Below you will find a comprehensive list of all of my fan fiction, organized alphabetically and by fandom. Further information for each story can be found at the original posts, which are linked here.


( One Tree Hill )

( Prison Break )

( Real Person Fiction )

( Supernatural )

20 prompts. 20 Supernatural general series drabbles. 300 words each. Seems simple enough, right? Or...I'm just a little bit masochistic and I'm asking to have my ass handed to me by an exact word quota. We shall see!




( The table )

01.29.09
Current: 2/20

Day #3 of The Sickness. What a total load of crap. I've been up since 7:30 on a Sunday just because I was too uncomfortable to sleep any longer and that makes me sad :(

I do feel...marginally better today, though. Yesterday around early afternoon things got pretty bad. I was so woozy and weak that I couldn't sit up straight and even though I was laying in bed, buried below blankets, I was freezing. And then I spiked a temperature of 101.2 and in spite of being so cold my whole face was bright red and hot and it was making me dizzy and it was just...horrible.

I did doze off for a while, though, and when I woke up it was because I was soaked in sweat. I guess all of the medicine that I pumped into myself helped and my fever broke and I spent the next hour sitting in just my underwear and a tank top, fanning myself, trying to stop the prickly feeling. It was like one extreme to the next but after all that, I started feeling...okay. My headache was so absolutely terrible but after taking some Excedrin and using a bag of frozen corn on the back of my neck, it got better and I spent most of the night feeling relatively normal.

Today the aches and pains are gone and there are no signs of a headache, but I woke up with my throat feeling like a piece of raw meat. Cough syrup, cough drops, hot tea and a popsicle later, it doesn't really feel any better but it's still preferable to how I was feeling yesterday when I was just wishing someone would come along and put me out of my misery. I'm just hoping that with another whole day of medication, I won't be completely miserable tomorrow since I have to go to school. I've only got 5 hours of sick time to play with between now and May 7th and who knows when I may need it.

So. Day #2 of the horrible, unnamed sickness. After taking a cocktail of Ultram and Tylenol last evening and last night and staying up until sometime around 3 in the morning (I've been forced to move out to sit at the kitchen table because hunkering over my laptop in my room kills me), I was feeling pretty good. Not great, but better, and I thought maybe this would be a 24-hour thing.

...Not so much. The few times I woke up this morning it was because I was coughing so hard that my chest was rattling (guess I shouldn't have mentioned that unproductive cough--there's plenty of phlegm now!) and every time that happens, my throat seizes and I choke and my head feels like it's going to explode. The headache/earache combination is probably worse than the cough itself and the fact that my whole body hurts is a load, too. The Ultram helped that so I was considering taking more this morning but my mom just ran out to get me Tylenol Cold daytime formula and some cough syrup so I guess I'll be going with a dose of those two things and seeing how it helps. If it doesn't, back to Ultram and Tylenol.

Also? I think I've acquired a fever. I'm about as pale as a corpse but my cheeks are all flushed and my face is hot but I'm freezing. I can't find a thermometer to check, though :/

This is all very upsetting me. I was so looking forward to my weekend and it's been tainted by this crap and that makes me bitter. Before I know it, it'll be Monday and it'll be back to school and I'll feel like my weekend was nonexistent and it'll just be sad. Sigh.

Title: Presentiment
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: John Winchester/Mary Winchester
Word Count: 300
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Summary: pre - sen - ti - ment [n] An intuitive feeling about the future, especially one of foreboding.
Other: Written for the drabble123 challenge in response to prompt #9, "Blush."
Author's Note: Supernatural and its characters have been manipulated here without the knowledge or consent of Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. Entertainment. No copyright infringement is intended.

( He takes the stairs two at a time, spurred by the acrid smell of smoke, expecting to see leaping flames. )

Title: Eight Below
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Dean Winchester (implied Dean/Sam)
Word Count: 300
Rating: R for language
Spoilers: None
Summary: Minnesota is the last place that anyone should want to be in January.
Other: Written for the drabble123 challenge in response to prompt #6, "Out."
Author's Note: Supernatural and its characters have been manipulated here without the knowledge or consent of Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. Entertainment. No copyright infringement is intended.

( Nothing but a void of grey sky and a thick mantle of snow absorbing sunlight that is too feeble to thaw the deep freeze. The perfect day to stay in bed. )

Title: Explosive Material
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Dean Winchester/Bela Talbot
Word Count: 2,410
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: The entirety of season 3, up through and including episode 3.15, "Time is on My Side"
Summary:We are odd compounds full of explosive material to which circumstances may at any time apply a spark to create results undreamed of.
Other: Having been fascinated by the possibility of exploring what may have resulted in some bastardized version of a relationship between Dean and Bela, I chose them as my pairing for the 1sentence challenge. 50 prompts, 1 sentence each, all outlining the way that I think they may have eventually come together if given the opportunity. It begins in canon and is woven back into canon at the end, but most of what lies in between is nothing but me taking great liberties with two characters I can't claim as my own. I also can't claim anything particularly linear about what is not so much a story as it is snapshots of a story that was never told.
Author's Note: Supernatural and its characters have been manipulated here without the knowledge or consent of Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. Entertainment. No copyright infringement is intended.

( Appropriately, his first memory of Bela isn't of Bela at all, but of an engaging Biggerson's waitress named Kary. )

So, I woke up today and realized that it's been exactly two weeks since Chicago and my second succession of con adventures and that I still have said absolutely nothing about it. Fail. Epic fail.

The problem is that I've been putting reports of the weekend off thus far because I really wanted to be as thorough as I was when I did my reports of L.A. Con back in March and...it's dawned on me that I'm simply never going to get a chance to do that. In March I wasn't working, I wasn't in school, I wasn't doing anything and I had a lot of time to sit around and ramble about my fangirl exploits and though I still have a fair amount of time to sit around and do nothing, I'm too lazy to do that in-depth thing. Besides that, the sleep that weekend was minimal at best and all of the days sort of ended up running together. I can barely remember what happened and when!

But, you know, you all don't really care to hear all the little details about what I did in Chicago unless they have to do with the super fun con guests, do you? Naaaah. You want J2 stories! And pictures! At least, that's what I want when I read other con reports, so I'm operating on the assumption that one big, giant pic spam and some key tales will be enough to bring those who are interested up to speed on the amazing time that I had and to quell this weird self-reproach that I have for being so goddamn lazy. Besides that, there are about a hundred other people who have thoroughly detailed all of the Q&A panels and the events of the weekend and who have shared pictures and videos. At least I've had all of my pictures from the Q&A panels uploaded for your viewing pleasure for quite some time. If you missed those, you can find them all here. Enjoy!

And now? On to the pictures that (almost) chronologically tell the story of the weekend of November 14th-16th 2008. Sigh. So tiring but so much fun.

ETA: If this appears on your flist twice, I apologize! When I posted it originally I somehow put it on a filter and now that I've taken it off, I don't know how that will effect its placement on my friends' friend pages!

( Click it, fangirls! )

I know, I know, I suck! I've been home from Chicago since very late Monday night, but didn't get back from Rachel's house in Pittsburgh until Tuesday morning and had to go straight to school. Since then I've had class every day (not to mention that in those classes, I had baking proficiencies, a mid-term and a written unit final exam) and in the evenings I've had homework or have just been too damn tired to be efficient. I've been weeding through the few hundred photos I took at the con for days now, rotating and resizing as I go, and I'm finally done! A lot of them could probably use some color adjustment since the light in the hotel is really horrible, but they came out nice and clear (taken from Row B in the ballroom and the very first table at breakfast) and that's what I wanted!

Anyway, here are links to all of the individual albums. Feel free to share any of these pictures and/or use them in any way you see fit, as long as you credit me, preferably by LJ username. Because I certainly wasn't going to tag or watermark all of these! So...enjoy! And please excuse the slapdash quality of these little preview pictures. It was just so that you could garner an idea about what the pictures look like without clicking the links :)

Morning from Chicago, flist! It's not even 9:30 in the morning here and we didn't go to bed until 5:00 in the morning (YEAH, I KNOW, RIGHT?) but somehow...we are all awake. "We" being my wonderful band of crazies, notyourstarx0, herowlness and sarah_p! After the four of us having converged here at the Wyndham O'Hare from three different states entirely, you would think that we would have all sacked out early and slept late, but...OH NO. We're currently in the process of showering and getting dressed and that leaves time to finally update you all and say hey!

Last night, Sarah and Lizzy got in to our hotel at a respectable 7:00 or so p.m. but Rachel and I didn't taxi into O'Hare until quarter of midnight. Luckily, we were able to catch a shuttle with relative ease and in spite of tromping through the rain, we made it here intact at around 12:30 (or perhaps later, says Sarah, "No, it was around 1!") and were able to come straight up to our suite (bedroom with two beds and a bathroom, adjoined to a living room with an unstocked bar and another bathroom!) and and skip the check-in process entirely. Naturally, Lizzy was asleep and Sarah was reading...some book for school that she's never going to touch again this weekend now that we're all here.

Though we were vastly unproductive and loud for well over an hour, we did settle down eventually for a rousing round of Circle of Death. Which sounds a lot more ominous than it is. Quell your fast-rising mental images of anything that involves sharp weapons or bloodshed and instead picture us sitting in a circle on the floor and playing a card game (the cards are fanned in a circle, each person draws a card and each card has its own mini-game or set of rules) drinking cocktails of Hawaiian Punch & vodka, Sierra Mist & Strawberry Schnapps-something-something and Pepsi & Captain Morgan. More craziness definitely ensued. Such as the repeated use of the word "pa-whore" and phrase, "tab A, slot B," having to divulge a Jared and/or Jensen sexual fantasy before every drink and a slightly drunken reenactment of a certain dances to a certain Survivor song. We were supposed to be watching last night's episode of SPN after all of this (Lizzy got right on downloading it for Rachel and I since we missed it and she and Sarah were lucky enough to see it while here D:) but the boozin' interfered and we eventually called it a very, very late night in favor of passing out straight away.

There is the abridged version of what I've been doing up until right now. And now that you know everything you never needed to know, I can get to the point and say, yeah, I'm here, I'm GREAT, I love these girls and I'm so excited for the rest of the weekend! And with that note, I'm going to leave you so that I can take my shower and we can go register and FINALLY get something to eat! More from me later, hope you're all having a lovely Friday, wherever you are!

ETA: This is sarah_p, hijacking Erin's journal while she's brushing her teeth...BECAUSE I CAN. I would like to clarify that while the other girls might have spent the ENTIRE EVENING mocking my choice of Jensen and Jared sexual fantasies, that SARAN WRAP is a totally valid form of sexy expression, and THEY JUST WISH THEY HAD THOUGHT OF IT FIRST.

This ends this special interruption--please return to doing whatever you were doing in Erin's journal.

Title: Choosing You
Fandom: RPF
Characters: Jared Padalecki/Sandra McCoy
Word Count: 376
Rating: G
Summary: Like any happy couple, Jared and Sandy make the choice to expand their family - by four legs.
Other: A short and sweet little fic written based on a prompt by earthquakedream at ohnokripkedidnt. If you're looking for something profound and fluff-free, don't look here!
Author's Note: Jared and Sandy belong to themselves and, as I see it, to one another. As much as I wish that they could belong to me, they don't! They sure are fun to play with, though!

( He loves to see her so happy. And it's the smallest things that seem to make her happiest. )

Title: She Smiles
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Bela Talbot (mentions of Sam and Dean Winchester, Lilith)
Word Count: 2,241
Rating: PG for some language and sensitive themes
Spoilers: Up through and including episode 3.15, "Time is on My Side"
Summary: Sometimes a simple smile is all a woman has to conceal much darker shades of her existence.
Other: I woke up one morning with this story in my head. I just wish that writing it had been as easy for me as coming up with it in the first place! Who knew that something so short and straightforward would eat my brain and consume so much time!
Author's Note: Supernatural and its characters have been manipulated here without the knowledge or consent of Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. Entertainment. No copyright infringement is intended.

( She smiles with a pride she is unaccustomed to the first time she is addressed as Bela. Miss Talbot, she hears herself being called. )

♥ 12 text icons
♥ Quotes from Creation's Salute to Supernatural in L.A.
♥ {01-04} Jensen Ackles
♥ {05-07} Jared Padalecki
♥ {08} Sandra McCoy
♥ {09-11} Eric Kripke
♥ {12} Jared & Jensen
♥ Comments are lovely, credit is a must!



( +12 )

So. Because it was at about this time (PST - not EST, though that works, too) last week that I was in the presence of Jared and Jensen after months and months of anticipatory waiting, I feel as though I should really finish up with my reviews from the weekend in Los Angeles for the convention. I mean, I don't want to drag this over into week two so I'm just going to cut to the chase, mmkay?

I'll try not to be terribly, painfully long-winded because I really just want to get the details out before they start getting blurry D: Oh, the horror! There are already a few things here and there that aren't standing out as vividly (there was just so much to take in and it was such a whirlwind!) and that makes me sad. So very sad. But, right, onward.

( Sunday, March 30th: Part III )

Okay, how truly horrible is it that, five days later, I'm still lusting over that damn bed at the LAX Marriott?! I think that it's becoming quickly obvious that no bed will ever compare. Sigh. It's just the cold, harsh truth.

But who am I to continue flooding my journal with complaints about how my bed is now perfectly inadequate? I'm really here to type up part two of my review of Sunday at the convention. Who knows how long-winded this one will be but, um, I'm gonna dive in! This one isn't nearly as image-heavy (external links are in use) so you don't have to worry about your computer having a meltdown if you click on the cut :D

( Sunday, March 30th: Part II )

So, did I mention that on Sunday I met Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki? Did I?!

Oh, right! YES. I guess I did mention that. Maybe once or twice. And I think some of you are probably waiting for some pictures of the pretty that is J2 so I'm just going to get right down to business with that. I do plan on giving a review for the whole day but since it's going to be super image heavy, I'm doing it in two parts. Maybe three, if it becomes necessary. But here we go with the first part!

( Sunday, March 30th: Part I )

Okay, so, I love my bed but it is absolutely nothing in comparison to the amazing beds at the LAX Marriott. Seriously, when I crawled into bed last night I was severely unimpressed by my level of mediocre comfort. UGH. Can we just go back to L.A. already?

That being said, I'm already in Jared & Jensen withdrawal and I miss having everything being all about Supernatural, all day. Damn that convention for getting under my skin and whatnot. Since notyourstarx0 and I are already basically trying to plot a way to go to another. Maybe Chicago? L.A. next year?

Um, before I go off on that tangent, I'm just going to dive into recapping day two of the convention. Last night I uploaded all my pictures and did some resizing and cropping and it took forever so I thought I'd get a fresh start today and pick up where I left off while still in L.A. I already wrote about our adventures on Friday night, so on to Saturday! I'm just going to put it under a cut so that I can add pictures where I see fit and I don't completely flood my friends list.

( Saturday, March 29th )

Wonderful things to come!


I've spent so much time already this evening resizing and cleaning up pictures. I've taken probably about three hundred-ish over the weekend and they require attention to detail, as do my reviews of...um...every single little thing. So I just wanted to post and say that today was the best day ever and that the boys and a few other unexpectedly fantastic people were the highlight of my life and I love them all something crazy.

You can look forward to tons and tons of pictures and me squealing about the most minute of details in the near future. Likely on Tuesday when I'm back home in boring ol' Pennsylvania. Without J2 D:

Ya'll, I haven't slept in something like 40 hours (Rachel is sacked out on her tremendously comfy bed as I type this) and yet I can't go to bed until I update. That's just sad. But I know that if I don't update as the weekend unfurls, I'll lose the details and I won't be able to review with the attention the whole event deserves! So here I am.

As stated in my previous post, Rachel and I did managed to get a cab earlier in the afternoon and we rode the few miles to Manhattan Beach but we didn't actually go to the beach itself yet. We went to Manhattan City Mall instead in search of bathing suits because we were stupid and didn't pack any and we wanted to be able to take advantage of the gorgeous pool and jacuzzi at our hotel. The cab transport was without a hitch if not for the fact that we only went a few miles and ended up paying over $18 because we got stuck sitting in traffic O_O But then we both bought new bathing suits at Macy's and dropped way more than that so it isn't quite significant in the grand scheme of things.

From Macy's we decided it was finally time for that long overdue meal so we had dinner at Islands Fine Burgers & Salads. We shared some deliciiiious cheddar fries and Rachel had some spicy chicken soft tacos that were apparently as good as my Maui burger (swiss cheese and guacamole!) and our long lasting hunger was cured and it must have given us our second wind because we ended up walking away from the mall and down onto residential streets in Manhattan Beach. We were basically enthralled by the houses on these streets. OMG, were they gorgeous! We promptly decided (after seeing one too many beautiful, manicured lawns and stone driveways and stucco houses with etchings on the glass windows and flowers and citrus trees growing out front) that we need to move here to Los Angeles even if it's only so we can live in one of those houses! They were just so pretty and storybook perfect and we probably spent a good half an hour or more walking up and down the sidewalks looking at them. Each one seemed to be nicer than the next!

Eventually we did decide it was time to get back to the hotel, though, so we went back to the mall that we started at to get concierage to call us a cab (though not before I stopped at Babystyle to get my niece or nephew the cutest stuffed turtle toy). It showed up pretty quickly and we made it back to the Marriott on only $13 this time instead over $20 with tip included. Whew.

By then it was time for registration for the convention! We have the gold passes for the weekend so we went down around 7 to sign in :D And the hardcore geekiness set in right about them. We got our awesome tickets put in lanyards and had our bracelets for the weekend put on our wrists and traded in our photo op ticket print-outs for actual photo cards. And it really didn't even take long, which was great. The small amount of time we did spend in line lead to our marveling over how we are...uh, basically fetuses in comparison to most everyone else attending the convention. There are a few younger people here and there but we probably have to be some of the youngest and we were both pretty surprised by the major demographic seeming to be people in their late twenties and older. I guess we weren't expecting it but it was cool to see that the show has fans of all ages and walks of life.

But, right...after registration we went back to our room with the intentions of getting in the jacuzzi for a while before Jason's concert at 9:15. So we changed into our bathing suits and went outside only to find that there were already to guys in the jacuzzi, both talking on cell phones. It was really fucking awkward so we just kind of decided to skip the jacuzzi for then. So we sat outside for a little while and talked before going back in, changing and heading down for Jason's show. Which was excellent!

Our seats for the weekend are D25 and 26 so we're in the fifth row respectively, on the right hand side, in the middle of the row. Not as great as those lucky bastards with front row seats but still really great! We had a perfectly nice view of Jason through the duration of his concert (which lasted for approximately an hour and a half or a little more) and were definitely close enough for it to feel like a very personal experience, which might not have been the case sitting in East Bumfuck.

So, yes, Jason was great! He doesn't look anything like himself because he's putting on weight and growing out his hair and a beard for a movie he's working on but he definitely sounded like himself and I really enjoyed hearing him sing. It was low-key and he had fun talking with us and joking around in between songs and I was most impressed by how at ease he was up there by himself; just Jason and a guitar. He can carry a crowd for sure and he sang a lot of great songs of his that I know and a few that I don't know. The highlights for me were definitely hearing "Without You" (this is my favorite song!) and his cover of "Crazy Love." Which of course lead him to mention how he got bombarded with so many requests for a recorded version of him singing the song with Jensen doing accompaniment that he actually got Jensen to record a studio version of the song with him recently! They were actually selling the one-song single and we definitely snapped that right up and listened to immediately. Of course Jensen and Jason sound lovely harmonizing together but Jensen actually sings the whole second verse and, my God, I think the temperature in the room went up! He's just fantastic and....guh. This .mp3 is going to get so damn overplayed.

Anyway, after purchasing the CD after the concert, we retired back to our room to get comfy and here we are. Rachel is still sleeping and I'm still typing this and all I want to do is go to bed! So I leave you with pictures from the day and a promise of more from me sometime tomorrow!

ETA: I apologize to anyone reading this who isn't on my flist and ends up having to skim through all of my rambling for the stuff about the convention itself. Hee. Sorry!

( Friday, March 28th )