July 20th excerpt:
“Sit tight,” Dean cautioned as he pulled into the parking lot. “Gonna get us a room.”
Jacob rolled his eyes. He knew what sit tight meant for him, and he begrudgingly let go of the edge of the pocket to duck back into the folds.
Tag: g/t writing
July 19th excerpt:
The wait stretched out longer and longer, and Jacob eventually pulled himself to a stand. He gripped the fabric carefully, and when he was standing at last, he crossed his arms over the edge of the pocket to stay steady. “Are we there yet,” he quipped half-heartedly, squinting down the road as they sped along.
Dean glanced down, a smile on his face the contrast to Jacob’s worry. Lightly ruffling Jacob’s hair before putting his hand on the wheel, he shook his head. “Still got a bit more to go,” he said, tapping out the beat to Smoke on the Water while he talked. “We’ll be there soon.”
July 18th excerpt
Given their initial training session, Sherlock was certain that Stan had more to fear from Dean than vice versa.
That decided, Sherlock pushed himself to stand once again, glancing at Dean once before striding away to gather a few supplies.
“Try not to break him this time,” he chided Dean over his shoulder as he sifted through the equipment on his worktable.
July 17th excerpt:
Stomping to his feet while Sam recovered his equanimity, Dean hollered at the wall, “WHAT?! ” as he grabbed his boots and shoved them on, harder than he might normally.
Hearing the somewhat muffled reply, Sherlock stooped down to peer into the darkness between the books and the wall to keep an eye out for Dean.
July 16th excerpt:
When the harsh knocking came from outside the walls, Sam leaped up two inches from his nest, eyes wide as he went from fast asleep to on the alert in record time. Dean, quietly working on his project in his own nest, accidentally twisted the metal of the paper clip in the wrong direction.
“Son of a bitch! ” he swore, glaring towards the outside of the walls, where they knew Sherlock was. There were times it was convenient to have human allies, and they definitely slept better knowing that they weren’t about to be torn from their homes just because they made a slip-up.
July 15th excerpt:
Sam stumbled to his feet, his neck craned back in an attempt to keep John’s face in sight. He nearly tripped over the edge of the handkerchief Dean was snuggled in, stepping back to look up at John’s immense height.
“You’re tall! ” Sam proclaimed, looking impressed at how high up John’s arms stretched overhead. From down on the nightstand, the giant doctor looked like he could touch the sky.
Sam of Wellwood
(Story 1 of the Brothers Asunder series)
Cowritten by @nightmares06 and @neonthewrite
After having her plans thwarted so often by Dean Winchester, Celeste decides to up the stakes in her newest attempt, this time not even trying to curse the older Winchester. Instead, she removes him from the equation completely and sends Sam far, far away.
Into a forest where a certain familiar village resides, out of sight and out of mind.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Bowman Leafwing, Jacob Andris, Scar Wolfblind, Cerul Elanwyn
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Artwork by @lamthetwickster!
July 14th excerpt:
“Tell you what,” John offered Sam a small encouraging smile. “How ‘bout some breakfast, and when your brother wakes up I’ll see what I can do to help both your burns. Sound good?”
“That sounds great!” Sam said, clambering to his feet. Realizing he didn’t have boots on, his bare feet slapping against the wood, he hurriedly grabbed his boots, slipping into his dry socks. “Whatcha got?”
Garlic and Cold Spots
(Story 4 of the Brothers Adopted series)
Cowritten by @nightmares06 and @neonthewrite
Near a forgettable motel in Breckenridge, Colorado, people are dying. Crushed beneath furniture and falling cars, the stories form a clear circle around the Knights Inn. Now Dean and his two tiny brothers, Sam and Jacob, are on their way to unravel the case and help all the motels’ residents– down to the very smallest.
Characters: Jacob Andris, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Oscar
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Artwork by Heartstores!
July 13th excerpt:
“My back’s hurting, but that’s the same as always,” Sam dismissed. “My legs are what really hurts– we ran all day!”
“I can imagine,” John winced at the memory of jogging for exercise when he was younger and how sore that used to make him. After running for their lives, soreness was the least of these kids’ worries. “That should go away just fine with some stretching and drinking plenty of water.”
One thing did stand out to John and made his brow pinch in concern. “How long has your back been hurting you?” he asked gently, worried Sam might have some sort of condition or injury.
Brothers Apart 