Title: i saw a spark, but it was dark


Summary: "When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a .45." What if Azazel got to Sam when he was a bit younger?


Pairing: none, I wrote gen! What is this fuckery? But you can consider it pre-Sam/Dean if that makes your slasher heart happy; if I keep writing in this 'verse I'll more than likely get there eventually.


Rating: PG-13 for language, creep factor


Word Count: dunno, VERY SHORT.


Disclaimer: Fake like a three-dollar bill, yo.


Author's Notes: Ideas shamelessly ganked from Gnarls Barkley's 'The Boogie Monster' and 'Storm Coming.' Both can be found on St. Elsewhere, which I highly recommend. Title from 'Necromancing,' same album. This is basically just me proving that I AM NOT DEAD AND I AM WRITING, LOOK LOOK SEE?


i got a monster in my closet, someone's underneath my bed... )



Title: if you don't expect too much from me, you might not be let down


Summary: The boys take advantage of a John-free afternoon. Pre-Stanford, established relationship.


Pairing: Sam/Dean


Rating: FRAO, NC-17


Disclaimer: Everything belongs to the Muse. Just ask her. "Mine, it's all mine, everything is mine it all belongs to me! Mine."


Author's Notes: This is part of my 'Writing Playlist' series of oneshots. They're not connected in any way; they're just all inspired by songs on the playlist I listen to when I 'do a computer.' This particular one is from "Hey Jealousy" by The Gin Blossoms. Oh, and one more thing...come stalk me at my LJ. For serious.

Could never give this up, Sammy, never give you up. )

Remember how I said soon I would post new fic?

I lied.

Well, not exactly...I mean, I'm still gonna post fic. Just not the stuff I promised you forever ago. This is *NEW* new fic. For new fandoms.

House MD fic. House/Cameron. I wrote a canon pairing. *facepalm* I'm so ashamed.

Also, I have joined the lemmings...I have a del.icio.us account. I will continue to add to it, probably indefinitely. It's mostly for my own reference, either while searching for fics I want to re-read or trying to find something for a poster on [livejournal.com profile] spnstoryfinders. But feel free to snoop in it.
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Title: What Do You Do For Money, Honey? (How Do You Get Your Kicks?)


Summary: How does Bobby know Bela Talbot, anyway?


Characters: Bobby/Bela *shames*


Warnings: See above, re: Bobby/Bela. I wrote HET, y'all. *hides* Also dirty talk, manhandling, powerplay, and bitchy up-against-the-wall secks.


Rating: NC-17 for graphic dirtybadwrongness.


Disclaimer: They will never be mine. You know why? Because this is what I'd do with them. And Kripke knows it. And he's frightened. "Hi, Eric!" *waves*


Author's Notes: I blame llivla. For serious. She was looking for Bobby/Bela on SPN Story Finders and HER CRACK PAIRING ATTACKED ME. Usually the bunnies just give me the Big Sad Eyes. This one humped my leg. *facepalm* I tell you, even in a fandom that prides itself on having no boundaries, this is nothing but a cry for help. And I got JOSSED! *stomps foot*

She was as out-of-place in The Last Chance as a whore at a church picnic. )


Title: Between The Shadow And The Soul


Summary: I love you as certain wicked things are to be loved, in secret; between the shadow and the soul.


Characters: Sam, Dean


Rating: R? ish?


Warnings: 2nd person POV, incest, m/m sex, demented imagery, violence, the ripping-off of songs and quotes various, possible insanity on the part of the author, and a hint of kitchen sink.


Disclaimer: No. Not even in the Bizzaro World.


Author's Notes: This is the third part of what I swore would be a one-off (Rock Salt & Sunrise). *deep sigh* I have told the Muse to stop playing in that dusty fucked-up corner of my brain, but she's not big on the listening. Written at work while cotton-headed from dramamine, T3s, amitryptelene and taurine. The title is from a poem that I would credit if I could remember the title or the author. This fic follows Rock Salt and Sunrise and A Rain Of Ashes, but it probably won't make much sense even if you read those first.


Sometimes you are a single unit, SamandDeanintheImpala, highway without end, amen. )

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( Jan. 16th, 2008 07:14 pm)


Title: Busted


Summary: Daddy's home. (Part 6 of What A Long, Strange Trip It's Been.)


Characters: Sam, Dean, John


Rating: R (ish)


Warnings: m/m slash incest (implied), threats of spanking (not in a kinky way), diner food, bad coffee, parental angst and a cameo appearance by Sarah Sidle. Ooh. Scary.


Disclaimer: Dude, I wish.


Author's Notes: Looks like I might actually have this finished before too long. Jeez, it only took me A YEAR. *sigh* I'm really kind of pathetic.


"Are you too hurt to like money?" )



Title: Creeping Towards Eternity --Chapter One: not with a bang, but a whimper


Summary: Sometimes there is no greater good, only a lesser evil.


Characters: Sam, Dean


Rating: PG-13 for now


Disclaimer: Yeah, the thing is, I'm a lying liar who lies. Also, broke (except for a king's ransom in shoes). Don't sue unless you're size 7N.


Author's Notes: This is AU because my vampires is different from Kripke's vampires. I have incorporated various elements from S2, so spoilers up till AHBL2, just to be safe. Written to satisfy my evil!Sam kink, and because there is not enough the-boys-as-vampires fic. IMHO, anyway. The title is stolen from the lyrics of World Of Blues, by my precious squishy Duke Robillard, and T.S. Eliot, respectively. Also, there really is a place in California called Salton City, a bunch of streets and no people on the shores of a toxic salt lake. Anyone who's curious should do an image search for 'Salton Sea'-it looks like a postapocalyptic wasteland. As far as I know, no one has ever been ritualistically murdered in the area.


Dude, are you delusional? )



Title: Out Of The Mouths Of Babes


Summary: Little Sammy asks embarassing questions in public. Dean tries to get him to shut up and eat his vegetables.


Characters: Sam, Dean, John, OFC


Rating: G. For serious.


Warnings: Oh, gawd, the SCHMOOP! Enough saccharine sweetness to rot your teeth-brush and floss after reading.


Disclaimer: I'm a lying liar who lies.


Author's Notes: I was bitten by the Wee!chester plot bunny. Never written Wee!chester fic, but I have been writer's-blocked for MONTHS so I was thrilled to be bitten by any kind of bunny. No beta, 'cause that's how I roll, yo.


Dean heaved a put-upon sigh. "How come you always gotta steal my fries?" )



Title: Five Times Jess Noticed (That Sam Wasn't Quite Normal)


Summary: Pilot wasn't the first time her boyfriend did something to make her think, Oh-kayy, that's a little weird.


Pairing: Sam/Jess, implied Sam/Dean


Rating: pg-13 *facepalm* I'm so ashamed!


Warnings: implied underage incest, implied het, schmoop, secret-keeping, gratuitous violence.


Author's Notes: My first attempt at writing for the Meme That Ate Fandom For Breakfast (AKA five things). I always thought that Jess was smart enough to know that there was a lot of stuff she didn't know, and that she loved Sam enough not to pry.


They met at a fraternity party junior year. )

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( Jan. 16th, 2008 06:46 pm)


Title: Broken English Chapter 5


Summary: John watches his sons grow up completely consumed by each other, in a world where morality is subjective and words are inconsequential.


Characters: Sam, Dean, John


Rating: R overall


Disclaimer: It's all true, and I own everything. Also, unicorns can shoot rainbows out of their asses. *snicker*


Author's Notes: Yeah ok I suck. It's, like, official and all. But I was sick all through Christmas, you guys! And it snowed! This is Vancouver Island-I didn't sign up for that crap! *whining* Ok, I'm done now. Here's some more BE 'verse.


Sam's mouth dropped open and he uttered a wail of protest. )

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( Nov. 9th, 2007 09:29 am)
Vaguely spoilerish, so click the fake cut! )
Summary: Whose bed have your boots been under?

This is Part Five of my Sam/Dean fanfic series What A Long, Strange Trip It's Been.

Disclaimer: Not even in my dreams!

Rating: *blows a raspberry* I hate doing these. Umm....pg-13. Ish.

Warnings: m/m slash, incest, demons, hot boys, evil CEOs. You know, the usual.

Author's Note of Doom: OMG how long has it been since I updated? Seriously like 3 months for this fic I think. Anyone who has been waiting for more, direct your thanks to [livejournal.com profile] sprnaturalgrl~her love for my fic is what got me to stop dithering and finish this (it's been like five paragraphs shy for literally ever, y'all). And then she beta'd for me all no-notice last-minute cuz she's awesome like that. Why she puts up with me, I will seriously never know. I'm just glad she does.

I need dinner, Vicodin, and a blow job. Right now. )

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