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because there’s a vampires:labyrinth tag, I gotta add some of my Sister Benny doodles 🥰
character lineup of our pcs from the vsmp server i'm in! a big happy oakhurst family with three undercover vampires :)
whatever *vampires your labyrinth*
What if in season 4 they didn’t instinctively trust the angels as ‘the good side’. Sam and bobby are just as wary of dean meeting cas in secret as dean was of sam and ruby. Sam’s never met cas and one day he walks in on them intensely staring at eachother in a motel room, and cas - sweet, baby, naive cas, not yet aware of humans and how weird they are about gender- leans in and kisses dean right on the lips pretending they just had a one night stand. He probably says something like ‘that was a wonderful sexual encounter dean, I hope you enjoyed yourself’, with the most uncoordinated attempt at a wink before he walks out.
for the first time, he begins to doubt
Written for the @spnaubang
Author: @pen99
Artist: @dean-w67
Beta: my wife, who doesn't have socials (good for her) <3
Fic Summary:
Dean’s optimism lasts for an hour, but then the post-reunion jitters wear off, and Dean remembers just how much of a pain in the ass that Sam can be.
“Cas seems nice,” Sam says, shooting Dean yet another smile, his fourth one in the last ten minutes.
“Yeah,” Dean says, keeping his voice even and his eyes on the road. “Really nice dude.” Dean doesn’t mention the swing he’d taken at the same asshole earlier that morning. Nor the resulting bruises to his ribcage, which have long since been healed up. But Sam is here now, and everything from before no longer matters. Dean cruises down the interstate, his brother riding shotgun, and Cas is forgiven.
“Where’d you two meet?” Sam asks, all sly-like, as if he knows something, when really, Sam doesn’t know shit. “On a case?”
“Disneyland,” Dean says, clenching his jaw in growing irritation. “Mind your own business.” —
Or, Sam isn't resurrected in the S2 finale. John won't go to Heaven. Dean won't go to Hell. And Cas, in his first act of free will, won't accept John Winchester as The Righteous Man.
Link to Art I Link to Fic
"For the first time, He begins to doubt" my first ever Bang collab with the lovely @pen99 and a big thanks to @spnaubang for having me!
I got to work on some lovely pieces! The first one I did was Castiel pulling John out of hell! Uno reverse! For this Bang you can see Castiel slowly changing colors. Its like him slowly learning to have a soul. When he's a fresh angel baby he's a dark blue, with no light. But with more interactions with Dean he gets his bright colors!
My second piece (well technically my third) was when Castiel met Dean after the car crash. This piece is tried a different style than my usual- using the special tool to do most of my shading and colors! (and a tie back to the banner)
And for my last piece I did the motel scene. Now this one gave me some trouble but in the end I fugired it out!
I hope everyone enjoys the art and the fic! Make sure to go check it out!
I had such an amazing time working with you. You had so many excellent ideas @dean-w67, the color idea especially!! I am obsessed with your art and am crazy thankful that you and I got paired together <3
for the first time, he begins to doubt (Promo)
== Posting Date: December 21, 2025 ==
Title of Fic: for the first time, he begins to doubt
Author: @pen99
Artist: @dean-w67
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Posting Date: December 21, 2025
Fic Summary:
Sam isn’t resurrected in the S2 finale. John won’t go to heaven. Dean won’t go to Hell. And Cas, in his first act of free will, won’t accept John Winchester as ‘The Righteous Man’.
Snippet:
He does the tests, silver, holy water, the whole shebang, and Sam comes out the other side STD free. Far as Dean can tell, Sam is Sam, and isn’t that something to celebrate? So, Dean slides Baby into reverse, hauling ass out of the motel parking lot, and leaving that creeping feeling in the dust.
He has Sam back. If something ain’t right, then they’d face it together, like he and his brother always have.
Dean’s optimism lasts for an hour, but then the post-reunion jitters wear off, and Dean remembers just how much of a pain in the ass that Sam can be.
“Cas seems nice,” Sam says, shooting Dean yet another smile, his fourth one in the last ten minutes.
“Yeah,” Dean says, keeping his voice even and his eyes on the road. “Really nice dude.”
Dean doesn’t mention the swing he’d taken at the same asshole earlier that morning. Nor the resulting bruises to his ribcage, which have long since been healed up.
But Sam is here now, and everything from before no longer matters. Dean cruises down the interstate, his brother riding shotgun, and Cas is forgiven.
“Where’d you two meet?” Sam asks, all sly-like, as if he knows something, when really, Sam doesn’t know shit. “On a case?”
“Disneyland,” Dean says, clenching his jaw in growing irritation. “Mind your own business.”
“Just making conversation,” Sam says, rearing up for another smile, and Dean almost doesn’t stop himself from duking it out right there.
@pen99
My piece for the @tgcf-reverse-big-bang! Be sure to read the accompanying fanfiction 'Brother Banter In Ghost City' [X] by @bl_mama4 [X] on Twitter. It was wonderful collaborating with them!
JELLYYYYYYYY my friend my pal my brother in bite, I SEEN YA REBLOG and now I am HERE to get UP in your BUSINESS with QUESTIONs about your OCS who are ALSO MY BELOVEDS. (please)
I can't resist asking 7 and 18 about Edyiss my darling For Tsurin I absolutely need 16 and 23 And for Sorrow (asking for Tank and myself): 5, 20, and 21 And because I am perpetually curious about your marvellous creations, I'm enclosing a free space where you can pick a question you've been dying to be asked about the OC of your choice. THANK YOU I AM ENCLOSING BITE 8D
oh man you have released the kraken of ranting about characters lmao
now!! as for ed, i would bounce these questions back at the actual owner of edyiss, @pen99, but as far as my INTERPRETATIONS of edyiss hawke go for the purposes of my stories featuring her!
number 7, What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?: edyiss has more or less remained consistent since i started writing her, though she's definitely more self aware than the rough framework my initial studies for the first story would've indicated! she just doesn't like making a big deal out of it or actually changing because of it :v
number 18, Is your OC more cold and detached or up close and personal?: edyiss is a fascinating mix of both depending on context and how pissed off she is, but in general i would say she'd more up close and personal in terms of her emotional/internal reactions, while often SEEMING cold and detached
tsurin tabris!
number 16, What is your OC's pain tolerance like?: medium, as least based from the perspective of some body who regularly suffers through migraines! i think she would be much better at handling sudden and short term pain rather than chronic issues tbh, it would fuck with her intensely, which is why the lingering issues from her burn scars after fighting the archdemon are the WORST for her
number 23, What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?: i would say the hardest emotion for tsurin to process is grief, she's been struggling with it since her mother died in her early teens and it sends spiderweb cracks out into basically most of if not everything she does, while the hardest for her to express around most people is genuine affection/trust. she only really knows how to do it around family she's known her whole life. shit's tough!!
sorrow cousland/shepard!!
number 5, How far is your OC willing to go to get what they want?: in terms of what he thinks is strategically sound, VERY FAR. in mass effect he sacrificed the council for instance bc he thought it just made sense while in dragon age he sacrificed isolde! in terms of personal desires, he is far less willing to pursue THINGS he wants, but in terms of RELATIONSHIPS, he is pretty intense about pursuing somebody unless it's made obvious that his affections aren't wanted
number 20, Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?: sort of! he's polyamorous in name, but he does get insecure and grumpy/withdrawn if he feels his partner(s) aren't seeing to his emotional needs in favor of somebody else, and i can easily see him getting snippy if pressed because he doesn't! want to talk about it! it's FINE!!
number 21, Does your OC have any illnesses or disorders? How do they handle it?: aside from his stutter, sorrow has tremors in his hands due to chronic pain, which is one reason he has his weapons modified so he can't drop them! though the answer you're looking for is, "never talk about it ever at all to the point that some of his companions had no idea he had chronic pain at all for MONTHS"
aaaaand for the one question! i do in fact have a song i associate with tsurin tabris from WAY BACK
Number 7!
In 2016, I created Edyiss because I wanted her to suffer. I wrote an OC who both craved love and was disgusted by it. It’s 2023 and angst just don’t hit the same. I’m determined to let her be happy. Past me set up a narrative where that’d be impossible. When I write for Edyiss today, I’m up against a challenge set by my past self. Bring it!
Number 18!
Yep yep yep @jellydishes
wip wednesday/whenever: wip excerpt edition! i was tagged by @ocean-in-my-rebel-soul, and i'm tagging @autobot-scout-riella, @wildercrow, @wild-houseplant, and @jonbinary (and also @pen99 because the focus is your hawke :>)
Rules: If you're tagged, please give an excerpt of your WIP! Tag and share! (And tag me back, I wanna read what you share!)
this wip is the sequel to a previous fic of mine from several years ago that was called believe it's easier for you, which was a modern day hawke/varric au that explored what would happen if varric left for several years and his relationships with the da2 characters became strained:
The Tethras family home was old and large ('stately and grand,' Bartrand had called it in one of his more snobbish moments, to which Varric had replied, 'It's fuckoff huge, Barty') and perhaps most importantly, the Tethras family home was stuffed full of furniture and mementoes and dust covered hope.
Almost every inch of the place echoed with ghosts. He felt shades of himself running down the halls and scrawling words underneath wallpaper that had been chosen specifically to cover up his indiscretions. He slid a hand down a lintel, feeling the bumps covered up with layers of paint until you could barely tell where Bartrand had carved out lines to measure how tall Varric had gotten.
He sighed, leaned against the doorway, and scrubbed a hand down his face. He almost laughed when it didn't come away caked with dust, after spending the late morning and the entirety of the afternoon packing away some of the lower floor of the house into boxes. Some would go into storage, the rest to be sold or donated to thrift stores. And… now that he had sealed the most recent box with packing tape, he was unable to ignore anymore the weight of what he was doing, which had been settling down upon his shoulders one piece at a time like drifting snow, cold and heavy and merciless.
His mother was in that box, and so was Bartrand, and himself. Everyone, he realized, except for his father.
Almost without his being aware of it, his head slowly tilted up and up, towards the sealed room that had been his father's study when he'd been alive. He hadn't been inside in almost a decade and a half, let alone now when he was closing up the house and had a proper excuse to do so. He hesitated even to broach the thought. That was his father's space. His sanctuary. And leaving it closed up had become… more than a family habit or way of honoring the dead, it had become a responsibility.
Varric swallowed heavily. Without looking away from that section of the ceiling, he pulled out his phone and entered in the code to unlock it. He glanced down only to pull up Hawke With An E, which he had only recently edited to say Hewk.
The phone rang only once, and then there was a click. "What?"
The words he'd been planning to say dried up on his tongue.
"Varric?" There was a shift of fabric on the other end of the phone. He could almost see Edyiss Hawke shifting the phone from ear to ear as if that would somehow allow her to better hear what he hadn't been able to bring himself to say.
He laughed humorlessly, and raked the hand not holding his phone through his hair. "I need you, Ed. Here," he clarified, clearing his throat. "I need… Shit, I don't even know. A sounding board? Someone to witness my descent into madness?"
"You aren't going mad, Varric," Hawke said. The determination in her voice was thin and crackly. She must have driven to the base of Sundermount to go hiking again. Always said it cleared her head.
He looked away from the chair his mother had always sat in by the window, and towards Bartrand's room. "How do you know?" He asked hollowly. "If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, has family history like a duck…"
"I'm coming over."
So excited for this :)
Standard Prom Night
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Female Hawke/Varric Tethras, Anders/Nathaniel Howe, Donnic Hendyr/Aveline Vallen, Isabela/Merrill (Dragon Age), Bethany Hawke/Sebastian Vael, Fenris/Carver Hawke Characters: Female Hawke (Dragon Age), Varric Tethras, Carver Hawke, Bethany Hawke, Fenris (Dragon Age), Aveline Vallen, Anders (Dragon Age), Nathaniel Howe, Isabela (Dragon Age), Merrill (Dragon Age), Leandra Hawke, Malcolm Hawke Additional Tags: Red mage Hawke, Modern AU, Magic still exists, Getting Together, Fluff, Slow Burn, Prom Summary:
Varric knows Edyiss Hawke doesn’t care about prom. Even as all their friends fret over that night, she’s adamant in announcing that ‘prom doesn’t matter’. After all prom is only “A single night that is only really two, maybe three hours of shitty music, bad dancing, and people planning pranks before getting caught by the chaperones and thrown out.”
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This story was the gift I posted for the @hightown-funk 2022 event. This is a gift for @pen99
The Ao3 link is here:https://archiveofourown.org/works/41874270
Hey there, just one last curious question from your HTfunk gifter. If Edyiss Hawke was dressing up for Halloween what would she be?
hey, might be too late, sorry i’ve been bad with checking Tumblr. but i’m excited for whatever you chose!!
I hope you like longer stories because your gift is currently sitting at 5,400 words.
-hf gifter
I do!! I’m so excited for it. Can’t wait for the reveals!!
Hi, it's your Hightown Funk author again. I don't remember if I've sent this question before, or not. So if this is a repeat of an earlier question then just ignore this. if not then: What are some of your favorite ships aside from Hawke/Varric? Are there any ships you dislike?
Asking so I can include your preferred ships in the story.
Oh!! The cast of DA:2 has chemistry no matter how you pair them. You should add your favorite side-ships!! I don’t have much a preference. I do have a small rare pair thing for fenris/carver or cullen/carver (I blame fanfiction for those, haha), but I would rather you write whatever side-ship you’d be most excited about!!
Hi, I'm working on one of your hightown funk requests. I had a question about the prom one. Did you want the crew to be teenagers in highschool in it?
Ooo. I didn’t consider anything but teenagers. But if you had something else in mind…GO FOR IT!!
Dear Author (Hightown Funk 2022)
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