Dog AU. Ever since Dean was a puppy, training to be the world’s best sniffer dog, he hasn’t been able to sleep alone. His newest mission takes him well out of his comfort zone: he’s teamed up with a search-and-rescue mutt named Castiel (who, presumably, still has the vet’s thermometer stuck up his ass). But Dean was never built for snowy mountains – and only by snuggling up tight will he and Castiel share enough heat to make it through the night. Except, once Dean is home safe, he finds himself pining for his canine friend…
everyone secretly wanted a Dean/Cas dog AU, right?? where Team Free Will are all dogs???? because it exists, it’s 20.4k, it’s called Stumble and Fall, and includes snoots, snow, mutual pining, and snuggles. (Dean’s bowlegs are a PLOT POINT)
includes such topics as: Dean’s bowlegs, cuddling for warmth, and pining !!
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(below: a lil preview extract~)
– “I’m comin’, buddy,” Dean called. “Hang in there. Hang on.”
Dig dig dig dig dig.
Dig dig.
Deeper. Deeper. Snow kept caving into the space Dean had already dug, and it came in glops and flumps, landing on Dean’s face and the space below his fast-moving paws. He dug with both feet together, then alternated, then stuck his entire face in and bit.
Castiel yelped.
“Gotcha,” Dean grinned. He pulled Castiel by the paw until the paw kicked him. Then Dean turned his attention to digging around, shoving snowpiles away, nosing about to find Castiel’s shape.
At last, he found a sodden black hip, and all the brindled speckles in his fur. Castiel gave an assuring wriggle, and Dean helped him lift his head. Up he rose, snowflakes spilling from him until he blinked the last ones away.
“Finder’s keepers,” Dean panted, giving Castiel’s icy nose a good ‘ol lick. Castiel sneezed. He quickly came alive again, alarmed by the bright light and the warmth of the sun. His tail gave a feeble wag, and Dean wagged his own, glad to see Cas was responsive.
“Anything broken?” Dean asked.
Castiel got to his feet, giving himself a hefty shake-down. He’d lost his coat, and was shivering terribly, but he answered, “I’m okay. I’m… okay.”
“Now who’s the search-and-rescue dog,” Dean said proudly. “Never seen snow before today and I still figured out how to find you and dig you out.”
“Hmh,” Castiel said, blinking tiredly. He was all droopy and wet and exhausted.
uh. okay. so i was gonna post a fic in about 10-12 hours, but ao3 is having a scheduled upgrade then and won’t be available (3 hours starting 11pm UTC November 17th). so either i post the fic late when everyone’s gone to bed, or save it one more day
the latter sounds more sensible
welp!!! i hope you guys like reading on saturdays !!!
this is a preview of what’s coming:
some Destiel doggos c:
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i dunno if subscribing on ao3 will 100% guarantee you a notification these days (double-check your spam folder if you’re missing emails), but i’m pretty sure if you follow me on patreon (patreon.com/almaasi, you don’t have to pledge) then when i upload a free post announcing the fic there, you’ll get an email. ♥
check out my other 73 works in the meantime!!! (much Destiel, very fluff)
if you want to read a 10k fic in which Dean takes a potion and now won’t quit acting like a dog, and Cas has to look after his buddy until he can pull him out of his puppy headspace (featuring very cuddly aftercare), here’s the magic button. ♥
I’m gonna post a 10k Dean-took-a-potion-and-now-he’s-acting-like-a-puppy fic in about 12 hours, so if you’re into reading about a playful naked Dean and a whole ton of aftercare à la his gentle angel friend, you’ll know where to look. ♥