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ratherastory) wrote2010-07-22 08:51 am
ratherastory) wrote2010-07-22 08:51 am
Comment meme! Bring on the crack!
So I was talking with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pkwench yesterday, and instead of working on my ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
castielfest fic, I allowed her to talk me into a crack!fic comment meme.
So that's what I'm doing.
Everyone, we're WRITING CRACK! Because Show is coming back on in two months, and you KNOW they're going to rip our hearts out of our ribcages and stomp on them. So let's have some fun first, before the angst starts!
Also, forgive my CRAPPY skills and even crappier image editing software. If anyone feels they can do better, please please PLEASE feel free to do so. :P
So light up your crack pipes, and join the fun! Tell your friends using this handy code:
You know the drill, right?
One prompt per comment. Only one, because otherwise we get confused.
Multiple fills per prompt awesome and encouraged! Fills can be in any format ever: fic, art, filk, descriptions of fic, chatfic, haiku, sonnet, CAPSLOCK (which is practically required for crack), performance art (though we demand video!). Etc. You come up with it, you post it. Simple as that.
This is SPN, but it's crack. Feel free to include RPS, crossovers, whatever the hell you'd like.
When filling, it'd be super helpful if you did this in the subject line: FILLED: title, characters, rating
The meme will stay open indefinitely, and I'll keep the Master List updated as best I can.
Master List
chickenperson52: Sam's puppy-dog eyes turn out to be his next power.
pinkphoenix1986: Wee!chester: Sam always feels like a baby because Dean is all 'grown up' and gets to do whatever he likes. So one day, Sam wishes that he can just grow up already...
mesmorizee: Gabriel, with help either from his pagan friends or from God himself, traps Sam, Dean, Michael, and Lucifer in an alternate reality...one where the archangels are actually taking Sam and Dean to prom.
krystalicekitsu: Misha is suddenly imbued with the powers of his character. What's a poor overlord to do when given ultimate cosmic powers? and a sequel.
krystalicekitsu: Gabriel is a BNF of the Supernatural books fandom, and he's the reason for the first kinkmeme of said fandom. Sam, ah, runs into this kinkmeme at one point.
lies_unfurl: So Dean's trying to live the normal life with the Braedens. It doesn't help when crazy Uncle Cas comes to visit.
njoyingnsanity: Loki!Gabriel crack. Like, what's this about having bore the world serpent Jörmungandr? Or that funny horse? Or that one wolf. or...
mithrel: Nick!Lucifer, Jimmy!Cas and Gabriel have their vessels de-aged and they can't immediately fix it or leave the vessels. Dean and Sam look after all three of them.
morganoconner: Castiel gets turned into a puppy with wings. Guess who has to take care of him?
mesmorizee: Gabriel opens up a therapy/counseling business. Unfortunately for Sam, Dean, Cas and whoever else you wanna throw in, attendance is mandatory.
daymarket: Sam comes back to life as a bona fide ANGEL with visible wings and a halo. Dean can't stop laughing at the sight of Sam having wings and Castiel is no help at all.
lieseldante: Dean shows up at Stanford to drag Sam back to the secret family business: competitive ballroom dancing.
bladeachilles: Lucifer is the one who started Sam/Lucifer. Sam finds out.
madwriter223: Crowley's hellhound has puppies. He gives one to the Winchesters and/or Castiel.
madwriter223: Sam/Gabriel - Gabriel worked some complicated mojo to trap his essence in Casa Erotica so he could have Sam and Dean get him out later. It backfires rather spectacularly when instead, Sam gets trapped in the video with him...
mesmorizee: Someone, I don't care how you do it, whether it's them crashlanding on Isla Nublar via Castiel making a wrong turn or something or time travel, or what, just somebody PLEASE write some damn dinosaurs. I will love you forever.
pkwench yesterday, and instead of working on my castielfest fic, I allowed her to talk me into a crack!fic comment meme.So that's what I'm doing.
Everyone, we're WRITING CRACK! Because Show is coming back on in two months, and you KNOW they're going to rip our hearts out of our ribcages and stomp on them. So let's have some fun first, before the angst starts!
Also, forgive my CRAPPY skills and even crappier image editing software. If anyone feels they can do better, please please PLEASE feel free to do so. :P
So light up your crack pipes, and join the fun! Tell your friends using this handy code:
You know the drill, right?
One prompt per comment. Only one, because otherwise we get confused.
Multiple fills per prompt awesome and encouraged! Fills can be in any format ever: fic, art, filk, descriptions of fic, chatfic, haiku, sonnet, CAPSLOCK (which is practically required for crack), performance art (though we demand video!). Etc. You come up with it, you post it. Simple as that.
This is SPN, but it's crack. Feel free to include RPS, crossovers, whatever the hell you'd like.
When filling, it'd be super helpful if you did this in the subject line: FILLED: title, characters, rating
The meme will stay open indefinitely, and I'll keep the Master List updated as best I can.
Master List
chickenperson52: Sam's puppy-dog eyes turn out to be his next power.pinkphoenix1986: Wee!chester: Sam always feels like a baby because Dean is all 'grown up' and gets to do whatever he likes. So one day, Sam wishes that he can just grow up already...mesmorizee: Gabriel, with help either from his pagan friends or from God himself, traps Sam, Dean, Michael, and Lucifer in an alternate reality...one where the archangels are actually taking Sam and Dean to prom.krystalicekitsu: Misha is suddenly imbued with the powers of his character. What's a poor overlord to do when given ultimate cosmic powers? and a sequel.krystalicekitsu: Gabriel is a BNF of the Supernatural books fandom, and he's the reason for the first kinkmeme of said fandom. Sam, ah, runs into this kinkmeme at one point.lies_unfurl: So Dean's trying to live the normal life with the Braedens. It doesn't help when crazy Uncle Cas comes to visit.njoyingnsanity: Loki!Gabriel crack. Like, what's this about having bore the world serpent Jörmungandr? Or that funny horse? Or that one wolf. or... mithrel: Nick!Lucifer, Jimmy!Cas and Gabriel have their vessels de-aged and they can't immediately fix it or leave the vessels. Dean and Sam look after all three of them.morganoconner: Castiel gets turned into a puppy with wings. Guess who has to take care of him?mesmorizee: Gabriel opens up a therapy/counseling business. Unfortunately for Sam, Dean, Cas and whoever else you wanna throw in, attendance is mandatory.daymarket: Sam comes back to life as a bona fide ANGEL with visible wings and a halo. Dean can't stop laughing at the sight of Sam having wings and Castiel is no help at all.lieseldante: Dean shows up at Stanford to drag Sam back to the secret family business: competitive ballroom dancing.bladeachilles: Lucifer is the one who started Sam/Lucifer. Sam finds out.madwriter223: Crowley's hellhound has puppies. He gives one to the Winchesters and/or Castiel.madwriter223: Sam/Gabriel - Gabriel worked some complicated mojo to trap his essence in Casa Erotica so he could have Sam and Dean get him out later. It backfires rather spectacularly when instead, Sam gets trapped in the video with him...mesmorizee: Someone, I don't care how you do it, whether it's them crashlanding on Isla Nublar via Castiel making a wrong turn or something or time travel, or what, just somebody PLEASE write some damn dinosaurs. I will love you forever.
DONE
When Dean heard knocking on their motel room door, he honestly hadn't expected to open the door to Crowley.
Or, more precisely, open the door to Crowley, who was holding a blanket laid out with white lacy material. And with red bows on it too.
“Morning, Winchester.” the demon said, marching himself past Dean, and into the room. Sam frowned at him from above his computer, and Crowley nodded his hello at him. “Moose.”
“What do you want, Crowley?”
“Straight to business. I like that.” Crowley said, cocking his head in a... suggestive manner.
Sam frowned uncomfortably, and shifted his chair back slightly.
“What's with the basket?” Dean asked, moving to stand in front of the demon.
Crowley gave him what could only be described as a 'how-on-Earth-can-you-be-so-dense-you-bloody-idiot look. “This basket,” he said slowly, shifting his hold on said basket slightly. “Is the reason I'm here.”
Dean started to nod his head, then aborted the action. “I don't follow.”
Crowley sighed in a distinctive why-me manner. “I'm here to make a sale.”
“You're not getting our souls, you dick!”
“You know, moose, you should have someone take a look at those trust issues of yours.”
Sam huffed, his nostrils flaring like a race-horse's.
“Or better yet, why don't you take a run in the woods, work out that anger of yours. Just don't get your antlers stuck in any branches.”
“Ha. Ha. You know what else would be funny? Me nailing you to the floor.” As soon as he said it, Sam realized what he said, and started flailing to take the words back. “I mean-”
“Why, Samuel!” Crowley grinned toothily, looking oddly smug. “I never knew you had it in you!”
“Shut up! I meant nail you with real nails!”
“Sure you did.”
“So you're here to make a sale.” Dean said, pinching the bridge of his nose with thumb and forefinger.
“Yes, I am.” Crowley said, turning back to him.
“So, what're you selling?”
“These little tykes.” Crowley said, indicating the basket again.
Dean looked at the item, then back at Crowley. “You're selling baskets?” he asked slowly, cause seriously.
“No, I'm selling what's in the basket.” The unspoken 'you dimwit' was loud and clear.
“I don't see anything.”
“That's because you're blind, but I won't hold it against you.”
“Thanks.” The unspoken 'you dick' was loud and clear.
Re: DONE
“Well, it's a long and gory story, so I'll just give you the short version: a few weeks ago, my beloved hellhound, Demelza-”
“Demelza?”
“Don't interrupt, Dean, it's terribly rude.”
Dean threw his arms in the air in frustration. “Just get to the point!”
“And here I thought you enjoyed my company.”
“Think again.”
“I'll be sure to. Back to the story: my beloved Demelza has had puppies. They are finally weaned off her blood, so I've been going around, looking for a good home for the little ones.”
Dean stared at the basket, eyes so wide he was gonna pop something in a moment. “You've got hell-puppies in there?”
“Finally, the light dawns.”
“What?”
“If you need someone to explain metaphors to you, you don't deserve to know.”
“Why would we want hell-hound pups?!”
“A pup, I hardly think you'll be able to handle two.”
The two stared at him.
“As for your question, I assumed a hell-hound would come in handy around those little hunts you like so much.”
Dean was about to demand Crowley take those pups and do something unseemly to them, but he had to admit having a hell-hound on their side might come in handy. But they knew nothing about hell-hounds, so... why was he even thinking about it?!
“We don't want any!”
“Are you trying to tell me you never wanted a dog?”
Okay, the demon had him there. “Fine, but I always assumed it'd be a dog I could actually see!”
In response, Crowley procured a little bright red collar out of his pocket. The collar had a bell on it.
“A bell?”
“So we can hear it as it creeps up on us to rip our throats out?” Dean asked with a scowl.
“About. It's so you can hear where it is in the room. It also has an inbuilt GPS, in case you lose it.”
“I see you're not denying the whole 'ripping out our throats as we sleep' thing.”
Crowley rolled his eyes. “Oh, please.” he grabbed something from the basket, and placed it in Dean's reluctant hands.
The puppy (cause that's what it felt like) wriggled, yipping loudly at being taken out of its comfortable basket. And Dean? Dean found himself holding something really warm, round, and strangely fluffy-feeling. He felt it sniffing at his hands, then felt a rough tongue licking all over his fingers.
“Does that seem like something vicious to you?”
Yeah, okay. They could probably keep it. Seemed friendly enough.
“What's it doing?” Sam asked, standing up and moving towards his brother.
“From what I can tell, slobbering all over me.”
“The viciousness kicks in during training. Just feed it fresh meat, preferably bloody, keep it warm at night, and let in roll around in a lit fireplace once in a while, and you'll be fine.”
Dean had to crazy for doing this, but. “How much?”
“For you, Dean?” There was a devilish glint in Crowley's eyes, one the Winchesters didn't like one bit. “Your firstborn.”
Dean gaped. Sam too, for that matter.
“But considering she's already too old for any use in any rituals I have planned, it's yours for free. You still want it?”
“I have a daughter?” Dean's voice was oddly weak, like he was preparing to pass out.
“Among many. I'll just take that as a yes. Here.” he grabbed the invisible pup in Dean's arms, and slipped the collar over its head. “The program for the GPS is already in your computer, moose, hope you don't mind.”
Sam blinked once, hard. “Wait. Is it at least potty-trained?”
“It knows to go outside for its business.” Crowley said, shifting the basket in his arms again. “Though I advice keeping a fire extinguisher close by. It pisses HellFire.” And with that, Crowley + basket were gone.
The End
Re: DONE
Re: DONE
i wanna see what happens next. XD
signed,
got-fanfiction :3