the race is not for the swift

So, hi.

I don't know if you guys have seen, but lost_witness has this icon, a photoshop of Jensen and Jared looking a little bit younger than they do now. Me, Max, Cee and Tress were utterly gobsmacked by this icon for, like, a solid hour the other day, and I determined I must have one, or something slightly like it. Lostie was kind enough to make one for me, and allow me to make one of my own, and I'm still playing around with it. But I promised her boyish Winchesters in return, and so I deliver.


( Ward )

Yet more in the endless Supernatural stream-of-consciousness. I think this fits into Max's crack!fic, here. These boys are in the same verse, but earlier.

( Sleight of Hand )

Hi. So, a while ago, I wrote this piece called The Villain. If you liked that, you might like this; it's a sequel. If you didn't read that, you might give it a try. Unless, of course, you don't care for HP RPS.

If you are part of my real life, go away. Or, know this: I am going to hell. To. Hell. (Note the subtle code above.) And unless you want to come with me, you turn right around and march your butt back to whatever it was you were doing before. Y'hear? *looks at you sternly*

( The Hero )

Oh, holy crap, have I been busy.

the_shag_pile is really heating up, I'm halfway through the new Harry Potter book, I spent all weekend gaming, and now I'm at work trying really hard not to fall asleep.  There are not enough hours in the day.

On Saturday, Daniel Radcliffe turns sixteen.  Happy birthday, Dan.  I certainly never made any promises to anyone regarding this happy day, so enjoy your new legal status.  *facepalm*

This is neat.

*begins checking friendslist*  *uses filter*  *uses short filter*  OMG you guys.

ETA: OMG hilarious. /self-mock