[Anon, if you are planning on RPing with anyone in the future, I suggest taking this advice and step back from this passive aggressive behavior, because I can tell you right now if you keep that up, no one is going to want to RP with you. RPing is a hobby. No one is obligated to answer you or RP with you and you have to learn to respect that. Rejection sucks but again this is just a hobby. When you think, why did this person reject me? Well, did you read their rules? Did you respect their space? Did you send them passive aggressive asks? If no one is replying to you after multiple times there’s 100 reason why this might be so don’t jump the gun and say you’re being ignored and if you are then I suggest moving on because apparently they don’t want to interact with you for whatever reason they have. And no they don’t have to explain why. No need to spread further negativity]

Detroit become supernatural

Thank you @gererrin for making me realize how much Connor is similar to first seasons Cass *w*

[Ko-fi]

It was a really nice apartment. A spacey one to looking over the city and river. A far cry from his small living space he shared with Lucy. Castiel shrugged off his coat and placed it neatly over a chair while Dean decided to shed his sweat soaked clothes. The smell still lingered in the air of sweet heat, but Cas did his best to ignore it. He walked around the living room and picked up a framed photos of family. A young blonde woman--she must be Jo--adorned with graduation robes. Dean’s arm was around her shoulders seemingly proud.

 When Mr. Smith walked back in, the corner of his mouth turned up at the site. He had never seen his boss look so…normal. Relaxed. He supposed it was always strange to see anyone’s boss outside of work, doing things like any normal person would do. “You may have had a point that Meg’s birthing could have triggered something. Word has it that two employees were caught making out in the broom closet but those could just be rumors.” He then shrugged off his suit jacket and loosened his tie a little. It was good to see Dean a little less distressed. “Its not a problem. I’m sure you would have done the same for me. Alphas go through ruts you know. I’ve never had one myself as of yet but I heard they could be unpleasant.” Cas looked towards the kitchen and asked. “I’ll get something cooked up for you. Something salty maybe? I know you like to eat healthy, but it’s good to get some fatty foods for this time. I could cook ...ah..do you at least eat fish?” Perhaps he could fry fish with rice.

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The alpha had never been with an omega. Never. Dean could be his first. Dean could be the first Omega to grip that tight knot and never let go. Dean could be the first Omega to get slick all over Cas and lick it off. Dean could be the first to make this Alpha lose control and pin him down and just TAKE because that was what they both wanted, and fuck did Dean want it. He’d wanted Cas the moment the man walked in the door and now here they were, Dean in the throes of an early heat and Dean wasn’t sure he could control himself. 

“Fuck… Fuck Cas,” he groaned. “Fuck, baby Do you have any idea?! Do you KNOW how it would be? I’d be so tight for you. I’d be so good.” He bit at Cas’s jaw. “The second you walked into my office I wanted you, Cas. You smell better than anything I’ve ever smelled in my life and I want you so damn bad…. if you pulled over I would ride your knot so hard…”

Cas felt he may just break the steering wheel at this point. Yes he was hard. He wanted to pop his knot so badly. To fit into that slick hole and take Mr. Smith as his. It’s everything Cas had fought to control for so very long and it was all falling apart in a matter of minutes. How Castiel didn’t steer off the road is beyond him. Dean was plastered to his side smelling of heat and hormones. “Dean…S-sir you don’t realize what you’re saying. I’m your assistant. I’m…you deserve better. I’m inexperienced…” He tried to come up with anything to get Dean to change his mind. Mr. Smith’s home was just a block away, he was almost there he just had to hold on. “I have no doubt you would be, Sir. You….you smell amazing.” He bit his bottom lip drawing blood.

“Inexperienced means I’d be your first and fuck if that isn’t the hottest thing on the planet right now.” Dean laughed and continued to nuzzle. He knew the Alpha could smell him, his knuckles were white on the wheel as he continued to drive. “I like it when you call me ‘Dean’,” he whispered. “And I promise you, Cas, that the heat just loosened my tongue, but I’m quite within my mind. The whole Omegas lose their minds in Heat is really a myth, I mean, we really like a knot and having one is awesome, but we are fully aware of what we’re saying.. and doing. Cas please. You won’t lose your job. You’re not a knot head, I promise. You’re amazing. You’re strong, and chivalrous.”

“What happens when word gets around, and believe me it will, and they question you? Dean you know both our jobs would be at stake. We’ll be breaking policy!” He groaned again, Dean’s breath was hot on his neck causing his cock to twitch in his pants. The Omega was a mess, and all Cas could think about was lapping all of it up and filling Dean up to the brim with seed. “I don’t know what to do. I can’t think. I can barely drive right now.” The Alpha shivered at the nips. It wasn’t to long until they arrived at Mr. Smith’s apartment building. It was such a long way to go however. Damn him for getting the highest view. “I’m—I’m not a conquest Dean. I don’t want to be some Alpha just for someone to get off on..I…I need more than that.”

“Shit… shit yeah, Cas, yeah,” Dean moaned and kissed him once before pulling back. “No y-you’re right. No you’re right. This… this isn’t it. This isn’t the way. You deserve dinner and a movie and dating and you deserve me not to be such an asshole. I’m sorry.” He pulled away which was the hardest thing he’d ever done in his life and he had an MBA from an ivy league school. “I uh… look I can get in alright now. Let me call you an Uber and I’ll see you in a few days, okay? I don’t… I don’t want you not to be my assistant. You’re almost as good as Meg and trust me when I say that’s a huge compliment. Honestly, I hadn’t expected it. I really just expected you to be a pretty ornament for me to look at until Meg got back, but you’re really good, man.” He got out and hugged his jacket to his body. “Cas, your job is completely safe if you still want it. But if you want to take me to HR I won’t deny the charges. What I did.. shit it was bad. Okay? I’m gonna go. I’ll see you in a few days and I’ll have Tony get you a ride. he’s uh.. he’s my doorman.”

“Dean, I would never do that to you.” Cas stared the other straight in the eyes, hands still gripped the steering wheel. Though he really should go, he also know that heats were difficult for an omega. They needed more than just sex. They needed to be cared for. Cas didn’t like to make it out as if Mr. Smith couldn’t take care of himself, but heats got better if they had someone to take care of them. Even if not sexual but mentally. He could cook for Dean. Draw his bath. Make sure he doesn’t over heat. The toys will keep the other from jumping him…possibly. He loosened his hold. The ghost of Dean’s lips is still felt along his face. Almost burning against the skin. “I won’t abandon you. You..you need someone. I mean not sexual..well you do, but I can do other things to be helpful to you while you go through this.” He whispered “Let me park and we’ll go together. You can stay in your room to..ah relieve your frustration and I’ll take care of other things you may need during your heat.”

Castiel gripped the door frame, a small crack slowly formed up the wooded exterior. The assbutt had the nerve to rile him up through most of the day. So many inappropriate prayers at awkward moments. He didn’t want to hear about how Dean wanted a cock up his ass when he smote demons.  The little shit. Out of everything that he saw right now, the honey, was what got to him. How could he say something so sweet while fucking on his fingers is beyond him. Castiel loosened his tie and strut over to the bed. Tossing his coat aside he crawled up and pinned Dean’s hands over his head before he smashed their lips together. 

Dean groaned arching into Cas as his hands were pinned over his head and he was kissed with in an inch of his life. He knew what he’d been doing. For three hours he’d been on the bed, fucking himself with his fingers and stroking his cock while praying to Cas. Every 10 or so minutes he would let the angel know what he was doing, he would let the angel know what he wanted, or how hard he was. He cried out as he came, three times already, but still it wasn’t enough, he wanted Cas inside him giving him that orgasm and he knew he’d be punished for his naughty prayers.

“So how was your day?” He asked, innocently. His legs were spread, pelvis tilted up just a bit to rub his erection against Cas’s cloth covered one. 

The angel growled low in his throat. Dean had been exceptionally naughty to him which was fitting for a punishment. Though he wasn’t sure just how much HE could stand waiting. With those prayers he’s been hard since this morning. Cas held Dean’s wrists hard and gave a good shove against the bed before kissing him again in response. How could a soul so bright and beautiful have such a filthy man. Cas sat up on Dean, keeping on hand down on him to hold his wrist, and undid his tie. HE took the tie and tied them to the head board. “That’s for being bad.” Cas arched his brow and turned his eyes down to his chest. “I’m going to do what I want to you and you’ll take it until I’m ready to fill you.”

Castiel took off his shirt, grabbing Dean’s hips to still him and bit at the skin of his chest and lapped at his nipples.

Castiel gripped the door frame, a small crack slowly formed up the wooded exterior. The assbutt had the nerve to rile him up through most of the day. So many inappropriate prayers at awkward moments. He didn’t want to hear about how Dean wanted a cock up his ass when he smote demons.  The little shit. Out of everything that he saw right now, the honey, was what got to him. How could he say something so sweet while fucking on his fingers is beyond him. Castiel loosened his tie and strut over to the bed. Tossing his coat aside he crawled up and pinned Dean’s hands over his head before he smashed their lips together. 

Famous Last Words

Title: Famous Last Words Pairing: Team Free Will (Dean/Sam/Cas/Gabriel) Rating: Mature Words: 1255 Summary: @sidstoleyourpants asked for wincest with a touch of Destiel and Sabriel where Gabriel strands our boys in the middle of nowhere without clothes. 

Gabriel was a deadman.

Dean wasn’t entirely sure how he was going to do it, but as soon as he caught the weasely little archangel, the man was dead. Holy oil cocktails and angel blades through the chest cavity kind of dead. For at least the millionth time, Dean glared at his brother who seemed not at all concerned with the fact that they were both naked and strolling through some kind of ancient countryside in England or Scotland, or wherever the fuck they were.

“Dude!” He yelled for what had to be the millionth time. “Why are you not more upset about this?”

Sam laughed and shrugged; Dean’s obvious discomfort was hilarious and keeping the younger brother in good spirits, in spite of their situation. The day was beautiful, not too hot not too cold with large clouds floating lazily in the sky. It wasn’t raining for once, and sometimes the sun would peek out and brighten the countryside making everything vividly green. “I’ve been with Gabriel for three years; you really think I’m not used to being naked by now? If he had his way, I’d be naked all the time.”

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Dean grumbled something about early mornings and energetic puppies but the pups were no match for him. He laughed and grabbed the puffs of fur pulling them close for a cuddle. ”alright alright we surrender. Little monsters.” he kissed Lyall’s snout then Tate’s. ”Morning Cas.” he pressed a kiss to his mate’s neck and snuggled in, his hands petting the pups.

“Good morning sweetheart.” Castiel turned fully so he could pet the boys fuzzy heads and sink his fingers into their soft fur. It was always nice when they greeted them, even if they may complain from time to time. He loved to snuggle those fluffy boys and keep extra toasty. “Do our sweet fluffs want to go outside?” Lyall’s tail wags back and forth as he nips and licks his face and chin. “That’s what I thought, however you need breakfast first little fluff.” Cas laid with them a little while longer before getting up to start their day. He gave Dean’s thigh a pat, “Go take a shower. I’ll start on breakfast.”

“Best mate ever!” Dean grinned and pulled Cas into a kiss but the pouncing pups pulled them apart soon enough. He grabbed them and rolled over, rough housing a bit on the bed before letting Cas take thr boys down for breakfast while he showered. 15 minutes later he was in jeans and a T and sitting with his family. “How’re you doing, boys?” Tate jumped around his little tail wagging befoee pouncing on Lyall and rolling on the floor; Dean laughed.

“They remind me so much of you.” Castiel murmured. He was still wearing his pj bottoms and tank top as he made some scrambled eggs and sausage. The coffee pot was alread hot and ready for Dean. “We should take them to visit their cousins. What do you think?” Castiel poured Dean a cup fixed it just the way he liked it before joining him. “Maybe they could hunt for small mice in the backyard. Teach the younger ones how to hunt them?” Lyall growled as he slid across he floor, his little brother was strong and Lyall was just to lazy. He nommed his ears and gave soft grrs.

Tate sat back and gave a howl. Dean snapped his fingers at the puo. “Hey now, not in thr house that noise is loud, kiddo. Yeah Cas I think that’s good. They’re in thr country house this weekend so lots of room to run.” He reached out and pulled Cas into his lap kissing him.

Castiel went willingly, deeping the kiss just a bit before pulling back, however remaining on his warm lap. “You’re going to make me burn breakfast.” He chuckled and planted one more kiss to his nose before getting back up to tend to it. He had a plate of sausage and scrambled eggs for everyone. He wasn’t fancy like Dean, but he still knew the basics. “If you boys behave we’ll stop for ice cream.” He set their plates, allowing the boys to eat on the floor from their own plates and set Dean’s breakfast in front of him. “We should be lucky though, I hear that sometimes Sam has to wear ear plugs in his house” He laughed again, knowing that foxes were particularly loud, they were sweet nontheless.

Dean grumbled something about early mornings and energetic puppies but the pups were no match for him. He laughed and grabbed the puffs of fur pulling them close for a cuddle. ”alright alright we surrender. Little monsters.” he kissed Lyall’s snout then Tate’s. ”Morning Cas.” he pressed a kiss to his mate’s neck and snuggled in, his hands petting the pups.

“Good morning sweetheart.” Castiel turned fully so he could pet the boys fuzzy heads and sink his fingers into their soft fur. It was always nice when they greeted them, even if they may complain from time to time. He loved to snuggle those fluffy boys and keep extra toasty. “Do our sweet fluffs want to go outside?” Lyall’s tail wags back and forth as he nips and licks his face and chin. “That’s what I thought, however you need breakfast first little fluff.” Cas laid with them a little while longer before getting up to start their day. He gave Dean’s thigh a pat, “Go take a shower. I’ll start on breakfast.”

“Best mate ever!” Dean grinned and pulled Cas into a kiss but the pouncing pups pulled them apart soon enough. He grabbed them and rolled over, rough housing a bit on the bed before letting Cas take thr boys down for breakfast while he showered. 15 minutes later he was in jeans and a T and sitting with his family. “How’re you doing, boys?” Tate jumped around his little tail wagging befoee pouncing on Lyall and rolling on the floor; Dean laughed.

“They remind me so much of you.” Castiel murmured. He was still wearing his pj bottoms and tank top as he made some scrambled eggs and sausage. The coffee pot was alread hot and ready for Dean. “We should take them to visit their cousins. What do you think?” Castiel poured Dean a cup fixed it just the way he liked it before joining him. “Maybe they could hunt for small mice in the backyard. Teach the younger ones how to hunt them?” Lyall growled as he slid across he floor, his little brother was strong and Lyall was just to lazy. He nommed his ears and gave soft grrs.

Dean grumbled something about early mornings and energetic puppies but the pups were no match for him. He laughed and grabbed the puffs of fur pulling them close for a cuddle. ”alright alright we surrender. Little monsters.” he kissed Lyall’s snout then Tate’s. ”Morning Cas.” he pressed a kiss to his mate’s neck and snuggled in, his hands petting the pups.

“Good morning sweetheart.” Castiel turned fully so he could pet the boys fuzzy heads and sink his fingers into their soft fur. It was always nice when they greeted them, even if they may complain from time to time. He loved to snuggle those fluffy boys and keep extra toasty. “Do our sweet fluffs want to go outside?” Lyall’s tail wags back and forth as he nips and licks his face and chin. “That’s what I thought, however you need breakfast first little fluff.” Cas laid with them a little while longer before getting up to start their day. He gave Dean’s thigh a pat, “Go take a shower. I’ll start on breakfast.”

This is actually the best intro to a porno that has ever existed

There is no way this is a porno

This is the best porno there has ever been.

The way he says “HEY WHAT THE FUCK” shaped me as a person

Dean:Make love,not war!

Castiel:!?!?!?

Dean Winchester playing around with firearms is probably my new favourite thing to draw