Dean/Castiel Superhero AU fic bits
So I signed up for deancasbigbang again this year, since I actually managed to finish last year. (I think sign-ups are still open if anyone else is interested.) But! I have, instead of no ideas, TOO MANY IDEAS. I was going through my old notebooks and I found a lot of bits and pieces of fic ideas that I'd just never gotten around to working on/finishing. I don't want to use this idea for my big bang (though as soon as I say that, I'll probably regret it, because what if I can't come up with anything I like as much...), so. Here's what I have!
(I've been away from LJ so long I'm not entirely ~comfortable~ talking about personal stuff again yet. Soon, though. Sorry I haven't been checking my f-list, either. I'm the worst.)
.first
Dean hears a noise and whirls around. He relaxes, though, glad to see it's only another hero. "Hey," he says, "Holy War. Long time no see, man. You been doing all right?"
Holy War nodded, looking as serious as ever. God, it was like the guy never let loose for a second. "I've been doing fine, Captain," he said. Like Dean was some sort of real captain of something, for fuck's sake. Like Captain Badass represented something other than Dean's immaturity and lack of creativity when it came to names. "I am glad to see the crime rate hasn't risen again. The police department has been doing well since the new cooperative legislation was put in place."
Hell yeah, Dean thought, thanks in no small part to him. It'd been hard convincing the other officers that the heroes weren't going to be more trouble than good, but finally it seemed like the two groups could work together in relative peace.
.second
"As long as you grant me an interview."
Dean threw his hands in the air, his eyes wide and his lips pressed together in a thin line. "Fine," he said, "you win. There - you happy? You'll get your goddamn interview."
Castiel just blinked at him. "You shouldn't blaspheme," he said.
"You shouldn't... Christ," Dean muttered, turning on his heel. "I'll be back to deal with you in a second."
.third
Castiel peered close at the picture. "It was probably Gabriel," he said. "He's well known for using unconventional means to get a worthwhile shot."
"Well," Bobby said with a shrug. "It's no big deal. Idgits, both of them."
"I don't know," Dean said with a grin. "Captain Badass is, uh. Pretty fucking awesome."
"I find him obnoxious," Castiel said.
"Obnoxious? Dude. He's only the best superhero in the city."
"I said nothing about his skill," Castiel reminded him. "He is just very loud. And reckless."
"And hot," Jo said, stepping between them. She tapped the picture on the table. "Obnoxious, maybe, but damn is he fine."
.fourth
Dean bit back an exclamation. Shit, Cas looked bad. "Is that... Is that all from this attack?" he asked, gesturing to the wounds across Cas' body.
Cas shook his head, putting his hand subconsciously on a scar that Dean could see, now that he was paying attention, had to be pretty old. "No. I have led a... very interesting life."
"I'll say," Dean mumbled, rubbing a hand across his jaw.
.fifth
"There's something I need to tell you."
"Yeah? Well guess what. I don't care." He turned quickly, stalking angrily towards the edge of the roof.
"Wait. Please," Holy War said. "Just listen - that's all I ask." Dean stopped, but didn't turn around. "I want to tell you who I am. Who I really am, I mean."
"What?!" Dean whirled toward him, walking up until they were only a foot apart. "Do you know how stupid that is? We never reveal who we are - never. Why the hell would you think that's a good idea?"
Holy War just stared at him. "Because I know who you are," he said. Dean took a step back. "Dean Winchester. Detective. We've met, you know."
"Oh have we," Dean said with a sneer. "And just when have - " He stopped mid-sentence as Holy War took off his mask. "Holy shit," he breathed. "Castiel?"
He smiled, though it didn't look particularly happy. "Hello, Dean."
~~~
(I've been away from LJ so long I'm not entirely ~comfortable~ talking about personal stuff again yet. Soon, though. Sorry I haven't been checking my f-list, either. I'm the worst.)
.first
Dean hears a noise and whirls around. He relaxes, though, glad to see it's only another hero. "Hey," he says, "Holy War. Long time no see, man. You been doing all right?"
Holy War nodded, looking as serious as ever. God, it was like the guy never let loose for a second. "I've been doing fine, Captain," he said. Like Dean was some sort of real captain of something, for fuck's sake. Like Captain Badass represented something other than Dean's immaturity and lack of creativity when it came to names. "I am glad to see the crime rate hasn't risen again. The police department has been doing well since the new cooperative legislation was put in place."
Hell yeah, Dean thought, thanks in no small part to him. It'd been hard convincing the other officers that the heroes weren't going to be more trouble than good, but finally it seemed like the two groups could work together in relative peace.
.second
"As long as you grant me an interview."
Dean threw his hands in the air, his eyes wide and his lips pressed together in a thin line. "Fine," he said, "you win. There - you happy? You'll get your goddamn interview."
Castiel just blinked at him. "You shouldn't blaspheme," he said.
"You shouldn't... Christ," Dean muttered, turning on his heel. "I'll be back to deal with you in a second."
.third
Castiel peered close at the picture. "It was probably Gabriel," he said. "He's well known for using unconventional means to get a worthwhile shot."
"Well," Bobby said with a shrug. "It's no big deal. Idgits, both of them."
"I don't know," Dean said with a grin. "Captain Badass is, uh. Pretty fucking awesome."
"I find him obnoxious," Castiel said.
"Obnoxious? Dude. He's only the best superhero in the city."
"I said nothing about his skill," Castiel reminded him. "He is just very loud. And reckless."
"And hot," Jo said, stepping between them. She tapped the picture on the table. "Obnoxious, maybe, but damn is he fine."
.fourth
Dean bit back an exclamation. Shit, Cas looked bad. "Is that... Is that all from this attack?" he asked, gesturing to the wounds across Cas' body.
Cas shook his head, putting his hand subconsciously on a scar that Dean could see, now that he was paying attention, had to be pretty old. "No. I have led a... very interesting life."
"I'll say," Dean mumbled, rubbing a hand across his jaw.
.fifth
"There's something I need to tell you."
"Yeah? Well guess what. I don't care." He turned quickly, stalking angrily towards the edge of the roof.
"Wait. Please," Holy War said. "Just listen - that's all I ask." Dean stopped, but didn't turn around. "I want to tell you who I am. Who I really am, I mean."
"What?!" Dean whirled toward him, walking up until they were only a foot apart. "Do you know how stupid that is? We never reveal who we are - never. Why the hell would you think that's a good idea?"
Holy War just stared at him. "Because I know who you are," he said. Dean took a step back. "Dean Winchester. Detective. We've met, you know."
"Oh have we," Dean said with a sneer. "And just when have - " He stopped mid-sentence as Holy War took off his mask. "Holy shit," he breathed. "Castiel?"
He smiled, though it didn't look particularly happy. "Hello, Dean."
~~~