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how about an excerpt from chapter 1 nobody asked for
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Furnace-hot, Cas moves in next to him. “Do you want me to take over so you can sit? Forgive me, but... I can see you’re in pain.”
Which sends Dean's hackles up instantly. Old habit. Bitchy one, too. Miles long resentment of people telling him what he is and isn’t capable of, based on their assessment of how he has to live his own trashfire life. “I’m good,” he bites out, clipped.
“I... Fuck.” Cas rounds down on himself, somehow both pathetic and adorable. “That was the wrong thing to say to you.”
“No. No, it’s just...” Fermented bitterness bubbling up, the toxic slime of having to defend his competence to abled-bodied looky-loos harbouring a bunch of stupid assumptions. “It’s a sore spot. I’m sorry. You mean well, but... I got this.” He offers up a placating, close-lipped smile.
Cas sighs. Nods. Doesn’t straighten out. “Let me explain. I know you’re capable. Clearly,” he says, looking around the whole room, as if Dean’s spotless kitchen is indicative of anything other than an OCD streak. “But, I’m a massage therapist, and I work primarily with people who are in pain. I know it when I see it, and sometimes I... overstep.”
Massage therapist? Dean gawks, again. What kind of wet dream is this guy? That has to be awkward as hell for his clients. Mr. Huge n’ Handsome with his gigantic mitts all over the tenderest body meats? Jesus H. Christ. “You feel people up for a living, huh?” Dean teases.
Turns out they can both say stupid things.
Cas reaches for his beer and gives him a cold (massive) shoulder. “Not that kind of massage." There’s resignation in it. Like every loser asshole he’s ever told about his work has made the same godawful joke.
“You’ve... You’ve heard that one before.” Dean, defeated, notices a splotch of oil he missed when he last sponged the stovetop.
“At least you haven’t said anything about a happy ending.” Blue eyes cut sidelong at him. “Yet.”
Don't Swing that Way: Dean's season 9 guilt trip, extended edition
If Only Maybe and Then: what if they were both really queer and middle aged and incredibly boring and canadian during covid lockdown (and i still haven't finished it im hitting myself with a hammer)
Interference Vector: omegaverse for people who hate omegaverse
Coaxial Evisceration: 2nd person POV internal Cas meandering and also casefic
latest wip: sad old men meet on grindr and don't have sex 👍
do your own if you want it's fun (and perhaps humbling lmao)
I'm always fascinated by talented people who write AND draw. What makes you go "this is a good idea for art" vs a fic you want to write? I'd be tempted to make art for everything I wrote but maybe there's something that puts something in one category of the other? I'd love to know.
first of all, thank you! 💖 what a cool question! this is perhaps not the most useful or interesting answer but... kind of like this:
where frogs and bugs = art and fic, sort of interchangeably? and i'm out here obeying.
i do find that if i'm going to write a story, it has to get its teeth in me somehow. i have to want them to start talking to each other. like, the art is me trying to cram a dynamic into static facial expressions and the writing is for giving that some space to move, I guess?
really, the two things definitely inform each other and both are just different avenues for making the same two idiots kiss over and over again [affectionate]
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torn between two wips and being driven slowly toward the second because i have to think of a name for Cas' massage business in the first one and it needs to be earnest but goofy and i'm comin' up blank lol
"You cannot argue that the wave comes in by design, every molecule prearranged, over and over in the quintillions and onward into infinity. Some things are inevitable. The wave itself, the motion of gravitational pull, warps and bends. Physics! Physics is inevitable. But the unique arrangement of matter means predestination is a trap. Forces you cannot resist are in play, but in the meantime, you chose... a cheeseburger, and a beer. A specific beer, full of specific microbiomes. Imagine a god so bored they engineered existence down to which cell went where in every creature’s body, and when!
Even god has other things to do than set infinite dominoes in infinite patterns. Only a machine would bother. God cannot be a machine, I don’t think. Well, maybe, but it’s a little bit pat. We’ve seen that one. Or you have, I don’t watch as many films as you do.
Anyway, the wave. The point is, god is not matter. That’s something god isn’t, because god would never be shit, right? Everybody wants a go on earth but they forget about all the shit. So, god isn’t matter. God is the rules that govern matter. The why and how and where, not the what. God is the wave. Destiny, too, but the truth is, destiny is mutable. The wave has to encounter a shore: more variables.
Maybe god is how variables interact over the long-term expanse. Or maybe god only put things on their axis and set it all spinning and fucked off to do it again.
Well, it’s all speculation anyway, isn’t it. Do you want another beer?"
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the aurbb finished posting and this was a second submission that wound up not quite happening, so i feel like it's okay to release into the wild, now. selkie dean!
who would be an adorable shoreline menace and legendary weirdo for the nearby townsfolk. vacationing cas would be both baffled and smitten by the big dude in the little swimsuit who seemed to appear from nowhere and disappear just as readily...
meanwhile dean is no better than a seagull about beach bbqs but at least he'd charm the hotdogs out of people's hands instead of swooping. ...mostly
Art masterpost for "Coaxial Evisceration"
by @stonelions for the @deancasreversebang!
I think this DCRB is the first time I've submitted digital art for a reverse bang (I'd previously done a linocut for @deancas-stabfest last round they ran), and I couldn't be more pleased with my partner stonelions' incredible work!
Link to Fic
Art and details/discussion under the cut:
This was the OG version in the gallery, inspired by the end scene in I Saw the TV Glow with the associated prompt along the lines of either an IStTG AU, or something playing with Cas' canon connection to TVs and his 'multidimensional wavelength of celestial intent' nature:
Stonelions took the prompt and ran further that I'd dreamed, writing a gorgeous fic, centered on Cas (who struggles with his borrowed grace, post-humanity) and Mark of Cain era Dean going on an intimate case fic that pays wonderful homage to ISTTG, down to the broken power lines, queerness, the meta nature of The Pink Opaque and the Carver Edlund books, etc, all of which hurts just as sweetly as IStTG does. Reading the draft made me feel the same way as watching the movie for the first time, like looking into a mirror, and with all the references that felt tailor made... I can't scream enough about this fic. I sent this to stonelions earlier today:
and I hope you all feel the same way, too.
After claims I finished a loose render of the bathroom from the original reference image:
And after receiving the draft made these static and GIF versions for the final main art:
On all of these, I used my usual preferred combo of Syrup and Turpentine, and then played with different jittery and glitch brushes I had for the static, a window brush for the lines coming out of Cas (which in the OG/static version are done in the same colors as a "no signal" color bar error screen on a CRT TV). For the GIF'd version, I also played with chromatic aberration on some of the duplicated color bar layers I had (and as with all GIFs, I just export the frames individually then put them together on Canva).
I made a broken sparking power line and a pink thread (frayed, to evoke the fic title, and more rope-like because "freedom is a length of rope and God wants you to hang yourself with it") PNGs for scene dividers:
For the sparks I played with some firework sparkler brushes I had from an "art with Flo" brush pack, and I used Turpentine for everything else.
And did the sticky notes individually (Siken always gets me, man), using Syrup brush for the note and shadow, then a Micro Nib brush from a brush pack called "The Rusty Nib", with a really tiny Bokeh Lights brush over it to emulate glitter for the glitter gel pen text:
Anyway, please go scream at stonelions, give I Saw the TV Glow a watch if you've never had the pleasure (bring tissues), and go check out the rest of DCRB!
Tags: Canon Universe, Fusion (with I Saw the TV Glow), POV Castiel, Case Fic, Homophobia, Transphobia, (not from our mains), Mutual Pining, Cosmic Horror, Quote: Multidimensional Wavelength of Celestial Intent
Summary: Team Free Will can’t seem to catch a break.
Metatron is in the wind. The brothers are at an impasse. Dean is succumbing to The Mark, and Castiel is on angelic borrowed time.
So when Dean finds a missing persons’ case that might just be a lead, Castiel is all too happy to go along for the ride.
Their so-called milk run takes a sour turn when they discover that the missing teen’s old CRT TV is a conduit for an unknowable force that wants, very badly, to make itself known to them, and worse, their secrets known to each other.
And it’s going to use every available wavelength to do it.
Including Castiel.
it's dcrb posting day! i'm wildly excited because that means you all get to read @bethmints' incredible horny (literally) Demon!Dean fic that had me both biting my nails and on the floor laughing every time she updated the doc. (the puns. the tension. the case. the everything!!) it was such a treat to get to see this one take shape and i can't thank beth enough for being amazing and doing so right by this goofy idea.
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After bolting from the bunker, demon-on-the-run Dean makes himself scarce. When Cas finally tracks him down in Louisiana, he's disturbed by what he finds: a yellow-eyed, big horned, id-driven creature that, whether he likes it or not, might just still be his best friend.
But of course, Dean isn't the most frightening thing in Slidell. There's a hungry mystery lurking in the still waters of Lake Pontchartrain, and Cas is discovering he has distressing appetites of his own.
When an angel and a demon walk into a restaurant and order the crawfish boil, you know the punchline's bound to be a doozy.
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