For this year’s spn-reversebang, I worked with Alyndra who wrote an absolutely charming gen fic: Small Problems!
Everyone should go read this if they haven’t!
Tag: witches
Pizza and Hexbags
( A work of fanfiction for Brothers Apart, and the first story of Food and Monsters, created by @neonthewrite )
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Dean and his tiny brother Sam are having trouble solving a case involving several missing children. Little do they know, another tiny person like Sam has been keeping an eye on them, curious about the strange pair.
This story delves into what it must be like to be one of the throwaway side characters in any given episode of Supernatural.
This story won first place during the first Brothers Apart contest, and was Oscar’s first time in a story!
Just a random thought here, but what do you think would come of Rowena and Celeste meeting? Would the be friends? Enemies? Frienemies even?
Well, Rowena is often drawn to power, so I can see her seeking out Celeste if she gets wind of what she’s up to.
Unfortunately, Celeste disdains actual witches, as useful as she finds their powers. Though she might be interested to know Rowena is able to use magic without demon interference, she’s already met witches like that in the past. She won’t let Rowena come close to her plans, and Rowena would spurn this treatment.
Queue them becoming worst enemies and Rowena working to upset Celeste’s plans, especially if it helps her learn a few angelic secrets.
Sneak Peek
Since the story name was guessed while the excerpts were still posting, here’s a special sneak peek of Far From Home!
The car came to a halt, and the engine cut out. High heels clicked their way around the car, and once more the door opened. This time, there were two voices instead of just the one.
“What were you thinking? The ritual has to be tonight. We can’t risk it just because you got nervous, Cee.”
The next person to talk had the voice of the secretary that had helped Dean. “I was thinking that this is a hunter, and we can’t risk having him on the loose.” Unlike earlier on in the day when she’d fawned over Dean, her voice was confident and assured. “Or did you forget the last hunter that happened to come across our coven, Dee?”
Dean’s body shifted, and then was lifted up by the two women. The cadence of walking was much different, and Jacob found himself lying on top of Dean like they were watching TV in the motel room, swinging from side to side.
“Besides,” Cee’s voice went on, “three blood sacrifices are needed for the blood moon, right? This is kismet, not bad luck. Unlike the children, no one’s going to miss one little hunter, all on his own.”
Then Dean was dropped to the ground and propped up, and the faint rustling sound of a rope being tied was all that could be heard as the man was secured.
Jacob kept a hand over his mouth while the two women worked. Part of him knew there was no way they’d hear his rapid breathing or pounding heart, and yet every second he worried he’d see a hand diving into the pocket after him with well-manicured nails ready to snatch him up. Thankfully, the hand never came, and he was left in the pocket as the final knot was pulled tight.
He heard a weak whimper from close to Dean, and his heart fluttered. It sounded like another woman, this one much younger than the others. Missing kids, the distracted thought flashed across Jacob’s mind to join the flurry of his other thoughts. Footsteps faded away with talk of more preparations for the sacrifice, but Jacob’s attention turned inward.
Blood moon. Sacrifice. Kismet? They had arrived in the nick of time.
The only problem was Dean was captured, and most of his weapons waited back at the motel.
August 3rd excerpt:
“Blood moon sacrifice… great,” Dean grumbled. “I friggin’ hate witches.” His eyes watched the figures around the bonfire warily as Jacob worked.
Sherlock…handles things in his own way.
The circumstances in Hounds of Baskerville were a little different than in BC. When Sherlock has his big freak-out, he’s been drugged and is much more high-strung than he normally would be. Though, that’s not to say that he handles that topic perfectly.
Sherlock’s entire reality is built on science and logic, what he can see and feel and prove. He’d refuse to believe in the supernatural unless it was right in front of him. He can’t exactly deny the existence of the bitty bros, but he will struggle with the idea of witches and a curse. We’ll just have to wait and see if he runs into ghosts and vampires to gauge his reaction.
January 27th excerpt:
“We lived on the road,” Sam said, his ears still slightly red. Hopefully the two humans were too big to notice. “Dad took us from case to case after our mother was killed. Vengeful spirits, poltergeists, werewolves…” He trailed off.
“Witches,” Dean finished, remembering their last fateful case. “And cursed objects. People write strange deaths and disappearances off but there’s always a reason for them. People don’t just die and fade away.”
“Other people just stop looking,” Sam said sadly, picking up the train of thought. Dean wasn’t the only one that wished he could keep others from going through the same hell as they had.
Brothers Apart 