for energybar } { happy birthday, dean winchester

[hasperkynipples]

Tuesday is this loser's birthday:



And instead of doing a post in all his verses because that would take forever, we're consolidating them here, to be linked to their appropriate verses as we see fit. Good times.

ON YOUR MARK, GET SET, GO.

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[evilslutvampire]

You really should learn to be more polite, Dean. Especially those who come bearing gifts.

[Cue the producing of a cupcake with a little unlit candle on top.]

[hasperkynipples]

[eyebrow raise]

What's that for?

[evilslutvampire]

Don't tell me you've forgotten your own birthday.

[hasperkynipples]

... Is that today?

[evilslutvampire]

January twenty-fourth.

[Out comes the lighter. As soon as the candle has its flame, she reaches through the window to offer him his cupcake.]

Make a wish.

[hasperkynipples]

[takes the cupcake from her with a pause, before shrugging, and blowing out the candle]

Happy birthday to me.

[evilslutvampire]

Are you going to tell me what you wished for?

[hasperkynipples]

You're old enough. You should know better than to ask that.

[evilslutvampire]

Well, if you wished for birthday sex, it might just come true.

[Katherine is nothing if not straightforward.]

[hasperkynipples]

[and it's one of the things Dean is reluctant to admit he likes about her]

You're not going to buy me a hooker, are you?

[evilslutvampire]

[reaches out to brush her fingertips along his jawline]

Why would I rob myself of the pleasure?

[hasperkynipples]

[holds up a finger as he glares at her]

I never said anything about that.

[evilslutvampire]

[There's a small smirk. He's not really protesting either, and in her mind, that means something. It lasts a few seconds before her tone shifts to something flippant yet commanding.]

Eat your cupcake.

[hasperkynipples]

[nope. He will not go easily]

What kind is it, anyway?

[evilslutvampire]

[Oh, she doesn't think it'll be easy...but it's possible.

She shrugs a little.]

Just ordinary yellow cake. Nothing special.

[hasperkynipples]

How sweet.

[can you hear the sarcasm?]

[evilslutvampire]

I made you a pie too, but if I gave it to you now, what would you have to look forward to?

[hasperkynipples]

[a look]

You made me a pie.

[evilslutvampire]

Mhm.

[hasperkynipples]

Is it safe to eat?

[evilslutvampire]

[ Here is the most innocent face she can make. ]

Dean, don't you trust me?

[hasperkynipples]

Not even a little.

[alphabetworks]

[ There's a short pause, as if she might actually hurt. If she is, she recovers very quickly. ]

Eat your cupcake.

[hasperkynipples]

[And he will. Very pointedly, in fact. Om nom cupcake.]

[alphabetworks]

[ A dramatic sigh. ]

You're so cute when you're annoyed.