I'm Crazy But I'm Greek

Title: But I Am The Hammer
Author: force_oblique
Rating: PG-13 - ;) innuendo (nothing graphic just talking)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! :P
Characters/Pairings: Castiel/Elle Bishop - mostly poor Castiel's POV
Spoilers/Warnings: General fic - no spoiler, Crack!Fic
Summary: “I don't think you are grasping the gravity of the situation Elle!”
“Hmm, I'd rather grasp something else, instead!” she points out and he rolls his eyes.
He was Castiel. A truly fearsome angel, a mighty Warrior of the Lord. He had led the war against the legions of Darkness and here this little blond was almost putting him to shame.

Author's Notes: This is what happens when you go completely insane. When you are talking with people as insane as yourself...there's no escape. It was beyond my control!

Dedicated to:
glass_fawn: Lori, this one is for you! You know why! Hope you like the finished version!!
spankingfemme: There's something you might enjoy...allusions ftw!
blaithacs: Emilita, I hope you enjoy this! Castiel FTW!!!

( But I Am The Hammer Of The Lord!! )

Heroes Drabble
[An extended version of the drabble will follow once I return from short vacation!]

Title: The Things I Could Do With These Hands
Author: force_oblique
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Bite me! Ok, I dont own anything! :P
Characters/Pairings: Elle/Random Dude
Word Count: 100, it’s a drabble! My first ever!!
Summary: It’s 100 words, do you need a summary? Lol
Okies: Elle is not a people-person!
(Elle is the character portrayed by Kristen Bell, the one with electricity shooting out of her hands lol )
Author's Notes: Might be crappy, especially since it is my very first try at a drabble.
Crossposted at my fiction/lyrics lj@souls_eclipse

Dedication: Dedicated to ghost_goodthing and freetheelves2 (I swear a fluff /smut fic will follow once I come back on Friday)


The Things I Could Do With These Hands

He touches me. I hate that! Nobody touches me!
I turn to look at him and I see his crooked smile.
I grin. My hands turn to fists instinctively.
“Are you tough, baby? Come on; show me what you can do with these hands!”
He licks his lips, teasing me, challenging me.
He is not bad.
If I was drunk enough, I would do him and then waste him.
But not tonight.
I walk out of the bar and I can’t help chuckling.
He doesn’t know it, but it’s his lucky day.
The things I could do with these hands!

~ Fin ~

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