June 5th excerpt:
Stan paused and looked back at Dean, trying to ignore the pang in his stomach when he saw how small the fella looked on his counter. “You don’t have any food allergies, do you?”
Dean shook his head. “No,” he said truthfully. “Just… cats.” He flushed red, hoping Stan didn’t mind the extra information.
Maybe Walt and Mallory managed to rescue Sam, but couldn’t reach Dean in time before the witch turned her attention to him?
Walt and Mallory knew the boys when they were kids, but only for a very short while. Both brothers are across the pond these days, long separated from those fuzzy, distant faces from their childhood.
Hmm, I think I’ve always been into it! I just didn’t know it growing up.
My favorite books had fairies, especially The Fairy Rebel. I reread that one constantly. TV shows with shrinking sequences always cheered me up to see. The Incredible Shrinking man horrified child-me beyond anything else, and once I recovered from the constant nightmares, I’d always be thinking up everything that could go wrong if I started shrinking like that.
Once I saw The Borrowers movie, they owned my heart.
Also, my mom likes a lot of this kind of stuff, so it’s not like it was discouraged. She’d cover our home in fairy homes and artwork for Tinkerbell. So it runs in the family!
June 4th excerpt:
“So, er, what’s your name?” Stan asked, reluctant to call him by a name on a tank. “I’m Stan.”
“Oh, um,” Dean hadn’t expected this question from Stan. His name– most of his name– was on the side of the cage he was in when they first met. Stan could use it, he could decide to change it, and instead he was asking Dean.
Maybe he just wanted to hear Dean say it?
With an internal shrug of what can you do? Dean tilted his head back to meet Stan’s gaze. “Dean Win– Dean Wire.”
Artwork by @wolfie180g!
@torchmlp guessed it, so we all get to read it! #lald is short for Live and Let Die, a saying that Stan Baker will hold in his heart after how his life changes because of two hunters and their intrusion on his life!
Just when Stan was about to fall asleep, a fingertip brushed against the tiny flame of hair. Stan was instantly alert, propping himself up on an elbow to look up at Nicholas expectantly to see what he wanted.
“Do you love me, Stan?” Nicholas asked, leaning down so his eyes were closer to Stan’s level.
“Yessir,” Stan answered without hesitation.
“And are you happy with me?”
“Yessir.”
The witch would ask these questions every once in a while, like a test of Stan’s loyalty. Of course Stan was loyal to Nicholas. It didn’t matter if the witch was volatile, if any little thing could set him off and provoke him to punish Stan in one way or another.
He was all Stan had in the world.
Wicked witch of the woods
One of the few people to know Celeste before her possession, Adriana waits for the day she can take revenge on the being that destroyed her life and plans.
She might not be outright evil like some witches, but she holds a grudge that extends longer than a lifetime.
Her only appearance so far has been in Birth of a Nightmare, but expect her to show up again in the future!
Artwork by @sonocomics, they have a great style!
June 3rd excerpt:
The bottle wobbled under his foot and Dean caught the edge of the box and clung to it, taking a second to find his footing. His knees shook and he put all his effort into the hold he had on the box, standing straight.
Even standing on the bottle, the edge of the box was high compared to him, but Dean knew he could clear it.
Taking a deep breath to prepare, Dean pushed off with both feet, swinging his legs over the edge in one smooth, athletic motion. He twisted in midair, getting his feet beneath him when he landed safely on the other side. All that disrupted his triumphant move was a grimace of pain from his bruises, stiffly putting a hand on his back to straighten in place.
June 2nd excerpt:
Stan chewed his lower lip, the little guy’s evident fear eating at him. He never wanted to scare Dean, if that was even his real name. He tried offering a small smile in the hopes of reassuring the borrower.
“Let’s getcha out of there,” Stan murmured.
“We both know you know how to tie a tie.”
“Ah, I see you’ve seen through my brilliant plan to lure you close!”
“Like I need convincing.”Happy Pride Month from my beautiful queer boys, Stan Baker (right) and Nathan Sullivan (left).
Artwork by the fabulous @lotminx, much love to them!
June 1st excerpt:
For some reason, Stan was drawn to the kitchen toward the front of the house. There was a granite island there that was set higher up than the dinner table, seemingly an ideal place for Stan to get acquainted with the person he’d be essentially forcing to live with him.
He set the box almost reverently down on the counter, and he tried his best not to jostle it as he opened it up and tentatively peered inside.
“So, ah. Hi,” Stan greeted lamely.
Brothers Apart 