FANMIX: Something Ever After (for cwbigbang)
Title: Something Ever After
Authors: hipokras & scarletxfields
Mixer: an_ardent_rain
Artist: deadflowers5
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Fic Summary: "What if the princess was in love with the wrong prince? What if the fairy godmother had a vested interest in making sure Cinderella never went to the ball and married Prince Charming? Magic, misunderstandings and pie are just part and parcel of a day on the road to Prince Dean Winchester's happily ever after."
FIC MASTERPOST: http://paintedwhores.livejournal.com/1749.html
• mix notes: Okay, so. This is a really cute fic, but wow I did not realize how difficult it was to make a mix for a fic you didn't write! XD I know how I interpreted it, and I sort of knew the ~feel~ I wanted the mix to have, but I have no idea how well it all fits together. I leave it to you guys to decide! Also I am quite bad at photoshop, so. Hopefully the cover art's okay! Also I am showing off my questionable taste in music. :P I will try to get up a .zip as soon as I can! For now, each song leads to youtube. ALSO. My authors have been so, so patient with me - I was a big procrastinator, though luckily everything got done! They are the best!
{ nat king cole - nature boy
and then one day
a magic day he came my way
and while we spoke of many things, fools and kings
this he said to me
"the greatest thing you'll ever learn
is just to love and be loved in return" (X)
Let him go, let him go. He is not your guardian angel, he will not stay with you forever. For the first time in years, Dean thought of Michael as he stared unseeingly out the window. "The boy must become a man," his old tutor had said, impassive, level, quiet voice echoing through the rafters of the old library. "But men are not made by years."
{ the national - runaway
Throw your arms in the air tonight
We don't bleed when we don't fight
Go ahead, go ahead
Lose our shirts in the fire tonight (X)
"Screw what my father wants," growled Dean, and Castiel smothered his smile. I love him. He hasn't said he loves me, but that doesn't change us. "Say you'll screw duty, obligation, and all the shit they invent to box us in." Dean started to sit up, cocky, insolent, I'm-alive-because-I'm-young smirk urging Castiel to do this. "He can't force me to marry someone tomorrow any more than he can change what I feel about you."
{ iwan rheon - tongue tied
you sigh, you shake your hair,
turns showers of sunlight to hours of hindsight instead.
the fall that breaks your bed,
it did what they asked us, but time drifted past I'm afraid. (X)
The first place where he thought to look was the lake. Going there always filled him with the heady memory of the first time he had met Dean. The green, the cool breeze wafting over the lake, the scent of pine cones strong even as he stepped through the clearing to reach the lake. He could almost see the imprints of Dean's boots digging into the ground from the countless times he had come here. But Dean wasn't here, and Castiel had never felt more alone and foolish, expectant look on his face, a platter of pie in his hands to greet the young man he had expected to find.
{ rush - madrigal
When the dragons grow too mighty
To slay with pen or sword
I grow weary of the battle
And the storm I walk toward
When all around is madness
And there's no safe port in view
I long to turn my path homeward
To stop a while with you (X)
This was a sentiment that was not, however, shared by their lonely cousin: it could not dream of trading its place for any other, not for the world, because for all the cold winds and lonely nights when it would grow tired of staring at its own reflection among that of the stars and the moon in the lake, there would come morning, which brought with it the women from the town and all the strange and wonderful stories they had to tell.
{ wolf parade - this heart's on fire
and you're my favourite thing
tell it everywhere i go
i don't know what to do
this heart's on fire
this heart's on fire (X)
Castiel opened his eyes. From his perch on his favourite tree trunk, Dean was peering curiously at him, freckles thrown sharply into relief all across the bridge of his nose in the pale afternoon. It was all so clear to him now. Of course he was in love with him. Had always been. How could he have never seen it before?
{ fun. - carry on
if you're lost and alone
or you're sinking like a stone
carry on
may your past be the sound
of your feet upon the ground
carry on (X)
Love had been just a word to him, an oft-described feeling of which he had never thought much or understood the appeal. Now, it was unmistakeable, breath-taking. He couldn’t get enough of it.
{ dar williams - if i wrote you
And if I wrote you
If I wrote you
You would know me
and you would not write me again (X)
She'd only come to talk to Sam- oh dear, it had been twelve months and no
letters, did he even remember her? What if he'd forgotten her? What if- what if he looked down
into her eyes and saw a complete stranger...?
{ eliza carthy - wild wood
Day by day your world fades away
Waiting to feel - all the dreams that say
Golden rain will bring you riches
All the good things - you deserve now - and I say
Climbing forever trying
You're gonna Find your way out - of the wild wild wood (X)
Tonight, he was going to prove to his people (his father) that he could be king. A lifetime ago, during his father's time, the crown had meant something else. For Dean, tonight, and for the rest of his life, it would mean assuming responsibilities, and carrying them out right. He had a duty to himself, and to these women, each beautiful, each priceless, to treat them right and fairly. To not reduce her to a trophy by saying her name aloud, because he could never love her, love any of them, nor could he marry the one he loved.
Silence. Complete silence. They thought his speech had ended, but the words had washed out of
Dean Winchester a long time ago.
{ r.e.m. - nightswimming
you, I thought I knew you
you, I cannot judge
you, I thought you knew me
this one laughing quietly
underneath my breath
nightswimming (X)
Wide blue eyes that held everything Dean would ever call sacred. It was an effort of will to hold his smile in place, trying not to tremble, reveal how scared he was.
"I will always be here for you, Dean," said Castiel, and there was that promise in his voice. Dean's heart broke with an audible crack. "I'm not going anywhere where you aren't there. Whomever you choose to spend your life with, I will be happy for the two of you."
He curled his fingers around Dean's hand and squeezed. "You are my prince, and my best friend."
{ the swell season - in these arms
you were restless
I was somewhere less secure
so I went running to the road
and so now there's
a long list of places I was
I quit my rambling and I came home
cause maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
maybe I was born to hold you in these arms (X)
Then he reached up and circled his own fingers around Castiel's wrist, surprised at how easily thumb met fingertip. Castiel's bones could have been hollow like a bird's, he could squeeze and they'd crunch, but they didn't. Castiel was stronger than that. (Dean said his prayers to a non-existent god he didn't believe in, and wished he could be too.)
"We could stay here forever, you know?" he said. The words spilled out of his slack mouth,
tumbling out. "No one would miss us. No one has to know."
*comments/feedback are always appreciated! don't forget to go tell the authors how awesome the story was too!
Authors: hipokras & scarletxfields
Mixer: an_ardent_rain
Artist: deadflowers5
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Fic Summary: "What if the princess was in love with the wrong prince? What if the fairy godmother had a vested interest in making sure Cinderella never went to the ball and married Prince Charming? Magic, misunderstandings and pie are just part and parcel of a day on the road to Prince Dean Winchester's happily ever after."
FIC MASTERPOST: http://paintedwhores.livejournal.com/1749.html
• mix notes: Okay, so. This is a really cute fic, but wow I did not realize how difficult it was to make a mix for a fic you didn't write! XD I know how I interpreted it, and I sort of knew the ~feel~ I wanted the mix to have, but I have no idea how well it all fits together. I leave it to you guys to decide! Also I am quite bad at photoshop, so. Hopefully the cover art's okay! Also I am showing off my questionable taste in music. :P I will try to get up a .zip as soon as I can! For now, each song leads to youtube. ALSO. My authors have been so, so patient with me - I was a big procrastinator, though luckily everything got done! They are the best!
{ nat king cole - nature boy
and then one day
a magic day he came my way
and while we spoke of many things, fools and kings
this he said to me
"the greatest thing you'll ever learn
is just to love and be loved in return" (X)
Let him go, let him go. He is not your guardian angel, he will not stay with you forever. For the first time in years, Dean thought of Michael as he stared unseeingly out the window. "The boy must become a man," his old tutor had said, impassive, level, quiet voice echoing through the rafters of the old library. "But men are not made by years."
{ the national - runaway
Throw your arms in the air tonight
We don't bleed when we don't fight
Go ahead, go ahead
Lose our shirts in the fire tonight (X)
"Screw what my father wants," growled Dean, and Castiel smothered his smile. I love him. He hasn't said he loves me, but that doesn't change us. "Say you'll screw duty, obligation, and all the shit they invent to box us in." Dean started to sit up, cocky, insolent, I'm-alive-because-I'm-young smirk urging Castiel to do this. "He can't force me to marry someone tomorrow any more than he can change what I feel about you."
{ iwan rheon - tongue tied
you sigh, you shake your hair,
turns showers of sunlight to hours of hindsight instead.
the fall that breaks your bed,
it did what they asked us, but time drifted past I'm afraid. (X)
The first place where he thought to look was the lake. Going there always filled him with the heady memory of the first time he had met Dean. The green, the cool breeze wafting over the lake, the scent of pine cones strong even as he stepped through the clearing to reach the lake. He could almost see the imprints of Dean's boots digging into the ground from the countless times he had come here. But Dean wasn't here, and Castiel had never felt more alone and foolish, expectant look on his face, a platter of pie in his hands to greet the young man he had expected to find.
{ rush - madrigal
When the dragons grow too mighty
To slay with pen or sword
I grow weary of the battle
And the storm I walk toward
When all around is madness
And there's no safe port in view
I long to turn my path homeward
To stop a while with you (X)
This was a sentiment that was not, however, shared by their lonely cousin: it could not dream of trading its place for any other, not for the world, because for all the cold winds and lonely nights when it would grow tired of staring at its own reflection among that of the stars and the moon in the lake, there would come morning, which brought with it the women from the town and all the strange and wonderful stories they had to tell.
{ wolf parade - this heart's on fire
and you're my favourite thing
tell it everywhere i go
i don't know what to do
this heart's on fire
this heart's on fire (X)
Castiel opened his eyes. From his perch on his favourite tree trunk, Dean was peering curiously at him, freckles thrown sharply into relief all across the bridge of his nose in the pale afternoon. It was all so clear to him now. Of course he was in love with him. Had always been. How could he have never seen it before?
{ fun. - carry on
if you're lost and alone
or you're sinking like a stone
carry on
may your past be the sound
of your feet upon the ground
carry on (X)
Love had been just a word to him, an oft-described feeling of which he had never thought much or understood the appeal. Now, it was unmistakeable, breath-taking. He couldn’t get enough of it.
{ dar williams - if i wrote you
And if I wrote you
If I wrote you
You would know me
and you would not write me again (X)
She'd only come to talk to Sam- oh dear, it had been twelve months and no
letters, did he even remember her? What if he'd forgotten her? What if- what if he looked down
into her eyes and saw a complete stranger...?
{ eliza carthy - wild wood
Day by day your world fades away
Waiting to feel - all the dreams that say
Golden rain will bring you riches
All the good things - you deserve now - and I say
Climbing forever trying
You're gonna Find your way out - of the wild wild wood (X)
Tonight, he was going to prove to his people (his father) that he could be king. A lifetime ago, during his father's time, the crown had meant something else. For Dean, tonight, and for the rest of his life, it would mean assuming responsibilities, and carrying them out right. He had a duty to himself, and to these women, each beautiful, each priceless, to treat them right and fairly. To not reduce her to a trophy by saying her name aloud, because he could never love her, love any of them, nor could he marry the one he loved.
Silence. Complete silence. They thought his speech had ended, but the words had washed out of
Dean Winchester a long time ago.
{ r.e.m. - nightswimming
you, I thought I knew you
you, I cannot judge
you, I thought you knew me
this one laughing quietly
underneath my breath
nightswimming (X)
Wide blue eyes that held everything Dean would ever call sacred. It was an effort of will to hold his smile in place, trying not to tremble, reveal how scared he was.
"I will always be here for you, Dean," said Castiel, and there was that promise in his voice. Dean's heart broke with an audible crack. "I'm not going anywhere where you aren't there. Whomever you choose to spend your life with, I will be happy for the two of you."
He curled his fingers around Dean's hand and squeezed. "You are my prince, and my best friend."
{ the swell season - in these arms
you were restless
I was somewhere less secure
so I went running to the road
and so now there's
a long list of places I was
I quit my rambling and I came home
cause maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
maybe I was born to hold you in these arms (X)
Then he reached up and circled his own fingers around Castiel's wrist, surprised at how easily thumb met fingertip. Castiel's bones could have been hollow like a bird's, he could squeeze and they'd crunch, but they didn't. Castiel was stronger than that. (Dean said his prayers to a non-existent god he didn't believe in, and wished he could be too.)
"We could stay here forever, you know?" he said. The words spilled out of his slack mouth,
tumbling out. "No one would miss us. No one has to know."
*comments/feedback are always appreciated! don't forget to go tell the authors how awesome the story was too!