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Opening Prompts!

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Hi everyone!

I saw a writing post earlier today about keeping your writing in practice, and one part it mentioned was writing a little bit each day, even if it’s only a blurb or a paragraph. In that light, I’m opening prompts! If there’s anything you want to see written out, send it in!

I’ll use them as an exercise and write out non-canon shorts for BA (that may one day become canon), or other AU’s if that’s what you’re dreaming of. They could be 100 words or they could be mini-series, like my cursed!Dean shorts that I have posting. And feel free to ask for any OC’s to be in the shorts. I’d love to develop the characters a bit more.

Please be patient. Remember that I might not be able to come up with something for all shorts. I’m still learning the art of writing. Also, do not harass. If your prompt hasn’t been answered, or if you dislike how I answered it, remember that I have different ideas than many people. If I don’t do what my head is telling me, I will run into the dreaded wall of writers block. And sending multiple nudges to get me to do a prompt is a good way for it to never get answered because it will stress me out and I write to de-stress after work. I have a full time job. I need the relaxation.

What I won’t write: anything related to sex/sexual acts. Wincest. Destiel. I am asexual, these topics literally go over my head, and I don’t ship anything. I am incapable of understanding a lot of this, and I’m happy that way.

Asks are open and welcome as always. Submissions are open now as well, so if you have any fanart, even a cute little doodle, feel free to submit, or if you squiggled out a little drabble about tiny Sam and his big bro, I’d love to have it here!

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I hope you have a wonderful vacation out there! (I’ve actually got some family a few hours away up in Nottingham 🙂 )

The chapters will be here waiting for you when you get back, so make it an awesome camping trip (but make sure to bring more than just peanut M&M’s, like Dean. He is not a good camping role model).

Cursed Dean 2

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For a long, heart-stopping moment, there was nothing but silence.

Then, it came. The most terrifying sound he could have heard.

A shifting of fabric in the motel room outside indicated the human standing. “Hello?” rumbled a curious voice from outside, making Dean shiver once with worry. The human was tall enough to see into the vent while standing if he wanted to, and if he realized what was hiding from him in there…

Dean didn’t move, simply trying to wait it out. The human would just assume he heard the motel settling, just like anyone else. No reason to check the vent, no way to see Dean in there.

No such luck.

There was a creak from the vent again. The human was moving it. He needed to get out of there, now. If he got caught by such a huge human, the largest he’d ever seen, there would be no hope of escape.

Dean went to run, and fell flat on his back. His satchel! When the grate had closed it had snagged the strap, effectively trapping the small human.

Hearing metal on the outside, Dean writhed to escape the bag. He recognized a screwdriver out there, working to reveal his hiding place to the world for all to see. He managed to twist himself out just as a beam of light fell over his surroundings.

It was opening up.

Light poured into the small space even as Dean scrambled to his feet, bolting for the end of the passage as fast as he could. There was a shout of surprise, then the opening darkened.

Dean risked a glance over his shoulder and his eyes widened at the sight of the massive hand coming right at him.

A/N: The adventures of tiny!Dean continue on! When near giants, make sure to not get your clothing or bags caught on anything as it will hinder your escape. Also, if there’s a hand coming right at you, don’t look back.

Original Ask || Part 1 || Part 2 (here)

What if… Dean was the one that got cursed…

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( A/N: Inspired by the asks that came in previously in the week, I actually squiggled out a bit of a borrower!Dean~verse start. I don’t know how far it will go, but I figure a few little drabbles here and there with a teeny Dean will be a nice change! More on the way soon! (Also, this is not a finished story, so even I don’t know what will happen before the end) )

Dean’s hand went to his amulet, the memory of his younger brother, big hazel eyes staring hopefully at him as he opened the gift coming back as clear as day. He would never risk taking it off, afraid of losing it to an errant gust of air, or slipping into a crack to vanish forever.

After all, that same brother was now a towering giant, wherever he might be. If he found Dean, he would simply catch his older brother and drop him into a cage. Maybe worse, depending on the way their dad had trained him. Dean would cling to those memories like a lifeboat, knowing he’d never see Sam again.

Sammy…

Those memories would never leave him, but here and now he needed to stay sharp. He came up to the end of the vent, suspended up in the air almost six feet. The design of the motel had never made sense to him, but who was he to question it?

No one would listen to a man that stood under four inches tall.

Dean leaned against the grate, staring out into the immense motel room.

The vertigo hit him, as it always did, but this was more important than his fears or the thought of getting teased because he was afraid of heights. Those eyes, seen so briefly in the room earlier, haunted him. Soft, familiar hazels that forced his mind into the past, to a time before he’d been cursed. So many years ago now… soon he would have lived over half his life under this infernal curse.

At the table below, the man that had checked in earlier was sitting with a dusty old book. One huge hand turned the page with a loud crinkle, smoothing it carefully down. Fluffy brown hair was scattered messily about, in clear need of a good brush. Dean’s hand went to his own hair instinctively, trying to fix his spiky style. Cutting it himself didn’t make it easy, but he persevered.

While Dean was distracted, he accidentally leaned too much of his weight on the grate. With a loud, echoing Creak! the air vent slid shut, sending him to his knees without warning. He slammed into the metal ground with a loud (to his ears) thump.

He froze.

( A/N #2: This starts after the original ask )

Vulnerability – Helloootricksterr – Supernatural [Archive of Our Own]

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nightmares06:

Summary:

A drunk Dean can sometimes get too upset at his life. Luckily, little brother rushes to help!

Notes:

Based off an ask for the Brothers apart blog, this just came to me. its not too shiny but it works.

For everyone that reads BA, check out this lovely little story that y’all inspired with the drunk!Dean ask earlier on.

Story by helloootricksterr

Original Ask

(shh I totally didn’t post this on the wrong blog at first)

Vulnerability – Helloootricksterr – Supernatural [Archive of Our Own]

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He’d have to work hard to keep up with Dean’s slew of nicknames that he’ll be hearing all day. Gigantor. Godzilla. King Kong. Everyone’s favorite Sasquatch. Sam would just laugh and make fun of the fact that Dean can’t touch the ceiling when he’s standing up. Dean’s angry glare is a lot less intimidating when he can’t quite reach the top of your boot, that’s for sure.

If he gets too annoying, that’s easily solved by dropping a dirty sock on his head. Just watch out for his revenge. It’ll come when you least expect it.

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If Dean got cursed, he’d be endlessly teased by Krissy for being afraid of heights. Sam and John would have ended up butting heads all the time, Dean was one of the only things that held them together as long as it was on the show. Dean also might have been a bit more of a ninja if he was in Sam’s room, so he wouldn’t have gotten caught the same way Sam did. But those hazel eyes and floppy hair seem so familiar… He’s going to need to scout out that room again. He just can’t get those expressive hazel eyes out of his mind.