Happy Late Birthdays, oy

Hi guys! I'm late to wish you happy birthday, but surely you're still celebrating, it's still March! :)


matryoshkarose Hope you celebrated in style!

strlingdragnfly I'm thinking of you and hoping all is going well!

elsmoka Happy Late Birthday, kiddo!

miche_connor I know this isn't your beat anymore, but wishing you a happy birthday anyway. I really miss you here.

SpN: Non Timebo Mala 23/?

Title: Non Timebo Mala
Author: roxy
Pairings/Characters: Dean/OCs, Sam/OCs, Dean/Sam
Rating:R
Word Count: 3609
Spoilers: might be considered spoilery for All Hell Breaks Loose
Summary: Sam Winchester is looking for the ultimate weapon, one that will destroy the demon who destroyed his family. Dean Kane was raised to be a maker of weapons. He was just the man Sam needed.

Notes/Warnings: This is my AU version of the Colt's making. Increeeedibly AU. It's completely a child of my wild imaginings; thus, expect anachronisms and flagrant display of personal fanon. Warnings for sex (occasional het and M/M, incest, rape.)

OMG, you guys--I just can't. This is all I managed to get out and I've been working on it forever and I've got nothing. I'm almost in TEARS here. What the fuck...I feel like a big bowl of sugar frosted fail-ios....*sob*

Story.

Green eyes held his hand out and Sam had to tear his eyes away from the play of muscle. "Dean. Pleased to meet you," he said, but at the moment Sam looked up, he could see in the man's eyes, in the twist of his mouth, he was anything but. Sam grinned wide, held his hand tight and shook it, a little hard. He was used to that look, to being assessed and found lacking. He smiled a bit wider, put everything he had into it and tried not to…to laugh.
( I'm real damn pleased to meet you, Dean. Real pleased. )