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jess | 30s | canadian | she/her mostly VLD, Yuri!!! on ICE, and figure skating. Shiro/Keith, Victor/Yuuri AO3 | Twitter mod: vldexchange
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The Last Great Race | DCBB 2014 | fic by wincechesters | art by spookscas

There is a race that takes place every year in Alaska called the Iditarod, a thousand mile journey across the Alaskan wilderness by dog sled team that has come to be known as the “Last Great Race on Earth”. It is a test of endurance, of the relationship between dogs and their people, traversing mountain ranges, frozen rivers, forest and tundra.
When writer Castiel Milton is forced to spend two and a half months in Alaska at Winchester Kennels to cover the race preparations and the Iditarod itself, the only person more dismayed than he is Dean Winchester, one of his hosts. Castiel views his assignment as a punishment and is less than impressed by his surly host, and Dean distrusts the sheltered city-born writer who has invaded their home and their lives. But soon, as the Winchesters prepare for their race and Castiel learns about sled dogs and what a musher’s lifestyle is all about, they forget to hate each other and their relationship evolves into something neither of them expected.
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On May 2, 1983, a baby is born to Mary and John Winchester. They name him Samuel.
On the night that Sam turns six months old, after all the lights are turned out, a demon returns to make good on a deal a desperate woman had made a decade prior. This same woman dies in a fire that very night, pinned to the ceiling, and her family is left broken.
And so, Sam grows up.
Sam is eight when he finally asks the right question, and learns that the monsters under his bed are all too real.
Sam is fifteen when he meets a girl, a monster, in whom he finds a kindred spirit.
Sam is eighteen when he finally leaves home, seizing the opportunity for a future he never thought he could have and taking pieces of his brother that would always belong to him.
Sam is twenty two when that future burns, turned to ashes along with the body of a woman he planned on marrying.
Sam is twenty two when he sets out on the road with a brother he never stopped loving, with rock music playing in the background and a wicked grin in the driver’s seat.
Sam is.
Sam is single-minded rage and unwavering hope. Sam is ‘get this’ and research and salads and a constant presence in the passenger’s seat. Sam is Lucifer’s vessel and Azazel’s psychic child. He is also a man who refuses to be defined and ruled by those things. Sam is a hero and a martyr and a killer. Sam is not a chubby twelve year. Except for how he totally is, but only to an older brother in a leather jacket. Sam is every great failure and every fantastic success.
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So I don’t watch Supernatural… Please don’t throw anything at me. I pass this motel every week day and it’s their name, right? Seems like somewhere you’d like to stay, right? ;)

Xo, JG

aksldjflsdkfj JACKIE!!!!! no throwing necessary - yes that is their name and YES I would like to stay there!! because I am a huge dork and that kind of thing would make me happy okay.

but seriously you are the sweetest thing for thinking of me every time you pass this place ahhhhhhhhhh! I LOVE YOU!! XOXOX

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