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dragyn's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DRAGYN. Because she's adorable, is a handy pitch-hit beta, shamelessly encourages my Obsession and because I wanna: here, have a fic! I'm afraid I got a little carried away with myself and um, by the time I got your email about oh, fifteen minutes ago, I already had this written. So. ^^' Here's hoping it's at least half of what you'd like for your birthday.
Somehow, this is also spoiler-free for the last three eps. I'm... not sure how that happened. Especially considering my massive level of squee that culminated in actually talking in capslock (aha, capslock!Harry) at Roomie for a good hour last night while she attempted to go to sleep since she unfortunately had to work today and I had the day off. Which is also why Dragyn gets fic. I actually had time to sit on my ass for the last two hours and write it. :D
Very quickie-written, unbeta'd and dear god, if you see massive typos or sentences that don't make sense, let me know. My grammar skills are inversely proportional to my level of excitement.
Climb into My Arms With Blood on Your Clothes
Supernatural. Sam/Dean. NC-17. ~2900 words of shameless indulgence.
Dean rolls his eyes, gaze ending up on Bela. She's looking a little green around the gills and he can't really blame her. It reeks in here.
( Read me. )
dragyn's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DRAGYN. Because she's adorable, is a handy pitch-hit beta, shamelessly encourages my Obsession and because I wanna: here, have a fic! I'm afraid I got a little carried away with myself and um, by the time I got your email about oh, fifteen minutes ago, I already had this written. So. ^^' Here's hoping it's at least half of what you'd like for your birthday.Somehow, this is also spoiler-free for the last three eps. I'm... not sure how that happened. Especially considering my massive level of squee that culminated in actually talking in capslock (aha, capslock!Harry) at Roomie for a good hour last night while she attempted to go to sleep since she unfortunately had to work today and I had the day off. Which is also why Dragyn gets fic. I actually had time to sit on my ass for the last two hours and write it. :D
Very quickie-written, unbeta'd and dear god, if you see massive typos or sentences that don't make sense, let me know. My grammar skills are inversely proportional to my level of excitement.
Climb into My Arms With Blood on Your Clothes
Supernatural. Sam/Dean. NC-17. ~2900 words of shameless indulgence.
Dean rolls his eyes, gaze ending up on Bela. She's looking a little green around the gills and he can't really blame her. It reeks in here.
( Read me. )
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