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[wanttobeatree]

ENNH. I have to stop being a miserable fuck for long enough to write my creative piece for Thursday. So, get the writing cogwheels spinning:

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.

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[latentfunction]

Smith/Wesson, being all wtf over their matching tattoos. Or how Dean explains away his giant handprint scar. Because seriously, wtf.

[qwertypoiuq]

MISHA/CASTIEL WALK INTO A BAR AND THEN THEY HAVE SEX... GO.

I kiiiid, I kiiiid. Mostly.

[wanttobeatree]

HA HA FLESH GOT THERE BEFORE YOU. IN YOUR FACE.

[qwertypoiuq]

But I was being SERIOUS. :(

[wanttobeatree]

Misha leaned back in his seat, surveying the bar as he took a sip of his delicious tofu beer. (He made it himself, with a bottle of bud and some finely chopped tofu cubes. It had take him a while to stick them all through the bottle mouth, but the results are worth it.) It was a quiet night, what with Jared and Jensen away on their honeymoon and all, and he figured he’d just have a couple tofu beers and then go home

[thehighwaywoman]

*snags* um um um. MISHA. BEING AWESOME AND COVERING FO J2.