I've Got My Hands Up So Take Your Aim

Title: You’ve Got to be Kitten Me
Rating: NC-17
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Summary:: Jensen lives a routine, solitary life with little to no interaction and he likes it just fine. He’d rather not deal with the fuss and rejection of making and keeping connections, so when a stray cat shows up at his apartment building and begs for attention every time they cross paths, Jensen does what he can to ignore it. Of course, that doesn’t last long and he finds himself carving out a space in his world to make it feel at home. Along the road of pet ownership, Jensen meets the very nice and very handsome Dr. Jared Padalecki. The veterinarian's open, warm personality gets to Jensen the same way his new cat has, and Jensen fights against his own hang-ups to get to know him.
Warnings: character with anxiety

ART POST!
Thank you so much to the lovely blondebitz for claiming this story, and sharing the joy of having Maine Coons and loving on kitters. You were such a patient and sweet darling and I appreciate all the wonderful art you put together for this! <333

Notes: Written for spn_j2_bigbang. Big thanks to cherie_morte and ashtraythief, who cheered me on when writing the draft in the final 48 hours of April; gluedwithgold for beta and helping me figure out how some pieces fit. Remaining mistakes are my own; and of course wendy for running another fabulous round of Big Bang!

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Title: Reckless Mistake
Words: 3600
Rating/Warnings: NC-17/escort!Jensen
Summary: Jensen is a high-priced escort unable to say no to Jared, the lonely businessman craving normalcy
Notes: Domestic Dreams Verse. This is essentially Jensen’s POV of An Unconventional Contract, when Jared asks for the domestic arrangement. Title and cut from Imagine Dragons’ Polaroid.

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Title: The Bleeding Heart Left on the Shelf
Words: 23,000
Warnings: Infidelity (on an OMC), top!Jensen, bottom!Jared
Summary: A lot happens in nine years, everything in his life passing him by. When he wakes up after nearly a decade in a coma, he's mighty grateful for a second lease on life, but there’s far too much that’s changed, and yet so much that remains.
Notes: Written for cherie_morte for 2018 spn_j2_xmas. Any medical details herein were obtained via google, meaning I spent anywhere from 2-5 minutes on a topic until I felt comfortable enough to write a few lines about it. And as far as the medical marvel contained within, it is actually a thing that’s happening … though, I admit, I am taking great liberties with the level of successful recovery going on here. Also, also, I know I’ve been on a huge ass James Bay kick for a long time now, but Incomplete came on soon after I finished writing, and it just matches all too perfectly and thusly inspired the title.


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OKAY SO. I WAS SO REALLY FUCKING EXCITED WHEN I GOT MY ASSIGNMENT BECAUSE CHERIE IS MY NUMBER 1 CON BABE AND TRAVEL F(R)IEND AND CUCHARITA. I even had a full on twitter thread of just tons of laughing and crying gifs the day I found out. We have so many inside dumb jokes and four-plus years of hilarity, adoration, McNuggies, butchered pancakes, and para-para-paradise after a long freaking time of drifting around the same fandom circles, meaning I was so, so, so, so delighted to be able to write for her. HOW-EV-ER. I’ll admit that none of the prompts really ticked any of my boxes, but at the time of assignments, I was like cool, cool, cool, no big, no big and knew I’d find something to write to her. Which, I thought I did, and up until Friday, Dec 8, I had a grand idea for something stupid depressing with angst and death and a famous/not-famous set up (so many of her likes in ONE SLOW BURN FIC!). I even racked up a stellar 12,000 words of it in a week. But then … well, I am who I am, and realized the story I was writing would become a huge fucking thing of like 40-50-60 thousand words???? And I started to second-guess pretty much every single thing I was doing with it, feared it wasn’t quite the thing to tick her boxes after all, and wanted to throw it out the window.

Then that very Friday, late afternoon/early evening, I was lying on the floor in fanfic emo writer pain, petting the flufferbutt Shep, and Pandora played Lord Huron’s The Night We Met when something clicked on the lyrics I had all of you, most of you, some of you, then none of you … take me back to the night we met … and well, My Sweet Darling Cuch, here is my early entry into Coma Big Bang all for you (I know, I know, it’s not even 2020 yet), featuring some sweet, angsty infidelity. Because why not? (I have to admit that adding in the ComaBB joke just adds to the excitement I’ve had since I changed gears and started writing this thing).

So. You’re welcome. And I love you. And *well thank you* Jensen.gif for the honor of being your one and only cuch.


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Title: Bright Eyes, Strong Thighs
Pairing: Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Jared
Warnings: age difference (Jeff is mid-40s, Jared is 20)
Words: 2700
Summary: Jeff has all the patience in the world for his young boyfriend and trust grows when he gets Jared on board for taking a next step in their sexual relationship.
Notes: Written for spn_masquerade Fall 2018, for the prompt: top JDM is experienced, virgin J is nervous about bottoming; all he's seen in porn videos is dick in ass and he thinks that's the only way to have sex. Please let top J teach him that intercrural sex is a very satisfying and awesome alternative? Bonus Points for reassuring sweet talk from top J. Originally posted here

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Title: Let It Down
Words: 4400
Rating/Warning: NC-17/escort!Jensen
Summary: Jensen is the high-priced escort ignoring all the warning signs and Jared is the businessman making them both too vulnerable. Part of the Domestic Dreams verse.

Notes: Title from/inspired by James Bay's Wild Love. For smpc. Big thanks to gluedwithgold for the beta! <3

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( Losing a little guard, let it down / We don't have to think it through / We've got to let go )

wendy recently asked where all the NYE fics were and it dawned on me that I was going to write a NYE timestamp for 12 Days of a J2 Christmas. So ... uh ... I broke lockdown again. FML.

( 550 words of a J2 NYE )

Title: Gonna Wait No More
Rating/Warning: NC-17/PWP
Words: 1,900
Summary: Drunk on booze and Jared, Jensen doesn't hold back. Written for salt_burn_porn, prompt: out of control
Notes: Big thanks to timehasa_way for initial handholding and cheerleading. Then to maerhys for final beta. &hearts you gals. Title, cut text, and story written under the hand of Them Crooked Vulture's "New Fang."

( New fang pressing down low )

I've decided, with the smell of holidays in the air and the fact that my home and work neighborhoods are so brightfully decorated that it really IS Christmas. As such, I shall shower you all with love for all of your love and friendship and blah blah you know what you do to make my life awesome. So now I shall make your life awesome.


( Unwrap your present here )

I fully blame timehasa_way for enabling this, but that doesn't even matter but she's going to be all 'I accept any and all blame because YAY! TIMESTAMP!' Gah. Why I'm Talking to You. Don't say I never gave you anything.

( That Time Jensen Took Jared to Thanksgiving )

Over here I dared you guys to write me timestamps of my stuff, and these are the fantabulous results:

Cuddling fic! by earthquakedream

Why I'm Talking to You!!
That time Jared took Jensen to his departmental Christmas Party by 13chapters

Danneel's Reception (!!!HEE!!!) by akeyoftime

Feel free to keep going, bbs, I love them all. They make me so happy and sunny.