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Fics: Your face saying promises...(Dean/Jo) + Sweet dreams...(RPF J2+Katie)

Un po' di allegre porcate, dritte dritte dal p0rn fest ♥

Title : Your face saying promises, whispered like prayers
Beta : eryslash
Fandom : Supernatural
Characters : Dean Winchester, Jo Harvelle
Pairing : Dean/Jo
Part : //
Warnings : angst
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Episode 5x10 (Abandon All Hope)
Words count: 1,617 Summary
: The problem with Dean - Dean one of the many problems - is that not nice, it's completely meaningless.
Notes: last night on earth @ P0rn Italian Fest # 3 . Therefore, it is a bit 'my vision of what would happen if Jo had not trimmed to the Dean the most colossal waste of history here. No, the truth is that I want too well to both _ and that I do not know if they are satisfied or less than what it turned out, in the meantime I thank my dear beta Ery for saving me from the panic that provokes me to write about Supernatural uu
Hope you'll like it ! ♥
Disclaimer: I do not keep Dean (duh) neither Jo nor less Supernatural, everything is lovingly owned by Mr. Kripke and the CW. The title comes from the beautiful My Skin by Natalie Merchant.

With a couple of pretty boys you're out, you can remember it clearly. Some very nice, among others. Someone else without wanting to exaggeration, it might even define beauty.


Title: Sweet Dreams Are Made of This
Fandom: Supernatural RPF
Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Katie Cassidy, uncomfortable with the special participation of Mr. Eric Kripke and Lauren Cohan
Pairing: Jared / Jensen / Katie
Part : / /
Warnings: crack, threesome (it's a warning?), acute dementia
Rating: NC-17 Spoilers
: / /
Words count: 1,203 Summary
: Without any shadow of doubt, Katie must be clarity of light years from where you are now, and say I did not drink or smoke anything strange.
Notes: @ experiment P0rn Italian Fest # 3 . THEN, of course I never wrote threesome - as I suppose we note enough ^ ^; is a bullshit and really, do not take it too seriously, especially in light of the fact that I love immensely (in addition to two J, which seems pretty obvious) the blonde in question. If you want to blame someone, I suggest you give it to Mr. Anonymous who dared promoptare this (and no doubt regret it bitterly). Much love, folks ♥
Disclaimer: Please, do not keep Jensen, Jared, Katie, and loving other people mentioned, it's all a figment of my imagination and written for pure pleasure (and unstable mental condition). The title, of course, comes from Eurythmics Sweet dreams.

"Who would have thought, Miss Cassidy."

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Merry Christmas (late) to all!

's so again this year Christmas has already arrived and passed and are working ù.ù before the New Year. As I repeat "yes but you're paid, you work, it is your duty," he continues to seem unfair ... I think when you went to school and ended at least 2-3 weeks. Ç_ç How sad! Although in my house do not ever eat crabs for the holidays, I feel guilty for the same number of sweets and chocolates eaten. _. ... I absolutely correct from the year again> _>! Meanwhile, the approaching date of the move and I do not even true. I still have to turn to furniture stores and choose the kitchen (the only furniture that I miss). The fact is that I really like the style of Ikea, but my father wants me to ask an opinion ... and when I will say that I like that store will die XD I always speak very badly!
Meanwhile I bought a small appliance ... ** the bread machine! I know one thing that seems absolutely useless, but it inspired me a lot and I found it at a bargain price ù.ù. ..
this week are also saddened that I was born conversations, first with my father and then with my mother. I spoke with the first university ... I asked the reasons for abandonment, if you could find something less challenging or more. I told him that it is not worth a try any option "both", which does not serve the purpose of a better working place (because it still would not choose anything that is not in the humanities) that time or you have it or you do not have to force things and you who must adapt to a faculty, it is not the right fit for you. It is not true, how does my mother, who is perfectly able to reconcile a job (challenging, not two hours each time to a copy shop or waiting tables for 5 euro per hour on weekends, with that I never would pay the 'rent) with university schedules. There are people who manages to have the willpower to study and work without support at the same time that, yes. But I lack the passion for curricula that are neither fish nor fowl, and almost never focus (always in the humanities) on a single branch of materials. I can not spend money and energy on something that it leads nowhere and even m'appassiona. Eventually my father seems to have understood, gave me reason and said that it would act like me. But the premise of the conversation I have, however, left a bitter taste: "I would have liked to study, my daughters have not done, then you ...". As if a diploma was not studying, as if the middle school of my sisters were on a par with my degree ...

The other conversation I had with my mother yesterday. He said he saw the mother of my best friend of the medium, Erika. She asked my mother to me, said he would like to meet me, I saw that Erika with a special eye, I saw a lot. My mother has Erika replied that we have not talked together, because she knew that for me was a difficult time and I did not know how to express myself. I dare not imagine how it would react on seeing her mother ... I do not know what to say and I would feel a little guilty for being gone. Unfortunately, very often I feel connected to my character, and shame, shyness or feelings of inadequacy can not relate to others, especially in this kind of occasions.

And that's all ... Peppe I hope you come back soon to Naples, I miss so much: (!

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Letterina * _ *!
Saint Lucia has already passed ... mom gave me a beautiful quilt (piumone!) glossy purple D & g ... O_o .. . I hope I have not spent much, also because ... nonstante takes a lot of hot, I'm not a lover of quilts, but the retro-style coats: D! 'S one of those things that I never bought alone in fact. Indeed, to say the truth I did not know what to say now that I moved, Mom seems to want me give the world and I would not want to go and do the impossible for me expensive gifts, even when not necessary ... in any case: thanks mommy! Other than that I just got a kit for DIY, very Art attack (and in fact I love it **) and a whole collection of non-stick cookware ° ° (in competition with Yoko xD! Nèèèèè?) That I will be very useful! Now we come to my wish list ... addressed a not so specified any PEPPE:

-
scarf -
skirt -
heavy sock - leather boots knee
- dress for day

XD ... you choose!

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We're leaving here tonight.

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winchester_ita @ 2009-11-23T14:29:00

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I read a very interesting post on the blog of Daria Bignardi, here it is:

http://bignardi.style.it/331/influenza-a-il-vero-contagio-e-quello-della-cattiva-informazione

Some time ago my mother reproached absolutely no intention to vaccinate. He said "are intolerant to eggs and egg-based vaccine, I think it's dangerous." It seemed to me a bullshit, because no one has ever confirmed to have this kind of intolerance and because many food-based eggs (fresh or otherwise) will eat quietly. Then it turned out that almost no one at his place of work decided to get vaccinated, and I am already working in health care stands on end over the ears. It seems that they have not had time to create a single-dose, and then the vaccine is offered in most (I think ten) syringes. These must be at a certain temperature, so it is easier than the last person to be vaccinated for that series of vaccine will have the tube that was more in contact with the ambient temperature.
And this was his explanation. Then yesterday I saw a hyena on the couriers carrying the vaccine and in some cases do not care about the temperature inside the vehicle. And then this morning the article on this blog. If before I was much more confident, now I do not know if I vaccinate.

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A new home

recap: the neverending story is endless really ... I really can not do more, I'm not going to update because it's not pathetic XD! Anyway: I am two days that a zombie would face more of my alarm clock. This morning I woke up at 7.15 (when my own personal alarm clock is at 8.15 -__-) with the usual alarm clock of the neighbor upstairs, who played at full volume "You can leave your hat on." If I remember my friend telling me (bringing the "Neverending Story") "but you know that I do not sleep nights thinking about the gift?" O_o! I could spend sleepless nights because of problems such idiots ...

All right, we come to the house concerned. I do not remember if I wrote it, but for now sign a loan for me and Pepper is out of the question. We looked around for a nicer apartment for rent. Of course, I am very envious of the terraced house head connects to 500 € per month. But failing that we will adapt, just get away from where I am now @ @. We have already seen a place (near home mom) still under construction. The owner knows us and would keep the apartment, I can not stand to stay on the first floor and have someone in anyway because I do not want to be telling me that I give trouble, but all in all not bad. And at the moment is ours again if we do not find anything else.
As soon as we move we will also start to look for land, because the design of the cabin, we want to finish sooner or later. And if I have a beautiful garden ... I just saw a wonderful thing that I want to do *____*




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Christmas Gifts

I do not know for what reason abstruse Lj does not allow me to insert a direct link to the image of Polyvore ... However, here is the list of my desires:

http://www.polyvore.com/my_winter_wishlist/set?id=13488756


The two skirts I like a lot, are to take life a little high. Cardigans are for guidance only ... any cute cardigan and a little is fine with me XD so long as the basic mesh. But what color it will look good with skirts O_o? My sense of aesthetics is a little water ... **'''.
Peppe has already told me that's gonna clear it sucks-___-What do you say?


ps. I tried the string that you gave me Bissa, but I can ç_ç clickable links! I'm just a ciuga ...

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The Neverending Story

With someone (or someone) I have already spoken. Recently with two friends (ex-classmates), who will call and they Emme, it was decided to do a little thought for the degree of a third girl - here Gl. -. Typically See you all soon, especially for birthdays (to exchange gifts). But this is not important. The main issue is confidence. At school you were all well together, with the maturity has maintained a degree of confidence only with some, while with others there was a little lost sight of. This means that I, for these friends - especially for GI-falls under the more acquaintances than friends--. While I of other friends (in the presence, and then excluding those who can not reach because they are too far away) I do not. If I went one afternoon to go shopping with a friend, I wanted to spend a week or a summer with the girls, I could not do it. And this is the premise.
They asked us to buy an ornament for GI, but it just did not like to Emme. Ok, I say, we at least do something with this blessed gift. They deny that a graduation gift to be important, expensive, thus, can not be a pair of earrings or similar because otherwise we would spend a fortune. It seems to me absurd: we are not close relatives, are not the circle of close friends ... We cavern between friendship and mere knowledge and therefore would not remain puzzled GI if our gift was modest. If we add who already has everything, has not (to my knowledge) special economic problems and that some time ago for her care gave me a place that I went down (I'll say below) do not find the sense of spending too much . Especially since I'm doing lately on the whole economy. Gain on 700 €, will spend 200-odd rental, add bills, expenses, car insurance, gasoline, and who knows what else ... also had to spend 50 € for this girl I would change my life. Just do not find it fair. Why do not they spend those 50 € even for me to get a dress or a skirt. Why we will soon a new move and maybe I can at least buy some furniture that is truly mine and not second hand. And why, can not be denied, there is envy. I will not cry too much on him, but if my parents had had the economic means to GI, not sure the doctor ordered me to get a job, trying to navigate between this and the university (failing miserably) . However
: some time ago, came together for an evening. Someone suggested a pizza eating out (strange for us that we do not lock ourselves in the usual cafes to drink the usual cocktail). GI asked us 35 km to go do it in a pizza restaurant (which was near his house much less among other things) because there "with TOT € you can eat whatever you want." But I will spend twice as much in gas ... When I pointed this out a little annoyed I felt really disappointed and surprised, so much that I felt almost guilty for having "accused". But this is its nature, tends to save on everything (and more than once he has done stories about the birthday gifts that I proposed to the others of our group because it costs too much). Now I do ... and I think it makes sense.
fact is that this damn gift he's talked so much that I am exhausted.

ps. I have not written the route of Minorca ... xD wait to forget everything?

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[SUPERNATURAL] - Memories of you and me

TITOLO: Memories of you and me
FANDOM: Supernatural
PAIRING: Dean\Sam, ma non per forza inteso in senso slash
RATING: vario
AVVERTIMENTI : it is a story with a homosexual theme. If you do not like to read.
DISCLAIMER: the characters mentioned in this story belong to the CW and Kripke. None of the following and writing for profit.
NOTE: then, each of these little stories is directly related to a particular moment in the series. So, this is a roundup of some of the moments that I like or I have hit on why I decided to write something. They are all Dean \\ Sam-centric, but can also be read in a non slash. The collection goes from first to fifth series, so it's full of spoilers. Ah, the sentences in italics are taken from the episodes. E betate are not, so forgive any mistakes horrors.
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1.14 - Nightmares
Dean continues to speak and repeat that should just be a coincidence, while the headlights dell'Impala cleave the darkness of that damp night and he bites his lip slightly, glancing sideways at his brother.
He's trying to cling to any logical and rational justification, which is quite absurd as time goes on to hunt down demons and ghosts, in order to convince Sam, and himself, who was just a silly nightmare.
But when Sam closes the phone and informs him that the license plate of the machine, there really is not much I can say. Because, obviously, there's something wrong with everything. There is something wrong with his little brother.

1.15 - Bender's family
clapped him on the iron bars of the cage and damn you can not keep a grin you are satisfied with the picture face. It's not that you are happy to see him locked in there, at the mercy of those crazy psychopaths, but at least you found it. Sam asks you raised a smile and you convince yourself that you're really good. You look around and come to the conclusion that the place you do not like it one bit '. So you concentrate on finding a way to pull out of there for Sammy, then go find those bastards and give them what they deserve.

2.03 - Vampires
that his brother is slightly insane, Sam has always known. And so when Dean asked him to punch him and emerged so suddenly, is not surprised that much, just giving all the above-mentioned madness. Then he realizes that perhaps Dean is trying to make him understand that he is sorry for Gordon and the entire history of the vampire and Sam come to the conclusion that, instead of being so theatrical, Dean should learn to use more often the word "sorry & rdquo ;.
That 's what comes on the heels of his brother that lets you truly amazed.
Dean complaining of their work, that Dean casts doubt what their father did and how they have grown. Rather unusual reversal of roles.
And, finally, confirmation of the fears he had in those days, such as hunting has become too personal for him. Too much anger, too much bitterness, too much hate.
But what matters is that all this hatred and anger that Dean was able to pull them out and not be overwhelmed.
And if the credit is really his, Sam will have no problems to continue.
On the other hand has an honorable career spanning 25 years as a thorn in the side. And thanks to Dean is the best proof that could have in that regard.


2.10 - Destino cruel
Gordon a bastard son of a bitch. It will soon be a bastard son of a bitch dead.
must wait just another minute.
As soon as you grab his hands and mouth free Sam, who is still fumbling with the straps to your ankles, the collar of his jacket and carrying her up to your face. The
slid him look anxious, worried about the ugly cut that was on the cheek, and laid his hand on her shoulder to make sure that all goes well and that is really there.
Because, while you were tied to that chair, you believed that you lost and the surge of anger, pain and panic that has overwhelmed you was strong enough to leave you breathless for a moment.
why Gordon is a bastard son of a bitch dead.
But then, Sam's sleeve holds you and tells you not to worry and to go away, because so much is all settled and that Gordon is no longer a problem.
I'll say in a voice so tired, a sort of half whisper, that you simply to follow him toward the exit, do not argue much.
Too bad, you're just out of the building, the bullets fired by Gordon begin to whistle around your head and you, and told him to run, take a mental note to ask your brother what exactly his concept of "whole system".

2.21 - Clash of the chosen, pt 1
you throw forward, shooting at him, not just see the blade of the knife penetrating his back and his knees give in, crashing on the muddy ground.
In a second the next six and you're holding in your arms, your hands while clutching his back and in a moment tinged with red.
grabbed him by the shoulders and try to shake him, continuing to call him again because he has to stay awake. You should not leave.
His head, however, leans to one side, like a doll route, and his body goes limp against you.
And yet you shout his name, with all the air out of your lungs, but his voice breaks and feel the heart gripped in an iron grip.
Because Sammy will not respond.

2.22 - Clash of the chosen, pt 2
not believe you have never driven the Impala at that speed. Do not think I've ever run so much and so fast in your car without worrying about the damage they may cause uneven roads or curves taken that way. And you do not care. The only thing that matters now is push a little more 'on the accelerator and find the damn intersection.
The rest, then everything will be okay

Post 3.16 - No peace for the wicked
E 'as if it had completely drained of any emotion, it is as if he had not been an empty shell of flesh.
Sam did not think it would be. He thought it would hurt, it would be a searing pain and unsustainable. He believed that the world would be blocked, cracked irreparably, and he would be stuck in limbo indefinitely. Instead, it was found not to try anything, while the world has moved on as if nothing had happened.
So, Sam has continued to eat, drink, drive and drive. He continued to do all that he has always done. The only difference was that his heart stopped on the stroke of midnight and that is no longer going ahead.

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evaluating its existence, now that it has reached the last year of his life, Dean can say that it is very little that can be considered truly his own. Because when you're a hunter, After all, you do not have anything. You're always around, you move all the time, and you have the ability to create links to objects or people.
Thus, he feels that Dean is really limited the number of things that have value for him.
His car, which is his child, and he never abandoned. It 'was his traveling companion when he was all alone with him. Not even his father. Not even Sam. And it is a kind of family legacy.
Then there is the music. Why music is important when you're running on the road. It must be the music right, not the crap that is in fashion these days. Rather, music worthy of the name.
Soon after, Dean put us food that, in his humble opinion, is one of the joys of life: one of the things worth enjoying. And who cares if, as never tires of repeating his brother, in the long run it will destroy the liver. So it is no longer a problem that must be set, to worry about what might happen in the long run.
And, finally, the last place that remains is for Sam. Because the best things, the most important ones, are preserved for end, no?
Sam, in fact, is the only thing that bothers him to die but, also, that it is willing to do so without hesitation. In front of Sam, in fact, all the rest does not matter anymore.

4.01 - The Lazarus rising
When you open your eyes and you realize where you are, a wave of panic through you. And as soon as you make it to lift the arms and use them to push up, all you hear in contact with your hands is the earth. Landslide on Earth that you face and traps you until you can not do enough to force pulled out from that which is your own grave. Land above and around you, you will land that sticks in the mouth and its taste is bitter and metallic that gives you a welcome back to life.


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The wind blows out the window of quell'ennesima of yet another motel room, shaking the trees. Sam is moving slowly, trying to avoid any noise, and goes to the door. Would not want to lie to his brother, nor be at a point, but he needs it. It needs only one that can give you Ruby, what they need to defeat Lilith once and for all. This is what repeats itself as it glides out of the room and get in the car, putting him in motion because Dean is not there.
There is only the cold wind continues to howl and penetrate the bones, making him shiver.

4. 21 - When the levee breaks
A fist and Dean ends up lying on the ground, with the sore cheek against the floor.
But that's nothing compared to the pain he feels Sam, the pain that the words of his brother caused him. Because Sam has seen the change in the eyes of Dean since his powers have begun to occur up to that exact moment, in which he fully admitted his brother, Sam perceived as Dean has begun to look at it differently.
The handful of Dean's response goes directly on the left cheekbone, followed immediately by another. And, then, is a series of blows given and received between two people who can predict the moves each other too well because one of the two will prevail. Until Sam grabs Dean by the jacket and throws it against the booths of the room, so that the major finds himself landed, including fragments of glass and wood.
Sam is wearing a second after he shakes hands around the neck with full force he has. Strings because the anger is too big and all-seeing red tight to prevent air arrivals in the lungs, tightens because, at that precise moment, it feels to hate Dean for the first time in his life.
And suddenly, the anger disappears and he lets go suddenly, standing up, while a new awareness makes its way into his mind: Dean does not understand what he is doing what is necessary to win that battle, Dean believes that he is a monster, a demon disgusting, Dean does not know it.

"You do not know me. You never did. And never you will. "

He says it strangely calm and quiet as he turned to leave.

"If you go out that door, never come back."

Dean's words come broken and breathless, but all too clear.
That is definitely the final blow.
There's really nothing that holds it there.

4.22 - Lucifer Rising

He needs something alcoholic. Something much alcohol and very strong. He needs alcohol
that slides down the throat and stomach burns, so it can overpower the other burning that is devouring it from within.
E 'a searing pain and he thought he had already peaked in his arms clutching the lifeless body of his brother. But this is worse. She told him that if he left the door would no longer have to venture back and he is gone.
Sam is gone.
And Dean is so tired, so exhausted, so spent so much time and, moreover, that he feels unable to move one step further.
Why Sam is gone and if there is if you find yourself against. And in the end all the strength not to lose it to him always given him.
So, for a moment (but seems like a lifetime and leaves a vacuum in), can no longer remember what the meaning of everything.

5.02 - Good God, y'all
go on like this is no longer possible. Even if continue to pretend nothing happened, everything has become so obvious as to seem almost ridiculous. The eyes of Dean and his silences are something that can no longer endure. What stirs within him, he is not sure they can control, and a sense of guilt that is eating the inside, I groped for something to handle alone. And the only thing that seemed sensible at the moment is to put between himself and everything as much distance as possible. Go away again. Only in this case, in reality, there is a way to search for himself (that is, ch i is, he understood all too well), but an escape. If by crap that has fallen upon them, or by Dean himself, Sam does not know this. He knows only that once, would not be a problem. Because until that moment, Sam had always thought that any obstacle he and Dean would have faced together.

5.03 - Free to be you and me against the door Without
dell'Impala, Dean feels that anxiety is literally eating him alive.
has a hundred questions in the blending head. He'll be doing the right thing? Instinct tells you, is how it should go, because it can not be right to stay away from Sam, which together can be stronger than even the weakness of the two is that each of the other. However, can not prevent the rational part is that he's in doubt creep in that what may prove a fatal mistake. And, then, become more pressing questions that you do. How will Sam was in those days when you have not seen? What will be done? And most importantly, what effect will make him again?
A car turned the corner, Dean sees dimly Sam's head, for then stop a few meters from him. His brother down a few seconds later and, while the meeting is an absolute certainty makes its way through the thoughts of Dean, erasing any kind of doubt anything will happen from then on, only depend on their actions. We win together or lose together.

5.03 - Free to be you and me
Freedom is what the two of them have never had. I have never been free to choose how to live their lives or what to do. Were not free to live a childhood like that of all other children or be able to grow without a burden too heavy to carry on their shoulders.
Freedom is in front of a fate that did not choose but are forced to face, decide to stand up to the mess together. And so, perhaps, come out whole.

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Fanfic: Un metro e tanta voglia di crescere. {gen}

Title: A tape measure and a great desire to grow
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, John Winchester
Pairing: Jan
Part : / /
Warnings: pre-series
Rating: G
Spoilers: None in particular
Words count : 801
Summary: "They are brother and even Einstein knew it."
Notes: 1 "Really?" "Yeah." "I had not noticed . @ Criticombola . Okay, a little experiment that I do not know how well I succeeded. And 'I had a desperate need to get back to writing, and this thing was sudden inspiration. As the setting time, Sam has between 12 and 13 years, and therefore Dean is between 16 and 17.
Disclaimer: I do not keep nor Supernatural his characters, it's all nice property of Eric Kripke and the CW.

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[SUPERNATURAL] Far away

TITLE: Far away
Fandom: Supernatural
PAIRING: Sam \\ Dean but merely theoretical.
RATING: G , but much angst
WORDS: 200, double drabble
DISCLAIMER: the characters mentioned in this story belong to Kripke and others who hold the rights. I, in writing, we do not gain anything.
NOTES: written for the Mixed Doubles Festival of ff_serietv_ita
PROMPT: (which I did not hit much, or at least enough to suck) Sam \\ Dean, "Michael and Lucifer"

are the by Michael and Lucifer and are destined to clash in a deadly battle: to put as much distance as possible between them is the only way to avoid what they destroy the earth and its inhabitants. I
through Michael and Lucifer, and are designed to collide in a deadly battle: to put as much distance as possible between them is the only hope they have to prevent those two supernatural entities to attach themselves to deprive them of their humanity, stealing their identity, turning them into empty shells. I
through Michael and Lucifer, and are designed to collide in a deadly battle: to put as much distance as possible between them is the only attempt that Dean can not come face to face with his brother.
Because of that, no matter who will win, no matter if it will be after him again, or not master of his own body, no matter if the world still exist or will be only a faded memory, he could not survive.
is why, on the other side of that phone, Dean told Sam does not want to come back. That's why he said goodbye. Why
loves him too much to allow it to destroy their love.

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[Hercules/Supernatural recasting] The boy that started drinking when he was six months old.

Ehilààààà ♥ So, I hope that everything does not go against the rules of the comm. As you may not know lately I'm addicted to recasting, and I have given to these silly ideas. Hope you like \u0026lt;3 (yes, Disney did a very bad job on my childhood.)

NB: The title of recasting is due to a particular movie, if you recall, the Helpers of Hades kidnap the little guy when you just born to him to drink that stuff should make him mortal. The parallel reference in SPN I understand all that he is, so ... enjoy!




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[Fanfiction] Free to be us (2/4)

Author: vahly
Title: To Be Free us
Chapter: 1 - Part 2 ( in continuation)
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Dean, Sam
Pairing: Dean / Sam
Raiting: NC17
Genre: angst, introspective, sentimental / romantic, erotic
Warnings: slash, incest, lemon, spoiler of season 5.
author notes: the end it failed p0rn and more dull than I had expected ... Ah, is the second lemon in 5 years that I write fanfic, so criticized everything there is to criticize, but do it gently please XD
environment after 5x03, does not take into account everything that will happen later.
Disclaimer: The characters are Kripke, the CW, the Mediaset and of all those eligible. I enjoy just having fun with Dean, Sammy and co. \u0026lt;3
write about them, of course I do not gain anything, otherwise I would be in a tropical beach for sunbathing and drinking cocktails U_U
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Free to Be us
[After "Free to Be You and Me" - 5x03]


Chapter 1: Part 2 Sam




"So where are we going?" asked Sam, as he climbed on board dell'Impala.
"At the hotel closest, so I shall take advantage to get a room."
"You know, if you like ... Where to stay, there is a bed in the most e. .. '
"Do not bother," Dean stopped him, "I do not want to intrude in your new life. Tomorrow morning I will take the trouble, so there is no need to come to you. "
Sam looked down, hurt by the behavior. He was wrong and he knew it, but every time he heard those words of hatred by his brother was like receiving a stab to the heart.
"So ..." Dean continued, without taking his eyes off the road, "now you tell me what happened?"
Sam looked down at his hands, looking for the right words to say.
The other turned to him for a moment before continuing.
"Got blood demon? Could not you resist? "
Sam blanched.
"What? No, "Dean
became more suspicious.
"From your tone but I would say yes."
"No, that's the problem! I mean, I had something to do with that, but really was not that hard to believe that, I ... I can do it, they are able to withstand much more than you think. "
" So you found yourself in front of a demon bleeding and have not been tempted to suck? Is that what you're telling me? "
Sam sighed. He understood that his brother was still angry and could not blame him for that: he had betrayed and disappointed, it was obvious that now he did not believe in him anymore. But the fact that she doubted his every word was difficult to bear, and did more harm than he ever thought possible.
"But I deserve it, and who knows if we will ever go well together as before."
He had never considered what could be the consequences of his actions: he had always assumed that Dean felt love towards him . Only now he realized what had been lucky to have him.
"So you want to answer me?" He asked still more, interrupting the course of his thoughts.
"It's not about the blood of a demon, I've already said. It is a problem ... I did not expect. Or maybe part of it, with hindsight it was so damn obvious ... "
" Would you be more clear? "
" Yes, sorry. It's just that I ... "Sam turned to his brother, as if looking for a foothold. Found none. "The fact that I am so short, the blood, the mother, the demon with yellow eyes and everything ... it was just a coincidence. That is, it was obvious that it is not, but there was a reason for all this. "
" Oh yeah? "Dean asked a seemingly careless, turning at last to look at him, while he was maneuvering to park.
Sam had continued to turn around the subject without knowing how to deal with, and only when he saw his brother to slow down and pull the handbrake on, he realized how much time had passed to prevarication, unable once again to be honest with 'the only person in the world to whom he owed the truth.
"You ... What do you expect here? "Asked timidly when his brother turned off the machine, not knowing what to do. It was the first time that such a tension between them was, and for a moment he wanted to run away.
"Of course, you do so the system while mold my things in the room."
"... Excuse me?"
"True irony, Sam," Dean snorted, as he took the bag with his things and he made reference to another to get off, "you can not just leave for a few days to be again the kind of staid and boring time. "
Sam got out and lifted an eyebrow slightly as he looked the other away to the hotel lobby, amazed by that change of attitude. He was probably just trying to play down, but could very well come true. He stopped the car, trying to rearrange the ideas, and when he crossed the entrance, Dean found himself waiting for the elevator in front of the room with the keys already in hand.



"Well," began the elder brother, as he turned the key to trigger lock, "Are you ready to finish the speech before?"
Sam merely nodded, then turned away and put the just look at the window where you could see the end of the country and the beginning of the campaign around him. The sky began to turn brown, and pale street lights were the only guide bystanders who came home.
"What I was trying to tell you in the car ... is that what has happened so far, was prepared for a purpose, since the yellow-eyed demon made me drink his blood." Began Sam uncertain tone. "The reason for this was to prepare me ... or rather, my body, which awaits the visitor. "He felt the presence of Dean
closer, but never looked at him. He felt that if he did, he could not pronounce the next words:
"I am the vessel of Lucifer."
"You what?!"
"I ... I received a visit last night. That's why I called. I ... I will not give, I swear. Actually I do not know why I'm here to talk about it ... can not do anything without my consent, then nothing will happen, no? "
not noticed until trembling star Dean grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. Only then, looking at his hand in his brother, he realized that shook the imperceptible movement.
"No, nothing will happen, if you do not want that to happen ..." agreed Dean, "we are not obliged to accept our roles. We found a way. "
Then he sat down on the bed, and nodded his head to tell Sam to do the same.
"So, you've got a visit from the big boss, eh?"
"Apparently. You know, he complained of how difficult it is to find me. Castiel I should thank for the chore done on my ribs ... "
" will report the next time I see him. "
" ... Ed is convinced that I will say yes. "
Dean sighed.
"That's what you're going to do?"
"What? Of course not! How do you think of a thing? "
" Well, I do not know. But to have bothered to attend in person, must be very pleased with your progress. "
Sam clenched his fists in anger. And he had thought for a moment that Dean had buried the hatchet!
"What do you mean? Do you think I am not able to control my "dark side", so if you want to call? "
" That's what I'm asking you. "
" Well, they are perfectly able to do it, ok? Control myself, I mean. I'm not stupid, I know how I fell down. Do you really think that doing the same mistake twice? "
The brother said, and Sam felt himself sinking.
"Do you think that you will believe me, sooner or later? Or even that you will try to do it? "
Dean avoided his eyes, when he replied:
" I'm trying. Really. I do not like this situation, you know. But ... is not easy. "
" Not enough for me, you know. "
" I know, "Dean sighed," but what do you want me to do? Like I said, can not go back as before, between us. "
Sam hesitated for a moment. He knew that Dean it would no longer be allowed to get close enough to hurt him again, and it was all right, but for a moment he wondered if it was what the other really wanted: it was obvious that he was afraid to suffer again because of his brother, but was also obvious that even he was happy with how things were going between them. And suddenly he realized that what he really wanted at that moment, that could really make him feel better, it was Dean embrace, cuddle and let him know that despite the errors, although Ruby, despite everything, he continued to love him above all else and if he was not injured because he did not care anything about him, indeed. He had loved and still love him more than any other person in the world, and if the other had continued to hate him forever this would not be changed. He had received so much love that Dean, even a lifetime of hatred that could never delete it.
realized only then that was what he wanted to do from the beginning that was what he wanted to do when he toyed with the Impala Dean can not touch - when he had not dared groped physical contact for fear that ' Another rejected it, for fear he would not be able to live up to his intentions to leave and find their own way.
knew what was wrong to try certain things, but the remoteness and strong emotions of those days had awakened feelings that had tried to forget at all costs, since Dean had established that two brothers could not have some kind of relationship that could never work. In fact, despite every intention of never give up, never, had happened more than once that the emotions take over - when Dean was dying when he returned from the dead ... - but each time was palpable desire both to be closer, to prove they really loved each other, in spite of all the fucking rules and conventions established by states and religions.
Sam wondered what would happen if he tried to establish contact with similar Dean now.
"Maybe not back to normal ... but we always try to rebuild something, right?"
Dean and Sam did not answer, not knowing from where came the sudden courage, he decided to come forward. But perhaps it was not courage: it was only the strength of despair, or the fear of losing everything, to push it.
felt the surprise of his brother, when they put their lips on his, and for a moment he was afraid of being pushed away and banished forever. But instead when Dean grabbed his shirt and deepened the kiss, he took to himself a sigh of relief, feeling immediately better.
not ceased to kiss each other as they took him by the shoulders and pushed him gently on the bed, or when they moved to relax completely. Dean stroked the skin as if for the first time I touched, as if he had been granted permission to tap the most precious thing that exists on Earth.
Dean wrapped his arms around Sam's neck, hugging him and making still more to join their bodies perfectly.
dell'arrendevolezza brother Sam was surprised that it was usually always impetuous and determined, like a river that can not control his power, but this time it was ... different. He wondered if he should ask if he was sure, if you wanted too, but when he parted from him and crossed eyes, which seemed to emanate all the insecurity and fear that he felt, he realized that maybe this was really what Dean had need: to know to be loved, to know that Sam would not have dropped again, that was not really over. Knowing that Sam was holding him, despite his actions have often proven otherwise. It gave
fool for having always assumed that they had, they believed that Dean knew that Sam held him without any confirmation or demonstrations.
She kissed the hollow of his shoulder, going down the neck to the chin, while your hands undid the belt and lowered his pants.
"Dean ..." he murmured, as she stood up slightly to remove the top and admire the muscles shaped by years of relentless hunting. It was really beautiful, though he could be a strange thing to say of another man, his brother. He bent down again to posargli a kiss on that chest so perfect, while Dean's slipped off his clothes as he did with Sam. A moan escaped him when Sam began to torment her nipples, and although he maintained a respectful silence until then, when their erections began to brush her she could not refrain from murmuring, "Oh, Sam ..." The brother
child smiled as he squeezed more and more to the other, his face buried in his chest. "Dean ..." he whispered in reply on his skin, while the latter shook his arm and approached the back with a free hand to his groin, "Dean, take me please ..."
's older brother gave him a quick kiss on the lips , before muttering, "No." Sam turned away
slightly uncertain. He was about to ask if he had changed his mind if he did not feel sure what they were doing, when Dean said with an uncertain smile, "I want you to do it, Sammy."
Sam nodded, then let Dean turns. He continued to kiss him on the shoulders and neck with your fingers while preparing for the penetration, and before entering one of them asked "Are you sure?" barely perceptible.
Dean nodded, and went looking for a hand with that of Sam, to tighten as soon as he had found.
"Yes," he added, and took his hand and that of companion at heart. "Yes, do it."
Sam said no more and gently penetrated, as Dean used to do the first few times to get used to it. It was strange being on the other side of the fence, to be the first time he will lead the situation. It was as if suddenly find himself loaded part of the responsibility that had always been denied, as if for the first time that he should be careful not to hurt Dean. It could not have said it was more performance anxiety, fear of getting something wrong, or feeling the heat for him to finally be taking care of Dean, to be able to feel important to him. At first he moved slowly, so that Dean can get used to him, then increased the pace more and more, as he moved his right hand to caress the erection of the other, the left still close to that of Dean.
"Sam ..."
"Dean ... if it hurts ... or want to slow down, just ..." He started worried about his younger brother, but the other prevented him from continuing his sentence.
"Go well ... so yeah ..." he said hoarsely.
The push became faster and more decisive, until Sam came, yet close to Dean, who took only a couple of strokes to reach orgasm in turn.
Sam waited a few minutes before going out on the other, who had not experienced any discomfort, however, remain in detention with her boyfriend who pressed him from behind: he wanted to enjoy a little 'those moments of peace before they overwhelm the reality again, before to find out if things were still at the voltage of a few hours earlier, between him and Dean.
When he turned, Sam realized that it was past midnight and that he had better return to his hotel room. With a sense of emptiness and heaviness went away slightly from his brother, but just did not understand his intention to stand, Dean grabbed him by the arm, making him fall on you.
Sam felt confused, she wanted to be able to see the face of the other, but that position was impossible, and Dean had been encircled her waist with his free arm, the arm still in its grasp.
"Stay." She whispered so quietly that Sam was not sure I understood well. But then he said again, this time with greater confidence. "Please remain."
And Sam could not have said with Dean sure whether he meant to stay in that moment, or to stay next to him during that last adventure was the apocalypse. So, all he did was whisper a sincere "Yes, as long as you want ..." and build better of him, until sleep got the better of both.

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Menorca - prequel

Hey, I write too little in this blog! I was planning to make a small guide of my holiday in Minorca, but well-detailed (to be able to post on sites of special tips from tourists) so I can not write it here (in the office) U_U. For the rest of the news here: the holiday was good although a bit rainy. I was really beautifully ... precisely why I did not want to go back to that apartment that I hate. So you can imagine how happy I was when I returned to see that in our absence was a power outage and had spoiled all the meat ...
And to think I wanted to give it to my mother to empty the whole fridge, but then I felt bad because there was quite a bit and it cost something. Peppe, just saw the incident, phoned the landlord to ask him if he knew of any fault. He, having found that ours was the only counter does not work, said it was definitely because of an unpaid bill from us. And this made me more fit more anger. Okay, it was making available to us to make a bridge between the counter and our neighbor (recommends, however, not to tell him ... so why did not you do the bridge with your meter data you have the warehouse next door?) but it was unpleasant as ever (and I hate it already is beginning, let's face). Returned to work I also found out that Mom was wrong: after a collision on the work he discovered a small ischemia, never diagnosed before. So we were all a little worried. Meanwhile, Charles was finally transferred to my house and I and we are planning to Peppe find another apartment for rent, more to our liking. We are also thinking seriously about us build a prefabricated house in the wood seems to have ecological, economic and consumption in the building and live longer than you think. It scares me just a bureaucratic procedure that might lie behind the finding of the building plot and the work involved, municipal charges, expertise, and so on. The last simulation of the mortgage (with the bank settled with the graphic studio where he works Peppe) shows that to return € 180,000 (for a house of 200 000) fixed rate to 30 years, the monthly payment would be € 1,100. A little dear ... but a wooden house, complete with associated costs (cost of land permitting) should cost no more than 140 000: how a small three-room, at least in my area (yes, the houses cost a blunder!), so there is ; a certain value. Not to mention that ... are wonderful!



This particular one is the "Haas". I hope to implement this project in a short time ... I'm really excited because unlike other types of construction is not just an unattainable dream, but there is more than just a hand.
And with that, it's all for now. I leave the link to the photos of Menorca on photobucket: s162.photobucket.com/albums/t253/hinao85/prova / .
Obviously I do not remember how to insert a word clickable hyperlink to the site that I say ... I lit (yes, again XD).

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[FANFIC] - Tornare a respirare

Hello ^ _ ^ I found this wonderful community for a very short time and this is my first post. For this reason I hope d do not you mess and the little fic below can be appreciated ^ _ ^ \u0026lt;3

TITLE: Return to breathe
Fandom:
Supernatural PAIRING: Dean \\ Sam (more or less)
RATING: G
BETA: freebellamy it deserves a thousand thanks. Why did you betta in a flash and, above all, because it has sorbed a fandom that does not follow either. Thanks, really.
WARNINGS: story has a homosexual theme, if you do not like not read. Incest slightly mentioned. The story is spoiler for the fourth season of Supernatural.
Timlin: ep 4.01, Lazarus Rising.
DISCLAIMER: the characters mentioned in this story belong to the CW and Kripke. Nothing that follows is written for profit.
NOTE: written following the prompt "How come we all exchange for a couple?" Given me by nike158 . The phrases in italics are spoken by the characters in the episode. To be precise, the first and the second by Dean and Kathie Cristhiel (or whatever it is. I mean, Sam does not remember his name, let alone if I remember I u_u).

"Hey, Sammy."

When you find yourself in front of him, the world around you stops. Because it is impossible, can not be.
that Dean can not be right before your eyes.
And, in fact, you throw against that figure that looks like your brother to end that stupid joke of some bastard of a demon or ghost. A joke that makes me laugh at all.
But then there are the hands of Bobby that keep you and push you against the wall, and tells you that it is Dean. And 'your brother and it is true. And returned.
So, your brain takes a few moments to process that information and let the idea of what is going on will not settle well in the lead, before the world to flow back to the usual speed. Except that, it is time to turn back the right way. Back flow as it flowed to six months before those destroy your life and you feel complete again. Whole. Vivo. Feel the blood rushing back into the veins and the heart to beat back the pace, while the hole that you had opened the chest disappears, swallowed up by the smell of Dean (your own odor) that will overwhelm the instant when the throw her arms around his neck and buried his face in his jacket.
So when the girl opens her mouth and leaves you thrilled about. Because, frankly, you had forgotten it was in the room. You had forgotten his own existence. There's only Dean now. Only Dean.

"So ... you two are together?"

You and Dean you look astonished and shake your head together. Dean raises an eyebrow, like all times, and once you specify that it is your brother.
She looks at you surprised, definitely not convinced, and suggests that maybe it's going on. You nod at once, accepting the idea and immediately dressed and waiting to collect her things.

*********

Later, after Dean and Bobby convinced that you did not bring it back to life (and do not want to dwell on that detail, because only God knows As far as we've tried and perhaps not even he knows how much I hurt not have succeeded) and wait for Bobby returns with the information you need, there were both sitting in that room.
You can not take my eyes off him, is stronger than you. It 's like a black hole that sucks all your attention. Your personal miracle. No matter what's really behind, it is a miracle for you next. You are fully
got recapture the reality of his presence, when Dean interrupts your train of thought.
"Explain to me why it happens all the time?" Asks you, and you open your eyelids because you have no idea what he's talking about.
"are you talking about?" Ask it, thinking that have missed some step.
"Well, is not the first time. And it's absolutely absurd. Explain to me why we all exchange for a couple? "Dean exclaimed, thinking about what happened just before. Your mouth is
opens in an O of surprise and immediately burst into uncontrollable laughter. Apart from the absurdity of the question itself, the fact that you have the mail at that time is something so absolutely Dean. Like, well, indescribable expression which accompanied it.
And everything is just wonderful.
"Hmm ..." he began, trying to stop laughing, "I think it's because seeing two men together forever be in doubt do so. Maybe, they would be too. "
" Do not talk nonsense, Sammy. We are brothers. "You contradict him.
"People do not know."'s Point 'Or, it depends on you. Maybe that impression from you that. "Add, jokingly.
"But please!" Dean snaps, standing up "Spare me this nonsense! If there is one who can give a similar impression is you. I've always said you were a bit 'too effeminate, Sammy And the music plays, then. And we definitely do something about that hair. "Dean growls with the usual tone of all time, heading towards the small fridge for a beer.
You completely ignore the insults and you beautiful sound of his voice.
"Do you know the truth?" Takes over, stopping next to you "It 's that people are strange. What nonsense. Does not even worth thinking about it. "Concludes, as if talking to himself more than anything else.
shakes his head and leaves you a pat on the shoulder, as he bends to grab the beer. A
you beat another puff of laughter, while you feel that weight that oppresses you is gone.
And you really seem to be back to breathe.

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[Fanfiction] Free to be us (1/?)

Author: vahly
Title: To Be Free us
Chapter: 1 - Part 1 (in continuation)
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Dean, Sam , Lindsey (in this chapter)
Pairing: Dean / Sam
Raiting: Pg13 in this chapter, but later will
NC17 Genre: angst, introspective, sentimental / romantic
Warnings: slash, incest, SPOILER of season 5.
Summary of history: After learning the truth, Sam decides to talk to Dean. Too bad that's not so easy ...
author notes: environment after 5x03, does not take into account everything that will happen later. It's just my version angst / fluffosa (the fluff in the next chapter p0rn U_U) to get me on the moral, as this show is killing me.
Should I write another thousand for the fanfic challenge to which they are marked, but this is coming down by itself ...
author notes part 2: Um, hello everyone, I am new in this community. In fact lurk for a while 'and I swear that sooner or later comment also ... Btw, I hope I have posted in the correct way and not doing shit ^^'''
Disclaimer: The characters are Kripke, the CW, Mediaset and all of those eligible. I enjoy just having fun with Dean, Sammy and co. \u0026lt;3
write about them, of course I do not gain anything, otherwise I would be in a tropical beach for sunbathing and drinking cocktails U_U







Free to be us
[After " Free to be you and me - 5x03]


Chapter 1: Part 1 Sam




Even after Lucifer had left the room, Sam continued to feel a vise tighten the chest almost to choke him. In his mind, the words of fallen angel continued to echo overlap each other, without pause.
He was the chosen one.
And in fact, was even less surprised than you should be - perhaps because Dean was the vessel of Michael, and it seemed that was written in destiny that their disagreements could not end up with a simple separation, or perhaps because he knew that there was a reason why the demon Yellow Eyes had sent to slaughter all his creatures to ensure that it remained alive only the best, the habit of meat suitable for his infernal messiah - but still could not accept it. It was so damn difficult to choose the right thing to do, get away from Dean, hunting, power that was won by the blood ... What had used all their sacrifices, if that was his fate? For a moment he was tempted to kill himself and to really put an end to everything. Lucifer had no means to be equivalent to no goddamn apocalypse no?
Unfortunately it was too smart to pretend that really could be easier.
He dropped on his bed, dejected. Why every time I wanted to try to have a normal life there must be something to prevent it? Jessica, her father ... And now this.
sighed, and took his cell phone in hand, running the column up to the name of the person you wanted to really talk at that time.
Dean.
pressed the green button, but something restrained him and forced him to hang up before his brother answered. What
could tell him, anyway? There was nothing Dean could do for him at that time, if not to worry yet. Or pissed off even more, as an alternative.
Also, Sam had gone to prove to himself and his brother who was able to fend for himself, because he knew that Dean could no longer support him as he did before. How dare could then look at the first hurdle?
... But then, how could something like that keep him hidden?
Redial the last call made, and procrastinate a bit 'before deciding to press.
Verde.
Red.
Verde.
"You can do it, Sam, it's just a damn phone call to your brother!"
Red.
"Shit."
hysterical laughter rang out into the room. Her relationship with Dean really was so compromised that I could not make a stupid call?
not had the time to answer, because the mobile phone vibrated in his hand. It took him several seconds before he could respond.
"Hello?"
"Sam?"
Sam felt very stupid when he missed a simple smile to hear the worried voice of his brother.
"Sam ... Sam, are you there? "
Dean continued, not hearing any response.
"Yes, sorry ..."
"Has something happened?"
"Yes, but it does not matter, really. It's nothing. "
"So it's not for nothing that you tried calling me three times without having the courage to wait for me to respond, at this time of night by the way."
"Sorry."
Dean snorted.
"Stop apologizing for everything, Sam, and tell me what happened."
Sam sighed. A part of him repeated over and over "are the secrets that have ruined your relationship, so stop doing the stupid and tell him!" but another part, much more decisively countered "seriously, what good? Is your problem, so stop making stupid and say that everything is ok. "
won the second.
"Nothing, really. It's all ok. "
Sam murmured, and then hang up without even saying goodbye to his brother.
turned off the phone before dropping it on the bedside table, then jumped on the bed and forced himself to sleep, falling into a deep sleep without dreams.



The next morning was more difficult than he ever imagined. Lindsey was, if anything, even more sticky and decided to find out what had happened the previous night. Efforts to no avail to convince her that Sam really did not want to know : the boy proved more elusive and mysterious, the more she felt incredibly attracted to him. So for the rest the day he had spent the time to avoid it and try every possible way to keep busy and fitted every time she tried to hunt down, not that she would give him seriously so annoying, but just could not take it to deal with a girl who he was practically a stranger. Not that day. It was for this that night, when I tried to warn him that there was a man who called out to him, was incredibly difficult to get close.
"Hey Keith!" He felt the call boy.
Looking up to heaven, he turned toward her.
"Yes?"
"There's an FBI agent looking for you ... It is outside the door waiting. "
Sam was dumbfounded. An FBI agent? What was ...? But no, he could have found it ... He had given a name never used before, how could we do that?
did not know whether it was more the fear or hope that Dean was really that out of that bar, yet when he saw his brother coming out with a blank stare turned to the street in front of them, had no doubts about what felt at that moment. Smiling no good reason at all, he came quickly.
"Hello Agent, do you want?" He asked Dean, who spun around.
The elder brother looked him from head to toe, and it took a moment before saying anything.
"So, what have you?"
Sam frowned.
"What do you think they do not know how to take care of myself?" He stopped, noticing Dean shrug and raise an eyebrow as he continued: "I did not combined at all, ok? I can survive for a few days alone! "
" So what? You know, yesterday you gave me a fright with those calls, so I would like to know what's going on, if you please! "
Sam sighed. How could she tell such a thing without losing much of its confidence? "As if he had not already done so ... And if I tell you, will trust even less, if possible ... "
"Look, we can talk in a more peaceful place? You know, being in the middle of the road is not exactly the best to deal with certain things. "
Dean nodded, looking slightly worried, but Sam was going to tell Lindsay that the agent had asked him to follow him to the investigation - nothing serious but you know, some things take time and the FBI did not take no for an answer - and without giving further explanations reached again Dean.

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Fanfic: Every woman likes to feel beautiful. {Ruby/Sam}

Title: Every woman likes to feel beautiful.
Fandom: Supernatural Characters
: Ruby, Sam Winchester Pairing
: Ruby / Sam
Part : / /
Warnings: .... boh
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Season Four
Words count: 556 Summary
: But sometimes, you seems to falter.
Notes: I am new in this comm, so first of all, Ohai PEOPLE! ♥ (no mass shooting for true fans het?: P)
My Ruby / Sam's heart was one with Katie Cassidy, and rightly so, but oh well. I feel a certain something for the second version of the ship, so boh. It 's a bit a bad day for me, and I suppose that this should be considered the result. Please bravissime various fanwriters SPN around the world not to take it too personally and continue to write, thank goodness they are here XD
Disclaimer: I do not keep Supernatural nor its characters, it's all nice property Eric Kripke and the CW.

The truth is that every woman, whether dead or alive, fall from heaven or hell vomited, he loves to feel beautiful.

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[fan fiction] If we could lay it on the line, I could rest my head.

Author: ruka_nanjou
Beta: yoruko89
Title: If We Could lay it on the line, Could I rest my head.
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester (references to Sam / Ruby)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 283 (W)
Challenge: Triad # 1 @ IT100
Prompt: dark - gray - morning
Warning: spoiler fourth season and the episode 5x01.
Disclaimer: characters and situations belong to Kripke & Co., I do not gain anything (if not a fair dose of angst).
Notes: Title from November Rain, Guns N 'Roses, a little altered. Dedicated to
yoruko89 , because I thought you, as I wrote. (And then there's Sam, and Sam is yours xD)


If We Could lay it on the line, Could I rest my head.

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another dream!

than usual I do not remember u_u.
I know that some people had made some criminal action to die drowning in the pool (!) To investigate and I found myself with a girl younger than me, about the incident. We live in a kind of gigantic and luxurious residence. Each apartment has a swimming pool and very large terraces from which enjoy views out over them park. My apartment in particular has an indoor pool, the room where the station this big balcony (no windows). We live with a bunny, but it is not Batuffolo: it is tiny and white and tan. The apartment is under my other girl, from my balcony I see her, with a swimming pool (a bit smaller than mine). Towards the end of the dream I find myself with nothing less than the FBI, which informs me that the girl who always accompanies me was actually a relative of the crime and had tried to pollute evidence from the outset. I am a little upset about the friendship that binds us, but deep down I know that does not want to order now so that his relatives were dead. In a rage I'm on the balcony and grab the edges of the pool and start pulling like a tablecloth (despite being a pool interactively! XD). The girl screams I do not understand why, and soon after: all the water is poured over me slamming against the railing of the balcony and going down on me. Although the dream is already dead I still think "oh my God we hope that the rabbit is good," and I wake up XD!

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Dream

I am in a street with a lady I know only in dreams and I know to be a teacher. The lady is petulant and we end up fighting, distracting. We are not aware of a coach who is against us and hits us. We wake up later in a green open space, surrounded by trees that frame the view. Around us there are only scattered gravestones. We do not know which way to go back home and then begin to spin, it always finds the same point. Suddenly we see something moving, I get to hand the teacher, alarmed, and began to run. We are able to climb a small hill with a path that is lost in the vegetation. The teacher becomes panic, it is ill prepared to follow, began to argue with me and at the end we lose sight of. I continue to run for help and I find myself in a narrow street of which I do not see the end. On the sides there are only a bar with tables outside. There seems to be a black fog that swallows up everything and makes me see that a small area of the road. The people I meet are silent, sitting at tables drinking alcohol without talking, without listening to music. They have a sad face and are mostly elderly. After asking in vain for help from a couple of people that went there (being totally ignored), I decided to stop the first person with the most reassuring words I happened to be shot. Meeting a group of young guys and stop them. Look sweet and kind, I say I need their help to find their way home and I know that a person is in danger. I explain that I'm in hell and that that place should be as well known as the evil people, all elderly and those who are between life and death, choose the time waiting for their final destination. The guys guide me in a high building, a sort of skyscraper empty and abandoned. The building is actually composed only of internal flights of stairs, there are large windows on each landing, but often with no windows directly overlooking the void. On one of these landings, the group seems to be divided. A boy with a reassuring air tells me to follow the girls in front of me. I will recommend to protect the teacher that I have now lost sight of him and tells me that will take care of him. I begin to distrust and once greeted the boy, instinctively decided to turn around while the latter goes down the stairs, so he can see well in the face. The smile becomes a reassuring grin and I understand that I have been conducting in a place where I can no longer return. Start running up the stairs, the girls overcome and I am in a landing-sac but with one big window. I pick up speed and launch in the window, shattering it and falling on deaf ears. I realized that in fact, also according to the description given earlier by children themselves, I had to stay between life and death due to trauma of the accident and that a strong (I suffer from dizziness) could possibly bring me back. I also sensed that if only the elderly were to hell while not evil, then these young boys had to be cruel to force. Falling on deaf ears I'm terrified: I lock myself in egg appearance and crashing to the ground. As expected I wake up in the same street of the accident, the doctors around me. I get up as if I had nothing, completely healthy. Wonder what happened to the teacher and I understand why you can not find more hell she was dead.

u_u And so I wake up.

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hell Another day, another dream, a dream Fantastic

So ... XD! Also remember that sometimes.
I am in a winding and hilly road, it seems almost one of those towns in the south with all those pretty houses perched on the promontory. However, I am in front of a supermarket, I'm about to go out when I see a Korean man that I know the director of that chain of stores. The man is blaming its employees, it is known to be malignant, and all profit driven. To me it is obviously not going down, so I start to yell at me telling him my pearls on a sustainable economy (... XD), with phrases like "but knows that the employee should be motivated to make it more productive? But he knows that doing nothing will I get this kind of bullying? "I do not know what else. The fact is that talking about talking about the director did not take it anymore and starts running through the streets of this village. I run after him until we are faced with a large open space. Facing this huge courtyard there are many homes seem affordable housing. The director escapes me among the people present there, but while I continue to scream from afar my slogan. People (even all these Korean OO) overlooking from windows and balconies and started clapping at my address. One by one the tenants are to begin to come down and hug me and kiss me in practice 'I am the director was also the owner of the entire stable and even showed his greed with the various rentals. But the building was so huge that by dint of waiting for all the tenants who paid homage I had passed the whole night and the sun had already risen. So I see the director reappear at the end of the courtyard, ready to resume his tour of the supermarkets, but did not expect to be there XD! Just like that .. I started yelling at him to chase my usual phrases XD! It 'was very funny as ù.ù dream! Stunned by my talkativeness * _ *! What I remember

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ù.ù only occasionally, I know that I am in a sort of clearing grassy cliff that drops to near the motorway. I'm with another girl I know well, perhaps a relative of mine. I'm finding to have the powers, including (strange eh?) That create showers of stones, the same that makes the character I'm playing the game: D. More power is that of divination: fall into a kind of trance I see a small crib, the size of a spectacles case. The girl who is with me saying "look! It 's the girl your mother! "I intuit that this really is me. The cradle with the baby begins to rise, surrounded by an aura of light. But gradually it transformed the face of small, is filled with blood and tears. The girl with me, shakes me, I wake up. I realize that I have your face completely covered with blood and organic goo, they are bent in a coffin for children with an enclosed body (which looks a bit like a dead animal and skinned in reality, almost to a rabbit). My friend tells me "what are you doing? Stop it, you're eating vomiting than 400 years old! "And so I woke up O_o. And no, I did not eat heavy> _>!

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has finally managed to post photos of the new apartment! I made a little collage u_u



This is the largest room, the one facing the street and that we use as a computer room (Peppe). It 's always a lot more exposed to the cold just because the road. Entering the front wall has two windows, not too big but placed right in the middle half of the wall itself. So there is very little space to place furniture or anything else. In fact we put the desk in the front wall. In the right one in the closet and one on the left, we should build the library. If only half the wall is covered by the heater.



This is the smallest room is the first room on the left which is located along the corridor. This side of the house has no windows ... that happiness **'''. The photos can not be seen but there was a hole (made to attack the fan then we have in the bathroom) through which you could hear the noise of the big room, which is a lot of traffic. Now from there hangs an old sheet of Peppe, crumpled to contain the sounds. The finishes do not like much, on both the beams on the ground that there is a little runny paint. You can not say that the landlord he cared very much. How can Note the bed covers virtually the entire room. There is just a small table on one side of the DUI and the rest of the space is enough to get out of bed and do it again.



Here is the famous fan in the bathroom, finishing in the shower silicone (I scratched with the brush, but the silicone will NEVER be so tanned via =_____=). For the rest of the bathroom is the room that is prettier ...



Entrance seen from inside (with the French window which does not filter a damn light), the corridor that leads to the small bedroom and bathroom, balcony Outside, the view from outside the doors and the entrance of my neighbor.



The living room-kitchen ... nothing to report (if not there where you see that the boiler is full of holes and then stick to put the tent I had to call my father attacked me chips affixed to the walls crumbling and empty inside).



Last collage, the work plan of the kitchen, with the bottom completely crumbled and soaked in water, because the granite was damaged and was removed ... mah ... the kitchen, my refrigerator that is beautiful, perhaps the only thing of which I am proud because is my first and only purchase for the home: D, and wires hanging in the house is full (and the landlord does not want to settle because "eh, but the girls first and then the bulbs were stolen I will not mount anything to anyone! "you believe it?).

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Life Pictures home office

Scene 1: Son of the head junior

:
- but won a big brother to the Roma? * * Disparaging tone
Link:
- She looks ... * Tone * demoralized


Scene 2:

Vecchio:
- I am not advancing a Maserati is that maybe you need?


Morale: I want to go home -__-.

ps. lj but there is no password for guests like photobucket? I would be so easy: /
pps. ste but why the hell are the dashes and dots è_é me how do I make my emoticons ascii?

There Zits My Stomach

I remembered the password

I'm here in the office at a time of complete Scazzi e. .. miracle of miracles ° _ ° I guessed the password and also the first time! Ordunque Well here I am updating my livejournal after centuries u_u. In addition to the usual picture of me that I remember, I should also update your dreams O_o! But I'll do the next post XD! My mother at the time is flying to Brazil. I have booked this trip for some months now: about 550 €, with Iberia. Too bad the cost has risen to 720 € ... my mother reading with little attention to the route of travel was assumed that the arrival airport for the return trip (Malpensa) were the same as starting the first leg. There comes accompanied by his cousin Charles to Malpensa, she realized it was wrong ... and so had to take a taxi from Linate to the modest sum of 170 euro note. I did a lot of sympathy the fact that Charles in reference (with my mother have not yet managed to speak) said "do not know what we have done! Or rather, what has combined those has booked the flight. " So it's my fault that I booked the flight itinerary and delivered in black and white, my mother? Ah well ...
addition to this Scazzi the period is complete, I do not ever go out, I can not put on a good diet or studying, I can never take time to fix it properly or go home to buy things that I miss them.
I seem to live in a kind of camp: boxes still (well after a month of moving!) Anywhere because there is the possibility to mount the library, I should be studying computer and stay at the same table where I eat (and thus I must first clear, clean, and then risgomberare when I get back to dinner). In short, I have a minute space around me and then I lose the will to do those everyday things before. Also stressed is Batuffolo ° - °! Make the corridor a stable and ample evidence of hating her new place. Well I'm a bit depressed. _. .

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° _ ° A Valentine's Day IKEA

ù__ù Ehhh. My first day at IKEA on the couple being transferred: P. When I was little I loved going with my mother ... there were no balls in which parents will immerse you hoping to get rid of you XD! My fun was just seeing the exhibition: many small apartments in one area only. As I slipped into pretend room-kitchen pantry of a fake, I met a child intent to seek the milk to prepare breakfast XD. Peppe said: "help me find the latteeeeee?".
Other than that ... my boyfriend idiot is able to go to a furniture store after a week's notice and forget ù__ù measures'. So no desktop. We were just about to buy the mobile tv ... but although they were reported to the terminal 4 pieces remaining in stock, we found nothing. We still brought home a black carpet (my mother can not stand that wish to furnish almost all black XD What can I do if I like ù.ù?) and other small trinkets. I saw some hooks for cooking that I have to go buy aaaaassolutamente! They are asses dog, and hang the pot holder on the tail lift XD! Leaving
dall'ikea we went to a flea market in search of a refrigerator (there was). But I've redone the eyes *___* how much stuff the same ultra-kitsch! The statues of the Blues Brothers, another of Marilyn, a few cows and a horse XD! Then the phone booth English-style lamps supported by one leg to complete self-supporting network, betty boop figurines, armor, etc etc. Other things I found really nice Instead, like the vintage hat, or dummies for bras u_u!
However, I noticed that you have neglected my dreams ù.ù! This morning I dreamed of having something in final fantasy style ... I do not remember really well O_o. I know I was in a kind of jungle with other people and I was the officer to the magic XD! But instead of my favorite RPG, spells contained in vials were attached to the waist. Recalling the liquid was created magic ... a kind of alchemy rather than magic. A few days ago I also dreamed of having the brother of the leader who cooed my colleague °___°! Nightmare! And when I asked for explanations upset because he answered me badly wanted to defend its beautiful! Ommioddio >____>!

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The wall of chess in one of the rooms of the new apartment, there's more. I asked Peppe's camera to shoot the first psychedelic impact with the house, but the painters arrived before u_u. His argument was: "Why keep a bad memory?" To which I replied, "but because one day laugh at all! At least I hope °-°!". And always with the intent to make me a fat laugh in a few years, here is the guide of the day.
around lunch time we all gathered at my house, I was already nervous about the vented myself in the morning with mom. So Peppe see me with a big bunch of flowers for Valentine's Day has provoked a strange reaction. It seemed a pitiful sop. And since I iperparanoica on power plays torque (power is Siiiii mmmmiooooo!) I'm always afraid to soften in the face of a nice gesture, made after an injury. No, the bouquet is not enough! I still regret during the afternoon that I hurled my boy accusing him of trying to appease ** '. The next part of the day passed quietly ... until we actually joints in the new apartment. You know when a character in anime that is about to burst a vein has a large button on the front? Here are the veins buttons and thoughts that struck me during the few hours of removal ° - °:
- Peppe opens the gate and dad tries to maneuver the truck to enter. Time 30 seconds and that is trumpeted by a horde of angry motorists * God how I hate the city and its traffic> _> *
- not just parked near a diligent warns us to pay attention to maneuver, because the gratings in the court do not support the weight of vehicles ... (and Pepper also said "ahhh is YesYes true I knew it! ") in fact do just the latest maneuver was incredible ... twenty minutes! * But here there is something that goes well> _>, the first to say no?
* - I have to pee and my apartment a bit while the others carry the furniture. Fearing that were to download something in the bathroom, try to lock me ... but the door is obviously broken Mmm ...* * and soon discovers that the toilet has a bit of trouble to stop *...*. After
Peppe said kindly, "Thank goodness it was a bargain, there was one thing that works!" He began to realize that he was perhaps a little reckless, and so he called the landlord to demand an explanation.
Nightmare nonsense ° - °! First, he justified by saying that apparently the previous tenants had not all this need to lock them in the bathroom. Then the assumption of my father, knowing that the apartment was not new as he boasted but a renovation of an old courtyard, was unnerved by saying "hey! Here there were not very stable! ... There was the old poultry shops of my mother! "* ah ... which means 'new apartment' in your jargon? *.
He continued taking me aside and saying that the apartment was not bad, would not otherwise be wasted to install a new boiler, "You know, you open up the boiler with hot water and hot water comes out now!" * uh, magic and even the video ...* * miracle of science! *. So, let's say I've calmed down only by returning to my house and making a good sleep. In each case there were "remitted," the 20 euro Monthly (Peppe's made it clear that it was not worth spending 470 euro for that apartment - I would add even 450 in reality - and he must have agreed to this point ...). For the series "I always reason "traffic from 5 am already beginning to become unbearable, so much so that even Peppe, who seemed to find the problem nonsense, can not sleep. He proposed solutions such as using a sofa bed and leave the spare bedroom (so why should I pay if I use it as a three-room apartment bilo?) Or move the bed in the bedroom ... which is great for more than 20 cm in bed, that is claustrophobic (and I'm not joking, if you put even a table then you have to roll to get to the middle of the bed, because there is no longer room for easy walking ... no?). Ok, it's a temporary solution ... but really it seems to me a year long in this light -__-. Yuhuuu'm going to live! But I was not expecting this: /.
Well, now the omelet is done, the contract is ready. By mutual agreement we decided that we will seek information in a few months on a possible loan ... I hope I can soon buy a house of our own. If it is not possible, however, will change the house, looking for an apartment for rent that can be more pleasant for any extended stay. It makes no sense to force himself to stay in a place that we do not like (actually it seems like not only to me!). Peppe has understood the sorry seems to my reasons and had to give me an answer so quickly. He says he was influenced by his situation, as he was fed up of three years of living with different groups of students rude, saw the first opportunity to move like an Eden. Too bad that more and more I think I pissed, why do two things in a pair also means taking the time to develop a joint decision. I will ... maybe when I'm out of that apartment XD!