The Play Nice Proviso - Master Post
Fic Title: The Play Nice Proviso
Author Name: qblackheart
Artist Name:nostickycaps
Genre: J2 Non AU (Er... Parallel U?)
Pairing: Jensen and Jared of course. That’s why we’re here, right? I know that’s why I’m here.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~ 70,000
Warnings: Language, boy-sexin’, schmoop
Summary: When Jensen Ackles first met Jared Padalecki, it was most definitely not love at first sight. It wasn’t even like at first sight. In fact, Jensen hated him, and he had a few good reasons as to why. So what if his new co-star was oblivious to his one-sided warfare? Jensen could deal. Apart from when he couldn’t. So when it came down to picking between Padalecki and his peace of mind, the choice seemed clear. Except for the fact that The Network had his balls in a vice, leaving him stuck with Supernatural, stuck with his idiot co-star, and worst of all, stuck with a ‘Play Nice’ Proviso added to his contract. Well, he could play nice. He would play so nice that the world was going to think that he and Jared Padalecki were the bestest friends in the history of best friends. It was unfortunate then that no one had ever told Jensen what happened when an immovable object met an irresistible force; no one had ever thought to mention that there was a thin line between hate and love; and nothing, absolutely nothing, could have possibly prepared him for Playing Nice with Jared Padalecki.
Link to Fic: The Play Nice Proviso - Master Post
Link to Art: Fabulous Art!
| One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen | Epilogue |
| Extras | ART |
| PDF (Thanks to sikeminatural ) |
Author's Notes:
Disclaimer: This happened, fo’ realz. Just in a parallel universe. In ours? Not so much. Jensen and Jared are beautiful and belong to themselves, although I have it on good authority that they’ve each liberally invested in shares in each other. Just to, you know, diversify their portfolios. What? It makes total sense in this economy.
So, I just followed a basic recipe for a good ol’ fashioned love story: A hearty dose of schmoop with a side of sap and fluff, a smidgen of angst and a dash of sexin’ = this first-time J2 Non-AU (or Parallel Universe, more like) RPS. It may not be a masterpiece, but it’s my little gem, and it’s great that my posting date falls on the same week as my birthday! It’s like this fic is a little present to myself (yes, I’m a dork).
I’ve taken several artistic liberties with the truth and used a few excerpts from con-chats and interviews where they fit the story; don’t expect chronologic accuracy with these, though. Those of you who have read my work will be familiar with my style already but this story is my cherry-popper for the SPN-J2 fandom: my first J2, first slash, first NC-17, first Big Bang, first novel length fic. Also, fandom clichés abound; I’m very late to the SPN-J2 party - like earlier this year, just before I signed up for BB - so I guess I needed to sow my oats and pay my dues. And yeah, I’m a little freaked out. Okay, a lot freaked out. Like I may need Lamaze classes to learn how to breathe through this freaked out.
I’ve appropriated a few songs throughout that fit my version of the boys, but the chapter titles are from Maria McKee’s Show Me Heaven. I just love this song and it inspired this first-time J2 fic. Please forget that the song has anything to do with the movie Days of Thunder - yech! I was a teenager when I first heard it, and I guess, at that age, it embodied what happens when passion and romance collide... I know, cheese supreme, but it was the 90s, people, and it kind of stuck with me through the years. The lyrics describe a kind of slow-burn, inevitable coming together of two people who are meant for each other and that’s really the essence of this story. I sincerely hope it comes across that way. There’s something almost mystical about Maria McKee’s voice, and trite as it sounds, I’ve always felt the soulful heat of her words. I felt that way about the premise for this story too; I’m just in love with the boys as they are here (yes, I’m biased, I know) and I’m so proud of the way the story turned out and I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. And at the end, if you’re left with a smile on your face, and you’re in love with these two gorgeous guys of ours just that tiny bit more, then I will consider my mission accomplished.
Comments = Love.
Acknowledgements:
I would like to thank kityara_chloe for being a wonderful beta. Thanks especially for her tweaking of the summary, her helpful suggestions throughout and for the nudge (all right, maybe it was a shove) that pushed me into NC-17 territory. So now apparently, all my J2 fics have to go there, or else I feel incomplete... see what you did, Kit? I was having a hard (oops, heh!) enough time with Jensen and Jared telling me they wanted to sex each other up in my head. Also, Kit went above and beyond her beta duties to keep me well-informed (‘cause she’s got mad skillz like that) on the chaos elicited by that Icelandic volcano, when flights out of Heathrow were cancelled and I needed to get home to Canada. So you’re brilliant, Kit, thank you!
I was thrilled to have this story chosen by nostickycaps for the artwork! She’s as much a sucker for schoompy romance as Kit and I are, and she did a fantastic, stupendous, amazing job with the art and OMG I was delighted that she picked me!!! She rose above RL and crashing hard drives and I adore her for everything she’s done for this story. Love and hugs, bb!
Last but certainly not least, I’d like to thank my test readers. To claudia_nic and zomzoms who got the first three chapters way back when I was having the first of many panic flails and wanted to jump ship and pursue another storyline: thanks for the support, ladies. To amberthetired and 04dreamer04 who volunteered to read the final (mostly edited) version over the last couple of weeks when I had my latest panic flail (this is ongoing): thanks for the feedback and the boost to my morale - you girls rock!
Thanks also to wendy and thehighwaywoman for organizing BB this year - it's been an awesome experience for me; I hope to come back with more fic next year!
Finally, to the fans of the Jays2 ‘verse, an apology: I’m so sorry for not updating in forever; now that this baby is posted, I’m getting right back to the boys and baseball. Thanks for hanging in there!
This, and all my fics, can be found at my fic comm.: the8threalm
Author Name: qblackheart
Artist Name:nostickycaps
Genre: J2 Non AU (Er... Parallel U?)
Pairing: Jensen and Jared of course. That’s why we’re here, right? I know that’s why I’m here.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~ 70,000
Warnings: Language, boy-sexin’, schmoop
Summary: When Jensen Ackles first met Jared Padalecki, it was most definitely not love at first sight. It wasn’t even like at first sight. In fact, Jensen hated him, and he had a few good reasons as to why. So what if his new co-star was oblivious to his one-sided warfare? Jensen could deal. Apart from when he couldn’t. So when it came down to picking between Padalecki and his peace of mind, the choice seemed clear. Except for the fact that The Network had his balls in a vice, leaving him stuck with Supernatural, stuck with his idiot co-star, and worst of all, stuck with a ‘Play Nice’ Proviso added to his contract. Well, he could play nice. He would play so nice that the world was going to think that he and Jared Padalecki were the bestest friends in the history of best friends. It was unfortunate then that no one had ever told Jensen what happened when an immovable object met an irresistible force; no one had ever thought to mention that there was a thin line between hate and love; and nothing, absolutely nothing, could have possibly prepared him for Playing Nice with Jared Padalecki.
Link to Fic: The Play Nice Proviso - Master Post
Link to Art: Fabulous Art!
| One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen | Epilogue |
| Extras | ART |
| PDF (Thanks to sikeminatural ) |
Author's Notes:
Disclaimer: This happened, fo’ realz. Just in a parallel universe. In ours? Not so much. Jensen and Jared are beautiful and belong to themselves, although I have it on good authority that they’ve each liberally invested in shares in each other. Just to, you know, diversify their portfolios. What? It makes total sense in this economy.
So, I just followed a basic recipe for a good ol’ fashioned love story: A hearty dose of schmoop with a side of sap and fluff, a smidgen of angst and a dash of sexin’ = this first-time J2 Non-AU (or Parallel Universe, more like) RPS. It may not be a masterpiece, but it’s my little gem, and it’s great that my posting date falls on the same week as my birthday! It’s like this fic is a little present to myself (yes, I’m a dork).
I’ve taken several artistic liberties with the truth and used a few excerpts from con-chats and interviews where they fit the story; don’t expect chronologic accuracy with these, though. Those of you who have read my work will be familiar with my style already but this story is my cherry-popper for the SPN-J2 fandom: my first J2, first slash, first NC-17, first Big Bang, first novel length fic. Also, fandom clichés abound; I’m very late to the SPN-J2 party - like earlier this year, just before I signed up for BB - so I guess I needed to sow my oats and pay my dues. And yeah, I’m a little freaked out. Okay, a lot freaked out. Like I may need Lamaze classes to learn how to breathe through this freaked out.
I’ve appropriated a few songs throughout that fit my version of the boys, but the chapter titles are from Maria McKee’s Show Me Heaven. I just love this song and it inspired this first-time J2 fic. Please forget that the song has anything to do with the movie Days of Thunder - yech! I was a teenager when I first heard it, and I guess, at that age, it embodied what happens when passion and romance collide... I know, cheese supreme, but it was the 90s, people, and it kind of stuck with me through the years. The lyrics describe a kind of slow-burn, inevitable coming together of two people who are meant for each other and that’s really the essence of this story. I sincerely hope it comes across that way. There’s something almost mystical about Maria McKee’s voice, and trite as it sounds, I’ve always felt the soulful heat of her words. I felt that way about the premise for this story too; I’m just in love with the boys as they are here (yes, I’m biased, I know) and I’m so proud of the way the story turned out and I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. And at the end, if you’re left with a smile on your face, and you’re in love with these two gorgeous guys of ours just that tiny bit more, then I will consider my mission accomplished.
Comments = Love.
Acknowledgements:
I would like to thank kityara_chloe for being a wonderful beta. Thanks especially for her tweaking of the summary, her helpful suggestions throughout and for the nudge (all right, maybe it was a shove) that pushed me into NC-17 territory. So now apparently, all my J2 fics have to go there, or else I feel incomplete... see what you did, Kit? I was having a hard (oops, heh!) enough time with Jensen and Jared telling me they wanted to sex each other up in my head. Also, Kit went above and beyond her beta duties to keep me well-informed (‘cause she’s got mad skillz like that) on the chaos elicited by that Icelandic volcano, when flights out of Heathrow were cancelled and I needed to get home to Canada. So you’re brilliant, Kit, thank you!
I was thrilled to have this story chosen by nostickycaps for the artwork! She’s as much a sucker for schoompy romance as Kit and I are, and she did a fantastic, stupendous, amazing job with the art and OMG I was delighted that she picked me!!! She rose above RL and crashing hard drives and I adore her for everything she’s done for this story. Love and hugs, bb!
Last but certainly not least, I’d like to thank my test readers. To claudia_nic and zomzoms who got the first three chapters way back when I was having the first of many panic flails and wanted to jump ship and pursue another storyline: thanks for the support, ladies. To amberthetired and 04dreamer04 who volunteered to read the final (mostly edited) version over the last couple of weeks when I had my latest panic flail (this is ongoing): thanks for the feedback and the boost to my morale - you girls rock!
Thanks also to wendy and thehighwaywoman for organizing BB this year - it's been an awesome experience for me; I hope to come back with more fic next year!
Finally, to the fans of the Jays2 ‘verse, an apology: I’m so sorry for not updating in forever; now that this baby is posted, I’m getting right back to the boys and baseball. Thanks for hanging in there!
This, and all my fics, can be found at my fic comm.: the8threalm