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THE HANDYMAN’S SPECIAL  | Explicit  | 51,456  Author: carrieosity Artist: delicious-irony

Dr. Dean Winchester, professor of Mechanical Engineering, was full of confidence in his own abilities when he decided to purchase a fixer-upper house to rehab and remodel on his own. Now, standing in the middle of his new house and praying the floors won’t cave in, he’s realizing that determination and academic brilliance might only take him so far this time. The bigger problem: his overconfidence in the face of other people’s doubts (ahem, Sam) means that asking for help now will mean swallowing a whole lot of pride…and he’d rather not.

Hiring a secret contractor to do the work without telling anyone seems like the perfect solution.

Accidentally hiring an amazingly hot secret contractor wasn’t part of the plan.

And when Sam overhears a conversation and starts connecting dots, a snap decision and another lie on top the first leads to a ridiculous balancing act of fake stories, pretend relationships, and one hell of a renovation tale.

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Art for @carrieosity‘s @deancaspinefest fic

THE HANDYMAN’S SPECIAL

Summary:

“Dr. Dean Winchester, professor of Mechanical Engineering, was full of confidence in his own abilities when he decided to purchase a fixer-upper house to rehab and remodel on his own. Now, standing in the middle of his new house and praying the floors won’t cave in, he’s realizing that determination and academic brilliance might only take him so far this time. The bigger problem: his overconfidence in the face of other people’s doubts (ahem, Sam) means that asking for help now will mean swallowing a whole lot of pride…and he’d rather not.

Hiring a secret contractor to do the work without telling anyone seems like the perfect solution.

Accidentally hiring an amazingly hot secret contractor wasn’t part of the plan.

And when Sam overhears a conversation and starts connecting dots, a snap decision and another lie on top the first leads to a ridiculous balancing act of fake stories, pretend relationships, and one hell of a renovation tale.”

Getting to work with Carrie again was an absolute pleasure; not only are her fics always a TREAT, she’s also one of the most patient people I know and a great person on top of that. I laughed, I cackled, I cried because I was laughing so hard, and having worked on houses, I can confirm that nothing that happens in this fic is over the top, but painful realism - I don’t want to spoil anything, but I  have detailed, practical knowledge of what an old skeleton of a marten looks like ;P

Is...is this a poem? I’m honestly unsure. �� (Also, https://relatedwords.org and https://describingwords.io)

posting in case these links are of interest to other folks as well!!! 

it’s from another travelin’ song by bright eyes, one of my favorite songs about madness

by the way! i know by now which city ill be doing my exchange semester in, and its...

that’s a really good point. probably why i talk so fast, too - to fill the silences. 

UNDYING  | Explicit (Skippable Smut)  | 50K

Author: carrieosity | Artist: horrorfemme

Dean Winchester always swore that the only way he’d willingly go for a run was if zombies were chasing him. Now, over a year after the dead stopped staying dead and started chowing down on the living, those words are biting him in the ass. Well, better his words do it than an actual zombie, he figures.

It’s no life of leisure, but it’s certainly better than it could be. New Lebanon has decent zombie-proof security, military protection, and plenty of food and other necessities, along with even a few luxuries. The settlement’s Runners, of which group Dean and his brother Sam are reliable members, are to thank for that: heading out every day into the undead-infested countryside and abandoned towns in search of whatever the town needs. Sprinting from death on a regular basis might not fit the definition of “boring,” but Dean’s adjusted enough to appreciate the smaller sense of routine and predictability. That is, until one day when his radio headset, rather than picking up the voice of his handler, suddenly starts receiving an aberrant transmission from a mysterious, gravel-voiced stranger. Dean can’t resist his growing fixation on the unknown man, and he’s determined to track him down and rescue him, no matter what.

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@carrieosity @unforth @every other us-american follower who was involved in my exchange semester process:

IM COMING TO THE STATES

as some might recall, i applied for an exchange semester a couple months back, and i made it through the election process and will study in the states in fall! they still need to assign me to one of my three unis of choice (texas tech, texas state, kansas state), but that i will be going at all is already settled. ill know exactly where im going by late march. for now, ill have to start with the organization process and do an english test lmao.