Title: No Such Thing
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Because it's Dean Winchester's birthday and Dean=love, I have written him a story.

And it was fun. :D

It made up for the fact that I was forced to get new retainers today at the orthodontist and now all my teeth are in pain and I feel like saying, "TO HELL WITH STRAIGHT TEETH!" and accidentally-on purpose throwing them away. Except, yeah, my mother ( Read more... )

Title: Where The Truth Lies
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I think I might be making head way in getting rid of my writer's block!!  At last, I've finally been able to churn out some fic worth posting...though as usual, it's not complete.

So, um, I'm crossing my fingers I can keep going and actually write this whole thing. I don't have it  all planned out for once in my life, and I'm trying to look at it ( Read more... )

So!

This silly little crack-like thing has been sitting around for a long time. It's one of those ones I keep meaning to finish but don't and I doubt I will. I have a very long complicated idea of where this is going...but ah well. I want to post, to get feedback, bounce ideas off of people. This one is hardly serious.

Title: One For the Road ( ( Read more... )

The world hates me today.

I'm not even kidding. I can barely walk because I keep banging my left foot up or tripping over anything even remotely in my way, my internet connection is crappy, and to top it all off I just coded a long post and...

Yeah. Just as I'm about to copy it so it won't get deleted, the internet suddenly shuts down and deletes ( Read more... )

So, just in case you happened to say ( Read more... )

For serious. I think Supernatural is going to kill me, because I have about a million bunnies and a million old things to update and aggh. Sam and Dean will be the death of me, and then darkenedsakura will laugh her head off ( Read more... )

So did I say I was done?

Well, I lied. The post before this was too big, and I spent a lot of time coding this part, so I decided I'd post it now.

And, finally, Part Four:
( I must still be dreaming, Dean decides as Sam takes out a knife and starts stabbing it over and over again into the nightstand, his face etched with a dark kind of fury Dean’s never seen before. Either that, or I’m really, really, REALLY drunk. )

Yeah, three posts in one day?

Don't ask. I'm bored. I have no life. darkenedsakura is going to bash my head in or something because I'm being such a slacker, and I'd deserve it, too.

So yeah, here's parts two-four of Careful What You Wish For...just because I can. Maybe, I'll, ya know, wait until tomorrow to post some more.

Part Two:

( Get a hold of yourself, man, Dean thinks angrily as he tries to stifle the second sob that rises in his throat. This is just another job, all right? You endure it. You try to kill the evil bastard that’s causing the chaos. You don’t fucking fall apart, you make do. )