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All of those ficlets have been written for a drabble meme I had in my LJ. Some of these have been posted in the original meme post already but I decided to have them here as well.
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Fic title: "3 untitled Jared/Jensen ficlets"
Author:the_milky_way
Genre: RPS
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This story is fictional (not real, didn't happen). Not true in any way. I don't own anything.
*incompletework2 asked for J2 and a wedding. I am so not sure if this is what you wanted. Uhm.. it was just there suddenly… Sorry?
Jensen can't believe what's happening. He just cannot believe it. They've been waiting in the office for hours and there isn’t any sign of his parents or the justice of peace.
Jared fidgets in the seat next to him, looking possibly heartbroken. He hasn’t said a word in over ten minutes, and instead, just stares out the window. Jensen doesn’t know what to do to make it better. He just grabs Jared’s hand and holds on, but even that doesn’t even get a small smile out of Jared.
Mackenzie turns around in her seat and looks at them. Frowns when she sees Jared and takes her cell phone out again.
“I’ll try again. I don’t know why they don’t answer.”
Jensen sighs, starting a little when there's soft sob from Jared. Mack looks as shocked as Jensen, momentarily forgetting the cell phone pressed against her ear until the same automatic voice that always answers tells her the person she is trying to reach is temporarily unavailable.
“Jared?” Jensen isn’t sure what’s going on.
“I ... It’s my fault that they aren’t here.”
“What? Why?”
Jared turns and it breaks Jensen’s heart to see his red-rimmed eyes, the single tear trailing down his cheek.
“I ... I told them I’d be here with you when your dad asked. I know I shouldn’t have. They … they didn’t say anything, but I know they don’t … don’t want me here. Now that we … I'm sorry, Mack. I didn’t want to ruin your wedding. I'm sorry.”
There is stunned silence, not a single sound, and Jensen doesn’t know what to do or
what to say. So he just tugs Jared into his arms, holding him. Mack looks close to tears now and Daniel, her soon-to-be husband, just starts rubbing her arm in soothing circles.
Just when Jensen wants to say something, to tell Jared that there's no way his parents would do something like this. That he cannot believe they'd treat Jared, or their other children, this way, the door opens and seven flushed people enter the office.
The justice of peace immediately starts to utter apologies, something about an accident or whatever, Jensen isn’t really listening. Instead, he's too busy staring at his parents to register anything else.
“Mom? Dad?” Jared is up and out of Jensen’s arms before Jensen can say a word. All he has to do to know that everything is all right is look at his own parents standing behind Jared’s entire family. He feels the smile spread on his face and his mother actually winks at him.
Megan is flying past him to hug Mack, Jeff is sitting down next to Josh and they just watch the scene unfold with amused expressions.
“So, can we get married now?” Mack's standing next to Daniel, in front of the justice of peace, and smiling brilliantly at everyone present.
Jared is rambling on, asking his parents what they're doing here, why they're late and so on until Alan just places a hand on his shoulder. Jensen's prepared for anything. Things haven’t been as easy between Jared and Jensen’s parents after Jensen and Jared had decided to not hide anything from their families.
“Jared, I am sorry that we made you feel miserable the last few months. It wasn’t our intention. And after our last call, Donna and I thought about how we could make it up to you. Since you're part of the family, we though yours should be present as well today. It took a little longer than anticipated so that's why we're late. I'm sorry for that, Mackenzie. I know we should have called, but it was supposed to be a surprise and my cell died halfway to San Antonio.”
Jensen's never seen Jared smile like that, at least not at his dad. Alan just blinks, laughing as he pats Jared on the back. Jensen mouths ‘thank you’ at his parents while Jared's busy hugging them to an inch of their lives. Alan just nods, looking proud, and Jensen feels something settle within himself.
He fingers the ring box in his pocket, catches Mack looking at him and feels like this will be the right day. But he won't steal Mack’s show, so he just hugs her before he hands her off to Daniel.
Jared is vibrating next to him and they both don’t even try to hold back their happy tears when Mack says ‘yes’. Jensen loves Jared’s bright eyes lighting up even more, loves the way Jared isn’t holding back.
Jensen loves that Jared is there with him. That their families are there and that they're celebrating something Jensen still thinks is the base of a family, not matter what kind of family it might be. It’s not so much the institution, but the ritual he holds close and values. He knows he can be perfectly happy without it, but he's happy that they're still able to see something valuable in tradition.
Jared squeezes his hand, smiling all wide and happy when Mack and Daniel sign their papers and make it official.
Jensen thinks to himself that he and Jared would look great up there.
***
*hd_obsession wanted jealous boys. I hope this is close to what you wanted. Not so much schmoop here, sorry for that.
The atmosphere is tense, cold even. They aren’t looking at each other, haven’t in the last two hours. Everyone around the table knows something's up but no one's saying anything. Not commenting on the things that aren’t happening.
Jared sighs, quietly and to himself because he doesn’t want to tick Jensen off again. This hasn’t been an easy week. Filled with a lot of work, promotion and almost no sleep, they are using up the last of their reserves now.
Something happened during the last week and Jared doesn’t really know what. He's clueless as to why Jensen suddenly turned colder than an iceberg, to why Jensen isn’t really speaking to him anymore, at least other than when it's necessary. Jared sniffles a little and wishes he has a tissue or something. Running noses aren’t that cool.
He glances up, actually expecting Jensen to be looking at him. But he isn’t. Jensen's talking to one of the new PA’s and to Misha at the same time. They smile, joke around and Jensen doesn’t even spare a single glance towards Jared. It hurts.
Jared’s stomach clenches and he feels like his breakfast is about to come up the wrong way. He's been feeling a little queasy all day anyway. He might even be running a little fever, probably because he'd been staying outside in the rain a little too long a few days ago. Jensen hadn’t been there to tell him to come inside like he usually does. Jensen had already been ignoring him by then.
Jared coughs a little but doesn’t really pay too much attention to it. It’s warm outside, his t-shirt is soaked with sweat but he all he feels is cold. He doesn't like this situation at all, knows that he's jealous. Jealous at the sight of Jensen giving his undivided attention to someone else when Jared is so close and craving it. Jealous at Misha for getting the smile Jared has been waiting to see for days. Jealous at the new PA for making Jensen laugh out loud. Just jealous. And Jared had always hoped he wouldn’t be the jealous kind.
But now he knows it’s natural and it hurts. He wants to go over there, wants to demand Jensen’s attention, wants to drag him off and be with him, all alone. But he isn’t and he won’t do it. Jared wouldn’t expose them like that. Not when he knows that Jensen would actually hate him for it, that he'd be hurt by it. Jared just can’t do that to Jensen.
Jared thinks that this might be it. That this might be the time he's been waiting for, been dreading, since the moment he realised that he was in love with Jensen and that Jensen might not feel the same. And now he thinks that Jensen is finally sick of him, sick of being around him constantly.
This is the new season, probably the last, and Jared thinks this is Jensen’s way of ending it before he has to think about life after the show is over. He just doesn’t know why it’s happening now and what he did to cause it. Because it has to be something he did, Jensen doesn’t doing anything without a reason.
“Jay? You okay?”
Jared blinks, hadn’t realised that he'd zoned out. He looks at Eric for a second and then nods.
“I'm fine. Just … a little tired.”
“We're done here anyway. Go rest and I'll call you when we are ready to start.”
Jared blinks again and sees that Jensen isn’t there. Jensen isn’t even in the room anymore, and when he looks up and across the table, Misha's frowning at him and definitely not in a good way. Jared leaves without even saying anything to the rest of the cast. He 'd been late this morning, due to Jensen sleeping in his room and Jared apparently not being able to set his alarm without Jensen being present, so he hadn’t had the time to say hi to everyone.
Jared is dizzy when he wakes up again. He hasn’t felt like this since last winter when he'd actually managed to catch a virus and slept for almost three days without a break. When the knock sounds again, Jared knows why he's awake.
“I'm coming. Just a minute.”
“It’s me Jared. Let me in. I have to talk to you.”
Jared doesn’t know what Misha wants, but opens the door anyway. He's back on the small cot before Misha is fully inside the trailer. He takes a look at Jared and starts making tea. It’s always tea with Misha so Jared doesn’t say a word, not that he could have stopped him anyway.
“So, what is it? You wanted to talk?”
“What did you do to Jensen?”
“Huh?”
Jared doesn’t really know what to say. It’s not really any of Misha’s business and Jared actually is about to say it when a cough starts to deep in his chest. He has tears in his eyes by the time he can breath again. Misha is in front of him, has his hands on his forehead and under his arms, holding him up.
“Dammit. Jared, you are running a fever. Why aren’t you home and in bed?”
“Work. First day. No way I could miss it.”
“Yeah well, congrats you'll miss more days since it’s kind of a staying-bed thing now. Why didn’t you tell Jensen, he would have had you home in no time.”
Jared coughs again, not really sure if it’s a real one or just out of embarrassment.
“He’s not talking to me. I don’t know what I did … but … I.” Jared isn’t really able to finish the sentence. It's stuck on his lips and then he's coughing again. He just sags against the cushions and doesn’t want to move for a while.
The next time he looks up, Jensen is there. Jensen, who looks so guilty and so concerned that Jared actually feels bad for him. Misha is behind him, telling Eric what’s going on. Before Jared knows it, he's in his car and on his way home. Jensen is driving.
“I'm sorry, Jared.”
Jared feels his head loll against the car window and he has a hard time keeping his eyes open. He always forgets how fast these stupid colds can drag him under and he was feeling fine this morning. Well not really finem but better than now.
“Huh?”
“I'm sorry. I was… I was jealous.”
“Jealous? Why?”
Jared feels Jensen’s cool hand settle on his own and sighs at the contact. It feels good but it would feel better on his forehead or on his neck. Jensen snorts next to him and Jared thinks he might have said it out loud. A second later Jensen’s hand is on his neck. Jared loves it.
“Because … I was stupid.”
It takes second for Jared to understand what Jensen is talking about and then another few seconds before he gets back into the conversation.
“Okay. Jealous and stupid. Like a teenager dealing out the silent treatment. Nice, Jensen.”
“God, Jared. I'm sorry. I just ... you spent so much time with Sandy again and you ... you didn’t tell me about you two meeting up during hiatus. Chad told me, said it would be better for me to figured out now that's what you wanted. Over the phone.”
Jensen isn’t really looking at the road and Jared wants to tell him off for it, but he just coughs again and closes his eyes. He will rip Chad a new one when he isn’t feeling like dying. He wonders why Chad can’t suppress his douche tendencies when it comes to Jensen.
“ I just … I couldn’t handle i t… and then you… Fuc k… And dude, you are sick now and this is not the time to talk about it.”
Jared thinks this is the perfect time to talk about it.
“Thought you were breaking up with me.” Jared knows he is slurring, shivers a little and borrows closer against the cool window.
“Shit. No, Jare … never.”
Jared wants to believe it. Really wants to believe it.
“Sleep, Jay. Just .. we'll talk later. I'll be there.”
Jared doesn’t know how, but the next time he is halfway conscious, he's in his bed with Jensen propped up against the headboard and cool washcloths on his forehead. Jensen is talking quietly into the phone and Jared just listens in.
It takes a while for Jared to realise that Jensen is talking to Sandy. That he's talking about what happened and then he smile when Jensen admit that he's been a stupid asshole.
Jared nods against Jensen’s chest, which earns him a chuckle and another cool washcloth on his neck.
Jared sighs deeply. They will talk about it when he is better. Nothing's solved, but Jensen's there now.
Jensen's there and that's what counts.
***
*mnemosime asked for something a long the lines of Jensen making a move and Jared being shy. Hope it comes close to what you wanted.. :)
Chris has a hard time suppressing sniggers, or at least not bursting due to suppressed laughter. He's never seen two people so completely infatuated with each other without realising it. Steve thinks they do realise it and are just too stupid to act on it. But Chris has more faith in them than Steve does.
They've been circling each other for years. Having grown closer and impossible to figure out when together. Chris doesn’t really know when things got serious, but he sure as hell knows that they aren’t that far from being married. Even if Steve gets a laughing fit every time Chris dares to mention it.
They're at one of the gigs Steve has in LA and have actually managed to be all there. Chris likes the fact that they all have some kind of hiatus even though he's the one going up north filming again.
Jensen hangs at the bar, trying to get more drinks than just the one bottle of beer each them has scored so far. Jared, well Chris would say he is mooning but then Jared would hit him and Chris doesn’t feel the urge to nurse bruises for a week. Jared packs a mean punch and Chris never expected it after all the puppy analogies Jensen had fed him before Chris met Jared in person.
So Chris just says Jared's staring at Jensen again and is rewarded with a glare. But that's better than getting huge hand prints on his arm. He's not for being marked when it doesn’t mean anything.
Jensen makes his way slowly through the crowd and Jared is almost bouncing, waiting to get close to him again. This time Chris snorts. Those two are so obvious. Steve just laughs quietly and makes his way to the stage. Jensen gets them a few more beers and complains about being ignored at the bar.
By the time Steve is through his first set, Chris is about to grab Jared and Jensen and shut them in one of the backstage offices. They are still dancing around each other and Chris is slowly losing his patience.
He's about to act on his plan when Jensen says something that stuns Chris as well as Jared. But Jared is faster at recovering, while Chris almost chokes in his beer before he can say a word.
“You ... what? You want to ... what?”
“Go out with you. Didn’t think it was that loud here, Jared.”
Chris almost laughs out loud when he sees Jared blushing and suddenly becoming all shy. There's a small smile and a lot of hope in Jared’s eyes and Chris is pretty sure those things are mirrored on Jensen’s face as well.
“Go … uhm go out like on a date?”
“No, Jared, go out like we do every time we go out. Of course a date, you dork. Wouldn’t have to ask you otherwise.”
“Yeah. Right.”
Jared is playing with the bottle and shyly blinks at Jensen through his bangs. Chris can’t believe that Jared isn’t jumping up with joy and dragging Jensen out to have his wicked way with him. But that might really be Chris’ own impatience talking. But really, he'd been waiting for this moment for four years now. And he’ll be rich when Jared says yes, because he and Steve still have a bet going on.
“Dude, what are you waiting for, Padalecki?”
This time it’s Jensen choking on his beer and glaring at Chris.
“Man, don’t rush me. I am basking in the fact that Jensen took the first step here. He is so brave and my hero and al .l.. you know.”
Chris blinks now because he has never seen Jared this red or this shy before. Jensen seems to think it’s adorable because he's smiling softly at Jared, even while shaking his head. If Jared had said it any other way, Chris would have thought he was playing Jensen. But with this soft baritone and the blush, Chris thinks Jared is actually just trying to get out of an embarrassing situation and Jensen really is his hero.
“So?”
“Yeah. Okay. When?”
“Tomorrow evening? I’ll get you at seven.”
“Uhm, yeah don’t knock too early on my door.”
Chris doesn’t really know what’s going on, he knows they just agreed on a date and that Jensen apparently is the man in this relationship, the thing about the room is news to him though.
“Wait. Wait, he's living with you? Since when?”
At least Jensen has the decency to look a little uncomfortable, but eventually he just grins. Steve joins them before either Jared or Jensen can say anything and grabs the first beer he happens to come across which of course is Chris’. Chris, though, is too interested in the love story that is Jared and Jensen to actually complain … much.
“Hey ... my beer.”
“So? You left it with out company. Your own fault.”
“Did you know that Jared is living with Jensen.”
Steve looks at him as if he has lost his mind, Jared just hides his face while Jensen is laughing quietly next to him. Chris kind of hates his friends sometimes.
“That isn’t news, Chris. They have been living together for a while now.”
“No, here in LA.”
“Huh?”
“See? You didn’t know that either.”
With their combined stares and nagging, Chris and Steve actually managed to get Jensen to admit that Jared doesn’t have place in LA anymore and is living with him during hiatus.
Chris thinks it’s the cutest way of telling people you're together. But then Chris never says or thinks that people are cute, so it doesn’t matter anyway. He's just glad that now he stop wondering when his friends will finally get their heads out of their asses and be together.
Because thanks to Jensen, they're on the easiest and best way to do just that. And, really, Jared and Jensen together isn’t anything new. Chris just thinks he might have to get used to a lot of more PDA now.
With a last look at a shyly smiling Jared and a Jensen who looks rather proud, Chris lets himself be dragged on stage without much of a protest. He knows which song he’ll make Steve play anyway.
***
Fic title: "Nothing is sure"
Author:the_milky_way
Genre: My Bloody Valentine/Friday 13th crossover
Pairing: Tom Hanniger/Clay Miller
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This story is fictional (not real, didn't happen). Not true in any way. I don't own anything.
Might have spoilers of "My Bloody Valentine" and for "Friday 13th" for those who haven't seen the movies yet.
*kros_21 wanted Tom Hanniger/Clay Miller where Tom isn't the bad guy.
Tom knows he's still the prime suspect; evidence and his own fucked up life aren’t exactly working in his favor. Axel isn’t really listening anyway, especially not after they escaped from the situation in the mine and the murderer just vanished.
He should probably leave again, like he did so many years ago. Leave it all behind and be done with it. Only he knows he'll never really be done with it. It'll always be there, always haunting him.
And he has a reason to stay -- a reason he hasn’t really considered yet.
It’s nice, in a way, to know that suddenly someone is there. That it's someone who understands him, at least a little bit, and who doesn’t blink when Tom wakes up shaking and screaming. That it's someone who doesn’t say a word when Tom just shuts down and refuses to do anything. Who doesn’t even ask or offer anything more than the comfort Tom will actually accept.
Clay is someone he can talk to, which in itself is a some kind of small miracle because Tom doesn’t talk. Tom never talks about things.
Tom runs. Tom hides. Tom doesn’t have a life that isn’t ruled by fear, anxiety and nightmare. Tom usually runs as fast as he can, wherever he can, and as far away as possible.
Only now he isn’t. And he doesn’t really know why.
Clay believed him, even when things looked bad. Believed him even when Tom freaked out and refused to calm down after the episode in the mine. Clay just said he knew what it was like, to have nightmares and visions of horror in his head every day.
Clay didn’t even blink when Tom was covered in blood. Just reached out, wiped it away and smiled a little. A smile that should have sent shivers through Tom’s body and it did, just not the way Tom had anticipated.
Tom isn’t sure what Clay is still doing in town now. Nothing to report about, nothing to really write about.
And yet, Clay is still there.
There isn’t a real chance of it working out. They are far too fucked up, far too different. Even so, Tom still knocks on Clay’s door at the motel every night after his shift at the mine.
Tom still doesn’t hesitate when the door is opened.
Tom doesn’t say a word when Clay pins him down and does what he wants. Tom just closes his eyes, takes what he can and thinks that this is better than anything he’s ever had. Thinks that this what his life should be like, no matter how fucked up and emotionally crippled they both are. Because it works.
Tom feels alive. Feels alive under Clay, under Clay’s hands, his lips and his teeth. Feels the nightmares retreat when Clay is there, when he whispers dirty words and tells him a story so horrible Tom doesn’t know how anybody could survive that.
But than he remember that he's alive, that he feels alive for the first time in years. Finally alive and less like a soulless being left behind by nightmares and a psychotic murderer.
He knows it’s not over, that it'll probably never be. Not in his mind, definitely not in his dreams. He knows it’s not over for Clay, either.
Instead, it just gets better, more bearable. Slowly, each day. Every time he and Clay forget the world, forget the pain and just are. Just exist together.
Tom's starting to think that this together, this being with Clay, might just be a good enough reason to finally stop running. To finally hold on to something that isn’t all that bad and might even be good.
***
Fic title: "Alec likes the quiet"
Author:the_milky_way
Genre: Dark Angel/RPS
Pairing: Alec/X5!Jared
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This story is fictional (not real, didn't happen). Not true in any way. I don't own anything.
*purequicksilver asked for Dark Angel Alec training something and maybe some X5!Jared there as well. Well, that was fun writing it.
It’s quiet. Not too quiet, since the sounds of the house he's currently squatting in are kind of soothing. Moving floors, creaking foundations, and it makes the house seem almost alive and Alec likes that. He hates dead things, and ever since he'd gotten out, everything alive and living is something he feels comfortable around.
Max had said it'd be okay to take the house, to get away from TC for a while so he could sort through the things he needs to get done while representing his brothers and sisters. Alec still doesn’t know what he did to earn this position. It’s flattering, but still not really something Alec feels completely up to doing.
The piano had been a present from Joshua and Alec hasn’t asked where he had gotten it. It’s probably the one from Father’s house and the implications of that send a shiver down his spine. Not only the memories, but the idea of what Joshua had to do to get it make Alec feel slightly uncomfortable.
Even so, he still feels better now that he has for ages. He loves to play, loves the way he's able to create notes and even whole melodies with it. It’s something he's grateful for and maybe a little glad that Manticore had allowed him to learn.
He's been playing for about an hour, just to relax, and maybe even to get used to playing again. Not that he needs to practice, but it's a comforting and useful way to spend the time. Something which Alec has learned to appreciate during the last few months.
Alec also appreciates that Jared isn’t interrupting him, even though he's been standing in the doorway for the better part of the hour Alec's been playing. Jared's quiet, though, Hasn't said a word, not even breathing loud enough for Alec to hear in any normal way. Jared's calm and Alec has latched onto this, has let this calm guide him while playing one of the slowest pieces he knows.
He feels the music in his blood, feels it flowing through every single nerve in his body and decides right then that he'll practice every day, and that every time he needs to relax and find his focus again, he'll play. And he might even ask Jared to be there as well.
“You help.”
Alec doesn’t know why he says it, he just knows that Jared was about to ask and that he had something to do with his previous thoughts. Jared has always denied it, but sometimes Alec thinks they made Jared psychic at Manticore. But then Jared only ever seems to be able to read Alec’s thoughts, so maybe not.
“I do?”
“Yeah. You calm me down when you're quiet. Which makes me wonder if something is wrong because you're never quiet.”
Alec doesn’t turn, but he knows Jared is smiling. He hears him coming closer and isn’t all that surprised when his arms slide around his shoulders and Jared’s cheek presses against his own.
This is new between them. Nothing Alec had anticipated and, judging from Max’ expression the first time she caught them kissing, she hadn’t either. Alec loved the look on her face, what he hadn’t loved had been the lecture that followed once Jared had been on an errand run.
Sure, Jared is young, the youngest of them all and rather inexperienced. But he still has his own mind though and knows how to underline that. Alex has experienced that first hand and his arm sometimes still twinges from the impact with the wall when Jared had him pinned the first time Alec had tried to end it between them for Jared’s own good.
Jared had been very clear on what he wanted and Alec had no problem with it. Not at all, because for some reason the young X5 had caught his attention and is still holding it. If Alec is honest with himself, Jared is holding a lot more than just Alec’s attention. But they aren’t there yet.
“Just didn’t want to interrupt you. Haven’t heard or seen you play like this. It’s … captivating. I ... I couldn’t move or be loud. I like that. I like that you can make me be quiet as well as loud.”
Alec snorts at the implications and moves a little on the small bench on front of the piano. When Jared takes the invitation and slides in next to him, Alec doesn’t suppress a smile.
It’s alright to feel this way, Alec knows it is. Jared makes sure he knows it is every time he does something Alec isn’t expecting.
He starts playing again, concentrates on the notes, the melody and on the body next to him. This is sort of perfect and Alec knows a lot about prefect. This is something even Max won’t be able to talk him out of, not when he has a say and not when Jared has does either.
He plays, collecting new memories with the music. Memories connected to the piano, but also to someone different than before, to someone who's still there and who Alec isn’t lying to.
Jared just leans against him and listens.
They are betaed.
Thank you
parka_girlFic title: "3 untitled Jared/Jensen ficlets"
Author:
the_milky_wayGenre: RPS
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This story is fictional (not real, didn't happen). Not true in any way. I don't own anything.
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incompletework2 asked for J2 and a wedding. I am so not sure if this is what you wanted. Uhm.. it was just there suddenly… Sorry?Jensen can't believe what's happening. He just cannot believe it. They've been waiting in the office for hours and there isn’t any sign of his parents or the justice of peace.
Jared fidgets in the seat next to him, looking possibly heartbroken. He hasn’t said a word in over ten minutes, and instead, just stares out the window. Jensen doesn’t know what to do to make it better. He just grabs Jared’s hand and holds on, but even that doesn’t even get a small smile out of Jared.
Mackenzie turns around in her seat and looks at them. Frowns when she sees Jared and takes her cell phone out again.
“I’ll try again. I don’t know why they don’t answer.”
Jensen sighs, starting a little when there's soft sob from Jared. Mack looks as shocked as Jensen, momentarily forgetting the cell phone pressed against her ear until the same automatic voice that always answers tells her the person she is trying to reach is temporarily unavailable.
“Jared?” Jensen isn’t sure what’s going on.
“I ... It’s my fault that they aren’t here.”
“What? Why?”
Jared turns and it breaks Jensen’s heart to see his red-rimmed eyes, the single tear trailing down his cheek.
“I ... I told them I’d be here with you when your dad asked. I know I shouldn’t have. They … they didn’t say anything, but I know they don’t … don’t want me here. Now that we … I'm sorry, Mack. I didn’t want to ruin your wedding. I'm sorry.”
There is stunned silence, not a single sound, and Jensen doesn’t know what to do or
what to say. So he just tugs Jared into his arms, holding him. Mack looks close to tears now and Daniel, her soon-to-be husband, just starts rubbing her arm in soothing circles.
Just when Jensen wants to say something, to tell Jared that there's no way his parents would do something like this. That he cannot believe they'd treat Jared, or their other children, this way, the door opens and seven flushed people enter the office.
The justice of peace immediately starts to utter apologies, something about an accident or whatever, Jensen isn’t really listening. Instead, he's too busy staring at his parents to register anything else.
“Mom? Dad?” Jared is up and out of Jensen’s arms before Jensen can say a word. All he has to do to know that everything is all right is look at his own parents standing behind Jared’s entire family. He feels the smile spread on his face and his mother actually winks at him.
Megan is flying past him to hug Mack, Jeff is sitting down next to Josh and they just watch the scene unfold with amused expressions.
“So, can we get married now?” Mack's standing next to Daniel, in front of the justice of peace, and smiling brilliantly at everyone present.
Jared is rambling on, asking his parents what they're doing here, why they're late and so on until Alan just places a hand on his shoulder. Jensen's prepared for anything. Things haven’t been as easy between Jared and Jensen’s parents after Jensen and Jared had decided to not hide anything from their families.
“Jared, I am sorry that we made you feel miserable the last few months. It wasn’t our intention. And after our last call, Donna and I thought about how we could make it up to you. Since you're part of the family, we though yours should be present as well today. It took a little longer than anticipated so that's why we're late. I'm sorry for that, Mackenzie. I know we should have called, but it was supposed to be a surprise and my cell died halfway to San Antonio.”
Jensen's never seen Jared smile like that, at least not at his dad. Alan just blinks, laughing as he pats Jared on the back. Jensen mouths ‘thank you’ at his parents while Jared's busy hugging them to an inch of their lives. Alan just nods, looking proud, and Jensen feels something settle within himself.
He fingers the ring box in his pocket, catches Mack looking at him and feels like this will be the right day. But he won't steal Mack’s show, so he just hugs her before he hands her off to Daniel.
Jared is vibrating next to him and they both don’t even try to hold back their happy tears when Mack says ‘yes’. Jensen loves Jared’s bright eyes lighting up even more, loves the way Jared isn’t holding back.
Jensen loves that Jared is there with him. That their families are there and that they're celebrating something Jensen still thinks is the base of a family, not matter what kind of family it might be. It’s not so much the institution, but the ritual he holds close and values. He knows he can be perfectly happy without it, but he's happy that they're still able to see something valuable in tradition.
Jared squeezes his hand, smiling all wide and happy when Mack and Daniel sign their papers and make it official.
Jensen thinks to himself that he and Jared would look great up there.
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hd_obsession wanted jealous boys. I hope this is close to what you wanted. Not so much schmoop here, sorry for that.The atmosphere is tense, cold even. They aren’t looking at each other, haven’t in the last two hours. Everyone around the table knows something's up but no one's saying anything. Not commenting on the things that aren’t happening.
Jared sighs, quietly and to himself because he doesn’t want to tick Jensen off again. This hasn’t been an easy week. Filled with a lot of work, promotion and almost no sleep, they are using up the last of their reserves now.
Something happened during the last week and Jared doesn’t really know what. He's clueless as to why Jensen suddenly turned colder than an iceberg, to why Jensen isn’t really speaking to him anymore, at least other than when it's necessary. Jared sniffles a little and wishes he has a tissue or something. Running noses aren’t that cool.
He glances up, actually expecting Jensen to be looking at him. But he isn’t. Jensen's talking to one of the new PA’s and to Misha at the same time. They smile, joke around and Jensen doesn’t even spare a single glance towards Jared. It hurts.
Jared’s stomach clenches and he feels like his breakfast is about to come up the wrong way. He's been feeling a little queasy all day anyway. He might even be running a little fever, probably because he'd been staying outside in the rain a little too long a few days ago. Jensen hadn’t been there to tell him to come inside like he usually does. Jensen had already been ignoring him by then.
Jared coughs a little but doesn’t really pay too much attention to it. It’s warm outside, his t-shirt is soaked with sweat but he all he feels is cold. He doesn't like this situation at all, knows that he's jealous. Jealous at the sight of Jensen giving his undivided attention to someone else when Jared is so close and craving it. Jealous at Misha for getting the smile Jared has been waiting to see for days. Jealous at the new PA for making Jensen laugh out loud. Just jealous. And Jared had always hoped he wouldn’t be the jealous kind.
But now he knows it’s natural and it hurts. He wants to go over there, wants to demand Jensen’s attention, wants to drag him off and be with him, all alone. But he isn’t and he won’t do it. Jared wouldn’t expose them like that. Not when he knows that Jensen would actually hate him for it, that he'd be hurt by it. Jared just can’t do that to Jensen.
Jared thinks that this might be it. That this might be the time he's been waiting for, been dreading, since the moment he realised that he was in love with Jensen and that Jensen might not feel the same. And now he thinks that Jensen is finally sick of him, sick of being around him constantly.
This is the new season, probably the last, and Jared thinks this is Jensen’s way of ending it before he has to think about life after the show is over. He just doesn’t know why it’s happening now and what he did to cause it. Because it has to be something he did, Jensen doesn’t doing anything without a reason.
“Jay? You okay?”
Jared blinks, hadn’t realised that he'd zoned out. He looks at Eric for a second and then nods.
“I'm fine. Just … a little tired.”
“We're done here anyway. Go rest and I'll call you when we are ready to start.”
Jared blinks again and sees that Jensen isn’t there. Jensen isn’t even in the room anymore, and when he looks up and across the table, Misha's frowning at him and definitely not in a good way. Jared leaves without even saying anything to the rest of the cast. He 'd been late this morning, due to Jensen sleeping in his room and Jared apparently not being able to set his alarm without Jensen being present, so he hadn’t had the time to say hi to everyone.
Jared is dizzy when he wakes up again. He hasn’t felt like this since last winter when he'd actually managed to catch a virus and slept for almost three days without a break. When the knock sounds again, Jared knows why he's awake.
“I'm coming. Just a minute.”
“It’s me Jared. Let me in. I have to talk to you.”
Jared doesn’t know what Misha wants, but opens the door anyway. He's back on the small cot before Misha is fully inside the trailer. He takes a look at Jared and starts making tea. It’s always tea with Misha so Jared doesn’t say a word, not that he could have stopped him anyway.
“So, what is it? You wanted to talk?”
“What did you do to Jensen?”
“Huh?”
Jared doesn’t really know what to say. It’s not really any of Misha’s business and Jared actually is about to say it when a cough starts to deep in his chest. He has tears in his eyes by the time he can breath again. Misha is in front of him, has his hands on his forehead and under his arms, holding him up.
“Dammit. Jared, you are running a fever. Why aren’t you home and in bed?”
“Work. First day. No way I could miss it.”
“Yeah well, congrats you'll miss more days since it’s kind of a staying-bed thing now. Why didn’t you tell Jensen, he would have had you home in no time.”
Jared coughs again, not really sure if it’s a real one or just out of embarrassment.
“He’s not talking to me. I don’t know what I did … but … I.” Jared isn’t really able to finish the sentence. It's stuck on his lips and then he's coughing again. He just sags against the cushions and doesn’t want to move for a while.
The next time he looks up, Jensen is there. Jensen, who looks so guilty and so concerned that Jared actually feels bad for him. Misha is behind him, telling Eric what’s going on. Before Jared knows it, he's in his car and on his way home. Jensen is driving.
“I'm sorry, Jared.”
Jared feels his head loll against the car window and he has a hard time keeping his eyes open. He always forgets how fast these stupid colds can drag him under and he was feeling fine this morning. Well not really finem but better than now.
“Huh?”
“I'm sorry. I was… I was jealous.”
“Jealous? Why?”
Jared feels Jensen’s cool hand settle on his own and sighs at the contact. It feels good but it would feel better on his forehead or on his neck. Jensen snorts next to him and Jared thinks he might have said it out loud. A second later Jensen’s hand is on his neck. Jared loves it.
“Because … I was stupid.”
It takes second for Jared to understand what Jensen is talking about and then another few seconds before he gets back into the conversation.
“Okay. Jealous and stupid. Like a teenager dealing out the silent treatment. Nice, Jensen.”
“God, Jared. I'm sorry. I just ... you spent so much time with Sandy again and you ... you didn’t tell me about you two meeting up during hiatus. Chad told me, said it would be better for me to figured out now that's what you wanted. Over the phone.”
Jensen isn’t really looking at the road and Jared wants to tell him off for it, but he just coughs again and closes his eyes. He will rip Chad a new one when he isn’t feeling like dying. He wonders why Chad can’t suppress his douche tendencies when it comes to Jensen.
“ I just … I couldn’t handle i t… and then you… Fuc k… And dude, you are sick now and this is not the time to talk about it.”
Jared thinks this is the perfect time to talk about it.
“Thought you were breaking up with me.” Jared knows he is slurring, shivers a little and borrows closer against the cool window.
“Shit. No, Jare … never.”
Jared wants to believe it. Really wants to believe it.
“Sleep, Jay. Just .. we'll talk later. I'll be there.”
Jared doesn’t know how, but the next time he is halfway conscious, he's in his bed with Jensen propped up against the headboard and cool washcloths on his forehead. Jensen is talking quietly into the phone and Jared just listens in.
It takes a while for Jared to realise that Jensen is talking to Sandy. That he's talking about what happened and then he smile when Jensen admit that he's been a stupid asshole.
Jared nods against Jensen’s chest, which earns him a chuckle and another cool washcloth on his neck.
Jared sighs deeply. They will talk about it when he is better. Nothing's solved, but Jensen's there now.
Jensen's there and that's what counts.
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mnemosime asked for something a long the lines of Jensen making a move and Jared being shy. Hope it comes close to what you wanted.. :) Chris has a hard time suppressing sniggers, or at least not bursting due to suppressed laughter. He's never seen two people so completely infatuated with each other without realising it. Steve thinks they do realise it and are just too stupid to act on it. But Chris has more faith in them than Steve does.
They've been circling each other for years. Having grown closer and impossible to figure out when together. Chris doesn’t really know when things got serious, but he sure as hell knows that they aren’t that far from being married. Even if Steve gets a laughing fit every time Chris dares to mention it.
They're at one of the gigs Steve has in LA and have actually managed to be all there. Chris likes the fact that they all have some kind of hiatus even though he's the one going up north filming again.
Jensen hangs at the bar, trying to get more drinks than just the one bottle of beer each them has scored so far. Jared, well Chris would say he is mooning but then Jared would hit him and Chris doesn’t feel the urge to nurse bruises for a week. Jared packs a mean punch and Chris never expected it after all the puppy analogies Jensen had fed him before Chris met Jared in person.
So Chris just says Jared's staring at Jensen again and is rewarded with a glare. But that's better than getting huge hand prints on his arm. He's not for being marked when it doesn’t mean anything.
Jensen makes his way slowly through the crowd and Jared is almost bouncing, waiting to get close to him again. This time Chris snorts. Those two are so obvious. Steve just laughs quietly and makes his way to the stage. Jensen gets them a few more beers and complains about being ignored at the bar.
By the time Steve is through his first set, Chris is about to grab Jared and Jensen and shut them in one of the backstage offices. They are still dancing around each other and Chris is slowly losing his patience.
He's about to act on his plan when Jensen says something that stuns Chris as well as Jared. But Jared is faster at recovering, while Chris almost chokes in his beer before he can say a word.
“You ... what? You want to ... what?”
“Go out with you. Didn’t think it was that loud here, Jared.”
Chris almost laughs out loud when he sees Jared blushing and suddenly becoming all shy. There's a small smile and a lot of hope in Jared’s eyes and Chris is pretty sure those things are mirrored on Jensen’s face as well.
“Go … uhm go out like on a date?”
“No, Jared, go out like we do every time we go out. Of course a date, you dork. Wouldn’t have to ask you otherwise.”
“Yeah. Right.”
Jared is playing with the bottle and shyly blinks at Jensen through his bangs. Chris can’t believe that Jared isn’t jumping up with joy and dragging Jensen out to have his wicked way with him. But that might really be Chris’ own impatience talking. But really, he'd been waiting for this moment for four years now. And he’ll be rich when Jared says yes, because he and Steve still have a bet going on.
“Dude, what are you waiting for, Padalecki?”
This time it’s Jensen choking on his beer and glaring at Chris.
“Man, don’t rush me. I am basking in the fact that Jensen took the first step here. He is so brave and my hero and al .l.. you know.”
Chris blinks now because he has never seen Jared this red or this shy before. Jensen seems to think it’s adorable because he's smiling softly at Jared, even while shaking his head. If Jared had said it any other way, Chris would have thought he was playing Jensen. But with this soft baritone and the blush, Chris thinks Jared is actually just trying to get out of an embarrassing situation and Jensen really is his hero.
“So?”
“Yeah. Okay. When?”
“Tomorrow evening? I’ll get you at seven.”
“Uhm, yeah don’t knock too early on my door.”
Chris doesn’t really know what’s going on, he knows they just agreed on a date and that Jensen apparently is the man in this relationship, the thing about the room is news to him though.
“Wait. Wait, he's living with you? Since when?”
At least Jensen has the decency to look a little uncomfortable, but eventually he just grins. Steve joins them before either Jared or Jensen can say anything and grabs the first beer he happens to come across which of course is Chris’. Chris, though, is too interested in the love story that is Jared and Jensen to actually complain … much.
“Hey ... my beer.”
“So? You left it with out company. Your own fault.”
“Did you know that Jared is living with Jensen.”
Steve looks at him as if he has lost his mind, Jared just hides his face while Jensen is laughing quietly next to him. Chris kind of hates his friends sometimes.
“That isn’t news, Chris. They have been living together for a while now.”
“No, here in LA.”
“Huh?”
“See? You didn’t know that either.”
With their combined stares and nagging, Chris and Steve actually managed to get Jensen to admit that Jared doesn’t have place in LA anymore and is living with him during hiatus.
Chris thinks it’s the cutest way of telling people you're together. But then Chris never says or thinks that people are cute, so it doesn’t matter anyway. He's just glad that now he stop wondering when his friends will finally get their heads out of their asses and be together.
Because thanks to Jensen, they're on the easiest and best way to do just that. And, really, Jared and Jensen together isn’t anything new. Chris just thinks he might have to get used to a lot of more PDA now.
With a last look at a shyly smiling Jared and a Jensen who looks rather proud, Chris lets himself be dragged on stage without much of a protest. He knows which song he’ll make Steve play anyway.
***
Fic title: "Nothing is sure"
Author:
the_milky_wayGenre: My Bloody Valentine/Friday 13th crossover
Pairing: Tom Hanniger/Clay Miller
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This story is fictional (not real, didn't happen). Not true in any way. I don't own anything.
Might have spoilers of "My Bloody Valentine" and for "Friday 13th" for those who haven't seen the movies yet.
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kros_21 wanted Tom Hanniger/Clay Miller where Tom isn't the bad guy.Tom knows he's still the prime suspect; evidence and his own fucked up life aren’t exactly working in his favor. Axel isn’t really listening anyway, especially not after they escaped from the situation in the mine and the murderer just vanished.
He should probably leave again, like he did so many years ago. Leave it all behind and be done with it. Only he knows he'll never really be done with it. It'll always be there, always haunting him.
And he has a reason to stay -- a reason he hasn’t really considered yet.
It’s nice, in a way, to know that suddenly someone is there. That it's someone who understands him, at least a little bit, and who doesn’t blink when Tom wakes up shaking and screaming. That it's someone who doesn’t say a word when Tom just shuts down and refuses to do anything. Who doesn’t even ask or offer anything more than the comfort Tom will actually accept.
Clay is someone he can talk to, which in itself is a some kind of small miracle because Tom doesn’t talk. Tom never talks about things.
Tom runs. Tom hides. Tom doesn’t have a life that isn’t ruled by fear, anxiety and nightmare. Tom usually runs as fast as he can, wherever he can, and as far away as possible.
Only now he isn’t. And he doesn’t really know why.
Clay believed him, even when things looked bad. Believed him even when Tom freaked out and refused to calm down after the episode in the mine. Clay just said he knew what it was like, to have nightmares and visions of horror in his head every day.
Clay didn’t even blink when Tom was covered in blood. Just reached out, wiped it away and smiled a little. A smile that should have sent shivers through Tom’s body and it did, just not the way Tom had anticipated.
Tom isn’t sure what Clay is still doing in town now. Nothing to report about, nothing to really write about.
And yet, Clay is still there.
There isn’t a real chance of it working out. They are far too fucked up, far too different. Even so, Tom still knocks on Clay’s door at the motel every night after his shift at the mine.
Tom still doesn’t hesitate when the door is opened.
Tom doesn’t say a word when Clay pins him down and does what he wants. Tom just closes his eyes, takes what he can and thinks that this is better than anything he’s ever had. Thinks that this what his life should be like, no matter how fucked up and emotionally crippled they both are. Because it works.
Tom feels alive. Feels alive under Clay, under Clay’s hands, his lips and his teeth. Feels the nightmares retreat when Clay is there, when he whispers dirty words and tells him a story so horrible Tom doesn’t know how anybody could survive that.
But than he remember that he's alive, that he feels alive for the first time in years. Finally alive and less like a soulless being left behind by nightmares and a psychotic murderer.
He knows it’s not over, that it'll probably never be. Not in his mind, definitely not in his dreams. He knows it’s not over for Clay, either.
Instead, it just gets better, more bearable. Slowly, each day. Every time he and Clay forget the world, forget the pain and just are. Just exist together.
Tom's starting to think that this together, this being with Clay, might just be a good enough reason to finally stop running. To finally hold on to something that isn’t all that bad and might even be good.
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Fic title: "Alec likes the quiet"
Author:
the_milky_wayGenre: Dark Angel/RPS
Pairing: Alec/X5!Jared
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This story is fictional (not real, didn't happen). Not true in any way. I don't own anything.
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purequicksilver asked for Dark Angel Alec training something and maybe some X5!Jared there as well. Well, that was fun writing it.It’s quiet. Not too quiet, since the sounds of the house he's currently squatting in are kind of soothing. Moving floors, creaking foundations, and it makes the house seem almost alive and Alec likes that. He hates dead things, and ever since he'd gotten out, everything alive and living is something he feels comfortable around.
Max had said it'd be okay to take the house, to get away from TC for a while so he could sort through the things he needs to get done while representing his brothers and sisters. Alec still doesn’t know what he did to earn this position. It’s flattering, but still not really something Alec feels completely up to doing.
The piano had been a present from Joshua and Alec hasn’t asked where he had gotten it. It’s probably the one from Father’s house and the implications of that send a shiver down his spine. Not only the memories, but the idea of what Joshua had to do to get it make Alec feel slightly uncomfortable.
Even so, he still feels better now that he has for ages. He loves to play, loves the way he's able to create notes and even whole melodies with it. It’s something he's grateful for and maybe a little glad that Manticore had allowed him to learn.
He's been playing for about an hour, just to relax, and maybe even to get used to playing again. Not that he needs to practice, but it's a comforting and useful way to spend the time. Something which Alec has learned to appreciate during the last few months.
Alec also appreciates that Jared isn’t interrupting him, even though he's been standing in the doorway for the better part of the hour Alec's been playing. Jared's quiet, though, Hasn't said a word, not even breathing loud enough for Alec to hear in any normal way. Jared's calm and Alec has latched onto this, has let this calm guide him while playing one of the slowest pieces he knows.
He feels the music in his blood, feels it flowing through every single nerve in his body and decides right then that he'll practice every day, and that every time he needs to relax and find his focus again, he'll play. And he might even ask Jared to be there as well.
“You help.”
Alec doesn’t know why he says it, he just knows that Jared was about to ask and that he had something to do with his previous thoughts. Jared has always denied it, but sometimes Alec thinks they made Jared psychic at Manticore. But then Jared only ever seems to be able to read Alec’s thoughts, so maybe not.
“I do?”
“Yeah. You calm me down when you're quiet. Which makes me wonder if something is wrong because you're never quiet.”
Alec doesn’t turn, but he knows Jared is smiling. He hears him coming closer and isn’t all that surprised when his arms slide around his shoulders and Jared’s cheek presses against his own.
This is new between them. Nothing Alec had anticipated and, judging from Max’ expression the first time she caught them kissing, she hadn’t either. Alec loved the look on her face, what he hadn’t loved had been the lecture that followed once Jared had been on an errand run.
Sure, Jared is young, the youngest of them all and rather inexperienced. But he still has his own mind though and knows how to underline that. Alex has experienced that first hand and his arm sometimes still twinges from the impact with the wall when Jared had him pinned the first time Alec had tried to end it between them for Jared’s own good.
Jared had been very clear on what he wanted and Alec had no problem with it. Not at all, because for some reason the young X5 had caught his attention and is still holding it. If Alec is honest with himself, Jared is holding a lot more than just Alec’s attention. But they aren’t there yet.
“Just didn’t want to interrupt you. Haven’t heard or seen you play like this. It’s … captivating. I ... I couldn’t move or be loud. I like that. I like that you can make me be quiet as well as loud.”
Alec snorts at the implications and moves a little on the small bench on front of the piano. When Jared takes the invitation and slides in next to him, Alec doesn’t suppress a smile.
It’s alright to feel this way, Alec knows it is. Jared makes sure he knows it is every time he does something Alec isn’t expecting.
He starts playing again, concentrates on the notes, the melody and on the body next to him. This is sort of perfect and Alec knows a lot about prefect. This is something even Max won’t be able to talk him out of, not when he has a say and not when Jared has does either.
He plays, collecting new memories with the music. Memories connected to the piano, but also to someone different than before, to someone who's still there and who Alec isn’t lying to.
Jared just leans against him and listens.
Tags:
- character: alec,
- character: clay miller,
- character: jared,
- character: jensen,
- character: tom hanniger,
- character: x5!jared,
- fandom: dark angel,
- fandom: friday 13th,
- fandom: my bloody valentine,
- fandom: spn,
- genre: crossover,
- genre: rps,
- pairing: alec/x5!jared,
- pairing: jared/jensen,
- pairing: tom hanniger/clay miller
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Date: 2009-05-24 03:13 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2009-05-24 12:12 pm (UTC)From:Man, this was just a prompt and I never thought it would work so well. I think I might actually keep on working in this verse. It's fun so far.
I so happy you liked it.
♥
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Date: 2009-05-24 06:55 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2009-05-24 12:13 pm (UTC)From:I am so glad it worked for you. I was going for light and I wasn't sure if it worked.
*hugs*
It was fun writing this.
♥
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Date: 2009-05-24 03:43 pm (UTC)From:Sooo perfect! X5!Jared was even better than I dreamed he'd be – I loved that you described him as the youngest of them all and inexperienced and probably even somewhat innocent. Plus, Alec tried to break up with Jared for Jared's own good? N'awww, how heartbreaking and adorable is this? ♥
Dude, I'd just love to read more from this 'verse. Thanks so much for writing this, I enjoyed this SO SO SO MUCH. :)
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Date: 2009-05-24 05:29 pm (UTC)From:So I am happy that this is working for you and that you like it. I am actually really tempted to write more. I like the idea and this was fun writing.
I kind of have a picture in my mind now and those two might work as an inspiration.
♥
Thank you. :)
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Date: 2009-05-24 06:05 pm (UTC)From:Woo-hoo! AWESOME! :) *tempts you some more*
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Date: 2009-05-24 06:18 pm (UTC)From:But yes I think I'd like to play in this verse a little more. Maybe a prequel telling the story.. or something. I don't know yet. I don't really have an idea how to start yet.
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Date: 2009-05-24 07:43 pm (UTC)From:Oooh, a prequel would be much love! I'd be terribly curious how Alec and Jared met, how you can integrate Jared into the DA 'verse. Wee!X5!Jared, awww. ♥
But honestly, I'm pretty sure I'd be happy with whatever you want to write for this 'verse. :)
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Date: 2009-05-24 08:05 pm (UTC)From:Hehe, I'll see what I can do and come up with. I'll probably use it as some procrastination device. Instead of working on the thesis I'll write x5!Jared.. LOL
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Date: 2009-05-24 04:23 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2009-05-24 05:27 pm (UTC)From:Glad you liked them.
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Date: 2009-05-24 04:26 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2009-05-24 05:27 pm (UTC)From:I am happy this worked for you. :)
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Date: 2009-05-24 07:04 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2009-05-24 08:03 pm (UTC)From:♥
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Date: 2009-05-25 01:49 pm (UTC)From::)
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Date: 2009-05-26 01:22 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2009-05-26 11:05 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2009-06-11 10:01 pm (UTC)From:That was just awesome, even if I haven't even thought about the possibility before :D
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Date: 2009-06-17 05:59 pm (UTC)From:I am glad you liked it.
I am sort of obsessed with this pairing but I never thought I'd write it (well what prompts can do :)).
Thank you for the comment.
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Date: 2010-10-15 07:04 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-10-15 12:22 pm (UTC)From:Glad you liked it.
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Date: 2011-09-22 07:38 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 08:51 pm (UTC)From:Glad to know they all worked for you.
And yeah, I don't know why Clay/Tom works for me but it does... glad you liked it. :)