Monday: TV Tropes
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comment_ficGood morning/afternoon/evening, everyone. I'll be your guest host for the week & I'll always try to post as close to 12am PST as I can (though of course there may be times when I fall asleep & post a little late... which is what's happening right now, please forgive me). Our first theme is TV Tropes. Invariably, all forms of entertainment media rely on tried-&-true creative devices to shape their stories, develop their characters, just get their points across, etc, & today we're using those tropes as prompts.
You can visit the TV Tropes site here & pick out any trope(s) you like. Careful, though - people sometimes get lost in that site, it's so vast & so awesome!
Please keep these rules in mind when posting prompts:
Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, hands-on approach
Inception, Arthur/Eames, did I just say that out loud?
CWRPS/Supernatural, Misha/Castiel/Dean, the existence of an identical stranger should probably be a bit more upsetting... though, at the moment, Dean's having a hard time remembering why
Nothing really interesting you today? That's alright, there are plenty of Lonely Prompts out there waiting for love.
Alright, you crazy kids. Have fun!
(theme=tvtropes)
You can visit the TV Tropes site here & pick out any trope(s) you like. Careful, though - people sometimes get lost in that site, it's so vast & so awesome!
Please keep these rules in mind when posting prompts:
- Only three prompts for the same fandom.
- Only five prompts in a row (though if one of your prompts is filled, you can prompt again).
- No spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after the airdate/release.
- Warn for any spoilers for your fic in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text.
Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, hands-on approach
Inception, Arthur/Eames, did I just say that out loud?
CWRPS/Supernatural, Misha/Castiel/Dean, the existence of an identical stranger should probably be a bit more upsetting... though, at the moment, Dean's having a hard time remembering why
Nothing really interesting you today? That's alright, there are plenty of Lonely Prompts out there waiting for love.
Alright, you crazy kids. Have fun!
(theme=tvtropes)
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Date: 2010-09-27 07:52 pm (UTC)Re: Good Vibrations
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Date: 2010-09-27 08:26 pm (UTC)♥
Blow Me, Cas
Date: 2010-09-27 08:27 pm (UTC)He does have to admit, though, this feels really good. A great way to relieve the stress of the impending apocalypse. And as he reaches the abyss, he thinks he must have been crazy to ever think he should set the record straight about sarcasm.
Though in retrospect, he does wish he had taught the angel about the appropriate time and place for this sort of thing.
Because the look of horror on everyone's faces as they had fled the room earlier had almost ruined the moment completely.
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Date: 2010-09-27 08:28 pm (UTC)Re: Blow Me, Cas
Date: 2010-09-27 08:41 pm (UTC)Thank you, bb! ♥♥♥
Re: Good Vibrations
Date: 2010-09-27 08:50 pm (UTC)ILU, BB.
Re: I Miss You So Much It Hurts Sometimes 3/3
Date: 2010-09-27 08:58 pm (UTC)Unf at you are my beloved. Usually I don't get off on Biblical language, but that felt so sincere... I'm all melty. Nnnngh.
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Date: 2010-09-27 09:00 pm (UTC)Re: I Miss You So Much It Hurts Sometimes 3/3
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Date: 2010-09-27 09:07 pm (UTC)ILU2. <3
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Date: 2010-09-27 09:29 pm (UTC)"Guh!" was all Cas had to say to that as Dean moved down to his collar bone, and then around to his neck. At this point, Dean could tell Cas was barely able to continue holding himself up in a sitting position, so he used one arm to support him as he wound himself around to Cas' back. Once there, he placed feather-light kisses on the back of Castiel's neck, moving down slowly to his shoulder blades. Dean nearly hesitated, but maintained his surety for Cas' sake. He kissed down the left shoulder blade first as Castiel gasped, his breath stuttering. Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel's body before moving on to the next shoulder blade. Castiel was sobbing now, gasping for breath and grieving his loss. Dean finished his ministrations before pulling Cas down with him on the bed and wrapping himself around his angel and holding tight.
Then Dean leaned in and kissed Castiel's forehead, a benediction from a selfish, sinful man. And finally, he took Castel's lips in his own, an apology that Dean knows will never be enough, but that Castiel will insist is not necessary.
Dean held Cas through that night, and made a promise for every night thereafter.
It's only then that Castiel's cries fade and he is able to sleep, safe in his lover's arms.
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Date: 2010-09-27 09:39 pm (UTC)The next time, Dean’s bleeding and he’s almost positive his ribs are broken and holy shit he’s still alive. He’s on the receiving end this time, Castiel clutching his face between warm palms and his lips brush against Dean’s forehead. It’s weird, but not bad, and if it wasn’t for Castiel proceeding to reprimand him for his carelessness Dean might even have kind of liked it.
It gets kind of hard to count from there. Dean’s so used to brushing his lips up against Castiel’s shoulder or neck before he falls asleep now, it feels weird when the angel isn’t there for him to do it. Isn’t there, or on the other side of the room fuming because Dean’s an idiot and keep his mouth shut or doesn’t believe the search for God is any good or that – actually, it doesn’t matter. Just about everything Dean does seems to set Castiel off these days and the tension is almost palpable.
Sam tells Dean he needs to hurry the fuck up and kiss Castiel already. Dean hits him. Lately Sam’s taken to saying Dean’s in love with Castiel. Which isn’t true. Because – because it’s not. Dean doesn’t need a good reason, he just isn’t. And even if he was – which he isn’t – it’s not like it’d be any of Sam’s business. Or something. It doesn’t matter, because Dean isn’t.
Dean thinks about it sometimes. The being in love with Castiel thing. It’s how they end up in the situation they’re in now. It started off simply enough, Dean brushing his lips against Castiel’s shoulder but then Castiel had to go and roll over – something was said about fate and the end of the world and Dean explaining eleventh hour reprieves and how they sure as hell could use one – and somehow during their whispered conversations Dean’s lips ended up on Castiel’s neck.
Which, of course, lead to Dean’s lips being other places like Castiel’s jaw and chest, around nipples and across the soft skin of his stomach. He kisses every inch of skin he uncovers, tasting and savoring, because this is Castiel. This is Castiel and Dean’s known since he met the guy that they were going to come to this. He doesn’t know how and he doesn’t care because this is what matters.
The world could end tomorrow and Dean doesn’t care because he finally knows what it’s like to feel Castiel trembling beneath him, around him, clutching and crying Dean’s name. The sounds coming from Castiel’s pretty lips are amazing – mewls and whines, English and Enochian and a million languages Dean doesn’t recognize between moans and gasps and – and Dean’s never kissed them. The lips that are making these sounds, the ones that are melting Dean from the inside.
So he does it. He brushes their lips together in a bruising kiss, and it’s enough to set Castiel off. He’s shuddering his release, crying Dean’s name, and he attacks Dean’s neck and jaw with his own lips. It’s strange, but not bad, but Dean tumbles into oblivion not long after Castiel.
Panting heavily, they lay on their sides, facing each other. There’s no talk about anything for the longest time; not the end of the world or how Sam was going to react. It’s just the two of them breathing in each other’s space, pressing gentle kisses against cheeks and shoulders.
“I was wondering if you would ever do that,” Castiel says eventually, his voice a low murmur. He presses a finger against Dean’s lip and smiles faintly.
Dean kisses Castiel’s fingertip before brushing it away. It’s been a long day, he’s tired and sore and spent, and he’s probably going to have to rethink this not being in love with Castiel thing, but it could wait a few more hours. Sighing heavily, Dean closes his eyes and leans forward. “Shut up, Cas,” he mutters, before pressing his lips against the angel’s.
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Date: 2010-09-27 09:41 pm (UTC)Ooooh I love this trope so much, thank you for the fic, it's damn hot... with the up against the wall & the grappling &... >:)
Thank you again. \o/