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friendofcarlotta · 1 month
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Sometime last fall, this idea for a Truman Show AU hit me out of nowhere. How interesting would it be to update the concept of a man who's unknowingly being filmed around the clock by making the hero a bisexual man whose bisexuality is being suppressed by the Powers That Be? (Hello, SPN parallels.)
I started writing a bit, then got distracted by other things, but I'm back to it now and really excited about how it's turning out. Depending on how well the muse cooperates, this should be ready to post in late spring or early summer.
In the meantime, here's a teaser from the prologue:
Teen Dream, August 2008
Exclusive: Interview with Castiel Novak, 19 — Dean Show’s new teen heartthrob
Teen Dream: Being cast for The Dean Show is such an exciting opportunity. And in the role of Dean’s new best friend too! Is this a dream come true for you?
Castiel: The funny thing is that I didn’t grow up watching much TV. But when my agent said he could get me an audition for a TV show that’s been on the air since 1992, I jumped at the chance. I guess the producers liked what they saw.
Teen Dream: And so do we! How does it feel to know that your poster is about to be on the wall of every girl’s bedroom in America, right next to Dean’s?
Castiel: I don’t know. A little strange maybe? I’m just hoping to deliver a good performance. 
Teen Dream: I’ll say! If you do well on The Dean Show, you’re guaranteed an acting job for the rest of your life.
Castiel: Yes. Or the rest of Dean’s life, I suppose. 
Teen Dream: Totally! Just between the two of us, can you give us a little sneak peak of your character and how the show is planning to introduce you?
Castiel: I think that’s fine. They’re going to introduce me as a new student who just moved to town from Chicago and have me sit next to Dean in all his classes.
And there you have it! Remember, The Dean Show airs from 9 a.m. Eastern/8 a.m. Central to 11 p.m. Eastern/10 p.m. Central on the American Broadcast Network and select local affiliates. Castiel Novak’s debut is set for September 18.
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scuderiahoney · 16 days
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in motion /// oscar piastri x reader /// a college hockey x f1 au
Oscar’s a certified hockey prodigy, and the new kid on the block. You’re the adopted best friend of his new hockey team. You take it upon yourself to make him feel welcome. What could possibly go wrong?
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Chapters
Starting Line: moving in, family dinner, and the first game of the season.
Change Of Heart: Max Verstappen’s Pizza Theory, breakfast for dinner, and an attempt at a passing grade in physics.
Losing The Dream: a walk in near the park, a surprising team photo, and the semester comes to a close. COMING SOON!
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howtobecomeadragon · 5 months
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lips like sugar: a 40k word @bylerbigbang fic coming to you on nov. 21st!!!
It’s 1990 and the party needs to raise money to help them get to their first ever Comic-Con! After their bake sale on their college campus fails miserably, the party decides to try something a little more exciting to raise cash: a kissing booth. To Mike’s surprise, Will volunteers to be on the receiving end of the smooching for the fundraiser. Amidst mixed signals, secrets from a drunken party the year before, jealousy, a lot of note passing, and a surprise gift, Mike and Will are forced to confront their feelings.
here's a little snippet hehe:
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it's a silly one, folks
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lengthofropes · 8 months
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Fool's Lake
Steve’s grandfather built a beautiful little cabin up on Fool’s Lake year and years ago and it’s the perfect place to hide a fugitive. This time Eddie gets a babysitter to make sure they don’t have a repeat of his last stay in a lakeside cabin. And they are both totally fine with it. Yep. For sure. Definitely not harbouring huge crushes or anything. Nope. It’s going to be super fine. It’s not like they have to share a bed or anything. Wait! There was only one bed?! by BIFF1 Coming in October ‘23! / SteddieBigBang
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dcwildwestfest · 18 days
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The Prodigal
By FriendofCarlotta | @friendofcarlotta Art by aggiedoll | @romachebella
Coming to Ao3 on April 18th, 2024
Rated E | 19,500 words | No Archive Warnings Apply
Dean Winchester travels the wide-open country, looking for bounties to collect and doing odd jobs to make ends meet. Usually, he rides with his brother Sam, but they’ve had a falling-out and now Dean’s all by himself — until he meets Cas Novak, a preacher’s son in search of his missing father. Cas believes his notorious outlaw brother Luke knows something of their father’s disappearance, so he asks Dean’s help in tracking Luke down. Dean figures there’s no harm in helping out, and he might earn himself Luke Novak’s bounty into the bargain. All Dean needs to do is keep a lid on his growing feelings for Cas. (aka Free to Be You and Me, rewritten as a Western)
[Keep reading for a sneak preview!]
When they locate the sheriff’s office, they find the jail cell empty and the lawman tossing playing cards into his hat, which is sitting upside down on a chair across the room. A couple of Wanted posters are tacked up on the wall, edges curling up in slow rebellion where the glue’s gone too dry to hold them.
“Afternoon,” Dean says, with a nod and a tip of his finger against his hat brim. “Slow day?”
The sheriff shrugs, unperturbed at having been caught slacking off. “Every day’s a slow day ‘round here, brother.”
Cas pipes up from next to Dean with a breathless, “It’s an honor to meet an esteemed colleague. Being a man of the law myself, I mean to say. It’s an honorable profession, albeit a—”
“He’s new,” Dean says, desperate to cut off Cas’ nervous rambling before it rouses even this sleepy small-town lawman’s suspicions.
The sheriff emits an acknowledging grunt, eyeing Cas dubiously. “Name’s Lafitte. How can I help y’all ‘esteemed colleagues’?” He grins at them, sun glinting off a gold tooth.
Dean arranges his face into an expression of pained concern. “Our town’s preacher went missing some weeks back and we’ve reason to believe the outlaw Luke Novak is the one who took him.”
Lafitte’s eyes flick back and forth between them. “Where did y’all say you were from? Gotta be a mighty big place, to be able to spare both the sheriff and a deputy so’s they can chase after a preacher.”
Damn it all. Lafitte is much more shrewd than Dean expected a small-town lawman to be. “Hatsville, Missouri,” he improvises. “New town. Lots of railroad money.” Cas seems inclined to weigh in as well, perhaps to expound on the various attractive qualities of the fictitious Hatsville, so Dean hurriedly changes the subject. “About Novak. Heard he mighta passed near here recently. That true?”
The sheriff weighs him with a lengthy glance before he allows, “True enough. Didn’t come through Jubilee, but they say he robbed a train no more’n three miles from here. Most excitement we had in town was that no-account drunk Walt, claimin’ he met Novak on the trail and got his poker winnings taken. You ask me, it’s likely as not Walt stole the money in the first place. Wouldn’t be the—”
“Where can this Walt be found?” Cas asks, with the eagerness of a man who’s new to the hunt and getting a taste for it. Dean bites down on a smile.
Lafitte regards Cas with some disfavor, obviously not best pleased at having had his account interrupted. “Chances are, he’s at the saloon, trying to talk his way into a bottle of whiskey on credit he ain’t got.”
A man with information they need, desperate for a drink — hard to do better than that. “Much obliged,” Dean tells the sheriff and, with another tip of his hat, leads the way back outside. Somewhere down the street, high above the low-slung rooftops, the town clock strikes two.
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motherofdragonflies · 7 months
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The Elevator Game: A Choose Your Own Adventure Fic
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Written by: @motherofdragonflies / bexgowen
Art by: @xfancyfranart
Rating: Explicit
Word count: 95,000
Tags/Warnings: Major Character Death, Choose Your Own Adventure Style, Psychological Horror, Canon Divergent, Post 15x03, Case Fic
Summary: 
The game is simple.
Get in an elevator, alone, and follow the rules. If you follow them correctly, the elevator will rise and when the doors open, they will open onto a world that is not your own.
When his brother goes missing after investigating the death of a teenage girl in a hotel in St. Louis, Dean Winchester is dismayed to discover it involved an internet legend called “the Elevator Game”.
He’s even more dismayed when Castiel—who walked away weeks ago and hasn’t been returning Dean’s calls—shows up, also looking for Sam.
Dean doesn’t want to work with Castiel, and Castiel doesn’t seem thrilled about working with him, either. Can they put their differences aside when  they discover that Sam disappeared after playing the Elevator Game? Will Dean and Castiel play the elevator game and travel to the Other World themselves? Will they find Sam before it's too late? 
The choice, dear reader, is yours. You are in control of the story.
But choose wisely, for once you play the Elevator Game, things may never be the same again.
Excerpt:
“Where did Ali hear about the game?” Sam’s voice asked. 
“She, uh, she loved scary stuff. Horror movies, urban legends, that kinda thing. I think she found it on reddit, in one of those scary story subreddits? I don’t know, I don’t…I don’t like that kind of thing. But, um, she was always talking about wanting to try it but you need a tall building and we’d never been anywhere anyway tall enough until…”
“Until that night. Did you tell the police?”
Lilah scoffed. “I told them. They didn’t believe me.”
“Lilah…what do you think happened?”
“I... I think…I think it worked.”
The audio file ended, and Dean sorted through the rest of the papers from the envelope Lilah had given him. The first page was a print out from a true crime subreddit: Dean recognised it as one that Sam checked constantly. His brother had highlighted a post on the page, one consisting of a single line that was posted four days after Alison and the others had disappeared:
Ali Bleaker played the elevator game.
Frowning, Dean turned to the next page and found that it was an article from a website called “The Ghost In My Machine”, titled “The Most Dangerous Games: The Elevator Game Revisited.”
Dean snorted at the title but read on:
"Some people know it as ‘Elevator To Another World’. For others, it’s the ‘Elevator to Hell’... But no matter the name, this peculiar…game, I suppose—although there’s nothing playful about it—it always said to have the same outcome, as long as you follow its rules to a T: By riding an elevator alone, visiting a handful of floors in a particular order as you go, you can transport yourself to another world entirely."
Dean stared at the words on the page.
Another world.
“Jesus, Sam, tell me you didn’t.”
Once upon a time, Dean might have dismissed the claim of ‘another world’ as something out of a science fiction story. But having visited several other worlds, Dean knew that alternate realities, multiverses—whatever you wanted to call them— were real. He doubted that something as simple as riding an elevator could take you to another world, but the idea wasn’t as far-fetched as he once would have believed it to be.
Snatching up his computer, Dean quickly pulled up the phone tracking site that he’d bookmarked and searched for the location of Sam’s phone. 
He was not at all surprised when the map showed Sam’s phone was at The Millennium Hotel, where Alison Bleaker had died.
Going up at @deancashorrorfest this October!
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thebahwrites · 1 year
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WHY YOU SHOULD DATE ROOSTER:  A PERSUASIVE PPT PRESENTATION
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Rooster’s Tinder Profile Ran By Hangman So Rooster Will Leave Him Alone (Jake has had ENOUGH.)
from: House of Cards on Ao3 The Hangster RomCom
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ryzselo · 4 months
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Sketch done for wonderful amazing beautiful adorable fic by @bean-pole-art
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tontalunar · 7 months
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They do end up smooching lol
Anyway I finally decided to post the first chapter to ao3
Check it out if you wanna, first chapter is nsfw so read at your own discretion :^}
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la-muerta · 5 months
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Title: Definitely Not Haunted (Anymore)
Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV)
Warnings: Rated E.
Relationships: Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood
Summary: Bane & Fell Real Estate specialises in processing and reselling a very particular type of property — one that the Lightwood siblings have just decided to investigate.
Featuring a haunted house meet-cute, a contract on Alec's virgin shadowhunter energy, and the futility of trying not to fall for someone who awoke something in you at first sight.
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Chapter 1: the empty house [read on Ao3]
Currently ~3.6k words
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lihhelsing · 5 months
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956 days into the apocalypse
Eddie’s voice recorder - Entry #86
*Rustling sounds*
*Door opening*
*Door closing*
Steve’s still asleep so I don’t have long. If he wakes up and I’m not there he’s going to freak out and I don’t want him to, but he slept next to me, he came to me, and fuck it, my heart keeps thinking this means something else when it clearly doesn’t. 
It’s just a very unhealthy coping mechanism. It’s just because he got used to having me around. It has nothing to do with him having romantic feelings for me because I blew that over and over again. 
But I just missed him. Just needed him close like that. I won’t let him go too far. I can’t lose him. Not again.
The World Ends With You steddie | 65k | Apocalypse AU | Rated E fic by @lihhelsing | art by @firefly-party coming on Nov. 1st for @steddiebang
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scuderiahoney · 24 days
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Max Verstappen x reader
when Max has one too many gin & tonics, you’re the one who picks (him) up, every time he calls.
coming March 4th!!
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suugiart · 2 months
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Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
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Commission for @aimportantdragoncollector !! It was such a pleasure to work on this piece for you!
The piece was created for her latest fic, 23 and Not Me. Happy birthday Mr Daddy Issues! You really never can escape, huh?
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museaway · 26 days
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Over a year ago, someone on @thenightpool discord suggested that Haru has a twin brother with a slightly evil personality, and I loved the idea so much that I saved it for my MEDLEY! fic.
Yuki turned out more moody than evil, but I have loved viewing Rin and Haru's relationship through his eyes. And I'm excited that I'm partnered with @badpostureart, who is illustrating a moment from the story!
Here is an excerpt from the scene where Yuki meets Rin:
The last time he and Haru had been face to face, they’d been twelve years old. They hadn’t exchanged letters since they were fourteen, and Haru had only accepted his friend request on Line a few months ago. Except for their appearances, they had nothing in common. What were they supposed to do together for an entire weekend? Footsteps. The door rattled in its frame. Yuki straightened his shoulders and stared into the face of a stranger. His red hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he was wearing an oversized black sweater and torn jeans.  “Who the hell are you?” Yuki asked.
The fic & art will post on March 15th!
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dcwildwestfest · 19 days
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Love is a Cowboy
By deancaskiss | @deancaskiss Art by thestarsmakemedream | @thestarsmakemedream-art
Coming to Ao3 on April 16th, 2024
Rated Teen | 8,200 words | No Archive Warnings Apply
Retirement. Something Dean never expected he’d get to have, especially with Cas by his side. But here they are, and Dean knows it’s finally time. After months of searching, when Cas finds them the perfect forever home to make their own, it feels too good to be true. But it’s real. And it’s all theirs to start something new together. What was once bags packed with weapons and salt becomes cowboy boots, baskets of homegrown herbs, and feed for the animals. But Cas knows there’s one part of the hunting business that Dean still needs. Saving things. And luckily Cas knows exactly how to make that happen to turn their ranch into a home to create their own found family.
[Keep reading for a sneak preview!]
“No,” Dean said, pushing the paper across the table with a frown. “We ruled that one out last week. You’re just getting desperate putting it back on the table.”
Cas dropped his head back, casting his eyes up towards the ceiling with a long sigh. “Dean. There isn’t anything else within a 50-mile radius that has enough rooms to fit everyone, and is the right distance between Sam and Eileen, and Jody, Donna, and the girls.”
Dean shoved his chair back, stalking across the kitchen and leaning against the sink with his back to his husband. “We discussed this, though. A million times, Cas. That house is too dark. It feels like this bunker all over again. And slap bang in the middle of a cookie-cutter neighborhood. That’s not us, man. We can’t do the whole ‘friendly with neighbors' crap. And if something ever does track us down, it just puts hundreds of people in danger.”
Taking a deep breath, Cas made his way over to Dean, wrapping his arms around Dean’s waist and dropping his chin onto Dean’s shoulder. “Then maybe we broaden our horizons. Look at something different?” he murmured against the back of Dean’s neck.
Dean tensed up for a second, before the frustration ebbed away and he turned in Cas’ embrace. Cas was the one to tip their foreheads together, and Dean let him, letting his eyes flutter closed as Cas’ hands slipped under the hem of his shirt to trace patterns along Dean’s lower spine.
“Like what, Cas? What could possibly ever feel like home after all the shit we’ve been through? Nothing on Earth feels safe enough and normalcy isn’t something we can just mold into.”
Cas’ hand stilled on Dean’s back for a moment, before he inched closer, pressing a ghost of a kiss to the corner of Dean’s lips. “Do you trust me?”
“C’mon that’s not fair, this doesn’t have anything to do with—”
But Cas shook his head, the movement separating their lips, leaving Dean with a sudden ache to feel Cas’ mouth against his own again.
“Answer the question, Dean. Do you trust me?”
And wasn’t that a loaded question? All the truth and lies over the years. The betrayals and the forgiveness. The loss and heartbreak, clashing with faith and love.
There was no one Dean trusted more.
“Of course I do.”
Cas smiled, rewarding Dean by bringing their lips together into a kiss. “I’ve got an idea.”
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thesuntoashadow · 16 days
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GAY
This is art for my fic which borrows the name of my blog
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