#john moore fluff

[sastiel-is-my-serotonin]

Saw this in the sastiel tags by @cascigarette

Rules: Post the first line from your last 10 posted fics to see if there's a pattern.

1. Castiel's seen beauty beyond humanities comprehension.

2. Dean kept thinking about Sam, he's been off his game.

3. Sam walked into his room, exhausted ready to drop to the floor.

4. The entire drive, there had been one thing on Sam's mind, the only thing that has been plaguing him since it happened, Castiel.

5. After a successful hunt, Sam and Eileen were on their way back to the bunker.

6. Dean could admit to the diner being his idea, but he could not be blamed for the sight in front of him.

7. Castiel kept glancing at Sam, who caught them multiple times but neither said anything, Sam just continued to type with a curious look.

8. Whispers blew by Sam's ears as he looked around, finding nothing in the pitch black.

9. In a booth, on New Year's Eve sat Dean, Sam, and Castiel in some local bar.

10. Dean had left to the bar, Sam still treating his wounds, he patched Dean up and pretended to fall asleep.

Bonus favorite opening line:

Life was foreign to Sam now, ever since he was brought back, his reality was a fractured sense of his past and his present.

#the starting line typically is one of the last lines i write btw #bc i just start wherever i can see the most vivid picture and go from there #then go back and fluff it up a little bit #sam winchester #castiel #dean winchester #eileen leahy #jessica moore #john winchester #kevin tran #lucifer #sastiel #saileen

[samjesswinchester]

This is last chapter of the Season One Era! I would love for you to read it and comment and share, but mostly just read it :) 

Season Two Era will start…soon 

Thanks for reading!!!!

Chapters: 19/19 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Jessica Moore, Sam Winchester & Everyone, Jessica Moore & Everyone Characters: Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore, Dean Winchester, Castiel, Cas - Character, Bobby Singer, John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Original Supernatural (TV) Character(s), Real Tyson Brady, Demon Possessing Tyson Brady, Luis (Supernatural: Pilot), Missouri Moseley Additional Tags: Love at First Sight, season one, Supernatural - Freeform, Stanford Era, Jessica Moore Lives, Hurt/Comfort, emotional af, sappy af, soulmate, Angst and Fluff and Smut Series: Part 2 of What Never Was But Should Have Been Summary:

It's early in the morning on November 2nd and, with Sam Winchester's *slightly* enhanced psychic abilities, he knows he and his brother need to get back to Stanford before his nightmare comes true. Even with getting there in time, learning to navigate the newly exposed family secret and its inevitable trauma will test Sam and Jess more than ever before.

#sam winchester #jessica moore #dean winchester #john winchester #supernatural #spn #writing #season one #season two #Spn season 1 #spn season 2 #wiritng #fic #ao3 #angst #fluff #Jess having absolutely enough of John’s bullshit #the cw #sam/jess #samjess #sam and jess #sam Winchester and Jessica moore

[deancasbigbang]

Title: Any Way That You Want Me

Author: nhpw

Artist: LeafZelindor

Rating: Mature

Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester Background Sam Winchester/Jessica Moore Previous Castiel/Balthazar

Length: 25128

Warnings: No Major Archive Warnings Apply

Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics Mpreg Alpha Castiel Omega Dean Winchester Unsafe Sex Practices Pregnant Dean Winchester Angst and Fluff Castiel and Dean Winchester Need To Use Their Words John Winchester's A+ Parenting Happily Ever After

Posting Date: October 5, 2023

Summary: Dean, a hyper-independent omega, meets alpha Professor Castiel at a bar on a Wednesday in September, and they come together for one night of passion. And that's it. That's all. That's the end. Or maybe it's the beginning. Maybe Dean was right on the edge of his heat, and maybe they weren't as careful as they should have been, and maybe Castiel teaches at the very same school where Sam Winchester is a high school senior, who just wants his brother to be happy.

Excerpt: Dean is halfway through his burger, and his rumbling stomach has quieted, when he sets the sandwich down and finishes chewing the bite in his mouth so he can speak. “Anyway, point is we’re here now.” He gestures vaguely to his growing belly. “And I thought I’d be going it alone, but that was… well, I guess I was wrong.” There. He’d said the word. His shoulders felt lighter already. “So you wanna… I dunno. Make dates out of doctors’ appointments? Set up a custody arrangement?” Castiel laughs softly, and he has a much easier time setting his food aside than Dean did. “I want those things very much,” he confesses, and Dean can’t help noticing an adorable blush creeping into the alpha’s cheeks. “More than that, though, if you’ll let me, I…” There’s a heavy pause. Dean looks down, grabs two french fries, and puts them in his mouth while he waits. “I didn’t want to wake up alone that morning.” Ouch. “And the past five months have been just… lonely and empty. Like something was missing from my life that was supposed to be there.” Dean probably looks like an owl at this point, all wide eyes and frozen face, but he can’t think of anything to say. He slowly feeds himself a fry. “I want to date you, if you’ll let me, Dean. I want to– I know we didn’t plan on this, but I would really like to date you.” “I mean I said– you know, doctors’ appointments and–” There’s that chuckle again, warm and soft. Dean wants to curl up inside it. “Yes that, but I want… to date you. Like this, but… nicer. Candlelight dinners, walks on the beach…” “We live in Kansas, dude.” “On the prairie, then. Or downtown. Dinner and a movie, let’s start with that. And yes, doctor’s appointments, and let’s buy a stroller, and register at Target, and–” Dean holds up a hand, and the alpha halts, eyes going wide. “I’m– sorry. I’ve just never been a dad before.” And that, at least, is something they can start from. Dean smiles as he feels a flutter in his belly. He picks up his burger. “Yeah. Me neither.”

DCBB 2023 Posting Schedule

#dcbb 2023 #fic preview #2023 promo #deancas #destiel

[deancasswitchbang]

A Kiss of Magic

TITLE: A Kiss of Magic AUTHOR: casblackfeathers (@casblackfeathers) ARTIST: CrzyDemona (@crzydemona)

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PAIRINGS: Dean Winchester/Castiel, Sam Winchester/Jessica Moore, John Winchester/Mary Winchester MAJOR ARCHIVE WARNINGS: N/A TAGS: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Alternate Universe - Magic, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, True Love's Kiss, Dragons, Angel Castiel (Supernatural), Prince Dean Winchester, Cursed Dean Winchester, Witch Curses, Animal Transformation, Nine-Tailed Fox, Spells & Enchantments, Fluff, Domestic, Mutual Pining, Two Person Love Triangle, Angst with a Happy Ending, Smut, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Bottom Castiel/Top Dean Winchester, Switching

SUMMARY: In a world full of dragons, angels, and witches, the fact that Dean has been cursed from birth isn’t that unusual. But fulfilling his duties as a prince when every night he turns into a golden nine-tailed fox isn’t always easy.

At least when he’s corresponding with Cas, an angel from the neighboring kingdom, he can be himself; no curses, no duties as the firstborn son of King John Winchester, and no shadow of his own self-doubts darkening his life.

He has loved Castiel for years, and each letter they traded was like a tune making his heart beat at a happy rhythm.

There is only one catch, Castiel doesn’t know he has been corresponding with Dean all this time, and in an effort to strengthen their realms’ alliance, he’s set to meet and marry Dean’s brother in a month. That's how long Dean has to change the path of their lives.

#submission #deancasswitchbang #dcsb #dcsb2023 #A Kiss of Magic #Author: casblackfeathers #Artist: CrzyDemona

[impala-dreamer]

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~Strange things are brewing in Connecticut, so Dean and Y/N go check it out. After stumbling through town, they fall into something that's been going on a very, very long time. Can they put an end to the bloodshed and make it out unscathed or will they need a little help this time?~

Starring Dean Winchester x Y/N Y/L/N

Featuring Cameos by Sam Winchester, Rowena MacLeod, and OCs

21,500 Words - 13 Chapters

Series Warnings Include: NSFW. Magic. Angst. Captivity. Mentions of Pregnancy/Pregnancy Talk, Sex. Oral. Threesomes, Slavery, Murder, Blood, Not really all that graphic, honestly. NonCon/DubCon, Bickering. Also lots of love and fluff.

~Sometimes, the person you fight alongside is also the person you with the most. And sometimes all that fighting is hiding other feelings, other desires...~

Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader

2615 Words

Warnings: Frenemies to Lovers. Talk of hunt gone wrong. Mentions of blood. Angsty fighting. Sexy kissing. PG-13. Young, cocky Dean.

~During a break in her convention schedule, Y/N seeks some peace and quiet but ends up with far more than planned.~

Drake Rodger x Fem!Reader

2,243 Words

Warnings: NSFW, Mutual Masturbation, Age Gap, (Reader is in her late 30s), Fluffy, Sexy, Yummy Smluff

~John Winchester has a hard life and an even harder time keeping his mind off of young Y/N.~

John Winchester x Fem!Reader, Dean Winchester

1,998 Words

Warnings: NSFW, Age Gap, Masturbation, Longing

~Alone and unprepared, Y/N goes to collect Dean from the bar and convince him to come home. Sam says he has a cure, and she'll be damned if she doesn't at least try to get Dean on board...~

Demon!Dean x Reader, Sam, Castiel

6,331 Words

Warnings: NSFW, Angst, Smut, Demonic Charm, Fingering and Fucking, Mild Violence, Canon Everything, Choking During Sex, Choking not during sex, Lose of consciousness, Yada Yada

A Story from the YOU Universe

~Joe finds himself getting too close to one of his grad students and he fights the urge to fall completely.~

Joe Goldberg (Jonathan Moore) x F!Reader

5,019 Words

Warnings: NSFW.

#john winchester x reader #dean winchester x reader #drake rodger x reader #Joe Goldberg x reader #coming soon #patreon

[satansapostle6]

Characters I Write For

Please message me with any ideas/requests! I need ideas(short fics or series)

Mostly write for fem!readers. I can write fluff, angst, smut, etc. If I’m not comfortable with something I can let you know

Character/Actor List

Favorite Characters/Actors To Write For

Draco Malfoy, Weasley twins

Jesse Pinkman

Paul Dano characters

Josh Hutcherson characters

Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel

Damon Salvatore, Silas, Klaus Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson

Rodrick Heffley

Bellamy Blake

Ezra Fitz(should probably make it clear I don’t condone)

Ian Duncan(Community)

Charlie(It’s Always Sunny)

Luke Castellan, Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase

Finnick Odair

Tommy Shelby

Killian Hook

Paul Dano

Klitz(The Girl Next Door)

Dwayne Hoover(Little Miss Sunshine)

Edward Nashton(The Batman)

Calvin Weir-Fields(Ruby Sparks)

Brian Wilcox(Fast Food Nation)

Joby Taylor(For Ellen)

Nick Flynn(Being Flynn)

Josh Hutcherson

Peeta Mellark(The Hunger Games)

Mike Schmidt(FNAF)

Josh Futturman(Future Man)

Devon Bostick

Rodrick Heffley(Diary of a Wimpy Kid)

Jasper Jordan(The 100)

Cillian Murphy

Tommy Shelby(Peaky Blinders)

Dr. Jonathan Crane(The Dark Knight)

Neil(Watching the Detectives)

Christian Bale

Patrick Bateman(American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne(The Dark Knight)

Breaking Bad

Jesse Pinkman

Jane Margolis

Saul Goodman

Harry Potter(Golden Trio Era)

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Pansy Parkinson

Blaise Zabini

Theodore Nott

Daphne Greengrass

Adrian Pucey

Terence Higgs

Harry Potter(Marauders Era)

James Potter

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Lily Potter

Severus Snape

Regulus Black

Lucius Malfoy

Narcissa Malfoy

Bellatrix Lestrange

Arthur Weasley

Harry Potter(Fantastic Beasts Era)

Newt Scamander

Queenie Goldstein

Leta Lestrange

Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Thalia Grace

Jason Grace

+ Gods

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

Derek Morgan

JJ

Penelope Garcia

David Rossi

Elle Greenaway

Cat Adams

Megan Kane

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

John Winchester

Mary Winchester

Castiel

Charlie Bradbury

Rowena McLeod

Adam Milligan

Lucifer

Ruby

Jessica Moore

Gabriel

Benny Lafitte

Bela Talbot

Jo Harvelle

Ellen Harvelle

Gilmore Girls

Lorelai Gilmore

Christopher Hayden

Luke Danes

Logan Huntzberger

Jess Mariano

The Hunger Games

Peeta Mellark

Katniss Everdeen

Gale Hawthorn

Finnick Odair

Johanna Mason

Haymitch Abernathy

Pretty Little Liars

Aria Montgomery

Spencer Hastings

Emily Fields

Hannah Marin

Mona Vanderwaal

Alison Di Laurentis

Jason Di Laurentis

Ezra Fitz

Toby Cavanaugh

Jenna Marshall

Caleb Rivers

The Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Katherine Pierce

Elena Gilbert

Jeremy Gilbert

Bonnie Bennett

Caroline Forbes

The Originals

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Freya Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

Marcel Gerard

Davina Claire

Twilight

Edward Cullen

Bella Swan

Alice Cullen

Jasper Hale

Rosalie Hale

Emmett Cullen

Victoria

The 100

Bellamy Blake

Octavia Blake

Jasper Jordan

Shameless

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Frank Gallagher

Mandy Milkovich

Kevin Ball

Veronica Fisher

The Bear

Carmy Berzatto

Sydney Adamu

Richie Jerimovich

Suicide Squad

Harley Quinn

Rick Flag

Blackguard

Once Upon A Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Rumplestiltskin

Robin Hood

Ruby

Hades

Community

Jeff Winger

Abed Nadir

Annie Edison

Troy Barnes

Ian Duncan

It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia

Charlie Kelly

Dennis Reynolds

Dee Reynolds

Mac

Cricket

House MD

Greg House

Robert Chase

James Wilson

Lisa Cuddy

Parks and Recreation

Ben Wyatt

April Ludgate

Andy Dwyer

MCU, Marvel

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Bruce Banner

Wanda Maximoff

Loki Laufeyson

Peter Parker(Holland, Garfield, Maguire)

Gamora

Peter Quill

Scott Lang

Steven Strange

Jessica Jones

Wade Wilson

DC CW

Oliver Queen

Barry Allen

Felicity Smoak

Laurel Lance

Sara Lance

Malcom Merlyn

John Constantine

Leonard Snart

Ray Palmer

Caitlyn Snow

Julian Albert

Rip Hunter

10 Things I Hate About You

Patrick Verona

Cameron James

New Girl

Jess Day

Nick Miller

Schmidt

Other Characters

Charlie Kelmeckis(Perks Of Being A Wallflower)

Jesse Eisenberg Characters

Dr. Who(10th Doctor)

Will Probably Add More

#draco malfoy #rodrick heffley #josh hutcherson #robert pattinson #cillian murphy #christian bale #paul dano #ezra fitz #marauders era #marauders #percy jackson #finnick odair #supernatural #damon salvatore #luke castellan #loki laufeyson #jesse pinkman #jesse eisenberg #peter parker #tasm peter parker #ian duncan #charlie kelly #jeff winger #logan huntzberger #logan lerman #killian jones #bellamy blake #carmy berzatto #fem!reader #jeremy allen white

[thelibrarylesstrektraveled]

To The Victor Chapter Three - Can't Be Claimed

Summary: Although Omegas had won the legal battle for equal rights, society was slow to catch up. Thought to be the weakest of the genders, they struggled to find opportunities that Alphas and Betas took for granted. Known as the Guillotine, Emmaline Beaumont was woman with a secret. Head of her family’s company; she was smart, shrewd, and tough as nails. At sixteen she presented as Omega and she’s hidden it ever since. Suppressants and hormone reassignment therapy allowed her to live her life as the Alpha her family needed her to be. The perfect solution, so long as she never allowed herself to be claimed. As the President of Winchester Inc. Dean’s professional life was golden. As an unmated Alpha nearing forty, he was restless. Charming and devastatingly handsome, Dean was rarely without female company, but he wanted more. He wanted what his parents had. Someone made especially for him. His match, his true mate. Finding her on a trip to New York had been an unexpected dream come true, but no one ever said the road to love was easy.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!OFC, Dean x OFC, Dean Winchester x OFC

Characters: Dean Winchester, OFC, Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore, John Winchester, Jody Mills

Warnings: ABO dynamics, Heat/Rut cycles, Smut (Unprotected sex, knotting, oral sex, claiming bites), hurt/comfort, sickfic, hospitals and medical talk, fluff and angst, age difference (Dean is 39, OFC is 27), True mates, self hate (OFC struggles with gender)

Chapter Three: Can't Be Claimed

Word Count: 3348

Masterlist

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The twenty minutes it took for help to arrive were nothing short of agony for Dean. He kept Emma cradled close. Whispering sweet words of encouragement in her ear, telling her to hold on, that help was on the way. She never responded, but he had to believe that she could hear him or at least knew he was there. That he wasn’t leaving her. That he was going to take care of her.

God, she’s so cold!

Dean tugged the blankets closer around the two of them and rubbed her arms roughly, desperate to infuse every ounce of his own heat to her chilled flesh. Give her his strength. Surround her with his scent. In his mind, he kept going over the conversation with Emma’s sister.

Emma can’t be claimed. Family doctor treating her since childhood.

Just what the hell did that mean? If it hadn’t been for the insistent tone in Jess’ voice, Dean would have called 911 instead. As it was, he was doubting his decision.

He pressed a kiss to Emma’s temple, “Keep fighting sweetheart, I’m right here.”

The door to the suite opened without so much as a knock of warning and a short, slight man entered. He wore a slim black suit and tie with a matching fedora pulled down over dark hair. His unsmiling face was sharply featured with beady eyes and a crooked, hawk-like nose. Everything about him was severe and unpleasant. The expression he wore was a mix of displeasure and annoyance. Going by the classic leather satchel in his hand, this man must be the family doctor.

Dean shifted Emma’s unconscious body off his chest and stood, “You the doctor?”

The man removed his hat and placed it on the table along with his bag, “I am Doctor Lancaster, and you are the Alpha who caused all the trouble.” He never spared Dean a glance as he rifled through his bag. His tone suggested an absolute disgust with the situation.

Dean crossed his arms over his chest. He didn’t appreciate being judged by a gargoyle in cheap mortician’s suit. Especially not when his mate’s life was hanging by a thread. “Yup, that’s me. So, are you able to help her?”

Lancaster moved over his patient with efficiency. After he took a few vitals, he drew out a vial and syringe from his bag of tricks. “I believe so, it was a good thing you called when you did. Another hour and she’d be dead.” He swiped an alcohol swab over the crook of Emma’s elbow and administered a hefty dose of the drug.

“What are you giving her?”

“Botox.”

The Alpha didn’t appreciate the sarcasm. He let out a low, menacing growl and clenched his jaw so that the muscle there twitched.

The doctor was equally unimpressed with the show of aggression. “It’s a combination of adrenaline, beta blockers and hormone booster.”

Dean frowned as he realized the implication, “She was on suppressants?”

“Ah! An Alpha with a brain! Nice to know at least one of you rutting beasts can think with something other than your nether regions.” Lancaster checked Emma’s pulse one last time. With a satisfied nod, he shut his bag and stood.

“Your Omega is going to be fine. Her temperature is already rising, and her heat cycle will now continue as normal.” The doctor gave Dean an appraising once over. “Judging by your own state, I’d say you are already aware of that.”

Dean was loathed to admit this quack was right about anything. The cavalier way he was treating a medical emergency should have him barred from practicing medicine anywhere in the civilized world. The fact that the emergency was his mate, made Dean want to rip the man’s throat out on principle alone. Yet, the little troll had done something right, because he could now pick up Emma’s scent. It was intoxicating, and stronger than it had ever been. Apple orchards and magnolia blossoms, it made his mouth water. His rut, that had been threatening since meeting Emma was now in full swing. His thoughts were quickly giving way to is Alpha instincts; protect, care for, and knot his mate.

Lancaster already had his hand on the door, knowing his presence wouldn’t be tolerated by a rutting Alpha for much longer. “She’ll wake in a couple of hours. When she does, the best treatment for her, is you.”

It was the faint, high pitched whine that finally pulled Emma from her dreamless sleep. She felt warm and secure. That lovely scent of sun-warmed cedar forest tickled her nose and she sighed in contentment, snuggling towards it.

“’Mega?”

The worry edged fear in that deep voice had her frowning before she even opened her eyes. When she did, Dean’s face was mere inches from hers, his handsome features tight with stress. The anxiety that rolled off him in waves made her heart clench. He was terrified.

She brought her hand out from under the nest of blankets and threaded it through Dean’s hair, “Alpha.”

Dean crushed her to his chest, his whole body trembled, weak with relief. After that wretched doctor left, Dean had ridded them both of their clothes and bundled them up under a mountain of blankets. He kept their bodies pressed as closely together as possible, his instincts telling him skin to skin contact was crucial to his Omega’s recovery. A warm, safe nest for just the two of them where he could protect her and look after her properly.

He scented her deeply, desperate to drown himself in the sweet fragrance. “Thank God,” he murmured over and over again.

“Shh, it’s alright. I’m alright,” she soothed, brushing kisses against his forehead. She held him tight as he shook in her arms. A virile, strong Alpha like him wouldn’t be scared by much, and that told her all she needed to know about how critical things had gotten.

He had taken care of her, gotten her help and no doubt saved her life. Now it was her turn to take care of him, “I’ve got you; I’m right here.”

He kissed her roughly, stealing her words along with her breath. Desperation and urgency in every heated pass of his mouth over hers. His hands groped her aggressively, pawing at any bit of softness he could find. It took him several minutes to regain his control. He abruptly pulled away, panting for composure he would not easily grasp.

“I’m sorry… sorry.” He let his forehead fall against hers as his chest heaved. His voice was low and hoarse. “You need rest.”

Emma studied Dean’s pinched features. The tension coiled uncomfortably, barely contained, under the surface, sweat dotted his skin and his rock-hard length twitched between them. His eyes were nearly black, overtaken by the hormones and lust ravaging his system. This whole mess had triggered his rut, God knows how long he had been suffering with it while she was unconscious. The added worry that his mate was dying had made it nearly unbearable.

Her heart broke for him then and with it came guilt. This whole thing was her fault. She knew the consequences of doing anything with an Alpha while she was still taking the treatments. It was reckless and irresponsible and unforgivably selfish.

She cupped the side of his face, gently brushing her thumb over the ridge of his cheekbone. He closed his eyes and leaned into her soothing touch. “I don’t need rest. I only need you.”

“No,” he muttered, trying to ignore the urges running through him. “I’m rough. Too rough. Don’t wanna hurt you.”

She continued to stroke his face, calming and soothing. “You won’t hurt me, I’m your Omega. And your Omega is a strong Omega.”

Dean mustered up a final ounce of control and looked into her deep, blue eyes. The comfort and consent he saw there eased the tightness in his chest. “’Mega mine.”

“Yours.” Emma confirmed softly and brushed her lips feather-light over his, “Mate now. Rest later.”

It lasted five days in total. Each of them seamlessly providing what the other needed most. Alpha and Omega. Balanced. Each a perfect counterpoint to the other. They relished in the joy of being together. Every experience was exciting and new, every touch satisfied in ways that surprised. Very few words were spoken, their connection was so strong that it over-rode the need to talk. That knowing, that deep down in the soul kind of certainty was staggering. The intimacy of their bond was deeper and more complex than either of them had ever known.

Now that their respective heat and rut cycles had ended, they were left with the rather mundane task of how to weave their lives together. These were the boring, yet very necessary details of the real world. The world outside of cozy one they’d created within the confines of the hotel suite. Neither of them were particularly excited at the prospect.

“So, going by this hotel room we’ve been honeymooning in, I’m guessing you’re not a New Yorker.”

Dean caught her gaze in the mirror as he deftly buttoned up the crisp, white dress shirt and smiled. Even her reflection caused his stomach to flip over. “Nope, Chicago. Born and bred. You?”

“Manhattan.”

“You ever been to the windy city?”

“A couple of times,” she shrugged, tucking her legs up demurely under her backside. “It’s not bad for fly-over country.”

“Fly-over country?” Dean scoffed, “Chicago is in the heartland, the Midwest. Everything a big city has to offer with access to wide open spaces. Way better than this uptight sand bar.”

“Is that so? Then what’s a guy like you doing slumming it around the boroughs? Cruising for a mate?”

“Nah, I just got lucky.” Dean plopped down to sit beside her on the bed and kissed her loudly. “I travel a lot for work. I’m in New York once a month or so.”

“Will you come back more now?” She asked hopefully, the thought of only seeing him once a month had her heart twisting.

“Well, I thought that you’d come back with me. You know, live with me in Chicago.” Seeing her face fall, he rushed to reassure her, hoping that he wasn’t bungling things too much. “I’m sure you will need some time to get things tied up here, but I want you with me ‘Mega. And we can come back as often as you like.”

“Why don’t you move here with me?”

Dean nearly scoffed, but the earnest look in her eyes suggested a softer approach might be better. “Sweetheart, my business is in Chicago. I make a good living, an excellent living actually. I have an apartment there along with some property in the country. I’ll take good care of you; you won’t have to worry about anything ever again.”

She raised her chin to look Dean square in the eye, “My business is in New York. I make an excellent living and I own a beautiful Brownstone on the upper east side. I don’t have a country cottage, but I’m willing to work that into our negotiations.”

“Negotiations?!” He sat back with a laugh, “You are something else, you know that? Omegas don’t negotiate living arrangements with their Alphas.”

She leveled her gaze, “Yours does.”

His mate wasn’t one to give in easily, and he loved that about her. Her spirit. Her fight. She challenged him, made him earn her submission. Made him prove he was worthy of her. He was happy to oblige her.

He leaned in close, his mouth centimeters from hers but not touching. He ghosted over, getting tantalizingly close but never making contact. Catching on, she let him edge her backwards on the bed. It was one of those games teenagers play, like there’s an invisible barrier around their bodies that allow them to get close but never touch. They moved in tandem, he filled up space she had occupied only moments before. She retreated as he advanced.

Dean’s movements were sleek and slow, like a panther. He never stopped his progression, never broke contact with her gaze. He watched with hooded eyes as the glint of rebellion gave over to something softer.

He hovered over her body only a hair’s breadth away, his grin was predatory, “Lucky for you, I’m an expert negotiator.”

Emma struggled to keep her thoughts orderly. It was growing increasingly difficult as her mate hovered above her. His scent surrounded her, his arms and legs caging her in. He was everywhere and she could feel herself start to float on that heady, seductive cloud. She couldn’t help the sigh that escaped her lips. Nowhere in the whole world felt as good, as right, as being with him.

It wasn’t until he saw her eyes flutter shut that he broke that invisible barrier between them. His nose brushed the claiming mark and inhaled deeply before moving on to the spot just behind her ear. It was one of her favorites and he had discovered just how sensitive it was over the past few days.

When he nuzzled her then nipped, she moaned and brought her fingers up to comb through his hair still damp from the shower. “Mmm… you make a valid point.”

He chuckled as he continued his assault. Moving down the graceful column of her neck, he sampled silky skin.

“I have an idea,” she said as Dean made his way to the zipper of her hoodie and started to ease it down. When he didn’t reply but moved his fingers moved to her waistband, she gave a sharp tug on the short hairs at the base of his skull.

“Agh!” He grunted as she wiggled out from under him. With a pained sigh and a semi hard erection, he propped himself up on one elbow. “Better watch it, Sweetheart. You know I like it rough.”

Emma sat up, regal as a queen. Determined to get back to business. “I think we should date.”

“Date,” he repeated. “We’re mated. We’ve spent the last five days claiming each other in every way possible. Don’t you think we’re a little past the dating phase?”

A worried frown creased her brow, “You don’t want to date me?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“I know it’s a little… backwards, but so what? Why should we do things the way other people do?” She gave a shy smile as she appealed to him. “I want to get to know you.”

He sat himself up completely and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, “We are going to spend the rest of our lives getting to know each other.”

He instead of reassuring her, he felt her pull away. He felt like kicking himself, somehow, he’d managed to say something wrong. He crooked a finger under her chin and forced her to look at him. There was disappointment there, “It means that much to you?”

“Well, I thought it would be fun and I… I’ve never dated before. Not really, anyway.” She replied, struggling to keep embarrassment from coloring her voice.

Dean couldn’t help being surprised. Shocked. She was a beautiful woman, stunning actually. He had no doubt that his pretty little Omega had turned heads from an early age. She was so smart and fun and sexy, it seemed impossible that no one had ever tried to date her. Although the very thought had his possessive Alpha jealousy flaring.

“Never? No boyfriend ever?”

She shook her head and bit her lip. One of her more noticeable nervous tells. “No, not really. I mean, I’ve gone on a few dates but there was never anyone special.”

“Does this have to do with those black-market suppressants you were taking?”

“They weren’t black-market,” she countered, “I wasn’t getting shot up in back alleys, I was under a doctor’s care.”

“Oh, you mean that gargoyle that showed up? That guy was a dick, he had the bedside manner of a cab driver!”

“What he lacks in congeniality he makes up for in discretion.” Emma crossed her arms over her chest defensively. She wasn’t accustomed to defending her actions to anyone, especially regarding her presentation treatments. It was a well-guarded family secret, discussing it with anyone else made her very uneasy. Even if that person was her Alpha, the one person meant to protect her.

“Being an Omega is nothing but a liability, it’s a weakness. This city is full of Alphas who think they can drag me back to their cave by my ponytail. Or boss me around because the world order says they should be in charge of everything!”

Frustrated, she blinked back the stinging in her eyes. Tears that threatened to fall only seemed to undermine her point. Usually, she had a tight rein on her emotions but ever since being claimed, they refused to stay where she put them. They were like a storm she was constantly trying to keep from breaking through.

“I just wanted to live my life without having to worry that my presentation would get me overlooked for a promotion or kidnapped by a rut-crazed Alpha.”

Dean hated the fear and stress he felt from her. Her eyes bright with unshed tears. He knew the world wasn’t an easy place for Omegas. Emma certainly wasn’t alone in her feelings on the matter and many others had taken the same route. Suppressants and scent blockers were a common and safe method for most people who wanted a bit of anonymity.

“You’re right,” he said with a sigh, taking both of her hands in his. Reveling in how delicate they seemed compared to his. How easily they could be bruised or broken. “There’s nothing wrong with Omegas using suppressants. Hell, if I were in your shoes, I’d probably do the same thing. It’s just that reaction you had, you were so cold. I thought I was going to lose you. I’ve never been that scared. And then that creepy doctor… acting like he didn’t care if you lived or died. I wanted to kill him with my bare hands.”

Emma leaned forward and rested her forehead against his. “I know. I’m sorry Dean, it’s my fault. I knew better, I just got caught up. And then when my heat started, I couldn’t think straight.”

“It’s understandable. I did kind of sweep you off your feet.”

“You did,” she smiled softly. “That’s why I had only been with Betas before.”

Dean pulled back and looked at her with curiosity, “So you’ve never been with an Alpha before me?”

“No.”

His grin was instant and cocky as his chest puffed out. “Good.”

She rolled her eyes, “Shut up.”

He laughed and pulled her onto his lap, tucking her head under his chin. She fit there so perfectly; Dean knew he would never grow tired of holding her. Leaving New York without her, would likely be one of the hardest things he would ever do. He took a deep inhale of her sweet scent and groaned. “Okay Sweetheart, you win. Let’s date.”

Emma drew back and looked up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, “Really?”

“Hell, why not!”

She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with such enthusiasm that he nearly toppled backwards. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Just you wait,” he muttered through their joined lips, “I’ve got all kinds of romantic cards up my sleeve.”

When her face lit up Dean felt his heart swell. Yeah, being separated for any amount of time would be torture, but worth it if it made her so happy.

She eyed him with suspicion. “You aren’t just giving me my way because I cried, are you?”

“I hate seeing you cry, but no. You made a valid point. It’ll take us time to get everything figured out, why not have some fun while we’re at it?”

The dimple in her left cheek appeared and her eyes sparkled with the smile that bloomed. She was practically glowing with excitement and hope. Shining like the sun, the new center of his universe. His whole future held in his arms.

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You Can Be My Bad Habit https://ift.tt/7ECFMrN by Celestial_Desiderium Dean is a struggling EMT with a younger brother in college, a recovering alcoholic father, and a best friend who he’s secretly in love with. With family problems that would make a social worker cringe, Dean is no stranger to his fair share of breakdowns. One night, Dean drinks himself into unconsciousness after having a fight with his father. He wakes up in the care of his best friend, Castiel, who also happens to be a doctor. Somehow he ends up at Castiel’s house under his medical watch and stumbles upon something that could completely change the dynamic of their friendship forever. Or, Cas introduces Dean to the world of BDSM by starting a platonic D/s relationship. Oh, and eventually they learn to use their words. Words: 1165, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Bobby Singer (Supernatural), Charlie Bradbury, Benny Lafitte, Jessica Moore (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Bartholomew (Supernatural), Cassie Robinson Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Past Cassie Robinson/Dean Winchester - Relationship, Mentioned Benny Lafitte/Dean Winchester, Past Bartholomew/Castiel (Supernatural) - Relationship Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, POV Dean Winchester, POV Castiel (Supernatural), Miscommunication, BDSM, Dom Castiel/Sub Dean Winchester, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Switching, not a lot, John Winchester’s A+ parenting, Abusive John Winchester, Needy Bottom Dean Winchester, Gentle Dom Castiel (Supernatural), Spanking, Praise Kink, Panty Kink, Supportive Sam Winchester, Mutual Pining, Friends With Benefits, Slow Burn, Doctor Castiel (Supernatural), EMT Dean Winchester, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Idiots in Love, Past Sexual Abuse, Angst, Fluff and Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending, Dean Winchester Has ADHD, Subdrop, Domdrop, Rimming, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Not Beta Read, Dean Winchester Has Self-Worth Issues, Other Additional Tags to Be Added via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/tigxMjO March 04, 2024 at 12:40PM

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FINALLY A NEW CHAPTER!!! If you happen to check it out, please leave a comment or kudos! I would LOVE to hear from you :) 

Chapters: 18/? Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Jessica Moore, Castiel & Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore & Everyone, Sam Winchester & Everyone Characters: Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Original Supernatural (TV) Character(s), Bobby Singer, Real Tyson Brady, Luis (Supernatural: Pilot) Additional Tags: Love at First Sight, Pre-Canon, Pre-Series Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore Lives, Hurt/Comfort, emotional af, Soulmates, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Character Death, Eventual Happy Ending, Complicated Relationships Summary:

What if Sam Winchester's psychic abilities had developed to be just a *bit* stronger by November 2, 2005? What if he made it back to his Stanford apartment in time to save the love of his life, Jessica Moore? This is the story where their love survives that night...will it be able to endure?

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Heart Thrown Open Wide

Series: Fluff Is My Jamstiel

Fandom: Supernatural: 

Pairing: proto-Sastimmy/Jamstiel (Jimmy Novak/Sam Winchester/Castiel)

Rating: Teen and Up

Tags/Warnings: Witch Sam Winchester, Hunter Novak Brothers, Jimmy and Castiel Are Twins, Brief Allusions to Canon-Typical Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Family Tensions, Stages of Grief, Moose Bucket Warning

Summary: The day of the funeral for Tyson Brady dawned clear, but as friends and family spoke and memories were shared the rains still came. That was okay. Rain just helps the garden grow stronger.

For: @fluffyfebruary challenge!

Prompt: Day 22: Remember

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THE DAY OF Tyson Brady's funeral dawned clear, and John Castiel Novak couldn't help but be grateful for that. For all it was said that rain at a funeral was fitting, when the funeral in question involved planting a young tree with a mix of plant nutrients, blood meal, and the cremated ashes of the deceased, it was honestly better for the rain to hold off until afterwards.

"We would have made do even if it did rain," Jessica Moore pointed out with a shrug of one shoulder when he happened to voice those thoughts in the little chapel where the service was to be held. "After all, it behooves us as Brady's friends and family to persevere for his sake, even in the face of adversity."

That last was a rather pointed dig at the sour-faced middle-aged woman with badly dyed blonde hair that stood against one wall next to a solemn-faced man with steel gray hair. She was frowning in disapproval at everyone else in the chapel, and her frown morphed into a scowl at Jessica's words. The man beside her, apparently sensing his wife's displeasure, put a calming hand on her shoulder. Cas could only assume they must be Tyson Brady's parents, an assumption that bore out when the caretaker for the chapel called everyone to be seated and the couple moved to the front to sit in the pew opposite where Brady's friends were arranging themselves.

Cas joined his twin brother Jimmy in sitting on the friends' side of the chapel, placing themselves at the back of one Sam Wesson who sat between Jessica and her husband on one side and Dean Smith on the other. Cas saw Jessica squeeze Sam's hand briefly before the pale young man stood and moved to the lectern that had been positioned to one side of the cloth-draped altar on which an unglazed ceramic urn sat amid an arrangement of calla lilies and juniper branches.

"Good morning," Sam began, swallowing a little when his voice broke on the words. He cleared his throat and this time when he spoke his voice came out stronger, sounding calm and collected despite the slip of composure. "Thank you all for coming today, to join with us in celebrating the life of Tyson Sebastian Brady. We have all known Brady at different points in his life, some since the beginning, others coming to know him later on, and all of us will have our memories of Brady, of insights into his life and who he was as a son, a friend, a brother, a student, and a person.

"Our program this morning will have three speakers from different stages of Brady's life, followed by hearing one of Brady's favorite songs as we sit in quiet reflection and prayer before adjourning to the reception and the interment of Brady's ashes as per Brady's wishes stated in his last will and testament."

Brady's mother made a disagreeable sound, but quieted when every eye in the chapel turned a disapproving stare on her. Every eye but Sam's, who only looked at the woman with a sorrowful compassion before shifting his gaze to the man at her side.

"For our first speaker, Reverend Hiram Brady, Tyson's father," he intoned, nodding to the man who nodded back and stood, taking up position at the lectern while Sam moved to sit down.

Reverend Brady spoke of a young Tyson, a curious and compassionate child who always wanted to help people, whether it was other kids on the playground or hurt animals found on the side of the road. He spoke of a boy of faith who grew into a young man whose faith remained steadfast even as the focus shifted, concluding that in retrospect it was only fitting that a boy who once professed a desire to heal the world would seek to go into medicine as an adult, and his persistence in that goal even over the objections of those who might have once thought they knew better. As he finished, he took an envelope from the inner pocket of his suit jacket and held it up in offering to the urn on the altar.

"Your scores from your last exam, son," he said, his own voice breaking a little. "You pushed yourself further than anyone could have expected of you, and you earned your top spot. We may not always have been able to say it to your face, but you always made your mother and I very proud to be your parents and to have you as our son."

Reverend Brady laid the envelope on the altar and then moved to rejoin his wife, who was no longer scowling but instead sobbing quietly. She turned her face into his chest when he sat beside her, and Cas turned his attention back to Sam to allow her grief its due privacy.

"Thank you, Reverend Brady," Sam nodded to the couple before taking a deep breath. "Our next speaker is one of Tyson Brady's long-time friends from Stanford, Jessica Moore."

Max kissed his wife on her cheek as she got up and traded places with Sam, squeezing his hand as they parted and she stood, staring down at the lectern for a few seconds, clearly wrestling with herself. Cas remembered the anger she had spoken of Brady with the day before and he had a feeling that her own grief was probably nearer the surface than she wanted to admit.

When she began to speak, her voice was quiet, controlled, and measured. She spoke of Brady the student, participating in class discussions and group projects with an easy charisma and encouraging others to do their part. She spoke of Brady the friend who saw fellow students who were maybe a little too quiet, a little too uncertain of themselves, and pulled them into his orbit and helped them blossom and find their social footing. She spoke briefly of an incident over one Thanksgiving that had left Brady shaken to the core and how he had to be coaxed back out again by the same friends whom he had spent time bolstering, being comforted and bolstered in his turn. She mentioned her marriage, how Brady had stepped up to be Best Man for her husband when she won the coin toss for which of them got Sam, and how Brady always welcomed every new addition to their friend network with compassion and kindness. Cas traded a glance with Jimmy, both of them hearing the undercurrent of something else there that was being talked around, and making a mental note to carefully probe into that at a later time.

Then Jessica spoke of the birth of her first child, the worries of a first-time mother who had no idea what to expect and Brady's thorough research into all of the different possibilities and probabilities for what could happen which he then compared to her actual charts to reassure her. She spoke of the actual birth, the nerve wracking hours spent in labor, and the relief for everyone once she got to hold her little girl for the first time, and how Brady was fourth in line to hold her after her husband and her daughter's godfather. She gently teased Sam about how nervous he had been accepting the role of godfather to her daughter, and how Brady had jokingly assured him that he would take the next one so as to reduce the pressure on his best friend.

Cas felt his stomach drop when Jessica opened up the clutch purse she had brought up and pulled out a small white square with a grainy black and white image. From across the aisle, there was a louder sob, but he couldn't look away from Jessica as she swallowed, reaching up to wipe beneath her eyes with a tissue.

"This is an awful way to announce I'm pregnant again," she said, the joking tone wavering under the threat of her tears. She held up the ultrasound photo and faced the altar. "This was supposed to be your godchild, you asshole. Now they'll just have to be your namesake, and you can't stop me."

"She's gonna make me be godfather again, isn't she," Cas heard Sam whisper to Max, who hummed an agreement and reached over to pat Sam on the knee before nudging him up. Jessica placed the ultrasound photograph on the altar and returned to her seat to settle against Max's side while Sam returned to the lectern.

"Thank you, Jess," Sam said after clearing his throat again. "And congratulations to you and Max for, as Brady would put it, another successful spawning attempt."

"Spawning attempt," Jimmy repeated under his breath beneath the cover of the smattering of laughter from the assembled that almost managed to drown out Mrs Brady's sobbing.

"They're a unique bunch," Cas murmured back dryly. He was still watching Sam, who stood waiting for everyone to settle down again.

"Brady's sense of humor, everyone," he said with a rueful little smile, before turning more serious. "Our third speaker requested not to be introduced by name since, as she put it, we aren't here for her, we're here for Brady. So... milady?"

Cas followed Sam's gaze over to the recessed alcove he hadn't actually noticed before. An olive-skinned woman with burnished golden hair braided up in a coronet around her head stepped out of the shadows. Her small hands clasped Sam's larger ones and they exchanged a few soft words that Cas thought might have been in Greek before Sam took his seat. The unnamed woman stepped up to the lectern and drew another envelope from somewhere in the folds of her dress.

"Good morning," she said to the assembled group, her voice soft and yet still carrying to everyone there easily. "I will not take your time up with my words. I am here to give you the words of Tyson Brady, the last words he wished to share with you, his friends and family, which he can no longer share with you himself. They are signed and sealed by his hand."

She showed the red wax seal on the back before using a fingernail to pry it up, breaking the seal. Then she opened the envelope and removed two sheets of paper which she unfolded and smoothed out on the lectern before lifting them to begin to read.

"'To all my friends and loved ones who could be here,'" she began. "'If you're reading this, then I'm no longer among the living. I can't say how it happened, but chances are it was because I was an idiot for some reason. No one better be blaming yourselves or each other for my death, either, because if I'm actually gone now then it was just my time to go.'

"'Time is a funny thing. I never really talked about this with any of you because I didn't know how to say it without sounding either crazy or fatalistic, but for the last several years I've felt like I've been living on borrowed time. Thing is, it was very literally borrowed time. That Thanksgiving I went home...  when we had that blowout fight where Mom accused me of being corrupted by the devil. It wasn't the devil, Mom. It was a demon.'"

Cas fumbled for Jimmy's hand and found his brother's fingers seeking him. They gripped each other's hands tightly as they sat listening, stunned.

"'All the prayers and crosses couldn't stop the demon from jamming itself down my throat, making me say those awful things to you both that we're still trying to find a way to heal and move on from. I know I hurt you both a lot that night, and I'm sorry I couldn't stop it. It wasn't God who saved me from that, though. It was Sam.'"

"Damn it, Brady...." Cas thought he heard Sam whisper, but his head was bowed and Smith had a hand on his shoulder.

"'Sam did what prayers couldn't do,'" the woman continued to read. "'He refused to give up on me, no matter what the demon said, and in the end he saved my life. All the time I've lived since that moment, I owe to you, Sam. You always refused to let me thank you before, well, you can't stop me now. I never told you what all the demon said and did while it had me tied up riding shotgun in my body until you pulled it out and gave me back the keys, and I guess now I'll be taking most of it to the afterlife with me.'

"'All I wanted in my life was to help and take care of others. I know that made it really hard on others to take care of me, but I can't stop you from taking care of me now. I've put in my will that I want to be cremated and my ashes buried under the roots of a new tree. I want you to pick a tree for me, Sam. I know you'll pick a good one, a tree that really says 'Tyson Sebastian Brady', and I know you won't let my parents bully you into letting them plant me in a box in some cemetery without one.'"

"It would serve him right if you planted him under a fig tree," Jess muttered to Sam, making him snort softly. The woman up at the lectern slanted an amused look at them both before shifting the pages to continue.

"'So this is it,'" she read out solemnly. "'The last call for Tyson Brady. We had a good run, if a bit shorter than any of us might've hoped, and our Lady willing we'll see each other again eventually. No hurry, though. I want you all to live long and happy lives with lots of fun and shared joys that you can tell me all about when you get here. All the sorrows, too. After all, it's okay if rain falls, 'cause that just makes the garden grow stronger.'

"'Take care of each other, since I'm not there to do it anymore. I love you all.'

"The letter is signed 'Tyson Sebastian Brady, MD-presumptive'," she concluded, shuffling the papers and folding them again. She slipped them into the envelope and laid them on the altar next to the exam results and the ultrasound photograph, then raised her hand and moved it in an odd gesture over the urn before turning and nodding to Sam. Sam nodded back and stood, moving to the lectern as the woman went, not back to the recessed alcove, but up the aisle to take a seat in the pew next to Cas and Jimmy directly behind Smith.

"Thank you," Sam nodded to her again, once again not naming her, and receiving a nod in return. "And now for a moment of reflection as we hear the song chosen by Brady and noted in his will as his preferred send off. Once again, please remember, Brady's sense of humor."

Sam reached behind him to the stereo set-up and pressed a couple of buttons. For a moment there was silence, and then a series of all-too-familiar synth beats split the quiet. Cas found himself choking on laughter, leaning against an equally amused Jimmy, as the chapel was filled with jeers, guffaws, and the sounds of an eighties pop hit no one could forget.

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[ao3feedsamifer]

The mysterious case of Sam's cat

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/CbWi5I3

by Mykingdomforacupoftea

Sam is seven years old when he gets to keep a cat he found. It's not a normal cat though. Sam likes him even more.

Words: 3346, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lucifer (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Jessica Moore, Charlie Bradbury, Missouri Moseley, Azazel (Supernatural)

Relationships: Lucifer/Sam Winchester

Additional Tags: Cute, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Shapeshifting, Minor Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester, cat!Lucifer, demon!Lucifer, No Hunting, Good Parent John, kid!Sam, then he grows up

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#fanfic #ao3feed samifer #samifer #supernatural

[ao3feeddestiel]

Undertow

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/RHUvjF8 by subzeroflame1216 Dr. Castiel Winchester once believed that the toughest challenges in his marriage revolved around trivial debates over Marvel versus DC and mundane household chores. However, his perception shatters when he and Dean are plunged into a harrowing abyss of relentless torment. Struggling to cling to each other in the suffocating darkness, they face a monstrous ordeal that threatens to tear them apart forever. Can they navigate the treacherous waters of their shared nightmare and emerge intact, or are they destined to be swallowed whole by the abyss of their own despair? Words: 10487, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Meg Masters, Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore (Supernatural), Anna Milton, Victor Henriksen, Benny Lafitte, Charlie Bradbury, Missouri Moseley, Pamela Barnes (Supernatural), Lisa Braeden, Ben Braeden, Bobby Singer (Supernatural), Ellen Harvelle, John Winchester, Cole Trenton, Gordon Walker, Hannah (Supernatural) Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Mystery, Missing Persons, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Dean Winchester, Omega Castiel (Supernatural), Doctor Castiel (Supernatural), Nurse Dean Winchester, Bad Parent John Winchester, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Heavy Angst, Angst and Feels, Fluff and Angst, Amnesia, Minor Character Death, Explicit Sexual Content, Angst with a Happy Ending, Happy Ending read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/RHUvjF8

#IFTTT #Undertow #subzeroflame1216

[destielficsread]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Charlie Bradbury, Jessica Moore (Supernatural), John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Bobby Singer (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Castiel (Supernatural), Omega Dean Winchester, Soulmates, two-person love triangle, Light Angst, Dean Winchester Needs a Hug, Fluff and Smut, Dom/sub Undertones, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Size Kink, Marking, Hair-pulling, Manhandling, Scenting, Biting, Anal Fingering, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Multiple Orgasms, Breeding, Begging Dean Winchester, Blow Jobs, Come Eating, Rimming, Knotting, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Come Marking, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Child Neglect, Past Character Death Summary:

When newly jobless Omega Dean Winchester finds himself without a place to live, a chance meeting with an Alpha looking for a roommate seems like a tempting offer, in more ways than one. Sure, there's something about the guy, but Dean already has Casanova. The only problem? Dean really doesn’t know much about Casanova, aside from what they’ve shared in the online teaching forum where they met. Just that he’s completely head over heels for him. But when the idea that the Alpha and Casanova are one in the same is a little too hard to ignore, Dean’s not all that sure he knows what he wants, or what he believes in anymore.

#25k to 50k #destiel