As of 20/11/2012, all my fic has been flocked. However, they can all be found on my
AO3, bar two as they are non-AU and I no longer feel comfortable with them being open for public consumption.
>SUPERNATURAL GEN
Yes [
AO3]
PG, Dean & Castiel; It only takes one word.
~224 words
Forgotten [
AO3]
G, Castiel, 5x13; Castiel is left behind.
~696 words
The Light at the End of the Road [
AO3]
PG-13, Dean, Castiel & Sam, 5x16; There was white light - pure, brilliant light, pouring through the cracks, through every ragged cut in his body, in his soul and it was glorious, it was ecstasy and it burned.
~2,307 words
"This Too Shall Pass" [
AO3]
PG-13, Dean, Sam & Lucifer, 5x22; You feel like you’re dying, being pulled apart, limbs stretched and severed, stretched so tight you’re about to fly apart in every direction and disappear.
~2,500 words
The Darkest Halo [
AO3]
PG, Sam, Lucifer & Jess, 5x03; Whisper in your ear, so divine. I'm sorry I couldn't wear your halo.
~809 words
Hidden [
AO3]
R, Sam, Dean, 5x22; Every night he cries and shakes and aches. Every morning he gets up, hides everything away, locks it up tight and pretends.
~381 words
A Life Half Lived [
AO3]
PG, John, Sam, Dean, mentions of Mary/John; John’s life has been nothing but lost moments, a life ripped away the Yellow-Eyed Demon.
~229 words
Collapse the Light into Earth [
AO3]
PG, Dean, Sam, John; They’re going too fast, running, driving, flying away from something too big, too dark, and too dangerous, covered in his Dad’s blood.
~321 words
Passenger Seat [
AO3]
PG, Sam, Dean; It’s just them and Sam wants this to go on and on and never stop.
~884 words
Only Way to Go From Here is Up [
AO3]
R, Sam, language and mentions of fairly expicit torture, spoilers for 6x01; There is so much pain, desperation, guilt and shame in those sounds that he wants to curl up and weep.
~512 words
The Perfect Number [
AO3]
R, Sam, Dean & John; In his mind’s eye, Sam can see all twenty-eight stitches, skin raised and puffy and far too red, put there by a well-practiced hand.
~907 words
This is A Choice, This is My Duty [
AO3]
NC-17, Dean & Sam; Dean will do what he has to.
~1,379 words
Fill My Head With Music [
AO3]
R, Dean; He just drives away, Zeppelin filling his head until he doesn’t have room to think. Dean prefers it that way.
~654 words
Beat to the Rhythm of My Broken Heart [
AO3]
PG, John; One, two, three, breath in, breath out, breath in...
~278 words
A Life in Parentheses [
AO3]
PG, Sam; Sam watches as bright red tail lights swerve wildly, desperately, down the empty road.
~596 words
Repent and You Shall See the Light of God [
AO3]
PG, Castiel, set during 4x20; He must fix this, must help Dean. He does not understand why his brothers would so this.
~1,336 words
The Wind Won't Blow [
AO3]
PG, Sam & Dean, pre-series; Sam makes a tiny snuffling noise from two feet away that sweeps under Dean’s skin, lighting something bright in his chest and soothing the ragged edges left from being on their own.
~1,111 words
His Shadow Shouts On a Nightmare Scream [
AO3]
written for the
spn_reversebang, NC-17, spoilers for 6x03, Sam & Dean; Dean twists the key and starts the engine, a growl rolling through the car and up through Sam’s feet. The Impala pulls out of the grit-packed parking lot and they drive away, nothing left behind them except empty swirls of dust and an echo of their conversation.
~7,826 words
Cover Me If There Is a Fire [
AO3]
written for the
spn-reversebang, R, Weecest, Gen; Dean couldn’t breathe, the taste of ash on his tongue, filling up his lungs. He couldn’t breathe.
~3,610 words
When the Sun Shines, It Glitters [
AO3]
PG, trans!Sam; The light came in through the only window in the motel room and Sam held the glitter nail polish up to it reverently, the glitter sparkling bright and silver.
~1,566 words
>SPN: SAM/DEAN
A Love Story [
AO3]
PG, mentions of Sam/Jess and pre-Wincest, pre-series; Dean cradles you in his little arms, your body almost too heavy for him and you gaze up at him, your big brother, your bestest brother, your sun and your moon and your earth and your stars...
~1,663 words
Love Me Until the Morning Light Creeps In [
AO3]
NC-17, underage; “C’mon dude, we’re going out,” Dean says as he reaches over and smacks Sam across the back of his head, currently buried in some book or other, freaking thing as thick as his arm.
~2,245 words
Awake My Soul [
AO3]
PG-13, 6.11 coda; Dean watched as Sam screamed and screamed, echoes banging of the iron walls of the panic room and clanging into his ears, too loud and in each decibel he could read a detailed description of the pain ripping Sam to shreds.
~1,221 words
My Body Aches to Breathe Your Breath [
AO3]
written for
spn_j2_xmas, NC-17, underage; When Sam opens the door to the motel room, first thing he sees is Dean sitting at the table, cleaning his guns, the low autumn sun coming in through the window and glinting off the metal, sending flashes of silver through the air.
~5,800 words
>SPN: OTHER SLASH/HET
A Gift [
AO3]
PG, Dean/Castiel; You made me feel so many emotions and for that I was thankful. But what could I do to help you, to heal you?
~2,457 words
Shower Sex Works Best With Two [
AO3]
NC-17, Dean/Sam/Cas; In retrospect, trying to have a threesome in a relatively average sized motel shower with three men who aren’t exactly tiny maybe hadn’t been the brightest idea...
~546 words
Lips Like Liquorice, Tongue Like Candy [
AO3]
PG-13, Sam/OFC; Sam is at this new school not even a month, tired of moving around so much, sick of this life, when he has his first kiss, surrounded by concrete and the smell of stale smoke.
~782 words
Dá Fhada an Lá (However Long the Day [
AO3]
written for the
het-bigbang, R, Sam/Jody; With Dean and Castiel missing, Sam is at the end of his rope, searching for answers he cannot find on his own. His only hope is Jody Mills. Sparks fly and as they figure out what they mean to each other, the search for Dean sends them to an unexpected place.
~40K
>J2
A Laugh is a Smile that Bursts [
AO3]
PG; And when Jared laughs, he throws his whole body into it, flinging his head back, his hair flopping ridiculously
~585 words
I Learned to Live Half Alive and Now You Want Me One More Time [
AO3]
R, language; Who do you think you are?
~706 words
Born of Frustration [
AO3]
NC-17; All this frustration, I can't meet all my desires, strange conversation, self-control has just expired.
~1,971 words
At First Glance [
AO3]
PG; He wipes his eyes in the sleeve of his top, blinks furiously, rubs his hands on his jeans, wriggles his toes in his shoes, and then turns to look at the small boy who’s sitting beside him.
~885 words
And, When He Shall Die, Take Him and Cut Him Out in Little Stars [
AO3]
R; The wind is fast and cold, arctic fire burning him, peeling the skin back from his face and it hurts and he smiles into it.
~1,186 words
Starburst Flavoured Kisses [
AO3]
PG-13; Jared blinks up at the ceiling, warm and sated and happy in a post-coital afterglow, body over-heated and sweat-slicked, jeans around his ankles and t-shirt rucked up under his armpits.
~1,136 words
Jensen, My BFF [
AO3]
PG; Jared plonks himself down on the couch in front of the tv, a giant glass of Coke in his hand, bubbles rising and popping on the surface, making this fizzy noise that always makes him grin.
~945 words
Paint With the Blood of Our Blood [
AO3]
PG-13; His palette is too cold, almost arctic, full of blues and whites, gray, blank and chilling -- there is nothing cold about this man before him, golden skin, a smile as bright as the sun with dimples flashing, ocean eyes swirling happily but with hidden depth. Jensen’s fingers ache to paint him, an ache that starts in his hand and spreads, visceral and throbbing.
~1,124 words
I Took a Deep Breath and Listened to the Old Bray of My Heart [
AO3]
NC-17, language & m/m kissing; “Jay? Th’ you?” Jensen slurs, the sleep in his voice reducing it to whiskey toned gravel. A shiver runs up Jared’s spine and tangles itself in the mixed up fondness and dread in the pit of his stomach. Falling in love with his best friend is such a fucking cliché, goddammit, Jared thinks to himself.
~2,708 words
I Would Put it All On Hold Just for Another Hour in Bed With You [
AO3]
NC-17, frottage; Music pumping, pounding in his ears, loud and visceral; Jensen can feel it in his gut, can feel tingle down to his toes, trip through his nervous system, shiver down his spine, hot and sharp and thrilling.
~1,285 words
Kiss Me Down by the Broken Tree House [
AO3]
PG-13, kissing; “Morning, Jenny baby.”
~427 words
More [
AO3]
R, J2, hole-spanking, comeplay, dirt talk; “I won’t give you what you want, Jay,” a swipe of tongue along the shell of his ear made Jared swallow roughly, “maybe if you beg for it.”
~1,071 words
Who Will Chase Us to the End of the Planet [
AO3]
NC-17, J2;He walks into the small apartment on the twelfth floor just after five in the afternoon.
~2,021 words
Love Is A Broken Elevator [
AO3]
NC-17, J2, written for the
spn_j2_xmas exchange for
tigerist; Jared decides that making the elevator break down on a regular basis is an excellent idea and is therefore not creepy at all.
~5,449 words
>RPS: Other
Revenge is Good for the Soul [
AO3]
NC-17, crack, Misha/Mark; Misha and Mark team up to teach Germany a lesson.
~1,200 words
To Sext or Not to Sext (f-locked)
NC-17, non-AU, Jensen/Misha; Jensen had been particularly handsy that night and had repeatedly put said hands on places they maybe definitely should not have been. Misha hadn’t particularly minded. Jensen wasn’t ugly and he had nice hands.
~5,688 words
No Regrets [
AO3]
NC-17, crack, Misha/Mark; Misha slams down the shot glass, body weaving slightly and half yells, half slurs, "Told you I could! I am no fucking lightweight!!"
~507 words
Il Bacio della Maschera [
AO3]
R, JDM/Jensen, written for the
spn-j2-xmas exchange for
pigeongirl99; Music swelled, all strings, the quartet placed high in the balcony looking over the crowd of dancers and onlookers.
~2,125 words
Bad Hair Day (please come and save me) (f-locked)
R, non-AU, JDM/Jensen, written for the
spn_reversebang,; Jared is sick of the jokes. He can feel them pushing up against him, pressing him down and down and down.
~5,449 words
>Battlestar Galactica
Are You Alive? [
AO3]
NC-17, Lee/Kara; As soon as the raptor door shuts behind Lee with a whoosh of compressed air, Kara is clawing at her viper suit, unzipping and unbuckling.
~2,440 words
>Fanpoetry
Another day Wasted and Saved G, fanpoem, Dean/Castiel; It's an escape, a release, but sometimes, it is more.
~276 words
Welcome NC-17, fanpoem, Alistair/Dean; Alistair likes to convey the meaning behind his work when he gets a new canvas.
Vessels G, fanpoem, Jimmy; It's is anything and everything
~30 words
White, Gold, Green G, fanpoem, Dean/Castiel; he will long and want and he will be alone
~118 words
>My Poetry
Better the Devil You Know there are so many things here but I just miss you
~66 words
Echo this is all I have
~56 words
Together one day
~50 words
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