Sam Winchester (
likely_evil) wrote2008-12-03 05:53 pm
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Christmas Fic Meme!
I'm stealing the Christmas fic meme going around, because really, it's not like I don't have enough to do as it is!
So!
I'm going to write ficlets for Christmas. Consider it a gift from me to you. I'm not going to put this in each of my journals, so the muses you are free to request ARE:
likely_evil - Sam Winchester
mini_dean - Ben Braeden
evilhandissue - Lindsey McDonald
facelorran - Face Loran
semihero_pietro - Pietro Maximoff
Fill out the information below. I will grant one or more of your requests depending on time and inspiration. If you want to borrow the meme go right ahead.
Give me up to five requests with the following information:
1. My Muse/Your Muse
2. A song, quote, one word prompt, letter prompt (if letter prompt make sure you say so) or brief description of what you'd like to see them do
3. Fluffy, Angsty, Comedy or writer's choice?slash/wincest is not an option
4. Rating request?
5. What timeline or universe is this set in or do you want me to choose?
Pick from any of my muses and any of your muses. Make five requests of the same pairings or mix it up. I'll pick and choose and have something written before the end of the year (hopefully).
So!
I'm going to write ficlets for Christmas. Consider it a gift from me to you. I'm not going to put this in each of my journals, so the muses you are free to request ARE:
Fill out the information below. I will grant one or more of your requests depending on time and inspiration. If you want to borrow the meme go right ahead.
Give me up to five requests with the following information:
1. My Muse/Your Muse
2. A song, quote, one word prompt, letter prompt (if letter prompt make sure you say so) or brief description of what you'd like to see them do
3. Fluffy, Angsty, Comedy or writer's choice?
4. Rating request?
5. What timeline or universe is this set in or do you want me to choose?
Pick from any of my muses and any of your muses. Make five requests of the same pairings or mix it up. I'll pick and choose and have something written before the end of the year (hopefully).

no subject
2. Bedtime stories
3. Fluffy or comedy, up to you
4. Pfft. K? PG-13, since the possibility of language is... well.
5. Up to you
1. Sam + Sarah
2. Dreaming
3. Up to you
4. No preferences, as high or as low as it comes out
5. Up to you
1. Sam/Ruby
2. "The day before you came" (either before Ruby showed up, or before Dean showed up, your choice)
3. Probably angst, but if you come up with something else...
4. Your call
5. Summer of 2008, either early or late (almost to be Fall)
And Dean won't let me request a Ruby-Ben mindfuckery.Ahem. /ideas dump.
Dean and Sam - Bedtime Stories
Sammy hugged the stuffed dog in his arms. He was only five, and always got upset on nights that John didn't come home before bedtime. "Daddy's not back yet."
"He probably got hungry and went to get something to eat, Sammy. Go back to bed."
"What if he doesn't come back?" The little boy sucked on his lower lip, the spot where he had lost a tooth showing.
Sighing, Dean moved over in his bed and motioned for Sammy to crawl up in next to him. The younger Winchester did just that, curling up to Dean instantly.
"How about I tell you a story?"
"Tell me the one about the chick and the big bad wolf and how the hunter saved her and got shafted because no one believed him that the wolf was real."
Dean smiled. "Sounds like you already told it."
"Please?" Sammy gave Dean a small pout.
"Ok, ok. Once upon a time there was this chick who was walking to go see her grandma. Grandma had gone a bit senile and built a cabin in the woods, and the chick, well, she wasn't the brightest crayon in the box. And this wolf, he knew a mark when he saw them..."
Sammy smiled, closing his eyes and was fast asleep before Dean even got halfway through the story. Looking down at his little brother, he pulled the blanket up over both of them and kissed Sammy's forehead. "Night Sammy," he whispered, then worked to get back to sleep himself.
Re: Dean and Sam - Bedtime Stories
Sam / Ruby - The Day before You Came
She found him in a motel room, passed out on the floor with a bottle of vodka in his hand. He didn't even hear her come in through the window (as a stick is great for breaking salt lines). She walked the room, wrinkling her nose at the smell of him.
"Well, don't you just look pathetic... Jesus, Sam, think you can play the emo card any further?"
There was her knife, sticking out of his bag. Her hand flexed and she went to grab it, but then she looked back at the floor and the pathetic lump that was sleeping there.
Rolling her eyes, she knelt down and checked his pulse, making sure he was at least still alive. Then she stood up and nudged him with her toe. He groaned, but didn't make to move or wake up.
She looked back at her knife. She could grab it and go, not having to deal with Lilith or anything else that was making her life a living hell. No one would chase her if she had it, and Lilith could just be done with Sam and get all her little wishes granted.
But there was something about the moppy hair and the broken look on Sam's face, even asleep, that made her stop. She leaned her head back and started for the window. "Damnit, Sam. I'm only doing this because I know you can do this and maybe now you'll listen to me. Just be ready because tomorrow, you're going back to boot camp."
She had to plot her strategy. Maybe there was a chance she could stick it to Lilith after all. Sam Winchester was a broken weapon. And sometimes, when fixed those turned out to be the best weapons of all.
Bonus Fic
Ben / Ruby - Mind FuckeryThe knife was at his throat and Ben looked up at Ruby with wide eyes. She scoffed, then pushed off him. "You're worthless, Ben. How the hell am I supposed to train you to replace Sam if you can't even block a simple headlock?"
"Then show me." Ben grabbed Ruby's arm and pulled her over his shoulder, tossing her onto the ground.
"I can't show someone who doesn't want to do this." She got to her feet, then crossed her arms. "You know tricks, Ben. Little things your daddy taught you. This isn't a game anymore, and if you plan on stepping up into the big boy world, you have to act like it."
She came at him again, and Ben ducked out of the way, then cried out as she backhanded him into the snow. He looked up in time to see the knife coming at his face and rolled out of the way, pulling himself to his feet and then his back hit the tree.
He threw his hand up and focused, stopping Ruby in her place. She snorted, then forced a step. "Can't even hold me. You're going to get killed on your first battle."
"That's what your job is, protecting me," Ben stated, trying to hold her still. He winced, holding his head as pain started to grow.
"You think I protect Sam? Sam has more training in his pinkie than you have in your whole body." Another step. "You aren't even worth your Winchester genes - no wonder why you won't take your father's name."
"Shut up," Ben growled, trying to focus more as his fingers splayed wider. He tried to keep his eyes open as they squinted in pain.
"Benjamin Braeden. The boy so worthless, not even Dean would have you. You know he knew in his heart you were his son, but he could see how worthless you were then and that's why he left you and didn't force your stupid selfish mom to tell him."
"SHUT. UP." Ben growled and he waved his hand, tossing Ruby to the side and into the tree where he pinned her. He was growling, his head tilted as he glared at her.
"Oh, I'm so terrified. I think my bunny slippers just..." Ruby stopped talking and a hand went to her throat as she felt herself being pulled out of the body. "Ben... stop..." she tried to tell him as a bit of sulfur slipped out of her mouth.
"Don't you ever talk about my mother like that..." he stated, blood trickling down from his nose.
"Stop Ben, or you're going to hurt yourself past what I can heal." Lindsey watched from his spot on the log with uninterested eyes. Ben growled but let Ruby go.
She collapsed at the foot of the tree, then watched as Ben staggered away to sit on the log next to Lindsey.
"Now that's the boy prince that I've been waiting to see," Ruby smirked. There may be hope yet.
Sam/Sarah: Dreaming