“Oh, Sherlock, why did you get that
Odd ornament showing a bat?
This wasn’t good planning—
The tree is now spanning
The whole bloody floor of our flat!”
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The tree that Holmes bought was absurdly tall and wide.
John gasped, “For the love of... how’d you get this inside?”
Then out leaped a squirrel,
Who made quite a twirl,
While Holmes said, “Interesting. Observe how it glides.”
So John looked at the tree and he said
“Maybe you should have bought one instead.
A squirrel and a bat
Did you really plan that?
Is there another surprise in my bed?”
I am incapable of any sort of throughline on these; it's just whatever falls out of my brainholes in the moment. Please enjoy (and you have been warned.)
Planning a wedding's a lot,
With his face in his hands, Sherlock thought
More than difficult crimes,
Which I've solved loads of times.
Although 'John in tuxedo' sounds hot...
So I'm just stealing @helloliriels' tag list. *waves* Hi!
“Oh, Sherlock, why did you get that
Odd ornament showing a bat?
This wasn’t good planning—
The tree is now spanning
The whole bloody floor of our flat!”
Thanks for reblogging! Hot cocoa for adding your own limerick!
The tree that Holmes bought was absurdly tall and wide.
John gasped, “For the love of... how’d you get this inside?”
Then out leaped a squirrel,
Who made quite a twirl,
While Holmes said, “Interesting. Observe how it glides.”
Oh, there once was a tall, sour man.
Finding love was left out of his plan.
But he saw his lil' bro
Making eyes with some schmoe
And he thought maybe? Maybe I can.
There's hope for you yet, Sir, if the many mystrade fics I've read have anything to say about it!
My Ao3 collection is All I Want for Rickmas is You. :) Additional ficlets or other bits may definitely appear there! Master Prompt Post
Let me know if you want on or off the list! @helloliriels @friday411 @meetinginsamarra @peanitbear @naefelldaurk @totallysilvergirl @fruitviking @basketcasebetty @copperplatebeech @chriscalledmesweetie
So here is this year's 'Rickmas plan...
I'm just going to do what I can
Off the others I'll riff
(Hopefully I won't wiff)
Because I'm their number one fan!
-=<+>=-
The truth is I wrote these in advance
And now you might look at me askance
I'm not good at improv
And it's really because of
The fear that I'll just blow my chance…
Sherlock hung mistletoe high on the wall
then "accidentally" kissed John in the hall
but it all turned half-assed
just as Mycroft walked passed:
"Oh splendid. Romance. The worst yuletide of all."
It's tricky to 'rick a rhyme: @helloliriels @ghostofnuggetspast @meetinginsamarra @peanitbear @naefelldaurk @totallysilvergirl @fruitviking @friday411 @copperplatebeech @chriscalledmesweetie
Well, it could be lemon juice?! :D Nah, this is Sherlock we’re talking about.
Politeness is Good Strategy
Your John took the time out to bake
And pink frost each single cupcake.
Now, Sherlock, say thanks,
Because kindness banks
Some kudos for when you’re a flake.
Sorry, but this is the first thing I thought of when I heard "putting acid on the cupcakes"
The acid turned out to be psychedelic
Which triggered John to speak in Goidelic
He sang Holmes his praises
in Scots Gaelic phrases
a result Sherlock found most angelic
BUT THEN!
Then colours exploded all hyper-chromatic
And John found the wallpaper wildly dramatic
he held his poor head
and despairingly said,
"Holmes, your methods are a bit problematic."
It's tricky to 'rick a rhyme: @ghostofnuggetspast @helloliriels @friday411 @meetinginsamarra @peanitbear @naefelldaurk @totallysilvergirl @fruitviking @chriscalledmesweetie
“My mind,” he said, “rebels at stagnation.
Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere.
I can dispense then with artificial stimulants. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation.
That is why I have chosen my own particular profession,—or rather created it, for I am the only one in the world.”
~ Sherlock Holmes
-=<+>=-
Holmes’ mind rebels at stagnation
Craving instead exhalation
Send the man telegrams
Brimming with cryptograms
Detecting is his true vocation.
-=<+>=-
"Holmes how can you risk psychosis?
The risks you run are enormous!
Morphine and cocaine
Will both rot your brain.
The damage that's done is atrocious!"
-=<+>=-
Dear Watson, have you not noticed?
My eyes are bright and in focus
My cravings' erased
When I have a case.
You've made the wrong diagnosis!"
-=<+>=-
Miss Morstan had come to their door
The detective's help to now implore
Her dad had gone missing
And soon they were listening
To her story and found out there's more…
-=<+>=-
So then her tale unfurls
Someone keeps sending her pearls
They say she's been wronged
For the truth she's now longed
Instead of the darkness that swirls…
-=<+>=-
And now there's a chance to learn more
(At least a bit more than before)
She's asked to a meeting
So now she's entreating
The pair's help for what's now in store
-=<+>=-
That night the three banded together
To find out just who wrote the letter
They were whisked through the night
And were stunned by the sight
Of a mansion just bursting with treasure
-=<+>=-
They met with the man they did seek
(Though he was a bit of a creep)
The man that they spoke to
Was Thaddeus Sholto
The tale he told was unique…
-=<+>=-
It seemed like an old tale of yore
Their fathers had met in the war
The treasure was real
And one they did steal
Which promised them riches galore
-=<+>=-
But Major Sholto was greedy
And even though he'd signed a treaty
He left them in prison
(Quite a bad decision)
And his departure was speedy
-=<+>=-
But Mary's father had tracked him down
And he came to old London town
Then he wrote to Mary
(And she didn't tarry)
But by then he couldn't be found…
-=<+>=-
It turned out her poor dad had died
When confronting the major he'd tried
They covered it up
(Since he was corrupt)
The treasure he then went to hide.
-=<+>=-
The major had now died of fright
(And that was just the other night)
Some poetic justice?
Is that what confronts us?
Will some treasure make it all right?
-=<+>=-
Thaddeus talked the night away
(Since he had a whole lot to say)
"We must see my brother"
(Since there was another)
And to him they drove right away…
-=<+>=-
But when they got there he was dead
And the ones that did it had fled
The box with the treasure
They took for good measure
Just leaving the body instead…
-=<+>=-
T'was a locked room in an attic
(Accessibility, problematic)
There's a footprint in tar
But so small it's bizarre…
Sherlock was simply ecstatic!
-=<+>=-
Another print there in the dust
About which Holmes constantly fussed
T'was of a "timber toe"
(That's a peg-leg you know)
A clue which they keenly discussed.
-=<+>=-
The weapon? A poisonous dart.
(Sherlock knew right from the start)
Utterly lethal
(Holmes was quite gleeful)
Not touching it proved to be smart.
-=<+>=-
Athelney Jones is a lazy lout,
A great big bobby who loves to shout.
And when he goes off
It's always half-cocked.
On a case he's a huge pain throughout.
-=<+>=-
Jones's head was full of theories
That he bent the facts to with ease
Ignoring the rest
(It's what he does best)
Despite all of Holmes helpful queries.
-=<+>=-
And when Holmes needs someone found
He sends for the best dog around.
When it comes to it
Old Toby can do it
Even when the game's gone to ground.
-=<+>=-
But the trail lead to the river
So a boat they must now consider
Now Holmes called up the boys
Whom he deploys
And boy do these laddies deliver!
-=<+>=-
They found the Aurora at last
She certainly proved to be fast
But the law ran her down
Little Tonga was drowned
The Sign of the Four's time had passed.
-=<+>=-
The treasure went down in the Thames
Holmes and Watson are still best of friends
Mary's not forgotten
She's now Mrs Watson
And that's how our long story ends
-=<+>=-
"How often have I said to you that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable must be the truth."
~ Sherlock Holmes
-=<+>=-
How often have I said to you
That when you're reviewing each clue
Cut the impossible
Mind the improbable
Because you will find out it's true
-=<+>=-
The End!
I'm doing limericks for all of the ACD Holmes stories!
Catch up here 🍀
Drop a comment if you want to be tagged when I post!
Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere.
I can dispense then with artificial stimulants.
But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation.
That is why I have chosen my own particular profession,—or rather created it, for I am the only one in the world.”
~ Sherlock Holmes
-=<+>=-
Holmes’ mind rebels at stagnation
Craving instead exhalation
Send the man telegrams
Brimming with cryptograms
Detecting is his true vocation.
-=<+>=-
"Holmes how can you risk psychosis?
The risks you run are enormous!
Morphine and cocaine
Will both rot your brain.
The damage that's done is atrocious!"
-=<+>=-
Dear Watson, have you not noticed?
My eyes are bright and in focus
My cravings' erased
When I have a case.
You've made the wrong diagnosis!"
-=<+>=-
Miss Morstan had come to their door
The detective's help to now implore
Her dad had gone missing
And soon they were listening
To her story and found out there's more…
-=<+>=-
So then her tale unfurls
Someone keeps sending her pearls
They say she's been wronged
For the truth she's now longed
Instead of the darkness that swirls…
-=<+>=-
And now there's a chance to learn more
(At least a bit more than before)
She's asked to a meeting
So now she's entreating
The pair's help for what's now in store
-=<+>=-
That night the three banded together
To find out just who wrote the letter
They were whisked through the night
And were stunned by the sight
Of a mansion just bursting with treasure
-=<+>=-
They met with the man they did seek
(Though he was a bit of a creep)
The man that they spoke to
Was Thaddeus Sholto
The tale he told was unique…
-=<+>=-
It seemed like an old tale of yore
Their fathers had met in the war
The treasure was real
And one they did steal
Which promised them riches galore
-=<+>=-
But Major Sholto was greedy
And even though he'd signed a treaty
He left them in prison
(Quite a bad decision)
And his departure was speedy
-=<+>=-
But Mary's father had tracked him down
And he came to old London town
Then he wrote to Mary
(And she didn't tarry)
But by then he couldn't be found…
-=<+>=-
It turned out her poor dad had died
When confronting the major he'd tried
They covered it up
(Since he was corrupt)
The treasure he then went to hide.
-=<+>=-
The major had now died of fright
(And that was just the other night)
Some poetic justice?
Is that what confronts us?
Will some treasure make it all right?
-=<+>=-
Thaddeus talked the night away
(Since he had a whole lot to say)
"We must see my brother"
(Since there was another)
And to him they drove right away…
-=<+>=-
But when they got there he was dead
And the ones that did it had fled
The box with the treasure
They took for good measure
Just leaving the body instead…
-=<+>=-
T'was a locked room in an attic
(Accessibility, problematic)
There's a footprint in tar
But so small it's bizarre…
Sherlock was simply ecstatic!
-=<+>=-
Another print there in the dust
About which Holmes constantly fussed
T'was of a "timber toe"
(That's a peg-leg you know)
A clue which they keenly discussed.
-=<+>=-
The weapon? A poisonous dart.
(Sherlock knew right from the start)
Utterly lethal
(Holmes was quite gleeful)
Not touching it proved to be smart.....
-=<+>=-
I'm doing limericks for all of the ACD Holmes stories!
Catch up here 🍀
Drop a comment if you want to be tagged when I post
Summary: Dean Winchester wishes only for a normal life. He has a great job and a wonderful wife and all is as it should be. But when an ancient vampyre sets its sights on him, he finds his life coming apart at the seams. A mysterious and horrifying compulsion draws him closer to the creature until, eventually, that eternal embrace is the only thing he desires.
Hi everyone! This is the master post for my art for this year’s @deancasbigbang. I was paired with the lovely @basketcasebetty, who wove a wonderfully gothic horror tale for our guys! Under the cut are the two paintings I did based on the story:
Art Post for "Dance Till I'm Dead" by starryn1ghtsky!
Black Swan is one of my favorite movies, so as soon as I saw this fic in the claims gallery, I knew I wanted to try to claim it. I'm so very lucky I did, and @starry-n1ght-skyyy's fic does not disappoint!
It captures the self-consciousness, slow dread, and descent into hallucinatory terror that Nina in Black Swan experiences, while making it fit for Dean's character, and also makes use of the large NYC apartment space and other roles in the company shown on screen to carve out a vital role for Cas.
For one of the main art pieces, I wanted to do the iconic scene that starryn1ghtsky adapts, where Dean in Nina's role steps out of the ballet company bathroom stall to find the damning word, 'Whore', written on the mirror. I talk more about the scene's meaning and the way it's been meme-d in my Ao3 art post. Here, starryn1ghtsky sent me a reference swatch for the exact lipstick (a softer, less transgressive nude color compared to the bold red in the movie) so I could use it in the scene, and to make it pop more, I used a color on the opposite side of the wheel for the bathroom tiles.
Also made a GIF version for the mirror effect:
I played around with the timing, but anything faster than 0.5s per frame hurt my eyes so I figured it wouldn't be pleasant to others.
For the second main art piece, I chose to illustrate one of Dean's hallucinations: a scene from chapter four where Dean hallucinates an eldritch true-form angel bursting out of his concerned neighbor Cas:
Similar to how I did Dean in the bottle of Angel's Envy for Maxine's fic Forget Me Not, I painted each element on its own layer, exported the picture to Canva after toggling each one on, then set the time for each frame and exported it as a GIF.
I also did a reverse incident of the banner: where in Maxine's fic I did the main art first and then combined them to make the final banner, here, I'd done the banner for promos, then removed the text (same font as was used in Black Swan's end credits!) and logo, and added Dean's tutu so that it could be used as an additional main art piece.
And for fun I made these black and white swan feather dividers. I painted the white ones first, then duplicated and inverted it to get the black ones, and fixed it on an off-white background so it would show up on Ao3's default site skin.
Please drop a comment if you enjoyed, and go read starryn1ghtsky's fic and give it the love it deserves!
Link to Fic | Link to Art post on Ao3 (more details and discussion)
I wish I'd had endless time to illustrate all the fics I did art for, I really enjoyed this experience and learned a lot by playing with new techniques.
thank you for the tags LOVE you guys and hit me up on my disc for a kiss: @gojodickbig @fayerie @sugurusladyknightt @fear-is-truth
currently reading: haha who reads lol...
last song: cowboy gangster politican - goldie boutilier
last film: superman
last series: overcompensating
sweet/savory/salty: spicy i make my own rules
tea or coffee: anything with caffeine to keep me going
working on: getting over this gosh darn cold that wants to keep me shackled in my bedroom
✦ nine no pressure tags my loves: @prosypepper @joemama-2 @letteremi @hellowoolf @redrrem @getouyuri @eraserbread @nialovessatoru @kunareads
I suck at tagging games but lets give it ago. (Thank you for the tag love)
Currently Reading: Destiel fanfiction. Depending on the size, I read like 5 or 6 fics a day. If they're smaller its more.
Last Song: Threat Level Orange by Earth to Eve. Its anti-trump, anti-fascist and just a good song.
Last Film: The Black Phone (the first one)
Last series: Supernatural obvi but aside from that (because I watch it all the time) so Resident Alien
Sweet, savory, or salty: It depends. I have low BP so I eat alot of salty stuff
Tea or Coffee: Dr. Pepper? I love both tea and coffee.
Workin on: myself 🤣🤣 I have three Destiel WIP. I'm splitting my time between, and none of them are going to be done anytime soon.
@that-stanford-girlie @galaxyedging @swansong67 @bereft-reeling @perfectanamentality @mercurialkitty (and open tag. I picked the first ones I remembered off the top of my head 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣)
Currently (re)reading: Lockwood and Co. by Jonathan Stroud
Last song: Disasterology by Pierce the Veil
Last film: Hocus Pocus
last series: Supernatural, and Psych
salty, savory, or sweet: SWEET. I have the sweet tooth of the trickster/archangel Gabriel
Tea or Coffee: I’m actually a coffee addict 🫠
Working on: Getting my law degree (yes, the lawyer who is a total nerd)
Tags: (no pressure guys it’s just for fun) @dandelions4dew, @caffeinatedwolf84, @doctorprofessorsong, @lazarus-rose, @demetriustheangel,@littlefangs00, and @superslutural, off the top of my head 🫠
@artemis-73 @entropic-saudade thanks for the dual tag lol!
Currently Reading: Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle
Last Song: Master Blaster by Stevie Wonder (well, it's currently the song stuck in my head)
Last Movie: Weapons (I'm seeing a trend here, lol!)
Last Series: Currently watching a few things: The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (Granada TV, 1984), Gen V, Chucky
Salty, Savory, Sweet: Salty and savory are both good, sweet has to be mild. (I just made borscht, I suppose that's a bit of all 3)
Tea or Coffee: Yorkshire tea with milk and sugar
Working on: A few different fics! One Johnlock serial that I post weekly, one IWTV fic that I'm trying to finish before TVL airs, and a few for upcoming Destiel bangs 🎉🎉🎉DCBB will be posting in less than 2 weeks! 🎉🎉🎉
Dean🔪Cas Horrorfest IV: The Reckoning MASTERPOST 🩸
Come one, come all to the fourth annual commencement of the DeanCas Horrorfest! By now, you probably know what we’re all about here, but I can assure you, you won’t want to miss any of the works created this round. 🎃
Horror? Of course!
Fucked up relationship dynamics? We got it.
Blood? Buckets of the stuff!
Sometimes even as lube!
Haha, unless..
MASTERPOST below the cut:
1. Before They Do Unto You | 5.9k | Rated M | story by @ravenfuchs & art by @were-makin-it-up-as-we-go
It’s been ten years since the high school clique calling themselves the Knights of Hell has seen each other. They are gathered for a reunion of sorts at a two story house off of a bayou.Ten years ago the brother of one of the Knights was driven to suicide (or was he?) - everyone gathered for the weekend had some part to play in the untimely demise of Castiel Novak.
As all the Knights are gathered an electronically altered voice alerts them that they are there to atone for the part they each played in Castiel’s fate ten years ago. They are joined by Dean Winchester who was another tool used in their torment as the knights went after every support Castiel had at school and ran off his friends.
They soon discover that none of their group sent out the invites and that something more sinister is at play.
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2. Once Upon A Nightmare | 9k | Rated E | story by @ishipdestiel & art by @j-k-t-e
Dean and Castiel Winchester, along with their five year old son, Jack, start being visited by an inhuman entity. What starts as sleep paralysis quickly turns into much more.
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3. Among Us | 25.2k | Rated E | story by @motherofdragonflies & art by @fruuitvampire
The captain of the Skeld, a deep space exploration vessel, is discovered dismembered and accusations fly thick and fast. But when another crewmate is later found dead, they realise an Imposter, a shapeshifting alien being bent on killing everyone, is on board. Can Dean Winchester and the rest of the crew discover which one of them is the Imposter before it kills them all? And how is Dean supposed to do all this while dealing with the fact that the man that he had a mind-blowing one-night stand with the night before he left for his mission is now his commanding officer?
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4. The Night He Came Home | 28.5k | Rated E | story by @friendofcarlotta & art by @all6pistols
Five years have passed since Castiel Milton killed the co-founders of the homophobic Haddonfield Baptist Church, also known as his parents. Five years that Castiel has spent in total silence on the secure ward at Smith’s Grove Sanitarium.
But when Castiel’s psychiatrist (and aspiring true crime writer) Chuck Shurley reveals that Haddonfield Baptist Church is going to be resurrected under new leadership, Castiel escapes the sanitarium. His goal: to cut the head off the snake once again.
He doesn’t expect to meet and fall for Haddonfield resident Dean Winchester, who turns out to be a kindred spirit in ways Castiel could never have guessed.
Shame there are a few things that stand in the way of their happy ending: two hateful pastors, an irritating co-worker, the ghosts of childhood, and a writer who’s determined to make himself the hero of the story.
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5. The Object of My Obsession | 28k | Rated E | story by @avonlady42 & art by @socks-in-bed
Dean Winchester is an FBI agent living with his high school sweetheart for the past 16 years, and for the past 5 years he has been investigating a serial killer they nicknamed Angel. He’s thankful he has Castiel to go home to every night.
Castiel Novak has been hiding who he truly is from his boyfriend, Dean, for the past 16 years. Everything he does is for the man who holds the key to his heart, the man who he has been obsessed with since he laid eyes on him.
When Dean discovers the true identity of the man he has been hunting, will he be able to arrest him, or will Castiel succeed in getting Dean to join him with a secret captive that has haunted Dean’s dreams since he was four?
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6. The Summer of ‘97 | 10.6k | Rated E | story by @xpurdyglambertx & art by @thestarsmakemedream-art
Dean Winchester has always known something was wrong with him, has always known there was a darkness inside him that no one would understand. The White Rabbit is a local legend said to roam the woods surrounding Camp Willamette - a masked serial killer in a bunny mask. This killer knows the darkness that Dean tries so hard to hide; knows things about Dean's past that are impossible for anyone to know. When Dean's darkest secrets are revealed, what path will he choose? Will he continue on wearing a mask of his own, or will he finally give into his dark side?
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7. Basket Case | 51.8k | Rated E | story by @an-android-in-a-tutu & art by @basketcasebetty
What is the secret Sam Winchester is hiding in the Basket?
Riding into New York City on a bus from Sioux Falls, a wide-eyed gangly young man checks himself into a hotel that calls itself the Roadhouse. He seems like one more kid from the boonies, ready to be dazzled by the city lights or chewed up in her shadows, but strange happenings follow in his footsteps.
Sam Winchester says he won't be in town long, and he carries an odd wicker basket under his arm, he smiles easily, and dodges questions even easier.
It's not even two days before trouble finds him, his room ransacked in the middle of the day and another tenant found dead across the hall, savaged with what looks like claws.
Sam couldn't have had a thing to do with it, of course, he was out all day.
But the basket wasn't.
Who is Sam? What brought him to New York? What secrets hide behind the innocent puppydog looks?
And most importantly...
What's in the Basket?
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8. One More Time to Kill the Pain | 10k | Rated E | story by @valandrawrites & art by @alicetallula
From the moment Dean Winchester arrived at Castiel’s high school, beautiful and untouchable, Cas was obsessed. He watched from shadowed hallways, wanting something he knew he could never have. When Dean finally touched him, it was behind closed doors—secret and savage. But Castiel was willing to kneel for scraps of Dean’s affection.
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9. Bound to Follow | 12.3k | Rated M | story by @baileys101 & art by @szlez
Stepping into the dark and ruined house was, in hindsight, not one of Castiel’s better ideas.
But he wanted to prove himself.
He would hunt the thing. Save whoever needed saving and earn his place in the bunker. Castiel had told himself that if the case didn’t require 'people skills,’ he’d manage just fine on his own.
As it turned out, he was wrong.
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10. Out of Body, Out of Time | 8k | Rated E | story by @seidenapfel & art by @onowey
The door to the Bunker falls shut and Dean finds himself in a place of total darkness. All his senses are gone. Only touch remains, but it quickly dwindles.
Dean is trapped. Confined to a body that isn't his any longer, he starts to question all that ever was, most of all himself.
He has almost given up, when a draft tickles his skin. Something is out there. Laughing. At him.
And, suddenly, blue eyes light up.
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11. Subduction | 26.2k | Rated M | story by @bowlegsandbiceps & art by @hawkland
No dwelling, no matter how fortified, stays neutral forever. Time seeps in. It settles. Carves intention into stone, affection into wiring, resentment into the walls themselves. The Bunker had no name, no face, no heart - until it was asked to love. And it loved them terribly.
After Dean is paralyzed and broken, The Bunker tenderly stitches their lives back together - resurrecting Cas, healing wounds, holding them close - until talk of leaving awakens something possessive, warping reality, weaponizing love, and turning their sanctuary into a cage they may never escape.
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12. Clench Thy Teeth | 13.2k | Rated M | story by @geraniumsky & art by @alicetallula
Newly-human Castiel is in bitter exile from the bunker but he’s not resentful enough to turn Dean down when he invites him on a hunt. The hunt in question, in a small Pennsylvania town, involves missing children, and a history of child disappearances going back to the early nineteenth century.
Something has its teeth sunk deep in the town, and maybe sunk deep in Dean too, who’s troubled by a sense of déjà vu. Castiel, all too human, is troubled by half-buried angelic memories as well, some useful, and some painful and likely to be potentially crippling at just the wrong, dangerous, moment.
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13. Cassie the Murder Doll | 13.4k | Rated E | story by @basketcasebetty & art by @xfancyfranart
This is a classic meet cute (in which Cas, AKA the Mill City Butcher, starts stalking Dean after transferring his soul into a Good Guy doll) where our protagonists fall in love at first sight (or rather, Castiel develops an unhinged obsession with Dean) and have an eventual happily ever after where everyone lives and nothing bad happens**
**Exceptions: Dean’s entire family dies young, Dean’s best friends die bloody, and Dean’s crush is possessed by the most infamous serial killer in Twin Cities history.
Or
A Bloody Awful Child's Play AU.
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14. Strange Animal | 42.6k | Rated E | story by @thisisapaige & art by @witchy-worm
It's 1999 and twenty-year-old Dean Winchester is doing his best to take care of Sam after their parents' deaths two years ago. It was tough at first but, after settling into his job as a closing supervisor at Hunter's Hollow's one grocery store, he's kept his head above water. Mostly.
But, come September, Dean's car stops working for no discernible reason. When he's walking home one night, the forest pitch black, he feels someone— something— breathing down his neck. Terrified, he runs.
When he emerges into the light, a strange man named Castiel approaches him. He's odd, this Castiel, with his piercings, combat boots, battered old trench coat covered in homemade patches, and bright blue eyes that shine golden in a glint of the light. The handsome stranger stirs feelings within Dean best left buried. Dean makes the man leave, certain he will never see that weirdo again.
But the moment in the forest isn't an isolated incident. Dean is in danger. Something out there wants him dead. Or worse.
Good thing Cas is always there to save him.
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15. Formaldehyde Kiss | 16k | Rated E | story by @bleuzombie & art by @kingdumbass
Castiel has had an affinity for the dead since he was a child. His first kiss and only sexual experiences have been with the bodies he has access to at LaMort Mortuary & Crematorium. Castiel is perfectly content with his choice of lovers. But fellow medical student Dean Winchester is about to ruin everything.
For the first time in his life Castiel is drawn to someone living. Dean is enthralled by the strange and mysterious Castiel. He will do anything to give Castiel the love he craves.
Anything.
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16. Affliction | 31k | Rated E | story by @artemis-73 & art by @lamiasage
In 1839, Dean Winchester has left behind the night terrors of his childhood and the unnatural desires that ultimately drove his family from England.
Now in Nuremberg, he enjoys a quiet life with his brother, sister-in-law, and pious fiancee. As a favor to his solicitor brother, he travels to Transylvania to meet with a client, Count Orlok. In the looming, decaying castle blanketed in snow, Dean finds the count to be a lonely figure seemingly desperate for human connection.
As Dean's health declines, he is plagued by strange, vivid dreams that span the castle's history, his own memories, and fantasies he had hoped to leave years in the past and an ocean away. While his life and sanity crumble, he must choose between what he should want and what he fears.]
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17. Dark Inspirations | 33.6k | Rated E | story by @entropic-saudade & art by @zissie
Dean Winchester put a lot on the line when he decided to quit working in his father's auto shop and pursue a degree in creative writing: his family’s respect, his future, money, time. If he doesn’t impress his advisor with a solid thesis idea soon, he’s screwed. It doesn’t help that he’s outperformed by his cliquey peers from more privileged backgrounds.
When one of said peers invites him to an underground workshop, he discovers that the secret to their success lies not in their own merit, but in the entities they summon to work through them. Invoking the muses is a tradition going back to the Ancient Greeks, they argue. Dean is skeptical, but after his first night of offering himself up as a medium, he’s hooked. He lets himself be subject to various influences, each darker than the one before, reveling in the work they make together. There’s no going back—not even when a particularly bloodthirsty demon named Alastair latches onto him, wanting to be his personal mentor.
Until one night, when Dean becomes host to something no one in the group has ever been possessed by before: an angel of the Lord, who warns them to stop before they lose themselves to muses much worse than Alastair.
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