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Maybe demons (and my flist) can help me!
So, I'm in a weird state of writer's block right now, where I have lots of stuff to write (and all the ideas/plots/tools I need to write these things) but none of the words want to come out. I was trying to get inspiration, so I started thinking about the last episode, which led to me re-reading some of the more random stuff I've written exploring demons and the relationship to their vessels. I haven't written anything like that in a while (I've been happily immersed in J2 schmoop lol), so I figured that maybe dipping my toes back into it might help me break my mental deadlock.
So, my dear flist--go ahead and prompt me! Demon vessels, peripheral characters gen, rarepairs, horror, Dean-objectification, go wild! I can't promise anything, but at the very least one of you might be responsible for getting me out of my funk so I'll be ready to schmoop my brains out for
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ETA: Ack! My beautiful flisters and your wonderful ideas! So many amazing and inspiring ones so far ♥
So, my dear flist--go ahead and prompt me! Demon vessels, peripheral characters gen, rarepairs, horror, Dean-objectification, go wild! I can't promise anything, but at the very least one of you might be responsible for getting me out of my funk so I'll be ready to schmoop my brains out for
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ETA: Ack! My beautiful flisters and your wonderful ideas! So many amazing and inspiring ones so far ♥
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Also, I would love to read your take on one of the little girls Lilith takes over. Could be very dark.
I'm probably showing my ignorance here as I'm sure there's a wealth of stuff on the subject, but I've never read anything about Crowley's back story. Freshly harvested, Seventeenth Century tailor!Fergus and his enlarged peen might be fun to write huh? :D
OK - that's all I've got. Is that all just too vague? It's bed time, so excuse the lack of inspiration ;)
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Emma screams when Freckles nips at her finger.
“Oh, Emma, honey. You need to stay out of that poor dog’s face,” Grandpa clucks his tongue.
Freckles’ tail wags and Emma’s face burns.
“It’s not my fault!” Emma cries but Grandpa just pets Freckles instead.
I hate them, Emma thinks.
You hate them, the voice will say.
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Emma goes to Mandy’s birthday party on Saturday. The cake is vanilla. Emma hates vanilla.
“I want chocolate cake!” Emma stamps her foot.
“I’m so sorry,” Emma’s babysitter says to Mandy’s mother, embarrassed.
Mean old babysitter.
I hate her, Emma thinks.
You hate her, the voice will say.
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“You’re gonna get your dress dirty, silly goose,” Mommy tsks, lifting Emma in her arms.
Emma snuggles into her shoulder, her arms wrapped tight.
I don’t hate her, Emma thinks.
The voice is silent.
**
Emma’s dress gets very dirty.
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Everything is fixed now, honey, the voice in Emma’s head says.
The voice sounds like Cinderella's fairy godmother.
You are a special little girl, my darling. Just delicious.
Bibbidi-Bobbidi-
Maybe one day I will come back and visit, hmm?
Boo.
The bad man's coming now. Scream, little girl!
Emma screams when the bad man with the knife comes towards her and Mommy. The voice is gone now and Emma is sad, but Mommy is warm and smells like cake.
"No, please, stop," Mommy cries, big, wet tears dropping on Emma’s cheeks. Emma doesn’t like to see Mommy cry, so Emma presses her face into her neck to comfort her.
Mommy’s chest is heaving, but the bad man leaves and Emma lifts her face to give Mommy her biggest smile. Emma got a dollar from the tooth fairy for her last front tooth, but she heard stupid Grandpa telling Mommy that it was too much.
Emma giggles. Stupid Grandpa won't say anything anymore!
"Mommy, can I have some more cake? I'm so hungry."
Mommy cries harder but the voice isn't there to get mad at her.
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"Stupid Grandpa won't say anything anymore"
Brilliant, my darling!
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