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Riding off into the sunset... ow!
Maybe hiatus is like a full moon, it brings out the craziness?
Anyway, I love my shows. Some people are feeling a little discombobulated with fandom which I get... but I'm just here for the stories and the lovely people I've met.
I'm offering a little slice of sunshine. Give me your happy fic prompts. Puppies and kittens and rainbows. If someone puts a prompt on here *you* want to write then feel free and link back here. Want to do a little art from a prompt, do that too!
Pimp the happy because the not-so-happy never has any trouble pimping itself...
Anyway, I love my shows. Some people are feeling a little discombobulated with fandom which I get... but I'm just here for the stories and the lovely people I've met.
I'm offering a little slice of sunshine. Give me your happy fic prompts. Puppies and kittens and rainbows. If someone puts a prompt on here *you* want to write then feel free and link back here. Want to do a little art from a prompt, do that too!
Pimp the happy because the not-so-happy never has any trouble pimping itself...
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:D
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Sam looks across at Jack, eyes determined. "All you have to do is-"
"No...no. I really can't," Jack says, gripping his hands into fists and then using one to tap Sam on the shoulder. "You have to do it."
"No way," Sam says, crossing her arms over her chest and narrowing her eyes. "I did it last time."
"This is different."
"How exactly is this different?" Sam demands, flailing a hand in the direction of the commotion.
"Last time it was... sort of okay. This time it's really, really disturbing."
"He was in a full suit then too."
"Hey guys," Daniel says, popping up behind them. "What are we... oh holy crap." His words tail off into a barely contained wheeze.
"Daniel," Sam and Jack both say, sounding gleeful. Jack tilts his head towards Sam and grins. "It's Daniel's turn, right?"
"Oh definitely," Sam agrees, nodding vigorously.
"What? No!" Daniel protests as he's propelled into the commissary, looking like a man heading for the firing squad. He disappears into the throng of people, head appearing every now and again as there is a break in the press.
"The last time was different," Jack says with a sniff and Sam pokes him in the ribs with a finger. "Hey! Ow!" he protests, grimacing. "Well, it was."
They both turn eyes back to the center of the press of usually stoic Airmen and military personelle who are all staring with round-eyed wonder at the large Jaffa dressed in a full-sized bunny suit.
"When he was Santa it wasn't nearly as jarring," Jack says with a shrug.
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Sometimes Dean forgets, he loves Sam, has always loved him, but sometimes he forgets that he genuinely likes him, too.
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We're fine
Baby, I'm here to stop your crying
Chase all the ghosts from your head
I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed."
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("The Power of Two" by the Indigo Girls.)
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A prompt: Dean and Sam and a fairy godmother.
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*hee*
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thanks for this - the crazy was kinda getting me down tonight! and i'm still a little broken from the blinkin' finale!
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Prompt: Sam and Dean in love and *snuggling* under the covers and in the shower at a nice motel, because Dean just felt like splurging and doing nothing for no reason. Is it too much to ask for a little schmoopy porn with the snuggling? Because fandom has not delivered on this in too long for me to remember!
*crosses fingers*
<333 Ari
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my dad's in the hospital after emergency heart surgery. so i'm all about the puppies and kittens and rainbows.
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