When life hands you lemons, slash them with limes

All my stories are now archived at storiesimadeup (the masterlist for that can be found here), so you can find everything* there! But I haven't deleted the stuff originally posted here, so here's is a quick reference to all of my fic**:

( Supernatural Fic )

( Supernatural Coda Fics )

( CW RPS )

( Other )

( Original Fiction )

( Metaish )

* The exception to this is unfinished WiPs. They are all still here, but not over there.

**I am not always so great about keeping this super up-to-date, but my "stories i make up" tag covers all fic that I write.

Title: The Storm Outside and the Fire Bright
Date: March 2010
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: Approximately 7K

Warnings: WARNING! THIS STORY IS TOTALLY AWESOME AND NOT AT ALL SCHMOOPY AND RIDICULOUS, OKAY?

Author's Notes: Takes place sometime mid-S4. These are stories I made up. Thank you to kadiel_krieger for the last-minute read-through and to rhythmsextion for going above and beyond the call of beta duty on this one. This story is also pretty much entirely her fault. So there's that.

Summary: In which the weather sucks, the power is out and cuddles just sort of happen.

( They give up on filming around five when it becomes apparent to everyone that pretending the snow isn't there won't make the storm go away. )

I feel like once again the weather is conspiring against me. WOES!! Anywho, DRABBLE PROMPT THE SECOND!

Okay, so this one turned into more of a snippety storyish thing, I guess (I suspect there are a few more that will go that way...). Enough so that I'm sort of titling it. I wrote most of it at work. It was that kind of day.

This one is for qthelights, who requested: 2. Jensen/Misha - flaunting it because it freaks Jared out. This is... sort of that. *grins and stretches Misha muscles*

( 'I'm sick of Jared grabbing my ass,' Misha says as soon as Jensen steps into his trailer. )

***

I'm going to go get dinnerfoods now. CRANKYSAURUS WANTS NOMS!!

Ah, so I was again in grumpity rage today and then Misha started tweeting and, well... Sort of an add-on thing to this, because sometimes I, too, get bored.

Twitter is Srs Bznz

The twitter thing started because, having already conquered the whole of fandom as a fangirl, Misha wanted to see what sort of havoc he could wreak as himself.

Sometimes Misha gets bored.

The results are encouraging, to say the least. This is so much better than being a BNF.

Jensen looks up after reading Misha's latest string of bullshit and rolls his eyes. "Dude, you are seriously the biggest attention whore I have ever met."

Misha waits for a moment to see if a point is forthcoming. Jensen's twitter name is deansbitch78. If Misha is the world's biggest attention whore, Jensen is, hands down, his second-in-command. Not that Jensen would admit that.

"Wait a minute." Jensen looks at him suspiciously, like he's just now figured out what Misha is up to. "Are you seriously trying to make fandom wank?"

Misha grins, unrepentant. "I must admit," he says thoughtfully, "it's taking much longer than I expected. People really love me."

Jensen makes gagging noises and Misha gives him a look that is meant to convey, Bitch, please. I'm intimately familiar with the limits of your gag reflex. He's been studying Zach's expressions again, practicing in the mirror.

"Whatever, man. This is gonna come back to bite you in the ass at some point." Jensen goes back to penning the Misha/Bill Clinton story that he thinks he's kept under wraps. As if Misha doesn't know all of his passwords.

That's alright. Misha's had a Jensen/Jessica Alba story ready to post for months in case of just such an emergency.

Misha has to make his own fun almost always.

***

OH HAY WHAT NEW SPN TONITE? AWESOME!!!

So, this is a companion piece to this story and thus much more enjoyable if you've read it first.

Somehow, we have something of a universe plotted with this. At this point, I think kadiel_krieger and I are equally at fault. Go figure.

Title: Being Misha Collins
Universe: Useful Illusions
Pairing: Jensen/Misha
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: None of this ever happened. I'm not saying it did, or could or would. Really all I'm saying is, wouldn't it be hot?

Summary: Misha's evening starts out like the world's most awkward first date ever. It gets better. Eventually.

( Being Misha Collins )

And for those of you who are just here for the Misha fic...

Wherein Misha is Released Into An Unsuspecting Populace
Everyone Has An Opinion On Something
Tequila Is Not To Be Trusted
Even Criminal Masterminds Need A Mental Health Day
Sometimes Revelations Are Slow In Coming
Sometimes You Just Need Someone Else To Tell You You're An Idiot
Ask A Stupid Question...

( If the question is, 'Would you like bacon with that?' the answer is always 'Yes'. )

And with that, I need to go to bed. It is such a good thing the week is almost over!

So, tonight I'm going to see Cory Branan. I have to go get all fancy and stuff shortly, but I found myself with some free time and...

IDEK, you guys. missyjack posted this and I was like, "AW I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!" and I've been thinking about this scene all day so, yeah. I warn you, Misha only makes a brief appearance here. This is totally self-indulgent on my part. I didn't even make Kassie read it before I posted.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 and Part 5

( Jared thinks that Misha will be impossible to live with now. As if he weren't already )

Okay, look. I don't even know where this came from. *hands* Misha-- whatever. I would normally wait until I had a longer bit, but it is almost 2:30 in the morning and posting seems like a good idea, right? And now that the other Misha story is out of the way...

A continuation. Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3

( Even God had a day of rest and Misha figures, if it's good enough for God... )

So, I think it started like, "Wouldn't it be funny if..." and then there was chat, liquor, table dancing and I suddenly had over 10,000 words of this joker. It happened something like that, anyway. In conclusion: It's all Kassie's fault.

Pairing: Misha/Jensen
Rating: NC-17 for explicit sexual content
Notes: This is about as far removed from reality as you can possibly get. All for funsies and laffs. Any truefax are purely coincidental. And in the event that Misha is lurking around the fandom somewhere *paranoids* Plz don't read? And if you do, I'm sorry?
Warnings: Gratuitous use of Zach ex machina. Yeah, I went there!!

(Split into 2 parts because it was too long for one post. Grrr.)

( Fandom Is Srs Bznz )

So, this is a continuation of yesterday's fic. The plan was just random Misha crack. As it turns out, everyone wants to get in on the act. *shrugs*

Disclaimer: None of this is true stories I'm telling.

( Jensen sets down on the path to self-discovery. Turns out it's not so great. )