#hoh!dean

[dirtangeldean]

hello, for the love of regarding!dean, hiiiiiii!!!

it’s ren and i’m coming up on my 500 follower milestone and would love creators to join me in celebrating!

it’s mostly gonna be a free for all! just no w*ncest, angelc*st, jack x adults, or snuff/murders!

but! i take special interest in:

regarding!dean or deancas [x][x][x][ ch. 5 ]

homosocial shenanigans [x][x]

deanvictor [x][x][x]

autistic!sam [x]

cuddling [x][x][x][x]

deanbenny [x][x]

team free will in glasses [x][x][x][x]

deancassie [x][x][x]

hoh!dean [x]

synesthesetic!cas [x]

edit: it’s here!! check the boxed x’s for creations!

this will run from july 4th (fuck the fourth) to july 11th 31st (: tag #dirtangel500 or #dirtangeldean! if it’s writing, add the gift to “wisterialyptus” on ao3! 🪞✨

have at it and have fun!!

3rd edit: i loved all these contributions!! happy extension! you have all month!! i wanna see more stuff!! 👀 enjoy!! (honestly i’ll accept stuff until i reach 600 followers lol)

#cas #deancas #destiel #deanbenny #deancassie #hoh!dean #dean #autistic!sam #dirtangel500 #da.me #da.txt

[mrcowboydeanwinchester]

Hello! Do you have any links to content involving deaf/hoh dean? Ao3 is limited and tumblr's search function is... yeah, haha. No pressure if you don't have any!

hiya!!! when i tell you i absolute BEAMED when i saw this - always so lovely to see folk interested in deaf/hoh dean! alas there is not very much content at all that i've found (other than what i have made myself eek) to the extent where i tried to make a deafnatural reading list and had like three fics lol.

anyway, here's a comp of everything i can think of off the top of my head! if anyone has anything more feel free to add :)

fics

Give Me a Sign by MalMuses

E, destiel, 66k, severe-profound Deafness, AU

remember that summer? by halfwheeze

G, dean&eileen, 3.5k, severe-profound Deafness, stanford era

the lord of the lake (and i don't want to leave it) by rhinestoneangels

T, destiel, 27k, hearing aids & moderate hearing loss, post canon

Puzzles Of My Life by transgenderisms101

T, deanbenny, wip, hearing aids & moderate hearing loss, canon divergent

art

@pinknatural consistently draws dean in hearing aids!! here are some of my absolute faves: x x x

dean winchester & clint barton spiderman meme by @fruitmixtape

dean and eileen girl's night by crayola rest in peace queen

edits

dean with blue hearing aids and destiel moments version by me !

misc.

here are the tags i use on my blog to collect hoh/deafnatural content. i generally use hoh for dean but depending on the content there'll be stuff across all tags

hoh!dean│hohnatural│deafnatural

#i have a few hoh!dean fics in the works rn but alas i haven't actually published any myself yet #there should be a Lot of hoh!dean meta in my hoh!dean tag though hahaha #especially in like feb-may 2022 #hope this helps anon!!!!!!! #hoh!dean #hohnatural #deafnatural #dean winchester #ola answers #ola originals

[fatally-addicted-to-fiction]

Butchfem chubby HoH Dean Winchester

The reference I used didn't have a name on it so I'll put it down at the bottom for crediting

I LOVE HER. She is dear to my heart <3

this is the reference i used (if anyone knows who it's by please tell me so i can credit them!!!)

#supernatural #spn #dean winchester #fem!dean #dean supernatural #hoh dean winchester #chubby dean winchester #this is my 2nd proper fanart of dean lmaoo #fanart #my art #supernatural fanart #dean winchester fanart #pretty new to posting art on here

[fruitmixtape]

dean takes his hearing aids out mid-convo but keeps talking. he likes the feel of cas' heart beating. cas is completely enamoured.

for @mrcowboydeanwinchester's 1k celebration!! congrats ola ily!!! (day 1 prompts: hohnatural + purple)

#spn art #hohnatural #destiel fanart #deancas art #YES i know he should put his aids on the bedside table but i wanted to show them ok. also its too far and too he's comfy to move #destiel #deancas #hoh dean #spn fan event #mrcowboy1k

[grim-work]

HoH/Deaf dean finding out in “in the beginning” that mary had Deaf family. maybe the grandma dean is named for. maybe someone else. a whole piece of himself he didn’t even know was hers

#spn headcanon #spn headcanons #deaf dean #dean winchester #hoh dean #mary campbell #deana winchester

[vaginadentatacas]

I think learning sign for Eileen actually really helped Dean too. Not only has he been exposed to close-range gunshots without hearing protection from a young age (and yeah, it did fuck his hearing) but he still struggles to get words out sometimes when he’s stressed or upset. He’s not as fluent as Sam, but even if his signing is a bit clumsy it helps to have any way of communication that isn’t forcing himself to speak. Nobody mentions it to him because they think if anyone draws attention to it he’ll flee like a frightened bird

#dean winchester #hoh dean winchester #selectively mute dean winchester

[magdaclaire]

my dean&eileen discussing their mutual past (the summer during stanford era they lived in each other’s pockets) fic is now 1.9k

no sign of a plot in this bitch. just vibes. just dean and eileen signing back and forth on a sunny, fall day. no end in sight.

#yes this includes hoh!dean i know what i'm about #also hoh!kevin mention because i can #mer rambles #i'm truly a mess #time for bed tho maybe? idk if i can sleep yet #it's 130am

[pussypopstiel]

Disabilitynatural is just the organic way of the show its not even fanon it just makes sense

#my silly little posts #like ofcourse hoh!dean its just like how it should go

[dean-winchesters-adhd]

My not-so-sleepy Dean pic from the plane yesterday 🎧

#selfie #dean winchester #is it cosplay if this is how i look #then sure yeah #cosplay #spn #supernatural #gpoy #sorry for the selfies lately #my stuff #my pics #sleepy dean winchester #sleepyhead #beats #spn cosplay #dean cosplay #i did this because I couldn't sleep #deancoded #trans guy #hoh dean winchester #neurodivergent dean winchester #you know you're getting old when you're too tired to photoshop the wrinkles and scars haha #spn fandom

[littledovesnow]

the sound of snow

request: coriolanus with a girlfriend (wife in this case) who has hearing damange from the war

word count: 2.2k

content warnings: coriolanus being kinda awful in his speech but it's canon sooo, lucky flickerman trying to make a joke (spoiler: it doesn't land well), i think that's it?

a/n: ok i am not d/Deaf/HoH but i do have friends and former classmates who are, and i've done research before writing this. please correct me if i am wrong about anything. i left some things vague (such as hearing loss level), but overall i think it's decent?

also italics are when there's sign language being used :)

also also i had like three title ideas for this but i feel like they're all so bad but i liked this one the best

-----

Coriolanus had first met you back when you were both still wet behind the ears, unsure of how to navigate life after the Dark Days. His family had taken a direct hit when District 13 was no longer, his family’s fortune plundering into the depth unknown. Your family, however, had to face a different setback: a few rather close bomb blasts had stolen a majority of your hearing.

Coming from an affluent family, you were able to afford a private tutor growing up, teaching you and your family sign language, though as you grew old enough you were fit for a hearing aid in the left ear—the only one with enough hearing left to make it worthwhile.

All the while, you and Coriolanus never turned your backs on each other, choosing to let each other in on your trials and tribulations, knowing secrets were safe between the two of you. He had thus learned sign language from being in your home so often, Tigris and the Grandma’am having picked up on some of the more common phrases.

When you were both of age to begin at the Academy, your father fought tooth and nail with the Dean to ensure you were well-equipped with an interpreter when necessary, though you often went without one as you grew tiresome of the stares from your classmates.

During the 10th Annual Hunger Games, you say alongside Coriolanus as you two watched the tributes battle for victory, both celebrating when Lucy Gray was crowned the victor, both unaware of what fate waited your boyfriend the following day.

His stint in District 12 was something you two rarely spoke on, choosing to forget those few disastrous months while you were separated, you back in the Capitol studying at University while Coriolanus learned the hard way what it meant to be a Peacekeeper, to learn what it feels like to betray a friend, to learn what true power felt like.

Dr. Gaul had spoken to you prior to calling Coriolanus back to the Capitol, wanting your input if he would be a considerable candidate for her Gamemaker Apprenticeship, to which you informed her it was one of the biggest honors he would have wished for. Thus, Coriolanus was recalled back to the Capitol, back to you, where he stood alongside Dr. Gaul to prepare for years of Hunger Games, eventually landing as a true Gamemaker as Dr. Gaul began to take steps back in preparation for her retirement.

One day, however, Coriolanus had told her he was interested in becoming Panem’s next president, with Felix Ravinstill gone and no other heirs of the title, an election would take place. It was no surprise to the Head Gamemaker when the blonde brought the idea up, having seen him yearn and hunger for the coveted presidential position since he was fresh out of the Academy.

It came as no shock when he was announced at the Panem’s next president, you alongside of him as the First Lady. The country never knew what would become of the young couple, stars and revenge in their eyes.

-----

Coriolanus knew where he could find you once he returned from the Citadel, having met with Dr. Gaul for the upcoming 25th Hunger Games. He wanted them to be more of a spectacle than usual, to commemorate the quarter century since the end of the war.

He ignored the Avox who had opened the door to the private wing of the mansion, ignored the Avox who had his usual glass of whiskey waiting on a silver platter.

Opening the door to the greenhouse, Coriolanus’ eyes lit up as he saw you carefully pruning the rose bush planted in memorial of the Grandma’am. “Love?”

You looked up, and Coriolanus smiled when he realized your hearing aid was still in. You usually chose not to wear it while at home, preferring the comfortable silence from time to time.

“How was your day?” He asked, helping you untie the gardening smock you wore to protect the clothing underneath.

“It was fine, uneventful.” You replied, looking at the garden around the two of you. “How was Volumnia?”

Coriolanus was still gobsmacked that Dr. Gaul allowed his wife to call her by her first name, only a select few Capitol citizens were granted that honor, though he was one of them.

“She misses you, asked that you stop by sometime for lunch.” Coriolanus mused, plucking a rose out of the bunch in the vase. “Maybe you can help her come up with some new strategies for The Games, she loved your idea of stocking some food in the middle.”

You felt your cheeks heat up, not expecting the silly idea of arming the tributes with food to be such a hit in the Captiol. Betting had been at an all-time high for the tributes who had been able to get their hands on the stale, tasteless protein bars.

“I’ll see if she’s available on Thursday.” You knew the mad scientist would make room any day to meet with you. She had a soft spot for you, no one was quite sure why.

“You can ask her this evening, since we have that awful gala to start preparing for The Games.”

You looked at your husband, clearly forgetting about the gala. “I forgot that was tonight. I wouldn’t have pruned the roses if I had known.”

Coriolanus, who was cold-hearted and strict in public, simply waved off the nonissue. “You wore gloves, a smock, you look as beautiful as ever.”

You pressed your lips to his, disappearing to the bathroom for a shower prior to getting ready.

-----

 Attending Capitol galas and evening events as First Lady of Panem was something you weren’t sure you would ever get used to. Cameras flashing, various news outlets trying to get a snippet of you and Coriolanus talking, microphones in your faces.

Not that they would get anything, as Coriolanus was only going to give hints at his next political plans, life events, anything really, to Lucky Flickerman, who he had become rather close with following his mentorship in the Academy.

“D’you want anything to drink?” Coriolanus asked, lips brushing on the shell of your left ear.

Nodding, you two moved over to the bar for a couple glasses of posca before starting the endless circle of meeting politicians, thanking Capitol elites for their support, and the nagging question of when you two would start a family.

You had eventually been able to break free from the conversation you and Coriolanus were stuck in when Lucky Flickerman himself took the spot in behind the podium, preparing to start the night’s speeches.

Taking your seats, you felt Coriolanus place his arm on the back of your chair, hand brushing up and down the back your right bicep, goosebumps breaking out in the area.

As Lucky began his speech, you moved closer to your husband, whispering in his ear, “I can’t understand what he’s saying.”

Coriolanus looked back at you, noticing the missing hearing aid, eyebrow raised.

“I forgot to put it back in after my shower.”

Without missing a beat, Coriolanus shifted in his seat and began to interpret the speeches for you, ignoring the not-so-subtle looks you two were getting, mainly from newer guests who weren’t used to seeing the president use sign language.

At the conclusion of Lucky’s speech, a Capitol employee scuttled over to the First Couple.

“President Snow, we can have an Avox translate if you’d like.”

Frowning, Coriolanus shook his head. “That’s alright, I can interpret for my wife.”

The employee didn’t seem to expect that response, simply blinking at the couple.

“Is that a problem?” Coriolanus asked, ignoring your hand on his knee.

“N-no, not at all. I just- you’re expected to make a speech tonight, too.” The employee tried to backpedal, not wanting to ruin his career tonight.

You chose this moment to speak up, not wanting Coriolanus to overreact. “It’s fine, Coryo’s quite apt at making sure I know what’s going on. Why don’t you be a dear and get me a glass of wine?”

The employee was quick to leave the conversation, and Coriolanus looked at you. “You’re too kind to them.”

Shrugging, you took the full glass without so much as a glance in the employee’s direction. “Someone has to be.”

Coriolanus let out an airy laugh as he stood up, dusting off some nonexistent crumbs from his burgundy suit. He squeezed your arm before departing from your side, taking his place where Lucky Flickerman had left open, the weatherman-turned-host made sure to give his hand a shake as they exchanged pleasantries.

 Giving everyone a moment to settle down, Coriolanus cleared his throat before beginning, shocking nearly everyone in the room as he used both his voice and hands to conduct the speech.

“The Twenty-Fifth Hunger Games are right around the corner, so I thought I would give you all a twist I’m putting into the Reaping ceremony this year, and potentially the following Reapings. Dr. Gaul and I have had numerous discussions about how tributes are elected, and from prior games being rigged, we have initiated a couple updates to the ceremony and process.”

You were curious of the updates Coriolanus was talking about, unaware he was still dipping his toes into Gamemaking.

“Rather than each District’s mayor or elected spokesperson calling the names, we will have someone from the Capitol pull names. It will eliminate the possibility for rigging the tributes. In addition, who really wants to watch groups of children kill each other? With Reaping eligibility starting at age twelve, the Gamemakers and I have decided to increase the number of entries one gets as they age. When they reach the age of eighteen, each possible tribute will be entered into the Reaping six times.”

You weren’t able to hear everyone’s whispers, but you could see them looking at each other, taking in the news.

Coriolanus concluded his speech by introducing Dr. Gaul’s assistant, as the Head Gamemaker had something come up rendering her unable to attend the gala.

When he returned to your side, you looked him up and down. “Some updates, huh? Whose idea were they?”

Coriolanus had a smirk on his face, simply bringing his glass of posca to his lips.

-----

After all of the speeches were finished, some music began to play, letting the now tipsy and drunk Capitol elite take the dancefloor with eager steps.

Lucky Flickerman meandered over to where you and Coriolanus were still seated, discussing what Tigris deserved for her upcoming birthday.

“Not going to share a dance tonight?” He asked, looking between the two of you.

“Oh, Lucky, you should now, we don’t really dance. Only for the most special of occasions.” Coriolanus smiled, twisting the wedding band around his finger.

You wore a matching smile, though your reply wasn’t quite what Lucky expected. “And besides, Lucky, I’m not the best dancer if I can’t hear the music. You should have seen the first time we tried to dance together in the Academy.”  

The mustached man opened his mouth like he was going to reply, but nothing came out except for a chuckle.

Coriolanus hid his smile behind the glass of water he had switched to, not able to tolerate the posca and wine like he had before.

It was one of his favorite moments after you two had officially started dating. The Academy had their annual prom, though it tended to be more of a fashion show than dance, as many students arrived in extravagant outfits that were ill-suited for dancing.

You had been in a sparking silver dress, heels a gift from your mother, red-tinted lips dropping when Coriolanus asked you to dance with him.

It had been enough missteps to last a lifetime, but the two of you took it in stride, promising each other to get a proper dance instructor before your first dance at the wedding years later.

“I do hate to break up the fond memory, honey, but we should be heading out.”

Coriolanus downed the rest of his water before standing, lending you his arm as you two bid goodnight to your friends and Coriolanus’ closest colleagues, before disappearing from the gala.

-----

You walked out of the bathroom from taking your makeup off to see Coriolanus sitting on the bed, sheets pulled back for your arrival.

“Who are you thinking will be the Capitol’s representative for the Reaping?” You asked, mind still going back to the Reaping updates.

Coriolanus closed the book he was reading, eyes looking you up and down as you climbed into the bed. “I don’t know yet. Why, do you have anyone in mind?”

You shrugged, pulling the sheets up to your chest, yawn escaping your lips. “No one in particular, but I’m sure I could come up with some names.”

Coriolanus laughed, setting his book on the nightstand next to him. “We can talk about it when you’re not going to fall asleep in mere minutes. Goodnight, love.”

“Mm, ‘night, Coryo.” You whispered, letting Coriolanus’ soft breathing and the distant sounds of sirens lull you to sleep.

-----

a/n: hey was this good should i do more in this universe let me know

#coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow imagine #coriolanus x reader #hunger games imagine #hunger games tbosas #hunger games x reader #coriolanus x you #coriolanus snow #deaf!reader

[meggie-stardust]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks to the ever lovely @lucky-bishop for the tag! <3

How many works do you have on ao3?

74! Which feels both like a lot and not that much at the same time.

What's your total ao3 word count?

270,119?!

What fandoms do you write for?

Right now primarily Teen Wolf and I recently revisited my first fandom of Gundam Wing. I've also written a ton for BBC Merlin, Percy Jackson/Heroes Of Olympus, BBC Sherlock, Harry Potter, Newsies and random other things...

Top five fics by kudos:

Act of Man | BBC Merlin | Arthur/Merlin

Nightmares | PJO/HoO | Percy/Jason

Looking for the Thing We Lost | Teen Wolf | Peter/Stiles

Here I Am (Stuck in the Middle With You) | PJO/HoH | Percy/Jason

Know How A Man Becomes a Beast | Teen Wolf | Peter/Stiles

Do you respond to comments?

Yes, on all of my stuff from the past few years. There are older fics that I've opted not to respond to comments on for varying reasons, but I do read them all.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

When I have angst, I like to have it with a happy ending, but I would probably say this fliclette I wrote based on the prompt: "Can you do a Jasercy fic where Jason is trying to comprehend the fact that Percy's gone, preferably death, but it doesn't have to be."

A Slow Deep Panic | PJO/HoO | Jason/Percy

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I really like the end of Stuck Between Stations. After putting Stiles and Peter in the Wild Hunt and in time loop, the least I could do was give them a happy ending.

Do you get hate on fics?

Not hate, but I have gotten weird comments. I usually just ignore if they are just odd, but I have also deleted comments that are boarding on hate.

Do you write smut?

Yep!

Craziest crossover:

Aside from one HP/Sherlock fic that was co-written with my bestie and that we both abandoned, I don't really do long form crossovers (and that one wasn't crazy anyway). That said, there was a tumblr prompt game years ago, that was for 3 sentence fics and almost every prompt I got was a crazy crossover:

Dean and Castiel. Fight Club

MJN crew (bonus points for including Herc Shipwright). Supernatural hunters.

Sherlock/John. Teenagers working at Mooby's (View Askewniverse).

Jack/Spot, Night Vale AU.

Arthur and Eames. Exorcism.

You can read all of these and a few others: 3 Sentence Fic Collection. And actually, this was a fun trend, we should bring it back.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of, and knock on wood it never happens.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! A few actually, and it's always so, so, so flattering:

Acts of Man was translated into Chinese

Black Sails in the Sunset was translated into Português

Looking for the Thing We Lost was translated into Russian

This is a perfect time to say that I am always open to my fics being translated, podficced, remixed, etc. Just let me know so I can gush about it!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, the aforementioned abandoned HP/Sherlock fic, but it's been ages. @punchedbymarkesmith and I have kicked around some collab ideas, which I think would both be a blast and also for a potentially niche audience. Maybe 2024 is the year this happens!

All time favourite ship?

Steter is the one I've stuck with the longest, but I do have a few that I will always return to in the same way you might eat a comfort meal.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Look, I really, really want to finish It's Only Forever. I have like 1, maybe 2 chapters left. But it's been so long and I feel like my writing has changed, and idk. Every year I say I'm going to work on it, and every year I don't... le sigh.

What are your writing strengths?

I think I'm really good at finding a small moment in canon and then diverging from that. I also think I'm good at authentic dialogue and I think I'm pretty good at world building.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Action/fighting. Keeping things short unless it's a drabble/other restrictive format.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I am not fluent enough in any language other than English to do this confidently. Instead, I would write something like:

Stiles cursed at them wildly in Polish.

or

Peter responded in French, then turned back to Stiles and resumed their conversation in English.

First fandom you wrote in?

Gundam Wing. All of my old fic from *cough* 20+ years ago is lost to the annals of time (actually some is still on archived GW 1x2 sites if you look hard enough). And if you are one of like 7 people who remember my username, you can find my Newsies and Harry Potter fic (my next two fandoms) still on ffn. After I got out of a bad relationship that kept me from my own interests, including fandom, I returned with BBC Sherlock fic, which you can still find on AO3 if you scroll to the beginning of my profile.

Favorite fic you've written?

Gosh, I feel like this changes all the time, but I am particularly proud of At This Truth We Have Arrived. I loved exploring certain aspects of Peter's character, and doing a different take on Nogistune Stiles. I was also able to incorporate a lot of different themes and elements into it, as well as get my own closure with Monroe, something that has bugged me since the finale. Plus, I think I was able to accomplish a reveal that would add extra elements if anyone went back and re-read the story (even if I somewhat show my hand if anyone paid attention to the epigraph).

I have no idea who has done this yet, since I sat on this for a bit... so no pressure tags for @lolahardy @mirrorthoughts @myletternevercame @punchedbymarkesmith @midmorning-bomb @like-lazarus

#tagged #meg writes fic #writing meme

[mrcowboydeanwinchester]

dean finds speaking so hard. after mary died he didn't talk for months, he finds it so hard to verbally communicate his desires and fears, he hates speaking when he's on the verge of tears because the way his voice wobbles makes him feel even weaker. but physicality comes so naturally to him. he's always doing something with his hands. so when he learns sign, everything becomes easier. he hasn't got to force words out through his grating throat, he hasn't got to worry about the way his voice is giving his vulnerability away - he can just communicate with his hands, express himself the way that's always come most naturally to him. god gave him quick clever hands to hold a gun or knife. but dean uses his hands to say "i'm sorry i couldn't say this sooner" and "i love you"

#projecting onto dean again but. important #selectively mute dean winchester #dean winchester #hoh!dean #ola originals

[fatally-addicted-to-fiction]

Hard of hearing Dean save me

#supernatural #spn #dean winchester #hoh dean winchester #hoh #hard of hearing #dean winchester supernatural

[widespot]

"Dude, how dare you come into my room and talk down ice cream like that?"

"Hi, Nagard Annya Hoh? I feel like I was born to be a Greek!"

The frat's down to three members, one of whom is Delta's brother River. No sweat! He can practically taste the frat pizza.

"Wait, your old man is that artist guy? My mom says he's all the rage, if only he had money." "He's working on it!"

"Seriously? You came over to pledge me and you're studying?" "You were schmoozing Hi."

The frat hang around for a litle while afterward, which Sean doesn't understand. He can't wait to ditch this dump.

Isaiah finishes up his term paper. Maybe if he makes dean's list he can afford his own place? He really doesn't think the frat's for him.

"Bye Sean. Remember me when you throw your first toga."

#gavigan #schmidt #isaiah #sean

[loveofastarvingdog]

the thing is that deans hoh AND he has audio processing disorder and when he starts learning asl to better talk with eileen he starts to realize just how helpful it is to him to have a visual language

#neurodivergentnatural #disablednatural #adhd dean #timothy's txts. #spn #supernatural #dean winchester

[vaginadentatacas]

hi reminder that dean is very likely HoH at the end of the series. lifetime exposure to close range gunshots will do that to someone. & if the writers were good, they would have done this instead of making him suddenly lactose intolerant

#hoh! dean winchester #hohnatural #seriously though