Denizmisn

Rating: T

NEW FİC ALERT

“What are you doing?”

I turned to the naked and blindingly beautiful brunette woman in the bed. The surroundings were gray, filled with rags, and irritatingly filthy.

“I remembered something I have to do.” The high pitch of my voice made my head ache even more. I tried not to look at her as I pulled the clothes on the floor over myself.

“What? That morning thing? What happened to your voice?”

Summary

Waking up in Dean Winchester's body was a shock. Being dropped right into the bleak, filthy center of the Endverse by a chaotic system named Nezha was a nightmare. Now, with a voice that refuses to cooperate and zero survival skills, my first quest is to find Castiel’s tent—and try to convince him I'm still the man he's looking for.

Destiel hug from the Trap anybody?

Rating: T

NEW FİC ALERT

“What are you doing?”

I turned to the naked and blindingly beautiful brunette woman in the bed. The surroundings were gray, filled with rags, and irritatingly filthy.

“I remembered something I have to do.” The high pitch of my voice made my head ache even more. I tried not to look at her as I pulled the clothes on the floor over myself.

“What? That morning thing? What happened to your voice?”

Summary

Waking up in Dean Winchester's body was a shock. Being dropped right into the bleak, filthy center of the Endverse by a chaotic system named Nezha was a nightmare. Now, with a voice that refuses to cooperate and zero survival skills, my first quest is to find Castiel’s tent—and try to convince him I'm still the man he's looking for.