OCTOBER FIC RECS
No More Pretenses
NC-17 | first time | by Carrieosity
Castiel was tired of waiting, but apparently so was Dean. At the right moment, it takes less than a nudge to get things moving.
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NC-17 | 11.23 | first time | by Desirae
Things have settled down since rescuing Sam. Mary is bonding with her sons, and Castiel is nearly back to full capacity, just needing a little sleep here and there. When Dean discovers Cas' unusual resting spot, what starts as a series confessions leads to the emotional healing they both needed.
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NC-17 | first time | by owlbeshipping
The first thing the brothers noticed when they got out of the car was the rancid smell hanging over the parking lot outside their motel room.
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NC-17 | 9.06 | first time | by amyoatmeal
After taking out the Rit Zien, Cas finds he has no where to go and asks Dean if he can spend the night with him in his motel room.
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NC-17 | s.7 | first time | by ShastaFirecracker
Witchcraft goes awry and Sam, Dean, and Cas all end up slid to the opposite end of the gender spectrum. Stuck in these new bodies for the foreseeable future, they have to carry on with their lives... except the adjustment is a lot harder for some than others.
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NC-17 | established | by sarasaurusrex
Sam knew Dean and Castiel were fucking. They never told him, per se, but Sam knew. And it wasn’t because of any brotherly bond crap -- It was because of clothing. Or rather, a lack of it.
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NC-17 | 15.03 | established | by dothraki_shieldmaiden
Castiel drives for eight hours, until the truck runs out of gas.
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NC-17 | 8.23 | first time | by zipegs
He’s always thought Cas returned his interest, at least on a fundamental level, but figured if the guy wanted to make a move, he’d make a move. Maybe it’s time to get a little more… proactive.


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