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hold me, please (i don't know what to do) by strawberryotter
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
17 Jul 2024
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There’s a sticky note on the bedside table, telling Dean that Cas has gone to work, that he’ll be back before dinner, and Dean feels his stomach roll. The scent of his alpha is all over the sheets, and it’s strong from being just slept in, but it’s just… it’s wrong. It’s not fresh enough, not right from the source.
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Dean experiences subdrop for only the second time in his life, and he wonders why his mate isn't there to help.
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“My name is Castiel. I’m an Angel of the Lord.”
There’s a beat of silence. And then when Dean can find his voice,
“What the fuck?”
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Cas answers Dean's prayers one night.
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He doesn’t know why he’s so upset, so on edge, just knows that if anything else doesn’t go his way tonight he’s going to start crying and there’s probably nothing he can do to stop it. He slides behind the Impala’s wheel, shuts the door behind him, and wilts a little.
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Dean has an awful day, and Cas takes care of him.
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i was doin' fine without you ('til i saw your face, now i can't erase) by strawberryotter
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
17 Jan 2024
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At 29, Dean meets Castiel. It’s a funny thing. Dean had died, Castiel had journeyed to the depths of hell to get him back, had cradled Dean’s soul in his arms, and when Dean clawed his way out of his grave, there was a new string. Blue.
Over the years, Dean watches it turn red.
Over the years, Dean watches their platonic connection turn romantic. (They don’t talk about it. Don’t talk about the longing, the heartache, the hurt. Not any of it.)
And at 41, he watches the love of his life die. And the string snaps.
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Cas and Dean's soulmate bond had snapped the day he was taken by the Empty. So, why has the red string suddenly reappeared?
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'cause nothing lasts forever anymore (but no one's felt the way i feel before) by strawberryotter
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
23 Nov 2023
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When they pull Cas from the Empty, Dean isn’t sure what to do with himself. Jack had found a way, gone in to bring Dean’s angel home, and now, as Dean paces the floor of the bunker, waiting on a call from Sam, he thinks he might actually throw up.
He tugs at his beard, rakes trembling fingers through shaggy hair, and when his phone rings, he nearly jumps out of his skin. Pulling it out of his pocket and almost dropping it in the process, he picks up.
“Did it work?” His voice doesn’t shake. It doesn’t.
“We’ve got him, Dean. We’ve got him.”
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Cas comes back, and Dean's mourning comes to an end.