I think I've read...one?? other full-fledged SPN AU before, and I don't think I've ever read a sci-fi/dystopian novel to the end before (I mean, I read 1984 in high school???), so this was a new and very pleasurable experience for me! Three things I really love about this fic:
1) the way that it bends and interacts with canon, even as its premises and timelines are very much removed from said canon; the source material comes back in thoughtful and often pleasingly unexpected echoes both in terms of space/plot and characters' relationships
2) the wealth of relationships richly explored and meaningfully rendered across this fic -- Dean/Cas, but also Dean and Sam, Cas and Gabriel, Cas and Hannah, Cas and Anna, Dean and Bobby, Dean and Benny, Dean and Jody, and Ellen, and Pamela, and Jess; Sam and Jess, Sam and Ruby, even some Gabriel and Kali... for a canon and a fandom that is often very built around singular relationships, this was truly welcome and exciting
3) this is really a clever plug for anactoria's other works as well, but I personally loved its intersections and refractions not only of SPN canon, but also of her other fan fics; if there's one thing I love more than fanfic, it's being able to trace its imbrications across a person's boy of work, or section of fandom. I just find that collective, holistic picture very rewarding.
Anyway, dear anactoria, several of us in SPN fandom wanted to make sure that you had art for your DCBB. Following superhero!paperbackwriter, amberdreams and I also wanted to share some pieces with you! :) We hope you enjoy them!
Title: Unofficial Fan Art for "Clean Air"
Artists: amberdreams and kalliel
Genre/Pairing: Dean/Castiel, dystopian AU
Rating: PG-13 for art, E (Explicit) for fic
Medium: digital manipulation
Warnings: large images!
Summary: Centuries after the surface of the earth was devastated by an unknown disaster, the remnants of humanity live in a series of vast underground silos, each unaware of the existence of the others. 121k.
For the inhabitants of Silo 34, the silo is the world, and the only world they know. Questions about the outside world are forbidden, and asking them is what got Dean Winchester's parents killed. He isn't even sure himself that they weren't crazy.
That all changes when he hears a voice on the radio -- a voice from another world.
amberdreams's gorgeous, wild interpretation of the stairwells that join each level of the underground silos--they're a constant and vital feature throughout the fic, and the added coloration piques my interest, no doubt about it!
That is probably not what a Cleaning Suit looks like, but this was inspired by the two scenes Dean spends Outside, making the journey between his silo (34) and Castiel's (21). On Sam's direction, he uses the Pole Star to navigate, and there's also a map they discover, which depicts each of the 52 silos as a circle, enveloped in a larger circle. I added some visual static in honor of radio static, and the critical role radio communication plays for Dean and Castiel--and later, Dean and Sam--in this fic. I also added the MoL insignia for a bit of visual flair on my generic Suit Up Guy (it's Dean! it's Dean, okay!), because of the role that contraband research and Legacy play in the fic.
source: "riot gear from behind"
Apples, which have probably never sounded more delicious and precious than in this fic. (Tomatoes, too!) Gears for Dean's job in Mechanical, a gray sky that joins with gray dust for the Outside (overlaid with map lines), and Dean/Cas for Dean/Cas. Those are so NOT generic dude torsos! Totally not!! XP
source: "mechanical inner workings"
source: "constellation map"
source: "gray sky storm desert"
source: "gay sex"
source: "apple png" (apparently these are NZ Royal Gala Red apples!)
My painfully on-the-nose Google Image searching aside, we hope you enjoy!