OOC: Drabble meme

[winchesterjerk]

Choose one or a couple of these, and I'll do my best to write a drabble or ficlet with that prompt and my muse and your muse. Let me know if you have stuff to add to the request prompt!

1. Playful!Dean: Sam (winchesterbitch)
2. Murderous!Dean: Elle (welcometo_life)
3. Flailing!Dean: Bela (enjoythe_ride)
4. Incarcerated!Dean: Ben (mini_dean), Bobby (maninflannel)
5. Deviant!Dean
6. Ill!Dean: (Anna - abist_omens7.

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Playful!Dean: 243

[winchesterjerk]

"Stoppit, Dean." Sam didn't look up; he didn't even bother to check what it was that his brother was throwing at him; it was plenty enough that his aim was up to his usual standards, and the small item bounced off the back of his neck.

"Sammy..."

"Leave me alone."

"You gonna do the reading all day schmick again?"

The next projectile slipped between the back of his neck and the back of his collar; now Sam glared. "Dean!"

"Yeah?" The older Winchester smirked at his brother. "Got your attention, didn't I?"

"No, you did not." Despite the thing chafing inside his shirt, Sam made a set face and made to turn back to his book; the next - it was a popcorn. Of course - throw caught him in the eye. "That hurt, you idiot!"

The words were spoken as Sam literally launched at his brother; the brief tackle ended in impasse, but Sammy did get a good elbowing in. Especially since Dean wouldn't stop smirking. "Jerk."

"That's me, bitch. Now, get up, and go sit on the table and have some food. I ain't letting you starve just 'cause you're in a huff."

"Wha'?"

"You haven't had breakfast or lunch. Go fuckin' eat."

Sam disentangled himself and frowned. "Thanks. I guess."

He totally didn't make a comment when he got to the table and found a box of Lucky Charms and organic milk waiting for him.

He didn't really have to.