plebefic headers: Am I supposed to warn for gen?

1. Summary: Gerard sings a song onstage to someone special. I'm so original.
   Warnings: Flu-huff.
   A/N: This is the song Gerard is singing. If you don't check it out I will eat you alive. Seriously. It's sung by the amazing Jan Werner Danielsen who deserved the world. RIP.
   I only used about half the song, so it would be more to Frank and less to god. [Let's just hope god isn't offended then!]



2. [Warnings:] Also; cliffie of Doom.



3. Warnings: Am I supposed to warn for gen? [Hint: NO.]



4. A/N2: A hollow chapter, I think this is best described as. [Coincidentally, I think it's safe to say that a chapter is pretty much never best described that way.]



5. Summary: Dean's used to getting fat old businessmen when it comes to his job providing bondage sex for a price. So when Castiel is his next client, he's understandably excited.

When is your closet both half-empty and way too small?

I love that Finnish apartments come with multiple walls of built-in floor-to-ceiling customizable shelving, really, but what I hate is that the standard size is way too deep for storing clothes on the shelves. ( So in practical terms there's really no difference from storing our clothes in a series of piles on the floor/couch - tshirt pile, jeans pile, sweaters pile, etc - except that the piles are on shelves. Which just means it's harder to see when you're hunting through them. )

shoes for when you have a grumpiness that only dressing like an extra from poirot can cure

Schuh "Obel" in turquoise and "Obel Low"
Hush Puppies "Duchess" in grey and black