May 29th excerpt:

Sam shook his head, latching onto the question to distract himself from the vast expanse around them. Normally, if they were to spend any time away from the walls or cover, Jacob would be around. Even then, they only did it in extreme circumstances.

Out in the open was danger.

Even with Jade’s confidence, the hairs on the back of Sam’s neck rose with nerves, and he knew Dean was feeling the same, based on the way Dean’s shoulders bunched up slightly. Sam gratefully focused on what he knew of spirits. “Mostly, the spirits that stick around in our world are here for a reason. Something that holds them back, or if they refuse to move on. They lash out, a lot of times continuing the same patterns they used to follow in life. Plus, most of the vengeful spirits we’ve heard of from the books or our dad work alone. So we don’t have much experience with multiple spirits together.”

What Castiel can or can’t do will have to wait for his appearance in the stories, if and when he comes. Can’t be giving away trade secrets, after all 🙂

But as for a new journal and new clothes, Sam has both of these things. In A Schism of Fire and Water, Sam was given a journal from Dean for his birthday (just because it’s made for a dollhouse doesn’t mean it isn’t useful), and Krissy made him new clothing that Walt and the others gave him.

May 28th excerpt:

Dean stiffened, and motioned for silence. His hand went straight to his silver knife, and it was out in seconds and held at the ready. Years of being under four inches in height has taught them to prepare for anything, whether it be attack by a rat or a spider, or capture by a human.

With a motion to Sam, Dean inched forward to peer around the corner. It really did sound like the rustle of paper, like the long nights they’d spend with Dean trying to sleep and Sam up with his journal. They’d shared a room most of their lives, and the sound was a comfort when Dean couldn’t sleep.

Outline for Salads and Sulfur

neonthewrite:

Hello, Oscar fans! Hopefully there’s been some time to read Salads and Sulfur, the second installment of my Food and Monsters fanfictions based on the wonderful Brothers Apart AU created by @nightmare06. If not, here are some links:

AO3 , Deviantart

( AO3 Link to BA )

Now, with all those links out of the way, I want to drop some trivia for Salads and Sulfur. I didn’t write it until the Brothers Apart contest was running, but I had actually had the outline written for several months. July 4 of 2015, I was celebratory and rather tipsy, and I sat down and outlined the entire story (some things changed from there).

I want to share this outline.


Prologue

Oscar is checking out rooms, finds a note on a business card in Sam & Dean’s old room

Rolls his eyes like I’ll never call those guys but whatever

Keeps the card

Story

Oscar is scoping a room

Has to hide when its occupants come in

One seems to be having a panic attack over something

Black smoke onoes, it goes into one of the humans

Other human dies horribly???

Oscar is freaked the hell out

Decides to try to get to a phone to call those weirdos because there just might be demons in town

They show up, it’s terrifying

Then there’s good food

Sam lectures Dean about healthy food, all snippy

Oscar must have all of it he is small and precious feed him

That done they interview the little guy about what was going on

He talks about what he overheard the hoomins talking about before and after demonic possession

Offered to go along to find the hoomin in question

O.O;

Oscar thinks back to the first time he dealt with these guys, got grabbed up and dangled above the table

Also helped save kiddos

He’s gotta do what he can again to help

Even though Dean is hella scare

He points out who they’re looking for

Boys get ready for exorcism

Oscar is kind of amazed at how prepared they are

Goes along despite his better judgment

Helps when the demon seems to have surprised them (fucking demons)

Draws the devil’s trap on a flashlight projector and projects it so the demon can’t escape because there’s a trap on them ❤

Exorcism by Sammy the rad

They go back and li’l Oz gets pie yay

Oscar gives no shits about how unhealthy it is because it is pie jfc Sam

I’m not sure if we’ve made any mention of Bobby in any of the Brothers Found snippets, but I guess it’s no big secret.

Brothers Found was the first of the AUs we dreamed up, right when Lich was completed. It started out as a crack rp in skype… and then it turned into so, so much more (namely, the monstrosity of a horror story that it gave birth to and subsequent stories). Because of this, the plot is glossed over at points and Sam met Bobby in the same was as he did in Brothers Apart. Later AUs will pay more attention to these parts, but (we were excited to start the horror story so we skipped around).

Lol.

May 27th excerpt:

Pointing towards the dusty piles of boxes and antiques, Dean explained. “The last place we saw them was in the piles of boxes. It’s our best bet to start, and we can branch out from there. Hopefully, with Jacob out of the picture, they’ll reappear. I really think we were getting somewhere last time with the journal.”

“At least the journal’s in one piece,” Sam murmured as his hand strayed protectively to his bag. It was the only one of its kind he’d ever seen, and he didn’t want to risk it. He already had to write in the margins and use up every millimeter of space so he didn’t risk running out of blank pages. With Dean’s shenanigans, he was going to be left without a journal inside of the year.

Oh, we will definitely post it! We did a poll for what story to post, and Brothers Lost was the first to win! You can bet you’ll see Brothers Adopted right back in the poll next time around ^-^

Anything we write that you see mentioned here, we plan on posting. We just have to make the time to edit all the things and get them ready for you to enjoy. (I think editing takes more work than writing some days… okay, most days) Plus, the actual posting is time consuming with my job, so I can only get up three full chapters a week.

We can’t wait to see what you all think of Brothers Lost, and of course the future stories from Brothers Found and Brothers Adopted… and whatever other storylines we dream up between now and then!

I’ve got a few other blogs I follow, both Supernatural and gt or both! I don’t think any of them are exactly like mine, but they are enjoyable. (If I could draw my blog might be different, lol)

For blogs where you can find both Supernatural and gt, I recommend @ask-tinycas and @ask-tinysam. Both have some wonderful artwork on their sites, if you look back in time. Due to real life obligations, they tend to be slower blogs, but I know whenever I see a post from either, I get excited! (the tiny Cas blog is Destiel oriented, for any non-shippers, but it is absolutely adorable, so don’t let that put you off from some great artwork and storytelling)

For just gt, check out @borrowedtimeandspace! There’s a good deal of fun Doctor Who gt going on over there. @neonthewrite is another fun gt-oriented blog, and you’ll find prompts that feature characters you’ll recognize from my stories – namely, Jacob, Bowman, Oscar and the gang! And you can send in prompts of your own. Another similar blog, @alittleblogoftrust is also great for gt fun from one of our wonderful editors @creatorofuniverses, along with @neonthebright herself!

For just Supernatural, I highly recommend @asksamstuff. The blog has a ton of great story and artwork on it, and the girl that runs it did the amazing picture of Ilyana and Sam for me!

May 26th excerpt:

While Dean was casually strolling across the floor of Jacob’s room, Sam dashed past him. Instead of pausing in the hand, he darted across it. Catching a hand in the thick fabric of Jacob’s shirt, Sam scaled up the thick, muscular arm. The threads formed handholds that his tiny fingers wound their way into by second nature. He could feel the muscles behind the fabric tense in Jacob’s surprise, but the human had learned not to flinch even when they caught him off guard.

In short order, Sam was perched up on Jacob’s shoulder, peering down at Dean with a completely innocent look. “What? You said just like every day!”

Dean gave a huff, stalking the last few inches onto Jacob’s hand. “That’s not what I meant and you know it!” he snipped, jabbing a finger in Sam’s direction.