7 Works by phoenix_ascended in Supernatural (TV 2005)
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The Devil & The Chariot by n_nami, phoenix_ascended
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Lucifer (TV)
01 Mar 2023
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Dean is a mechanic working out his 10-year contract for his asshole boss, Crowley. He's pretty much given up on meeting his soulmate, despite the clear handprint on his shoulder, which tells him he definitely has one, out there somewhere.
Castiel runs a youth center for wayward kids in the neighbourhood. Just your standard misfits — or are they?
There's a world in Lebanon, Kansas that Dean doesn't know exists yet, but he's in for a hell of a ride.
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Castiel’s life is pretty uneventful — he has his cabin in the woods, he has his bee hives, and he has a massive crush on the delivery guy from the local beekeeper’s supply shop, Dean. He never quite found the courage to tell the gorgeous guy about his feelings, until one day, an encounter with magical pollen takes the decision out of his hands. Aroused beyond belief, he’s tormented by what he wants but can’t have. Luckily, when Dean arrives, he offers to help Castiel out.
It seems like there’s a simple answer to their dilemma. But suddenly, Castiel finds himself somewhere else, sometime else entirely — naked, covered in bees, on top of a car with a different Dean staring at him. Because nothing is as it seems.
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Don't worry, be happy by n_nami, phoenix_ascended
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), True Blood (TV), Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV)
05 Aug 2022
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“Are you alone?” Eric asks him.
“Yes,” Dean says.
“Well, aren't you foolish,” Eric responds. He licks his lips and leans forward, sinks his teeth into Dean’s neck.
“Stop!” The new voice belongs to another tall vampire and as Eric lets go of Dean to turn and look at him, Dean slumps to the ground, cradling his injured arm.
“Who the hell are you?” Eric asks.
“Name’s Angel,” says the dark-haired vampire. “Let him go.”
Eric laughs and chills go down Dean’s spine. “Why on earth would I want to do that?”
“I mean, fair, you don’t know me. But I’m being polite here. Normally, I start hitting people hard in the face, see where it takes me.”
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Dean does not have an issue with the fact that his… whatever Cas is… usually occupies the shape of a hot six-foot dude with eyes the color of sapphires and lips that turned out to be softer than he expected. No, the thing that really blows his mind is the fact that Cas is actually unfathomable, as tall as the Chrysler building, a creature with a thousand eyes and god knows what in the appendages-for-fucking department.
So Dean had asked. And Cas had obliged. And they’d discovered a few other things that Dean hadn’t expected. Like the whole angelic-grace-as-lube thing and the fact that angelic jizz is, to put it mildly, an aphrodisiac.
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After everything settles down, Dean and Cas enjoy a night out — and run straight into an opportunity to indulge in Dean's tentacle kink.
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- Part 2 of MotU 'verse
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“I still don’t know how to say it back,” Dean admits. “Never been particularly good with words. Don’t think I ever said those particular words to anyone. But I need you to know. Me too. I mean. I feel that, too. What you said.”
[How the end of Supernatural should have gone…Canon up to mid-way through s15e19.]
Chapter 1: Love by any other name
Chapter 2: Tell me there's still pie post-Apocalypse
Chapter 3: In which Dean and Cas follow up a case in which the girl in question is no ordinary girl — in more ways than one.
Chapter 4: Conversations around a magazine (kiss! kiss!)
Chapter 5: In which there is an unexpected wedding and the bunker needs new lightbulbs
Chapter 6: Wings and grace and therapy, oh my! It all comes together. -
Not as a fugitive, blindly or bitterly by phoenix_ascended for bendingsignpost
Fandoms: Supernatural
19 Jul 2020
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Sam steps into the apartment, blood thrumming through his veins. He’s been anticipating this moment all day, talking himself into it, building himself up to it. He wants… fuck, he can’t even quite admit to himself what it is he wants.
“Stomping through my front door…” drawls Lucifer. “Tad suicidal, don’t you think?” Sam meets his gaze — he’s right, he’s right. They’ve been dancing around whatever this is for months. But this — man, this — angel of a man, fallen though he may be is just — magnetic, and Sam can’t help himself.