Welcome to my journal! This is an odd mix of fanfiction (mainly for Supernatural), original fiction, and life commentary. I try to be interesting, bouncy, and not too crazy. All fanfic will be public, anything else may be friend locked sporadically. I love friends, but if you’d like me to friend back, say hi, drop me a line, or otherwise introduce yourself. I love meeting new people!
Below is my master list of fic. General, one-shot fic is arranged according to when I wrote it (earliest first). Everything else is chronological according to universe and generally PG or PG-13. Anything more intense will be marked.
It's really surreal posting this. We've been writing A Monster by Any Other Name for almost TEN YEARS, and the final Chapter went up yesterday. I've mostly moved to other internet spaces (AO3 and Tumblr, with a vestigal real-ish person account on Twitter) and left this one behind, but it's good to come back and remember when the fic and these comms and all you excellent people who have probably ALSO moved to other spaces were my entire life. Those are good memories and weird/hard memories all at the same time.
Thank you for the wild ride, check out the END of the fic*, and enjoy.
Title: A Monster By Any Other Name: Part Two - Chapter Forty-One (The End) Authors:lavinialavender and brosedshield Rating: R Warnings: please see full list here Spoilers: none; AU Pairing: Sam/Dean (yet not incest; AU where they’re not brothers) Chapter word count: 7,941 Summary: The same old Sam/Dean love story, with a darkfic twist. Sam grew up in a concentration camp for monsters and Dean was raised as an only child and hunter: Together, they make each other human. // Sam was prepared for anything Dean wanted him to do – except become a real.
Title: A Monster By Any Other Name: Part Two - Chapter Thirty-Eight Authors:lavinialavender and brosedshield Rating: R Warnings: please see full list here Spoilers: none; AU Pairing: eventual Sam/Dean (yet not incest; AU where they’re not brothers) Chapter word count: 11,997 Summary: The same old Sam/Dean love story, with a darkfic twist. Sam grew up in a concentration camp for monsters and Dean was raised as an only child and hunter: Together, they make each other human. // Sam was prepared for anything Dean wanted him to do – except become a real.
Greetings all! The new Chapter for our dear Freak Camp is now available at at our freac_camp community or on AO3. Please heed the usual warnings (I would copy-paste them here, but I don't seen an HTML option on the the new posting editor, and I figured I would try it out.
Hope you are doing well! This may not be the Chapter to brighten your day, but it's a good Chapter, I promise.
I'm aliiiive. And posting my traditional twice-yearly post. This one is with fic.
Is it weird that I enjoy giving people things on my birthday? Anyway, here's something for anyone who might be reading. Link goes to AO3, which is where I exist slightly more these days (but not by much). Hope you are all doing very well and having and excellent end-of-October.
Title: Where We Are (I'm Willing to Break Myself) Fandom: Supernatural Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 2128 Warnings: Some discussions of past canonical torture, much more implied than described Characters/Pairings: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, a puppy (kinda) Beta Credit: Thank you lavinialavender for always being excellent! Remaining errors are my own. Summary: After the Great Wall of Sam falls, Sam and Dean end up in a place that isn't really Heaven, and isn't really Hell (they would know...they've been there). This is their story of continuing.
One of my least favorite exhortations to myself is “It doesn't have to be good, it has to be done.” That usually means the scheduling sh*t has well and truly hit the fan, and my anxiety is making it hard to do ANYTHING, yet all the things must be done.
I've been saying this a lot lately. Whether my life has become nuts, or my procrastination is getting worse it's hard to say. (Like most things, I feel that reality splits the difference.)
Bless my past self, that actually gathered places to which I might want to submit original fiction and put them in a document that was actually easy to find.
I'm alive! And writing even! I'm trying to work on old WIPs in folders, so have a fic! I've probably written a couple things since the last SPN fic I posted here (freac_camp is the exception) but they were Avengers/MCU and I didn't crosspost. Might go back to that. Link in the title goes to AO3 but the fic is also available under the cut. :)
Title: Forgettable (and Remarkable So) Fandom: Supernatural Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 1504 Warnings: Honest to Pete, folks, nothing horrible happens in this one Characters/Pairings: John Winchester, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Impala (Supernatural), Original Character Beta Credit: Thank you lavinialavender for the lovely beta! All remaining errors are my own. Summary: John Winchester commissioned the mark off an amateur white witch with a knack for sigils. Folks could see the Impala, get an impression of her, and then wouldn't be able to remember a single concrete detail when she pulled out of sight. It's the reason the Winchesters are so hard to find (and the reason Dean would never change an inch of the Impala).
Title: A Monster By Any Other Name: Part Two - Chapter Thirty-Two Authors:lavinialavender and brosedshield Rating: R Warnings: please see full list here Spoilers: none; AU Pairing: eventual Sam/Dean (yet not incest; AU where they’re not brothers) Chapter word count: 9,179 Summary: The same old Sam/Dean love story, with a darkfic twist. Sam grew up in a concentration camp for monsters and Dean was raised as an only child and hunter: Together, they make each other human. // Sam was prepared for anything Dean wanted him to do – except become a real.
So, work is insane. Which it says something about me that I'm posting NOW when work is insane rather than the last age (what, six month?) when work was only trying.
I'm at the point where I'm going through my Google Drive Archive and renaming documents so that they have a consistent title structure. This is a sign of stress.
Anyway, I've realized, going through said document that my memory sucks, because I keep finding things THAT I WROTE (apparently) that I have no memory of writing or posting or anything.
I must make different folders to indicate stories that have been posted versus not. This is what I should do. *stares around somewhat wild eyed and continues organizing trivia while Rome metaphorically burns*
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