the horses running

Basically just posting these as I finish suitably-sized batches of them, now. :) Post 1 was almost entirely J2; this is a bit more of a melange.

For de_nugis: ( Sam/Dean curtain!fic with 'weather conditions' (650 words, PG-13) )

For cherie_morte: ( Sam/Dean, Dean eats Sam's pie so Sam gets him back by covering him in cream during the night. You ask, you get. ;) (~650 words, PG-13/Rish) )

For vicious_sock, ( who asked for 'Misha/Sebastian, something with flippant bottom!Misha' and got 'Sebastian Roche is Mr Skeeve and Misha's okay with that.' (~600 words, hard R) )

For candesgirl: ( vaguely Christmassy but largely random Dean/Cas make-out session (900 words, PG-13) )

For elfladyarwen, ( who asked for Dean/Cas and a string of Christmas lights and got a clumsy Christmas blowjob (~1000 words, R/NC-17) )

So apparently gypsy_sunday showed this to bertee and she showed it to lazy_daze and she showed it to me. It's a fannish circle of corruption.

Jeff/Jensen, 800 words of suggestiveness that I probably shouldn't post because I am drunk but whatever ~

( Jeff's too old for clubs like this )

Title: The Moon Is New
Pairings: Jared/Jensen, Misha Collins/Matt Cohen, references to past Jensen/Misha.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 56,000
Artist: The lovely inanna_maat. Thank you so much for your hard work on this, hon; you were a joy to work with. ♥
Summary: Jensen Ackles is a lone wolf. Ten years out of Texas, he's made a name for himself - in certain circles - rum-running in Prohibition-era New York, leaving the city for long stretches when his boss requires it. Jensen doesn't see the appeal in serious relationships, not even now that Misha's broken off their no-strings affair to play house with Matt, his handsome new club pianist. Jensen's pretty sure he doesn't need anybody -- at least until the moment he comes back after a long trip to find a new face in Misha's bar, some stray newsboy Misha took in off the streets. Jensen has no intention of letting this Jared kid change him -- but he's unprepared for finding in Jared a person who makes him want to change himself.
Warnings: Underage sex (Jared is 17). Schmoop.

Acknowledgements: This fic is for _mournthewicked. In the first place, it's a belated birthday present: happy birthday, Carly. :) ♥ In the second place, it's something that would never have existed without Carly's input. I started this fic at her urgings, and it was her enthusiastic encouragement and loving abuse that made me keep at it to the end. So thank you, Carly, for helping me create these incarnations of the boys and the world they live in; thank you for the chats and tweets and emails that kept me on track; thank you, in short, for being a truly phenomenal alpha-reader in all the ways. I hope that this fic captures at least a little of what we were going for, and I hope you know how much it and I owe to you. You are wonderful and here is my 56,000 word billet-doux. ♥ ♥ ♥

Thanks also to nanoochka for running a characteristically thorough beta at short notice -- all remaining semicolons are entirely my own fault. ;) And thank you, dizzzylu, for proofing this for me, too; your suggestions helped (and reassured!) me immensely.




. part one . part two . part three .

. part four . part five . part six . PDF . art .

NB: This story is in the same 'verse as The Theory of Relativity, 4k of Matt/Misha I wrote back in April. Technically this is a sequel to that, but really Relativity was always intended as a prequel to The Moon Is New, which was already in the works at the time. You absolutely do not need to have read Relativity to read this, but I felt I should make the connection explicit. :) Likewise, Smoke Gets In Your Eyes is a very early J2 sketch in this 'verse, which I suppose is now technically a timestamp. :)

Title: Our bodies, possessed by light
Pairing(s): Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~42,000
Summary: Purged of all his souls, Castiel is a changed being, stronger than an angel and too powerful for Jimmy's body to contain. Happily, there's an archangel's vessel on hand, and he could use fixing, too. Dean isn't too happy about the idea of his brother acting as a vessel for Castiel, and Sam can guess why, but it isn't until Castiel gets inside his head and they learn to share the vessel -- and their thoughts -- that Sam realises Cas is as in love with Dean as Dean is with him. It's unfortunate that there's nothing much to be done about it now, but Castiel will get another vessel soon. The Winchesters will make damn sure of that. In the meantime, it's up to the three of them to establish their own strange accord, and Dean realises more fully than ever that it's Castiel, and not his vessel, that he loves.

Warnings/Promises: This fic does contain character death (non-pairing). It does not contain Sam/Dean, Sam/Castiel, or Sam/Dean/Castiel. There is no oral-genital or genital-genital contact between Dean and Sam's body; there is no making out. However, please note that there is one scene depicting a mild sexual situation between Dean and Cas-in-Sam's body: [more explicit spoiler] there is cuddling and over-the-clothes, above-the-waist touching after a lot of UST. The result of this is dry humping at the climax of which Cas comes. There is a brief chaste kiss. Sam has consented to be Castiel's vessel and to kissing, as long as he doesn't have to hear about it, but not explicitly to anything further, which may trigger those with vessel consent issues. While my beta qthelights didn't find her incest squick to have been hit too badly by this fic, I know that others have been triggered and I'm sorry about that and for my failure to warn correctly in the first instance. In case the specifics of the NC-17 sex scene are a dealbreaker for anyone [spoiler]: it's Dean/Misha-shaped Castiel.
Acknowledgements: Thank you to my wonderful artist, smallworld_inc, for the huge amount of beautiful art she produced for this fic. ♥ Thank you also to my document-creepers, qthelights, cautionzombies, annundriel, hils and oddlyfamiliar for making me feel pressured enough to keep going (♥) and to oddlyfamiliar in particular for the beta.
Special Thanks: To cautionzombies. ♥ This fic is for you, babe. Without Jen's constant texts, emails, GDoc comments and gchat pingings of encouragement, abuse and squee, I would never have managed to finish this. I went into this knowing that I wanted to start at point a, convey theme b and arrive eventually at point d, but without Jen, there would have been no bridge c. Or porny outtakes. I ♥ you, babe. Thank you also to qthelights for making noises of horror when I said there wasn't going to be any sex in this at all. :P




. part one . part two . part three . part four.
. outtakes (read warnings!). PDF . AO3 . art post .

eta: I have altered my warnings above, but to reiterate here: I am truly sorry if my failure to warn correctly in the first instance led anyone to be triggered by this fic. It was not my intention to distress anyone, and I fully appreciate that I have done so.

Title: Take Away The Night Time
Pairing: Dean/Alexander Skarsgard. Er. Yep.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sometimes, Dean just needs to get out, forget everything. Vague spoilers for 701.
Notes: Only for annundriel would my brain take such a swift dip into crazy. ;) ♥ I DON'T EVEN KNOW, DON'T ASK. LEGS. Dependent on your ship goggles, you may pick up background Dean/Cas or Sam/Dean. /ambiguous

( Dean had a thing about secrets )