I was part of the annual FicFacers Auction again this year. As always it was a fun time! I had multiple lots available this year. Here are my 2 completed lots. The rest will follow when the bidders have time back on their plate to work with me.
Wishes Can Come True (Destiel post 15.18 fic. 15.19/15.20 who? We don't know them around here)--Cas is back from the Empty. Dean works to come to terms with it and what it means for them and their future--Rated: M for language, violence, and mild sexual content
Against the Clock (Destiel Alternate Universe)--Dean works hard to take care of his family. It's not always on the legal side of things. During a recon mission, he meets an extremely handsome teller at the bank. When it comes time for the heist, things go sideways and Dean isn't sure his newfound romance with Cas will survive.--Rated: M for violence and sexual content
Chapter 3 of Cabin in the Woods The bedroom is posted!
Summary: After the abrupt end to the dinner and finding no monsters in William's room, Team Free Will 2.0 head back to the cabin. Dinner may have been cut short but Dean is adamant to make the most of the vacation and that includes a hot tub and a movie.
But Dean' starts to hear a voice in his head and if that isn't enough to put him on edge, he forgets that he and Cas share a bed. On top of that, he has to deal with Cas being achingly close to him and there is also the nightmare that haunts him.
A little excerpt:
“It still tastes mostly of molecules but I do detect a note of the cacao.” Cas sat down on the bed. “You mentioned two beans?”
Dean smiled. “Yeah, the chocolate bean and the coffee bean.” Opening the drawers, he grabbed a piece of fabric and tossed it at Cas. “Catch.”
A moment of confusion crossed over Cas' face before he spoke. “Why do I need these?”
“Well, Cas, you don't have to – some people would think it's great that you went commando – but it's customary to wear swim trunks even when it's just a hot bath.”
There was a slight pause before Cas spoke. “You... packed these for me?”
Suddenly feeling uncomfortable, Dean shrugged. “Yeah, it's nothing. I figured that, if I can pack one pair of trunks, I can pack two. And you know, since you're an angel and stuff, I guessed packing swim stuff wasn't high on your to-do list.”
“Frankly, I didn't even have a to-do list.”
Dean smiled softly. “Yeah, that's kinda my point.”
Cas stood up abruptly and started unbuckling his belt. When he was about to pull down his zipper, Dean turned and showed him his back. “Whoa, easy there, Chippendale.” The thud of Cas' belt buckle – and what Dean assumed were his pants too – hitting the floor had Dean sweating. Jesus, was Cas undressing right in front of, well, behind Dean's back?
“I don't understand what a pair of anthropomorphic squirrels have to do with anything?”
Clearing his throat, Dean grabbed another piece of Lindt chocolate to calm his nerves. “It's not uh, I wasn't –never mind Cas. You're good. You, uh, finished?” He swallowed hard.
There was a beat of silence and then Cas' deep voice. “Yeah. They're nice.”
Dean turned and exhaled harshly. He ground his jaw to not let out something that was akin to a whimper. Jesus fucking Christ. Cas was... fucking hot. Dean knew that, he had eyes but now he really knew. The swim shorts were gray with a lighter gray at the bottom and the way everything strained... Castiel's thighs threatened to burst the shorts at the seems and the outline of his groin – Dean's eyes flitted up fast only to land on a solid chest. Another wave of heat swept over Dean's body and he touched the side of his face to check for perspiration. Finally, his gaze landed somewhere safe, on Cas' blue eyes.
“Do you like them?” Cas sounded guarded as if he was expecting ridicule, which frankly was ridiculous.
A handsome prince. A moonlit lake. A beautiful pr-... another handsome prince, rather (this is an open minded story, after all) cursed to spend each day as a swan until true love will set him free. A tale as old as time. A romance for the ages.
Or that’s the idea, but when Prince Dean of Lawrence is the would-be rescuer, fairy-tales go off the rails more times than not.
Yay, I’m back! I finally kicked my rear in gear thanks to the $ficfacer2021 challenge (thanks, Cutelittlekitty and MalMuses!) and started writing again. And it’s as much hard fun as I remember. But in a good way!
So, first chapter of a 3 parter (probably a 3 parter) based on my usual approach to fairy tales, which is to let Dean and Sam ambush them and unload a clip into their unsuspecting rears. Enjoy!
Pairing: Sam/Rowena, Dean/Cas
Rating: Mature
Word Count: WIP, This is Chapter 1.
Warnings: No Major Archive Warnings, but there will be descriptions of Body Horror in later chapters.
Written For: @theplaidfox
On Ao3
Ch. 1 Preview:
“Yeah, Tracy. We could take a look into it.” Sam shifted his cell phone to the other ear, pinning it there with his shoulder. “It’s in Maine? You know that’s gonna be a drive. Are you sure you don’t have anyone in the area?” He gathered up his laptop, notepads, and pens as Tracy continued. Once everything was together, he started walking towards the War Room. “Yeah, I’m going to grab Dean and Cas right now. We can probably be on the road within an hour?” Sam turned the corner, and as expected, found the aforementioned pair sitting at the War Table. “Yeah, I’m gonna get them updated. I’ll text you when we’re on the road. You know damn well Dean will drive as much of that as he can.” Dean’s head shot up, causing Sam to laugh. “Yeah, talk to you later.”
Dean waited until Sam hung up the phone. “Drive where?”
“A case. In Maine.” Sam set his pile down on the table and pulled his laptop out, opening it. “Remember Tracy? Well, she’s on her own hunt down in Georgia, but a friend reached out to her for help. Since she’s busy, someone else needed in Maine for whatever this is.”
“So she called us?” Dean sighed and shrugged. “Is it actually a case?”
“I mean if it’s going around the various Hunter’s Circles?” Sam checked his email and hummed to himself before turning it around. “We’re looking at missing people in Acadia National Park.”
Dean sat back and kicked his feet up on the table while Cas read over the notes. “A National Park? Sammy, do I even need to point out the hundreds of ways that someone could wind up missing in the woods?”
Once again, this year I offered a couple of my crocheted dolls to high bidders in the charity auction for Misha Collins' Random Acts charity. Amusingly enough, both the winners wanted Castiel dolls!
JenH wanted Cas with his angel blade.
And Katy wanted her Cas to have rainbow wings!
Both little fellows are now with their new roommates (OH MY GOD THEY WERE ROOMMATES hehe)
It's that time again! From June 11-28, 2021, come make your bid in the FicFacers charity auction! I'm offering 4 lots this year with minimum of 4k words each. You can find my bid form here.
Winning bidders donate their bid directly to @randomactsorg and receive their selection with our gratitude!
Fic Facer$ is a charity auction group featuring artists and authors in the (primarily) Supernatural fandom. Above is an excerpt from my 2020 series Long Jacket, featuring Destiel, Sam x F!Reader, and Castiel wearing different clothes for once.
The way it works: You can bid on my lot using the link above to request a custom piece of Supernatural fanfiction. I'll write just about anything (no w*ncest, a\b\o, or underage). My minimum bid starts at $10 dollars and I'll write at least 1000 words (I will probably end up writing over 10k words because these prompts run away with my imagination).
Here are the previous stories I wrote for past auctions:
Fic Facer$ 2019:
- Cowboys and Angels: Filming for the last season of Supernatural is underway and Y/N, long-time set photographer, finds herself the center of attention for two of her co-workers, Misha Collins and Jensen Ackles. A roller-coaster of emotions ensues over the year as the three of them attempt to balance work, the end of an era, and experimental love. (Jensen Ackles and Misha Collins RPF, reader insert.)
- Stuck in the Middle With You: While out investigating a string of murders committed by a tulpa, you and your wife end up in the middle of your fantasy with Dean and Castiel. (Dean/Castiel/Reader's Wife/Male Reader).
Fic Facer$ 2018
- Rx: Physical Therapy: Physical therapist Dean Winchester is a month into his new job at a local hospital when he literally runs into the surgeon responsible for his client list, Dr. Castiel Novak. (Doctor Castiel AU)
- Flight: Sam follows a trail of golden feathers to Gabriel's room in the Bunker. (Sabriel fluff, wing kink).