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Thursday - Holidays

This is my last day as guest hostess, and I just want to say thanks so much for playing along! It's been a fun week!

Today's theme is - holidays!

Leave a prompt of something associated with a holiday - it can be an acutal day on the calendar or a well deserved vacation.

Please be kind to the Code Monkeys and remember the posting format: Your Fandom or Crossover, Your Pairing, "Your prompt". One prompt per comment.

Examples:

Supernatural, Sam/Jess, Halloween costumes

Firefly, Kaylee/Simon, day at the beach

RPS, Jeff/Jensen/Jared, green beer

More than one writer can respond to a prompt. You may leave more than one prompt, and you can answer your own prompts. And, if today's prompts are not up your alley, check out the Lonely Prompts and take one home!

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alldunn
Feb. 5th, 2009 04:54 pm (UTC)
SPN, Sam/Dean, Mardi Gras
darkhavens
Apr. 7th, 2009 08:26 pm (UTC)
SPN, Sam/Dean, Mardi Gras: "Mardi Gras"
Well, this is a little bit too late for actual Mardi Gras, but I hope you still enjoy it. It's another peek into the Medlar!verse, starring demon!Sam and evil!Dean, but if you don't care how they turned to the dark side, and what else they've been upto, you don't need to read the others to enjoy this one. (Medlar: a fruit which is ripened by its own corruption.)

Warnings/Squicks: AU, immolation, mind-control, off-screen probable non-con, non-graphic mention of underage sex, mild references to drug abuse and child prostitution, adult sex on a carnival float. Demon!Sam and evil!Dean.

Mardi Gras

The celebrations are already in full swing when they arrive. The music is so loud it makes their bones hum. The air is redolent with the scents of sex and booze, of sweat and candy, of beignets and barbecue sauce. The streets are swarming with a chaotic blend of barely-clothed, fantastically costumed party people, blasé locals and wide-eyed, camera-toting tourists.

It's a smorgasbord of untold delights and delectations.

It's Mardi Gras.

#

Their first plaything is selected by Dean. She's small and tan, with long, dark hair, darker eyes and full lips. She's not Ruby, but she's similar enough that Sam gets the point immediately.

Dean's possessive and he doesn't like to share. When he'd found out that Sam was spending time with Ruby while he was dangling from meat-hooks like a side of beef, slowly roasting in hell, he'd been pissed. It didn't matter that Sam had learned a lot of new tricks under her tutelage, or that he'd sent her off to Dallas the day Dean came back. She'd been there when he hadn't; had given comfort and aid and who knows what else to Sam, and that… wasn't acceptable and would not be forgiven.

Understanding Dean's motives, Sam reaches out and cranks her libido up so high her superego can't hope to keep control. He lets her id loose – the tiny proto-demon that exists in the hearts and minds of every living human on the planet. And then he gives her a mental push towards the gang of youths gathered on the nearest street corner. She peels clothing off with every step.

The boys show their appreciation for the unexpected show with shrill whistles that barely reach the ears of their benefactors. They can't seem to believe their luck when she drapes herself around the closest, smallest of the boys and starts to grind and moan.

Sam doesn't bother to watch her go, he's already towing Dean through the crowds on the lookout for another toy – a substitute for him. It takes him an hour, two beers and a bagful of sugar-dusted, deep-fried goodness to find the right one, and then suddenly there he is, shimmying in place on a slow-moving, gaudy, rainbow float. The eyes are the same and the wings are… Well, okay, the wings are rainbow too, which in no way resembles his appearance, but they’re wings, and that's enough.

Full story here


Edited at 2009-04-07 08:27 pm (UTC)

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