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    These are HEADCANNONS (not legit stories) that me and my best bud Oliver love to make up when we’re bored. They’re mostly NSFW and A/B/O universe, and it almost always features mpreg, so if ya don’t like any of that, I did warn you. If you like that shit, ENJOY B)

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    “What I want most isn’t sex, Dean. I want—I want you to love me. That’s my greatest desire. And you—you can’t give it to me, Dean. Not the way I want it. Not the way I love you.”
    The words are soft, vulnerable, and it feels as if the very room has been transformed into a homemade confessional, because this is Cas confessing his dearest secret to Dean—again, always again—and this is Dean on the other side, not knowing how to respond. Heart racing, Cas’s figure blurring with his tears. This is the bunker dungeon all over again, with death knocking on their door, and this is Cas dying, again, because Dean is too afraid to give him what he wants.

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    Post-finale, after Jack rescues Cas from the Empty and brings him back to Earth as a human, Cas and Dean have yet to talk about his confession. Dean's avoidance of the subject was working perfectly—up until a routine hunt in which a witch curses Cas to die within 24 hours unless his greatest desire is fulfilled. Seems like they have some talking to do, after all.

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  2. Public Bookmark 66

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    “Okay,” Dean says, shoulders squaring like they’re going into some sort of battle. “So you’d—make the cut.” 

    “Yes.”

    “And then the grace would come out of me.” 

    “Correct.”

    Dean nods. He goes to one knee, then the next, kneeling in front of Castiel. Digging a pocket knife out of his front jeans pocket, Dean opens it up and flips it around handle-first, holding it out at the same time that he tilts his head for ear to meet shoulder, his neck bared.

    Castiel’s mind suddenly goes very blank, with a ringing in his ears.

    “Well?” Dean asks, his voice only slightly shaking. “You waitin’ for a written invitation?”
     
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    After the possession, some of Michael's grace is still in Dean. Castiel offers to help him out.

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    19 Feb 2026

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    Dean tries to negotiate. God doesn't enjoy back talk.

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  4. Public Bookmark 40

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    Other Dean’s jacket rides up as he hooks his gun back into his belt, and that’s when Dean notices it. His hips are wider than Dean’s, noticeably so. It’s not fat; the end of the world has made Other Dean skinnier if anything. Which means it has to be the bones, and there’s only one thing that can restructure a male omega’s pelvic floor like that.

    “We have a kid?”

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    Scent is a familial trait, usually passed down by the parent of the same dynamic. At the age of fourteen, Dean starts to smell exactly like Mary.

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