A Few Recs
Read: Lie to Me - Castiel/Balthazar, NC-17, short
Why: Castiel is beautiful when wielding destruction, more beautiful than Lucifer ever was, because Lucifer's intentions were pure and Castiel's intentions are worse, they're noble.
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"I love you," Balthazar says, lips damp with the sweat of Castiel's skin, because he doesn't want to say it when he dies in Castiel's arms, doesn't want it to go unsaid if he is struck down before he has the chance. He doesn't know if Castiel hears it. He doesn't know if Castiel believes it.
Read: Untitled - Sam/Cas/Dean, NC-17, short
Why: Uh... It's Sam/Cas/Dean :p And a sex curse.
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It’s different for Dean. He can’t be calm when Castiel’s down, can’t swallow down his emotions and just focus on getting him better. So it’s a relief to have Sam here, giving instructions, gentle but firm.
Read: The Hardest Word, Sam + Dean, Gen
Why: ‘Hey, Sam.’ Dean twisted against the headstone to face his brother, shoulder against cool marble. ‘We’re blood, man. Dad. You. Me. We’d have all three of us gone down swinging before it came to that. And it’s still you go, I go. All the way. You know that.’
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I’m sorry Stanford wasn’t far enough away for you to push him - you had to give him that final shove clean out the door of this family on your way through. And now I’ve always gotta have one hand balled up in the back of his shirt, trying to keep him on the ice, keep what’s left of this family from slipping off the edge.
Read: Side Effect - Sam/Gabe + Dean/Cas, PG-13, wings
Read: Various Sam/Cas mini!fics - Includes not-quite-mpreg :p
Read: Boundaries and Lack Thereof - Cas/Crowley + Cas/Dean + Dean/Cas/Crowley, NC-17
Why: "Was it worth the wait?" Crowley asked instead, quiet more because Dean's whining would be tiring than out of sympathy with the human's need for sleep.
"Yes," Castiel replied, the faintest hint of a smile warming his lips. "But I wasn't waiting."
"You knew he'd give in eventually."
"No," Castiel said, stroking down Dean's arm with the same curious but not quite tender motions he'd used on Dean's hair. "I thought I knew he wouldn't."
Read: Forever Ago We Made a Record - Chuck/Bryce, NC-17
Why: It was the most embarrassing part of the entire tape. Even more than the tan lines and silly faces and accidental bruises, it was the fact that he’d spent the entire time staring at Chuck like Moses at the burning bush. In disbelief. In awe. In love.
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For eight minutes Bryce in real life ignored the Berlin skyline and the unfamiliar room and the gun on the bedside table and the fake passport in his briefcase and the job he'd been sent to do, for eight minutes he pretended that Chuck still wanted to smile at him and whisper to him and fuck him until he cried and keened and wrapped his body around every inch of Chuck that he could reach, for eight minutes Bryce pretended it was 1999 and all of the lies he'd told Chuck were ones for which he could be forgiven.