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I realized it's been forever since you've posted anything anywhere. Are you okay? I'd be thrilled if you're just living your best life or whatever passes for it under Covid, but seeing such a great and prolific author post nothing since 2019 has me mighty worried.

Thank you so much for your kindness and thoughts!! I AM alive, but I’ve been dealing with an ungodly and (almost hilariously) endless list of sketchy/laughably outlandish health probs BUT I’m alive when others weren’t as lucky

I can’t explain how badly I want to write + post again. Every notification in my email from AO3 makes me ridiculously happy—I treasure each comment ❤️ I have an excess of fic material awaiting its last read-through, with or without a couple final scenes: then they���re upload ready!

And I WANT TO BOUNCE BACK—I have the material, all the good intention, but getting over this hurdle feels impossible. My soul has legitimately hurt and every detour that keeps me from doing what I love (sitting down and telling a freakin story!!) has made the hurdle higher and bigger and intimidating 😭 I hate it ihateitihateitihateeitttt—I can’t even open my laptop HELP

This is my first tumblr login, I don’t know what state the fandom is in but I’m trying. I’m hoping this baby step continues to lead me forward and THANK YOU for not forgetting about me ❤️ ((see, I had forgotten about me))

It means more than you know! xoxo

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Check out this gorgeous art from my darling @telltaleofthestars for our DCBB 2019 collab! *swoon*

Part 2 of art for the amazing fanfic Savior’s In The Details !

go read it! it’s Amazing.

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New artwork from my lovely @telltaleofthestars has been added! :D <3

Title: Savior’s in the Details Author: PaperAnn Artist: telltaleofthestars Rating: Explicit Length: 70,947 Pairings: Dean/Cas Warnings: None Summary: If Dean was anything, he was stubborn: the means didn’t matter, as long as The Mission was achieved.

His purpose: serving, protecting, and putting his life on the line for the sake of others.

Fresh out of high school, he enlisted. During his time with the Marines, Dean found himself and happily discovered public service was his calling. After the military, he didn’t miss a beat, joining the police force. Dean knew he wanted more and, combined with his brother’s urging, he poured every spare second into his education. After fighting like hell, he joined the CIA.

But then Dean’s life changed. And it sucked. Flipping through online job listings wasn’t cutting it, so Sam offered another suggestion.

Except, after hearing the pitch…this job sounded too good to be true. The damn contract weighed more than Dean could bench press! After the fiftieth page, he’d zoned out and lost interest. The read was boringly ordinary: the gig was right up his alley.

When Sam vouched for the legitimacy, Dean saw freedom. An escape from mundane life. His chance back into the field—a golden opportunity!

He was so fucking wrong. Within five minutes on his first day, Dean knew he’d made a horrible mistake.

Link to fic on AO3

Link to art on Tumblr (NSFW)

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IT’S HERE!!

Title: Savior’s in the Details Author: PaperAnn Artist: telltaleofthestars Rating: Explicit Length: 70,947 Pairings: Dean/Cas Warnings: None Summary: If Dean was anything, he was stubborn: the means didn’t matter, as long as The Mission was achieved.

His purpose: serving, protecting, and putting his life on the line for the sake of others.

Fresh out of high school, he enlisted. During his time with the Marines, Dean found himself and happily discovered public service was his calling. After the military, he didn’t miss a beat, joining the police force. Dean knew he wanted more and, combined with his brother’s urging, he poured every spare second into his education. After fighting like hell, he joined the CIA.

But then Dean’s life changed. And it sucked. Flipping through online job listings wasn’t cutting it, so Sam offered another suggestion.

Except, after hearing the pitch…this job sounded too good to be true. The damn contract weighed more than Dean could bench press! After the fiftieth page, he’d zoned out and lost interest. The read was boringly ordinary: the gig was right up his alley.

When Sam vouched for the legitimacy, Dean saw freedom. An escape from mundane life. His chance back into the field—a golden opportunity!

He was so fucking wrong. Within five minutes on his first day, Dean knew he’d made a horrible mistake.

Link to fic on AO3

Link to art on Tumblr (NSFW)

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THIS!!!! *heart eyes and swoon*  I had the sweetest, most amazing and talented partner for this year’s DCBB!! THANK YOU so much for exciting, inspiring and elevating my writing, not ONLY because of your talent, but from YOU being YOU! <3

DCBB2019!

Art for the amazing fic: Savior’s in the details by the amazing @paperannxo!!

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Quick not-dead-update

Sooooo I’ve been in Hot Mess City for a while. Life came, punched me in the face and I’m still getting bitch slapped. Rude.

For anyone who was watching and/or waiting (hell, you probs didn’t even know) I was 90% finished with my @destielharlequinchallenge​, I had @chiwalker​ beta’ing away and kicking ass, and there was that stupid...life thing. Needless to say, I’m heartbroken I couldn’t make the deadline The challenge was AMAZING, the mods were phenomenal and I’m so happy they breathed life back into it. They deserve so much love, as does each and every author and artist who took part - hopefully I’ve got better luck in the future and I’ll see it through <3 Chi and I aren’t calling it quits on the story, I drafted half of it on AO3, but I may pull a dick move so it doesn’t get deleted. Fair warning: the first chapter will likely pop up soon and, yes, most of the fic is complete, but I want to get it out in rapid-fire updates and I’m not ready for that My books are overflowing at the salon. I ONLY NOW finished drafting my goddamn syllabus for the class I start teaching in six days after rush-delivering late paperwork to the university, and I really want to write (the DCBB and WBB aren’t gonna finish themselves!) but I need things to slow down. I can’t sleep, I feel like a coked up zombie and the photographer from my photoshoot Monday couldn’t believe how badly I was shaking I don’t need ‘normal’, I want some version of my fucked up normal back. Or, ya know, to live long enough to see it happen. UGGHH

PS - if anything happens to me, someone needs to vouch to authorities my google searches were in the name of fic research ((ahem @whataboutthefish )) or shit’s gonna get messy

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Coming soon from the DHC

Title: Now Trending!

Created by: PaperAnn

Summary: When journalist Castiel Krushnic goes to a Dodgers game with his actor boyfriend, his man bun, and his bros, the last thing he expects is a scoreboard proposal. Saying no isn’t the hard part—they’ve only been dating for five months, and the fool can’t even spell his name correctly! The hard part is the silence after shocking a stadium full of disappointed fans… At the game with his family, Dean Winchester comes to Cas’ rescue and rushes him away from a camera crew. He’s even there for him when the video goes viral, when Cas’ social media blows up—in a bad way—doing his best assisting with damage control. Cas knows the wilds of LA (he‘s part of it) so there’s no way a handsome, up-and-coming doctor like Dean is looking for anything serious. That doesn’t mean they can’t embarks on an epic rebound as Cas gets his life back on track—right? As time goes on, their glorified hookups start breaking the rules—it wasn’t supposed to happen! One of them needs to be smart enough to speak up, to slow them down, if not end it completely before they’re too far gone…if that line hasn’t been crossed already. 

Rating: Explicit

Major Warnings and Tags: no ao3 warnings apply; Rom-Com, Journalist Cas, Doctor Dean, Comedy of Errors, Awkward Situations, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn Romance, Smut, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean, Fluff, Humor and Light Angst

Where to find more work by this creator: ao3 and tumblr

Preview:

Castiel knew there might be paparazzi at the game, but seeing them pursue interviews during downtime was tacky—his boyfriend a celebrity or not.  Still, it unbelievable they had the balls to rush in and additionally distract the other VIPs!

“This is ridiculous.  I’ll handle it,” Cas assured and stalked off, scanning for trademarked logos.  There was nothing delicate about how he pushed the group back and crowded them towards the sidelines.  “Who the hell do you work for?  Star?  In Touch?  Fuckin’ Fox News?”

He seized the boom pole, knocking it down as subtly as possible.  “From one journalist to another, this is an inappropriate time to fish for a story.  If you insist on invading people’s personal lives, keep your distance, or—"

His boyfriend insisting from behind, “It’s okay, babe, I’ve got a good story for him,” was both as frustrating as it was confusing when he took Cas’ hand.

What the hell?  He was advocating for him!  Cas didn’t get involved with movie deals, why should he interfere when Cas dealt with the press?  One thing was certain: he was finished being well-behaved today.

Cemented in staring down the camera crew, he ordered, “You better pray I don’t find out what network you’re with!”

He was weighing the options of dismissal or threats of bodily harm when suddenly, something else very, very perplexing happened.

The, “Hey, Cas,” flanking him grated more than usual.  The quality was off—wrong—within the words themselves.

They were….well, everywhere.  Booming, echoing, surrounding him completely—projecting from the stadium’s loudspeakers.

An explosion of applause, cheering, and other odd noises erupted from the crowd. What the hell—?

—Why wasn’t the camera crew leaving?  Why his wrist being tugged?  Why was the sound guy gesturing backwards, making Cas want to punch him in the fucking face—?!

One yank—the brute-force type—forced Cas to spin back.  His boyfriend was grinning like a loon.

“I’m protecting you, your privacy,” Castiel hissed, but he wasn’t being heard, nothing was sinking in!

“I gotta say something—”  This continual attempt silencing him wouldn’t end well…  “Check it out, gorgeous!”

“What, is your team up?” he scoffed sarcastically, tearing his grip away.

As the field fell quiet, Cas realized his own voice was amplified.  Desperate for answers, Cas’ attention darted where he’d been pointed—the scoreboard.

On the massive jumbo screen, it read: “Casstile - Will You Marry Me?”

Everything crashed down.

The camera crew’s persistence.  His boyfriend’s finicky behavior.  The volume—they must have mic’d him during the break—now in proximity to pick up Cas’ words—!

Cas turned to see him bow down to knee, “Castiel Krushnic, marry me?” audience ‘ooo’ing and ‘aww’ing.

The sad thing was…maybe he loved Cas.  But this was fake—that smile was for the cameras.  Not Castiel.

He should’ve acted like an adult: agreeing publicly and handling their affairs privately.  But he was riled up and war-torn for today’s shitfest, hitting his breaking point.

Castiel unleashed the bitter snarl of, “Learn how to spell my fucking name!“ ignoring the crowd’s shocked gasp.

Only after he’d furiously sent the box flying out onto the field with a well-aimed slapped, did he realized—

The game was live.  The cameras made sure the world was watching.  And real life didn’t cut to commercials.

POSTING IN AUGUST TO AO3 & TUMBLR

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Follower celebration: Make me choose between __and __

Anon asked: Misha or Cas?

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Destiel Overload!

Guys, guys! Did you see what I did?! I’ve post over 40k of Destiel fic in ONE DAY for all to read! I don’t even recognize myself!! True, it was my @deancastropefest posting day (so excited for this fic y’all!) but then...I remembered all the fics I was half-way done with and realized I gotta start following through. It’s a problem, I’m working to get better. I know I have a lot of WIP stuff floating around. What’s worse, is that a lot of it’s done or (at least) most has a few chapters ready for posting. I’m going to actively work to fix that. I’m hoping today was the first step :) Wish me luck, if all goes according to plan, you’ll see more updates popping up! Until then: here are two new COMPLETED works!

Links! Links! Links! (May Update) New Destiel Fic

White Lies & Winter Blues (A/B/O Romantic Comedy | 37.6k) written for @deancastropefest masterpost on tumblr fic on AO3 Problematic (Canon S12e12 Fix-it | Porn with Plot | 9.5k) written for @spnkinkbingo masterpost on tumblr fic on AO3Enjoy, lovelies! xoxo

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Problematic

Title: Problematic Link: (AO3) Square Filled: Teasing Pairing: Dean/Cas Rating: Explicit Tags: Canon ‘verse, Season 12, Post S12.E12 Stuck In The Middle (With You), Fix-it, Misunderstandings, Porn with Plot, Established Relationship, Top Cas/Bottom Dean, Teasing, Rough Sex, Fluff and Smut Summary: It all started with gut-wrenching fear and a deathbed "I love you." If Cas miraculously survived (spoiler: he had) and the confession was resolute, unwavering—cool. But things never seemed to go their way. Realizing he'd accidentally outted 'them' to the fam, Cas began sputtering clumsy afterthoughts, always trying to make shit easier for Dean. Even when it made the ride back kinda weird. Dean knew Cas was expecting something. Obviously. After what happened, so was Dean—and he tried to find the right words, God, did he try. But he couldn’t…get it up: emotionally. …Dean had whiskey-dick of the heartstrings, which was just as bad (if not worse) than the standard kind. Everything was fucked up. Even when they got home, things continued to spiral. This time Dean wasn’t totally to blame: Cas hardly gave him a chance! The next thing Dean knew, after a peck on the cheek, Cas flew out the door searching for Kelly Kline! Knowing full-well Dean needed to mull things over, gather his thoughts, to feel confident and only then— Instead of wallowing, Dean devised a plan. One that involved more show than tell. He didn't need a speech to return Cas' love—he had a better idea. Word Count: 9.5k Created/Written for @spnkinkbingo

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Title: White Lies & Winter Blues Author: PaperAnn Artist: Deancebra Rating: Explicit Length: 37,694 Pairings: Dean/Cas Warnings: None Tropes: Alpha/Beta/Omega Society, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: When Castiel drives by a car wreck, he should’ve heeded the warning, ‘the road to hell is paved with good intentions.’

He’s a nurse, it’s a record-breaking, cruel winter, and upon seeing the driver hypothermic and near-death—his instincts kick in. Cas doesn’t think, he jumps into action to save the omega.

Once the ambulance arrives, Castiel joins the ride. Then in the hospital room, he keeps a watchful eye over the omega’s treatment and care. All under the guise of being ‘his alpha.��� Castiel’s plan was innocent, wishing for a quick recovery, followed by quicker exit.

Except, he misses his shot. The omega awakes and the nurse beats Cas to the punch, with the declaration, “You’re lucky your mate found you in time!” causing all hell to break loose.

There are no questions. A starry-eyed and love-struck Dean Winchester automatically believes the accident caused amnesia, that Cas is his mate.

This wasn’t supposed to happen! Now entangled in his own lies—still reeling from the unexpected discovery they’re true mates—Cas feels helpless. He doesn’t know what the fuck to do! Besides…playing along.

Paving his road to hell, one good intention at a time.

Link to Fic on AO3 Link to Art on AO3 + on Tumblr

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Being able to work with the amazingly talented @deancebra​ for this year’s @deancastropefest​ was a joy. I’m honored my fic can showcase some of these beautiful pieces AND DON’T FORGET! Check out one more fantastic piece that was too hot for tumblr...right here! Send all the love, I can’t imagine anyone who’s more deserving <3

For this years tropefest, I got the honour of making art for PaperAnn’s wonderfull fic White Lies & Winter Blues! It contains hurt/comfort, amnesia and a lot of other goodies like a happy ending! 

I’ve love reading A/B/O and have several of their fic bookmarked, so getting to work with the author directly has been abseloutly wonderfull. 

Go read the wonderful story here 

Or check out my art on AO3 for bonus NSFW art here! 

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#SPN13 Gag Reel

[Filming Episode 13.06 Tombstone]

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Just heard a customer two aisles over go “Hey, I think this is that special glass that doesn’t shatter when you drop it” followed by the sound of shattering glass. I hate retail.

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Next Week! <3

Get ready for two weeks of your favorite tropes! 

Our authors and artists are hard at work polishing their fic and art for this year’s Dean/Cas Tropefest. Posting starts May 1st, so keep an eye on our tumblr or Twitter for masterposts. We’ll post two every weekday through the 15th. You can also bookmark this year’s AO3 collection. Here’s the lineup for this round!

May 1

loversantiquities & Subtextiel zaphodsgirl & whichstiel

May 2

NavajoLovesDestiel & lostloona teacass & Busy Squirrel

May 3

tricia_16 & Dmsilvisart superhoney & Aceriee

May 6

PaperAnn & Deancebra hit_the_books & delicious-irony

May 7

Desirae & Cenedra Riva violethaze & sketchydean

May 8

BlueMasquerade & Busy Squirrel whichstiel & Aceriee

May 9

almaasi & Impalartsociopath Speary & Correlia

May 10

starespressos & Cenedra Riva blue_morning & delicious-irony

May 13

opal_bullets & dreym caslikescoffeeandfreckles & Dmsilvisart

May 14

castielrisingabove & usarechan DangerousNotBroken & Kuwlshadow

May 15

justkeeponwriting & Deancebra A Diamond & Subtextiel

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Doing writing challenges with my job has always presented some...minor inconveniences. Deadlines and check-in usually land on Saturdays or Friday nights. Hairstylists (and nail techs, I do that too) work laaate on Friday and literally All. Day. Saturdays 

WHELP, we’ve got CLAIMS DAY for the @destielharlequinchallenge tomorrow (!!!) when imma be knee-deep in hair, foil, bleach and highlighting But...I may have set an alarm on my phone right before noon: I’m reaaally excited about my #1 choice (and my second is legit too), okay?! This challenge is awesome and I’ve had to stop myself from jumping the gun and writing the damn fic already ...Hopefully my client is cool with me ‘taking five.’ And hopefully the form is mobile-friendly. I will cry if I can’t access it/submit from my phone. If (godforbid) something goes wrong, when I finally get home to my computer after 9hrs at the salon, I’m sure my top picks will be gone. And my heart will hurt Yes. I am being dramatic. Drama is all I have at this point

Wish me luck! I promise, the fic will be great if I can snatch up either of these two summaries I’m aiming for! <3