Dean H/C from the monster's POV. I'd prefer it be a monster-monster, rather than a demon or something else with human/humanoid sentience. Also, for summer--the feel of grass in the heat, its wet breath. The way it licks against your body. The way it makes the air above it thick and humid, like you could tear it into layers and fold it into suffocating sheets.
Re: Dean H/C, monster's POV (+ overzealous descriptions of summer grass)dollysdoodlesAugust 20 2012, 17:04:23 UTC
I am working on this prompt, it started as a ficlet , and now I am pretty sure its gonna cross 5000 words mark. Lolz! guess my muse is going pretty haywire with it.It might take up a few days though! Thanks for the amazing idea.
FILLED: Untitled, a wendigo and Dean (wendigo POV), PG-13 for general wrongnessprufrock_26September 5 2012, 07:18:10 UTC
A/N: This prompt got stuck in my head last month and wouldn't leave me alone. And at 1 AM this morning, apparently, it could suddenly wait no longer. All grandiose unearthliness is totally due to the late hour, and not my weird brain at all
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Re: FILLED: Untitled, a wendigo and Dean (wendigo POV), PG-13 for general wrongnesssparrow_latelySeptember 6 2012, 04:03:22 UTC
There are fucking stars in my eyes, oh my Lord, I'm posting from my phone because my computer isn't behaving, so forgive me if this is short and riddled with weird auto-correct errors, but oh my goodness, this was visceral and made me happy and filled me with that feeling of otherworldly creepiness that I just love. GAH, this is awesome.
Re: FILLED: Untitled, a wendigo and Dean (wendigo POV), PG-13 for general wrongnessprufrock_26September 11 2012, 00:41:45 UTC
I'm glad you liked it! I have a weakness for making every way more atmospheric than is strictly required, so I took this opportunity to give in fully to that side of my nature. :)
Dean H/C from the monster's POV. I'd prefer it be a monster-monster, rather than a demon or something else with human/humanoid sentience. Also, for summer--the feel of grass in the heat, its wet breath. The way it licks against your body. The way it makes the air above it thick and humid, like you could tear it into layers and fold it into suffocating sheets.
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I love how abruptly you ended it as the wendigo's consciousness ended... And the amazing atmosphericness of everything...
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