Meme: Teasers!
Jan. 24th, 2015 08:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amberdreamsI can't resist... snagged from 
siennavie and sneakily changed from 'line' to snippet.
So that's a few of my WIPs - your turn!
When you see this, share 3 random snippets from 3 WIPs. These are all fics open on my laptop right now.
Snippet #1 for my super_disney
It was Castiel’s turn to interrupt. “Dean Winchester, if you do not shut up and co operate, believe me, the first thing I will tape up will be your mouth.”
Snippet #2 for sammyBB (posting 30th with absoloutely FABulous art by
chomaisky)
Dean unlocked the door with the big-ass old-fashioned key, and wouldn’t you fucking know it? Sam was right there, half naked with just a too-small motel towel round his waist. Probably used all the hot water, too. His brother stood in the middle of their badly-lit room with his back to the door, ignoring Dean.
Snippet #3 for genteensyBang
Standing in front of the green peeling paint of #401’s door, Gen almost chickened out of knocking. Although the stairwells and landings of Hetty Heights were relatively clean and happily free from the smell of piss – definitely a plus and one of the reasons Gen had taken the lease so readily – Seattle was a big city, full of unknown dangers. And Gen was one tiny out-of-towner, about to pick a fight with her closest neighbour on her first day.
Snippet #1 for my super_disney
It was Castiel’s turn to interrupt. “Dean Winchester, if you do not shut up and co operate, believe me, the first thing I will tape up will be your mouth.”
Snippet #2 for sammyBB (posting 30th with absoloutely FABulous art by
chomaisky)Dean unlocked the door with the big-ass old-fashioned key, and wouldn’t you fucking know it? Sam was right there, half naked with just a too-small motel towel round his waist. Probably used all the hot water, too. His brother stood in the middle of their badly-lit room with his back to the door, ignoring Dean.
Snippet #3 for genteensyBang
Standing in front of the green peeling paint of #401’s door, Gen almost chickened out of knocking. Although the stairwells and landings of Hetty Heights were relatively clean and happily free from the smell of piss – definitely a plus and one of the reasons Gen had taken the lease so readily – Seattle was a big city, full of unknown dangers. And Gen was one tiny out-of-towner, about to pick a fight with her closest neighbour on her first day.
So that's a few of my WIPs - your turn!