#author: trenchcoat_paradigm

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Broken (The Worst is Over Now)

Broken (The Worst is Over Now) by TrenchCoat_Paradigm Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 45k

Dean almost couldn’t believe it when he saw that huddled body swaddled in a tan trenchcoat sitting in the middle of the dungeon floor. Cas was back. After months of searching, digging through the archives to find a way to drag his ass out of the Empty, they had finally done it. But something was wrong. This wasn’t the Castiel that smiled up at him with a tearful goodbye after revealing his true happiest moment. This was a wild, snarling beast of a man, warped and twisted, feral thanks to the damage of the Empty. A man who would probably rip out Dean’s throat rather than confess his love. Even when Dean breaks through that wild exterior, he discovers that Castiel still thinks he’s trapped in the hell that is the Empty. That nothing around him is real. Dean just has to get through to him.

One thing I will never take for granted is that even almost four years after our show ended, we’re still getting fic. And fix it fic, at that. Four years after the end of Supernatural, and we’re still unsatisfied, and willing to write our own ending, as our beloved Misha Collins told us to do when the show ended. 

Broken (The Worst is Over Now) is another one of those amazing fix-it fics that could easily stand in as a satisfying conclusion to the show, the one we didn’t get in canon. When I tell you I would have ate up an entire season of this idea, I’m not kidding. Dean is a wreck after losing Cas and using all his energy to find a way to bring him home, until his resources run out, along with his will to keep going. Instead, he’s giving in to his depression, until Sam calls in reinforcements. 

Rowena. Up from hell with a spell in hand, once that successfully yanks Cas out of the Empty—only Cas thinks none of it is real, that it’s just another nasty trick being played on him by the Empty, another way to torture him, and break his spirit the same way it's been doing since his confession. What results is ultimately a story about Dean’s love, and how he comes to terms with this new version of Cas and what it takes to convince him they really are, in fact, what’s real. This is a great fic that had me laughing and in tears at various points, and if that isn’t the mark of a good fic, I don’t know what is. Add in our favorite love story and we’ll consider this one a winner.

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"Can we get a dog?"

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm (@teeparadigm67)

Artist: rezal (@rezal-art)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Featured characters: Castiel, Dean Winchester, Jack Kline

Featured relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Length: 15,885 words

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Domestic Fluff, Developing Relationship, Family Dynamics, Light-Hearted, Castiel is Jack Kline's Parent, Castiel and Dean Winchester are Neighbors, Dog Owner Dean Winchester

Summary: Those 6 little words plague Castiel’s life. Every day since the ridiculously handsome man and his dog moved in across the street his son Jack has begged his father for a dog. But it seems they may have gotten more than what they bargained for when a small Miracle finds his way into their yard and luck truly falls into their laps. Or The one where Jack gets his dog and Castiel gets his man.

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Broken (The Worst Is Over Now)  |  Rated: T  |  45,229

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm  |  Artist: P3ngu

Dean almost couldn’t believe it when he saw that huddled body swaddled in a tan trenchcoat sitting in the middle of the dungeon floor. Cas was back. After months of searching, digging through the archives to find a way to drag his ass out of the Empty, they had finally done it.

But something was wrong.

This wasn’t the Castiel that smiled up at him with a tearful goodbye after revealing his true happiest moment. This was a wild, snarling beast of a man, warped and twisted, feral thanks to the damage of the Empty. A man who would probably rip out Dean’s throat rather than confess his love.Even when Dean breaks through that wild exterior, he discovers that Castiel still thinks he’s trapped in the hell that is the Empty. That nothing around him is real.

Dean just has to get through to him.

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Pairings: Dean/Cas, Sam/Eileen 

Warnings: None

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix it fic, Angst With Happy Ending, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss, Human Castiel.

Submitted by: Trenchcoat_Paradigm

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The Housemate

Title: The Housemate Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm (@geeksheek89) Artist: Squirrelofcelestialintent (@squirrelofcelestialintent​)

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Major Archive Warnings: None Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Clairvoyant, Haunted House, Real Estate Agent Castiel, Ghost Dean, Mutual Pining, Eventual Smut, Voyeurism, Possessed Dildo, “I swear if you buy this place I’m so gonna Swayze the shit you!”

Summary: The old Singer farmhouse has been listed with his father’s real estate company for the past 2 years, and Castiel couldn’t fathom why the place never sold. That was until he was tasked with selling the place and quickly discovered that it wasn’t just dry rot haunting the halls.

Whenever someone thinks of ghosts, they always draw the same image of a bygone era. Something that would resemble a ‘Lady in grey’ in a long flowing dress, wandering the halls of old forgotten manor houses. Never someone who looked strikingly similar to one’s age, and equally, never someone with such a high level of sass.

Dean was vulgar, annoying, and an insatiable flirt who had no interest in leaving what was once his home. He would drive Castiel up the wall, so much so that he regularly thought about tossing a handful of salt into his face, just for a moment of peace and quiet. But he was also charming, kind-hearted, and had a smile that could light up a room. Paired with his bright emerald green eyes and infectious laugh made his handsome face look more alive than Castiel had ever felt.

Castiel had never intended to buy the old farmhouse, but he’s a firm believer in things happening for a reason. He just never imagined to save a ghost would be the reason.

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Dean Winchester and the Belly Button Piercing

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm

Artist: Reverie

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Dean Winchester / Castiel Sam Winchester / Eileen Leahy Past Dean Winchester/Original Female Character

Length: 34800

Warnings: N/A

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Porn With Plot, Men of Letters Bunker (Supernatural), Piercings, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Time Having Sex, Openly Bisexual Dean Winchester, Idiots in Love, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Fluff and Smut.

Summary: Dean Winchester was 23 when he got his belly button pierced. It was during a time in his life when everything felt like it was in turmoil (long before he even really knew what his life being in turmoil truly meant). He never intended to go out and get any piercings—his father would have never allowed it. For 20-something years it had been his best-kept secret… that was until one fateful night when a hunt went wrong and his best friend had to swoop in and help patch him up, catching an eyeful of his elusive secret. Castiel’s infatuation with his best friend took a dangerous turn that night (not that he wasn’t already treading treacherous waters with his feelings towards the man). He had already known that Dean had a piercing, but he had no idea it was still functional, and equally had no idea that a piece of jewellery, Dean’s own slice of quiet rebellion, would have such a profound effect on him. Now Castiel can’t help but want him and his fading grace is doing very little in hiding his… indiscretions. The idea of it slowly drove him insane. And what makes it worse… Castiel was certain Dean was doing it on purpose.

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2023 SPN Bang Bang Masterlist

On behalf of the mods, thank you to all the writers, artists and betas who helped make this bang possible. We had Twenty-Two fics this year and there's something for everyone.

Thank you as well to everyone who boosted, read, kudos'ed and commented.

Here's the masterlist of all of the fics. You can also click here for the 2023 SPN Bang Bang collection on A03.

Trick Shot Author:  tiamatv Artist: keziahrain Masterpost | Fic | Art

Roses are my favorite flower Author:  DimitriEvans Artist: BlackKityy Masterpost | Fic | Art

Dared You To Kiss Me Author:  angelshotgun Artist: Kinetic-Passion Masterpost | Fic | Art

Talk Dirty to Me Author:  ElsaSigyn Artist: bluewolven Masterpost | Fic | Art

Wolves Rush In Author:  anyrei and queerwerewolf Artist: Hectatess Masterpost | Fic | Art

The Last Night Author:  FriendofCarlotta Artist: xfancyfranart Masterpost | Fic | Art

Invasive Species Author:  Tossukka Artist: hexentaenzerin Masterpost | Fic | Art

In a Flash Author:  Redamber79 Artist: PetraAmia Masterpost | Fic | Art

Prayer to a False God Author:  K_A_Mindin Artist: Sketch gaytedlasso Masterpost | Fic | Art

Under Lock & Key Author:  Trenchcoat_Paradigm Artist: szlez Masterpost | Fic | Art

No Vacancy Author:  AmberXBoone Artist: DimitriEvans Masterpost | Fic | Art

A Funny Thing Called Fate Author:  S1nging_Y0u_S0ftly (@king4aday) Artist: PetraAmia Masterpost | Fic | Art

Last Night on Earth Author:  butterflyslinky Artist: sidewinder Masterpost | Fic | Art

The Main Attraction Author:  SakuraKitty Artist: hexentaenzerin Masterpost | Fic | Art

Feast Author:  themauvesoul Artist: BasketcaseBetty Masterpost | Fic | Art

Take Me Down Author:  GhoulsnHalos Artist: keziahrain Masterpost | Fic | Art

Just the Right One Author:  Hectatess Artist: acaademicqueer Masterpost | Fic | Art

Nativity in Black Author:  LadyKnightSkye Artist: demonicsoulmates-art Masterpost | Fic | Art

Uncaged Heat Author:  Eyes_of_a_Tragedy & tfw_cas Artist: ariasune Masterpost | Fic | Art

A bed of thorny flowers Author:  michaelmilligan Artist: PetraAmia Masterpost | Fic | Art

Boy Leave Your Boots by the Bed Author:  an_ardent_rain Artist: DimitriEvans Masterpost | Fic | Art

you are not your own (1 corinthians 6:19) Author:  howldean Artist: SoloArcana Masterpost | Fic | Art

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One Night at Freddy’s || Teen and Up || 28115 Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm (@GeekSheek89) Artist: PetraAmia (@deancodedcastielenby)

“Welcome to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life!”

Freddy’s Fazbear Pizzeria has been entertaining families for generations. But behind the bright colours and mountains of cheese, something more sinister hides.

Normally, a missing kid case isn’t something the Winchesters would even look into, but a total of 4 children have all mysteriously vanished with the only connection being this restaurant. A restaurant owned by a franchise that is steeped in strange circumstances dating back decades. It wouldn’t hurt the boys to at least check it out. After all, what’s the worst that could happen at a restaurant that has a giant bear singing teddy bear as its mascot?

A singing teddy bear mascot that Jack has suddenly become incredibly attached to.

When the youngest member of Team Free Will goes missing, the boys spring into action. Traversing down that rabbit hole and hoping they find the kid before it’s too late.

Source Material: Five Nights at Freddy’s

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Pairings: None

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Tags: Case Fic, Team Free Will 2.0, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, The Missing Children Incident, Possessed Animatronics, Killer Animatronics, POV Dean Winchester, Castiel and Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester are Jack Kline’s Parents

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Title: A Fish Called Winchester Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm Rating: M Tags: Catfish, Internet Dating, Rom-Com, Alternate Universe, Famous Dean Winchester, Bisexual Dean Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Word Count: Estimate 40,000 Summary: Dean Winchester’s love life has really been down the drain since his split with Lisa. It’s not like he can go out in public like a regular Joe and seek out someone he truly wants to be with. Not with the entire world watching his every movement. Such are the perils of a famous TV star. He never really cared for the whole internet dating scene. He’s had people use his likeness to Catfish poor unsuspecting victims on those kinds of sites for years. In fact, Dean was sick to death of it. But what he doesn’t expect is the man who has caught his attention doesn’t believe who he really is.If you were to look up the definition of irony in the dictionary, it’s likely you’d see his name listed right there on the page.Castiel Novak is by all accounts is a nobody, but he’s happy with his little life. Well, mostly. Cas is lonely. Hasn’t been in a proper relationship in a long time, and not for a want of trying. The online dating scene hasn’t been exactly kind to him, just a string of bad dates one after another. He’s on the verge of giving up when he comes across a new profile, that who, on the surface, seems like his perfect guy... except, he’s catfish, pretending to be Dean Winchester of all people! Castiel has followed that man’s every movement for the past 10 years, after all, he is part of his favourite TV show and knows all about the catfish scams that surround his poor handsome face.

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Still feeling the guards’ eyes still on him, Castiel returned his phone to his pocket and waited. Trying to look everywhere but at the man staring him down. There was a commotion at the furthest end of the hall, a noise that seemed to grow louder as it grew closer to him. Castiel’s eyes followed the sound and his heart stopped. Dean Winchester. Dawned in a burgundy overshirt with the sleeves rolled up to the forearms, black t-shirt underneath, blue jeans that sinfully hugged him in all the right places was walking straight towards him. A pair of sunglasses perched atop of perfectly sculpted hair. And that smile. ‘Oh god, that smile.’

He swanned through the crowd accompanied by an entourage of security as he smiled, waved to the noisy crowd. Throwing back his head in a laugh, all the while smiling brightly. The group headed towards the door, the large security guard sidestepping and holding the door open for the party to pass-through

“DEAN, I LOVE YOU!” a voice from somewhere deep in the crowd yelled at the top of her lungs, making Dean’s head turn and wave once more. “Love you guys to.” As he turned back to face the way he was walking, his stare caught Castiel’s. He must have been gawking, hard, he wasn’t entirely sure what his face was doing, but his entire body felt numb. But something seemed to amuse Dean because his smile widened, a smile that was directed at him. And then, he flashed him a wink. Castiel’s mouth snapped shut as his entire body turned into what felt like white noise. Could feel a flushing heat spread up his body as he watched a brief friendly exchange between him and the security guard. The guy actually broke into a smile and laughed at something Dean said.

And with that, he was gone. The security guard standing in front of the door once more, looking like he never even moved. No Dean insight. Like the whole thing feeling like it was a strange fever dream.

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Broken (The Worst Is Over Now)

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm | Artist: P3ngu

Posting on Friday March 29

Dean almost couldn’t believe it when he saw that huddled body swaddled in a tanned trench coat sitting in the middle of the dungeon floor. Cas was back. After months of searching, digging through the archives to find a way to drag his ass out of the Empty, they had finally done it. But something was wrong. This wasn’t the Castiel that smiled up at him with a tearful goodbye after reliving his true happiest moment. This was a wild snarling beast of a man, warped and twisted feral thanks to the damage of the Empty. A man who would probably rip out Dean’s throat rather than confess his love. Even when Dean breaks through that wild exterior, he discovers that Castiel still thinks he’s trapped in the hell that is the Empty. That nothing around him is real. Dean just has to break through to him.

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It was no longer bubbling as the mass took a more solid form, going from a puddle on the ground and growing into an arching peak. Shoulders, something in the back of Dean’s mind told him. It looks like shoulders, and a head.

The breath was stolen straight from his lungs as he realised that his theory had been right on the money. The form continued to shift into something that looked almost human. The black ooze melted away, almost like it had been absorbed by the thing it had produced. “Not a thing! A person hunched over, crouching.” His shoulders curled in on himself as he sat crouched to the floor, his back facing them. An oddly reminiscent pose that Dean had seen only once before, sat at the river side in the greying afterlife of Purgatory. The tails of tan trench coat pooled around him dusting the floor, the muss of dark hair just visible from where his head bowed, disappearing behind the huddle of shoulders.

It was like he was experiencing some kind of outer body thing, not feeling anything but just left watching. His legs felt heavy, like magnets were keeping him tethered to the ground and it was sheer willpower alone that he didn’t fall to his knees at that moment. Every emotion he had been keeping at bay the past months battled for attention inside his head, but their fighting war was counterintuitive, not being able to focus on a single thing essentially made him numb. He just stared blankly at the unmoving huddled figure in the middle of the dungeon floor.

He didn’t even realise he had moved until he was on top of him. Hand tentatively reaching to lay on his shoulder. A solid warmth beneath his palm and a breathy whisper escaped his lips. “… C… Cas?”

It all happened so fast that Dean didn’t even have time to process it—not until the shackles were around Castiel’s wrists.

That tanned shoulder flinched away like he had been burned, as eyes bluer than the midday sky turned sharply to consider him, but they soon clouded over with a dark storm of fury. His lips pinched into a snarling grimace as he lunged at Dean with a spitting and foaming-at-the-mouth feral roar. A hand locked around his throat as Dean was rushed backwards head colliding with the solid concrete wall and those fingers around his windpipe squeezed tight.

He saw his own panicked look in the dark of his eye as he gasped for air, not clouded over like a demon, they were still blue—beautifully blue—but there was something else to that stare, a haunted fearful look that Dean almost didn’t recognise beyond the fury.

Dean didn’t even fight back.

(continue reading on Ao3 on Friday March 29)

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The Housemate

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm (@geeksheek89) Artist: Squirrelofcelestialintent (@squirrelofcelestialintent​) No Major Archive Warnings Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Clairvoyant, Haunted House, Real Estate Agent Castiel, Ghost Dean, Mutual Pining, Eventual Smut, Voyeurism, Possessed Dildo, “I swear if you buy this place I’m so gonna Swayze the shit you!”

Summary: The old Singer farmhouse has been listed with his father’s real estate company for the past 2 years, and Castiel couldn't fathom why the place never sold. That was until he was tasked with selling the place and quickly discovered that it wasn’t just dry rot haunting the halls.

Whenever someone thinks of ghosts, they always draw the same image of a bygone era. Something that would resemble a ‘Lady in grey’ in a long flowing dress, wandering the halls of old forgotten manor houses. Never someone who looked strikingly similar to one’s age, and equally, never someone with such a high level of sass.

Dean was vulgar, annoying, and an insatiable flirt who had no interest in leaving what was once his home. He would drive Castiel up the wall, so much so that he regularly thought about tossing a handful of salt into his face, just for a moment of peace and quiet. But he was also charming, kind-hearted, and had a smile that could light up a room. Paired with his bright emerald green eyes and infectious laugh made his handsome face look more alive than Castiel had ever felt.

Castiel had never intended to buy the old farmhouse, but he’s a firm believer in things happening for a reason. He just never imagined to save a ghost would be the reason.

Preview: “Woah.” The husband froze mid-stride, his arms coming up to rub at his bare biceps. “Do you guys feel that?” he asked his eyes flitting between his wife and Castiel. “Babe, come check this out! I swear there’s a cold spot right here.” The man stepped forward again, his hand reaching out, the tips of his fingers pushing forward straight into the ghost’s chest and protruding out his back. The tips of his fingers wiggled through the flickering vision.

“Get your hand out of Me!” The ghost protested batting at his assaulting arm, but his pale hands just sliced through the solid human form with the husband staring right through him, completely unaware of the ghostly protest.

Castiel pressed his lips together trying hard to suppress a smirk. “It’s an old building—” he offered, his usual go-to when ‘cold spots’ cropped up, all the while trying to keep his professional face firmly intact. “There’s possibly a draft somewhere.”

“Dude! Will you quit fingering my insides!” The ghost answered stepping away and the hand slicing through his ghost’s torso. “Seriously… at least by me dinner first.”

Castiel chuckled, coving up the laps of character with a small clear of his throat. The woman stepped forward, mimicking her husband’s movement of raising her hand and swirling it in the open air. “I don’t feel anything.” She replied with a shake of her head.

“It’s gone now. Man, that was weird.”

“You’re weird.” The ghost snarked back, looking even more sullen than he had moments ago, his arms coming to cross his chest as he pouted at the couple. ‘Ghost can pout?’

“Would you like to see the last room?” Castiel asked arm outstretched towards the open door indicating their departure. The couple smiled at him and headed out back onto the landing with Castiel close behind. One hand on the golden doorknob with all the intention to pull the door closed behind him; “Oh sweet blue-eyes, I hate watching you go. But man, do I love to watch you leave.” The ghost whistled appreciatively. “Damn… You could bounce a quarter off that thing.”

Feeling the hairs on the pack of his neck rise once again and a shameful pair of eyes on his behind, Castiel turned quickly to face the perpetrator. Eyebrow raised, one hand still on the door handle. “I can hear you.”

The apparition yelped. He stumbled backwards into the room like he had lost his footing, lower legs clipped through the bed and clutching a hand to his chest like he had legitimately been startled. Mouth agape and bright green eyes wide staring straight back at him looking, dare he say, terrified. With a blink of an eye, the apparition flickered and vanished out of sight.

Castiel didn’t even think it was possible to ‘spook’ a ghost. But he guessed there was a first time for everything.

POSTING BETWEEN APRIL 23rd AND MAY 6th, 2023!  

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Who's ready to meet their 2024 Pinefest partners?

Art claims for the eighth annual Dean/Cas Pinefest have officially ended! 34 fics were claimed by 23 artists. Dean and Cas are going to be having big pine-filled feelings for so many pages, you guys.

Posting season will commence on pi(e) day, March 14th, with the posting schedule made available to participants on December 17th. Email introductions will be sent out to each team today -- please bear with us, as this is always a fiddly process.

In the meantime, you can venture under the cut for a full list of this year’s teams. Feel free to reach out to one another right away if you like -- or you can wait to receive the email.

FIC001 | Author: FriendofCarlotta Artist: Aggiedoll

FIC002 | Author: andimeantittosting Artist: Jayjayverse

FIC003 | Author: butterflyslinky Artist: CoyDahlia

FIC004 | Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm Artist: P3ngu

FIC005 | Author: SamandDean76 Artist: xfancyfranart

FIC006 | Author: golby moon Artist: TwinOne

FIC007 | Author: one_more_offbeat_anthem Artist: Plumee

FIC008 | Author: Arlington Artist: sidewinder

FIC009 | Author: GhoulsnHalos Artist: king-of-moose

FIC010 | Author: LoversAntiquities Artist: Jollyrolls

FIC011 | Author: achwieloustig Artist: Jollyrolls

FIC012 | Author: ixia_ixora Artist: Aggiedoll

FIC013 | Author: casblackfeathers Artist: king-of-moose

FIC014 | Author: tea_or_die Artist: hexentaenzerin

FIC015 | Author: Hectatess Artist: ReverieOfForgotten

FIC016 | Author: mittensmorgul Artist: seidenapfel

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FIC018 | Author: allthismusic Artist: eggchef

FIC019 | Author: Salamitsunami1 Artist: dolgoyangi

FIC020 | Author: s7jacket Artist: golby moon

FIC021 | Author: melancholictearz Artist: kireadraws

FIC022 | Author: seidenapfel Artist: Kit Shay

FIC023 | Author: Rex_Writes Artist: Kit Shay

FIC024 | Author: thisisapaige Artist: ReverieOfForgotten

FIC025 | Author: TwinOne Artist: Kit Shay

FIC026 | Author: casloveshisfreckles Artist: Kit Shay

FIC027 | Author: Baileys Artist: sidewinder

FIC028 | Author: sidewinder Artist: caught-a-dragonfly

FIC029 | Author: dothraki_shieldmaiden Artist: NeverSleepUntilFive

FIC030 | Author: kilvmaim Artist: Purgatory-jar

FIC031 | Author: MrBotanyB Artist: BasketcaseBetty

FIC032 | Author: MBQ Artist: girlinthemirrorbluenight

FIC033 | Author: Tossukka Artist: girlinthemirrorbluenight

FIC034 | Author: Fanboi214 Artist: hexentaenzerin

FIC035 | Author: wylf_storm Artist: TwinOne

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Title: Under Lock & Key

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm

Artist: szlez

Primary Ship: Dean Winchester / Castiel

Other Ships: N/A

Length: 10176

Warnings: N/A

Tags: Canon Divergent, Handcuffs, Restraints, Established Castiel/Dean Winchester, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Porn Without Plot, Fluff and Smut, Sex in the Men of Letters Bunker (Supernatural), Oral Sex, Bondage.

Posting Date: September 15, 2023

Summary:

He thought he was a damn genius when the inspiration struck him, noticing the glint of metal while rearranging Baby’s weapon arsenal. But now, with every step he took walking from the garage, the doubt started to seep in.

The sex was a fairly new dynamic to their relationship but now Dean had gotten a taste, he was hooked. There was however just one tiny little problem, Castiel’s grace surges. It did wonders for his ego, knowing that every time they had sex Cas’s grace would become so powerful that it would blow the bunkers' power. But after one too many “electrical mishaps,” his angelic boyfriend had taken a vow of chastity, not wanting to risk damage to the bunker's electrics or anywhere else for that matter.

It's not that Cas wasn’t offering Dean enjoyment, but it’s just so much better when there are two at play. He needed to try something, anything to get Cas out of that damn trenchcoat and into his bed again, and hopefully, the Enochian handcuffs that sat heavily in his back pocket might be the solution to all their problems. (That's if Cas would be on board with the idea.)

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Title: Under Lock & Key

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm

Artist: szlez

Primary Ship: Dean Winchester / Castiel

Other Ships: N/A

Length: 10176

Warnings: N/A

Tags: Canon Divergent, Handcuffs, Restraints, Established Castiel/Dean Winchester, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Porn Without Plot, Fluff and Smut, Sex in the Men of Letters Bunker (Supernatural), Oral Sex, Bondage.

Posting Date: September 15, 2023

Summary:

He thought he was a damn genius when the inspiration struck him, noticing the glint of metal while rearranging Baby’s weapon arsenal. But now, with every step he took walking from the garage, the doubt started to seep in.

The sex was a fairly new dynamic to their relationship but now Dean had gotten a taste, he was hooked. There was however just one tiny little problem, Castiel’s grace surges. It did wonders for his ego, knowing that every time they had sex Cas’s grace would become so powerful that it would blow the bunkers' power. But after one too many “electrical mishaps,” his angelic boyfriend had taken a vow of chastity, not wanting to risk damage to the bunker's electrics or anywhere else for that matter.

It's not that Cas wasn’t offering Dean enjoyment, but it’s just so much better when there are two at play. He needed to try something, anything to get Cas out of that damn trenchcoat and into his bed again, and hopefully, the Enochian handcuffs that sat heavily in his back pocket might be the solution to all their problems. (That's if Cas would be on board with the idea.)

Excerpt:

Castiel removed another jar from the shelf as Dean continued to cling on, those cuffs sat even heavier in his pocket as he spoke. “What if I figured out a way that we could both have some fun and not cause a small-town blackout.” Cas continued to sort through the jars in front of him, the glass containers clinking together rhythmically trying to locate one towards the back. “I’m listening,” he answered more to the shelf. Dean let his arms slip from his waist as his hand reached into his back pocket and had them pull free with ease. Collecting both cuffs restraints in a clenched fist he trailed his arm over Cas’s shoulder to hold them in front of his face, releasing one of the cuffs and letting it dangle freely. Cas’s hands paused their search, eyes focused on the metal. “Are those…” “Enochian handcuffs. Found’em in the trunk.” Cas placed the clipboard on top of the jars in front of him and took the restraints from Dean’s hand, almost cautiously. “This way your powers would be subdued and in theory no more town outages.” “You want to restrain me?” there was a carefulness to his tone that gave Dean a small shroud of doubt. He took a step back from him giving them both breathing room once more. “Well… I was thinkin’… y’know what you did to me the other night, with your tie. I thought we could do that again, but, swap sides— That’s if… if you want…” his hand reached up to scratch at his neck, eyes dipping to the floor as Castiel turned to face him. “Or... or not, it-it was just an idea—” “If I wear these it would suppress the grace surge.” He glanced up through his lashes to see Castiel examining the cuffs in his hands, turning them over for a full inspection. He wasn’t saying no…

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Title: Dean Winchester and the Belly Button Piercing

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm

Artist: Callion

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Dean Winchester / Castiel Sam Winchester / Eileen Leahy Dean Winchester / Female OC

Length: 21000

Warnings: N/A

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Pericings, Dean Winchester has his Belly Button Pierced (and Sammy doesn't know), Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss, Porn with Plot, Openly Bisexual Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester is a tease, Castiel doesn't understand flirting, Idiots in Love.

Posting Date: October 31, 2023

Summary: Dean Winchester was 23 when he got his belly button pierced.  It was during a time in his life when everything felt like it was in turmoil (long before he even really knew what his life being in turmoil truly meant). He never intended to go out and get any piercings —his father would have never allowed it. And for 20-something years it had been his best-kept secret… that was until one faithful night when a hunt went wrong and his best friend had to swoop in and help patch him up catching an eye full of his elusive secret.  Castiel infatuation with his best friend took a dangerous turn that night (not that he wasn’t already treading treacherous waters with his feelings toward the man). He had already known that Dean had a piercing but he had no idea it was still functional, and equally had no idea that a piece of jewellery, Dean’s own slice of quiet rebellion, would have such a profound effect on him. The now Castiel can’t help but want and with his fading grace is doing very little in hiding his… indiscretions, the idea of it slowly drove him insane. And what makes it worse… Castiel is certain Dean is doing it on purpose. 

Excerpt: Castiel’s stare lingered on his navel, wide cartoonish eyes that glinted in the moonlight making the blue in them all that more striking. The shadow of his Adam’s apple bobbed with a swallow as his plush —but chapped— lips parted in a silent gasp. A look that had all the heat in his body fly straight to his face. He wouldn’t have admitted it at the time, not till many many years later when other eyes lay upon the small metal bar that he enjoyed the attention it got. Cassie, Lisa, and his plethora of one-night stands all seemed to get a kick out of it. Hell, even that night when Trey first laid eyes on it and stirred something deep in Dean that took him years of uncovering his own identity to really appreciate. But they were all blown out of the water by the way Cas’s stare lingered on him. An idea that less than a year ago would have terrified him, but now; Dean liked it. Welcomed it. Another one of Dean Winchester's greatest ‘best-kept secrets’ was the fact he had been crushing hard on his best friend for years, and in all that time he had never once seen that look on his face. Something that sat awkwardly between shock and awe, and maybe (Dean secretly hoped) something a little more. Impossible he’s certain of it, Cas has never said or suggested anything that would make Dean think otherwise, other than his weird thing with Meg and that damn reaper, he’s fairly certain Cas would never be interested in anything of the sort, especially not with him. Plus, Dean wasn’t going to be the one to screw up the best thing that ever happened to him over sex. The idea of that alone sent a low fire deep in his gut, a warmth that spread through his entire body and was more than likely making home in his cheeks with a deep blush. It was just a crush, really was no big deal. But if the guy keeps looking at him like that, it just might become one. “Dean? Cas?” Sam’s voice echoed around the vast space, starling Dean out of his fixation and autopiloting his response; “We're over here!” He shoved his shirt down his body hiding away his piercing and swiped up his machete that lay idle on the floor beside him. “Not a word about this to Sam. Okay?” he added with a sharp whisper as Castiel seemed to shake out of whatever trance he had been in. Blinking owlishly before nodding silently and rising to stand alongside Dean.

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Dangerous Temptations

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm

Artist: corvu

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Castiel / Dean Winchester

Length: 101143

Warnings: N/A

Tags: Canon Divergence, Curses, Mutual Pining, Wing Kink, Dream Sharing, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Dean Winchester's Bisexual PanicTM

Summary: “The fuck is that?” Dean grabbed his wrist before fingers could make contact with his forehead. The gold talisman swings wildly with the sudden and fierce motion from Castiel’s clutched fist. Dean’s posture slumped in discontent as green eyes met his stare. “Damnit, Cas.” -------- When a childhood fairy tale comes to life, Team Free Will 2.0 is left with the challenge of finding and destroying an enchanted talisman known as the ‘Crown of Luck’. A mystical medallion so powerful that it is said to grant the wearers' most deep-seated desire. But the boys know all too well from past experience how detrimental that can be. However, Castiel is oblivious to its true power, (even if it managed to fully reconstruct his wings) he already knows the one thing his heart truly desires is something he can never have. Dean thinks he’s going crazy, he’s always had a little crush on his best friend, a ‘look but don’t touch’ kind of thing. But with his head giving him ideas, dreams shared with his favourite angel (and with him flaunting those damn wings all the time!) it’s making his little infatuation harder to ignore.

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Title: Dangerous Temptation

Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm

Artist: corvu

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Dean Winchester / Castiel

Length: 90000

Warnings: undefined

Tags: Canon Compliant / Wing Kink / Castiels Wings / Hex and Curses / Dream Walking / Fluff and Smut /

Posting Date: November 4, 2022

Summary: “The fuck is that?” Dean grabbed his wrist before fingers could make contact with his forehead. The gold talisman swings wildly with the sudden and fierce motion from Castiel’s clutched fist. Dean’s posture slumped in discontent as green eyes met his stare. “Damnit, Cas.” -------- When a childhood fairy tale comes to life, Team Free Will 2.0 is left with the challenge of finding and destroying an enchanted talisman known as the ‘Crown of Luck’. A mystical medallion so powerful that it is said to grant the wearers' most deep-seated desire. But the boys know all too well from past experience how detrimental that can be. However, Castiel is oblivious to its true power, (even if it managed to fully reconstruct his wings) he already knows the one thing his heart truly desires is something he can never have.  Dean thinks he’s going crazy, he’s always had a little crush on his best friend, a ‘look but don’t touch’ kind of thing. But with his head giving him ideas, dreams shared with his favourite angel (and with him flaunting those damn wings all the time!) it’s making his little infatuation harder to ignore.

Excerpt: He felt the rush of cooling energy as his grace flared up through him. Could see the glow from his stare reflected in the black obsidian of her eyes.  “Ah-ah.” She smirked, “You won’t use your angel powers on me, handsome.” At her words, his grace subsided, his throat feeling tight. He felt weakened, like his grace had completely drained away, like he was human.  “And you, stay there!” Her head craned over her shoulder, hand flicking up pointing at Dean. He was back on his feet reaching for Castiel's blade, but the invisible force had him sailing back across the room once again, pinning him to the bookshelf. He watched his struggle, wrestling against an unseen strength as it pinned him in place.  Her attention turned back to him with a sinister smirk. Castiel gasped for air as the hand tightened further. His hands and legs scrabbled to get purchase on something, anything, as he was lifted cleanly off his feet. “H-how?” She leaned in closer to whisper in his ear, with a sweetness that clashed horribly with the smell of rotten eggs that permeated her skin. “It’s a family secret.”  His hand continued to scrabble, grabbing her arms as hands curled tighter around his neck, suffocating the life from him, his vision blurring at the edges. In a brief flash of inspiration, Castiel reached for the necklace giving it a sharp, and what he hoped, painful pull. The neckless came free in his hand.  He fell to the floor, unstable on his feet as the Demon screamed. But before she could lay another hand on him, the silvered tip of his angle blade protruded through her chest.  Her face caught in the perpetual expression of a silent scream as the golden essence of demon flashed and sparked under her skin, making it almost translucent. Eyes glowing brightly and mouth agape, filling the room with a muted golden glow as her life flickered out of existence.  At the same time, Dean pulled the blade from the demon's back, the door to the room burst open with Sam stumbling through shoulder first with Jack not too far behind.  “Sorry Sam. You missed all the fun,” Dean announced shoving the body to the side as it hit the floor with a thud. Blood pooled from his nose running down towards his lip. With a loud sniff, he wiped the blood away with the back of his hand. “Your hurt” Castiel observed, stepping forward and raising his hand with every intent to heal his injury. “I’m ok. Book just smashed me in the fa- the fuck is that?” Dean grabbed his wrist before fingers could remake contact with his forehead. The gold talisman swung wildly with the sudden and fierce motion from Castiel’s clutched fist. Dean’s posture slumped in discontent as green eyes met his stare. “Damnit, Cas.”

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