Is it sad that I can’t remember.
I know for sure that Dean will meet her when he’s tol, but which AU. When. How do we get there.
Honestly it might be in a completely unannounced AU. We will definitely get there though. In fact, Mallory will meet more than one character when they’re tol and not smol. Jacob Andris being the lucky one who’s already had his story written out with smol mom.
Getting closer, but Dean never saved Sam from the curse in this one! Sam is currently MIA, with Dean having only a vague notion of where his brother is.
The rest is approaching the mark. This story is all based on a picture by @wolfie180g that we took and changed a bit to fit our idea of an angsty AU of wtf, and the world they live in isn’t the same as you’ll find in Brothers Consulted. Not by a long shot, especially for people like Dean.
Dean and Jacob are indeed tiny together!
And Sam just… has no evens. What did he do to deserve this.
Super close to the story here if anyone’s looking for a sneak peek to this AU.
(Story 5 of the Brothers Apart series)
Footsteps follow a girl up the stairs in her apartment and fate hands the brothers a very strange case to solve. While on the hunt, Sam has to come to terms with his size in new ways.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Bobby Singer
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You will go down as the best name-guesser for the story acronyms! (Other sneak peeks on the way during the week from the rest of the guesses we got)
AFIN is indeed A Friend in Need, but since this is a completely new AU, before we give the full sneak peek, can anyone guess what’s going on in the story? Because this is different than what we’ve tried before, and we’re excited to hear what everyone thinks!
Dean was small. Insignificant. Nothing, a voice whispered in his mind.
A shock ran through Dean and he drew back from the fingertip like the glass had burned him, quickly pulling his sleeve down over his hand and trying to scrub away the scratches like the leather could possibly fix the mess he’d made.
April 22nd excerpt:
In a rage, Dean stormed out of the corner, unable to contain himself any longer. He grabbed the stupid silver bell and whipped it through the air, slamming against the glass to bounce harmlessly off. “Son of a bitch! ”
This is for @brothersapart 2018 contest, and is set in the story where Dean got cursed alone. He meets some… interesting people in the motel one night. Things go downhill very fast.
Dean grumbled to himself, looking around at the mostly bare dresser top. There was nothing here except for a clock and some pamphlets. He rubbed at his neck, willing that stupid knack of his to work right. It had never really steered him wrong – items that seemed useless at the time would always have a use shortly after they were found – but there was nothing here. No leftover food, no small items he could reuse in ways they weren’t originally designed for, nothing that he could take back home.
April 21st excerpt:
Green eyes that put Dean’s to shame, a shock of red hair that looked perfectly wild and a pale complexion that nearly matched the borrowers who never saw the sun, the man touched the glass near Dean with a long finger that outsized the borrower.
Captivated by the intense gaze, Dean couldn’t help but lean forward and flatten his hand against the side of the glass to see the sheer difference between them. Compared to Stan’s fingertip, his hand was too small to fill the entire area, the tips of his fingers falling just short. He could make out every crevice and crack, the whorls of a fingerprint clearer than the words Dean had carved into the wall of his cage.
(Story 4 of the Brothers Apart series)
A disturbing dream drives the brothers back to the one place they never thought they’d go again…
Home.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Missouri Moseley, Mary Winchester
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April 20th excerpt:
Dean couldn’t hide a scowl, backing into a corner in the hopes of evading her. He knew it was hopeless, but he had to try.
The grab that came was quick and decisive. Instead of trying to pry him out, she merely nudged a finger against his legs, prodding hard enough to bruise the skin by his kneecap. With a cry, he tumbled to his knees and found himself swept up into a light grasp, a familiar hold used on stubborn borrowers.
Brothers Apart 