Here's the fic index so far, all in reverse chronological order of when they were written (updated as of May 1, 2011, to include all SPN, Castle, and NUMB3RS). All adult-rated fics, including J2 and Wincest, are at my comm, zuben_fic .
Title: Cold Oak, Cold Blood Author: zubeneschamali Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Gen Word count: 3200 Summary: Written for spn_j2_xmas for this prompt: In AHBL back in S2, Sam wins the demon blood kids match-off fair and square and is the last one standing when Dean and Bobby come running. What happens next?
A/N: Happy holidays to stardustdean! Your prompt about an alternate ending to AHBL really got stuck in my head, though it took me a while to figure out what to do with it. Thanks for your patience, and I hope you enjoy! Many thanks to iwinsoiwin and ashtraythief for the encouragement, and to iwinsoiwin for the beta reading.
Title: Somewhere Between the Soul and Soft Machine Pairing: gen, Sam and Dean Rating: PG-13 Warnings: character death (kind of) Summary: Written for the 2019 springfling and never reposted, but making me look pretty damn psychic. A different take on the end of the story. Title is from "Kyrie Eleison," which I've always associated with Sam and Dean and was one of the prompts.
Title: He Tells My Story Author: Zubeneschamali Rating: PG Word count: 3,834 Summary: Missing scenes for 15.20. Spoilers abound. One of the ways Sam learns to cope is by helping kids who've lost family to the supernatural. It becomes something a lot bigger.
A/N: It's been a long time since an ep inspired me to write fic right away. But there were people on Twitter using Hamilton lyrics from the finale to make themselves even sadder about the SPN finale, and I know dugindeep and I always lose it when Eliza gets to the line about the orphanage. Then the wheels in my head started turning, and this is the result. Many thanks to fiercelynormal for beta reading and testing the number of Kleenex needed to finish the story.
Title: Knit Two, Purl One Rating: PG Word count: 1,943 Warnings: none Summary: What started as a way for Sam to keep himself out of trouble turns out to be the key to solving a case. Now, he just needs to keep Dean from finding out what it is he can do...
A/N: Written for spn_summergen for theymp and never claimed! Hope you enjoy.
Like many other people, I'm no longer comfortable with LJ's new terms of service, and I've decamped to Dreamwidth. Everything from this journal, fic included, is over there now, and I'm working on backing up my fic journal there as well. Feel free to find me there under the same usernames. I'll crosspost from there when I do post (which hasn't been much lately, anyway), but I'll be hanging out there from now on. Hope to see you!
Title: The Tear in the Sky Author: zubeneschamali Artist: illiminal Rating: PG Word count: 4703 Summary: How Season Nine should have started. Sam's recovering from the damage the Trials have wreaked on his body when he notices that something's not quite right—not with him, but with Dean.
A/N: spn_reversebang does it to me again: shows me an intriguing piece of art that makes me want to know what's going on so badly that I have to sit down and write it. I wish RL hadn't made writing such a struggle this year, so I owe illiminal a lot for putting up with me. I hope I did your art justice. Thanks also to morganoconner for being my proxy during claims and beta reading at the last minute.
Small versions of the art are embedded in the fic, including the title, but please look at the full versions here and tell illiminal how awesome it is. I'm so pleased to have been able to work on this!
The full version with art can be found on AO3 here.
Or so reads the cover of the latest issue of my alumni magazine. For those who want to read about Misha (who was in my graduating class at Chicago, even though I didn't know him) and his take on fandom:
If you follow me here or on Twitter, you know how much of a Cubs fan I am. I've talked before about how important the Cubs were to my childhood, or at least their failures. >.< But that's something you have to understand about why them winning the World Series (THE CUBS WON THE WORLD SERIES!) is such a big deal. It's not just that they hadn't won a championship since 1908, the longest any U.S. sports team has gone without by a good forty years. It's not just that my grandfather went his entire life without seeing them win, and my dad has gone 75 years without seeing them win (like the tons of other people being spontaneously honored on the bricks outside Wrigley Field), and that watching and listening to the Cubs with them was such an important part of my childhood. It's not just that there are sweet stories like David Ross, the oldest player ever to be in the World Series, hitting a home run last night, or the rookie Carl Edwards, Jr., starting to pitch in the crucial bottom of the tenth inning, or that the emininetly shippable Kris Bryant and Anthony Rizzo (known as Bryzzo because they're best buds and bat one after the other) collaborated for the last out.
It's that after decades, even a century, of Cub fans going for years without even a shot at the playoffs and then having their hearts broken by ALMOST getting there but not quite, we've learned to protect ourselves. Like late-series SPN fans, we don't get our hopes up that we're going to get what we want. We have low expectations and are happy when we beat them. We see things start to go downhill, just start to decline, and we loudly proclaim, "Told you so! That's why we can't have nice things!" and give up hope. If we actually fall behind, we just want it to be over quickly so we don't have to watch.
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