Prompt: to summarize: "We warned you once, Castiel. You give us no choice." In which the angels determine that physical torture obviously doesn't work on Castiel, as they had already tried once. So they hit the one spot they know will sting- they torture (kill?) Dean (humanity? other allies?) instead while beating into him that all their pain is his fault. bonus for mentioning of previous "lessons." Ending is your choice.
Dean!Whump; Dean/Cas!Lucifer; bloodplay, torture, dub!confullonswayzeedAugust 27 2009, 03:14:55 UTC
Okay: EXTREME!DARK!PROMPT IS EXTREME AND DARK.
I'd love to read a fic where Lucifer takes on Jimmy's meat suit when the archangels kill Castiel. Prior Dean/Cas took place. Something where Dean agrees to bend to Lucifer's will if he can just have the fantasy of Castiel being back. Luci has better ideas. Dean gets tied up, tortured, etc. Lucifer notices Dean is getting aroused from the goings on and things can go from there. Dean gets fucked? These things are up to the author. LOL. I'd love for this to include some bloodplay.
I know, it's a big request. But I don't have the time to write it with classes and all - so one of you should definitely do it. :D
Cas!whump, Cas gets hit on9_of_clubsAugust 27 2009, 04:07:38 UTC
Cas and Dean go out to a bar, and Cas gets hit on - roughly by some drunk guys. Dean sees red. I suppose this could lead to other!whump as well - if the drunk guys get beat up as they should. Dean/Cas relationship pleasee if at all possible - though if that's a problem, friendship works too.
Re: Cas!whump, Cas gets hit on -FILLED Pt. 1whreflectionsAugust 28 2009, 02:36:30 UTC
this ended up WAY longer than I expected and it kinda took on life(lol), but anyway, I hope it's something like what you wanted! :) (and I hate the title, but I was running late and I had to hurry posting and couldn't think of anything else, lol)
Title: Overwhelmed Rating/Warnings:PG-13ish I think...some non-con groping but nothing worse than that Pairings/Characters: Dean/Castiel
Castiel almost sighed when he actually saw the neon sign, let his shoulders hunch up just a little in as much of a sulk as he’d allow himself to show. Only for Dean would he be willing to do this. He’d spent some time drinking with Dean over the past few months, and it was an experience he hadn’t really minded. He was worried about how much alcohol Dean seemed to go through, but he was actually down from the amount of drinking he’d gone through last year, so Castiel had thought it wise not to complain. In the privacy of their rooms where they could watch late night TV infomercials and laugh with Sam about things that were only funny because they needed
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Re: Cas!whump, Cas gets hit on -FILLED Pt. 2whreflectionsAugust 28 2009, 02:37:24 UTC
“Of course.” Maybe it would be, after all. Honestly, he only knew what he’d watched, before. He had been far less human then than he felt now. The bar was dark and smoky, a song he recognized from Dean’s box of cassessttes playing mutedly from an old jukebox. Dean led the way to a table at the back, let his fingertips brush over the back of Castiel’s hand as he took his seat. “Alright, just wait here. I’ll go get us drinks and I’ll be right back. You know what you want?”
Castiel cocked his head, thinking. “That drink Sam makes, the one with pinapple and-“
Dean rolled his eyes, waving him off. “Forget it. I’ll get you something good, ok? No way he’s turning you into a girl.”
Castiel chuckled softly, amused and happy that they had come far enough in their relationship for Dean to not wish he was a girl. “Whatever you like then. I’ll try it.” Dean headed off toward the crowded bar, Castiel losing sight of him quickly in the haze and the mass of bodies. He shifted in the chair, looked around. This was a world he’d
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Re: Cas!whump, Cas gets hit on -FILLED Pt. 3whreflectionsAugust 28 2009, 02:37:51 UTC
“Castiel, huh? Unusual. Suits you.” His eyes skimmed low, and Castiel could practically feel them lingering on the way Dean’s Blue Oyster Cult t-shirt rode up just a little above his jeans on the side. “ M’ name’s Tyler.” The man’s words were heavily slurred, and it was clear he should’ve quit several beers ago. “These’re my buddies, Tom and Ray. And you…” he leered in what he must have thought was a good gesture. “You’re the most gorgeous guy I think I’ve ever seen walk in this old place, Castiel. So what would say to us buying you a drink, hm?”
He swallowed, held the strangers gaze as he answered. “No, thank you. Dean will be back any minute.”
One of the other ones shifted, pressed almost against the back of his chair. “Dean, huh? Boyfriend?”
“Yes.” It felt good to say it like that, even to these fools. “Aw, c’mon sugar.” The one on the side stumbled a little, his hand shooting out to land on Castiel’s thigh, sliding up it before he could jerk away. “The three of us’d be more fun than him. C’mon let us get you
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Cas!whump, Dean finds out about Cas letting Sam outwatermalineAugust 27 2009, 05:08:50 UTC
Dean finds out Castiel let Sam out of the panic room, and gets really pissed, but can't tell Cas to leave without endangering him, so he's a jerk instead. Dean/Cas love, please? At least on Castiel's side.
Someone steals Cas's coat(Zach, a demon, a human) and at first he's simply cold and sad about losing it, but he gradually becomes more ill and Dean has to try to find Cas's coat and return it to him before it's too late.
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Castiel-centric. ship optional.
Prompt: to summarize: "We warned you once, Castiel. You give us no choice." In which the angels determine that physical torture obviously doesn't work on Castiel, as they had already tried once. So they hit the one spot they know will sting- they torture (kill?) Dean (humanity? other allies?) instead while beating into him that all their pain is his fault. bonus for mentioning of previous "lessons." Ending is your choice.
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I'd love to read a fic where Lucifer takes on Jimmy's meat suit when the archangels kill Castiel. Prior Dean/Cas took place. Something where Dean agrees to bend to Lucifer's will if he can just have the fantasy of Castiel being back. Luci has better ideas. Dean gets tied up, tortured, etc. Lucifer notices Dean is getting aroused from the goings on and things can go from there. Dean gets fucked? These things are up to the author. LOL. I'd love for this to include some bloodplay.
I know, it's a big request. But I don't have the time to write it with classes and all - so one of you should definitely do it. :D
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Title: Overwhelmed
Rating/Warnings:PG-13ish I think...some non-con groping but nothing worse than that
Pairings/Characters:
Dean/Castiel
Castiel almost sighed when he actually saw the neon sign, let his shoulders hunch up just a little in as much of a sulk as he’d allow himself to show. Only for Dean would he be willing to do this. He’d spent some time drinking with Dean over the past few months, and it was an experience he hadn’t really minded. He was worried about how much alcohol Dean seemed to go through, but he was actually down from the amount of drinking he’d gone through last year, so Castiel had thought it wise not to complain. In the privacy of their rooms where they could watch late night TV infomercials and laugh with Sam about things that were only funny because they needed ( ... )
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Castiel cocked his head, thinking. “That drink Sam makes, the one with pinapple and-“
Dean rolled his eyes, waving him off. “Forget it. I’ll get you something good, ok? No way he’s turning you into a girl.”
Castiel chuckled softly, amused and happy that they had come far enough in their relationship for Dean to not wish he was a girl. “Whatever you like then. I’ll try it.”
Dean headed off toward the crowded bar, Castiel losing sight of him quickly in the haze and the mass of bodies. He shifted in the chair, looked around. This was a world he’d ( ... )
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He swallowed, held the strangers gaze as he answered. “No, thank you. Dean will be back any minute.”
One of the other ones shifted, pressed almost against the back of his chair. “Dean, huh? Boyfriend?”
“Yes.” It felt good to say it like that, even to these fools.
“Aw, c’mon sugar.” The one on the side stumbled a little, his hand shooting out to land on Castiel’s thigh, sliding up it before he could jerk away. “The three of us’d be more fun than him. C’mon let us get you ( ... )
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