There’s No Place Like Home

(Story 3 of the Brothers Lost series)

Cowritten by @nightmares06 and @neonthewrite

The newly-minted team of hunters runs into some downtime between cases. Sam and Dean Winchester, cursed to live at a fraction of their original height, agree to a new trip with Jacob; this time on the road home to reassure his mom he’s still alive and kicking.

An uninvited guest throws this family reunion into a mess, and suddenly Jacob’s left alone to piece together what happened…

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Jacob Andris, Mariana Andris, Bobby Loran

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Hunger Games

anonymous asked:

This is just a stupid question but will anything Hunger Gamey happen. The idea just popped into my mind and I thought why not just ask.

Lol! I have to say, I wasn’t expecting a question along these lines.

The stories will never crossover with The Hunger Games. Though I did enjoy the books quite a lot and have seen the movies a few times, it’s not my style of story.

If you mean along the lines of games or kids going after each other the way the special children did in Supernatural season 2, then most likely not.

Though Gabriel enjoys a game or two, even he would be taken aback by just how vicious the games turned out to be. Games are meant to be lessons! Sure a few people might die here and there, but setting them against each other just so the people in charge can get a laugh??

The trickster prefers to go after the high and mighty, so it’s more likely the people of the Capitol would have problems with him.

As for the special children, in BA they’re replaced by the cursed children and borrowers, each with their own special knacks (Andy must be out there somewhere! The awesome psychic!). Celeste’s goal differs from Azazel, and she’s after making stronger vessels, not just one strong vessel. Killing off the cursed would make no sense to her when instead she can channel their strength instead.

I hope this helps!

Djinn dreams

anonymous asked:

If the brothers got stuck in a djinn dream, what would their dreams be? Would it be different in the particular AUs?

It would certainly depend on the AU in question.

In Brothers Apart, Sam’s biggest issue is the fact that he blames himself for Mallory getting killed. Meanwhile, Dean wishes that Sam had never been cursed and definitely blames himself for not finding Sam before he was dragged from the room.

Every djinn dream would be different, and none of them would be perfect (djinn are so good at that). Like if Dean wished that he’d saved Sam in time, he might end up living in a different version AU… for instance, where he saves Sam at his own expense, or instead of leaving Sam behind, he’d see him and grab him.

Are stories like Brothers Saved and Brothers Together djinn dreams? Are we all in a djinn dream now?

Oh, hey. So I went back and looked in my old BA ideas, and apparently had a bit scripted out for Sam falling into a djinn dream, so have an old drabble!

It’s a bit short, but I like it.

“Dean!” Sam cries out, desperately running along the banister.

I have to reach him… have to help…

He almost doesn’t see the attack coming. A tattoo covered hand tries to sweep him from the railing and only misses when Sam dodges to the side at the last second. Another hand tries to snatch at him as Sam sees Dean rise up, using the distraction provided by his borrower-sized brother to grab the blood-soaked knife from where it fell during the struggle.

Even as Dean plunges his knife into the creature’s back, the fingers brush against Sam with an almost loving caress.

The world fades before he even realizes he’s falling.


“You haven’t had nightmares like this for years, Sam.” – Mallory in the dream.

Brothers Lost Meets Charlie Bradbury Part 2



Disclaimer: I DO NOT own this concept, all rights for the Brothers Lost storyline of cursed!Sam and cursed!Dean with full sized Jacob are owned by@nightmares06 (aka @brothersapart​ ) and PL1 (aka @neonthewrite )

If you haven’t read part 1, here’s a link: Brothers Lost Meets Charlie Bradbury Part 1


Author’s Note: Wow I was not expecting that many people to like the story. Thanks people of Tumblr!

Once in the car, Jacob brought out the Winchesters from hiding. He tried to hold them low enough so that anyone on the sidewalk couldn’t see them with a quick glance.

“So what do you guys think?” Jacob asked.

“You forgot the EM-oof!” Dean started, getting cut off by an elbow to the ribs, courtesy of Sam.

“What he meant to say was, you did great, but you could use some work.” Sam said up to the teen.

“Yeah, but now we don’t have a reading and we’ll have to break in later!” Dean griped.

“Break in??” Jacob echoed with hesitancy.

“Welcome to the hunting business. Get used to it!” Dean quipped with a grin.

Well, just another reason I can’t tell anyone what I really do on the road.. Jacob thought to himself.

“I’m guessing we will have to do this at night, like in the movies?” Jacob said.

“Yup, and in the meantime, we interrogate wizard boy.” Dean said,  grin going wider.

“Hopefully it doesn’t go as bad as last time..” Sam started, amusement coloring his voice.

“I didn’t do that bad!” Jacob protested.

“You asked a man that was suspected of killing his wife how is day was going!” Sam exclaimed.

“It was my first time posing as a sheriff! The badge I got wasn’t even official!” Jacob protested in a slightly higher whisper, even as a blush darkened his face. The brothers were hiding grins at the memory as Jacob lifted them to his shoulder for the car ride.


Sam and Dean slipped out of sight in Jacob’s inner pocket when he parked at the police station. When they were situated Jacob got out and headed in, fumbling for his badge as he approached the front desk.

“Agent Morrison!” The officer from earlier called just as Jacob managed to flash his badge, “Right over here.”

Jacob looked over and followed the man down the hall to a simplistic interrogation room, with what had to be Lance the Mage sitting handcuffed. Jacob entered and the door closed behind him with a loud click, making Lance look up.

“Jim Morrison, FBI. I’m here to talk to you about your friend Lance’s recent passing.” Jacob said, trying to sound professional.

“I-I swear I don’t know a-anything! I’d never want to k-kill Ed!” Lance cried out, obviously distraught.

“W-woah, um- I just want to ask a few questions, nobody’s blaming anybody.”

“O-okay,” Lance responded, trying to calm down.

    “Is there anyone who might want to hurt Ed?”

    “N-no Ed is a great guy, everyone at Moondoor liked him,” Lance began slowly, “The only enemies he had were just in Moondoor. Everyone is friends in real life.”

    “Moondoor?” Jacob questioned.

    “The game we play, we’re LARPers.”

“Ok,” Jacob remembered what Sam had said about LARP, “So, about the texts you sent Ed the night he died, why were you two fighting?”

“Those texts weren’t from me. They were from me, but they weren’t from me me.”

“Um, what?” Jacob said, entirely lost. Lance shrugged, letting out a tired sigh.

“They were from Greyfox the Mystic to Thargrim the Difficult..” Lance explained, and when Jacob cocked his head, he went on with a defeated tone, “My LARPing character and Ed’s..”

“So it was all fake?” Jacob realized.

“Yes, Ed and I are best friends in real life, I’d never hurt him! I-I just c-c-can’t believe he’s really d-dea-a-ad! OH G-GODS the m-mighty Thargrim has fallen!!” He sobbed. Jacob sat there awkwardly for a minute, shifting uncomfortably as the lanky man sobbed in grief. Finally he decided to just leave Lance to his grieving.

“So what do you think?” The sheriff greeted Jacob as he closed the door behind him.

“The texts were a roleplay between his and Ed’s characters. Apparently the two are friends in real life, but mad at eachother in the ‘LARP’.”

“You think he got mad enough to kill Lance?”

“I doubt it, the man’s completely torn up about it. Those were definitely not crocodile tears.” Jacob deduced.

    “I’m guessing he has no clue about a suspect then?” Jacob shook his head.

    “Well call me if you find any-” Jacob started pulling out a card with his number on it, when all the sudden there was a shout of alarm down the hall from the interrogation room. Jacob followed the officer at a slower pace towards the sound for the sake of the brothers in his pocket.

    They rounded the corner into a surveillance room, a woman hurried towards them.

    “It’s Lance! He’s dying!” She exclaimed as she ran by, both Jacob and the officer in tow.

   She fumbled to unlock the door, and swung it open as fast as she could. It was oddly quiet in the room. Jacob peered in and cursed under his breath. The lifeless body of Lance laying dead on the floor.

   “Shit. Can you show me the surveillance tapes?” Jacob asked grimly.

   “Uh-huh follow me.” Jacob followed her back to the surveillance room, and she rewinded the tape to show just Lance sitting there, crying softly.

   All the sudden he scratched his arm and pulled up the sleeve, Jacob peered closer there was a marking on his arm that he couldn’t quite work out. Lance coughed violently, then again. The hand he had held over his mouth pulled away, covered in thick red blood.

    Lance screamed and stood turning to look into the mirror of the one way glass. From where the camera pointed, Jacob could see in the mirror that the lanky LARPer’s mouth was smeared with blood. Another cough splattered dark blood across the mirror, before he screamed his last, and fell to the floor.

    “God forbid he was contagious! I’m going to wash my hands!” The sheriff rushed out the door.

    The young teen paled. “I’m going to need that hard drive,” he dead panned, knowing Sam and Dean would want to see it.

     After securing the hard drive, Jacob wasted no time getting back into the privacy of the Impala.

    He helped the brothers up onto his shoulder, and recounted as much as he could. As expected, both brothers wanted to see the video when they got back to the motel.


Author’s Note: Sorry this is a bit short, I am very busy with play practice and felt bad for not updating fast. So I just decided on uploading what I had. Hope you all had a fun time over the weekend!


Dean of Nowhere

(Story 2 of the Brothers Asunder series)

Cowritten by @nightmares06 and @neonthewrite

A man without a home. A hunter without a family.

Dean Winchester comes from nothing and lives for no one, but dedicated his life to saving people in need. Now, an unexpected attack on two campers by one of their best friends draws Dean to Wellwood forest, towards an unexpected reunion.

Characters: Dean Winchester, Jacob Andris, Bobby Loran, Chase Lisong, Rischa Songbird,

Sam Winchester, Bowman Leafwing, Scar Wolfblind, Cerul Elanwyn, Vel, the demon

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Artwork by @jennilah! ( @ask-tinycas )

I keep wondering if the “normal” Winchester dying and returning again is going to be in one of the BA canons. Tbh, I’ve been trying to imagine what each brother’s reaction to the death, the time when they are gone, and the reunion would be. Especially with the actual BA brothers who have already been separated for most of their lives…

Well I can’t lie that it hasn’t been on my mind!

This is definitely a series based on Supernatural, and canon often plays a huge part in story twists. Though neither brother has died in any of the stories yet, don’t discount the possibility. In any AU.

As to this happening in BA, it actually was supposed to occur already, in my original storyline. This plot got scrapped during my falling out with my old editor, and the revamped story is what you see today. Because of that, I did actually have just ONE LINE that I jotted down back in the day.

I’ll leave you with that! (This line is in no way BA canon, and most likely will never be seen in the stories as they are).

“He wasn’t supposed to die before us…” Sam mumbled to the Impala. “We weren’t supposed to lose him.” He curled his legs close to his body, wrapping his arms around his knees.

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!