believe Cas found him hot, or wanted other people in the office to think they were friends.

The latter was more likely, to be fair. Castiel didn’t really have… friends. He was nice, sure – he’d never offended anyone on purpose unless they started it, he just squinted a lot, and apologised if he found he’d been mistaken – but he didn’t seem to socialise outside of work. If he was ever handed a beer, he stood by a wall and picked at the label until it was time to leave.

Dean thought they’d make an unlikely pair, should they ever become friends. He himself made an effort to come into work looking sharp, whereas Castiel seemed to roll in and out of bed the same way.

Which is why it was strange – nay, alarming – when Dean boarded the empty elevator and a total stranger boarded with him.

Dean stared.

It took him a second to realise it was Castiel. Blue eyes, yes. Dark hair, yes. But it was cut neatly at the sides, a little froofy on the top. His stubble was short but not absent; his skin was bright, his tie was the right way around, and – Dean looked down – he was wearing new, shiny shoes.

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reaction post typed while watching JIBcon videos (part 1 of ?)

Cockles panel

in which Misha still has an unapologetic pee kink and Jensen is way more submissive than I remember him being

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verobatto-angelxhunter:

magnificent-winged-beast:

Lonely Overlord 🤣

🤣🤣🤣💗

cool-eevee:

griffinmcelroyspisskink:

i wonder how many “hey guys are super hot no homo tho hahaha” type guys would identify as bisexual if male bisexuality was talked about more often and not like… ignored and forgotten about

Op please change your url

dcbb betaing??

hello I am in need of one (1) beta for my 90k NC-17 Dean/Cas fic Duck Duck Boots

EDIT: POSITION FILLED!!!! thank u

preferably someone I already know, or who has, at some point, commented on one of my fics, and is familiar with the sort of thing I write. ideally someone with a good amount of fic-betaing experience. (not someone who will read the whole thing and say “yup, it’s perfect”. I love those people but that’s not what I’m looking for here~)

posting date is November 28th, but I need the first round of editing to be done before the end of October. I need someone who can read the fic over a few days, not spread over several weeks. (I work in google docs, and will give comment-only permissions.)

summary, pairings, and warnings under the cut (PLEASE READ THEM CAREFULLY, I need someone who won’t skip that particular sex scene with the kink that must not be named because it’s important to the narrative later!!)

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