I wish I was a good enough person to say that I would be updating this site regularly, that I had gone through a slight slump, but now I will be making a concerted effort to be better about it.

Truth is, I am lazy, I find this format tedious, and I just cannot make myself get over here as often as I should.

However my AO3 and Fanfiction.net ( Read more... )

Title: Leave My Body
Length: ~1100 words
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Unbeta'd- cuz I have had crazy midterms and can't be bothered. :P Sorry.
Summary: “Dean, I have to go away and you can’t follow me. You can’t look for me, you can’t hope that I’ll come back, and you can’t ask me why.”
A/N: Erm.... I really don't know what to say about this. :P Haha, ( Read more... )

Title:The Way an Apostate Loves Song 
Length: ~1200 words
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Un-beta'd- insert snarky comment here, smoking kink 
Summary: His name is Dean Winchester and he is wild, and dangerous, and free, and everything that you are not... You whisper his name like a curse, like a sin when you touch yourself late at night and let it spur you on ( Read more... )

( It started with a simple pair of silk panties. )

Title: Not Looking Back
Length:~850 words
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Light violence and dub-con
Summary: Castiel has always been wary of his questionable neighbor, but what happens when he lets Dean in?
A/N: This was written for sundance_kid_67 and really should have been finished quite a long time ago, but I've been having some issues lately and so it took forever. ( Read more... )

Title: You Would to Tell Him
Length: ~1800 words
Rating: PG-13 ish
Warnings: Slash, lil' bit of violence, angst, Unbeta'd (is it ever? :P)
Summary: Three time Cas' wanted to tell Dean he loved him, and one time he didn't have to.
A/N: This was written for thedeadonarrival over at DA. She was the very first person to put me on her watch, and has been ( Read more... )

( There is more treasure in books than in all the pirate's loot on Treasure Island. )

Cas was the youngest son of four to a notable watch maker and as such had always been afforded the luxury of attending school long past the age that most merchant’s children continued their studies. Always having one of the older boys in the shop to help his father had rendered him a bit superfluous to the family business and so he had been left to ( Read more... )

Dean cards his fingers through Cas’ thick, dark hair absentmindedly as he watches the other man try and make different shapes with the smoke billowing out from between his lips. The musty, overly sweet smell of it stains the crisp night air and Dean is secretly thankful his Austin Healey has no roof to trap the odor. He turns up the collar of his ( Read more... )