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Title: Non Timebo Mala
Author: roxy
Pairings/Characters: Dean/OMCs, Sam/OMCs, Dean/Sam
Rating: this post PG-13, various by chapter
Word Count: 1937
Spoilers: might be considered spoilery for All Hell Breaks Loose
Summary: Sam Winchester is looking for the ultimate weapon, one that will destroy the demon who destroyed his family. Dean Kane was raised to be a maker of weapons. He was just the man Sam needed.

Notes/Warnings: This is my AU version of the Colt's making. Increeeedibly AU. It's completely a child of my wild imaginings. Warnings for sex ( brief het and M/M, incest, rape.) Sections will have individual warnings.


"DAMN IT SAM."

Sam rolled his eyes. He was in trouble now, and it hardly seemed fair. As often as his dad said it, it must be his name. He pulled away from the post and straightened 'til he stood like a soldier and waited for the inevitable. Wondered if there was a way to convince his dad he really thought his name was Damn It Sam…maybe get out of the whipping John was probably planning right now.

"Jumping Je--Sammy, just—come on."

Sam rode all the way back to camp leaning against his dad's chest, warm from the top of his head down to his butt, feeling his dad's heart beat against his back. Feeling content. But mostly feeling glad he didn't get the whipping he deserved….


(  But mostly feeling glad he didn't get the whipping he deserved…. )

Title: Non Timebo Mala
Author: roxy
Pairings/Characters: Dean/OMCs, Sam/OMCs, Dean/Sam
Rating: this post G, various by chapter
Word Count: 1811
Spoilers: might be considered spoilery for All Hell Breaks Loose
Summary: Sam Winchester is looking for the ultimate weapon, one that will destroy the demon who destroyed his family. Dean Kane was raised to be a maker of weapons. He was just the man Sam needed.

Notes/Warnings: This is my AU version of the Colt's making. Increeeedibly AU. It's completely a child of my wild imaginings. Warnings for sex ( brief het and M/M, incest, rape.) Sections will have individual warnings.


Dean skipped off to do as Tobe asked, the emotional storm of a moment before evaporated like morning dew, his hand wrapped around his necklace and beaming like the beginning of the world. Tobe combed fingers through his ruffled beard, trying to smooth it out. He let out a long shaky breath and shook his head. "Dean." That boy was going to be the death of him, him and his crazy notions.

( He couldn't stop grinning to himself so after a bit, he just stopped trying. )

OMG, Internets!! You're back! Please let me post my story now!

(  SpN, My SpN--spoilers under the cut )

LOL! you know I'll do anything for a cup of coffee, love!

I have to spread some more love on World's Forgotten Boys I can hardly get through an update in one shot, I have to factor in time for screaming "NoRossNo", and cringing time and sniveling time. I swear, I love this fic. Poor screwed up, stupid, hurting, adorable, idiot, wonderful Ross--he's just about my favorite OC of all time.

This was a weird evening--I went to bed like super early, fell asleep because Mr. R was there too, being all warm and human-blanky like, and then I woke up and ♥ and fell asleep again, aaaaaaand woke up again, got out of bed, ready to answer comments on Non Timebo Mala, post a new bit and then fuck Sammy up real good, but I got distracted by the shiny. I'm a baaaaad roxy. :)

but kind of feeling pretty good too. *double thumbs up* ah...because I made the heart. Yeah, see, heart.

Title: Non Timebo Mala
Author: roxy
Pairings/Characters: Dean/OMCs, Sam/OMCs, Dean/Sam
Rating: this post G, various by chapter
Word Count: 1998
Spoilers: might be considered spoilery for All Hell Breaks Loose
Summary: Sam Winchester is looking for the ultimate weapon, one that will destroy the demon who destroyed his family. Dean Kane was raised to be a maker of weapons. He was just the man Sam needed.

Notes/Warnings: This is my AU version of the Colt's making. Increeeedibly AU. It's completely a child of my wild imaginings. Warnings for sex ( brief het and M/M, incest, rape.) Sections will have individual warnings.


"John…I know a man or two who might be able to help. I've told you all I know and that ain't much, but at least you've got a start. Remember, iron hurts most bad things, salt too. I put some helpful herbs in that sack you got, and soon as you can, you meet up with those men I told you about." She held Sam, and reluctantly gave him up. "John, you can't forget that Sammy is a baby, and needs a baby's care. He'll do everything you want, but don't forget, he's going to be his own man. And what kind of man that is depends on you. And if you need help, ever, I'm here, y'hear me?" So much concern, and maybe, a little fear, creased her face that John felt a cold shiver down his back. Almost she seemed to fear he'd make his little baby wrong in some way. But nothing in this world could make him hurt Sam, the last of his family. All he wanted was to keep him safe and when the time was right, to teach him how to keep himself.
(  But nothing in this world could make him hurt Sam, the last of his family. All he wanted was to keep him safe and when the time was right, to teach him how to keep himself. )

So tomorrow I go back to work--perch-toooieeee! It was a long vacation, and I got a bit of work done on my stories, and a lot of work done in the house. I have some faint idea of where to go with the J2, I'm glad about that.

Can someone explain to me what happened to that movie Avatar? Are there two flicks called Avatar? 'Cause I see the trailer for this one flick, and it's like "ef-what?" Yes, old people call the movies flicks--shut up. I've been wallowing in nostalgia this week.

Thank you loves, for your comments on my J2 sniplet. There will be a disturbing amount of het in the thing--still, hoping it's going to be toasty enough. If one porns, one should strive to porn one's best. This should be on a pillow...

OMG--so bored! How about I post a little snipplet of that J2 that I haven't actually been writing so much as tweaking a few lines endlessly? It's only 2000 words, but it's 2000 words I've been working on--if by working we mean screaming into a pillow and hurling curses at the story. A-hem.

Soon, there will be a teeny bit of NTM, too. *poor Sam*

Anyhoo, have a little sliver of fic and when I really do start posting this thing, pretend you've never seen this....

Title: none yet
Fandom: SpN
Pairing: Jared/Sandy
Word Count: 669 (snort--is twelve)
Rating: NC-17
Warning: het (omg, i know right? me???), very, very much a WIP, posting for encouragement

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SICKsickSick...sick...SICK.

Tomatoes have joined the list of food that hates me. *pout* They were good though. Almost worth the horrible awful cramps and stuff...also, I almost put my eye out. Very scary, just crouching there thinking, omg, that could have been my EYE!!! I'm still all freaked out and shit.

So, I might be slightly incoherent answering comments(thank you story readers, i want to bear your children) & leaving comments--hey! Who said "and that's different how?"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
DYING OF EMBARRASSMENT!!

And laughing my ass off!!!!!!!

KRIPKE YOU MOTHERFUCKER I LOVE YOU!!!!

Title: Non Timebo Mala
Author: roxy
Pairings/Characters: Dean/OMCs, Sam/OMCs, Dean/Sam
Rating: this post G, various by chapter
Word Count: 1765
Spoilers: might be considered spoilery for All Hell Breaks Loose
Summary: Sam Winchester is looking for the ultimate weapon, one that will destroy the demon who destroyed his family. Dean Kane was raised to be a maker of weapons. He was just the man Sam needed.

Notes/Warnings: This is my AU version of the Colt's making. Increeeedibly AU. It's completely a child of my wild imaginings. Warnings for sex ( brief het and M/M, incest.) Sections will have individual warnings.


Tobe huffed and crossed his arms—huffed again to cover the sharp tug at his heart. "You're one powerful annoying little so-'n-so. You keep out of that molasses, hear? Keep out of the cellar all together, you gonna break your neck going down those stairs. You'd do it just to make me mad, I swan."

*We done now, not mad any more* "...Dah Tobe…?" Dean's voice, rough with lack of use cracked in the air. Dean gave out words like precious nuggets, like it hurt to talk, and sometimes went so long, Tobe almost forgot he could….

"Boy, take them mocs off and don’t call me Daddy. All we need is to have someone hear that…" It made him sad to scold the boy for calling him so. He was an all around pain in his hind-quarters but in the weeks he'd had him, Tobe had come to think of the little boy as his—
(  just as much as Dean had come to think of Tobe as belonging to him. )

This is my dad. He's holding me. My dad served in the Army--WWII, and in Viet Nam. He did thirty years and retired. The Army probably gave him a better life than he would have had in Florida at the time. My dad wasn't a service kind of guy. Once he got out of the army he was done. I think the thing he valued about his service was meeting my mom when he was stationed in Europe. (warbaby here).

He gave up a lot for this country, and in my opinion, gave a lot more than he got. When he came back to the States with my mom, it took them forever to find a place to live. Service wasn't good enough. He was a vet, but he was a Black vet, and that didn't mean anything to anyone. Still, he overcame, and eventually, Black vets were recognized for their service too.

So anyway, my dad--handsome devil.

Title: Non Timebo Mala
Author: roxy
Pairings/Characters: Dean/OMCs, Sam/OMCs, Dean/Sam
Rating: this post G, various by chapter
Word Count: 1730
Spoilers: might be considered spoilery for All Hell Breaks Loose
Summary: Sam Winchester is looking for the ultimate weapon, one that will destroy the demon who destroyed his family. Dean Kane was raised to be a maker of weapons. He was just the man Sam needed.

Notes/Warnings: This is my AU version of the Colt's making. Increeeedibly AU. It's completely a child of my wild imaginings. Warnings for sex ( brief het and M/M, incest.) Sections will have individual warnings.

He picked up the blanket wrapped bundle, barely a weight in his arms, but warm and comfortable against his shoulder. A long damped feeling flickered in his chest. Remembered holding his sister's babies, long, long ago, and how it'd felt, even if it wasn't true--like safe, and good, being close to family. Holding Dean felt like that, and that made him mad. He shouldn't feel like that about a little one who didn't belong—couldn't belong—to him. He sighed, and laid Dean down on the spare room bed. Tobe pulled another blanket over the one the boy wore and went back to his work.

Soon as the snow settled, that boy would have to go.
(  Soon as the snow settled, that boy would have to go. )

I want to write nasty, disgusting non-con, the type that's filled with screaming and begging, just bleeds and vomits all over, the kind of stuff that calls for a warning two pages long and then needs a warning for the warning--but instead, I'm writing lil Baby!Dean has a peppermint stick. Because I *suck*. *sigh*

I'm watching Highlander reruns on SYFY(stupid fucking name) and wondering why I'm not in bed.

my word count for today--500! Woooo, I am a writing steamroller!

Whathefuck, I'm going to bed! Nitey-nite, littul bunnies!

Title:Non Timebo Mala
Author:roxy
Pairings/Characters:Dean/Sam Dean/omc, Sam/omc
Rating: this post G, various by chapter
Word Count: 1198
Spoilers:might be considered spoilery for All Hell Breaks Loose
Summary: Sam Winchester is looking for the ultimate weapon, one that will destroy the demon who destroyed his family. Dean Kane was raised to be a maker of weapons. He was just the man Sam needed.

Notes/Warnings: This is my AU version of the Colt's making. Increeeedibly AU. It's completely a child of my wild imaginings. Warnings for sex, brief het and M/M, incest. Sections will have individual warnings.

Tobe glanced over the dead woman, gave brief thought to burying her, but shook his head. Someone else would have to take that job. He was loathe to be stuck in unfamiliar lands, snowed in, and anxious to get the boy away from a dangerous area. They'd singled him—his family—out for a reason. He picked the boy up, sat him in front of him. Reached into his duster pocket and pulled out a charm made of red thread and nails, and hung it around his small neck. Tobe pulled the duster shut around them both, and took him away from the grave of his family. "My name is Tobias Kane; you can call me Tobe, okay?"

( Dean nodded and repeated it to himself, inside his head. Tobe. )

Oh, Daneel, how oddly and totally fascinated I am by your boobies--I mean--congratulations!

Don't hate, but there's a celebrity sex tape I might actually want to watch. What? I'm writing! These things pop in my head when I'm writing.

Actually, I tell a lie. I just spent two hours arranging my icons and pics. Some folks changed their names, or I had icons incorrectly tagged. *sniff* Deleted a bunch I snagged somehow without crediting and I don't like to use uncredited art. I also cleaned the bathroom, the guest room (or BG's former room), ran a load of laundry, dumped some stuff that magically turned from treasured articles to junk with the passage of the years--Yo, does anybody know what the fuck this thing is? No? Than why've we got it, fercrisake--it was a busy day. Ran up to my beloved little toldthestars's with Uncle Daddy and he fixed her bike tire and we talked about our stories (and oh my god the one she's working on now--fabulous!) And this, this is what I do to get out of writing.

What a whack-a-loon!!

Title:Non Timebo Mala
Author: roxy
Pairings/Characters: Dean/omc, Sam/omc, Dean/Sam
Rating: NC-17 overall, various by chapter
Word Count: 1280
Spoilers: might be considered a wee bit spoilery for Dead Man's Blood
Summary: Sam Winchester is looking for the ultimate weapon, one that will destroy the demon who destroyed his family. Dean Kane was raised to be a maker of weapons. He was just the man Sam needed.

Notes/Warnings: This is my AU version of the Colt's making. Increeeedibly AU. It's completely a child of my wild imaginings. Warnings for sex, brief het and M/M, incest. Sections will have individual warnings.

His heart leaped—go, go, save yourself, save our boy. His hands bowed over Sammy, Sammy who was going to die with him…tears ran and the devils laughed. And then—Mary's shriek of pain cut through him, laced through with Dean's high pitched scream, it speared him. Mary shrieked again--a sound impossible for a human throat--and then the floor caved in, the roof sagged inward with a shower of sparks and clots of flame, to rest in the cellar….

( The world exploded and went dark. It was over in less than the blink of an eye. )