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Brothers Apart Contest 2020

From January 1st, 2020 to March 31st, 2020, there is a contest running for Brothers Apart!

All art mediums are welcome, but the art must be based off of one of the stories within the Brothers Apart Multiverse.

Literature is accepted, so feel free to enter in any story entries you want. The stipulation is if it is a multi-part story, all parts must be up by March 31st.

This year, we’ve added in a separate category for unfinished previous entries, so if you entered into the contest in a previous year and never got to finish, you are free to finish that and enter it into the contest!

Rules:

  1. Must be based on the Brothers Apart multiverse. Canon brothers will not be accepted unless they are dealing with Celeste’s curse victimsand neither will the stories I have written that are not related to the AU. (An Ounce of CourageReversal of FateThe Comeback KidAfraid, ect…) 
  2. You may create an entry based on one of the various AU’s (Brothers LostBrothers Consulted, ect…) or create your own AU, but it must in some way connect to the Brothers Apart multiverse.
  3. This year there will be one contest and we’ll start with three winners (which will increase if enough interest is shown). Each contestant may submit up to two entries.
  4. There is a separate category for anyone who had a previously unfinished work in an older contest. You may have one entry for this, and still have two entries for the main contest!
  5. Everyone is welcome to enter except for @nightmares06, since I will be running the contest. 😉 That includes betas and cowriters.
  6. You may include any OCs from the stories in any artwork or writing or create your own OCs to interact with them! It’s fun to do!
  7. Each entry must be uploaded for viewing online. This is not site specific, but it must be a publicly displayed work.
  8. Please tag @brothersapart in any tumblr entries. If the entry doesn’t get reblogged to brothersapart, I might not have seen it! Let me know.
  9. For fanfiction.com, archive of our own or other website entries, please send a message with the location of your entry to brothersapart.spn@gmail.com so a link to it can be displayed on tumblr for everyone to see.
  10. For the deviantart entries, send a note to nightmares06 with the entry to ensure that it is added to the contest journal. Also provide a link to the contest journal in the information section for the entry.
  11. Each entry will be displayed on the Brothers Apart tumblr, wordpress site, and on nightmares06′s deviantart homepage.
  12. If you want to change either of your entries at any time for either contest, please message me through the BA email or a note on DA.
  13. There will be three prizes! One grand prize and two first prizes!
  14. One of the first place prizes will be decided by a poll, giving everyone a chance to vote for their favorite!
  • If there are any questions, please ask through the tumblr, deviantart or email!

Prizes:

  • Early access to several chapters of a future story, to be determined at the end of the contest (choices will be offered depending on what has posted already, and what is written)
  • 2 sneak peeks of future Brothers Apart multiverse stories, both angst and cutes.

The Grand Prize winner will also receive a special 2000 word short story, written by nightmares06 in the Brothers Apart universe from a prompt given by the winner!

–Early access to a future story can be swapped out for a copy of Bowman of Wellwood, if anyone is interested in seeing Bowman Leafwing’s background with Jacob Andris, Bobby Loran and Chase Lisong. For this option, you must be willing to provide a mailing address to @nightmares06.

A Dash of Hope sneak peek

anonymous asked:

Adoh – a dash of hope? Maybe?

Welp, I think you go down as the person who guessed a story title the fastest!

A Dash of Hope is set as a prequel to the three-part Brothers Apart special, and is a sister tale to Out of the Frying Pan. It follows the rest of Garen’s family, Risa and their two children, as they strike out on a scary and dangerous journey out into the world after being chased from their home and losing a father and husband to the humans that caused the disaster in the first place.

On this trip, they will run into new allies and new dangers, it’s a big world out there!

When this story posts, it will be under @neonthebright‘s account, as the story is going to delve into more of her worldbuilding and lore 😉

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Risa, Autumn and Garret by @mogadeer!


A crack of lightning lit up the dark forest, illuminating the eerie, unfamiliar world around them.

Risa pulled her children closer to her, huddling together for warmth in the night. Rain pounded down, hitting the ground forcefully. If any of them went out of the small alcove into the open air, the force of the water would be enough to knock them from their feet. It was one of the most devastating storms they’d ever seen, and they were stranded with no shelter past the arched covering of a tree root Autumn had found right as the storm hit.

Risa sucked in a gasp as the thunder boomed overhead. It was one thing to listen to a storm, snug and safe under the floorboards of the motel they’d called ‘home’ for so long. It was another thing entirely to be forced out into the wilderness without warning or preparation, driven there by the humans fear of ‘pests’ living in the walls.

She tried to stay strong for her children, Autumn and Garret, but it was getting harder every hour. Ever since smelling the poison waft down the walls, Garret had acquired a hacking cough, his entire body shaking in her arms with every breath. He’d only recently turned two, happily tearing around the house while Risa tried to keep him under control, keep him from attracting notice from the occupants of the rooms above.

After all, humans were dangerous.

Autumn, her ten year old daughter, huddled on her other side. “Mom, where’s Dad?” she asked worriedly. “He said he’d catch up to us as soon as he could. How come he’s been gone so long?”

Risa kissed her head. Autumn’s silver eyes watered up at her, those beautiful eyes she’d inherited from her father bleak and running out of hope. “Don’t worry, baby. He’ll find us. Everything’s going to be alright. We just need to stay strong for Dad and give him time.” She ruffled her daughter’s long brown hair, mussing up the wet strands. Even the blue ribbon Autumn used to tie her hair back with was sodden and bedraggled.

She pulled her children closer one more time, trying to hide them better underneath the thick root. Past the sounds of the terrifying storm above them, animals could be heard moving around in the dark forest. Even the insects crawling over and under the fallen leaves scattered over the ground could harm her and her children. She could only hope there were no spiders lurking in the underbrush nearby.

“We’ll be okay,” Risa promised them, praying she wasn’t lying.

Garret coughed, his tiny hacking voice breaking up the silence that surrounded them between the rolling thunderclaps.

Updates!

There’s been a bit of excitement over on the Brothers Apart tumblr, and it’s fine time for me to update everyone over here!

I recently posted an updated version of our Current Story Progress, which you will be able to find at the bottom of this post. It includes the acronyms for recent stories we’ve been writing ever since I stopped posting story excerpts due to time.

We’ve already had the first correct guess for a story name! A Dash of Hope was guessed within an hour of the acronym reveal, and I’ll put up the preview over here shortly after this posts! Three more to go!

Current Status of AUs:

An updated version

Brothers Apart

Season 3 has the first story written, but it needs editing and some TLC before it’ll be ready to post. The second story is completed, and the third is in the idea stage, with a three-part special story chain that will end with quite an interesting twist! This story actually has a prequel that leads up to it, tying in a certain trio of borrowers with the Brothers Apart crew!

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Lost

We’ve found where the conclusion of season 1 will be! This AU will pull in several characters that our readers might recognize both from our other stories, Supernatural episodes, and some unique OCs that will appear for the first time in BL! Two additional stories are ready for posting now, several others need to be edited and beta’d, and we’re currently writing our way through the Season 1 finale, which we have not had the chance to excerpt! Keep your eyes open on the tumblr for #trtn when it begins to post.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Consulted

We have several stories written, most need editing. Planned seasons for this series will be shorter, just like on the Sherlock TV show, but they’ll be full of action!

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Asunder

Many plans are in the works for this AU starring neon’s sprites.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Adopted

One more story is completed but needs to be edited and beta’d. Other ideas are in the works to continue the storyline and take it in a very unexpected direction.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Found

There is one more story under construction, but it’s currently on hold while we write other AUs.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Chosen

The first story for this AU is edited and being beta’d. More stories are planned to follow Stan’s path now that he’s with the Winchesters.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Discovered

The first story is 50% finished and currently on hold, but there are many plans for this young and adorable crew, and Stan Baker will also be joining up as a kiddo!

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Divided

Two stories are written and need to be edited and beta’d. I know @creatorofuniverses is waiting for her chance to dive at this story after the teasers we’ve put out…

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Grounded

Since this is a bit of an AU for messing around in, we don’t have any completed stories, but there are a few more chapters of fun, and we do plan on jumping back on it once we’ve caught up on some of our other backlogged plans! It’s fun playing around with a Brothers-Lost style Sam and Dean with PL1 ‘s canon storyline.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Kept

We’re only on the first story, but we’ve also constructed the backbone of the AU, all the way through a storyline crafted for this particularly disturbing version of the BA-verse.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Remembered

Another AU where we’re working on the first story! We have definite Plans for this one, and a familiar face that some of our giant story readers will remember…

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Saved

Ah, the AU that began as a prompt and grew from there! Both cowriters are interested in pursuing a storyline within this ‘verse, we just haven’t had time to start on the stories. There is another short that was written, and I’m in progress of writing a second as TorchMLP ​‘s contest prize from this year.

Upcoming stories:

  • #afilp
  • Flashlight
  • Pride
  • The Fight
  • Pride Goeth Before a Fall
  • Dad’s Journal

Brothers Together

There is nothing written or in-progress for this AU currently, but we do have some ideas floating around, and of course at some point we’re going to need to show how Oscar did when he reached Bobby’s!

Upcoming stories:

  • Still in the planning stages

Brothers Unexpected

Two stories, two shorts, and a multitude of ideas! This is just waiting to be beta’d, and we fully expect stories from BU to show up in the next poll.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers United

Half a story written, and lots planned for these poor dorks! Unfortunately, this is the story we were working on when writer’s block hit @nightmares06 hard, so we put it on hiatus and tried to switch to other projects. Now that the ideas are beginning to flow again, we hope to return to it.

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Sought

This AU will have a bunch of young dorks in it! With Dean at only 22, it’s an AU that lies between our usual age range of characters, and the end result is they are all quite excitable!

Upcoming stories:

Brothers Befriended

Only cutes to be found here! 😉 This AU changes up the age range of Stan and Dean. Normally Stan is a year older than Dean, while in this AU Stan will be younger than Sam, and only ten years old when the AU begins!

  • We’re thinking about starting off with a short story format for this AU, but so far no definite plans have been made.

Giant Jacob storyline

There are plans in the works for a sequel, though all we have for it so far is a tagline written out…

Chaos Priests work in pairs. One male. One female.

Sam and Dean didn’t know this when they put an end to the one that turned Jacob giant, and his partner is still out there.

And she’s found a far more suitable subject to turn into a giant… One that lives for the chaos of a hunt…

We have several more unannounced AUs under construction, and are constantly coming up with more ideas! Feel free to send us in your ideas/headcanons/asks, you never know what might happen!

Upcoming Events

January 1st: Happy New Year! The 2020 Brothers Apart contest begins!

January 5th: Clash of the Hunters finishes posting!

January 15th: Part 3 of Aftermath: A Series of Consulted Shorts posts.

January 16th to February 15th: Posting hiatus and vacation.

February 16th: Bobby of Far Away begins posting!

Prompt – Check It Out

Briana prompted:

Maybe something from the brother’s together universe? I feel like there must be so many good moments during their childhood that we haven’t seen yet!

This combined with another prompt gave me the idea to write a scene  from the perspective of smol Dean/big Sam and also from the perspective of tol Dean/smol Sam! That way I get some practice in on the differences between Brothers Saved and Brothers Together, and we all get some cutes.

So here we have teenager Dean, who snitched Bobby’s whiskey from where it was hidden in the house, and now they’re going to share!

(You can find the other half of the prompt here)


“Check it out.”

Sam lazily stretched to work out the kinks in his back from laying flat on the desk for so long while he did homework. Not his homework, naturally, as he hadn’t been able to go to school for a few good years now. He was helping with Dean’s, to try and keep in practice so he didn’t lose his touch for the day he was able to return to class.

Not that he held out much hope that his curse would be lifted after so long like this. 

Dean was standing in the doorway of their shared room, and when Sam spotted what he had in his hand with a shit-eating grin, he straightened in place. 

“Is that what I think it is?”

“You bet!” Dean proclaimed. He glanced over his shoulder and closed the door to the room, bouncing onto the bed next to the desk Sam was using. “Bobby and dad are going to be out all night, I figured we could take a break from classwork.”

“Dean, you know they’re going to figure out it was you,” Sam scolded, but the look he sent the flask of whiskey was longing. He hadn’t snuck a drink in years, not since their dad’s hunter friend, Fred, had given them some. 

“Chill, we’ll be fine,” Dean assured Sam. He twisted the cap off. “They’ll never know the difference, we just have to put it back where it came from and that’s that.”

Pouring out a tiny amount into the cap, Dean judge that to be more than enough for his younger brother. Neither of them was of drinking age, but that didn’t much matter when they were sneaking around behind their dad’s back.

“Give it a shot,” Dean said, sliding the cap over to Sam. 

Sam tentatively reached out to pull the cap closer, peering uncertainly into the strong-smelling liquid. He wrinkled his nose, then picked up the cap to take a sip. 

And sputtered, spitting out the drop. “You like this stuff?!”

Dean smirked as he took a swig from the flask, partially wishing he was the small one this time, just so he could have more whiskey than was in the small container. “You bet, short stuff,” he said teasingly, able to swallow the bitter drink without flinching.

Sam sighed, sending the bottle cap a disconsolate look. Why couldn’t Bobby have left the beer unattended? At least Sam had that before, and knew he could drink it without a problem.

Taking a deep breath to build himself up to it, Sam scooped up a drop of whiskey in his hand, and determinedly drank it. Again, he nearly spit it out, but forced himself to swallow, the drink leaving a burning trail down his throat.

“Got it,” Sam rasped, having a hard time talking after such a sharp drink.

Dean took pity on him and nudged over a second bottle cap that had been sitting across the desk with Sam’s possessions. It was the cap that held his water from lunch, and Sam quickly grasped it to suck in a drink to cool his throat. 

“Maybe it’s stronger because you’re smaller?” Dean mused out loud, taking another drink from the flask.

“No… I can do this,” Sam said, determined. He wasn’t about to miss out on the one chance they got to drink!

Prompt – Is That What I Think It Is?

jayadawnyvonne-art prompted:

What about a short of tiny drunk dean with big sam?

This combined with another prompt gave me the idea to write a scene like this out from the perspective of smol Dean/big Sam and also from the perspective of tol Dean/smol Sam! That way I get some practice in on the differences between Brothers Saved and Brothers Together, and we all get some cutes.

So here we have kiddo Sam, who found Bobby’s whiskey hidden in the house, and now they’re going to share!

(You can find the other half of the prompt here)


“Check it out.”

Dean looked up from where he had been fiddling with a bent paperclip to hide his boredom. He found the motion strangely relaxing, and when he eventually wore the metal down it would separate into two separate pieces.

There was a small pile of metal rods next to Dean to show how long he’d been sitting there playing around. It was a good way to entertain himself while Sam did homework.

Dean hadn’t even noticed that his younger– but much larger– brother had run out of the room for a bathroom trip, and now the kid was standing there with a small metal flask in his hand. His eyebrows climbed his forehead.

“Is that what I think it is?”

“Yeah!” Sam grinned broadly, puffing his chest out proudly. “I found this stuck between a cookbook and a book on Latin in the kitchen, and figured we can sneak it back out there before dad and Bobby get home, they’ll never know!”

Dean shoved the remains of the staples off his lap and jumped to his feet. “Pass some this way,” he urged, kicking his staples into a pile.

Twisting the cap off, Sam judged the size of the flask compared to Dean. “Think this’ll be enough?” he asked as he poured a drop into the cap and held it out.

“Perfect,” Dean said, looking into the cap as he took it from Sam. He knew it was hard for his younger but much larger brother to judge the amount of food and drink when they were sharing, which was how he ended up with a bucketful of whiskey. 

There was no way Dean would be finishing it, but he’d give it a good try.

Once Sam was sure that Dean was set, he took a sip from the flask. Then gagged. “You like this stuff?” he sputtered.

With a grin, Dean hefted up the cap and took a big gulp from it. He wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand. “You bet, gigantor!” he called up teasingly. “Good thing I’m the one with the bigger serving!”

Sam rolled his eyes, looking away from Dean for a moment before taking a deep breath and looking at the flask. It took every ounce of strength in him to take another sip, and swallow it without spitting it out.

The burning warmth of the whiskey settled pleasantly in his middle. Once he got past the bitter taste, it wasn’t a bad drink.

He just had to get used to it.

Clothes shopping

@wolfie180g prompted:

Sam giving dean advice while clothes shopping because he’d been stuck at the motel watching a channel devoted entirely to fashion the whole day he was home sick.


“Really? That’s what you’re going with?”

Dean hesitated with his hand halfway towards the shirt he’d chosen– one that looked comfortable, and was cheap enough that it wouldn’t dip far into his savings.

“Yeah?” Dean said suspiciously, wishing he could tilt his head to catch sight of Sam, currently hidden in the edge of his collar.

Outside, the snow was coming down strong. They had meant to be back to the motel before the storm hit, but it had blown up while trying to pack up the supplies they needed to stock up on.

When they found that almost everyone had left, leaving the mall and surrounding stores with only a few die hard customers and the exhausted cashiers to keep an eye on them, it had looked to be the perfect time to get in a little shopping without the ever-present concern that Sam would be spotted.

“You could at least buy something with style one of these days,” Sam said dryly as he judged the outfit Dean was looking at.

Hey,” Dean complained. To anyone else in the store, it would appear that he was arguing with himself there, no phone in sight. “I’ll have you know that my outfits are perfectly acceptable.”

“Sure, for shopping at the Army Navy surplus store,” Sam sassed. “Trust me, you could use something with a little more flair for your interviews.”

“Since when are you an expert on fashion?” Dean complained as he wandered over to another rack to browse.

“Since you left me at the motel that day with the shopping network on! All I watched all day was the outfits they were selling!”

Dean smirked. “Next time, remind me to leave it on the beef jerky channel.”

Sam jabbed him in the neck. “Next time, I’m using your credit card. I’m sure Bobby will appreciate getting some packages for you.”

“Don’t even think about it.”

Prompts open!

Guess what?!

@nightmares06​ picked up a brand new laptop for writing!

It’s an HP chromebook I was looking at for a while now, and it went on sale for half off for a pre-Black Friday sale!

I’m looking for some short and sweet prompts to break this baby in with, so if you had any ideas, send them in!

Just remember, I’m picking and choosing what I write right now depending on what I’m inspired by, so don’t feel bad if your prompt isn’t picked.

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Personalized with Supernatural swag!

Sneak peek of Brothers Befriended

Sam and Dean have found a flat and London that has no other borrowers living in it, and no family pets. It looks perfect at first glance, but with five human brothers living there, the Winchesters are in for more than they can handle!

  • ( A special note for this AU: Changing things up in a big way, we decided to take the age range of the characters and skew them. Normally in our other AUs, Dean is one year younger than Stan, who is the youngest of the Bakers. In Brothers Befriended, Dean is the oldest in the group at 17, and Stan is the youngest, at only 10. All of the other Bakers have been aged down like Stan, leaving Simon (who is the oldest of the Baker brothers) at 16 years old. )

The sun was low, barely a trickle through the shaded windows.

Dean had no need of the few streams of sunlight as he arrived at his destination, humming contentedly as he found the supplies he needed just as he’d thought.

Several paper clips were strewn through the papers scattered over the table. Distantly, Dean could hear voices. He stayed alert and at the ready, prepared to jump into action.

If they waited until night fell, the supplies they needed, left so carelessly strewn about, would be cleaned up and packed away. The food would be sealed back up in the pantry, and any effort to dig it out would yield much less food for much more work.

Slipping in while the kids that lived in the flat were busy elsewhere sounded like a good plan, but would only last until one of them got bored and came back.

Considering there were five brothers living in the place, growing up together, that was a tall order.

Dean had chosen to go for the supplies they needed for building, stuff that could be anywhere in the dining room, while Sam fetched what food he could find from the pantry. Sam would have a much easier time diving out of sight if someone came into the pantry, making it a safer endeavor, relatively, than Dean’s. Plus Dean’s familiarity with the more mechanical aspects of building a new home in the walls was a boon for his side of the supply run.

Dean’s ability was a huge help at tracking down specifically what he was looking for amid the scattered school supplies of several teenagers and two elementary-aged kids. It would save him time and help him get back under cover sooner than Sam could.

Up on the table, Dean was high away from any real cover, but he was able to collect several paper clips, leaving enough behind to make it seem like nothing had been touched. Tucking those into his bag, he pushed some papers aside, searching for used and discarded staples that he could unbend. Thinner and more delicate than the paperclips, they were equally useful for Dean’s planned projects in the flat, and wouldn’t be noticed if they went missing.

So long as he didn’t steal any that were still in use, naturally.

The brothers had only recently moved in, selecting an open space in the walls to start their new home. No other borrowers lived in this building that they could find, and the local community kept to itself, a fact that Dean preferred. He stayed out of the others way, and so far they had stayed out of his.

Sometimes Dean wondered what it would be like to be a part of a community, but those wonderings were always cut short. He could provide for his younger brother, just as he always had. They had no need to be in debt to anyone else.

Just recently turned seventeen, Dean had found this flat and judged it a decent enough place to live. There were three teenagers and two kids, but no pets that could sniff them out. He and Sam could rest peacefully there.

Sam had been disappointed that there were no dogs, and Dean had to remind him just why dogs were so bad to have around. An animal several stories tall? Able to track them by scent and movement, with teeth the length of Dean’s arm? No, thank you.

Dean’s search yielded a used staple under one of the papers he moved. He plucked it up, testing the remaining tensile strength. If it was too weak, it would do him no good.

Finding it in good condition, he slipped that into the side of his bag, wondering how Sam’s search was going. If they both had a successful supply run, they’d be eating good that night.


Being the youngest of five brothers had its ups and downs. Most of the time Stan Baker took these in stride as just a part of being a family.

One thing that was sort of an up and a down was that at ten years old, he was hardly expected to be good at much. For instance, the strategic card game that his oldest older brothers tried to teach him on one of their odd nights off.

Stan had tried his best to keep up, and by the end of a few rounds he felt that he was starting to get a better grasp of how the game worked, but his interest as a player had greatly weaned by then. His brothers didn’t fuss too much when Stan decided to back out of the upcoming round since he was still interested in watching.

He needed something to do with his hands, though. While his brothers were shuffling and redistributing the cards, he snuck off to a shelf in the corner where things usually got discarded when they either didn’t have a place or the brothers were too busy or lazy to put them back where they belonged right that second. He found a coloring book that caught his eye, but no colored pencils.

His brothers were already getting started with the next round of the game, so Stan needed to hurry if he was ever going to follow the action. Stan knew for certain that there were colored pencils with the rest of the school supplies left behind in the other room with the rest of the Bakers’ collective homework. Tucking the book under his arm, he rushed down the hall to fetch what he needed.

Just when he rounded the corner, he found himself stopping short as his deep green eyes widened at an unexpected sight.

The coloring book slipped out of his grasp and landed sprawled on the floor, and Stan hardly spared it a glance in favor of the tiny man on the table, sifting through the papers that easily dwarfed him many times over. Stan’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor, his hunt for colored pencils forgotten in an instant.


Dean heard the gasp from behind him, and twisted around in a rush.

Murky green eyes met the youngest Bakers’ wide eyes, and Dean felt his most recent acquisition slip from his hands, landing with a clatter next to a boot planted on a half-completed assignment.

The tense moment stretched out between the borrower and the kid, and then Dean shifted his weight to one leg.

And bolted.

Stan gave a jolt when the tiny person took off running, and his first impulse was to follow.

Even as the smallest in his family, Stan’s little legs closed the distance easily.

“Wait! Don’t go!”

His hands shot out to block the borrower’s way before he could get out of sight. All he accomplished was throwing Dean off-balance with his movements and ended up sweeping him off his feet with both cupped around him. Stunned by this turn of events but undeniably curious, Stan lifted him closer to eye level for a better look. As tiny as the man was, Stan’s hands were barely big enough for him on their own, but together they formed a little alcove around him.

“Whoa,” Stan breathed, awestruck there was an actual, real person in his hands, with hair and a face and clothes and everything. Even a leather jacket that looked as real as anything Stan had ever seen on grownups his own size, and his thumb moved to nudge at the little shoulder to see if it was.