#smut is so much easier for me damn the asexual curse

[perceivedregret]

sneak peek at pt 21 (part 20 isn't even published yet shh) of my vampire!steve and human!eddie au. part one and links to my ao3 in my pinned

“Can you tell me what you saw, what Heather made you do, exactly? And Chrissy, too. Since vampires can’t be compelled, why was Chrissy in on it?” Steve asks quietly, trying to keep his voice leveled. From what he gathered, Heather compelled Eddie at some point and also somehow convinced Chrissy to separate him from the others, and he wants, no, needs, to know why.

Eddie inhales a measured, slow breath. “Honestly, I don’t know why Chris would do this, there’s no way she’d do it if she had any other choice. Maybe they threatened her, I don’t know. But with me….” He hesitates.

“Dude, come on, you can just say it. I mean, I get it, Heather’s a real grade A asshole, so nothing would surprise me. Honestly, what did she make you do?” Steve asks quietly.

Eddie clears his throat. “She wanted me to get to you, to get under your skin. To befriend you. It didn’t matter how, she just wanted me to get close. She wanted me to act on my first thought, to be ‘spontaneous, baby, make it fun.’” Eddie shudders at the memory, the violation. “It explains everything, now that I know.”

“Everything?” Steve’s tone says what he doesn’t, and Eddie picks up on it.

“Okay. First of all, sweetheart, you kissed me.”

Sweetheart?

“I know I was bleeding from my lip and whatever–”

Steve blows a raspberry. “I’m a vampire –” but Eddie waves him off.

“Whatever, that’s not important right now, so just let me finish. Alright, I’m the one who just got mind fucked by a goddamn vampire, okay.”

“When did it happen?”

Eddie sighs, annoyed. “Some time after the first time we ‘hung out,’ the first night Chrissy invited me over. Will you let me finish?”

Steve doesn’t answer, just gestures with his hand and a roll of his eyes.

“As I was saying, your uppity highness– she said she wanted me to get close to you, so, I tried. I tried, but every time I made even an attempt to talk to you, you’d brushed me off, kept pushing me away. And, dude? I hated you because of it. You were driving me insane. I couldn't get you and getting close to you out of my head, and I needed to know what your issue was. Because, normally, I wouldn’t care. You're hot, sweetheart, I liked you when we first met, but I’m not someone who gives a shit if you don’t want anything to do with me. Don't want me, no problem, that's easy song writing material, ya know what I mean? Except, suddenly, I did, and it was making my skin crawl and it was driving me up the goddamn wall, so yeah, this? This explains it.

“Because I’m not exactly what you'd call spontaneous, I’m not… I’m not the guy who follows another dude into the bathrooms to bitch at him about why he doesn’t like me. I'm a runner for the most part, I run from the serious scary shit, I’m not the guy who invites a vampire into my home, to my room, to make the first move. I make underhanded comments, I’m sorta apathetic when it comes to my feelings, I’m obvious without being too obvious. But she made me into that guy and I– god, I fucking hate her for making me into that, into a version of myself that isn’t me . And the worst part is the fact it’s still there. She made me remember what she did to me, but there’s still a part of me that is still under her spell, still sired to go against myself, against the part of me that’s so used to really running and avoiding.

“And for the record, no, I can see it in your face but no, I don’t regret it but, dammit, I should have been given more of a choice to be me when…" Eddie stutters, eyes down towards the gas pump. He takes a deep breath and Steve holds on to it like a wire.

"When what?" Steve murmurs.

"When we kissed. It should have been me. I deserved to have been the version of me that is me, because the thing is, you kissed me first and, sure, blood was involved and maybe it didn’t really mean anything, but then I kissed you again… I kissed you and you kissed me back.”

Eddie turns to look at Steve and gasps, because like before, Steve has got himself hooked on Eddie Munson and has unconsciously reeled himself into his space again. They’re so close that it’s impossible to miss the specks of freckles that litter Eddie’s face, vampire site be damned. Eddie swallows tightly, eyes darting down, and Steve mirrors the motions.

Steve’s about to open his mouth, to reassure him, to tell him he understands, to say he’d like to try again with the version of Eddie that Eddie wants to present, to get to know him, to make it real because he’s tethered just as much and it isn’t just his blood (or maybe it is)– but then the gas handle clinks and both men jump and separate, and the moment is over.

[wanderingcas]

Week 13: Destiel Case Fics!

[Thank you, everyone, for your wonderful submissions to Week 13, the final week of Spn Fanfic Submission Thursday! There’s some absolutely quality fics in this list, so check them out. If you read a fic, make sure to leave a comment and make an author’s day!

Note: this is technically the last week of Fanfic Submission Thursday. If you enjoyed these weekly fics, make some noise in my inbox and let me know! I’ll keep it going if people want it to continue. ^-^]

Humanity’s Angels by @amirosebooks

To get their minds off of Kelly Kline, Lucifer, and the BMOL, Dean and Sam take a case in Northern Arizona where a rogue angel was seen flashing his wings at a film festival and ranting about blasphemy. They quickly realize that there might be more to this case than they’d initially thought. The angel fits all the characteristics of being a ghost—EMF readings, see-through body, air chilling ability, and all. A local man is found with his eyes burned out like he was the victim of a smiting keeps them in town after salting and burning the angel’s buried vessel in hopes of dispelling his ghost.

Between all of this, Dean is finding it hard to keep his feelings for Cas under wraps. Especially when everywhere he looks and everyone he talks to reminds him of how much energy he’s spent hiding his sexuality from his family over the years. Will watching the ghost angel’s grieving best friend mourn the loss of the angel he’d loved spur Dean into confessing his own feelings before it’s too late? Will an angel from Cas’s past be able to succeed where Ishim failed? Who the hell has Sam been texting? Will someone please tell Mary what the hell is going on with her sons? Will any of Team Free Will learn to use their damn words?

Explicit. 92.8k words. (Complete)

[Bisexual Dean Winchester, Asexual Castiel, Mutual Pining, Canon Typical Violence, John Winchester’s A+ Parenting, Homophobia/Biphobia, Jealous Dean]

The Orange Blossom Bride by @expatgirl

It’s a simple salt and burn, even if it is in Florida. How hard could it possibly be?

Or:

Even the dead know.

Teen and Up. 15.5k words. (Complete)

[Case fic, pining, Sam Knows, Florida, ghosts, post-S10]

You Can’t Get Rid Of The Babadook (And Years Of Unresolved Sexual Tension) by @deaneatscake 

When the queer community accepts the Babadook as their new found icon, they accidentally create a Tulpa that starts killing homophobic people. Of course, Team Free Will rises to the occasion.

Explicit. 11.9k words. (Complete)

[AU - Canon, UST, Unsafe Sex, No Deaths, No Angst, Bisexual Dean Winchester]

Same Deep Water by @braezenkitty

Team Free Will hits the road to California to investigate the Brookdale Lodge, a haunted hotel nestled in the fog and giant redwoods of the Santa Cruz mountains. It’s been plagued by numerous suspicious deaths over its long history, the most well-known being the drowning of a six year old girl in the creek that runs through the middle of the Lodge’s famous restaurant, the Brookroom. Locals say the place is cursed, and connoisseurs of the paranormal regularly prowl the premises hoping to catch a glimpse of one of its many spirit residents. When a regular at the Lodge’s bar, the Mermaid Room, turns up drowned in the Lodge’s empty pool, Sam, Dean, and Cas decide to check it out. After a long break spent recovering from their battle with the Darkness, it seems like just the kind of open and shut case they need to ease back into hunting… but the Brookdale Lodge lives up to its dark reputation when something seeks to draw them into the water and drag them all under the surface.

Explicit. 30.5k words. (Complete)

[Protective Dean Winchester, Human Castiel, Interrupting Sam, Team Free Will, Hunter Castiel, Haunted Houses, Haunting, Drowning, Mutual Pining, Light Angst, Sharing a Bed, Jealous Dean, Angry Kissing, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Happy Ending, Not Really Character Death, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence]

Until I Know This Sure Uncertainty, I’ll Entertain The Offered Fallacy by @mittensmorgul

Nothing had gone right all day. Dean had let the witch slip through his fingers, and he’d had to leave Sam and Cas behind to finish her off while he slogged off to her secret lair to get rid of the source of her powers. It was literal garbage duty, but it still had to be done. It didn’t make it any easier to know that Sam and Cas were in her line of fire while Dean was relatively safe (if appalled by the state of her housekeeping). So of course if something else could go wrong for Dean, it would.

Why was it always witches?

Teen and Up. 12.7k words. (Complete) [Humor, Fluff, Body Swap, Witch Curses, Case Fic, Comedy of Errors, Interrupting Sam, Human Castiel, Free Will, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, references to Dean and Crowley’s howling at the moon]

We're Butter Off Together by @whichstiel

Set immediately after the Season Five episode “The End” this canon-divergent story begins with Dean and Sam heading to the Wisconsin State Fair to check out a butter sculpture of an angel that sounds awfully similar to Castiel. Sure enough, when they arrive the incomplete sculpture looks a lot like Cas - enough so that the Winchesters call in the angel himself to help investigate it. Castiel, upon arrival, is mistaken as Dean’s partner - as in “life partner” - and they’re forced to share a room at a local B&B during the investigation. When Cas falls prey to the dark powers at work, Dean must confront his feelings in order to save Castiel.

Explicit. 27k words. (Complete)

Never Again I’ll Go Sailing by @mansikkaomenabanaani

A beach house on an idyllic stretch of sand, a simple salt and burn, a case that, taken at face value, is perfect. But when hearts are breaking and words are wounding, is this case the backdrop to a last chance at reconciliation, or a final distraction before an inevitable parting?

Because simple cases never turn out that simple, and uncovering one mystery just seems to create even more of them. And when leaving is the only certainty in their future, how can they help someone who is stuck in the past?

Explicit. 85k words. (Complete)

[Case Fic, Ghosts, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Established Relationship, Misunderstandings, Emotional Hurt, Fluff, Smut, Idiots in Love, Sam Ships It, Communication Failure, Crying Dean, Crying Castiel, Cold Castiel, Angry Dean, Emotional Dean, Nearly Human Castiel, Switching]

Dead Things and Washing Machines by @feartheophanim

Sam is sick and, despite Dean’s strict no-research-rule, finds a case. It’s like these cases sneak up on them when they least expect it. Dean says the hunt can wait; but, Sam doesn’t think that’s the wisest decision so he calls Cas to work the hunt with Dean.

Dean and Cas drive out only to find that the motels are all full; so, they end up in a one-bedroom/one-bath condo, sharing a bed and reveling in the stylish, fully-furnished, khaki-pants lifestyle.

Hunts don’t pause or slow down; they’re fast-paced and brutal. Dean and Cas’ relationship takes equal turns at both.

Mature. 26k words. (Complete)

[Canon Compliant, Recreational Drug Use, Branding, Non-sexual slavery, Homelessness, NSFB]

Deprived Of Every Planet by @cuddlemonsterdean

Dean’s breathing is audible in the scant space between them, irregular. The motel room is dark, pale blue shadows falling in through the gaps in the blinds. Throwing a pattern of uneven white stripes over the bunched up covers. Over Dean’s fingers twisted in the sheets. One half of him in shadow, softened by the dark. The heat of his skin. The tremble of him under Castiel’s touch.

He caresses a hand over Dean’s chest, slowly. Dean’s mouth falls open, his body arching into Castiel’s touch. Castiel stops over Dean’s heart. Through the fever of his desire, he rejoices about the wonder of experiencing another’s heartbeat through one’s own senses.

Dean gasps, but then he turns his face away and towards the dark. Eyes closed tight and brows furrowed like something is hurting him.

Castiel stills.

“Dean?”

Mature. 9k words. (Complete)

[Established relationship, touchstarved!Dean, background case]

Warnings: canon-level violence, minor character deaths

The Unspoken Has Been Spoken by @deservetobesaved

Team Free Will learns why an unexpected chaos breaks out during a piano recital. Dean and Cas get to the bottom of other things as well.

Teen and Up. 3k words. (Complete)

[spells and enchantments, crack, fluff, hurt/comfort, mutual pining, takes place after 12x12]

untitled by @woefulcas

dean comes to a realization while patching up a newly human cas.

Teen and Up. 500 words. (Complete) [hurt/comfort, hunter husbands, human!cas, fluff, dean has The Moment]

Deep Thoughts by @cupcakesnsarcasm

When the Winchesters find her, strung up and tortured by a demon, they realize she’s something more than an average human. Sam’s curious, Dean’s apprehensive, and Elise knows everything - because she can hear their thoughts.

Mature. 52k words. (Complete)

[Dean Winchester/OFC, Mind Reading, Demons, Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, graphic depictions of violence]

Someone’s Who Feeling for Me by @ellis-park

Dean sees her for the first time in nearly six years in some no-name town in Idaho, and it’s panic at first sight. Lisa Braeden, the one woman Dean ever actually had a shot at a real life with, back from where he buried her in his mind. And her hand is on Cas’s arm like it’s no big deal, like it belongs there. Dean feels the jealousy rising, and it’s not directed where he expected it to be.

Mature. 46k words. (Complete)

[Case fic, mutual pining, mentions of past Dean/Lisa]