white face paint and glass boxes and devil wind

Oct 01, 2008 12:24

into the breach with me, dear friends. i got that job as a canvass director for senator obama, and went door-to-door for four hours yesterday. this is some crazy stuff! there are people who see fresh-faced youngsters with clipboards and say, "honey, give these kids some money," before we can even get into the spiel, and other people who yell at ( Read more... )

sam/dean, spn fic

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littlestclouds October 1 2008, 20:10:27 UTC
Hearts exploding in chests like grenades, pulses ticking down as timebombs; the whole thing was so melodramatic it could only have been a teenage girl.

Ahahaha. Too perfect.

Dean nods his head with exaggerated care, and then weaves both hands over his stomach and sucks in his gut, slackens his jaw and hollows his cheeks and lets his eyes roll back so he looks gaunt and fragile.

I'm kind of loving mute Dean.

Their waitress from yesterday sends them a filthy look when they walk in, and Sam elbows Dean, but Dean misses it because Dean's oblivious and only sees what he wants.

I think you just distilled Dean down to his essence. Haha.

"You remember how she asked us to mind her flowers as we were leaving?"

Dean nods again, but it's jerky and uncertain and Sam knows he doesn't remember any such thing.

Sam sighs. "Dean. Did you mind the flowers when we went around back?"

Dean's face is blank for a moment, and then it washes over dark and furious.

Haha, oh Dean.

Sam is every mother's dream. By all means, invite him and his ( ... )

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xkatjafx October 5 2008, 13:50:37 UTC
Loved it!
I especially enjoyed the way Dean was communicating without words. And the writing on skin part was a great way to end the story.
Thanks for sharing : )

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candle_beck October 6 2008, 18:13:11 UTC
thanks for the note. really cool that you liked it.

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candle_beck October 6 2008, 18:12:31 UTC
yeah first comment! quick like fire, you are.

glad you liked it; i sense that we are winning you over to the evils of the 'cest, which makes me happy as dean with candy.

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germanjj October 1 2008, 20:46:04 UTC
wow, this was an awesome story!!

They fade into view like magic, like the words were always there, trapped under Sam's skin until Dean chose to draw them out.

and the whole thing with the words written on sams skin ... it's just so intense!!

thank you for sharing :-D

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candle_beck October 6 2008, 18:13:34 UTC
thanks! i really appreciate the note.

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candle_beck October 6 2008, 18:14:04 UTC
thanks man! really nice of you to say.

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tabaqui October 1 2008, 22:32:15 UTC
Ooooooh, i liked that a lot. I loved Dean's panic and Sam's near-panic and his internal, constant want, and Sam loving Dean's smiles, and the two of them wrestling and being drunk and silly and then, this is so lovely....
Sam thinks it might have been the best so far, dusty pastel color starting to creep in and tint the angles of Dean's body, giving Sam paths to follow with his hands and mouth.

Yeah. Excellent stuff.

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candle_beck October 6 2008, 18:15:13 UTC
oh, i wrote that last bit like half-asleep and right before posting it and going to work, so you have warmed my heart by mentioning it! thanks a ton.

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felisblanco October 1 2008, 22:34:40 UTC
The title kinda sums up my reaction. God, I loved this. Truly wonderful. Thank you so much for this.

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candle_beck October 6 2008, 18:15:39 UTC
not a problem, man, thanks for the note.

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