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  <title>I'm a paradox having one hell of a  personal paradigm shift.</title>
  <subtitle>It's a touch unsettling, but strangly...fun.</subtitle>
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    <email>laughing_travaler@yahoo.com</email>
    <name>ashlesha17</name>
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  <updated>2007-08-09T05:16:38Z</updated>
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    <title>Update on computer of doom</title>
    <published>2007-08-09T05:16:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-09T05:16:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Uh...my computer's dying, in it's own lingering&amp;nbsp;f***ed up&amp;nbsp;way. Sorry, for the continued lack of being available. I haven't been able to get on the net, yesterday and most of today. And there's that pressing need to shop for a new computer. There are a few people that probably need to get in contact with me and I cannot get into Yahoo, check messages, or get addresses. This is my personal e-mail, so the one or&amp;nbsp;two of&amp;nbsp;you that need to talk to me can reach me at &lt;a href="mailto:jchmutsa@hotmail.com"&gt;jchmutsa@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. Cria, I've something I thought I sent before, if you still need it, A. in Ireland I should check in with you, and sweeties if your back from vaca email me!!! I've missed you. Hopefully, you'll get this, but soon is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I now officially hate Windows, third PC I've owned,&amp;nbsp;and am nervously becoming the proud owner of a Mac in hopefully short order. Wish me luck, mentally anyway...I haven't checked my mail in a few days and I'm afraid to look after seeing I have over 400 messages on lj. Just think good thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesha&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Recent Absence</title>
    <published>2007-08-06T13:14:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T13:14:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a general announcement for friends that have wondered why I've been absent/unreachable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a few weeks ago I had a serious crisis with me allergies, they are very severe and sometimes land me in the hospital. Thankfully this one wasn't that bad, but it took a lot out of me and then has kept me busy with the doctor. I'm feeling better, but it knocked me out of commission for a little over a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last Friday my computer started to act funny and within the hour wouldn't let me get on the Internet and some of my other programs started to malfunction.&amp;nbsp; I've had the problem before...last time through I had the person that built the computer around to fix the problems. Not the case this time. It's working for now, but I have to bring it in to my friend who's trying to help me fix the problem. So it's on his time. So if you can't get hold of me, that's the reason. I'm hoping things work out fast, but I might be shit out of luck for computer access soon for a couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to leave a note. Hopefully, everything will be fixed fast and soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesha&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>'The Man That Would Be King'</title>
    <published>2007-07-18T01:47:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-20T03:30:29Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;Title: The Man That Would Be King&lt;br /&gt;Category: Gen fic&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Sam, Dean, Adam, Demon Secretary&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I own nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: general spoilers for 2.22&lt;br /&gt;A/N: This story is an AU based off of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='longhairedlady' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://longhairedlady.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://longhairedlady.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;longhairedlady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s AU&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://longhairedlady.livejournal.com/8571.html"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Bureaucracy'Verse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;She very kindly let me come and play in her sandbox. Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Adam hurried down the hall of the mansion, running late for one of his official weekly meeting with Sam. &lt;i&gt;‘He’s swamped, he probably won’t mind,’&lt;/i&gt; Adam thought distractedly. A call from his superiors had gotten more involved than he planned.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Just get him to agree Adam; you’re our man on the inside.” His boss at the Pentagon kept reiterating. “Hell, he should be thrilled and God knows we want these freaks out of the US!” Adam gripped the proposal more tightly and sighed, his initial meeting with Sam Winchester had gone so smoothly, &lt;i&gt;‘And it’s not like anyone else wants to be here’&lt;/i&gt;, he groused inwardly, that the US had pushed for Adam to stay permanently as the US’s representative to the IDR.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam had said yes immediately, though he made sure that Adam was as safe as possible, creating a warded office and living quarter’s right inside the mansion. Secretly, Adam believed that Sam was lonely, now that Dean was usually away with Ambassadorial Duties. As annoying as Dean was, which was pretty damn annoying from the little Adam had witnessed, he was human and Sam’s only family.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam’s secretary bustled by him, if a black cloud of mist can be said to bustle, and nodded at Adam. “Lord Adam, Master Samuel is waiting for you. Good day”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Uh…you too.” Adam stared after &lt;i&gt;it &lt;/i&gt;as it turned down the corridor. &lt;i&gt;‘I’ll never get used to that.’&lt;/i&gt; But in all reality, Adam had given up on trying to correct the demonic secretary. There were stranger things by far roaming around the mansion.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;He knocked on the door to Sam’s office and got a tired, “Come in.” Adam found Sam sitting dejectedly at his desk that was piled high with mountains of paper.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Hey Adam make yourself comfortable and I’ll be with you in just a second.” Sam smiled wanly. He bent back over the proposal he was reading and after a few minutes, Adam could swear that he heard him groan, tossing the stack back onto his desk.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam huffed, got up, and stretched, all his vertebrae popping. Then he smiled and made his way over to the table set near the bay window where he and Adam usually had coffee and talked shop.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Please tell me that there is absolutely nothing important to discuss Adam. I don’t even know it I care if the US is planning to nuke us.” Sam slid into a seat and crammed a pastry into his mouth sighing. He looked up smiling a bit. “Uh…by the way, I don’t think the nukes would really do anything to the demon population anyway. The only thing it would accomplish is leaving the country without a human leader.” Sam sighed. “At least that means that I would never have to look at another petition or go to another board meeting, ever.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Oh no, nothing serious on the agenda today.”&lt;i&gt;‘Though that’s good to know.’&lt;/i&gt; Adam poured himself some coffee and feigned looking carefree. “Just a few odds and ends, but they can wait. Tell me how you’re doing. And how’s Dean? Is he still in…?” Adam wracked him brain. “England?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam shook his head smirking. “He should be on his way back, in fact, I expect him to breeze in any minute now, but yes he was at a European conference in London and then accepted an invitation to visit with the Royal Family.” Something between pride and utter disbelief warred on Sam’s face. “I can’t believe I even said that sentence, but Dean’s really doing an amazing job representing the IDR to the world and well he likes the fringe benefits a lot.” Sam laughed. “I guess Prince William’s a funny guy and knows how to party. Also Dean’s skinning him alive at pool or billiards…whatever they call it over there.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;They both laughed at that, but Adam swore there was a tinge of envy in Sam’s laugh. &lt;i&gt;‘Hell, I’d be envious too. Dean’s traveling around the world, meeting with humans and becoming an international sex symbol in the process, while Sam’s stuck here with a shitload of paperwork and self important Demon Lords.’&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Adam had met them all once at a formal gathering, after it had been decided that he would be staying. Officially, it was to introduce him as the US’s representative to the Demon Assembly, but Adam was a bit alarmed when he realized, that in so many words; Sam was making it clear that Adam was not to be harassed, maimed, or killed in any way. The entire meeting still gave Adam nightmares, &lt;i&gt;‘Why did the Lords of Hell have to be so ugly?’&lt;/i&gt; Adam shuddered and tried to put it out of his mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;They chatted back and forth for awhile about all of the minutia and endless petitions that Sam had to deal with.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“I can’t believe how petty the clans are being about which city they get. All of them want former Las Vegas as their official city!” Frustrated, Sam ran his hands through his hair, making it stand on end.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Adam debated whether or not to tell Sam he looked like a Troll doll with his hair sticking out in every direction, decided to tactfully ignore it and just nodded sympathetically. “Hey why don’t you do a random draw? You can ward the box so that none of them can interfere with the results?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Not bad.” Sam nodded. “You’ve been talking to Bobby I see.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Adam blushed. “Yeah, you caught me, that guy is pretty smart.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Yeah, he is and I might just do that, I can’t sit through one more petition or screaming match about who gets Vegas.” Sam stopped smiling and looked at him intently. “Now, cough up what you’ve been avoiding Adam. I might as well hear it now so I can say no sooner.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Adam opened and closed his brief nervously. “Okay, just here me out.” He took a deep breath. “Since the IDR has been formerly recognized as a nation, the US has been receiving a huge amount of petions from various satanic churches and cultists, as well as from a variety of individuals that worship various ‘demonic’ entities. All of them are asking to be allowed to emigrate to the IDR. Many are citing religious freedom and in some cases some individuals are even asking for asylum, claiming that they face enormous prejudice in the US. These people have been informed that they will not be allowed back into the US if they choose to emigrate and we’d like to hear your thoughts on the matter.” Adam trialed off as Sam just stared at him. “I know that you expressly forbid immigration and emigration, but these individuals stand a good chance of become valued members of society, they could provide you with a human workforce…” Adam babbled on.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Oh Hell no!” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Both Sam and Adam jumped in their seats and whipped around to see a livid Dean standing in the doorway, a Dean that looked like had just stepped out of a GQ add.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Dean! Did you just get back?” Sam rushed to meet him, before remembering himself and slowing down. He eyed Dean up and down and took in the very expensive tailored suit and watch. “Dean what the hell! Are you spending your travel per diem on designer shit? We’re a new nation, you cannot be that irresponsible! Is that Versace?” Sam was so red that Adam was worried that his head might explode.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Can it Francis, it’s Armani and for your information the watch and cufflinks are Cartier” Dean replied smugly, though he was still eyeballing Adam with a bit of anger.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“What, how…?” Sam stuttered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Sammy, I’m the &lt;i&gt;Ambassador&lt;/i&gt; of the IDR, I’m now 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; on the ‘World’s Most Eligible Bachelors List’, and I’m the human face of this fucked up Demon Disneyland. I have to present the right image to the &lt;i&gt;World&lt;/i&gt; Sam.” Dean smirked. “Besides, it’s not costing you a dime, designers can’t heap enough swag on me. Seriously, whenever I’m doing an interview, wearing their clothes, they win. Sam, you were so right that this was job was made for me. Everything is free! Food, booze, entertainment, and don’t even get me started on how hot the women are!” Dean smirked. “Let’s just say, thank god I have diplomatic immunity after some of the parties I’ve thrown. The world loves us Sam, so cool your boots.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;With that Dean preened and made his way over to the table and started stuffing himself with cookies. “Hey you made me Ambassador and you can’t say that I’ve done a bad job. I was losing my mind sitting in this dump with you and Casper, your creepy secretary.” Dean blasted his full on charming as hell smile at Sam. “Come on Sammy! It’s just one of the perks of the job. Admit it, I look good.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“But it’s wrong! It’s no different than when we always used fake credit cards, Dean! It’s not right!” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Watching the two, Adam had to admit that Sam looked and sounded like a 5 year old having a tantrum and Dean looked like the older brother he was and well used to it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Dean stopped chewing and smiled. “Would you stop pouting if I told you that I was sure to get your measurements from your creepy little secretary and you have a full designer wardrobe waiting for you in the suite? I even snagged you a huge plasma screen TV and full DVD collection for the games room.” Dean sat back and propped his Gucci clad feet up and smiled. “Just admit it Sammy, I’m the best Big Brother ever.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam shifted back and forth, trying to stay angry, then gave in and grinned. “You got the TV for yourself and you know it.” Shaking his head, he sat down next to Dean. “So being head of a country brings in the swag, huh? Thanks jerk.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Bitch, you’re my brother! You have to look good, dude. Oh, and by the way, I had to make a judgment call at the UN. You’re officially the King of IDR.” Dean gulped down some coffee and brushed cookie crumbs off his suit. “Naturally, that makes me a Prince, but I’m sticking with the title of Ambassador, I’m humble like that.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Utterly stunned, Sam’s eyes bugged out, alarmingly. “King?!” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Sam give me some credit here, I’ve done the legwork. You’re an absolute ruler, even with a constitution and counsel of the High Demon Lords Advisors, you’ve retained absolute power. You were not voted into office, you cannot be removed, and I’m assuming that your demon lovin’ tendencies haven’t extended to naming a Demon as your successor. I mean…that would be me wouldn’t it Sam? I mean just in case, in theory.” Dean eyed Sam intently, challenging him to argue. “I mean King does sound better than Despot doesn’t it Sammy? Or you could always go with Demon Overlord, but that might not go over as well with the press. I had to choose something…”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam looked back and forth from Dean to Adam. “I honestly hadn’t thought about it, but…I haven’t had the time. But King, Dean?” Sam shook his head, looking mulish. “That’s over the top. I mean &lt;i&gt;‘King Samuel Winchester of the Independent Republic of Demons?’&lt;/i&gt; That sounds stupid!”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“It’s not as cool as Prince Dean sure, but think about it Sam! The Demon Counsel will eat it up and it will help to reassure the world that you intend to keep the rulership of this nation in human hands.” Dean paused, clearing his throat. “About that…You really should start having kids, geekboy.” He smirked as Sam moaned and covered his face. “Think of the dynasty bro, you have a duty to perform. Chop-chop! No rest for the wicked!” He couldn’t hide his glee; he’d always love watching Sammy squirm. It just never got old.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Shut up!” was the muffled response.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Adam had forgotten all about his agenda, when Dean rounded on him suddenly. “Adam what are you thinking! We’re not going to start letting humans into the country.” Dean crossed his arms and glowered at him.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Ah….” Adam searched wildly for something anything to support his idea. &lt;i&gt;‘Yes!’&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Didn’t you state publicly that your goal was to make the streets safer for others? This would definitely qualify.” He saw Dean open his mouth to argue, then chew his lip and glance at Sam, who still had his hands over his face. Adam wasn’t sure if Sam was laughing or crying.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Well of course we want the rest of the world to be safe, but don’t you think that we’re already doing a pretty big service as it is? I mean we have almost the entire demon population on the face of the earth within our borders and they’re going to stay here. That’s doing a lot Adam.” Dean countered, but couldn’t hide a slight blush of guilt.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Hm…if the IDR can handle demons, it might be a bit of a shock…and disappointment for the world to hear that you’re unwilling to consider removing the threat posed by demonically inclined humans.” Adam pretended to ponder the point, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. &lt;i&gt;‘Score!’&lt;/i&gt; “It’s too bad really; the PR for you and your fledgling nation might be damaged.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Dean narrowed his eyes at the now smiling Adam. “Well…you might have a point.” Turning to Sam. “I don’t like it, but maybe we should consider it Sam. We can keep better tabs on the SOB’s and help keep the world safe.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam looked up slowly, pinching the bridge of his nose. He looked a little hysterical. “Um…guys do you have any real idea of what this will mean? The rest of the world will follow suit if the US sends immigrants here. We’ll have a huge influx from around the world. The clans will have all new reasons, &lt;i&gt;not like they need them&lt;/i&gt;, to start more blood feuds if some other clan gets more followers, and how the hell are we going to insure that there isn’t a wave of mass possessions, Dean!” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam jumped up and started pacing. “Have you thought about that!? Do you know the endless board meetings and petitions that you’d be condemning me to?” Sam flailed his arms wildly. “Dean, I’d have to talk to &lt;i&gt;Meg&lt;/i&gt; everyday!” He crossed his arms, shaking his head. “Just no…if I’m a King then the answer’s no!” A look of utter horror crossed his face. “Dean, oh my god! Meg’s going to be all over me once she finds out that I’m a Monarch. You know that she’ll be gunning to be Queen and she won’t be the only one! Dude, you can’t do this to me.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Wincing in real sympathy, Dean walked over and patted Sam on the shoulder. “I’m in 100% agreement about Meg, bro. Yuck! Just let the council know that you can’t honor one clan over all the others and…they’ll get over it, eventually.” Dean could see this was not inspiring confidence. “Hey! If we do work out immigration, maybe you could meet a nice Wiccan chick. You know what I mean. A little misguided, but a nice girl at heart.” Problem solved, at least in Dean’s mind, he thumped Sam on the back and headed over to Adam.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam stood looking at the two, chatting avidly before walking over to his desk, hitting the intercom, and muttering something unintelligible. It sounded a bit like, ‘migflub’&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Yesss, Master?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“I need a couple of Vicoden and cancel all of my meetings for the remainder of the day and tomorrow’s as well.&amp;nbsp;Reschedule everything for later in the week.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Yesss, Master. Do you require anything else?” the wispy voice managed to sound concerned.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“No that will be it. Oh, did my clothes and other items arrive?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Yesss, Master. Everything is put away…the plassssma screen is very impressive, Master.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam sighed. “Good, just please hurry with the painkillers.” He hit the off before the demon could get another ‘Master’ in and sat rubbing his temples.&amp;nbsp;He sat behind his desk and listened to snatches of Adam and Deans’ conversation. “Maybe we can get the D.A.A.M. demons to start clinics to test all humans monthly for possession? I know that they’ve wanted to become more involved in internal security?” Adam offered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Hm…that might work, though the whole idea of a ‘peace lovin’ demon clan’ is just plain freaky.” Dean sighed. “I only have a few days to relax and hang with Sam. We should try and hash this out before I go. I need to be prepared to handle the press. Plus I have an interview with Esquire and I need to schedule in a fitting before the photo shoot.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Forgotten, Sam lay his head down on his desk and closed his eyes, pillowed on the endless scrolls and petitions. &lt;i&gt;‘Being The Demon Overlord, hell being the King of the IDR should be more fun, it just wasn’t fair.’&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sam couldn’t quite stifle his pained moan. “I hate my job.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Immediately, he was jolted awake by the wispy voice wavering so closely in his ear. Sam suspected his secretary might have been petting his hair.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Oh, Master! High Lord Demon King! Should I fetch you a puppy to kill? Or perhaps a kitten? That always made me feel better when I was an evil demon!” Not receiving an answer the mist wavered timidly, backing away slightly. “Ah, here’s your Vicoden, Master…shall I fetch you a puppy as well?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sam rolled his eyes and swallowed his pills dry. &lt;i&gt;‘Eweee!’ &lt;/i&gt;He managed a smile at his secretary. “No, no puppy.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Help, I'm looking for two J2 fics, one Sam/Jensen, and a certain S/D Mpreg</title>
    <published>2007-06-26T08:46:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-26T08:46:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Help! I can't find four stories that I loved and I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first one I'm looking for is J2'd crack!fic. In it Jared is a complete and utter sociopath. He hates his dogs(their just a good photo op), he kicks Sandy out of his apartment when their done with sex, he seduces Jensen into having sex and gets bent out of shape when Jensen goes all 'Christian' on him and dumps him. The end of the fic has him thinking that he'll go home and kick his dogs...or run them over because he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The second is Jared and Jensen realizing that they're into one another, but good old Jared he decides that he wants to bottom 1st in the relationship. The problem is that he's never done it before and Jensen's never topped, but Jared's a man with a plan: a box of size graded buttplugs! The fic counts off the days as he goes up size by size and all the mishaps and...*cough* moments that happen. It's kind of crackish, but pretty hot, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The next is a fic where Sam's out drinking and brooding by himself. He has total unrequited sexual feelings for Dean, who's totally oblivious. Sam sees Jensen drinking in a bar and picks him up(he knows its not Dean, but he doesn't care) and takes Jensen to a motel and they have sex. Um...it's very graphic, if you've read it you'll remember the fisting. *blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love spn mpreg, that and zombies, I don't know why. Anyway, the mpeg that I'm looking for starts off when Dean rubs this Native American fertility statue, thinking it's hokie. Well much to his chagrin Sam promptly knocks him up. It's a wip and eventually they find Scully and Mulder, Scully acts as Dean's doctor. John's around and after a freak out supportive. Later on down the road, Sammy goes to rub the statue and yup, they have another one. It's funny and really sweet, I'd love to read it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows any of the four above, I'd love a link. Thanks to everyone ahead of time.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ashlesha17 @ 2007-06-15T00:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-15T07:03:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm looking for one specific fic and some general categories as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The story that I'm trying to find starts off with Sam with Jesse at Stanford and has them having some pretty hot sex, then it jumps forward and Sam and Dean are together, as a couple, and on their way to New Orleans to deal with a witch that's raising zombies. Sam's abilities are very developed in this fic and in his dreams he communicates with a girl that refers to him as a loa...something or another. Once in New Orleans, he lets three dead loa spirits inside his body to help him defeat the zombies and the witch. Once she's toast he and Sam have some hot sex outside. It's a great story and I think has a lot of folklore/voodoo references that are common to New Orleans, but I'm not well versed in them and have forgotten many of the terms. I'd love to read it again. I don't think it's really old, but not from the last month or to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm looking for fic that&amp;nbsp;shows Sam, and/or Dean and John, as crazy. From mildly weird to stark raving bonkers, with or without a side of evil. I'd enjoy both, but just crazy seems to be a rarity, so if you have any favorites pass them on. I don't care if it's canon or AU and I don't have any squick factor at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. And since I'm evidently schizophrenic, I'd love to read some wee!chester fic. It's one genre that I've read very little of. I'd like happy or realistic glimpses of their childhood, but I won't say no to the seriously warped either. Teenage Sam/Dean wincest would be good if you have a piece that you think is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sam and Dean as strangers, as in not knowing that they're brothers. I've read quite a few of these, but I always want to find new ones. So any recs here would be great.</content>
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    <title>I lost them!</title>
    <published>2007-06-06T23:38:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T18:16:25Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I lost track of three stories and hope someone remembers them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This one is a wip, I'm not sure if it's completed or not. Dean wakes up in a mental ward as a patient, but he believes that it's something supernatural that is distorting reality. Sam is the hospital's new intern and Dean's doctor, Sam doesn't believe that they're brothers, much less brother's in a relationship. Yes, there is wincest...or not. I didn't read the end of this AU, so I don't know! It's a great story if anyone can find it, it'll make me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The second is an AU of S1's finale. After the Impala is wrecked, John comes to and has a talk with Dean. It's a very sad, but sweet story. It turns out that Dean died in the original fire at four and his amulet kept him with the family, here John releases his of his 'duty' so that he can move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This one is a fairly new story, but I just can't track it down for the life of me. It's a wip, the YED is dead and Sam and Dean are alive; but Dean has been hurt and may never fully recover mentally. It seemed like the two were in a relationship and that Sam is hurting over Dean's changes on a lot of levels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three great stories, if anyone knows them I'll send you lots of love via posts.</content>
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    <title>Go do this instant drabble! Funniest thing ever...at least in a very long time.</title>
    <published>2007-06-02T07:23:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T18:15:55Z</updated>
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    <category term="humor"/>
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    <content type="html">This entry in dean_sam made me laugh so hard that I may have caused myself permant harm. The post offers a link to a site that creates an instant drabble from your word selections. Here's what happened when I paired Sam/Dean, after&amp;nbsp;my two drabbles is the link back to the original post with the writer's drabble and many&amp;nbsp;others in comments. The variety is pretty impressive. I swear it's better than drugs and...weirder than just about anything I've come across lately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&amp;nbsp;was my&amp;nbsp;first drabble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Coy Terror Of The Snow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Sam and Dean went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Sam hit Dean in his shoulders with a big muscular iceball. It hurt a lot, but Sam kissed it seductively and then it was all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they decided to make a snow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'll make a really sweaty snow man!" Sam said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Dean said. "That would be more strange and politically correct."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know," Sam said. "We can make a snow camel. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they rolled the snow up vigorously and made a feral snow camel. Sam put on a clown for the ass. The camel was almost as big as Dean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It looks kinky," Sam said triumphantly. "But it seems like it's missing something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here," Dean said and held up a velvety panties. "I found this on the pooltable." He put the panties onto the camel's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the camel, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl deader than that yellow eye'd son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean screamed meekly and ran but the snow camel chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow camel sqeezed him girlishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody does that to my little Dangerous Knife," Sam screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow camel through the lips. It fell down and Sam kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You saved me!" Dean said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The panties lay in the yard until a lovely child picked it up and took it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf? So cracktastic heehee!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Crowbar In Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;On a jealous and smoldering morning, Sam sat by the roadside. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His bellybutton ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Dean to love someone with a kinky chest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manfully, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a content delicious thong, all on a summer's day. I wish my Dean would suck me, in his own lovely way..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you?" Dean sat down beside Sam and put his hand on Sam's nose. "I think that could be arranged."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam gasped cheekily. "But what about my kinky chest?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like it," Dean said irately. "I think it's silky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came together and their kiss was like the sun about to go supernova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you," Sam said smugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you too," Dean replied and sucked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, smutty by pure randomness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the original post with the link to the Drabble-Matic. Read the drabbles they're beyond hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/dean_sam/1637455.html"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/dean_sam/1637455.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blushes* I should have, but couldn't stop myself. This one's behind a cut due to insanity and wrongness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read at your own risk..."&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Evil Stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. John strode along the path, making for Manly Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Sly Flower, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his bitchfaced collar just in time to face the angelic man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man struck vigorously, and John barely raised his collar to meet the attack. They fought long and persuasively until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, John found himself forced to one knee, the man's collar pressed to his lusty throat. "I am SamandDean of Manly Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Sly Flower. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you in the Impala."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But John had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his collar with a twist, overpowered SamandDean and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" John said, looking down upon him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SamandDean's nose shimmered like heaven only requiring a lot more work. "I have underestimated you, John. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John's desire was enflamed. His throat throbbed and all his thoughts were to persue SamandDean like a goat. John caressed SamandDean's gorgeous nose and he responded. They came together winningly, and their joining was as sad as their battle, and also much louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, my sweet candy!" John groaned and persued SamandDean as dubiously as he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," John said. "That's where I put the Sly Flower for safekeeping. Sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they had finished their romp, they drowsed peevishly on the grass, forgetful of all but their sweet love. "We will stay together forever," SamandDean said, and they began all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was that the Wizard Ear never got the Sly Flower and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*hangs head in shame*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I stop? evil!Sam/stoned!Andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="It's just to much fun..."&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slutty Lang Syne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;evil!Sam sipped darkly at his drink and stood slutty behind a laptop. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel bitchy and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how horny his hand got when he was nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, truth be told, evil!Sam knew very well why he was at the party: to see stoned!Andy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, stoned!Andy. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his demonic&amp;nbsp;head made evil!Sam's heart beat like two halves of a mysterious whole, one&amp;nbsp;that could be Hellspawn and still live in the Suburbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight everyone was masked. evil!Sam peered awesomely through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was stoned!Andy. There, he thought, the man over by the Impala, the romantic one with the zombie mask. It had to be&amp;nbsp;stoned!Andy. No one else could look so clingy, even in a zombie mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to walk evil!Sam's way and evil!Sam started to panic. What if he actually talked to evil!Sam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoned!Andy came right up to evil!Sam and evil!Sam thought that he was going to faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello," stoned!Andy said suggestively. "What are you doing over here all alone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, just looking at the bong," evil!Sam said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, a sweet voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil!Sam's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that stoned!Andy might ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy New Year!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoned!Andy swept evil!Sam into his arms, bent him at the Crossroads, and kissed evil!Sam peevishly, slipping him the tongue and groping his ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil!Sam could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out woefully and pulled stoned!Andy's mask off his face. It was stoned!Andy! "I knew it was you," evil!Sam said and took his own mask off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And it's ... you," stoned!Andy said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil!Sam watched him go. He would be right back, evil!Sam was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they would fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Why didn't I save it to Memories?</title>
    <published>2007-05-30T00:25:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-30T00:27:54Z</updated>
    <category term="dean"/>
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    <content type="html">I'm looking for a SPN/AtS crossover wip that I lost track of. In the story Dean works for WR &amp;amp; H as an 'inhouse' hooker and he sleeps with Sam, the newest employee. Secretly, Dean works for Angel and crew, getting insider dirt on the firm. I only read a few chapters, but things were getting complicated by a) Dean and Sam falling for one another b) Lindsey getting very jealous over lossing Dean's attention. If you think you know it please, please with sugar on top, let me know!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a few different types of fic in general, as well. I've read so many great codas&amp;nbsp;and meta of&amp;nbsp;the season's finale, that I'm feeling a bit glutted and want something else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SPN/Firefly crossovers: The few I've read have been great and I'd love more, particularly wips. I'm a wincest girl, but any pairings with the crew&amp;nbsp;slash/het&amp;nbsp;- if you love the story&amp;nbsp;- would be welcome.&amp;nbsp;All crossover's that I've read so far have set Sam and Dean in Firefly's 'verse, as in all their lives and I love those stories, but I'd love it if they somehow mistakenly end&amp;nbsp;up there through supernatural means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Any good stories about Sam and Dean having, and maybe hiding, their special gifts since they were children? Long pieces, wips, and very dark to evil would be interesting. Even though I claimed to be a bit overstuffed with post finale stories, I haven't read any that show Sam and Dean, side by side, leading the YED's army. If that fic exists...I'm dying to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. *blushes* I really can't get enough of angsty, darkly sexual Sammy. So...hooker!Sam, 'I don't really miss Dean, I just like anonymous gay sex!' in denial Sam, or Sam (adult, post-Stanford) manipulating Dean into sex&amp;nbsp;- but not while possessed or evil, more mind games and less hellspawn. The manipulation can be sly, funny to outright disturbing, I'm game if it's good. I'd love any recs that fit these general&amp;nbsp;ideas, but if you love one that&amp;nbsp;is a bit different with a very sexual Sam in it? Rec it too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance.</content>
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    <title>Thoughts on AHBL part 2</title>
    <published>2007-05-18T05:57:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T18:10:18Z</updated>
    <category term="spn finale ramblings"/>
    <content type="html">Thoughts on AHBL part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;I'm still *guh!!!....wow* so only a very few thoughts to be added to when my brain decides to work again. Sammy is alive! Dean killed the demon!! John crawled out of Hell!!! The Winchesters are officially the coolest men EVER. I'm just babbling, but a few thoughts and questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did Sam come back different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Interesting that after all his plans, the YED still had to make a deal with Jake to get what he wants. Free will, even under duress is alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The evil supernatural supposedly cannot cross iron, I'm confused as to how they broke the iron tracks. Sheer numbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sam will angst about 'being part demon' next season, to bad he couldn't have listened into Jake and YED's conversation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I think Mary made a deal with the YED, why? For some reason I'm thinking it was about Dean, YED said Mary died because she interrupted things. What's to say Dean didn't get a similar visit? Does his amulet hold any 'powers' at bay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bobby is so amazingly awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What kind of dynamic will Sam and Dean have next season, now that they are trying to save Dean from dying in a year? The man's not good at seeing his own importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Why did John only touch Dean? Reverse, why did Mary only really talk to Sam in 'Home'? Seems relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The Crossroad's Demon and Dean left things a bit vague for me. Sam doesn't die as well in a year as well? I don't think so otherwise Dean would still be freaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What really happened to Ash? In my previous post, I stated that I didn't think Ash was dead because he was secretly evil. I'm less sure of that, but I still don't think he's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Does everybody believe Ellen's story? I mostly do, but I'm wondering if someone else thinks differently. Pretzels!? Also, she was pretty bleak about the loss of so many hunters...will Sam and Dean be blamed or helped by those left next season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I was kind of chilled at Sam's certainty of the number of demons that excaped, it was a swirling mass of black as far as I could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I think Meg snuck out. At least I hope so, she's so much fun. I hope she possesses Jo or Gordan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Does anyone think that official authorities, like oh...the FBI, &amp;nbsp;will notice the huge spike of demonic activity now that it looks like the scale just got a lot bigger? Maybe Hendrickson (I have no idea how his name is spelled) will need his ass saved by the boys. I'd love that...with a &lt;strike&gt;bit&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; tons of begging please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. YED is now dead, will there be a new leader or will the demons be all about themselves? btw, that last actor that played him was amazing! Demonic used car salesman comes to mind, that or insurence. Very persuasive and he knew his pop culture references!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I think Sam's powers are only going to increase, which doesn't mean he's fated to be EVIL, but knowing Sam he'll stress about it forever. The boy hasn't&amp;nbsp;grasped that his wills his own, I've always thought&amp;nbsp;it was his Achilles Heel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I'm still hating that Andy's dead...it blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm capable of right now. I loved the finale, but I'm to hyped to really pick it apart yet, but want to hear what everyone's thinking.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Looking for dark!wincest story</title>
    <published>2007-05-14T19:16:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T18:09:24Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Lost&amp;nbsp;track of a series of fics that I just loved and really want to find it again. I was sure that I saved them to my memories, but sadly I was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fics are Wincest and the story is a dark AU in which the boys relationship started very young and both, particularly Dean, had suffered sexual abused at the hands of John. It's a compulsive relationship that both know is unhealthy, but neither can stop, although Sam is still determined to have a normal life and goes through with a sham of a marriage (he and Dean have sex at he reception!). Details that I remember that might help is one mention of them doing drugs together, Dean's snorting coke that Sam bought when Sam announces that he's going to marry Jessica. Another detail I remember is later on Dean asks Sam if he loves her and Sam yells at him 'Of course not!' and goes on to tell Dean that he sleeps with her as little as possible. The last fic of this verse that I read, ended with Dean coming back to see a very successful Sam, in Lawrence I think, and they end up having sex in Sam's office. Sam and Dean's relationship, by this author, has a very dark, angry, addicted feel to it. I might be wrong, but I think that they are fairly recent works...and that's all I can remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to find them and I'll love you to bits for any help.</content>
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    <title>My Supernatural Review 2x21 'All Hell Breaks Loose'</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T12:07:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T18:08:05Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px"&gt;My Supernatural Review 2x21 'All Hell Breaks Loose'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Oh my..."&gt;OMG! My head's going to explode&amp;nbsp;before for next Thursday. I'm not a crier, but...when Dean's hugging Sam and then&amp;nbsp;realizes that he's already dead? SAMMY!!!!!! Tissues now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I agree that Andy dieing blows. He was such a sweet goofball and I would have loved to have him come back as a reacurring character. Ava&amp;nbsp;was such a bitch! Yay for Jake for breaking her neck and next week may he die slowly and painfully at Dean's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved it, though I'm kind of broken. That said, my head kept going in circles about something that I haven't seen anyone else talk about...so I'm either smoking crack and failed to notice or hopefully my speculations will make some sense. If they do or you think they're offbase, either way I'd like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have&amp;nbsp;some questions, first &amp;nbsp;just where was Ellen? She's superglued to the Roadhouse and it seems significant that she's wasn't there for the finale. Ash dieing sucks, but his actions raised a warning bell for me, did this thought cross anyone else's mind? When Ash was on the phone, he insisted that he could only tell Dean his news in person despite every moment counting,&amp;nbsp;he then very pointedly looked at his watch, and when that guy with a cowboy hat walks by him he's acts nervous gives him a hostile, 'What!?' Later when Dean and Bobby check out the burned remains, Dean identifies&amp;nbsp;Ash by his watch not checking his face to be sure, my guess he's too worried about Sammy, but importantly we dont know for sure that was Ash's body. The cowboy hat was also prominently placed nearby, but I didn't see a second body. So either the cowboy or Ash might not have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be crazy, but Ellen's&amp;nbsp;oddly gone, Ash wants Dean to come to the Roadhouse (he couldn't say the name of the town over the phone? Was he buying time?), Dean assums Ash is dead just by seeing his watch on 'an' arm, and the other guy's body wasn't in the wreckage. Now maybe the cowboy set the fire and left, it's nagging at me that he's important, but what if Ash...isn't who he seems to be? *don't hit me!* If he's been working for the YED, he might have killed Ellen, could have killed the cowboy, and planted his watch on the body so that Dean would presume he was dead, insuring that Dean wouldn't come looking for him. Can anyone else see it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also with his 'only I could do this' superhuman computer genius, it's possible that he's one of the children and has been hiding it since the beginning. He doesn't seem to be related to Ellen and Jo which kind of begs the question, 'Who is he and just how is he connected to the tightnight hunter community?'.&amp;nbsp;Also, Ash looks to be about 23 to me. When Dean and Sam go the Roadhouse&amp;nbsp;after their Dad's death, it becomes an important,&amp;nbsp;regular pit stop for them in season 2. Ash is the person, evidently the only one, that can trace and give them solid information about the YED's activity and his 'tracking system' directed them to find other special children. What if he was sending them exactly where the YED wanted them to be all along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved Ash, but found it a bit strange that his character's history was left a complete mystery. Other reaccuring character's like Bobby, Missouri, and Ellen have all had their histories at least partly explained; but not Ash. The Winchester's accepted him because Ellen and Jo do, but what if he fooled them to insure that he would meet Dean and Sam? The boys went there in the first place because of a call from Ellen to a then dead John. Why then given John's history with the Harvelles? I could see the YED manipulating the whole thing to keep tabs on them, waiting until the time was right. I'd love to hear if anyone else thinks it's a possibility that he's not dead even if he is evil. At least we'll see him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>I love this community, so I'm back asking for more!</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T02:01:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T02:07:35Z</updated>
    <category term="jensen"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I received such a great response last week for my SPN and J2 fic requests that I thought I'd ask again for help in finding a few stories that I wish I'd saved to memories and some new recs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have&amp;nbsp;three specific fics that I can't remember where I read them or who wrote them. The first was a short crackish J2&amp;nbsp;that talks about Jared's 'Big Gay Love' for Jensen, where Jared proceeds to rehearse ways of telling Jensen that he wants things to be more serious. There's a line to the effect of 'I love you and want to have your little ass-babies'. Jared wisely discards that one. Seriously though, this fic's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is just as funny. One day, Jared starts to notice that Jensen, out of the blue, wants to blow him. The fic is all about Jared's panic and trying to get someone to help him out. His phone calls to his friends begging for help had me dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;third is a Sam/Dean AU, multichapter 'key fic'. I don't think that they are in any way related in this one, but&amp;nbsp;Sam is gay and lost Jesse (a guy) in a horrible killing and his Stanford buddies get him a key and a night at a mansion where he meets Dean. Dean is there 'working' to pay off his father's gambling debts. There's a sinister feel to the story and a definite killer lurking. I don't want to say&amp;nbsp;anymore and spoil it for anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm looking for any and all Jared/Sam/Jensen/Dean working as a&amp;nbsp; whore/prostitute/hooker fics. Well...I should narrow it down a bit. What I'm not looking for, unless you think it's spectacular, is Dean hustling to provide for Sammy. I've had many great ones recced to me, so for now I'm good. I'd like something long, dark, and with a lot of twisted longing. I would love any story where they don't know that they're related or one in which they're not. Basically I want: hot sex, angst, and a finale of schmoop. Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I would like any dead on character studies of John, Dean, and Sam, mostly how they view one another and their personal thoughts about 'the hunt' that's consumed their lives. It be a plus to find fic that's believable in showing that they understand one another better than they think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hm...how to explain this one? SPN or J2 that's crack, but not set in a crack'verse. Basically, fic that's like the first two that I requested in #1. The boys conversation, desires, the people around them, etc. suddenly go haywire, but the world in general stays the same, at least mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a lot of different things, but hell everyone out there probably remembers or likes at least one of my requests, I hope. I'd really be thankful for any help or recs.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Surprising I know, but I'd love some help looking for what I can't find.</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T01:56:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-23T02:08:02Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Hm...I have so many things that I want to read in Supernatural and J2, but here's a few that I'm having trouble finding what I want. I particularly like longer works or wips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'd really like to find stories where it's Dean thats left the family, instead of Sam. I don't remember ever seeing any before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd like fic of either Sam/Dean or Jensen/Jared not recognizing that they're attracted to one another and having to work through a lot to get together. I know it's a fairly common theme, and I've read many stories by great authors, so if someone has a rec for a more obscure story or one they absolutely love that would be fantastic. I'm not really into self disgust or self hatred, I'd rather see work that focused on surprise, awkwardness, and the 'newness' of the two getting together. Graphic is always a plus, particularly for first times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm interested in fic that explores a darker Dean, not possessed, but one that shows more of his hurts, obsessions, selfishness, to even extreme cruelty. I've been overdosed with hurt!Dean and want to see a mean!Dean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I really prefer long involved works and would appreciate all recs for stories and authors. Please don't hesitate to self pimp. Thanks!</content>
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    <title>Meme</title>
    <published>2007-03-28T13:55:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T18:17:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snagged from &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='winter_dreams86' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://winter-dreams86.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://winter-dreams86.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;winter_dreams86&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List six of your favorite TV shows and answer the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;1. Supernatural&lt;br /&gt;2. Smallville&lt;br /&gt;3. BSG&lt;br /&gt;4. Dexter&lt;br /&gt;5. Prison Break&lt;br /&gt;6. Firefly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;1. Who is your favorite character from #2?&amp;nbsp;(SV)&lt;br /&gt;Lex Luthor. I love morally ambiguous characters and it's easy to see that it was little things over time that took Lex down the dark path. It's a shame that he is pretty much evil now, it makes sense with the story, buy I miss the struggle and hope of him redeeming himself. My favorite guest character was Pr. Milton Fine/Brainiac, James Marsters was amazing in how he made Pr. Fines both believably 'human' yet the emotionless calculating aspect&amp;nbsp;of his 'being' showed threw chillingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is your least favorite character from #4?&amp;nbsp;(Dexter)&lt;br /&gt;I don't care for Dexter's Captain, my bad her name's not coming, because she makes my favorite serial killer confused and jumpy with her pushy advances and she treats him police officer sister like she's worthless trash, which she in no way deserves.&amp;nbsp;She comes across as the classic hateful female boss, trying to keep other women down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would a crossover between #1 and #5&amp;nbsp;include? (Spn and PB)&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Dean would be 'hunting' the Yellow-Eyed-Demon and that hunt would take them back to Chicago&amp;nbsp;at the same point in PB's timeline when Michael and Lincoln are confronting the President and things&amp;nbsp;demonic get&amp;nbsp;revealed about 'The Company'. Michael and Sam will bump into one another when things go south for both sets of brothers. Wary of each other, but wanting to swap info the brother coopperate, it turns out that Michael, with the Low Latent Inhibition genius thing, is actually one of the children the YED has plans for. It will come to light that 'The Company' is run by the YED and he tried to get Lincoln killed to break Michael and that the CEO of the company is his first born son and the new 'Son of a Bitch' the four will be running from together in each shows next season. Kellerman, originally thought to be evil, will turn out to be a member of some supernatural good guy orginization (sorry I like the asshat). The five will eventually find out that not only do they have to worry about the Apocalypse happening, but they have to deal with the revelation that all the leaders of the free world, the members of the Fortune Five Hundred, and Billy Graham (sorry, just being funny) are of the YED's minions. Don't know how it will play out. They get Dr. Tancredi free, but by that time Dean and Michael are a couple, as are Linc and Sam. *eyes glaze over* She's crushed, but gets over it once Kellerman is confirmed to not be gay, evil, or working for Hell Spawn and they make babies, future soldiers for the good fight. One last person to worry about, T-Bag will sell his soul to the YED for a new hand and evil power perks and try to defeat the two sets of brothers. He get's to keep Michael (the YED is so lying!) if he captures the other three. He can do bad things to them as long as they're still mostly alive when the YED gets them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Who is your favorite ship from #6?&amp;nbsp;(FF)&lt;br /&gt;Wash and Simon, which is frustrating since their is relatively little written about them. Het? Mal and Inarra's canon flirting has always had a wonderful, sad yearning that is very believable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you were to set one person from #3 and one person from #6 on a blind date, who would they be?&amp;nbsp;(bsg, FF)&lt;br /&gt;Zoe and Lee, in a AU were neither is married. I'm so evil. I would love a scene where Lee is cocky and insults Zoe about the 'sloppy' crew of Firefly and&amp;nbsp;in turn&amp;nbsp;she beats his ass down in the middle of the bsg bar. The BSG crew will be too scared to stop her, Admiral Adama will be cringing in embarrassment over what Lee said (he'll be at a table with Mal and Jayne) and how Lee gets beaten like a bitch, and Mal and Jayne will laugh their asses off. No one makes comments about the Firefly or her&amp;nbsp;crew after that and in fact the BSG ends up being saved many times because River can kill cylons with her brain just as easy as humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you could meet one person from #4 and spend the day with them, who would it be, and what would you do? (Dexter)&lt;br /&gt;Dexter the serial killer with&amp;nbsp;good morals,&amp;nbsp;of course!&amp;nbsp;I think I would like to follow him around in his hunt and prep, while he explains his rational and how he plans to take down his next victim. I would skip the real deal, but would want to meet up later and talk about how it went. It's strange, but Dexter brings out my meager maternal instincts and I would love to tutor him in how to fool the natives. Harry, though a great dad, did leave room for some polishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you could change one thing about #2's plotline, what would you change? (SV)&lt;br /&gt;I would throw a wrench in the polarizing of Clark:Good and Lex:Bad. Oh course it is the&amp;nbsp;canon mythos and is the&amp;nbsp;inevitable outcome as they mature, but I miss their&amp;nbsp;troubled friendship and the fact that Lex had redeeming qualities and was struggling to do right while Clark wasn't comfortable in his righteousness and was still troubled about his own lies. It just makes for deeper, more moving story telling. Oh, I would have killed Lana (prop) seasons ago by a mutual unknown enemy of Lex and Clark's and have it be the thread that makes them try and keep their uneasy trust going; the hunt for how, why, and who killed Lana.&amp;nbsp;Personally, I think that was clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Explain a relationship between two people (not necessarily romantic) from show #3, and why you like the relationship between them. (spn) *My bad, I did #1 by mistake and I don't want to change it*&lt;br /&gt;The layers of love, hate, trust, history, anger, loyalty, frustration, and personality that come through in Dean and Sam's relationship as brothers is hands down the most impressive relationship I've ever seen on TV. Yes, I love the subtext that is just there to fuel the fangirl slash and I eat is up along with their unreal hotness, but the show has substance and the overall arch and the growing sense of despair and anxiety&amp;nbsp; they share makes me feel for them and keeps me hooked. Dean's endless love for him brother is mixed up with his terrible fears of failure and of being alone and his cockness is his endearing, but at times it's a heartbreaking coping mechanism. Sam is inherently selfish and insensitive for all of his emo, yet he is idealistically good and truly innocent in a way and his resentment of Dean's protectiveness masks deep his need to believe his big brother really can save the day. Their interaction is so dead on, yet it can still shock you. Supernatural has been my favorite since it's pilot and it only keeps getting better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If the lead title characters (first name in the credits) from #1 and #5 were both drowning, and you could only save one, who would it be? (spn, PB)&lt;br /&gt;Jared Padalecki(Sam) or Wentworth Miller(Michael)? Geez! Why can't I save both? *sigh* I feel like God will smite me since Michael is so good, but I would be pulling Sam 'Geekboy' Winchester out of the drink first. Problem is, I'm about a buck five and he's a big, big boy! If I fell in too,&amp;nbsp;hopefully his special freaky powers would save us both. I wouldn't hold my breath if Dean showed up, by the time Sammy was safe I'd be one dead fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could change the title characters' order in the credits for #6, what order would you choose? (FF)&lt;br /&gt;Uh...I see no reason to change it. It's perfect, just like everything else about this wonderful show that Fox fucked over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you were able to add a new character, any kind of character you wanted, to the storyline for #4, what would the character be like and what would their role be?&amp;nbsp;(Dexter)&lt;br /&gt;I would have Dexter's *cough* dumping grounds accidentally found and a special FBI serial killer profiler brought in to work&amp;nbsp;at the Police Station that Dexter, his sister, and&amp;nbsp;his 'I'm out to get you freak!' Sgt. Doakes works in. Dexter would be forced to revisit his past work and be his usual brilliant blood spatter expert self, while frantically trying to not panic, evidently serial killers don't like other people&amp;nbsp;touching their stuff. The male FBI agent&amp;nbsp; is gay and 'really' likes Dexter, adding to his problems. Doakes of course will love it and add fuel to the fire, telling the FBI guy that Dexter's just in denial. Dexter of course doesn't have any natural responses to anyone and his inner dialogue which the audience hears would be hysterical. I could imagine Dexter looking at the FBI guy and thinking, 'Maybe if I date him it will make him more likely to believe the story I want him to buy? Hm...I wonder if I'll have to have sex with him like a I do Rita? Maybe he doesn't like sex? No, remember normal men like sex, Harry (his adoptive father) told me that once, that's an important behavior to copy. Hm...well it's one plan of action, but I'll see if I can do the buddy thing first. I've had more practice with that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What happens in your favourite episode of show #2?&amp;nbsp;(SV)&lt;br /&gt;I have a million, it really is a show thats a long story with vivid moments. I'll go for an easy favorite 'Red', the episode where Clark gets his class ring and oh noes!&amp;nbsp;the stone is Red Kryptonite and he loses all his inhibitions and gets wild, slutty, and starts dressing like Lex? I'm not saying nothing here....subtext....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could kill off one of the characters of #1, who would it be and how would you do it?&amp;nbsp;(spn)&lt;br /&gt;Jo Harvelle because I find her to be a whiny little girl and not good enough for Dean, though he hasn't gone there yet. It's not even because I want my slash delusions of the show to remain intact. I don't mind girl's passing through their lives. I liked Madison in 'Heart' and loved watching Sammy get naked and having sex. *oh yes* No, I just want a woman that&amp;nbsp;more like&amp;nbsp;Dean,&amp;nbsp;someone as&amp;nbsp;interesting. A real hunter,&amp;nbsp;who gets that they can have a night here or there, but they both need to get back to the battle. I think a reoccuring woman like that in Dean's life would ease his suffering and help him because he wouldn't have to be so careful. She'd be someone who could hear the cold hard truth and talk to him without lying. Jo...I'd make her death meaningful, but I don't want her to be part of Sam's 'She died because of me!' deal, so it wouldn't be the demon. I'd like it to be an even fight she chose on her own.&amp;nbsp;Then the brothers and her mother could grieve&amp;nbsp;together, acknowledging the danger of their lives and just how likely&amp;nbsp;being killed&amp;nbsp;is for all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you got the chance to visit the set for either show #3 or show #5, which would you choose?&amp;nbsp;(bsg, PB)&lt;br /&gt;Prison Break is being filmed all over the place at this point which means that I wouldn't meet many of the characters&amp;nbsp;on any given set. BSG is my choice. I've always been impressed with the creaky, gritty 'Old/New' look of the sets. Yes it's SciFi complete with spaceships, but you get the feeling things break and get dirty, it's too crowded, and that objects serve the purpose they're supposed to, most of the time. I like the lack of techno mumble, panels of flashing lights, and inventions that&amp;nbsp;insure that at the end of the day after you've survived another cylon attack by the skin of your teeth, you canget a sonic shower,&amp;nbsp;go to you delux bunk, and order a 7 course meal to appear out of&amp;nbsp;thin air. The crew of bsg looks&amp;nbsp;broken in&amp;nbsp;and believable and that's reflected by the sets. Also, I love the cast and would love a chance to really talk to all of them about their characters. Yes, I would want to get a picture of myself in a Colonial uniform, hugging Helo and Lee. *shut up!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could date anyone from any of these shows, which show and which person?&amp;nbsp;(PB)&lt;br /&gt;If you mean characters? Well I'd like to say Dean, Sam, or Michael, but the practical part of me that looks at who I would get along with if things were ideal in their worlds? Strangely, I couldn't see myself with them. I would feel like a third wheel with either Dean or Sam, they are beyond co-dependent even without the demon. Michael is too aloof for all his brilliance. Lincoln is a 'guy' and for all his temper, a good man, and if he was at ease, not&amp;nbsp;on the run, and safe&amp;nbsp;on some beach in Panama? I'd love to talk, eat a ton (he's the kind of guy that's good with a grill), and snuggle on a hammock. He's hot, smart, manly, sweet, and has had a lot of life expieriance; I could really see us getting on well. I'd love Michael and LJ around as well. Michael to take about deep stuff with and LJ to eat up some of his Dad's time because I need my alone time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real person? Jensen Ackles, he&amp;nbsp;strikes me as much being far more intelligent and shy than most people would peg him. He's a good Texan boy and being southern, it's close enough, they just have a bit more swagger *sexy* while still having the charm and manners. And of course, he's 'The God of Hot', really one of the most beautiful men I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First, write down the names of 12 characters. Then read and answer the questions. You can't look at the questions (or click on the cut) until you write down the 12 characters you're going to use. Stolen from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.Dean Wincester (spn)&lt;br /&gt;2.CapricaSix (bsg)&lt;br /&gt;3.Spike (Buffy)&lt;br /&gt;4.Ronald Speirs (as portrayed by Matthew Settle on the BOB mini-series, not the real man)&lt;br /&gt;5.Lex Luthor (sv)&lt;br /&gt;6.T-Bag (Prison Break)&lt;br /&gt;7.Simon Tam (Firefly)&lt;br /&gt;8.Dexter Morgan (Dexter)&lt;br /&gt;9.Sam Winchester (spn)&lt;br /&gt;10.Anya (Buffy)&lt;br /&gt;11.Sawyer (Lost)&lt;br /&gt;12.Chloe Sullivan (sv)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to? (T-Bag/Sawyer)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;No. It's hard to even conceive of making it happen, that would be some serious crack fic! Maybe they could be 2nd or 3rd cousins? I'd love to read it, although I'm pretty sure I'd be laughing until I cried. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Do you think Four is hot? How hot? (Ronald Speirs as portrayed by Matthew Settle)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Oh Hell yes! That man is smokin' hot! He does dangerous yet sexy like no one's business. Well he ties with Dean in my opinion.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant? (Chloe/Dexter)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Chloe would first weep because it would confirm beyond all doubt that she is a Meteor Freak and they usually die horribly. Then she would ask Clark to save her which would cause Clark some dilema since, Dexter is purely human (and caring Chloe's child!) and for a serial killer he has good morals. He'd be kind of stymied between not wanting the world (i.e. the Luthors) to know Chloe has meteor powers and not wanting Dexter *giggle, the mind boggles* to raise the child. Clark would probably convince Chloe that calling the police would be the best they could do. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Then Chloe would freak out all over again because she some how managed to impregnate not just any man, but a serial killer!!!? In his defense, Dexter's very good with kids.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Can you recommend any fic(s) about Nine? (Sam Wincester)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;There are a so many I could recommend. In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida was amazing, the author of this wip is not coming to mind (my bad), but it's worth looking for. Anything at all by phantisma.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Would Two and Six make a good couple? (CapricaSix/T-Bag)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;No, absolutely not. CapricaSix would kill T-Bag in a heartbeat, even if she is liking humans at the moment. Besides he way too short for her, Gaius is already pushing it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why? (Lex/Sam,Lex/Anya)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;If Sam went to The Dark Side? They would be an amazing, scary, and hot couple. I don't even think Clark could keep them from world domination. They would manage to enslave even Zod and the Yellow-Eyed Demon and rule the world, using an army of meteor freaks and demon spawn. Sadly, Dean would probably be quietly eliminated by Lex, who's a jealous man. Sam, also in my opinion a jealous freak, would kill Clark by making a kryptonite bullet and using his telekinetic powers to shot Clark in the head. This too is very sad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Lex and Anya? While having nothing in common, it hurts my brain to think of the two trying to have a conversation, they might join forces out of selfish reasons. Anya would live in a state of orgasm for the rest of her...immortality at the thought of the Luthor fortune, which she would increase beyond even the Luthor's wildest dreams by getting people to wish vengeance against any and all rivals. Lex would love Anya for extracting vengaence for him, appreciate that she's good arm candy, and would&amp;nbsp;use her to negotiate contracts with other demon's. The only thing he'd grump about is the no pre-nup that Anya would insist on, but sensibly not wanting to die...Lex would agree.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Both couplings are the stuff of nightmares and would end the world as we know it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex? (Simon walks in on CapricaSix/Chloe)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;He'd freak out and stand there apologizing over and over again, while not being able to tear his eye's away since the boy can't get laid to save his life. After getting over the shock Caprica and Chloe would kick Simon out and get back at it, leaving Simon to the tender mercies of Jayne who would force a play by play out of him, painfully.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Make up a summary for a Three/Ten fic. (Spike/Anya)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Hm...I don't want to go with what people have already seen on Buffy. How about if there was no Dru and it was pre-Sunnydale Bad Spike. The two could road trip across country on a hilariously funny killing spree! Demon Bonny and Clyde! (It'd be even better crack fic if they made a threesome with Dexter and it was a wip with Sam and Dean hot on their heels. Of course, everone must have teh sex, even Dexter.) Some write this! Please.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff? (Dean/Dexter)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*utter silence*...... I don’t think so, but it would be bloody! Wait! I think that they could be buds...in some crackverse.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic. (Simon/Chloe)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;"Too many words!!! Context, Reality, Wrong, Stop It Hurts!!!...I'm Sorry I Killed Your Girlfriend With My Brain, Simon"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~What kind of plot device would you use if you wanted Four to deflower One? (Speirs/Dean)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Wow! *fans self and drools* Okay, a curse sends Dean back in time to Europe during WWII, he of course fits right in since he loves the good fight. On furlough, he's sitting in a French cafe, bitching and moaning about the fact that the French...speak French. Somebody approaches the table, making Dean look up and one look into those scary eyes and that sexy ass smile and Dean would be Speir's bitch in a heartbeat.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Does anyone on your friends list read Seven slash? (Simon Tam)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Too many to count.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Does anyone on your friends list read Three het? (Spike)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Yes, but fewer than the slash contingent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven? (Sawyer)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Strangely, I have no idea.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five? (Caprica/Speirs/Lex)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I think I'm confident in saying NO, but oh that would be pretty.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~What might Ten scream at a moment of great passion? (Anya)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Um...either a strange girlie squee noise or if she's had a great day at the store, 'Guhhh profit!!!!!'. I really have no idea and I don't want to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, which song would you choose? (Dexter)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;"Somebody's Watching Me" by Rockwell, I've always liked, but found this 80's song creepy - it is about paranoia. It would be great at as a darkly humorous song fic about Dexter's victims complete lack of awareness of his attentions. It's really not a good thing to attract Dexter's attention.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warnings be? (Dean/T-bag/Chloe)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Warnings: language, drinking, drugs, non-con, torture, excessive violence, and major character deaths. The plus would be great banter!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~What might be a good pick-up line for Two to use on Ten? (CapricaSix/Anya)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;"We'd be good together, I'm immortal like you...sort of." or "I love your hair." In all reality, Caprica would probably have to convince Anya that the Cylons have lots of money.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~When was the last time you read a fic about Five? (Lex)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~What is Six's super-sekrit kink? (T-Bag)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Not easy to pick just one with a convicted pervert pedophile, who's quite happy to tell you about his exploits in way too much detail. T-Bag does really gets off on the idea of being a 'good husband/father', despite having to hold a family hostage to do it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~Would Eleven shag Nine? Drunk or sober? (Sawyer/Sam)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Sober no, but he'd think about it. Sawyer's got a dirty mind and Sam is hot. Drunk, definitely. Sawyer would be flashing those dimples and laying on that smart ass charm, thick. Sam conditioned into a Pavlovian response to just that kind of come on by Dean would be man-handling Sawyer into a tent before the redneck knew what hit him. *eyes glaze over*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~If Three and Seven get together, who tops? (Spike/Simon)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Spike, without a doubt. Although in the long run, Simon's combination of whiny neurosis and pretty would sadly bring out all of Spike's love's bitch, caretaker tendencies.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~"One and Nine are in a happy relationship until Nine suddenly runs off with Four." (Dean/Sam,Speirs)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Wincest is canon. Though happy together, there is always that big brother/little brother dynamic underlying everything which leaves Sam feeling that Dean doesn't take him seriously enough and that Dean is too domineering. So of course, Sam will run off with the only man (Speirs) that is scarier, more masculine, dominant, authoritarian, and even less likely to take him seriously than Dean. I don't want to think about what would happen if Sam complained about the music in Speir's car. I think Sam has some unhealthy issues. I bet Jessica had him under her thumb, too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;~How would you feel if Seven/Eight was canon? (Simon/Dexter)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Perplexed, but oddly happy for them. They're both good guys in their own weird ways. Dexter might even be a help with River, as a serial killer Dexter has an odd and open-minded take on the need for normalcy. Since Dexter only kills bad people and can spot them easily, he'd make Simon feel safe. Dexter would also make Jayne very nervous and keep him well away from Simon.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Bad username: morphine300mg ]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Searching for a Beta for a Sam POV Xmas Fic</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T06:00:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T06:00:38Z</updated>
    <category term="dean"/>
    <category term="sam"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ashlesha17' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ashlesha17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; All Families Have Traditions *tentative title*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fandom:&lt;/strong&gt; Supernatural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characters/Pairings:&lt;/strong&gt; Sam/Jesse, Sam/Dean&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; non-graphic wincest - PG/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; will be around 3,000 and no more than 3,500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; Sam's first much anticipated 'normal' Christmas holiday with Jessica and her family makes him unwillingly reflect back on his life with his family. Self reflection and an internal dialog of sorts, as Sam tries to deny that there is anything to miss or that he finds anything lacking in the picture perfect 'normal' world he's been striving for. Generally bittersweet, but truthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm real need of a beta. I'm a devoted fan of Supernatural and have written many one shot pieces in the past year, though this is my first in awhile. I tend to stay in character, be true to canon usually or steer clear into a believable AU. I write Sam and Dean's relationship as slash, both graphic and non-graphic, but the dynamic is always there. I tend to write from either Dean's or Sam's internal perspective or their interaction together and I've gotten a lot of positive feedback that I really capture them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I would like to work with someone that appeals to. My biggest problems tend to be spelling, grammar, and sometimes awkward sentence structure. I need someone that's strong in those areas, I can check a piece a million times and just not see obvious grammatical errors. I can work with supportive suggestions on content, although I'm confident in my writing style in general - but if I'm dead wrong on a canon fact or you feel strongly that I'm off on something, I'd definitely like to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do Sam's first Christmas away from his family. Holiday's are such monumental occasions for many and in this piece its Sam's first time celebrating it in his beloved ideal of 'normal'. I'm an equal opportunity sympathizer/or not with&amp;nbsp;both boys and this piece is not about bashing any of the characters. Well maybe John a little, but it is Sam's point of view! It's more about Sam's reactions, passing thoughts, and realizations as he plays the day against old memories. For example, I have Sam laughing to himself about how Dean would react to all the 'polite' chit chat around the dining room table. I'm very much into the paradox of how hard it is to make peace with all the different parts of ourselves and Sam finds things to be happy about and to mourn the loss of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your interested please, please reply. I'm working out the last bits and expect that I'll be ready to send the piece off about Wednesday, Dec. 6th or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesha&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>12 month meme</title>
    <published>2006-11-04T03:43:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-04T03:43:34Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">1. Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;2. Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bold the five-ten that best apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months under a lj-cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. &lt;strong&gt;Difficult to fathom and to be understood&lt;/strong&gt;. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. &lt;strong&gt;Has reputation&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Easily consoled&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Honest&lt;/strong&gt;. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. &lt;strike&gt;Approachable&lt;/strike&gt;. Emotional temperamental and &lt;strong&gt;unpredictable&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Moody and easily hurt&lt;/strike&gt;. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. &lt;strong&gt;Forgiving but never forgets&lt;/strong&gt;. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. &lt;strong&gt;Wary and sharp&lt;/strong&gt;. Judges people through observations. &lt;strong&gt;Hardworking&lt;/strong&gt;. No difficulties in studying. &lt;strong&gt;Loves to be alone&lt;/strong&gt;. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. &lt;strike&gt;Homely person&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Waits for friends&lt;/strike&gt;. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. &lt;strike&gt;Prone to having stomach&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;and dieting problems&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Easily hurt but takes long to recover&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="12 month"&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egoistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>BOB100 challenge #16b: Parent</title>
    <published>2006-10-31T07:30:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T18:19:30Z</updated>
    <category term="bob100"/>
    <category term="band of brothers"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ashlesha17' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ashlesha17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title: The Mamas and the Papas of Easy Company&lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 115&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Various&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G&lt;br /&gt;A/N:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Totally lighthearted and facetious&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;commentary on some of the bob characters.&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I do not own or profit from these characters in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;The Mamas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nixon, who understands all about little faults, has all the good gossip, and occasionally is very bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;Lipton, who always worries about you, knows what to say to make things all better, and tells you to behave.&lt;br /&gt;Doc Roe, who takes good care of you when you get hurt, holds your hand when you're sick, and prays for you every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Papas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobel, who never smiles at you and who you can never, ever please no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Winters, who you want to make so proud, because he loves you no matter what and lets you know.&lt;br /&gt;Speirs, who doesn't allow backtalk and you always call him 'Sir', but he protects you, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>RE: Hey! I'm back with a couple of new challenges.</title>
    <published>2006-09-29T02:38:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T18:21:54Z</updated>
    <category term="prison break"/>
    <category term="house"/>
    <category term="me"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ashlesha17' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ashlesha17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='15pairings' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/15pairings/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/15pairings/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;15pairings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;I'm back, hopefully. I know that I've been gone forever, but I'm itching to write again. I'm not taking up my Smallville wip up immediately because well the health thing is still up in the air, but I want to push myself a bit.&amp;nbsp;So I decided to take things slower with two new challenges that explore 15 different romantic pairings within a single fandom. Each one will have a theme set with different prompts. I chose House and Prison Break and I hope you enjoy my attempt at, what are for me, two whole new fandoms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that when I'm up to it, I'll get back to my sv wip. It means a lot to me that so many people followed it faithfully and I will complete it. And don't think for a minute that I've stopped thinking about Dean and Sam in ways I shouldn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Just a short hello</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T21:00:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T21:01:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ashlesha17' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ashlesha17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I just wanted to leave a short note in my journal to let those that have wondered where I've disappeared to while I was in the middle of my sv wip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very sick this month. I have fibromyalgia syndrome and it effects your muscles and causes severe pain and spasms and in my case migraines. But the long and the short of it is that it really affects my hands and my treatment for it causes short term paralysis, so typing has been a non option. Also I've just felt bad and tired, but it seems to be getting better and I'll be writing again soon. I'm going crazy not writing, but another treatment (meds) make me totally spacey and sleepy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my friends that have written and asked what was up, it means a lot. Hopefully I'll be posting again very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesha</content>
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    <title>Smallville Fic: written for philosophy_20  #14 Parallel, Version B: Love Is Worth The Loss</title>
    <published>2006-05-31T04:45:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-02T18:11:33Z</updated>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ashlesha17' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashlesha17.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ashlesha17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; *C to J I love you with all my heart and will forever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Fandom: Smallville&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Clark/Lex&lt;br /&gt;Prompt: #14 Parallel, Version B: Love Is Worth The Loss&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I Own Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Clark, Whitney, Lex, and the Kents deal with the aftermath of Jason’s death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A/N: This Chapter has two versions A and B, my wish is for all long time readers of the story to please read both and post me as to which version they would like to see be the next installment. From that choice the remaining store line will continue. A combination of votes and reasoning will determine the course of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Parallel: &lt;em&gt;Of, relating to, or designating two or more straight coplanar lines that do not intersect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;…Nature’s law&lt;br /&gt;That man was made to mourn&lt;/em&gt;. – Burns: Man was Made to Mourn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lex walked up and stood next to Jonathon. "The surgery wasn’t a success." It was a statement, not a question. "I’m sorry."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jonathon shook his head and looked at Lex. "No the damage is everywhere, the doctor’s said that his insides are basically shredded, although he put it more tactfully than that." He sighed. "Even without the all over damage Jason would need a new liver, and had to have his spleen removed as well as a lot of intestine." The doctor’s had to resuscitate him after he flat-lined and had to use adrenaline, they woke him and spoke with him briefly about his odds and he told them his wishes." Jonathon walked at few feet and sat down, wiping his eyes. "God, I hope Clark can handle this. Whitney too." Jonathon looked at Lex. "I know that you tried to get them here as soon as you could, without ‘&lt;em&gt;circumstances&lt;/em&gt;’ holding things up and at least we didn’t lose Whitney. Thank you. I’d come to like Jason and I dread to think how Clark will react, but Whitney’s become like a second son to me and Martha."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lex as worried as he was, was warmed by Jonathon’s words. "Thank you Jonathon." Suddenly from a ways off both could hear a scream. "NO!" They looked at each other and jumped to their feet and rushed down the hall. An orderly was running to get them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Please, sir your son’s very distraught, we had to call security and I was sent to get you. We need to calm him down! Please follow me." The man said a little winded, but turned back around and headed back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Rushing after him, Jonathon and Lex looked at one another. This was bad. A needle wouldn’t penetrate Clark’s skin if someone tried to sedate him; this was just bad…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lex thought to ask. "Did he get a chance to speak to Jason before he died?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The orderly looked over his shoulder and told them…&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Martha let herself into Whitney’s room quietly. He had his eyes closed, exhaustion written all over his face. ‘&lt;em&gt;Oh god, how do I tell&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;him? He will be so hurt that he can’t be there with Jason and Clark&lt;/em&gt;.’ &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;With a heavy heart, Martha sat on the edge of the bed and stroked his face. "Whitney." It took a minute, but he opened his eyes and focused on her. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Hey, what’s happening? Is there any news?" Whit saw the look on her face, but forced himself to ask. ‘&lt;em&gt;God, please no!&lt;/em&gt;’ &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Martha took his right hand in both of hers and explained what the doctor had told the family and Jason’s wishes. Her throat hurt saying the words, but Martha looked straight at Whitney. "Jason is going to die, Whitney, and the doctor thinks that it will be soon. Clark’s with him now…with your injuries, the doctor will not move you and possibly make your condition worse. I’m so sorry." Whit’s hand tightened and it seemed like he was going to argue for a moment. Then suddenly Whitney gasped like he was in agony and then went completely silent. Martha alarmed, tried to rise and get help. Whitney held onto her hand, shaking his head. He looked up at her and whispered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Jason’s dead…I don’t know how, but I felt it." Whit looked away, shaking. "He was in so much pain Martha. It was so bad. It was like nothing I’ve ever felt and then it just stopped." He looked back at her. "Jason’s dead. I know it. How can I?" He started crying. "Oh God, I wasn’t there!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Martha hugged him close, crying with him. She couldn’t help worrying about Clark. ‘&lt;em&gt;Jonathon and Lex are there. And at least Clark&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;was with Jason&lt;/em&gt;.’ Martha kissed Whit. "I’m so sorry Whitney." She stayed and held him until he passed out, exhausted from his crying. When she was sure that he was sleeping, Martha went and asked a nurse to find her if he woke up. The nurse in turn told her it would be ‘&lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt;’ if she went to Clark. Alarmed, Martha followed the directions the nurse gave her and hurried down the hall. ‘&lt;em&gt;What’s happening?&lt;/em&gt;’ She wondered. ‘&lt;em&gt;How could Whitney know?&lt;/em&gt;’ Martha paled. ‘&lt;em&gt;If he did know, then how did it affect Clark?&lt;/em&gt;’ She hurried to towards the room and started to run when she heard crashing and Clark’s voice yelling. ‘&lt;em&gt;Oh no!&lt;/em&gt;’&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As they ran to Jason’s room, the orderly answered the bald man’s question. He shook his head. "Yes. Jason was in a great deal of pain, but they talked." He looked at Jonathon. "I’ve seen it a lot, Jason tried to reassure your son and let him know that he didn’t blame him for anything and that he loved him." The man paused and said a little sadly. "It’s funny how the dying need to be there for the living." The orderly hesitated. "It was strange though, when your son took Jason’s hand he got very…agitated and kept saying he was sorry for the pain." &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;He paused for breath. "When Jason died, he seemed okay if stunned, but then got very upset when a nurse tried to get him to sit down. It was like he was panicked at the idea of physical separation he pushed everyone back and knocked over some equipment, telling people to get out. He’s not being very rational, he hurt an orderly when he pushed the man back and if you can’t calm him down we’ll have no choice, but to try and sedate him. I’m sorry sir." &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jonathon and Lex heard Clark before they ever saw the room. "Jason don’t leave me! I love you so much. Please, I’m so sorry for the pain!" They heard his hysterical crying and the voices of others in the room trying to calm him. Jonathon and Lex looked at one another, in complete mental agreement about how bad the situation was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jonathon stopped the orderly. "Thank you for getting us. I know my son and it would be best if everyone left the room. Me and Mr. Luthor will go in and reason with him." He looked at him. "Please, he’s had a terrible loss, but we can calm him down."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lex chimed in. "This is a matter to leave to us. I know my father arranged for things to be ‘&lt;em&gt;quiet&lt;/em&gt;’ and they need to stay that way. I have my own security here and just inform the front desk and they will send then to wait here. Do not have them come in. We’ll have this under control soon." &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lex was counting on the man and the rest of the staff to know the influence of the Luthors and to do as they were told. ‘&lt;em&gt;Power comes in handy in emergencies&lt;/em&gt;.’ Lex was dreading going in, but steeled himself to help Jonathon, knowing that his presence carried weight. ‘&lt;em&gt;Jason is dead and it happened because he was trying to help save my life. Clark, will you even want to see my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;face?&lt;/em&gt;’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The orderly looked nervous, but nodded and went into the room. After a brief talk, several people filed out. One nurse stopped and informed Jonathon and Lex that she considered Clark a danger to himself and others and that they needed to ‘&lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt;’ that things were under control. She again recommended sedation. Lex, buying time, asked if she could ready some oral sedatives ‘&lt;em&gt;just in case&lt;/em&gt;’ stating that Clark had an intense fear of needles. Jonathon shot him a grateful look for that story. When the room was empty except for Clark and Jason and the two men walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Clark was sitting on the bed with Jason, his bandages that had soaked through with blood, in his arms. Clark didn’t acknowledge their presence and just kept crying and imploring Jason to forgive him. It was horrifying to watch, because Jason was so obviously dead that Clark seemed demented. Just then Martha ran through the door heading straight for him, but Jonathon grabbed her arm, shaking his head. She tried to calm down, but it was hard watching and listening to Clark.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Martha pulled the other two close and whispered. "I told Whitney and he was very upset, but something else happened. It was very strange." She looked confused. "He suddenly was in terrible pain for a moment then…he just looked at me and told me that he ‘&lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt;’ that Jason was dead." Martha looked over at Clark. "Jonathon do you think that Clark ‘&lt;em&gt;felt&lt;/em&gt;’ Jason’s pain and his death. I don’t understand this ‘&lt;em&gt;bonding&lt;/em&gt;’ thing, but if Whitney felt it…Clark must have too." She looked distraught. "What do we do?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jonathon thought for a moment and said. "Let me try and talk to Clark, okay?" He slowly walked over to Clark, who was still holding Jason, and cautiously sat down next to them. "Son can you hear me?" Jonathon asked him gently. Jonathon got no response, so trusting that Clark wouldn’t hurt him he took Clark’s hand. At that Clark startled a bit and looked at his father, sad and confused.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Dad." Clark seemed to be trying to pull himself out of something, but it was like he was having trouble focusing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Son what happened when you came to the room?" Jonathon noticed that Clark still seemed dazed. "Clark please you have to calm down we’re not leaving the room, okay? But you have to tell me what happened." Clark looked at Jason and bent down to kiss him and then nodding, he got up and gently placed Jason’s body on the bed, sitting beside it. He didn’t look at his parents or Lex as he spoke.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"When I got here Jason was alive and we talk about…a lot of things. Jason told me how much he loved me and Whitney and that we had to take care of one an