Reading is Fundamental (1/?)
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runedgirlTitle:Reading is Fundamental (1/?)
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: This part PG-13,
AN: Loving thanks to the other writers out there who inspired this story and opened my eyes to a thing or two. You'll know who you are:)
Jared was fidgety. Ok, that was sort of like saying Jared was breathing, because Jared was always fidgety. Even when he was unconscious. Jensen had slept – strike that – tried to sleep next to him on enough planes between Vancouver and LA to know that the man never really stopped moving. Must be how he was able to eat all that food and never gain weight. But this was above and beyond normal fidget levels.
“You wanna tell me what’s up?” Jensen finally asked, stealing a sideways glance. Jared shot him a look that said yes and no at the same time. He clearly had something on his mind and he just as clearly had no idea how to start the conversation. He opted for a dramatic sigh instead. Jensen wondered why he was the one with the reputation as a drama queen.
“Just spit it out Jare.” Jensen paused to consider that. Considering how free Jared was with his bodily functions – farting, burping, taking a leak – that probably wasn’t the wisest thing to say to him. “Well, you know, not literally,” Jensen qualified.
“Amusing.”
“I am, aren’t I? So c’mon, tell me what’s going on in that hairy head of yours.”
Another dramatic sigh. “Ok. Ok. . . . Thing is, I’ve been reading the fan fic, and – “
“Uh- oh – I already don’t like where this is going,” Jensen interrupted.
“Some of it’s really hot!” Jared protested. “And you know . . . educational.”
“Yeah, and we all buy Playboy for the articles.”
“No, seriously.”
“And how are they educational?”
“They write about things I’ve never heard of. I mean, some of those girls – I wanna know where they learn that stuff!”
“Such as?” Jensen asked looking over at Jared who was now literally bouncing on the sofa next to him. “No wait, I probably don’t want to know, do I?”
“Depends. There was this one – it talked about these steel rods.”
“Stop!!! I do not want to know this.”
“No really – it was amazing. Kinda scary at first, but then – wow. She made it sound intense.”
“I’m going to go out on a limb here and guess that anything involving sex – there was sex right?”
“Oh yeah!”
“ – and steel rods, is going to be intense.”
“Yeah. I think that’s a safe bet.”
“I know I’m going to regret this, but where did they go?” Jensen asked as he leaned forward to grab his beer from the coffee table in front of him.
“Into your dick.”
Jensen’s hand lurched and the beer bottle skittered across the table. Jared reached out to grab it before it tipped over and handed it to Jensen. “I knew I’d regret it,” Jensen said as he tentatively took the bottle from Jared’s hand.
Jared on the other hand, was warming to his subject. “Anyway, there are some – you think you’d be grossed out and stuff, but then you read them and well . . . For instance, there was this series – “
“Series?”
“Yeah, she wrote a few.“ Jared twitched and turned away from Jensen, apparently deciding that he needed to pay more attention to the hole in the knee of his jeans.
Jensen sighed. It wasn’t like this conversation was just going to end, so he might as well ask the inevitable question.
“What happened in this series?”
Jared’s answer was quiet – almost inaudible. “Pissing.”
“Huh?”
“Pissing?” This time Jared’s voice boomed making both of them jump. Jensen continued to stare. “Yeah. I know. It sounds gross and never in a million years would I have thought of doing that, but it was kinda hot too.”
And Jensen kept right on staring – just staring.
“You think I’m a freak, don’t you?”
“No,” Jensen replied in what had to have been the least convincing denial Jared had ever heard. Jensen hadn’t even bothered to try to act.
“I knew it.”
“When do you even have time to read all this stuff anyway?”
“You know, here and there.”
“I think I need another beer,” Jensen said, getting up off the sofa and heading to the kitchen.
Jared got up and followed. The fidgeting was back.
“There’s more isn’t there?” Jensen finally asked, resigning himself to the inevitable.
“Yeah.”
“Am I going to need something stronger than beer?” Jensen asked as he reached into the refrigerator, and began pawing his way through an array of carry out containers.
“Depends.”
“On?”
“I’ve been thinking . . .”
“Again, I don’t like the sound of this.”
“I feel kind of inadequate, you know? I mean, here are these girls, girls for fucks sake, and they all seem to know way more about sex than I ever will. I mean they even know the words for things. Did you even know there were words for some of those things?”
“There are words for everything Jared.” Jensen said as he turned back to Jared, having finally found two more beers behind the leftovers.
“Frottage?”
“I get all hot when you talk French to me,” Jensen smirked.
“Shut up. Do you know what it means?”
“Of course I do!”
“Yeah? What?”
“Sex with cheese? That would explain all the holes.” Jensen shook his head. “Filthy Swiss.”
“Joke all you want, but one day you’re going to get married.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And so am I.”
“Yeah. And?”
“Let’s face it – I have a pretty white bread sex life now. And once I’m married there are things I probably won’t ever get a chance to do. Ever.”
“What, Sandy’s not up for putting a steel rod up your dick?”
“No!”
Jensen backed off a bit.
“I mean I haven’t asked her. I mean - . “ Jared shook his head. “That’s not my point.”
“So what is your point?”
“My point is that you’re my best friend.”
“Changing the subject?”
“Not at all. I was thinking that there’s so much I don’t know and haven’t done and I’d hate to never have experienced . . . and you’re my best friend . . . and well . . . it makes sense.”
“Glad to know something makes sense.”
“What I’m saying is that I’ve never - with a guy.”
“What? Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“I don’t know. What do you think you’re saying? I’m saying. Shit. You know what I mean.”
“You want me to fuck you? Is that what you’re asking here? You want me to fuck you??”
“Who better to do it?”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“It means I trust you. And it means that I don’t want some random guy’s dick up my ass. What did you think I meant?”
“That you think I somehow have experience in this field.”
“No. Hadn’t occurred to me.” But now that it had occurred, Jared couldn’t keep from asking. “Umm . . . do you?”
Jensen stayed silent.
“Do you really??? Cool!!! Then you can be my Yoda!”
“Is that a crack about my age?”
“No, no, just that you’re – wiser. Jeeze you’re touchy.”
“And apparently you want to be feely.”
Jared snorted. “Sounds like the names of two more dwarves.”
“Yeah, the two they kicked out of the cottage for being perverts.”
“C’mon. They all were! Happy and Sleepy? Doc and Bashful?”
“You think about this stuff?”
“Not all the time no.” Jared grabbed Jensen’s beer and took a long pull from the bottle and then handed it back to Jensen. “Anyway, getting back to what I was saying.”
“So what, I’m just something to cross off your to do list?”
Jared giggled. “To do.”
“You’re such a six year old.”
Jared couldn’t stop giggling.
“I’m sorry, I don’t have sex with minors,” Jensen said as he walked past Jared and back into the livingroom.
“You do in the fan fiction,” Jared assured him.
Jensen stopped in his tracks. “I what?”
“The Wincest. Or, what do they call it? Weecest.”
“More pissing?”
“No. Not pee – wee. Like little Sam and Dean. They’re young. You know – wee.”
“Oh.” Jensen took a swig of his beer. “Isn’t that illegal?”
“Well, it’s consensual. There are some where Sam is really pervy.”
“Huh. There’s irony. Innocent Jared playing pervy Sam. So what else do I do in fanfiction?”
“Not much really. Mostly things are done to you. You’re kinda sub in most of it to be honest.”
“Am I?” Jensen tried to sound amused, but he wasn’t sure he really liked the idea of people seeing him that way. “So I’m your – “
“Sex slave. Yeah.”
“You’re making that up!”
“Nope. Don’t worry, though. You like it.”
“I do not!”
“Jensen.”
“What?”
“It’s fiction.”
“Exact - !”
And before Jensen could get the last syllable of his word out, Jared leaned forward, and kissed Jensen’s mouth closed, banging their teeth together painfully in the process. Jensen kept his eyes open and was doing that staring thing again, but he wasn’t backing away. He was just watching Jared and Jared was watching him and it was the least hot kiss either of them had experienced since high school.
“That was different,” Jared concluded when he pulled away.
Jensen ran his thumb vertically across his own lips. Wiping the traces away? Savoring the memory? It was hard for Jared to tell. “Very different.”
“Maybe we should close our eyes?”
“That’s a plan,” Jensen agreed.
Now that the element of surprise was gone, Jared was more tentative about moving in for the next kiss. And Jensen wasn’t helping by just standing there. After one or two false starts he finally tipped Jensen’s chin up a bit, leaned in and brushed his lips against Jensen’s. It was . . . odd. Jensen’s mouth was bigger, his lips different from any girl’s lips he’d ever kissed, and there was way-past-five-o’clock-shadow to contend with. Jared was thinking to himself that this is what it felt like to kiss a guy and cataloguing all the sensations – presumably to remember when he was an old married man – when he stopped cataloguing and just – kissed. The tip of his tongue slipped out of his own mouth and licked across Jensen’s lips and to Jared’s surprise, Jensen opened up and let him in. And as easily as that Jared went from “let’s do this to see what the hell it’s like” to “holy hell this feels good” and that scared the shit out of him. His eyes shot open and he pulled away from Jensen leaving him still leaning into the kiss and momentarily following his lips before he realized they were gone.
They both looked at each other for a second with that same kind of look people gave each other when they were trying to figure out if they both heard the gun go off in the distance.
Apparently they both had.
And they both chose to ignore it.
To be continued . . . .
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: This part PG-13,
AN: Loving thanks to the other writers out there who inspired this story and opened my eyes to a thing or two. You'll know who you are:)
Jared was fidgety. Ok, that was sort of like saying Jared was breathing, because Jared was always fidgety. Even when he was unconscious. Jensen had slept – strike that – tried to sleep next to him on enough planes between Vancouver and LA to know that the man never really stopped moving. Must be how he was able to eat all that food and never gain weight. But this was above and beyond normal fidget levels.
“You wanna tell me what’s up?” Jensen finally asked, stealing a sideways glance. Jared shot him a look that said yes and no at the same time. He clearly had something on his mind and he just as clearly had no idea how to start the conversation. He opted for a dramatic sigh instead. Jensen wondered why he was the one with the reputation as a drama queen.
“Just spit it out Jare.” Jensen paused to consider that. Considering how free Jared was with his bodily functions – farting, burping, taking a leak – that probably wasn’t the wisest thing to say to him. “Well, you know, not literally,” Jensen qualified.
“Amusing.”
“I am, aren’t I? So c’mon, tell me what’s going on in that hairy head of yours.”
Another dramatic sigh. “Ok. Ok. . . . Thing is, I’ve been reading the fan fic, and – “
“Uh- oh – I already don’t like where this is going,” Jensen interrupted.
“Some of it’s really hot!” Jared protested. “And you know . . . educational.”
“Yeah, and we all buy Playboy for the articles.”
“No, seriously.”
“And how are they educational?”
“They write about things I’ve never heard of. I mean, some of those girls – I wanna know where they learn that stuff!”
“Such as?” Jensen asked looking over at Jared who was now literally bouncing on the sofa next to him. “No wait, I probably don’t want to know, do I?”
“Depends. There was this one – it talked about these steel rods.”
“Stop!!! I do not want to know this.”
“No really – it was amazing. Kinda scary at first, but then – wow. She made it sound intense.”
“I’m going to go out on a limb here and guess that anything involving sex – there was sex right?”
“Oh yeah!”
“ – and steel rods, is going to be intense.”
“Yeah. I think that’s a safe bet.”
“I know I’m going to regret this, but where did they go?” Jensen asked as he leaned forward to grab his beer from the coffee table in front of him.
“Into your dick.”
Jensen’s hand lurched and the beer bottle skittered across the table. Jared reached out to grab it before it tipped over and handed it to Jensen. “I knew I’d regret it,” Jensen said as he tentatively took the bottle from Jared’s hand.
Jared on the other hand, was warming to his subject. “Anyway, there are some – you think you’d be grossed out and stuff, but then you read them and well . . . For instance, there was this series – “
“Series?”
“Yeah, she wrote a few.“ Jared twitched and turned away from Jensen, apparently deciding that he needed to pay more attention to the hole in the knee of his jeans.
Jensen sighed. It wasn’t like this conversation was just going to end, so he might as well ask the inevitable question.
“What happened in this series?”
Jared’s answer was quiet – almost inaudible. “Pissing.”
“Huh?”
“Pissing?” This time Jared’s voice boomed making both of them jump. Jensen continued to stare. “Yeah. I know. It sounds gross and never in a million years would I have thought of doing that, but it was kinda hot too.”
And Jensen kept right on staring – just staring.
“You think I’m a freak, don’t you?”
“No,” Jensen replied in what had to have been the least convincing denial Jared had ever heard. Jensen hadn’t even bothered to try to act.
“I knew it.”
“When do you even have time to read all this stuff anyway?”
“You know, here and there.”
“I think I need another beer,” Jensen said, getting up off the sofa and heading to the kitchen.
Jared got up and followed. The fidgeting was back.
“There’s more isn’t there?” Jensen finally asked, resigning himself to the inevitable.
“Yeah.”
“Am I going to need something stronger than beer?” Jensen asked as he reached into the refrigerator, and began pawing his way through an array of carry out containers.
“Depends.”
“On?”
“I’ve been thinking . . .”
“Again, I don’t like the sound of this.”
“I feel kind of inadequate, you know? I mean, here are these girls, girls for fucks sake, and they all seem to know way more about sex than I ever will. I mean they even know the words for things. Did you even know there were words for some of those things?”
“There are words for everything Jared.” Jensen said as he turned back to Jared, having finally found two more beers behind the leftovers.
“Frottage?”
“I get all hot when you talk French to me,” Jensen smirked.
“Shut up. Do you know what it means?”
“Of course I do!”
“Yeah? What?”
“Sex with cheese? That would explain all the holes.” Jensen shook his head. “Filthy Swiss.”
“Joke all you want, but one day you’re going to get married.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And so am I.”
“Yeah. And?”
“Let’s face it – I have a pretty white bread sex life now. And once I’m married there are things I probably won’t ever get a chance to do. Ever.”
“What, Sandy’s not up for putting a steel rod up your dick?”
“No!”
Jensen backed off a bit.
“I mean I haven’t asked her. I mean - . “ Jared shook his head. “That’s not my point.”
“So what is your point?”
“My point is that you’re my best friend.”
“Changing the subject?”
“Not at all. I was thinking that there’s so much I don’t know and haven’t done and I’d hate to never have experienced . . . and you’re my best friend . . . and well . . . it makes sense.”
“Glad to know something makes sense.”
“What I’m saying is that I’ve never - with a guy.”
“What? Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“I don’t know. What do you think you’re saying? I’m saying. Shit. You know what I mean.”
“You want me to fuck you? Is that what you’re asking here? You want me to fuck you??”
“Who better to do it?”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“It means I trust you. And it means that I don’t want some random guy’s dick up my ass. What did you think I meant?”
“That you think I somehow have experience in this field.”
“No. Hadn’t occurred to me.” But now that it had occurred, Jared couldn’t keep from asking. “Umm . . . do you?”
Jensen stayed silent.
“Do you really??? Cool!!! Then you can be my Yoda!”
“Is that a crack about my age?”
“No, no, just that you’re – wiser. Jeeze you’re touchy.”
“And apparently you want to be feely.”
Jared snorted. “Sounds like the names of two more dwarves.”
“Yeah, the two they kicked out of the cottage for being perverts.”
“C’mon. They all were! Happy and Sleepy? Doc and Bashful?”
“You think about this stuff?”
“Not all the time no.” Jared grabbed Jensen’s beer and took a long pull from the bottle and then handed it back to Jensen. “Anyway, getting back to what I was saying.”
“So what, I’m just something to cross off your to do list?”
Jared giggled. “To do.”
“You’re such a six year old.”
Jared couldn’t stop giggling.
“I’m sorry, I don’t have sex with minors,” Jensen said as he walked past Jared and back into the livingroom.
“You do in the fan fiction,” Jared assured him.
Jensen stopped in his tracks. “I what?”
“The Wincest. Or, what do they call it? Weecest.”
“More pissing?”
“No. Not pee – wee. Like little Sam and Dean. They’re young. You know – wee.”
“Oh.” Jensen took a swig of his beer. “Isn’t that illegal?”
“Well, it’s consensual. There are some where Sam is really pervy.”
“Huh. There’s irony. Innocent Jared playing pervy Sam. So what else do I do in fanfiction?”
“Not much really. Mostly things are done to you. You’re kinda sub in most of it to be honest.”
“Am I?” Jensen tried to sound amused, but he wasn’t sure he really liked the idea of people seeing him that way. “So I’m your – “
“Sex slave. Yeah.”
“You’re making that up!”
“Nope. Don’t worry, though. You like it.”
“I do not!”
“Jensen.”
“What?”
“It’s fiction.”
“Exact - !”
And before Jensen could get the last syllable of his word out, Jared leaned forward, and kissed Jensen’s mouth closed, banging their teeth together painfully in the process. Jensen kept his eyes open and was doing that staring thing again, but he wasn’t backing away. He was just watching Jared and Jared was watching him and it was the least hot kiss either of them had experienced since high school.
“That was different,” Jared concluded when he pulled away.
Jensen ran his thumb vertically across his own lips. Wiping the traces away? Savoring the memory? It was hard for Jared to tell. “Very different.”
“Maybe we should close our eyes?”
“That’s a plan,” Jensen agreed.
Now that the element of surprise was gone, Jared was more tentative about moving in for the next kiss. And Jensen wasn’t helping by just standing there. After one or two false starts he finally tipped Jensen’s chin up a bit, leaned in and brushed his lips against Jensen’s. It was . . . odd. Jensen’s mouth was bigger, his lips different from any girl’s lips he’d ever kissed, and there was way-past-five-o’clock-shadow to contend with. Jared was thinking to himself that this is what it felt like to kiss a guy and cataloguing all the sensations – presumably to remember when he was an old married man – when he stopped cataloguing and just – kissed. The tip of his tongue slipped out of his own mouth and licked across Jensen’s lips and to Jared’s surprise, Jensen opened up and let him in. And as easily as that Jared went from “let’s do this to see what the hell it’s like” to “holy hell this feels good” and that scared the shit out of him. His eyes shot open and he pulled away from Jensen leaving him still leaning into the kiss and momentarily following his lips before he realized they were gone.
They both looked at each other for a second with that same kind of look people gave each other when they were trying to figure out if they both heard the gun go off in the distance.
Apparently they both had.
And they both chose to ignore it.
To be continued . . . .
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Date: 2008-03-11 07:56 pm (UTC)And I know what you mean about J2 knowing about the fanfiction. I would never want them to read *mine,* but I'm fascinated with the dynamic of them reading stories written about them (or their characters). So many possibilities. It could freak them out, intrigue them, turn them on, make them want to call the police. Or a shrink. Does it fall into the category of just playing another part? Does it cut too close to home?
I think I'm over-thinking. I do that sometimes:)
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-11 08:32 pm (UTC)God, I love the banter in your fics! Honestly, ?!
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*lol* God, I really, *really* love the banter in your fics *gg*
Jared or Jensen (or any actor, really) reading fanfiction is kind of a scary thought. I mean, look at the stuff we read/write/draw/etc.! Would they feel insulted? Amused? Horrified? Mortified? So many possibilities!
But I like your take on this, Jared feeling like he doesn't know enough about sex and wanting to redeem it by having steamin hot sex with Jensen. A very resonable, logical and sensible solution. Totally :P
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Date: 2008-03-11 09:06 pm (UTC)And yeah, the whole idea of Jared and Jensen reading fanfic is so intriguing/scary. We know they know about it. Hell, we know Kim and Eric know about it - they've both said so. But I have all of those same questions about how they feel reading it. It's about them, and *not* about them at the same time. Which can make for multiple levels of weirdness.
Now I'm a walking encyclopedia when it comes to pervy sex ;)
Hee hee, see, if nothing else, it *is* educational:)
Thanks for reading!
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-11 08:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-11 11:38 pm (UTC)Cheers,
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-11 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-11 11:35 pm (UTC)Glad I made you giggle!!:)
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-11 09:30 pm (UTC)Can't wait to read more of this so please hurry??? *puppydogeyes*
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Date: 2008-03-11 09:49 pm (UTC)and geez, does that rod thing exist? O_O eep.
gotta love the swiss.
more more more!!!
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Date: 2008-03-11 11:29 pm (UTC)sounding fic does exist. And wow! It is wonderful.
And thanks for reading!! More is in the works:)
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-11 10:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-11 11:26 pm (UTC)Glad you liked the banter:)))))
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 12:13 am (UTC)The banter was brilliant...can't wait for the next part and to find out what else Jared has read!
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Date: 2008-03-12 05:53 pm (UTC)And never fear - Jared has read *a lot*!!:)
Cheers,
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 12:21 am (UTC)Obviously I didn't pay attention to the 1/? up top. Sigh. I can see this is going to be a reeeeaallly good one *G*
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:04 pm (UTC)And more is coming soon!
Cheers,
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 12:22 am (UTC)If I was to name each line I loved there would be too many of them so will just pick 1 of the best: "Jared snorted. “Sounds like the names of two more dwarves.”
“Yeah, the two they kicked out of the cottage for being perverts.”"
Looking forward to the next update
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:08 pm (UTC)And you picked out one of my favorite lines - yeah!!
Thanks for reading - and more's coming soon.
Cheers,
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 01:32 am (UTC)I also love that we know for a fact that at the very least, Jared and Jensen are aware of the fan fic - Jensen has openly referred to it in interviews. Huh, and only now has that thought struck me as odd. I write...they might read... :-)
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:12 pm (UTC)Also, I think I'm reading the same fics you are. :-) The one with the 'steel rods'...how hot is that piece of writing?!
How hot indeed!!!:) With links no less!!
Thanks for reading!
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 02:59 am (UTC)Sounding! Someone wrote a story about sounding? Where? I need to read that!
Oh, and I do love the way Jared thinks!
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:13 pm (UTC)Glad I made you laugh!!!
See you in a few short weeks now:)
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 03:25 am (UTC)LOL Yeah I want more! :)
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:13 pm (UTC)More soon:)
Cheers,
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 03:57 am (UTC)Jensen arguing over what he is not... then Jared reminding him it's fiction.
Loved it can't wait for more.
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:15 pm (UTC)Glad you like this:) More soon!
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 04:34 am (UTC)LA is going to be my first Con, I'm a bit nervous.
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:20 pm (UTC)And you're going to *love* LA/the con. No need to be nervous. I really think SPN has some of the most amazing people in its fandom. Oh yeah, and there's Jared and Jensen too:)
Cheers,
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 09:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-12 06:28 pm (UTC)Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 02:08 pm (UTC)........
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How bout now? Cuz I seriously have to know where this going! Do NOT leave a girl hanging like this!
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:27 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading!!! And liking! And telling me so:))
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 02:44 pm (UTC)Thanks for writing and sharing!
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:26 pm (UTC)Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 02:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-12 06:25 pm (UTC)Cheers,
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-12 06:49 pm (UTC)“No, no, just that you’re – wiser. Jeeze you’re touchy.”
“And apparently you want to be feely.”
This was really funny, looking forward to more.
Thanks for sharing.
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Date: 2008-03-13 09:05 pm (UTC)More soon! Thanks for reading!!
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-13 12:47 am (UTC)Omg steel rods....what have you been reading??? (peaked my interest)
and apart from that...subtlety is not Jared's middle name is it :)
this fic is intriguing, ppms.
take care, sarahk_63
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Date: 2008-03-13 09:20 pm (UTC)If you're interest is still peaked the Sounding fic is here
And yeah, Jared's *not* subtle:))
Thanks for reading hon:)
Kat
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Date: 2008-03-13 01:08 am (UTC)Weecest is sooo wrong man. Especially when it's NC-17, cos then u're just getting off on kids. Sigh
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Date: 2008-03-25 05:27 pm (UTC)