So, I was bored and kind of depressed at the lack of response my latest fic is having, and remembered that it's been awhile since I played with photoshop. The result? 4 very apocalyptic wallpapers. Enjoy! Click on them to see the really frigging huge versions.


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... And a couple of icons came out :) Enjoy! And feel free to grab them ;)


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Hello, my name is Adrenalineshots and I have a problem... I can not see a good challenge and walk away! *g* So, most of you has probably already seen this thing that's been going around LJ, the hc_bingo . Guess who signed up?

And good people... my card could not be made of more awesome!!!

slaves (sexual)
counseling / therapy
grief
plane crash ( Read more... )

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Technically it was his birthday already, given that he’d taken so long to find Dean that midnight had come and gone. But Sam knew that wasn’t the reason Dean had left the warmth of their motel room to come and freeze his balls off in the middle of the frigging woods. There was a haunted look in his brother’s eyes, a furrowed brow and tired lines on ( Read more... )

So, I've been playing with Photoshop a bit lately (read A LOT!) and rounded up 3 new banners for 3 stories that had been written a while back. Enjoy the pretty, and if you haven't read them yet, click on the pretty ;o)


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Since I'm doing it for the others, figured this one deserved one too. Plus, I wanted to show off my brand new banner :oD


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Because I know some of you like to read it when its finished, and even though each chapter is linked internally, this should make things easier ;o)

BEAN STALKER



CHAPTER 1                          CHAPTER 2                          CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4                           CHAPTER 5                          CHAPTER 6

EPILOGUE

When the world swam into view Dean was not the least bit surprised that the soft yellow painted walls and brown drapes were not at all familiar to him. He had obviously followed this woman to her house and this was probably her bedroom. He couldn’t feel the familiar shape of a female body pressed against his, so she had probably let him sleep in.
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Written for the SPN Writter's Lounge Wednesday drabble. Mary's thoughts through her life. Spoilers for 4.03.

She became an orphan, but she couldn’t leave her hunter ways behind; she had her normal life, but it was all an illusion, a trick of light and mirrors; she kept her past from John and doomed John’s future to become her past.

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