|Misha needs to play the next Doctor.|
Superwholock - The GameI stood at the edge of the roof of St. Bart's hospital, watching two men walk into the building. I smirked. They would do nicely. One was tall and gangly in a blue scarf, black trenchcoat and a mop of black messy hair. The other was his complete opposite, short and built in a leather jacket and crew cut blonde hair. They were talking about the latest case they were solving. The tall man was a genius with an analytical mind to rival even mine, while the other was a doctor. So there was the leader and the healer of their team. I smiled to myself again and vanished.Superwholock - The Game by kradamluv918
I reappeared in the corner of a control room. A central circular panel with a tall, lighted column was in the center of the room. Around the room there were doors, leading off into many directions. A man in a pinstriped suit and black framed glasses was running around, pressing buttons and pulling levers and turning dials, constantly looking at the lighted column. Two people were watching him work. One was a built man with dar
One Hell of a Morning - Jensen/MishaJensen rolled around uncomfortably, his bed moaning and groaning more than usual. The alarm blared in his ear signaling it was time for work. He slammed his fist on the snooze button. Then he noticed the presence of something small and warm pressing into his lower back. Knowing he hadn't gone home with anyone the night before, he shifted slightly, wondering what it was. Well whatever it was groaned in pain at that. Jensen shot up and leapt out of his bed, turning around quickly. There was... nothing. No one was there. Hesitantly he smacked his hand down where his back had been.One Hell of a Morning - Jensen/Misha by kradamluv918
"OWWWW!!!" whatever it was yelled. It almost sounded like...
"Misha?" Jensen saw his bedspread move slightly. A tiny version of his friend Misha Collins struggled out from under the covers, completely naked.
"Misha?!? What the hell happened to you?!?"
"I don't know!" he shrieked indignantly, standing up. He was only three inches tall. "One minute I was asleep in my bed and the next I'm in yours all bite-sized!"
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I've noticed as I get older, my tastes have changed. I don't like boys; i like men. Looks matter a little less. Being a good person matters more. As does having similar interests to me, and a good sense of humor. Older, smarter, handsome, more confident men, not the little immature boys I know.
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