Summary: Dean, prince of Winchester, had pretty much everything he could have ever wanted, except for a choice in his fate. That was until he found himself kidnapped and held for ransom by a band of pirates and their enigmatic captain, Castiel. Now, he must choose for himself whether or not he will allow himself to be free to do what he wants or to do what everyone seems to think he should.
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Kidnapping, Minor Character Death, Major Character Injury, Violence, Angst, Historically Inaccurate Dialogue, Mild Sexual Content
Snippet:
The captain swung his head back slowly, dragging his eyes up and down Dean’s body before settling back to his face. Dean gulped reflexively. The man set a single, slender finger on his lip and hummed to himself. “And the other three?” “They were on the boat with him,” Marv said. The captain took a step back and moved to stand in front of Garth. Dean let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding. “You,” the captain said, addressing Garth, “will be taken back to your vessel. Once there you will head back to the castle and tell the king we have his son. You will tell the king that if he ever wishes to see his child again he will send a single ship to the cove at the northernmost isle at his borders two weeks from now. This ship will contain 10,000 gold pieces, 5,000 silver pieces, and ten barrels of whiskey. If your king attempts to send his navy he will never see his son alive again. If he complies, your prince will be returned, safe and sound. Is that understood?” Garth nodded. “But sir,” Marv interjected, “he’s got to be worth more than that!” The captain swung past Garth, towering over Marv, his shoulders arched high. “Did I ask for your opinion?” “N-no, but sir…” “Then hold your tongue,” the captain all but snarled, turning away. “But Castiel…” The captain, Castiel, swung around, a blade suddenly in his hand and pressed against Marv’s neck. “I told you to hold your tongue.” Marv went still, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth. Dean shuddered.
You know, I don’t think I actually write much that isn’t an AU… my rare pairs tend to be more canon!verse I think. Regardless –
The fic I’m most proud of is Some Things Last. It’s deanjimstiel, and was my entry for the DCJ bang this last year. Of all the fics I’ve written, it’s the most personal to me even though there isn’t a whole lot in it that’s based off my own life experience (some but not a lot). I will say that I project pretty hard onto Jimmy and there’s a lot more of me in him than there is of me in other characters. It’s the longest thing I’ve ever written at just over 60k. I really do think it’s my best fic, too. I have a few things I wish I did differently, but it’s what it is and I’m really damn happy with it. It’s angsty, funny, sweet, and parts of it make my heart ache. I don’t wanna ramble and say talk about what I think makes it really good because I don’t wanna sound like I have a big head or anything, but I do think one of the strengths with it is that there is a lot of varied emotion in it and everyone has their own issues they’re dealing with. I think I did a damn good job, if I do say so myself.
If that’s not really your speed, there are two other fics I’m also pretty proud of. They’re much shorter and very pwp but I liked them a lot. (I have a hard time finishing long fics, aparently.)
Four Can Play at That Game is winjimstiel and it’s so ridiculous. Like, it’s competitive sexting, so it can’t really get more silly than that imo. But I had a blast with it.
Bliss is also one I’m very happy with it. Early season wincest, no angst, just pwp and bottom!Dean. It was a surprise to me ‘cause I wrote it on a whim and it flowed really easily.
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