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1. Leave prompts - All prompts should be Sam and Castiel centric. Either as a pairing or gen about them and their friendship
2. Fill the prompts - If your fic is too long for one comment just reply to part one with part 2 (don't leave a new comment with each part or it makes it hard to follow the thread) or leave a link
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This can be adapted from an angel AU to a creature AU if the author wishes: dragons, weres, etc.
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FILL: HE DOESN'T PLAY MUCH, BUT WHEN HE DOES, HE PLAYS FOR KEEPS (1)
Consort.
They said it was an honor to be chosen. It meant life-long security, the best of everything -- food, medicine, clothing -- and pleasure unlike anything humans could experience alone, but it also meant you were no longer a member of your family. You belonged to the angel who chose you. You were bound to them and they, in turn.
You should be proud, they said as Gabriel -- the Archangel, one of the four most powerful in the world -- stalked along the long line of potential mates, scenting each of them and turning one after the other away before reaching Dean ( ... )
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Sam stood straight backed with the rest of them, but could not take his eyes of the newcomer, clearly their superior. Dark hair. Sombre appearance. The way he shed his coat and gloves and left them in the arms of his footman was natural yet pointed -- as if the sharp movements had been instilled in him from a young age. Perhaps they had, Sam though, because it wasn't his demeanor that marked him as their superior but the spread of dark wings: he was an angel.
"I am called Castiel," said the angel. There were no titles among their kind, only names; aside from the Archangels, their ranking class fluctuated so frequently that it was useless for Mankind to do anything but consider them all one mind. Castiel tugged at his cuffs, straightening the sleeves. "I conduct the household. Step forward for inspection, please."
No one batted a lash as they did as Castiel requested, but inwardly, Sam thought it a bit strange that Castiel was doing... well... work. Not to mention his wings. They were tucked neatly behind Castiel's back as ( ... )
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For a moment, Sam didn't speak as he picked over his words. Castiel was fresh from his bath. His hair was dark and curling around his face, and his body was draped in a robe of soft linen, belted loosely around his waist and scooping across his shoulders. Were it not for the black of his wings, it would be as if a Renaissance painting had taken life. Castiel looked up from his books -- the handful of new ones that Sam had brought from the library when Chuck had given him to rest to return to the shelves -- and his gaze cut right through Sam's hesitation. The words burst out of him.
"Why am I here?"
The soft half-smile that Castiel wore so often when he looked at Sam appeared again. "You are here because you wish to be close to my brother's consort and kidnap him if necessary," he said. "The question you mean to ask is why I allow you to remain when your motives for serving me are so--" He paused, searchingly, "--dissoluteSam stepped forward. If Castiel knew everything, there was no reason to hide. "Please," he said. "Dean ( ... )
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*eyes glued to screen* This was an absolutely STUNNING beginning. I adore it. Please please please keep going!
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very glad that you're liking it!
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Over the course of the next few days, the house was busy welcoming Gabriel and Dean back from their family tour. The tour was a custom Sam hadn't known about when he'd arrived, but whatever -- what was important was that he got to glimpse Dean through the throng of angels suddenly bleeding through the woodwork to greet him. There were parties to be thrown and food to be served, and Castiel made sure that Sam was in the thick of it -- kept so busy that Sam knew that Castiel was worried about him getting near Dean. Sam saw glimpses anyway, and what he saw made him pensive.
Dean looked happy -- unconcerned in a way that Sam couldn't remember him ever being before the mating with Gabriel -- and every time Sam thought about approaching, Dean would smile or laugh as he brushed off the affectionate attentions of his new family. It felt strange, suddenly, to deny Dean that happiness or to go to him, hoping that he'd be willing to do the impossible by breaking his mating bond and running off. Family is what they were, no matter ( ... )
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Looks like Cas is feeling more than a little something too.
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