If We Have Waited in the Darkness

Title: If We Have Waited in the Darkness (This Never Happened, Part I)
Summary: Written partly for spn_30snapshots and partly for animotus, who reminded me that I had yet to write future!Dean and further requested a shoulder injury. So I killed two birds with one stone, as it were.
Prompt: #18 "Sunrise"
Warnings: A bit of swearing.
Spoilers: Up to 5.04. There are spoilers for that episode in the author's notes. Reader beware!
Word Count: 1,000
Disclaimer: Oh, how I wish they were mine. I would do so many terrible awesome things to them... Alas, they are Kripke's toys to break play with.
Neurotic Author's Note: Writing short fiction is haaaaard! I have no idea if this works. I wrote it last night during a slow period at work, and fiddled with it endlessly to make sure the words flowed right and weren't superfluous and I'm still not sure it works. /o\
Neurotic Author's Note #2: I don't actually know where in the timeline this is set, but I'm sort of thinking summer of 2011, when Sam hasn't actually said "yes."
Neurotic Author's Note #3: I've taken liberties with the show's timeline concerning Cas, too, the assumption being that he started his downward slide before Sam said "yes," as well.


( This never happened... )

If We Have Waited in the Darkness

Title: If We Have Waited in the Darkness (This Never Happened, Part I)
Summary: Written partly for spn_30snapshots and partly for animotus, who reminded me that I had yet to write future!Dean and further requested a shoulder injury. So I killed two birds with one stone, as it were.
Prompt: #18 "Sunrise"
Warnings: A bit of swearing.
Spoilers: Up to 5.04. There are spoilers for that episode in the author's notes. Reader beware!
Word Count: 1,000
Disclaimer: Oh, how I wish they were mine. I would do so many terrible awesome things to them... Alas, they are Kripke's toys to break play with.
Neurotic Author's Note: Writing short fiction is haaaaard! I have no idea if this works. I wrote it last night during a slow period at work, and fiddled with it endlessly to make sure the words flowed right and weren't superfluous and I'm still not sure it works. /o\
Neurotic Author's Note #2: I don't actually know where in the timeline this is set, but I'm sort of thinking summer of 2011, when Sam hasn't actually said "yes."
Neurotic Author's Note #3: I've taken liberties with the show's timeline concerning Cas, too, the assumption being that he started his downward slide before Sam said "yes," as well.


( This never happened... )

Foam Hearts

HOLY CRAP WTF EVER THIS IS roque_clasique's FAULT.

I wrote something short enough to fit into one LJ comment box, over at the

The SPN CuddleCommentFic Meme

Title: Foam Hearts
Prompt: roque_clasique wanted: Sam comes into the stupid uptight coffee shop with the burgundy and gold furniture where I used to work this fall, and I make the most spectacular vanilla soy latte he's ever had -- foam like velvet, I swear. Cuddles happen. Original prompt and my response can be found here
Warnings: Holy crap, the SCHMOOP!
Wordcount: 611 (seriously, shortest thing I've written, ever that isn't a drabble)
Disclaimer: Sam isn't mine, and neither is roque_clasique. Both these things make me sad, because cuddles with them would be the most awesome thing ever.
Neurotic Author's Note: IDEK /o\ This is roque_clasique's fault. I wrote in the first person singular, for God's sake! That never happens!
Neurotic Author's Note #2: I wrote this off-the-cuff inside the comment box in the meme. I've never done that before. I cannot be held responsible for the quality of the prose.
Neurotic Author's Note #3: I have never worked in a coffee shop. I am totally making shit up, and had to Google how to make a vanilla soy latte. Yes, I researched for comment-fic. I know.


( Foam Hearts )

Foam Hearts

HOLY CRAP WTF EVER THIS IS roque_clasique's FAULT.

I wrote something short enough to fit into one LJ comment box, over at the

The SPN CuddleCommentFic Meme

Title: Foam Hearts
Prompt: roque_clasique wanted: Sam comes into the stupid uptight coffee shop with the burgundy and gold furniture where I used to work this fall, and I make the most spectacular vanilla soy latte he's ever had -- foam like velvet, I swear. Cuddles happen. Original prompt and my response can be found here
Warnings: Holy crap, the SCHMOOP!
Wordcount: 611 (seriously, shortest thing I've written, ever that isn't a drabble)
Disclaimer: Sam isn't mine, and neither is roque_clasique. Both these things make me sad, because cuddles with them would be the most awesome thing ever.
Neurotic Author's Note: IDEK /o\ This is roque_clasique's fault. I wrote in the first person singular, for God's sake! That never happens!
Neurotic Author's Note #2: I wrote this off-the-cuff inside the comment box in the meme. I've never done that before. I cannot be held responsible for the quality of the prose.
Neurotic Author's Note #3: I have never worked in a coffee shop. I am totally making shit up, and had to Google how to make a vanilla soy latte. Yes, I researched for comment-fic. I know.


( Foam Hearts )