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ʙᴇᴄᴋʏ ʀᴏsᴇɴ ( ❤ ) sᴀᴍ ɢɪʀʟ ([personal profile] samlicker81) wrote in [community profile] metrops2013-06-07 04:11 pm

( becky rosen open post )



BECKY ROSEN
CARVER EDLUND'S #1 FAN


leave a prompt, lyric, quote, picture, video, kink, etc.

feel free to request aus, canons, game!verses, etc.

can be gen or smut i'm cool with just about everything
(but please specify if smut)

no literally anything goes

LET'S DO THIS


mulletrock: (normal: plaid)

you don't know me. but hi.

[personal profile] mulletrock 2013-06-07 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)






If I die and go to hell real soon,
it will appear to me as this room.
And for eternity I'd lay in bed
in my boxers, half stoned,
with the pillow under my head.

I'd be chatting on the interweb;
maggots pray upon the living dead.
I had no interest in the things she said.
On the phone every day,
I'll permanently hit the hay hay.

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.



eyeofthetiger: (Default)

[ prompt ] because I'm too lazy to hunt up pictures/gifs or any of that other stuff /o/

[personal profile] eyeofthetiger 2013-06-07 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Dean may not be the brightest tool in the shed, but even Dean can be forgiven if he happened to forget the town Becky hailed from. So, it's definitely his surprise when he walks into a diner to fetch food for him and Sam after a long day out on the road and then sees Becky sitting at the counter.

Of course, he can't exactly cut and run because the waitress is already there, asking if he'd like to take a seat or place an order. And he's just hoping Becky doesn't hear him answer. ]
eyeofthetiger: (shifty eye goofy look)

[personal profile] eyeofthetiger 2013-06-15 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ his extreme distaste at seeing her again is evident as he shies away from every prod and sly, secret grin she throws at him. It makes him half ill just thinking of what's running through that crazy head of her. ]

Uh... Sam ain't exactly here at the moment, but if you want, I can always slip him your number.

[ and he'll just kindly avoid that other little question but having Becky hanging off every word is certainly not what he needed on this job. He's had enough dealing with the idiot ghostfacers. ]
satanschoice: (not good [worry])

[personal profile] satanschoice 2013-06-09 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)


OOC: Have an image to go off of instead, idek! 8D
godsprophet: (What would you ask...)

I couldn't think of an prompt so.. have a picture instead? OTL I can change it if you want me to!

[personal profile] godsprophet 2013-06-10 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
tokenhuman: (ouch)

[personal profile] tokenhuman 2013-12-21 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
[It sounds absurd, but it's entirely possible that Richard wouldn't have even known somebody was at the door if Click didn't go crazy barking. He's so engaged in what he's doing that he's pretty lucky he's managed to eat at least once in two days, let alone go outside or sleep.]

[There are books in three languages spread out across the bed, the laptop is running about 18 tabs of firefox alongside Richard's experimental translation software, and all the empty space is full of gingerbread houses and post-it notes. The floor is littered with cans of red bull and there are more gingerbread houses on the chairs, the desk, absolutely everywhere. His phone has been out of battery for well over 12 hours.]

[Along with the barking, there's the sound of tripping and metal clanging before Richard makes it to the door. He has dark bags under his eyes, he smells strongly of red bull, his clothes haven't been changed in two days, but hey, he's not dead. Click growls from behind his master's legs, ears pushed back, but doesn't try anything further.]


B-becky?

[Richard blinks hard, then rubs roughly at his eyes.]

You-- okay, wow, you look really cute in that.

[He shakes his head lightly and groans.]

Wait, shit. What're you doing here? Did-- shit, I haven't charged my phone in over a day, did Garth send you?