the IC Wishes meme

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the IC Wishes meme



When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

What to do

★ Post with your character! DO NOT put their name and canon in the header. Instead put a wish they might like to have fulfilled.
Examples: I'd like a cupcake | I want to be a doctor when I grow up | I wish someone would do my homework for me

★ Look around at the wishes of other characters! If you see one your character can either fulfill, help with, or at least offer encouragement or advice for... tag them!

Comments

[broil]

Who says you're the only one I go to when I'm hungry?

[Do you feel even less special now? Because that was the aim.]

[serialized]

[ It would've worked better earlier or if he wasn't so annoyed already, but judging from the look he gives Petre, it does still get to him even if he can tell that was the point. ]

Okay. See you whenever you remember I exist.

[broil]

Or whenever you figure out a way to get rid of me.

[he's not entirely stupid.]

[serialized]

[ He drops his gaze again. Sullenly, sure, but with a hint of contrition also. ]

I wouldn't. I won't.

[ And not just because Dean is like, pushy + super sketch. After all, even if he managed it, Petre told them about his sister. ]

[broil]

[and then, every now and then, a human finds a way to surprise him somehow. Maybe not so much if it turns out he's just lying.]

Because...?

[serialized]

[ The question makes him visibly uncomfortable. Mostly because it has horribly selfish answers beyond being afraid a satanic messiah will come slaughter him. ]

I just — I wouldn't.

[ Because then he'd be alone and have to face all the things he chose to do for Petre. ]

[broil]

[and he watches Nate, perhaps for a tellingly long pause. Don't say he's touched. Just seeing something new.]

You're in pretty deep, aren't you.

[deeper than Petre thought.]

[serialized]

[ A little grimace there. He shouldn't have said anything. ]

I don't know jack shit about this stuff, I could never manage it, and someone would come kill me if I did. This is how it is, I'm — I'll do what you say.

[ Not untrue, but it comes out like a lie, a little too fast, a little too self-directed. ]

[broil]

All you care about is saving your own skin.

[he won't even kill himself to get rid of the ghost. Rude.]

Even if it means you being miserable until you finally do kick the bucket.

[serialized]

[ He has a retort to that and despite everything, he wants to say it. But the dream was good for at least one thing: he keeps his mouth shut about Jonathan. Almost twenty years of protecting him, just a handful of deaths so far. It could all be worth it, if he doesn't fuck it up. ]

Guess you should run along to one of the others if you find that so tiresome.

[broil]

Still putting words in my mouth.

[He's short of baring teeth. Hissing right at him. Doesn't he know what happens when he gets feisty?]

You know how much I hate that.

[serialized]

[ They're off the topic, though. Back to — well, whatever you want to call Nate's consistent inconsistency when it comes to dealing with Petre. Or what he wants from Petre. Or anything, really. ]

I'm sorry. [ So deliberately meek, unlike the last time. Even that gesture, hollow as it is, he casually ruins: ] ... so you are coming, then?

[broil]

[and just like that, the beast seems to cool down all over again. like it's that easy to satisfy him.

(most of the time, it is.)

Now he looks bored. He shrugs dismissively.]

As long as you're offering.

[serialized]

[ Placating him never seems easyto Nate, but it's true if he thinks about it. There was just the one time. ]

God, you are blasé. Never mind, all right? Sorry I gave you a hard time.

[broil]

Since both of you seem so exasperated with me, now.

[First they wanted him dead, then he was both friendly and fucking either one of them, and now they want him gone again. And he's the fickle one.]

You couldn't give me a hard time if you tried. And you have.

[Know your place, etc etc.]

[serialized]

[ Nate holds his hands up in a mock "all right" gesture, deadpan, and leaves it at that. ]

[broil]

[and he'll just act like a spoiler brat with hurt feelings for the rest of the evening. Don't mind him.]