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Tuesday: Texts From Last Night
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morlockiness back for another day of prompting and writing.
Today's theme is Texts From Last Night. Fret not, for the prompts don't have to be taken from that site (they can be texts of your own creation, a scenario where a text would be appropriate, etc), but wouldn't it be more fun if they were? Plenty of opportunity for allowing our favorite characters to party, toke up, complete a walk of shame, and let their friends know in a succinct message.
As always, keep the rules in mind:
+ No more than 5 prompts in a row, and no more than 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers a prompt, you can prompt again.
+No spoilers in your prompts for at least 1 week after original air/publication date. If there are spoilers in your story, please warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.
+For the sake of your monkeys, please format your prompts correctly. For example:
Skins, Sid/Tony, "easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do."
Crossovers:
Heroes/Star Trek XI, Claire/McCoy, "It's a shame that I don't know his last name. Actually, it's an ever bigger shame that I don't know his first name"
theme=textsfromlastnight
morlockiness back for another day of prompting and writing. Today's theme is Texts From Last Night. Fret not, for the prompts don't have to be taken from that site (they can be texts of your own creation, a scenario where a text would be appropriate, etc), but wouldn't it be more fun if they were? Plenty of opportunity for allowing our favorite characters to party, toke up, complete a walk of shame, and let their friends know in a succinct message.
As always, keep the rules in mind:
+ No more than 5 prompts in a row, and no more than 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers a prompt, you can prompt again.
+No spoilers in your prompts for at least 1 week after original air/publication date. If there are spoilers in your story, please warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.
+For the sake of your monkeys, please format your prompts correctly. For example:
Skins, Sid/Tony, "easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do."
Crossovers:
Heroes/Star Trek XI, Claire/McCoy, "It's a shame that I don't know his last name. Actually, it's an ever bigger shame that I don't know his first name"
theme=textsfromlastnight
Hope this is okay
Sam's not entirely sure how he ended up alone in the motel room. It all happened kind of fast - Dean declared he was going to go grab them take-out, and it sort of went without saying that Cas was going since Dean was going, and then somehow Gabriel invited himself along too on the basis that he wouldn't know what he wanted until he got there, and they'd get his order wrong anyway...
It's been a while since Sam was just... on his own (and not having to deal with some sort of massive internal or external crisis). He's happily considering all the things he can do with a whole quiet half-hour when his phone pings.
He sighs. If he's lucky, it's Dean with some rudely-phrased question about the salad he asked for. If he's unlucky, it's someone with a crisis.
It's neither.
GABRIEL: how do you stand it?
For a moment, Sam contemplates ignoring him - a whole half-hour! All to himself! - but he's pretty sure Gabriel will just keep texting him until he responds. Plus, even against his better judgment, even though he knows it's what Gabriel wants, he kind of has to ask--
SAM: what?
GABRIEL: your love-sick brother. MY love-sick brother. they're making ME sick.
SAM: welcome to my life
GABRIEL: this is unbelievable
GABRIEL: Their bromance is so intense that they don't even eye-fuck when they see each other....they eye-make-love.
SAM: eye-fuck? thanks for that image dude
SAM: that horrifyingly accurate image
GABRIEL: srsly, how do they not just walk into things all the time?
SAM: ikr? if they get any worse, im not letting Dean drive anymore when Cas is in the car
GABRIEL: LOL
GABRIEL: good luck with that
SAM: i could take him
GABRIEL: i'm sure you could, you big strong manly man, but then Cas would smite the crap out of you for beating up his boyfriend
GABRIEL: how have they not progressed to actual fucking yet?
SAM: sure they havent?
GABRIEL: definitely not. i'd know.
SAM: magic angel sense?
GABRIEL: no, Cas just wouldn't have that giant neon LOOK AT ME, I'M A VIRGIN sign painted on his back any more
SAM: LOL
SAM: youre a terrible brother
GABRIEL: i'm an AWESOME brother
GABRIEL: i'm going to get my bro laid. isn't that what awesome brothers do
SAM: wish i was there
GABRIEL: WHY?????
SAM: b/c youre about to say something incredibly inappropriate and i want to see their faces
GABRIEL: aw. for you Sam, i'll wait til we get back
SAM: youre all heart
Sam waits, but Gabriel doesn't respond. Maybe he's distracted by his probably very complicated dinner order, or maybe he's gone back to goggling at Cas and Dean and the rampant sexual tension between them (which Gabriel has apparently just noticed - though to be fair, that still puts him ahead of Dean and Cas).
Sam checks the phone one last time, then tosses it on the bed and looks around the empty room. Suddenly, a half an hour feels like a really long time.
Re: Hope this is okay
Re: Hope this is okay