So you expect me to believe that Glenn Rhee can survive getting his hecking skull bashed open AND SPEAK, and that Daniel Salazar can survive getting shot IN THE FACE, and Carl Grimes can get shot in the EYE, but Troy Otto has to die from two hammer swings and a light tumble down the yellow dam road ????? I don’t???
it’s a 58k AU set at a carnival, in a world all messed up by global warming, and free-range monsters. there’s a 1930s-esque solarpunk vibe (brass everything, renewable resources, dean in suspenders!! makeup is gender neutral so both dean and cas casually wear it, hallelujah)
dean and cas meet at a kissing booth, and smooches ensue!!except dean doesn’t realise they already know each other indirectly: dean and sam are both fans of cas’ monster-hunting-themed radio station - although dean would deny he listens to ‘bedtime stories for little hunters’ - and cas has been reporting on their cases for years. (dean accidentally talked to god that one time. he does not speak of that)
there’s character development (duh), tent sex (twice), a sea monster named something silly that will make you laugh… also cas secretly has BIG ASS GLOWING WINGS and chases a train on a bicycle just to tell dean he wants to join him on an epic quest… y’know, normal fic stuff
but also it contains my most favourite line i’ve ever written. this is cas speaking live on the radio, about dean:
“Yes, I say perfect: I could not have asked for more. I would change nothing. Again, he made me vulnerable, and I cannot tell you how impressive it is that a naked man could remove his weapon and still weaken an angel so greatly, with only kindness and affection.
“He taught me that this is how we have to win,” Castiel said, voice breaking. “We need to win with love. I cannot take the blade or the bullets from everyone’s hand. But I can rally forces with a single cry: throw down your weapon. Be kinder. Be softer. Ask your enemy what peace would look like for them. The only enemies we have to fight are the ones who answer with ‘you beneath my feet’.”
one of my betas wasn’t especially fond of it. but i had a distinct purpose with this line: once you strip away the fiction and metaphor, i wanted it to be relevant to punching nazis and achieving political revolution and equality for everyone. it’s kind of the whole overarching theme of this story. and i just wanted to share that. this is hands-down the coolest story aesthetic-wise, and most morally-charged story i’ve written to date. if you’ve ever wanted a novel by me, here ya go.
also it’s cute. and intimate. and all that good stuff.
it would mean THE WORLD to me if you felt like settling down with a blanket and the beverage of your choice, and getting lost in this universe i made just for you. ♥
also here’s my patreonin case you have money and want to throw it at me so i can write more stuff (pretty please!! it’s my only source of self-generated income because i’m too sick to function)
okay but honestly undertale was one of the best gaming experiences i’ve ever had. so much love and thought was put into it and you can tell as much just playing through it? it’s a fun, unique, witty, adorable, powerful little game, and if you haven’t played it yet or watched a let’s play, you absolutely should.