What’s the sadism/masochism one???

That one is a part of my Peacemaker ‘verse! (Poly Serial Killers) 

It will have to be re-worked before I actually post it because I changed details but it’s essentially PWP and Cas retaliating against Dean for the events of What You’re Good For (wherein Dean humiliates Jimmy). Cas gags Dean, canes him, and might choke him (I haven’t decided yet), so generally not good BDSM. 

It’s a very… not good ‘verse lol. 

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I had a Mafia AU idea today while I was driving to the movies.  Driving, man.  Always puts new ideas in my head.

Cain is the head of a big crime organization and Dean is his kept boy.  And everyone is scared shitless of Cain, but Dean adores him.  Not just because Cain found him at his lowest point in life and gave him everything he could ever want, but because Cain truly treats him well, and Dean loves him.  And Cain loves Dean too, which is why he’s in constant danger.  So Cain hires Castiel, who is known as one of the most ruthless assassins in Cain’s organization, as Dean’s bodyguard.  

Castiel is mostly silent, and completely professional.  Dean is always teasing him, trying to get him to crack a smile, or loosen up.  But he never does.  Dean likes him anyway.  H tells people Castiel is his friend, which no one believes because who the fuck would want to be friends with such a terrifying psychopath.

All that danger comes to a head when someone lower on the power rung within Cain’s organization decides they want to take over for themselves.  Cain is killed, and the new leader wants to destroy anyone who was loyal to him, including Dean.  

But Dean isn’t the spoiled and useless sex toy everyone thinks he is.  He grew up on the streets, a scrappy little fucker.  And he doesn’t spend all his time lounging around eating bon bons and waiting for Cain to fuck him as most people believe.  He’s been training with Castiel and honing his fighting skills.  And it’s the only thing that keeps him alive.  Because the assassins came for Cain while he was in bed with Dean, and Dean manages to escape.

In the chaos Castiel snatches him, and helps him get out of the building, and they have to be on the run.  Dean wants to know why Castiel is helping him, since the other contracted killers working for Cain all turned on him.  But Castiel’s loyalty isn’t bought, it’s earned, and Dean is His Charge™.

Anywho, Castiel is there to protect Dean and to comfort him as he mourns Cain.  He helps Dean go into hiding, and they decide to settle down as a fake married couple (hell yeah, I fit fake relationship into this story, duh lol).  They move close to Sam who has been kept secret from everyone as part of Cain’s contract with Dean, so he’s safe but Dean wants to keep an eye on him just in case.  And they basically have to learn to live like a normal suburban gay couple, something neither of them have any experience with.  Castiel has been in the mafia his whole life, and started killing when he hit puberty.  Dean was a homeless orphan who supported himself and Sammy by stealing and hooking.  And neither one of them knows how to play house.

Domestic hijinks ensue including nearly burning the house twice as they try to learn how to cook, Dean stopping Castiel from pulling a gun every time their nosy neighbor tries to talk to him over the hedge, having to bury the body of a hitman in their back yard and telling the neighbors they’re digging up a plot to plant a garden, actually trying to plant a garden, barbecue parties, adopting a puppy, and oh yeah, falling in love along the way despite the fact that Castiel is weird about emotions and Dean’s heart is still on the mend.

Every time another hitman finds them, they manage to protect themselves, but the mafia dude who took over from Cain decides to send a large force.  Which turns into a huge pile of bodies in their backyard, and finally Dean’s like siiiiigh, maybe we should go to the FBI and spill our guts.

So they do, and they end up bringing down what’s left of Cain’s legacy.  And then with their shiny new immunity granted by the government, they live happily ever after.

The veggies from their garden are SPECTACULAR.

@rosemoonweaver 😁

omfg I love every bit of this. 

Okay so the fic I’ve been looking for was a case fic but it started with cas and dean wrestling in the bunker and things get sexy but they get interrupted and then dean panics and starts avoiding cas as they head on their case. I think they’re hunting rugarus? Dean gets concussed and babbles to sam and cas about avoiding cas and sorta realizes how ridiculous hes been and when they get back to the bunker they finally bang it out and Cas is a huge tease because Dean’s been a baby for weeks now lol

destieldrabblesdaily:

Ahh, okay, I don’t know the fic, but you’re very specific so one of my followers might recognize this. 😀

Can anyone help this anon out? If so, please leave a reply on this post!

I could be wrong but I think it’s Put Up Your Dukes By saltyfeathers.

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for @ltleflrt​ for this post. I couldn’t get this little snippet of spiritual!Dean meeting businessman!Cas out of my head xxx

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The Capricorns must be particularly horny this week, Dean thinks as he restocks the balsa wood & sweet orange candles. (For the third time that week.) And who can blame them? A Mars retrograde takes its due wherever it pleases.

He takes a cheeky sniff and hums to himself, suddenly awash with images of a plush warm rug in front of a crackling fire, and two glasses of something dark nearby.

Well, maybe the Capricorns and the Aquariuses are having a little trouble with their libido this month.

He recaps the candle and finishes restocking, but at the final set he finds that there’s no room on the shelf for the last candle in his basket. He turns the spare in his hand. It’s the lavender & peach one that he favours for stressed and overworked customers. 

“What are you doing?” he asks it, idly rubbing the label. Usually the universe gives him a spare candle only when he’s most in need of it, but he couldn’t be further from stressed. His henna is fresh, he’s had his own music playing in the back office all week, and (apart from a few wayward dreams about strong sexy strangers) he’s never had more regular sleep in his life.

But the universe always knows best.

Someone coughs and he had been so distracted he hadn’t even noticed anyone come in, so when he looks up he’s totally unprepared for Mr. Tall Dark And Handsome looking back at him. Eyes so blue Dean’s a heartbeat away from throwing out his crystals and watching the moon through them instead.

He blinks mechanically and takes maybe a moment too long to smile, but it’s a moment he uses to take in the rest of Mr. TD&H, from the polished shine of his shoes to the cluttered hunch of his shoulders beneath the stiffest suit Dean has ever seen.

“Hi,” Dean says, pulling the lighter from his back pocket and clicking it over the candle. “You must be my delivery from the universe.”

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