sub!dean

In which Dean Winchester gets an unsolicited dick pic from an unknown sender which is both totally not disappointing in that it's a really nice dick pic, and incredibly disappointing in that it's clearly a downloaded picture of his favorite porn star. There's absolutely no way it's actually this porn star sending it to him, right? Right?

Dean is a novice in the dom/sub world asked by his employer as a desperate last resort to be a sub for his recluse of a brother, Castiel. Castiel is a diagnosed OCD suffering from PTSD and agoraphobia, mysophobia, and dystychiphobia. Needless to say—he’s a mess who hasn’t stepped out of his home in literally seven years. The only times Gabriel can see traces of the way his brother used to be is when he feels in control—specifically when he has control over a sub. However, due to his idiosyncrasies and paranoia, keeping a sub around has been impossible. Enter Dean, who’s not a very traditional submissive, to try his hand at subbing for the hermit.

A smutty drabble collection. Ships and tags in individual chapter notes.

So this is how it goes. Best day of Dean Winchester’s life. Loses his job, finds out he’s been cheated on, gets dumped, all in the course of one fucked up Thursday. Drinking himself into oblivion is the natural response, right? A chance encounter in a dingy dive bar gives Dean a new friend who sees his problems and likes him anyway. Now, as Dean struggles to pick up the pieces of his life, Castiel just might help him put them back together in a way he never expected.

When Seraphim Commander Castiel raided an underworld demon slave trade ring, he didn't expect to find a small six-year-old demon child with his wings clipped. The abused child clung to the Angel, smelling of cherry pie and the stink of sulfur. Castiel was a warrior, hardened by battle and wholly dedicated to his mission. He didn't have a child sized place in his life. The moment Dean saw the white avenging angel cutting through the mean demons, he knew he wanted to be close to him forever. He’ll find a way to live with the angel, even if he has to wait a while, and then he can get what he wants from the angel. After all, he didn’t learn all those tricks for nothing. Of course, there’s something he needs from the angel first... Castiel wants but won’t let himself act. Dean wants but fears rejection. Who’ll make the first move?

"I had to draw all them perfectly," Cas insists, and Dean suddenly can't get rid of the image of Cas, clutching on to a Crayola washable marker, jamming it into his skin forcefully like a little kid mashes his markers on the paper in a vehement attempt to make the color deeper. "And now you're insulted 'cause I don't appreciate 'em?" Dean asks, bewildered. "No," Cas lies petulantly. "Huh." The stubborn child version of Cas Dean has painted in his mind is now clutching his paper possessively, shielding it from scrutiny. They drive in silence for a while. "Thank you for making my freckles," Dean grouses finally, knowing that it's the only way Cas will forgive him. ((((OR, IN WHICH CAS LIKES DEAN AND HIS FRECKLES, AND DEAN IS STUBBORNLY HETEROSEXUAL))))

Then: when Gabriel left heaven, he took Castiel along with him. That's why when, centuries later, Dean Winchester goes hunting a trickster while his brother is at Stanford, he meets Castiel instead. And no matter how much Gabriel warns him off, Castiel wants this beautiful little hunter as his own, even if it's only for a few nights. Now: Dean is devastated by Sam's death at the hands of Jake Talley. On his way to sell his soul to revive Sam, Dean prays for the first time in years. His prayer is answered by someone he hasn't seen in over three years: someone who turns out to be an angel, someone who vows to care for him, someone who wants Dean as a mate. The angel Castiel.

The club is Dante's, the room is the Cage, and Dean is only there because he hates himself. He's buzzdrunk from the shots he had at the upstairs bar, and dizzy from the heat. Ugly music thumps his bones, the juddering bassline overlaid with exactly the sort of discordant techno-trash he otherwise wouldn't stomach in a fit. The Cage smells of sweat, sex and spilled beer, the tight space full of half- and near-naked bodies gyrating against each other and – shit, is that guy actually naked? He is, and the two men sandwiching him on the dancefloor look pretty pleased about it. Dean, in his jeans and tee, is practically overdressed, and as he stands there, equal parts aroused and ashamed, he has a brief moment of clarity. Get out. Go home. Stop punishing yourself. Almost, he does. But through the din and crush, he suddenly feels eyes on him, and when he finds their owner, he remembers why he came.

Dean has been given detention hundreds of times, but never by Mr Novak. He's about to find out why Mr Novak's classes are always very well behaved...

“I need you to find me a Dom.”Cas nearly choked on his pizza. “Excuse me?” Dean wants to see what the world of kinky sex is like so he turns to his best friend and roommate, Castiel Novak, who just so happens to be a Dom at a local BDSM club. Cas is happy to help Dean enter this new world, but when Dean has a bad experience with the Dom he’s paired with at the club, Cas takes it upon himself to show Dean the tricks of the trade. You know, as any good friend would do.

Dean has reoccurring dreams of the angel that he calls his best friend.

Dean and Lucifer are roommates in college, and Dean decides to peek at Lucifer's laptop

Basically Dean wears lingerie for Cas and then lots of smut.

Dean is convinced by an annoying coworker to become a member of an extremely exclusive night club, so as a new comer there are a few rules. Except everyone knows rules are made to be broken at least once.

In an alternate universe where you learn your soulmate sometime around puberty, Dean Winchester is shocked not just that he is a sub, but that a man's name appeared on his wrist. John Winchester doesn't suffer subs gladly, and Dean takes the brunt of his father's misogynistic attitude. Can the mysterious Castiel convince him he is worthwhile? AU where Sam and Dean are raised apart, Cas is human, and John is a hunter raised by a disgruntled Man of Letters.