7x18 Comment-fic Meme

[glovered]

Hello! lazy_daze and I have decided that the time for comment-fic is now. In this past episode, Sam and Dean get shwasted Dean says, "I miss these talks." However, we do not see said talk on-screen.

AND THUS, THE INCEPTION OF:

Pimp: <a href="http://glovered.livejournal.com/69377.html"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/PU5jY.jpg" border="0"></a> RULES: (you know how this works) 1. Be Nice To Each Other. 2. Prompts should in some way have to do with Sam and Dean drinking together, things covered in this scene, or things they haven't talked about in a while or something? I don't care too much, tbh. 3. Use any and all characters you want! (RPF welcome so long as it pertains to this scene) 4. Art is also welcome, of course. 5. Prompt with abandon and fill things, too!

Fills
Sam forgets how his inhibitions are lowered and really does tell Dean everything Hallucifer used to say, including the lewd comments about Dean. by runedgirl

Sam usually would never agree to let Dean fuck him in a back alley behind a bar but hey, he's drunk and so is Dean and it seems like a really good idea right now. by juice817

This kind of sloppy, wet making out is really good. And, it turns out, Sam is a mouthy, filthy little fucker when he's horny and wasted. by lazy_daze

Sam, Dean, and some drunk baking. I would imagine a lot more of the food would end up on the floor rather than in the oven, though. (first fill) by bertee

Sam, Dean, and some drunk baking. I would imagine a lot more of the food would end up on the floor rather than in the oven, though. (second fill) by glovered

There are a number of reasons they mututally agreed that getting drunk together was a bad idea. But Sam had sort of forgotten the exact kind of bad idea it was until the words 'body shots' came up. by runedgirl

The problem is, when Dean gets drunk he thinks all Sam's ideas are smart. Even when they're really, really not. by de_nugis

"My lips feel numb, Dean. Are your lips numb? Mine are really numb." by afattribble

Sam's big brother knows everything there is to know about anything. Also, he's always right. Also, all his ideas are flawless and need implementing. Immediately. by orbiting_saturn

Sam drunkenly decides it's time to confess that he dug Dean's amulet out of the trash can two years ago after Dean rashly discarded it. by verucasalt123

Sam is an affectionate, grabby, earnest drunk, all big dreams and world peace and "I just...I feel like everyone should just get along, Dean, y'know?" by tiptoe39

Dean goes on a tangent about Castiel's mouth. ...Dean slurs a bit and says something along the lines of "Christ, those fucking lips." by bertee

Filming scenes like this is a real hardship. (rpf?) by novella34

Sam gets climby when he's drunk, and Dean mostly follows him around in a grumpy stumble to make sure he doesn't hurt himself. by akadougal

Dean decides baby bro is old enough to have a beer. He didn't know it would hit him so hard. by obstinatrix

Dean decides to refill his flask with that awesome, and really expensive-looking, booze. He leaves the flask out, forcing ghost!Bobby to witness whatever shenanigans ensue. by salacious_newt

Sam gets all handsy and affectionate when he's drunk. Dean's too drunk to remember why he's not supposed to enjoy that. by lavishsqualor

Sam gets REALLY horny when drunk. It's a problem. by orbiting_saturn

Well isn't this just the prettiest mental picture that ever was! by glovered

drunk!Sam obsesses about Dean's freckles. Dean will have none of it, thank you, his freckles are not cute or pretty or precious, they are rugged and manly. (fill one!) by glovered

drunk!Sam obsesses about Dean's freckles. Dean will have none of it, thank you, his freckles are not cute or pretty or precious, they are rugged and manly. (fill two!) by oddishly

Tell me if I miss any, and have a good day!

Comments

good morning, I love you

[oddishly.livejournal.com]

Dean only looks up from his drink when he hears Sam saying his name from the bar. He's got some guy leaning into his side, head tipped to hear what Sam's saying.

"Dean," says Sam again. "That's his name."

"He's real pretty," says the guy. Dean wonders if he knows he's telling it to the whole bar, then decides he doesn't give a shit anyway and focuses on the curve of Sam's mouth instead. He's wearing the kind of disinterest that shrieks promise for later. Dean likes this disguise on Sam. He shifts in his seat, wanting to be able to pay attention to it.

"Real pretty," Sam agrees. He leans in a bit closer to his new friend and shapes his next words neatly for Dean to see. "You seen his mouth?"

"Oh yeah," says the guy. He's practically salivating. Sam's gonna have his drool all over him if he gets much closer.

Dean takes a drink of his beer then sets it back on the table, runs his tongue over his lips. Sam's eyes narrow and he tosses back half his own beer before leaning in again, this time flicking a finger Dean's way. "His fuckin' eyelashes, man." Dean flutters them. It's good cover for rolling his eyes. Sam thinks he's being funny.

The guy swallows loud enough that Dean can hear him from halfway across the room. "Eyelashes," he repeats intelligently. Dean sneaks a look sideways, wanting to enjoy the impatience as it sweeps across Sam's face, but he misses it.

"Nice ass, too, if you can get him off it."

"Yeah?"

Dean stays pointedly seated.

"Yeah." Sam's voice has taken on a rough quality that means he's forgotten he's talking to someone who isn't Dean. Dean smirks. Lightweight. "Round as a peach."

Sam shapes it out in the air with the hand not clutching his glass. This is a game, or Dean hopes it is, so he tries not to stare. Sam's friend doesn't.

Sam tilts his head to the side. "And," he says, "you think he looks good over there? You want to taste his skin. His fucking freckles."

Dean and his fucking freckles don't know what to make of that.

Sam continues. "They're so cute, man, they're precious. You should see him in summer, turns into a schoolgirl every year. Gets a whole face full. Wanna try counting 'em."

One look at the other guy tells Dean that Sam's the only one who wants to count his freckles.

"You wanna -- lick him up all over. See if the rest of him tastes any different."

"Different to --" starts the guy, sounding hopeful.

"His freckles," says Sam. Of course his freckles. Dean frowns and looks away, hoping for a mirror somewhere. Schoolgirl, what the fuck. Schoolgirls don't have the monopoly on freckles. See for instance: Dean.

"Oh," says the guy. He sounds disappointed. Dean smirks.

*

Ten minutes later, Dean gets his fingers in Sam's hair and with an effort drags his head up from the crook of his neck. He frowns, settling back a bit in Sam's lap and ignoring the not inconsiderable part of him that wants Sam's mouth right back where it was. And the sad little noise that Sam's new friend makes, still stood over by the bar. "Freckles."

"I like 'em."

"You don't say." Dean tightens his fingers. "I'm not a schoolgirl."

Sam smiles at him, gaze refocusing sloppily. "I'll put a dress on you next time. For authenticity."

"For authenticity," says Dean, "you should leave it off. I'm all man, baby. Freckles and everything. Freckles especially."

"Of course you are," says Sam. He returns his mouth to Dean's neck and gets started on another hickey. Christ.

Dean angles his head back to give Sam better access and decides not to argue it.

[glovered.livejournal.com]

"Dean and his fucking freckles don't know what to make of that." AND THEN "One look at the other guy tells Dean that Sam's the only one who wants to count his freckles."

Oh my gosh, I love fic where they realize that they may be somewhat alone in their obsession. Like, it's never crossed their mind that other people wouldn't share in it.

ALSO: CROSSDRESSING.

♥ ♥ ♥

[oddishly.livejournal.com]

HI ILU. YOU HUNG THE MOON DON'T SAY YOU DIDN'T; I'm totally onto you.

Also "ALSO: CROSSDRESSING" is the answer to all the things. I'm so glad you know that too. Starry eyes.

[orbiting-saturn.livejournal.com]

Yay! This was the perfect prompt for you to write. I saw it and thought of you. :)

[oddishly.livejournal.com]

I am beyond flattered. ♥♥♥