little highway girl

Title: Pour Some Sugar On Me
Fandom: Leverage
Pairing: Alec/Eliot/Parker
Rating: Adults only
Word Count: ~600
Summary: Not surprisingly, it is Parker who has the sweet tooth.
Author's Notes: Written for Porn Battle X, prompt 'sweet tooth'. Beta'd by violettedream. Any further mistakes are mine and mine alone.


Not surprisingly, it is Parker who has the sweet tooth. Chocolate, jelly beans, caramel, cake batter, honey, ice cream, maple syrup, even just straight sugar out of the bag sometimes...

( What is surprising is, that after how many years of not caring for sweets, sugar is pretty much the only thing on Eliot's mind right now. )

Title: Sinfully Delicious
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: 13+ for language
Word Count: ~1200
Warnings: Should I warn for dead pandas? Okay, I'm warning for dead pandas.
Summary: The Devil is having a hard time getting back into the swing of ruling hell and Sam Winchester tastes like sweet vanilla.
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: Prompted by epiphanyx7, egged on by spnland. Characters and series creative property of Eric Kripke, The CW and it's affiliates

Lucifer stretched his arms up over his head and yawned. Ever since he'd agreed to end his assault on the world under mostly peaceful terms, he'd been pulling fourteen and fifteen hour days at the office trying to clear up the paperwork.

( All he really wanted was a quick dip in the Lake of Fire... )

Title: Existential Crisis, Thy Name Is 'Pork Chop'
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: 13+
Word Count: ~450
Summary: Pre-series. Sam contemplates the transient nature of life in 11th grade biology.
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: Written for wordsmeetwings. Characters and series creative property of Eric Kripke, The CW and it's affiliates.

( He didn’t think he can talk about the pig without getting emotional and he wasn’t sure Dean would understand. )

And Grace Will Lead Me Home

by epiphanyx7 (a.k.a. epiphanyx7) and sunspot (a.k.a. unavoidedcrisis)
with illustrations by sleepwalker1015
(and also epiphanyx7 kinda)

beta'd by character_bleed

Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: R (adults only)
Length: 45 000 words in 5 parts.
Warnings: Virgin sacrifices, reincarnation, body transformations, epic levels of manpain all over the place, shouting, sex, language, violence, mildly disturbing themes, puppies, ice cream, rainbows, blasphemy, semi-graphic torture, character death, het, slash, angst, goldfish, consensual fraternal incest.
Pairings: Gabriel/Sam/Castiel/Dean; (minor Sam/Gabriel, minor Castiel/Gabriel, minor Sam/Dean).

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In order to stop the apocalypse, Dean kills Lucifer -- saving the world, and dying in the process. But Dean's journey is far from over -- the pact he made with Lillith for his soul did not end when an angel pulled him from depths of hell.

After the apocalypse, Castiel and Sam are left to pick up the shattered pieces of themselves. In the wake of Dean's death, things are not as easy as they used to be. Castiel finds himself trapped on Earth, with no hope of returning to the only home he's ever had, while Sam tries to remember who he is without his brother.

Man and angel have nothing in common, aside from their mutual bonds to a man now dead and a future they must forge together, now that the hands of fate have released them. And they will find a purpose, find out who they are, and more importantly, will find a reason to keep going... even in the face of danger, even with the knowledge with every passing second, Sam is closer to the end of his life.

And when he is gone, Castiel will be alone. Forever.

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| PART ONE || PART TWO || PART THREE || PART FOUR || PART FIVE || DVD EXTRAS |

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Title: You Can't Name a Baby 'Trgiaob'
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: not really any
Rating: 13+
Word Count: ~4,700
Warnings: Mpreg, some language, an actual birth, some sap, references to slash.
Summary: 'But Dean was sober and alive, and no matter what else he said or thought, Castiel was still pregnant, and he and Sam apparently had to just deal with it.'

Author's Notes/Disclaimer: Oh. My gods. This was a long time coming and for that I sincerely apologize. This one is for tangodoodles as the winner of my help_haiti fic. Hopefully it fulfills all your hopes and dreams, dear. Also requested by sparrowshellcat. It was amazing to me how many people wanted mpreg. Also a huge thank you to epiphanyx7 who beta'd this, listened to all my of whining and linked me to the angel name site.


( It had been a very rough four months on all of them... )

THIS IS HOW THIS WILL WORK. IT PROBABLY WON'T WORK ANY OTHER WAY, ACTUALLY. AND I SRSLY WANT TO SEE WHAT YOU COME UP WITH.

Step One: Prepare for epic levels of crack.
Step Two: Grab a pen and scratch pad or open a notepad.
Step Three: Click the first cut and write down a word/answer for each of the things I have listed out for you. Don't look ahead or bad things will happen.
Step Four: Put the words you picked into the pre-written template I've placed under the second cut.
Step Five: ?????
Step Six: Profit!

( Word List )








( Mad-Lib Style Adventure Type Fic! )

Hello and welcome to my first ever attempt at podfic.

Title: And Grace Will Lead Me Home
Text: located here
Story Author: epiphanyx7
Read By: sunspot (aka: unavoidedcrisis)
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: not suitable for children
Format: .mp3
Length: approx 6 minutes
Author's Summary: Castiel was alone, for the first time.

Additional Notes from me: epiphanyx7 claims she never wants to fully write this AU and I think it's too perfect not to get more attention than that. So I did this with the selfish hope of inspiring her to continue, I think. Maybe I did it for the kicks.

Available for download here.

The grass was gray when I went outside that morning. I remember to rushed to really think about. It didn't fully hit me until blocks away from my house, stuck in traffic. Weird, was all I thought.

Staring out the window, willing the lights to change, I realized the red looked more washed out. And the sky was actually changing in front of my eyes. What was going on?

I tried to put it out of my mind, but halfway through the work day, they broadcasted the president's emergency address. The colours were leaving. I went home early.

In the streets, crowds stared up in horror as the sun drained of its yellows, oranges and fission reds.

I saw a bluebird that afternoon, outside of my window. I actually felt the tears creeping up in my eyes and my breath catching in my throat. 'A bird, now. Can't call it blue anymore.'

My brother was lying on his back on the carpet, picking threads from the hem of his jeans. 'Yeah, and? I've always called them birds.'

'Yes, but you're colourblind!'

'Well we all are now,' he reminded me.

Title: Chuck's Super Secret Spy Mix
Fandom: Chuck
Rating: all
Word Count: 760
Summary: Chuck made a mix for the afternoon, to make it special.
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: Written to go with a mix I made for creativescape for a Joyous Yule exchange.

( Chuck's Super Secret Spy Mix )

Title: Ten Mile Walk
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: 13+ for language
Word Count: 630
Summary: Dean takes a walk and thinks about things.
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: Don’t own, never have, probably never will. Inspired by something akeyoftime said during the re-watch for 1x01, after the scene when the car tries to run the boys off the bridge. “Wait, Dean would never have let Sam ride in the Impala like that. Did he make himself walk?”


( It was at least ten miles back to the motel room. )