A collaborative universe created by callowyn and siterlas, starring Jimmy Novak and his twin brother Jacob Glaser as hunters plagued by destiny, and Kansas mechanic Dean Winchester as Castiel's vessel.

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I doodled some Jons and Jacques.

I like to think Jon suffers the burden that owning mischievous birdies bring. 

physics macaw



Such a majestic creature… [x]

physics macaw relaxes in the rain

physics macaw does not bathe. physics macaw UNLEASHES THE STORM GODS


deerstiels asked: heyy there i have a question would you have a problem with other people writing novakcest? i’m just asking because ever since i read your fic i’ve been obsessed but i know you were like the creator of it and i would totally understand if you didn’t want other people to write it (also unto dust is so amazing to the point of me worrying that i’d ruin the pairing by not doing it as well as you) just thought i’d ask, thankss..

NOT AT ALL, we actively encourage other people to write fic for this verse! that is in fact exactly the intended purpose of unto dust, as well as the entire novakcest tumblr. and if you want any help brainstorming or if you’re concerned about our “canon” my askbox is always open, I am 100% up for talking the ear off anyone who asks about novakcest. also people who don’t ask about it. pretty much everyone within talking range.


reblogging onto this blog to remind everyone that you are always welcome to write novakcest fic! you don’t have to ask permission first, just let us know when it’s posted so we can drown it in a deluge of love and tears and firstborns.



Words: 300, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Novak’verse

read it on the AO3 at


Words: 367, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Novak’verse

read it on the AO3 at


That painful summer.

that summer, it’s the kind of hot where you step out of the shower and all that sweat you just washed away starts reforming immediately
coming out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel and jacob standing right outside the door
brushing past each other with malicious elbows to the ribs
any excuse for a touch
jimmy can never get himself clean

and jacob being handsy, but violent about it
shoves, smacks on the back of the head
wild-eyed jocularity
kicking under the table but with bare feet it’s still skin on skin
jacob knows they are watching each other, hyperaware, so he takes advantage of this
maybe he is angry and petty and selfish, maybe his frustration makes him mean, maybe he thinks if he is going to ruin everything it might as well  be whole-heartedly
jimmy doesn’t want to acknowledge him? fine.
but still jimmy’s subconscious habit of refocusing when jacob enters a room
they just distract each other so much
by virtue of existing
pretending not to stare at each other or the sweat on each other’s faces

(via princessmeanypants-deactivated2)



Parrot caught singing let the bodies hit the floor

This is the best thing

"First of all that’s creepier than ghosts, and second of all, did I teach you nothing?" Jacob asks Physics Macaw when it greets him with this abomination. Macaw shuffles around the cage and bites Jacob’s finger when he tries to pet it. "Look, I’m sorry I was gone so long, but that’s no excuse for letting your musical standards slip."

Macaw turns itself upside down and glares at him. We, it sings, are never, ever, ever, getting back together.

(via slothturtle-deactivated20131222)

For anyone who posts in the Novakcest fandom tag AO3 (instructions on how to do that are here), I’ve set up astolat’s IFTTT method that should automatically create a tumblr post whenever a new work appears under that tag. Here’s an example of what that looks like, from ao3feed-elementary:

This means that you won’t have to manually post or reblog your fic posts onto this tumblr—the title, author, link, tags, etc. all show up in a text post, which goes up as soon as the fic gets posted. The post tags on tumblr will be #fics, #novakcest, and #ao3.

I’ve bookmarked all the Novakcest fics, both ones posted at the archive and ones that were posted on LJ or DW, but you’ll be easier to find if you’re under the fandom tag!

"So geeking out about space travel is what does it for you, huh?" Jacob says afterward, before the stickiness becomes quite uncomfortable enough to get off the bed. "I knew there was an astrophysicist buried deep within that grubby biologist exterior."

"I think you’ll find the biologist is often buried deep within the astrophysicist," Kurt says, and Jacob punches him in the spleen on principle. Kurt laughs and ruffles Jacob’s hair—which, first of all, Jacob is not a kid no matter how many years or published scientific essays lie between them, and second of all, Jacob knows where that hand has been in the last half hour. Gross.

Kurt sighs and sits up, then hesitates on the edge of the bed. “I wanted to be an astronaut,” he says, and it doesn’t really sound like a joke but Jacob can’t see his face to be sure.

"Didn’t everyone?" Jacob says, thinking of the old dishwasher box he and Jimmy had run ragged across the backyard on their way to Mars.

Kurt stands up. “But here we are, eh?” And when Jacob follows him into the shower, they busy themselves with other things.