Yes, it's all about me...
Sep. 18th, 2010 01:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
moonlettuceSo, I'm pretty sure most people in SPN fandom is aware of spnpermanon. I read the meme, although I don't comment there (mainly because I'm pretty sure if I started getting involved in some of the threads I'd lose half my life in there - that stuff can be addictive to read, never mind participate in).
There are some threads that have made me snort with laughter so loudly the cat looked at me funny. (Seriously, I thought Dean's assbees were going to kill me at one point as I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.) And there are some threads that have made me want to reach through the computer and throttle someone. (Honestly,spn_j2_bigbang isn't so special that it's the only big bang that can exist, omg! and ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
deancasbigbang doesn't make the D/C people special snowflakes responsible for fracturing fandom...)
But so far only one thread has made me grin, blush and meep with glee:
http://spnpermanon.livejournal.com/9805.html?thread=43702349#t43702349
To the anon person who said they ceiling punched when I commented on their porn, and to the one who put me in their dreamsalt_burn_porn line-up, thank you. Whether you were the same person, or two separate people, you seriously made my night after a truly crappy week at work.
On the flipside, I need to get back into writing. I've got so many started, partly written and half-finished fics sitting on my hard drive, and I seem to have got out of the habit of just writing.
So, the plan is:
1. Get my Secret Angels fic sent off.
The most important. Hence it being number 1.
2. Write the prompts I asked people for in this post.
Because I'm going to write all of them. Honest.
3. Finish the Jensen/Misha story for the Times: Twentieth square forkissbingo.
The first time Jensen Ackles kisses Misha Collins, it's a mistake. They've been on set for nearly twenty hours due to a camera fault that means they've lost four hours of filming time. Jared's already gone home, so it's just the two of them left with one more scene to do. One more scene where Dean leans forward, lips close to Castiel's ear as he speaks. But Jensen leans a little too far forward and Misha turns at just the wrong time which means that Jensen's lips are against Misha's cheek, his skin smooth and tasting faintly of the light foundation Carly had applied that morning in make-up.
4. Finish the Dean/Castiel priest!kink fic for the Roleplay square onkink_bingo (because I'm still finishing the line so I can post during the amnesty period).
Dean closes the door to the confessional, settling on the chair that's actually surprisingly comfortable. (And completely unlike the one a couple of towns back that had creaked ominously every time they'd moved. Dean had spent more time worrying about landing ass-first on the floor until Castiel had moved from his lap and swallowed him down in one. He hadn't given a flying fuck about the chair after that.)
5. Finish the Dean/Castiel blowjob fic for the Obedience square onkink_bingo.
This is the first time he's taken someone inside himself, hard and hot and pulsing like fire on his tongue. Dean's fingers are in his hair, holding him steady, cradling his head. And Castiel could move if he wanted to - no human can hold him, not even Dean - but he won't. He won't move because he wants this, wants Dean inside him, pleading words falling from his lips as Castiel mouths his hardness. Wants this because Castiel laid thought over skin over muscle over bone when he put Dean together and he needs to know how Dean feels when he comes apart.
6. Finish the 'Dean and Cas reunite at the Pearly Gates' crack!fic I originally started formmom.
"Okay! Next batch!" Peter's unable to stop the relief from running through him as he yells, viciously crossing the final name off the list in front of him and not even caring when the ink pens splutters and leaves a giant stain behind that turns Turlough, Robert into Turlough, Rob-blob.
The awkward bastard hadn't stopped talking since Peter had called his name, all question this, question that, bitch, bitch, bitch... and hadn't taken any of his hints to shut up and move the fuck on. He'd been half-tempted to hand Turlough, Rob-blob over to Balberith along with the others that were headed downstairs, just for the hell of it, but the look Bal had given him had promised divine retribution and a righteous kicking during the next bowling league game if he'd tried it. So Peter had pointed Turlough, Rob-blob towards the group currently being shepherded through the Gates by Barachiel, making a mental note to find out exactly which part of Heaven the man was being assigned to and avoid it like the plague.
7. Write all of MMoM fics I started and have notes and sentences and partly written bits for.
Possibly in time for next year's round ofmmom...
8. Just get back into the habit of writing.
I love writing. I love the act of creating fic that people enjoy. I love the humour and the crack and the angst and the porn and the throwaway lines and the deciding which word is just the right one. I love the gut-clenching feeling I get when I post a new fic. I love the gleeful feeling I get when people comment. (Er, unless they hate it, and then I'm all emo...) I love it all and, damn it, I don't do it enough.
So, yeah, get back into writing more. Kinda sums it up, really.
spnpermanon. I read the meme, although I don't comment there (mainly because I'm pretty sure if I started getting involved in some of the threads I'd lose half my life in there - that stuff can be addictive to read, never mind participate in).There are some threads that have made me snort with laughter so loudly the cat looked at me funny. (Seriously, I thought Dean's assbees were going to kill me at one point as I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.) And there are some threads that have made me want to reach through the computer and throttle someone. (Honestly,
spn_j2_bigbang isn't so special that it's the only big bang that can exist, omg! and deancasbigbang doesn't make the D/C people special snowflakes responsible for fracturing fandom...)But so far only one thread has made me grin, blush and meep with glee:
http://spnpermanon.livejournal.com/9805.html?thread=43702349#t43702349
To the anon person who said they ceiling punched when I commented on their porn, and to the one who put me in their dream
salt_burn_porn line-up, thank you. Whether you were the same person, or two separate people, you seriously made my night after a truly crappy week at work.On the flipside, I need to get back into writing. I've got so many started, partly written and half-finished fics sitting on my hard drive, and I seem to have got out of the habit of just writing.
So, the plan is:
1. Get my Secret Angels fic sent off.
The most important. Hence it being number 1.
2. Write the prompts I asked people for in this post.
Because I'm going to write all of them. Honest.
3. Finish the Jensen/Misha story for the Times: Twentieth square for
kissbingo.The first time Jensen Ackles kisses Misha Collins, it's a mistake. They've been on set for nearly twenty hours due to a camera fault that means they've lost four hours of filming time. Jared's already gone home, so it's just the two of them left with one more scene to do. One more scene where Dean leans forward, lips close to Castiel's ear as he speaks. But Jensen leans a little too far forward and Misha turns at just the wrong time which means that Jensen's lips are against Misha's cheek, his skin smooth and tasting faintly of the light foundation Carly had applied that morning in make-up.
4. Finish the Dean/Castiel priest!kink fic for the Roleplay square on
kink_bingo (because I'm still finishing the line so I can post during the amnesty period).Dean closes the door to the confessional, settling on the chair that's actually surprisingly comfortable. (And completely unlike the one a couple of towns back that had creaked ominously every time they'd moved. Dean had spent more time worrying about landing ass-first on the floor until Castiel had moved from his lap and swallowed him down in one. He hadn't given a flying fuck about the chair after that.)
5. Finish the Dean/Castiel blowjob fic for the Obedience square on
kink_bingo.This is the first time he's taken someone inside himself, hard and hot and pulsing like fire on his tongue. Dean's fingers are in his hair, holding him steady, cradling his head. And Castiel could move if he wanted to - no human can hold him, not even Dean - but he won't. He won't move because he wants this, wants Dean inside him, pleading words falling from his lips as Castiel mouths his hardness. Wants this because Castiel laid thought over skin over muscle over bone when he put Dean together and he needs to know how Dean feels when he comes apart.
6. Finish the 'Dean and Cas reunite at the Pearly Gates' crack!fic I originally started for
mmom."Okay! Next batch!" Peter's unable to stop the relief from running through him as he yells, viciously crossing the final name off the list in front of him and not even caring when the ink pens splutters and leaves a giant stain behind that turns Turlough, Robert into Turlough, Rob-blob.
The awkward bastard hadn't stopped talking since Peter had called his name, all question this, question that, bitch, bitch, bitch... and hadn't taken any of his hints to shut up and move the fuck on. He'd been half-tempted to hand Turlough, Rob-blob over to Balberith along with the others that were headed downstairs, just for the hell of it, but the look Bal had given him had promised divine retribution and a righteous kicking during the next bowling league game if he'd tried it. So Peter had pointed Turlough, Rob-blob towards the group currently being shepherded through the Gates by Barachiel, making a mental note to find out exactly which part of Heaven the man was being assigned to and avoid it like the plague.
7. Write all of MMoM fics I started and have notes and sentences and partly written bits for.
Possibly in time for next year's round of
mmom...8. Just get back into the habit of writing.
I love writing. I love the act of creating fic that people enjoy. I love the humour and the crack and the angst and the porn and the throwaway lines and the deciding which word is just the right one. I love the gut-clenching feeling I get when I post a new fic. I love the gleeful feeling I get when people comment. (Er, unless they hate it, and then I'm all emo...) I love it all and, damn it, I don't do it enough.
So, yeah, get back into writing more. Kinda sums it up, really.
