Sam Winchester (
likely_evil) wrote2010-04-01 09:37 pm
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Sam's Fluffy Meme
... and as the credits roll, it was deemed that there was a need for joy. And Sam looketh over the internet for the fluffiest words he could find and said unto his journal followers "Choose thy words and thy muses, and there shall be fluff."
Choose a word and what muse you want paired with Sam, and I will write you a fic. If you give me multiples, I will write everyone one first, and then go and do the extras afterward as EVERYONE is getting some kind of fluff this weekend.
1. Cloud
2. Bunny
3. Puppy
4. Kitty
5. Lollipop
6. Lullaby
7. Cotton Candy
8. Dandelions
9. Dancing
10. Snuggie
11. Cupcakes
12. Llama
13. Baby
14. Pom-Poms
15. Fireplace
16. Belly Rub
17. Teddy Bear
18. Whipped Creme
19. Towel
20. ... fuzzy love cuffs (Dean made him add it...)
Choose a word and what muse you want paired with Sam, and I will write you a fic. If you give me multiples, I will write everyone one first, and then go and do the extras afterward as EVERYONE is getting some kind of fluff this weekend.
1. Cloud
2. Bunny
3. Puppy
4. Kitty
5. Lollipop
6. Lullaby
7. Cotton Candy
8. Dandelions
9. Dancing
10. Snuggie
11. Cupcakes
12. Llama
13. Baby
14. Pom-Poms
15. Fireplace
16. Belly Rub
17. Teddy Bear
18. Whipped Creme
19. Towel
20. ... fuzzy love cuffs (Dean made him add it...)

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Sam smiled as he felt K'tanya run her hand through his hair. "Anyone tell you that your voice sounds like a princess?" he asked.
"Now you're just being cute." K'tanya leaned down and kissed him on his forehead. "Of course I sing like a princess. Did you expect anything less with me?"
"No." His eyes closed, he snuggled more against the body pressed against his back. Normally he would hold the women who shared his bed, but when it came to K'tanya, she held him in her arms and he felt safe. "What is that song?"
"It's a Russian lullaby. Moonlight shines bright, shining through the night. Cloads floating stars shimmering moon shining through..."
"It's beautiful," Sam whispered as he started to drift off to sleep.
K'tanya just held her not-so-little Winchester and kept petting his hair. He had been having a hard time sleeping, and she had decided to visit him and give him a good night sleep tonight. "Hear the wind whispering, whispering to you... good night my sweet one. good night my dear one. Good night my sweet one to you good night."
"I love you, K'tanya," he muttered in his sleep, and K'tanya leaned over and kissed his cheek before pulling him closer.
"I know."
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