Happy Winchester Day!

[beanside]

So, in honor of Winchester Day (and because more than a couple people seem to want it), I'm going to ressurect the timestamp meme.

So, pick any fic of mine that you want to see more of, and tell me when you want it set. I'll do my best to give you a drabble or ficlet.

Comments

[tobemeagain.livejournal.com]

From a different entry *laugh* There's so much still to go on OBS, it's not even funny. Pick a POV and a timestamp, and i'll be happy to give you something.
6 months to 1 year later after With a sigh, Andrew snapped his cell phone shut. Then he looked to the sky, shaking his head. "You gave me all the idiots. And you could've warned me that your wrath has freckles." Which has to be one of the best line ever *thinks*
Dean POV... well I'd like Sam too, but that sounds greedy *shrugs, okay so I'm greedy*

[beanside.livejournal.com]

*laugh*

The door to the church slammed open under Dean's hand, revealing a startled Andrew, teetering on the edge of a pew as he stretched to replace a light bulb in the chandelier.

"Hey! When did you get back?"

Dean watched as he climbed down. "You son of a bitch," he hissed. "Did you think I wouldn't find out?"

"What's going on, Dean."

Before he could think about it, the Colt was steady in his hand, hammer cocked. "You've been using me. Fuck, I thought you were my friend! I thought you were human! And instead, you've been whoring me out to your demons. Must have thought it was pretty fucking funny, to watch Belial's hands on me."

"Dean, I-" Andrew broke off as Dean's hands slid around his throat, tightening.

[tobemeagain.livejournal.com]

OOOOHHHHH *sighs*
so cool, thank you. Of course I want more... teasers are so frusterating but so compelling too. Dean's hands slid around his throat, tightening. Of course my brain dove right for the kink and several very porny places *ahem... yeees? okay so I am totally blaming that on you now*
Loved this!