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I'M MAKING AN ACTUAL UPDATE POST LATER. I SWEAR*****
I really don't think anyone else in my flist will understand this apart from sparklytee seeing as she's basically the one who pushed for this and offered to let me raise her and torres' firstborn as a scouser even though it'd kill her soul.
So many crossovers, idk what to call this. the base is dean/cas, i guess. alex o'loughlin and sergio ramos are bffs. scott caan is thrown in for good measure and then there's some fusion of fernando torres & aziraphale from Good Omens.
"Cas, for the hundredth time--"
"...did...did you just mojo us to a tattoo parlor?"
"Your instruments are not considered sterile and we do not have the time luxury to retrieve these items on top of waiting for Sam to return to the motel." he stops to consider his next words "I believe the human phrase 'nip it in the bud' entails this current route."
Dean clicks his teeth together "couldn't you just...you know what? Never mind. I'm not in the mood for it today. Let’s just get this over with but I swear if you ever pull a stunt like this again, your next stop will be being surrounded by holy oil."
"Of course, Dean" he sighs
-
"So you just need this refilled?"
"Yeah, nothing fancy, just throw on the ink. The faster the better."
The tattoo artist shrugs as Dean tosses his shirt over to Castiel. "All right." she wipes the skin with a damp cloth
"This is a strange symbol. What's it supposed to mean?"
Dean watches as Castiel opens his mouth and cuts him off before he can say a word "Old family emblem."
Castiel furrows his eyebrows at that but doesn't argue it, to Dean's relief.
"huh. That's kinda cool." she says
"yeah, uh me and my brother have matching ones."
"Nice. Let me just grab my supplies and we'll get started."
Dean gives her a quick nod as he settles down on the chair.
"Whoa, that's a gnarly tattoo you got there, mate" a man says before turning to another man beside him in the tattoo chair "Check it out, Sergio." He nods towards Dean’s left arm.
Sergio turns his head, careful not to disturb the work being done on his chest, his eyes widening in approval.
Cas turns his head casually "it is not a tattoo, the mark signifies my grace when i pulled Dean tight and--"
"Cas!" Dean drops his head down, red heat running up his neck "jesus christ, could you maybe not?"
"Don't blaspheme, Dean." he frowns.
“Well don’t go telling people things like that.”
“What would you rather me tell them?” Castiel asks, tilting his head questioningly.
“Nothing, Cas. Just don’t say anything” he reaches over and pulls an empty chair close by “and will you sit down? Normal people don’t just stand there when there’s perfectly good seat available.”
"You two are adorable."
Dean turns to glare at the man casually hanging his arm over the back of his chair, his too happy smile reaching up to his weird hazely-blue eyes.
“Listen, buddy--”
"Name's Alex and my amigo over here" he tilts his head to the man beside him again “is Sergio.”
Sergio gives them a grin before giving them a broken ‘hello.’
Castiel nods “My name is Castiel and this is Dean.”
Before Dean can berate him again, the tattoo artist strolls back into the room, supplies in hand.
--
“So you’re saying there’s a physical war going on in heaven? Like with swords and all that?” Alex asks
“Your perception of a war is slightly altered here on Earth, but in a sense, yes.”
“And so you and Dean over there…” he glances up at the threatening look Dean gives him and fights back his smile “you just come down to visit him during your breaks?”
Castiel tilts his head in consideration “It’s no secret that I’d rather be here with Dean” he ignores the choked sound Dean makes behind him “but I am needed in heaven so I try to keep my visits narrowed down to cases where Dean…and his brother’s lives are endangered.”
“Wow, I gotta tell ya, that’s heavy stuff you got going there.”
“It can become daunting.”
Alex turns to where Sergio is admiring himself and his freshly inked tattoo in the mirror, before glancing back between Dean and Castiel “So how long you two been together?”
“All right, that’s enough. Cas, look, I’m almost done so get your things together so we can get out of here.”
“I was merely conversing with Alex, Dean. You’ve said yourself I needed more ‘people skills.’” He says, noting Dean’s tone.
“Well it didn’t mean going off and telling just anybody about our lives either. That kind of talk makes you look crazy.”
“I believe Alex here is trustworthy enough to know when a person is lying.”
Dean scoffs “Yeah, he looks like the type that would believe anything anyone told him.”
“Ey now, no need to get offensive here. ‘m not trying to step on your territory here, we were just talking.”
“He’s not--”
“Please stop moving unless you want a needle to the neck” the tattoo artist chides.
Dean stills but not before sending Alex one last warning glance.
“What do you think, Alex?” Sergio asks as he returns.
“Looks golden!” He pulls his own t-shirt off to stand side-by-side Sergio “How’s it look Cas?”
“It’s Castiel to you.” Dean snips out.
“Right. How’s it look Castiel? They match?”
Castiel studies the two men in front of him “does the reptilian tattoo have any specific meaning?”
Before either one can answer, the sound of two sets of footsteps enter the room.
"How do you like our hair, babe?" a short but brawny man with blonde hair asks.
The other taller, freckled one beside him self-consciously tucks strands of hair behind his ear while clutching a worn book against his chest.
“Looks great.” Alex replies.
Sergio glances between the two and lifts up his thumb with a smile "I have my phone, we should take a picture, no?”
Castiel turns a curious eye to the freckled one "Aziraphale?"
"No, hombre, this is Fernando.”
“Oh right,” Alex says, as Sergio’s tattoo is bandaged “Fernando, Scott, this is Castiel and the pretty bloke over there is his friend Dean."
Dean's head lifts from the head rest "Hey, I heard that asshole."
Alex replies with a wink.
Castiel eyes remain on Fernando, watching as he fidgets under his gaze while Sergio, Alex, and Scott follow the shop worker to his desk.
After a few more seconds, Fernando finally lets out a defeated sigh “Hello Castiel.”
Castiel nods “it’s been long, brother.”
Fernando nods back, wrapping his arms around his book tightly.
“The demon Crowley had informed me of your being stationed here on Earth but with everything that had been going on I didn’t have the chance to search. I’m sure you’ve become aware of the war in heaven.”
“Yes, I have. I’ve been learning about humanity, living amongst them and…I’m happy with my life here.”
Castiel gives him an understanding look “Dean has taught me the meaning of free will and one’s ability to exercise it. I do not question your choice to stay here.”
“Thank you, Castiel.”
Castiel trails his eyes to the book held against Aziraphale/Fernando’s chest “Dean’s father figure-Robert-or Bobby as they affectionately call him, has an array of books I’m sure you’d be interested in exploring.”
“I’d like that.” He replies, trying not to sound too excited.
The three return just as Dean stands from his chair, throwing his shirt over his head and making his way over to Castiel.
"So Scott, what do think about me getting a matching bird tattoo like the one Sergio has?"
"A dick bird, Alex? Really? Wait, why am I even questioning this from the guy who expanded his tramp stamp."
Alex frowns "I had gotten it expanded for you."
"Uh Cas? Can we go now please?"
"Yes Dean."
I really don't think anyone else in my flist will understand this apart from sparklytee seeing as she's basically the one who pushed for this and offered to let me raise her and torres' firstborn as a scouser even though it'd kill her soul.
So many crossovers, idk what to call this. the base is dean/cas, i guess. alex o'loughlin and sergio ramos are bffs. scott caan is thrown in for good measure and then there's some fusion of fernando torres & aziraphale from Good Omens.
"Cas, for the hundredth time--"
"...did...did you just mojo us to a tattoo parlor?"
"Your instruments are not considered sterile and we do not have the time luxury to retrieve these items on top of waiting for Sam to return to the motel." he stops to consider his next words "I believe the human phrase 'nip it in the bud' entails this current route."
Dean clicks his teeth together "couldn't you just...you know what? Never mind. I'm not in the mood for it today. Let’s just get this over with but I swear if you ever pull a stunt like this again, your next stop will be being surrounded by holy oil."
"Of course, Dean" he sighs
-
"So you just need this refilled?"
"Yeah, nothing fancy, just throw on the ink. The faster the better."
The tattoo artist shrugs as Dean tosses his shirt over to Castiel. "All right." she wipes the skin with a damp cloth
"This is a strange symbol. What's it supposed to mean?"
Dean watches as Castiel opens his mouth and cuts him off before he can say a word "Old family emblem."
Castiel furrows his eyebrows at that but doesn't argue it, to Dean's relief.
"huh. That's kinda cool." she says
"yeah, uh me and my brother have matching ones."
"Nice. Let me just grab my supplies and we'll get started."
Dean gives her a quick nod as he settles down on the chair.
"Whoa, that's a gnarly tattoo you got there, mate" a man says before turning to another man beside him in the tattoo chair "Check it out, Sergio." He nods towards Dean’s left arm.
Sergio turns his head, careful not to disturb the work being done on his chest, his eyes widening in approval.
Cas turns his head casually "it is not a tattoo, the mark signifies my grace when i pulled Dean tight and--"
"Cas!" Dean drops his head down, red heat running up his neck "jesus christ, could you maybe not?"
"Don't blaspheme, Dean." he frowns.
“Well don’t go telling people things like that.”
“What would you rather me tell them?” Castiel asks, tilting his head questioningly.
“Nothing, Cas. Just don’t say anything” he reaches over and pulls an empty chair close by “and will you sit down? Normal people don’t just stand there when there’s perfectly good seat available.”
"You two are adorable."
Dean turns to glare at the man casually hanging his arm over the back of his chair, his too happy smile reaching up to his weird hazely-blue eyes.
“Listen, buddy--”
"Name's Alex and my amigo over here" he tilts his head to the man beside him again “is Sergio.”
Sergio gives them a grin before giving them a broken ‘hello.’
Castiel nods “My name is Castiel and this is Dean.”
Before Dean can berate him again, the tattoo artist strolls back into the room, supplies in hand.
--
“So you’re saying there’s a physical war going on in heaven? Like with swords and all that?” Alex asks
“Your perception of a war is slightly altered here on Earth, but in a sense, yes.”
“And so you and Dean over there…” he glances up at the threatening look Dean gives him and fights back his smile “you just come down to visit him during your breaks?”
Castiel tilts his head in consideration “It’s no secret that I’d rather be here with Dean” he ignores the choked sound Dean makes behind him “but I am needed in heaven so I try to keep my visits narrowed down to cases where Dean…and his brother’s lives are endangered.”
“Wow, I gotta tell ya, that’s heavy stuff you got going there.”
“It can become daunting.”
Alex turns to where Sergio is admiring himself and his freshly inked tattoo in the mirror, before glancing back between Dean and Castiel “So how long you two been together?”
“All right, that’s enough. Cas, look, I’m almost done so get your things together so we can get out of here.”
“I was merely conversing with Alex, Dean. You’ve said yourself I needed more ‘people skills.’” He says, noting Dean’s tone.
“Well it didn’t mean going off and telling just anybody about our lives either. That kind of talk makes you look crazy.”
“I believe Alex here is trustworthy enough to know when a person is lying.”
Dean scoffs “Yeah, he looks like the type that would believe anything anyone told him.”
“Ey now, no need to get offensive here. ‘m not trying to step on your territory here, we were just talking.”
“He’s not--”
“Please stop moving unless you want a needle to the neck” the tattoo artist chides.
Dean stills but not before sending Alex one last warning glance.
“What do you think, Alex?” Sergio asks as he returns.
“Looks golden!” He pulls his own t-shirt off to stand side-by-side Sergio “How’s it look Cas?”
“It’s Castiel to you.” Dean snips out.
“Right. How’s it look Castiel? They match?”
Castiel studies the two men in front of him “does the reptilian tattoo have any specific meaning?”
Before either one can answer, the sound of two sets of footsteps enter the room.
"How do you like our hair, babe?" a short but brawny man with blonde hair asks.
The other taller, freckled one beside him self-consciously tucks strands of hair behind his ear while clutching a worn book against his chest.
“Looks great.” Alex replies.
Sergio glances between the two and lifts up his thumb with a smile "I have my phone, we should take a picture, no?”
Castiel turns a curious eye to the freckled one "Aziraphale?"
"No, hombre, this is Fernando.”
“Oh right,” Alex says, as Sergio’s tattoo is bandaged “Fernando, Scott, this is Castiel and the pretty bloke over there is his friend Dean."
Dean's head lifts from the head rest "Hey, I heard that asshole."
Alex replies with a wink.
Castiel eyes remain on Fernando, watching as he fidgets under his gaze while Sergio, Alex, and Scott follow the shop worker to his desk.
After a few more seconds, Fernando finally lets out a defeated sigh “Hello Castiel.”
Castiel nods “it’s been long, brother.”
Fernando nods back, wrapping his arms around his book tightly.
“The demon Crowley had informed me of your being stationed here on Earth but with everything that had been going on I didn’t have the chance to search. I’m sure you’ve become aware of the war in heaven.”
“Yes, I have. I’ve been learning about humanity, living amongst them and…I’m happy with my life here.”
Castiel gives him an understanding look “Dean has taught me the meaning of free will and one’s ability to exercise it. I do not question your choice to stay here.”
“Thank you, Castiel.”
Castiel trails his eyes to the book held against Aziraphale/Fernando’s chest “Dean’s father figure-Robert-or Bobby as they affectionately call him, has an array of books I’m sure you’d be interested in exploring.”
“I’d like that.” He replies, trying not to sound too excited.
The three return just as Dean stands from his chair, throwing his shirt over his head and making his way over to Castiel.
"So Scott, what do think about me getting a matching bird tattoo like the one Sergio has?"
"A dick bird, Alex? Really? Wait, why am I even questioning this from the guy who expanded his tramp stamp."
Alex frowns "I had gotten it expanded for you."
"Uh Cas? Can we go now please?"
"Yes Dean."