it's raining so, of course, it's meme time!

[brokentoy]

I'm bored. it's raining, and I'm bored. 

It might be redundand but it doesn't make it any less true, so here I'm stealing this from obstinatrix to pass the time.

ah! and if by any chance one of you knows of a HS AU fic with some Cas/Jimmy twincest action with Dean thrown in for good measure, please, I beg you, I've been looking for that fir so long I'm afraid I'll end up cross-eyed for ever. 

Write the first couple of sentences of/summarise the set-up for a fic. I will then reply to your comment and tell you what happens next. If you want to reply back to me, go for it. If someone else wants to reply to me/you/someone else/Billie Jean/Jensen Ackles, this will have been a shockingly successful made-up meme that is also cool. :)


I'm more used to the Dean/Cas pairing, but if you're not afraid of the unexpected outcome you can throw anything else my way; you know, just to test myself or something. 

Comments

[wolfrider89.livejournal.com]

Dean has to say he's a bit surprised. First of all, this looks nothing like the tower rooms in the fairy tales. There are no wafting curtains or vines covering the windows, the walls aren't gently rounded, there's no four-poster bed in the middle of the room heaped with flowers and sunshine.

Secondly, he was kind of expecting a chick.

(IDEK where this came from. Hope you can do something with it. :) Also, I HAVE read a Cas/Jimmy twincest fic... It even had Dean thrown in, but I have no idea where I found it. Sorry.)

[brokentoy.livejournal.com]

Instead here he is in a room full of books and calculus instruments and with a young man gently snoring in a huge, sturdy wooden bed.

This isn't exactly how he imagined things to happen.

They said it was supposed to be a princess, right? Someone named Cass, Cassie or something! He is sure of this. Bobby translated the book on the legend, and Bobby never makes any mistakes...well, at least not if he's sober...Now, was Bobby sober when he sent him into this quest?

Dean doesn't know and, frankly, doesn't even care by this point. He's here now and he'll do his job. He's a prince, goddamn it, and a prince is never afraid to do is duty!

And that is why he finds himself leaning over the body, mentally prepping himself, and ready to go.

The man looks relaxed in sleep, pale-faced and yes, Dean supposes, quite handsome. He wonders who he is and what he's done to end up like this, if the stories still apply since he's obviously not a woman.

He wonders this and many other inconsequential things, mainly just to distract himself as he gradually leans down, and as his lips press down on the still, yet warm, lips, he finds he's out of thoughts for the moment.

Nothing happens, not right away, and he's ready to break away when he starts to feel something creeping up his back. As the lips under his open and he meets a timid tongue, warm and wet and delicately eager, he realizes those are arms and he's being hugged tight to this body.

The body of a man. Not a girl.

'Ohhh well,' he thinks, and dives further into the kiss.

[brokentoy.livejournal.com]

I actually found the twincest I was looking for (after long hours of research!) and if you're interested here it is: http://skullage.livejournal.com/18900.html#cutid1 :D it's hot and I highly recommend it :D