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New Member Spotlight - May 2024

The Pond is always growing and we want to make our new members feel welcome! Here’s a list of recent additions to our fishy family, along with a little info about them!

Guppies, Jellies, and Mutuals, oh, my!

Tumblr name:

@masoena

Other handles:

AO3: Masoena, Discord: masoena5

Do you have an SPN OTP?

Wincest but I ship just about anything that is SPN I would say I'm a multishipper overall.

Are you in any other fandoms?

Shadowhunters

What are you looking for in the Pond? What can we do for you?

I'm looking to connect with other writers and artists and create amazing things together, lift each other up be that through brainstorming, feedback, advice or collaboration.

What pairings do you like to read? Reader inserts? Ships? Poly fics

Wincest, Sabriel, Arthur/Dean, Samwena, Destiel are my favourites and I do love triple ships to e.g. Dean/Sam/Donna or Wincestiel or pretty much anything in SPN

What genres do you like to read? Angst? Fluff? Smut? Crack? What are your favorite tropes?

Hurt/comfort, angst, A/B/O, smut, dom/sub, bdsm, angel kink or grooming, protective character saving other character(s) in peril, BAMF characters, meet-cute, animalmorph characters (not bestiality just humans with some physical animal traits e.g. Sam with cat ears), case-Fics, alternate Universes, creature fics (vampires, weres, etc.), crossover fics, enemies to lovers (sometimes) and anything from short one-shots to super long fics found its way into my bookmarks.

Do you have a favorite Fanfic writer? If yes, tell us who! (Please let us know if they are on Tumblr or AO3.)

There are a few who I keep going back to and love the works of: SamandDean76 - on both Tumblr/AO3 compo67 - on AO3 nyxocity - on AO3 (but believe they are no longer active) brokenlittleboy - on AO3

What kinds of fics do you like to write?

My works list is a mix ranging from drabbles, medium length to long fics. It really depends on the idea and inspiration. Some stories need 2k words to be told others need tens of thousands but I believe my sweet spot is around the 10-15k mark as I like to plan plot outline and majore milestones but also love just letting it flow however it wants to.

Drop a link to your masterlist on Tumblr or Works list on AO3 so we can check out your writing!

Drop a link to your most underappreciated fic!

My most underappreciated fic is a drabble but most underappreciated fic that I was super excited about posting but which did not get a lot of attention was a choose your own adventure A/B/O fic that had a Wincestiel main pairing. And I wonder if I posted it in the best way or if there is a better way to do it. :)

Is there something you have not written but would like to try? Why haven't you tried before? How can we help?

Moments like this happen as I take part in more bangs and reverse bangs where people put forward concepts and ideas that have never occurred to me and it is endlessly fascinating to try out new ideas and things. As of right now I can't think of anything that I want to but haven't tried yet.

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@corpsexcquis

Other handles:

Corpsexcquis for Tumblr / Hyobe or/And SonofEros for Ao3

Do you have an SPN OTP?

Wincest/SamDean

Are you in any other fandoms?

Haikyuu! / JJK / Twilight

What are you looking for in the Pond? What can we do for you?

I’d like to meet more people in the SPN fandom and get some help with writing.

What pairings do you like to read? Reader inserts? Ships? Poly fics?

Usually ships, rarely poly but with the right combination I’m open to anything

What genres do you like to read? Angst? Fluff? Smut? Crack? What are your favorite tropes?

Angst and dead dove mostly

Do you have a favorite Fanfic writer? If yes, tell us who! (Please let us know if they are on Tumblr or AO3.)

Dollylux is one of my favourites for SPN (they’re inactive on Ao3)

What kinds of fics do you like to write?

Usually long ones, Angsty, 90s/80s/70s dirty America, heavy with codependency and references. I never quite manage to finish them though hehe

Drop a link to your masterlist on Tumblr or Works list on AO3 so we can check out your writing!

Drop a link to your most underappreciated fic!

Is there something you have not written but would like to try? Why haven't you tried before? How can we help?

I think a story that is during the medieval era. I love it but I don’t know enough about that time period just yet ! Perhaps betaing ?

Tumblr names:

@clarrisani

Other handles:

Clarrisani

Do you have an SPN OTP?

Wincestiel & Destiel are a tie

Are you in any other fandoms?

I dabble in Good Omens

What are you looking for in the Pond? What can we do for you?

Seeking a beta reader and support to get back into writing SPN fan fiction,

Do you host any fandom events or podcasts, or do you have a shop where you sell things that we can boost for you?

I have an original novel coming out in August. Updates are on my writing twitter https://twitter.com/katrinamckee03

What pairings do you like to read? Reader inserts? Ships? Poly fics?

I like reading a bit of everything

What genres do you like to read? Angst? Fluff? Smut? Crack? What are your favorite tropes?

Whichever strikes my fancy for the day.

What kinds of fics do you like to write?

I like to dabble in a bit of everything

Drop a link to your masterlist on Tumblr or Works list on AO3 so we can check out your writing!

Drop a link to your most underappreciated fic!

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@candygramme

Other handles:

Same handle for Ao3, Threads, Discord, Live Journal/Dreamwidth and X, which I rarely visit. On Instagram I am candygramme1 and on Facebook I am Sue_Ashworth, but not really active.

Do you have an SPN OTP?

Dean/Sam

Are you in any other fandoms?

Yes. I have written in a few others - Highlander, Roswell (the original one), The X-Files and CW RPS.

What are you looking for in the Pond? What can we do for you?

I'm looking for friendship, inspiration, a chance to help new writers.

Do you host any fandom events or podcasts, or do you have a shop where you sell things that we can boost for you?

Not really. I occasionally art, but want to learn to vid if there's someone around to teach it.

What pairings do you like to read? Reader inserts? Ships? Poly fics?

Not Reader inserts, for sure. I like plot and longer fic myself, but pretty much anything between Gen and Explicit is great if its well written. It's all about nailing the character for me.

What genres do you like to read? Angst? Fluff? Smut? Crack? What are your favorite tropes?

Yes is the short answer! I love all of it, but tend to write crack although not always. I love angsty stuff, and casefic.

Do you have a favorite Fanfic writer? If yes, tell us who! (Please let us know if they are on Tumblr or AO3.)

felisblanco is on both. Roxymissrose is on Ao3 and deadlybride is on Tumblr (zmedia) and Ao3 too. There are others, but those are a good start.

What kinds of fics do you like to write?

Cracky, silly stuff, plotty casefic and occasionally PWP.

Drop a link to your masterlist on Tumblr or Works list on AO3 so we can check out your writing!

Drop a link to your most underappreciated fic!

Is there something you have not written but would like to try? Why haven't you tried before? How can we help?

So many things. I have countless wips sitting waiting for me to finish them. I just get stuck and don't get back to them.

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@libby99hb

Other handles:

Libby99HB(AO3), Materialgwooorl (Discord)

Are you in any other fandoms?

The Vampire Diaries

What are you looking for in the Pond? What can we do for you?

I haven't used Tumblr in years, so I'll be semi-new here. I'm looking to connect with people, find new things to read, get inspired, create, and maybe even make new friends through this community. It's a place to connect with others who love what I love and learn from them. 😊

What pairings do you like to read? Reader inserts? Ships? Poly fics?

Don't really ever like to read any fics with ships mostly OFC or Reader inserts

What genres do you like to read? Angst? Fluff? Smut? Crack? What are your favorite tropes?

Angst, Fluff, Everything 18+, Smut, and all AU's

Do you have a favorite Fanfic writer? If yes, tell us who! (Please let us know if they are on Tumblr or AO3.)

I have three AO3: @smolandgrumpy @Zeppelin_Skies ( on Tumblr @zepskies) @neganslucilletblr (Same @ on Tumblr)

What kinds of fics do you like to write?

The fics I like to write revolve around love.

Drop a link to your masterlist on Tumblr or Works list on AO3 so we can check out your writing!

Drop a link to your most underappreciated fic!

The only fic that I have up at the moment is a TVD one. Right now it's on a little break because I have three SPN fics that will be out sometime this summer.

Is there something you have not written but would like to try? Why haven't you tried before? How can we help?

I'd like to try writing some one-shots. I have a hard time keeping things short and sweet, but hopefully, I'll be able to hop on a writer's challenge after connecting with others on here.

That's all for this month, folks! (If we're missing anyone, let us know and we'll add them to next month's list!) Make sure to say hi to the newbies and make them feel welcome! Thanks to all from @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @thoughtslikeaminefield, and @heavenssexiestangel!

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tobythewise · 1 year

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In order to raise money, @foxymoley and I are holding our own little fandom fundraiser. In exchange for a donation to any of the Black Lives Matter organizations or support websites found on the following link, we’ll be gifting out fanfics and art. https://blacklivesmatters.carrd.co/#donate

For $10 you get 500 words from Toby and a sketch from Foxy For $20 you get 1k words from Toby and lineart from Foxy For $30 you get 2k words from Toby and colored art from Foxy For $40 you get 2k words from Toby and a gif from Foxy

You can get a hold of us on Tumblr or on Discord to show us proof of donation and to let us know your prompt.

Ships Toby will write: Destiel, Dean/Benny, Dean/Cas/Jimmy, Sabriel, Sterek, Malec and other Shadowhunter ships, Leverage OT3, Dragon Age (Warden and companion or DA2 ships), The Witcher ships, and MCYT (If you're curious if I know a fandom just sent me an ask!) Topics Toby will write: Fluff, Smut, Omegaverse, angst with a happy ending, and Kink Topics Toby will not write: Heavy angst without a happy ending, MCD, Humiliation, Scat

Foxy is offering art as a companion piece to the fic or an icon of your choice. They draw any ship you can imagine and offer SFW or NSFW art except explicit underage.

#charity #fanart #fanfic #signal boost #BLM

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ao3feed-destiel-02 · 4 days

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After hours at The Wendigo: Coffee & Cinnamon Buns

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/PhUlwk1 by finnza Hello! Hello?....Hello. Welcome to the first part of an unspecified amount of chapters regarding my first like, real fanfic. It's a healthy mix of Destiel, Sabriel, and cinnamon buns. There's gonna be a lot of fluff. Some mutual pining (obviously). Some hurt/comfort. Some mystery element that I'm still figuring out. Playing all the best Supernatural references. Have fun! And pray with me that I won't burn out on this like, tomorrow. Words: 2279, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Gabriel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Castiel's Trenchcoat (Supernatural), Sam Winchester Relationships: Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Bakery and Coffee Shop, Sam Winchester Ships Castiel/Dean Winchester, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Sabriel Fluff Friday (Supernatural) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/PhUlwk1

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #(your tags here)

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jayus-fandom-writer · 4 years

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Syrup and Pancakes. A Destiel and Sabriel Fanfic

Story summery:the two teen Winchester brothers have an unplanned sleepover with their angel friend. Then someone unexpected comes to see Sam.

Warnings: Absolutely none. Unless you die from being smothered by this fluffy fluff :)

Dean wakes up on the far side of his large bed. He looks around confused and sees Cas, still fast asleep, on the other side facing away from him. He then remembers that they had been just hanging out and looking through random posts Cas had made on his new phone. Dean's memory is confirmed by seeing the phone, buried slightly under the covers. They both must've fallen asleep. Dean smiles a bit. He's going to need explain why Cas is still over. Dean looks over at Cas. He's sleeping peacefully. A little TOO peacefully. Dean quietly gets up and puts a thick blanket on the carpet beside the bed. He then jumps into the bed and shoves Cas into the blanket. "Hey Cas wake up!" Cas yells as he falls off the bed, almost missing the blanket as he struggles to catch himself. "Dean what-" Cas looks up slightly angrilly at Dean. Dean hangs his head over the side of the bed, giving him big puppy dog eyes. Cas's gaze softens and he laughs. "Ok so who's gonna explain this to Sam?" Dean shrugs right as Sam enters the room, attracted by the noise. "Hey Dean you good? I heard a crash-" his gaze falls on Cas who violently is trying to get up while punching Dean at the same time. "Ah ok nevermind carry on." Sam smirks and starts to walk to the kitchen. "Sam- No it's not like that...- you son of a bitch!" Dean scrambles out of the bed, blocking Cas's punches while pulling him along.

"Ok," Sam says as Dean and Cas crash into the kitchen, "what do you two want for breakfast? Pancakes sound good?" Dean looks at Cas and they both turn back to look at Sam, voicing their agreement to the proposal. Sam's phone suddenly rings. "Hey what's up?" Sam's automatic answer causes Dean and Cas to stop fighting, interested in who this person is. "Oh ok yeah I'll be over in a second." Sam flips the phone closed and turns to Sam and Dean. "Gabriel wanted me to go help them plant their new garden-" Dean looks at Sam with a smirk. "Oh yeah that's fine have fun with your date, Sammy!" Sam rolls his eyes. Then grabs his keys. As he heads out the door he looks back. "You two can make the pancakes if you're careful. I think I'll be back in the afternoon sometime." And he shuts the door.

Dean and Cas look at each other, then at the cookbook in front of them. "A'right I think I'm the better cook out of the two of us..." Cas gives Dean a hurt look and walks over to the cabinet, pulling out the flour, sugar, baking power, and salt. He also pulls out sour cream from the fridge. Dean watches this quietly but when Cas pulls out a head of lettuce he sighs and brings the book over to Cas. "Ok fine maybe we're both pretty bad cooks but where are you seeing sour cream and lettuce?" Cas smiles a bit and puts back the strange ingredients. "You were right about the other stuff though. Here come look at the recipe real quick." Cas gives a small laugh and looks over. Sure enough, the dry ingredients had been guessed by Cas perfectly. Dean pulls out the eggs and milk and the two begin trying to work around and with each other. Dean thought Cas got a bit too close while he was mixing and flung a full cup of flour at him. Cas immediately let out a few dozen coughs while Dean, only mildly concerned, laughed at his white face. As the flour was flying around the room Cas shoots Dean a look of betrayal. As he tried to rappidly recover his dignity he tried to look as angry as possible. But seeing Dean's laughing face, also covered in flour, cracked a grin instead. Neither of them had realised how much time had passed. But Dean suddenly stopped laughing and instead tried to regain any self control he had ever had. Cas looks over to see a dirt-covered Sam smiling at them. "And you both claim you aren't a couple." Sam then took his leave of the two, walking to the bathroom, to take a shower no doubt, leaving Dean yelling a few choice remarks at him. The two then finish the pancakes with no further food battle.

After a short good natured argument the two decide Cas should be the one to fry the pancakes since Dean had had the honor of stirring the mixture. Cas cooked up beautifully golden pancakes and tossed them on the plates lying on the counter ready for their golden burden. Dean sighed and huged Cas, putting his chin on Cas's shoulder. Cas didn't seem to object so Dean watched him flip the rest of the pancakes in silent admiration.

Once all the pancakes were cooked Dean yelled to Sam about their completion. Sam soon came out from his room saying "oh yum people always say food is better when it's made with love." Dean imediently punched his brother's arm, a glaring look in his eyes. But then he simply laughed and muttered "bitch" under his breath. Sam returned the playful insult quickly with a louder "jerk!" Accompanied with a twinkle in his eye. Then all three sat down to eat their food. Sam complimented both boys many times saying that "the pancakes are very good, much better than your attempt at muffins last week!"

After the pancakes were devoured Sam headed back to his room, leaving the two friends alone. Soon the sound of his music could be heard faintly playing from his bedroom. "Geeze only Sam would listen to Taylor Swift and enjoy it." Dean remarked, turning to Cas. Cas laughed and said "hey you listen to her music on repeat all the time when you're in the car." Dean's eyes widened "what- who told you that??" Cas's expression turned into a straight face as he remarked gravely "Sam let me look through your 'roadtrip' CD's and you have 4 Taylor Swift albums."

"Well at least I... Uh..." Dean's comeback falls short but he quickly recovered himself, "at least I got all the syrup off my lips. Bruh, they look like they're covered with the stuff." Dean then quickly held Cas's face with both hands and gently kissed Cas's lips. He then realised what he's done and quickly dropped his hands and backed away quickly saying, "Damnit Cas I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." He took the plates from the table and quickly moved away to wash them in the sink. He couldn't even look at Cas's face. But he also licked his lips just slightly once he's turned away from Cas. They're sweet with syrup. It's how he always imagined Cas's lips to taste.

Dean became so absorbed into his thoughts and dishwashing that he hardly noticed Cas getting up. He hasn't said a word but he walked over to Dean and looked up slightly. Dean is a good 3 or 4 inches taller so he has no choice. Dean hardly noticed Cas's efforts to get his attention, or at least was trying to ignore them. Cas turned off the water and grabed Dean's shoulders, forcing him to look directly at him. Dean's green eyes reflect his worry. He didn't want their friendship to end over a dumb kiss. "Cas..." But Cas cut in. "Dean it's ok. But just tell me one thing." Dean, slightly confused, asked what he wanted to know. "Did you like how my lips tasted?" Dean couldn't help but laugh a bit. But he replied back with only a hint of a smile, "Yeah Cas... I'm I did..." He scratched his head, worried about what Cas will say. Cas smiled. "Well you can kiss them again. Until you get all the syrup off at least. I don't think they'll taste as good after it's gone." He then leaned into a very surprised Dean and kissed him. Dean held Cas up to him gently, just trying to figure out if he's really there in front of him, TELLING Dean to kiss him. As Cas wraped his arms around his neck Dean could tell it was real this time. He's not just imagining it now. By this time the syrup's completely gone from both lips but they didn't care. They broke apart, each slightly out of breath. Cas snuggled his head under chin. Dean in turn held Cas more tightly. It's at that moment Dean looked over at the hallway and saw Sam standing there, leaning against the frame. The look of pure glee on his face told plainly that he witnessed that entire episode and he's pleased with his work. He slowly walked back to his room, laughing on the inside.

back inside his room he grabbed his phone and pulled up Gabriel's contact. 'Hey Gabe' he sent the message and then quickly typed and sent 'Dean and Cas finally kissed in the kitchen. All it took was some syrup. You were right babe.' Sam sent the message but then quickly realised the typo. "SHIT." Sam said out loud to himself. '*Gabe* sorry autocorrect is the pits isn't it?' but before he has time to send it a new message appears. Sam opened it and it read 'haha I told you so. they just needed that final nudge to get it going. and yeah I know babe lol I'll come over in a few minutes if you want to try it too? :)' Sam almost choked. He loved Gabriel but never expected him to actually like him back! 'wait what? Really?' Sam quickly replied back. 'REALLY. Not joking. I'm already in the car.'

'You dumbass bitch... What am I gonna tell Dean? And Cas??'

'idk you figure that out lol. I'll be there in about 4 minutes.'

'ok I'll get out the syrup.' Sam hopped out of his bed and walked back into the kitchen. Dean was pouring orange juice into a glass. Cas was clearing the table. "Oh hey Sam" Dean's eyes begged Sam not to mention seeing what just went down. Sam simply ignored the look, and chuckling slightly said quietly, "Hey Cas can you give me the syrup?" Cas, with a confused look at Dean, handed the syrup to Sam. "Hey wait- is that Gabriel's car out front?" Dean remarked, looking out the window. It was more of a statement then a question. Sam looked out. "Oh yeah it is... Huh wonder why they're here..." Dean burst out laughing. "Dude-" he then recovered himself. "Ok good luck." He grabbed Cas's hand lightly and lead him back to the TV room couch to watch some stupid old movie they had picked out. Sam brought the syrup to his room and sat on the bed. Is this really happening? Dean and Cas FINALLY get together and Gabriel is coming to see him to- to KISS him? WHAT? The knock at the door brought him to realize that this really is real life. It's actually happening. He realised this as he quickly hurried over to the door to let Gabriel in.

#Dean #Sam #Cas #Gabriel #Sabriel #Destiel #supernatural #Spn #supernatural fanfic #spn fanfic #Destiel fanfic #Destiel fluff #Destiel fluff fanfic #Sabriel fanfic #Sabriel fluff fanfic #fluff fanfic #Destiel kiss #supernatural ships

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foxssleeplessness · 3 years

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Seeing wonderful tags on a fic featuring my fav ships:

The grammar and spelling being shit: Hello their :)

Me:

(the "their" was on purpose. Ik it's "there")

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charychangeling · 3 years

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Hello!

Now, after months of silently liking and reblogging, I have finally gathered up all my courage to make my first original post on this blog.

I have always loved reading and writing and after getting back into fanfiction lately, I want to try to focus more on the latter. The thing, that fascinates me most about fanfiction is the possibility to keep a show/book/movie/etc. alive, even decades after it has been published and the enormous amount of positivity from the community I have encountered.

I've already written my fair share of longfics at this point (although, not all of them finished), which you can check out on my Wattpad or AO3 if you want to - at least until I'll get around to posting them here - but I've always wanted to get into writing shorter fics and imagines.

So to come to the actual point of this post:

If you have any prompts or scenarios you want me to write (fluff, angst, AUs, ships, etc.) I'll be happy to oblige. My fandoms and ships are tagged below.

Also, if you have any of your stories you want me to read and maybe give some feedback on or simply stories you want me to read: you can always tag me or send me the link!

I'm excited to get to know you all and maybe even make some new friends in my fandoms.

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thefandomsinhalor · 4 years

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I’ve never done one of these so, here are my fics! All Spn. All posted on AO3.

Angelic Trickster Over Backstabbing Demons, Every Time

After Dean is sent to hell, accepting Ruby's offer to take down Lilith appears to be the most productive option for Sam. That is until a tricky visitor shows up.

Dear Temporary Neighbour

When Dean needs to remind himself how very much engaged his new summer neighbour is, he grows desperate and infuriated with himself for having fallen for him. If only he knew that Castiel has sought refuge at this charming house by the lake to reflect on certain aspects of his life, notably his engagement.

A Driver Worth His Salt

The job is simple: drive the passenger a few times a week to yet-undisclosed locations and return with said passenger without fail. Be on time. Be discreet. And never interact with each other outside of work. Once twenty-year-old Dean meets the passenger in question—the sharply dressed and rough-looking Castiel Novak—he finds that abiding by those shady rules may be more complicated than he had anticipated.

The Hunter’s Oath

Tasked with the important tradition of fulfilling an Oath to a celestial being, Dean is feeling the weight of loneliness more and more, after years of isolation on the mountain. Until one night, he is gifted a surprise: the god himself shows up with the desire to explore their bond for a time.

I Know Who I Am

Thriving at Stanford, Sam believes he is finally free to embrace who he really is. But it is easier said than done and his struggle to keep his identity intact is only beginning.

The Impetuous Engagement

On his way to his fiancé who he met online, Castiel somehow finds himself stuck in a small Alaskan village, cut off from the rest of the world and with no way of reaching him. But Castiel’s fellow passenger, Dean, is very eager to help him with housing, and perhaps something more as well…

Let Your Heart Be Light

On Christmas Eve, five-year-old Dean meets a boy of the same age, named Castiel. With every passing year, their friendship blossoms, and soon, Dean knows that he is drawn to his friend more deeply he’d like to admit.

The question is: will he do something about it before it’s too late?

The Lucky Pairs of Christmas Underwear

Sam and Dean are both disappointed when it appears that they won't be able to spend the holidays together—something they had always managed to do in the past—but this turn of events offers them both the opportunity to seek someone else to share their respective holidays with.

The Moonlight Rule

After the sudden passing of Henry Winchester, Castiel learns that the late Mr. Winchester made last minute changes in his will: Dean will only inherit the family ranch he’s been running, if he marries Castiel and stays married for at least six months.

My Cryo-Sleeping Beauty

With no memory of how this happened, Dean Winchester of Venandi wakes up on an unknown spaceship next to Castiel, a prisoner fresh out of cryo-sleep, as well as an old acquaintance of his.

Pie Makes Everything Better

It’s Thanksgiving and Dean is desperate for an apple pie. Luckily, there is still one bakery that appears to be open and Dean finds the cashier to be very kind and handsome.

The Silence of Souls

After casting a spell to help Mary cross back to their universe, Team Free Will, with Jack by their side, ready to assist them against any surging danger, unleashed Godstiel, the Boy King of Hell and Deanmon, bearer of the mark of Cain upon the world.

The Tricky Task of Persuading Gabriel

At the very first Supernatural Convention, Sam, Dean and Castiel attempt to convince Gabriel to join them against Lucifer. And Gabriel doesn’t miss the opportunity to have some fun at the event.

The Waltz of Shilly-Shallying

Crushing on each other for quite some time, Dean and Castiel both hesitate to make a move. One thinks the feeling isn’t mutual while the other figures it’s best to focus on his familial duties and remain friends. That is until they find themselves under the mistletoe.

The Week-Long Sleepover and the Opportunity to End Denial

When Castiel stays over at the Winchesters for a week, Sam thinks it's the perfect occasion for "just best friends" Dean and Castiel to finally admit their feelings. He offers Castiel assistance and Gabriel meddles (of course) while hunting for his elusive secret admirer.

What the Heart Misses

After learning that the Winchesters and Jack celebrated Christmas with Mrs. Butters, Castiel takes the opportunity to give Dean a Christmas present. Which then prompts Dean to reflect on the nature of their bond.

The Winchester Breakfast Special

Watching Dean cook breakfast after a long night of steamy passion is something Castiel gets to witness on nearly every Sunday morning. The only problem is that the meal in question is never cooked for him: He’s just the roommate.

And more fics to come!

* fics written for a challenge

(updated April 2021)

#spn fanfic #destiel fic #sabriel fanfic #my spn fanfic masterpost #supernatural #destiel fluff #destiel angst #sabriel #destiel #spn fandom #spn fam #spn family

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whatinthewinchester · 4 years

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Okay help does anyone have any recommendations for destiel x sabriel fanfics (like both ships, not x each other shshs) that are like actual supernatural au or maybe high school au? I'm kinda desperate cause I'm at the beginning of season 14 and we all know how that one starts so yeah please help meee

#supernatural #sam winchester #gabriel #sabriel #dean winchester #castiel #destiel #jack kline #rowena macleod #crowley #lucifer #michael #supernatural fanfic #supernatural fluff #supernatural ships

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aterimber · 4 years

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leatafandom · 3 years

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How about #12?

Rainbow Fish in a Barrel

Rated: Explicit

Ship: Sabriel - Sam Winchester/Gabriel

Prompt: Neon/Rainbow Gore

Tags: anal sex, roughish sex, human/no powers au, neon gore, killing sprees, violence, smut, fluff (is it fluff if I think these two psychos are still adorable in this?)

Note: I have to admit I’ve never really looked into Neon/Rainbow Gore before, but I took a stab at it. I actually started writing like two short silly Spideypool ones before I became enamored with a human Gabriel and Sam on a killing spree… at a rave. I hope you like it. Thank you so much for the request. It was really fun to do while watching Slasher last night. ❤️ Happy Halloween 🎃

Rainbow Fish in a Barrel

“Come on, Sammoose.” Gabriel turned, looking up at Sam, and pulled on the hem of Sam's paint-splattered jacket. “Don’t look so sour! What’s the fun of dressing up if we don’t blend?”

Sam turned to him, rolling his eyes at his grinning partner. “Raves and parties are your type of hunting ground, Gabe. Not mine.” Sam huffed, looking away from Gabriel and to the free-standing building amongst the trees and gravel. He turned back to Gabriel. “I don’t even know how you talked me into this one,” Sam grumbled, his eyes rolling over the green highlighting Gabriel’s golden brown hair and bright blue lipstick covering his already kiss swollen lips.

“I know,” Gabriel grumbled, his eyes shooting away from Sam in thought. The action drew Sam's attention back to the shimmering eyeshadow covering Gabriel's lids. “But it’s fish in a barrel, Sammy. You like easy targets with a race against the clock!” Gabriel urged, looking back to Sam with a pump of his eyebrows. “Come on, kiddo. It’ll be fun. High kill rate, quick payoff. Perfect date night in the countryside.”

Gabriel pulled Sam with him, dragging him closer to the loud pounding music that was blasting out of the abandoned warehouse. Sam shook his head at Gabriel's enthusiasm trudging after him. Gabriel sighed when Sam's mood didn't improve, his eyes rolling over Sam's downturned lips before a grin spread back across Gabriel’s. An idea sparking that would make even Sam enjoy the loud night he had planned.

“We’ll make it a game, huh, Sammkins?” Gabriel’s shoulder pressed and nudged against Sam's, making the younger man reluctantly smile. Gabriel’s smile twisted knowing he had the competitive man’s attention. “The highest number can be on top tonight. Sound fair?” Gabriel’s eyes shone at the challenge, licking his painted lips at the thought of being inside of Sam again so soon.

Throughout his life, Sam couldn’t stand being around anyone for too long, but Gabriel, despite his antics, had always drawn him in. Sam had known there was something about the boyfriend he'd met at university that kept Sam enthralled with him. It wasn't until Gabriel found Sam with blood under his nails and clothing that they both figured out what drew them to each other so strongly. They had stood in silent shock of each other in their shared kitchen before Gabriel had all but jumped Sam. The two had been near inseparable before the discovery, but the thrill of sharing such a dark secret and the added aphrodisiac of killing together had cemented their relationship, keeping it burning even all of these years later.

Sam thought over the idea of a competition, humming at the unlosable wager. His fingers toying with Gabriel’s shirt before begrudgingly following in Gabriel’s footsteps. “Deal, love,” Sam said, finally agreeing as he pulled Gabriel close to him, nipping at his bottom lip. Sam laced his fingers with Gabriel’s, looking back to the flashing lights that burned through the warehouse’s windows with a final sigh. “It better be worth it, Gabe.”

“I promise, ye of little faith. I’ll make it worth it.” Gabriel grinned against Sam’s brightly painted lips, pulling him past the threshold of the warehouse as the flashing lights haloed his head.

Sam released a hum against his lips, meeting Gabriel halfway for another kiss. Gabriel smirked up at him, winking before he pulled away from Sam and vanished into the crowd of dancing glow sticks. Sam sighed watching him go before looking around at the dancing jumping crowd and the DJ that was blasting house music over the speakers. Sam fought the urge to wince at the loud sound that beat with his heart as he moved around the edge of the sea of brightly painted and dye-covered people, counting them.

Sam’s hazel eyes were highlighted with the lime green shadow Gabriel had smudged onto his face. The color was brighter under the black lights that lined the open space and distorted the flashing colors and lights of the rave within the room. Sam's hands pushed into the pockets of his paint-splattered jeans as he looked over the twenty people dancing and tried to settle his growing excitement. It was easy, half of the dancers moving about the loud room had their eyes closed, lost in the music.

Gabriel smiled as he walked to another door, already having locked the first door along the opposite wall. His hips swiveled to the fast beat as he slid the heavy lock into place and danced on to the next door, closing and locking all of the exits. Sam’s eyes found Gabriel, watching him as he walked through the mob of people and towards the front door once he’d sealed the other exits. Sam’s eyes turned from Gabriel's grin and his dancing lithe body to the DJ, finding the man's eyes closed as he swayed drunkenly to his own beat.

It was a simple plan, Sam supposed as he looked over the flashing red, yellow, and white lights as they danced across the walls and high ceiling urging the ravers to dance faster and harder. Sam’s fingers felt over the decorative hilt of his knife that was tucked away in its holster at his back as he walked towards the far side of the room along the edges of the crowd unnoticed. Sam’s head swiveled to the side, his smile widening as four people holding bins of pink, green, yellow, and blue paint emerged from the crowd; this is what Gabriel had told him to wait for. Sam watched the four as they spread out among the crowd and threw the glowing paint powder into the air, coating the wooing excited crowd with it and forcing all of their eyes closed.

Gabriel and Sam moved in unison from opposite sides of the party; their blades sliced with precision. Each outward slash cleanly severed an artery of a nearby party-goer. Gabriel’s wrist turned as he sliced through an exposed femoral artery on a neon pink striped leg with a steady hand. Sam’s blood pumped faster as he watched his victims jerk and twist under his blade. Sam and Gabriel watched with bated breath as their victims dancing became aborted twists and sent blood arching into the air. Their blood gushed and sprayed, mixing with the bright paint as their victims crumbled to the ground. Each dancing victim only had a moment of shock and fear before feeling another deep cut slash across their throats.

The normally dark blood was bright and shining a white-blue under the blacklights and flashing lights. It mixed and blended with the multicolored paint in the air before scattering down on the crowd. Sam's smile was unshakable, counting his kills as he slashed to the continuing beat, making his way closer to his partner. Gabriel’s eyes danced with the flashing lights, keeping his eyes on Sam even as his knife sliced through tendons and veins, cutting his way through the dance floor. They both hit five before the first scream finally sounded, muted under the blasting music.

Gabriel and Sam didn’t pause at it; no one paused at the girl’s choked-off scream. The celebrating crowd was too focused on the music, most still having their eyes closed as they moved together to the pumping bass. Sam’s knife sliced through the glow stick around the screaming girl’s neck and her jugular. Sam's blade silenced the scream the music was already drowning out, watching as her blood mixed with the fluorescent pink of necklace and down her chest. Sam’s smile was sharp and full of teeth, ripping his knife from her throat and moving on to her friends with a wide swing just as their eyes finally opened.

The music tumbled to a stop as the DJ's scream rang out at the carnage in front of him. The few people that were still able to walk screamed and sobbed as they staggered towards the doors. The sound of their horrified screams and pain-filled cries roared in place of the blasting music. Gabriel twirled his knife through the remaining people between himself and Sam, his face and clothes splattered with paint and blood as he hacked into them. Sam rolled his shoulders backward, loosening the tense muscle groups, enjoying the sound of screams more than the deafening music. Sam shook his head, freeing flecks of yellow paint dust and blood from his long hair as he looked towards Gabriel and spotted three bleeding survivors pounding against the closed front door amongst the strobing lights.

“I’m at nine,” Sam called proudly, his smile wide and his eyes bright, focused behind Gabriel instead of on him as he spoke.

“I’m at six,” Gabriel groaned, twisting his knife between his fingers.

Sam laughed as Gabriel whined. Gabriel’s lips turned down in pout, his eyes rolling to the DJ and a girl crowding by another door.

“I get the twitching ones,” Gabriel relented, finally reaching Sam and pulling him in for a harsh kiss, curving his body against Sam’s before releasing him with a hum. “Then you can have me,” Gabriel said in a low groan against Sam’s smeared lipstick, unable to be disappointed about losing to the taller man.

Sam groaned at the harsh kiss and the promising words. Sam's hand gripped tight to Gabriel’s waist and pressed the smaller’s body flush against him as Sam deepened the heated kiss. The sound of pounding metal, however, broke the spell of Gabriel's kiss and caused Sam's eyes to snap back to the three he had been tracking. Sam’s hands pushed Gabriel away from him, resisting the temptation of taking Gabriel before they finished.

“After, my bloody minx,” Sam said, smacking Gabriel’s ass as he pushed him towards the screaming twosome by the door.

Gabriel laughed, smiling at the heavy-handed thwack to his ass, his head turning from his blood-coated partner to the sobbing pair. “Now, now. Nowhere to run, the only thing beyond those doors are woods, remember?” Gabriel taunted, adjusting his grip on the dripping knife in his hand.

Gabriel’s arm reached, wrapping around the girl’s throat after she tried to run past him in hopes of escape. He twisted her close to him and sank his knife into her kidney, slicing through it with ease. His eyes stayed locked on the man now frozen in fear before him as the girl screamed and cried in his arms. Gabriel’s hand pulled back, ripping the blade from her with a squelching wet sound and letting her body drop to the ground in a heap at his feet. Gabriel's sharp eyes watched the DJ as he clawed at the door desperately looking for an escape. Gabriel heaved a sigh, shaking his head slightly at the sad sight. Gabriel huffed a laugh before suddenly reaching forward grabbing the man and twisting him around. He yelped as his back slammed against the metal door under Gabriel's bloody hands. The DJ gasped, arching away from the harsh metal and into Gabriel's blade with a scream. Gabriel’s hand slashed up from the man’s stomach, twisting his wrist and watching the blood as it seeped through his tie-dye tank and bubbled past the man's full lips with a morbid fascination. Gabriel’s grin split listening to the screams and gurgled cries from behind him. His wrist twisted again, turning up and ripping from the DJ's abdominal cavity and into his chest with a grunt of effort.

Sam turned, his eyes catching on the sharp hungry look in Gabriel’s honey eyes. Sam shifted, feeling his cock harden at the sight of his lover soaked in blood and fluorescent paint. Gabriel was glowing and radiant under the blacklight, Sam swallowed at the new burning heat flowing through his veins. Sam ripped his arm back from the body that his fist had been buried in. Sam stood from the corpse he had made, shaking the dripping blood off of his hand, focused on Gabriel.

Gabriel was still holding firm to the DJ's shoulder while his right hand carved into him with distorted glee, licking over his painted lips. Gabriel smirked once he'd finished carving a heart into the man's bleeding flesh, pulling his knife back and letting his canvas slid down the door.

“I’m not waiting,” Sam called, his eyes roving over Gabriel.

Gabriel turned to Sam as he called to him with a smile. Gabriel watched Sam, flicking his wrist and his knife hard enough to clean the blade of the dripping liquid as he looked at Sam's wide pupils.

“I want you now, Gabby.”

Gabriel smirked across the warehouse that was littered with blood and bodies as the lights flashed with the beat that was no longer playing at Sam. Gabriel tilted the tip of his blade towards Sam and back, beckoning him closer with a cocked brow and a wave of his knife. Sam groaned at the invitation, dropping his knife as his hands rushed to free his cock while he walked in rushed steps across the room. Gabriel moved closer to Sam, the two colliding with each other in the middle of the dance floor with a biting kiss. Sam grunted at the harsh kiss, tasting iron as Gabriel bit and sucked on his tongue. Sam’s hands moved between them, tearing at Gabriel's belt once his own hard cock was freed from his jeans. Gabriel groaned into the desperate kiss, pushing his fingers into Sam's blood and paint-covered hair and rolling his hips into Sam's busy hands.

Sam grunted, pushing Gabriel down as the man clung to him, guiding his lover down onto the blood pooling on the paint-dusted floor. Gabriel pulled Sam with him by his hair, refusing to let go of him, letting out a sharp huff when his back hit the hard floor with a wet sound. Gabriel's legs moved quickly to kick off his pants as Sam rushed between his legs. Sam’s knees hit the cement with an ignored slide, his fingers moving to spread Gabriel’s cheeks apart. Sam released a hum of appreciation at the sight of Gabriel's exposed entrance before spitting into his hand and stroking his cock in a quick motion.

Gabriel’s body tensed as Sam thrust forward, filling his tight hole without pause and forcing a low groan past his lips. Gabriel gasped his head rolling to the side at the burning pressure, his fingers clenching tighter in Sam’s hair at the hard thrust. Sam growled at the tight fit and the low moan that sprung from Gabriel’s tinted lips. Sam’s hands held tight to Gabriel’s hips, pressing the smaller man into the unforgiving concrete and dragging his cock slowly out of him. Sam grunted clenching tighter to Gabriel’s rocking hips, leaning his head towards Gabriel’s constant pulling as he left bloody tracks over Gabriel’s heated skin.

“Fuck, Gabe,” Sam groaned into Gabriel’s arched neck, biting down hard enough to break the skin. “It was a great idea to come here.”

Gabriel rolled his hips, digging his feet into the small of Sam’s back and pushing him deeper. “My ideas are always great,” Gabriel groaned out releasing Sam's hair only to dig his nails into Sam’s rocking hips and ass. Gabriel arched, rocking back to his thrusts and grunting at each hard thrust into him. “Don’t doubt me.”

Sam huffed out a low chuckle that was quickly swallowed by a groan. He leaned back, holding Gabriel’s hips higher and driving his cock deeper into Gabriel’s twitching hole. Sam's eyes roamed over the array of colored paint and blood that covered Gabriel’s half-open shirt, neck, and face with a curse. Gabriel let out a low moan as Sam hit his prostate perfectly, his fingers moving to drag through the pools of blood surrounding them on the warehouse floor. Gabriel arched, tilting his hips as Sam’s grip tightened on him dragging him through the blood and viscera as it swirled with the bright pink paint that littered the floor. Sam groaned as he watched Gabriel drag his blood-smeared fingers to his cock. Gabriel shuddered, holding tight to his dick as he bounced against the floor and stroked himself with a tight grip.

“You’re perfect.” Sam moaned, feasting on the vision of blood and vibrant colors Gabriel made.

Gabriel moaned at Sam's sweet words. His hand squeezed tighter around himself as Sam's cock filled him and moved him against the floor with each thrust. Gabriel's body lifted towards Sam's chest as his shoulder blades scraped against the rough floor at Sam's every thrust forward. His whiskey eyes rolled closed as Sam thrusted into his prostate over and over again. Gabriel's hand stroked himself faster, feeling the heat pool in his stomach and his balls tighten with Sam's every tantalizing rub at his prostate.

“Right there, Sam… Don’t stop.”

Sam’s hips rocked faster and harder into his partner, drilling into Gabriel’s prostate. His hands pushed Gabriel’s legs further apart relishing in the feeling of warm blood between his fingers, Gabriel's tightening hole, and his pleading moans. The mix of sounds and sensations pushed Sam ever closer to his climax. Sam’s hips shuddered, breaking his hurried pace as he came with a gasp of Gabriel’s name. Gabriel's hips rocked faster at the feeling of Sam’s thick cock twitching inside of him as Sam came. Gabriel's fist moved faster on himself as Sam thrusted relentlessly through his orgasm. Sam's hard continued thrusts pushed Gabriel over the edge with a gasped breath. Gabriel's left hand dug into his scalp, rocking into his hand and Sam's cock as he came.

Sam didn't take his eyes off Gabriel, watching as Gabriel’s amber eyes rolled with his orgasm and his cum mixed with the blood and bright paint on Gabriel's abdomen and chest. Gabriel moaned, panting under him and running his fingers through his sticky hair, and massaging his sore scalp. Gabriel’s lips tilted with smug satisfaction as his eyes fluttered open to look up at Sam. His lips tugged further upwards when he laid eyes on Sam’s blood-splattered face and adoring hazel eyes. Sam’s smile was soft despite the gore surrounding them moving to stroke his hand over Gabriel’s cheek.

“You are perfect, you know that?” Sam hummed his bloody thumb tugging on Gabriel’s bottom lip. “No one else could make me enjoy a rave.” Sam chuckled.

Gabriel returned Sam's amusement with ease, nipping at Sam’s bloody fingertip. “Mm. Never doubt me, Sammikins.

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