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ART FOR SPN CANON BANG
STORY BY BURNINGWICKER
ART BY ANYREI
Read on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20050354/chapters/47482309

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Supernatural Poetry Challenge | @burningwicker vs. @amadtributewithaship Prompt: Fear Characters: Sam, mentioned Dean and John Tags: First hunt, pre-series, angst
Itās your first time and -
Donāt worry, they said, Itās just a simple ghost hunt. Itāll be over in minutes, We promise.
Promises donāt mean anything, Not in this life, not on the job. Youāre safe, Dean promised. Weāre never safe, you said.
You breathe out. It shakes. (Donāt let Dad see) Your hands tighten on the gun But they tremble and he knows.
You could die tonight, So could Dad or Dean. Youāve barely started living and you could die tonight.
- youāre scared.
@burningwicker replied to your post: Hi, um I loved your story Game Night but the...
I think they do take down stolen works. Might take a couple tries.
They are actually very good at taking down stolen works. I reported 2 yesterday and they were down by this morning. I've reported 2 more today, we'll see how quick they come down. But, what they aren't good at is dealing with the thieves. They don't always disable their account, so they can keep stealing.
I was thrust into a world where limits do not exist. It is cruel and unforgiving, completely merciless. Forced to be someone I'm notĀ but somehow fundamentally built, I am expected to carry this burden, and along with it, the guilt. Days turn to weeks, and months to years. This life is not mine, no, I will not shed my tears. I do my duty in hopes of release, to return to the life I once knew. āThis aināt a duty, itās your life.ā Itās no gift, itās a big Screw You. Iāve been caught in the line of fire, and it looks like I wonāt be going home yet. Iāve given everything I have through my own blood and sweat. What more do I have, what more can they take? This burden is far too heavy, I feel that I may break. This is who I am now; But Iām not sure Iāll make it out alive. To think Advanced Placement was tough, this is more than I can survive. I lost my youth to this calling; I wanted something different, something more. And now my time here is finished; always beware the effects of war. Mother donāt you mourn me; for I am finally going home. Itās to a place where I belong, where I no longer aimlessly roam. I now carry no burden or with it, any fear. Just look to the heavens when youāre sad, and know that Iāll be near.
Iāll be there in the stars // n.s.
Supernatural Poetry Challenge | adoringjensenĀ vs burningwicker Prompt: Kevin Tran Pairing: none Tags: canon death mention
to be given, for @burningwicker, sentimental au one night stand Sadreel drivel
Sam hadnāt expected anything that had happened that night. Heād expected a few drinks and some awkward conversation with the group of friends that Garth had dragged him out to meet. He had tried his best to stuff his anxiety down and be good company, engage in some conversation, but he hadnāt actually expected someone to talk back to him. To challenge him. To engage him in a discussion of politics and personal responsibility and ethics. And after several glasses of wine Sam had not expected to enjoy himself, to be charmed.
God what was his name.
Thatās right. Gadreel. Gadreel bought a few shots for them, after theyād broken away from the group, and the conversation was stimulating but Sam couldnāt stop staring at him. He had a square, boxy face and a strong jaw. Taller than Sam was, maybe it was the hunch that he had been sinking into, but Gadreel was broad and proud in his stance and he commanded Samās attention.
It was a fling. Or it should have been a fling. After taking a cab to an apartment with Gadreel, dropping half his clothes in the hallway with his shoes, stumbling to the bedroom with this near stranger, the simple act of finding arousal with someone he didnāt know smacked Sam across the consciousness but he wanted, he was hard and aching and he wanted.
So he asked, and he was given.

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@burningwicker asked:
Hippolytus: Tell an experience you will never forget.
Well I very much doubt I will ever forget the one time I was hit by a car. It was going slow enough to not break any bone, just crack a bit, and I was out of the hospital in a couple days, but still.
The Labyrinth: Have you ever died and came back to life as a vampire?
You know what? Yes, I have. I thirst for blood and I will kill anyone if I can have it. Just a warning.
Just kidding.
OR AM I?
send me mythology asks!
Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour As the day turns to night And the moon shines bright Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour As they lie quietly in the back Leather beneath them, they hit the sack Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour An angel watching over them As for sleeping, he wonāt succumb Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour Another hunt done Another war won Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour Theyāre tired and haunted Their dreams distorted Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour Dawn arises high Itās quite a drive but theyāll get by Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour An angel and two brothers Saving people, hunting others
painted with colour; jrl
SUPERNATURAL POETRY CHALLENGE | envydean vs. @burningwicker PROMPT: Look up to the sky, see it painted with colour PAIRINGS: None TAGS: team free will, angsty ish, Ā Ā
24. 37. 45. ;)
24: Favorite scene youāve ever written.
This is a though one, because Iāve written many scenes Iām very proud of. But I think Iām gonna go for the one inĀ āA candle in the stormā where Benny loses it and just lets Dean know how angry and desperate he feels and how it plays into his actions. Itās an intense scene in which I set Benny at his rawest and we see how his emotional state and his past are as much of a reason for everything heās done as any influence Eve might have on him.
If any of the couple followers from TWD are seeing this, Iāve only written one relevant thing, and in that one my favorite part is probably when Michonne calls Negan out on his interest for Rick and the conversation that follows.
37:Ā canon or AU?
Itās strange since I tend to let my mind fly away into AUās a whole lot and I think Iāve written more of those, but I enjoy canon better. Majorly because the characters dynamics that make me fall in love with them are intact there, and also because canon has many elements that make me emotional and invested in the story beforehand. I guess that I just have an easier time with AUās because thereās less stuff to take into account that way, but canon is my passion, all the way.
45: share the synopsis of a story you work on that you havenāt published yet.
Where saysĀ ānot publishedā it meansĀ ājust sketched a couple unfinished scenes and in dire need to work on itā, but here it goes: Iām working on a story in which Bennyās past involves a lot of experience with many kinds of witchcraft, Book of the Damned included, and he somehow comes back in S10 and it comes into play changing lots of events. Among other things, Rowena finds his manly alphaness alluring and wants him to joy her coven :P
(A big part of this might be -is- inspired by The Flipside of Dead. Which is kinda awkward because in other stories I accidentally made lots of similar stuff to things you had previously made in your fics, and yeah. A lilā awkward in that.)