Sam Winchester (
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...
For Ruby
But it meant more to Sam. It meant that she was finally starting to trust him with more than just the battles. You didn't sleep with a weapon if you were afraid it would stab you in the middle of the night.
He looked down at her and smiled a bit. Dean was dead almost four months now. She sure as hell wasn't his replacement. Nor would she replace Jess in his mind. But it was nice to have someone that he could depend on by his side.
She opened her eyes, blinking lazily like one did as they fought their way back from sleep. Seeing Sam stare at her made her confused. "Sam?"
He just smiled, pushing some of the hair from her face before leaning closer and kissing her gently. "Morning," he whispered against her lips, then kissed her again.