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Title: Supernatual: Heart to Heartless Time Frame: Late Season 9 Pairings: None Rating: PG Warnings: Mild Language Author's Note: This is for the May Mayhem Writing Challenge over on Tumblr. My prompt was “Are you drunk?”. The story had to feature Crowley and another character in some sort of relationship (not necessarily a pairing). I chose a form of 'brothers in arms' relationship between Crowley and Castiel, drawing on a commonality that they share (although, in canon, it has not been explored). Hell was, well, hell. Of course, there were the screams, the fire, the blood, bones and gore. Mundane stuff. The real torture came wi

Title: Supernatural: A Good Lad Pairings: None Rating: PG Warnings: Bullying, Threat to a minor, Implied threat to a minor, Minor violence, Implied violence Author's Note: I'm going to be super vague here, as I don't want to spoil which Supernatural character(s) I'm writing about. I started pondering how events could shape a person and, eventually, this little plot-bunny emerged. It's not my typical humor piece – in fact, it's rather dark – but I like it. Teeth bared, the scrap of a pup growled and tugged at the twig. Holding the other end, a young boy – no more than five or six years in age – laughed at the young mut

Title: Supernatural: Of Ants and Angels Timeframe: During Season 7, Episode 23 “Survival of the Fittest” Pairings: None Rating: G Warnings: SPOILERS – Season 7 Author's Note: Two of my favorite Supernatural characters have a chat. I love these two and I really wanted to do a scene with them. Refresher (and SPOILERS for Season 7): this occurs when Cas is still crazy, Crowley has recently discovered Cas is alive, he still wishes vengeance for Cas' betrayal, and has decided that Cas would be too easy to kill as he is now and that the boys need him to take on the Leviathans. Scores of miniscule insects scurried over the dirt.

Time Frame: Late or Post-Season 11 Pairings: None Rating: PG Warnings: Mild Language, SPOILER (Season 7 and on) A/N: This headcanon's been bouncing around my head for a while. A certain character's fate is left up in the air and this is my take on it. Not much surprised Crowley. He was the consummate schemer, an absolute planner, priding himself in his ability to predict events well before they occurred. This skill had saved his existence numerous times. He rather enjoyed playing his enemies; not just like a violin, no he’d played them like the whole damn orchestra. But the soul caught him completely off guard. He never expected to se

Title: Transformers: Little Light Lie Universe: G1 Pairings: None Rating: G Warnings: None Author's Note: Just the trine being the trine. I'm trying to get back in my Transformers and my humor groove. Not sure I hit the humor part. I'll let you judge. Not a flash fic, but not a full-size one either. The world slumbered. Animals hunkered in their burrows or snuggled with their fellows. A chill breeze rustled dried leaves. Scattered in a brilliant spread of glittering pinpricks above, stars shimmered and gleamed. Night insects buzzed and chirped, the only sound in the darkness.   A deep rumble shook the night, building from a low thrum to a fu

Title: Supernatural: Pastry Abuse Time Frame: Post S10 E5 (“Fan Fiction”), Sequel to my fic “Indecently Odd” Pairings: None Rating: G Warnings: None Author's Note: This is the direct sequel to my “Indecently Odd” story, although it can be read alone. Castiel confronts Crowley about his suggestion in the previous fic. “We've gone over this, Castiel,” Crowley said, staring down at the summoning ritual. He kicked a small puff of dirt at the smoldering remains. “It's called a phone. Use it.” “Had I done so, you could have ignored it,” Castiel replied, glaring at the demon.

Title: AU Thor: Ideals Chapter 1 - The Definition of Help Universe: Thor Movie-verse (read warnings) Pairings: None Rating: PG Warnings: Alternate Universe (mirrorverse), minor violence, mentioned torture Author's Note: This is my mock entry for my Topsy Turvy contest. I started thinking of possible mirrorverse scenarios, and this popped into my head. I may turn this into a multi-chapter story. I have more I want to do with it. Fear motivated him. Fear of death and pain, lingering, gnawing pain. Not his own. He would have welcomed it, if he could have, if his ‘king’ would have allowed it. No, the pain and death he feared fell up

Title: Supernatural: Indecently Odd Timeframe: Post S10 E5 (“Fan Fiction”) Pairings: None Rating: PG Warnings: Mild Language Author's Note: This is inspired by, and the characters' attitudes are taken from, the episode “Fan Fiction”. Dean contemplated the double-stacked bacon cheeseburger – extra bacon, pickles, ketchup and mustard, thank you very much – with the same reverence others reserved for their beloved. He breathed in the savory aroma of perfectly sizzled beef and fried hickory heaven. Using both hands, he grasped the masterpiece and brought it to his mouth. He closed his eyes. Sam cleared his th

SPECIAL NOTE - PLEASE READ: This is the second half of the Beta Match Making Contest, where I beta read another deviant's fan fiction. This story was written by iammemyself (https://www.deviantart.com/iammemyself), not me. I am only beta reading it. I claim no ownership of it. All credit for this story goes to iammemyself (https://www.deviantart.com/iammemyself). There are a few examples of British English spelling on words (colour vs. color), and to keep true to the original author's intentions, I have kept those spellings as intended. Portal: This Grey Path Written by: iammemyself (https://www.deviantart.com/iammemyself) In an eternal instant, the world changed.   He knew of one reason, just one reason, that explained why he would wake.  Here,

Time Frame: Unspecific Pairings: None Rating: PG Warnings: Mild Language A/N: Just an excuse to get my two favorite characters in trouble. “Lovely vacation spot you've found here,” Crowley commented to his companion, looking around the underground crypts. “This is not my vacation spot,” Castiel replied. “Sarcasm, pet. Sarcasm.” Sure, Crowley had seen worse places. Hell, for one, could make this appear quite cheery. But for a human building, it ranked pretty low on the appealing scale. As soon as Crowley had spied the church and its surroundings from the outside, his expectations had plummeted. The decrepi