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[unamaga]

Okay, so, at the prodding of chickypooh, I am ressurecting this lovely little thing.

Give me a word, a phrase, a song, anything at all as a prompt. I'll write a small fic, just a few sentences long to go along with your prompt, and then we'll put them all together. Comment more than once if you want; bombard me!

Here's an example:

[Lonely]
Sometimes Jensen thinks words like love and forever in the quiet, still darkness of the morning hours, when it’s only him and Jared’s sleeping form barely an arm’s length away, none of their everyday troubles bearing down on them. He presses kisses against the beautiful curve of Jared's neck like promises and prays he's not alone in this.

Get going!

Comments

[talilov.livejournal.com]

I have to go to work!! *whines* How long are you keeping this open?

Prompt: Dean's amulet

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

it will be open for, like, ever. you are safe.

[talilov.livejournal.com]

IT'S CLOSED. YOU LIED. SKANK.

luffs you softly

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

Okay, so TWO DAYS. YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN HOME FROM WORK BY THEN.

*sexes*

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

[Dean's Amulet]
It's a little sick, but it's harder for Sam to come to terms with the fact that the shapeshifter has his brother's charm tied around his neck than anything else. Dean's had it for as long as he can remember--something about Pashupati keeping him safe--and to know that wherever Dean is, he's without it, is almost unbearable.