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No, he is not going to do his song and dance and leave. What I said was after the contest I held last year (x) I asked PL1 to collaborate, and she agreed. This story is not for a contest. It is the tenth part of Brothers Apart, and canon in my series timeline.

There will be a contest soon, but LoS has nothing to do with it aside from being another of my stories.

As for what’s going to happen to Bowman, you’ll just have to read and find out.

A note from PL1: Bowman’s not much of a song and dance type.

In all seriousness, though. The contest last year was a grand time and I was incredibly flattered that it actually got nightmares to ask me to write with her. We’ve worked very hard on LoS, and hope you will continue to enjoy Brothers Apart. Thanks to everyone who gave Bowman such a warm welcome to the AU!

New Co-Admin!

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With the release of A Lich of Sense, I’m proud to announce that @neonthewrite is the official co-writer of Brothers Apart and the new co-admin of the Brothers Apart tumblr! We got a hugely positive response to the introduction of Bowman Leafwing and look forward to everyone’s thoughts on the cowritten story as it posts! This was the first story that we worked on together as a team!

She is also the official beta reader of Brothers Apart as well as of Adventures at Bobby’s and will be assisting with editing on the stories that I write alone. When we write a story together, we have the lovely @creatorofuniverses for a beta reader.

If anyone ever has any asks or prompts that concern her characters in the stories, they will be answered by her. I’m sure you’ve noticed the Oscar shorts and answers she’s done so far on the tumblr, and now she’s officially a part of the team. You will see neonthewrite on the posts that she contributes (I try to remember to put nightmares06 on mine, but I always forget). Give her a warm welcome!

For anyone unfamiliar with her work, she has accounts on the following sites:

Feel free to send her any prompts you think of for her characters!

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Currently, Walt is teaching Sean how to survive. The boy also showed an aptitude for tanning, so the next time they kill a rat he’s going to be assisting Walt in skinning it, jerkying the meat and tanning the hide. The next time they need boots, he’s going to be the one to try and put them together. The cursed boy needs to learn how to survive, plain and simple.

Life goes on.

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I’ve got great followers, and they’re different on all of my different websites! From the anonymous questions I get everyday on tumblr to all the wonderful reviews and comments I hear from on the websites I upload on to the likes and reblogs that come up on tumblr all the time. It means the world to me that I have such a great group of people enjoying my story

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Every new person that follows me makes me smile. It’s exciting to reach new people with the stories. And, hey! It’s only been a few months and the tumblr has already passed 100 followers! We should celebrate!

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First of all, I love all your stories with a burning passion. I lost count how many times I’ve reread several of them: from the prompts, to the BA series, BT series, and other SPN stories on your DA. They are all so good! 

I am actually wondering,in BT series, had Sam ever been able to prank Dean in his sleep? 

I’m so glad to hear! It makes my day to discover other fans of my stories :hug: I obsess over them just as much, trust me. Lots of rereading :3 And lots of imagining new stories for the future. I don’t think I’ll ever run out of ideas, especially not with the inspiration you all give me every day!

He hasn’t, but that’s just because he hasn’t had the time to prank Dean yet. Once he’s used to being small, it won’t be long before he’s getting Dean back for all the jokes.

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One of my favorite titles for a story, I think. Sam and Dean have a case waiting for them in the woods of northern Illinois and no one can tell if it’s what they’re expecting to find. Just a local ‘problem with the wolves.’ I think Dean puts it best…

“This don’ make a lick of sense…”

Sneak Peek!

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In celebration of reaching ten stories for Brothers Apart, this story is a special edition. It brings in a new set of characters that I’m very excited for everyone to welcome into the BA universe!

A Lich of Sense arrives officially on December 11th.

Over the last hour, Dean’s movements had become more sluggish, his snark slowing down compared to normal. Sam could feel a pang of fear whenever he caught sight of Dean’s arm. His brother had tied a tourniquet to slow the bleeding while they were walking, but the red stain had continued to spread.

Dean was weakening, and there was nothing he could do.

“Dean, how–” Sam’s query was cut short when the massive hunter suddenly dropped down, going to a sit with his legs crossed. He leaned back against a tree, closing his eyes to the silence of the forest.

It took Sam a few moments to recover, shoulders slightly shaking from the terror of the ground dropping out from under him. It gave the effect of being trapped in free-fall, with no seatbelt to secure him in place. Dean had never done anything like that without warning, or making sure Sam was secure.

“Dean, you alright?” Sam asked worriedly once he caught his breath again. The huge hunter was paler than normal, his lips a brighter pink against the whitened skin.

A green eye cracked open, searching out Sam. “Yeah, Sammy. I’ll be okay. Just… gotta rest for a bit…”

Worry spiked in Sam even more. It wasn’t like Dean to just rest like this… not on a case… and with his injury beyond Sam’s ability to handle, Sam couldn’t risk Dean dropping off into a deep sleep. Most of the time, Dean was an extraordinarily light sleeper, waking at the smallest noises around him (like Sam, arguing with his father by Dean’s laptop that first time they’d met up again), but other times nothing could budge him, come hell or high water.

Standing precariously on his perch, Sam shoved roughly against Dean’s cheek. It was clammy to the touch, ratcheting Sam’s worry up another notch. “C’mon, Godzilla. No falling asleep. You have townspeople to terrify.”

This elicited a grumble from the hunter, but nothing more. Thankful that Dean was still responsive, Sam started to climb down the long sleeve to where Dean’s hands were folded on his lap.

He had an idea.