I've spent the last few weeks working on a short novella, and it's now available on Kindle Unlimited, and also to purchase on Kindle for $3.99!
More information (including content warnings) below the cut:
Beastly Desires
Leaving London and her failed marriage behind, Hannah looks to the future in her new quiet country home. The only complication might be the hulk of a man that lives next door, and his connection to the strange howling she hears at night. Is he the man of her dreams, or a beast who will eat her alive?
If you like:
werewolves
romantic short reads
mild horror
monsterfucking (incl. knotting and size kink)
happily ever afters
You might like this 😊
Tagging my editor @impala-dreamer because this only exists thanks to her.
If anyone is struggling to find it on their regional Amazon page (the above link is for the US) these are the links to other territories where it's available:
United Kingdom
Canada
France
Australia
Thank you to everyone who has reblogged and even more thanks to those who have bought or downloaded on KU, I appreciate your support so much!!
coming soon:
slow but willing feet
a new dean/cas mob au
40k (complete)
3 parts + 1 epilogue
part i will be posted for registered ao3 users on 8/10/25! you can find a sneak peak of the first chapter below.
parts ii and iii will be uploaded on 8/17 and 8/24, and the epilogue shortly after.
stay tuned for old man yaoi, hate to love, and angst with a happy ending! playlist here.
The sun had been out when Dean went to work that morning, but by the time he strolled up to the park after his lunch break, heavy clouds moved in. The air turned cold and he flipped up the collar of his coat as he walked.
He took his time despite the gloomy weather, pausing to watch a pickup basketball game as he made his way along the bike path, smiling at babies in strollers, kicking small rocks with the toe of his boot. A pair of familiar benches, darkened with spots of rain, sagged in wait along the edge of the green, rare and muddy in the city.
The figure seated there, eyes fixed on the bobbing shape of a kite against the gray sky, didn’t look over as Dean took his seat. He adjusted the way that his badge and his radio sat on his belt and folded his hands in his lap – only then did the other man speak.
“Hello, Dean.”
Dean pursed his lips. His fingers twitched. “Hey.”
They sat together for a long minute, watching the kite. Dean took a packet of gum out of his pocket and shoved a tab into his mouth, working off nervous energy with quick snaps of his jaw.
“You’re not smoking.”
Dean shrugged. “Trying to quit,” he replied.
“Hmm.”
Dean took a harsh breath in through his nose. The kite dipped sharply as the wind cut out, disappearing for a moment behind a row of trees. Dean seized the moment for himself.
“Cas. Come on, man. What are you doing?”
Castiel’s jaw clenched, but his expression didn’t otherwise change. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Dean sneered.
“Five years, man,” he started. “Five years turning your nose up at the only ticket out of this hell hole, and not a damn word since,” Dean said, trying very hard to keep his voice level.
A wry smile ghosted over Castiel’s stony face.
“You and I both know there is no ‘ticket out,’” he replied softly.
Dean sighed. He splayed his knees and fell back against the bench, leaning heavily against the old wood. It bowed a little under his weight but otherwise held. The smell of cedar lingered in the damp air around them.
He shook his head. “You were giving the feds good information, Cas. We could’ve took down Nick Novak himself. And now you just pop up out of nowhere?”
Castiel swiveled his head to look at Dean, dark hair mussed like he’d been raking his hands through it. As they stared each other down, Dean began to take note of more worrying signs: the dark circles, red rims, and new wrinkles that he’d missed.
Castiel’s bloodshot eyes went softer than they were before.
“I’m sorry that I haven’t called.”
Dean ground his gum a little harder between his teeth and fidgeted, looking away. “Well, it’s not like I went looking for you.”
Castiel said nothing and looked away.
God, they were so fucked.
Dean slapped his sweaty hand against his thigh. He wiped it along the fabric of his work slacks, savoring this small sliver of peace while he could. His blood buzzed in wait under his skin.
“Come on,” he muttered eventually. He stood and spat his gum onto the ground. “Let’s go.”
He didn’t look back as he followed the bike path out of the park, clouds rumbling faintly behind him. He’d already loosened his tie.
read the full chapter this sunday, and thank you to my wonderful beta readers!!! @ltleflrt @malallory @saywhatjessie this couldn't have happened without you <3
This fic is now COMPLETE! The final parts are now available to read on AO3.
Part III
Epilogue
I hope you enjoyed this story. Thank you so much for reading. Take another listen through the playlist once you read the whole thing! Thank you again to my wonderful betas @malallory @ltleflrt @saywhatjessie for making this project possible <3
(I realize this is an almost impossible question to answer, but humor me.)
Oooooooft.
That's like asking which of my kids is my fav (whichever one isn't currently screaming lol)
Hmm.
The only fic screaming in my mind is Need
It's the first fic where I kinda stepped out of my comfort zone & pushed the limits a little bit. I felt like I was playing with actual Canon Sam in that fic instead of an AU fantasy Sam that I created.
So yeah. That one.
**Special mention for Loss and Love and Scents of Home though.
They're both fics that mean something, past just smut & filth lol.
MJ! HI!!! I was so excited to get your ask. But then I had to actually think for a hot minute on the response.
I actually reread most of my fics all the time. I think it's important to do so because you should keep track of how your writing has grown or changed. But also, we write what we want to read, don't we?
I reread new fics repeatedly when they're posted or reread fics when someone else has liked or reblogged (especially if there's a comment). It's sort of living the experience of a reader along with them and seeing your writing outside of it being yours.
That being said, I think the fic of mine that I've reread the most is probably Serendipitous Souls, but a close second would be Scent From Above.
I loved the comments and the stories, and I swelled with pride when I realized, "Hey, I wrote that. Me. I did that."
There are so many more fics that I'm proud of that I reread often. But I had to really think about which ones I go back to the most and I suppose it would have to be those two.
Thanks for the question; it really made me think. LOL. Happy Fanfic-ing!
Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)
Nominated by @autisticandroids
Just Us, As We Are by @spnregular
Great handling of an age gap relationship + it really situates Missouri among the late season's characters.
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Nominated by @averyoddfishindeed
Light Me Up (Series) by tricia_16 (AO3)
My community has been experiencing a record-breaking snowstorm, and I haven't been off my own block in a week. I've been reading through this story to pass the time, and it's just so sweet. It's nice to see a version of Dean and Cas where they communicate well. The author writes them as such doting dads and thoughtful partners. It's really everything we fans could want for them.
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Nominated by @aylacavebear
Chasing Shadows by @ambiguous-avery
So, I came up with a monster type that could "survive" the horrible luck that the brothers have with losing everyone they care about. This amazing writer read my little write-up and after we chatted, she began her story, then began sharing it on Tumblr. It's detailed, well thought-out, and has me on the edge of my seat with each chapter. It's an emotional rollercoaster with twists and turns that just leave you wanting so much more. I love this one so much.
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Nominated by @glygriffe
A Postcard Story by @seraphcas111
A Dean’s birthday fic told through postcards sent on a road trip. It's a clever way to approach a story. And the visuals of the postcards are a nice bonus!!
The Vessels of the Peregrine by kayliemalinza on AO3
This is the second part of a story created in a Bang with trueform Castiel (but angels in that world are balls of wispy light). It won't make much sense without reading The Angel of Emetgis V first, but view it as a 2 for 1. The world-building is amazing, the love/friendship story warms my heart even if (or because) Dean has moral issues with Castiel taking vessels.
Wait for the Ricochet by @bobwess
This is a WIP time travel goes wrong story, where younger and older versions of the brothers meet.
The dynamic between the 4 brothers is precious. So is the fact that Young Dean realizes pretty quickly that his older self has feelings for Castiel.
Can't wait to see Rowena thrown in the mix!
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Nominated by @heavenssexiestangel
Breakfast Bidding by @caplanbuckybarnes
Short and sweet and cute and nice and and and. I'm going insane, sorry. It's so cute. and I love the little hints of character study for Ketch, especially like Yess, that's my food.
Whiskey Kisses by @caplanbuckybarnes
I love how short and sweet it is, and the fact that they're so soft with each other, and that Arthur is worried about Dean. It's just so soft and nice and what I needed, and it also gives ground to some character study and some deeper fic about it that I hope the writer will actually write
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Nominated by @leatafandom
Sweetest Day Imaginable by @rusearusco
This was a great fake relationship cover story! So sweet and cute, with a wonderfully bumbling Sam and improvising Gabriel. Wonderful read the fluff is wonderful.
I will mar myself again by theknife (AO3)
This was magnificent, wonderful read, the emotion is just so on point and impactful.
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Nominated by @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes
We Build Ourselves by @sharkfish
It’s so cute and I just love it!
In a world where android are non-sentient slaves and not sentient beings, one hides his sentience until he started having feelings for one particular human.
It’s great how the plot progressed and how the author uses “an android walking in…” as if it’s a joke. It’s a great concept.
I love how understanding and accepting Dean is in this. How curious but mature Castiel is compared to the show when it’s later seasons in the show that Cas learns of social cues and typical social expectations. I know many love to write that which I love but it wouldn’t suit in this case. I’m glad the author thought so too. I love how it’s still the character Castiel with only minor changes that works amazing for the story, truly.
I highly recommend this story as a great introduction to this author, but I have read so much of this author’s works. They are a lover of Supernarural and writing about everything from real lived people could have to alternate universes with Ceacalia(msp?) and space. They’re very diverse in their tropes and genres. They have something for pretty much everyone.
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Nominated by @supernotnatural2005
If I Stay by @zepskies
I think this story is just incredible from start to finish. I love that it’s not your typical love story, that there are hurdles (real life realism) before we get to that sweet ending. It’s a rollercoaster of emotions that had me literally on the end of my seat, scared, excited, hoping. It was just amazing.
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Nominated by @walkingaline
Lenny & Bob's Hexcellent Adventure by panthera_dei (AO3)
It's a happy, crack adventure in Hell, but the characters are so well written that it's impossible to not feel better after reading! And Areli will win everyone's heart.
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Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield
Text by @sorryitsmyfirstdayonearth
This is sexy, the pacing is ON POINT, and it's funny. Funny and sexy will get me every time. I'm so into the characterization H illustrates for Dean, too. Characterization is why we're all here, right? We love these characters, so we want to celebrate them, and H does an excellent job of fleshing out Dean's mannerisms and darker leanings, and plays with his mischievous nature. If you're looking for fun, sexy fics that honor the characters you love, check out H's work!
Another Notch On His Belt by @bettystonewell
Here's to another writer who gives good Dean. As I said in my reblog, even later in life, when Dean's a little more jaded, a little harder, he still yearns for connection and comfort. He's still Dean — still loves to touch and be touched, still beautiful, as we all know. This is sexy and sweet and it gave me a little ache in the heart area, but Beth's love for Dean shines through.
Not A Dry Pair by @deanwinchesterswitch
Who likes a cheeky surprise ending? I do.
This fic is kinda dirty (tee-hee), it features Rock Star Dean and his favorite groupie, and the sass is delightful. If you're reading this, you probably know Kym. (I like to call her Kymothée.) This fic is a few years old, so I shouldn't have taken this long to read it. This means you shouldn't wait any longer to read it, either!
When We Are Together by @copperboom82
It's sweet. It's believable. It tugs on your heartstrings, but it isn't sappy.
I like this OC (Katrina). I want to give her a hug and thank her for taking care of Dean. The Mark was never easy for him, and he wasn't easy to be around for the people who loved him. Yet, Katrina meets the challenge with grace and empathy, and passion.
This is an established relationship, but you don't need to know the story from whence Katrina came (although I'd recommend reading anything Annie writes.) It's angsty but not unrealistically so or without merit. It's just a really nice little slice of time.
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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis
The Aquarian Star by @rusearusco
Destiel, but the pairing is not the focus of the story. This is a complicated world that is close to canon, but some folks have made some different decisions along the way. John hunts with Samuel Campbell, raising his sons while seeking revenge for the death of his wife. Young Dean fears for his little brother's life, and calls his other grandfather, Henry Winchester (#notdead), to take him away and save him. What ensues is fascinating and I can't wait for the next chapter!
Smells Like Ambition by @followyourenergy
A/B/O Destiel, Medieval royalty AU. Omega Prince Dean and Alpha Prince Michael are destined by a prophecy to bring peace and prosperity to both of their kingdoms when they meet, mate, and marry with the blessing of the bird of paradise that will come to mark the fulfillment of the prophecy. But Michael's an ass, John's an ass, Sam doesn't know that he's an ass but he is, and Dean is suffering. Until he meets the thief, Castiel. I'M DYING TO KNOW HOW THIS ENDS. GIMME!!!! ♥
(Divider by @glygriffe)
THANK YOU ALL, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!
- From your Admins and Manta Rays, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @thoughtslikeaminefield, @heavenssexiestangel, @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes, and @manawhaat!
My liege lord @walkingaline tagged me, and I'm shooting for a prompt response this time. ❤️
1. How many works on AO3?
55
2. Total AO3 word count?
225,126
3. Top 5 fics by kudos?
A Dangerous Game
While You're Awake
One More Song
Take Care Of It
I Don't Mind
4. What fandoms do you write for?
Currently? Supernatural, for the most part. My most recent was for Leverage. I have something major in the works for The Lost Boys. I've been known to write for Phantom of the Opera, The Walking Dead, and The Boondock Saints.
5. Do you respond to comments?
I try to! I swear I do! My inbox is crammed with comments I have every intention of replying to eventually, no matter how old they are. My hurdles to overcome are a.) executive dysfunction, b.) forming an appropriate response. It feels insincere to just say "thanks for reading" over and over again, but I have a horrible habit of going gushy and unintelligible when I get gushy and thoughtful comments. I'm about to start responding to those with "late reply because I loved this comment so much I ate it."
6. Angstiest ending?
Hmm... Either Finer Print (does it count if it's canon?) or Last Rites. Obligatory reminder to check the tags if you click through to either of those especially Finer Print, holy shit I'm still traumatized.
7. Fic with the happiest ending?
The unbiased, big picture answer is either With the Touch of A Button or Meditations On Schrodinger, depending on how clear-cut you like your conclusions.
8. Do you get hate?
I wouldn't call it hate, but I got a few cranky comments on a fic years and years ago. Apparently my pacing was too slow...on a slow burn. Figure that one out.
9. Do you write smut?
Those top five up there? Porn. All of em. Not everything I write is smut, and in fact I'm writing less of it overall than I used to, but I'm quality over quantity these days (at least, I hope I am).
10. Do you write crossovers?
I've written one, Two Saints and an Archer. It didn't last very long and I didn't expect it to, but it was fun. I've had a handful of ideas in my head for a really long time, but so far, they're just ideas. When one finally sticks, it's likely I won't shut up about it.
11. Ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I know of. 🤞
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
One! Into Portuguese!
13. Have you ever cowritten a fic?
Yes and no? I've shuffled a couple WIPs back and forth but those never got posted. I was coauthoring Graceless awhile back, but who knows.
14. All time favorite ship?
I'm making it easy on myself, but also kind of cheating. Of all the ships I've posted, Erik and Vivienne from my not-yet-migrated Phantom of the Opera magnum opus are still in the top spot, but you can't read that yet because it needs polishing before it goes to AO3. Of course my OC is half of my favorite ship! I made her specifically to my liking! (Though if I ever finish A Dangerous Game, Crowley and the witch will give them serious competition.)
15. WIPs you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
I don't want to say I'll never finish them, but any Boondock Saints stuff I've had in the works is on an indefinite hiatus for a variety of reasons. I'm sure I'll make my way back to them eventually, but who knows when that will be.
16. Writing strengths?
I'd say I'm pretty handy at pinning down a character's voice (though it helps that my faves in each fandom have had essentially the same personality). Vivid descriptions are another, and I'm pretty proud of my dialogue skills. And in the spirit of honesty, I think I'm pretty good at smut. 😇
17. Writing weaknesses?
Em dash, my beloved. I can only speak for what I catch in edits, and if there's anything weak in my finished product, folks are too polite to tell me. That being said, I frequently have to go back and break long sentences down into smaller parts, strike out redundant bits, and rearrange paragraphs for the sake of coherency.
18. Thoughts on mixed language dialogue?
Meh. I've done this on three occasions. Once was injecting a random sentence in what was already the characters native language and presumably what they had already been speaking all along. When it occurred to me this didn't make sense in context, I stopped doing it. Another time, the characters were canonically bilingual, but by the time I noticed I was writing both the other language and the translation, I figured this also served no purpose and stopped doing it. The only time I feel correct writing mixed language dialogue is if the POV character doesn't speak every language in the conversation, and can't understand everything that's being said. That happens often enough irl, so I'm fine with writing it when relevant.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Phantom of the Opera. For the first several years of writing fic, it was the only fandom I wrote for. I've been meaning to clean up those old fics and get them to AO3 for ages, but it's going very, very slowly.
20. Favorite fic you've ever written?
The fair answer is St. Fergus. It's the happiest I've ever been while writing, and I think that shows in the work. I met wonderful people because of it, and got to work with one of my favorite people on it. The unfair answer is the previously mentioned Phantom magnum opus. There's a LOT of nostalgia wrapped up in that one, and the experience of writing and sharing it is one of the best memories I have. Vivienne kept me alive when I wanted to be otherwise, and she's never left me more than a decade later. I'm talking this one up so I hopefully get around to moving it faster. Just go with it.
Tagging: @slytherkins @xoperidottea @stusbunker @starcrier @letsby (I know you don't have AO3, but I'm still curious!) and...any other writers who see this. Brag about yourselves, if you're inclined! 🎉🎊
Fic author's self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass this on to at least five other authors. Let’s spread self-love!
So this is long overdue, but I'm all about sharing the love!
Self Rec Favorites:
Rumors
Not a Dry Pair
Trust You With My Heart
Run to You {in progress}
The Girlfriend Who Remade Christmas {in progress}
Author Rec:
Of course you, my lovely, Yvette! @justagirlinafandomworld
I've been doing a lot of little master list shuffles lately, reminding me of some things I wrote a long time ago that I love. It's hard to pick favorites! So I'm just going to list the first five fics that come to my mind.
28 Days - AU Dean Winchester x several AU SPN characters
Summary: Dean Winchester is an addict and an alcoholic, a USMC veteran, a father, and an older brother. As Battalion Chief with Lawrence Fire & Medical, Dean comes under investigation when he makes a dangerous and impulsive decision, defying his superiors and abandoning the team he is supposed to lead. He is given the choice to go to rehab for 28 days, or jail. His lawyer insists on rehab, and Dean begrudgingly abides.
Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, emergency action, fire, drug use, thoughts of death and dying, teen endangerment, references to underage drug addiction and prostitution, partially told through flashbacks
Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY, use of the word cunt – obviously, me tryna to write a cockney accent, rough sex, girl bonding, rough blowjob
Words: 1,800
3. Cactus - Dean Winchester x Meg Masters x Castiel
Summary: Post-battle, exhausted and wanting, Dean and Meg and Cas take care of each other.
Warnings/Tags: 18+ ONLY, dreamlike sex, a little choking, Dean’s always hungry
Words: 3,200
4. The Lost Art Of... - any one of Jensen's characters x female reader
Summary: He can make the roughest things soft.
Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, bondage, blindfold, power exchange
Words: 800
Author’s notes: this is the result of Jensen Ackles showing up at a convention with luxurious locks, a perfectly groomed beard, and a little extra bulk.
5. We Be All Night - Norman Reedus x female reader/you
Summary: The best sex, the most sex, the hottest sex, the raunchiest sex – the sex you’ll never forget, is with him.
Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, rough sex, semi-Public Sex, the jockey is my favorite sexual position, references to bloodplay, biting, sex that makes your neighbors hate you, fuck-you-into-the-floor sex, drunk in love, talking smack with your sex partner, squirting
Words: 2,060
Play along if you'd like! @stunudo @sam-is-my-safe-word @bigmouthlass @kazsrm67 @walkingaline
Lips, tongue, fingers, shoulders — he's got all the top-tier equipment to get the job done, but does he have the skill?
Bring It On Home - Dean Winchester x female reader
Summary: Let’s pretend Dean wouldn’t be terrified to welcome love into his life.
Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, established relationship, comfort, fluff, handsy Dean
Words: 1K
Crossroads and Bound - Dean Winchester x female reader
Summary: He agreed to this.
Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, femdom, Dean’s tied to a chair, wearing a cock ring, face sitting, things might get a little rough, but it’s all in good fun, squirting
Words: 2,250
Custard Pie - Dean Winchester x female reader
Prompt: Dean/OFC based on Led Zeppelin’s ‘Custard Pie.’
Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY oral sex
Words: 800
A Fight For Love & Glory - Winchester Brothers x You (female)
Summary: You’re struck by sex pollen, so Sam and Dean agree to help you out.
Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, feelings of guilt, ass play, dirty talk, W*ncest adjacent
Words: 2K
For Whom The Bell Tolls - Soldier Boy x female reader
Summary: In the books, Soldier Boy calls out the names of US states when he fights. What if live-action Soldier Boy made his sex partners list all 50 states and the federal district in alphabetical order before he lets them come, and if they slip up or pause for too long or say anything other than the name of a state in the correct order, he withholds and makes them start over?
Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY, condescension during sex, edging
Words: 2100
One Night Only (23 in 1) - Dean Winchester x Mila (original female character)
Summary: While on a job in the middle of America, Dean enjoys a rigorous night of mutual gratification with a local art student.
Warnings: 18+ ONLY, ass play, shower sex, dirty talk
Words: 5,500
Service On The Homefront - Soldier Boy x female reader
Summary: What about the people who don’t really care much for supes?
Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY
Words: 1,300
Spark, Flicker, Blaze - Dean Winchester x female reader
Summary: Somewhere along the line, her life became something she didn’t like. On her 35th birthday, she makes a decision to change all of that.
Warnings: 18+ ONLY, overly descriptive orgasms, Dean’s the best birthday present ever
Words: 2,200
Wait Till My Brother Gets Home - Winchester brothers x female reader
Summary: She wants to lose control.
Warnings/tags: 18+ Only, rough sex, hair pulling, mfm spit roast, bruising and chafing during sex, W*ncest adjacent
He's-26-dude, he's like Dillinger or something, he's Batman, and he's adorable. This is a selection of my Kripke Era-esqe Dean Winchester fics.
Bad Girls Underneath - Dean Winchester x Jo Harvelle x Ruby
Summary: Ruby and Jojo get hit by a sex curse; this time, they need Dean’s help.
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, magical-dick/male-gaze bullshit, probably too much commentary and emotional complication, why am I like this, I’m sorry, sometimes I can’t help myself, fisting, brief choking
Crazy On You - Dean Winchester x You (female reader)
Summary: You've had a shitty day, but this beautiful, unfamiliar boy will make it all better.
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY Impala Sex, there’s a knife but not in a bloody way, anonymous sex
Words: 3,900
Custard Pie - Dean Winchester x unnamed female character
Summary: @glassjacket asked: Yesssss, hellooo, do you do songfic? I submit: Dean / OFC based off of Led Zeppelin's 'Custard Pie.' Do with this what you must. Thanking you in advance.
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY extensive cunnilingus, and some fun butt stuff
Words: 800
Deep - Dean Winchester x unnamed female character
Summary: Dean shows her more about pleasure than ‘deep’.
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, Dean being the best lay ever, biting, Dean being a fairytale prince, the jockey (or prone bone as dudes call it I guess) is my favorite sexual position (try it, it’s amazing), talking during sex, gratuitous use of terms of endearment bc it’s Dean
Words: 3K
A Fight for Love and Glory - Winchester Brothers x You (female reader)
Summary: You’re struck by sex pollen, and Sam and Dean agree to help you out.
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, ass play, dirty talk
Words: 2K
Hide Your Love Away - Dean Winchester x You (female reader)
Summary: "Most hunters don’t kiss and tell; but if you bag a Winchester? You fucking tell."
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, thigh riding, ass play, Dean's really good at sex
Words: 3,00
Lasseiz Les Bon Temp Rouler - Dean Winchester x You (female reader)
Summary: He’s got a dirty mouth when he’s drunk.
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, dirty talk, drunk fingering (it's consensual) in a dirty public bathroom during Mardi Gras
Words: 650
Some Strangers Hands - 2009 Dean Winchester x 2014 Risa (The End)
Summary: He lost everything.
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, plush pink pillow lips for Eloise
Words: 1,700
Stuff and Thangs That Are Awesome... and Not Awesome - Dean Winchester x unnamed female character
Summary: @stunudo asked: Dean has been arrested twice for indecent exposure... Once was in a grocery store. Then @tumbler-tidbits asked: Jensen or Dean x Reader, small public place, He pins you to the wall, covers your mouth and fucks you.
Rating/warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, TWD crossover, wall sex, Rick Grimes eye-fucking, Shane Walsh having a pissing contest with SPN season 1-ish Dean Winchester
~After a long day in the car, Dean's got plans to relieve a little tension...~
Dean Winchester x Reader
763 Words
Warnings: NSFW. Rough and Yummy Motel Sex ;)
Impala-Dreamer’s Masterlist ~ Patreon ~ Published Works
God it hurts but it's also really fucking good the way he's ratcheting into you, every pull out lifting you off of the wall, every thrust slamming you back into it. The plaster is groaning nearly as loud as you are and the dusty wallpaper is threatening to curl around you. The motel room didn’t know what was in store when you checked in; truly, neither had you.
Dean had turned the key, stepped back to let you in, and then attacked out of nowhere. Hours on the road with your teasing smile and flirtatious side-glances had driven him wild and the beast inside took over as soon as the latch caught.
You were in his grasp before you knew what was happening, gasping as his plump, cracked lips locked onto your pulse and his strong arms twisting around you from behind. His right hand cupped your tits while the fingers of his left hand splayed across your soft belly, teasing at the hem of your jeans.
You could feel him growing hard against your ass, denim fighting denim, heat building, breaths matched in heaviness.
“Fuck, Dean,” you sighed, moaning as he gripped your right nipple hard and twisted it into a tight bud.
“Need you,” he growled, teeth leveled at your jaw. “Now.”
A thrust of his hips made your eyes roll and you shoved back against it, rubbing your ass over his caged erection.
“You got me, cowboy…” You pushed again and his hand slid up from your tits to your throat, fingers tigtening around the sides as he yanked your head back.
“You sure about that?” He squeezed and your eyes fluttered, breath stopped for a moment. “Because I’m not gonna let you go…” With a snap, he had your jeans open and his fingers crawled inside, pressing hard up against your throbbing cunt. “Ever.”
The next few minutes were a blur. Spinning in his arms, you let go, giving yourself over to his desires, his whim. Almost too quickly, he had your shirt off and your bottoms gone- fabric twisted and damp and tossed carelessly away. He left your bra on, enjoying the way your tits looked propped up when he turned the cotton cups down beneath. He dipped his head to taste your nipples, biting and suckling until your skin was on fire and each scrape of his teeth made you wince and moan in pleasure.
Pushing your fingers through his short hair, you tugged as best you could, egging him on, silently begging for more.
“Driving me nuts all day,” he slurred, tongue heavy with lust as he shoved you back against the ugly wall by the television. “Such a fuckin’ tease…” He whipped his belt away and tugged his jeans down, letting them fall around his bowed knees.
Breathless, you chewed on the corner of your mouth and batted your lashes up at him. “Who? Me?”
Giant hands grabbed at your face, fingers curling in your hair as he licked into your slick mouth. “You.” He grit, kissing his way across your face and back as he dropped his hands to your sides and lifted you up.
Feet off the ground, you wrapped your legs around his waist, gasping as the tip of his cock slammed against your clit. Dean groaned and rolled his hips, rubbing himself through your lips, coating his cock in your wetness.
“Please…”
He pressed his tongue between his front teeth, tipped his head down to look up at you through impossibly thick lashes. “Love it when you get all whiney and desperate for me.”
Your nails dug into his shoulders, clinging to the canvas jacket and layers below. “Please, Dean… Please…”
“Yeah,” he grinned, “just like that…”
And now he’s really got you. The crack of his thighs against your ass makes your body ache, the racing, frantic thrust of his cock deep inside makes your mind melt. You struggle to hold on, hands clasped behind his neck, legs dandling, feet anchored on the plump globes of his ass.
The emerald of his eyes is nearly eclipsed by lustfilled pupils and he stares at you, panting, ruby lips parted and struggling, and fuck, it’s so good.
One, two, three, and you’re cumming hard on his cock; a pathetic cry muffled by his big palm. His eyes grind into yours and he pistons a little bit faster, a little bit harder, and you’re sure the wall is going to come down around you.
“Yes…” he groans, ready to plummet, holding back just long enough to really make himself insane. “Just. Like. That.”
Dean’s a pretty simple man. He likes the things he likes and you can rarely get him to change his mind about it.
He loves classic rock. Epic guitar solos that pour from the speakers and carry you away. Deep, pulsing, intricate bass lines that rock you to your core. Drums that block everything out. Lyrics that paint a picture so clear you can see it with your eyes closed. He rarely voluntarily listens to any music made after 1984, but will tolerate it if you’re driving - those are the rules, after all. And good luck getting him to admit he wiped away a tear listening to that Taylor Swift song you blasted from your room the other night. It won’t happen. Ever.
Dean loves a home-cooked meal, especially if it ends with pie. He doesn’t hate cake, but he finds the frosting too obtrusively sweet. He likes apple pie because it’s warm and tart with just a hint of sweetness hiding behind the biting cinnamon. He likes a rich, flakey crust that you can only get by using real, full-fat butter. Low-fat and calorie-free are not words he is familiar with and actively avoids when roaming the aisles at the grocery store. If he’s gonna eat, he’s gonna enjoy it, cholesterol be damned. He’d happily take a greasy double bacon cheeseburger over even the fanciest offering at a steakhouse and prefers his fries shoestring and deep-fried-orange, thank you very much. He picks his whiskey based on dollar amount not years aged. He’ll eat pizza cold and right off the floor if he has to. He’s not picky, but he likes what he likes.
He pretends not to care about looks, but he’s been known to mess with his hair in the mirror for way longer than necessary, and he’s once or twice been caught with whitening strips clogging up his mouth. He prefers comfort over fashion but he damned sure knows how to find a tee that’s just a little too tight in all the right places, a pair of jeans that hugs his ass just so. He’s well aware how that deep burgundy flannel shirt brings out the freckles on his cheek and the green of his irises. He’s no fool. He knows he’s handsome; knows when he grins just so his dimples could ignite a fire in a thousand hearts.
He loves kids but he tries not to think about it too much. Sure, whenever a stroller passes, he sneaks a peek at the tyke inside and wonders what it would be like if your DNA and his got squished into a little human, but he lets it go. As he tells himself: “Mars ain’t the kinda place to raise a kid”, and neither is the Bunker or the life he leads.
He finds comfort in small touches- fingers grazing over the backs of knuckles, hugs lingering a moment too long. He falls asleep now to the sound of your breath, the slowing, gentle rise and fall as you run around in dreamland beside him. The warmth you emit under the blankets is enough to sustain him through tomorrow and the next day, and he wonders how he survived all those years sleeping alone.
He’ll never tell you that, though.
He loves you deeply but he’ll never say the words.
He’ll prove it to you in a thousand different ways. In tender kisses and dreamy smiles. In whispered secrets and unwavering trust. He’ll protect you with his last breath. Give up his very soul to make you happy. But don’t ask him to admit it. Don’t force him to say the words out loud. It’s too much for him to handle. He’s battled monsters since he was a child, saved the world more times than he can remember, but the idea that you might not love him back, say the words in return… It’s too much, too terrifying a thought for him to risk. So he’ll tell you in the little ways. The simple ways.
He’s rough but sweet. His hands are big but warm and gentle. He’s a killer. He’s a genius. He’s stubborn. He’s ridiculous. He’s unfunny. He’s adorable. He’s beautiful. He’s kind. He’s miraculous. He’s inspiring. He is a holy unnatural, amazingly flawed, perfectly damaged, horribly broken man.
He’s Dean Winchester.
And you wouldn’t want him any other way.
For @deanwinchesterswitch and all the true Dean Girls out there.
I just read a fan-fucking-tastic book and I'm having that "what do I do with myself NOW?" feeling because it was so good but it's over and nothing else sounds as fun as existing in that book's universe right now.
So the answer is: GUSH ABOUT IT
Hey. Hey. Do you like fantasy, but you're bored with Tolkein inspired stuff? Want something set in Africa? With a really fuckin' cool magic system, abundant mysteries and misadventures, creepy as fuck villains that you also kind of adore, hot dudes kissing, a bisexual disaster and a loyal gay wolf-man, horrible little gremlins that deserve to be cuddled and loved even though they're extremely foul mouthed and rude, hurt/comfort, and also it's funny?
Well, you should read The Last God of Earth by A.J. Vanderpoel (aka @joasakura) because it will blow your fucking socks off.
I had so much fun reading this book. I loved everyone. E V E R Y O N E. Even the people who I wanted to drop kick off a very high cliff. EVEN THE CAMEL. All of the characters are so fun and interesting. There were times when I was giggling at the silly dialogue, and times when I was holding my breath in anxiety, and other times I was rooting for smooches, and other times I was pumping my fist in triumph for the characters. I'm sad it's over. I'm so glad I read it. It's SO GOOD YOU GUYS YOU SHOULD READ IT.
Paperback
Kindle
(It's a trilogy, and you can either get the 3 ebooks, or the whole thing in 1 paperback.)
Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)
Nominated by @rowanspn
Friends by loatheentirely (AO3)
Absolutely incredible. This was the first fic I came across roughly eight years ago. It altered my brain chemistry irrevocably. It is so full of everything: love, hate, young excitement, coming of age, confusion and miscommunication, and firsts of every kind. It is just incredible. This fic is the very definition of soul healing and comfort when nothing else will help. I still return to it from time to time whenever I need a pick me up. When I need a laugh, it is there. When I need a good cry, it is there. When I need something sweet to heal my inner child, it is there. This author perfectly encapsulated the chaos of growing up and finding love in the places you least expect it.
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Nominated by @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes
My Favorite Mistake by @doctorprofessorsong
It’s based on a true story. It’s just fluff and cuteness. Yes, there is a touch of angst but it leads to this amazing wonderful relationship that is just great. Oh, it’s schmoopy and a kid fic. Baby Jack makes it even more amazing and delightful to read.
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Nominated by @leatafandom
Follow the Plan to the End by @setsunanoroi
This story was a wonderful tale from Gabriel's point of view of Tall Tales and Mystery Spot. The way they wrote the thought process and reflection on the vessels (Sam and Dean) and the end of the world.
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Nominated by harrypotterfanatic1 (AO3)
whiskey, baby by @artyandink
It’s a smut story that’s so hot, it’s really well written and her writing style is amazing! I really think you should check it out.
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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis
Road Head by @corrupttouch
This is the drag racing Destiel AU we all asked Ariel to write the minute she started posting inspiring photos for it!! There's mystery, pining, angst, hot smut, and hot cars all mixed together in this story. What more could you want??? I can't wait to see how she resolves it all!!!
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Nominated by @heavenssexiestangel
and, we disappear by justsleepwalkin (AO3)
I needed some cutesy ducifer as I'm tired as hell from life and this delivered. end of the world. Huddling for warmth. Dean licking Lucifer's blood. Lol. It also feels like a hopeful ending
(Divider by @glygriffe)
THANK YOU ALL, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!
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Months in Purgatory, running, fighting, barely sleeping for fear of being discovered and killed.
He saw it in your eyes, the need for connection to keep your will alive—needed it as much as you, which is the only reason he agreed.
After scouting the area, he backs you against a tree and drags your jeans down around your ankles. He fingers you through your first orgasm, driving home the pleasure with a rough kiss, thumb massaging your clit.
As you pant, trying to catch your breath, he opens his jeans just enough to free himself, tugging on his length as he quickly scans the area, and you take a moment to admire him. Power, rage, and a benevolent soul encased in a vessel of such sublime beauty that not even the layers of blood and dirt can diminish its brilliance.
You can’t help but reach out, fingertips lightly grazing over his cheek to capture his attention, wanting to bask in the warmth of his essence, if only for a brief second. Turning at your touch, he smiles, licks his lips, and nudges between your legs, eyes now hungry, focused on you. Balanced on your toes, tree bark rough even through your flannel, zipper scraping against soft skin, belt buckle poking into the tender meat of your thigh, it’s a vulnerable position, for both of you, but you don’t care.
Face buried in your neck, plush chapped lips pressed to sweaty flesh, each grunt muffled as he ruts into you. He’s an amalgamation of contrasts—hard muscle and soft flesh, rough skin and gentle touches, fiery passion and cool competence—that coalesce into a surreal mix of sensation. It’s raw, simultaneously breathtaking and heart-wrenching in its purity.
You catch the movement over his shoulder as Dean starts hammering into you with vigor. You aren’t sure if they are enjoying the show or biding their time. Probably both.
With a final hard thrust of his hips, Dean buries himself deep inside you, spilling his seed hot and thick as you clench around him—a moment of euphoric bliss.
As he begins to pull away, they make their move.
Still a bit off-kilter, Dean lands hard on his ass when you forcibly shove him away. The vamp’s blade effortlessly slices through your chest. Sliding down the tree, the last vision you see, the last glorious voice you hear before slipping into blissful oblivion, is Dean grabbing the machete from the ground next to him and swinging viciously with a roar of your name.
"Power, rage, and a benevolent soul encased in a vessel of such sublime beauty that not even the layers of blood and dirt can diminish its brilliance."
