Santa canned from job...
Oct. 22nd, 2008 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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This just broke my heart a little:
Longtime Mall Santa Out in the Cold
I personally have never been to the mall and seen this guy, but if the guy has been there since like 1993, has a huge following, and didn't do anything to get fired, why fire him?
I'm sure that money played a huge factor in this decision.
It just makes me sad.
On an unrelated note, I really need to stop filling my jouranl with random posts and fill it with fic.
I have lots of fics currently in the works. One, possibly three, should definitely be done by the end of this weekend. Go muse go!
This just broke my heart a little:
Longtime Mall Santa Out in the Cold
I personally have never been to the mall and seen this guy, but if the guy has been there since like 1993, has a huge following, and didn't do anything to get fired, why fire him?
I'm sure that money played a huge factor in this decision.
It just makes me sad.
On an unrelated note, I really need to stop filling my jouranl with random posts and fill it with fic.
I have lots of fics currently in the works. One, possibly three, should definitely be done by the end of this weekend. Go muse go!
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Date: 2008-10-22 06:26 pm (UTC)PEE PEE SONG!
Oh wait...that's my fic. Sorry. I got confused.
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Date: 2008-10-22 06:32 pm (UTC)And yes, you need to write some PeePee Song fic. *snickers* I'd love some Daddy!Mitch though. I mean, can't you see it, Mitch as Jeff's Daddy? And then Jensen knowing that Mitch was Jeff's Daddy when they are filming the flashback episode, but perhaps Mitch not knowing that Jensen knows and that Jensen is Jeff's boy.
And perhaps Jensen gets needy and desperate and misses Jared (cause he was off doing reshoots (I think) for Halloween) and Jeff (cause he isn't in Canada) and whispers something dark and dirty to Mitch? Something to let him know that he's Jeff's boy...and that Jeff used to be Mitch's boy... and how Mitch is kinda Jensen's granddaddy (nicely parallels with Dean/John/Samuel too).
I'm a filthy enabler.
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Date: 2008-10-22 06:55 pm (UTC)Cause now I have this image in my head! Damn you woman!
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Date: 2008-10-22 07:10 pm (UTC)And you should totally be grateful though, cause I could have brought this up on your LJ and then you would have hordes of people attempting to enable you too. Lucky you, it's just me here :) Haha!
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Date: 2008-10-22 07:29 pm (UTC)Or something.
But...see...I have this image now...of Mitch with Jensen shoved up against the wall, fishing Jensen's phone out of his pocket and calling Jeff and being all Daddy to Jeff and...that voice...and poor Jensen just...writhing against the wall...
Dear gods woman!
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Date: 2008-10-22 08:18 pm (UTC)*whimpers* Oh Amara. That imagine. It makes me want. Makes me want it now. You know?
Seriously. Um...I'll gladly throw out my Jayne-centric fic if you want to write this for Sweet Charity instead. For serious.
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Date: 2008-10-22 08:20 pm (UTC)There’s this thing that Jeff told him about Mitch Pileggi when they found out he’d been cast to play Samuel Campbell, and Jensen can’t get it out of his head. Especially not when the man shows up and steps into character and damn but he plays that role too damn good.
And it doesn’t help that Jensen’s alone. Has been for a few days. Jeff can’t come out because he’s working on some movie, damn man was always working anymore. And Jared was off doing some pickup shots for his damn movie, which left Jensen aching and alone on the goddamn set with the man that he knew had once bent Jeff over.
Jeff wasn’t exactly specific in the details, but Jensen was getting good at reading between the lines of Jeff’s words and his eyes and the things he didn’t say. Jeff had learned to be a good Daddy from somewhere, and Jensen was getting a pretty good idea where.
He still wasn’t sure he’d ever even say anything. It wasn’t like something you just walk up and ask a guy. Not a guy like that anyway.
So when the second to last day of shooting runs long, and Jensen is tired and horny as all hell, and Mitch is sitting there on set, all tight jeans and tight body and those goddamn fucking contacts, the similarity to the first time Jensen got royally turned on by Jeff isn’t lost on him.
He clears his throat, tries for casual as he sits between takes. His foot bounces and he’s sweating when Mitch turns to look at him, slow. Like he knows something Jensen doesn’t. “So…I um…I hear you know Jeff.” Yeah, that’s smooth. With the way his voice cracks and his eyes dance away, because that look he’s getting is making Jensen’s stomach roll.
Mitch doesn’t really answer and Jensen’s nervous enough to try again, because he’s already gone too far and he never has learned to quit when he’s ahead. “He said you…um…met.” He dares a glance up. Something changes in Mitch’s face. There’s a tug on his lips that might head into a smile, but doesn’t.
“You could say that.”
And that right there was enough to send Jensen packing. He nods, stands and moves away. When he’s facing a wall he adjusts himself, palming his cock to get it to behave. The idea of Jeff and Mitch in some dark alley behind a club…or worse, in that club, the way Jensen and Jeff had been was too much to consider.
Yeah, I'm already about 1/2 way done with it....
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Date: 2008-10-22 08:33 pm (UTC)*whimpers*
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Date: 2008-10-22 08:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-22 08:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-22 08:45 pm (UTC)Of course, what follows would have to be the scene where Mitch is all over him. He leans in, sniffing and he’s all heat and chin and eyes and Jensen almost can’t breath. Mitch knows. Jensen knows he knows.
The man doesn’t even need to look down.
“That’s it for tonight.”
Jensen makes his way off set fast, figures he’s got time to beat off and change and with any luck Mitch will be gone for the night.
“You running away from me, boy?”
Jensen stops, the tone enough to make his body react without his brain engaging. He opens his mouth, closes it and shakes his head. “Just getting out of costume.” And fuck if that was the wrong thing to say. Mitch’s eyes fell on Jensen’s crotch and the thick line of his cock that no rearranging of his jeans was going to hide.
“Probably a good idea. Wouldn’t want you staining anything.”
Jensen’s pretty sure he should close his mouth, but he can’t seem to make his brain work enough, so he turns instead, heading into his trailer. Mitch crowds up behind him without being invited, his body harder than Jared’s, all firm and strong and right the fuck on top of him.
The door is barely closed behind them and Mitch is crowding him into the wall, his hands on Jensen’s hips. Jensen swallows and makes a play at getting away, but there’s a knee between his legs, pressed up against his hard on and Jensen gasps out a word.
Mitch leans in, slow heat and cool fire. “What was that, boy?”
Jensen clears his throat. “Rules.”
Mitch raises an eyebrow and nods appreciatively. “I take it I’m not wrong then. You his boy?”
Jensen nods haphazardly, knocking his forehead against the wall a little. Mitch’s smile is…disturbing and hot, all at the same time. “He know you’re coming on to me?”
He switches to shaking his head. “Just…he mentioned…I thought…fuck.”
His grin grows, his hands sliding off of Jensen’s hips, down the front of him, into his pockets. His hands are hot, gliding over and around Jensen’s cock before one emerges with his phone.
Mitch keeps his whole body pressed up against Jensen’s while his hand slides over the phone, opening it and thumbing through his contacts until he finds the one he’s looking for. Jensen can hear it ringing and he concentrates on breathing and not coming on the spot from the heat leaking through his pocket where Mitch’s other hand still rests.
“Hello, boy.” Mitch says it with this long sound that makes it curl deliciously in Jensen’s ear. He’s holding the phone so close Jensen can hear Jeff’s intake of air, his hesitation. “Been a long time.”
Jeff’s voice stutters out a greeting and Jensen knows that feeling. That moment of uncertainty. “Mitch.” It’s almost terse, a little hard.
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Date: 2008-10-22 09:03 pm (UTC)And now I have to leave work and leave the computer for a few hours.
Hopefully, *insert Sam Winchester puppy eyes here*, there will be more...