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The guy who dropped Dean off in the morning was in his late fifties, a mop of curly black hair and a boxy canvas jacket. Sam followed Dean through the motel room as he kicked off his boots and shucked his jacket.
“Since… Dad. You’ve been—”
“What, Sam? Since when do you give a shit about this stuff? I don’t go around holding up scorecards for all the chicks you’re not banging, you fuckin’ monk, you’d think the least you could do is—”
“He looked like him, dude.”
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05 Jul 2026
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“Me and you,” Dean blurts out. “We’re— we… ”
When Dean doesn’t finish the question, Cas gives him a long, level look, and then he says, “Not in a while.”
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23 May 2026
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WARNING: PLEASE READ THIS FIRST
This is an EXTREMELY graphic fic so please read all of the tags and know that they are all there for a reason. Content including and not limited to: extreme depictions of violence, underage sex/drugs/alcohol, vivid descriptions of anxiety disorders/nightmares/panic attacks, torture, depictions of sexual/physical/emotional abuse and neglect, Sexual assault: Father-son non consensual, Incest: Brother-brother consensual...
Please please please read the tags and know that they are NOT just there for fun. This is a very very dark piece.
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Sometimes when John came back from a hunt and was becoming reunited with whatever hotel room or flat they had rented for the time being, he still had a lot of adrenaline left and wasn't ready to settle. When nothing else worked, when he couldn’t get the energy spike out of his system, sometimes he took it out on Dean. It was just something that started happening. John couldn’t remember exactly when and he didn’t really care.
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17 May 2026
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“Do you trust me, Dean?”
“You know I do,” Dean answered, his voice carrying resignation and sadness. He knew Cas was right. This was the only way if he wanted to help save his brother. He had to do it, even though everything in him wanted to fight it. But he trusted Cas with his life. And now he was going to show him just how deep that trust ran.
Dean fell to his knees in front of the angel, bowing his head forward as he was fitted with the extraordinarily heavy collar. Castiel’s fingers caressed his skin when he closed the clasp of the sign of slavery; the symbol that gave Dean’s life over to the angel’s mercy. Dean suppressed the urge to close his eyes.
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We know good people go to Heaven and bad people go to Hell, but where do the medium people go? Welcome to Limbo, a fourth plane of existence, ruled by angels and built upon the servitude of the humans enslaved to them.
While on a routine salt n’ burn, the Winchester boys encounter a garrison of angels. Sam ends up being taken to Limbo; leaving it up to his brother, Dean, and the angel, Castiel to infiltrate the plane in order to rescue him.
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- Part 1 of Broken Reflections Series
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06 May 2026
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“Now now, Charlotte, I do want to hear out what they have for stipulations. Surely you didn’t come to me with such weak words. Let me see what you have so far, in writing, if you would. I’m not Vox. I’ll be making my deals with my fellow Overlords in writing, thank you.”
Velvette rolled her eyes, but with a wave of her hand and a flash of purple magic, a contract was put in front of him. All the inhabitants of the hotel, thoughtless of his personal space, crowded around to read over his shoulder.
He felt his eye twitch as he quoted aloud, “Must act with sexual enthusiasm for a total of seventy-two hours, all of which will be filmed unhindered by magical interference, and, as the VeeTech sees fit, may be distributed as pornographic materials. I assume that this is the moth’s disgusting work?”
She raised an eyebrow. “Both of them, actually. I believe Vox wants to immortalize this moment. He seems to think you’ll say no anyway. I think what we are offering is more than fair, especially to get back Angel Dust.”
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No one knows this, but Alastor was willing to sleep his way to the top in life. Really, he and Angel Dust weren't all THAT different.
Feat: Al and Vox fucking, Al and Angel bondingSeries
- Part 1 of Sex Work is Real Work!
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21 Dec 2025