#dreamhunter

[notcryingtoday]

I still yearn for Wayward Sisters in a very sapphic way btw.

[cerastes]

Good lord this one was intense.

With only 16 seconds left in the clock, I have conquered Proof of a Hero. Sword and Shield & Greatsword.

Now I get my nifty nameplate

[haveyoureadthisfemslashfic]

meteor site (our hearts collision)

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Voting ended onJan 26

Author: @sobsicles

Fandom: Supernatural

Ship: Kaia Nieves/Claire Novak

Rating: M

Summary:

Claire isn't stupid. Show a girl your scars, doesn't make her yours.  There was a stained glass in the church her parents took her to when she was small, depicting a pretty woman with wings. An angel, her mother had said. I want to marry her, Claire had replied. They prayed for her that day, the whole damn congregation.  ~~~

"Why'd you follow me?" Kaia asks.  "Why'd you jump in front of a spear for me?" Claire retorts, then immediately regrets it when Kaia curls in further around herself, like she's protecting her abdomen. It's a scar Claire hasn't seen. 

Submitted by anonymous

Submitter's comments:

Look, we all know Kaia and Claire do be smooching, but this is a really good character study on the fact that these two are so fucking traumatized

[awakenthemusic]

Scavenger Hunt

Kaia/Claire | ~470 words | Rated T

For Suptober 2025 Day 24: Cemetery & Day 25: Game Night

On AO3 or under the cut

A week before Halloween, Kaia suggested a family game night.

Of course she'd also suggested they go on a scavenger hunt in a cemetery, so Claire wasn't sure whether to be impressed or worried.

Kaia had been… different since they'd gotten her back from the Bad Place. And , well, duh. But it was still concerning.

Now Claire kept an eye on Kaia even as she juggled the scavenger list and her flashlight, because of course they were doing this at night.

Alex and Patience shouted smack talk back and forth with Jody and Donna, their flashlights bobbing off in the distance as the other two teams raced to complete the list first, but Kaia had only gotten quieter the longer they'd spent in the graveyard.

Kaia was now standing at the foot of a grave, her flashlight trained on the headstone, just staring.

She hadn't moved in good five minutes.

Claire finally bit the bullet. "You okay?"

Kaia jumped, dropping into a defensive stance, as her head twitched toward Claire unnaturally fast.

Claire froze, knowing that any sudden movements would probably make things worse. "Hey," She said quietly. "You're okay."

Kaia blinked, her eyes unnaturally wide and her breathing heavy as she scanned the darkness around them. "I— Shit." She sank her free hand into her hair, tugging like she wanted to pull it out. "One thing… Could I not just have this one thing without…" Her face crumpled as she turned back to Claire.

Claire moved closer, shoving her flashlight and the damned list into her pockets so she could grab hold of Kaia's hand, squeezing it tight.

Kaia curled into Claire, burying her face in Claire's neck as she trembled.

Claire stood steady, wishing there was something she could say, something she could do that would make everything better. As it was, all she could do was hold on and hope that that was enough. Neither of them mentioned the moisture that soaked the collar of Claire's shirt.

"Claire? Kaia?" Jody suddenly called. "Where are you? We're heading back to the car."

Kaia startled upright, frantically dashing the tears away from her face as she glanced in Jody's direction with a whispered, but still emphatic, "Shit."

"We'll be right there," Claire called back, thinking fast. She reached up and mussed up her own hair, biting her lips roughly and, for once, thanking her lucky stars for her stupidly pale complexion. "We got a little distracted."

Kaia grinned gratefully, her breath catching slightly as she calmed. She stepped forward, wrapping her hand around the back of Claire's neck and pulling her in. She kissed Claire… very thoroughly.

Claire blinked, a little dazed as they separated, her face warm against the cool night air.

Kaia's grin was warm, if a little smaller than usual as she explained, "Just so we don't make a liar out of you."

[jiguurten]

My entry for reverse @dadstielminibang!

I wanted to make a piece centered around Castiel on a hunt with his two children, Claire and Jack. I was very happy with the end result.

The talented @friendofcarlotta claimed my art and wrote a story that was everything I wanted (Claire and Jack siblingism, found family, Castiel being a great dad) and more (compelling worldbuilding, angel/human partnerships, halo kink).

If anything I mentioned piqued your interest, I’ll highly recommend checking out the story: After the Rapture.

[destielscowboy]

fem!destiel? you mean them?

[hoziernaturalmachine-event]

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Title: Physical Graffiti Rating: Explicit Words: 62,901 Relationship(s): Castiel/Dean Winchester, Kate Milligan/John Winchester, Brief Ash/Dean Winchester, Past Lee Webb/Dean WInchester Main Character(s): Dean Winchester, Castiel, Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Bobby Singer Archive Warning(S): Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Aftermath of Violence, Graphic Depictions of Illness, Past Sexual Assault, Child Abuse, Child Death, Murder Summary: The only ghosts and demons are the ones inside his head. Fresh from a prematurely-ended stint at an inpatient psychiatric facility, ‘former’ self-harmer and functional alcoholic Dean Winchester returns to Sioux Falls, where he works as a crime journalist. His editor, Bobby Singer, sends him back home to Lawrence to gather the story on the murder of a teen boy and the recent disappearance of another. Painful memories from growing up resurface, and the investigation is further complicated by the town’s gossipy tight-knit nature, Dad’s judgment, and botched attempts at making inroads with his estranged half-family, Kate and Adam Milligan. Dean crosses paths with Castiel Novak, a renegade detective from Kansas City with a troubled past of his own. They work together, slipping past each other’s facades, digging down toward the truth. As it turns out, monsters just might be real—and they just might live at home.

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@rauko-creates

(link to art post) As luck would have it, this art was created during the femslash bang for the same author they're doing art for during this round of HMSB!

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[chansgender]

claire burning a cd for kaia would have been the ultimate parallel to dean's mixtape for cas but unfortunately the writers aren't as smart as i am