Title: Shelter From The Storm
Author:
misslucyjane
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Warning: Post season-4, playing with some rumors.
Word Count: 1140
Rating: G
Summary: “I kind of miss you when you’re gone. I kind of worry.”
Notes: Written for the
deancastiel “Roll the Dice” challenge. Theme: blankets.
Monthly Archives: July 2009
The Skies Cannot Ignore Us
Title: The Skies Cannot Ignore Us
Author:
misslucyjane
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Warning: Spoilers for “The Rapture,” “When the Levee Breaks” and “Lucifer Rising”
Word Count: 2090
Rating: R
Summary: I don’t know wonder well enough to recognize it when I see it.
Notes: This is the end of the All Souls and Angels series. Title is from “The Beginning is the End is the Beginning” by the Smashing Pumpkins.
Beating Like Moth’s Wings
Title: Beating Like Moth’s Wings
Author:
misslucyjane
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam, Castiel
Warning: post season-4
Word Count: 1150
Rating: R
Summary: Sam has withdrawals. Castiel tries some tough love.
Notes: Lyrics prompts game! For
vensre.
Whose side are you on?
What side is this anyways?
Put down your sword and crown
Come lay with me on the groundYou come beating like moth’s wings
Spastic and violently
Whipping me into a storm
Shaking me down to the core
But you run away from me
And you left me shimmering
Like diamond wedding rings
Spinning dizzily down on the floor“Moth’s Wings,” Passion Pit
Weak In The Knees
Title: Weak in the Knees
Author:
misslucyjane
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Warning: no spoilers
Word Count: 500
Rating: R
Summary: “What would you do if I kissed you?”
Notes: Lyrics prompt game! For
hardticket.
I’m weak in the knees for you,
but I’ll stand if you want me to.
My legs are strong, and I’ll move on,
but honey I’m weak, in the knees, for you“Weak in the knees,” Serena Ryder
To Live Afresh
Title: To Live Afresh
Author:
misslucyjane
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto Jones, Gwen Cooper
Warning: Spoilers for Children of Earth
Word Count: 155
Rating: General
Summary: A conversation that never was.
Notes: For
dawning_star, who wanted a fix-it drabble.
“To regret deeply is to live afresh.”
— Henry David Thoreau
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Apocalyptic Love Songs Master Post

Fic title: Apocalyptic Love Songs
Author name:
misslucyjane
Artist name:
mrstotten
Genre: slash (m/m)
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17 (violence, sex, language)
Word count: 63,900
Warnings/Spoilers: An alternative ending to season 4. Goes AU after “It’s a Terrible Life.” Massive Dean whumpage.
Summary: The days are ticking down to the Apocalypse, the last guardian of the Holy Grail is dead, Sam Winchester is growing closer to going Dark Side and Dean Winchester is in love with the last person he ever expected. Castiel and three mysterious women send the brothers on a cross-country quest for the four Grail treasures, while they run from both a sorcerer with grudge and a nameless monster. Injured and uncertain he can actually stop the Apocalypse, Dean struggles to save the world, his brother, and the Grail, and to find a way to be with the angel he loves.
Link to fic: download .pdf | download .doc
Link to art: art
Apocalyptic Love Songs Prologue
Prologue
There is a story that hunters tell each other in bar rooms and rest stops, on dark nights around camp fires, or while drinking beers in the beds of their trucks. It’s the story of two brothers — one ordinary, one Chosen — who faced every demon and monster imaginable before they fought their final fight.
How much of it is true, few hunters know. Some of them think none of it is. Others claim to have witnessed a scene or two.
It’s a story with many endings, the way the hunters tell it, and none of them are even certain how it began. But still they tell it, and clink their beers together or nod in understanding, and thank God they’re not the Winchesters.
Apocalyptic Love Songs 1
Apocalyptic Love Songs 2
Two
Do you live by the book, do you play by the rules
Do you care what is thought by others about you
If this day is all that is promised to you
Do you live for the future, the present, the past
—”Unsung Psalm”, Tracy Chapman