Oops. I did it again.adja999November 9 2009, 16:59:12 UTC
Dean blinked to adjust to the sudden change of atmosphere. This place was smoky and dark. "Hi. Who are you?" He said to the guy in front of him.
A gigantic smirk answered him. "We role playin' now, Winchester? Fine. Hi. Name's Lafayette. For you it'll be free."
There was a faint slap of flesh on flesh as Dean smashed his hand over his mouth to keep himself from screaming for Sam. He mentally disembowelled the trickster.
The other guy was curently going -oh, wow!! Hey, stop that's... huh.... notenice, notnice, IdonotlikeitSomewhere else, Sam was taking a careful whiff off a bottle of O negative. "You live off this
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yet another take on true blood, 1/2moodswingersNovember 10 2009, 02:01:40 UTC
"Looking good, Sook," someone lisped behind Dean. Dean was holding a big knife in his hand and there was a half-sliced lemon on a cutting board in front of him. He turned around. He was in some kind of a kitchen, probably a bar or a diner. A dude with purple eyeshadow and fake eyelashes winked at him.
"Damn, girl, you're makin' me wanna switch teams," the dude said without opening his mouth. He was biting his glossy lips and checking Dean out head to toe. What the hell was this place?
"Did you get highlights?" the dude asked out loud.
"Um, no-" Dean said. Play your part, he thought and looked down at himself. He was wearing a white t-shirt and completely humiliating black shorts under an apron, and he had a wedgie. His legs were bare, and also hairless. For once in his life, Dean hoped that Sam was somewhere else, or Dean was never going to live this one down
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yet another take on true blood, 2/2moodswingersNovember 10 2009, 02:02:02 UTC
Dean spotted him in the back of the room, sitting by himself, staring at his fingers tangled in front of him at the table. He rushed over.
Sam looked up, and Dean burst into laughter. Sam was dressed all in black, his hair combed back and his sideburns bordering on ridiculous. He skin was so white, it was almost gray. "Dude, are you the vampire
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Sam and Dean trapped in TRUE BLOOD.
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A gigantic smirk answered him. "We role playin' now, Winchester? Fine. Hi. Name's Lafayette. For you it'll be free."
There was a faint slap of flesh on flesh as Dean smashed his hand over his mouth to keep himself from screaming for Sam. He mentally disembowelled the trickster.
The other guy was curently going -oh, wow!! Hey, stop that's... huh.... notenice, notnice, IdonotlikeitSomewhere else, Sam was taking a careful whiff off a bottle of O negative. "You live off this ( ... )
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Okay, Dean/Lafayette makes me HAPPY IN MY EVERYTHING.
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"Damn, girl, you're makin' me wanna switch teams," the dude said without opening his mouth. He was biting his glossy lips and checking Dean out head to toe. What the hell was this place?
"Did you get highlights?" the dude asked out loud.
"Um, no-" Dean said. Play your part, he thought and looked down at himself. He was wearing a white t-shirt and completely humiliating black shorts under an apron, and he had a wedgie. His legs were bare, and also hairless. For once in his life, Dean hoped that Sam was somewhere else, or Dean was never going to live this one down ( ... )
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Sam looked up, and Dean burst into laughter. Sam was dressed all in black, his hair combed back and his sideburns bordering on ridiculous. He skin was so white, it was almost gray. "Dude, are you the vampire ( ... )
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