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happy belated v-day! after like 6 months of pseudo-writer's block, this thing ATE my BRAIN this week. every spare moment. seriously.
also, this pops my rps cherry. crazy, huh?
damn, I need a chris/jensen icon. hook a sister up?
Motorcycle Drive-by
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thatotherperv
CW RPS Jensen/Chris, NC-17ish
Summary: Just your average boy-meets-boy. The beginning of a beautiful friendship.
appearances by David Boreanaz, Nicholas Brenden, and the usual cw suspects
Disclaimer: So not real, but I wish. grateful for their work. no harm meant.
So much love tomadame_meretrix for the beta and lending me her ever-brilliant mind, to denied_heaven for tolerating with my incessant Chris questions, and nyghtpet just because. She didn't touch this one, but Christ knows those three should get props on everything I do, for letting me subject them to the 10 billion fic fragments that never make it to fruition. They keep me going when I wanna give up.
Note: Title is from 3EB's song of the same name. I tried to keep the timing generally true to life, but I fudged it in places. Notably, I fudged Jensen's timing on Smallville by like 3 years.
( First time Chris ever laid eyes on Jensen, he was standing alone in the corner of some bullshit networking orgy that Hollywood called a party. His shirt was, hand-to-God, a denim button-down two shades darker than his ranch-fit jeans and how a goddamn model thought that was alright, he'd never know. )
also, this pops my rps cherry. crazy, huh?
damn, I need a chris/jensen icon. hook a sister up?
Motorcycle Drive-by
Author:
thatotherpervCW RPS Jensen/Chris, NC-17ish
Summary: Just your average boy-meets-boy. The beginning of a beautiful friendship.
appearances by David Boreanaz, Nicholas Brenden, and the usual cw suspects
Disclaimer: So not real, but I wish. grateful for their work. no harm meant.
So much love to
madame_meretrix for the beta and lending me her ever-brilliant mind, to denied_heaven for tolerating with my incessant Chris questions, and nyghtpet just because. She didn't touch this one, but Christ knows those three should get props on everything I do, for letting me subject them to the 10 billion fic fragments that never make it to fruition. They keep me going when I wanna give up.Note: Title is from 3EB's song of the same name. I tried to keep the timing generally true to life, but I fudged it in places. Notably, I fudged Jensen's timing on Smallville by like 3 years.
( First time Chris ever laid eyes on Jensen, he was standing alone in the corner of some bullshit networking orgy that Hollywood called a party. His shirt was, hand-to-God, a denim button-down two shades darker than his ranch-fit jeans and how a goddamn model thought that was alright, he'd never know. )
