Title: Be Tender With Me Now
Author: igotout
Artist: anjika-flan
Rating: Explicit
Length: 47,000
Pairings: Dean/Cas, Sam/Bela, Cas/Other
Warnings: Pining, Alcoholism, mild homophobic language, self-esteem issues, emotional cheating.Summary: It had been so long since Cas had left for Grad School. Dean had missed him, painfully so, in the eight years between then and now, although he never acknowledged that that was the root of the aching hole in his life.
Sam tells him that Castiel is coming back and Dean doesn’t quite know what to do. Cas had made it clear that he didn’t feel the same as Dean, that he would never—. Dean couldn’t let himself think about that or he just might lose it. He likes to think he’s done okay for himself, working two part time jobs while permanently single, living at home with his increasingly alcoholic father.
But then he hears about Cas. How Cas has a doctorate, and a nice house on the good side of town. A long-term partner.
Dean can’t seem to reconcile the idea of the Cas from before, with the Cas in front of him. It’s complicated by the fact that John is a suspect in the kidnapping of a teenage girl, and Castiel’s partner is a journalist covering the story.
Dean will struggle through it, he supposes. He always does.
Tag: DCBB 2017
Title: Giving in Is Half the Battle
Author: Halzbarry
Artist: SillyBlue (Diminuel)
Rating: Explicit
Length: 54,853 words
Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel
Warnings: Omega Cas, Alpha Dean, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Office AU, Friends with Benefits, Pining, Dean and Cas in suits, Independent Cas, Dean wants a mate, Office Sex, Stubborn CasSummary: Dean likes to think he had it all; a good job, good money, kickass friends, and hell, no shortage of men and women in his bed. He’s an alpha living the dream. The one thing he didn’t have was a mate.
Castiel prides himself on being a pinnacle of the modern omega. He works hard and he sleeps with whoever he wants, society’s rules be damned. He spent a long time telling himself he didn’t need a mate to take care of him nor did he find himself wanting one anyways. Then Dean Winchester happened. Suddenly, being content with just sex is becoming a harder lie to tell himself, especially as Dean makes it clear he wants more.
What started as a simple hook-up after the annual Sandover Christmas party last year has turned into a loosely agreed upon friends with benefits arrangement; Minus the friends part. Dean knows they’re compatible enough to be mates, but Cas just can’t seem to be convinced.
Wow I can’t believe it’s here! This is the fic I’ve spent months on and I’m so glad to share this with you all! Big thanks to @casloveshisfreckles and @fanforfanatic for reading this and telling me when I am talking too much haha! Thank you to the DCBB Mods for running this challenge and thank you, thank you to @diminuel for the amazing art! This fic is possible because of all you do and I hope everyone enjoys it!
Also thank you all HDPs who motivated me to write this fic and keep going when I wanted to stop and keep napping!
Title: Giving in Is Half the Battle
Author: Halzbarry
Artist: SillyBlue (Diminuel)
Rating: Explicit
Length: 54,853 words
Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel
Warnings: Omega Cas, Alpha Dean, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Office AU, Friends with Benefits, Pining, Dean and Cas in suits, Independent Cas, Dean wants a mate, Office Sex, Stubborn CasSummary: Dean likes to think he had it all; a good job, good money, kickass friends, and hell, no shortage of men and women in his bed. He’s an alpha living the dream. The one thing he didn’t have was a mate.
Castiel prides himself on being a pinnacle of the modern omega. He works hard and he sleeps with whoever he wants, society’s rules be damned. He spent a long time telling himself he didn’t need a mate to take care of him nor did he find himself wanting one anyways. Then Dean Winchester happened. Suddenly, being content with just sex is becoming a harder lie to tell himself, especially as Dean makes it clear he wants more.
What started as a simple hook-up after the annual Sandover Christmas party last year has turned into a loosely agreed upon friends with benefits arrangement; Minus the friends part. Dean knows they’re compatible enough to be mates, but Cas just can’t seem to be convinced.
Wow I can’t believe it’s here! This is the fic I’ve spent months on and I’m so glad to share this with you all! Big thanks to @casloveshisfreckles and @fanforfanatic for reading this and telling me when I am talking too much haha! Thank you to the DCBB Mods for running this challenge and thank you, thank you to @diminuel for the amazing art! This fic is possible because of all you do and I hope everyone enjoys it!
Also thank you all HDPs who motivated me to write this fic and keep going when I wanted to stop and keep napping!
DCBB illustrations for:
Giving in Is Half the Battle by Halzbarry
Dean likes to think he had it all; a good job, good money, kickass friends, and hell, no shortage of men and women in his bed. He’s an alpha living the dream. The one thing he didn’t have was a mate.
Castiel prides himself on being a pinnacle of the modern omega. He works hard and he sleeps with whoever he wants, society’s rules be damned. He spent a long time telling himself he didn’t need a mate to take care of him nor did he find himself wanting one anyways. Then Dean Winchester happened. Suddenly, being content with just sex is becoming a harder lie to tell himself, especially as Dean makes it clear he wants more.
What started as a simple hook-up after the annual Sandover Christmas party last year has turned into a loosely agreed upon friends with benefits arrangement; Minus the friends part. Dean knows they’re compatible enough to be mates, but Cas just can’t seem to be convinced.
I can’t believe the day is here but I finally posted my DCBB! Everyone please stare in awe at Steffi’s art! It’s amazing and I can’t thank her enough for making this for my fic! She’s the best and I hope you all enjoy her art and my fic!!
Title: You’re the Worst
Author: @fanforfanatic
Artist: @sevenspirals
Rating: E
Length: 45k
Pairings: Dean/Cas
Warnings: noneSummary:
After Gabriel Milton, co-owner of Word Mil Publishing, goes into early retirement, Dean becomes Castiel Novak’s new editor. The author is brilliant, immensely talented and a grade-A asshole. But what he’s best at is getting under Dean’s skin, and into Dean’s pants. It’s why their professional relationship warps into something sexual Dean enjoys more than he knows he should.
When it seems less and less likely that Cas will ever put effort into his next manuscript, Dean strikes a deal that forces them to reveal more of themselves.
Dean has a pure love for storytelling. Castiel likes making fun of his readers. Dean believes in hard work. Castiel believes in instant gratification. Maybe they could try to meet in the middle, but for now, when Cas asks him to drop to his knees, Dean does.
This fic!! This fic is by a great friend of mine! It’s so good! The NSFW is written so well and the personalities of both Dean and Cas are so infuriatingly good you just sit here and wanna re-read it all over! Give this DCBB a read and you won’t regret it!!
Title: Closing Time
Author: @casloveshisfreckles
Artist: @keylimedean
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Dean/Cas
Warnings/Tags: Brewer!Dean, Professor!Cas, Dean has tattoos and a beard, College Roommates to Lovers, Sam ships it, Music is their love language, Be prepared to hate Aaron, Ellen and Bobby raised the Winchesters, College baseball player Dean, Public declarations of loveSummary: Dean Winchester’s college years felt like the greatest of his life: School came easy, he was the starting first baseman for the KU Jayhawks and he was in love with the smartest, nerdiest, hottest guy in school, who also happened to be his roommate. They were the definition of Relationship Goals. Until they weren’t. Until Cas left.
If you asked Castiel Novak why he was back in Lawrence after 10 years, he’d tell you it was because of a great job opportunity. If you knew Castiel, you’d know it was because of Dean Winchester. But Dean had moved on, successfully running his bar, brewing his own beer, tattooed and still the most gorgeous man Castiel had ever laid eyes on. Oh and? He was taken.
Dean wants to, but forgiving Cas isn’t easy, and finding their way back to each other after all this time is like searching for a hand in the dark. Sometimes, ten years is ten years too late.
It was such a pleasure working with and illustrating this lovely fic from @casloveshisfreckles for this year’s DCBB (my first!) 💖 Please check out this fantastic read and send her some love and major kudos!!!
Look at this amazing art!! This is the art for my goodest or friends @casloveshisfreckles The fic is amazing and the art by her amazing artist is just as great!!! Give this fic a read and I️ promise you will love every second of it!!!!!
Title: Between the Folds of Submission
Author: destimushi
Artist: purzelndesbaeumchen
Rating: E (Explicit)
Length: 45,273
Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel Novak
Warnings: serial killer case, D/S biology, Dominant Dean, Submissive Cas, suspense, kidnapping, subspace, hand-feeding, spanking, facialSummary: Castiel Novak, the city’s only Submissive homicide detective, balances navigating a career believed to be a Dominant’s domain and keeping his physical needs in check. When another team drops the ball and a series of gruesome murders lands in Castiel’s lap, it’s simply another day on the job.
Only this isn’t like any case Castiel has ever worked. Collecting clues and running leads gets him nowhere, until the day he receives a phone call from Dean Winchester, Editor-in-Chief of the popular magazine Cruisin’ Classics. It’s a phone call that has the power to blow the case wide open.
Castiel races against the clock as the killer ups the ante, but Dean—rich, drop-dead gorgeous, and a famously unconventional Dominant to boot—proves to be a distraction he can’t afford. As the danger grows, Castiel finds himself torn between upholding his beliefs and giving in to his desires. Can he resist his urges long enough to find the killer, or will his biology consume him?
YOU ALL NEED TO CHECK THIS FIC OUT! THE writer is amazing and a friend of mine and serious this is one that will keep you on the edge of your seat the whole way through!
Title: Moonshadow
Author: beecoveredcas
Artist: usarechan
Rating: Explicit
Pairings:Dean/Cas
Warnings/Tags: Violence, death, happy ending, alternate universes, soldiers Dean and Cas, It’s a Terrible Life ‘verse, children Dean and Cas, demon!Dean, leviathan!Cas, happy ending, fluff and smut
Posting Date: 11/23/2017Summary: It was supposed to be an easy case.
Gross, but easy–they were just hunting a witch, after all.
It turns out to be anything but. Thanks to the witch trying to teach Dean a lesson, a straightforward hunt turns into a trip through torturous realities, where Dean gets a taste of what he won’t admit he wants most–Cas. No matter what he does, Dean is trapped in a loop of losing his angel–his friend–each ending crueler than the last. Dean waits for the nightmare to end, but the witch seems to enjoy watching him fall apart over and over.
Maybe there’s no waking up from this.
– – –
She’s waiting for him in the parking garage. As soon as he rounds the corner to his car and sees that stupid red and white gingham, (a dress this time, with a blazer, she thinks she’s clever) he hurls his briefcase to the floor.
“You fucking bitch!” he shouts, voice echoing; there’s no one else down there, just him and the woman who put him in this universe in the first place. “I’ve learned my lesson, okay? Point made, problem solved, now put me back.” She laughs, turning to face him.
“You think it’s so easy?” she says. “Oh, no. No, just because you get all weepy, doesn’t mean you get to go home.”
“Why are you doing this?” Dean demands. “What, daddy not hug you enough as a kid? Is that it? Somebody break your heart, too?”
Too.
“If you try and stir up trouble,” she says, instead of answering, “like you did yesterday, with Cas, I will make things much, much worse for you. Just play your part like a good little boy and we won’t have any problems.” Dean glares at her.
“Oh, we’ve already got problems, lady,” he grinds out, storming over to her, but as soon as she’s in swinging distance he’s got another face full of that goddamn powder and it’s back to sleep for him.
~~~
“…Did it take long to find me? I asked the faithful light.” The voice hovers through the beaded curtain Dean wakes up across from, in a little house surrounded what looks like a forest. “Did it take long to find me? And are you gonna stay the night?” It’s gravel-low and coarse, but sweet and soothing; Dean would know it anywhere.
“Cas,” he says from the bed he’s lying on, nothing more than a mattress on a floor. The singing pauses, and Cas pokes a shaggy-haired head around the corner.
“Hey, goodlookin’,” he grins. “Have you been enjoying the music?” Dean sits up, his head thudding.
“Yeah,” he agrees, grudgingly following the witch’s advice. “What’cha doin’?”
“Cooking,” Cas says from the next room. “Toast and powdered eggs. Breakfast of champions.”
Dean stands, meanders in to join him. Cas is wearing light-looking, loose, yellow pants and a Wham! t-shirt Dean recognises as his, his dark beard thick and unkempt; he walks over to him, sets a hand on his chest, kisses Dean chastely on the lips.
Title: You’re the Worst
Author: fanforfanatic
Artist: sevenspirals
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Dean/Cas
Warnings/Tags: asshole!cas, nature and art lover Cas, hardworker!dean, book lover Dean, D/s undertones, recreational use of drugs, high!sex, a lot of not high sex too, Cas paints and draws Dean, Dean is lonely.
Posting Date: 11/16/2017Summary: After Gabriel Milton, co-owner of Word Mil Publishing, goes into early retirement, Dean becomes Castiel Novak’s new editor. The author is brilliant, immensely talented and a grade-A asshole. But what he’s best at is getting under Dean’s skin, and into Dean’s pants. It’s why their professional relationship warps into something sexual Dean enjoys more than he knows he should.
When it seems less and less likely that Cas will ever put effort into his next manuscript, Dean strikes a deal that forces them to reveal more of themselves.
Dean has a pure love for storytelling. Castiel likes making fun of his readers. Dean believes in hard work. Castiel believes in instant gratification. Maybe they could try to meet in the middle, but for now, when Cas asks him to drop to his knees, Dean does.
– – –
“What the hell is this?” Dean half shouts (he has given up on full shouting) and slams down a stack of papers held together at the corner by a single metal ring. It joins the rest of the clutter already littering the desk
Cas is leaning back in his large, equally pretentious, wooden rolling chair (the only piece of furniture he did buy) with his head hanging off the back, the long line of his neck on display. He remains that way, unmoving save for the strong hands toying with the drawstring of his open hoodie, not bothering to look at Dean. Not just yet, anyway.
“It’s the first chapter.”
When they first met, Dean might have confused Cas’ tone as matter-of-fact, but he’s spent enough time with the infuriating and brilliant writer that he can detect the patronizing note.
“First chapter of what? This is not what you’re being paid to write. This is not the book you pitched us.”
“It’s not the book my agent pitched,” Cas amends nonchalantly, but it’s not a concession at all.
“Hey!” Dean three-quarter shouts instead of staring at Cas’ fingers tightly coiling and uncoiling string around them with fluid and sure motions that— “Is there something more fascinating happening on the stucco?” He hasn’t been here more than a minute and Cas is already under his skin. The man might have taken up residency there. Aloof, and haughty, and gorgeous. “This,” Dean gestures wildly at the manuscript. “is unacceptable.”
Cas lifts his head languidly, but there is nothing casual about the way he looks at Dean. It’s enough to set him on fire, like some kind of sick Pavlovian effect, and the drag of Cas’ eyes against his skin is the lighting of a match.
“If it’s unacceptable, then it’s unacceptable. Go ahead and drop me.”
Dean takes what is meant to be a stabilising breath, but he doesn’t bank on it working. Not with Cas looking fucking smug like he’s some sort of king in his dumb rolling chair, fully aware that he holds all the cards. All the power over Dean.
“You know I can’t do that,” Dean says on the exhale.
“I know,” Cas says. “I’ve started something new.” He drums his long fingers once, sharply, irritatingly, against a stack of papers that look freshly printed. God forbid Cas use technology to its full benefit, and give Dean an online copy.
“You have new pages about something completely different again.” Dean tosses his hands up. “Of course you do.”
“Come here, Dean,” Cas says and Dean stills, taken off guard and wary. He realises how far away from the desk his pacing has taken him. He’s always safer when there’s distance between him and Cas. Space. Room to breathe. “Come here and bend over these new pages so I can fuck you on them.”
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Title: Closing Time
Author: Casloveshisfreckles
Artist: keylimedean
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Dean/Cas
Warnings/Tags: Brewer!Dean, Professor!Cas, Dean has tattoos and a beard, College Roommates to Lovers, Sam ships it, Music is their love language, Be prepared to hate Aaron, Ellen and Bobby raised the Winchesters, College baseball player Dean, Public declarations of love
Posting Date: 11/9/2017Summary: Dean Winchester’s college years felt like the greatest of his life: School came easy, he was the starting first baseman for the KU Jayhawks and he was in love with the smartest, nerdiest, hottest guy in school, who also happened to be his roommate. They were the definition of Relationship Goals. Until they weren’t. Until Cas left.
If you asked Castiel Novak why he was back in Lawrence after 10 years, he’d tell you it was because of a great job opportunity. If you knew Castiel, you’d know it was because of Dean Winchester. But Dean had moved on, successfully running his bar, brewing his own beer, tattooed and still the most gorgeous man Castiel had ever laid eyes on. Oh and? He was taken.
Dean wants to, but forgiving Cas isn’t easy, and finding their way back to each other after all this time is like searching for a hand in the dark. Sometimes, ten years is ten years too late.
– – –
There it was again, we. Castiel felt sick, thinking of his Dean with this guy. He admonished himself; Dean wasn’t his and hadn’t been for a long time. And now, there was Aaron, comfortable in a place Castiel used to stand, a place that used to feel like home. Castiel was ready to leave.
“You should definitely come back next week. Like I said, we’re revealing the whole line of beers on Friday. Catch our Open Mic night too.” Aaron hadn’t lost his enthusiasm for a minute. It was getting exhausting.
“Yeah, I’ll think about it, thanks. Tell your, uh, boss that the beer is good. Is he here tonight?” Castiel hoped he sounded casual.
“Nah, man. Dean teaches guitar lessons down at the Y on Wednesday nights, but you can come back next Friday and tell him yourself. He’ll be glad to hear it. Plus, if you’re going to be living around here, you should meet him and our wayward family. We’ve got quite a group of regulars around here.”
We we we. Every single we was like a punch to Castiel’s gut. He ached, thinking of all he had lost just within these walls alone. Castiel was a part of that family, long before Aaron. A real family that chose him, not one that was forced to put up with him, one that made sure he knew how much he disappointed them still, despite everything he had given up to try and please them.
Castiel needed to get the fuck out of there.
He dropped a ten on the bar and quickly turned toward the exit. Aaron called out a good night, but he just put his head down and walked faster. He felt like a fool for being upset, for feeling jealous over something he should have seen coming and he clenched his fists to keep them from shaking. Castiel climbed into his truck and started it up, peeling out of the parking lot before he lost it right then and there. He kept it together until he pulled into his new driveway and only then did he fall apart, the tears he was desperately trying to stop streaming down his face.
It was stupid coming back to Lawrence. It was really stupid going to The Roadhouse knowing Dean wasn’t there and spying on his life. Castiel felt like a fool. Dean had moved on, he had Aaron now. He didn’t need Castiel and his fucked up priorities, his callous decision making, and his lifelong track record of selfishness. Dean deserved better than what Castiel could offer.
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