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Title: The Hunt.
Description: PG/Gen. Young Sam and Dean are at Uncle Bobby’s. Wee!Sam (does eleven qualify as wee?) has to save Dean from some nasty critters but Dean doesn’t believe the creatures exist. (Not Wincest)
Warnings: Hm. This is awkward. There’s no sex, violence, smut, incest, blood, body parts or bodily fluids but there is a big squick and I can’t say what it is because just writing the word is, well, squicky and I can guarantee that 90% of readers will be affected by it but only short term and it isn’t a trigger. It is safe, you will recover. I hope. Really though don’t blame me, you’ve been warned. I had to write the damn thing and I’ll get over it. Unbetaed. Questionable attempt at humor.
Wordcount: ~1,800
Disclaimer: Sam and Dean don’t exist and even if they did they wouldn’t belong to me, also none of this happened. This makes me very sad.
Black Cat and Broomsticks ~ J2 AU
Oct. 31st, 2011 02:27 am
Title: Black Cat and Broomsticks
Description: PG It's Halloween and Jared has been talked into taking a horde of children trick or treating. The 'haunted house' they call at has an unexpected treat. Featuring vet!Jared, zombie!Jensen (or not), Ronald Macdonald, witches, a pumpkin and a cat
Wordcount: ~3,600
Warnings: Kissing, mature language, unabashed schmoop and Halloween ridiculousness.
Disclaimer: This is fiction, pure fantasy folks. Nobody here belongs to me and they’re not likely to get in my van for candy any time soon.
Jared should be pissed that his sister is using Jared’s pathetic, lonely, all work and no play, single existence to her advantage. I mean, he would be, that is if he had time to worry about it, but right now Ronald Macdonald has fallen over, and damn if he’d rather not touch that creepy costume with a bargepole. He will though, because it belongs to Megan’s neighbor’s seven-year old, gluten-intolerant brat.
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Home is Where my Barrel Is.
Oct. 1st, 2011 03:58 amSo here it is ..my first Andromeda fic. ... a very short story, especially er *cough* tailored to that certain person.
Description: PG. Total crack. The Andromeda's crew have a plan to erase the time bridge before it happened. Dylan is his usual self. Vague mention of a tardis like thing. (sorry Whovians)
Warnings: Product of a warped mind. Revolting grammar.
Disclaimer: This is fiction, pure fantasy folks and if it is going to happen, it hasn't yet but point me in the direction of the nearest space port anyhow.
She doesn’t want to be here. Absolutely, definitely does not want to be on this Vedran-forsaken trash pit of a backwater drift.
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