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Kinky Sam Winchester Week

Welcome to Kinky Sam Week!

What is it?

A whole week to celebrate Sam Winchester and his kinks!

When is it?

April 28-May 4, 2024

What are the prompts?

Sunday, April 28 - Office Sex

Monday, April 29 - 69

Tuesday, April 30 - Come Play

Wednesday, May 1 - Shibari

Thursday, May 2 - Face Riding/Fucking

Friday, May 3 - Nipple Play

Saturday, May 4 - Dealer's Choice

How do I participate?

No sign ups are required! Just post any and all Kinky Sam Winchester content and be sure to include #kinkysamweek2024 and tag us @spnkinkevents in your post. We will reblog everything we see, but if we haven’t reblogged your work within 24 hours please send us an ask. There will also be a thread to drop your links on our Discord for this event.

Reminder: Please review our General Rules, which apply to all events we host. If you have any questions, feel free to send in an Ask!

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Jimmy Novak/Dean Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Jimmy Novak (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, A/B/O, Omega Dean Winchester, Alpha Castiel (Supernatural), Alpha Jimmy Novak (Supernatural), Alpha/Alpha/Omega, Chases, Mating Bites, Scenting, Secretary Dean Winchester, Workplace Boss Castiel (Supernatural), Workplace Boss Jimmy Novak, References to Knotting, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Castiel and Jimmy Novak are Twins (Supernatural) Summary:

Omega Dean is a hard-working assistant for his twin Alpha bosses, Castiel and Jimmy Novak. At their request he stays late one night even though his heat is almost upon him. Knowing exactly where this will lead…

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SPN Rewatch: FanFic Edition

Our goal is to rewatch the show with fanfic writing in mind. We want to look for all the places in canon where we could add a scene, show a scene from a certain character’s point of view, or change something to make things turn out differently. (We may also critique what the show writers did; that seems inevitable.)

Episodes we're discussing: 2.05 Simon Said and 2.06 No Exit

What time will it be for you:

UTC - Saturday 21:00

Los Angeles - Saturday 2pm

New York - Saturday 5pm

London - Saturday 10pm

New Delhi - Sunday 2:30am

Melbourne - Sunday 7am

Who’s invited? All Pond members, including Turtles! You don’t have to be a writer to have an opinion on the episodes that could inspire a writer! Everyone has valuable opinions about the show and could spark conversation and inspiration.

Where will we meet? In the discord server. There is a special channel for us to chat in so we don’t disturb other chats happening at the same time.

How does it work? On our own, whenever we have time, we all watch two episodes of SPN. At the appointed time, we all get together and chat about them. Although we have several questions to consider and creative ideas for you to do if you want, there is no pressure to actually have answers to these questions or have created anything prior to the chat. Didn’t get to watch them? No biggie! We’ve all watched these episodes enough that we can probably talk about them without rewatching them!

More info under the cut!

What questions should we consider while we watch? We have a few questions you can keep in mind while you’re watching the episodes:

Are there any “fanfiction gaps” in this episode? Any places between scenes where a juicy story could happen? (For example, one scene ends at night, but the next scene begins during the day, and what did they do with all of that time?)

How would the episode be different if you changed one thing? What is changed is up to you. It could be as complex as a character making a different choice, or as simple or silly as someone wearing a funny hat throughout part or all of the episode.

What about this episode would you like to see happen differently? How would making that change affect future episodes?

List any parts of each episode that you think could be jumping-off points for a fic. Like, in the pilot, how did Sam meet their friend who was in the bar with them?

How would the episode be different if there were another character involved like a reader insert character?

Do any of the themes we've already discussed in The Archive (See the bottom of the doc under the heading "Thematic docs") show up in this episode? Does this episode bring up any new themes we should be watching out for in the future?

What else can we do before the chat? You can add any notes you have about the episodes we'll be discussing to The Archives! In addition, besides just discussing the fanfiction possibilities in every episode, we also want to encourage you to create things centered around the episodes we’re discussing and share them with the rest of us. Things like:

Write some meta about some part of the episode. What does this episode show us about one or more of the characters?

Write a fic based on the episode. Share a link to your fic in the discussion and we can talk about it!

Make a playlist that you feel reflects the mood of the episode.

Make some art or a photo collage or edits to go along with the episode.

We look forward to seeing everything you create! Be sure to tag us so we can reblog your work!

Have questions about this or anything else? Send us an ASK or send a private message to one of the admins below!

Admins:

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As a society we didn't appreciate this look enough

Like look at how open his shirt is on this one, my man heard dean telling him to unbotton his shirt and he took it to heart

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SPN Rewatch: FanFic Edition

Our goal is to rewatch the show with fanfic writing in mind. We want to look for all the places in canon where we could add a scene, show a scene from a certain character’s point of view, or change something to make things turn out differently. (We may also critique what the show writers did; that seems inevitable.)

Episodes we're discussing: 2.05 Simon Said and 2.06 No Exit

What time will it be for you:

UTC - Saturday 21:00

Los Angeles - Saturday 2pm

New York - Saturday 5pm

London - Saturday 10pm

New Delhi - Sunday 2:30am

Melbourne - Sunday 7am

Who’s invited? All Pond members, including Turtles! You don’t have to be a writer to have an opinion on the episodes that could inspire a writer! Everyone has valuable opinions about the show and could spark conversation and inspiration.

Where will we meet? In the discord server. There is a special channel for us to chat in so we don’t disturb other chats happening at the same time.

How does it work? On our own, whenever we have time, we all watch two episodes of SPN. At the appointed time, we all get together and chat about them. Although we have several questions to consider and creative ideas for you to do if you want, there is no pressure to actually have answers to these questions or have created anything prior to the chat. Didn’t get to watch them? No biggie! We’ve all watched these episodes enough that we can probably talk about them without rewatching them!

More info under the cut!

What questions should we consider while we watch? We have a few questions you can keep in mind while you’re watching the episodes:

Are there any “fanfiction gaps” in this episode? Any places between scenes where a juicy story could happen? (For example, one scene ends at night, but the next scene begins during the day, and what did they do with all of that time?)

How would the episode be different if you changed one thing? What is changed is up to you. It could be as complex as a character making a different choice, or as simple or silly as someone wearing a funny hat throughout part or all of the episode.

What about this episode would you like to see happen differently? How would making that change affect future episodes?

List any parts of each episode that you think could be jumping-off points for a fic. Like, in the pilot, how did Sam meet their friend who was in the bar with them?

How would the episode be different if there were another character involved like a reader insert character?

Do any of the themes we've already discussed in The Archive (See the bottom of the doc under the heading "Thematic docs") show up in this episode? Does this episode bring up any new themes we should be watching out for in the future?

What else can we do before the chat? You can add any notes you have about the episodes we'll be discussing to The Archives! In addition, besides just discussing the fanfiction possibilities in every episode, we also want to encourage you to create things centered around the episodes we’re discussing and share them with the rest of us. Things like:

Write some meta about some part of the episode. What does this episode show us about one or more of the characters?

Write a fic based on the episode. Share a link to your fic in the discussion and we can talk about it!

Make a playlist that you feel reflects the mood of the episode.

Make some art or a photo collage or edits to go along with the episode.

We look forward to seeing everything you create! Be sure to tag us so we can reblog your work!

Have questions about this or anything else? Send us an ASK or send a private message to one of the admins below!

Admins:

Michelle - @mrswhozeewhatsis

Marie - @mariekoukie6661

MJ - @thoughtslikeaminefield

Mana - @manawhaat (Founder and Admin Emeritus)

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Admin Michelle here with another SPNFanFicPond Fic Highlight!! Belated Happy Birthday to SPNisthewayoflife!!

Dean and Cas in this epic series are the fluffiest damn murder husbands EVER! Like, they're fantastic dads, who gross out their kids by being smoochy all the time, and yet they are the fiercest heads of a Russian mob that takes no prisoners. This world is well-built, including all our favorites from SPN, and Dean and Cas are just HAWT together, too!!! Everything is great until an old enemy resurfaces to try and take it all away from them. Naturally, they won't stand for that.

I have a sweet spot for Cas being Russian and speaking Russian, even though I don't understand a word of it, and this fic hit that button for me, thoroughly! Ugh. He's so hot when he's mad in Russian! *SWOON*

In short, if you want to see the fluffy kitties get hot and heavy while covered in the blood of their enemies, this is the fic for you!!!

Tem Semya by Mydestielbabies_67

Part one of The Winchester-Novak Chronicals!

On the outside, Cas and Dean are the picture perfect couple; nice house in the suburbs, white picket fence, 3 kids and a dog. They love hosting Sunday family dinners, teasing Sammy about the length of his hair, living life to the fullest

But they are also the Heads of Chicago's biggest criminal family, Tem Semya, who runs the city with a heavy hand and a no fucks given approach. Until an old enemy tries to take it all away, they'll have to call on old acquaintances to keep their city, and their family, safe.

Link to fic

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

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ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT Top Banana - 1x02

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SPN Rewatch: FanFic Edition

Our goal is to rewatch the show with fanfic writing in mind. We want to look for all the places in canon where we could add a scene, show a scene from a certain character’s point of view, or change something to make things turn out differently. (We may also critique what the show writers did; that seems inevitable.)

Episodes we're discussing: 2.05 Simon Said and 2.06 No Exit

What time will it be for you:

UTC - Saturday 21:00

Los Angeles - Saturday 2pm

New York - Saturday 5pm

London - Saturday 10pm

New Delhi - Sunday 2:30am

Melbourne - Sunday 7am

Who’s invited? All Pond members, including Turtles! You don’t have to be a writer to have an opinion on the episodes that could inspire a writer! Everyone has valuable opinions about the show and could spark conversation and inspiration.

Where will we meet? In the discord server. There is a special channel for us to chat in so we don’t disturb other chats happening at the same time.

How does it work? On our own, whenever we have time, we all watch two episodes of SPN. At the appointed time, we all get together and chat about them. Although we have several questions to consider and creative ideas for you to do if you want, there is no pressure to actually have answers to these questions or have created anything prior to the chat. Didn’t get to watch them? No biggie! We’ve all watched these episodes enough that we can probably talk about them without rewatching them!

More info under the cut!

What questions should we consider while we watch? We have a few questions you can keep in mind while you’re watching the episodes:

Are there any “fanfiction gaps” in this episode? Any places between scenes where a juicy story could happen? (For example, one scene ends at night, but the next scene begins during the day, and what did they do with all of that time?)

How would the episode be different if you changed one thing? What is changed is up to you. It could be as complex as a character making a different choice, or as simple or silly as someone wearing a funny hat throughout part or all of the episode.

What about this episode would you like to see happen differently? How would making that change affect future episodes?

List any parts of each episode that you think could be jumping-off points for a fic. Like, in the pilot, how did Sam meet their friend who was in the bar with them?

How would the episode be different if there were another character involved like a reader insert character?

Do any of the themes we've already discussed in The Archive (See the bottom of the doc under the heading "Thematic docs") show up in this episode? Does this episode bring up any new themes we should be watching out for in the future?

What else can we do before the chat? You can add any notes you have about the episodes we'll be discussing to The Archives! In addition, besides just discussing the fanfiction possibilities in every episode, we also want to encourage you to create things centered around the episodes we’re discussing and share them with the rest of us. Things like:

Write some meta about some part of the episode. What does this episode show us about one or more of the characters?

Write a fic based on the episode. Share a link to your fic in the discussion and we can talk about it!

Make a playlist that you feel reflects the mood of the episode.

Make some art or a photo collage or edits to go along with the episode.

We look forward to seeing everything you create! Be sure to tag us so we can reblog your work!

Have questions about this or anything else? Send us an ASK or send a private message to one of the admins below!

Admins:

Michelle - @mrswhozeewhatsis

Marie - @mariekoukie6661

MJ - @thoughtslikeaminefield

Mana - @manawhaat (Founder and Admin Emeritus)

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I'll Be Waiting

Summary: You and Dean met many years ago - he thought he wasn't good enough for you and eventually you couldn't take it and left the bunker. Chuck is gone now and Dean finds himself driving around listening to the local radio station and he hears something that reminds him of you. How will you react when he appears one random night at a bar where you're on a blind date?

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, You, Jody mentioned

Warnings: this fic is from Dean's pov, a little angsty, a little sappy, and a bit fluffy. I think that's it. Enjoy!

A/N: This fic fills my @jacklesversebingo square for "I'll Be Waiting," by Adele.

Word Count: 1,479

No beta so please excuse any mistakes (I wrote this yesterday afternoon). Cover created by me on Canva.

“I’ll be Waiting” by Adele

Written: 04.13.2024

I knew I hurt her – I knew I pushed her away but I had to. I was losing Sam to the trials, the world to Abaddon, and it was my responsibility to fix it. She was of course right about the fact that I’d chosen other things over her – such as taking the mark of Cain, but I had to make the world safe for her to live.

I knew she’d be better without me anyhow – she tried to stick through it all but the Metatron killed me and Crowley brought me back and whisked me away with him. So, it was no wonder she’d left – she was better off without me – but there was a selfish part of me that needed her back.

I was driving around – stuck listening to some shit pop station because the tape deck had gone out – that’s when I first heard the song.

Hold me closer one more time Say that you love me in your last goodbye Please forgive me for my sins Yes, I swam dirty waters But you pushed me in I've seen your face under every sky Over every border and on every line You know my heart more than I do We were the greatest, me and you

If those weren’t fitting words, I wasn’t sure what would be.

I called Sam and put him on speaker, “Sammy listen to this.”

“To what Dean?” he asked sounding sick of my shit, but not wanting to admit it.

“This song,” I answered and turned the radio up.

 “You’re listening to Adele?” he asked after a moment.

“It’s on the radio,” I answered in defense. “I need you to track Y/N’s phone.”

“I thought she told you to lose her number?”

“She did, but do you really think I’m gonna not watch out for her?”

“Do you even have her new number?”

“No, but you obviously do so get to work,” I demanded.

Sam scoffed, “what does an Adele song have to do with this?”

“Just help me Sam,” I pleaded.

By the time the song ended Sam called back – Y/N was in Sioux Falls, and lucky for me I was only four hours out so I turned the car around and headed for Jody’s house.

I pulled onto Jody’s block in time to see Y/N climb into her vehicle and peel off toward town – so naturally I followed. My heart fell a little when I watched her welk into the nice bar in town. It’s the kind of place that doesn’t charge ladies a cover and has over muscular men serving.

I reminded myself I was desperate to get her back so I paid the fee and found myself a quiet table in the corner. Where I could watch her at the bar.

As I sat waiting, I had the song replaying in my head – I’d wait years for her, I kind of already have. When we met, we literally had heaven and hell against us – spent time miles apart and going off to opposite ends of the country fighting battles that we shouldn’t have had to.

I got a beer and the waitress handed me a card describing the bar games and a new jukebox they had. You could request a song from your phone and that gave me an idea. I put my request in and waited for my burger and fries – I left the onion off since I was hoping to get cozy with Y/N and didn’t want my breath to scare her away.

The dedication message was read after a couple songs played.

“This song is a dedication to Y/N. Hope you know who it’s from,” came over the speakers before the song started.

I thought they just played the song but apparently on ladies’ night they had someone in charge who reads the dedication messages.

Hold me closer one more time Say that you love me in your last goodbye Please forgive me for my sins Yes, I swam dirty waters But you pushed me in I've seen your face under every sky Over every border and on every line You know my heart more than I do We were the greatest, me and you

I thought back to all the times we sat out under the moon and stars.

But we had time against us And miles between us The heavens cried I know I left you speechless But now the sky has cleared and it's blue And I see my future in you

I left her behind when I went to hell, purgatory, and became a demon – she has every right to tell me to get dead but all I can see when I look at her picture is my future.

I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I'll do everything different I'll be better to you I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I'll be somebody different I'll be better to you

She began looking around the bar and my heart clinched – I wasn’t sure she wanted to find out that I was the one who requested the song.

Let me stay here for just one more night Build your world around me And pull me to the light So I can tell you that I was wrong I was a child then, but now I'm willing to learn

I wanted to rush to her and take her home but I sat frozen in my seat, uncertainty gluing me to the seat. I’ve done everything wrong with her but I am changing – I’m going to for her if she’ll let me.

But we had time against us And miles between us The heavens cried

She said something to the man sitting next to her and then slipped her jacket back on before she stood up on the rung of the chair to get a better look around the bar.

I know I left you speechless But now the sky has cleared and it's blue And I see my future in you

I want her to be my future but I cannot bring myself to rise from my seat and go to her!

I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I'll do everything different I'll be better to you I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I'll be somebody different I'll be better to you

She sees me and I swear I’m trembling like a small child who’s just seen a ghost.

Time against us (time against us) Miles between us (miles between us) Heavens cried I know I left you speechless Time against us (time against us) Miles between us (miles between us) Heavens cried I know I left you speechless I know I left you speechless I'll be waiting

“Dean? What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you,” I admit.

She looks me up and down and I can’t read her face.

“It’s me. I promise,” I tell her as I reach out and touch the silver bracelet she’s worn for the past 20 years.

I willingly accept the holy water she offers me to try and I gag a bit when I find it salty.

“You make that with ocean water?” I ask as I grab up my beer.

She shrugs and settles into the chair across from me.

I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I'll do everything different I'll be better to you I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I'll be somebody different I'll be better to you

After taking a breath and a look around the bar she stares me down as she asks, “do you mean it?”

“Huh?” I’m so taken aback by her beauty that my brain isn’t working.

“That you’ll do things different and all that?” she’s studying me for any chance of deceit.

“I’ll wait another 40 years for you to love me again if that’s what it takes.”

“Dean, I never stopped loving you,” she stated, “We shouldn’t talk about this here.”

“What about your date?”

She glanced toward the bar, “yeah, about him. That’s Timothy and he’s a blind date. He’ll make some girl happy someday, but he’s too young for me and he wouldn’t be able to handle me,” she chuckled.

“I told him it was nice to meet him but that song was for me, which meant someone very important had returned to my life.”

I felt hesitant all of a sudden and it was like Y/N could tell. “Let’s go back to Jody’s and get my gear and some rest before we go home?”

SPN Fam:

@all-alone-he-turns-to-stone  | @lyarr24

 @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior  | @nancymcl

 @deans-baby-momma  | @squirrelnotsam

@leigh70  | @impalaslytherin

@mishkatelwarriorgoddess | @deans-spinster-witch

@perpetualabsurdity | @bumbleb10

@mrswhozeewhatsis | @123passwort

@roseblue373 | @jackles010378

Mr. Green-eyes Tags:

@akshi8278 | @mrsjenniferwinchester | @k-slla |

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It's your friendly neighborhood mods back to scandalize and titillate. It's almost time for the 2024 Bang Bang!

We've let the writers control things up to this point, but we love a switch. So, we're asking you! Should we do another bang this year, or should we stir things up with a reverse bang?

Let us know below!

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The Secrets He Kept -CH 1

Summary: You've known the Winchester family since you were very small. You love Dean, you always have and you'll do anything to help your friend no matter the cost. You've helped Dean get his singing career off the ground but now that he and his wife, Lisa have moved back to Kansas and settled into a massive property you have started to notice some changes. Can you help him without ruining your relationship? 

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Mary Winchester, Lisa Braden-Winchester, you/ Y/N, Jody Mills, Castiel Novak, Ketch, 

Warnings: Heavy angst, domestic violence (male receiving), friends to lovers, slow burn, some fluff, and lots of language (but it's me so you probably knew that already). This is a multi part fic so as usual if any other warnings need to be added they will be added to each chapter.

A/N: some of the things described in this fic come from what I saw with the experience a friend of our family had with his ex. Violence at the hand of a significant other is very hard to spot sometimes, but if you (no matter gender) are experiencing abuse please reach out. Many towns/ cities have a local group that can help you but if you don't know who to reach out locally or are concerned about privacy you can go to this website they have an option for backing out and deleting your browser history if you need the extra security. Please don't suffer alone. 

@deans-baby-momma thanks for your help with this one!

Word Count: 1,971 | Masterlist | TSHK Masterlist

The images for the cover and dividers are from IG and Supernatural Wiki and edited by me.

The pressure of nearly losing her job that morning was too much; at least that was the latest threat from her boss, Ketch.

“I mean it this time Y/L/N if Winchester doesn’t show up again your ass is on the chopping block,” he’d told her.

‘That’s what I get for telling him I had connections to someone that famous,’ she thought as she’d gotten ready to do the opening greetings for Wake-up Wichita. She’d only been on air for the past year and wasn’t the most popular with any of the staff, she only kept the position because she’d helped them get some interviews with a couple of celebs because of her connection to Dean.

“Great start to the morning,” she’d grumbled as she made her way out to the news desk to wait for her coworker to introduce her. 

“Thanks Simon,” Y/N smiled at the camera, “when we return from the commercial break, we’ll be speaking with one of Kansas’s biggest stars, Dean Winchester.”

Once she knew she wasn’t on air any longer she turned to the producer, “is he here yet?!”

“No, his agent promised he’d be here on time but no one’s heard from him.”

“Fuck!” she slammed her fist against the nearest wall before whipping her phone out and selecting his name.

“I’m almost there,” he growled into the phone.

“You better be Winchester – my ass is on the line for you – again,” she hit end and walked off set, which only caused the producer a small heart attack.

Dean walked in and she wanted to scream – he had bags under his eyes, his hair was tousled like he’d been running his fingers through it, and he wasn’t wearing the suit she’d helped him pick out the day before.

“Where’s the blue suit jacket?”

“It got torn, ok?!” he snapped and that’s when she began to study him more.

“C’mere,” she dragged him to makeup and they did what they could in 30 seconds and sent them on their way.

“Like I said we have the biggest star in our state right here in Wichita, Dean welcome to the KSN-TV studio,” she beamed up at him, hoping she no longer looked annoyed with him.

“Thanks for having me,” he bowed his head a little and grinned at the camera.

Y/N’s stomach flip flopped – as it always did when he was near, but she stuffed her thoughts down and completed the interview. The producer was even more thrilled that they got Dean to give a small acoustic rendition of one of his newer songs.

The longer the interview went, the more Y/N noticed about her friend though – and the more things began to bother her.  He had giant bags under his beautiful green eyes, he was of course very late for their interview, he had three scratches on his face and neck, to top it all off his reaction to the mention of his new suit coat getting torn had her mind reeling.

Once they were out by her car she asked, “What happened? We had everything laid out yesterday?”

“I know. Things happened and the jacket got ruined, I’m sorry for how things went.”

“What things Dean?!” she rubbed her temples, “did you get plastered and get in another bar fight?”

“No,” he answered but it still seemed defensive.

“Then what?”

“I showed up and did your fuckin’ show! Can you just be happy with that?!”

“Don’t talk to me like that,” she snipped back, “I thought you moved back home to calm down? You promised to stop this behavior.”

“I don’t need you harping on me on behavior too alright?!” he yelled. She flinched, she hated that she did that every time someone yelled at her, but somehow when Dean yelled it was worse.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“No, you’re not. Whatever is going on in that pretty head of yours is not ok and you are just saying that to try and get me to not be angry with you. I gotta tell ya, Dean I’m a bit sick of this same shit different day crap we are doing. Every time you and Lisa get in a fight you yell at me, you get arrested – you yell at me, you get injured fighting at some bar – I have to pick you up and you still yell. AT. ME! If you keep this shit up, you’re gonna burn your last fuckin bridge and then where will you be?!”

“Probably dead,” he snapped and stormed off to his ride leaving Y/N standing there bewildered.

Y/N had gone to school with Sam but had built a friendship with Dean over the years and they’d managed to keep in contact. Somehow, they’d stayed friends through her time in college and job searching and Dean’s music career picking up. Y/N had gone on the road with him for a year once she got out of college – she’d played manager and assistant until they could find someone more qualified for the job and she’d bowed out and returned to Kansas.

Over the years, she’d spent more time with the boys’ mother Mary than they had – both of them having jobs and wives and other responsibilities that kept them busy. Y/N didn’t mind – having lost her mother in the house fire that had claimed John Winchester’s life she somehow became a part of their family.

That night she sat at her kitchen table looking at her now cold takeout and just wallowed in the memories.

She woke up because she was coughing – heat, the first thing she noticed was heat and that was odd considering it was winter. That’s when it hit her that the room was filling with smoke and there was a fire by the wall where her nightlight was.

Y/N screamed for help and her mother burst in and tried to stop the flames with a blanket – as she patted at the fire it seemed to fuel it and flames leapt from the wall and caught the blanket and nearby curtains on fire.

Y/N’s father rushed in, scooped her up and ran out the front door with her, all the while shouting, “Come on!” to her mom.

Y/N was thrust into the arms of the first person her father saw, “Mary, take her I’ve gotta go back in for, Y/M/N,” he shouted and ran back inside.

Dean had come out of the house and Mary had him bring out a blanket for Y/N to wrap up in while they watched the scene unfold.

The next thing they knew John had run inside the house as well. When the roof of her bedroom caved in, Y/N began to wail and call for her parents - Mary had decided to take her inside and warmed up some hot chocolate for her – something she’d continue to do for her every time she showed up to the Winchester home upset.

Y/N stood and dumped her cold dinner before grabbing the phone, “hi Y/N,” Mary answered, “are you coming over tonight?” she asked and then added, “the boys should be here soon, we’d love to have you.”

“I doubt Dean would agree with that.”

“Well, it’s not his house so not his choice. Come by; we’ll have dinner and I got a pie heating in the oven.”

She didn’t have to be told twice, Y/N was in a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt, and out the door in less than five minutes. She lived in a small craftsman home just a few miles from where she grew up, so it wasn’t long before she was at Mary’s house.

Sam answered the door with a huge grin on his face, “hi Y/N,” he greeted and pulled her in for a hug, his wife Eileen was next in line for a hug too. They chatted a moment in the entryway before migrating to the kitchen where Mary was prepping quite the feast.

“It smells wonderful in here,” Y/N remarked as she sniffed at the air.

“Oh, don’t start that it’s just jarred Alfredo sauce,” Mary said, waving off the compliment.

“Well, the company over here is better than at my house,” she remarked.

Mary offered her a sad smile; she knew that Y/N had a hard time with her mother’s death and her father blaming her. Mary had lost John the same week because of that fire but she never held it against Y/N, if anything it had brought them closer together.

When the roof caved in Mary just knew that John was gone – he’d always been one to rush in to help people. It wasn’t the first time he’d jumped into a dangerous situation but in her gut, she knew it was the last. The only bit of solace she had was that unlike Y/N and her father, Mary and her boys had gotten to say goodbye to John.

The firemen had carried him and Y/F/N out of the house – John was unconscious and had several small burns where part of the wall had landed on him; while he’d wrestled with Y/F/N trying to get him out of the room. John was in the hospital for two days before he died of his injuries – between the smoke inhalation and the infection in his burns he hadn’t stood a chance.

Y/N didn’t get to say goodbye to her mother and the fact that her father would go on to point that out, or would make comments about how she had legs and should have just run from the room rather than calling her own mother to her death had bothered Mary but she wasn’t ever sure of what to do. He’d never laid a hand on her physically that Mary knew so she couldn’t even say anything to authorities.

“Mary? Are you ok?” Y/N asked.

“Yeah, sorry just thinking,” she hugged the younger woman, “Dean and Lisa should be here soon.”

“Good,” she tried not to cringe at the thought of having to see Lisa.

Y/N had never gotten along with the woman – she and Dean had been at some yoga retreat and had some sort of fling and then reconnected a few years later after a show. Lisa had never been as good to Dean as Y/N thought she should but Dean claimed she made him happy so she kept those thoughts under wraps. She wanted only one thing for Dean and that was for him to be happy.

Lisa on the other hand did not ever hide the fact that Y/N was not her favorite person, so having dinner with her was always the worst. Y/N always kept her mouth shut for Dean and Mary’s sake, especially since dinner would be in Mary’s house tonight.

Two minutes into dinner Lisa made some comment about the food and Y/N snapped.

“Did you make this Mary?”

“I picked up the chicken and cooked the sides.”

“Oh,” Lisa grunted a disdainful look on her face. “You couldn’t even make an entire meal,” she looked pointedly at Mary.

Dean grunted and patted her leg hoping to quiet her, but Y/N was done.

“Why are you such a bitch?”

“Excuse me?!”

“Mary is nothing but kind to you, you’re wearing her wedding band and ring; yet you complain about her cooking, her home, her . . . whatever. That’s your husband’s mother! You should show her some kindness.”

By the time Y/N was finished speaking both of the younger women were standing and ready for a fight but Dean dragged Lisa out of the house with one last apology to his mom.

Sam glared at their friend for a moment before following his brother outside.

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SPN Rewatch: FanFic Edition

Our goal is to rewatch the show with fanfic writing in mind. We want to look for all the places in canon where we could add a scene, show a scene from a certain character’s point of view, or change something to make things turn out differently. (We may also critique what the show writers did; that seems inevitable.)

Episodes we're discussing: 2.05 Simon Said and 2.06 No Exit

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Who’s invited? All Pond members, including Turtles! You don’t have to be a writer to have an opinion on the episodes that could inspire a writer! Everyone has valuable opinions about the show and could spark conversation and inspiration.

Where will we meet? In the discord server. There is a special channel for us to chat in so we don’t disturb other chats happening at the same time.

How does it work? On our own, whenever we have time, we all watch two episodes of SPN. At the appointed time, we all get together and chat about them. Although we have several questions to consider and creative ideas for you to do if you want, there is no pressure to actually have answers to these questions or have created anything prior to the chat. Didn’t get to watch them? No biggie! We’ve all watched these episodes enough that we can probably talk about them without rewatching them!

More info under the cut!

What questions should we consider while we watch? We have a few questions you can keep in mind while you’re watching the episodes:

Are there any “fanfiction gaps” in this episode? Any places between scenes where a juicy story could happen? (For example, one scene ends at night, but the next scene begins during the day, and what did they do with all of that time?)

How would the episode be different if you changed one thing? What is changed is up to you. It could be as complex as a character making a different choice, or as simple or silly as someone wearing a funny hat throughout part or all of the episode.

What about this episode would you like to see happen differently? How would making that change affect future episodes?

List any parts of each episode that you think could be jumping-off points for a fic. Like, in the pilot, how did Sam meet their friend who was in the bar with them?

How would the episode be different if there were another character involved like a reader insert character?

Do any of the themes we've already discussed in The Archive (See the bottom of the doc under the heading "Thematic docs") show up in this episode? Does this episode bring up any new themes we should be watching out for in the future?

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Spotless: Pizzicato

Chapter Nineteen

Featuring: Dean Winchester/Reader, Dean/Bela, Dean/Cas (unrequited)

Other characters: Miriam Talbot (OFC Bela's mother)

Word Count: 2567

Warnings, etc: Mutual pining, putting out other people's fires, and old baggage, unbeta'd

A/N: Castiel and Trouble's friendship is something I didn't realize she had been missing until he was in front of her. There are a couple of big truth bombs in this chapter and I hope I handled them respectfully. This is an AU and it is not indicative of this author's feelings on canon or any other fandom shipping practices.

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Posting on Dean’s instagram account was par for the course as the band’s publicist. You bothered to know what a hashtag was, for one. For another it also allowed you to check traffic on posts and actively moderate things to help the comment section look best for Dean’s image. Afterall, Dean trusted you, you weren’t going to leak anything or make him look like an idiot.

You were a goddamn professional and this wasn’t the hardest thing you’d done in the last year, but Jesus fuck were you pissed.

Dean hated tattoos. Really, he hated needles. He was black out drunk when he and Sam got their matching flaming pentagrams. He actually had a panic attack the next morning after realizing he let someone “sew ink” into his skin. By sheer force of will and through the bond of shared grief, you got him to go with you for Jo’s memorial tattoo on the tenth anniversary of her death. It was in your all-time top five ultimate Dean-Y/N memories.

And now it meant jack shit.

You edited and cropped the photos, sent two back to Bela to post on her account and then posted the lion’s share onto Dean’s, making him look like the diligent boyfriend while Bela was busy in the chair. You thanked Billie for taking care of “his girl” and made sure the shop was the location and tagged. You wanted to punch something, it looked so good. Then you sat back and let the interwebs do its job.

Okay, in actuality, you emailed about twenty different people, had a conference call with the tour management marketing team, scheduled radio station drop ins and followed up with Meg on the expected release of Dean’s photoshoot and interview. These days it may just end up online, but you hoped she was able to score him real physical print space.

It was just as you were winding down for the night, when your phone rang. It was past any reasonable business hours and you were already done with your skin care routine, but then you saw the caller id.

“Miriam! Hi!” You tried to sound pleasantly surprised.

“Don’t Miriam me, young lady. What is going on out there? Is it drugs? I thought we missed this stage when she quit acting for college. You’d tell me if this hoodlum was pressuring her into risky behavior wouldn’t you?”

Which was a lot to unpack right off the bat like that, luckily you had experience dealing with Bela’s mother.

“It’s just a tattoo. She’s not on drugs, I promise.”

“And what about this Dean? I knew they were seeing each other, but this seemed a bit more intimate— not exactly in the public eye.”

Oh, she was good.

“He’s not on drugs either. And—- he actually isn’t thrilled with tattoos. This might be all Bela, if I’m being honest.”

“Have you seen the things they’re saying? The things they’re calling her, Y/N?”

You rolled your eyes and heaved yourself out of bed, you needed your laptop if you were going to continue this conversation rationally. 

“Let me look into it— what site were you on?”

“Oh, I’m not sure. Olivette, one of the boardmember’s wives, told me she read about it online during dinner.”

You inhaled deeply and started your usual rotation of sites, you’d have to add some new tags to follow Bela’s buzz more closely going forward. 

“And you’re sure this wasn’t just bad blood from Olivia? I’m not finding much besides general surprise.”

“It’s Olivette. And yes, I’m certain. She wouldn’t make me worry without a reason.”

And then you realized what you were missing, it wasn’t just People or TMZ you had to worry about. You went to Hello!’s twitter and you found what had Miriam Talbot’s friend in a huff. 

You started scanning the comments, gathering the most common complaints and judging their amount of influence via cursory glances. You did not know a lot of the news personalities or celebrity bloggers in the UK. You were going to have to meet with Bela and figure out a better approach going forward.

“Okay, Miriam, it’s almost eleven here. I know you probably called me as soon as you woke up, but consider me on the case. Alright? Bela’s fine and this is just a minor hiccup.”

“If you’re sure, Y/N, dear.”

You sighed. “Of course. I would warn you if there was anything to worry about. But please just let this run its course. You know how the tabloids are.”

“Unfortunately I do, that’s why I called. Please keep me updated if anything else comes up?”

“Will do. You have a good ni-day!”

“Goodnight dear— and thank you.”

You smiled at your lap. “Anytime.”

You let her hang up. Then you promptly pulled up your contacts list and warned Bela that her mother was sniffing about online and to call her at a decent hour. And finally, you spent the next four hours (or so) online until you had swam to the bottom of the cesspool and decided it wasn’t worth your time. At least not right then, not so exhausted.

Three days passed since the snobby UK gossip rags’ judgment rained down and, as expected, it had already just about fizzled out. You sat in a cafe with a quad shot flat white, waiting for your lunch date to arrive. Not truly a date, though it wasn’t a meeting either.

It was a diplomatic mission.

Then you spotted him and your stomach swooped, feeling the loss of his presence in your life all over again.

“Hey, Cas.” You stood and held your arms open for a hug, which he accepted with a timid smile.

“It’s good to see you, Trouble,” his gravelly voice murmured in your ear. He still smelled the same.

You pulled back and looked him in the eye, searching for anything but the sincere blue reality in front of you. He held no grudges, not with you, without even discussing it you knew he was still your friend. 

You then punched him squarely in the shoulder. “That’s for ghosting us all for the last nine months, assbutt!”

He grunted, and rolled his eyes. “I can accept that.”

“Good. Because I missed you. We all miss you.”

He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows in challenge.

“So— heard you have a kid, huh. That’s —- weird.”

Castiel exhaled and shook his head. “Who told you?”

“What? Nobody. I have eyes. And spend enough time online to draw some conclusions.”

“Kelly told you.”

“She didn’t have to. She’s amazing by the way— are you a thing now, now that you know he exists?”

Castiel looked affronted. “Me and Kelly? Oh, no. That was a teenage mistake. We were young. And we’ve both matured into vastly different people. But I respect her and I think— I hope I’ve earned her trust.”

“Tell me about him—- he’s what? Twenty-twenty one?”

“He’s twenty three and very talented. Kind, impossibly optimistic even.”

“Yikes, tough combo out here.”

“Tell me about it.”

You shared a look and he smiled at you like he knew what you were thinking about. Like you were reliving the same joke.

You blinked away the sting in your eyes.

“Go get your dark roast and get back over here, we’ve got things to discuss.”

His eyes softened, but Cas didn’t argue with you.

You sipped your drink and tried not to let all of the questions that had been building for months run away from you. He was back both too quickly and too slowly. You cleared your throat, the awkwardness you had been fighting back rushed to the surface.

“So— I presume there is more to you calling to get lunch. Not just asking about Jack and goading me about my latest tattoo?” Cas wasn’t one for small talk.

You nodded and swallowed around another perfect mouthful of milk and espresso.

Castiel’s face went through a journey when you didn’t quickly reply. “He doesn’t want to see me—- he made that quite clear.”

“And what about since everything?”

“What do you mean?”

“I know Dean’s called you. He might not have been big enough to actually apologize in a voicemail, but I know he wants to fix things— he misses you as his friend, too.”

“Then he should be able to suck up his pride and make the effort,” Cas snipped, the first sign of the lingering anger from his and Dean’s fight.

“I haven’t exactly seen much of your effort. Do you not want to fix things?--- And I’m not talking about coming back to the band— that ship has sailed. I’m talking about twenty years of friendships you just walked out on.”

Cas stared at his coffee, his eyebrow ring arched with his bitchy expression. He hated being corrected, you knew that. But this had gone on long enough.

“I’ve spoken with everyone but Dean,” Cas explained. “It’s not perfect, but it’s progress.”

“You never spoke to me,” you spat.

Cas’ eyes softened again. “I always knew where your loyalties lie, you took your time, too.”

“Wait— even SAM?!”

“Sam and I haven’t lost contact this whole time.”

You sucked in air. “Oh, he is so dead.”

“Y/N. It wasn’t like we were plotting or anything. He was worried about me, I was worried about Dean.”

“Yeah, but if Dean knew—”

“Ask Sam, but I don’t think he could hide anything from Dean if he wanted to.”

You knew he was right. Ever since Sam got sober, transparency had been something Sam put into his closest relationships anyway. Beside Dean being ruthless and stubborn, well, you supposed Cas was right. 

“Why do I feel like this band just doesn’t want me to be able to do my job?”

“Your position as group therapist is fairly tenuous. Especially with Pamela involved.”

“I meant my real job. If I had known you were on decent terms with, well, everyone but Dean, it would have made things a lot easier, young man.” You couldn’t help but smile now. Sure you were hurt, but the eggshells you had been stepping over for so long really only took up a single corner of the floor.

It was freeing.

“I never meant to cause you any distress.”

“That doesn’t make it go away, Cas.”

He bowed his head, but popped back up to meet your gaze. “I know. I apologize. I didn’t want you to think that I was done— with any of you.”

You pinched your eyes closed quickly and then reached over the table to squeeze his forearm. “Okay. So— you’ll come to Dean’s birthday party, then?”

Cas patted your hand with his left and sat back, breaking the contact and sat with the invitation for a heavy moment.

“What makes you think he’d want me there?”

You glared at him, all tattooed and handsome and absolutely clueless about how much his absence has affected Dean. Sure, Dean got to keep the band, but it wasn’t the same without Cas. Cas has had to start over entirely, become a dad and rebuild his career all without any of the support Dean has had around him through his own troubles.

“Look— I know you’re Mister Independent and I don’t want to set back any of the progress you’ve made without him needing you around. But he still looks for you whenever we all go out. And hanging out with Kevin, made it abundantly clear to him that you were available— you just weren’t interested.”

“Why do you always make it sound like we were an item?”

You rolled your eyes. “Look, we all know Dean has attachment issues. I’m not saying anything was kinky between you guys— that’s not my business. But, as friends, you guys deserve to at least get some answers— closure or forgiveness can come later, if you get there.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Really? You’re not just saying that to get me off your case?”

“Yes, really.”

You smirked and Cas’ smiled with his eyes, fidgeting his lip ring with his tongue.

Cas cleared his throat and took a sip of his coffee before changing gears. “So, your friend Bela and, uh, Dean?”

You groaned and hid your eyes in your hand. When you looked up he was laughing at you.

“What?!”

“Stop— we both know what it’s all about.”

“Kevin seems to think Dean’s whipped.” Mischief continued to dance in Cas’ eyes.

“Well, it’s about time.”

“I told him, the only one who has had Dean whipped in over a decade is you.”

You choked on your spit, sputtering at Cas’ bluntness.

“They don’t know it’s for show do they?”

You inhaled deeply. “Sam knows. Dean and Bela have their own private agreement about it all. But, uh, yeah, you pretty much guessed right.”

Cas watched you thoughtfully, futzing with his lip ring with his top teeth now. 

“How are you holding up?”

“Me? I’m fine, why?”

Cas nudged your ankle under the table with his combat boot.

“As someone who was definitely in love with him for most of my life— I know the symptoms.”

You sighed and shivered at being seen and having your long held suspicions confirmed. You rubbed your upper arm, trying to fight the goosebumps. “I’m fine. Nothing has changed. He’s just been working on himself and that is— distracting.”

Cas hummed, head cocking to the side as if looking at you with a different angle would give him more insight.

“I mean it. He’s in therapy and everything. Sam and him are working out. He’s been insanely focused on the latest album—”

“He’s doing penance.”

“Maybe. But he wants to be better. It’s not just guilt. I don’t know how to explain it. But, you’ll see what I mean.”

Cas eyebrow popped up again.

“You will,” you insisted.

“You always were able to read me weren’t you?”

You chuckled at the back of your mouth, short and knowing. “Guess it comes with being stuck with each other for so long.”

“Shared trauma response,” Cas teased.

“Or that.”

You finished the last of your drink and looked around the cafe.

“So, where we going to eat? I think we’ve had enough heavy— sushi?”

“You buying?”

“Phantom Traveler is covering this as a business lunch.”

Cas stood and pushed in his chair. “Okay, well then, bring on the seafood.”

You stood and let Cas walk you outside, his hand on the small of your back until he could offer you his elbow on the sidewalk. You smiled up at him and pulled him tight to your side.

“I’m glad you’re back, Cas.”

“Well, we’ll see if everyone agrees with you, won’t we?”

The afternoon passed quickly, catching up and sharing memories that were now tinted with the grief of the last lost year. Things made more sense the longer you thought about how the band had been acting, especially way back at the Animal Shelter where Cas’ niece had been more than willing to put in her two cents. You texted Sam while you waited for your meals, warning him where you were and what you knew.

‘Have fun.’

His only response. Asshole.

But everything kept from you, kept from Dean, wouldn’t last forever. It couldn’t. Now you at least could control the narrative a bit more by being in on it all. Or most of it at least.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jimmy Novak/Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester Characters: Jimmy Novak (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Jimmy Novak (Supernatural), Alpha Dean Winchester, Alpha Sam Winchester, Protective Dean Winchester, Protective Sam Winchester, Hurt Jimmy Novak, Threesome - M/M/M, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, Double Penetration, Mating Bites, Alpha/Alpha/Omega, Caring, Love, Double Knotting Series: Part 1 of OmegaVerse Week 2024 Summary:

Jimmy’s heat arrived while his Alpha’s were away, doing what they do best. But Sam and Dean more than make it up to him when they finally return to their precious Omega.

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