I basically just rewrote the entier titanic movie into a destiel fanific. Enjoy :)

Dean and Castiel may be close, but sometimes they have to say outright what they really mean. As one would expect, emotions are difficult for the hardened hunter and his angel. Fluffy.

E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100. Challenge word: pink. Warnings: none. Summary: The boys land an interesting job and Charlie gets a bit star-struck.

EO Challenge: WOW - pink. You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it - bench press.

EO Challenge: WOW - pink. Castiel tries something for the very first time. It doesn't end well. Could be very vaguely spoilery for season 9.

Dean notices that Cas hasn't been keeping up with his facial hygiene.

Sabriel drama. Gabriel saves Sam from the pit but Sam's not so quick to forgive, Gabriel feels like a failure, and Sam thinks he disgusts Gabriel. *everyone in unison: Shut up and kiss already!*

The challenge word this week is Pink and my Winchester is melancholy.

My mum made another very short story. Again, very accurate. (Remember, she still knows nothing about the show.)

E/O Challenge: "pink". Dean is never, ever letting Sam pick their afternoon activities again... probably. No spoilers. A story made up of four 100-word drabbles.

This is my 1st Supernatural fanfiction. I hope you like it. P.S. It's my first fanfiction eva. Rated T for language. AU. Human!Gabriel/OC

Dean is a demon, a ruthless, sadistic demon. Castiel is one of the most powerful archangels heaven has ever seen. Soon their destinies will collide with each other and earth will become a battlefield all because Dean and Castiel turned their back on heaven and hell. For each other. Destiel, mpreg, dark themes. ON HAITUS

Dean wakes up one day to find he is no longer on earth. Confused and worried, he searches for answers, only to find the angel Castiel who begins to teach him how to live his new life as a soldier of heaven.

It's all over. All of it. They're alive, though, against all odds. They survived. One-Shot. Nothing more than ridiculous hopeful optimism about the end of the series.

Castiel, a newly fallen angel, is asked by Balthazar and Gabriel to help retrieve the weapons of Heaven they had hidden. Posing as a high school student, Castiel does so faithfully, though is distracted by the brilliant Dean Winchester, a young hunter who's soul caught his eye while he was still in Heaven, who is determined to stop a mystery thief at all costs.

Because Sam and Dean's lives weren't more complicated than they could imagine already. Starts S1

Post 9x13. Sam and Dean have another fight, but because of it, it leads them both to start and set things right. A little bit of sick!Dean and caring!Sam.

Dean and Sam go to a small town to finish a case when they meet Conan Jackson. She ends up joining them in the business, and she and Dean have plans to get married later, but there's a problem. Conan is hiding something. Sam, Cas, and Bobby know it. But Sam won't rest until he finds out her secret, and if she's bad for Dean, he's not hesitant to get rid of her. Permanently.

Sam and Dean are hunters. This is no bear. Dean/Castiel

The true blueness of Cas' eyes shone for a split second. "My favourite part of thunderstorms has always been the lightning... A strange, and dangerously beautiful phenomenon." Dean and Cas find themselves stuck in a motel room together, and decide to pass the time by talking. The conversation gets off topic and takes a more personal turn. Can be interpreted as fluff OR platonic!

JJ gets taken by demons for information on the angel tablet. Needless to say, Sam is pissed.

When Dean is pulled out of hell by Castiel, Sam begins to have nightmares that just won't go away without the comfort of a certain trickster archangel. He knows he shouldn't trust Gabriel but poor Sam just wants some sleep. Sabriel cuddles ahead!

"I love you, Dean Winchester." Castiel couldn't count the number of times he'd said that over the years. He knew it to be an absolute truth, that all the millennia in the world had meant nothing, would mean nothing, without his Dean. *Deathfic with a happy ending.* Bring some tissues for this one.

Dean threw his coat onto a chair and strolled down the hall to their shared bedroom but his steps sped up when he heard loud moans coming from behind the door. Loud, adult male moans. What the fuck? Sammy brought some guy home with him? (Timestamp to story Uncovered)

Inspired from the song Rivers and Roads. Dean makes a decision. Drabble/One shot!