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Okay - I've probably stretched the week thing a little because I procrastinate terribly!
But for Valentine's Day (bleah!! :) ) how about some ficlets by request while I noodle around before I start my next Big Bangs.
Let me take advantage of the small window of time I have LJ access at work (they take it away, then give it back, then take it away again, playing with my emotions!).
But for Valentine's Day (bleah!! :) ) how about some ficlets by request while I noodle around before I start my next Big Bangs.
Give me a pairing, any I've ever written (or any you think I'd be willing to write/know who they are/maybe have heard of them) and a word prompt.
Let me take advantage of the small window of time I have LJ access at work (they take it away, then give it back, then take it away again, playing with my emotions!).
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Nosy. :)
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"No seriously, try it," Dean implores, opens his eyes wide and blinks in a way he probably thinks is attractive. Sam just thinks he looks like he's just bitten into an onion.
"I don't exist just to amuse you," Sam grumbles, hunkering further down in his seat and trying to ignore the way Dean is flicking his knee every few seconds. "Can you leave me alone, just for once?"
"Driving's boring," Dean grunts and then grimaces. He puts out a hand and Sam darts out his own and grabs it.
"If you apologise to the car I'm going to throw you out of it."
"I'd let you if you did the thing," Dean says, sounding way too cheerful.
"I'm not doing it."
"C'mon, Sammy. Live a little."
"No."
"You're so boring."
"Fine."
"Fine you'll do it?"
"No, fine I'm boring."
"You suck."
"Not if you keep this up."
That, above all else manages to derail Dean. He kind of opens his mouth, lets a half-formed squeak emerge and then clamps his lips closed. Sam actually admires the way he lasts all of ten minutes before he can't actually keep it in anymore.
"It would just be so cool," he explodes finally, turning almost all the way around in his seat, letting go of the steering wheel with one hand so he can pound the roof of the car in frustration.
"Okay, just keep your eyes on the road," Sam exclaims as they start to drift over into oncoming traffic. Dean does, wrenching the wheel hard enough that Sam is slammed into the door, knocking his forehead on the window. "Ow!"
"Hey, crap, sorry!" Dean says.
"Just... pull over first so we don't die," Sam says and Dean does immediately. When they're stopped, Sam turns to him and holds up a finger. "Just so we're clear, I'm doing this once. I do not want to hear about it ever again."
"Yep, absolutely," Dean agrees far too readily which means Sam might actually get a whole week before Dean will start bugging him again.
Sam sighs. "Tabitha or Samantha?" he asks.
"Tabitha, totally," Dean says, folds his hands in his lap and waits, looking completely jazzed.
"Fine," Sam huffs again, puts a finger to the end of his nose and moves it from side to side. Dean's tape box floats from underneath the passenger seat over to Dean's lap and plonks down into it. "There, happy?" he asks.
"More than you know," Dean says, rummaging happily through the tapes and coming up with a battered Metallica.
"I don't actually have to do the nose thing for that to work," Sam points out, probably for the eight hundred and ninety second time.
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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
*dies*
:)
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I'm writing you angsty pants powers!Sam for SPN Gen so I needed something fluffy.
... however this might make it into the Big Bang... har har? :D
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Today, you and your lj are MADE OF AWESOME.
That is all.
:)
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He has the appropriately squishy nose!