As the title implies, this is a collection of smut all written by me. It mostly consists of male on male, mainly destiel. This is very, very mature and I wouldn't recommend reading it if your innocence has yet to be taken by smut. Please beware of fairly kinky and mature scenarios. (I'm always open to prompts if you want to give one.) { Warnings: *Lingerie kink *Daddy kink *Sex toys }

Castiel James Novak is a good man. Not because he was a priest and told people about the word of God and also because he lived by the Bible. He was a good man because he just was. He was kind, he was generous, he held his heart in his hands and he never turned anybody away. All Castiel wanted that night was for God to talk to him, just once. He had prayed and prayed so many times before but there was no reply. He had read in a book somewhere about certain sigils and markings and a few words would summon God or the Holy Ghost to him and Castiel had run out of ideas. So one night, that was exactly what he did. Castiel James Novak didn't know that the markings he had put down and the incantations he had spoken did not in fact summon the Holy Ghost, except they brought down upon him his worst nightmare. A Demon named Dean. *Art not mine but i edited it a bit so i could put the title on :-D* *Yet another new story and i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much* Credit to @theofficialkitty for the cover

In which Dean develops feelings for the quirky, tea drinking, farmer’s market attending bookstore owner and Sam insists on using Facebook relationship statuses as hard, cold evidence.

Everyone who goes to Redwill High knows of the trickster Gabriel. His antics were legendary among the students, and everyone was always talking about the next big thing he might do. Sam really didn't care much for the gossip. But, he might be forced to when Gabriel's next idea land both him and Sam in detention.

oneshots (n.) a term used in fanfictions to say that there will only be one body of text (one chapter). i.e. oneshots of a very tall hunter and his very short archangel

One day, author John Green finds Benedict Cumberbatch hiding in his office. Many of us would be happy with that. But what do you do when Benedict is convinced he is Sherlock, and that the television show Sherlock is a ruse set up by Moriarty and must be shut down? You call your brother Hank, who has many hot tubs, and you think of a plan to get Benedict Cumberbatch home. But the path back to the set of Sherlock is not an easy one, or a fully clothed one, or one that can happen on dry land. Benedict doesn't seem to know that there is more than one John in the world, and he believes all of the fanfic he has ever read. Also, Doritos.

Meet Sherlock Holmes- a 15 year old sociopath; arrogant, tactless, rejected, but enjoys a life of solitude and deducing. Meet John Watson- a 15 year old footballer; quiet, popular, caring, but endures a life of isolation and oppression. A transfer from a state school, John pushes open the door of Room 22 to find the most crucial part of his life he never knew existed; a teenage boy with the mind of a philosopher, who just so happens to be able to precisely analyse every detail of John's life, whilst being able to piss everyone else off at the exact same time.