Fic: Old Hideaway (Supernatural) - Master Post

[ivyfic]

Title: Old Hideaway
Author: Ivy (ivy03)
Artist: sillyshy
Fandom: Supernatural
Genre: RPS AU
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 28,200
Summary: It's Jared's first summer as a camp counselor. He didn't know what he was expecting at Camp Mahina, but it certainly wasn't the frequently shirtless sailing counselor with the perfect smile—who doesn't know he exists. Camp means living in close quarters with no privacy at all. How can Jared be expected to hide his crush when Jensen's everywhere he turns?

Betas: Thanks to jethrien and trakkie, my fantastic betas.
A/N: Written for spn_j2_bigbang.


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Comments

[amalthia]

Hi I know this is a long shot but do you by any chance have a single file version of your story that you'd be willing to email at amalthia at gmail.com?

Your story looks like a lot of fun and I'd love to read it.

[sillyshy.livejournal.com]

Just a note; art post is no longer locked :)

[aubergineautumn.livejournal.com]

this was a fun fic to read - it reminded me of Gordon Korman's books

[ivy03.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked it! I've never heard of Korman, but I'll have to check him out.

[kimberleyqaf.livejournal.com]

I loved this so much I had to read it twice! Such a feel-good story. :) Brought back memories of summer camp and entwined them with a beautiful love story (which, sadly, was never part of my own camp experience lol). I can say with certainty that I'll be reading this one again. Thank you so much for sharing this gem. :)

[willow-fae-20.livejournal.com]

You didn't by any chance spend any time at Broad Creek Scout Reservation in Maryland did you. I ask because what I read of this so far (admittedly only part 1) sounds eerily familiar. I've spent a total of 176 weeks of my life (8 weeks at a shot for 22 summers) at that camp, and what I've read could literally be any number of first hand accounts of 'Staff Week' there. Minus the alcohol (we'd have been kicked off reservation for having it).

All the blathering aside, your story is making me homesick for camp... there may be something fundamentally wrong with me I'm going to have to make a trip out there for a day this summer.

[ivy03.livejournal.com]

I actually went to the Aloha Camps in Fairlee, Vermont. Funny how camp is so similar everywhere. I went to camp for eight summers--seven as a camper, one as a counselor. It's been ten years since I last went and I still miss it. I've never been homesick, but I do get campsick (the title of the piece is from a camp song about that--"Every June I feel just the same/When I hear Lake Morey calling my name/Gotta be with you once again Old Hideaway").

As you can maybe tell, this is pretty much a love note to my camp. Just me exorcising all my unresolved issues because the last summer I was there I was planning to come back, but then I never did. It really is a whole different world, isn't it? I'm glad it speaks so strongly to a fellow camper!

(And at my camp, the counselors drank a ton. That I didn't make up. When I was a counselor, I did not drink, so I pretty much spent half the summer in the counselor room by myself. If you're wondering whether I put myself in the story, I did--I'm in the counselor room over at the girls' camp. :) )