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merlin:
Resting on Your Laurels - Merlin/Arthur; R. 1,401 words.
It is a complex chemistry, this thing constantly evolving between them, perpetually sliding from one extreme to the other. Merlin knows Arthur, wholly and completely, except when he doesn’t.
rps:
Trick Your Lover That You're Wicked - Jensen/Misha; NC-17. 2,649 words.
Misha is a slippery thing, all fluid and adaptation, bleeding around sharp edges formless and smooth as liquid. He doesn't think anything could ever truly break someone so unbreakable. In comparison, Jensen is brittle at best. (Continuation of
The Color and Shapes You Do.) Written to help with
kadiel_krieger's very bad, horrible, fantastically sucky day.
The Color and Shapes You Do - Jensen/Misha; PG-13. 1,847 words.
It begins with the soft slide of a blink, the slow curl of a lip into a crooked grin Jensen knows too well. Written for
qthelights, who needed a little ray of happy.
Hair of the Dog - Jensen/Misha; NC-17...seriously. 3,490 words of pure porn.
In which Jensen is wickedly hungover, does in-bed body shots with Misha, and has the best fucking birthday of his anyone's life, ever. Blatant, unrepentant PWP. Written as a birthday gift for
fullonswayzeed. Warnings: Language, very explicit sexuality, alcohol abuse appreciation, mild dirty talk.
Intermission - Jensen/Misha; R. 2,704 words.
In which Jensen and Misha continue their adventures in Akwardland. Continuation of
Take 15.
Take 15 - Jensen/Misha; NC-17. 1,815 words.
In which Jensen and Misha know how to make the most out of 15 minutes. Written for
savingfaith333 for the
spnwriterlounge's 2009 Christmas in July Exchange.
Texts From Last Night - Jensen/Jared; NC-17. 3,166 words.
In which there is a nice Cabernet with a vodka chaser... not a good idea. PWP with a hint of crack. Warnings: Explicit sexuality, language, and Strawberry Shortcake lube.
supernatural:
So Sleep in the Fallout Tonight - Dean/Castiel; R. 1,745 words.
Pushing, always pushing for a response, for causality, and now that he has it it's terrifying. It could take him apart before he ever begged to stay whole; it could burn him to ash and crush him to nothing. Castiel could. Castiel might.
Episode tag to 5x18; written for the lovely
maboheme.
Before the Devil Knows You're Dead - Dean/Castiel; PG-13. 25,237 words.
In which Chuck has a less than optimistic vision of Dean's death, Castiel is stuck with the smoking gun (or, well, knife), Sam's going crazy trying to save his brother, a new adversary is throwing a party all across North America, and everyone tries to outrun a future that's already been written. Written for the 2010
apocabigbang challenge; art by
still404ing and
maharet83.
We Won't Pass This Way Again (so kiss me with your mouth open) - Sam/Lucifer; R. 5,889 words.
You know how they say you can kill someone with kindness? Well, Sam's finding out the hard way that patience and understanding can be just as lethal.
Cure for the Itch - Dean/Castiel; NC-17. 2,166 words.
He wants to be close, wants to be buried, to be swallowed whole. (Or, in which Dean hates witches. Smut ensues. The end.) Completely gratuitous sex!pollen fic, for
kaylbunny, because some cliches are just fun. Admit it.
Warnings: Explicit sexuality.
In the Secret Places of the Stairs - Dean/Castiel; R. 15,600 words.
Castiel has soothed his nightmares since the first night, though Dean will never know of it. He has accepted this invisibility willingly; if it helps Dean Winchester grow into his role, he will oblige without argument and with no need for recognition. He simply wants to help. Written for the 2009
deancas_xmas exchange, for
flightsofangels, for the prompt: Fic relating to Dean's time in Hell and the aftermath with Cas having to pick up the pieces and get Dean back to some semblance of normalcy. Something H/C and dealing with Dean's inevitable PTSD in the way the show never could.
A Gift, Though Small - Dean/Castiel; R. 2,012 words.
All strangers and beggars are from Zeus, and a gift, though small, is precious. - Homer, The Odyssey, VI, l. 207 (Or, a Five Times fic but not really.) Written for the 2009
deancas_xmas exchange, for
kaylbunny, for the prompt: Established relationship, Dean realises Castiel likes reading and starts giving him his favourite books to read.
Within a Room of Symbols - Dean/Castiel; NC-17. 4,391 words.
You could fit perfectly into the palm of my hand, but your presence fills this entire room. And I am filled, as you are welcome. - Saul Williams. (Or, more aptly, in which Dean and Castiel have a lazy weekend and some mindsex. And some real sex too, whaddayaknow?) Warnings: Explicit sexuality.
Never Have I Ever - Castiel, Ellen, Jo; Gen; PG-13. 2,508 words.
In which Cas muses on the nature of bourbon, drinking games, and the Apocalypse, and spends some quality time with our favorite Harvelles. And also maybe has his faith irreparably shattered. Written for the
Oye Como Va Castiel, Ellen & Jo comment!fic meme, with the prompt: Dude, anyone who manages to give us a little bit more of Castiel and Ellen's drinking game will be adored forever.
My Galvanized Friend - Dean/Castiel; PG-13/R. 2,364 words.
Dean isn't the best teacher, but he's the only one Castiel's got. Dean's okay with that.
He Shook the Hills - Future!Dean/future!Castiel; R. 1,498 words.
They're monsters in their own rights. Warnings: More angst than is physically measurable, language, nonexplicit sexuality, drug abuse, character death, brief violence.
Though the Brightest Fell - Castiel/Lucifer, Dean/Castiel; NC-17. 67,658 words.
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EpilogueSo the Devil's kicking around the East Coast, Sam's at Demon Blood-aholics Anonymous, there's a self-deluded and newly homeless Prophet following them around like a kicked puppy, and the only angel worth a damn has gone MIA; Dean's pretty sure life sucks. Meanwhile, Castiel is stuck in Time-Out and has something Lucifer wants...badly. Warnings: Language, dark themes, graphic torture, explicit sexuality, graphic non-con, violence/gore, apocalyptic sundries.
Shut the Eye of Reason - Dean/Castiel; NC-17. 9,397 words.
Some things you should have faith in. Written for
strangeandcharm for the 2009
deancastiel Renegade Angels fic exchange, with the prompt "Castiel is brutally tortured by Lucifer/demons/monster of the week. Dean and Sam have to pick up the pieces. (Not literally. Dismemberment isn’t sexy.)" Warnings: Explicit sexuality, mild violence, maybe a smidge of blasphemy, fevered!Castiel, hinted non-con.
The Propensities of Good Men - Dean/Castiel, Dean/Belial, Dean/Castiel/Belial; NC-17. 139,507 words.
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Part 15In which Dean and Castiel embark on an epic love affair, Sam struggles with that thing called morality, Dean gets whammied by a demonic sex spell, there's whumpage, and porn, and an old world Archdemon crosses paths with the boys and proves to be a much bigger problem than anticipated. AU after 4/19. Warnings: Violence, language, explicit sexuality, dark themes, possible consent issues, etc.
Don't End With Blood - Dean/Castiel; NC-17. 1,669 words.
"Family don't end with blood, boy." ~ Bobby Singer, 'No Rest for the Wicked.' Warnings: Bloodplay, language, explicit sexuality, mild BDSM, possible consent issues, dark themes, masochism, knifeplay, and blood drinking. If you're squeamish at all, move along.
Our Bleeding Hearts - Dean/Castiel; R. 2,412 words.
In the midst of a war between Heaven and Hell, it's the quiet moments that mean the most. Warnings: Nonexplicit sexuality, deep Biblical/philosophical discussions.
I'm Glad It's Your Birthday (Take a Ch-Ch-Ch-Chance) - Dean/Castiel; NC-17. ~2,300.
In which there is Dean, Castiel, and chocolate. That's really it.
Lithops Effect - Gen (Dean/Castiel if you use binoculars, which I do); PG-13. 3,122 words.
In which Dean gets fucked up by some vampires, and Sam and Castiel spend the night fretting, nursing, and comforting in their own ways. Shameless h/c and fever!fic.