
If you mean something along the lines of big Sam finding a small Dean, nope. That’s more likely to be named something along the lines of Brothers Reversed or Brothers Switched.

If you mean something along the lines of big Sam finding a small Dean, nope. That’s more likely to be named something along the lines of Brothers Reversed or Brothers Switched.

I’m so glad you like it! :3 I honestly couldn’t get it out of my mind and just found myself writing at the most random times at work. Little Dean must be heard. I think I’m going through withdrawal from BL right now. They are sneaking their way into everything.
Had a story in my head after watching the latest episode, so if anyone’s interested, check it out:
A familiar face comes to visit Sam when he’s lying on Death’s door, only he’s looking a little… shorter than normal.
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–A bonus of this story is it is the first official appearance of Brothers Lost Dean as he makes a surprise guest appearance, so if you want to see what he’s like, check it out! Spoilers for episode 11×17! –

Do not mess with the tiny Dean! Do not!
Artwork commissioned from @homeiswheretheheartsare

Thank you for your words of support!
It was hard, but my editor and I had vastly differing opinions on things, and because of that we’d argue about them and I discovered that when this happened, any desire to write would vanish like it was never there. So, I cut things off completely for myself, and I know they probably see things differently. I was tired of dealing with writer’s block constantly, and being talked about behind my back for ‘not listening’ about stuff to put for my own damn story, and it was for my own sanity.
Now, I’ve got three different editors, depending on which series is being worked on at the time.
The other series are not yet ready for editing, and when they are we’ll have one of our loyal editors take a look at them. Because it was posted as we wrote it, Brothers Together has no editor and each part is posted as-is.
Brothers Apart won’t ever be abandoned, that’s for sure, but once A Lich of Sense is finished posting we’ll let one of the other AU’s shine in order to let me have time to work on the future stories. Don’t worry at all, anyone, all AU’s have my ‘verse style brothers, just in different interaction types, like Brothers Lost, where they are both smol (and I love them so)

Tiny Dean commmissioned from the wonderful @homeiswheretheheartsare
March 7th excerpt:
He reached over them to experimentally nudge a book back to its upright position, and pushed it back a little farther. “Wow. With this setup no one would even know you guys were in there,” he noted appreciatively.
Dean slapped the hand that was encroaching in on their space. “And it’s gonna stay that way,” he said pointedly. “Now quit it! If you keep pushing the books back Sam will take over the entire place while he sleeps.”
March 6th excerpt:
While Sam was lost in thought, he didn’t notice Rumsfeld shifting behind him. The dog blinked at how far away Dean was, knowing he wouldn’t be able to reach him without jumping up on the desk. Doing that would knock Sam over, and that would hurt the little guy.
So instead, he nosed up against Sam’s back.
And scooped him up with one swift motion.

Actually, the only Jacob in the Brothers Apart stories/AU’s that is from the timeline where he met up with Bowman will be the Jacob that will appear in Brothers Apart itself in a future story. Otherwise, each time you see Jacob Andris appear, it is a different Jacob who took a different path… just like how Sam and Dean are different in each one.
I think Dean might have a much easier time with Jacob if the teenager had already encountered a certain sassy sprite. These two will be butting heads right from the get-go!
“Why do you think I did it?” Dean growled at the human, his voice bouncing off the curved wall of glass he was stuck behind. He pointed up at the ceiling he couldn’t reach. “The next time I stick you in a coffee pot like the morning brew, we’ll let you make the decisions.” He crossed his arms, prepared to do what it took to outlast the human. He’d never give away the others, and he was prepared to deal with the consequences for that decision.
Jacob’s eyebrows shot up yet again. He had to wonder where the little guy was keeping all that sass stored up, because it didn’t look like it’d fit in his tiny frame. He pondered the snarky words while the little hands brushed at those tiny clothes. Every movement was so familiar, but in such a small miniature that Jacob could almost miss it if he wasn’t looking right at the little guy.
“Come on, man, I already said I’d letcha out. No need to make such a big deal out of it when you’re the one who was sneaking around in my room,” he pointed out. “What were you-” he started to ask, but his eyes flitted to the white styrofoam takeout box still resting on the table.
March 4th excerpt:
Dean hoisted himself out of the pocket, giving Sam an ‘accidental’ bump in the head with his boot and making him almost tumble back into the pocket. It was child’s play to avoid Sam’s lunge, trying to swipe at his legs.
From there Dean just crawled up to the shoulder, smirking at the disgruntled brother he’d left behind. At least for the moment, Sam wouldn’t risk climbing out after him. He was home free and out of reach.
“Second star to the right, and straight on till morning!” Dean declared, jabbing an arm straight out.
March 3rd excerpt:
“Whoa!” Dean was caught off guard by the slope that developed beneath his feet. With the way he was crouched on the hand, it tilted his balance out from under him and sent him rolling down the outstretched fingers. The hand vanished from under him and he hit the bottom of the pocket, landing in a surprised heap.
Dean popped back into sight, a predictably annoyed glare on his face at the unexpected tumble. “You can’t tilt your hand like that with Sam,” he griped.
March 1st excerpt:
“The Winchesters will raise questions if anyone sees them and realizes who they are.”
There was a click, then a dial tone filled the air. Dean stomped on the END button with his boot, for once having nothing to say to the last statement. Even Sam was quiet where he was sitting on the edge of the laptop.
Jacob pursed his lips, letting Bobby’s words sink in. He hadn’t considered other humans, especially hunters, finding out about Sam and Dean if they went to Bobby’s again.