Brothers Saved: Hidden Entrances

Brief time jump! Things are settling down, John and Bobby keep searching for a cure, and the boys spend their days getting used to Dean’s new height and exploring the old house!

Lucky for you Brothers Saved fans, I forgot this part of the story is split into two parts, so tomorrow we get ONE MORE CHAPTER! After I get home from work tomorrow you will be treated to Brothers Saved: TV Time


“Whaddya think’s in there?”

Sam squinted his eyes, flat on his stomach in order to see where Dean was gesturing to.

The smaller Winchester was peering into a crack they’d found in Sam’s room at Bobby’s house. They’d never noticed it before, after years of staying in the place. Not until Dean, reduced to a fraction of his height, had begun investigating the room while Sam read a book on the floor, relaxing in the summer heat with a glass of water nearby to help keep cool. 

Exploring the house at his new height was turning out to be a good way to pass the time while John and Bobby continued to try and track down a cure for Dean.

Sam stayed nearby, always keeping an eye out for any possible dangers for Dean. He was just as fascinated as Dean was at the new way of looking at the house, and kept pace with his older brother whenever they found something new and unexpected.

Like this crack in the wall, just wide enough for Dean to slip through, but too thin for Sam to fit his hand into.

“Think we should grab a flashlight?” Sam asked with a faint frown. The inside of the walls was pitch black, too dark for him to make out any features. If they couldn’t see, they couldn’t know what else might be in there.

“Yeah!” Dean said enthusiastically, glad for anything that would break the tedium that came from staying at a house that only had basic cable and he was too small to work on the junk cars out back.

Moments later, Sam had rustled up one of the clunky flashlights that Bobby had his place stocked with, and flicked it on. The sudden onset of bright light left Dean blinking to get rid of the glare, and keeping his hand up to try and block it. “You mind?”

“Sorry!” Sam hissed between his teeth, fumbling for a second before he had it correctly pointed at the dark hole. Lying flat on the floor again, he still could only make out the first few inches before darkness ate away at the light.

“Cool,” Dean said, leaning in and looking around. 

If Sam hadn’t pinched Dean’s shirt at the last second, he might have vanished into the walls there and then.

“Hey!” Dean protested, his arms pinwheeling as he nearly lost balance. 

“You’re supposed to stay where I can see you,” Sam pointed out. “Remember? Dad’s gonna get mad if you get stuck in the walls and I can’t get you out.”

Dean rolled his eyes, batting at Sam’s big fingers. Sam didn’t relent, keeping his grip on Dean’s shirt firm. “I’ll be fine, Sam, I’ll just go a few inches!”

Chewing the inside of his lip, Sam considered. “Where I can see you?” he asked.

Dean scowled. “Yes,” he huffed in annoyance. “You know, I can still take care of myself, I’m not an infant!”

Sam’s resistance crumpled. “I’m just trying to help,” he insisted, his voice cracking with guilt. His grip on Dean’s shirt vanished.

“Shit, Sam,” Dean took a few steps towards Sam. “I didn’t mean it like that, right? I won’t let you get in any trouble, I promise. I just wanted to see what’s in there.”

Sam nodded glumly, his hazel eyes staring at the ground under Dean instead of meeting his gaze. ” ‘Kay,” he said, his voice subdued. 

“I won’t go out of sight, promise,” Dean said, nudging Sam’s hand with a boot. “Dad can’t get mad at you.”

As much as Dean hated the way John had put the sole responsibility of the brothers on Sam’s shoulders now instead of his, he didn’t want Sam to suffer because of it. It wasn’t Sam’s fault any of this was happening. 

Sam half-heartedly nudged Dean back, giving him a ghost of a smile before it fell. 

“After this, we can go watch some cartoons, okay?” Dean coaxed, determined to cheer Sam up. “I’ll even let you be in charge of the remote.”

Sam’s eyes lit up. “Let’s watch Sonic!”

“Deal,” Dean agreed easily. “As much as you want.”

With Sam’s agreement obtained, Dean inched to the dark opening. As much as he wanted to dive in and check things out, he was cautious as he stuck his head into the walls. 

The light from the flashlight went several inches before it hit the wall in front. In each direction, Dean could see that the inner walls stretched out from where he was. Small motes of dust floated in the air, and he tried to wave them away before giving up. All his motion accomplished was causing more to swirl up from the floor and walls.

The sights reminded Dean of the hallway of an abandoned house. He’d gone with his dad on a few of the smaller hunts. If they just put some furniture and hung pictures on the wall, this would fit the view of any one of thousands of old homes out there.

The floor shook a little under Dean’s step, and he glanced over his shoulder to see Sam fidgeting. The kid might have been won over by Dean’s bargain, but he was obviously still nervous about losing Dean in the walls. Dean backtracked out of the walls, coughing away some of the dust and shaking his head.

“How was it?” Sam asked, unable to hide his envy.

“Dusty,” Dean said. “And dark.” He grimaced. “Let’s go watch Sonic.”

As Sam gathered Dean and the flashlight up in his hands, Dean sent a longing look at the wall entrance. He didn’t want Sam to worry, but he also wanted to see what it was really like in there.

One day.

Brothers Saved: Burgers, Bacon and Bobby

Bobby, naturally, has his own way with the kids, and likely understands how Dean is feeling a lot better. He’s here to support them both!

Tomorrow the story will continue, in Brothers Saved: Hidden Entrances.


Sam and Bobby were quick with the meal. Throughout the preparation time, Bobby hadn’t pried about what upset the young kid, his cheeks bright and splotchy while he blinked more often than usual. It was obvious Sam was trying to recover from whatever John had told him, but Bobby couldn’t hear what had gone down in the library.

Nudging Sam in the arm, Bobby winked at him. “Got some of Dean’s favorite,” he said. “Why don’t you be the one to bring it to him.”

The creases in Sam’s face vanished as he looked up at Bobby finally. Up until then he’d just been punching the ground meat and forcing it into the shape of a patty. Nothing a kid couldn’t handle.

The expression on Sam’s face was so hopeful, Bobby couldn’t stop a faint smile of his own. “You bet,” he said, answering Sam’s unspoken question. He gestured at the bag of food that he’d brought in. “Plenty of bacon he can put on his burger, and some pie for later.”

Sam’s shoulders fell again. “But Dean’s too small for a burger,” he said petulantly. “How’s he ‘upposed to eat it?” His voice hiccuped as he talked, giving Bobby insight that Sam was more upset than he was letting on.

John Winchester needed to figure out a way to relate to these kids without being so hamfisted. Bobby silently swore. One kid was too small to defend himself and the other was much too young.

“We’ll make one special for Dean,” Bobby said, trying to make light of the situation for Sam’s sake. “Just you watch.”

He chided the kid to the sink to wash up, then gave Sam one of the juice boxes they’d picked up on the way back. Considering that John had planned on just leaving the kid with the hot dogs and water for however long it took to hunt the witch down, Bobby had prevailed on him to pick up more useful provisions. Kids needed more than meat and water, whatever John thought they could survive on.

Sam sat at the table, watching with watery eyes as Bobby took one of the burgers and diced it down into much smaller segments. He tested with several, ended up with Sam eating a few of the pieces that didn’t work out, until he had one that stayed together and fit on a small pinch of bun that Bobby judged would come close to the size Dean would need to eat. 

Selecting one of the pieces of bacon sizzling in the pan next to the burgers, Bobby handed it off to Sam, keeping the kid involved. “See what you can do with that for Dean,” he encouraged Sam. “He’s probably starved for some real food.”

This got Sam’s first real smile since Bobby had come, and while he finished up the last few burgers, Sam sat there, biting his tongue and delicately putting together the smallest burger so it was just right. A sliver of tomato, the tiniest bit of lettuce, several crumbs of bacon, and the bun pinched around everything.

Bobby was glad to see some life in the younger Winchester boy as he worked diligently on the food for Dean. When he finished prepping the other sandwiches, he handed one off to Sam. “Don’t forget to bring Dean some ketchup,” he advised, adding a bottle cap to the pile and a second juice box. “He’ll feel the better with food in him.”

” ‘Kay,” Sam replied blithely, the pad of his feet running to the library echoing behind him as Bobby followed, suppressing a smile as he heard Sam loudly proclaiming the meal they had ahead of them.

Then Bobby was in the room, handing off a burger to John before he could say a word to Sam about only bringing food for the two of them.

“Hey, Dean,” Bobby said, keeping his voice soft. 

Dean glanced up, obviously stiff as he nodded in Bobby’s direction. “Thank you for the food, sir,” he responded.

Bobby had to hide a frown of disapproval at the formal way Dean was talking. It wasn’t like the kid, normally so cocky and full of confidence.

Not a word was said when they shared out the food, but Bobby could see the way that Dean inched his seat closer to Sam’s, sticking close to the person he knew the best.

Bobby would have given anything to be a fly on the wall while Dean and John had been in there alone, just to hear what the man had told his son, considering how fragile Dean’s position currently was and how delicate his state of mind must be. 

Brothers Saved: Homecoming

And we’re back!

It’s been a while since we visited the Brothers Saved pair, and we left them before John Winchester returned home with Bobby Singer, which is right where this fic pics up! 

Tomorrow the story will continue, in Brothers Saved: Burgers and Bacon and Bobby.

You can find the rest of their story at Archive of Our Own.


“Sam, we’re back!”

The thunderous voice echoed around the Winchester brothers. Sam perked up as he glanced towards the front door, not noticing the way Dean stiffened to hear their father’s deep voice for the first time since he’d woken up just a few inches in height.

John was an intimidating figure on the best of days, and with Dean’s height cut down to a fraction of his original, that would only be heightened. 

“In here!” Sam called, letting the hunters know they were in the library.

Without the ability to go picking through the junked cars out back, there was very little that Dean found interesting to do at Bobby Singer’s house. Due to John’s orders given to Sam before leaving, Dean had stuck close to Sam the entire time since waking up. It helped them both, in a way. Sam didn’t worry so much when Dean was in sight and Dean used it to reassure himself that things weren’t as changed as they felt.

Times like this made Dean doubt that assertion. 

Thudding footsteps made their way through the house. One set split from the other, and Dean could hear Bobby in the kitchen, likely fussing over all the calls he’d missed since joining up with John to help the Winchester family.

Part of Dean wished that Bobby had come to see them in the library, the other part of him knew he would have a hard enough time with just one new giant, never mind a second.

He’d adjusted to Sam over the last two days, spending a lot of time within arm’s reach of the younger Winchester kid. Sam had stayed true to his word, and kept the amount of handling Dean to a minimum, letting his older brother decide if he wanted to change rooms or stay where they were. Only a few times had Sam forgot himself and reached for Dean before offering a hand. 

They were both adjusting, as best as they could.

When Dean has asked about John and Bobby’s extended absence, Sam had shrugged. “They checked in once a day before you woke up, and Bobby made sure to keep the kitchen stocked,” he’d explained. “They’ll be back soon.”

Now that they were, Dean wasn’t ready.

Plodding footsteps preceding him, the threshold of the door to the library filled with John’s formidable figure. Just over a week ago, Dean was only half a foot shorter than him. Now, he found himself craning his head back to just keep his dad in sight.

“Hey, Sammy,” John said, exhaustion in his voice. “How’re things with–“

Trailing off, John’s brown eyes focused on Dean. Having expected to see the small teenager comatose, it was almost comical to see him do a double-take at the sight of his elder son sitting up on his own, clearly alert.

“Sam! I told you to call us if Dean’s condition changed!” John scolded.

Sam hung his head, his cheeks changing to pink as he flushed. “I forgot,” he mumbled at the ground.

Dean couldn’t stop reaching out and patting the arm Sam had resting near him. With everything going on the last few days and the adjustments he was making, Dean was as much to blame for forgetting to call as anyone. He didn’t want Sam shouldering the blame on his own.

Yet there was a small amount of intimidation that coiled in his stomach and prevented him from speaking up about it as John walked to the table.

All of that fled Dean’s mind as John sat down in the chair next to Sam. Compared to the scrawny ten-year-old, John Winchester was massive, and he leaned over to get a better look at Dean.

Sam sheepishly moved his arm out of the way, trying not to fidget in the seat where he was nearly forgotten about in the wake of Dean’s miraculous recovery.

“How ya feelin’, dude?” John asked in an uncharacteristically soft voice. It was a tone of voice Dean couldn’t remember ever hearing out of the man, at least as far as he was concerned. 

Dean clenched his jaw, forcing himself to meet John in the eyes. “I’m fine, sir,” he said stiffly. “No injuries, and Sam’s been careful the whole time.”

John nodded, reaching a hand towards Dean. Dean didn’t let himself flinch away, hating how helpless he felt near his dad.

None of this was right.

All John did was carefully check Dean’s arms and chest for injuries, much like he did with either kid after they took a particularly big fall. Dean had seen him do the same after a hunt, and had even helped patch John back together several times.

Fat lot of good he was now. A needle would be half his size.

John pulled back, and his face clouded over. “I told you to keep us updated while we were gone,” he scolded his younger son, resuming the same conversation as though they’d never stopped.

Sam’s shoulders slouched. “I didn’t mean…”

“You can’t go forgetting something like that,” John said sternly. “Now go help Bobby get the food together. I’ll help Dean.”

Blinking fast, Sam scrambled out of his chair and nearly ran from the room.

Dean watched Sam leave, an odd feeling weighing down his heart.

Not once had John asked him about how things were over the last few days. 

Almost as though he didn’t trust Dean.

OC meme

We actually received a few requests for more information on OCs through a meme on tumblr… send me a “🖊+an OC“ and I will talk about that OC


Stan Baker

Because Stan Baker wasn’t meant to be a fleshed out character, I hadn’t planned anything about him in advance. Then I started writing him and he demanded to Become. I ended up designing his character after the fact, and certain details were based on what I was really into at the time.

Around that time I met video game legend Troy Baker at a con and was instantly obsessed. He remains one of my favorite human beings to this day, and so he was on my mind a lot after I met him. His last name became Stan’s, whose first name was chosen mostly because it sounded good. This began a video game themed trend in my BAU writing, but more on that later…


Nathan Sullivan

After naming one OC after Troy Baker, known for (among many many other things) the main character from Naughty Dog’s The Last of Us, I figured Stan’s significant other should stick closely to this theme.

I decided to go with Naughty Dog’s other major title, Uncharted, for inspiration. The main character Nathan Drake and his gruff old partner Victor Sullivan, to be exact. My good boy Nathan Sullivan has very little in common with his namesakes, but his name makes me smile.


Kara Bolt

Kara as created just for the story setup in Taken, and I didn’t think people would actually like her very much!

My original beta reader gave me a very lukewarm reception for the character, since it was detracting from the time spent on the Winchesters, so the five chapter gap between when she first appears and when her story continues didn’t seem that big of a deal.

And then, people actually liked her and I was like well… fuk because now I had people invested in a character that was about to go MIA for half the story.

She’s come a long way since then, with the warm reception all the readers gave her, and she’s quite fond of her buddy Dean, smol or tol!

We haven’t had any sneak peeks recently, so have a bit of Kara and Dean in the future of BC!


“Dean?” Kara whispered furtively, glancing to the side to be sure she wasn’t going to wake up Sam. That was a big no-no, and she didn’t want to let anyone down, especially not after Dean got her the hook.

“Mmm?” came a sleepy mumble from the nest where Dean was buried.

“Can I go climbing?” Kara asked, her whisper an excited breath.

“Juss…” Twin green eyes peeked out at Kara. “Only if someone watches you,” he finished, closing his eyes and laying back down. “No goin’ alone.”

Kara pursed her lips, thwarted again as Dean went back to sleep.

Favorite story to write?

anonymous asked:

Hi I really just love your stories so much. This is just a question but what has been your favourite story writing and can you give us a list of all the OCs? There are some I’m not sure about and want to know if the person I’m thinking of is. And just keep up the good work your stories are the best.

@nightmares06– Oo, this is really hard, because they’re all so fun!

I think the one I had the MOST fun though, would have to be Jacob in Wonderland. We couldn’t wait to start, and once we started writing, it was one solid month (and a few days) before we stopped! That entire, enormous story was finished in that time, and every chapter was more fun than the last!

@neonwrite – I think my brain short circuits and reboots every time I try to think of an answer to this one. I’m really just always so happy when my cowriters are writing with me, so all the AUs and stories are fun for their own reasons. I do love any excuse to have Bowman in the mix, though.

@borrowedtimeandspace – Man, this is a tough question, like choosing between your kids. All the stories are a blast to write! I’m the type of person that has a hard time picking favorites, usually whatever I experienced most recently ends up being my ‘favorite’ for the moment. I seriously feel like whatever story I’m writing with either of my cowriters is my favorite, because we’re making it together and it’s all so exciting and fun.


All three writers have their own separate characters, so I’ll list them below. You can also find this list in our FAQ!

@nightmares06

Nixie, Ilyana, Celeste (problematic fave), Walt Watch, Mallory Watch, Briella Watch, Moira Wainscot, Krissy Vent, Sean, Kara Bolt, Christian Bolt, Mikael Foyer, Adriana, Noonia and Elenia. 

@neonwrite

Bowman, Jacob Andris, Oscar, Rischa, Cerul, Scar, Vel, (any of the wood sprites, basically), Colfax and Adrian (better prompted at @alittleblogoftrust ), Asp the shadow sprite, Indigo Seraf

@borrowedtimeandspace

Zepheera is my main OC, Stan Baker, Simon Baker, Nathan Sullivan, and a bunch of borrower bbys: Kernel, Orrick Shelf, Boston Mantel, Baycliff, Klerida, Marcue Overmantle.

Glasses

theirishwarlock  asked:

What would happen if a person had glasses to see got shrunk? Would they no longer need them or retain some near sightless?

Good question!

Eyesight is one of the senses that gets the most from the ‘curse’ Celeste puts on them– Which, when you take out the shrinking, a side-effect she created, is more of a blessing!

Borrowers have sharper vision than humans do, and any human who needs glasses will find that their eyes grow stronger the longer they’re under the curse. Children get the strongest effect from this, which is why she far prefers using youthful humans with plenty of growth ahead of them, but even an adult would notice a difference.

This is how most borrowers have very strong nightvision, and can see very well in the dark!

Weechester Stories

anonymous  asked:

Hi I was just wondering how many AUs will have the bros as kids? Also your stories are freaking awesome.

Well, so far we have Brothers Together and Brothers Saved that have started posting (more to come soon for Brothers Saved). Brothers Discovered will have the bros as tiny kiddos over in London, and is still being worked on. Brothers United, as well, starts when Sam and Dean are young. In this one, they’re both regular sized, but they encounter Oscar when they’re all kids!

And then… just a few random ideas we’ve had that we may sometime turn into stories 😉 Super secret stuff and all that.

Contest Results!

Thanks to everyone for participating! All entrants will receive a special sneak peek at the special excerpts from last year, I will be in contact with the link, as a thanks for all the time you put into the contest. And now, for this year’s winners! 

Grand Prize Winner

Jayadawnyvonne with their two entries found here and here!

These two pieces of artwork are amazingly vibrant! They show a great look at the perspectives Sam sees in his life, and I adore every bit of them! Congrats!

First place winners

Memories, by Iamme

The cutest artwork of a trip Sam and Dean took to a farm when they were kiddos! Dean’s just lucky that Sam didn’t turn his battle chicks on his big bro. This was a great lil entry to get!

It Don’t End In Blood by ThePoisonLily

This is certainly a very emotional story for Sam, as he’s captured by a hunter and taken to a place where he doesn’t recognize anyone, and the Harvelles have to figure out what to do with a child the size of a mouse! Kiddo Jo and kiddo Sam are adorable, and I’m personally hoping to see more of these two in the future 😉

Poll Winner

Last but not least, the poll winner! Before calculating the winner, all other winners were removed in order to simplify the graph. It was a hot race for everyone!

Brothers Apart by fujonosamy

Winners, I’ll be in contact for you to choose your prizes! And all participants will receive a look into the future of BA! 

All entries can be found here!

Alarms

anonymous asked:

For the AUs where one of the boys is saved after being cursed, and they both go to school together, what do you think would happen if the fire alarm went off while they were there? Probably have to cover their small ears for that amplified noise😅

The poor smol wouldn’t have a good day at all!

A loud noise like that, especially some of the alarms I remember from school, would likely deafen the smol temporarily. Especially if they don’t have enough warning to cover their ears. 

The rest of the day, the larger brother would have to spend their time miming what they can, to try and get themselves across. And since the smol can’t hear themselves, they end up shouting! A lot! Because they can’t hear! 

It would wear off later on in the day, but boy will that be an Adventure™. 

Bowman vs full-sized hoomins

anonymous asked:

In Brothers Found, Bowman was found by 2 humans and 1 tiny, what if they (Sam, Dean and Jacob) were all human size and Bowman was the only one his size? And BTW your stories are so awesome.

Well, for starters, all three giants would likely get bitten at least once (and Dean probably more than once). Bowman doesn’t carry any weapons and he may be a pacifist, but he’s not afraid to act in whatever defense he can. That includes chomping on any fingers that get in the way, and also slinging as many insults as he can.

He covers his fear with snark, and being caught by three giants– all of them big dudes even among humans– would really scare the poor sprite. He’d be snarking up a storm, but they’d also probably be able to see how wired he was. Especially if they decided to take him out of the forest; he would be fighting that every step of the way and they’d have a very frantic sprite on their hands.

Most likely, Jacob would be on babysitting duty for the sprite. He’d mind all the biting the least, and would keep Bowman out of the more experienced hunters’ way until they could all regroup and find out more about him.