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Fic: To the Bone 1/1, SPN, Wincest, Sam/Dean, NC-17
Title: To The Bone 1/1
Author: TempestQuill/Cassie
Characters/Pairing: Sam/Dean, Wincest, Jo Harvelle, Ellen Harvelle, Ashe, various hunters
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, extreme gore, graphic violence, sexual themes, cannibalism, slash, non-con, incest, dark themes, strong language, blood play, knife play, food kink, sado-masochism, dom/sub, power play, angst, horror, drama, au, character death (minor), torture, psychological abuse, bondage. If this squicks you consider yourself warned.
Word Count: 9,008
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, but I wouldn't mind renting them on occassion, alas I'm broke, but boys, Kripke, can we negotiate, seriously?
Summary: Dean's darkest fears are realized as he finds himself losing his brother to the darkness and becoming one of the things he's spent his whole life hunting. How does he fight a hunger that is devouring him from the inside out, stripping him down to the bone...
Notes: And may I present The Cannibal Project in all of it's glory. This goes out to my lil' sis Lissa, who said it couldn't be done, and to my late grandfather, Paw Paw Joe, who shared the stories of his people, particularly the story of the Wendigo, with his wife, my lovely Noni, who shared them with me. The poem found after the story is a poem that is from my actual hand written journal. I don't write entries, I write poetry. I'm seriously tweaked. Oh and this was beta'd by a stunned Lissa, because yeah, I really wrote Cannibal!Kink.
There is a subtle beauty in tearing someone apart, stripping away the flaws, flesh, blood, straight down to the bone.
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Don't forget to review, because a review from you keeps Provenance happy, and a happy psychotic muse is more amusing and inspiring than a bitchy slavedriving one (though honestly... Provenance HARDLY knows the difference)!
Author: TempestQuill/Cassie
Characters/Pairing: Sam/Dean, Wincest, Jo Harvelle, Ellen Harvelle, Ashe, various hunters
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, extreme gore, graphic violence, sexual themes, cannibalism, slash, non-con, incest, dark themes, strong language, blood play, knife play, food kink, sado-masochism, dom/sub, power play, angst, horror, drama, au, character death (minor), torture, psychological abuse, bondage. If this squicks you consider yourself warned.
Word Count: 9,008
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, but I wouldn't mind renting them on occassion, alas I'm broke, but boys, Kripke, can we negotiate, seriously?
Summary: Dean's darkest fears are realized as he finds himself losing his brother to the darkness and becoming one of the things he's spent his whole life hunting. How does he fight a hunger that is devouring him from the inside out, stripping him down to the bone...
Notes: And may I present The Cannibal Project in all of it's glory. This goes out to my lil' sis Lissa, who said it couldn't be done, and to my late grandfather, Paw Paw Joe, who shared the stories of his people, particularly the story of the Wendigo, with his wife, my lovely Noni, who shared them with me. The poem found after the story is a poem that is from my actual hand written journal. I don't write entries, I write poetry. I'm seriously tweaked. Oh and this was beta'd by a stunned Lissa, because yeah, I really wrote Cannibal!Kink.
There is a subtle beauty in tearing someone apart, stripping away the flaws, flesh, blood, straight down to the bone.
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Don't forget to review, because a review from you keeps Provenance happy, and a happy psychotic muse is more amusing and inspiring than a bitchy slavedriving one (though honestly... Provenance HARDLY knows the difference)!
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