3! 2! 1! What?Title: 3! 2! 1! What?Author: DestielHayesWord Count: 2000Pairing: Destiel (Dean/Cas)Rating: PG - cussingDescription: Dean is stuck at Sam's stupid party on New Years Eve, and he's missing Castiel, who's gone missing for a few weeks. Dean watched as the beer swirled around in the bottom of the red plastic cup. He hated that he was stuck here at Sam and Amelia's stupid party; he could be at a motel getting wasted and watching porn right now! Of course, Sam was his brother, and he could never turn down his baby brother when he asked Dean to do something for him. "This party sucks," Dean mumbled into his drink, lifting it to his lips and draining his third cup in a single gulp, burning his throat and nearly bringing tears to his eyes as he drank too much too quickly. "And why would that be, hmm? I'm betting it has something to do with the absence of one partic
A Fluffy Destiel Oneshot for Cas-sFreckledHunter!!Title: In Sickness & In HealthWord Count: 1006Pairings: Destiel (Dean/Cas)Description: Dean's sick, And Castiel comes to take care of him Dean shuddered, the sudden cold flash forcing Dean to grab all the disposed blankets off the floor next to the couch, where he had thrown them during the heat flash he had been having only moments before; no matter how many layers he added though, it was never enough. He had thought of calling someone, but Sam had moved back in with Amelia, Benny was still in hiding, and Castiel…well, Castiel was a different story. As if the mere act of Dean thinking about Castiel was enough, with a flutter of wings the angel was there. Picking up Dean's blankets and tucking them around him. "Hello, Dean,"
Every Angel Needs A TreeAuthor's Notes: A Destiel Fluffy Christmas Fic: Dean has gotten into the heavy drinking again, Castiel just wants him to stop and celebrate Christmas with him and Sam.Setting: After 8x08 - Hunteri H
Hunter Hayes Imagine for Molly (ShyEquine)**Imagine you have won front row seats and a Coffee House Experience pass to Hunter Hayes' concert in your hometown** Walking through the door into the area where the Coffee House Experience is going to take place, I quickly sit down at the table closest to the front; where I assume Hunter Hayes will stand. The butterflies in my stomach are going crazy; I have been counting down the days until his concert months before I had actually won the tickets. "I can't believe this is actually happening," I mutter quietly to myself, drumming my fingers nervously on the table. "Hey everyone! I'm so glad to see y'all here tonight!" Hunter exclaims as he jogs through the door and up t