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mizface.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2012-05-09 03:54 pm
Entry tags:
Talking Through a Different Face by tebtosca (NC-17)
Fandom: WB/CW RPF
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Length: 34,297
Author on LJ:
tebtosca
Author Website: link to AO3
Why this must be read:
I love fics that feature other known actors, so this one was a real treat. Start with Gen, Daneel, Chris, Jensen and Misha as housemates looking for someone to represent normalcy. Then add in recently widowed Jared and his young daughter, fun dialogue, sweet romance, and you have a really cool story, with lots of fun AU elements. And a Misha who hates wearing pants.
Warning for minor character death.
Jared raises his eyebrows slowly as he sits on the tan microfiber loveseat and takes in the row of people sitting on the matching sofa across from him.
The tiny brunette with the long straight hair who keeps absently dragging her tongue across her incisors.
The gorgeous redhead wearing a modified turban and a slight smirk that makes him think she knows something he most definitely does not.
The stocky guy with the face completely tattooed to look like some kind of large cat.
The guy with the freckles. And the expectant green eyes. And the plush mouth.
Holy fuck, plush mouth? Where did that come from?
Jared swallows.
Then suddenly there is a smiling, naked guy walking into the room and Jared is flying towards the door before Plush Mouth can finish hissing “Misha, goddammit!”
He has no idea how the fuck his life has led him to, well, here.
Talking Through a Different Face
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Length: 34,297
Author on LJ:
Author Website: link to AO3
Why this must be read:
I love fics that feature other known actors, so this one was a real treat. Start with Gen, Daneel, Chris, Jensen and Misha as housemates looking for someone to represent normalcy. Then add in recently widowed Jared and his young daughter, fun dialogue, sweet romance, and you have a really cool story, with lots of fun AU elements. And a Misha who hates wearing pants.
Warning for minor character death.
Jared raises his eyebrows slowly as he sits on the tan microfiber loveseat and takes in the row of people sitting on the matching sofa across from him.
The tiny brunette with the long straight hair who keeps absently dragging her tongue across her incisors.
The gorgeous redhead wearing a modified turban and a slight smirk that makes him think she knows something he most definitely does not.
The stocky guy with the face completely tattooed to look like some kind of large cat.
The guy with the freckles. And the expectant green eyes. And the plush mouth.
Holy fuck, plush mouth? Where did that come from?
Jared swallows.
Then suddenly there is a smiling, naked guy walking into the room and Jared is flying towards the door before Plush Mouth can finish hissing “Misha, goddammit!”
He has no idea how the fuck his life has led him to, well, here.
Talking Through a Different Face
