Hunting 101

Title: Hunting 101 Author: cillab42 Rating: Nc-17 (cursing) Pairings: Gen Wordcount: ~5,700 Warnings: None Author's Notes: This was fun to write because it let me step out of my comfort zone and explore a different side of supernatural. It is pre-series and I jumped at the chance to write a story about Missouri. I hope lyryk likes it. This is my summergen contribution taken from lyryk’s prompt: I'm partial to queer women and women of colour, so fic about Charlie, Cassie, Tamara, Kali or Missouri would be very happy-making to me. When I read her prompt, the line from John’s journal I went to Missouri and learned the truth popped into my head and that’s how this story came to be. Thanks to the always wonderful saltandburnboys for the super quick beta, any mistakes found are my own. I do not own the characters, nor am I profiting from this story. Summary: The end of one part of our lives usually means giving birth to something new. Missouri Moseley teaches John Winchester how to channel the pain of losing his wife in a way that will change his and his sons lives forever. ( Read more... )

Birthday ficlet

Birhtday ficlet from sanshal


The first time they met, it was virtually a scene out of Notting Hill- Jensen had his eyes glued to his blackberry as he strode purposefully out of the cafe and Jared managed to bang his head against the quaint bell that hung at the door, only to trip and crash into the older man.

“Ouff!”

“I’m so sorry-”

They spoke at the same time, Jensen finally forced into looking up from his phone while Jared tried to shove a bundle of napkins into his hands.

“You’ll need to wash that shirt immediately if you want to remove those stains.” He observed.

Jensen glanced up, “You think?”

Jared bit his lip, momentarily distracted by moss-green eyes before remembering his manners, “My home is just ‘round the corner; why don’t you come with me, wash that out?” “You won’t mind?”

“Hey man, I’m the one that rammed into you- it’s the least I can do... I’m Jared, by the way.”

“Jensen.”

“Nice to...well, bump into you.”

Jensen rolled his eyes, “You think you’re adorable, don’t you?”

“So I've been told.” Jared grinned back unrepentantly, showing his dimples.

Jensen did a double take- the giant had dimples???

“I guess I’ll have to agree with that assessment.” He admitted in a grudging murmur as he followed the taller man to his house.