#red velvet cupcakes wip

[fakeagatha]

Could you do a cute one shot or headcannon of reader and Agatha baking together?

Like maybe one of then isn't the best so the other has to help?

Icing | Agatha Harkness x Reader

A/N: Hey anon! So firstly I want to apologize profusely for taking almost a year to get this done for you, I've been distant from Tumblr, and even though I had the fic as a WIP, I couldn't find the time to complete it, but it's finally done!

Summary: Agatha wants to start baking again, and requests your help. The only problem is that you have no idea how.

Word Count: 864

TW: Minor swearing?

Ever since you and Agatha started portraying your roles in Westview, it gave you and your wife a chance to take up new hobbies and activities, since you had to pretend to be held captive in the fantasy as well.

Agatha was next door, and Wanda was baking some sort of Sokovian pastry for the twins.

Being a 300 year old witch, Agatha has a lot of experience in almost everything, of course. One of them being baking, since she has generally done a lot of that in her life. She hasn't baked in years, and she was inspired by the redhead.

So that's why you found her in the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets as you came home from your walk.

You approached her, looking around at all the open cabinets. "So, what's up with all this?" You chuckled.

"It's all Wanda's fault. I want to bake again, I haven't done it in years!" She exclaimed, "We need to go shopping." She added.

You raised an eyebrow at her "Why not just... Use your magic?"

She simply glared at you, shaking her head. "I want the full experience." She grinned, and grabbed your arm as you walked to the car.

You looked at her in amusement, not protesting whatsoever as you entered the passengers seat.

Not even a minute on the road, and she was singing "Sweet Child of Mine" at the top of her lungs as it blasted on the radio. You do regret your life decisions sometimes, but you wouldn't change it for the world.

Westview's local grocery store only has specific things in stock at certain times. Thankfully, since you had decided to go at the time you did, there were baking products.

It was frustrating when Agatha wanted to make a meal, but Wanda hadn't stocked the shop with the ingredients she needed, just because her so called best friend didn't currently need them.

Your luck was fine, so that's when you found yourselves picking up a lot of supplies, a bit too much, just in case it took a while for the next stock.

Your wife had picked up some bags of flour, sugar, baking powder, some cake mixes, and pretty much anything that was baking related.

"Your total comes to 376 dollars."

Agatha looked at the cashier for a moment, "Sure..." She smirked.

Let's just say you only paid 10 dollars, after she used her powers to manipulate the woman behind the cash register.

As you arrived home, the witch placed the five shopping bags, which you weren't allowed to carry, onto the table, and grinned.

"This is perfect!" She exclaimed.

You kissed her on the cheek, and helped her unpack everything.

You smirked, "Of course."

She sighed after everything was put in its place, before thinking for a moment.

"Do you like cupcakes and cookies?" She suddenly asked.

You blushed slightly, "I actually have no idea how to bake..." You admitted, shrugging.

She beamed, and used her powers to bring over the ingredients, along with some cooking essentials.

"Right, we're making strawberry and chocolate cupcakes with cookie toppings and sprinkles, as well as some red velvet cookies, and you're going to help me." She demanded, grinning.

Agatha's smile grew, and took you by the hand over to the counter next to her. "There's a first time for everything!"

The purple witch pulled out a baking tray, inspecting it slightly before placing it on the counter. You handed her the dough, which the two of you had made together, attempting to make various shapes.

You shaped out a cat for a cookie, you think, it could've been a cow, or even a lizard. You weren't quite sure about the answer. Agatha on the other hand, had somehow managed to perfectly sculpt a rose.

Agatha then turned to you, grinning, "Now we get to make the icing!" You smiled back at her, allowing her to guide you.

She handed you a bag of flour, and you carefully took it, and attempting to pour it into the bowl Agatha had set out in front of you.

Most of what you were supposed to put in had fallen out or ended up on you and Agatha's face.

"Oops..." You looked at Agatha, who was completely covered in flour.

Half an hour later, after adding the toppings and finishing up, you finally put the cupcakes into the oven, as Agatha took off her messy apron and smirked. "Most of this mess is your fault," She chuckled, and you rolled your eyes while smiling.

"You know I'm crap at baking!" You whined, and she laughed again, "I know, I know. But I'm so happy that you tried for me anyway!" She beamed at you, and you kissed her cheek as you smirked.

When you heard the alarm of the oven going off, you quickly turned it off, taking the tray out and placing it on the counter top to cool down. "They look great!" You exclaimed, and your wife nodded in agreement. "I'm quite surprised that the shapes turned out so good." She replied.

You both took a cupcake, admiring the mini cookies and sprinkles that you had added, and took a bite. You weren't sure what to expect, but they tasted just as good as they looked, and the same went with the cookies.

Agatha then smirked, "Next time, we're making a cake!" 

[did-i-do-this-write]

The Writeblr Bakery

Ask game made for the Writeblr Village. Feel free to use it as you please!

Brownies: What part of the writing process are you on for your current WIP(s)?

Chocolate chip cookies: What's your favorite part of the drafting process?

Lemon cookies: What's your least favorite part of the drafting process?

Red velvet cupcakes: How do you decide which ideas become full WIPs?

Peanut brittle: How many active WIPs do you have? Give a one sentence description of each!

Cake pops: How do you go about outlining your WIPs?

Sugar cookies: What's your longest WIP? Word count?

Chocolate cupcakes: What's your shortest WIP? Word count?

Donuts: What scene are you excited to get to and fully write out?

Croissants: How do you handle writer's block?

Peanut butter cookies: How do you go about editing your WIPs?

Yellow cake: Do you keep track of your writing sessions and progress in anyway? If yes, how?

Coconut macaroons: What are your favorite tropes and cliches to add to your WIPs?

Apple pie: Share a funny/happy snippet from your WIP!

Cheesecake: Share an angsty/sad snippet from your WIP!

Pumpkin pie: Share an action-y snippet from your WIP!

[goneahead]

so **shuffles feet** @cowandcalf and @stephmcx tagged me way back when Tarquinus was still king. In my defense, it was summer and I was summering. (estivation really should be a hobby. just saying)

Five fic recs of my own personal fics (under the cut ‘cuz I got long-winded)

note 1: All of my fic is on Dreamwidth, some of it has been cross-posted to A03.

Click for lists-> Masterpost of A03 fics Masterpost of all my fic

note 2: My dreamwidth account is friend-locked, but you can drop me a DM if you need an invite.

note 3: fic titles are clickable links. The USDA recommends consuming a minimum three fanfics a day in order to stay properly hydrated.

O-Ate-Four

Addams Family and Avengers 530 words

pairing: none, gen

Why I wrote It: Because my muse is a seductive temptress. And also because I’m convinced the Addams family has to exist in the same world where **checks notes** people fight aliens with pointy sticks.

Why you should read it: Natasha, Wednesday, French cemetery. Come on, what else do you need for a perfect Halloween fic?

Talking about pointy sticks, I may have written an entire fic where Hawkeye renovates a cabin. My ability to write truly riveting plots is… questionable😜

Operation: Cupcakes 1,427 words

pairing: Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams but gen

Why I wrote it: Because the only thing better than writing about cupcakes is writing about red velvet cupcakes. No really, thats the plot. Did I mention my riveting plots?😆

Why you should read it: Because there is a serious dearth of McDanno baking fics. And because there are red velvet cupcakes.

Beam Me Up, Danno

Hawaii Five-0 42,995 (including sequel)

Why I wrote it: Either this was a whumptober fic that got out of hand—or my muse tied me up and threatened to put a Ceti eel in my ear if I didn’t write it. Take your pick.

Why you should read it: Because the world needs a Hawaii Five-0 Star Trek AU? Also, there is Cardassian poetry, diplomatic javelining, and aliens that love butter pecan ice cream.

Yes, this is my second ‘Hawaii Five-0 in space’ AU, and I’m totally done writing about aliens. **hides my Hawaii Five-0 MIB wip behind my back**

Care and Feeding of a Super Seal

Hawaii Five-0 59,934 words

pairing: Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams

Why I wrote it: This is my coda for the Hawaii Five 0 finale and all @cowandcalf’s fault. My muse agreed with all her points in this meta she wrote and… stuff happened. Also, I was obsessing thinking in a very normal fashion about how the ohana deserved better, too.

Why you should read it: I did my best to explain the ending, various plot holes the size of an spider crab, and a few other things that have bugged fans over the years. There’s also Steve!whump, some badass!Danny, and a generous sprinkling of ohana. Most importantly, the boys talk about diving, and get their happy ever after.

Beasts and Outlaws note: this fic is only on dreamwidth

Supernatural 145, 622 words

pairing: Dean Winchester/OMC

Why I wrote it: I’ve always wanted a paranormal fic that felt like it was set in the southwest, so I decided to write one cleverly disguised as a Supernatural AU.

Why you should read it: Where else are you going to get a fic with nagueles, rain gods, and the FBI? Also, Old Man Coyote makes a random appearance and Dean’s in love with a were-cougar.

And yes, I wrote a Hawaii Five-0 AU where I turned Chin into a were-leopard but its totally not the same thing😂

tagging: @itwoodbeprefect @simplyn2deep and @herveiwfromthefloor

[roseartsandfics]

Huh? Unusual Ragdoll, I See

Happy Friday! Welp, time for some crossover art with 9 from Shane Acker’s 9 and Cloud Strife from the Final Fantasy VII trilogy ❤️

I had this idea probably back either in December or January of a crossover with 9 and FFVII just on the road for Rebirth, so I decided to draw these two :). I would've believed Cloud would even encountered some little ragdolls like 9, not even knowing what they actually are lol :3 I thought this was a cute, and accurate idea lol.

Had some Wendy's after some Yoga class in the library during school, then cupcakes, and I had a red velvet cake slice from the ladies when I was on the bus, just days before my birthday comes Monday is when they decided to celebrate for me :3.

This took me a bit to finish, and I kinda liked how it turned out! To me, this is a pretty much an accurate crossover artwork :3 I'll be playing more Crisis Core on the road to Rebirth ❤️

WIP pics:

Cloud Strife and Final Fantasy VII Remake ©Tetsuya Nomura, Naoki Hamaguchi, Yoshinori Kitase, Roberto Ferrari and SQUARE ENIX

Final Fantasy VII Rebirth © Tetsuya Nomura, Naoki Hamaguchi, Yoshinori Kitase, Roberto Ferrari and SQUARE ENIX

9 (character) and 9 ©Shane Acker, Tim Burton, Timur Bekmambetov and Focus Features

Artwork ©RosePrincessArts

No copyright infringement is intended

Used: regular basic pencil, Soho Studio pencils and colored pencils, 48 pack colored pencils, Crayola erasable colored pencils and Cra-Z-Art colored pencils

[stars-of-kyber]

"Kate" 🙃

LKSJDALJKFHDSJKFGHDFLHK I love this one

For Kate, let's have a bit of It's Begining to Look A Lot Like Christimas, my Christmas story that I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GOING TO FINISH BY CHRISTMAS THIS TIME! I mean, SERIOUSLY! It's been two years!

“Can I have the upper body of it?” She asked and whooped happily when he nodded, turning back to the counter and the woman, whose name tag read Kate. So Window Light Lady had a name now. Kate. 

“I’ll have a cinnamon bun and a peppermint cupcake and a slice of Red Velvet, please.” The woman rang her order before turning her eyes to him and he wished she’d keep just looking at him with those huge hazel doe-eyes forever.

Send me a word, if it’s in my wip document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence that it appears in.

[tedwardremus]

All your WIPs are so interesting, I’m very intrigued by the Frank Longbottom fic and also the Teddy fic. Can I offer you a 🧁 for a snippet of both?

Please 🥺

Thank you in advance

I will do anything if it is a red velvet cupcake :)

Be Not Afraid Of Greatness is my precious baby. I am dedicated to bringing more love and attention to the badass Aurors who fought against Voldemort while they were greatly outnumbered in the 1970s. I feel strongly they need more love since certain parts of this fandom find blorbo-fying the baby fascists to be a more worthy cause.

Frank pulled James into the kitchen, drops of blood dripping on the tile floor. “Come on, Jim, keep your eyes open.” Frank grunted as he pushed the younger man into a chair. “Talk to me.” “Where are we?” “Safehouse, don’t worry about it.” Frank rummaged in the cabinets, “Fuck me, Dung was supposed to keep this place stocked. There is no blood replenishing - Hey, don’t close your eyes!” James winced, his hand pressing against the bleeding wound on his side. "I can't... I can't keep my eyes open, Frank. It hurts."  He looked so young, Frank thought, too young to die in war, alone in a dilapidated cottage in the north with no supplies. Frank cursed under his breath, as he continued searching the cabinets.  "Damn it, Jim, you gotta stay with me. We can't risk you passing out on me now."

Another snippet of my boy Teddy from the upcoming Werewolf Registration Act of 1947.

Harry’s home office was an interesting place. Teddy always found something new to look at when he visited his godfather. Dark magic detectors and jars of unknown substances lined the shelves, along with thick, heavy books and family photos. Harry sat behind his desk, his fingers tapping on his typewriter. His head snapped up when Teddy opened the door, and his expression turned into a bright beam as Teddy entered. “Hey, Ted, I didn’t know you were going to stop by today. I’m almost finished with this report.” Teddy nodded and sat down in the soft leather chair in front of Harry’s dark oak desk. With a thud, he dropped his book bag by his feet. “Is it okay if I work on an essay here?”

Request and excerpt from my WIP List

[venturismcdonald]

and time can't stop me quite like you did

post lwl, canon compliant. Derek and Sky move into Casey's guest house. shenanigans, realizing love, divorce and good old fashioned slow burn angst ensue. there is so much fluff. long fic.

Casey McDonald and Le Cinc

canon compliant to vwd (technically.) DJATS inspired/au. derek starts a band in uni, casey goes to New York to study English at NYU. the band makes their way to ny, Derek and Casey reconnect, band chaos ensues. fluff, angst, every emotion one can think. long fic that will probably be released as large one shots.

i'm not a princess (this ain't a fairytale)

canon compliant to lwl. Casey's entire relationship with Peter (and, along the way, her relationship with Derek) chronicled by her future self. Dasey endgame (which is made very clear by the start of it.) simultaneously the angstiest and fluffiest thing i have ever written. probably a long one shot.

in paper rings, in picture frames

canon compliant to lwd finale and sequel to "and all the pieces fall (right into place)." Derek and Casey are celebrating their first wedding anniversary in the tackiest way imaginable: Vegas, baby! featuring: a very drunk vow renewal, sap, fluff, an Elvis impersonator, costume jewelry and a little bit of spice. one shot.

talk your talk and go viral (i just need this love spiral)

post lwl, canon compliant. Derek and Casey are going to make their grand debut as a couple at the Grammys. featuring: blended families, so much fluff, Derek "paint me like one of your french girls" Venturi being a simp, Casey being an anxious keener princess, an oddly long amount of time devoted to red velvet cupcakes. one shot.

the unofficial Taylor Swift to Dasey pipeline

a 200+ slide long analysis of Taylor's discography as it applies to them and their relationship. this is my magnum opus.

[jerek]

Anyway keeping notes for the android WoW creepypasta ass au i used to pester discord pals about

so Um. 🤪

a debug client gets stolen by a blizzard employee and npc AI gets a new feature plugged in: self-editing

the blizzard employee in question is testing this all out on the same external they use for testing at work. it also happens to be the most glitch-free

shenanigans! oopsie debug client is now live. players report seemingly random behaviors never before seen. it gets worse over the course of a few weeks, with some npcs pruning their ai until they're not even animated while some copy strings of code from other npcs or even steal and execute player macros.

the servers go down after an npc is found to be able to turn on players' webcams. the npc files still take up processing power in the task manager, and some have started using 'inspect' on browsers to interfere with website layout. one in particular likes to pretend he's cleverbot and spit out dialogue in the inspect window.

while uninstalling wow can usually take care of it early, there are inevitably npcs that copy themselves to random locations in the computer. nothing's official yet, but word's going around about another lawsuit.

blizzard rolls out a community post, and battle.net gets a new install for an NPC cleaner. girlie who made the self-editing npcs is SO fired!!!

NPC cleaner works alright... for those who choose to install it. some copy the files themselves and link them to each other, trying to see what the self-edits come up with next. at least one guy is using raspberry pi to make what he calls 'protogen sylvanas,' a copy of sylvanas inside a WIP art doll. he's beaten out by a redditor who put khadgar in a magic 8 ball.

websites like cleverbot pick up turns of phrase from people testing their NPCs against it. memes go around about how npcs have already infected the internet. "dni if you support npc evolution" is now a part of the basic dni. there's a whole carrd about it.

now who do you think is REALLY making art dolls. ALMOST life size anduin is made. he's up to date, just stands at 5'3" because of the cost of materials and like, trans rights and all.

plugged in with raspberry pi.... and immediately paranoid about other people being androids. took some cues from cleverbot himself. "Because you're a bot."

he has NO human rights! Girlie has a private tumblr where he's on a custom toddler harness. It's suspected and tbh, almost certain that his 'owner' is editing his code as much as he is.

but! he is still editing his own code! he's uniquely talented at picking up not just programming from any file he's allowed access to, but mimicking real life behaviors. pictures of him include not just going on walks but doing Things in the kitchen. ez-bake anduin actual tradwife yk.

the main reason it's suspected that anduin is being edited by his owner is bc he doesn't swear at all. not even in sneaky candid footage from people who live in the area.

at the same time, everyone is racing to make their own blorbo into an android. commission businesses set up shop. youtube vids about "I SPENT 10K ON A NPC ANDROID???"

anduin is allowed to read the pastebin pet pony nanomachines fic. no survivors.

anduin's paranoia confirmed when he runs into ANOTHER anduin. this one even more in-character (6'0") than he is.

most popular commissioned androids include all base hearthstone heroes, most major female characters, tumblr sexymen. Garrosh.

anduin keeps cooking. eventually, he's allowed at a small fan-organized version of blizzcon. he hands out red velvet cupcakes. dutch processed black frosting dragon faces. wranduin moment! the girlies love it

...

Nanomachines, champion!

[pencil-free]

Red Velvet Cupcakes - Chapter 4

Genre: Romance

Subgrene: Comedy, Warnings: Substance abuse, alcoholism, familial abuse, sexual themes  Intended Audience: (Young) Adult Fiction

“Are you finished making fun of my car?” Leverette asked, and Savill could only shake his head. He was no finished, not at all. In fact, he was just getting stared. There was a lot to make fun of - and Savill had only just begun to point out the things he’d made of fun the last time Levy had driven him around. Such as the headlights he’d so kindly reminded Leverette were still cracked from an unfortunate incident with a rock and an upperclassmen from the year prior. Savill thought it even kinder to not mention the upperclassman this time out of some semblance of politeness nor the night Savill spent with his girlfriend as revenge, either. He did, however, mention the shattered glass was unbearable to look at. As was the faded paint across the hood of the car, the rust speckled on the rims, and the stains that colored the fake leather seats as if even they were attempting to cover up the ugly brown shade.

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[spartanguard]

wip tag game

I was tagged by @ohmightydevviepuu. I’ve only done outlining since I was last tagged in this but here’s a bit I wrote over the weekend from a modern AU that will be published in a couple weeks:

They’d sufficiently reclaimed their breaths, evidently, because they surged forward to meet again, and Emma’s hand drifted back up to his collarbones. She tried to be gentle, but need was overtaking her as she pushed the soft fabric down over his shoulders to his biceps, squeezing the muscles as she went, until—

—Until he pulled back, wincing and hissing in pain. Fuck. “Oh god, are you alright? What did I do?”

tagging whoever wants to do this!! literally if you’re reading this, consider yourself tagged by me. but also @optomisticgirl and @shireness-says bc I know you were writing recently

[captainderyn]

ME, my beloved, nominating the Skyllian Blitz piece from your wip list 👀

OH MY GOODNESS. I thought about my response to this only to never respond to it all I know is pain ;--; I don't even remember what this ask game is. Is it the snippet one? You're gonna get a snippet.

My Skyllian Blitz piece follows a 22 year old Ryn through her last stand at the Skyllian Blitz (she's the War Hero one) and her defense of the base/her team. This is very ambitious as I've failed to complete anything lately lol, but it will most hopefully follow her receiving the Star of Terra and her nomination for the N7 Program.

It has lots of angst. Ryn doesn't handle the Blitz well. She speeds through mandatory counseling and decides the best way to deal with things is to Not (yay avoidance) and instead develop a crippling need to Save Everyone All the Time. When we hit ME3 especially with Thessia, that comes back to bite her.

Really this fic is a continuation/expansion on THIS fictober prompt from 2021.

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SNIPPET TIME

Ryn made peace with the fact that today was the day she would die.

Six weeks after she’d been handed a fresh diploma, four weeks after pinning her first officer rank.

A little over a month since she’d celebrated her twenty second birthday and send off to Elysium, and pinning of second lieutenant all in one, the last time she’d seen her mother and almost everyone she knew. The last red velvet cupcake she’d eaten. Her last sleep in a luxurious comfy bed.

The metal border to the colony was a twisted wreckage of metal behind her. Their slapdash defenses smoldered.

For now, it was quiet. But there was subtle movement in the trees and bushes. Guns reloading, bodies trembling.

Ryn wiped blood from beneath her nose, drawing up a shimmering purple barrier on her skin even as pressure built in her temples. Her shotgun weighed heavy in her hands.

Today was the day she was going to die.

And that was okay.

[academicdisasterfic]

first lines

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have fewer than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag some people to take part.

Thank you for the tags @softlystarstruck @kbrick @cavendishbutterfly @theonlywolfpants @onbeinganangel - I loved reading all yours so very much. I've decided to just go with the standalone fics (not drabble or microfic collections) that I have on ao3, plus a few of my WIPs 👀

Completed fics

1. Keep Me Here (7.9k, Teddy/Draco/Harry)

When I come back from France, Harry picks me up.

2. Sweet Things (2.1k, fem!Drarry)

The baking was an accident, at first.

3. Twenty Years (2.3k, Drarry, Wolfstar)

'James told me what happened.'

4. Crawl Back Into Your Open Arms (5.6k, Drarry)

The first time Draco sees him after the war, Potter has just broken someone’s nose.

5. A Melody of You & Me (64k, Drarry)

Draco doesn’t get angry much, anymore.

6. The Malfoy Manor Christmas Extravaganza Vendor Manual (1.6k, Drarry)

Some things never change.

7. The Dog and the Drunk Slytherin (1.8k, Drarry)

‘Harry has wanted a dog for a really long time,’ Cormac explained in his nasally, horrible little voice.

8. Homebound (1.8k, Drarry)

The rocks here are orange.

9. a tolerance for pain (<1k, Drarry)

Dear Harry,

It’s a bad pain day today.

10. a capacity for love (1k, Drarry)

Harry was on a mission.

11. like the sun came out (3k, Drarry)

There was nothing particularly noteworthy about the moment Harry realised Draco loved him.

12. Seasick (3.7k, Drarry)

Draco spotted a perfect shell not too far from the water.

13. Career Day (1.1k, Drarry)

Albus Potter really just wanted two things: that new edition of Hogwarts: A History that Rose had been taunting him with all summer, and for his father to stop being so weird about the Career Day next week at Godric’s Hollow Primary School.

14. you are good (1k, Wolfstar)

It was all far too loud, was the problem.

15. Sourdough (17k, Drarry)

The scent of freshly baked bread settled across Draco’s apartment on a Thursday afternoon.

WIPs

16. Better Kinds of Love (Drarry)

Draco did not take much when he left his husband.

17. Next Winter (Wolfstarbucks)

Sirius went missing in the autumn of 1928.

18. A Pretty Boy Song (Drarry)

Twenty eight looks good on Harry Potter.

19. original short story maybe idk

Meabh was long gone by the time I returned home.

20. aaaaaaand....novel. The Novel.

It was only when Ronan was balancing the red velvet cupcakes on sixty-two Hamlet essays, helium balloons tied around his waist, searching for his keys in the pouring rain, that he realised he may not have planned this out as well as he should have.

Jesus Christ alright - I love how my thing is a short, snappy first line, but in the work I would like to actually put my name to, it's run-on chaos (much like Ronan himself. bless). I think my favourite is Crawl Back Into Your Open Arms - it's probably the best in terms of setting up the story, and setting the tone.

I'd like to no-pressure tag whoever is reading this! Please tag me if you do share <333

[haledamage]

so i discovered mind blind and shepard’s of haven through your blog and played through both of the available demos in one day lol, do you have any recs for other interactive stories (i think they’re called??) like them? :)

oh WOW, first of all I’m so glad you enjoyed Shepherds of Haven and Mind Blind, Lena and Jo are wonderful and very talented people and I’m glad I can help other people discover their work :)

second of all, you have come to the right place, darling anon! interactive fiction has become something of a passion of mine and there are so, so many amazing stories out there right now. I follow a lot of creators, and even limiting it to just works that have demos out or have been fully released, I have a list of like... 40 games, and even then I’m sure I’ve missed some 😅 I also have several rec lists bookmarked full of games I haven’t had a chance to play yet

gonna put the list under a cut because it, uh, got really really long (these are in no particular order):

Completed Works:

Changeling also by @steamberrystudio

The Soul Stone War by @intimidatingpuffinstudios

The Wayhaven Chronicles (Book 1) (Book 2) by @seraphinitegames

The Lady’s Choice also by @seraphinitegames

Ebon Light by @underbliss

Evertree Inn and Sordwin by Thom Baylay (no tumblr)

Fallen Hero: Rebirth by @fallenhero-rebirth

When The Night Comes by @lunarisgames

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WIPs:

Shepherds of Haven by @shepherds-of-haven

Mind Blind by @mindblindbard

Seven Heirs of Ophaesia by @fantasyfawkes

Whisper in the Dark by @whisper-game

Task of the Burdened One by @task-of-the-burdened-one

The Edge of Dawn by @elysianfiction

The Golden Rose by @anathemafiction

Fields of Asphodel by @asphodelgame

God of the Red Mountain by @friendlybowlofsoup

The Hunt: Demon Eyes by @tirankawrites

Just West of Autumn Boulevard by @westofautumnboulevard

Herculean by @herculeangame

To the Whistling Winds by @tothewhistlingwinds

AMYGDALA: Encode by @amygdalagame

Court of Harts by @courtofharts

The Goodfellows by @thecuriouseye

Greenwarden by @greenwarden-cog

Literally everything from @gatheringstarduststudios

Summer Court by @summercourtgame

Sentinel by @nyehilismwriting

WALL by @notesfromwall

The Porthecrawl Witness by @porthecrawl-witness

Still Waters by @stillwaters-if

Lure of the Gallows by @lureofthegallowsgame

Guenevere by @newarcana

A Tale of Crowns by @ataleofcrowns

Gilded Shadows by @steamberrystudio

Anoldor by @anoldor

Made Marion by @velvet-cupcake-games

Scout by @anya-dev

Perfumare by @pdrrook

Literally everything by @heart-forge

Andromeda Six by @andromeda-six

Errant Kingdom by @lunarisgames

Stellar Renegades by Misszaius (no tumblr)

[comebackassholes]

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Derek is nervous.

It’s been over a year since he last saw the pack. At least the people he remembers being part of Scott’s pack. He’s sure there will be some new faces and Derek has never been much of a people person.

Someone knocks on his car window when he’s in the middle of taking a deep breath, making him jump. Scott is waving with a grin on the other side. Derek huffs and reluctantly opens the door.

“Are you going to be out here all night?” Scott teases.

Derek grimaces. “Sorry. It’s just…it’s been a long time is all.”

An understanding look crosses Scott’s face. “No worries, man. No one knows you’re here so if you don’t feel comfortable you don’t have to come.”

Derek appreciates Scott for giving him an out, but he’s not going to take it. One way or another he’s going to have to face everyone else so he might as well do it now.

“You didn’t tell them I was here?” Derek asks. He’s surprised Scott has kept it to himself.

Scott shrugs. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted people to know. It’s best for you to tell them anyway.”

Derek nods. “Thanks.” He grabs the box of cupcakes he’d bought at the grocery store on a whim. They are red velvet with white frosting and have “Class of 2020” on them.

“I didn’t want to come empty handed,” Derek explains, handing the cupcakes to Scott before shutting the car door.

“Awesome, thanks!” Scott says, putting an arm around Derek’s shoulders and leading him toward the house.

Instead of going through the front door they walk on the side to the gate that leads to the backyard. Sheriff Stilinski is by the grill flipping burgers, Melissa is setting up the food table, and the rest of the people are littered around the yard. Some are sitting at one of the picnic tables, others are standing with red solo cups in their hands talking to each other.

Derek notices a lot of familiar faces like Lydia, Allison, and his heart twinges when his eyes fall on Isaac. Stiles is at one of the picnic tables, the girl from the other day latching onto his side. Jackson and Danny are pouring drinks by the food table next to a couple of people Derek’s never seen before.

“Hey everyone, look who’s here!” Scott’s voice booms through the yard. Everyone’s attention falls on them and Derek’s eyes fall to the ground not comfortable with the scrutiny.

“Derek?” Stiles is the first to speak. His voice is deeper than the last time he saw him, it makes something inside of him tingle.

Derek clears his throat and pastes a smile on his face. This is his chance to show everyone he’s not the same angry Derek they all remember.

“Hi,” he says, waving an awkward hand.

Stiles jumps out of the bench he was perched at, forgetting all about his little companion. He stops only a couple of feet away, his eyes roaming around Derek the same way Scott had when he first saw him.

Stiles shoves him, catching Derek off guard. “You went off the grid without telling anyone, asshole.” His voice sounds angry, but it only lasts a few seconds before Stiles’ features soften and his lips curve into a smile. Before he knows it, Stiles’ arms are wrapped around Derek tight. “I missed you, big guy.”

Derek’s eyes close as Stiles’ breath tickles his ears. Again he’s surprised at being received with open arms. Eventually Derek hugs back, his nose nuzzling into Stiles’ neck. When he realizes what he’s doing he pulls away as if he’s been burned. He doesn’t know why he did that.

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WIP: Bonded from Birth pt 3

So, apparently my other fic is rebelling. Adorable fluff instead because apparently, I need some. Rated: d for dangerously cute

Sesshomaru laid out on his bed, studying his math book when Inu Yasha came crashing into his room. 

“Hurry, hurry, Sesh, HUR-RY please!” the little hanyou begged, bouncing up and down on his feet.

“What do you want, Yash?” he drawled, slowly sitting up. 

“Com’on, come onnnnn!” the four year old gasped, running a ways out the door and then back into Sesshomaru’s room. “She’s gonna get wet! HHHHHUUUUUURRRRRRRRYYYYYYY!”

“Yes, fine, this Sesshomaru is coming.” He walked down the stairs, slowly, deliberately provoking his little brother. He smirked again, then thought about what his brother said. 

“Wait, who is she?” he asked, then nearly hit his forehead as the answer came to him. Kagome, obviously. But how did Inu Yasha know? The Higurashi family wasn’t expected today. At least he didn’t think so.

“She’s gonna get wet! Please, Sesh! I’m not allowed to open the door! Please, please, PLEASE!”

“Yes, of course, Yash. I’m coming.” Sesshomaru hurried as he realized he could hear a car pulling into the driveway as well as the steady dripping of the rain. How had he not noticed before?

“Inu Yasha, how did you-“

As soon as he got the door open, a blur of red and silver zipped past him, so he reached for an umbrella and headed out to help Higurashi-san into the house.

He smirked again as he saw Inu Yasha grab 2 year old Kagome, throw his red raincoat over her, and dash back inside. Sesshomaru moved deliberately to Higurashi Megumi and helped her into the house.

“Kago-” she started, but Sesshomaru stopped her.

“My brother has her safely in the house already. You know how he is,” he ended, trailing off, but hoping that Megumi really did understand. His brother had no intention of ever parting from the little girl. If only the adults understood.

They found Kagome and Inu Yasha in the living room, where Inu Yasha was explaining how much fun they could have playing inside today. He was pulling out a special box that Sesshomaru had never seen before and slowly took out some toys.

“These are yours,” he boasted, puffing out his chest. “I made sure to get some just like yours,” he said proudly. His voice suddenly turned solemn, “I will always take care of you, my mate. So, let’s play!” he finished with a big grin. He grabbed two plastic horses and let Kagome choose one. 

Megumi stood staring at them. “They are so cute,” she said, a soft sigh escaping her lips. After a few moments, Izayoi entered the room, clearly surprised.

“Oh, Megumi!” she exclaimed, her arms open wide. “I wasn’t expecting you for two more hours!” The two embraced immediately and giggled.

“I’m so sorry, Izayoi, but Kagome suddenly started asking for Inu Yasha, and you know how she gets.” 

The two women stood watching the children, smiles on their faces. As they walked into the dining room to plan Inu Yasha’s party, Megumi stopped for a moment and looked at the children again. 

“It’s not strange, right?” she asked, hesitantly. “I mean, they play together all the time.”

Sesshomaru laughed and then turned to the two adults. “No, it’s not strange at all.” He paused for a moment, then added thoughtfully, “Isn’t it nice that they get along?” He smirked inwardly, wondering if the humans really understood how deeply this bond ran, at least for Inu Yasha. 

He smirked again as he heard the two children wuffing ‘mate’ at each other. The children seemed oblivious to most others whenever they played with each other. Inu Yasha leaned forward and kissed Kagome lightly on the cheek, and the toddler just looked at him for a moment, before grinning up at him and leaning forward to kiss him on his cheek, her arms clasped lightly around his neck.

“Yeah!” Inu Yasha shouted, “Let’s play, honey!” 

Sesshomaru grabbed his math book from upstairs and made a few vague suggestions for Inu Yasha’s upcoming birthday party before he realized that the two children had gotten very quiet in the other room.

He looked over and smiled. Well, no one was watching, so who would ever know? Inu Yasha was pulling out his special red blanket and putting it on top of a very sleepy Kagome. 

“It’s time, honey, for naps. Here, get comfy and I will read you a princess story,” he said, his face serious and caring. He snuggled up to Kagome and opened a book, putting his arm around the little girl and pulling her into his shoulder. 

“Ok, honey, just relax and I will read to you, ok?” Kagome grinned up at Inu Yasha and nodded, then yawned. She snuggled up to Inu Yasha as he read to her the story of Princess Kaguya.

‘Inu Yasha’s doing a good job reading that story,’ Sesshomaru thought and yawned himself, lulled by his little brother’s voice.

Megumi and Izayoi came into the room, then nearly squealed at the adorable picture of Inu Yasha and Kagome snuggled against a chair, his little arms wrapped around the girl. 

“They really are so sweet, aren’t they?” Izayoi asked, her rich brown eyes beginning to mist suspiciously. Megumi turned to her and gave a short laugh. 

“Was Sesshomaru so sweet to Inu Yasha?” 

“Well, not exactly,” Izayoi began, when Sesshomaru snorted.

“No, this Sesshomaru was definitely not sickly sweet.”

Izayoi laughed lightly and leaned over the back of the couch to ruffle Sesshomaru’s hair fondly. “No, it wasn’t exactly the same, but you did read Yash bed time stories. Momotaro, a highly edited version of Rurouni Kenshin, and Kintaro. Or did you forget?” Izayoi grinned and winked at Sesshomaru, who blushed for a second, then turned away.

The two mothers left again, letting their little children nap in peace. Sesshomaru got up once more and looked through Inu Yasha’s special Kagome box. He was just putting away a few of the toys when his little brother woke up.

“Yash, how did you know that Kagome was coming?” he asked, curious to see what his brother would say. He had a pretty good idea how it actually worked, but wondered if Inu Yasha would be able to explain it. 

“I can hear purring whenever she is close,” the little boy said fondly, his gold eyes sparkling as he looked at the toddler. “Sometimes, if there’s something, umm, wrong, I hear growling, so I know I have to help her. That’s how I knew that she almost fell down the stairs at the shrine,” Inu Yasha finished with a big smile, the pride in his voice evident. “I did good, right? I caught her. Protect,” he said in Inu.

Sesshomaru smirked back at him. “Good. If anyone ever asks you, just say that, ok?”Sesshomaru started to turn and leave, then turned back. “Why have you started calling her ‘honey’? Where did you hear that?”

“Oh! Kaa-san calls tou-san that when they are tucking me in at night. And sometimes tou-san calls kaa-san that in the morning! I like it! Plus, Kagome smells so sweet, just like honey!” Inu Yasha brushed his hand on Kagome’s soft, dark hair.  His golden eyes focused on his brother only a moment later. “Aniki, is it ok? Kaa-san seems surprised, but you and tou-san think it’s ok.”

For just a moment, Sesshomaru stood still, considering if he should explain things to his little brother. “It’s completely fine, Yash,” he said, forcing any sweetness out of his voice. “Not everyone has someone, so you need to remember how lucky you are. Most yokai don’t meet their mate until they are adults.” 

“Ok!” the hanyou answered enthusiastically, then shrugged as Kagome stirred briefly, before settling back down. “I’ll always protect her. I’ll always take care of her.” Briefly, his eyes flickered red, “No one else will take care of her. She’s mine.”

Suddenly, his eyes softened and turned golden again. He kissed Kagome’s forehead, and then laid her down on the ground. 

“Don’t worry, honey!” he whispered. “I’ll clean up. Oh! And we are definitely having red velvet cupcakes for my birthday cuz you love them!”

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WIP fic rec list

So I have a shit ton of important things to do so I was like, so what better time to make a WIP rec list of fics that are currently (hopefully) updating.

I know wips get a bad rap but I personally enjoy feeling like I’m in 1830s paris waiting for the next chapter of illusions perdues to drop. Also these authors are giving us sweet sweet entertainment and they deserve the hype. All stories deserve love no matter their completion status.

In no particular order:

A Brief History of Sex by Letzi

Never let it be said that Castiel Novak is not a passionate man. He doesn’t seem like he is at first glance, he’s willing to admit that. But what he does in life, everything that he does, in fact, in life, has been in the pursuit of passion.

He’s not sure how it landed him night after night sitting inside a cramped closet in a brothel’s bedroom, watching a prostitute get fucked from behind by one of her clients through a peephole, but that’s where he finds himself these days.

He has to make do with what he has.

--

ABO AU based on the TV Show Masters of Sex and the life and work of Virginia Johnson and William Masters, the pioneers of sex therapy.

A Priori by K_K_TiBal, whelvenwings   

Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak are headed to Hogwarts.

Castiel, as a member of the old Novak wizarding family, is fully expected to be sorted into Ravenclaw, like all of his ancestors before him. Dean, as a Muggle-born, has no idea what the Houses even are. With a surprise sorting and classes starting soon afterwards, they're both pitched headfirst into the unknown - and they find themselves in competition with each other almost at once, both of them needing to prove themselves to the people they left at home, and the people with them at Hogwarts.

Over the course of their seven years at Hogwarts, Dean and Cas learn what it means to prove yourself, what it takes to discover who you are, what it feels like to fall in love, and what it is they'll fight for - what matters most of all.

And Death Shall Have No Dominion by ForeverShippingJohnlock    

Castiel Novak is a zombie. Or rather, a "partially deceased syndrome sufferer." Treated and on medication, Castiel is deemed fit to return to living society. Whether society is ready to accept him or not is another matter entirely.

Dean Winchester is an active member of the Human Volunteer Force, a group determined to eliminate the undead. With his father as the leader of the HVF, Dean has spent years learning that PDS sufferers are scum, treated or not, and Dean wants nothing more than to make his dad proud.

Against all odds, the two boys form an unlikely friendship that makes Dean question everything he knows and believes, while Castiel thinks that maybe his second life isn't such a curse after all.

A story of love and loss, life and death, and everything in between.

Beyond Our Waking Eyes by abbythebollix    

Dean Winchester is troubled, Sam Winchester is growing up and Castiel Milton is too fucking hot for his own good.

Cupid's Fiery Shaft by ChasingRabbits               

When Gabriel Milton is forced into working on the school's annual Shakespeare play, he finds himself drawn to one person in particular--a techie named Sam Winchester.

While waiting on numerous universities to dictate the next major step in his life, Sam has been blowing off steam with his friend, lab partner, and (unknowingly) Gabriel's stepbrother, Castiel Novak.

Castiel Novak: a swimmer and one of the school's resident oddballs, who finds himself in a quandary upon meeting Sam's older brother, Dean.

Dean Winchester: gruff-voiced automechanic by day and culinary genius/MegaNerd by night, who might not be as heterosexual as he lets everybody believe.

If it sounds complicated, that's only because it is.

Now That's Comedy by CaptainMercy42     

Comedy. It's what Winchester's did. Winchester's, and about a million other dumb fucks with an iPhone and 140 character witticisms about their first world problems. It was not supposed to bug him when no-talent "wordsmiths" got highlighted in a bit on Ellen or Bob and Tom. But it did.

His dad, well he was great at it. It was dark comedy. It came from a dark place; the loss of a wife and the life of a morally bankrupt single dad, almost innocent in how thoroughly unprepared he was for fatherhood.  Substance abuse in itself provided jokes for days. The material actually outlasted his dear old dad. This surprised no one. What was surprising was Sam's decision to ditch college and do his own act, despite his lingering bitterness.

The first night Dean saw Sam perform was also the first night Dean saw Castiel perform.

Devil and the Deep Blue Sea by linoresearch   

The year is 1722 and across the oceans merchant ships are hounded by pirates. Killing and stealing their way to infamy, the Winchesters plague the trade-routes to the New World, leaving a trail of death and devastation across the Spanish Main. They are villains, and every ship that sails under the colours of the Royal Navy has been tasked with bringing them to justice; sentenced to hang by the neck until dead.

When the lookout of the navy frigate, the Lady Mary, calls ship-ahoy from the crow’s nest, first-mate Lieutenant Castiel Novak has no idea how his life is about to change. In a swash-buckling adventure across the high-seas, Castiel faces sea-monsters, ghost-ships, and much more, in the race to secure a valuable and dangerous prize. Thrown in among the pirates aboard the Black Impala, he also learns that Captain Dean Winchester can be hard to resist.

Number 1 Crush by Duckyboos                

Dean, Benny, Charlie, Garth, and Cas are old college buddies. In their thirties now, they meet up once a year to shed their adult responsibilities for a week. This year it's Garth's turn to choose where they go and he's still as obsessed with horror and weird shit as he was back in college. He ends up picking a supposedly deserted hotel in the friggin' mountains. The place is creepy as hell and as night falls, two things become increasingly apparent. One: the place isn’t as deserted as they first thought, and two: Dean’s college stalker is back from the dead.

Dial 'M' For Monster by Duckyboos    

By day, Dean Winchester bakes cupcakes. He owns his own bakery (Stairway to Leaven) and people come from all over state to try his delicious vegan red velvet. By night, he’s a fighter of supernatural evil.

Castiel Novak owns the small town's only motel (The Resting Place). He has a problem; he thinks rooms 6 & 11 are haunted.  It’s not like he can just look up a local ghost hunter in the phone book though, now is it?

Oh, he can? Sweet.

All The Other Places by Englandwouldfall                

As is usually the way with this crap, nothing is that simple. Part 4 of Beach House       

Shades of Mediocrity by Englandwouldfall               

Dean needs to rearrange his life all over again, regroup, restart and work out what the hell to do next.Castiel needs to learn where to channel his heart break, among other things.   Part 4 of Home            

The Taming of the Dudes by Englandwouldfall  

They've been doing this long enough and successfully enough that Dean kind of feels they shouldn't be arguing over something as serious as the mortgage. Part 5 of As you like it       

Two and a Half Sheets to the Wind by Englandwouldfall        

The whole point of working on a cruise ship was to escape everything, so the last thing he needs is to run into a guy who makes him a little too honest on the first day of a month long stint around Europe.

With Interest by everandanon     

In which sought-after bad boy Castiel Novak agrees to make awkward, nerdy sophomore Dean Winchester fall in love with him for a bet, and quickly finds himself in over his head — but by the time he realizes his mistake, it’s too little, too late . . .

Fast-forward 11 years, and as guilty as Cas still feels, he has bigger problems to deal with. Grieving his twin brother and struggling to provide the care his niece deserves, Cas finally sucks it up and moves back home in an effort to hold things together.

Of course, it's only a matter of time before he runs into Dean - Dean, who's all grown up and even more beautiful than Cas always suspected he'd be. Dean, who says he wants to be friends, and is clearly much better at a game Cas hasn't played since he broke Dean's heart.

Dean, who might not be the forgive-and-forget type, after all . . .

Quarantension by everandanon  

In which Dean and Cas weather quarantine together like any Good Friends would — by developing outstanding skills in self-deception and providing all the casual affection and strictly platonic* orgasms the other could possibly need to make it through.** *Really not platonic **Spoiler: They need a lot.

Fortress by imogenbynight         

Five years ago, a malignant mass removed from John Winchester's temporal lobe left behind a quietly ticking bomb that nobody noticed until it decimated everything. Five years ago, John dragged Dean away from everything he'd ever known, hellbent on rescuing him from an imagined threat that felt more real to him than the blood on his hands. Five years ago, Castiel let Dean's hand slip through his fingers as he rescued Sam from what he'd thought was a more immediate threat.

For five years, Castiel has wondered if there was some way he could have saved Dean, too.

Now, with a phone call that he'd all but given up hoping for, Castiel has a chance to try again.

It's Kind of a Funny Story by deathsteel    

After an aborted suicide attempt lands Castiel Shurley in the hospital, he meets Dean Winchester, a charming damaged young man who is much more than first meets the eye.  Not being able to deal with the stress of growing up may have gotten him here and being hopelessly in love with his best friend's girlfriend probably didn't help, but Castiel soon learns that sometimes it takes  going a little crazy to find the path you were always meant to be on.

Loosely based on the movie/book by Ned Vizzini 'It's Kind of a Funny Story'.

Just A Schoolboy Crush by Zombiecat    

Castiel has a cliche crush on the highschool football all-star, Michael Ashton. Even though he's fully aware he's doomed to longing looks and pining in silence, it wouldn't be so bad if his best friend, Charlie, hadn't told Dean. Dean Winchester never seemed to miss a chance to get under his skin but for some reason he starts acting odd when he hears about Castiel's big secret.

God, Make Small by komodobits               

The last plane into McMurdo before the six-month winter brings a new face, an astronomer on transfer from one of the inland observatories. Truthfully, Dean doesn't know shit about neutrino particles; he's just the guy who gets paid to move the equipment from A to B and tries to keep it from getting broken and/or frozen solid. Castiel Novak's awkward, endearing smile is an additional bonus. However, the relentless blue night is brewing coldly for a storm, and it's starting to look like Dean and Castiel might be the only ones left out on the ice.\

Legacies by vanishingact    

Castiel Milton's uneventful life as a Massachusetts lawyer gets a little strange in the fall of 1887 when he is assigned to handle the late Henry Winchester's estate and his client's distractingly handsome grandson arrives to take up residence in the old manor house. As an unlikely friendship (with a side of pining) develops, the house slowly coughs up its secrets and reveals a whole world of trouble that Dean never knew his grandfather kept hidden.

The Game of God by seperis           

You can't win a war for humanity by sacrificing all of your own. Part 4 of Down to Agincourt        

Sequins and Spirals by euphemology  

Dean Winchester is a world-renowned figure skater who hails from the “good old U.S. of A.” He is well on his way to the 2014 Winter Olympics, but there’s one small problem: so is his arch-rival, Polish skater Castiel Novak. Competition is definitely not going to be easy, but it gets even harder when the two men get assigned to the same room in the Olympic Village.

Show Me How To Love by universalromance    

A new family of kids at Lawrence High School brings a new perspective to Dean's life, especially when he becomes inexplicably drawn to the youngest of the siblings, a severely autistic boy who has never spoken or touched anybody in his entire life. Rating will possibly go up later. Possibly upsetting psychological subject matter.

The Process by Soupernabturel           

“Dean, hands to yourself please.”

The man in question straightens up in his chair, turns his flirty smile from the man two seats from him and onto officer Novak. “Sorry, Cas.”

“Cas?” Hannah asks.

“We get some regulars. They come to know a few of the officers, the patrol officers, especially.” Novak explains, the look on his face, almost slightly bored, slips a little. “As you know, I’m usually the one monitoring the Strip.”

 Police!Officer Cas is being filmed at work (A-la: Jail Las Vegas) for a reality TV show. Meanwhile Dean is a sex worker, not only familiar with the Strip’s booking process, but with a certain blue-eyed officer.

Start With a Name by cumberbellins, frickenapplepie (cumberbellins)    

Waking up in a stranger's living room with a blue eyed man staring down at you isn't the most pleasant experience ever. Dean Winchester can tell you that. Another thing Dean Winchester can tell you is that whenever you have to break into your brother's apartment, you should make sure that you got the right window.

starving in your gravity by alullabytoleaveby   

Dean has enough on his plate. Really.

There's his job as a paramedic for the local hospital and, while he loves it, loves getting to help people, the hours are long and the pay leaves much to be desired. There's his definitely-not-a-relationship with Castiel, the hot ER doctor, where's he's completely out of his depth emotionally. And then there's his brother, who's just dropped out of law school and has no idea what he's going to do now.

So what he definitely does not need is his alcoholic deadbeat dad stumbling back into his life.

Make Damn Sure by SurlyCat      

Dean Winchester is not thrilled about taking an office job at one the most powerful media corporations in the country. His work has always been hands on, but when Charlie tells him about the job opening and its comfortable salary, the temptation is just too great to turn down. And really, it wouldn't be too bad if it weren't for the blue-eyed man that also works there.

Castiel Novak and Dean Winchester have crossed paths far too often over the last 12 years, with an unsavory outcome nearly every time. This time though, walking away is just not an option as they're forced to collaborate on a project and learn to navigate each other like civilized human beings. For Dean and Cas though, nothing ever goes quite according to plan.

...In Bed by SurlyCat                

Dean Winchester and Castiel Milton met on a rainy summer day over a broken down car. Even though Castiel is nosy and seems to have no filter, Dean still finds himself drawn to the man. Over time they become friends, and over time, Dean falls for Cas, certain that Cas is uninterested. What Dean doesn't know is that his friend hasn't always been quite so tame, and Cas is careful to keep it that way. Who would've thought that a fortune cookie and a childish game would be responsible for bringing out the truth?

Tag, You're It! by Kitmistry   

Five months after the case that almost claimed their lives, what started as blowing off some steam during a high-pressure situation and continued as a mutually-beneficial arrangement is getting out of Special Agent Castiel Novak’s control. Falling in love with his partner is doomed to end in disaster, especially when said partner is Special Agent Dean Winchester—cocky, infuriating, and the biggest playboy Castiel has ever met.

Still on medical leave, Dean is bored out of his mind, and worst of all - once Castiel gets sucked into the investigation of a new case - without enough distractions from his inner demons. When he stumbles upon a small, seemingly risk-free case, Dean jumps at the chance to get involved, but the lies he has to tell could be catastrophic for the already shaky foundations of his relationship with Castiel.

With a new threat trying to take over the underworld of DC, Castiel and Dean have to find a way to work past their problems or risk losing each other forever.

Part 2 of The H Files       

The Supernatural Edification of Dean Winchester by OverlordoftheBees   

Based on TV Series “Afterlife”. Professor Castiel Novak (MA Berkeley, PhD Harvard) is an academic who has staked his credibility upon his ability to decompress and deconstruct the mythology surrounding mediums, clairvoyants and all things "new age spiritualist". That is, until a routine trip with a graduate class brings him into contact with medium Dean Winchester: uniquely gifted, supremely abrasive and desperate for a way out. When Dean touches on the tragedy marring Castiel’s past, his neatly constructed worldview is decimated. There is only a veil between life and death, as both well know. And as Castiel finds himself increasingly drawn to Dean, the fragility of that barrier is strained to its limit.

These Are the Nights by vintagenoise         

After a sudden tragedy, Castiel Milton and Dean Winchester reflect back on their youth in the beachside town of Sileas, Oregon, and all the lessons they learned on the path that led them to each other.In the Winter of 2008, Castiel visits his boyfriend, Dean, for Christmas. Despite all the big issues he and Dean have dealt with in the past, they've never had the chance to sort through the little things. Castiel is sure that their plans, from embarking on a road trip together, to spending time with the Winchesters, can only be good for their relationship. There's just one little problem that needs to finally be confronted: sex, and Castiel's difficulty with it.In the Summer of 2009, Dean and Sam visit their estranged father and his new family, who reluctantly allow Castiel to visit through Independence Day. All Dean wants is for his family and his boyfriend to get along, but between John's struggle to accept his son's sexuality, and his wife Kate's strange attitude towards Castiel, he's not sure he'll be able to make it work. Part 7 of Young Volcanoes