Well, the person who normally works with newly-deceased Donald Westerly on his Thursday night bartending shifts is working — surprise surprise — tomorrow on Thursday, so that means Dean is now needlessly dressed in a suit and at a bar with Cas, waiting on Sam’s news from the morgue, while tonight’s bartender is making bedroom eyes at Cas.
“Definitely a wraith, though,” he mutters under his breath to Cas, taking a sip of whiskey. “An entry wound like that?”
“A kitsune would have produced a similar mark,” Cas reminds him snidely, and knocks back the entirety of his (seventh) drink in one go. Dean cringes.
For the mermaid AU, so if it’s not your cup of tea, sorry~ Wrote this a few days ago but didn’t want to edit and post it until cris had posted THIS.
Ehh nothing really special going on, but I wrote it anyway because it was fun. These will be more like lengthy drabbles than multi-part posts.
Still, hope you like!
Sons of the Sea
Teddy had learned when he was not yet six years of age that the best views came from aboard a ship.
Sam sends him a card.
“What the hell is this?” Dean demands, and from over the line comes Sam’s weary sigh.
“It’s a card, Dean,” Sam says, slow, and Dean can tell he’s thinking, my genius brother, ladies and gentlemen.
“And what the hell is it doing in my mailbox?” Dean asks impatiently. ”You know I didn’t mean it when I told you don’t forget to write.”
“Just open it,” Sam explains, unnecessarily.
“Is this for my birthday? What, you couldn’t get a hold of a skin mag?” Dean asks. ”What the hell do I need a card for?” He shakes the card out of its envelope, and a something smooth and shiny falls out; a photograph, of Sam’s cheesy grin and Amelia’s teasing smile and a prominent ring, all diamonds and antique gold.
Title: Radio Silence
Pairing: Tim/Kon, Bruce/Selina
Snippet: But someday – someday Tim will call and Kon won’t come. Or he’ll come and it wouldn’t be the same.
wow hi I do fics sometimes, right
So I was talking to Kukki, and she mentioned this idea she’d had. And then I had to write it because it was horrible and evil. In other words, this is her fault.
Timeline is a sort of AU-ish post-CC, if the team got back together after all. Kate’s still doing Hawkeye Double-Team on the side with Clint.
Word Count: 5,400-ish
The Light Has Gone Out of My Life (or on AO3)
Billy and Teddy are missing for several days until Tommy finally finds them. Or rather, until he finds Billy, who is wandering aimlessly through the outskirts of New York with tears in his eyes and a pair of ear cuffs clenched tightly in one hand.
He is alone.
ssssh let’s pretend i was studying,i just read this 8.07 coda-fic and..i feel really HAPPY. It’s been so long since i read a coda-fic that i feel it could actually happen in canon. This is not an accusation to fic’s authors, it was a problem of the show. In season 7 was hard -at least for me- to imagine/write a dean/cas coda fic or a canon!verse.and..now, i feel that YES, Dean and Cas had this conversation in the 8.07 and it’s not over. So we can picture millions of ways they could end it..and this was another thing i missed *sigh*..so..YES. Ok…back to pretend study.
Title, Rating: Signs and portents, PG-13
Word Count: 2730
Warnings (including pairings other than Dean/Castiel):
Summary: At first, Dean doesn’t really notice it: Dean and Castiel being mistaken as a couple.
Signs and portents is a hilarious take on what would happen if, instead of Sam and Dean being mistaken as a couple, Dean and Cas were mistaken as a couple. Hilarity ensues.
PG - Dean/Castiel - Alternate Universe: Victorian England, Misunderstandings, Marriage Proposals, Fluff and Angst“No?” Castiel repeats, dumbly.
Title: Ice Cream
Verse: Home Alone
Warnings: Triggers for child neglect
Summary: Tim’s parents leave him at home all the time.
All he wanted was some ice cream, who could blame a kid for wanting ice cream? Now he was cowering in a cupboard because soon his parents would come home and find the mess… He didn’t mean to leave a mess; he really didn’t. He was just climbing up the counter and he slipped, his foot catching on a cupboard door. Now his shin was bleeding and the cupboard’s contents was spilled over the floor and too heavy for Tim to lift back into place.
THIS FREAKING AU. Ugh, my heart.