“These Violent Delights”
Coming soon. Brought to you by the very sexy @deancashorrorfest
Author: SomethingBlue42 (@bowlegsandbiceps)
Artist: xfancyfranart
Rating: E
Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Word count: 30K
Warnings: Non-Con (not between Dean/Cas), emotional manipulation, non-consensual marking, attempted rape, murder, cannibalism, mutilation, gore, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, alcoholism, the food is people, mariachi music
Tags: Silence of the Lambs AU, Alternate Universe, Hannibal AU, Psychiatrist Castiel, Orderly Dean Winchester, Veteran Dean Winchester, Alcoholic Dean Winchester, FBI Agent Sam Winchester, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, oral sex
Posting dates: 10/1, 10/4, 10/6, 10/11, 10/13, 10/18, 10/20, 10/25, 10/27, 10/29
Summary: Dean Winchester, war vet and functioning alcoholic with a life that’s going nowhere, takes a job at Baltimore Hospital for the Criminally Insane. Dean had never heard of Dr. Castiel Novak - notorious serial killer and cannibal - given he’d been dodging bullets and performing field triage during Novak’s sensational trial. Seasoned orderly Rufus lays out the rules: Do not touch the glass. Do not approach the glass. You pass him nothing but soft paper - no pencils, no pens. Use the sliding food carrier only, no exceptions. If he attempts to pass you anything, do not accept it. And most importantly: don't tell him anything personal.
But Dean was never much for following the rules and Castiel has a way of making Dean feel like he isn’t the grade-a loser his hot-shot FBI agent brother thinks he is. Then, a senator’s daughter goes missing, setting forth a chain of events that put Dean on a path that forces him to choose where his loyalties lie and just how far he’s willing to walk into the dark.
Excerpt:
“Dr. Novak, this here is Dean. He’s gonna be assisting me on nightshift.” Dean gave a perfunctory nod.
Novak’s lips twitched. “Hello, Dean.” His brows lifted as he turned his attention back to Rufus. “And what’s become of Mr. Fitzgerald?”
Rufus cleared his throat. “Found greener pastures I guess.”
Novak hummed, arms crossing as he pressed a long finger to his plush bottom lip. “I do hope he’s pursuing his interest in dentistry.”
Novak’s eyes were on Dean again, studying his face with avid interest. Dean stared right back seemingly unmoved, but the hair on the back of his neck had lifted the second their eyes locked. Rufus was saying something, white noise next to him until he leaned into Dean’s personal space to reach forward, tugging a handle on the wall where the plexiglass ended.
“-sliding tray to deliver meals and bedding. Remember what I said before.” Rufus gave Dean a pointed look and Dean glanced at Novak who was watching and listening intently, finger still pressed to his lip. A smile seemed to light his eyes though it didn’t reach his mouth.
“It’s also used to deliver the phone so I can call my lawyer.” His eyes moved to Rufus. “Which I would like to do now, please.”
Rufus checked his watch. “Little late.”
“He’s expecting my call. Dr. Chilton monopolized the majority of my time this afternoon and then it was shift change and well…” Novak trailed, giving a helpless shrug, eyes snagging Dean’s again.
Rufus grumbled to himself but started off back down the hall, presumably to get the phone. Dean should have followed but he found himself held captive by that stare. He fought the urge to take a step back as Novak stepped closer to the glass, breaking eye contact as his head cocked to the side. His chin tipped just a bit as he nosed the air, almost as if he were scenting the circular holes near the ceiling, likely there to permit airflow.
Novak hummed again. “Jack Daniels… no, Evan Williams?” He lifted a brow and Dean froze, eyes going wide. It took everything in him not to bring his palm to his mouth and check his own breath. Novak caught the stutter of his hand at his side and smirked. Dean swallowed hard, holding the other man’s gaze, jaw taut. “Rumple Minz,” Novak said finally with a definitive nod of his head, finger finally leaving his lip as he crossed his arms behind his back. “Bartender’s mouthwash it’s been called. No one would be the wiser.”
“Dean?” Rufus’ voice questioned from where he stood, about to go back through the gate.
“It was a pleasure to meet you, Dean. I’m sure we’ll be fast friends.” Dean shivered as a smile pulled across Novak’s face, and instead of lighting it up it only revealed more darkness.
