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Not Times's Fool by Pandarus (NC-17)
Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: Dean/Sam, Dean/others (m/f, f/f, m/m)
Length: 61,400 words in 21 chapters
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pandarus
Author Website:Pandarus' fanfic archive on LJ
Why this must be read: As much as I love a good cliché, curse fic, I usually shy away from gender-bender/switch type of fics. Usually they irk me, more than delight. This does not irk in any way shape or form. Yes, this is a gender/curse fic with girl!Dean, and it works on so many levels. Not only is, Dean’s essence intact, but his voice, and attitude is clearly Dean throughout. Set aside some time for this one. Once you’re settled, get ready for a long, detailed delicious fun read, from beginning to end. With outrageous/glorious dialog, spot on characterization, first-time ride between Sam/Dean. It’s brilliant, hilarious and well executed! Honestly the best gender switch fic I’ve read in SPN.
“Pretty bad? Pretty bad? Fuck, Sammy, Nair in the shampoo is pretty bad. THIS? This is fucking catastrophic! Apocalyptic! Rain of toads, sea of blood, Ann Coulter elected President of the United States, Metallica playing R&B in Vegas, end of the freaking world disastrous.” And, yes, this may be a little egocentric, but right now, as far as Dean is concerned, it's also absolutely true. Somebody has stolen his penis, for the love of God!
Sam frowns. “Well, no, I mean – Dean, we're not talking Lucifer walking the earth. You've got to keep this in perspective,” says Sam, and Dean stares at him for a furious, speechless moment and then launches himself at his brother and starts whacking him over the head.
“No penis, Sammy,” he snarls, punctuating each word with a smack. Sam twists under the covers, raising his arms to protect his head. Dean's breasts swing around really annoyingly and seem to make the whole punching process a lot weirder than it should be, and Dean is beginning to understand why women bother with bras, but smacking Sammy upside the head is, as it turns out, still quite a satisfying way of venting his frustration. Apart from the fact that Sam's just taking it, and isn't making any attempt to hit back. Dean stares in sudden comprehension.“Don't be so – oh my God, you chicken-shit little – hit back!”
“Dean,” protests Sam, grabbing for Dean's wrists, and somehow Sam seems to be even bigger than usual, which is wildly annoying, and then Dean realises that he's probably gotten smaller now. Six foot is pretty tall for a girl, after all. Just what he needs. Fanfuckingtastic.
“Oh my God, what – you're not going to fight back because I look like a girl? What is this bullshit? You hit girls, Sam.” Dean tries to knee him in the crotch, but Sam knows him too well.
“Evil girls,” Sam protests. “Demon-possessed type girls, or, you know, otherwise evil ones. Not normal girls.”
“I'm not a normal girl, jackass!” yells Dean, beside himself with rage. “I am your big brother, and I can still put you over my knee and give you the spanking of your life, you snotty little bastard.”
Not Time's Fool
Sincere Apologies! for my lack of recs. RL just didn't ease up, but I hope you do enjoy the few I did.
Pairing: Dean/Sam, Dean/others (m/f, f/f, m/m)
Length: 61,400 words in 21 chapters
Author on LJ:
pandarusAuthor Website:Pandarus' fanfic archive on LJ
Why this must be read: As much as I love a good cliché, curse fic, I usually shy away from gender-bender/switch type of fics. Usually they irk me, more than delight. This does not irk in any way shape or form. Yes, this is a gender/curse fic with girl!Dean, and it works on so many levels. Not only is, Dean’s essence intact, but his voice, and attitude is clearly Dean throughout. Set aside some time for this one. Once you’re settled, get ready for a long, detailed delicious fun read, from beginning to end. With outrageous/glorious dialog, spot on characterization, first-time ride between Sam/Dean. It’s brilliant, hilarious and well executed! Honestly the best gender switch fic I’ve read in SPN.
“Pretty bad? Pretty bad? Fuck, Sammy, Nair in the shampoo is pretty bad. THIS? This is fucking catastrophic! Apocalyptic! Rain of toads, sea of blood, Ann Coulter elected President of the United States, Metallica playing R&B in Vegas, end of the freaking world disastrous.” And, yes, this may be a little egocentric, but right now, as far as Dean is concerned, it's also absolutely true. Somebody has stolen his penis, for the love of God!
Sam frowns. “Well, no, I mean – Dean, we're not talking Lucifer walking the earth. You've got to keep this in perspective,” says Sam, and Dean stares at him for a furious, speechless moment and then launches himself at his brother and starts whacking him over the head.
“No penis, Sammy,” he snarls, punctuating each word with a smack. Sam twists under the covers, raising his arms to protect his head. Dean's breasts swing around really annoyingly and seem to make the whole punching process a lot weirder than it should be, and Dean is beginning to understand why women bother with bras, but smacking Sammy upside the head is, as it turns out, still quite a satisfying way of venting his frustration. Apart from the fact that Sam's just taking it, and isn't making any attempt to hit back. Dean stares in sudden comprehension.“Don't be so – oh my God, you chicken-shit little – hit back!”
“Dean,” protests Sam, grabbing for Dean's wrists, and somehow Sam seems to be even bigger than usual, which is wildly annoying, and then Dean realises that he's probably gotten smaller now. Six foot is pretty tall for a girl, after all. Just what he needs. Fanfuckingtastic.
“Oh my God, what – you're not going to fight back because I look like a girl? What is this bullshit? You hit girls, Sam.” Dean tries to knee him in the crotch, but Sam knows him too well.
“Evil girls,” Sam protests. “Demon-possessed type girls, or, you know, otherwise evil ones. Not normal girls.”
“I'm not a normal girl, jackass!” yells Dean, beside himself with rage. “I am your big brother, and I can still put you over my knee and give you the spanking of your life, you snotty little bastard.”
Not Time's Fool
Sincere Apologies! for my lack of recs. RL just didn't ease up, but I hope you do enjoy the few I did.