Apr. 2nd, 2008


"ur team sux n u suck 2" - Jared/Jensen - NC-17

Title: ur team sux n u suck 2
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): RPS.
Word Count: 1,387 words
Disclaimer: Much as it pains me to admit, I'm not either of them, I don't know either of them and I don't own either of them. Sad but true. Therefore, this is just the fictional whim of an overly active imagination and not meant to imply anything or cause any harm.
Additional Notes: I promise the phone-speak is only at the beginning of the fic *g* This was inspired by these pictures of cranky!Jared and Sandy at a Lakers-Mavericks game on March 2 (courtesy of wendy). Thank you, juice817, for your mad beta skillz and your expert yielding of the Mighty Pointy Stick ♥♥♥

( ur team sux. this seat sux. u suck 2. )

X-posted to [info]cw_rps, [info]padackles_slash and a few communities on LJ.

Mar. 30th, 2008


When the World Ends (J2, NC-17) 3/?


Title: When the World Ends 3/?
Series: The J2 AU Chronicles – but can be read as stand-alone. This one is #3. But if you want to start at the beginning, it’s So Damn Lucky, here and also at [info]prettyfreckles.
Ratings/warnings: J2 Slash. NC-17 M warning. Schmoop, angst, and a kink (from the words to the song). But in the end, it’s all about the LOVE.
Pairing: Jared/Jensen.
Characters: J2. Jensen’s AU family, including a nephew. Another young man. And the Impala, who once again insisted on being invited to this party.
Location: Somewhere out there. Doesn’t matter
Length: 9,700 words
Timeframe: A week or so. It’s springtime.
Disclaimer: Not Mine. Not True. Alternate Universe, where none of us, including Jared or Jensen, live. It’s all in my dirty, dirty mind. Damnit.
Thanks to: [info]gestaltrose, [info]lila_blue_b, and [info]nomelon, lovely betas. Jason, for details on hunting and butchering wild boar. W & J, who raise some of the finest Angus stock in the entire country, and are some of the nicest, most intelligent people you’d ever want to know.

Author’s Notes: My prompt was #05, the song When the World Ends, by Dave Matthews Band. The comm challenge was for angst, smut, and end-of-world cataclysm. I think I got all that. Also, the love scene in front of the fireplace? That was just for [info]pkabyssinian.

Cross-posted at my LJ and on my website. This story is part of a series, but may be read as a stand-alone.