I was challenged by @mooseintheocean to shuffle my music and then post the first ten songs I listened to. Here are my results:
1. Whistle While You Work--Kidsongs (my son is 1.5, what can I say?)
2. Mirage--Lindsay Sterling
3. More Than That--Backstreet Boys
4. Bleed Out--Jason Derulo
5. Jar of Hearts--Christina Perri
6. Just Dance--Lady Gaga
7. Royals--Lorde
8. I Will Wait--Nick Carter
9. Shake it Off--Taylor Swift
10. The Call--Backstreet Boys
I’m supposed to tag 10 more people, but I don’t really know ten more people on Tumblr, so if you want to do, please go for it! And tag me because I’d love to hear your answers!
mooseintheocean replied to your post “honestly one of the most inexplainable things to me regarding the js'...”
Wait, didn't that fan said she loved Jensen or that Jensen was her favorite and that's when Jensen put his hand on Jared's? It really is a nice little moment between them and i'm so glad it got captured on video.
she told Jensen that Jensen was her favorite, but the hand-thing had started about 5-10 seconds before that happened, then continued through it :)
I'm lolling at hets saying the pic with G and Tom isn't photoshopped, which clearly is but even if it wasn't it's /not/ a nice family pic. Like, did you see Jared's face? So happy to be there with his 'wife' and kid, lol. If I were a het I'd rather this pic was photoshopped than having Jared look so unhappy and done while taking a family pic. Eh, crazy times.
Yeah, right? That picture makes him look miserable. If I were them, I’d be praying it was photoshopped. --Admin N
Wincest Writing Challenge: March/April | @doctor--idiot vs. @cinnamonanddean vs. @mooseintheocean
Prompt: Hurt!Sam
Rating: Gen | Wordcount: 1,068 | AO3
Warnings: None
As much as it sucks, getting injured isn’t the worst part of hunting.
Getting injured isn’t even the worst part of getting injured, although Sam can attest that it does, in fact, hurt like a bitch.
The worst part is what comes right after. The frenzy, the panic in Dean’s eyes that, for a few seconds, overshadows everything until they can gauge how bad it actually is and whether something has to be done about it right now. Some injuries are worse than others. Some require immediate attention, others not so much.
Sam can’t remember a time where Dean’s hands didn’t shake when he patched Sam up. It doesn’t matter because Dean can put a bullet through the skull of a fast-moving target from a hundred feet away and a little tremble in his fingers doesn’t deter him from making an accurate job of some stitches.
There were no stitches this time because they were in the middle of the woods without so much as a first-aid kit on them. Dean’s hands were unsteady but Sam barely noticed this time because he himself was shaking like a leaf. Rationally, he knew the bullet wound to his stomach wasn’t fatal, a clean through-and-through, and if they could find a way to stop the bleeding and get back to civilisation before infection set in, he was going to be fine.
It was the pain that did a number on him. He could virtually feel himself going into shock.
It always seems a little like a dream after. He’s got professional stitches that are covered in sterile bandages now, several grades up from the usual dental floss and whiskey, and he’s a little floaty on the painkillers. He’d rather not have taken them because they always make him feel out of it, not ready for when sudden danger strikes, but he’s got his brother next to him, Dean’s shoulder gently bumping his as they leave the hospital, and Sam feels safe enough for the moment.
“So, what did you do then you thought I was dead?” he asks Dean in the car and regrets it immediately when Dean’s face freezes, smile turning forced instead of relieved. It’s a minuscule change and anyone who hasn’t known Dean for upside of thirty years most likely wouldn’t notice.
Sam notices but doesn’t say anything when Dean reflects. He isn’t sure he wants to know after all. He distantly remembers Dean being hauled into one of the examination rooms as well but maybe he dreamed that for real.
If Sam had to choose something about getting injured on a job that he isn’t too upset about, it would be the aftermath. When the pain slowly fades, when they finally get to rest — for once forced to make time to rest, which they too rarely do. Having left the shock and the panic behind them, Sam has all the time in the world to enjoy Dean’s little ‘Sammy got hurt’ antics. It would be funny how not subtle his big brother is in his coddling but Sam can’t exactly say that he hates it.
“You need anything?” Dean asks for the second time already and he blushes pink when Sam grins at him, and adds, “Shut up.”
“No,” Sam says quietly, turning onto his side with some effort, “I don’t need anything.”
Dean gently slaps his thigh. “Lie back and stop moving so much.”
“I’ll lie back if you stop hovering and come here.”
If Dean thought Sam is above a little blackmail, then he’s thought wrong. He slides his palm across the mattress, inviting his brother into the empty space in the curve of his body, and Dean sighs.
“Sam, I don’t—”
“You’re not gonna hurt me. Please, just—come here.”
Maybe it’s not fair to go the pleading routine, make it so that Dean can’t say ‘no’ but Sam’s too tired not to be selfish. He isn’t hurting as much anymore but he’s still sore and he doesn’t know how much actual sleep he can get tonight. He at least wants Dean next to him.
Dean sighs again before his hands go to his belt and his shimmies out of his jeans. He dips the mattress with his weight and Sam briefly has to grit his teeth through the stab of pain in his abdomen from being jostled. Dean settles then, stretched out next to Sam but not touching him, melting into the mattress with a sound of contentment.
He closes his eyes and Sam takes in the lines around them, around his mouth, takes in his ashen skin, and his dry lips. He looks just as tired as Sam feels and Sam hooks his arm around the back of Dean’s neck on impulse, pulling him closer until he can nuzzle the side of his face.
“Are you ever gonna tell me what happened at the hospital?”
Dean tenses, then relaxes. His fingers trace the length of Sam’s naked arm up to the sleeve of his T-shirt and under, splaying over the round of Sam’s shoulder.
“Maybe,” he says and it’s enough for now.
Sam’s lips finds the corner of Dean’s mouth and for a moment, it turns into a real kiss. It’s slow and soft, both of them too exhausted for more, but necessary and Dean tastes like chemicals and the coffee he stopped for on the way back to the motel.
Sam hums, brushing his mouth along Dean’s jaw. “It’s over now. We’re both still here. As always.”
He can feel Dean swallow and draw in a shuddery breath before he allows, “Yeah. As always.” He chuckles but it’s devoid of humor. “Makes you wonder when our luck’s finally gonna run out.”
“It didn’t today,” Sam says, “That’s all I know.”
Dean nods against him and Sam notices the shiver, notices how cold Dean’s hands are, but he doesn’t say anything, just draws his leg up between both of Dean’s and turns his body more into his brother’s to wrap one arm around him.
Dean gives another shudder, length of his spine trembling under Sam’s fingertips but he lets himself be maneuvred, careful of Sam’s bandages and sinks into the embrace. His palm strokes under Sam’s T-shirt to rest on his belly, next to the wound.
Sam smiles as his eyes slide closed and he settles into the pillow, counting Dean’s breaths until he falls asleep.
Kansas, hi, ever thought about 20-year old Dean walking in on 16-year old Sammy getting fucked by one of Dean's(older and bigger) colleagues from auto shop Dean works at. And Sam'd look so small next to that guy. Dean'd be angry and so jealous and Sam'd be internally very happy about it because he wanted Dean for couple years now and he knew Dean wanted him back but didn't like that whole incest part of it. And maybe that moment would make Dean realize that he doesn't care about it and Sam's his
Couple panels at Seacon17 will be streamed live as well as SNS.
Of course Creation found a new way to squeeze the money out of fans. It’s not that expensive and I’m sure a lot of people will be happy to pay. I’d probably want to watch it in real time too instead of reading the tweets and waiting on videos. But.
I was both excited and “afraid" about Js’ panel. On one hand I can’t wait to finally see them being them but on the other it’s right after Padagirl. And now they announce it’s going to be streamed live? Shit, now I expect the worst. Which is very heavily bearded panel. Just to be clear I’m usually pretty indifferent to bearding. Yes, sometimes it irritates me when they go way overboard with it, but usually I just focus on them and the cute moments from their panels or whatever. They always let some truth shine through the bearding. It’s just… I miss them.
But hey, at least we’ll get new angle and high quality video of the main panel. And hopefully someone will record it and put it online asap (if anyone is planning on streaming it for free let me know please, I honestly admit I want to mooch off you) but I still hope for some nice videos from people in the audience though. They bring us so many sweet moments (and sometimes you can actually see it from two/three different angles which gives us an amazing view of all the heart eyes and whatnot; which I know you know but I just want to let those awesome people who record panels and share them with us to know that they are highly appreciated). Anyway, two more weeks!
What do you think? I just hope they’ll prove me wrong and J2 will be J2. Maybe if I set my expectations low, I won’t be disappointed.
@mooseintheocean I completely agree with everything you said. I would love to watch it live! And yes, I’m nervous about the level of bearding that will happen, but honestly it really hasn’t been too bad the last month. (At least, I was expecting it to be way worse.) So Jared talks about his new baby, which means he’ll probably have to talk about G. I’m just hoping the fans don’t ask too many family questions because, seriously, I hate those.
The worst thing that could happen (that won’t) is that G shows up to the con, but seeing as she will have just “given birth”, there’s no way…I mean, that would be ridiculous.
The Js have been so handsy and flirty and them this year and I really hope that momentum carries them through this con.
Wincest Writing Challenge: March/April | cinnamonanddean vs doctor--idiot vs mooseintheocean
Title: Stops My Heart
Prompt: hurt!Sam
Rating: G | Wordcount: 734 | AO3 Link here
Tags/Warnings: Tumblr Prompt, Song Lyrics, Hurt Sam, Hurt/Comfort, Episode: s11e17 Red Meat, Established Relationship, Wincest - Freeform, Non-Explicit, dying is just par for the course, poster boys for the unnatural order
Summary: It’s been a rough day, what with both of them dying. The last thing Dean wants is to talk about it.