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Rough with strong sound
THEN: Dave shacked up with a Crossroads Demon, sold his soul, brought Rose along for the ride, and they killed a hipster water demon. NOW: Roadtrip. The worst roadtrip.
Intro to the Art of Deception
Greendale receives two last-minute transfers and Jeff doesn't get jealous. At all.
Intro to the Art of Deception
Greendale receives two last-minute transfers and Jeff doesn't get jealous. At all.
Small Ficlets, and Short Follow-Ups to Some of My Other Fics
What it says on the tin. (Including Follow-ups to: Maybe one of these days you can let the light in, and One Of Those Things, and Mrs and Mr Pond..)
The Wedding Crashers
After two years on her own, and two more as a hunter with Sam and Dean Winchester, Leah thought she’d escaped her old life at La Push. But when she’s called home to attend Jacob and Renesmee’s wedding, she brings a little company, and the stage is set for her old and new lives to collide.
Winchester Legacy
Two hundred years ago the Winchesters stopped the apocalypse. Now, instead of getting into fights and running amok, eighteen year old Jim Kirk goes to live with his Auntie Sam and learns the family business. Four years later, an angel shows up.
not your typical saviour
Stiles gets kidnapped by crazy hunters. It's super.
The Conference Job
"There's a tiny scrap of a woman leaning against the wall near her. Jo's been too focused on the lack of readings, senses dulled by the white noise of the crowd. She curses herself silently."
seek and ye shall find
They send Azrael to fetch him because he will not listen to anyone else. “Brother,” Azrael says. “It is time to come home. Your vessel is ready to be claimed.” The being that calls himself Eliot Spencer turns to the Angel of Death and replies, “I’m busy; already got some plans. Come back later.” That is the first attempt, but nowhere near the last. [AU during season 5 of Supernatural]
in my mind's graveyard, I am laying flowers at your unmarked feet
They just point him in the right direction and get out of his way, and he doesn't have to make decisions or ask questions. Just his fists, and knives, and every now and then a gun, because Eliot still hates them, but sometimes it's the only way out.
a fucking space opera (or Six Characters Who Didn't Board the USS Enterprise)
"His life's a fucking space opera. And not even the erotic type that airs on New HBO. No, it's the animated comic type where the captain goes splat against the wall every episode and the pointy-eared bastard quirks his pointy eyebrow and steps on the captain's flattened remains."
