So, um. For some reason inhaling Jonas Brothers porn is making me drown in ultra-schoopy Sam/Dean thoughts. Yeah, I don't know, either. I'm just going to post this before I lose my nerve, because it's ridiculously embarrassing and painfully self-indulgent and the entire reason drawer fic was invented.

( This Morning I Know Who You Are, Sam/Dean, adult )

Today I edited a manual written by one Mike Way. This amuses me greatly.

Hey, look! It's Thursday, and I have fic! Note how I did NOT say "I ficced" or "I porned" or anything ridiculously twee like that. People could learn from that. I'm looking at YOU, Kyra-who-can't-pronounce-her-own-name.

( In the Hidden Places, Sam/Dean, adult, 1,375 words )

Wherein fatale attempts to explain the more perplexing aspects of the Supernatural fandomLaugh-out-loud funny and right on the mark ( Read more... )

( Losing Control of the Language Again, Sam/Dean, Down to the End 'verse, 3,558 words )

( The Only Song I Want to Hear, Sam/Dean, Down to the End 'verse, 3,128 words )

In the continuing adventures of... well, something, Snoo is back in the hospital. It's probably nothing, but if past visits are any indication they'll be keeping her for several days "just to be on the safe side," which means my life is going to be a lot of shuttling back and forth between my apartment, my office, and Cedars-Sinai for awhile, ( Read more... )

( The Sky Will Fall, We Will Rise, Sam/Dean, 6,753 words )

I seem, kind of bizarrely and completely accidentally, to have ended up with a 'verse, which I suppose I should get around to naming, at some point. Anyway, um. More. Though you don't really need the other stories and there isn't really slash and I don't really know what more to say beyond that this kind of wrote itself without a lot of active ( Read more... )

( Practical Men of the World, Sam/Dean, 7,609 words )

( Stumbling Across Its Bleak Ending, Sam/Dean, 5,519 words )