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The Domesticity Meme Fills
Title: dishes are done, dude!
Pairing: Jared/ Jensen
Word Count: ~600
Notes: fortransfixeddream's prompt doing the dishes!
He is barely sinking into the couch and opening his book when he hears the clatter coming from the other room. Positive it's one of the dogs getting into something they shouldn't be, Jensen grumbles and tosses his book onto the coffee table. He groans when he pries himself up and storms into the kitchen.
"Get outta there," he bellows as he rounds the corner to find the dogs nowhere in sight but sees Jared standing there in a tattered tee and a pair of track pants. He's hovering over the sink and isn't paying much attention as he drops in another stack of plates and the water sloshes over the side and down over the cabinet to the floor.
"Uh, Jay? I said I would take care of this mess later," Jensen says and leans against the fridge and appreciating the thought.
"Oh, hey," Jared says and turns his head. "Yeah, I know. Just figured I'd help out seeing as how you usually do it. 's no biggie, Jen. I got it covered." Jared smiles before turning back to search for something. "Where the...?"
"This wouldn't be some kind of ploy to get me in bed, would it?" Jensen chuckles and then heads over to his side, nudges him to get access and sinks his hand into retrieve the missing sponge and hands it to him. "Y'know, if you wouldn't have used so much dish soap, you could actually see what you were trying to clean."
"What'dya mean too much soap, it cleans it better."
"Right. Dude, it's like a volcano of suds in here," Jensen says as he scoops out a handful of bubbles and plops it down in the other basin.
"That so? Well here, let me help fix that for ya." Jared grabs a handful of suds and wipes it over Jensen's face.
Jensen sputters, trying to keep the soap from getting into his mouth. "You did not seriously just do that?" he says as he attempts to wipe it away and scoops it from his eyes, still leaving a dollop on his nose.
"Uh, yeah, I think I just did," Jared teases and steps back to admire his handy work and to avoid the inevitable slap.
"Bitch."
Jensen hurries and turns on the faucet and shoots Jared with the full brunt of the sprayer. Jared yells and holds up his hands to block the water but Jensen's aim is relentless. The dogs rush in to see the commotion, Harley ducks to hide behind Jared while Sadie laps at the stream of water like it's a treat. Jared backs up further and tumbles over them both with a horrible sounding thud.
Jensen panics and drops the hose and shoos the dogs away as he bends down to check on him. "Jesus, Jared. I didn't mean-"
His apology is cut short by Jared wrapping his hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down on top of him, Jensen mumbles ahis startled protest into his mouth. Jared's body is cold and the water is already seeping through Jensen's shirt. He's finally giving in and going with it when Jared pushes him off.
Now horny as hell, his dick is hard and straining against the inside of his jeans, so Jensen squawks in frustration when his ass hits the floor. Jared shoots up and rips off his shirt and tosses it at him, the wet fabric slaps against Jensen's now damp chest.
"Know what? Dishes can wait." Jared grins and almost slips into the table when he turns and takes off towards the bedroom. "First one there gets to top."
"Hey!" Jensen struggles to get up, pausing only to turn off the faucet before chasing after him.
Title: 'least it isn't the dewey decimal system
Pairing: Jared/ Jensen
Word Count: ~600
Notes: forcherry916's prompt Spring cleaning
For Jared, Spring is pretty awesome as a whole. His heart always seems to warm once he sees the snow begin to retreat to allow the grass to grow and he can already hear the birds tweeting from the tree outside.
He stretches, goofy grin plastered on his face that dissolves into a frown when he realizes he's alone in bed.
"Mornin', sunshine. 'bout time you're up," Jensen says to him when he walks into the bedroom and whips open the curtains.
Jared pouts and shields his eyes from the sun, sudden stabs of pain forcing him to bury himself under the covers. Jensen drops a box near his feet and tugs the blanket lower.
"C'mon, Jare, we've got a lot to do today."
Jared scrunches his lips and furrows his brow at Jensen. He realizes he's acting like a child refusing to get up for school, but he doesn't care. It's not that often that they both have a day off and his idea of enjoying it is decidedly not cleaning the house. Unfortunately it's Jensen's favorite part of the season-- the freak.
Jensen's pitiful attempt at sad-facing him is enough to make him laugh, it really is pathetic but he can't help himself from giving in. "Fine, but do I at least get breakfast first?"
Jensen beams and slaps his leg playfully. "Doughnuts and coffee are on the table. But you'd better hurry, Harley was eyeing 'em pretty hard."
That's all it takes for Jared to get up, he plants a quick on Jensen's cheek. "You are my hero!" He hops from the bed and stops only to grab a pair of underwear before hauling ass for the kitchen.
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Three rooms and countless trash bags later, Jared is wrapping up the vacuuming while Jensen sits cross-legged in front of the bookcase. He's humming something Jared is pretty sure sounds like Justin Bieber but he's not gonna mention it-- he's learned not to question Jensen's music choice after he overheard him singing Barbie Girl in the shower.
He tosses a bean bag chair next to Jensen and flops down in a graceless thump, grabs the stack of DVDs out of his hand.
"We watching a movie?" Jared asks, hoping for a break.
"Hmm? Maybe in a bit. I'm trying to organize."
Jared looks over at the shelves. Sure they have quite a few movies but Jared's never had a problem finding anything, so he doesn't see the point.
"Wait, are you-" he starts. "You are! Oh my hell, you are seriously alphabetizing them, aren't you? God, you are so anal-"
"Shut it." Jensen shoots him a glare and snatches the movies back. "It's easier to find what's missing if someone borrows one."
"Dude, you sorted the porn too? Who borrows that?"
"Misha," Jensen says nonchalantly and slides Gremlins in between The Goonies and Happy Texas.
"Wait. Misha? Borrows our porn?" Jared looks on in horror.
"Oh, yeah," Jensen says in all seriousness.
"But he's not even-"
"I know," he says and shoves in the last movie and then changes the subject. "So, pizza?"
"You sure do know the way to my heart, Ackles," Jared says, practically purring.
"Hmm. Food and dick. Not really that hard."
"Wanna bet?" Jared laughs and waggles his eyebrows.
Jensen laughs. "I called while you where vacuuming, we have-" He looks down at his watch and then starts to pull off his shirt. "Fourteen minutes left before we psychologically scar the pizza boy. Better get a move on."
Jared grins and fumbles with his buckle and thinks, Okay, maybe Spring cleaning isn't so bad after all.
OMG I WROTE D/C
Dean grunts one last time, pulls out to spray his spunk over Cas's back. A warm puddle of goo quickly turns cold and Cas looks back, question forming before he can speak. "Where were the fireworks? Sam promised me fireworks."
OMG AND THEN I WENT AND WROTE A SASSY PREQUEL
Cas stops mid thrust, his hands clutching tightly around Sam's ankles. Piercing blue eyes shine down at him and Sam curses in frustration.
"What now? Seriously, Cas."
"Am I supposed to be feeling something now, Sam?" His question is in his normal deadpan which just furthers Sam's frustration.
"I sure as hell hope so! You mean to tell me this whole time you've been fucking me, you've felt absolutely jack shit?" Sam slides back, Cas's dick slides out with a squelching pop.
"I've upset you," Cas says and lets go of Sam's legs.
"Yea... no. Hmm, Maybe you're just a bottom? I'd say we could try it but I'm all about the receiving. I bet Dean would, he's a fucking incredible top! Fireworks, baby. Mother fucking fireworks."
j2_everafter is not looking promising, like, at all! Chances are I will not be posting it. And honestly? I'm pretty okay with that. But anyway, moving on... I have been slowly rediscovering my joy of writing by doing some random little comment fics and stuff to which I can't even begin to explain other than to blame a) cold medicine and b)naatz. Mostly the latter. :PThe Domesticity Meme Fills
Title: dishes are done, dude!
Pairing: Jared/ Jensen
Word Count: ~600
Notes: for
transfixeddream's prompt doing the dishes!He is barely sinking into the couch and opening his book when he hears the clatter coming from the other room. Positive it's one of the dogs getting into something they shouldn't be, Jensen grumbles and tosses his book onto the coffee table. He groans when he pries himself up and storms into the kitchen.
"Get outta there," he bellows as he rounds the corner to find the dogs nowhere in sight but sees Jared standing there in a tattered tee and a pair of track pants. He's hovering over the sink and isn't paying much attention as he drops in another stack of plates and the water sloshes over the side and down over the cabinet to the floor.
"Uh, Jay? I said I would take care of this mess later," Jensen says and leans against the fridge and appreciating the thought.
"Oh, hey," Jared says and turns his head. "Yeah, I know. Just figured I'd help out seeing as how you usually do it. 's no biggie, Jen. I got it covered." Jared smiles before turning back to search for something. "Where the...?"
"This wouldn't be some kind of ploy to get me in bed, would it?" Jensen chuckles and then heads over to his side, nudges him to get access and sinks his hand into retrieve the missing sponge and hands it to him. "Y'know, if you wouldn't have used so much dish soap, you could actually see what you were trying to clean."
"What'dya mean too much soap, it cleans it better."
"Right. Dude, it's like a volcano of suds in here," Jensen says as he scoops out a handful of bubbles and plops it down in the other basin.
"That so? Well here, let me help fix that for ya." Jared grabs a handful of suds and wipes it over Jensen's face.
Jensen sputters, trying to keep the soap from getting into his mouth. "You did not seriously just do that?" he says as he attempts to wipe it away and scoops it from his eyes, still leaving a dollop on his nose.
"Uh, yeah, I think I just did," Jared teases and steps back to admire his handy work and to avoid the inevitable slap.
"Bitch."
Jensen hurries and turns on the faucet and shoots Jared with the full brunt of the sprayer. Jared yells and holds up his hands to block the water but Jensen's aim is relentless. The dogs rush in to see the commotion, Harley ducks to hide behind Jared while Sadie laps at the stream of water like it's a treat. Jared backs up further and tumbles over them both with a horrible sounding thud.
Jensen panics and drops the hose and shoos the dogs away as he bends down to check on him. "Jesus, Jared. I didn't mean-"
His apology is cut short by Jared wrapping his hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down on top of him, Jensen mumbles ahis startled protest into his mouth. Jared's body is cold and the water is already seeping through Jensen's shirt. He's finally giving in and going with it when Jared pushes him off.
Now horny as hell, his dick is hard and straining against the inside of his jeans, so Jensen squawks in frustration when his ass hits the floor. Jared shoots up and rips off his shirt and tosses it at him, the wet fabric slaps against Jensen's now damp chest.
"Know what? Dishes can wait." Jared grins and almost slips into the table when he turns and takes off towards the bedroom. "First one there gets to top."
"Hey!" Jensen struggles to get up, pausing only to turn off the faucet before chasing after him.
Title: 'least it isn't the dewey decimal system
Pairing: Jared/ Jensen
Word Count: ~600
Notes: for
cherry916's prompt Spring cleaningFor Jared, Spring is pretty awesome as a whole. His heart always seems to warm once he sees the snow begin to retreat to allow the grass to grow and he can already hear the birds tweeting from the tree outside.
He stretches, goofy grin plastered on his face that dissolves into a frown when he realizes he's alone in bed.
"Mornin', sunshine. 'bout time you're up," Jensen says to him when he walks into the bedroom and whips open the curtains.
Jared pouts and shields his eyes from the sun, sudden stabs of pain forcing him to bury himself under the covers. Jensen drops a box near his feet and tugs the blanket lower.
"C'mon, Jare, we've got a lot to do today."
Jared scrunches his lips and furrows his brow at Jensen. He realizes he's acting like a child refusing to get up for school, but he doesn't care. It's not that often that they both have a day off and his idea of enjoying it is decidedly not cleaning the house. Unfortunately it's Jensen's favorite part of the season-- the freak.
Jensen's pitiful attempt at sad-facing him is enough to make him laugh, it really is pathetic but he can't help himself from giving in. "Fine, but do I at least get breakfast first?"
Jensen beams and slaps his leg playfully. "Doughnuts and coffee are on the table. But you'd better hurry, Harley was eyeing 'em pretty hard."
That's all it takes for Jared to get up, he plants a quick on Jensen's cheek. "You are my hero!" He hops from the bed and stops only to grab a pair of underwear before hauling ass for the kitchen.
:::
Three rooms and countless trash bags later, Jared is wrapping up the vacuuming while Jensen sits cross-legged in front of the bookcase. He's humming something Jared is pretty sure sounds like Justin Bieber but he's not gonna mention it-- he's learned not to question Jensen's music choice after he overheard him singing Barbie Girl in the shower.
He tosses a bean bag chair next to Jensen and flops down in a graceless thump, grabs the stack of DVDs out of his hand.
"We watching a movie?" Jared asks, hoping for a break.
"Hmm? Maybe in a bit. I'm trying to organize."
Jared looks over at the shelves. Sure they have quite a few movies but Jared's never had a problem finding anything, so he doesn't see the point.
"Wait, are you-" he starts. "You are! Oh my hell, you are seriously alphabetizing them, aren't you? God, you are so anal-"
"Shut it." Jensen shoots him a glare and snatches the movies back. "It's easier to find what's missing if someone borrows one."
"Dude, you sorted the porn too? Who borrows that?"
"Misha," Jensen says nonchalantly and slides Gremlins in between The Goonies and Happy Texas.
"Wait. Misha? Borrows our porn?" Jared looks on in horror.
"Oh, yeah," Jensen says in all seriousness.
"But he's not even-"
"I know," he says and shoves in the last movie and then changes the subject. "So, pizza?"
"You sure do know the way to my heart, Ackles," Jared says, practically purring.
"Hmm. Food and dick. Not really that hard."
"Wanna bet?" Jared laughs and waggles his eyebrows.
Jensen laughs. "I called while you where vacuuming, we have-" He looks down at his watch and then starts to pull off his shirt. "Fourteen minutes left before we psychologically scar the pizza boy. Better get a move on."
Jared grins and fumbles with his buckle and thinks, Okay, maybe Spring cleaning isn't so bad after all.
OMG I WROTE D/C
Dean grunts one last time, pulls out to spray his spunk over Cas's back. A warm puddle of goo quickly turns cold and Cas looks back, question forming before he can speak. "Where were the fireworks? Sam promised me fireworks."
OMG AND THEN I WENT AND WROTE A SASSY PREQUEL
Cas stops mid thrust, his hands clutching tightly around Sam's ankles. Piercing blue eyes shine down at him and Sam curses in frustration.
"What now? Seriously, Cas."
"Am I supposed to be feeling something now, Sam?" His question is in his normal deadpan which just furthers Sam's frustration.
"I sure as hell hope so! You mean to tell me this whole time you've been fucking me, you've felt absolutely jack shit?" Sam slides back, Cas's dick slides out with a squelching pop.
"I've upset you," Cas says and lets go of Sam's legs.
"Yea... no. Hmm, Maybe you're just a bottom? I'd say we could try it but I'm all about the receiving. I bet Dean would, he's a fucking incredible top! Fireworks, baby. Mother fucking fireworks."
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Date: 2011-02-10 07:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-10 10:37 pm (UTC)I'll PM ya about the everafter, cuz it's a whole load of tl;dr. :P
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Date: 2011-02-10 10:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-10 10:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-10 03:16 pm (UTC)"Hmm. Food and dick. Not really that hard."
Hmm yeah, sounds about right! I've told myself I'm not allowed to read that meme until I get stuff done, but I shall make an exception here because I adore your J2. And now I feel warm and fuzzy. ♥
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Date: 2011-02-10 10:42 pm (UTC)Thanks so much, I feel honored that you would read mine. Now I feel warm and fuzzy. ♥♥♥
ETA: stupid computer, I DID NOT TELL YOU TO POST YET!
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Date: 2011-02-11 03:16 am (UTC)<3
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Date: 2011-02-11 04:30 am (UTC)Netta's giving me the sad eyes... can I at least throw her a tomato???
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Date: 2011-02-11 05:15 am (UTC)SORRY NETTA.
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Date: 2011-02-13 06:30 pm (UTC)|Meduza|
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Date: 2011-02-10 07:25 pm (UTC)OKay so I gave you shit about the D/C and Sassy.... but honestly they were crack_a_licious..lol and I love how Cas is very deadpan and unresponsive in the Sassy mostly..lol
Your fills were awesome.. the domestic boys were fun and sexy..
Hugs
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Date: 2011-02-10 11:05 pm (UTC)I am totally gonna write you Sassy for your purpledove fic, AND YOU WILL LOVE IT! >:D
Thank you very much, I'm glad you thought so, they were actually pretty fun to write. <3
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Date: 2011-02-10 11:29 pm (UTC)You write me SASSy and I am coming for your ASS...
love you
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Date: 2011-02-11 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-11 01:15 am (UTC)LOL at Jensen sorting porn 'cause Misha borrows it :D
I love how you make cleaning and doing dishes sound adorable and sexy and not awful lol and I despise any kind of cleaning.
And I enjoyed reading D/C and Sassy :P Poor Cas, though he should try Dean topping a few more times just in case ;)
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Date: 2011-02-11 03:44 am (UTC)Thanks I'm glad you liked 'em. They were fast and fun to do! (even the Cas ones):P
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Date: 2011-04-14 12:03 pm (UTC)I love how bitchy Sam is. And then Cas saying Sam promised him fireworks. Oh, dear. XD
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Date: 2011-05-12 05:52 am (UTC)lol I'm glad you liked my one time foray into D/C and Sassy. :D And the FIREWORKS, baby!
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Date: 2011-05-12 11:43 am (UTC)And yes. Yes, I quite enjoyed that. XD