Evil Wrapped in a Fangirl Disguise

Just Want Your Kiss
Jensen/Misha
R
1200
After being kissed by Jensen on the carpet outside, Misha finds himself cornered at the party.

This fic is for spacefragments and aldehyde. Sadly, this is not as heavy on the kissing as it could be. I hope you ladies like it anyway. <3

Massive thanks to qthelights for lending me her beta skills.

Inspired by the ear-kissing. What ear-kissing? you may ask. Why this ear-kissing here:





( Jensen finds him later at the party, leaning against a wall, half in shadow. )

That is all.

I am having a not so happy day.

So, how about 5 THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY RIGHT NOW.

01. Adam Rex's The True Meaning of Smekday, which I already recced over here.

Here is a moment from when Gratuity, the protagonist, first meets J.Lo:

"Then...then...I will have onto shoot with my gun!"

I jumped back, palms up. In all the excitement, I hadn't thought of that. My eyes darted to where his hips would be, if he had any. I frowned.

"You don't even have a gun!"

"Yes! YES!" he shouted, nodding furiously, as though I'd somehow proven his point. "NO GUN! So I will have to...have to..."

His whole body trembled.

"...SHOOT FORTH THE LASERS FROM MY EYEBALLS!"

I fell into a row of shelves. That one was new to me.

"Shoot forth the lasers?"

"SHOOT FORTH THE LASERS!"

"You can do that?"

The Boov hesitated. His eyes quivered. After a few seconds he replied, "Yes."

I squinted. "Well, if you shoot your eye lasers, then I'll have no choice but to...EXPLODE YOUR HEAD!"

"You humans can not to ex--"

"We can! We can too! We just don't much. It's considered rude."

The Boov thought about this for a moment.

"Then...we are needing a...truce. You are not to exploding heads, and I will to not do my DEVASTATING EYE LASERS."

"Okay," I agreed. "Truce."

- p. 22-23

02. Misha Fucking Collins:


Click. It gets bigger. ;)

( This picture still does things to me: )

( Oh, and how about that one really distracting gif, too: )

03. DiNozzo/McGee, and NCIS' recent episode "Guilty Pleasures", which, I swear to God, had to have been the showrunners saying, "Here, Michael Weatherly, run with your 'DiNozzo and McGee are in lurve' idea."



OMG. That first scene? I almost literally flailed myself off the bed. Guys, just sleep together already. You'll be happier after, I promise.

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I CAN'T STAND IT.

04. My ringtone, since I got my iPhone last summer, is the beginning of the Bad Horse Chorus from Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along-Blog. (Up until "...it's high-ho Silver! Signed Bad Horse...")

05. trademybike sent me CDs of the band Elbow. I've only listened to one so far, but I really like them. I love it when people send me tunes.

I thought the sky was neat on my drive home tonight, so I took a couple of pictures.



( One more, change in focus )

( Some spoilers for tonight's episode of Southland )

I've been kind of down the last couple of days, and when that happens there are two routes to go: wallow or kick it in the head. I've been trying to kick it in the head. To help, I've recruited McGee and DiNozzo. By which I mean I just rewatched "Leap of Faith" because, ho boy, that is one Tim/Tony-tastic episode.



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I think that therapist is unconvinced about them not needing couples' counciling.

( Let me illustrate one of the things I love especially about this scene. )

While I'm at it, I might as well indulge in some really random screencaps I found on my HD.

( I love these guys so much it's ridiculous. )

Looking at these, I've just noticed that they're all essentially proof that DiNozzo is smitten, pining, fascinated, over-the-moon, in lurve with McGee. Tim is just...where his focus lies.

As for McGee, I think he's just more subtle about it.

sdrohc_ratiug and I went out for pho and bubble tea. On the way home we took O'Sullivan Dam instead of the freeway. The sky was interesting all day, but once we got out on the dam, we just had to stop for pictures.



I don't think I've ever seen the water that still and clear before. It was kind of amazing.

( One More )

Georg seems to think she can help make the bed.



She's wrong.

This started as "I'm bored, what shall I do?? E-mail sdrohc_ratiug Dean/Cas-related silliness!" And then she said, "Dooo it," when I thought about posting. So. Posting.

There are 11 .gifs behind the cut. Beware loading.

I did not make these .gifs, they have come to me through the glory of the internet. But I now present to you...

( THE MOST EPIC .GIF (ALMOST) STORY EVAH )

Mom just realized she maybe should have taken Sheppard's gun away from him in these pictures. Otherwise, she points out, it looks like they're grappling and John's about to shoot Rodney.

I maintain that John is going off to sacrifice himself bravely (like he does) and Rodney is telling not to be stupid and and get himself actually killed. (Ala this scene from "The Prodigal.") So his gun is drawn as part of his action man status and instead of handshakes there are revelatory kisses and desperation.

Also, haha, I was looking for something SGA-related and found this conversation in my post about "Whispers":

ME: John's uncomfortable because he's scared of girls.
MOM: And bugs, right?
ME: Yeah.
MOM: He must be really scared of girls with bugs then.
ME: And girly bugs.
MOM: So put a tutu on a beetle and he must go apeshit.

Which reminds me of the dream I had once where John and Rodney had a beach house and they went out and came back to find a Wraith in it. John wanted Rodney to kill it with bug spray and wouldn't get out of his truck until it was dead.

Sometimes I miss these guys like you would not believe.

This is why there are no ornaments on our tree this year.

Just got back from the annual Christmas cantata. It was good. First time I've been to a church-related activity since going to mass last Christmas Eve (lapsed Catholic is lapsed).

Made weird by the fact that now whenever I hear "angels" I think of, well, Castiel and Uriel and Zachariah. Which does not quite go hand-in-hand with the white-robbed rejoicing, y'know? And inevitably Dean/Castiel. Which made it a whole lot more amusing but also a lot more sacrilegious.

It was hard not to grin or giggle. Though it did get me thinking about how different things might have been in the SPN 'verse for those angels back in the day.

I probably need an intervention.