The Get to Know Your Flist drabble meme
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fannishlissI swiped a meme:
The FIRST FIVE PEOPLE who comment on this post will receive their very own personalized Supernatural drabble that somehow incorporates one or more of your listed "interests" from your profile page. I'll try my best to do more than the first five, but I definitely guarantee those drabbles. You may also suggest one or two specific characters if you like!
Gimme a week, and you'll get your very own 100 words in your hot little hands!
There's a catch, though ... I'm asking that you write one back for me. Come on, 100 words ... that's nothing.
The FIRST FIVE PEOPLE who comment on this post will receive their very own personalized Supernatural drabble that somehow incorporates one or more of your listed "interests" from your profile page. I'll try my best to do more than the first five, but I definitely guarantee those drabbles. You may also suggest one or two specific characters if you like!
Gimme a week, and you'll get your very own 100 words in your hot little hands!
There's a catch, though ... I'm asking that you write one back for me. Come on, 100 words ... that's nothing.
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Date: 2011-05-27 12:32 am (UTC)***
“God damn that’s a creepy painting,” Dean muttered over his venti black, but his eyes sparkled, alive with the Hunt.
Five golden-feathered owls peered down, their gaze unblinking, absinthe green.
Dean snapped his fingers at Sam. He blinked. “Psychic vampires working a seaside resort, using paintings to drain tourists.”
“Don’t you just itch to salt and burn that sucker?”
“Gotta I.D. the vampire first.”
A girl in a green fairy t-shirt called Sam’s frappuccino. Death pale, eyes absinthe green.
“Crap,” Dean said, sparkle gone. It sucked when monsters were teenagers, so sweet and young.
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Date: 2011-05-27 01:16 pm (UTC)fetishesinterests and turn them into something undiscovered. Thanks muchly!I think you'll get your drabble this weekend; got a tender little 'flavor' scene wedged in the fissures of my brain, after reading your own LJ interests. Awesome flist meme, for realz.
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Date: 2011-05-27 03:34 pm (UTC)I can almost SEE that painting!! I've loved the creepiness of owls since being a devotee of Twin Peaks. These owls, of course, are Not What They Seem. :)
I do think this is a really fun meme. Glad you enjoyed!!
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Date: 2011-06-02 09:03 pm (UTC)***
They sat on the hood of the Impala. Dean, back against the windshield, head tilted to a moonlit Montana sky and Sam, lying flat, hair fanned out, ridiculously long legs dangling over the grill. Since the Wall’s razing, Sam hadn’t cut his hair. Too many sudden, psychotic moments to risk scissors.
Kashmir wailed from the tape deck. Dean took a swallow of liquid sleep…whiskey…and glanced at Sam. Was this peace? Schizophrenia?
“How we doin’, Sammy?”
A distant dog howled.
“Sammy? We good?”
Eyes closed, Sam’s hand rested across his belly, fingers drumming in time.
“We’re good, Dean.” And Sammy smiled.
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Date: 2011-06-02 09:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-03 01:03 am (UTC)