i should have been in bed ages ago, but at least it's not monday anymore
I still haven't outgrown that 12yo boy urge to do shit to my cat, just to see what he will do. Like, putting a tiny football helmet on his head, or making him into my bed, or tying string to his tail. Shut up, he loves it. One thing I've been curious about lately is what he would make of the sleeve of my slanket. Like, would his little kitty brain be able to work out that it's open on both ends? If I put him inside it, would he crawl through to the other opening, or would he try to back out the way he came in? Inquiring minds need to know. Inquiring minds also need to get out more. So, about five hours ago, shortly after getting home from work, I decided to conduct this important experiment, and put Harley into the sleeve of my slanket.
Turns out the joke's on me, because the fucker loves it in there so much, he hasn't even tried to come out yet. He's just curled up in there, purring and purring and purring, while I'm cold, and would really like to be wearing my slanket.
:| Serves me right.
In other news, I've started watching Merlin, and jesus christ could they be more adorable and gay for each other.
They could not. Like a cat and a slanket sleeve, their love is undeniable.
Time for bed, yes.
Oh, also, I wrote some Spn drabbles the other day, to get my Winchester juices flowing. I did that Set-Your-iPod-To-Shuffle-And-Use-The-First-Ten-Songs-As-Prompts thing that people like to do, except I'm lame and only did five. Thanks to midnightblue88 for looking these over, despite not being in Spn fandom at all. ♥.
Totally pointless and embarrassing, but here they are…
1. Sam sneaking out
Yesterday is Here (Tom Waits)
PG-13, Sam/Dean
Sam slips out of bed as quietly as he can, careful not to jostle the mattress. He can't bring himself to look at Dean, so he has to trust the steady, low sound of sleeping breath as he creeps around the room in search of his clothes.
His body feels stretched and sore, sluggish and sated, and is begging him to crawl back into bed, to fall asleep in the crook of Dean's neck, but she's waiting for him.
He closes the motel room door and steps out into the dark parking lot, with Dean's scent clinging to him like a shadow.
2. Sam sneaking out again
Obviously 5 Believers (Bob Dylan)
G, not quite Sam/Dean
Dean wakes up, and Sam isn't there. Again.
His panic fades more quickly than it used to; it gets a little bit easier, every time, to slide straight into anger. He grips the bed sheet in his fists, and tries not to punch the mattress.
He wonders, sometimes, how much easier it would be if he didn't care. What it would be like if he didn't worry, if he didn't think about anyone but himself, if he didn't need Sam so damn much.
He closes his eyes, his jaw clenched and stomach churning, and wills Sam to come back.
3. Sam is jealous
Soul Shaker (Big & Rich)
PG-13, Sam/Dean
Dean's drunk, and Sam can't stop staring at him.
The girl Dean's talking to won't stop touching him, brushing her fingers over his forearm, turning her stool to press her knee against his thigh. Dean smiles and buys her another drink.
Sam's jaw clenches as Dean leans into her, whispers something, and she stands to head for the door. Dean turns to Sam, and Sam's ready to snarl at him, It's fine, Dean. I can entertain myself.
But he can't, once Dean's eyes are on him, all heat and liquor and sex, clawing at Sam's insides so that he can't speak, can't do anything but nod and try to breathe as he watches Dean leave.
4. Pointless cuteness
Here In Your Arms (Hellogoodbye)
PG, Sam/Dean
Dean's standing on the curb, looking impatient as Sam pulls up. Dean pulls the driver's side door open before the car has even come to a full stop, and Sam frowns up at him as he throws her into park. "Find something?" he asks, and feels his annoyance fade as Dean's eyebrows rise excitedly.
"Yeah," Dean says. "Scoot over." He's halfway into the car before Sam can slide out of the way, his elbow pressing into Sam's arm as he grabs the wheel. Their thighs are flush against each other on the bench seat, and if Sam doesn't move away quite as quickly as he should, Dean only tosses him a sideways smirk as he shifts smoothly back into drive.
5. …and we're just going to pretend this one doesn't exist, OK? OK.
With Arms Wide Open (Creed)
utterly G, tiniest Weechesters that ever were
"He's so little," Dean says, pressing his face right up against the glass to get a closer look. His feet are dangling, knocking into his dad's knees.
"He'll grow," his dad says.
"How long 'til he can walk?"
Dean feels his dad laugh. "A little while yet."
"Can he see me?"
"Sure he can."
Dean splays his hand against the glass and studies the baby his dad says is theirs, watches as his tiny red fist reaches up into the air.
Dean grins. "I like him."
His dad's arms tighten around him. "Me too."
Turns out the joke's on me, because the fucker loves it in there so much, he hasn't even tried to come out yet. He's just curled up in there, purring and purring and purring, while I'm cold, and would really like to be wearing my slanket.
:| Serves me right.
In other news, I've started watching Merlin, and jesus christ could they be more adorable and gay for each other.
They could not. Like a cat and a slanket sleeve, their love is undeniable.
Time for bed, yes.
Oh, also, I wrote some Spn drabbles the other day, to get my Winchester juices flowing. I did that Set-Your-iPod-To-Shuffle-And-Use-The-First-Ten-Songs-As-Prompts thing that people like to do, except I'm lame and only did five. Thanks to midnightblue88 for looking these over, despite not being in Spn fandom at all. ♥.
Totally pointless and embarrassing, but here they are…
1. Sam sneaking out
Yesterday is Here (Tom Waits)
PG-13, Sam/Dean
Sam slips out of bed as quietly as he can, careful not to jostle the mattress. He can't bring himself to look at Dean, so he has to trust the steady, low sound of sleeping breath as he creeps around the room in search of his clothes.
His body feels stretched and sore, sluggish and sated, and is begging him to crawl back into bed, to fall asleep in the crook of Dean's neck, but she's waiting for him.
He closes the motel room door and steps out into the dark parking lot, with Dean's scent clinging to him like a shadow.
2. Sam sneaking out again
Obviously 5 Believers (Bob Dylan)
G, not quite Sam/Dean
Dean wakes up, and Sam isn't there. Again.
His panic fades more quickly than it used to; it gets a little bit easier, every time, to slide straight into anger. He grips the bed sheet in his fists, and tries not to punch the mattress.
He wonders, sometimes, how much easier it would be if he didn't care. What it would be like if he didn't worry, if he didn't think about anyone but himself, if he didn't need Sam so damn much.
He closes his eyes, his jaw clenched and stomach churning, and wills Sam to come back.
3. Sam is jealous
Soul Shaker (Big & Rich)
PG-13, Sam/Dean
Dean's drunk, and Sam can't stop staring at him.
The girl Dean's talking to won't stop touching him, brushing her fingers over his forearm, turning her stool to press her knee against his thigh. Dean smiles and buys her another drink.
Sam's jaw clenches as Dean leans into her, whispers something, and she stands to head for the door. Dean turns to Sam, and Sam's ready to snarl at him, It's fine, Dean. I can entertain myself.
But he can't, once Dean's eyes are on him, all heat and liquor and sex, clawing at Sam's insides so that he can't speak, can't do anything but nod and try to breathe as he watches Dean leave.
4. Pointless cuteness
Here In Your Arms (Hellogoodbye)
PG, Sam/Dean
Dean's standing on the curb, looking impatient as Sam pulls up. Dean pulls the driver's side door open before the car has even come to a full stop, and Sam frowns up at him as he throws her into park. "Find something?" he asks, and feels his annoyance fade as Dean's eyebrows rise excitedly.
"Yeah," Dean says. "Scoot over." He's halfway into the car before Sam can slide out of the way, his elbow pressing into Sam's arm as he grabs the wheel. Their thighs are flush against each other on the bench seat, and if Sam doesn't move away quite as quickly as he should, Dean only tosses him a sideways smirk as he shifts smoothly back into drive.
5. …and we're just going to pretend this one doesn't exist, OK? OK.
With Arms Wide Open (Creed)
utterly G, tiniest Weechesters that ever were
"He's so little," Dean says, pressing his face right up against the glass to get a closer look. His feet are dangling, knocking into his dad's knees.
"He'll grow," his dad says.
"How long 'til he can walk?"
Dean feels his dad laugh. "A little while yet."
"Can he see me?"
"Sure he can."
Dean splays his hand against the glass and studies the baby his dad says is theirs, watches as his tiny red fist reaches up into the air.
Dean grins. "I like him."
His dad's arms tighten around him. "Me too."