Ficlets by request

[kellifer]

I have 3 4 5 stories I really need to finish and my muse has completely and not unsurprisingly... abandoned me like a used candy wrapper on the side of the road.

Help me woo her back.

Request some timestamps/pre/post/missing scenes of anything I've written.

*Anything*

I'm not actually expecting many of you to be around because I think it's like night o'clock Sunday for most of you but what the hell.

I will write 3 4 5 as many as I can squeeze out before I actually get my mojo back and start writing what I'm supposed to be writing.

Hi new people who have recently joined, don't be shy. :)

ETA: Can anyone point me in the direction of any good up-for-grabs posted Justin Long icons??

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[sams1ra.livejournal.com]

Anything? *evol grin*
What happens next on The Skin Horse?
And hey, if these things help, there's always doll!Dean... ;) (Dude, Doll!Bobby and doll!Impala!)

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

Sam doesn't begrudge Dean the gloves anymore.

In fact, he buys some for him. He of course buys pink gloves that have been bedazzled because he can't help himself but he thinks that Dean appreciates the gesture... kind of.

They're also careful around each other. Sam remembers when Dean started thinking that maybe one of the psychic talents he was going to get was mindreading and how much that freaked him out. Sam knows that Dean's whatever it is, isn't actually that pervasive but still.

There's just some things you don't want your brother to know.

It comes in handy more often than not, but sometimes Dean will see something he doesn't want to and that's always hard. Sam can appreciate it, considering the technicolor bloodbathes he's been subject to in that very special part of his brain that gets a feed straight from the future and when either of them have born witness to something particularly heinous, they will find a bar and drink the night away.

It's something they can agree on.