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rionaleonhart) wrote2008-06-13 09:55 am
rionaleonhart) wrote2008-06-13 09:55 am
"Shut Up, Dean. At Least I'm Not A Girl This Time."
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nomelon's birthday yesterday (happy birthday! sorry it's late!), and therefore today's fanwork theme is 'TEENY TINY SAM WINCHESTER AND/OR JARED PADALECKI'. Because you can never have enough! I say 'fanwork' rather than 'photomanip' because you are not confined to merely posting photomanips in the comments (although obviously it would be great if you did); fic or fanart or, I don't know, DRAMATIC SONGS are also welcome! Nobody is going to be fussy when it comes to miniaturised Sam Winchester.
You may miniaturise other characters insteadbut why would you want to?. And, er, putting them on Dean's shoulder is not compulsory, in case you were wondering. Of course, if you feel particularly compelled to put tiny characters from completely unrelated series on Dean Winchester's shoulders for some reason, you may.
nomelon's birthday yesterday (happy birthday! sorry it's late!), and therefore today's fanwork theme is 'TEENY TINY SAM WINCHESTER AND/OR JARED PADALECKI'. Because you can never have enough! I say 'fanwork' rather than 'photomanip' because you are not confined to merely posting photomanips in the comments (although obviously it would be great if you did); fic or fanart or, I don't know, DRAMATIC SONGS are also welcome! Nobody is going to be fussy when it comes to miniaturised Sam Winchester.You may miniaturise other characters instead
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Combining obsessions.
Yep, boobies. Dean wasn't up to checking her pants yet. Too depressing.
She groaned. "This could not be any worse."
"Yes it could," Sam's voice piped up.
"Sammy?" Dean looked around. "Where are you, and do you have a camera? Because if you take pictures, I will kill you."
Sam crawled out from behind a brick. "I don't have a camera. I couldn't lift one."
Dean looked down at Sam. And laughed.
"See?" said Sam. "I told you it could be worse."
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"Dean, stop it."
Dean didn't stop fondling her own breasts. "Why?"
"Because it's creepy You shouldn't even have boobs, let alone be groping them!"
"You're just jealous." Dean didn't look up. "Face it, Sammy. Some people are luckier than others."
"Lucky?" Sam turned away in disgust and started pacing the desk.
"Yeah. I mean I got boobies to play with. You got to be small enough to bathe in the sink. Who got the better deal?"
Sam knew there had to be a good answer to that, but he couldn't think of one. He settled for sulking instead.
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Sam suspected that the stretch where Dean locked herself in the bathroom and made prolonged and enthusiastic moaning noises would give him nightmares for the rest of his life.
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"Looking for this?" Bela dangled the charm.
"Give me that!" Dean made a grab.
Bela stepped back. "Easy. You want it, you're going to have to earn it."
"How is that?" Dean asked. She carefully avoided looking at Sam, who was sneaking up behind Bela, trying to work out of it would be a better idea to climb her leg, or just tie her shoes together and make her trip.
"Three words." Bela smiled. "Hot lesbian sex."
Dean grinned so hugely that it looked like the top of her head was ready to come off. "Okay, I take back everything I said about the matriarchy people!"
"Matriarchs," Sam corrected, earning a surprised look from Bela.
"Whatever, dude. The point is, they rock!"
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Sam sat in the bathroom with his fingers in his ears. It didn't help as much as he'd hoped. Dean was apparently a screamer, a bit of information that may have permanently killed Sam's sex drive.
Eventually, he went back to normal size. It wasn't as comforting as he thought it would be.
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Except in fic I don't write, where Girl!Dean is nearly always raped by someone, pregnant by someone, and a massive angstbucket. Er, in a completely different way from how regular Dean is a massive angstbucket. The non-repressing-and-hitting-people way. Which is no fun.
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I've done a complete one-eighty on the Dean/Bela thing; when I first heard about her, I feared they'd shove the ship down our throat and was like "Dean/Bela, augh!" Then very nearly the opposite happened, and I'm starting to like the ship. Both the "Dean gets somehow turned into a woman" version, and the regular one.
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Sam is probably telling Jo to shoot Dean for mocking him.
The first meeting of the 'Help, My Love Interests Keep Dying' support group did not go well. After this, they made it a rule not to meet at the SGC.
And after Sam Winchester saw what went on at the 'Help, I Keep Dying And Coming Back To Life' support group, they decided not to meet at the Torchwood Hub either, much to the chagrin of Sam Carter and Tosh, who quite liked what went at the other support group.
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And teeny!Sam on Jo's shoulder also has a teeny!gun of his own. Obviously.
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And your icon kind of freaks me out.
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I need to find a way to shrink my giant sized brother...
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Dean Winchester was rummaging through the dust covered collection of... well... stuff while Sam sat on top of a box sulking.
"This is all your fault, Dean, I mean if you hadn't been so busy hitting on that barmaid, Bela wouldn't have been able to steal our hex bags AND THEN you had to go piss off that Trickster..."
Dean surfaced from another box with some doll's clothing "Check it out Sammy, found some clothes that might fit"
Tiny Sam made his tiny bitch face, "Dean, how is that funny?"
"I'd say it was pretty lucky actually. Means I get a decent night's sleep without you and your Sasquatch feet kicking me in the night... although tiny you is more whiny than normal". Sam glared at Dean, "when I get back to normal height, I'm so kicking your ass for this. It's SO your fault, I look like a freak"
"Aw, quit bitchin', Sam" Dean picked up a small cupboard, "Hey, Sam.. this look familar? ... smells funky.. like hoodoo, or just... old". Sam looked puzzled. Then it clicked.
"Do you remember that story about the kid with the cupboard that brings his toys to life?"
"The Indian in the Cupboard? I thought that was just BS?"
"No Dean, there are plenty of legends about enchanted objects that can bring to life inanimate objects and vice versa"
"Whatever, dork" Dean teased "although..." He grabbed Sam by the collar of his tiny shirt and Sam started to wriggle. "Only one way to find out"
"DEAN! I swear if you don't put me down RIGHT NOW!!!" Sam's flailing continued as Dean dropped him into the cupboard, laughing. "DEAN! Don't YOU DARE shut that door! Oh shit!"
Dean shut the door with a click, opened it again and was rather suprised to see a tiny, plastic, superbly detailed Sam standing on the shelf with a tiny enraged expression on its tiny face. Laughing, Dean picked up the action figure Sam and, dropping it into his pocket started leafing through the stack of Tijuana Bibles he had unearthed earlier.
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(Ok longer than I expected, and still crap. But you know that Dean would rather been reading Ye Olde Porne. I have no idea why I thought of the Indian in the Cupboard tbh...
Need to start writing properly or stuff like THIS happens! LOL)
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AND I JUST NOTICED YOU HAVE A TEENY WEENY SAM TAG. THIS IS MARVELLOUS.
Sorry for the ten million edits but clearly I am forgetful today and CANNOT SPELL.
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You're very welcome! (I don't know why I didn't think of this before. Create a photomanip post for someone's birthday, and my friendslist will create presents on my behalf! It is brilliant. And also appallingly exploitative. But mostly brilliant.)
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Someone should make a HSM crossover manip with Teeny Sam looking terrified because they're about ten giants are stomping around on stage.
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:D?
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Anyway, we thought a bunch of goths may have accidentally stumbled onto a big supernatural something-or-other, so Dean had to infiltrate the goths. He didn't like it; Dream-Dean does not like goths. He got the look down, and actually looked pretty good (I suspect Sam may have been responsible for getting Dean to wear eye makeup), but personality-wise, he was the least convincing goth ever. The other goths were some dippy guy played by Ashton Kucher, and a slightly-less-dippy blonde girl.
Sam and I got sent to investigate an attic, and found a children's book of pure evil. Which was bad, because I opened it, which you're really not supposed to do with children's books of pure evil. In my defense, it didn't exactly say "The Children's Book of Pure Evil" on the front or anything.
Anyways, bad guys turned up. Also space aliens. Fortunately, Dean had gotten away from the dippy goths, and was there as well, so we could all flee for our lives together. We ran for the Impala, but for some stupid reason, it was parked at the bottom of this hill, like six blocks away. Dean and Sam took off like a couple of sprinters, but I run slow and the bad guys were catching up. I kept trying to make myself teleport to the Impala with mind-powers, but that didn't work. It did cause me to levitate, which was good, because the bad guys had nearly grabbed me.
I levitated my way down to the Impala. For some reason, I kept trying to teleport myself with my mind, and kept being puzzled that I couldn't do that. When we all got to the Impala, Dean freaked out about me suddenly and inexplicably being able to levitate. He started yelling at me, but the bad guys were close and we all piled into the Impala and drove away.
I figured if anyone would be interested, you would.