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F/Bi Mostly about Supernatural, Destiel, TFW 2.0 Some meta & Cockles.                                                    Wheel of Time fan                                                       Writer of fanfiction.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/34188685/chapters/127817491

So it's been forever xD but it's not abandoned. Chapter 8 is up

Title: A cabin in the woods

Rating: M

Summary: Dean is annoyed by everyone being so overprotective of him. It's not like it's difficult getting kidnapped.

“Your air tag is there?”

Dean tapped the small bulge at his hip, almost made invisible by the black boxers he was wearing. “There.”

“Let me just check that – “ Sam made an approach to touch Dean's underwear.

Dean waved Sam's arms away. “Hey, knock it off. It's there. I'm not stupid.”

Sam raised an eyebrow. “I don't know. Most of the time you do everything in your power to contradict that statement.”

“Yeah, yeah, smart ass. Let me sleep now so we can find Ellie and kill that old witch.”

#destiel#destiel fic#castielscarma writes#a cabin in the woods#chapter 8
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A Cabin in the Woods ch 7

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34188685/chapters/122986402 Chapter 7 of A Cabin in the Woods is up! (Warning that this chapter contains suicidal tendencies/attempts) They didn't forget about the pie and Dean didn't try to kill himself.

Eileen and the rest of the gang came back with boxes of food and three kinds of pie.

“Banana cream, apple pie, and cherry pie. You've outdone yourself, Eileen.” Dean plated up all three kinds and sat down at the table.

“You're not gonna have any real food? Sam asked.

Dean shrugged and ate a spoonful of pie before replying. “Said the old hag wanted childlike so I'm going all in. Pie for the main course. And for deserts, there'll be more pie.”

“I'm not gonna stop you,” Sam said as he plated up food for the rest of them.

Dean glanced at Sam's plate. Salad. Raisins. A boiled egg. “You know, you already have Eileen. You don't have to go on a weird diet and try to show off whatever little muscle you have. No offense Eileen.”

None taken, Eileen signed back. Muscles aren't everything.

Sam cleared his throat. “I'm right here.”

“Mm, unfortunately,” Dean grinned.

#castielscarma writes#destiel fic#a cabin in the woods#suicidal tendencies
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amemoryofwot

Oh the Aiel ARE Fremen aren’t they lmfao

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wot-tidbits

It is common thought but Robert Jordan denied it.

INTERVIEW: May 19th, 2004 Rome Signing Report - Raven (Translat

ROBERT JORDAN Someone else asked if while writing the Aiel he got his inspiration from Herbert (re: the native inhabitants of Dune [the Fremen people]); he answered that it was not that, that the real source of inspiration is the Cheyenne people, originally shepherds and forced to became warriors and to flee into the desert when the white man came.

INTERVIEW: Nov 11th, 1998 MSN eFriends Interview (Verbatim)

TIJAMILISM I love all the similarities between Frank Herbert's Dune and WOT. Was this intended? If so, are you a fan of his? ROBERT JORDAN No, there was no intention to make any similarities between Dune and my writings. And I am certainly a big fan of the original Dune novel. Although I doubt if I've read it since it first came out!

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amemoryofwot

Interesting, they read so similar 🤔 although perhaps there’s just some necessities to living in the desert that influence cultural development in the same ways

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birgittesilverbae

both the Fremen and the Aiel are based in part on Bedouin culture

Dune is self-evident in the Fremen language being descended primarily from Arabic, and Paul being positioned to an extent as Lawrence of Arabia

and there are a couple of WoT interviews that predate the Cheyenne one (which if I recall correctly was related more specifically to the Da'shain [Cheyenne] Aiel era of the Aiel than to the modern age Aiel) that give a more comprehensive overview of RJ's influences (I've only dropped one here because they basically all make the exact same points)

Interview: Jun 27th, 1996

AOL Chat 1 (Verbatim)

SERAPH23

I'd like to ask you something about the Aiel, well, who are they?

ROBERT JORDAN

In my mind, they contain some elements of the Apache, some of the Zulu, some of the Bedouin, and some elements of my own including that I rather liked the fact of making the desert dwellers blue-eyed and fair instead of the usual dark-eyed, dark-complected desert people.

#robert jordan#aiel culture#the wheel of time
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Mags

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48211990/chapters/121822972 Mags, chapters 5 and 6! This fic is now finished. =) Summary for ch 5: Dean realizes what Mags wants and what he needs to do. Summary for ch 6: Dean's suspicions are confirmed.

Dean should've enjoyed being so close to Cas – hell, he was enjoying it – but right now the reason his pulse quickened was that Mags was waddling closer. She opened her beak again and Dean grabbed Cas and pushed him against himself.

It wasn't his proudest moment but he figured that Castiel being an angel would be impenetrable to the sharp bite of the goose. Those motherfucking teeth hurt.

Cas didn't say anything but his eyes widened in surprise... and something else. Too late, Dean realized that it was resolve.

“Dean. Tell me.”

#castielscarma writes#destiel ficlet#the soulmate goose of enforcement
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beemovieerotica

PSA: bot comments are taking over ao3

The above examples have been provided with the authors' permission to demonstrate what these look like.

Basic rundown:

  • They are all 3 sentences long
  • Perfect grammar, capitalization, and punctuation
  • Like absolutely flawless English teacher-style writing with only a single exclamation mark, ever
  • No mentions whatsoever of character names, settings, situations, or anything that could be tied to the story
  • The usernames may be identical to people who exist on ao3, but the name is not clickable, and no profile is associated with it EXCEPT when you directly search for that name. What this means: the comments come from an unregistered (not logged in) reader, bots scrape the site for real usernames, attach that to the comment, and post

Please spread the word about this so authors can filter comments and report them accordingly

There has been some speculation about why this is happening at all, and the best guess is that this is a feature that AI-training story-scraping tools are implementing to try and make their browsing traffic look legitimate

#a03#from now on ill mentions character names in every comment#sigh
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fearlastyear

insane the way these stories always ask is it worse to be betrayed by god or by your father. is it worse to be hurt by the devil or by your father. is it worse to be abandoned by the angels or by your father. but it doesn’t actually matter how you answer, because there is no god or devil or angels, it’s only your father in disguise, and even if they were real, they wouldn’t save you anyways

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zoanzon
#dean winchester#dean adjacent#mm
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Chapters 3 and 4 of Mags are out. ( A Destiel soulmate goose of enforcement fic) Slowly, Dean got up, eyes still trained on the goose. “I swear, I've never wanted to eat foie gras more in my life. You hear that?”

Mags took a step forward and honked again. Oh, she'd heard but didn't care. https://archiveofourown.org/works/48211990/chapters/121766905#workskin

#castielscarma writes#the soulmate goose of enforcement#destiel ficlet
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Part 12 in my Destiel ABC series. This chapter is really really short but I'll write the next one tm. https://archiveofourown.org/works/48211990

Dean opened his eyes, his body already awash with goosebumps. Without a conscious thought his hands had already reached for the gun under his pillow.

The dark eyes on him were unflinching and even when Dean wrapped his finger around the trigger the creature didn't move.

“What the fuck!” Dean jumped out of the bed, gun still in hand.

The giant bird – a goose – stared at him, flapped its wings, and had the audacity to hiss at him.

“One more step and I'll make a humongoose hole in that feathery chicken breast. Don't fucking move!” If someone had told Dean last night that he'd wake up staring the goose from hell in the eyes, he'd think they were on something. But he couldn't deny what he was seeing right now. Or could he?

#castielscarma writes#destiel ficlet#the soulmate goose of enforcement
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