My entry for @rosemoonweaver ‘s Fic-O-Ween Celebration challenge!
The prompt I chose was: 10) There are always risks involved when
calling on magical beings. Character A knows the risks, but this is
important. They’ve run out of options and there’s no going back. Too bad
they didn’t notice the typo in their incantation and they’ve summoned a
much more powerful being than they thought and they aren’t interested
in playing around.
Title: Mutilation is the Most Sincere Form of Flattery Pairing: Sastiel rating: Explicit AO3: Link HERE
Summary:
Castiel doesn’t believe in magic. He thinks that the ‘spells’ his friend
Max does are simply elaborate prayers. That is until one night he tries
out one of these spells while drunk and accidentally summons a demon.
Afraid for his life, Cas strikes up a deal that will change his world
forever.
Title: Left Alone Rating: Explicit Ship: Sam/Castiel – Sastiel Warnings/Tags: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Alternate Universe – Modern Setting, Writer Castiel, Writer Sam, Revenge, Drug Abuse, Dead Sam, Resurrected Sam, Nightmares, Sexual Content, Sam is potentially dead when he has sex with Cas, Open to Interpretation, Castiel is murdered, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Rape/Non-con Elements are again open to interpretation, Stephen King FeelsNot Beta Read Prompt:#18 External Fic Link to AO3
Castiel is bequeathed a beach house near the Maine town of Perran. It’s the perfect location for him to work on his next novel, and so Castiel moves out there.
What he doesn’t expect is for his past to catch up with him.
who’s the werewolf and who’s the hunter Sam’s the werewolf and Cas is the hunter. Cas is investigating the string of “animal attacks” in a small town in Northern California where Sam works at Bobby’s shop three days a week. The twist is that everyone in the town knows Sam’s a werewolf and he’s not the thing attacking people. who’s the mermaid and who’s the fisherman Cas is the mermaid, Sam is the fisherman who winds up on a deserted island, mysteriously safe from a shipwreck. who’s the witch and who’s the familiar Sam is the witch and Cas is his blue bird familiar. who’s the barista and who’s the coffee addict| Sam’s the barista and Cas is the cute coffee addict who’s only barely half-awake when he comes in and his no idea Sam’s even interested. who’s the professor and who’s the TA They’re both professors. Sam is the History professor and Cas is the Religious Studies professor. They’re working together on a paper on the history of magic and it’s intersection with religion. who’s the knight and who’s the prince(ss) Cas is the knight, Sam’s the prince. who’s the teacher and who’s the single parent Both are a single parent and teacher. His daughter is in the same class as Sam’s son. They don’t even meet until Jack and Claire both get in trouble for fighting (not against each other, they were fighting together) and they have to stay after work to sort it out. who’s the writer and who’s the editor Cas is a frazzled writer and Sam really wants him to take a freaking break every once in a while because he’s driving Sam nuts.
Reylo
who’s the werewolf and who’s the hunter Rey is a hunter trying to both track down and kill the werewolf Kylo Ren and figure out how to get the attention of Ben Solo, the shy hermit who lives on his family’s farm on the village outskirts. who’s the mermaid and who’s the fisherman Rey is the mermaid and Ben’s the fisherman who accidentally caught her in his net. who’s the witch and who’s the familiar Rey’s a witch who doesn’t know it get and Ben’s her familiar who wishes she’d just stop trying to throw things at him because yes, he realizes he’s randomly naked in her house but he’s trying to explain that he was that dog waiting for her outside her apartment and she’s got a lot of untapped power. who’s the barista and who’s the coffee addict Rey is the barista and Ben’s the guy who really doesn’t like half the fancy coffee drinks she suggests but she suggested them so of course he’s gonna try it. who’s the professor and who’s the TA (God I’m a cliche) Ben’s the professor, Rey’s the TA. who’s the knight and who’s the prince(ss) Rey is the white knight, ready to storm the castle and save Prince Ben from the evil dragon keeping him hostage. who’s the teacher and who’s the single parent Rey’s a single mom of twin girls and Ben is their teacher who’s great with kids but awkward as hell with adults. who’s the writer and who’s the editor Ben’s a writer who thinks most of what he writes is crap and Rey’s his editor who helps him but down on the flowery language.
The demon lays dead in a heap behind Cas but Cas isn’t happy. If anything, he’s angrier now that the threat is gone.
“You’re using again,” Cas bites out, slamming Sam against the motel wall. “How could you, Sam? After everything, you throw it all away?”
“Get off me!” Sam struggles and, while stronger with demon blood coursing through his veins, he’s a pinned butterfly next to an Angel of the Lord. He’s helpless. Hopeless. At Cas’s mercy, ready to be weighed, measured, and found wanting. “I said get off! I think you damaged the wall!”
“Fuck the wall.” Cas grinds against Sam, eyes blazing. “You’re using. You could have drank from me and you chose a demon instead. Why?”
Sam gasps, clawing at Cas. “It… I can’t. It’s too -“
“Intimate?” Cas hisses in Sam’s ear. He doesn’t stop moving his hips. It’s not gentle or sweet. It’s filthy and not at all holy. His movements are fury and hurt and Sam’s pretty sure the goal is to make Sam hurt too. “You don’t like it?”
“No, Cas,” Fighting back is impossible because lust stirs deep inside and not just for blood, blood, blood. “I love it. I love it too much. I can’t drink from you when you don’t know what it does to me.”
“That is the most idiotic thing I’ve ever heard,” Cas replies, fucking against Sam even harder in tight figure eights. It would be better without clothes but Sam’s not about to say it. “You thought I didn’t know? Thought I didn’t see right through you? I’m an angel, Sam. I felt it then. I feel it now. Don’t you feel me?”
“Yes, yes, I feel you. I feel everything,” Sam gasps and comes right there, right in his damn jeans.
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