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plotbunniesattack · 11 days
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save me stanford era dean save me
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My Destiel Brain Rot
A03 / TUMBLR PUBLISHED WIP
Love & Stage Crew 25/33 Chapters Completed Since 8/16/19 - HS Friends to Lovers AU, Endverse!Castiel / Stagehand!Dean
SPN X Stand By Me 6/10 Chapters Completed Since 6/18/21 - Film/ Book Adaptation, Kid Fic, Eventual Destiel
Dad's on a Hunting Trip and He Hasn't Been Home in a Few Days… 5/22 Chapters Completed Since Since 9/3/22 - Part 1 of The Road Too Far Series, Season 1 CODA.
Lazurus Rising Rebooted (Part 1-3 ) - Post Hell AU, Openly Bi Dean/ Castiel, Season 4-5 Canon Divergent
Not Okay - Film/ Comic Adaptation / Season 6 Canon Divergence, HS
UNPUBLISHED WIP 
Dean’s Ultimate Traxx 2000 - HS Friends to Lovers AU, Alcoholic!Dean / Cas
These Days - HS Friends to Lovers AU, Disordered Eating!Cas / Football Player Dean
Heavy (From the Hurt)/ Comfortably Numb - HS Modern, Friends to Lovers AU, Depressed!Cas / Teen Dean
Part Two of Portrait / Untitled - Modern, Friends to Lovers AU Endverse!Cas/ Recovery Dean
IN DEVELOPMENT WIP (Outlines Only)
Another Word For Failure - Adaptation, Teacher AU, Alcoholic!Dean
Part Two of Starlight / Untitled - Established Relationship, Endverse!Cas, Dadstiel
SPN X Little Monsters - Film Adaptation, Kid Fic, Creature Fic AU - Modern with Magic
Some One Else’s Atrocias Story - Post Canon Fix it Fic
Heartlines- Post Canon Fix it Fic
SUPTOBER 2023 (Outlines I Still Think About)
FULL SPREAD/ Gap Year - Pre S6 Fix it Fic (Set Oct 2010)
BLACK CAT - Kid Fic, Creature Fic AU - Modern with Magic
SATANIC PANIC - S7 Case Fic/ Bridgewater Podcast Crossover, Jeremy Bradshaw & Dean
EPIC -  Film Adaptation, Epileptic!Cas/ Grieving Dean
FLIRT - Pre-Canon Season 2, Castiel Backstory, Canon Compliant
FEVER - Canon Divergent S10, Soulmate AU, Demon!Dean/ Castiel
PLANNING/ PLOT BUNNIES (Notes Only)
Love + Summer Stock - Sequel to Love + Stage Crew
Closer to Free - Adaptation, Modern, Friends to Lovers AU
Impractically Winchester - Adaptation, Modern, Enemies to Lovers, Soulmate AU
Untitled Post Canon Claire Novak - Fixit Fic, Canon Compliant, Hunter!Claire
MOC as Mental Illness - MOC!Dean Season 9-10 rewrite, Depressed!Dean Season 7-9 rewrite
SPN GENERATIONS - Fix It Fic, Hunter!Ben Braedon, Soulmate Dean/ Castiel
Part Two of LIMINAL / What Comes After - Fix It Fic, Season One Retold AU
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Shipping fictional characters isn’t representative of your moral values. It’s representative of your particular psychic damage and the themes and motifs that haunt you. Hope this helps.
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"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate." -William Shakespeare, Sonnet 18
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Omfg the head tilt is so cuteeee
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Just posted Chapter Six of SPN X Stand By Me over on Ao3. Once the draft reached over 5,000 words, I decided to cut it in half for continuity. So, hopefully, Chapter Seven will be up soon since it's already more than half-written.
🎥: via Tiktok
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cannot emphasize enough how a good piece of media can reset a creative slump. stop putting off consuming that media because you "should be writing instead" and then not write either
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plotbunniesattack · 6 months
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📚 AO3 WRAPPED 2023 📚
🔍 **Firsts of the Year:**
- First fic you clicked on this year: wings of a crow, overshadowing by rupertgayes
- First fic you bookmarked this year: Thirty Days by eagertoidentify
- First fic you posted this year: Dad's on a Hunting Trip and He Hasn't Been Home in a Few Days...
📖**Reading Stats:**
- Most read fandom this year: Supernatural (TV 2005) 
- Most read pairing this year: Castiel/Dean Winchester 
- Most read tags this year: Angst with a Happy Ending, Endverse Castiel, If Supernatural Were on HBO, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergent
- Most read fic by hits this year: Last Stop on the H Train by crazyassCas
📝**Writing Stats:**
- Most popular fic by hits written this year: Love & Stage Crew
- Most popular fic by kudos written this year: Love & Stage Crew
- WIPs you started writing this year: 21
- WIPs you started writing and posted this year: 6
- WIPs you started writing and finished this year: 5
🌟**Favorites:**
- Your personal favorite fic you posted this year: Nimbus
- Your personal favorite fic you read this year: Angel's Wild by LimonadeGaby (orphan_account) & riseofthefallenone
- Your personal favorite series you read this year: a slice of that apple pie life by dicklessthewonderclown
🔗 **Recent Activity:**
- Most recent fic you clicked on: Down Season by arrow_jack
- Most recent fic you bookmarked: traveling light by sharkfish
📊 **Stats Overview:**
- Total word count posted this year: 58,996 words  
- Total hits this year: 4,045 
- Total kudos this year: 179
- Total comment threads this year: 14  
📣 **Shout Outs:**
- Shout out an incomplete fic you read this year: If Only Maybe and Then by stonelions
- Shout out an incomplete fic you wrote this year: Dean’s Ultimate Traxx 2000
🎉 **Cheers to Another Year of Reading Fanfiction!**
Template Inspired by AO3 Wrapped Ask Game!
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Starlight
The Impala rumbles to a halt outside The Starlight Motel, its tired engine sighing in relief. Dean leans back in the worn leather seat, rubbing his eyes, exhausted. The road has started to take its toll on Dean despite him having made this trip countless times before. After nearly a decade, his journey here and back again has become the only ritual that keeps him connected to his past and the one person still holding a piece of his heart.
Stepping out of the car, Dean can't help but glance around, his eyes scanning the familiar surroundings. The Starlight Motel hasn't changed much over the years. It’s still the same dingy, run-down place where he and Cas first met, spent countless hours as kids, and dreamt about escaping from someday.
Dean makes his way to the front desk, the bell above the door jingling softly as he pushes it open. The desk clerk, a tired-looking woman with bleach-blonde hair and bright red lipstick, removes an unlit cigarette from her lips before offering him a half-hearted smile. 
"Can I help you?" she asks, her voice heavy with boredom.
"Yeah," Dean replies, pulling out his wallet and tossing a few crumpled twenties onto the counter. 
"I need a room for a couple of nights."
"Okay, you're in #12," The clerk says, taking the money and handing Dean a key with very little investment.
Dean nods and heads for the lobby, the worn carpet muffling his footsteps. It's early November, but there are still a few flimsy-looking Halloween decorations strewn around in the corners of the motel. Just another subtle reminder that time keeps marching, regardless of whether anyone’s ready to start letting go. Room 12 is just like every other room in the place—barely functional, but it has a bed and a shower, which is all he really needs.
Dean tosses his duffel bag onto the bed and lets out a long sigh. He knows he has to check on Cas next. Doing so has become a routine for him, a way to ease his conscience, even though Dean’s never sure what he will find. Dean’s been renting Cas a room at the Starlight Motel year-round since he left, figuring it's the least he can do for the guy. Cas has a tendency to move around a lot, seeking out the sketchiest people while chasing his next high. At least this way, Dean can try to help his friend retain some semblance of home, even if it's back here, of all places.
Pulling out his phone, Dean scrolls until he finds his favorite picture: two young boys, their eyes wide with anticipation and ready for whatever life has in store. Although the original photo was taken many years ago, Dean can't help keeping a digital copy purely for sentimental value.
Holding a breath, Dean taps "Call" as a pit of concern opens up beneath his ribs. He’s got six different phone numbers for Cas currently, and it's always a gamble whether any of them will even go through.
"Hello?" Cas's voice crackles over the line, already sounding very far away.
"Hey, Cas," Dean says, trying to keep his voice casual. 
"It's me."
There is a long pause before Cas replies.
"Back again so soon, Dean?"
Dean runs a hand through his disheveled hair, trying to steady his breathing.
"Naw, you know me, I’m just passing through. But I thought I'd call and see how you're doing."
"You know how I'm doing, Dean." Cas states, his voice thick with bitterness. 
Dean winces at the truth in his friend's words. Knowing all too well how much Cas has struggled for years now, battling demons Dean still doesn’t fully understand. They had been close once, more so than anyone could’ve imagined, but life has taken them down different paths.
"Listen," Dean begins, 
"I rented myself a room at The Starlight for a few nights. Why don't you swing by? I’ll order us some pizza and maybe restock your fridge. We can catch up."
Cas hesitates, and for a moment, Dean thinks he might actually say no. 
"Okay, Dean. I'll be there." Cas says, sounding defeated.
Dean hangs up and lets out another sigh, this one heavier than the last. He knows he can't save Cas or fix the mess that is his life. But he also can't find it in himself to walk away either. Not after everything they have been through.
Dean leaves his room, returning to the front desk once more. When he requests an extra copy of Cas's room key, the clerk hands it over without question. She’s seen this all before, the two of them coming and going like ghosts.
Back in his room, Dean sits on the edge of the bed and stares out the window. The parking lot is empty, save for a few beat-up-looking cars. The neon sign of The Starlight flickers and buzzes, casting an eerie glow over everything.
Dean can't help but think back to his and Cas’s origins as he waits. They had been inseparable as kids, each other's lifelines in a world that seemed determined to tear them apart. They had even dated briefly, an awkward and confusing experiment in teenage love. Then Sam died, Dean left town, and Cas stayed behind to pick up the pieces alone. Even now, after all these years, the wrongs of the past haunt Dean, while the present feels no less bleak. But he’s determined to be there for Cas, no matter how impossible the task seems. For the sake of the man he once loved and probably still does, Dean knows he has to at least try.
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Kind of hesitant to post these directly on ao3 after some disparaging comments. So far the writing has been pretty easy going despite the subject matter... Hoping to gift it to someone for the holidays unless life intervenes with something more pressing as usual.
Down Season Inspired
Currently 1/3 of the way through writing this WIP which is loosely inspired by arrow_jack's Down Season over on ao3.
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The rental’s interior was surprisingly much bigger than either brother had expected. The combined kitchen living room space on the first floor was just enough space they could cook or just hangout without feeling overly cramped. There was a small deck outback and not one, but two decently sized bedrooms upstairs. Although the cottage was mostly furnished, a trip into town for some extra bedding, towels, and silverware would still be necessary. 
While it was by no means Dean’s first time setting up a new household, the task at hand remained daunting. Securing the envelope from John inside his jacket, Dean worried about its weight. His suspicions were later confirmed when he pulled back the paper to reveal less than $200. Budgeting for gas, food and school supplies had never been Dean’s strong suit and though he wanted to prove himself now more than ever-  the limited assortment of crumpled twenty-dollar bills put him on edge. Trying to reassure himself, Dean thought of the many times he’d done more with less. Now, if only he could remember to stay focused and not get so run down again, then maybe they’d be able to make this work…
John had only been gone about three months last time when Dean got the fucked up idea to start skimping out on meals. Hoping to save some funds while assuring his always growing little brother stayed fed, no part of his decision had gone according to plan. Sure, Dean had muscled through the hunger pains like a champ, knowing if he could make it through until lunchtime on weekdays, the high school cafeteria served complete meals for less than $3 bucks. Alternating between single servings of ramen and canned tuna on the weekends, Dean was going strong until he wasn't. 
One ill fated Thursday afternoon, Dean’s blood sugar had tanked unexpectedly and left him face-planting into the concrete halfway across a busy intersection. Subsequently getting clipped by an unsuspecting garbage truck shortly thereafter, everything happened so fast that none of the well meaning bystanders had time to intervene. Dean’s only consolation prize had been minor orthopedic surgery, and a panicked little brother unable to locate their dad before DHS got involved. 
Within hours of being discharged, they’d packed up their entire life so that John could get ahead of moving them across state lines. The only silver lining had been Dean’s impressively dumb luck to have avoided being behind the wheel of the impala when all the shit hit the fan. Because there was simply no way, John would have forgiven him for something like that. Remaining hypervigilant about everything, Dean feared the day he would lose control again and allow their lives spiral into chaos once more.
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