trickery with words is where humans live

JJ, she/her, this is the gushier sideblog - ao3 under the same name - mainly for spn if we're being real. for the record i wanted sam to be happy and for dean and cas to make each other worse romanticstylez xx

[shnehollander]

he has actually never done anything wrong in his life

[kerryweaverlesbian]

"I'm full-frontal in here, dude."

Chuck voyeurising Dean having sex, while having sex.

The opening (warning for POV character sexism, and non-con voyeurism):

Dean’s having sex. The images flow into his head, flow through him. The run-off adrenaline. The residue of blood on his hands, washed off but not clean. Broad hands, worker’s hands, a real man’s hands, wrapped around the thighs of some easy thing he found at a bar. “You like that, baby?” Dean says, and Chuck echos, and Becky nods, biting her lip and squirming beneath him. “Yeah. Yeah!” Nothing in her head except for being touched, and nothing in Chuck’s but Dean, his fingers, working over his chick’s pussy and kissing into the hairless crease between her thigh and lips. Chuck follows the movement, and gets a pube on his tongue, but he manages to lick it off on Becky’s leg without her noticing. Becky’s hairy all over, dark and soft, which Chuck has tried getting off her with a few stray comments, but she hasn’t picked up on it yet. It’s strange: when Dean’s with a hairy woman, he makes it feel sexy. Old school, like his car and his music taste. Chuck thinks of Dean riding his Baby down the highway, hot Keith Richards guitar vibrating through him, his signature colt on the bench beside him, and groans.

for @autisticandroids' spn triangle week! we love triangle-ating desire over here on kerryweaverlesbian dot tumblr dot com

[autisticandroids]

supernatural triangle week

hi everybody! in july it will be my birthday and you all have to cater to my interests. and my interests are SUPERNATURAL and TRIANGULAR DYNAMICS! muahahaha.

i am hosting an event for putting characters from the cw's supernatural through romantic trysts where three may or may not be a crowd. from throuples to love triangles and everything in between. five days of threes (and mores), from july ninth to july thirteenth.

rules:

this is totally ship agnostic! pick whatever characters you wish. just make sure there's at least three.

tag your stuff #spntriangleweek if you put it on tumblr.

put your stuff in the ao3 collection if it's on ao3.

make it something at least vaguely related to the prompts below.

have fun!

thursday, july ninth: love triangle / omegaverse and etc.

get your love triangle on. whether it's about being torn between what one should want and what one does want, or being truly in love with two people at once, it's time to force our favorite characters to make some hard decisions.

grab your favorite fanfiction gender system: omegaverse, biobdsm, or some new thing you came up with based on side-blotched lizards. now make it triangles.

friday, july tenth: polyamory / closet

put your characters in an actual throuple - or maybe a v. have them react to their partner's new girlfriend, or just sit back and watch.

nail that closet door shut. it's your choice as to whether you want to take a crowbar to it by the end of the story

saturday, july eleventh: triangulation of desire / vessels

have your characters express their desire for each other through their desire for someone else. have character a believe they are in love with character b because character b has character c. or have them become obsessed with becoming character b. have character a micromanage b and c's sex life as a substitute for fucking character b. have characters a and c perform their love through character b's body.

exploit supernatural's most fun mechanic - possession. have more people than there are bodies to go around, and let that complicate sex and sexuality.

sunday, july twelfth: infidelity / alternate norms

get down to business homewrecking. destroy the nuclear family. ruin lives in petty, horrible little ways, then give out undeserved happy endings. or don't :).

show me a society where the norm is something else - patriarchal polygamy, sedoretu, troll romance, or something totally original. then show me the characters butting up against those norms, or perhaps... violating them.

monday, july thirteenth: something other / voyeurism

explore a triangular dynamic which isn't exactly about three "people" who "want" to "fuck" each other. explore the concept of the platonic third wheel who is more deeply In This Relationship than either of the people fucking each other. or perhaps consider that the third in a relationship might not be a person, but a memory, or a concept, or an inanimate object.

just because there are three people in the dynamic doesn't mean the other two have to know that.

supernatural triangle week! come play with me this july, from the ninth to the thirteenth.

[captainangua]

Wrote some Lucifer possessing Mary in s12 and giving her a night out for the @autisticandroids weekend of triangles xx

Also on ao3

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This could become the second time you birth an antichrist.

Mary didn’t respond. Responding only encouraged him and in any case the archangel knew how she felt. At first there’d been a separation, an ability she’d had to keep a part of herself safe but that was breaking down. The edges between her and Satan were no longer so clear as they had been. Hadn’t she always longed to find her own kind of power? Hadn’t she always wanted her father’s understanding?

But it wasn’t just their pasts that had started mixing into some new mythology but what they experienced in their present. Whatever he did he made her feel it all and she’d be lying if she claimed all she felt was bad.

Strong hands gripped her back to thrust the cock beneath her in deeper and one of them moaned.

Your John had another child, did they tell you?

The devil lied but this didn’t feel like a lie. She rolled her hips and snarled.

There was a woman behind her, holding her chest still and caressing her breasts, teasing the nipples with what felt like practiced motions. A lifetime ago she’d learned that John liked it when she bit his. It embarrassed him to ask for it, but he enjoyed it. She’d enjoyed giving him pleasure but worried to push them too far from normalcy.

Do you want him back? We could bring him back again, just like you did before.

Look how that turned out.

He laughed with her mouth, no doubt unnerving the couple who’d taken them home but soon enough the woman was closing her mouth with a kiss, likely to shut her up.

You’re enjoying having someone else run the body. Admit it.

The kiss broke off and Mary concentrated only on speeding up to find her own release.

Look at him. Too old to be your child and younger than your sons. You didn’t want to be here anyway. This wasn’t the body I’m supposed to have but it’s close. And we could fix it. I don’t think you’d mind the adjustments.

She was so close. Her knees were close to giving in but she was close she was close if she just ignored the devil in her mind she could get there –

What if we grew that little clit she was sucking on so messily? What if I made it so you could fuck him better than he’s fucking you? I want my child but you don’t need to carry it. Would you like to impregnate someone, Mary?

Like a cat trying to vomit she leaned forward with a gasp and came.

[bethmints]

The "Cas/Kelly with weird Destiel feelings" fic is here.

Big thank you to my mutuals who encouraged me to post it: @em-bitterred, @borrowedlifeonearth, @2fear2gach, @beatsheetromanroy, and @scifiromance7. <3 Y'all are seriously the best!

“Castiel?” she whispers. They’re close, sitting side by side on the bed and leaning into one another. “Yes, Kelly?” is his response. His voice is dark and low, surprising even himself. “I—I want you to be the last person I sleep with,” she breathes out nervously, round eyes glinting in the low lamplight. “Not… him.” It takes Castiel just a split second too long to respond to what she’s saying. He’s distracted by her green eyes. He hadn’t noticed the color until now—it’s familiar and unnerving. By the time he realizes that she’s waiting for a response, she’s moving to stand up. “I’m so sorry,” she stammers, with her hands covering her face. “That is such a weird thing to say, I know. Please forget I said anything.”

to lay claim

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Thief In The House

A Supernatural fansong of Meg-possessing-Sam/Jess. For for @autisticandroids triangles week.

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Lyrics:

Locked door. Locked diary. Locked out of this inquiry. Wrong choice. Wrong weapon. You barely left an impression. Wrong thoughts. Wrong memory. But you still see her inside of me. What you don't know will hurt you. Wrong hands. Wrong body. It's not quite dead but it's rotting. Dull knife. Sharp apple. There's nothing played on this channel. I'm here. The new vision. But I can't make the final incision!

I need her, You need her, But she's dead.

Unspooled. Unsacred. But you still like the sight of us naked Unkind. Unspecial. I'm just too small for this vessel. Wrong face. Wrong expression. Why's it so hard to learn this lesson? What you don't know will hurt you. Wrong voice. Wrong lipstick. I don't know how she existed. Unspooled. Unhappy? Is that her or is that me?

I need her, You need her, But she's dead.

Listen, this isn't my body, I know that's hard to hear, Listen, this isn't my body and it's been this way for years, Listen this isn't my body and I don't have a soul, Listen, this isn't my body but I think I make it whole.

Listen, this isn't my body, I need you to understand, Listen, this isn't my body, but if you could...hold my hand... Listen, this isn't my body and I don't have a soul, Listen, this isn't my body but I think I make it whole!

I need her, You need her,

But she's dead, she's dead, she's dead, Got no voice inside my head! She's dead, she's dead, she's dead, I promise, She's dead, she's dead, She's dead, she's dead, she's dead, There's no screaming in my head! She's dead, she's dead, she's dead, she's dead, I wish- I wish she was dead...

[captainangua]

All love to Benny but what if he had been Gordon hmm I think this would have made the s8 Sam plot actually Work

[suncaptor]

like my favourite part about Sam Winchester emasculation is he doesn't want to be emasculated, but he handles this by rejecting the idea that the levels of toxic masculinity are something to aspire to. so in some ways when it does really fuck with him he's being emasculated it hits even worse because how much he Cares destroys the armour he has against it.

[em-bitterred]

spntriangle fic recs. It's no secret that I'm less threesome and throuple and more "something fucky going on with three people" triangle.

a watcher, a holy one by Vague Surprise (Anna Milton/Mary Winchester, John Winchester/Mary Winchester) -- I think about this one all the time, every since I read it two years ago. Anna watches Mary and John conceive Dean.

pain / pleasure / pain, pain, pain by imjustheretoreadonefic (Amelia Richardson/Sam Winchester, Lucifer/Sam Winchester) -- about hell trauma, sexual assault, and sexual dysfunction. This hurt my feelings!

Veiled in Flesh by HeddersTheOwl (Kelly Kline/Duma/Naomi) -- trans Kelly Kline melded with Republican Values Kelly Kline. This is basically a threesome fic. There are tentacles. Kelly Kline gets impregnated.

I'VE CRAWLED FURTHER INTO THE VCR by HeddersTheOwl (Dean/Castiel/VCR Machine) -- listen I was going to just do one per author but. The charm of this. The weirdness. Why not be inside the VCR. Why not fuck it.

the last night on earth speech by AreYouReady (Castiel/Jo Harvelle/Dean Winchester) -- set during 5x10 Abandon All Hope. Threesome fic. Neatly slots into the episode.

[rowenagirl]

[em-bitterred]

oh god accidentally wrote a self-contained horror thing in one sitting. what do I even do with this.

[em-bitterred]

anyway:

pregnancy brain

1000 words

rated teen

warnings for mind control, memory loss, horror, and implied horrifying cesarian.

summary:

Kelly Kline's losing track of her life, her job, and her pregnancy. There's only so much that the words "pregnancy brain" can cover.

unfortunately not quite Dagonkelly. Very nearly! They're both there! But I think it's just not quite there enough.

[em-bitterred]

pregnancy brain behind the scenes:

okay. I was supposed to be writing a cutesy triangle third wheel ending. That’s the thing I want to finish. It’s almost done. Just have to stick the landing.

Instead, I was thumbing through Butterfly Effects by Seanan McGuire and came across this:

“LEARN THE SIGNS YOUR MIND HAS BEEN CHANGED FOR YOU,” read the text. “YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO PSYCHIC MANIPULATION.”

Immediately I opened a new doc. For a while, I wanted to use “YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO PSYCHIC MANIPULATION” but ended up editing it out. I made it a post it note, along with Kelly buying a carbon monoxide detector based on the classic reddit post.

A version of this (much less compelling) exists in drafts for leadcasket kinktober from Dagon’s POV. The idea is that in order to help the fetus reach its full potential, the container must be kept happy. Or at least, docile and pliable. Dagon achieves this through mind manipulation.

This poured out of me, I’m guessing because I’ve had a lot of time to think about this particular idea. The horror of pregnancy has come up in my writing a lot, and I’ve erased Kelly’s memories before in Anything, about Jack’s first birthday.

The first pass had 791 words, but none of them were “pregnancy brain” until I started filling things in a bit. When I checked the word count, i made it my goal to have 1000 words. I knew it was doable.

[beybuniki]

boy best friend

[furiousfinnstan]

Link to og vid

And heres the link to the gofundme if you wanna help a trans person this pride month

[spnregular]

dean feeling guiltybadawkward about not putting out for this wildly beautiful woman's potentially last night alive sort of lives rent free in my head btw

[me-hmm-dead]

rhaenicent || the brothers karamazov

[jarpadandjensens]

sam | 12.01 | stairs

[furiousfinnstan]

hello can i get 50 bucks for a phone bill and groceries ?

paypal and kofi