After a few months' break from fic-writing, I'm back with some croatverse. idk, croatverse just makes me feel happy, like a security blanket made of pain, though there's somehow less of that this time around.

Thank you to the thoroughly wonderful amonitrate for the beta.


The World You Know
Supernatural. Dean/Castiel. NC17. 1700 words.
5x04-verse. "Cas is murmuring something that Dean can't quite make out, so he just focuses on the hypnotizing mercy of a gentle touch. It's not something Dean wants to ask for. The apocalypse asks too much of everyone already, but Cas responds to Dean in predictable ways."

"Brad Pitt is a croat. TMZ said so before TV cut out completely."

Oh hey, remember that jossed Cas/Meg amnesiac!priest AU fic I wrote a few months ago? I wrote a little coda to it, because Cally said, "Being told he is not alone by someone whose face forever eludes him... but he isn’t alone, is he? He’s got Meg. Meanwhile Meg finds herself missing the Castiel that would smite her as soon as look at her. At least that Castiel she knew what to do with. She’s not supposed to owe him anything, but he’s not supposed to look at her like he trusts her."

( It happens in the woods outside of Paxton. )

In other news, it's Henriksen Week on tumblr and my computer with the Photoshop is gone so I am sulking as I get over a stomach virus, and also here's a Victor at Camp Chitaqua thing that Emily and I co-wrote one time and one of us should continue.

I'm sorry, Claire. I'm sorry, Cas. I'm sorry, Jimmy. But thank you callowyn and zempasuchil for betareading!


Memento Mori
Supernatural. Claire/Castiel, Claire/Castiel/OCs, Risa. Peripheral Dean, Chuck, and Jimmy.
NC17. WARNING: dubious consent, de facto incest, drug use, implied unverified underage.
5x04verse. Claire lost her father for the third time when she arrived at Camp Chitaqua. ~3500 words

( Claire doubts he had been waiting for her, but he seemed unsurprised to see her at his door. )

[originally posted at http://whynot.dreamwidth.org/46991.html | comments]

All my explicitly shippy Cas fic is croatverse fic. Well, except that one cracky Sassy AU. But. Cracky Sassy AU. So. Anyway, here is some croatverse fic, pre-croatsplosion. It's also my fic for the sassy_otp exchange. My recipient is elanorofcastile and I went with her third prompt, which was "Don't Follow" by Alice in Chains. It also includes the following things from her list of likes: touching/space invasion, languages, angst, drug usage, old magic, mythology, and kissing.

The summary is basically, "Cas does intense things to Sam's body and Sam's totally into it." Here's Cas. There's no time for haircuts during the croatpocalypse, seems like.

Thank you to metonomia for betareading. All remaining mistakes are mine.


Detours
Supernatural. Sam/Cas, Dean, past Sam/Ruby. R.
Set in 5x04verse around 2012. Sam hunts alone, except for when he doesn't. ~4500 words

( This is a prayer for fire. )

[originally posted at http://whynot.dreamwidth.org/41256.html | comments]

Mostly this post is an excuse to use this icon. Dreamwidthers, you can't see it unless you click over to my LJ, but it's an icon of CASTIEL/SCULLY: THE OTP TO END ALL OTPs. They're perfect, okay.

( SPN 6x09 )
( The Walking Dead 1x03, with bonus Norman Reedus picspam )

Hey, is the SPN 6x11 synopsis also blowing your mind?

[originally posted at http://whynot.dreamwidth.org/40875.html | comments]

A Soft Tongue Can Break Hard Bones by sansday
Supernatural | Jimmy, Castiel | PG13
For two beings that are sharing the same body, they have surprisingly little to say to each other.

As Walls Keep Shifting by haruslex
Supernatural | Dean, Buildingstiel | PG13
Different!vessel AU. "Castiel comes to him after Samhain. Dean's getting used to it now, the way the world warps and shifts around him. Sometimes Cas doesn't even bother to change things. The wallpaper stays the same. But the view out of the window doesn't look out onto the parking lot of the motel any more."

It's a Long Walk Back to Eden by acerbus_instar
Supernatural | Sam, Cas, Gabriel, Zachariah | PG
Written for spn_j2_bigbang 2010. AU from 5x18. A year after Dean gives Michael his consent, the Host catches up with Castiel at last. Dragged to Heaven, he now faces Zachariah's brand of divine punishment; and Sam, erstwhile abomination, is the only one left to save him.
The AU forks off from the street preacher scene, in that he actually succeeded in calling the angels before Cas got there. I know for a fact there are at least a couple of you who are interested in Sassy gen adventuretimes (MYSELF INCLUDED). Look no further! Here is a whole Big Bang of said shenanigans. WHERE HAS THIS FIC BEEN ALL MY LIFE?

Is sharp_teeth still live? I'm still getting replies to my prompts even last week, and it's like Halloween for Christmas on Thanksgiving. Here are a few sharp-teeth recs. I like them because they answered my prompts hehe AND ALSO BECAUSE OF AWESOME and also because omg chiiiiildhood, but with more eerie shit!
( FOUR: 1 classic Disney cartoons, 1 Magic School Bus, 1 Duck Tales/Supernatural, 1 Phantom Tollbooth )

I'm making a sharp-teeth sawedoff_recs post in a week or so, and WOAH SO MUCH TO READ. Is the masterlist even updated anymore? I wrote exactly one thing for sharp-teeth (with continuations in subsequent comment replies), and it is the definition of self-indulgent:

But With Zombies | X-Files/Supernatural | Scully, Mulder, Dean, Cas | PG13
Endverse AU. Mulder and Scully: The world ends right on schedule, but not as they'd feared.

We're just waiting for Norman Reedus's character to show up on The Walking Dead so we can have even more orgiastic crossover madness.

Also up for discussion is how H50 is THE SPARKLIEST and Steve and Danny are in looooove.

[originally posted at http://whynot.dreamwidth.org/40446.html | comments]

A few years ago, someone made a Supernatural fanart that I think was also a Boondocks fusion, wherein an aged-up Huey and Riley Freeman were hunters. I hear that the comments contain interesting discussion about how life would be different for Sam and Dean if they were black. I have tried looking EVERYWHERE for this, but alas, I cannot find this fanart. Do any of you have a link? ETA: Found! Thanks, nextian. No discussion in the comments though :( . I guess that happened in the referring post itself, wherever that is.

Hey, SPN 5x21. ( Spoilers took a bus. )

[originally posted at http://whynot.dreamwidth.org/20485.html | comments]

Bring Out Your Dead
by lassiterfics & unoshot. Continuation of The Future As B-Movie.
Supernatural. Dean, Castiel, zombies, and vampires. PG13. Spoilers through 5x13. Warnings: violence, gore.
This future isn't much better than that other one. / Surviving the Monsterpocalypse 101 / Worst road trip ever. ~16,886 words (Part 2: 7940 words)

Part 1

( In the glow of the Impala’s headlights, one of the croats looks up, feral and crimson-mouthed, eyes shining like a cat’s. )

The Mean Girls trailer using Disney princess movies? Awesome. Merlin Artword?! JOIN THE SHITTING MOTHERCOCK UP.

Now Showing on my Dreamwidth

Christmas Past | Narnia. Susan, Edmund (Jadis). G. 323 words. Golden Age fic written for marycontraire's fandom_stocking.

Transfiguration | Supernatural. Sam, Lucifer, Dean. PG13. Spoilers for S5. 289 words. Written for sharp_teeth for the following prompt: "He has the Devil under his skin. He didn't know it would be like this. The Devil doesn't let him rest, doesn't let him sleep, doesn't let him close his eyes. And he can feel his body rotting."

double the speed limit | Supernatural. Sam/Dean. PG13. 447 words. Written for the comment_fic prompt "Sam&/Dean, give me the keys." This is less a ficlet more like a condensed summary of the Wincest I've been reading.


Commentfic will especially be the death of me because apparently I NEVER LEARN. But it's gonna be a pretty fun death! Maybe there can be a round-robin crackfic-athon at the wake. The thing below was written for ( this sharp_teeth prompt. ) And suddenly I have 2100 words of AU (of a canon AU) futurefic and vague ideas for a sequel. Ours is not to question why. But partly it's because oh man, I can write in croatverse foreverrrrr or at least until my heart breaks into a billion little pieces.


The Future As B-Movie
Supernatural. Dean, Sam, Cas. PG13. Spoilers for 5x04, sort of...
In the middle of the zombie apocalypse, the vampires multiply and zero in on Cas. \o/

( 'You know what, fuck you. And fuck Jesus Christ Superstar.' )

The city is the last place you want to be when the zombie apocalypse hits. Manila is a city of around 19 million people, and that's 19 million potential zombies demanding UUUTAAAAK UUUUTAAAAK, and only the three of us.

I say we should move, but my brother says no, too many of our neighbors have been turned, it's too dangerous. We'll take the car, but Dad says there's not enough gas to take us out of the city. If traffic worsens during the rainy season, imagine how much worse it is with zombies roaming the streets. I wonder if he just doesn't know how to get out of the city. The only one of us who ever really knew her way around Manila was Mom. We ask Dad if he has a gun, and he throws up his hands and says, "Why would I have a gun!"

(The last we heard of Mom was a phone call to Dad, but he could barely make out anything she was saying. "Hello?" he kept saying. "What's all that noise in the background?" The call cut out, and when I asked him what Mom wanted, he gave me a confused look and said, "To lock the doors and windows, and stay inside.")

What would Sam Raimi do? All I know about zombies I learned from writing Merlin zombie crackfic, and maybe I shouldn't have spent all of 28 Days Later hiding behind a pillow and making undignified squeaky noises. If only I could go back and watch Resident Evil in greater detail, learning Milla Jovovich's ways... but it is too late for that.

We need to grab weapons and move upstairs. And food, grab food, gotta prepare. Are the doors locked? Good. You have to go for higher ground. Grab the vegetable oil, so we can have fire weapons. Dad finds a trash bag and we throw shit inside, and we hear screams coming from the house next door. I tell them we need to block the stairs, maybe shove some furniture down the stairwell. Chairs, desks, computers, my dad makes a sound of sorrow when we also toss the HDTV. Speakers, lamps, god what else.

I feel like a sitting duck here on the third floor, with our kitchenware-cum-weaponry and our instant noodles in a bag. What are we going to cook the noodles in anyway? I ask this, but no one wants to go back downstairs to get crockery. We'll figure something out, Dad says. We can just eat the ramen raw with the spices sprinkled on it, says my brother. Dad says, we could. When I ask if we're safe or cornered, no one meets my eye.

I'm making this LJ post while I still can. Who knows how long it'll be before the zombies destroy the provider and the electricity cuts out? I just want to say to everyone out there who is also fighting zombies and still checking their LJ that you are not alone. I am fighting zombies and checking my LJ along with you. Do not give up! Remember that the night is indeed darkest just before the dawn, and also to stay away from the windows. FIGHT ON.