Evil Wrapped in a Fangirl Disguise

Dean/Castiel - the perils of the internet
Gabriel(/Sam or /Dean) - he discovers 4chan. And has some additions to make...
Crowley/Brady - 'It's not easy being me, you know. I've got all of hell searching for my shadow and I had to go and deal with you. Now there's some bloody Principality on my ass about a flaming sword.'
Castiel - his time in TV land was not as pleasant as the Winchesters'. One word- FERRETS. *shudder*

_{...Think any of these'll keep you busy?}

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These are great prompts! And, oh, the ferret one kept me entertained for all of first period. (I'm going to have to admit I don't know what 4chan is, though I've heard/seen it mentioned before.)

I went with "the perils of the internet." I hope you like it!

“Cas?” Dean says, voice groggy with sleep. “What are you doing? Give it a rest.”

“I can’t, Dean.” Cas doesn’t look up from Sam’s laptop. “Someone is wrong on the internet.”

Dean faceplants into his pillow, groaning. He should’ve known better than to let Cas entertain himself.

“Someone is always wrong on the internet, Cas. You can’t fix that.”

“But—”

“Listen, I love you, but if you don’t turn that off right now, I’ll—”

Cas is staring at him.

“What?”

“You love me?”

Oh.

“Well, yeah, Cas. I—Yeah.” Dean grins. “Come to bed.”

Cas shuts the laptop.

Edited Date: 2010-05-10 12:27 am (UTC)

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Oh, this is-

*melts*

This is wonderful. I had sort of been hoping you would run with humor, but I just got done with a rather angsty fic (non-warned death!fic) so this is just perfect.

You got Castiel's voice perfect in so few words.

I also love the subtle implications that the someone was wrong about Dean loving Cas.

And Dean. Spontaneous confessions would so be how he does it.

Also- He should’ve known better than to let Cas entertain himself.

This is just so endearing.

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Oh, yea! I'm so, so happy you liked it! As soon as I thought of Castiel on the internet, all I could see was him wanting to correct everyone who was wrong, or misquoting, or claiming Miley Cyrus was the anti-Christ. ("I have met the anti-Christ. He is not...Miley Cyrus.")

Or maybe someone was trying to use the teachings of Castiel's own Father to say what Castiel had with Dean was wrong. Of course he'd try to fix it.

I love it when Dean says things without thinking and then realizes he actually means them.

I have ideas for that ferret prompt that may or may not pan out. Poor Cas.

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Lol. I can actually see all of these.

Dean probably does shit like that all the time.

Ooooh... ferret.

*Snort* Poor Cas.

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NCIS - DiNozzo/McGee:

- "You are never allowed to cook, McGee. Ever."

- Tony, a guitar, and a glass of wine. Tell me my dear, who is the one who broke your heart?

- dusty storybooks

- "In a normal relationship, it's considered a sign of commitment when the boyfriend gives his girlfriend his jacket. Tim wonders if the same applies here."

- "Tony didn't have to say or do anything except crumple in the hospital bed coughing. McGee --"

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I want to run away with all of these. For now, though, here's one I've been poking at since yesterday. I should let it rest in peace. I hope you like it!

Tim sits on the curb, pouting. Cold, soaked in scummy pond water, he’s allowed to pout.

Suddenly, a body-warmed jacket is draped over his shoulders, hands settling it with a brief squeeze. Tim looks up in time to see Tony smile at him before heading toward the van.

Over the pond smell, Tim catches a hint of Tony’s aftershave. It’s the same smell that clings to Tony’s pillows, that’s starting to cling to Tim’s.

It makes him feel…warmer.

Confused.

Tony being nice without prodding is still confusing.

Pulling the jacket closer, he grins, wonders if this means they’re going steady.

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Pouting Tim! I love pouting Tim! (And I'm sure Tony would join me in saying that hey, Tim can pout anytime he likes. IJS.) So yes. I squeaked my way through all of this. All those little details, from the smile to the clinging aftershave and awwww, McGee's confusedness. (Yes, Tim. You are going steady. Awww. <3)

Going off to squeak some more, brb. :D

I want to run away with all of these.

Also, this? Makes me happy. Though you don't have to complete all of them if you don't have to, I was just trying to come up with a variety.

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And I'm sure Tony would join me in saying that hey, Tim can pout anytime he likes.

I bet Tony likes it when Tim pouts. What with the way his bottom lip juts out just that much more. And the way Tony knows that means he can coddle Tim a little without Tim getting all...weird about it.

Though you don't have to complete all of them if you don't have to, I was just trying to come up with a variety.

I know, and I appreciate the variety. But there are at least one or two others I'd like to play with a bit. Especially the cooking one. Heeee.

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would you be interested in giving lucifer/sam a try? prompt: pulse

if not, dean/castiel: trains

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I'm absolutely interested. This is actually my second attempt at Sam/Lucifer. I hope you like it. (Also, that prompt gave me so many ideas, I was scribbling about it for at least two class periods.)

Temptation that worked on Eve does not work on Sam; the Tree of Knowledge a burning bush, fruit fallen in the dirt at their feet.

Sam refuses to fall.

Lucifer changes tactics.

Twining together between worn sheets, Sam groans against him. Beneath his mouth, under his tongue, Lucifer feels Sam’s blood rushing in his veins, thrumming hot and fast and hard just below the surface. He promises Sam the world, and Sam says no.

Body pushing, pulsing across Lucifer’s tongue, Sam says everything but yes.

Lucifer swallows, licks his lips. Begins to wonder if he isn’t the one being led.

Edited Date: 2010-05-06 05:02 am (UTC)

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damn, girl. that last line. i love the idea of lucifer having the tables turned on him by sam, intentionally or not. mm.

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Thank you.

i love the idea of lucifer having the tables turned on him by sam, intentionally or not.

I'm finding myself suddenly very intrigued by this. Playing with the power dynamic between them could be really interesting.

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Oh! And suddenly the tempter becomes the tempted. Awesome!

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I kind of really want to play with this idea more.

Thank you!

(Also, distracting icon is distracting...)

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This is amazing.

I love the bit with the Tree of Knowledge, and the way that you seem to make 'no' mean 'yes, more please' between them. Brings a whole new frame of mind to the 'couples language' trope.

Great imagery, too- Beneath his mouth, under his tongue... Body pushing, pulsing across Lucifer's tongue.

And the final line makes it just a bit sweetly flavored over the seduction.

Beautiful.

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Oh, thank you so much.

That line - Beneath his mouth, under his tongue - is one I'm still playing with. When I wrote it, it gave me a couple of ideas and I'd really like to try to make the other work, too.

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OOOoooooo... More story. :D

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So when I wrote that line about Lucifer feeling Sam's blood rushing beneath his mouth, I had another idea about where I could take it. I really hope this makes sense outside of my head, and that you like it.

Beneath his hands, just below the surface of his skin, Lucifer feels Sam’s blood rushing in his veins, thrumming hot and fast and hard. Sam’s heart pumps away with life and adrenaline, anger and hate and fear and love, each as fragrant and potent as the last.

Lucifer feels giddy with it.

He looks down, and there’s blood on his hands. Sam’s hands.

Their hands.

In the back of his head, there’s a memory of finger painting, ketchup and mustard smeared across a table, Dean annoyed by the mess he’ll have to clean.

It isn’t Lucifer’s, just Sam bleeding over.

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ok, just got around to reading this -- kind of funny considering the finale.

still, gorgeous. wish more s/l fic dealt with the actual possession!

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Thank you. After I posted it, I started to worry how s/l it was. But I really wanted to dip my toes into playing with the pronoun confusion that can occur in slash.

I just think it would be really neat to look at their relationship in a shared body, since apparently they are aware of each other to some extent.

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haha. yes, i have a bit of a thing for that sort of angel-vessel relationship. there should be more fic about it-- sam/lucifer, dean/michael, castiel/jimmy...

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See, and I once had an idea that it could be interesting if - for whatever reason (hiding, keeping Michael out, IDK) - Castiel ended up possessing Dean. That's a whole other level of intimate, and how would Dean feel about that? How would Cas? What would that do to them during and after?

I think I have too much time on my hands.

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i've thought of that! not sure how possible it would be though, since apparently vessels are compatible with one angel. :/

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And that's why it will most likely remain one of those "what if" scenarios that never actually come to anything. Sigh.

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Wow. I actually really hated how some of the things in the finale were addressed, but this makes me *coo*

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