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Mini-Nanowrimo - Week 2
I'm... I've written a ridiculous amount. Mostly because over the weekend I had girl belly of doombly doom and therefore was unable to go to the movies and out to dinner like I'd planned and instead stayed home and marathoned West Wing and wondered why my body was planning a rebellion...
But, yeah, I know it's wing!fic week but I *finished* a 5,000 installment and so started on the Blade story... and when I say started I mean I'm about 6,400 words in...
So here be two snippets... one from wing!fic and one from Blade!fic... I'm waiting till tomorrow to post wing!fic because I am currently being completely geeky and making a wing!verse soundtrack... ha!
BTW dear f-list - Henrickson, or Hendrickson? It's driving me crazy! And is Victor canon or fanon??
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Hunter's Moon - wing!fic snippet
When Bobby gave him a thumbs up after taking a call, Dean almost collapsed in relief. He made to snatch the phone but Bobby smacked his hands away and glared at him. Not Sam, he mouthed and Dean frowned at him.
“Who was it then?” Dean demanded as soon as Bobby hung up.
“Guy named Sid. He and his cousin Barney specialise in cursed objects, shapeshifters, that kind of thing. Gargoyles actually fall under both categories funnily enough.”
“Yeah, hilarious. What about Sam?”
“Well, since you two dumbasses were hunting a flying creature and they spotted your brother, they figured he was the gargoyle. Sam managed to talk them into calling me to vouch for him. I nearly told Sid he was one anyway. Might make you two knuckleheads think before you leap.”
“So we’re good? He’s okay?”
“I wouldn’t go getting all relieved quite yet. Sid and Barney aren’t the brightest bulbs in the box but they’re cunning and opportunistic. They get wind of Sam being anything other than a hunter on the sticky end of a curse and… well, I don’t know.”
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Untitled as yet - Blade snippet
“You know that’s not really fair,” Rodney observed from his place across the room at the small desk he’d set up near the window. He had an office, three in fact, but John had insisted after Rodney had complained for what was probably the fiftieth time how he was hurting his back and losing his sight by reading in bed.
“What isn’t?” John asked, swinging his feet to the floor and casting about for his robe. He knew he’d had one the night before, but it had been tossed somewhere. He found the soft sleeping pants that Rodney had changed out of and pulled them on instead.
“You have permanent bed-hair so in the morning you wake up looking all like... you,” Rodney huffed, going back to his books. John crossed the room and dropped his hands on Rodney’s shoulders. He was nowhere near as tense as he used to permanently be but John kneaded gently anyway, enjoying the contact as much as he knew Rodney did. Rodney sighed and leaned back into his touch, looking up at John with the top of his head pressed into John’s sternum.
“That’s not fair either.”
“Why am I supposed to play fair today?” John asked, smirking. “Who’s bright idea was that?”
But, yeah, I know it's wing!fic week but I *finished* a 5,000 installment and so started on the Blade story... and when I say started I mean I'm about 6,400 words in...
So here be two snippets... one from wing!fic and one from Blade!fic... I'm waiting till tomorrow to post wing!fic because I am currently being completely geeky and making a wing!verse soundtrack... ha!
BTW dear f-list - Henrickson, or Hendrickson? It's driving me crazy! And is Victor canon or fanon??
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Hunter's Moon - wing!fic snippet
When Bobby gave him a thumbs up after taking a call, Dean almost collapsed in relief. He made to snatch the phone but Bobby smacked his hands away and glared at him. Not Sam, he mouthed and Dean frowned at him.
“Who was it then?” Dean demanded as soon as Bobby hung up.
“Guy named Sid. He and his cousin Barney specialise in cursed objects, shapeshifters, that kind of thing. Gargoyles actually fall under both categories funnily enough.”
“Yeah, hilarious. What about Sam?”
“Well, since you two dumbasses were hunting a flying creature and they spotted your brother, they figured he was the gargoyle. Sam managed to talk them into calling me to vouch for him. I nearly told Sid he was one anyway. Might make you two knuckleheads think before you leap.”
“So we’re good? He’s okay?”
“I wouldn’t go getting all relieved quite yet. Sid and Barney aren’t the brightest bulbs in the box but they’re cunning and opportunistic. They get wind of Sam being anything other than a hunter on the sticky end of a curse and… well, I don’t know.”
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Untitled as yet - Blade snippet
“You know that’s not really fair,” Rodney observed from his place across the room at the small desk he’d set up near the window. He had an office, three in fact, but John had insisted after Rodney had complained for what was probably the fiftieth time how he was hurting his back and losing his sight by reading in bed.
“What isn’t?” John asked, swinging his feet to the floor and casting about for his robe. He knew he’d had one the night before, but it had been tossed somewhere. He found the soft sleeping pants that Rodney had changed out of and pulled them on instead.
“You have permanent bed-hair so in the morning you wake up looking all like... you,” Rodney huffed, going back to his books. John crossed the room and dropped his hands on Rodney’s shoulders. He was nowhere near as tense as he used to permanently be but John kneaded gently anyway, enjoying the contact as much as he knew Rodney did. Rodney sighed and leaned back into his touch, looking up at John with the top of his head pressed into John’s sternum.
“That’s not fair either.”
“Why am I supposed to play fair today?” John asked, smirking. “Who’s bright idea was that?”
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Great little snippet, Can't wait til tomorrow!
And feel free to be geeky, a wing!fic soundtrack is a superb idea!
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