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crack_van2011-10-31 04:00 pm
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I Want You All To Myself by melfice (PG-13)
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Cas, brief Dean/Anna
Length: ~9,000
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
melfice
Author Website: Fanfic at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
aquamatically
A high school/college!AU where Cas is Dean's older BFF and the characterization is stunning, the setting beautiful. The way they come together is amazing. I love the mental monologue Dean has, how smart Cas is, the awkwardness that is them and their relationship just as we see it on the show but in a different scene. I also love the author's description of Cas; it's not the cliche (though enjoyable) librarian depiction he often gets.
The only thing that could make this fic better? More of it.
“Your vaguely concealed threats aren't going to keep working, Novak,” Dean says, glaring with as much intensity as he can muster without having made it through his first cup of coffee. “I'm not a dog.”
“It's for your own good,” is the reply he gets, and Castiel drains his cup of sugary-milky coffee like it's water. “You're going to sleep your life away.”
Castiel probably doesn't sleep. Dean has been to his place a million time and the bed is always made up perfectly, like no one actually ever uses it for it's intended purpose. The man is awake before the sun rises and he's still awake when Dean calls him at one in the morning for help on his Spanish essay that's due that morning that he certainly didn't put off until the last minute again.
He's probably part vampire. Probably.
“How's Sam?”
Dean pours himself another cup of coffee from the carafe on the table. “Part beansprout, I think. He had another growth spurt and I don't know – we're probably going to have to move somewhere with twenty foot ceilings. Maybe I'll just loan him out to the Discovery Channel and they can use him as a stand-in giraffe or something.”
It's always awful when Castiel comes to his place and Sam is there. It's usually hours of the two of them geeking out over freaking dead languages and poetry and pouring over musty old history books like tween girls drooling over issues of Tiger Beat and god knows what else. Dean usually leaves them in Sam's room and tries to strangle himself with the mini-blinds.
They once tried to include him in their nonsense, but he's pretty certain the look he gave them was something between aghast and fucking horrified and they hadn't tried again since.
And if he walks in the room with them Sam gives him looks the entire time, while non-discretely flailing in Castiel's direction like some sort of spastic bird. And Castiel is mostly oblivious to everything, but once the situation deteriorates into Sam singing his variation of 'Kiss the Girl' from The Little Mermaid all bets are off.
And Sam is a little bitch.
Anna not speaking to him anymore probably has something to do with all of that.
I Want You All To Myself
Pairing: Dean/Cas, brief Dean/Anna
Length: ~9,000
Author on LJ:
melfice Author Website: Fanfic at
aquamaticallyA high school/college!AU where Cas is Dean's older BFF and the characterization is stunning, the setting beautiful. The way they come together is amazing. I love the mental monologue Dean has, how smart Cas is, the awkwardness that is them and their relationship just as we see it on the show but in a different scene. I also love the author's description of Cas; it's not the cliche (though enjoyable) librarian depiction he often gets.
The only thing that could make this fic better? More of it.
“Your vaguely concealed threats aren't going to keep working, Novak,” Dean says, glaring with as much intensity as he can muster without having made it through his first cup of coffee. “I'm not a dog.”
“It's for your own good,” is the reply he gets, and Castiel drains his cup of sugary-milky coffee like it's water. “You're going to sleep your life away.”
Castiel probably doesn't sleep. Dean has been to his place a million time and the bed is always made up perfectly, like no one actually ever uses it for it's intended purpose. The man is awake before the sun rises and he's still awake when Dean calls him at one in the morning for help on his Spanish essay that's due that morning that he certainly didn't put off until the last minute again.
He's probably part vampire. Probably.
“How's Sam?”
Dean pours himself another cup of coffee from the carafe on the table. “Part beansprout, I think. He had another growth spurt and I don't know – we're probably going to have to move somewhere with twenty foot ceilings. Maybe I'll just loan him out to the Discovery Channel and they can use him as a stand-in giraffe or something.”
It's always awful when Castiel comes to his place and Sam is there. It's usually hours of the two of them geeking out over freaking dead languages and poetry and pouring over musty old history books like tween girls drooling over issues of Tiger Beat and god knows what else. Dean usually leaves them in Sam's room and tries to strangle himself with the mini-blinds.
They once tried to include him in their nonsense, but he's pretty certain the look he gave them was something between aghast and fucking horrified and they hadn't tried again since.
And if he walks in the room with them Sam gives him looks the entire time, while non-discretely flailing in Castiel's direction like some sort of spastic bird. And Castiel is mostly oblivious to everything, but once the situation deteriorates into Sam singing his variation of 'Kiss the Girl' from The Little Mermaid all bets are off.
And Sam is a little bitch.
Anna not speaking to him anymore probably has something to do with all of that.
I Want You All To Myself