YAY

[unamaga]

1. By the power of the timestap, I give you "Anney Was So Really Right, Volume XIV: Chapter 2".
   
   

   Anney (9:27:22 PM): you know. i want her to be dead
   Mel (9:27:55 PM): molly?
   Anney (9:28:08 PM): yeah. and that's why the car is gone, david called the cops and it's been towed. but she's still there
   Mel (9:28:33 PM): that would be awesome
   Anney (9:29:18 PM): yep. and with all her questions about ghosts. and how she wants to see david again. that's all she wants? she's holding on to that and it's keeping her there. if she's not dead i'ma be mad
   Anney (9:31:42 PM): that would make this episode rock hardcore
   Mel(9:32:07 PM): and then if sam was all sniffly while they told her
   Mel(9:32:10 PM): SO SIXTH SENSE
   Anney (9:32:19 PM): yea. and dean's being cold and uncaring to her.
   Anney (9:32:35 PM): and he's normally not really like that. esp. with the ladies

2. DEAN WHY ARE YOU SO AWESOME? No, seriously, give some back to the rest of the world. Maybe that's why it sucks so much lately YOU HAVE STOLEN THE AWESOME. List of fabulous things he said: walking encyclopedia; call me Dean (SO FANON); it's been a long day, baby; woops!; lost a fight with a lawnmower; we weren't just out cruisin' for chicks.
   
   
3. IS IT NEXT THURSDAY YET?!

Comments

[exdream1999.livejournal.com]

LOL your friend is like so aweomse...XD

I kind of figured it out more around 40 after and they killed the Big Bad™. Though I did pick up on Dean being all cold and stuff, just took me a bit longer to put 1 and 1 together.


And don't forget Dean calling Sam J. Love Hewitt and Haley Joel.

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

AHA! I knew I'd left something out. Dean with the pop culture references, FTW! :D

[polyspaston.livejournal.com]

I SOOOO don't know how far behind I am or where I am or what is going on in the world of Sunday Night Supernatural. But hey! It and American Gods? STILL giving me freaky corpse dreams. Last night's sucked. When you live with someone you're sposed to have company in bed and I thought that'd be good for the not being scared after a nightmare thing? Nah.

Me: I can't sleep. I had SUCH a bad dream...
Him: Just close. Your fucking. Eyes.

No love. :0P

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

*sporfle* Oh, hon, you clearly need to watch something really ridiculous before you go to sleep so you can have dreams of cartoon people bonking each other on the head with mallets. VERY THERAPEUTIC.

[polyspaston.livejournal.com]

This is a good idea! Except cartoons kinda freak me out too :0P

[rachelsm.livejournal.com]

I thought it was a tad predictable... but for a filler... meh... it's ok, at best. what's important is that Jensen and Jared are back and can continue to fuck on sets again.

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

See, my philosophy is: if you're going to watch a television show instead of read a book, you can't sit there and pick at it. Think about the things you like instead of what you don't. :D

[rachelsm.livejournal.com]

My favorite part was the fact that hiatus is over \o\

*ceeeelebrate good times, come on! xD

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

it's been a long day
That line will never stop killing me with the hot! I don't know who i have a bigger crush on: Dean or Metallicar. Seriously.

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

And how he TAPS THAT ASS. *fans self*

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

It's probably the hottest thing on TV EVER! The way he says it and his affectionate smile and how he practically caresses her paint job. YOWZA! Hot like woah. It makes my mind go to filthy places ;)

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

It makes me want to write carporn. Oh dear.

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

YES YES YES! OMG YES! *flails like a mad thing* Oh boy. I read a story where Dean licks Sam's come off of the Impala and a fucking amazing story by cherryscott about the Impala turning into a woman every 7 years, but oh FUCK do I want to write car porn by Mel. WRITE IT!
But you know complete my snail/snake porn first!

OMG OMG OMG CAR PORN!

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

Haha. Read! I meant read, not write *facepalm*
This is what happens when I attempt to comment while drunk LOL

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

HAHAH you're drunk? *takes advantage of you*

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

*wriggles her ass enticingly* Honey, you can take advantage of me when I'm sober, that's how easy I am LOL
How's my cross-species porn coming along? And HEE! I wrote coming ;)

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

*licks* I think your blowjob porn is going to be an "outtake", because I can't fit it in the original bit. BUT IT WILL BE THERE, FEAR NOT!

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

*snuggles up to you* Is it finished yet? Can I have it now? I'm in a porny mood. It's probably the booze LOL ;)

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

It's...awkward, knowing what Dean does with the Impala. Sam's not really a judging sort of person, but, well. Car sex. It's awkward.

The first time he figures out what's going on is the worst, though. He's sneaking out of the motel room to go grab a slurpie at 7-11 (man, they're addictive) when he notices the strange way the Impala's windows are fogged up and how her axels are squeaking with movement.

Dean doesn't even notice him picking the passenger-side lock and slowly inching the door open so he can peer in. He's too busy grunting and rutting against the smooth leather of the Impala's driver's seat. His knees are jammed one against the door and the other in the dip at the middle where the two front seats meet.

He's buck naked and wearing a condom.

"OH GOD," Sam yelps, scrambling backwards and knocking himself out on the Ford Explorer behind him. Before the world goes black, he prays to God for short term memory loss.

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

I think with the snail/snake porn we established that I have no boundaries anymore, right?
So I can safely say, this? HOT! Dammit. You keep porning me in the best way ever and I love you for it baby. NEVER STOP! I WANT MORE PORN! *gropes you*

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

After that, Sam tries not to go out at night unless he can see Dean's chest rising and falling in the bed across from his. He doesn't forget, though. Lord knows he tries, but whenever they're in the car - and they're in the car a fucking lot - there's always a niggling voice at the back of Sam's mind.

Your brother has probably fucked the seat you're sitting on.

And while that's incredibly disturbing on its own, the worst part isn't that. It's when Sam skates his fingers over her paintjob absently and feels his dick twitch in his pants that Sam worries. It's when Dean calls her 'baby' and something in Sam's belly curls tight and hot that he thinks about how fucked up all of this is.

Like he said, it's pretty awkward.

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

Mhmmm. Sammy so totally wants to fuck the Impala too. I just...I can't stop thinking about this. The car is practically oozing sex! HOT DAMN! MORE! :D *is demanding*

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

Eventually, Sam works himself up so much about the whole thing, he decides to take matters into his own hands. He waits until Dean's gone off to the local bar, just a two minute walk away, to hustle up some money, then he makes his move.

The Impala gleams like a dark jewel in the dim light of the parking lot. Dean just washed her a state ago, and there hasn't been a lot of rain since then, so she's still shining and gorgeous.

"Hey, girl," Sam murmurs quietly, ducking his head down as he touches her hood. "I have a feeling you'll tell me if you want me to stop, so."

Quickly, Sam jimmies the drivers door open and slides in. He's already half-hard against the zipper of his jeans at the thought of what he's about to do. He sheds his pants and toes off his shoes, throwing them into the passenger footwell - but not before finding the condom in his pocket. There is no way he's leaving evidence on the seats.

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

AHHHHHHHH! *flappy hands* Too hot! Can Dean catch him in the middle of it? Please?

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

It's freaky at first because he's done this before at least. He practically grew up in the Impala, remembers lying in the back seat while Dad and Dean talked business up front, a blanket over his lower half that hid the sharp, quick jerks of his hand.

Then, the radio switches on, and Sam's sure he didn't hit anything. He doesn't even have the keys to put in the ignition.

And while that's something he would normally balk at, right then it's kind of comforting. One of Dean's mixtapes is playing, Jim Morrison's crooning voice soothing all the frayed nerves Sam didn't know he had.

Slowly, Sam wraps his hand around the base of his dick and slides further down in the seat until the tip is pressed to the Impala's steering wheel.

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

Baby, your porn is the best!!!! lying in the back seat while Dad and Dean talked business up front, a blanket over his lower half that hid the sharp, quick jerks of his hand. This bit right there totally made me squirm. Too hot! Little innocent Sammy getting it on with himself. AHHHH!

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

The cool plastic is startling, even through the condom, making Sam jerk and moan like a thirteen year old. It's embarassing until he notices the windows have fogged over and the doors have locked without him touching any buttons.

The Impala's obviously enjoying herself, so why shouldn't he?

It takes some wiggling and knee-jamming, but Sam wants to - he wants to do it how Dean did. He curves his upper body down over the seat, pressing his chin to the back of the headrest, his hips to the curve in the leather where years of Dean's back pushing against it has left a mark.

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

You know what? This is even hotter, when I'm sober. Oh boy.
And you know in the end it's totally about the Wincest anyway, right? RIGHT?

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

If he...if he closes his eyes and concentrates, he can dredge up that picture in his head that he pushed down for so long. The picture of Dean from that night, bare-assed and flushed with pleasure, rolling his hips in tight, small circles.

With a shaky exhale, Sam tries to match that pace - slow at first, getting used to the slide of leather against his skin, and then a little faster.

He doesn't hear the click of the door opening; it's like the first night only reversed and Sam can't help the way his orgasm rises up in him without warning, leaving him shaking and sweaty.

Dean's quiet for a long time, silently slipping into the passenger seat and closing the door behind him.

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

EEEE! HOTNESS! *flails* *flails some more*
Dean's quiet for a long time
I can actually SEE this right in front of my eyes!!!
Now for the brotherly loving? Or a threesome? Eeep.

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

Finally, when Sam's just about to uncurl from around the headrest and slink off to commit ritual suicide, Dean breaks the silence. "That was kinda hot."

He's moving before Sam has a minute to figure out the connotations of that, pressing a broad palm to the curve above Sam's ass and pushing, forcing Sam into the seat further. And Sam's still sensitive as hell, still a little hard - it takes him by surprise how good it feels, even though the condom's slipping strangely.

That's Dean's hand, those are Dean's bitten-off nails scratching gently up Sam's back.

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

OMG! KINKS ARE BEING HIT! Scratching is so hot, mhmmm. *purrs*
More please?