Untitled (AU; JongYu; PG)

This is for @sleepyjonghyun, who is celebrating her birthday today. I don’t know if you still know me, LOL. We haven’t talked for a long time. Also I’m sorry it is rushed. I’m always rushing fics recently sigh.

2457 words.

Jonghyun stifled a yawn as he tried to keep up with his dog. It was too early—his work always had been too early for him—and he regretted staying up late to finish that game he just downloaded. But no matter how much he complained he still had to be at work by 8 am and before that, take Roo to the dog sitter.

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Dude, where's my dick?
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by DrunkenColaBottle

Sam and Dean wakes up in a motel room with no recollection of how they got there. They’re also women, which is odd. Join them as they, together with a certain angel, try to figure out what the heck is going on.

This is set some time after season 8, although Cas is still an angel and Hell’s been sealed up.

Words: 2457, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English



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this time is making me (slip through your hands)
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by linzeestyle

Steve looks around the suite, thinking about the SHIELD and SSR files he’s read, the papers Natasha gave him from Kiev. There had been plenty of information on handling the Soldier: cryofreeze, the violence and amnesia immediately following reanimation, upgrades to the arm and a catalogue of injuries to more fragile, human flesh. But Steve hadn’t read a thing on how they’d cared for the Soldier, kept him awake and stable during his missions. He doesn’t know where Bucky slept — was he fed? Did someone bathe him? — and it gnaws at him now, the details he didn’t think to consider. He sits back on his haunches and tries again, hands at a safe distance. “It’s just me, Bucky.

Can I touch you?”

Words: 2457, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



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this time is making me (slip through your hands)
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by linzeestyle

Steve looks around the suite, thinking about the SHIELD and SSR files he’s read, the papers Natasha gave him from Kiev. There had been plenty of information on handling the Soldier: cryofreeze, the violence and amnesia immediately following reanimation, upgrades to the arm and a catalogue of injuries to more fragile, human flesh. But Steve hadn’t read a thing on how they’d cared for the Soldier, kept him awake and stable during his missions. He doesn’t know where Bucky slept — was he fed? Did someone bathe him? — and it gnaws at him now, the details he didn’t think to consider. He sits back on his haunches and tries again, hands at a safe distance. “It’s just me, Bucky.

Can I touch you?”

Words: 2457, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



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this time is making me (slip through your hands)
read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/Yx1Mf5

by linzeestyle

Steve looks around the suite, thinking about the SHIELD and SSR files he’s read, the papers Natasha gave him from Kiev. There had been plenty of information on handling the Soldier: cryofreeze, the violence and amnesia immediately following reanimation, upgrades to the arm and a catalogue of injuries to more fragile, human flesh. But Steve hadn’t read a thing on how they’d cared for the Soldier, kept him awake and stable during his missions. He doesn’t know where Bucky slept — was he fed? Did someone bathe him? — and it gnaws at him now, the details he didn’t think to consider. He sits back on his haunches and tries again, hands at a safe distance. “It’s just me, Bucky.

Can I touch you?”

Words: 2457, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/Yx1Mf5
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