Pocket!lock continued

myimaginedairybeard asked:

“… in his panic, did the only thing he could think to do.” In the pocket!lock, is Sherlock going to attack/stab John or something?

Thankfully for John’s fingers, no. Sherlock’s go-to when he’s outmatched like this is to outsmart and outrun. He’s less inclined to go looking for a fight, or trouble he can’t get out of.

Let’s see how that’s working out for him…


A shadow fell over Sherlock, and he had just enough time to see the mug before it dropped on top of him and trapped him in darkness.

Even with his limp, John was much faster than Sherlock could hope to be on his own.


Welp.

Information on the Bigfoot’s a Hoax sequel

anonymous asked:

Were you planning on doing a sequel for Bigfoot’s a Hoax? Poor Jacob had a little bit of a problem there at the end 😉

You bet!

We have a sequel all planned out that delves deeper into Jacob’s little problem. The story is all plotted out, but we haven’t yet written it. Other stories have been crying out to be told first, but this one is on the list for stuff to tackle!

For now, enjoy the story description of the sequel to Bigfoot’s a Hoax (to be named at a future date)


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…

Brothers Sought reveal

myimaginedairybeard asked:

So, from what I gathered – The AU takes place two years earlier than when Jacob was cursed in Brothers Adopted. Meaning, Dean’s 22, Sam’s 18 and Jacob’s 13.

After arriving at Trial’s West, Jacob was cursed by Celeste, but he’s mom found him and saved him. Which means that Jake never met Sam or any of the other smaller residents who call the motel their home. Anyway, Dean somehow hears about this case of an attack and a disappearance of of a kid, and it just so happens it took place just so happens it took place in Trial’s West.

So Dean starts to really dig into the case (which is suspiciously similar to what happened to Sammy years before) and somehow finds out that the victim, Jake, was actually shrunk (I still don’t get how he figured it out though. in the sneak peaks he said something like “the news weren’t kidding about you, were they?” so I figured he knew, but there’s no way a case of a shrunken kid would show up on news, so he must have found some clues or something…I really don’t know), so he decides to “borrow” him for a while, until the case is over or something like that.

They arrive at Trial’s West only to encounter a smol stranger (Sammy to the rescue :D), who I’ll take probably got caught by Dean after attempting to save Jake. After things got more or less calm(ish), they question him about the case- if he knew of any disappearances that have accrued in the motel (referring to Sam, which just so happens to be the exact guy they’re questioning).

I’m gonna guess that that this au will be kinda like brothers together, only instead of Sam being shrunk and saved-Jacob’s shrunken and saved by his mom (Sam was cursed too, but unlike Jacob, he wasn’t saved in this au), and instead of Oz, the experienced borrower, teaching the recently shrunken human, Sammy, how deal with his new size-Sam’s the one who’s teaching the recently shrunken Jake! My guess for Something Borrowed :3

We’re both impressed! We didn’t think anyone would guess this!

This is why we hid the AU name for the story, because it gives away Dean’s true intentions, and the reason he ‘borrows’ Jacob.

Runners up for the AU name was Brothers Borrowed, but instead, we present…

Brothers Sought!

We’ll keep the reasons Dean discovered Jacob’s existence under wraps… for now 😉


“My brother vanished at that motel when we were kids,” Dean said, finally letting out the secret he’d hidden away in his heart. “And if this is the same thing… you might be able to help me find him.”

Jacob made sure he sat right in the center of Dean’s palm again, ever wary of the edge. It was a habit he needed to keep, always, at this size. The world was dangerous for him like this.

He almost didn’t want to accept that someone else might be going through the same thing.

“Your brother,” he echoed, in a cautious voice. From looking at the guy, he was still pretty young, but hadn’t been a kid in a while. Years. If this wild hunch was correct, someone had been shrunk down to Jacob’s size years ago, and hadn’t been found like Jacob had. The thought made him go pale.

“Uh. Maybe. I’m not sure how I’d… okay,” he stammered, rubbing self consciously at his neck. The thought of dealing with all of this alone, for so long, broke any chance of focusing. “I– I guess it kinda makes sense. Sure. If I can find him, I’ll … help.”

The Road to Nowhere reveal

enby-phoenix asked:

THERE’S BOTH??

(In response to this post)

There’s BOTH! The season finale for Brothers Lost will be a RIDE!

And this isn’t even like, half of what’s going on in the story


Dean forced open the pocket, snaking two fingers in to pry out the people in there. His plan went awry when a bolt of pain struck. “OW!”

Snatching his hand back, Dean stared at the thin trail of blood leaking from a cut that hadn’t been there moments before. “Son of a…”

“Dean!” Sam snapped. “It’s just a cut.”

Nodding, Dean went back, this time moving too fast for an attack, and yanking the occupants of Jacob’s pocket out.

In a sprawl of arms and legs, the small pair that had been hiding inside landed on Dean’s palm. A glint of metal flashed, and Dean pinned the tiny knife between two fingers, aiming to avoid anymore retaliatory strikes at his fingers.

The guy that wielded the knife didn’t let it go without a fight. Squirming to free himself from the pile with the second, he clung to the hilt with a death-grip.

“Get fucked!” he shouted, digging his heels into the cushion of skin on Dean’s palm.

Dean stared.

The guy hanging onto the knife might as well be his doppelganger.

Jeans, boots, leather jacket and duffel bag, the guy couldn’t be more than four inches in height. Taller than both of the others they’d found earlier, what stood out the most was his spike of blond hair and the scowl on his face that was a mirror of Dean’s own.

The tiny mirror of Dean had such a strong grip on the knife hilt that he was dragged into the air when Dean tried to twist it away from him. The second person, who Dean shouldn’t have been so surprised to see the fluffy dark hair and familiar hazel eyes of his younger brother on, dove for the first guy’s legs, grabbing on and trying to lend weight to the tug-of-war between the two.

Sam’s voice broke the spell that had fallen over Dean.

“What. The hell.”

Brothers Lost Sneak Peek

enby-phoenix asked:

Huh. So in The Road to Nowhere, there are regular sized Winchesters? Even though they’re small for the rest of Brothers Lost?

Regular-sized Winchesters? Where?! I must have missed them!

I only see smol Winchesters over here…


Dean burst into the motel room.

“Jacob!” he shouted, searching for the teenager. “We’ve got a problem!”

The sharp concern in the small voice drew Jacob’s attention more than the words did. From across the room, even a shout from one of the smaller folk could be lost in the open air until their words melted together. The tone was more than enough for him to forget the salt line in progress by the window as he whirled around.

After so many months hunting with the downsized Winchester brothers, he was familiar with the routine. From setting up their room under the nightstand shelf (he’d had to clear out some cobwebs this time) to lining all entrances with salt, the room was ready to be a hunter’s home base. Including hunters that would fit in his pockets; Jacob had tried since he met them to remember their size and accommodate it.

That worry in Dean’s voice set off all the alarm bells he needed to switch gears. He didn’t have quite the same version of “hunter mode” as the brothers did, with their years of teamwork and training, but he was getting there. The salt was abandoned as he scanned the floor before taking the brisk steps over to where Dean was running.

He wouldn’t be running out to the middle of the floor like that if it wasn’t an emergency. Even with all the trust Jacob had worked to earn, that wasn’t safe.

Anticipating Dean’s plan, he knelt down and held out a hand with his fingers acting as an easy ramp to his palm. “What happened?” His voice was serious as he glanced at the opening Dean had all but jumped out of. Jacob could barely see it, but it was a doorway into the walls of the motel. Twisting black corridors filled with dust and dangers that the brothers knew well.

Things were off if Sam and Dean didn’t emerge together. “This the only entrance?”

Dean didn’t pause in his run until he’d dashed straight onto Jacob’s hand, motioning for the teenager to lift it off the ground.

Not bothering to hide how winded he was after the run through the walls, Dean surveyed the room from his high perch. “Didn’t see any others,” he said in a rush. “Sam won’t know another, and he’s got a rat on his tail. He’ll need backup.”

Unnamed Sad Oscar AU guessed!

myimaginedairybeard asked:

Does the unnamed Sad Oscar AU takes place in Brothers Consulted?

Oh gosh. You’re the first person to guess that!

The unnamed Sad Oscar AU is indeed secretly a part of Brothers Consulted. At some point during the writing of it, my cowriters couldn’t stand it any longer, and through nudges and some Upset conversations, it was decided that he needed a rescue in Brothers Consulted. So that “The End?” on the last installment was a red herring! It’s not truly the end of the Sad Oscar AU. Everything after that, well, it involves a Plot from Brothers Consulted that you will all have to wait and see (luckily it got voted in as the next story, so you’ll get closer to being able to guess the answer).

Of course, with BC and Oscar that means he will have to meet the Baker Street crew someday. One thing we have planned for that is an encounter with Sherlock in which the detective, predictably, runs his mouth. He’s going to learn that Oscar’s no “typical” borrower:


“W-well, I can be scared if I want to! I’ve had to do everything by myself since I was seven while all you humans did was take and take, a-and then someone took me and … I’m not a doll, I’m Oscar, and I’ll be nervous around humans all I want!”

The words had barely left his mouth before Oscar’s indignant look transformed into shock. The quietest squeak escaped him and he ducked behind the nearest hiding place he could find. That happened to be Dean.

Story name guessed!

wolfie180g  asked:

Trtn – the road to nowhere?

Ooo, what a great first guess for this! You nailed it!

While Brothers Lost began with The Road Not Taken, their first season will wrap up with The Road to Nowhere– named for a very real place that I once knew (though this story is not placed near the original road to nowhere).

This story will edge towards the Bittersweet Parting style of season ending, instead of the kind of season ending we got with Taken… Take that as you will.

We haven’t gotten around to finishing up our current excerpted stories and moving on to this one because… well… @nightmares06 has plain run out of energy most days, so an excerpt a day has become too much for her, and she’s contemplating other options to continue on with story peeks, so expect news for how it will change soon. The other sneak peeks that come from people guessing our plans or story names/au names won’t change at all, just the daily posts.

Naturally, a correctly guessed story name will net you a peek at this in-progress work!


Sam stared at Dean, and Dean stared back at Sam.

There had been a tiny voice, just at the edge of hearing, but neither of them had made any noise. They were both fully in view, with only the sounds of an empty parking lot accompanying Sam while he emptied the Impala, left for the morning after their late night check-in.

As it sunk in, Sam shut the door behind him and Dean chucked his towel into the bathroom sink, both reacting to a possible threat in the area.

A splash of movement down by the table legs caught Dean’s eyes, and he sidled around the wall, signaling for Sam to take the opposite side.

Sam got into position, and Dean dove his hands at the table leg, aiming to catch the unknown creature in their room.

And the winner is…

A Burglary at Baker Street!

Sam and Dean Winchester have struck up a deal with Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. The brothers will offer their help solving cases, in return for living in the flat and sharing in the food John brings home.

This all sounds well and good, until it’s the Winchesters that end up needing Sherlock’s services for his next case… 

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Brothers Consulted pulled away from Brothers Lost in the poll, and so we’ll be seeing the return of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson in the multiverse!

A reminder to everyone that when A Burglary at Baker Street ends, there will be no poll. Instead, There’s No Place Like Home will begin posting, and after that story wraps up we’ll return to the poll with all new options in it!

And now, a special sneak peek of the story that begins January 2nd, 2019!


Dean gestured for Sherlock to give him a hand. “Well, what are we waiting for, then?”

Sherlock smirked and proffered a hand for Dean, smoothly ferrying the elder Winchester to his shoulder. With Dean settled, Sherlock turned to face the room, not entirely sure of what to expect. And for once, the uncertainty wasn’t irritating, but exciting.

“Where to, Winchester?” he queried, awaiting Dean’s instruction.

Dean was silent for a long moment. He very rarely tried to actively use the ability. Mostly it just happened. They needed food, and he would suddenly just know where to go. Questioning it when their lives depended on the ability seemed like looking a gift horse in the mouth.

As he focused, the prickles on the back of his neck began to grow more prominent. His surroundings dropped away. He no longer noticed the rhythmic cadence of a pulse that throbbed through Sherlock’s neck next to him, and the steady sound of breathing, air rushing in and out of Sherlock’s lungs, was gone. It was like he was standing next to Sam once more, trying to hurriedly clear his mind and listen to Sam’s constant litany of ‘advice’ for how to do it.

With focus came clarity, and Dean found himself pointing before he realized his hand was moving.

Psychic freak slipped into his mind and he angrily crushed the thought as he told Sherlock, “That way.”

Sherlock almost didn’t notice the tiny hand, but he frowned when he tracked its path with his eyes. Dean was pointing at the door out of the flat.

The detective’s steps were halting as he approached the door, confused about what Dean was supposed to be leading him to. At his right, John entered the main room from the kitchen, a biscuit in one hand and the morning paper in the other. John paused as he noticed Sherlock’s odd movements, eyeing his flatmate as he sank into his armchair.

Sherlock slowly wrapped his hand around the doorknob, wishing he could look at Dean questioningly.

Dean didn’t notice the odd looks John was shooting at the strange pair from his armchair, unknowingly placed beside the nook in the walls the brothers had chosen for their home. If Dean spared a thought for where it was placed, he imagined it was just about at John’s eye level while sitting.

But right now, his thoughts were all tied up with the feeling on the back of his neck. After years of stubbornly ignoring the ones that were out of reach, it seemed that giving it his full attention had brought it flooding around him, more important than anything else. He needed it, and this was his chance to finally see what, and where, the thing was that was pulling at him in London.

When Sherlock didn’t open the door, Dean felt his impatience come to the fore. “Well?” he burst out. “We’re doing this, right? Or was this just some test run?”

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Artwork by @justanothergiant!

Just saw the AoL snippet, and it made me remember that I had meant to send in an ask about if wee Stan considered the brothers his owners. Guess that answers that!

It’s a definite misconception between Stan and the Winchesters!

He doesn’t quite see himself the way they want him to…


It took seconds for Stan to grab the clip near the top of the pen and haul it all the way back to Sam, panting a little from the effort as he stepped back to give the human room to take it.

Sam was frozen in his search, not having expected Stan to suddenly shoot off in a different direction while they conversed. Seeing how much effort it took Stan to drag the pen over to him drove into Sam how different they were in size, making him feel obnoxiously oversized all over again.

Dean had an identical look on his face, not knowing how to react.

“S-Stan,” Sam managed to get out, delicately picking up the pen. He’d been looking for one, but– “You can just… tell me where the pen is, okay? You don’t have to go through all that work, I can just grab it.”

The ghost of a proud smile that had found its way to Stan’s features for finally making himself of use melted when he saw Sam’s reaction. Now he was confused all over again, worried that he’d done something wrong.

“But… you wanted it…” Stan trailed off awkwardly, trying to think of a way to fix it. But there was nothing to fix. The pen was fetched, Sam already had it. He didn’t understand why the brothers seemed so averse to his actions, but he resolved to do better next time as soon as he found out.

“That’s… not what I’m saying…” Sam said, his conviction fading at Stan’s reaction. “Just… If I want something, you don’t have to get it for me.” It was so hard to come up with words for what he meant. “I don’t want you straining yourself.”

“You’re not a pet,” Dean interrupted, putting it far blunter than Sam would have done. “You know that… right?”

Idea: Dean gates shrunk by the witch and then a couple years later Jacob gets shrunk (I just really love the idea of Sam being the big (literally) brother of Jacob

We love the idea too! That’s why we ended up with this exact storyline:

  • Brothers Remembered || Dean was cursed as a kid, growing up as a borrower at Trail’s West. He helped another kid cursed just like him, and certainly never expected to see a familiar face staying in one of the rooms.

Now they just need Sam to get on board with the whole concept…


It was during this time that Dean reached the top of the table and darted behind the huge laptop. He flattened himself to the back, barely daring to breathe for fear of alerting the human to his position.

Taking a few measured breaths to prepare himself, Dean leaned around the edge of the laptop to catch sight of where Jacob was now, expecting to see him contained.

What he found instead made all these thoughts flee his mind.

Jacob was casually sitting there and eating pizza while Dean risked his neck saving him!

“Are you kidding me?!”