Title: Of Straw Wrappers and Seedy Motels Character(s): Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff Pairing(s): Clint/Pietro (Hawkeye/Quicksilver) Word Count: ~2500 Rating: Meh, I'd say PG-13 for the sexual references Disclaimer: Marvel owns anything recognizable. I just muck with it for fun. Author's Notes/Warnings: No warnings in particular other than the quite obvious one of: SLASH. I'd also ...
...,” Sam says before Dean even opens his mouth. “Or Excalibur.” Dean grumbles. They wind up getting a room at Mandalay Bay. Dean finds it a bit of a disappointment. The room could be in any of the motels he stayed in with Sam as a kid. The only difference is they have to keep the curtains drawn against the desert sun. When they head down to the casino and Dean sits down at a Craps Table, Sam ...
... been alone before—even when Dad had been gone for days or weeks on a hunt, Dean had always looked after Sam. Now with Sam at college, the atmosphere in the car, on the job, and in motels was a little weird compared to before, but at least Dad was there . Dean wondered whether this trip was really for his benefit, or whether his father had just gotten sick of constantly having him around. He ...
..., but they simply don’t have time to clean properly anymore. Hygiene? There is no such word in their vocabularies when on tour. This is why showers become things of ecstasy. Occasionally they stop at motels for the nights when they have multiple shows in one state and these become their only moments to clean properly. Jonghyun, however, had decided in the midst of his battle with Kibum that he ...
...around from behind the door and after several moments of silence there was a triumphant laugh. "Knew it!" Emerging back into the main room, Dean held up one of the small bottles of conditioner that the motels occasionally offered. Sam sighed as he felt relief wash over him. "Better than nothing. Now get the hell back over here and fuck me." "Bossy, bossy." Crawling up toward him from the end of...
... lovely people be able to do the following: - give us good directions from penn station to crazy donkey? - drive us from penn station to crazy donkey? [gas money will be included] - recommend some cheap hotels/motels in the area? - tell us of any all night/24 hour diners/coffee shops we can go be homeless in for the night? - party with us all night/house us for the night? thank you and may a ...
.... They trade it instead for bad television and cheap takeout and hours chasing their headlights down the highway. * They stop somewhere in eastern Washington state, a town that isn't big enough even for shitty motels. Dean notices the place only for the local beer and the way everyone around them seems to be able to sleep. And for Sam's hands. They're more frantic now, weathered palms, rough ...
...to pack. He'd been quicker packing in the dark when he only had meager possessions. His life no longer existed in just a duffel bag or two. He had fluffy bath sheets because he'd been denied that comfort in motels. It was the little things that he'd gone without, the ones he'd known about and those he hadn't, that he'd made sure to purchase. He wasn't a hunter anymore and he never would be. When ...
... city's layout well enough for the kid's address to be any use, but she'd eventually made her way here. And gotten a good feel for the city as she did. The hotel was big...bigger then the motels she usually crashed in. It looked like once it'd been a pretty damn snazzy place, but like the rest of this hell hole (and, she had come to decided that was a damn good description), it had fallen into ...
