TITLE: Thunder ( Read more... )

Well, it has been an exciting 10 days here at spn_bigpretzel. All of the mods have loved seeing the activity on the comm and the creativity in all of the drabbles and graphics posted. Judging by the comments, I think everyone has been enjoying it. We also know you want to keep it going so we will keep coming up with activities. (Hey, with more snow on the way ( Read more... )

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Sam jogged down the stairs the first time with a bunch of confident energy, believing that they'd manage to get everything downstairs in one trip. That had been three trips ago, and his legs were starting to get shaky. All of their belongings had multiplied somehow overnight, he was sure of it. He didn't think they had this much stuff. Still, ( Read more... )

Bowling alleys.Crowley sniffed. They were clearly the home of the degenerate, the lowlife, and the spineless. The ability to hurl a ball down a lane and knock down stubby white pins was not something he had ever aspired to himself, and those who earned their money this way---well. Crowley sniffed again ( Read more... )

“Sam,” Dean panted. “We've done a lot of weird shit, right?”

“Yeah,” Sam rasped back, narrowly avoiding the knife to his face. “We--have.”

“So, believe me---when I say--this might well be--the weirdest thing--we've ever done,” Dean wheezed, trying to get his breath back before he permanently lost it ( Read more... )

Dressed in nothing but skintight shorts, Sam took a deep breath and started to bend. He slid under the first red strings without a problem; none of the bells attached jingled to signal a mistake. His ass in the air, he extended and swept his left leg forward, levering himself upward ( Read more... )

Castiel silently stood in place in the open field. Dean took it upon himself to see if he was still alive.

“Cas, what are you doing out here ( Read more... )

(WARNING: DO NOT ATTEMPT THIS AT HOME!)Fingers were clicking rapidly on the keys, tracking weather patterns and odd sightings. A graceful foot was pulling open the over door, checking on the food in there. The other leg was gently pushing the man's body up and down as he furiously pounded on the keyboard ( Read more... )

Dean loved undercover jobs. He liked dressing up and charming people out of their information, and sometimes their money. It was like Halloween without the spooky stuff every day to him ( Read more... )