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[fic] astolat: Road to Shambala


Title: Road to Shambala
Writer: astolat
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]none
Length: 6,095~
Summary: The Yellow-Eyed Demon is gone, Sam still has visions, and a 'good' witch is calling them down to Louisiana for a case. Once there, Sam drags Dean off to New Orleans for a much needed break and to get things out in the open between them.
Reccer's notes: Another one of my favourite writers of Sam/Dean. She can do it all so deftly – humour, angst, scorching sex, believable banter, and pitch perfect character portrayals. This combines all of the above in a wonderful case-and-vacation fic
[Short excerpt]

They bedded down on the two big velvet couches slowly dying in Martinique's living room, kitty-corner to one another. She gave them pillows and blankets and left a charm-candle on the coffee table to keep off the ghosts, then turned off the lights and went upstairs. One of the cats that wandered in and out of the house jumped onto Dean's back as soon as he'd gotten settled down just right, and refused to get no matter how he tried to twitch it off.

"Fuck it," he said, giving up, and let his head thump back down. The cat purred victoriously.

He was drifting off to the sounds of the old creaky house when out of the dark, Sam said softly, "Dean, I'm not going anywhere."

And there it was again, that was his goddamn cue to say It's okay. You don't have to stay. Dean kept his mouth shut and pretended to be sleeping.


[Fic] Dayadhvam: and we will possess

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Title: and we will possess
Writer: [ profile] Dayadhvam
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Amelia Novak, Claire Novak, Castiel
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]loss of faith, aftermath of posession
Length: 5k
Summary: Amelia stopped praying, among other things.

Reccer's notes: I don't believe I've ever before read a fic about Amelia Novak picking up the pieces, but this is a lovely one. She is angry and bitter and scared and just trying to make do. There's some gorgeous language in here, too.

[Short excerpt]In her daughter’s eyes the innocence had been stripped bare to gleaming white bone, picked clean by demons and baked hard by the scathing glory of heaven.

[Fic] JayneL: Epilogue


Title: Epilogue
Writer: Jayne L
Status of work: Complete
Characters and/or pairings: Cas/Dean/Castiel, Sam, Bobby, Lucifer
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents:[Click to read]major character death, End!verse, drug and alcohol abuse, non-explicit torture, threesome--if that's a warning
Length: 27,724 words
Summary: Bobby is here, swearing somewhere above and behind him; and Dean is here, talking about 2014 like it's a foreign country; and Sam is here, and is not Lucifer. Which means--
Cas is no longer when he was. Lucifer sent him back.

Coda to 'The End'.

Reccer's notes: This is a totally gorgeous piece of writing.  Cas's inner monologue is brutally, fatally self-aware, and also quite blind about some very important things.  Castiel's response to his older self is perfect.  All the characterizations are great.  There's sex, and it's scorching hot, but that's not the really important part; what matters is how Dean has shaped Cas without even realizing it.  And the end, while bittersweet, is the only possible end.

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Dean's presence has much the same effect. Cas wakes to it; he basks in it. This is Dean as he was, Dean from before, in his own here-and-now, and so much better for it. At Chitaqua, this Dean's pre-war soul had been so out of context that Cas could barely look at him, despite wanting to very much. He stares now, greedily.

Dean blinks, taken aback by either the level of detail in his answer or his naked gaze, Cas isn't sure which. Both possibilities make him grin, even as Dean schools his expression and squares himself up. "You know when you are?"

"I suspect it's 2009." His gaze flickers down Dean's throat, and finds a conspicuous lack of amulet. "Late summer, at the earliest."

"You know how you got here?"

That punctures him. After everything Dean did to get his shot on the devil, Cas must now admit to having benefitted--presumably--from Dean's failure. His skin prickles with shame, which is ridiculous. This isn't even that Dean. Yet. "Yes."

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[Fic] candle_beck: Last Day on Earth


Title: Last Day on Earth
Writer: candle_beck
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]not a death fic
Length: 13,054~
Summary: The boys believe Sam has a day left on earth after an attack by a creature whose venom shows no symptoms until you drop dead, and for which there is no known cure. Just how would Dean and Sam handle that? Where would they go? What would they do?
Reccer's notes: In the hands of the great candle_beck this is an amazing white-knuckle ride. She writes them so true to canon it hurts – in a totally good way. It’s the Sam/Dean version of that 24-hour-to-live hurt/comfort episode we are all due before the show ends. The POV is Dean’s, and he is especially raw and achingly Dean-like in how he handles – or doesn’t handle – the situation. You truly feel his desperation and panic build as the clock ticks. It could easily have been a cliched first-time story, but it’s simply not. It’s intense, powerful, and still manages unexpected moments of levity, especially from Sam. And the ending will have you holding your breath, word by word...

[Short excerpt] "Goddamn it." Five miles from the county line and they should really put states behind them, what with the damage they did to the college, what with Sam being repeatedly thrown into walls and all. Fuck it, these sleepy backwoods cops aren't gonna be able to get their shit together for at least twelve hours and Dean needs to get Sam stripped to the skin and cleaned, clean. Topical exposure to tsukiji poison can get bad if it's left to sit, and if it gets in his blood, if he's cut--it's a day, a day tops.

Dean isn't thinking about it. He rolls his window down with uneven yanks, flails his arm around over the seat to get at Sam's window crank too, and the rain lashes in. It patters all across the leather, flesh-like sounds that have Dean wincing because his car, but okay, he's got his priorities mostly in order.

[Fic] pennydreadful: On the Eve of Destruction, With this Righteous Man


Title: On the Eve of Destruction, With this Righteous Man
Writer: pennydreadful
Status of work: Complete
Characters and/or pairings: Dean/Cas
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents:[Click to read]None
Length: 6,973 words
Summary: The world is ending again and Cas is still a virgin. Time for some de-hymenating.

Reccer's notes: Plot, canonical angst, intensely in-character everyone, and scorching hot sex--what's not to like? Also, Cas trying to figure out how this human sexuality thing works, Dean not talking about his feelings, and some really, really great visuals.  It's not perfect--the author has fallen victim to the odd delusion that Castiel never uses contractions.  But that's really the worst thing I can find to say about it.  Read it, you'll like it.

[Short excerpt]"The last time the world was ending," Cas said, "you were so insistent I must not die a virgin you attempted to orchestrate fornication between a woman of ill repute and myself."

Dean smirked, closed his eyes, and nuzzled into the pillow. "Yeah, that sounds like me."

"Do you not recall?"

"I do. It was just a…never mind." He opened his eyes. "Was that the question?"

"I am still a virgin."

"That sucks. I don't think we have time to visit another den of iniquity, though. Nevada is kind of in the opposite direction from where we're going."
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[fic] Maygra: Hemingway Never Slept Here


Title: Hemingway Never Slept Here
Writer: Maygra of maygra_fic
Alternate links: at Maygra’s SPN Fiction
Status of work: Complete
Characters and/or pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: Mature
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]None
Length: 3,838
Summary: Dean and Sam hole up by the sea in North Carolina for a while so Sam can switch his dolphin brain off and Dean can steal all the pillows..
Reccer's notes: A classic from the early days of fandom from one of the best writers there ever was in Supernatural. This is part 4 of her “Open Road” series, but does stand alone. All you need to know is that Sam sees spirits or ‘shades’ and needs a break every once in a while. This has quietly protective Dean, and such a sense of setting that you can almost taste the salt in the air, feel the night breeze, and see the turtles Dean tries to use to get Sam to stay longer. Maygra’s style sweeps you in instantly. There is a kind of throwaway poetry to it; never pretentious, always vivid, and her Sam and Dean never sound anything less than perfectly canon to me.
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He wasn't used to sex being this quiet or intense, but he wasn't surprised. Sam took everything too seriously; it made those rare bursts of shining joy almost too much for Dean to stand, even though he craved them the way he craved Sam's hands on him.

Serious was the wrong word though -- because Sam laughed easily in bed, said ridiculous things just to watch Dean blush or squirm, viciously used his long reach and longer memory to seek out every ticklish and weak spot Dean had ever failed to protect. There were a couple of pillows they were going to end up paying for and possibly one of the lounge chairs on the patio. Dean thought they ought to get a break on that -- everything was rusted from exposure to the salt air.


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Title: Art for "Where the Drifts Get Deeper"
Artist: artmetica
Characters and/or pairings: Dean and Cas, being couple-y
Rating: SFW
Warnings, kinks & contents:  None
Medium: digital
Short description: Dean and Cas, sitting together laughing while Dean hands over a newsprint-wrapped present.

Reccer's notes: I kind of love artmetica's stuff because her likenesses are great, and this is no exception. Aside from being technically gorgeous, the whole picture radiates warmth, affection and humor--and I'm no fan of fluff, so that should tell you something!