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Ater Imber became interested in writing fan fiction in 2013 after being talked into giving the Deviant Art website a chance. Ater began posting to the delight of Supernatural fans and continues to write new fan and non-fan fiction stories with regularity for an eager personal following. Ater also currently has four novellas available for purchase. 'First Try' is Aters’ debut, non-fan fiction novella, and is the newest released. It’s a collection of short stories Ater wrote during school after getting serious about becoming a writer, book-ended by the two ‘long’ first stories Ater ever wrote, published November, 2018. Ater’s third fan fiction novella, 'Holiday Treats', is about the holidays, forbidden love, and what can go wrong when the two collide, published in December 2016. Ater’s debut fan fiction novella, 'Don’t Get Caught', is a collection of short stories centered around a love theme, published in February 2016. Last, but certainly not least, Ater’s second fanfiction novella, 'Melting Hearts, Sunburns and Tanlines' is a collection of short stories with a main theme surrounding going on vacation and love, published in August, 2016. All three of Ater's fanfiction novellas are based on the T.V. series Supernatural. If you’d like to check out Ater’s books, you can do so here: Ater Imber lives in Toronto, Canada.

Boarders (PHSH Effect #9)


Aside from my final Product Review (Dec. 13th), this is the last post of 2019!

I will be taking the final 3 weeks of the year and half of January off from posting. I should be back at it Jan. 17th with the first Throw Away Fic of the year. (The next PHSH tutorial will come either come Jan. 20th, or sometime in Feb. Keep an eye out on my Twitter account, as that’s where I announce new posts)

Whether you wanted to up your book cover game, or start your own merch shop, or just wanted to have some fun, I hope you’ve found these tutorials useful.

This is the very last PHSH Effect of 2019!

In honour of this time of the year, I thought I’d show you something that could help you spruce up the annual x-mas card. I’m talking about boarders, of course! You can make a boarder look like pretty much anything you want to, but in keeping with the holiday spirit, I’ll be showing you how to make a ‘snow-y’ boarder like the one below. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Boarder Done - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation

It’s a lot simpler than it may look, I promise! And, once you get the hang of it, you’ll probably want to do them all the time for whatever you’re creating.

Step 1. Create a Solid Colour layer from the bottom of the Layers panel. It can be any colour you want. For simplicity, I’m making mine blue. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Solid Colour Layer - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Solid Colour Selected - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation


Step 2. Click on the Layer Mask (the square of colour that’s closest to the Layer name) This is the part we’re working with, not the actual layer. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Layers Mask Selected - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation

Double click the Layer Mask square to bring up the Properties panel, then click on Invert. This will make the square go white (or black) – don’t worry! This is just to show it’s inverted. The Layer Mask square may be black now instead of white, too. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Properties Panel w/ Red Square - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation


Step 4. Next, go to your Brush tool (left-side tool bar) and select one of the Creative Brushes from the bottom of the list. Because I want this boarder to look snow-y, I’m selecting a brush that looks somewhat like snow-flakes. (They’re just little dots, but still) - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Brush Tool Selector Top - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation

Step 5. Once you find a brush you like, you can draw a square/boarder around the edges of the document. This is how you make the ‘boarder’ for the document. The colour you picked in Step 1 may appear through the lines you drew, that’s supposed to happen. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Blue Boarder - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation

Aaand it’s at this stage I realize I did the steps backward. (I’m human, okay? Sorry to shatter the illusion) So I changed the background colour to blue, and made my boarder off-white, so it looked more like snow. I also changed the size of my brush so you could see the ‘dots’ more clearly, instead of having it look like a solid line, so it more closely resembles snow. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Fixed Boarder - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation

Now, if you’re not doing snow, this is pretty much it, you can add whatever picture or text you want, or even go back and change the colour of the boarder or background.

If you want to stick with me and make this look like snow, it’s gonna take a while. This boarder looks fine, but doesn’t really look too snow-like. Since I’m using a dotted brush, now I’m going to add a bunch of dots (or ‘snow’) over more of the background, to make it look more like it’s snowing. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Beginning to Make Snow - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation

After this is done, as I said above, then you can add any other pictures or text you like, and then that’s it! (Don’t forget to save your work.) - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Tutorial - PHSH Effect 9 - Boarders - Finished Boarder - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, photo manipulation

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New Years


This is this years’ New Years fic.

I will be taking the final 3 weeks of the year and half of January off from posting. I should be back at it Jan. 17th with the first Throw Away Fic of the year. (The product review will still go up on Dec. 13th)

Started: 19.11.19

Finished: 19.11.25

Words: 1,854

Sassy!Cas, Destiel, Sabriel

“Remind me why we settled in Canada again?” Gabriel shook the snow off himself like a dog, fighting against the wind to close the door.

Sam chuckled, peeling his own wet jacket off, “Because of your love for poutine.”

Gabriel pulled a face as he toed off his soaked shoes, “And why did you listen to me?”

The giant shrugged, walking up the few steps to the first floor, “Free health care.”

Gabriel rolled his eyes “Ooohhh, fee health care. Why do we need that?” He went to follow the giant, tripping over the lip of the last step, nearly face-planting.

“You were saying?”

He put up his hands in mock surrender, “Okay, fine. Maybe that is a good reason.” He got up, dusting himself off, “But you’re done hunting, so doesn’t that mean less trips to the hospital?”

“Please,” the ex-hunter led the way into the kitchen, “between you and Dean? If anything it means more.” He opened the fridge and turned, smiling at the quizzical look he got, “You think he’s gonna do quiet retirement?”

Gabriel returned the smile, pulling open the pantry, flicking the kettle on, “I’m thinking hot chocolate.”

“Of course.”

“What?” The ex-angel pouted, “I need to warm up.”

“Yeah,” the giant closed the fridge with a smirk, “Cause you need an excuse to make hot chocolate.”

The ex-angel shrugged, “Fine. No sharing then.”

Sam chuckled and shook his head again, “Fine. I’ll go get ready.”


He stopped in the doorway, raising an eyebrow, “Don’t tell me you forgot.”

Gabriel shifted his weight and turned his attention back to the hot chocolate in front of him, “Of course I didn’t forget.”

Sam leaned himself against the doorway, folding his arms over chest, “Humour me.”

Gabriel kept his back to the ex-hunter, “We have to go… y’know…”

“Deans’ place.”

“Right! Deans’ place, I totally knew that! We have to go to Deans’ for, uhm…”

“For the party.”

“For the party, of course!” Gabriel spun around, holding his drink, “You didn’t let me finish.”

“Suuure,” Sam rolled his eyes, taking off from the doorway, “I’m gonna go shower now.”

“Whoa, hey!” the ex-angel was across the room in the blink of an eye, “Alone?”

Sam gave him a pointed look, “You have to finish your drink.”

The brunette looked between his love and the drink, before shrugging, “Alright.” He downed the steaming liquid in one go.

Sam smirked at him, “A lot easier to do that when it doesn’t burn your throat, huh?”

The shorter man nodded meekly, raising watery eyes to the ex-hunter, “C-can we shower together now?”

Sam gave him a soft smile and nodded, “Yeah.”

The ex-angel raced passed him, and was up the stairs in a flash, leaving a momentarily stunned giant in his wake.

Somebody’s eager.



“You really don’t have to wear that,” Sam was sitting on the bed, watching his lover fight with the tie that was draped around his neck.

“What are you talking about? Tonight’s a big deal! I’ve gotta look good.” He adjusted his pants, turning slightly to check out his own behind, “Well, better than I usually do.”

“It’s still just our brothers. You really think Dean’ll be in a suit?” The giant checked the clock on the wall, “Will you please forget the tie? We’re gonna be late.”

Gabriel sighed in defeat before tugging the offending object off, “Fine. But I’m staying in the suit.” He smirked at the ex-hunter in the mirror, “It’s called ‘arm candy’ for a reason.”

Sam chuckled and stood, holding out his arm, “Shall we, Mr. Candy?”

“Ooohhh,” the ex-angel winked, “I could get used to that.”



“Beer?” Dean looked panicked, hair sticking up in a million different directions.

“Uh, here,” Sam handed him the case before following him in. “Is everything okay?”

“Oh, yeah. Everything’s great.” Dean winced slightly as a wail from the kitchen hit him in the back. “Uh, make yourselves comfortable. I gotta, uhm…”

Sam clapped him on the shoulder, “Go, man. We’re fine.”

The blonde gave his brother a look of relief and hightailed it into the kitchen.

The giant elbowed his date, “Told you he’d be wearing jeans.”

“He’s clearly not dressed yet.” Gabriel sat on the edge of the couch and patted the seat beside him, “So while we’re alone…”

Sam swatted him, “We’re not having sex in my brother’s house!” At the pointed look he rolled his eyes, “With them in the next room.”

Gabriel huffed, “Well, you didn’t seem to have a problem with it in July.”

The giant rolled his eyes again, “That was different.”


“Well, for one, we were house-sitting and they weren’t in the other room. And two,” he sat down, pecking the ex-angel, “you made a much better proposition.”

Gabriel wiggled his eyebrows at him, but another wail from the kitchen cut him off before he could say anything else.

“It’s ruined! Ruined! Why do bad things happen to good people? I’m a good person. Aren’t I a good person? Why? Why must I be punished?”

Dean came out of the kitchen, black smoke billowing out around him as he hurried in the direction of the smoke detector.

“Uh, is every–” the smoke alarm blared, cutting off the younger Winchesters’ question.

Dean took in a heavy sigh and waved a towel in front of it vigorously with both hands. Sam shot a look over to Gabriel before they sprung up, opening all the windows in the living room. Grabbing decorative pillows off the couch, they hustled over to help Dean wave away the smoke. Between the three of them, it wasn’t long before the thick haze began to clear and it looked like they might be able to salvage their evening.

And then the sprinklers went off.

Defeated, Dean scrubbed a hand through his now-wet hair, “Awesome.” Dropping the towel, he snagged a beer from the case on the coffee table in front of the couch. Twisting the cap off, he took a long pull from the bottle before making his way to the front door, disappearing outside.

“For the love of Liza Minnelli!” Cas stomped out of the kitchen, hair matting under the shower from the ceiling. He flicked some sopping hair out of his face as he spotted the two guests. He spread both arms wide, “Are you seeing this? Well, I hope everyone’s thirsty, because apparently? All we’re serving this evening is water. No, no champagne for us. We’re much too good for that.” He scrunched up his face in distaste, “Champagne, so boujee.” He flicked his sopping hair out of his eyes again, “So we’re trying something new. Isn’t that simply fabulous?” He laughed hysterically for a moment and then sobbed. His face crumbling into a pout, he put a hand over his heart, “I can’t. I can’t even. I mean, how am I meant to salvage this catastrophe? This would take more fabulous than the entire cast of Queer as Folk and The L Word combined. I could die. I could just die!”

Shoulders slumping, he ticked the items off on his fingers one-by-one, “Hors d’oeuvres? Burnt to a crisp! Wine? Out of stock. Out of stock. How could it be ‘out of stock’? It’s a ‘wine store’!” He rolled his eyes and then looked down at the floor, “And this. Just look at this. It’s like the last 2 minutes of the sinking of the Titanic in here. That’s it.” He threw his hands up into the air in defeat. “I’m done. I’m cancelling New Years!”

The sprinklers stopped just then and a moment later, Dean came back in the front door, a triumphant look on his face. With a grin, he looked expectantly between the men, “Hunh, huuunh?”

Cas scowled at him, “Oh, what are you so happy about? Everything is still soaked. The night is ruined!”

Deans’ jaw dropped slightly, before he sighed. Waving a dismissive hand, he flopped down on the couch with a wet squelch, picking his beer back up.

Sam took a few steps toward the raven-haired man, keeping his tone light, “C’mon, Cas, it’s not that bad.”

“Not that bad?” Cas gave him an exasperated look. He stomped his foot, splashing water up his pant leg, “I don’t know why I thought I could pull this off.” He sank down onto the wet ground, “You might as well just leave. Go on. Leave me to die here amongst the ashes of my utter failure.”

“Cas, it’s okay.” Gabriel crouched beside him, “We didn’t need anything fancy.”

Cas shot him a dirty look, “Oh? You’re in a three-piece!”

“So I’m over-dressed,” he waved a dismissive hand. “I was never good at reading situations.” At the unbelieving look his brother gave, he rolled his eyes before ‘falling’ over, soaking his suit completely. When he sat up, he shook his wet hair like a dog, a shit-eating grin on his face, “See? No need to get all bent out of shape.”

Fine,” the raven-haired man crossed his arms over his chest. “And the food? There still isn’t any of that.”

“Who needs food?”

Cas’s cheek twitched at that, but he quickly recovered into a scowl, “I’m serious.”

Dean shrugged, “Pretty sure the pizza place is open.”

“Pizza.” It was a statement.

“Well, yeah.” Dean slid off the couch to sit beside his lover, “I’m good with pizza.”

Cas slapped a hand over his heart, “Pizza? Pizza? Are you trying to kill me?”

“Lots of people eat pizza on New Years.” Sam offered, sinking down to the ground to join the rest of them, “I’m pretty sure it’s actually their second busiest day of the year.”

Cas looked between the three men before sighing, “Fiiine.” He got up from the ground, dusting himself off, “I’ll go order, since I’m the only one capable of doing anything around here.” He stomped to the kitchen door, pausing a moment to look back at the three men, still sitting on the floor, “Go change.”

The three men shared a look before turning back to the ex-angel, confused, “Why?”

“Honest to Britney,” Cas pinched the bridge of his nose, before giving them a pointed look, “You think I’m going to let you set foot in our pristine dining room sopping wet?” He let out a slightly hysterical chuckle before disappearing behind the swinging door.

“He’s right,” Dean got up, heading for the stairs, “Fifteen work for you?”

“Yeah,” Sam and his love stood next, before heading for the front door, “Think he’ll be calmed down by then?”

Dean let out a heavy breath, scrubbing his hand down his face, “Probably not. But at least you guys won’t have to hear about it anymore.”

“Lucky us,” Sam waved to his brother as they exited the house. Starting down the driveway, he elbowed his partner, “At least you got your wish.”

“What wish?”

“Tonight was a big deal.”

Gabriel snorted, “That’s not exactly what I meant.” He slowed his pace so he was a few steps behind the giant, using him as a windbreaker, “I did learn a valuable lesson though.”


“No more suits.”

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(Goddamn) Fairytales


This is this years’ Christmas fic.

I’m posting the New Years’ fic on Dec. 6th, and then I will be taking the final 3 weeks of the year and half of January off from posting. I should be back at it Jan. 17th with the first Throw Away Fic of the year. (The product review will still go up on Dec. 13th)

Written: 19.11.18

Words: 2,586

Wee!Chester, John x Mary, Christmas

“John,” Mary gently shook her husbands’ shoulder with one hand, while she collected the empty beer bottles scattered around with the other.

He stirred, but didn’t open his eyes.

“John, c’mon,” she began shaking him harder, “the boys are gonna be here soon.”

He mumbled something incoherently before stretching, cracking an eye open at her.

She pointed to the stairs, “I left the suit on the bed.”

He groaned before standing, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, “Why do I have to dress up?”

“Because they deserve it.” She looked around the rundown house and sighed, “It’s not like we have an abundance of holiday cheer in here.”

“I don’t-”

“For Gods’ sake, you told Dean about monsters this year!” She spun around, slamming the bottles down, “I want him to know that doesn’t mean there isn’t still good out there.”

John blinked at her in surprise, taking a few steps toward her before letting out a heavy sigh, scrubbing a hand through his hair, changing directions, “O-okay. I’ll go.”

“Thank-you,” she picked the bottles back up before disappearing into the kitchen. “Be ready to leave in fifteen.”


“You have to get Deans’ pie.”

He stopped halfway up the stairs, “You didn’t make one?”

She poked her head out of the kitchen doors, giving him a bewildered look, “I’m sorry, have we met?”

He chuckled before starting back up them, “Right. Sorry.”



“Well? Whaddya say?” Mary held out the box of decorations, smile plastered on her face.

“Hell yeah!” Dean snatched the box, before running over to the undecorated tree, thousand-watt smile lighting his features.

Sam shook his head before joining his brother, digging out a box of big, blue glass bulbs.

Dean dug out the garlands, wrapping it around his hand before using it as a whip, chuckling, “Hey look! I’m Indiana Jones!”

Mary chuckled and shook her head, “Be careful with those, Dean.”

Sam smiled as he placed a bulb on the tree, “This is awesome, Mom! Just like I always imag-” he cut himself off and blinked, as if just noticing what was happening.

Mary made her way over to him, slightly crouching, “What’s wrong, Sammy?”

His brows creased in confusion and he looked around, “I… I don’t…” He chewed his lip as he turned his gaze out the window, catching a glimpse of something he couldn’t make out, “This doesn’t seem…. right.”

Mary laughed and patted his arm, “I know it’s a little strange doing Christmas this big, but, well,” she cupped his one cheek in her hand, “I think we deserve it, don’t you?”

“Yea, c’mon Sammy!” Dean flicked his make-shift whip at him, thousand-watt smile still plastered on his face, “Get in the spirit!”

Maybe I’m dreaming? He sunk down on the couch, rock settling into his stomach, “I guess it just doesn’t really…”

“Say no more,” Mary disappeared into the kitchen, before returning a moment later with cookies, “These oughta get you in the spirit.”

Dean dropped his fake whip and rushed to her, peering into the box, “Is there a Santa?”

“Uhm…” She shook the box, cookies tumbling over each other, “I’m not sure.”

“…Didn’t you make them?”

“Of course!” She placed the box on the table, grabbing one for herself, “I was just tired and don’t remember which cookie cutters I used.” She retreated back to the kitchen door, “Now, I’ll leave you two to decorate, I’ve got to get started on the pie.”

Deans’ head whipped up from the cookies, ears perking like a dog, “Can I help?”

Mary chuckled and shook her head, “Maybe next year.”

Sam watched the exchange with a mounting feeling of dread, what kind of dream is this? He got up from the couch, shaking his head, I need some air.

“Where are you going?”

“Just for a walk.” He grabbed his jacket, hand poised on the front door handle.

“Think again, Mister.” Mary made her way over, stealing his jacket back, “No way are you going out in this weather.”

Sam blinked in surprise, giving her an odd look, “I think I’ll be fine.”

“Ooohhh,” she half-turned to the eldest, “Get a load of Mr. Grow-Up over here.”

Dean fell onto the couch into a fit of giggles.

The brunette shook his head again, “I’ll only be a few minutes.”

Mary crossed her arms over her chest, giving him The Mom Look, “You are way too young to go out on your own.”


She closed her eyes, drawing in a breath, “I didn’t want to do this today, but you’ve left me no choice.” She pointed toward the stairs, “Go to your room.”


“You heard me.”

“Mom, I-” he shook his head, throwing his hands up, “You know what? Fine.” He stormed up the stairs, slamming the bedroom door.

He held his breath for a moment, standing in the hall, listening for footsteps behind him. At the lack of, he crossed the hall to the attic door, pulling the drawstring down, ladder narrowly missing his head. He began to climb the creaking steps quickly, ducking as he reached the top.

He coughed, waving some cobwebs out of his way as he looked around the small space, spotting a window off to one side, perfect. He made his way over to it, huffing as it took more effort than he thought to pry it open. He did his best to ignore the blast of cold that hit him, and poked his head out, looking to the ground, that should work.

Bracing himself with his hands by the wall, he stepped up onto the base of the window, before drawing in a deep breath, starring at the snow covered ground, time to wake up.



“Sam?” Dean tore threw the building, knocking open every door he could find – original plan of going in quiet forgotten.

He told him to wait at the front door as he replaced his flashlight batteries. Sam had apparently thought ten minutes of waiting was too absurd and went in alone, like an idiot. And of course, what does Dean hear the second he reaches the front door? His brother crying in pain. And then? Nothing. No response to his calls, no more grunts or screams – zip.

Dean scrubbed a hand down his face as he raced up the stairs. It was a rarity when he prayed that the thing they were hunting was more interested in torturing than killing, but, when the thing your hunting is a Djinn, well, you’re not really left with a choice.

Sam!” He began kicking open the doors at the top of the stairs, adjusting his grip on the silver knife. “Sam?”

C’mon, you’ve gotta be- ha! He ran into the fourth room, sliding to his knees beside his brothers’ body, practically slamming his head into his chest to check for a heartbeat. Don’t you dare be dead… He adjusted his position, leaning his head harder against his chest, free hand going up to his neck to check for a pulse, c’mon, c’mon… I don’t think we can ask Death for any more favours.

He breathed out a sigh of relief and sat up as he finally felt his pulse. It was faint, but thankfully still there. “Okay, little brother,” he picked up one of the brunettes’ limp arms, throwing it over his shoulder, bracing his chest with his own, “Time to go.” He looked around the room for something he’d be able to lean his body on, not finding anything.

Okay, the hard way it is, he placed the knife in his jacket pocket before grabbing for Sams’ other arm, flinging it over his other shoulder. He smiled triumphantly as he’d  somehow managed to get up onto his feet without dropping his brother.

“Dance hall’s the building across the street.”

The voice from behind him made him jump, brother slipping slightly. He turned and spotted a man standing in the doorway, “I’m uh,” he readjusted his grip, so he had his brother by one arm and the waist, “gonna assume you’re not the building inspector?”

The man shook his head before sending the hunter flying backward, colliding with the back wall with a deafening crack.

The blonde groaned, taking a moment to get some air back into his lungs before rolling over, “Y’know,” he got himself up on his knees, “it’s been a while since I was flung into a wall.” His back cracked as he stood, “I was kinda hoping we could do this without-” He cut himself off as he plunged his hand into his pocket and finding it empty. He spotted the knife laying a few feet away, of course.

“Sorry about that,” the man replied, evil smile splitting his face, revealing fangs.

Fangs? Dean took a few steps closer, “You’re not a Djinn?”

The vampire blinked in surprise, “What? No.” He gave the hunters’ a once over, “… You are the Winchesters, aren’t you?”

Dean shook his head, “No, we’re the Smiths.” He pulled one of his fake ID’s out of his pocket, handing it over.

The mans’ eyes got wide and he handed it back, “I heard you calling the name ‘Sam’, and I just assumed-” he cut himself off, shaking his head, “You know what? Nevermind. Sorry.”

“Huh…” Dean starred as the vamp turned and left the room, hearing his footsteps on the stairs. “Must be our lucky day.” He pulled out his phone and chuckled when he saw the date, “Of course…” he flashed the screen to his brothers’ unconscious body, “Whaddya know? Christmas miracles do exist.”

He punched speed dial before going back to his brothers’ side, doing his best to haul him back off the ground one-handed, “Bobby, you have anti-Djinn, right?” He wiped the sweat from his forehead as he carefully balanced his brother against his chest, “Okay, be there in twenty.”



Sam groaned, blinking his eyes open slowly, squinting against the light, am I back? He sat up and looked around the room, noting the lack of …anyone. At least I’m at Bobbys’, that should be good news. He went to sit up, noting the cast on his leg, what the hell? His heart sped up at the thought of still being trapped in his dream.

He turned his leg slightly, noting a drawing on the cast. He chuckled and relaxed, seeing a crudely drawn Christmas tree, wrinkling his nose at the poorly drawn inappropriate Santa drawing beside it, noting his brothers’ signature.

“I don’t care what you say,” Dean walked in, followed closely by Bobby, handing the youngest a beer before flopping down beside him, “That’s funny.”

Sam accepted the beer but otherwise didn’t acknowledge his brother, “It’ll come off, right?”

Bobby shrugged, “It was Sharpie-ed so…”


“Hey!” Dean whacked him with a cushion, “That’s some of my best work.”

“I know,” Sam smirked, firing the cushion back, “That’s why I don’t want it.”

“Yeah, keep talking there, Pretty Boy. Make fun of the guy who saved your life.”

Dean took a sip from his own, sharing a look with Bobby before clearing his throat, “So, uh, w-what did you see?”

“Dean,” Bobby shook his head.

“What do you mean?”

“In your hallucina-Djinn. What was it? White picket fence? Jess?”

“Oh,” he began picking at the label on his beer bottle, eyes going to the ground, “uh, y’know… just stuff.”

“C’mon,” the blonde bumped his arm, “you know mine.”

Sam let out a breathy chuckle, “You showed me yours so now I have to show you mine?”


He rolled his eyes, “It was…” he took a breath, “We were all together and just… decorating.”

Bobbys’ brows furrowed, “Decorating?”

“Yeah,” Sam felt his cheeks flare, “it-it was Christmas.”

Dean nodded, easing back against the couch, “Huh, well, Sammy, that’s, uh…” he took a swig from his beer before smirking, “That is the lamest shit I’ve ever heard.”

“Yeah, well, I didn’t really have the chance to look at the call-sheet before I went in.”

Dean chuckled, taking another swig from his beer before turning to Bobby, “Can we do it now?”

Bobby rolled his eyes and waved a dismissive hand at them, “Fine.” He dropped the small shopping bag he was holding on the table, “Go nuts.”

“Yes!” Dean tore into the first package he saw, newspaper flying all around him like a human shredder, revealing a pie. He laughed and pet the box, “Awesome, thanks, Bobby.” He turned expectant eyes to his brother, “Well?”

Sams’ brows creased in confusion, “Well… what?”

“My present.” He pointed to the clock that read 1am, “It’s Christmas.”

“I didn’t get you anything.” At the offended look, he held up his hands in mock surrender, “I didn’t know we were doing gifts.”

Dean gave him a bewildered look, “When do we not do gifts?” At Sams’ pointed look he held up his hand, “Fine, when have we not done gifts when we were both alive?”

Sam shrugged, “I didn’t think we were doing anything.”

“Oh, well,” Dean ripped the lid from his pie and plunged his hand into the middle, taking out a fistful, shoving it in his mouth, “Then I’m not sharing.”

Sam shook his head, “It’s not like you got me something.”

Dean scoffed, sending pie crumbs flying all over the couch, “Was saving your life not enough for you?”

Sam squinted his eyes but smiled, “Oh, that counts?”


“Okay, then I did get you something.”


Sam got up off the couch, using one crutch to hobble across the room, reaching under the lip of the fireplace, before pulling out a small, unwrapped box, tossing it to his brother.

Dean raised an eyebrow, “Pretty half-assed, present, Sammy. Not gonna lie.”

He rolled his eyes, making his way back, stopping close to the front door, “Just open it.”

The elder did as instructed, brows’ creasing as he picked up what was inside, “A paintbrush?”


Dean shared a confused look with Bobby, “I don’t get it.”

“Well,” he began pulling on his jacket, “You know how you always complain we’re not festive enough?”

Dean swallowed thickly, “… Yeah.”

Sam smirked before wrenching the door open, revealing a candy-cane coloured Impala, with reindeer antlers attached to the headlights, covered hood to bumper in about three tons of glitter, all wrapped up under a giant, red bow.

Dean was out in the yard in an instant, sputtering as he walked in circles around the car, “Wh-what… how did you… I…” his face had gone three shades whiter.

Sam stayed next to Bobby in the doorway, ear-splitting grin on his face as he recorded the reaction with his phone, “You haven’t even seen the best part yet.”

“T-there’s more?”

Sam could barely hold back his laughter, “Say her name.”

Deans’ confused eyes met his brothers’, “Say her…?” He turned back to the car, “Baby?”

Dean jumped back as the car roared to life, Christmas carols blasting through the speakers and Christmas lights began to light up in time with the music. The eldest Winchesters’ jaw dropped impossibly further at the display.

“He-he,” Bobby was nearly doubled over with laughter, wiping tears from his eyes, face red, “He’s gonna kill you, y’know.”

Sam stopped recording, shoving his phone back in his pocket and shrugged, “I think he’ll be a little distracted.”

He made his way over to where his brother was, jaw still agape, taking in every single inch of the decorated car. Ear-splitting grin on his face, Sam clapped his brother on the shoulder, “Merry Christmas, Dean.”

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Surprising Vegan Crackers

Last year, I did Surprising Vegan Soups, and since it’s starting to get cold again, I figured what better compliment than to do a crackers addition? We wouldn’t want your soup to get lonely, would we? - The Veg Life - Surprising Vegan series - Crackers - vegan food, surprising vegan food, food share, Ritz, Triscuits, Premium Plus, Crispers

Listed from the top-left corner going clockwise:

  • Triscuits Original
  • Triscuits Hint of Salt
  • Triscuits Reduced Fat
  • Triscuits Sea Salt and Black Pepper
  • Triscuits Roasted Red Pepper
  • Triscuits Rosemary and Olive Oil
  • Triscuits Wasabi and Soy Sauce
  • Triscuits Organic Original
  • Triscuits Cranberry and Sage
  • Triscuits Sriracha
  • Triscuits Fire Roasted Tomato and Olive Oil
  • Triscuits Cracked Pepper and Olive Oil
  • Triscuits Dill, Sea Salt and Olive Oil
  • Triscuits Olive
  • Triscuits Garden Herb
  • Triscuits Balsamic Vinegar and Basil
  • Triscuits Ginger and Lemongrass
  • Triscuits Thin Crisps Cinnamon
  • Vegetable Thins
  • Premium Plus Unsalted Tops
  • Premium Plus Salted Tops
  • Premium Plus Whole Wheat
  • Crispers All Dressed
  • Crispers BBQ
  • Crispers Salt and Vinegar
  • Ritz Original
  • Ritz Whole Wheat

There were a few cracker brands I never heard back from in regards to certain ambiguous ingredients (a favourite seemed to be ‘flavour’ with no further explanation) so I obviously didn’t include those as I wasn’t 100% certain.

You may be surprised to see Crispers listed here, and I would’ve been too. When I was doing the Surprising Vegan Chips collage, I was going to add them, but I found out their official definition was: Crispers crackers are packed with intense flavour and a satisfying crunch! They’re baked, not fried, making Crispers a great snack alternative. (Also, apparently they’re only available in Canada)

As always, these are all vegan as of Canadian ingredients – if you’re in a different country, please do your own research and check the ingredients for your own region as sometimes they change.

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Gardein Stuffed Turk’y w/ Gravy Review

I know, I know, I missed Canadian Thanksgiving. But, I figured most of the people reading this are in the US, so I’m not late. (Technically) - The Veg Life - Product Reviews - Gardein Stuffed Turk'y - vegan thanksgiving, vegan food, food review

I want to start off by saying I haven’t tried the other ‘holiday loafs’ that are out, so I can’t really do a comparison.

That said though, this one is good. The ‘stuffed turkeys’ were a lot smaller than I thought they’d be (they were only about the size of my palm), and for only having 2 per package, if you were planning on sharing, that kinda goes out the window.

Honestly, why do vegan companies insist on doing this? You want more people to go vegan? Make some family sized products! Then at least you have enough for people to try without them eating 50% of the only food you can eat at the get-together. Seriously, it’s getting ridiculous.

Okay, sorry about that, getting back on track, you probably won’t want to share these, because they’re so good. I mean, it could be better (without the breading, it just tastes like tofu) but it’s pretty good for what it is. I wouldn’t say ‘this will fool a meat eater’ or anything because it won’t. You 1,000,000% can tell it’s tofu with breadcrumbs and stuffing. But that’s okay! Not every vegan substitute needs to taste exactly like meat! I personally am fine with eating a mushroom burger that tastes like mushrooms. I’m one of those people who actually likes the taste of veggies, so for me, this tastes good.

If you’re someone who was hoping to find a holiday roast or something to fool a meat-eater, or like the closer-to-meat tasting substitutes, then this product isn’t for you. For that, I’d recommend Beyond Meat. Their beef burger tastes so much like beef I actually don’t like it as much. (Too weird for me)

I do wish that the stuffing didn’t come inside the turk’y as well. I don’t know if it’s how I grew up or whatever, but we never left the stuffing inside the meat. It would get cooked in there, and then served separate in it’s own bowl as a side dish. Also, I feel like by adding the stuffing it’s a biiit of a rip off, because you’re getting less ‘meat’. And again, for how tiny they are to begin with, you’d think they wouldn’t be that stingy. I’m also not too much a fan of the cranberries, but that’s just personal taste.

The breading holds up pretty well (as long as you oil the pan/use non-stick) and it isn’t too soft to cut through, either. I think they should’ve seasoned the ‘meat’/tofu itself though, just to give it a better flavour. If the breading comes off and you eat the stuffing separate, the ‘meat’ is pretty bland.

Also, for the gravy: You should give two packs of gravy, or make the pack of gravy resealable. That way, if you only want to make one of the little stuffed turk’y things, you can save some of the gravy for the second. As it is, you either have to eat both at the same time, or, eat one dry and one with gravy. And, while I’m complaining, put more gravy! The one pack is barely enough to cover one of the stuffed turk’ies. Remember, after you pour gravy over something with breading, the breading will soak up the gravy, thus making it ‘dry’ again. Hence, you need more!

All in all, for being a frozen meal, it’s pretty good. If you wanted to bring it for Thanksgiving dinner though, I’d recommend buying two packs. That way you’ll have enough should people get curious enough to try it, and you’ll have leftovers. (And, let’s face it, isn’t that the best part of Thanksgiving anyway?)

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Something About Thanksgiving

Started: Oct. 3rd

Finished: Nov. 8th

Words: 912

Sam x Jess

“Okay, so I know you don’t like Halloween,” Jess turned to look over her shoulder, smiling at the blindfolded giant being dragged behind her, “So I thought we could focus on a different holiday.”

Sams’ brows were creased with confusion, but a smile tugged at his lips as he was led into their dining room, “Oh? And what other holiday is there in October?”

Jess’ smile widened as she stopped, positioning the brunette at the end of the dining table, before gently removing the blindfold, “Ta-da!”

“W-what…” Sams’ eyes were wide as he starred at the table – it was a whole Thanksgiving feast: turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, and about half a million sides. He was surprised she got it all to fit on the table, and that the old foldable table hadn’t collapsed under the weight. “Jess,” he turned to his girl, confusion clouding his face, “This is Thanksgiving.”

“I know.” Jess gently pushed him down into a chair, “In Canada they celebrate Thanksgiving in October,” she shrugged, taking the seat beside him, “so I thought maybe we could make that our tradition.”

Sam tore his eyes away from the food to look up at the blonde, confusion still evident on his face, “But… what are we gonna celebrate in November?”

Jess’ smile slightly faded at the question, “Y-you don’t know?”

She sighed in disappointment as his face stayed the same, holding her head in her hands, “You’re right,” she stood, grabbing one of the dishes from the table, “This was a stupid idea.”

“Whoa, hey,” he stood, taking the dish, searching her eyes, “What’d I do?”

She studied his face, impatience growing, “You really can’t think of anything important in November? No important dates come to mind?”

Sam blinked in surprise before thinking, chewing his lip slightly as he did so, before shaking his head, “No, not really. Why?”

Jess rolled her eyes, stealing the dish back, “Oh, great. Good to know I mean nothing,” she stomped away into the kitchen.

“Whoa, what?” He followed her through the door, and she could feel his eyes on her back as she faced the counter, “What are you talking about?”

She took a deep breath before turning back to face him, “Our anniversary is in November, dumb-ass.”

Sam chuckled, “Oh.”

“Oh?” She crossed her arms across her chest, “That’s all you’ve got to say?”

He chuckled again, coming closer, wrapping his arms around her waist, “Our anniversary isn’t in November.”

“Yes it is. We met the first week of classes.”

Sams’ grin grew and he pulled her closer, shaking his head, “Nooo…”

“Uh, yes.” She took a few steps back, just out of his grasp, “How can you not remember? First day of class was November 2nd.”

He chuckled again, bringing her hand to his lips, peppering it with kisses, “I mean, that was the first week of class, but we met before that.”

“What?” She gave him an incredulous look, stealing her hand back, “No we didn’t.”

He nodded, taking another few steps closer, “Yes we did. We met at Johnny’s Halloween party.”

“What? No,” she shook her head, taking a step back, back hitting the counter, “The only guy I talked to at that party was blonde, and a complete mess. He claimed he was dressed as Ferris Bueller, but looked more like a trying-too-hard-jock to me. He ended up puking in the punch bowl before passing out on Sabrinas’ bed.”


She gave him a pointed look, “There is no way you’re going to convince me that that was you.”

He laughed, “Don’t you remember who came to collect said hot-mess after the party?”

She snorted, “Yeah. One of the gangliest guys’ I’ve ever seen.” she blinked in surprise, starring up at the giant, “No… no way that was you! You’re so…” she ran her eyes down his body, “muscular.”

He surged forward, wrapping her back up, “C’mon… you’ve never heard of working out?”

“I just didn’t think-” she let out a low whistle, “Damn. How could I not of known that was you?”

He placed a kiss to her forehead, “Like you said I was pretty gangly. You were way out of my league…” he smirked before pulling her by the hand back toward the dining room, “Or, so you thought.”

“Hey,” she swatted his arm, “You know that’s not why I’m with you.”

“I know,” he wrapped his arms around her again, leaning his head down to rest on her shoulder, “But I bet it helps.”

She let out a huff, starring at all the food, “What are we supposed to do now?”

“Well…” the giant eyed the bowl of mashed potatoes and smiled, before collecting her hair from her shoulders.

Jess raised an eyebrow at him, but took the hint and tied her hair up. Mischievous smile on his face, he made his way toward the table, sticking his hand into them, pulling out a fistful of potato with a wet smack. He raised an eyebrow at her, crooked smile on his face.

She shook her head, taking a few steps toward the table, “I went to all this work to cook all this food,” She gestured to the table, “I cooked literally everything.”

The smile slid from his face, and he replaced the potatoes, “…Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” She picked up the dish of peas, scooping some into the spoon, smirking at him, “That just means it’s your job to clean up.”

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Changing Eye Colour (PHSH Effect #8)

Found the perfect royalty free image that fits your character, but they have the wrong coloured eyes? Tired of wading through endless ‘guy with beard’ pics trying to find the perfect one?

This tutorials’ for you!

This month, I’ll show you how to change any picture of a person, (or animal, or anything else with an iris) eye colour.

As I’m hoping you’ve picked up at this point in this series, these effects aren’t nearly as hard as one might think. There is more than one way to achieve this, but I’ll show you the easier way that I’ve found.


Alright, so to go from this:

to this: - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Changing Eye Colour - Purple Eye - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help

Follow below:


Step 1. Open your image in Photoshop. Make a duplicate layer of it. (Just in case you mess up) For this tutorial, I’ll just be using the dog photo from above. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Changing Eye Colour - Duplicate Dog - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help

Step 2. Using the Eliptical Marque Tool, draw a circle around the iris (the part of the eye with colour). - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Changing Eye Colour - Iris Selected - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help

Step 3. Go to the top Menu bar and go to Select – Modify – Feather and set it to 10px. The circle you drew should get a tad smaller – don’t worry, it’s supposed to. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Changing Eye Colour - Select Modify Feather - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Changing Eye Colour - Feather 10px - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help

Step 4. Go back up to the top Menu and go to Layer – Create Clipping Mask - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Changing Eye Colour - Layers Create Clipping Mask - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help

Step 5. Once you did that, then go back up to Image, and this time go to Adjustments – Black and White, and make all the values 0. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Changing Eye Colour - Image Adjustments Black and White - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Changing Eye Colour - Black and White 0 - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help

Step 6. Now to actually change the eye colour. Go to the Layers panel, down at the bottom, and go to Solid Colour, and pick a colour. Literally any colour you want. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Layers, Solid Colour - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help, changing eye colour - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Solid Colour - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help

Step 7. If the colour goes outside the iris, that’s okay. If that happens, you can just use the Eraser tool and erase around the part that’s outside the eye. Also, if the colour is very clearly over the pupil, you can erase that part too, to make it look more realistic. Or, (sometimes) you can get away with changing the Opacity of the colour, so it’s not so obviously over the pupil. - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Opacity - phsh effect, phsh tutorial, phsh help, writing help

Aaaand, that’s it! Yep, told you it was easy. Now you can delete the duplicated layer and don’t forget the most important step of all: Save!

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Surprising Vegan Chips

In the spirit of Halloween, I thought I’d put out the next Surprising Vegan article. I know that you can eat chips all year round, but since I already did a Halloween candy post, and chocolate one, with the addition of chips, you can have the most rockin’ Halloween party snacks around.

No more sitting in the corner crying because there’s ‘no vegan food’ – with this series, carnists have zero excuses. - The Veg Life - Surprising Vegan Series - Surprising Vegan Chips - vegan food, chips

In order starting from the top left corner, clockwise:

  • Neal Brothers Easy Rounders
  • Neal Brothers New Classics
  • Neal Brothers Pure Pink
  • Neal Brothers Pure Pink and Vinegar
  • Neal Brothers Sweet and Smoky BBQ
  • Neal Brothers Maple Bacon Forever
  • Neal Brothers Srirachup
  • Neal Brothers Deep Blue
  • Neal Brothers Deep Blue Flax
  • Sun Chips Original
  • Late July Resturant Sea Salt
  • Late July Resturant Lime
  • Late July Purple Corn
  • Late July Chia and Quinoa
  • Late July Cantina Dippers Blue Corn
  • Late July Cantina Dippers White Corn
  • Late July Sweet Potato
  • Late July Sea Salt
  • Late July Red Hot Mojo
  • Late July Sublime
  • Late July Bacon Habenero
  • Late July Jalapeno Lime
  • Late July Sriracha Fresca
  • Late July Blues
  • Late July Crispy Yellow Corn
  • Lays Oven Baked Original
  • Lays Salt and Vinegar (Blue Bag)
  • Lays Classic*
  • Doritos Ketchup
  • Doritos Sweet Chili Heat
  • Old Dutch Ketchup
  • Old Dutch Original
  • Ruffles All Dressed
  • Ruffles Original
  • Tostitos Multigrain
  • Tostitos Restaurant Style
  • Tostitos Scoops
  • Tostitos Rounds
  • Sensible Portions Garden Veggie Veggie Chips
  • Pringles Ketchup
  • Pringles Original

*Lays Classic is made with pork enzymes in the US, making them not vegan. However, in Canada they don’t, so they’re safe to consume. Check out the US list here (at the time of writing, I’ve only been able to find a Canadian and US list, I’d suggest contacting the company for other specific countries)

This list (as well as this series) is always for Canadian ingredients – ingredients may differ (and therefore products may or may not be vegan) in differing countries. Please do your own research and look up the ingredients for specified foods for your own country.

This list also doesn’t mention all the marketed-as-vegan chips (like the Que Pasa Nacho chips – I recommend these btw, they’re so good!) as this is the Surprising Vegan series. If you Google ‘vegan ____’ tons of different options come up, but the point of this series is to find non-vegan-marketed foods that are safe for vegans to eat.

There are many instances where known vegan food might not be available, so it’s always great to have a list of foods that you know you can eat that may be easier/cheaper to find.

PSA: New Posts

Hey guys!

As you may or may not know, my newest book, The Haunted Corpse is coming out October 18th.

Now that it’s crunch time, I’m going to focus all my efforts on releasing the book, so there will be no new content now until the 18th.

After the release, we’ll get back on track with Surprising Vegan Chips on Oct. 21st , and a Halloween fic on the 25th. Then it will be back to regularly scheduled posts every 2 weeks, until December 9th, which will be the last post of 2019.

I apologize again, but right now putting the book out is my number one priority.

I will still be posting on social media, etc. just no new content until the book release.

If you’d like to support me, please feel free to check out my other books, (perhaps drop a review?) and by getting excited with me for the newest release!

The Haunted Corpse is going to be not only my longest book to date, but it’s also my first non-collection book. (My first book that is just 1 continuous story.) It’s a dark fantasy and is the first story I wrote way back in gr. 8 when I first started seriously considering becoming an author. I can’t wait for you guys to get your hands on it!

If you want a little preview, part of it is in First Try, though I’ve since changed/added some elements to it.

Oh, and so you know what to look for:

The Haunted Corpse Cover

Removing a Background from an Image (PHSH Effect #7)

Like Removing a Foreground Object, removing the background from an image isn’t as hard as it may first appear.

We kind of already did this in the making a background transparent tutorial, too. But this one is different in that we’re not making the background transparent, we’re removing it completely so you could put another picture in the background. Admittedly, turning the background transparent and then just transplanting the new background may be easier, but it’s important to know both.

So, here we go!

I’m just going to use the same beach picture I used for the Removing a Foreground Object tutorial, because it’s a pretty clear-cut foreground/background object.

Step 1. Start with your image (in this case, the beach image). - Writing - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Removing a Background Object - Beach Coconut - phsh tutorial, photoshop tutorials, photoshop effects

Working on the beach image layer, use the Quick Select Tool (in the left tool bar) and select the area you want to keep. In this case, it’d be the coconut. - Writing - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Removing a Background Object - Quick Select Foreground Object - phsh tutorial, photoshop tutorials

Step 2. In the Select menu (at the top of the screen), select Refine Edge. In the dialogue box that pops up, change Shift Edge to 10% and Contrast to 15%. In the Output Settings, (at the bottom of the dialogue box), change the output to a Layer Mask. - Writing - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Removing a Background Object - Refine Edge Dialogue Box

Hit Okay, and boom! Background is gone! - Writing - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Removing a Background Object - Removed Background

Now that the background is removed, you can add whatever background to the image you want. - Writing - Writing Tips - PHSH Effect Series - Removing a Background Object - New Background

Obviously this one doesn’t quite look like it belongs, because I left the shadow in the selection (which is the wrong colour of the sand), but you should get the gist. You can always change the lighting, add more effects, to touch it up to make it look like it belongs more than just copy/pasting it into another photo. (In fact, I recommend you do so it doesn’t look like it’s actually photoshop-ed)

But that’s it! Not too hard, right?

Next month, due to it being Halloween, I’ll be showing you how to add blood drops to borders, words, etc.

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