supernatural drabbles
this is kinda exactly like the 100 21js drabbles i did. make a list of 100 words, write 100 drabbles for each. just found the list and two old drabbles today, and wrote a few more.
uhm. don't feel like making a table right now but the full list is:
night
day
afternoon
today
tomorrow
yesterday
past
future
present
month
year
week
time
mother
father
brother
hero
guilt
fear
hate
hope
desire
love
peace
strong
death
lost
sacrifice
salt
music
laugh
leader
believe
silence
truth
betray
confuse
dark
life
climb
high
fire
chance
alive
fate
blame
smile
secret
drown
sorry
distant
bleed
search
doubt
tired
coffee
infest
drunk
radio
star
first
last
end
rewind
play
truck
house
car
alien
smart
dumb
bridge
waiting
thought
rain
sound
found
lost
life
birth
hospital
war
wrong
mess
dirty
cold
snow
steal
possess
tree
rabbit
mirror
bed
young
free
protect
innocent
insane
hunger
gnome
the striked out words are completed drabbles. feel free to request :)
and the drabbles are:
Title: Music
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: “Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.”
A/N: spoilers for the pilot episode, and I use a direct quote from it.
“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.”
Sam had said no more once Dean had pulled out of the parking lot and onto the highway. Maybe he could have argued that the music was too loud, too annoying, too Dean, except he was too happy about Dean asking for his help in finding their dad. And besides, he really had no choice, with college being a painful memory, and if being with Dean meant being with Dean's music, then Sam would just have to deal -- Dean was his brother, after all, and nothing could stop Sam from helping him
Title: Salt
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: “Alright, easy as pie,” Dean muttered, reaching over to grab his bag. “Now let's go get us some salt.”
A/N: They're kinda breaking into a salt factory I think, ya know, if they even exist... because, uhm, they gotta stock up for something big...
“You sure we should be doing this?”
“Nope, not really.” Dean smirked as he threw his duffel bag over the top of a fence, quickly following. He went up and over easily, having learned and mastered the task quickly when he had been younger and 'in-training'. His feet hit solid ground as Sam began to climb up after him with just as much ease -- it was a task both Winchesters found to be very handy in their line of work.
“Alright, easy as pie,” Dean muttered, reaching over to grab his bag. “Now let's go get us some salt.”
Prompt: day
Characters: Dean Winchester delusional subconscious
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: He figured that they only claimed everything the vacuum actually picked up hardly a thing at all.
A/N: none
Dean hated daytime television. Too many soap operas and commercials about the 'best' fabric softener or that vacuum that could suck up everything off of your floor. Dean always wondered about everything and if it meant the floor itself could get sucked up as well. He didn't think it could. The commercial really shouldn't be claiming that it could suck up everything, then, he thought, unless the floor went with all the dirt and hairs and whatever else was littering the floor. He figured that they only claimed everything because the vacuum actually picked up hardly a thing at all.
Prompt: mother
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: He'd also wanted to punch the kid who had laughed at Sam about their mother burning alive but he'd already been sent home.
A/N: spoilers for pilot episode...
Dean had been at home when Mr. Turner called the house, a rented but cheap place to live. Dean's school had a PD day. One more year and Sam would be in high school too.
“Mr. Winchester?”
“His son.” He also said that their father was out of town for work, which wasn't a lie. The principal just asked if Dean would be able to pick up Sam, who'd gotten into a fight.
Dean did. He'd also wanted to punch the kid who had laughed at Sam about their mother burning alive but he'd already been sent home.
Prompt: death
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K+
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: And he'd done exactly what Dean had and tried everything he could to bring him back. Except he had failed.
A/N: spoilers for season 2 finale, and bits of season 3
'What's dead should stay dead.'
They had been Dean's words. Sam had heard them, spoken loudly, clearly, and Dean had meant them. He had been talking about himself, though. Not Sam. It didn't seem to matter, though. Dean had just wanted Sam back -- alive -- so what did it matter what he had thought then. And Sam really couldn't blame him - he hadn't enjoy being dead all that much, anyways.
Sam understood completely, though, when Dean had died. And he'd done exactly what Dean had and tried everything he could to bring him back. Except he had failed.
Prompt: night
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Dean was teaching Sammy everything he knew about the dark. It would keep him safe.
A/N: none
Fear always shined its brightest during the night. Dean knew this; John had taught him everything about the creeps who came out at night - the ones who came out during the day were bad, too, but they seemed less scary because they were very much visible with the glow of the sunlight shining overhead. At night, they were harder to see, harder to follow and to hunt, to kill. John had taught Dean everything on the subject, and now, at ten years of age, Dean was teaching Sammy everything he knew about the dark. It would keep him safe.
uhm. don't feel like making a table right now but the full list is:
night
day
afternoon
today
tomorrow
yesterday
past
future
present
month
year
week
time
mother
father
brother
hero
guilt
fear
hate
hope
desire
love
peace
strong
death
lost
sacrifice
salt
music
laugh
leader
believe
silence
truth
betray
confuse
dark
life
climb
high
fire
chance
alive
fate
blame
smile
secret
drown
sorry
distant
bleed
search
doubt
tired
coffee
infest
drunk
radio
star
first
last
end
rewind
play
truck
house
car
alien
smart
dumb
bridge
waiting
thought
rain
sound
found
lost
life
birth
hospital
war
wrong
mess
dirty
cold
snow
steal
possess
tree
rabbit
mirror
bed
young
free
protect
innocent
insane
hunger
gnome
the striked out words are completed drabbles. feel free to request :)
and the drabbles are:
Title: Music
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: “Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.”
A/N: spoilers for the pilot episode, and I use a direct quote from it.
“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.”
Sam had said no more once Dean had pulled out of the parking lot and onto the highway. Maybe he could have argued that the music was too loud, too annoying, too Dean, except he was too happy about Dean asking for his help in finding their dad. And besides, he really had no choice, with college being a painful memory, and if being with Dean meant being with Dean's music, then Sam would just have to deal -- Dean was his brother, after all, and nothing could stop Sam from helping him
Title: Salt
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: “Alright, easy as pie,” Dean muttered, reaching over to grab his bag. “Now let's go get us some salt.”
A/N: They're kinda breaking into a salt factory I think, ya know, if they even exist... because, uhm, they gotta stock up for something big...
“You sure we should be doing this?”
“Nope, not really.” Dean smirked as he threw his duffel bag over the top of a fence, quickly following. He went up and over easily, having learned and mastered the task quickly when he had been younger and 'in-training'. His feet hit solid ground as Sam began to climb up after him with just as much ease -- it was a task both Winchesters found to be very handy in their line of work.
“Alright, easy as pie,” Dean muttered, reaching over to grab his bag. “Now let's go get us some salt.”
Prompt: day
Characters: Dean Winchester delusional subconscious
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: He figured that they only claimed everything the vacuum actually picked up hardly a thing at all.
A/N: none
Dean hated daytime television. Too many soap operas and commercials about the 'best' fabric softener or that vacuum that could suck up everything off of your floor. Dean always wondered about everything and if it meant the floor itself could get sucked up as well. He didn't think it could. The commercial really shouldn't be claiming that it could suck up everything, then, he thought, unless the floor went with all the dirt and hairs and whatever else was littering the floor. He figured that they only claimed everything because the vacuum actually picked up hardly a thing at all.
Prompt: mother
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: He'd also wanted to punch the kid who had laughed at Sam about their mother burning alive but he'd already been sent home.
A/N: spoilers for pilot episode...
Dean had been at home when Mr. Turner called the house, a rented but cheap place to live. Dean's school had a PD day. One more year and Sam would be in high school too.
“Mr. Winchester?”
“His son.” He also said that their father was out of town for work, which wasn't a lie. The principal just asked if Dean would be able to pick up Sam, who'd gotten into a fight.
Dean did. He'd also wanted to punch the kid who had laughed at Sam about their mother burning alive but he'd already been sent home.
Prompt: death
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Rating: K+
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: And he'd done exactly what Dean had and tried everything he could to bring him back. Except he had failed.
A/N: spoilers for season 2 finale, and bits of season 3
'What's dead should stay dead.'
They had been Dean's words. Sam had heard them, spoken loudly, clearly, and Dean had meant them. He had been talking about himself, though. Not Sam. It didn't seem to matter, though. Dean had just wanted Sam back -- alive -- so what did it matter what he had thought then. And Sam really couldn't blame him - he hadn't enjoy being dead all that much, anyways.
Sam understood completely, though, when Dean had died. And he'd done exactly what Dean had and tried everything he could to bring him back. Except he had failed.
Prompt: night
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester
Rating: K
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Dean was teaching Sammy everything he knew about the dark. It would keep him safe.
A/N: none
Fear always shined its brightest during the night. Dean knew this; John had taught him everything about the creeps who came out at night - the ones who came out during the day were bad, too, but they seemed less scary because they were very much visible with the glow of the sunlight shining overhead. At night, they were harder to see, harder to follow and to hunt, to kill. John had taught Dean everything on the subject, and now, at ten years of age, Dean was teaching Sammy everything he knew about the dark. It would keep him safe.