Tag: karategirl fic rec

deancasbigbang:

Title: Silver and Cold
Author: superhoney
Artist: whichstiel
Rating: Explicit
Length: 64,851 words
Pairings: Dean/Castiel (minor Charlie/Dorothy, minor Sam/Sarah Blake)
Warnings: No major archive warnings apply. Canon-typical violence, minor character death, tragic backstory and resulting nightmares, angst with a happy ending. 

Summary: 

The death of a young man in an apparent animal attack brings hunter Cas Novak to the small town of Sydnam, Maine. It doesn’t take long for him to realize he’s tracking a werewolf, but discovering the killer’s identity is no easy task. All signs point towards Dean Winchester, a lonely recluse who lives in the middle of the woods and whose antagonistic behaviour does little to lessen Cas’ suspicions.

As the investigation drags on, their mutual distrust gives way to a wary alliance. Cas’ instincts warn him that Dean is hiding something, but as he uncovers the man beneath the mystery, his professional interest becomes far more personal. Praying his faith in Dean isn’t misplaced, Cas races to catch the killer before the next full moon rises and another life is abruptly cut short.

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deancasbigbang:

Title: Heart Like a Wheel 
Author: Tragidean // LoversAntiquities
Artist: Subtextiel
Rating: Explicit
Length: 24,921
Pairings: Dean/Castiel
Warnings: Discussions of past self-harm/suicide attempts
Summary: 

Down on his luck in college, Dean Winchester finds a flyer taped to his dorm’s bulletin board, reading, “Looking for model for long term project. No gender preference, pays in cash.” And desperate as he is for cash, Dean can’t help but feel self-conscious about the entire thing, even after he applies and meets his soon-to-be employer, Professor Castiel Novak. Only Dean never expected him to be so attractive—and so explicit in his desires, as well.

What starts out as a presumably mundane project quickly evolves into Dean’s wildest fantasy, full of lace and nudity and the open road. What he never expected to get out of it, though, is a boyfriend, a better view of life as he knows it, and a lesson on how even the ugliest of scars can be beautiful.

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Here, You Are Home | Chapter Eight: I Hear Your Words in Mournful Cadence Toll

talkingtomyselfagain:

Chapter Summary: It is difficult to come to terms with the death of a loved one.

MAJOR tissue warning for this chapter. This deals heavily with grief and mourning, acceptance of someone being gone, and what it means to no longer have access to them in your life. Please be kind to yourself. 

Titles comes from “The End,” a poem by Amy Lowell. 

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Here, You Are Home | Chapter Eight: I Hear Your Words in Mournful Cadence Toll

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Happy happy happy happy birthday to @whelvenwings!!!! You’re the best, dude. Thanks for bringing some color into my life 🙂 

Summary:  

 Castiel lives in a world of colour and sound, endlessly intertwined like two parts of a whole.
As a radio broadcasting student, he runs a small segment on their campus radio program in the evening – and with help from his synaesthesia – tries to make the program more interesting by bringing in a little bit of colour.
Castiel views his synaesthesia as both a gift and a curse, but after a chance encounter with a mysterious, stunning, golden-green voice, he’s starting to think that it’s more of the former.

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Castiel’s world was currently a deep violet with shimmering silver overlaying in time to violins fading in and out of the composition that flooded his headphones. He closed his eyes, letting the colour wash over him until the music eventually ran its course.

“And that was Rather Be by Clean Bandit to bring a conclusion to our night and our new segment that we’re trying out.” Castiel smiled as he spoke, noting the timer on his right that said he had just thirty more seconds to sign off. “Thanks so much for all of the support for Hue Burn . In case you missed it, today’s theme was ‘Purple’.

Castiel glanced over at Anna, who was on the other side of the glass, motioning for him to wrap it up.

He tapped on the timer, showing her the fifteen seconds of airtime he was still allowed.

“As always, this is Castiel and thank you for listening to Campus Radio XM . Have a good night, and don’t be afraid to let some colour into your life.”

Castiel muted the microphone and took off his headset as they let the music playlist finish out the night.

“Sorry, I was worried you’d go over schedule again,” Anna said with an apologetic shrug as he left the recording booth.

Yellow painted itself across his train of thought as she spoke, and he couldn’t help but smile.  

That was one of the reasons he liked working with Anna so much.

Of course, she was a great coworker, and always pulled her weight in the studio, and had a charming personality, but her voice was a pleasant shade of pale yellow – like freshly carved butter.

Hers was one of the more beautiful voices that he’d ever seen. Definitely in the top ten.

“What did you think of the colour today?” he asked, packing up his things.

“Super interesting. I guess I thought that purple would be more like – like jazz songs, for some reason? You chose mostly pop music.”

Castiel shrugged as he picked up his bag.

“Some jazz is purple. It depends on the song. But to me, jazz is mostly blue with some copper tones in the mix.”

Anna cocked her head to the side.

“So, what colour is Blues?”

Castiel ducked his head and chuckled, not blaming her for the confusion; it wasn’t like there was a reasonable formula to it.

“Again, it depends on the song, but Blues songs tend to be white with kind of a cloudy texture. Odd, I know.”

“No, it’s super cool!” She locked the door behind them. “I wish I had – uh – what’s it called again?”

“Synaesthesia,” Castiel supplied, and stifled a yawn.

It was always later than he wanted it to be when he finished his shift.

“Yeah, that. I wish I had that.”

“It’s both a gift and a curse.” Castiel adjusted the strap on his shoulder bag and let out a breath. “See you in class, Anna.”

He waved and headed down the hallway of the radio station.

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Deer Sam

sageclover61:

Title:  Deer Sam, please excuse my fawning. What Do You Know About Cervidae?

Summary: 

While lost and wandering in reflection, Gabriel stumbles upon a new charge. Who better to help him, he thinks, than Sam?

Rating: T

Paring: Sabriel, Gabriel x Sam

Here is my submission for September prompts,

@gabriel-monthly-challenge!

@archangelsanonymous @archangel-with-a-shotgun​ @archangelgabriellives @warlockwriter @ttttrickster​ @revwinchester

Prompts used:

Statement: The rain fell around him, the water cold but gentle in its cascade down his face, and he couldn’t help the smile that spread across

Dialogue: “Are you going to come in, or just be creepy in my doorway?”

Ambiance: Footsteps crunching leaves in the night

Word count: 3053

Read on AO3 at: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16012904

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Here, You Are Home | Chapter Six: These Are The Ones We Cannot Save

talkingtomyselfagain:

Summary: The explosion leaves a lot of people trapped and lost. Tony tries to dig people out of the rubble outside the building, but not everyone can be saved. Inside the building, Clint has his own problems, and meets some tiny fans.

WARNINGS: This chapter contains the after-effects of an explosion and the collapse of a building, medical trauma horror, deaths of original characters, injury/death to children, and people trapped in a collapsed building/beneath rubble. Also, non-consensual drug use and paralyzation due to drug administration. 

Full Fic Summary: It’s been little over a year of the Avengers working together and they’ve become close. They’ve become friends. Family, some of them will whisper quietly, but only in the deepest parts of their minds where no one else can hear. 

When a mission goes wrong and Clint is killed, all of the Avengers are affected, but Tony disappears into his workshop for days. When he finally comes out, he has a new AI: a robotic bird named Featherbrain, who speaks in a familiar voice. 

Meanwhile, Clint wakes up, a prisoner in a cell, but he’s not alone. Sitting across from him is Loki, and no one knows where either of them are. They’ll have to work together to escape, but how can Clint possibly trust Loki? 

He might not have a choice.

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Here, You Are Home | Chapter Six: These Are The Ones We Cannot Save

goodfemalecharacters:

A Destiel AU

Chapter Twelve: The Apartment

It looked about as rundown as he would have expected a place like it to be.  Dean took the steps three at a time, landing quiet as a cat on each one.  Cas’s dress shoes pinched his toes as he tried to follow suit.

The reality of the absolute insanity they were in the middle of began to sink it.  Cas fought it off the best he could, but a sense of dread began to sink into his body.  Something wasn’t right about this.

Surely a man who kidnapped the president’s son would have some sort of security measure.

Cas clenched his hands into fists.  The bruises beginning to bloom on his knuckles protested the movement.  Clearly, something about the way he’d punched his brother had been in poor form.

He suddenly wished he’d taken Meg up on that offer for karate lessons.

Dean flicked the safety off on his handgun as the two men emerged on to a landing that looked, to Castiel, completely identical to all of the others they’d passed so far.  The grimy window only let in a fraction of the sunlight from outside, and the dull grey curtain fluttered halfheartedly in the breeze squeezing through the sides of the window.

Cas swallowed.  Dean swiveled to face him.

“You can wait outside.  Run if there’s trouble.”

He could only shake his head.  Jack was trapped in this situation because he’d been too afraid to demand what was best for the child he wanted to care for.  If Jack could hold himself together, so could he.

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I’ll Rise with the Tide, We’ll Breathe Underwater

sabrielbigbang:

Author: @paperannxo (PaperAnn)
Artist: @krisn5
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Gabriel/Sam Winchester (Background Dean Winchester/Castiel)
Word Count: 71.5K
Warnings: Referenced Non-Con (non-graphic), Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Explicit Sexual Content 

Summary: It all started because of a stupid lead Sam checked without backup. That was how he found himself caged, used and shrouded by darkness inside an omega trafficking ring. The torture continued for months, until Dean finally unearthed the operation and saved them. While Sam sought justice in court for all the victims, he unwittingly became a media sensation.

Yet, all Sam wants is to fade into the background. Being buried alive puts life in perspective. His dream of traveling seems impossible, so he gets creative. After all, he’s got the cash from a massive settlement.

Sam realizes he doesn’t have to ‘fly’ under the radar, maybe he could ‘ship off—raise anchor?’

Dean’s terrified of Sam disappearing again. He and his mate, Cas, decide to plant a Novak brother in Sam’s path secretly: as a hired bodyguard.

It works, Sam and Gabriel set sail, Gabriel acting as a guide, captain and (covert) watchman…but complications arise. Complications, in the way that Sam learns to trust again and begins falling in love. Complications, in the way that all of Sam’s PTSD medications compromise his nose, because Gabriel is fucking positive: they’re true mates.

A normal around-the-world cruise would be too much to ask for, of course.

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sabrielbigbang:

The Man In The Mirror

Author: ScrollingKingfisher

Artist: dmsilvisart

Rating: mature

Pairings: Gabriel/Sam Winchester  Castiel/Dean Winchester

Word Count: 95381

Warnings: no warnings

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Summary:  

After the disaster that was the Elysian Fields Hotel, Sam makes a decision that saves Gabriel’s life and changes everything. Suddenly, Team Free Will has gained a new and unexpected member. Being possessed by an archangel isn’t exactly what Sam had imagined, but with a new plan to set into motion and Lucifer still hot on their tails, there’s little enough time to figure themselves out.

And even once they do, there’s another secret lying buried deep below the surface. One that could change the course of the apocalypse entirely…

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Of Poltergeists & Gilded Cages, chapter two | Archive of Our Own

talkingtomyselfagain:

Summary: There are some things Sam needs to do before he talks to Rey. He ends up having a different talk with someone he didn’t expect, but probably should have.

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Read this. Seriously.

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