Three Types of Love

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THREE TYPES OF LOVE MEME

This meme deals with three types of love, angsty, sweet, and twisted! Please note that there are triggers abound!

- Post your characters and include preferences (if any!)
- Others reply.
- Go to RNG and enter numbers 1-3 to get a love type, then 1-12 to get a scene.
- Or go for the record and try to play 1 of each type of love!
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Comments

bad romance; 05?

[a_fatalist]

I think we covered this before, Dean. You're a prude. [unimpressed, and half-dressed and he doesn't care]

[samefivealbums]

[Dean was frozen, deer-in-headlights-style, standing with just a towel around his waist as he emerged from the shower. Abject terror clawed around in his chest as he struggled to keep steady. At least Sam wasn't in the room. He breathed out slowly.] And you're dead. Are we done stating the obvious?

[a_fatalist]

Aww.. act like you're not pleased to see me. [a slow once-over as he uncrosses his legs from the bed] Mm, but you look good.

[samefivealbums]

Which part am I supposed to be pleased about? The brain rape or the physical kind? [Vampire in the room? Check. Vampire weapons in the car trunk? Check. Why did life hate him?] A little out of your territory, aren't you?

[a_fatalist]

Maybe a taaaaaaad. Doesn't that say something about you? [oh, Dean. He's enjoying this]

[samefivealbums]

That my Winchester luck is still holding strong. [He took another slow breath.] What do you want, Damon?

[a_fatalist]

...It can't be you? [...he chuckles, the expression on his face enough] Aw. Are we surprised?

[samefivealbums]

Enlighten me. What do you think that says about me? [He swallowed. Glared a little.] Kinda figured you'd had your fun already.

[a_fatalist]

[chuckles] I never turn down an opportunity for round two.. and you were slightly memorable. For a Hunter.

[samefivealbums]

Lucky me. What happens if I refuse?

[a_fatalist]

Well... [he replies smoothly, hand curling slowly into his hair now. He's that close again...] I could make you.

[samefivealbums]

Yeah. I remember. [Holy fuck, did he remember. There were nights he still woke up in mid-flight, heart racing.] What are my odds of surviving, this time?

[a_fatalist]

Far as I can tell, Hunter - you're still solid. [his eyes darken] Pretty high. I may play with my food.. but I clean up. And, you're a little too pretty to waste. Like me.

[samefivealbums]

How flattering. [Dean made a concerted effort not to look at his eyes this time. 'Cause that had ended so well for him last time.] Isn't there anyone more interesting you could be tormenting right now?

[a_fatalist]

You're in the closest vicinity. [he growls, low] And you smell good...

[samefivealbums]

[It was never comfortable when a vampire said you smelled good. Dean swallowed hard and attempted to keep his voice steady.] What are you going to do?