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Happy Halloween!

In honor of All Hallow's Eve, I'm inviting trick-or-treaters to my 'door.' Comment "trick-or-treat" to this post and...well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, one sentence fics, graphics, a few words why I'm glad to have you on my flist, etc. etc.).



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Oct. 31st, 2013 02:11 pm (UTC)
Trick or treat! Happy Halloween, hon!
Oct. 31st, 2013 03:06 pm (UTC)
Trick or treat!
Oct. 31st, 2013 07:09 pm (UTC)
Trick-or-treat! :)
Nov. 16th, 2013 04:49 pm (UTC)
So I tried to write you a drabble about Gen for a treat, and I failed miserably and ended up writing a very long fic instead. Please feel no obligation whatsoever to read it, and have a life-ruining photoset from Tumblr as well. Happy Halloween, very belatedly! :)
Nov. 16th, 2013 08:08 pm (UTC)
Thank you for the absolutely delightful story, and the life-ruining photoset is the icing on the delightful-cake! <3
Nov. 17th, 2013 02:27 am (UTC)
You are so welcome! ♥
Oct. 31st, 2013 07:15 pm (UTC)
Trick or Treat. What a cool idea. Happy Halloween!
Oct. 31st, 2013 09:11 pm (UTC)

(Check it out, I'm dressed as a swanky Victorian vampire lady who has visions.)
Nov. 1st, 2013 11:09 pm (UTC)
(Well, since I'm dressed as British Catwoman, we should definitely team up. Your visions can point me toward all the best occult items to steal, and when those pesky hunter brothers come after you, I'll distract them. I'm quite good at yanking the older one's chain.)

Your treat (or maybe trick; I think this is at least half trick):

“What happened to the hounds? Decided you wanted to be the only bitch in Hell?”

His bravado only makes Abaddon smile, and that smile makes him strain even harder against the chains that bind him to the chair, even though he knows it’s useless, even though he’s going to pull something soon and he really doesn’t need any self-inflicted injuries on top of the ones she’s going to deal out.

She glances at the beast standing next to her, a monster he doesn’t recognize but can tell isn’t a hound. It’s the size of a big dog, but it definitely looks more like a cat. If cats were blue.

“They’re around,” says Abaddon. “Collecting souls. Earning their keep. One of my up-and-comers is a cat person; this is her find. It’s a…special breed. If you miss the hounds, though, I can bring some in. I’m sure they’ll love a bite when I start cutting things off.”

“Fuck you,” he spits, and looks at Sam, chained up next to him, so that he doesn’t have to look at her.

Sam looks back at him dully.

Dean’s stomach drops- his stomach fucking dissolves. They’re trapped in Hell, and Zeke’s gone, and he can’t tell if Sam is just woozy and out of it and probably angry at him or if Sam is out of it.

“Sammy, we’re gonna get out of here,” he hears himself say, thankfully with none of the panic that he's fighting to tamp down. “We’re gonna get out and we’re gonna kill her.” He swings back to Abaddon, teeth bared. “You hear that? We’re gonna kill you.”

Abaddon’s grin turns as wide as a Jack-o’-Lantern’s: eager and greedy, like he’s the main course at a feast and she can’t wait to tear into him. It turns his spine cold, like there’s an icicle scraping down it.

“You don’t actually believe that, Dean.”

He’s proud that he manages to look her in the eye; the fuck if he’s gonna give an inch, especially in front of Sammy. “Yeah, I do.”

The cat-beast cocks its head. “Lying.”
Nov. 1st, 2013 11:26 pm (UTC)
OH MY GOSH. That is the most perfect kind of perfect thing. EEEEEEE. Lying Cat is such a game-ender. And I see you there, sneaking Bela in in the background - a cat person, indeed.

THIS IS SO PERFECT. You have to post it somewhere. Like to AO3.
Nov. 2nd, 2013 12:37 am (UTC)
:DDD I'm glad you like. Moi, sneak in Bela?!? That doesn't sound like me at all.
Nov. 1st, 2013 12:30 am (UTC)
Trick or Treat!
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