okay the whole deancas aesthetic of desperately fucking each other is really good and so is the intense thing they have going on where they move slow and look into each other’s eyes and all that jazz but like here me out:
what about all those times they’re just utter dorks?
- when they go on a ‘date’ in the middle of a hunt and are so drunk and clumsy when they make it back to the motel that dean ends up rolling off the bed and then has to take three showers because the germs cas jesus christ while cas just giggles until he can’t breathe
- when sam says he’s going into town for something and’ll be back by three, which gives them two hours of uninterrupted alone time and cas hurts his back against the library bookshelves: this was much less romantic than it looked in that movie. yeah, c’mon, I’ll get you an ice pack
- when they have the giggles and literally just can’t get through one sex act without uncontrollably laughing
- when they keep their socks on but don’t notice until after the fact because they literally just forgot about them. dean looks down, snorts, and goes dude
- when cas decides he wants to try food play and so like covers the floor in blankets and a plastic sheet because this way, clean up will be fast, but every time he smears cherry pie filling across dean’s body dean can’t keep it together. also he pretends to die. dramatically. ahhh noooo please castiel, not my perfectly freckled left ass cheek! argh, goodbye cruel world! cas is not impressed
- when they actually try food play and cas’s pubes get sticky and gross. the upside is that dean helps him (finally) trim all the gunky parts off. still, cas is not impressed
- when they decide to give bondage a try and cas literally breaks the headboard. holy shit batman. dean is the only one to be tied up from there on out
- when dean convinces cas to try roleplaying and manages to get him in ass-less chaps and a cowboy hat, but while he rides a half-clothed castiel all he can do say: yeehaw, ride ‘em cowboy, and make cowboy-related jokes. which cas laughs at.
- when they decide to try other positions and end up falling all over each other: wait, put your arm– cas, babe, that is not where that goes– dean, here, wrap your leg around—dean sprains his shoulder. they throw the joy of (gay) sex in the nearest trash can
- when they decide to try other positions—this time, I got a winner for us, babe—but it’s… kind of boring? are you into this? not really, are you? no so they flip over and cas drills into dean hard. there, now i can look you in the eye while I fuck you. okay cas.
- just: dean and cas being Dorks™ in bed
Tag: YES PLEASE
I’m always a slut for Martha Jones/Dean Winchester
i wish we got more stuff like this with j2m together. i enjoy their dynamic a lot. give us panels, give us interviews, give us livestreams, give us photoshoots. i want to see them goofing around with each other and bantering and just genuinely enjoying each others’ company.
NEEDED: Generic Father Figure for Backyard BBQ
4.5k words based on this Craigslist ad
Fourth of July fic featuring a 20-year age difference, shotgunning, chubby dad Dean, lots of weed and my actual dad Gary
To interested individuals,
We will be throwing a backyard barbeque on July 1 with a group of about 15 men and women between the ages of 21 and 25. While most of us know how to operate a grill, none of us are willing to fulfill the role of “BBQ dad.” That being said, we are in need of a generic father figure between 4 p.m. and 8 p.m. We’ll be partying well into the night, shooting off illegal fireworks, making out with each other, etc., so you’re welcome to stay and hang out all night or leave once the grilling duties are complete.
Duties include:
-Grilling hamburgers and hotdogs (while drinking beer)
-Refer to all male attendees as “big guy,” “chief,” “champ,” and all female attendees by their first names because we’re not weird
-Talk about dad things like lawnmowers, building your own deck, Jimmy Buffet, etc. Funny anecdotes are highly encouraged. All while drinking beer.
Desired experience:
-Minimum 18 years as a dad
-Minimum of 10 years grilling experience
-An appreciation of a nice, cold beer on a summer day
We can’t pay you in money, BUT we can give you all the food and cold beer your heart desires. Grill for a few hours, then sit back and crack open a few cold ones with the boys.
THIS IS A REAL AD. Do not hesitate to call if you are interested. Preference will be given to applicants named Bill, Dave or Gary.