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likely_evil) wrote2008-11-17 04:11 pm
likely_evil) wrote2008-11-17 04:11 pm
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The Kiss Meme!
Two ways to play:
Request kisses from Sam! If you'd like a kiss from Sam, just comment here and let us know. He'll reply to your comment with a fic of sorts that involves the kiss, or put up a thread to get that kiss on its way. Or if you'd like a bit more control over the situation just start your own post and mark the entry locked to Sam and leave me a comment here letting me know where the thread is and we'll be there!
Offer kisses to Others.
If you're feeling particularly bold or adventurous, post this in your journal, note that it's open to all, and let people ask for kisses from you. Give them at least a sentence or two in response, though--none of this "*kiss*" nonsense, that's no fun.
ooc: oh, my muse is going to hate me. Also, as a favor to me, please no slash/wincest type requests. I get the open to all, but you will make the muse break and the mun cry...
Request kisses from Sam! If you'd like a kiss from Sam, just comment here and let us know. He'll reply to your comment with a fic of sorts that involves the kiss, or put up a thread to get that kiss on its way. Or if you'd like a bit more control over the situation just start your own post and mark the entry locked to Sam and leave me a comment here letting me know where the thread is and we'll be there!
Offer kisses to Others.
If you're feeling particularly bold or adventurous, post this in your journal, note that it's open to all, and let people ask for kisses from you. Give them at least a sentence or two in response, though--none of this "*kiss*" nonsense, that's no fun.
ooc: oh, my muse is going to hate me. Also, as a favor to me, please no slash/wincest type requests. I get the open to all, but you will make the muse break and the mun cry...
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Her eyes opened, and Sam sighed in relief. She looked around, confused as to where she was, and Sam slipped in to sit beside her. "It's ok, you were having a bad dream."
Anna turned to cling to him, hiding her eyes in his chest. "Sam, is this ever going to go away? I keep seeing things from when... when that bastard..."
Sam pulled her into his lap, holding her close. "It goes away. You just have to give it time."
"Will you stay with me?"
"You sure you don't want to ask Dean that?"
She shook her head in his chest. "No. He doesn't understand this. I need you." She looked up at him with wet eyes. "Please."
Sam nodded, then leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Go back to sleep, Anna. I'll stay."
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