Growing Old Is compulsary...Growing Up Is Optional

Friends, Romans, Fl*sters, it's been a long time but I've finally managed to finish a fic! So without further ado here it is

Bring Me To Life!

Title: Hello Darkness My Old friend
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 429
Summary: After a long difficult day filming, Jared just wants the light back in his world.
Disclaimer: Here be fiction, folks. This isn’t real nor is it meant to reflect the relationship between the two men, whose names and faces I’m borrowing.  This is my very own little take on reality or as I like to think of it now, the wrong trouser leg of time, where our universe and this one split apart, and this universe is bathed in a rosy pink hue.
Author’s Notes: This little ficlet came about after Various and Sundry Villains. I think Jared is doing an amazing with Sam’s latest storyline, and it made me think about the effect it could be having on him. Written during my lunch break, then kidnaped and beta’d by the long-suffering bigj52. I still owe that woman a statue.

Jared opened the door to his trailer and trudged inside, it had been a long hard day. He’d finished filming his scene with Ruth, the one where Sam had made his confession about what had happened with Lucifer.  Ruth had been amazing. It had been so easy to lose himself in Sam’s pain and depression, and that was the problem. Sam was the eternal optimist of the Supernatural world, and now seeing him brought low, lying in bed half the day and lashing out at friends was just a little too close to home for comfort for Jared. He could feel his own darkness inching closer, taking all the colour and light from the world. He just needed some rest, and he’d be fine.

He summoned up the energy to walk over to the couch and sat down. He let his head fall back against the wall and closed his eyes, he didn’t want to see the darkness getting closer. To be fair to Andrew, he’d asked if Jared would be alright with the storyline, and after consulting his therapist and family, he’d felt strong enough to tackle the latest emotional hurricane Sam was caught up in.

He’d been doing well until today, but now he felt as if he was drowning in the dark waters of depression.  He needed the light and colour back in his world. Jared knew he should call someone, but he simply couldn’t find the energy to reach for his phone, and so he sat in silence.

The trailer door opened and it brought a blast of cold air that made Jared shiver. Someone was standing watching him. The door closed and Jared knew the other person was still in the room. He could hear them breathe, then footsteps as they crossed the trailer.

The couch dipped and there was a welcome warmth along Jared’s side, as a familiar hand curled around his own. He managed a weak smile. “Jensen,” he sighed as the other man put his arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer.

Jared slid down the seat and rested his head against Jensen’s chest, listening to the reassuring beat of his heart. Jensen stroked his hair and Jared held on tighter. There was no need for words, he had everything he needed. As Jensen’s arms wrapped around him, he lifted his head and opened his eyes. The darkness was receding, and his world was no longer tinged sepia and grey, it burst into vibrant colour when saw the love in Jensen’s forest green eyes.

His light was here with him.
 

Title: Wednesday Night Down at The Anti-Christ’s
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 21680
Summary: Jared Padalecki always thought he was just an average guy, until the day his dad told him all about the family business. Now he’s trying to rule Hell, and deal with minions who keep offering him virgin sacrifices. If that wasn’t bad enough the latest offering just happens to be the man of his dreams.
Disclaimer: Here be fiction, folks. This isn’t real nor is it meant to reflect the relationship between the two men, whose names and faces I’m borrowing.  This is my very own little take on reality or as I like to think of it now, the wrong trouser leg of time, where our universe and this one split apart, and this universe is bathed in a rosy pink hue.
Author’s Notes: Just in case anyone is wondering this story was started a long, long time ago and was inspired by a conversation with stir_of_echoes about the colour of Jared’s eyes!  It’s amazing where my imagination goes if it’s left to its own devices. As always many thanks go to bigj52 for her tireless work in turning my scribbles into English. Also a big thank you to milly_gal for encouraging (nagging) me to keep working on this, so if you don’t like the story now you know who to blame *G*.


( Wednesday Night chap 2 )

Dear, dear friends........help!  I'm plotting, and puzzling over my fic I'm writing for dizzojay.  Can anyone help me with the mysteries of camping?

I have a few good ideas, but a complete lack of knowledge of the art of pitching a tent in the Canadian wilds!

So come along ladies can you help me out?  I'd hate to have Jared start a forest fire! Can you imagine the shame of having our Moose deported?

Also do you think it would be too cold to go camping at the end of March? I don't want to feeze poor Jensen half to death.....well not right away.

After all I think the guys will have enough on their plates, without bad weather as well *G*

Prompt Number: E30012
Artist: heartblowswild
Title: Crisis Negotiations
Author: sasha-dragon
Fandom/Genre: Supernatural RPF/ AU
Pairing(s): Jared/Jensen
Rating: R
Word Count: 12000.
Warnings: The total misuse of FBI protocols for hostage negotiations, and just to warn you I’ve borrowed the ear bud technology from Leverage, so tech accuracy is a little shaky as well.  So sorry! Also minor character death.
Summary: When Hostage Rescue Team One of the Crisis Negotiation is called into a hostage situation, they find themselves caught up in more than just a bank robbery gone wrong.
Disclamer: Here be fiction, folks. This isn’t real nor is it meant to reflect the relationship between the two men, whose names and faces I’m borrowing.  This is my very own little take on reality or as I like to think of it now, the wrong trouser leg of time, where our universe and this one split apart, and this universe is bathed in a rosy pink hue.
Author’s Notes: First and foremost, my thanks go to my amazing beta bigj52.  There should be statues erected and sonnets written for this amazing woman.  I can never fully express my gratitude at her endless patience in dealing with my scribbles. Secondly, this was my entry for this year’s spn_reversebang, and I want to apologize to my poor long-suffering artist heartblowswild for being so very late with my story. I hope that she thinks it was worth the wait.




( Crisis Negotiations, Chp 3 )

Prompt Number: E30012
Artist: heartblowswild
Title: Crisis Negotiations
Author: sasha-dragon
Fandom/Genre: Supernatural RPF/ AU
Pairing(s): Jared/Jensen
Rating: R
Word Count: 12000.
Warnings: The total misuse of FBI protocols for hostage negotiations, and just to warn you I’ve borrowed the ear bud technology from Leverage, so tech accuracy is a little shaky as well.  So sorry! Also minor character death.
Summary: When Hostage Rescue Team One of the Crisis Negotiation is called into a hostage situation, they find themselves caught up in more than just a bank robbery gone wrong.
Disclamer: Here be fiction, folks. This isn’t real nor is it meant to reflect the relationship between the two men, whose names and faces I’m borrowing.  This is my very own little take on reality or as I like to think of it now, the wrong trouser leg of time, where our universe and this one split apart, and this universe is bathed in a rosy pink hue.
Author’s Notes: First and foremost, my thanks go to my amazing beta bigj52.  There should be statues erected and sonnets written for this amazing woman.  I can never fully express my gratitude at her endless patience in dealing with my scribbles. Secondly, this was my entry for this year’s spn_reversebang, and I want to apologize to my poor long-suffering artist heartblowswild for being so very late with my story. I hope that she thinks it was worth the wait.



( Crisis Negotiations Chap 2 )

 

Title: Do you come here often?
Word Count:  5330
Rating: NC-17
Summary:  After losing a bet to Jared, Jensen discovers his inner freak. A short tale of pink tutus, pole dancing, and Jared wearing nothing but a bow tie.
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Disclaimer: Here be fiction, folks. This isn’t real nor is it meant to reflect the relationship between the two men, whose names and faces I’m borrowing.  This is my very own little take on reality or as I like to think of it now, the wrong trouser leg of time, where our universe and this one split apart, and this universe is bathed in a rosy pink hue.
Warnings: Here be porn folks, it’s been a while so I might be rusty. I suppose it goes without saying there will be a naked Jensen.
Notes:  A long, long time ago I promised somersault_j a stripper story and me being me, took forever to write it. So here is a belated birthday present, for a lovely lady who cheerleads, and encourages our fandom in many different ways, including being a purveyor of very fine porn, and who has a wicked turn of phrase in her own right.  As always profound and grovelling thanks go to bigj52, for her work in turning this into something that resembles English.



( Do You Come Here Often? )

Title: Every Little Thing He Does Is Magic
Word Count: 2450
Pairing/Character: Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jared is tired, bruised and worn down filming season eight. Thank goodness for Jensen and all the little things he does for him.
Warnings: None, except excessive schmoop.
Disclaimer: Here be fiction, folks. This isn’t real nor is it meant to reflect the relationship between the two men, whose names and faces I’m borrowing.  This is my very own little take on reality or as I like to think of it now, the wrong trouser leg of time.  Wherein our universe and this one split apart, and this universe is bathed in a rosy pink hue.
Author’s Notes: After staring blankly at the long list of unfinished fics on my computer, I thought I actually ought to get some writing done.  This fic was started last year around the time Jared broke his rib, and it quickly developed into a schmoop fest. So if you’re looking for porn, then I’m sorry this is not the fic you are looking for (better luck with my next WIP). I’ve finally finished it, and I’m inflicting it upon you poor unsuspecting souls.

 As always my heartfelt thanks go to bigj52, a beta without parallel who still puts up with me and tidies up my mess. Also to milly_gal who did a quick read through and said go for it, and of course many thanks go to my long suffering fl*st. That wonderful group of fan girls who put up with me wibbling at them, and amazingly still read my stories.


( Every Little Thing He Does )

Title: Happy Anniversary.
Word Count: 4860.
Pairing/Character: Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It’s been Eight Years since Supernatural first aired. What can the boys do to celebrate?
Warnings: None, except excessive schmoop, and a slightly battered Jensen.
Disclaimer: Here be fiction, folks. This isn’t real nor is it meant to reflect the relationship between the two men, whose names and faces I’m borrowing.  This is my very own little take on reality or as I like to think of it now, the wrong trouser leg of time, where our universe and this one split apart and this universe is bathed in a rosy pink hue.
Author’s Notes: Before we go any further, I promise that this will be sent to my long suffering Beta bigj52, very soon.  I had my reasons for posting this quickly. For a start I want to belatedly join in the celebrations of the birth of our show. Secondly, I wrote this as a birthday present for somersault_j, I really hope she likes it. I’m sorry it’s as rough as a badger’s bum, but I only started this yesterday *G* and yeah 4000 words of babbling later, here we are. Quick edit. I’ve now gotten this betaed by the truly wondrous bigj52. It should be readable now.  All feedback is cuddled to within an inch of its life.


( Happy Anniversary )