However, I strongly suggest you read her Valentine's fic if you haven't already, Cassandra Never Had It So Good, which is hot, perceptive, inventive
Genre: horror, divergent timeline, squick/dark!fic, time travel, epistolary format
Characters: Claire!Meg, dark!Dean, BoyKing!Sam, OC (outsider POV)
Pairings: dark!Dean/Claire!Meg, Claire!Meg/BoyKing!Sam
Rating: NC-17 for the squick deluge
Word Count: ~2800
Warnings: necrophilia, torture, mutilation, violence, Apocalyptic/Hell imagery, noncon, scat, vomit, generally grotesque imagery, mindfuck, knifeplay, abuse, underage
Summary: In 2007, the Boy King reigns. Meg wreaks havoc. Death blooms. In 2011, Dean decides to do something about it. And once again, the Novaks get caught in the crossfire.
She slams his mouth fast, like she's on a mission from God, catches his tongue with her teeth and rakes down the grey, bloated thing like she's death's hooker. I could see the villi nibs collecting in her teeth, like roe.
I'm going to go crawl into a hole and die now.