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As we go along (girl!Dean/Cas) PG13 | 2,400
Quite some time ago, I swore to insight2 and several other people that I would write girl!Dean. Well, the other day, 22by7 asked for something to do with Deanna, Cas, and going for ice cream, and I girded my loins and wrote this. It's always-a-girl!Dean, who, let's be honest, is awesome. Post-war, some references to 5.02 and 5.04, with kissing.

( The world didn't end, and sometimes that freaks her out. )

Meh, scrapped the old link post and am putting everything here because there are a couple more new things. New things, liiiike... Merlin Big Bang art! Hammock ficlet! And Timberbrit!

Hoc opus, hic labor est (This is the hardship, this is the difficulty)
Art for mariana_oconnor's Merlin BigBang fic, While His Name's Still Spoken! It's a lovely story, a Pratchettian retelling of the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, and you should read it.( a bit about the art )




The language of hands Dean/Castiel (PG) | 431
Touch, Castiel reminds himself, is how humans know each other.

The thought of high windows Dean/Castiel, Sam (PG) | 645
Out on the open water of the lake the light shifts and dances in a haze of eye-searing gold that is like an angel's true shape.

Theca, -ae Dean/Castiel (PG) |
It's the damn Apocalypse after all, the grudge-match of eternity, and the only thing worse than having a ringside seat is being in the fucking ring, fighting for your life while the audience is too busy looking for the guy carrying the popcorn and beer.

The human sky Dean/Castiel (PG13) | 1290
It's a good thing, Dean thinks as he scowls at the apologetic and flustered hostess, they aren't on a date.

Shore Leave Dean/Castiel, Sam (PG) | 623
Lying here, content to feel himself go boneless and his mind loose, as a mission... Castiel struggles to understand that, how he doesn't want much more than for this moment to roll on, changing only when Dean's hand moves from his arm to his side, from his side to his hip.


link of random: Timberbrit So is this RPO? Real Person Opera? Can I now write my Misha/Jensen screenplay?

Breakfast for Dinner; or Other Entries in the Liber miraculorum (Dean/Castiel) PG) | ~2,220
Just a ridiculous bit of nothing much I doodled out for unamaga a while ago in AIM, polished because insight2 reminded me of the merits of happy endings, and I really need a break from the angst and gloom and pain. As such, there's not much in the way of spoilers... call it part of some soonish, but not-quite-so-bleak future.

( Dean isn’t entirely sure if planning to introduce Castiel to the miracle that is breakfast for dinner (seriously, bacon and egg sandwich at seven at night? Heaven can't possibly trump that) counts as a good deed in some circles.  )

A geometry for spirits (Castiel/Dean, Anna; PG13) ~1758
Inspired by some stuff in 4.16, indicated in notes which are at the end of the fic due to spoilers. A bit of language!kink too, because I seriously can't help myself. Possibly this is pre-Castiel/Dean, but I am going to slash it all the way.

( 'Angels have their own script,' he murmurs, close against Dean's mouth. Dean trembles against him, for the knowledge or Castiel being so close, Castiel can't say. )

Probably this is insight2's fault, but while I was brushing my teeth last night it occurred to me that it would be interesting (one word for it) to develop an angelic language, now that Skanr has been my practice run for language construction. What I've been thinking of is a language that is Romance-like in the sense that angels use different forms of the copulative (to be) for the created world and the divine, to express the distinction they'd probably make between essence versus state. Or would they just see the entire world as a collection of things in a state of being or becoming or changing? And how would the near-infinite think about the bounded and contained, anyway? *ponders these things*

In similar SPN news, I wrote one more drabble, In terra aliena (In a Strange Land) for the deancastiel drabble challenge.

SUNDAY DRABBLEVENTURES
By executive order, I have decided that on a semiregular basis (maybe every other Sunday, or however often I feel like it), I will contribute to weekend sloth and work avoidance by writing drabbles on request. When requests are open, I will note which fandoms I'm writing in; all you need to do is name your fandom, character/pairing, and prompt, and I will write 100 words of something. This post will be the prompt and response post, for purposes of consolidation.

.drabble prompts: Leave me a fandom/character/pairing and a prompt (SGA, SPN, Bones, and I guess I will take Merlin*) and I will see what I can do.

4.26 DRABBLEVENTURES NOW OPEN

In unrelated news, Iron & Wine's The Shepherd's Dog is completely awesome and I have been listening to it obsessively.

* = I like Morgana a lot and wish something heavy would land on Uther. And I like how Arthur is kind of a jerk, but basically a decent guy. Also, I am deeply amused and, dare I say it, somewhat gratified, by the fact that the incantation languages involve Old English. A lot of this is because the Anglo-Saxons really did not like teh magics.

*le sigh* Sunday is over, alas! Drabbles closed for now.

The Beginning of Wisdom (PG13) Dean/Castiel | ~1900
A sequel to my Porn Battle fic, What Is Next to Godliness. In which Dean introduces Castiel to one of mankind's greatest inventions.

( Get ready to experience tingling relaxation and ease, my friend )