Fic Title: Never Tell
Fandom/Genre: RPS, Romance
Pairing(s): Jared/Jensen (side pairings: Chad/Sophia, Tom/Mike, past Tom/Danneel)
Word Count: 12,000+ (OMG)
Warnings: sexual situation, werewolves, homophobia
Summary: Jensen Ackles moves to a new town that is not all that it seems.
Also on: AO3 (coming soon!)
I apologize profusely for the formatting, I forgot what a bitch LJ can be. I'll be back to fix it as soon as I can.
Author's Notes: I hadn't intended to participate in the spn_reversebang this year, so I didn't initally claim anything, but soon regretted it. I became an avid watcher of the pinch-hit comm and was so excited when this prompt came up. I want to thank nazarivega for making her lovely art piece that inspired this fic. I wish that my muse had gotten on board sooner in the process; while I got the prompt in December my muse didn't decide to play nice until last week and then it decided that this prompt deserved an EPIC. I dearly wish I could have given it that. I can say that I have so many timestamps in my head right now, it's not even funny. If only I had another week!
Anyway, although nazarivega was pretty clear about what she wanted to see in the fic: "Underage, First Time, Homophobia, violence; Jensen moves to a new town full of werewolves, although he doesn't know that yet, and he starts at a new school where he mets Jared." I only delivered on maybe one of those things in all my spewing of words. I'm so sorry. You deserve MOAR. I hope that you at least find a tiny bit of satisfaction in the story that's to follow.
Massive thanks to the ever-patient, ever-willing, ever-wife dancetomato for listening to me whine, reassuring me that I could do this and beta-ing at the last hour.
Fic title stole from Violent Femmes.
Jared watched as the slightly bowlegged figure walked the length of the pool deck. He scanned the broad shoulders, narrow hips, and wondered idly what was hidden by the baggy black swim trunks. Dark, blue-tinged hair that was haphazardly spiked, in stark contrast to the fair skin covered with a smattering of freckles. As the guy walked closer, headed for the diving board, Jared could see eyes shadowed with smudged eyeliner--again, clearly slept in. Most suprising was the glint of metal coming from the guy's nipples: piercings. Not something you saw on a regular basis in small-town Virginia. He was intrigued.
"Who's the new guy?" Jared nodded toward the diving board as the guy climbed the ladder rungs.
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