Poetry: Little Bomb (PG-13)

I'm in a very write-y mood. Be prepared for lots of spamming today.


Little Bomb

You’re kind of like me, aren’t you?
You’re kind of fucked up, black and blue.
You kind of want me, don’t you, babe?

But I’ll end up in a body bag
‘Cause you’re the one with a knife in his pocket
‘Cause you’re the one who loves the taste of blood
And me? I kind of like living
My fucked up life

You’re sort of in the shadows, now.
You’re sort of afraid to step too close.
You sort of hate the truth, don’t you, honey?

But someone’s gotta tell you
‘Cause you’re the one with the sharp teeth
‘Cause you’re the one who likes it rough
And me? I sort of like living
My shadowy life

So jerk off hard,
Bite your own arm,
Think of my thighs
Wrapped around your waist.

Tick away, little bomb
‘Cause your fuse is too short
And it won’t give me anything
I haven’t already got

Ficlet Blurbs!

Anatomy of a Hug
Jensen, Jared; PG
written originally for dev_earl

( See, the thing is…the thing is, Jared’s a tactile person. )

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Autumn, Children
Sam, Dean; PG, angst
dedicated to _3amconfession. maybe, eventually, i'll get back into the angsty groove for you, hon.

( Sam left on a Tuesday. )

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Your Nuts Roasting On An Open Fire
Jensen/Jared; PG-13
also written for _3amconfession but never finished. i suck, kim, i'm sorry!

( “You’re cute when you’re trying not to freeze to death,” Jared says. )

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Jealous of Your Cigarette (The Original)
Sam/Dean; PG-13
how the fic i wrote dullemarulle was originally supposed to go. and then jensen went, "wait, wait, i like to get pushed around! write me!"

( Dean loves to make Sam jealous. )

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On My Way Off the Barstool
Dean, Angel; PG-13
i...really have no excuse for this crossover.

( “You’re not so bad for a—*hic*—creature of darkness. Have good hair—ver-very nice hair.” )

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You Know How I Like It
original femmeslash; R
you trust me, right? um. right??

( Let's take this slow, she says, and she's smirking. )

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Cotton Candy Sweet
Sam/Dean; PG-13
originally for poisontaster. but, um, then i wrote her wee!chesters. w00t.

( It’s far from the worst thing they’ve ever done for a job, sitting out on a sun-drenched hill. )

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Exaudi Vocem Meam
Sam/Remus; R
aww, baby's first spn fic. too bad it's a crossover. pls don't eat me.

( Sam feels that the universe really must hate him. )

Holy crap, I'm sorry. That got kind of long, didn't it? Jesus Christ.

Okay, so, feel free to throw tomatos at me

( Supernatural 2x06 Spoilers )