#dr-dean

I love so much that you do podfic! Now I can listen to fanfic and be productive at the same time!

There are other ways to knit besides English and continental. I knit in the Portuguese style which is completely different. You can also check out Irish cottage or Russian speed knitting. I have bad wrists and find that Portuguese is much easier on them.

The Scent of Magic by @dr-dean

After a hunt Dean gets turned into a werewolf. But he doesn’t let that stop him, and goes back out hunting with his brother Sam. He meets witch Cas and sparks fly.

Cas helps them on a case and in exchange Dean stays with him for a month. He learns that not only is he a werewolf now, but he’s also a familiar. And Cas’ magic pulls him in.

A werewolf/witch/familiar au with some ABO and lots of fluff.

Next up is Dean Eight more Whiskey and Bacon by @dr-dean

(as an aside, I will fully accept the blame for getting you involved in Coldest Hits, and I hope you’ll come play with us again next month)

#My2017Resolution is to eat more bacon & drink more whiskey To be honest, that sounds so much better than the other resolutions I’ve seen.

“Why not? Its better then ‘stay away from Florida so I don’t have to see giant gators at golf courses.’”  I mean... he’s not wrong.

For his birthday Cas bought him whiskey and bacon. Now that’s being supportive!

I NEED to know about "Lois knew her customers"

One of the two fics that come out of the Big Kansas Adventure. Outsider POV, canon compliant, based on the diner closest to the Bunker in Smith Center. Swear to gods, best coffee I’ve had in ever. Had an old folgers can with “Questions for the Mayor” on a bookshelf near the counter. It was great.

But also, places like that have a rhythm. If you’re in there often enough, like a waitress would be, you know that Widower George is in on Tuesdays and Thursdays, Linda-who-just-split-with-her-husband allows herself one slice of pie every payday, the VFW meet for coffee on (theoretically Wednesday, but really every day). That sort of thing. 

And then suddenly there’s this giant black car showing up, and a guy in his 30s looking just lost, and some weeks he’ll be there every day and then you don’t see him for weeks, and sometimes he has another guy with him, sometimes not. 

The first week, you don’t miss him. he does this. The second week, well, that’s odd, but maybe he got caught up in whatever job he’s so closed lipped about. the third week, you’re starting to get concerned, but it’s not like you even know his last name to ask around since he always paid cash. And... it just keeps going. Then suddenly he’s back, a little thinner, a lot more worse for wear, but acting like nothing’s changed.