Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar


I feel a bit like the girl in this picture, waiting for someone to come join her for a nice diner breakfast. Or in my case, ficcage. I want to write stuff, people. Please tell me what to write. And anyone else who might want to write is also welcome to join in.

(But mostly: prompt me, dammit.)


  • snippet: Aftermath

    The thing about angel-healing is that sometimes the mind and body remember that the injury should be there. Dean’s never seemed quite as…

  • fic fragment: thus endeth the fluff

    They sleep in the tent head-to-toe, like when they bed down in the car; at some point while Sam was hiking, Dean turned his pile of tangled bedding…

  • fic fragment: hello hello hello hello

    Continuing on from last week's snippet... The beer's warm and the rim of the mouth slightly sticky with Dean's saliva, but Sam downs…

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