alwaysenduphere: (crowley//king of)
I keep meaning to post these here and forgetting. Ta-da.

title:the red, it filters through
summary/prompt:There's an old John Carpenter movie where hell exists on the other side of the mirrors. Hell is what Dean sees every time he looks into a mirror. Hell is what's staring back at him and he's not sure, as he reaches out his hand, if he's straining to reach it again or to push it away. He breaks a lot of mirrors, with his hands, with his head even, trying to find out or maybe trying to get back.
rating: r
warnings: torture/imagery
notes: gen, 173 words. title from a Chevelle lyric.
the red, it filters through )



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title: fool me twice
summary/prompt: Almost ten years ago Neal Caffrey made a deal at a crossroads. What he doesn't know is that his hellhound already found him. Or that they can look human.
rating: PG
pairing: Neal/Kate
notes: A White Collar/Supernatural crossover. 458 words.

fool me twice, shame on me. )
alwaysenduphere: (Dean and Sam//MCR)
title: And miles to go before I sleep
rating: PG-13
characters: sam, dean
genre: gen, h/c, s1 casefic, after a fashion.
warnings: just language this time.
notes: 5,000 words. Title and cut text from Robert Frost's poem which I hope everyone knows. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] slayerkate for zeee beta. :)

Written for [livejournal.com profile] spn_reversebang and based off of [livejournal.com profile] xloz_91x's art prompt, which struck my fancy the moment I saw Dean with that shotgun and read the words 'season one' in the prompt idea. Thank you for being incredibly easy to work with. :) Go give feedback on her art here!

summary: Dean is looking for someplace safe and warm to stop because Sam is injured. The cabin they find turns out to be neither of those things.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, and I have promises to keep )
alwaysenduphere: (jensen//smile like you mean it)
SO HIII. Obviously I'm home and shit, if you couldn't tell by the influx of comments on some of your journals. I did make it through 5 days worth of LJ entries, someone give me a fucking medal. I didn't comment a lot, but I did comment.

I couldn't deal with the hotel's slow wireless combined with my slow old fogie of a laptop so I just barely got by. HOMG it is SO HARD not to see twitter all the time. I'm sure I missed so many amazing tweets. But yeah.

BEST. WEEKEND. OF MY LIFE. Which is what I said last year at Chicon but this weekend...omg how do you top suprise!Jensen fucking Ackles. And so many fucking awesome people I met this weekend! It got to where I couldn't even keep track. I should've carried around a little notebook or something because I can't remember everyone's names/LJ names to look them up on The Google. (Also I have a ridiculous amount of inside jokes now. The sheer number rivals the size of Matt Cohen's penis.)

OKAY WELL YOU ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENED because for once Creation was not douchey and let people record glorious footage. Sweeeet glorious footage. I actually already watched a bunch of [livejournal.com profile] agt_spooky's vids again and discovered there were things I'd missed, especially during the J2M panel because I was laughing so goddamned hard.

I will make a post with my memories and favorites and highlights and whatnot...at a later date. This one is for pretty pictures. I didn't actually take but a handful of my own pics b/c I figured ppl w/far better quality camera than me would be sharing and caring after the con. I thought [livejournal.com profile] wolfpup2000 would be there, but apparently she had a family emergency and was not. So hopefully someone else took equally amazing photos like she usually does. Especially of their shoes and jewelry.

Photo Ops & Autos under here! ) So there's that. Now I'm going to bed as I've had about 4 hours of sleep per night since Thursday morning and I honestly don't know how my body is still going. It's also really confused to be sober for the whole day, I think. I've had a headache since I got going. But that could just have been from all the screaming children. (Oh PS I substitute teached...taught at the elementary school today. First day on the job. Were we that crazy as 1st/2nd/3rd graders? I somehow think not.)

So anyway. GOODNIGHT. I MISS ALL OF YOU #CHICON FOLKS DEARLY, [livejournal.com profile] crimsonkitty88, [livejournal.com profile] dauntdraws, [livejournal.com profile] uglyduckling_me, [livejournal.com profile] crackedeggie, [livejournal.com profile] aplethora, [livejournal.com profile] unreckless, [livejournal.com profile] karabou, [livejournal.com profile] vehiclesshockme, [livejournal.com profile] toolazytowork, [livejournal.com profile] slayerkate, [livejournal.com profile] dugindeep, [livejournal.com profile] gembat, [livejournal.com profile] _mournthewicked, [livejournal.com profile] ibroketuesday, [livejournal.com profile] quantum_speck, [livejournal.com profile] woodstarling, [livejournal.com profile] cullencharm, [livejournal.com profile] crawleysnakes and my god I don't even remember everyone's usernames tbqh. But I miss you all. Hell I miss people I never even got introduced to, lol.
alwaysenduphere: (dean//jensen//a prayer on my knees)
Title: Truth Writ in Ink (the heat of the moment remix)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] alwaysenduphere
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Rating: R
Note: 2,560 words. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] getyourguns for the beta.
Original Story: The Truth in Fiction by [livejournal.com profile] loolookitty
Summary: "I thought about it once during that time, while you were gone. I bet that’s not in the book. I hope not anyway," he chuckles and plows on. You’re not sure what you’re hearing. "Then you came back and… we’re both emotionally fucked up as it is. Can you imagine what would happen if…," he trails off, but his implication is loud and clear.

Truth Writ In Ink
alwaysenduphere: (Default)
Title: Incident
Rating: G
Characters: Sid the neighbor, his wife, Lisa and Dean.
Warnings: mentions of canon character death. spoilers for 6.01.
Notes: 1071 words. 2nd person pov, as per my usual. This is what happens when you listen too closely to the musings of other people. :P To [livejournal.com profile] crimsonkitty88 for putting the idea in my head and [livejournal.com profile] blacklid for the bit about baseball bats. I hope you don't mind that I used it.
Summary:
Over $2.50 pints of beer at Jonesys, Dean tells you his brother saved the world. You've known him nearly a year and it's the first time you hear him say Sam's name.


whee )
alwaysenduphere: (sam//and crashing to the ground)
title: through darkness we rise
rating: pg-13
pairing: dean/sam
warnings: uh, bloodplay, demon!winchesters? i suppose that can be a warning, heh.
summary: (i mean, really, not every demon is bad. some just like to have a little fun. ain't that right, sammy, you say, as he barges in the back entrance, all commanding attention and 'don't you daaaare look away from me now, look what you've gotten yourself into.')
notes: 1090 words. second-person pov again, with weird experiments in formatting. written for the [livejournal.com profile] spn_demons comment fic meme from the prompt: Dean was never "rescued" from Hell so he become a demon and comes back to find that while he was down, Sam drank himself to demonhood and now they're demons ~*together. originally posted here.

They say demons were once human and becoming a demon means you forget what that was like. You're not sure you ever really knew how to be human in the first place. )
alwaysenduphere: (jared//kissing cock)
Deal Twice: Dean/Neal
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I'm on episode 1.04 of White Collar right now. I know I'm behind, but I'll catch up. :)

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Also, in regards to livejournal's stupidity, please go vote in THIS poll: It HAS been seen by members of the LJ staff; I am not sure the one linked in my previous post has.

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There's a very good write-up of the private Q & A of Vancon here with some seriously adorable parts. Oh Jared you are too precious for this world. Vague spoilers though.
alwaysenduphere: (dean//today's the day to say okay)
reposting here because i like the idea of having all my stuff in one journal.

title: not dead yet
rating: pg-13
characters: dean, bobby
warnings: suicidal tendencies
notes: 856 words. post 5.22. written for [livejournal.com profile] hoodie_time's third comment fic meme. from the prompt: He's not suicidal. He's not. But if didn't exactly make a full effort to save himself from the oncoming car/the poisonous venom/the bullet wound/a murderous demon/etc, well, he's not going to admit it.


read more )
alwaysenduphere: (impala/all we are is dust in the wind)
title:the end of nothing
rating: pg-13
characters: sam, dean.
warnings: suicide and lack of coherency
summary: (lifetime after lifetime, pushing, pulling, yet no escaping.)
notes: 830 words. for [livejournal.com profile] dauntdraws - this isn't remotely what you described, because i couldn't remember it at all. but this is what stuck with me. perhaps i can do better justice of your idea some other time, if you'd like. to everyone else - idek what this is.

every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. )
alwaysenduphere: (dean//today's the day to say okay)
Title: like a wrecking ball through your mind
Pairing(s): Dean/Sam, Dean/Alastair, slight Dean/Bela
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: torture, self-harm, asphyxiation/breath play, rough sex, dark subject matter.
Summary: Every time he says your name as a question you wonder if this is going to be the last question, the last conversation - if he's going to figure out how twisted you are, how much of you is still down in the pit.
Notes: 1,783 words. Second person pov (Dean's), because I love writing it so. Three separate fills written for [livejournal.com profile] blindfold_spn, combined into one. Main title from Interpol. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] getyourguns for the beta.

You're tired of waiting for the other shoe to drop. )
alwaysenduphere: (dean//past the point of no return)
Sooo, episode codas are not something I usually write. Who am I kidding, writing is not some I usually do often. And yet here we are. Unbeta'ed, written on impulse, and now...posted. Meep.

Title: Movin' On
Character: Dean Winchester
Rating: PG
Summary: Obviously you've never been good at letting go.
Notes: coda to 5.22. 1,111 words. possible misuse of second person point of view. title slightly inspired by the Bad Company song of the same name.

I get up in the morning and it's just another day. Pack up my belongings, I've got to get away. )
alwaysenduphere: (sam//puppyish eyes)
i'm'a post this here just to get it off my desktop. And since someone who will remain unnamed told me to write something happier, to prove that maybe once, I could. :P
'twas written a while back for some comment fic thing at uh...[livejournal.com profile] spngenlove as per prompt by [livejournal.com profile] faithintheboys.

It has no title.

baby!fic
Sam-centric
rated g
574 words

He's tried all the normal tricks to get her to stop crying: )

I wish I could sleep. /woe
alwaysenduphere: (Dean Rises)
Title: right as rain
Character: Dean Winchester
Rating: PG
Summary: Sam would tell you to pull over. You think maybe even Dad would. He'd say something like, "I didn't give you this car so you could turn around and test out how well it hydroplanes."
Notes: 904 words. So I wanted to write something about Dean's birthday, on his birthday. Ta-da. Written for prompt 05 of my [livejournal.com profile] spn_30snapshots table.

All the days in the last few months have pretty much bled from one hunt into another. )
alwaysenduphere: (dean//not drunk enough for this shit)
Title: old long since
Character: Dean Winchester
Rating: PG
Summary: Eleven fifty-nine and you're staring at an empty glass a bar on the west edge of Nebraska, thinking about your brother.
Notes: Written for prompt 18 of my [livejournal.com profile] spn_30snapshots table. Title is the literal English translation of "auld lang syne," that song traditionally sung on New Year's that no one seems to know the words to anymore. 566 words. Happy New Year. :)

Eleven fifty-one and you're staring up at the countdown on the TV waiting for all this shit to be over so you can get back to drinking your beer in silence. )
alwaysenduphere: (sammy//fuck logic)

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Current submission post opens tomorrow, whenever me or [livejournal.com profile] lotrabc gets around to it.


So, here's what I figure. Fandom!secrets gets pretty swamped with Supernatural secrets anymore, and instead of showing our fandom crazy to the gen pop of that community, we can moreso keep it all in the family, if you know what I'm sayin' sayin'. So there's my logic for taking over the comm. If you'd please, spread the word. :)
alwaysenduphere: (wincest//hopes & dreams are shattering)
Title: Muscle Memory
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Word Count: 1,149
Prompt: Dean and Sam's first time in over two years, set in season five.
Notes: for [livejournal.com profile] spuffy_girl via the Fall Fandom Free For All. I should really give up trying to finish prompts on time. :(

After the flood of white light, the piercing sound of hell coming through to earth (through an opening he created), after a nightmareish plane ride that he's sure cemented Dean's fear of them, there's just awkward silence and a car ride. )
alwaysenduphere: (Default)
So yeah, Sunday the big day. Gotta admit, I was pretty exhausted by this point, so I definitely missed some of the little nuances that made it so perfect.

Supernatural Chicago Con 2009, Sunday )
alwaysenduphere: (Default)
Firstly, let me just thank [livejournal.com profile] dawnintheforest for the bajillionth time for allowing me to stay with her and putting up with me. I'm so glad to have met you, luv.

I'm always torn whether to use real names or user names when making things like this, but I'll stick with the usernames, I suppose.

Apologizing ahead of time because I do not have a decent camera anymore as mine is rather aged, so a lot of my pics are through my phone, which, while not a bad quality camera phone, can only do so much. So I don't have many pictures and the ones I do are only so-so.

Chicago Supernatural Convention, 2009 )
alwaysenduphere: (Default)
I really don't want to make a ridiculous reaction post for Supernatural, because it literally would be full of "AHAHAHAHAHAHA KEYSMASH LOLOLOOL LMAO *wibble* OH, DEAN. OH, SAM..." You get the point. But ANYWAY...

JACKPOT )


In other news:
Today after we ate Olive Garden (MMM SHRIMP MEZZALUNA) we saw a billboard where the board part was upside down. It was quite entertaining. Bad picture quality here.

Where the Wild Things Are made me cry in like 4 different places. I don't know how I feel about it.

V was...interesting. I was just all HEEEE ALAN TUDYK.

*bites nails about Chicago Convention* My preffered tickets came in the mail this week. But I haven't heard from the girl about the silver tickets... And when do Photo Ops come?

I think the internet may have caught on fire last night or something? IDK IDK, but I don't have it at home right now. Which is sad faces for me. But maybe I'll get something done? I could show you the list of things I need to do, but uh. I still need to make it...

And now I'm being kicked out because someone has a job and has to work in the morning. IDK what that means.
alwaysenduphere: (LegoArtoo)
Glee )
Flash Forward )
Supernatural )


-I whacked my knee on the bed frame the other night and I swear the bruise is getting bigger instead of smaller. Ouch.

-Angel's character is so un-Angel-like in the first 3 episodes of Buffy. God, season one. How you do kind of...suck.

-The hospital elevators remind me of the Tower of Terror. They're superfast and my ears pop at the pressure change. They rattle like crazy on the way up, and when they stop I feel like my knees are pushing into my ankles. I've never had a problem with elevators before (or the Tower of Terror, as I rode it 4 times in succession), but I swear, I'm thisclose to walking the six flights of stairs up to the bone marrow floor every time we ride the damn thing.

-My dog apparently caught a dove yesterday. My mom was practically laughing hysterically trying to paint the image for me. Winchester's just got neutered so he's wearing one of those cones on his head to keep him from his stitches, but he managed to latch onto an injured dove and carry it to my dad. Of course he only brings the nasty stuff back. LOL. I miss my puppy.

-Oh, also our house is apparently crooked and the new porch that just got built doesn't line up with the house frame. My mom was doing the whole "it's not funny, but it is" thing when she was telling me. There's a six-inch difference between the top of the house and the bottom now.

-It's getting better. All this is almost over, thankfully. And then...real life, finally. DUN DUN DUN. Oh, and I may not be around at all for a couple of days. Depending on how his counts come back, we may not have a trip to the hospital this weekend at all. Which means no internet access.

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