Disclaimer Comment Fic

[raeschae]

Okay, so I'm about to get ready to head to work, but I wanted to let you all know that the next installment in the Disclaimer Verse is coming. I'll post it on Monday, and I'm saving it for reasons you will find out on that day.

In the meantime, I'm itching to write something short and sweet . . . Last time I offered up comment fic, it wasn't that specific, but this time, I really wanna write some short Disclaimer. Conversations, snippets, nothing over 1,000 words. I'm going to try to keep them to 500. So don't prompt me with something epic, but if there's a short little something you'd like to see, let me know and I'll try to get it up in the next forty-eight to seventy-two hours, depending on the demand.

I don't put time limits on most of these posts, but this one will close on Sunday, April 11.

OH, and just so you know, it doesn't have to be J2. I'll write anyone in the Disclaimer Verse.

ETA: As much fun as this has been (and it really has been awesome!), this meme is now closed. Under the cut, you will find links to 23 individual threads - that's twenty-frickin'-three Disclaimer time stamps. Insanity. You guys astound me with your love for these boys, and I was surprised and overwhelmed to see which parts of their lives stick with you, and which ones you want to know more about.

Thanks to everyone who left a prompt, and to those of you who left other comments, after they were written. Y'all never cease to leave me speechless.



1. Jensen is injured and can't dye his own hair. - for witchy78

2. Brayden's first disasterous attempt to trick out his bike. - for vamphile

3. Jared and Chad hanging out and being BFF's. - for plastacine_star

4. Jared being jealous/possessive while clueless Jensen gets hit on. - for ellyk29

5. Jensen meets Mike before he buys Ollie. - for live_laugh_love

6. future!fic: Brayden getting married. - for chekiita

7. An intervention. - for nightporters

8. Jensen dragging Jared to a concert. - for akadougal

9. Brayden's friend hits on Jensen. Jared is possessive. - for krisd81

10. Jared and Jensen's first anniversary tattoo. - for lasvegas_lights (and several others)

11. Jared finds Jensen contemplating life at Ollie. - for nickgregfan

12. Brayden and Demi schmoop. - for taintedlove

13. Jensen missing Jared while Jared is away on business. - for kubis

14. Chris/Danneel/Steve the morning after a hook up. - for kskitten

15. Brayden has trouble asking the guys for something he needs. - for sothcweden

16. Jensen watches Jared shave in the morning. - for kissesxobecki

17. Femslash, of the Katie/Genevieve variety. - for kiwiana

18. Jared sustains a minor injury, and doesn't tell Jensen. - for naranga

19. Brayden asks Sophia for advice on girls. - for gemini8

20. The night after the morning after the prequel. - for jesseofthenorth

21. Jared wants Jensen to make an appearance on the last episode of his show. - for stellarluna35

22. Jensen's mom is a total fangirl for Slinging Ink. - for plasticine_star

23. Jared talks about his tattoos. - for bellaaurora

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[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Be home late. Gonna skate for awhile.

That's the text Jared gets from Jensen at eleven thirty on a balmy Thursday night.

At two, he stops waiting up and tries to get some sleep.

He gives up trying at two thirty.

By two thirty-nine, he's rolling his bike to a stop outside the back gate at Ollie.

The night is silent, undisturbed save for the gentle lapping of the waves down on the shore. Peaceful. Occasionally, the wind whispers through the trees, but it's barely enough to cause a stir. Tranquil.

The absence of wheels on asphalt tells Jared exactly where to find his boyfriend. They've run this drill enough for him to know it by heart at this point.

Still, knowing where to find Jensen doesn't really prepare Jared for seeing him.

On a normal day, Jensen is pretty damn beautiful. But tonight? Lit by the moon and a few security lights over head, he's kind of breathtaking. On the floor of the pipe, he lays long and lean, pale skin a stark contrast to the polished wood. His right heel nearly reaches the concrete at the edges, and his head is propped up on his favorite board, its lemon yellow surface the perfect compliment to his cobalt blue hair.

His left knee is bent, foot flat on the floor, and his right hand is tapping a slow rhythm along with whatever song he's humming at the moment. Jared doesn't have to move closer to know that his eyes are closed, that he's lost in the feel of the pipe, the park, the life that he loves so goddamn much.

It's impossible to pass up the opportunity to snap a picture with his phone, one that will later become his wallpaper, no doubt. And when he's done, he approaches as quietly as he can.

Wordlessly, he lowers himself to the floor, perpendicular Jensen's left side, and leans himself back against the pipe wall, ankles crossed and hands resting against his stomach. “Good day?” he finally asks when Jensen rolls his head Jared's direction.

His eyes open, flecks of green catching in the overhead light and sparkling behind coal-smudged lids, and a lazy smile spreads over his lips. “It was pretty fuckin' rad,” he admits, allowing the board to roll back and forth a little as he returns his gaze to the sky.

“Any particular reason?”

Jensen's mouth purses as he contemplates his answer. “Not really. Just . . . sun was out. Muses were cooperatin'. Good vibes. Good times.” His eyes drift shut again, and Jared watches his face for a minute, in complete awe of the serenity and complete relaxation there. “I'm a lucky man, Jay.”

Jared wants to say that he's the lucky one. Instead, he says, “Blessed.” He's not a religious man, but Jensen is, and the way he lets his arm fall against the ground, palm upturned as he motions for Jared to join him, tells Jared that he appreciates the concession.

“C'mere,” he invites, voice so low it's practically a whisper.

It's not the most graceful he's ever been, but eventually Jared manages to lay himself out next to Jensen, pressed together from thighs to shoulders. He wants to run his fingers up the inseam of Jensen's jeans and roll his face until he can capture Jensen's lips in his own.

He settles, though, for angling his foot and waiting. It only takes a few seconds for Jensen's to hook an ankle, and together they fall into another rapt silence.

“We should probably go home eventually.” Jared doesn't know what time it is when he makes the suggestion. Truth be told, he doesn't really care.

“We will,” Jensen assures him, his fingers wrapping around Jared's between their sides. “Just not quite ready for the day to end.”

In crystal clarity, Jared gets it. He just shakes his head enough to nudge the board a little and says, “Yeah. Not yet.”

[naranga.livejournal.com]

Ohmy. I loooved that <3 Such a sweet moment!

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[nickgregfan.livejournal.com]

This... THIS ... was everything I wanted and MORE. Thank you

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

You are very welcome.

You painted an amazing visual to start with, so I'm glad I could do it justice.

(Sorry there was no public molesting.)

[nickgregfan.livejournal.com]

Well my imagination went off from wher eyou ended...and yea. THAT painted a pretty picture. LOL

I just ADORE your writing, and i'm going to keep stalking this promp post for more. Were you shocked that I didn't want to beat on poor Jensen this time??? LOL

And you know *whistles looking around* if you NEED a preview audience for monday's post, I'm always here. LOL (can't blame a girl for trying right?)

[bellaaurora.livejournal.com]

So perfect and chill. Gorgeous!

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

[sprnaturalgrl.livejournal.com]

I can't say it enough, I fucking LOVE this 'verse.

[jmystic.livejournal.com]

*happy sighs*