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destieltaggedfic · 6 months ago

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Hey! Hope you're having a great day- I was wondering if you knew of any fics where Sam brings up Cas to a still grieving Dean, who hasn't talked about it/refuses to talk about it and Dean ends up pretty much breaking down/yelling and telling Sam about how Cas said he loved him?

Cas coming back to life in the fic would be a plus, but this is the main idea.

Thanks and no worries if not!

yeah, there are a lot of fic with this.

Heart's on Fire - chaoticdean, savetheclaypots Ao3

15x20 didn’t happen AU. The spell that brings Cas back from the empty, locks down his memories from the past 5 years, meaning he doesn’t remember Jack, he doesn’t remember what has happened and to Dean’s despair, he doesn’t remember what happened before his death.

Word Count: 72k Graphic Sexual Acts

your love is not a curse (not to me) – riceandtuna Ao3

Set 15x20 didn’t happen AU. While Cas is dead Dean finds his journal and is torn by how upset Cas was in the past year, but when Jack turns up knowing that Dean and Cas’ bond is the key to getting him back, what Dean learned in the journal will not only help wake Cas up, but it will also help Dean reassure him when he’s home.

Word Count: 21k No Sex

Time Heals – asexualcas Ao3

Set 15x20 didn’t happen AU. Its months of grieving before Dean can tell Sam what happened, and its months after that where Dean is incrementally getting better, when Cas turns up again and in Dean’s shock they don’t talk until Sam realises what the problem is.

Word Count: 5k No Sex

Because it is - 60r3d0m Ao3

Set S15 AU. For 2 years after they defeated Chuck and remained the sole inhabitants of the Earth, the only thing that kept Dean going was the hunt to bring Cas back and a blue tinged star. A star that one day they followed and it brought Cas back, but that isn’t the end of Dean’s grief because Cas is avoiding him. (mention of Dean being suicidal)

Word Count: 6k No Sex

What You Give Away – downtownfishies Ao3

Set 15x20 didn’t happen AU. Death’s door won’t shut, no matter what Dean or the new Death do, so they become sort of friends, meanwhile Christmas is looming and Sam is determined to celebrate this year whether or not Dean is in the mood.

Word Count: 23k No Sex

You'll Get Him Back - coffeeaddict13 Ao3

Set 15x20 didn’t happen AU. When Dean tells Sam that he is in love with Cas, Sam doesn’t react well at first.

Word Count: 3k No Sex

Haunting Eyes – GayDemon Ao3

Set S15. Since Chuck disappeared everyone Dean has been a mess of drinking. When Sam confronts him about it he finds out something new about how Cas died.

Word Count: 1k No Sex

Honestly I got tired of this particular plot device, partially because it very rarely feels right to me that he would tell Sam, even if he was incredibly angry or drunk.

#destiel #rec asks #grieving dean

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kmscb · 21 days ago

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I'm writing a book about an extra-terrestrial who's crash-landed on earth and makes a deal with a guy named Dirc (top dude). Dirc was killed by a cop but ET brings him back to life with the understanding he supplies it with fresh men to feast upon. Which he does, after raping them.

Then Dirc gets caught and sentenced to death for lots and lots of murders...but he escapes and connects with Irin (second photo), who also works with ET supplying men. Things are great between them and they're getting rich, until the maniacs from Area 51 come calling, take Irin prisoner and Dirc has to save him.

It's called The Beast and then The Beast Dines Out. Gonna be a short novel, looks like...if I can ever finish it. Keeps on rollin'...

Check the full story out on GayDemon, for free. There's lots of fucking and sucking and hell on earth...so far...

#kmscb #gay #mm #mm sex #mm noncon #mm non con #gay noncon #gay non con #mm novel #mm novels #mm forced #mm forced pleasure

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4kennels · 10 months ago

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Seven Days A Dog

by Faedirk

GayDemon

Gay Sex Stories

Bondage

14 Jun 2023

Bondage

Handjob

Humiliation

Puppy Play

BDSM

Slave Training

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INTRO

"It's a...errrrr... unique proposal" my lawyer timidly said as he pushed the document across the table towards me. "You'll be off the hook for all the medical bills, you won't pay a single penny"

I grabbed the papers but the legal jargon was too overwhelming to understand. "So what's the catch" I asked, too afraid to get excited because it was obvious my lawyer was being weirdly hesitant.

"Well, Mr. Torrence will drop the suit entirely, on one condition. For a period of one week you will serve has a... errr.... replacement for his English Mastiff"

It took me a moment to understand but still all I could manage to say was, "wha... what?

The lawyer looked up from the table, "he proposed that if you serve as his dog for one month he will not only forgive you, but also pay all the medical bills, which is nearing $55,000 last I checked."

I sat dumbfounded, unable to speak. I couldn't believe this is where my life has taken me; being hopelessly in debt or to serve as a dog. It was one simple mistake, one bad throw at the disc golf park. I was winding up to launch my disc as far as I could manage and when I went to release it the disc stuck on my fingers a second too long and instead of throwing it a hundred yards straight, I whipped it 90 degrees to my right, straight into Mr. Torrence's Golden Retrievers head. The dog had to be put into a medically induced coma and currently no one was sure if it would live or not. But one thing was certain, I was at fault.

Sick to my stomach, I made a decision. "Let's just fucking accept it."

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CHAPTER ONE

I arrived at Mr. Torrence's house at 11:45 am, 15 minutes before the start time on June 1st. I wasn't going to screw up the contract on day 1. He had a big house in a nice neighborhood. I was thankful for that, it wasn't a shithole. My anxiety nearly killing me, I knocked on the door. Step One to this whole ordeal being over with.

After a few gut wrenching moments the door opened and there stood the man whos dog I might have killed. He didn't look angry which helped only slightly to ease my nerves. In fact, he seemed to be in good spirits. "Michael, come on in" he said stepping aside and waving me along.

"Th..Thank you", I stammered as I entered his home.

"You're a little early so how about I give you a tour" he said closing the door behind us.

"Sure", I replied not knowing what else to say. "And sorry again about everything", I managed to add on.

He smiled a genuine smile, "thank you, the veterinarian hospital says things are starting to look up for Bailey but they still want to keep him in the coma for a little while longer."

"Good, good", I awkwardly blurted out, not knowing what to say, "I'm glad to hear that"

He proceeded to show me around the house, a bigger house than I've ever been in. When we got to the fourth bedroom of the tour, Mr Torrence told me "this will be your room." There was a dog bed and a crate and dog toys scattered around the floor. I nodded my head unable to speak as the reality of the situation continued to become realer and realer.

Mr. Torrence looked at his watch. "Well it's 12 am now so let's get started. On your hands and knees."

I did as he said, almost about to cry.

He walked over to the closet, grabbed a box and started pulling out some type of leathery fabric. Jesus christ.. Is this some type of restraints that I'm going to have to wear?

"wh...what is that?

Mr. Torrence looked down at me. "Dogs don't speak, Michael. You keep that up and the contract becomes voided.

I looked up at him and fought back the growing urge to start sobbing.

"This will help you in your roleplay. Take off your clothes and lets get you strapped in."

"I.... I don't..."

Mr. Torrence sighed, interrupting whatever plea I was about to make. He pulled out his phone. "I had a feeling this wasn't going to work out. I'll call my lawyer and we'll nix this whole agreement."

"NO" I blurted out. Tears now rolling down my cheeks. "I'll do it"

He looked at me for a few long seconds, and put his phone back into his jeans. "Ok then"

He stood there waiting for me to start the inevitable. I took off my shoes, my shirt, my socks, my pants. The undressing in front of this stranger started to arouse me slightly and I turned beat red as I fought back a growing problem in my boxers. Surely he didn't need me to take them off anyways and thankfully when I was done undressing he didn't mention them.

"Alright, down on all fours, come over here. Let's get these on you."

I walked on all fours over to him and the strange leather restraints. He got down next to me and lifted my right leg up and slid a leather sleeve over my knee and with a series of straps he bound my calf and thigh together. He then went to work on the other side of me and I prayed he couldn't notice that I had an erection. I tried my best to pretend everything was normal.

Both my legs bounded, calf to thigh, it was now impossible to stand up. He grabbed the next leather straps and went to work on my arms. Just like my legs, he slid a sleeve over my elbows that forced my arms closed. For the next 7 days, I would be walking on my knees and elbows.

"Almost done" Mr. Torrence said. He pulled out the remaining straps. These ones connected to my wrists, wrapped around my body, and fastened down to my ankles, bringing the whole suit into a perfect unbreakable union. There was simply no feasible way I could ever get out of this on my own.

"And done" Mr. Torrence exclaimed, proud of his work. "Walk around and see how it feels"

I did as commanded. It was uncomfortable and difficult to move around. And horribly unsettling.

"Good boy!"

I was beat red from the embarrassment that I was not only in this position but that I also had a boner. I did my best while walking to avoid any angles where he might catch a glimpse. I would get it under control in no time. My hope was short-lived.

"Roll over" he said.

I looked up at him and he repeated himself. "Roll. Over."

I rolled over. It was awkward and undignified but I rolled over as quickly as I could manage.

A moment of silence filled the room as I stared down at the carpet. Mr. Torrence sighed and walked out of the room. A minute later he returned with a pair of scissors. Oh no. He walked over to me and I instinctively tried to back away but it was useless. The scissors pressed against my lower back and he slid them onto the waistband of my boxers. He started cutting. I closed my eyes unwilling to let him see me struggle against an already hopeless situation. 20 seconds later the cold air was on my ass, my balls, and my dick as my boxers fell to the ground along with any remaining dignity I had left. I was completely and utterly exposed to this man, and I couldn't defeat my erection.

"This is going to be a fun week", Mr. Torrence whispered to the back of my head as he crouched down beside me. Then, suddenly, he grabbed me by the balls and held on tightly. A shot of electricity ran through my entire body and I yelped and tried to back away but his grip was too tight and I only succeeded in making myself fall over as he continued to hold onto my most vulnerable place.

"STOP IT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IT. YOU CAN'T DO THAT! LET GO!" I blurted out hysterically from my back, my boner and new shortened limbs flailing uselessly around me. I wanted to punch him, to do something, anything, but it was hopeless.

He shushed me. "Now, now, remember? Dogs can't speak."

"I don't care! You can't.." He strengthened his grip on my balls and his point was made. I wouldn't be able to handle an even slightly tighter grip on my balls so I didn't dare attempt to talk again.

"There you go" he said in a soothing voice, relaxing his grip to a soft cupping of my balls. He started to gently caress them and I began to lose a little bit of my mind.

An unexpected moan escaped my mouth. "Ahhohhhmm..." My cock was throbbing hard, precum dripping down my painfully erect shaft.

With his other arm, he pulled a bottle of lube out of the box that my restraints were once in. My eyes widened. He wasn't, was he? He flicked open the cap and poured some gently down my cock in a perfect line.

"I think you'll find you'll enjoy this.", he said as his hand grabbed onto my cock and begin stroking, and spinning, and massaging. I completely lost my mind. Any thought other than the pleasure of what was happening to my rock hard boner simply didn't exist in my head.

More moans began bursting out of my throat. "AUUHHH AUHHHHH MMMMMMHHH"

Mr. Torrence decided to pick up the pace and begin stroking harder and faster than I would ever think of doing to myself. I knew that meant trouble and I didn't want whatever was happening to me to end yet.

"No not yet" I squeaked out in between a few moans, forgetting not to talk.

He placed his other hand over my mouth and held my head down to the ground as he continued his work with his other hand on my cock, going even faster now.

I felt the orgasm coming, and with the tempo entirely out of my control, when it came it came faster and harder than any orgasm I had ever had in my entire life. I was screaming into his hand but my screams were only muffled moans of ecstasy. My entire body shaking violently in my restraints. Ropes of cum I didn't know I was capable of making burst out of me one after another. He must have aimed my cock towards my head because a few strands landed across my neck and pools of cum painted my chest. I layed there panting, exhausted, covered in my own cum while Mr. Torrence gently came to stop on my depleted cock. After a few more excruciatingly slow strokes, he finally let go of me.

He stood up and looked down at me in my pathetically drained state.

"This should be a fun week" he said before turning around and walking out of the room, shutting the towering door behind him. I had never noticed just how high up door knobs were before.

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lizardgod69 · 2 years ago

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ALright time for a new Omari AU, that isnt just swapping the roles.

So this is the GayDemons!Omari au, where magic is real but not a lot of people know about it. There are 3 types of magic, Natural, Holy and Demonic. For example holy magic mainly consists of healings, shielding and buffs other people, while a few rare spells could be used offensively. Demonic is mostly purely offensive and, there are very few supportive demonic spell. Natural magic is very broad. It has every type of spell in it, and it is mostly based on nature.

People are born with a affinity to magic. Some people are able to use Holy magic, some demonic, some natural.

For example Hero in this au is born with a very very high affinity to Holy magic, which make his parents(priests and also holy magic users) very prideful of him, while Kel cant use any type of magic.

Basil could also use magic, but he has natural magic and can control plants.

Sunny and Mari however are kids of Cult Leaders and powerful demonic mages, meaning they have a natural affinity to demonic spells,Mari much more than Sunny.

Aubrey has a small amount of holy magic affinity pre accident but in the 3 years post accident she becomes pretty strong in using it.

Now its an Omari au because, on top of the recital, the parents are slowly teching Mari demonic spells, and of course people with Holy magic hate those with Demonic magic, and Mari is scared what the groups reaction would be to her having these powers.

So now all the factors put more preasure on this Mari, then the canon one. So thats why when Sunny breaks the violin and yells back at Mari, she is the one to push him.

Basil sees this and is paralyzed with fear,hiding.

Mari not wanting her brother to die scours the bookshelves for a spell to save him and finds one.

She starts performing it and the last step is to add the blood of the murderer.So she cuts herself, but this snaps Basil out of his paralysed state and he jumps forward, thinking that Mari is planning to um . join her brother. But jumping into a spell circle while the spell is activating isnt a very smart idea now is it Bagel? HE gets hit with the spell and the spells power is split in half. Now the spell was basically "oh your loved one is dying?, replace their weak human body with a demonic one", but it being split made both Sunny and Basil half demons. This also made their bodies very unstable, putting both of them in a 3 year coma.

Now the group falls apart but not fully. Hero spends most of his time studying Holy magic, searching for a way to save Basil and Sunny, while also trying to reach out to Mari, who isolates herself and tries to be the most perfect she can be. Her dad still abandons them and, in his rage accidently draws a demon to Maris house, which latches onto Mari feeding on her guilt and self loathing, while also slowly making Mari more and more depressed.

Kel and Aubrey however feel very betrayed, considering neither Hero, nor Mari have any time for them. So they find comfort in each other, becoming delinquents to hide from their bad home situation. And eventually they develop feelings for each other and meet the other hooligans.

Whilst all this is happening, Basil and Sunny are trapped in a dream world, where they team up with Omori And Stranger to find Mari?(the truth). The shock of the accident would have made their bodies even more unstable so they supressed it and now have to uncover the truth and wake up

Hero, Aubrey, and Kel are the picnic blanket.

After 3 years in a coma and facing a nightmarish version of Mari, they wake up. Only to be greeted by arguing. Kel and Aubrey finally snapped at Hero and Mari and entered a yelling contest with them.

But as soon as they see Sunny and Basil they stop and hug them.

So, now SUnny and Bagel have to deal with their (very gay) feelings for each other, mend the friend group and hide their demonic abilities all the while a demon is slowly becoming stronger and more aggresive.

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