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COME LIVE WITH ME AND A BUNCH OF LUNATICS IN A PYRAMID
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ONCE UPON A TIME, Jimmy had a falling out with his twin brother and didn't talk with Jacob for years. That other time, Jacob and the Winchesters traded tips on how to make the best home-made EMF. AMIRITE?? There was also that difficult time in his life when Jacob was the Ghostfacers' summer intern. And Stonehenge was totally a seal.
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ONCE UPON A TIME, Jimmy had a falling out with his twin brother and didn't talk with Jacob for years. That other time, Jacob and the Winchesters traded tips on how to make the best home-made EMF. AMIRITE?? There was also that difficult time in his life when Jacob was the Ghostfacers' summer intern. And Stonehenge was totally a seal.
One prompt per comment is awesome, multiple fills per prompt is even awesomer! Fills can be in any format ever: fic, art, descriptions of fic, chatfic, round-robins, haiku, sonnet, CAPSLOCK (which is totally an art form), sculptures out of nosehair and bottlecaps, etc. When filling, it'd be magnificent if you did this in the subject line: FILLED: title, characters, rating.
IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD, TELL YOUR FRIENDS:
Thank you to
22by7 for letting me deface her beautiful graphic. <333AAAAAAAAAND GO.
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FILLED: We don't bend that way, do we?
Rbthd1: Your drivel is contrived and written as though you were peeking through your fingers at your first peep show, only catching glimpses of the truly beautiful acts taking place.
He figured that would shut her up for about ten minutes, then he hit F5.
SAMLICKER81: You wouldn’t know good fanfic if it slapped you puside the head! I write true reomance and you’re stuck with the mechanics. One-two-three-GO! Is boring and bland. Get yourself a real life and learn how it’s done!
Eyes narrowed, Jacob hit ‘reply’ again.
Rbthd1: The intricacies of gay sex obviously elude you, my dear. Without proper stretching and preparation, you could seriously hurt your partner. And I doubt you want blood for lube (a big no-no). If you’re so big into ‘reomance’, then perhaps you should stick to the non-explicit kind with fluffy bunnies and kittens and leave the hard core stuff to those of us who do more than write about it.
Disgusted, he pressed the ‘send’ button and leaned back onto a hard chest. “You shouldn’t let her get to you,” Dean murmured in his ear.
He sighed and struggled to relax. “I know, but she’s criticizing my work! I’ve been defending myself in academia for most of my life.”
Castiel pulled the laptop toward him and squinted at the screen. “Sam didn’t use preparation before ‘the head of Sam's throbbing cock press against Dean’s hot tight waiting entrance.’
Misha grabbed the laptop from Castiel and stared at the angel in horror. “For the love of Pete Ross, don’t read her crap!” Misha bent his head and typed furiously for a moment, then proudly held out the laptop to Jacob.
“Send that to her.”
Jacob, Dean and Castiel crowded around the screen and all three had evil, predatory smiles on their faces. “Oh, yeah.” Jacob hit ‘send’ then closed the laptop and set it on the floor, to be forgotten. “Now, let’s get down to business.”
SAMLICKER81: Oh, my, GOD THAT IS JUST GROSS. You should be put away for those inhumane acts! There’s no way the human body can bend that way. And a FOURSOME? That's impossible! You’re making me mad! I’m never speaking to you again!
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Marry me, amazing internet stranger.
Better yet, marry me, Castiel, Misha, Jacob, and Dean. It'll be the biggest, gayest wedding ever, with angels on one side of the church and people shouting about how angels are a government conspiracy on the other side of the church, and everyone will be drunk. Sam can get in on the action, too, provided he can find a wedding dress in his size.
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I'm not sure fabric is made in Sam's size, let alone a wedding dress. But Gabriel can probably fit him in one, or Castiel. Hm, maybe just Gabriel, the bending of space-time-fabric seems more an archangel's job than a mere angel.
Besides, the angel will be busy trying on a new tux. He'd be so thrilled to be out of Jimmy's suit. Dean won't like it, but Misha's always up for new things *wags eyebrows*
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Sam can just show up naked then?Re: FILLED: We don't bend that way, do we?
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Otherwise known as Mishacest.