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for [ profile] laurificus and [ profile] zubeneschamali's prompt of But it was Saturday night/I guess that makes it all right

Title: Keeping Company
Author: [ profile] essene
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 3,489
Summary: Amazingly, Jared listens to Chad and things don't go completely haywire.

A/N: [ profile] dancetomato is an amazing wife. Not only did she beta this, she picked up and wrote a scene when I said, "I just can't!" and saved the day.

Read more... )
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Fic Title: Never Tell

Artist: [ profile] nazarivega
Author: [ profile] essene
Fandom/Genre: RPS, Romance
Pairing(s): Jared/Jensen (side pairings: Chad/Sophia, Tom/Mike, past Tom/Danneel)
Rating: R-ish
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 [ profile] 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 [ profile] 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 [ profile] 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 [ profile] 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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Part 2

a fic! OMG!

Apr. 3rd, 2013 10:23 pm
essene_backup: (people: Jensen quirky hat and tie)
Title: The Motion of the Ocean
Author: [ profile] essene
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Warnings: NC-17, somnophilia(lite)
Prompt: say please
Word count: 1,417
Disclaimer: Written after a long hard day of writing work crap.  Can’t vouch for the quality, but the boys are pretty!  Speaking of: NOT MINE.  More’s the pity.
Author's note: Thanks [ profile] dancetomato for your glancing beta.  It couldn't have held up to intense scrutiny.  ;-)

Dirty stuff behind the cut... )
essene_backup: (J2: wordy - J&J life ruiners)
Title: How Firm a Foundation
Summary: AU. Jared has a night out. Jensen turns up where he’s least expected.
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Not beta’d, all mistakes are my fault. Is edited a bit from the original version.
Word Count: 3,000+
Disclaimer: Jared and Jensen are not mine. More’s the pity. (and a personal "I'm sorry" to [ profile] dancetomato for the title)
Notes: For the story’s sake look afterwards, but it was originally written for the latest round of [ profile] blindfold_spn  off this prompt.

Jared finally settles on a pair of jeans that ride just along his hipbones, letting the edge of his boxer-briefs peek out above the denim. He pulls on a black t-shirt--it seems all he really has in his wardrobe is varying shades of black and white these days--tighter than he would usually wear, but that’s the whole point, isn’t it? Sliding bare feet into one of his two pairs of “non-work” shoes (the other a pair of well-worn running shoes), he moves into the bathroom. He runs an electric razor quickly over his stubble to even it out, and then warms a swipe of pomade from the pot on the counter before running his hands through his hair quickly. He arches his brow scrutinizing the result-- it’s not going to last all night, but at least it’ll keep it out of his face for a while. He takes one last look at himself in the mirror before flicking off the lights and grabbing his keys from the nightstand.

1:15 am and it’s hot and loud in the club. )


Sep. 24th, 2010 03:18 pm
essene_backup: (spn: S&D bench)

Title: What the hell am I doing here?
Setting: lateish Season 5
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: PG-13ish?
A/N: title taken from the lyrics of "Creep" by Radiohead; unbeta'd...I really need to get me one of those.  Any volunteers?

There are three ways it CAN go, but only one that it does.



A couple of shots at the bar where Dean charms the barmaid and Sam looks suitably chagrined.  Ten minutes spent scoping the pool tables as they drink down amber liquor from small glasses.  Sam pushes away first, saunters over to the group of 3 men taking turns shooting balls while shooting the shit. 

continue? )


essene_backup: (people: Jensen walking away)
for [ profile] spn_30snapshots
Claim: Sam/Dean
Genre: Supernatural fic
option: Fanfic/fanart
Prompt: Theme 02: Less Talk, More Action

01.inhale 06.slide 11.lie 16.maunder 21.vaticinate 26.truckle
02.tell 07.indurate 12.exhale 22.capitulate 27.slake
03.lurk 08.jostle 13.crave 23.scramble 28.pass
04.scrub 09.claim 14.urge 19.bind 24.release 29.command
05.regret 10.scrawl 20.respite 25.converge 30.linger
essene_backup: (spn: writing is HARD)
Claim: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Genre: Supernatural/CW RPF
Option: Fanfic
Prompt Table Theme & Number: Theme 10: A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words
for [profile] spn_30snapshots

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essene_backup: (spn: pants on the ground)

Title:  Rocky River, Ohio

Pairing: Sam/Dean

Word count: 1,458
Rating: NC-17

Warnings: incest, graphic m/m sex (between brothers, in case you missed the incest thing)

Disclaimer: Not mine.  Not mine. Not mine.  Though I do like to play with them.

Written for [ profile] bloodnfire ’s prompt: under the stars @ [ profile] salt_burn_porn




 "I feel like a giant Christmas elf," Dean grumbles as the bells hanging from his belt loops jangle with his gait.


"Better that than have one of them sink their teeth into you," Sam says, "if it helps, I'll give you a letter to deliver to Santa later."


"Shut up."


Sam grins and continues scanning the ground around them as they move forward into the wood.



click me to continue reading )

essene_backup: (spn: savingpeoplehuntingthings)

Title:  Eschatology
for [ profile] spn_30snapshots
Table: Less Talk, More Action
Prompt: 21. vaticinate

Acrid smoke licked through slow shifting tumbleweeds, its source seeming to come from everywhere and nowhere.  A soft breeze was all that remained of the sandstorm that had grated its way through the desert sloughing sandstone and mesquite scrubs out of its erratic path.  Vultures curved lazy paths in the sky above, underlining the inevitable.

A deer mouse skittered across the floor of the one building left standing... )

essene_backup: (spn: dean air drums)
Title: Bunyips and Barbeque
Author: [ profile] essene 
Characters: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2,300+
Summary: There’s a bunyip in Savannah, but something that happened in Cincinnati might keep them from a successful hunt.
Warnings: incest
Disclaimer: Sam and Dean are NOT MINE. More’s the pity.

Taut and rigid as piano wire, the tension stretched between them.  They’d traded off shifts in the drive, but no matter their position, the silence remained.  It had been like this since Cincinnati and Sam wasn’t sure where, or when, or what would be the end of it.  Turning into the truck stop, he shut the engine off and they entered the diner.

Tiny and waif-like their waitress looked like a strong wind would do her in )
essene_backup: (Default)
for [info]spn_30snapshots
Pairing:  Sam/Dean
Rating: Adult
Prompt:  02. tell
Author's note: as Dean is in high school, Sam is underage.  Do with that knowledge what you will.
word count: 1,803 (yeah, yeah, it's over specs...)

What I Did During My Summer Vacation

by Dean Winchester

Hey, Teach. Admit it: this is a torture device thought up by one of you 50 some-odd years ago and you all just keep recycling it like some white-elephant gift.  Seriously, how many times can you read about someone going to Disneyland... )

essene_backup: (spn: comic antichrist Sam)
for [info]spn_30snapshots
Pairing:  Sam/Dean (though this one is not slashy)
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Prompt:  05. regret

Sam paused outside the door and thought for a second.  Maybe he should just let Dean be Dean.  Just this once.  Let him deal with the shit-storm that was sure to ensue from his haphazard train of thought.  Just this once.

But that's not how this--they--worked. )
essene_backup: (people: Padalecki hipbone)
for [ profile] spn_30snapshots
Table: A Picture is worth a thousand words
rating: ADULT
Prompt:  12

Jared's of the opinion that gay porn doesn't have enough... )
essene_backup: (spn: Dean ring hand)
for [profile] spn_30snapshotsPairing: Sam/Dean
Table: Less Talk, More Action
Prompt: 13. crave

Winchesters make their own rules.

Normal doesn't apply to Winchesters.

There's no rule the Winchesters won't bend.

Dean's heard these aphorisms applied to his family more than once and in more than one variation.  But he's pretty damn sure... )
essene_backup: (maybe i want to look cheap)
for[profile] spn_30snapshots
Pairing: Jared/Jensen 
Table: A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words
Prompt: 28

Jensen smirks and slides the yellow card over, easy as you please. 
Jared takes it with a shake of his head... )


Vieux Carre

Oct. 9th, 2009 04:02 pm
essene_backup: (people: Jensen - vulnerable)
for [ profile] spn_30snapshots
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Table: A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words
Prompt: 30.

There's something self-destructive in Jared that he would agree to this.  He walks through the streets of the French Quarter, weaving up one block and down another aimlessly, listening to the plaintive wailing of a saxophone here, the lauding of a trumpet there, the frenzy of a banjo off in the distance. While his body walks, his mind wanders, trying to retrace how he got here, got to this place.

A plane, you dolt. )

essene_backup: (spn: Dean bowlegged)
for [ profile] spn_30snapshots
Claim: Sam/Dean
Prompt:  01. inhale
warning: underage Sam

Leaves are jostling in the wind, and Sam listens to them for awhile, staring up at the ceiling at the few forlorn glow-in-the-dark stars that refuse to give up their hold on the old plaster. The summer's been excruciatingly hot, even for Arizona, and this has been the first night in nearly a month that any sort of breeze happened by. To take advantage of it, Dean's jerry-rigged a poor man's swamp-cooler using a wet towel, a hanger, some clothes pins and the box fan. It's not perfect, but it's keeping Sam from feeling feverish in the dry air.


Things have been different this summer. )

Table here: Less Talk, More Action
essene_backup: (people: Jensen hottasfuck!)

Title:  To the Brim
Rating: NC-17
Written for: [ profile] blindfold_spn  
REQUEST: Sam/Dean, watersports. Sam plies Dean with liquids all the time to make him have an accident. Or the other way around, I'm really not that fuzzy. Underage welcome!
Warnings:  incest, watersports, implied underage
Author's note:  beta to whip it into public posting shape provided by [ profile] helloapollo
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine, even if you squint.  Apparently Sam belongs to Sera and Dean...well, Dean is Kripke's gift to the world. 


He’s been up since before 6 AM, when the thunder started. Great crackling rips of the air that sound like boulders crashing through the sky. Sam awoke, the flashes of lightning lighting up their sparse room like the day. He listened to the roiling of the sky and the shuddering leaves on the trees and counted the seconds between lightning flashes. 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, 4 Mississippi, *crash*, 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, *crash*, when the count was down to less than 1 between flash and sound, Sam moved over to Dean’s bed, and wriggled into the space between Dean and the edge of the bed.

“Ge-off, Sam!” Dean mumbled and pushed at him hard enough to send Sam sprawling to the floor.

“There’s a storm, Dean. A bad one.” Sam hated feeling like this. This need to be protected, sheltered, reassured, but he couldn’t help it.

you click the cut? You take responsibility. )

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