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Our Lady of Modesty

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Title: Our Lady of Modesty

Author: @unforth-ninawaters - AO3

Artist: @diminuel - AO3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Tumblr]

Rating: E

Archive Warnings: none

Major Tags: Alternate Universe – Modern; Alternate Universe – Magical Realism, Jimmy and Castiel are twins, Incest, Twincest, Past Major Character Death, Implied Past Wincest, Creature Dean, Top Dean, Bottom Jimmy, Bottom Castiel, Virgin Castiel, Internalized Homophobia, Pining, Nature, Nature Magic, Writer Jimmy, Artist Castiel, Mystery, Language of Flowers, PoV Castiel

Pairings: Jimmy/Castiel; Dean/Castiel/Jimmy

Summary: The death of Jimmy and Castiel Shurley’s parents grants them a modest inheritance and, more importantly, freedom to make their own choices. After hunting for the perfect house, they find what they’re looking for in an old farmhouse in the mountains of upstate New York: nice neighbors not too close, the beauty of nature surrounding them, and solitude, save for each other. The isolation is both a blessing and a curse; Castiel has pined for his brother since puberty, but incest is forbidden and homosexuality is taboo, and he knows if he speaks about his feelings he’ll lose his brother as a best friend and destroy their careers as children’s book authors as well. Fortunately, Castiel finds a new friend in Dean, the strange man who hangs around their property. Sure, it’s a weird, especially since Dean refuses to enter the house or even meet Jimmy, but Dean is gregarious, beautiful, kind, and brilliantly knowledgeable about the natural wonders surrounding them. Castiel isn’t the best at assessing people but he’s absolutely sure there’s no harm in Dean…

Teaser:

“Willows are junk trees,” the inspector explained. “Their root systems are shallow and spread wide. They grow damn fast, too. One this old? There are roots all over your yard. It’s only a matter of time before they get into your well water – if they haven’t already – and they can even burst a septic tank depending on how they grow. They’re short lived, too. You’re thinking that ‘cause this one is so big, it must be old, but I’d be surprised if it’s stood here more than 20 years. As if that weren’t enough, the branches are weak. In a bad storm, if you’re lucky you’ll only lose some of them; if you’re unlucky the whole thing will go down right into your pond. Then you’ll have a right mess. I’m sure that’s why this other one was cut down,” she added, gesturing at the stump that Castiel had noted previously.

The corpse of the tree that once stood side by side with the existing willow was nearly as large around as the bole of the remaining tree. Thick moss, dark green, each sprig resembling a tiny tree, spread over the old, dead bark, covered the exposed roots, and forced its way through the lichen growing on the wood. What Castiel had thought from a distance was some kind of decoration proved to be, on closer inspection, a shrine. A sculpture of an angel carved from a pale wood rested on the stump, so intricate that every feather was articulated and Castiel thought he’d recognize the face if it was someone he knew. A plaid scarf was wrapped around the angel’s neck and a small hat was tugged over its head. Sunlight struck the finish and it gleamed, the wood polished to a lustrous shine. Something metal twinkled, a pendant, Castiel realized, shaped like a horned face. Other items, clearly deliberately selected though Castiel didn’t see a pattern to them, were arranged neatly about the base of the sculpture, nestled in the moss: an antler, a blue feather, a small carven box, a wind-scoured bone, and more.

“She’s wrong, you know,” said a gruff, unfamiliar voice. Startled, Castiel jerked around. There was a man standing beneath the boughs of the willow tree, tall, a smattering of freckles scattered over his tanned cheeks. His hair was the same shade of brown as the angel sculpture, and the gel that swept it back from his forehead gave it a similar burnished gleam.

His eyes were green.

Castiel wasn’t one for eye contact. Jimmy’s eyes were blue, brilliantly blue, but Castiel couldn’t think of another person he’d ever met whose eye color he’d taken note of.

Until now.

The man’s eyes were impossibly green.

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Our Lady of Modesty

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Title: Our Lady of Modesty

Author: @unforth-ninawaters - AO3

Artist: @diminuel - AO3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Tumblr]

Rating: E

Archive Warnings: none

Major Tags: Alternate Universe – Modern; Alternate Universe – Magical Realism, Jimmy and Castiel are twins, Incest, Twincest, Past Major Character Death, Implied Past Wincest, Creature Dean, Top Dean, Bottom Jimmy, Bottom Castiel, Virgin Castiel, Internalized Homophobia, Pining, Nature, Nature Magic, Writer Jimmy, Artist Castiel, Mystery, Language of Flowers, PoV Castiel

Pairings: Jimmy/Castiel; Dean/Castiel/Jimmy

Summary: The death of Jimmy and Castiel Shurley’s parents grants them a modest inheritance and, more importantly, freedom to make their own choices. After hunting for the perfect house, they find what they’re looking for in an old farmhouse in the mountains of upstate New York: nice neighbors not too close, the beauty of nature surrounding them, and solitude, save for each other. The isolation is both a blessing and a curse; Castiel has pined for his brother since puberty, but incest is forbidden and homosexuality is taboo, and he knows if he speaks about his feelings he’ll lose his brother as a best friend and destroy their careers as children’s book authors as well. Fortunately, Castiel finds a new friend in Dean, the strange man who hangs around their property. Sure, it’s a weird, especially since Dean refuses to enter the house or even meet Jimmy, but Dean is gregarious, beautiful, kind, and brilliantly knowledgeable about the natural wonders surrounding them. Castiel isn’t the best at assessing people but he’s absolutely sure there’s no harm in Dean…

Teaser:

“Willows are junk trees,” the inspector explained. “Their root systems are shallow and spread wide. They grow damn fast, too. One this old? There are roots all over your yard. It’s only a matter of time before they get into your well water – if they haven’t already – and they can even burst a septic tank depending on how they grow. They’re short lived, too. You’re thinking that ‘cause this one is so big, it must be old, but I’d be surprised if it’s stood here more than 20 years. As if that weren’t enough, the branches are weak. In a bad storm, if you’re lucky you’ll only lose some of them; if you’re unlucky the whole thing will go down right into your pond. Then you’ll have a right mess. I’m sure that’s why this other one was cut down,” she added, gesturing at the stump that Castiel had noted previously.

The corpse of the tree that once stood side by side with the existing willow was nearly as large around as the bole of the remaining tree. Thick moss, dark green, each sprig resembling a tiny tree, spread over the old, dead bark, covered the exposed roots, and forced its way through the lichen growing on the wood. What Castiel had thought from a distance was some kind of decoration proved to be, on closer inspection, a shrine. A sculpture of an angel carved from a pale wood rested on the stump, so intricate that every feather was articulated and Castiel thought he’d recognize the face if it was someone he knew. A plaid scarf was wrapped around the angel’s neck and a small hat was tugged over its head. Sunlight struck the finish and it gleamed, the wood polished to a lustrous shine. Something metal twinkled, a pendant, Castiel realized, shaped like a horned face. Other items, clearly deliberately selected though Castiel didn’t see a pattern to them, were arranged neatly about the base of the sculpture, nestled in the moss: an antler, a blue feather, a small carven box, a wind-scoured bone, and more.

“She’s wrong, you know,” said a gruff, unfamiliar voice. Startled, Castiel jerked around. There was a man standing beneath the boughs of the willow tree, tall, a smattering of freckles scattered over his tanned cheeks. His hair was the same shade of brown as the angel sculpture, and the gel that swept it back from his forehead gave it a similar burnished gleam.

His eyes were green.

Castiel wasn’t one for eye contact. Jimmy’s eyes were blue, brilliantly blue, but Castiel couldn’t think of another person he’d ever met whose eye color he’d taken note of.

Until now.

The man’s eyes were impossibly green.

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Our Lady of Modesty

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Title: Our Lady of Modesty

Author: @unforth-ninawaters - AO3

Artist: @diminuel - AO3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Tumblr]

Rating: E

Archive Warnings: none

Major Tags: Alternate Universe – Modern; Alternate Universe – Magical Realism, Jimmy and Castiel are twins, Incest, Twincest, Past Major Character Death, Implied Past Wincest, Creature Dean, Top Dean, Bottom Jimmy, Bottom Castiel, Virgin Castiel, Internalized Homophobia, Pining, Nature, Nature Magic, Writer Jimmy, Artist Castiel, Mystery, Language of Flowers, PoV Castiel

Pairings: Jimmy/Castiel; Dean/Castiel/Jimmy

Summary: The death of Jimmy and Castiel Shurley’s parents grants them a modest inheritance and, more importantly, freedom to make their own choices. After hunting for the perfect house, they find what they’re looking for in an old farmhouse in the mountains of upstate New York: nice neighbors not too close, the beauty of nature surrounding them, and solitude, save for each other. The isolation is both a blessing and a curse; Castiel has pined for his brother since puberty, but incest is forbidden and homosexuality is taboo, and he knows if he speaks about his feelings he’ll lose his brother as a best friend and destroy their careers as children’s book authors as well. Fortunately, Castiel finds a new friend in Dean, the strange man who hangs around their property. Sure, it’s a weird, especially since Dean refuses to enter the house or even meet Jimmy, but Dean is gregarious, beautiful, kind, and brilliantly knowledgeable about the natural wonders surrounding them. Castiel isn’t the best at assessing people but he’s absolutely sure there’s no harm in Dean…

Teaser:

“Willows are junk trees,” the inspector explained. “Their root systems are shallow and spread wide. They grow damn fast, too. One this old? There are roots all over your yard. It’s only a matter of time before they get into your well water – if they haven’t already – and they can even burst a septic tank depending on how they grow. They’re short lived, too. You’re thinking that ‘cause this one is so big, it must be old, but I’d be surprised if it’s stood here more than 20 years. As if that weren’t enough, the branches are weak. In a bad storm, if you’re lucky you’ll only lose some of them; if you’re unlucky the whole thing will go down right into your pond. Then you’ll have a right mess. I’m sure that’s why this other one was cut down,” she added, gesturing at the stump that Castiel had noted previously.

The corpse of the tree that once stood side by side with the existing willow was nearly as large around as the bole of the remaining tree. Thick moss, dark green, each sprig resembling a tiny tree, spread over the old, dead bark, covered the exposed roots, and forced its way through the lichen growing on the wood. What Castiel had thought from a distance was some kind of decoration proved to be, on closer inspection, a shrine. A sculpture of an angel carved from a pale wood rested on the stump, so intricate that every feather was articulated and Castiel thought he’d recognize the face if it was someone he knew. A plaid scarf was wrapped around the angel’s neck and a small hat was tugged over its head. Sunlight struck the finish and it gleamed, the wood polished to a lustrous shine. Something metal twinkled, a pendant, Castiel realized, shaped like a horned face. Other items, clearly deliberately selected though Castiel didn’t see a pattern to them, were arranged neatly about the base of the sculpture, nestled in the moss: an antler, a blue feather, a small carven box, a wind-scoured bone, and more.

“She’s wrong, you know,” said a gruff, unfamiliar voice. Startled, Castiel jerked around. There was a man standing beneath the boughs of the willow tree, tall, a smattering of freckles scattered over his tanned cheeks. His hair was the same shade of brown as the angel sculpture, and the gel that swept it back from his forehead gave it a similar burnished gleam.

His eyes were green.

Castiel wasn’t one for eye contact. Jimmy’s eyes were blue, brilliantly blue, but Castiel couldn’t think of another person he’d ever met whose eye color he’d taken note of.

Until now.

The man’s eyes were impossibly green.

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Why Does It Have To Be (Wrong or Right)

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Title: Why Does It Have To Be (Wrong Or Right)

Author: @samanddeaninpanties, ao3

Artist: @mayalaen, ao3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Ao3]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: none

Tags: AU, first time, angst, angst with a happy ending, teacher Sam, server Dean, tattoo artist Jimmy, tattoo artist Cas, d/s undertones, dom Cas, sub Dean, pain kink, ink kink, piercing kink, group sex, top Cas, top Benny, top Sam, bottom Dean, bottom Jimmy.

Pairings (other than D/C/J): Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Jimmy, Dean/Cas/Benny, Dean/Sam/Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Dean

Posting date: May 17th, 2017

Summary: When Sam and Dean enter a tattoo parlor on Sam’s birthday Dean’s drawn to Castiel, the grumpy owner, and his twin brother Jimmy. Right away he learns that Cas and Jimmy are in an incestuous relationship and the adjustment period is surprisingly easy.

After Dean, Cas, and Jimmy get together Jimmy drops a bombshell - he wants to bring a couple of friends into their bed for a night. The problem? None of them know anyone they trust outside of Benny and Sam. And Jimmy really, really, really wants Sam to fuck him.

Teaser:

Cas and Jimmy close up shop and Dean can’t stop looking at them. The way Jimmy laughs and slides his hand up Cas’s arm is… interesting.

“Hey, Sammy,” Dean says, clapping him on the back. “Ready to hit up a bar? We could stop by your place first and -”

“Nah, I think I’m just gonna take a cab home.”

Dean frowns. “No way! It’s your birthday, dude. That’s not happening.”

“I know you wanna fuck around,” Sam says, voice low. “I’ll just get in your way.”

“It’s your birthday. I wanna hang out with you, Sammy. Yeah, the twins are hot, but I can just grab their number, no big deal.”

“Too bad,” Sam says, stepping away from him. “I really just need to leave. Okay? I need some space.”

“At least let me take you home. Do you really want people seeing you when you’ve got come in your underwear? C’mon, man. Don’t be like this.”

Sam gives him a dirty look. “Goodbye, Dean.”

Then he stalks off.

Fuck.

How could he have screwed the night up already? It wasn’t even midnight!

“Hey, Dean. Are you all right?” Jimmy asks as he sidles up to him. “Why’d Sam leave? Thought it was his birthday.”

Dean runs a hand over his face. “I don’t really wanna talk about it if that’s okay with you.”

Jimmy nods. “I understand. Um, I know this is weird, but would you like to hang out?”

Dean bites his lip and presses closer to Jimmy. “I know just the place.”

Twenty minutes later they pick a booth at Denny’s - Dean takes one side and the twins are on the other. Jimmy drapes an arm over Cas’s shoulders and Cas tries to shrug him off but Jimmy keeps touching him until Cas sighs, giving into his brother. Dean orders a bacon cheeseburger, Cas gets a sampler platter and Jimmy chooses the bacon lover’s blt.  

“Shit. You might like bacon more than I do,” Dean says with a laugh.

“He’d live off of it if I let him,” Cas says, shaking his head.

“That’s because bacon is amazing,” Jimmy says, tone serious.

Cas shrugs. “I prefer steak. A nice filet mignon. Maybe a prime rib. Bacon is fine. I also feel as though this conversation is useless. How about we talk about the obvious?”

“Which is?”

“You want Jimmy.”

Dean chokes on his water then licks his lips. “Yeah, maybe I do. So what?”

“What if I want you, too?”

“Uh.” Dean rubs at the back of his neck. “That could get complicated, but I’m sure we could work something out.”

“Before this goes any further there’s something you should know.”

“Oh no,” Dean teases. “That’s not very reassuring. You’re not serial killers are you?”

Cas snorts. “Hardly.”

Jimmy glances around Denny’s to make sure no one is eavesdropping and lowers his voice. “We fuck.”

“Come again?” Dean asks, because he could not have heard that right.

“My brother likes to hold me down and fuck me until I scream,” Jimmy says with a heated look.

Cas reaches out and steals some of Dean’s fries, eyes darker than Jimmy’s. “Can you handle that, Dean? Or are we wasting our time?”

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Why Does It Have To Be (Wrong or Right)

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Title: Why Does It Have To Be (Wrong Or Right)

Author: @samanddeaninpanties, ao3

Artist: @mayalaen, ao3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Ao3]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: none

Tags: AU, first time, angst, angst with a happy ending, teacher Sam, server Dean, tattoo artist Jimmy, tattoo artist Cas, d/s undertones, dom Cas, sub Dean, pain kink, ink kink, piercing kink, group sex, top Cas, top Benny, top Sam, bottom Dean, bottom Jimmy.

Pairings (other than D/C/J): Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Jimmy, Dean/Cas/Benny, Dean/Sam/Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Dean

Posting date: May 17th, 2017

Summary: When Sam and Dean enter a tattoo parlor on Sam’s birthday Dean’s drawn to Castiel, the grumpy owner, and his twin brother Jimmy. Right away he learns that Cas and Jimmy are in an incestuous relationship and the adjustment period is surprisingly easy.

After Dean, Cas, and Jimmy get together Jimmy drops a bombshell - he wants to bring a couple of friends into their bed for a night. The problem? None of them know anyone they trust outside of Benny and Sam. And Jimmy really, really, really wants Sam to fuck him.

Teaser:

Cas and Jimmy close up shop and Dean can’t stop looking at them. The way Jimmy laughs and slides his hand up Cas’s arm is… interesting.

“Hey, Sammy,” Dean says, clapping him on the back. “Ready to hit up a bar? We could stop by your place first and -”

“Nah, I think I’m just gonna take a cab home.”

Dean frowns. “No way! It’s your birthday, dude. That’s not happening.”

“I know you wanna fuck around,” Sam says, voice low. “I’ll just get in your way.”

“It’s your birthday. I wanna hang out with you, Sammy. Yeah, the twins are hot, but I can just grab their number, no big deal.”

“Too bad,” Sam says, stepping away from him. “I really just need to leave. Okay? I need some space.”

“At least let me take you home. Do you really want people seeing you when you’ve got come in your underwear? C’mon, man. Don’t be like this.”

Sam gives him a dirty look. “Goodbye, Dean.”

Then he stalks off.

Fuck.

How could he have screwed the night up already? It wasn’t even midnight!

“Hey, Dean. Are you all right?” Jimmy asks as he sidles up to him. “Why’d Sam leave? Thought it was his birthday.”

Dean runs a hand over his face. “I don’t really wanna talk about it if that’s okay with you.”

Jimmy nods. “I understand. Um, I know this is weird, but would you like to hang out?”

Dean bites his lip and presses closer to Jimmy. “I know just the place.”

Twenty minutes later they pick a booth at Denny’s - Dean takes one side and the twins are on the other. Jimmy drapes an arm over Cas’s shoulders and Cas tries to shrug him off but Jimmy keeps touching him until Cas sighs, giving into his brother. Dean orders a bacon cheeseburger, Cas gets a sampler platter and Jimmy chooses the bacon lover’s blt.  

“Shit. You might like bacon more than I do,” Dean says with a laugh.

“He’d live off of it if I let him,” Cas says, shaking his head.

“That’s because bacon is amazing,” Jimmy says, tone serious.

Cas shrugs. “I prefer steak. A nice filet mignon. Maybe a prime rib. Bacon is fine. I also feel as though this conversation is useless. How about we talk about the obvious?”

“Which is?”

“You want Jimmy.”

Dean chokes on his water then licks his lips. “Yeah, maybe I do. So what?”

“What if I want you, too?”

“Uh.” Dean rubs at the back of his neck. “That could get complicated, but I’m sure we could work something out.”

“Before this goes any further there’s something you should know.”

“Oh no,” Dean teases. “That’s not very reassuring. You’re not serial killers are you?”

Cas snorts. “Hardly.”

Jimmy glances around Denny’s to make sure no one is eavesdropping and lowers his voice. “We fuck.”

“Come again?” Dean asks, because he could not have heard that right.

“My brother likes to hold me down and fuck me until I scream,” Jimmy says with a heated look.

Cas reaches out and steals some of Dean’s fries, eyes darker than Jimmy’s. “Can you handle that, Dean? Or are we wasting our time?”

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Why Does It Have To Be (Wrong or Right)

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Title: Why Does It Have To Be (Wrong Or Right)

Author: @samanddeaninpanties, ao3

Artist: @mayalaen, ao3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Ao3]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: none

Tags: AU, first time, angst, angst with a happy ending, teacher Sam, server Dean, tattoo artist Jimmy, tattoo artist Cas, d/s undertones, dom Cas, sub Dean, pain kink, ink kink, piercing kink, group sex, top Cas, top Benny, top Sam, bottom Dean, bottom Jimmy.

Pairings (other than D/C/J): Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Jimmy, Dean/Cas/Benny, Dean/Sam/Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Dean

Posting date: May 17th, 2017

Summary: When Sam and Dean enter a tattoo parlor on Sam’s birthday Dean’s drawn to Castiel, the grumpy owner, and his twin brother Jimmy. Right away he learns that Cas and Jimmy are in an incestuous relationship and the adjustment period is surprisingly easy.

After Dean, Cas, and Jimmy get together Jimmy drops a bombshell - he wants to bring a couple of friends into their bed for a night. The problem? None of them know anyone they trust outside of Benny and Sam. And Jimmy really, really, really wants Sam to fuck him.

Teaser:

Cas and Jimmy close up shop and Dean can’t stop looking at them. The way Jimmy laughs and slides his hand up Cas’s arm is… interesting.

“Hey, Sammy,” Dean says, clapping him on the back. “Ready to hit up a bar? We could stop by your place first and -”

“Nah, I think I’m just gonna take a cab home.”

Dean frowns. “No way! It’s your birthday, dude. That’s not happening.”

“I know you wanna fuck around,” Sam says, voice low. “I’ll just get in your way.”

“It’s your birthday. I wanna hang out with you, Sammy. Yeah, the twins are hot, but I can just grab their number, no big deal.”

“Too bad,” Sam says, stepping away from him. “I really just need to leave. Okay? I need some space.”

“At least let me take you home. Do you really want people seeing you when you’ve got come in your underwear? C’mon, man. Don’t be like this.”

Sam gives him a dirty look. “Goodbye, Dean.”

Then he stalks off.

Fuck.

How could he have screwed the night up already? It wasn’t even midnight!

“Hey, Dean. Are you all right?” Jimmy asks as he sidles up to him. “Why’d Sam leave? Thought it was his birthday.”

Dean runs a hand over his face. “I don’t really wanna talk about it if that’s okay with you.”

Jimmy nods. “I understand. Um, I know this is weird, but would you like to hang out?”

Dean bites his lip and presses closer to Jimmy. “I know just the place.”

Twenty minutes later they pick a booth at Denny’s - Dean takes one side and the twins are on the other. Jimmy drapes an arm over Cas’s shoulders and Cas tries to shrug him off but Jimmy keeps touching him until Cas sighs, giving into his brother. Dean orders a bacon cheeseburger, Cas gets a sampler platter and Jimmy chooses the bacon lover’s blt.  

“Shit. You might like bacon more than I do,” Dean says with a laugh.

“He’d live off of it if I let him,” Cas says, shaking his head.

“That’s because bacon is amazing,” Jimmy says, tone serious.

Cas shrugs. “I prefer steak. A nice filet mignon. Maybe a prime rib. Bacon is fine. I also feel as though this conversation is useless. How about we talk about the obvious?”

“Which is?”

“You want Jimmy.”

Dean chokes on his water then licks his lips. “Yeah, maybe I do. So what?”

“What if I want you, too?”

“Uh.” Dean rubs at the back of his neck. “That could get complicated, but I’m sure we could work something out.”

“Before this goes any further there’s something you should know.”

“Oh no,” Dean teases. “That’s not very reassuring. You’re not serial killers are you?”

Cas snorts. “Hardly.”

Jimmy glances around Denny’s to make sure no one is eavesdropping and lowers his voice. “We fuck.”

“Come again?” Dean asks, because he could not have heard that right.

“My brother likes to hold me down and fuck me until I scream,” Jimmy says with a heated look.

Cas reaches out and steals some of Dean’s fries, eyes darker than Jimmy’s. “Can you handle that, Dean? Or are we wasting our time?”

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The Moments in Between

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Title: The Moments in Between

Author: @magickmoons - ao3

Artist: @jhoomwrites - ao3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [tumblr]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: suicide/self-harm

Major Tags: all-human AU, angst, depression, friends to lovers, bottom!Jimmy, switch!Cas, switch!Dean, suicide attempt, suicide recovery, angst with a happy ending

Pairings: Cas/Jimmy, Cas/Dean/Jimmy, background Sam/Jess, mentioned Charlie/Gilda

Coming May 15, 2017

Summary:  Life was good for Jimmy and Cas Novak. They had successful careers, good friends, and a relationship that, while unconventional and hidden from public view, was almost entirely perfect. And they thought the same was true for their best friend, Dean. A late night phone call makes it startlingly clear that was not the case. After nearly losing Dean to suicide, all three began to reevaluate exactly what they wanted in life – and who they want that life with.

Excerpt:

Jimmy groaned when Castiel’s phone rang, a tinny version of Ramble On alerting them that it was Dean calling. “Leave it.”

“It’s Dean,” Cas said shortly, as if it were self-explanatory. He stretched to reach his phone from where they lay, while continuing to touch as much of Jimmy as possible.

“Yeah, well, he didn’t want to hang out earlier. Ain’t gonna happen in the middle of the night.”

Jimmy knew he sounded petulant, but he couldn’t help it. Dean Winchester was the Novak twins’ best friend. For the past several years, they’d done everything together.

Well, maybe not everything, he thought as he tilted his face out from the pillow to watch his brother’s muscled torso flex in the dim light. Not that Jimmy would mind opening their friendship up to more. He was pretty sure that Castiel would be into it too; their emotional connection with Dean (both separately and as a unit) was deeper than anything they had shared with anyone except each other.

Castiel managed to grab the phone. Jimmy, still buoyed on a wave of endorphins, tangled his hands with Castiel’s to make it more difficult to answer.

Castiel batted his hand away, laughing in spite of himself. He brushed a quick kiss across JImmy’s lips before answering.

“Hello, Dean.”

Jimmy made another grab for the phone, and Castiel pushed himself up to sitting to get the phone out of Jimmy’s reach. “Dean?” he repeated. Jimmy settled for lazily running his fingers along his brother’s spine.

“Dean? Are you there?” Castiel’s brow furrowed in consternation.

Jimmy looked up questioningly, and Castiel shrugged. “Butt dial?” Jimmy suggested, rolling over to rest his head on Castiel’s thigh. Cassie should just hang up, he thought, and let them get back to the afterglow.

Castiel put the phone on speaker and held it between them. They could hear soft sounds of movement, some uneven breaths. Jimmy glared at the phone. “He’d better not have ditched us for a booty call, and then butt-dialed us during it!”

Castiel frowned at him. Jimmy tended to be a little possessive of Dean, preferring not to be reminded of their friend’s conquests. It made him more than a little brusque.

“Should I hang up?”

“Well, I definitely don’t want to hear it!” Jimmy scoffed.

Castiel moved his thumb over the disconnect button just as Dean’s slurred voice came through the speaker.

“Cas?”

“I’m here, Dean.”

More breathing and the dragging sound of the phone being shifted. Jimmy sat up, exchanging worried looks with Castiel. Something was wrong. He had heard Dean drunk, high, even beaten up that one time, but this was different.

“Dean, please talk to me.”

Dean’s voice was quiet and shaky. “I think I … I was wrong, Cas. m'sorry.”

“What do you mean? What’s going on?”

“Sorry, Cas … you gotta tell Jimmy, Sam, ‘kay? Tell ‘em, sorry.”

“Dean, whatever it is, we can help fix it. Where are you?”

“Cassie?” Jimmy whispered when there was no reply.

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The Moments in Between

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Title: The Moments in Between

Author: @magickmoons - ao3

Artist: @jhoomwrites - ao3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [tumblr]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: suicide/self-harm

Major Tags: all-human AU, angst, depression, friends to lovers, bottom!Jimmy, switch!Cas, switch!Dean, suicide attempt, suicide recovery, angst with a happy ending

Pairings: Cas/Jimmy, Cas/Dean/Jimmy, background Sam/Jess, mentioned Charlie/Gilda

Coming May 15, 2017

Summary:  Life was good for Jimmy and Cas Novak. They had successful careers, good friends, and a relationship that, while unconventional and hidden from public view, was almost entirely perfect. And they thought the same was true for their best friend, Dean. A late night phone call makes it startlingly clear that was not the case. After nearly losing Dean to suicide, all three began to reevaluate exactly what they wanted in life – and who they want that life with.

Excerpt:

Jimmy groaned when Castiel’s phone rang, a tinny version of Ramble On alerting them that it was Dean calling. “Leave it.”

“It’s Dean,” Cas said shortly, as if it were self-explanatory. He stretched to reach his phone from where they lay, while continuing to touch as much of Jimmy as possible.

“Yeah, well, he didn’t want to hang out earlier. Ain’t gonna happen in the middle of the night.”

Jimmy knew he sounded petulant, but he couldn’t help it. Dean Winchester was the Novak twins’ best friend. For the past several years, they’d done everything together.

Well, maybe not everything, he thought as he tilted his face out from the pillow to watch his brother’s muscled torso flex in the dim light. Not that Jimmy would mind opening their friendship up to more. He was pretty sure that Castiel would be into it too; their emotional connection with Dean (both separately and as a unit) was deeper than anything they had shared with anyone except each other.

Castiel managed to grab the phone. Jimmy, still buoyed on a wave of endorphins, tangled his hands with Castiel’s to make it more difficult to answer.

Castiel batted his hand away, laughing in spite of himself. He brushed a quick kiss across JImmy’s lips before answering.

“Hello, Dean.”

Jimmy made another grab for the phone, and Castiel pushed himself up to sitting to get the phone out of Jimmy’s reach. “Dean?” he repeated. Jimmy settled for lazily running his fingers along his brother’s spine.

“Dean? Are you there?” Castiel’s brow furrowed in consternation.

Jimmy looked up questioningly, and Castiel shrugged. “Butt dial?” Jimmy suggested, rolling over to rest his head on Castiel’s thigh. Cassie should just hang up, he thought, and let them get back to the afterglow.

Castiel put the phone on speaker and held it between them. They could hear soft sounds of movement, some uneven breaths. Jimmy glared at the phone. “He’d better not have ditched us for a booty call, and then butt-dialed us during it!”

Castiel frowned at him. Jimmy tended to be a little possessive of Dean, preferring not to be reminded of their friend’s conquests. It made him more than a little brusque.

“Should I hang up?”

“Well, I definitely don’t want to hear it!” Jimmy scoffed.

Castiel moved his thumb over the disconnect button just as Dean’s slurred voice came through the speaker.

“Cas?”

“I’m here, Dean.”

More breathing and the dragging sound of the phone being shifted. Jimmy sat up, exchanging worried looks with Castiel. Something was wrong. He had heard Dean drunk, high, even beaten up that one time, but this was different.

“Dean, please talk to me.”

Dean’s voice was quiet and shaky. “I think I … I was wrong, Cas. m'sorry.”

“What do you mean? What’s going on?”

“Sorry, Cas … you gotta tell Jimmy, Sam, ‘kay? Tell ‘em, sorry.”

“Dean, whatever it is, we can help fix it. Where are you?”

“Cassie?” Jimmy whispered when there was no reply.

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The Moments in Between

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Title: The Moments in Between

Author: @magickmoons - ao3

Artist: @jhoomwrites - ao3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [tumblr]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: suicide/self-harm

Major Tags: all-human AU, angst, depression, friends to lovers, bottom!Jimmy, switch!Cas, switch!Dean, suicide attempt, suicide recovery, angst with a happy ending

Pairings: Cas/Jimmy, Cas/Dean/Jimmy, background Sam/Jess, mentioned Charlie/Gilda

Coming May 15, 2017

Summary:  Life was good for Jimmy and Cas Novak. They had successful careers, good friends, and a relationship that, while unconventional and hidden from public view, was almost entirely perfect. And they thought the same was true for their best friend, Dean. A late night phone call makes it startlingly clear that was not the case. After nearly losing Dean to suicide, all three began to reevaluate exactly what they wanted in life – and who they want that life with.

Excerpt:

Jimmy groaned when Castiel’s phone rang, a tinny version of Ramble On alerting them that it was Dean calling. “Leave it.”

“It’s Dean,” Cas said shortly, as if it were self-explanatory. He stretched to reach his phone from where they lay, while continuing to touch as much of Jimmy as possible.

“Yeah, well, he didn’t want to hang out earlier. Ain’t gonna happen in the middle of the night.”

Jimmy knew he sounded petulant, but he couldn’t help it. Dean Winchester was the Novak twins’ best friend. For the past several years, they’d done everything together.

Well, maybe not everything, he thought as he tilted his face out from the pillow to watch his brother’s muscled torso flex in the dim light. Not that Jimmy would mind opening their friendship up to more. He was pretty sure that Castiel would be into it too; their emotional connection with Dean (both separately and as a unit) was deeper than anything they had shared with anyone except each other.

Castiel managed to grab the phone. Jimmy, still buoyed on a wave of endorphins, tangled his hands with Castiel’s to make it more difficult to answer.

Castiel batted his hand away, laughing in spite of himself. He brushed a quick kiss across JImmy’s lips before answering.

“Hello, Dean.”

Jimmy made another grab for the phone, and Castiel pushed himself up to sitting to get the phone out of Jimmy’s reach. “Dean?” he repeated. Jimmy settled for lazily running his fingers along his brother’s spine.

“Dean? Are you there?” Castiel’s brow furrowed in consternation.

Jimmy looked up questioningly, and Castiel shrugged. “Butt dial?” Jimmy suggested, rolling over to rest his head on Castiel’s thigh. Cassie should just hang up, he thought, and let them get back to the afterglow.

Castiel put the phone on speaker and held it between them. They could hear soft sounds of movement, some uneven breaths. Jimmy glared at the phone. “He’d better not have ditched us for a booty call, and then butt-dialed us during it!”

Castiel frowned at him. Jimmy tended to be a little possessive of Dean, preferring not to be reminded of their friend’s conquests. It made him more than a little brusque.

“Should I hang up?”

“Well, I definitely don’t want to hear it!” Jimmy scoffed.

Castiel moved his thumb over the disconnect button just as Dean’s slurred voice came through the speaker.

“Cas?”

“I’m here, Dean.”

More breathing and the dragging sound of the phone being shifted. Jimmy sat up, exchanging worried looks with Castiel. Something was wrong. He had heard Dean drunk, high, even beaten up that one time, but this was different.

“Dean, please talk to me.”

Dean’s voice was quiet and shaky. “I think I … I was wrong, Cas. m'sorry.”

“What do you mean? What’s going on?”

“Sorry, Cas … you gotta tell Jimmy, Sam, ‘kay? Tell ‘em, sorry.”

“Dean, whatever it is, we can help fix it. Where are you?”

“Cassie?” Jimmy whispered when there was no reply.

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What’s Ours

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Title: What’s Ours

Authors: @spnbrennafae -Ao3 & @daydreamdestiel - Ao3

Artist: @slunne [DA]

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [One] [Two] [Three]

Rating:  Explicit

Word Count: 79,494

Archive Warnings: None apply

Major Tags: Highschool au, Private school,  Everyone’s 18, Jimmy and Castiel are twins, Super rich Jimmy and Castiel, twincest, handjobs, blowjobs, anal sex, butt plugs, fingering, BDSM, Dom Castiel, Sub Jimmy, Switch Dean, Top Cas, Bottom Dean, Bottom Jimmy, Top Dean, Bottom Cas, Jimmy in a girl’s uniform (for one scene), Jimmy in panties, double penetration, fisting, sexting, sex acts on film, barebacking, polyamory, masturbating, comeplay, foodplay, Improvised gag, fluff, angst with a happy ending, smut, kink exploration, cockwarming, rimming, frottage, exhibitionism, public sex, Dean’s an anal virgin, blindfolding, bondage, edging, flogging, Cas teaches Dean how to Dom, vague mention of prior underage sex, homophobic slurs,

Pairing: Dean/Castiel/Jimmy, Jimmy/Castiel, Brief Dean/Bela Talbot

Summary: Dean was pissed when Dad landed another new job in another new town that came with a tuition waiver for him and Sam. Just what Dean needed for his last five months of high school school, being surrounded by a bunch of spoiled rich kids he’d have basically nothing in common with. Don’t even get him started on the fact he had to wear a shitty school uniform.

When Dean walked into Chemistry on his first day, the last thing he expected was to find himself partnered up with basically the hottest guy he’d ever seen in real life; Castiel Novak. It was way too easy to like Castiel, and Dean was surprised by how quickly he got attached to him.

There was just one little kink he hadn’t seen coming: Castiel’s MIA lab-partner was his twin brother Jimmy. Doesn’t seem that bad? Did he mention the whole damn school knew they were together. Yeah, together, together. Which pretty much meant Dean was fucked, and not even remotely in the way he wanted.

Teaser:

“I’m serious, if you can’t pop the hood and fix it yourself without needing a degree in Computer Science then what the hell’s the point? The whole thing’s a conspiracy to make sure people keep buying new cars.” Dean said with a way too animated wave of his hand that nearly caught Castiel in the face.

“Huh, is it really that easy to fix older cars? I figured that since most newer ones just have to be hooked up to a computer to find out what’s wrong that it’d be easier. I mean, that’s what computers do.” Kevin said with a contemplative look.

“Oh yeah man, I mean one look under the hood of a classic and you’ll get it. It’s a different world. Sure you gotta know a little bit but nothing that a little reading and a lot of trial and error won’t get you. But the rest? It’s just… natural… intuitive… you just gotta get to know her and feel it out… listen to her respond.” Dean said with an almost glazed look.

“Dean are you talking about cars or sex?” Castiel’s gravelly voice asked next to him and Dean flushed bright red.

The table was quiet for a beat before every single person save Dean and Castiel burst out laughing. Charlie, the cute little redhead who was wearing a Harry Potter tie pin in defiance of the dress code, gave Dean a playful shove that broke him out of his embarrassment and had him chuckling along with them.

“But seriously man, come with me after school and I’ll let you take a peek under my Baby’s hood… promise she won’t mind.” Dean said with a wink that fed into the joke.

Kevin grimaced as he spoke, “Oh, I’d love to but I gotta catch the bus.”

Guess even when the buses were high end it still sucked to have to ride one.

“Poor little Kev won’t be able to get his license for another year and Mommy and Daddy won’t let him take the limo…  say riding the bus builds character.” Balthazar said and slung arm around Kevin’s shoulder, pulled him into a  headlock and ruffled his hair.

Dean didn’t miss the way Kevin’s cheeks flooded with color or the way he pulled away with a laugh that wasn’t entirely convincing.

“Hey man, I can give you a ride home if you want. If you don’t mind stopping to pick up my little brother.” Dean said as he shoved the last bite of his not entirely awful burger into his mouth.

A dainty hand slid down Dean’s shoulder to rest on his chest and he almost choked when an impressive set of tits pressed into the back of his neck.

“I’d love a ride Dean.” A feminine voice purred in his ear.

“You have your own car, Bela.” Castiel deadpanned from Dean’s side.

Only… was that a note of… possessiveness Dean detected under that careful neutrality? Also, when the hell had Bela vacated her seat. Dean must’ve been really caught up in the conversation.

“Maybe I wasn’t talking about a ride in his car, Castiel. Fresh meat looks like he’d be killer in the sack. Sounds like it too if he fucks as well as he takes care of his car.” Bela said as her hand dipped down lower, brushed just below Dean’s navel and caused an involuntary twitch in his pants.

The movement stopped abruptly and Dean looked down. Castiel’s fingers tightly gripped Bela’s wrist. Interestingly enough just the sight of Castiel’s handnear Dean’s crotch made his dick jerk even harder.

“Lunch is over, Bela. Time to go to class now.” Castiel said just as neutrally as before.

Bela yanked her hand away and straightened. Dean glanced around and saw the rest of the table were gathering their things and getting up.

“I’ll see you last period, Dean.” Castiel said before he headed off with Charlie and Jo.

Slightly puzzled, Dean dumped his tray and trailed behind Balthazar and Bela, who  spoke to each other in hushed tones.

“…what the hell…”

“…Castiel… weird… playing at…”

“…Jimmy… pissed…”

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