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if that's cool, lemme know and I'll see what kind of shenans Cas is gonna have them get up to...
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Still...he knew Castiel was right, as he tended to be when he was coherent enough to stand up for a point. The little inebriated angel on his shoulder, Dean knew he'd have gotten himself killed a long time ago if it wasn't for Cas.
So people could relax for the day, build their strength up so they weren't a danger to themselves. That didn't mean Dean had to take the day off, there was still shit that could be done.]
Still don't know what the hell you want? Everybody's on shore leave, I have attacks to plan. You have fun though.
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What part of 'taking a break is good for people' did you not get? That includes you, Dean.
[Cas considers himself lucky that he's one of the few people at the camp who can get away with insubordination without the threat of being decked in the face. ...Or without much threat of being decked in the face. Whatever, point is, he knows Dean needs a break, and he knows Dean knows he needs a break.]
It's not going to kill you to rest for a day. Half a day, come on.
[He's already pulling out two tumblers from his cupboard; he isn't taking no for an answer.]
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[But dammit Cas did always manage to hoard nice whiskey, the sneaky bastard. Dean shifted awkwardly on his feet before finally stepping further into the cabin]
Okay look [He holds up his index finger as he sits down on the piece of shit couch] One drink, as a break, then I'm back to work.
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Oh, well, my mistake then. Carry on.
[It's no accident, he hoards it for just such an occasion. He's not above using dubious methods to keep Dean safe, and if that means planning ahead and hoarding something he doesn't even particularly care for, well, so be it.
He gives Dean a look and then nods as if accepting his terms. He'll let Dean think he's won, for now.]
Yeah, yeah.
[Hey, don't knock the couch! It's a great couch, it just happens to be kind of a piece of shit. Cas drops the glasses onto the table with the whiskey and sinks down into said couch with a sigh. Leaning forward, he cracks the seal on the bottle and fills both of their tumblers with a rather large amount of liquor before passing one to Dean.]
Bottoms up.
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He glances over at Dean, taking in the tense line of his shoulders, the way his eyebrows are still drawn together in that ever-present frown... It's only convincing him of how necessary this is, even if getting Dean to take a break is like pulling teeth. Out of a bear. An exceptionally surly bear with its foot caught in a trap. He sighs and leans back against the couch, shoulder bumping into Dean's as he sinks into the cushion.]
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So it's everybody's first day off in weeks and you wanna waste it getting drunk with me?
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[He takes another drink and relaxes into the couch, shoulder bumping against Dean's. He keeps it there.]
Besides, you're good company even if you are kind of a grouch.
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