late nights, bright lights

First insane idea

I was talking to my grandmother tonight and she gave me a really crazy idea. So crazy it might just work, actually.

So I'm looking for a place to live for when I move to school, right, and it's very difficult to do in such a small town. Why not just buy a trailer, winterize it and be my own landlord?

Quickly, someone give me a reason this would be insane.

Second insane idea

Ditch school, get over my fear of spiders big enough to eat birds and move to Sydney for 2 years with Katie.

Second idea might require Katie and I get married for it to work, but as I realized the other night as we were bickering over whether or not she was going to go to the bar, the only thing missing from our marriage right now is the ring anyways.

What's the job market like in that area for someone who is a big time failure like me? *ponders*

( 30 Days of Television Meme, Day Eight )

And Grace Will Lead Me Home

by epiphanyx7 (a.k.a. epiphanyx7) and unavoidedcrisis (a.k.a. sunspot)
with illustrations by sleepwalker1015 
(and also epiphanyx7 kinda)

beta'd by character_bleed 

Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: R (adults only)
Length: 45 000 words in 5 parts.
Warnings: Virgin sacrifices, reincarnation, body transformations, epic levels of manpain all over the place, shouting, sex, language, violence, mildly disturbing themes, puppies, ice cream, rainbows, blasphemy, semi-graphic torture, character death, het, slash, angst, goldfish, consensual fraternal incest.
Pairings: Gabriel/Sam/Castiel/Dean; (in all combinations).

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In order to stop the apocalypse, Dean kills Lucifer -- saving the world, and dying in the process. But Dean's journey is far from over -- the pact he made with Lilith for his soul did not end when an angel pulled him from depths of hell.

After the apocalypse, Castiel and Sam are left to pick up the shattered pieces of themselves. In the wake of Dean's death, things are not as easy as they used to be. Castiel finds himself trapped on Earth, with no hope of returning to the only home he's ever had, while Sam tries to remember who he is without his brother.

Man and angel have nothing in common, aside from their mutual bonds to a man now dead and a future they must forge together, now that the hands of fate have released them. And they will find a purpose, find out who they are, and more importantly, will find a reason to keep going... even in the face of danger, even with the knowledge with every passing second, Sam is closer to the end of his life.

And when he is gone, Castiel will be alone. Forever.

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| PART ONE || PART TWO || PART THREE || PART FOUR || PART FIVE || DVD EXTRAS |

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Yeah, I went there. PORN MAKES THE WORLD GO 'ROUND!

Rules are:

- Post a list of your five favourite kinks. At the bottom, add what fandoms/pairings you're interested in.
- Read other people's lists.
- Post comment-fic based off of other people's lists.
- Leave a link to your list at the master list.

The Five Acts Meme will last from the 19th until the 26th.

Interested? Check it out here! And huge high fives to toestastegood for hosting this.

( Kinks and Pairings Here )

I have written:

Sam Gets Licked (Supernatural: Lucifer/Sam non con and licking)
Fluffy Comfort Fic (Supernatural: Sam/Castiel hurt/comfort cuddling)
Exactly Where He Means To (Supernatural: Gabriel/Sam biting)
Candy and fingers (Supernatural: Castiel/Gabriel candy and kissing and fingers)

GUYS.

I posted my story for help_haiti.

I actually finished a story.

I actually finished a story and I don't hate it! This hasn't happened since like... '07!

This calls for all sorts of George!



Yessssssssssssssssssssssss.

fic is here, btw, and it's ridiculous.

Yeah, most of this is gratuitously stolen (without permission!) from epiphanyx7.



Yeah. She bribed threatened sexually harassed sexually satisfied convinced me to co-author this story with her.

In her words: And it is called SHOW ME YOUR BOOBIES, a story in which Sam and Dean were never born, the apocalypse was never begun, and Castiel is a peeping-tom owl who likes looking at naked people through their windows.

And it's for au_bigbang, so you know it's going to be super long and well thought out, excellently edited and it'll have some sort of mixed media component too (FANART). I am so so so so excited. Check out epiphanyx7's entry for all the additional info. I think I covered everything that is actually important about the fic though; let's be fully honest.


click here for more details!

Got my package from CanPost today. Tee shirts galore. There was much rejoicing. I also priced replacement SPN dvds and ordered a copy of Wreck This Journal with my GST return.

I just created a listing on the help_haiti thread for words. So if you're in need of some fully ridiculous crackfiction and want to help out check it out.

I also discovered I have a burning desire for podfic. So there's that too.

I've drank so much lemonade, I might actually be a lemon. *worried*

K, I'm in full WARDROBE PANIC mode. Half of my clothes are green it seems, so why do I not have a single green tank top (here, anyways). I need something to go with my abandonment emeralds* that I'm wearing to the party tonight. This is ridiculous. Also, my hair won't curl. Damn it all...


Hung out with Brendan and Sarah last night which was excellent and awesome. We watched music videos and talked fandom and they forced me to watch the scariest episode(s) of Dr Who they could find. Okay, considering I've only ever seen 2 episodes and they were both terrifying beyond all reason, I am not feeling overly compelled to watch any more. I don't liiiiike scary things! *whines* K, maybe I'm lying. That Doctor fellow was freakin' hilarious. BUT STILL. Freddy will watch with me because he likes sci-fi and he doesn't like when I get too scared, but he's going to get very short at me about the accents. He's a teensy bit racist.

OH. Speaking of unnecessary discrimination against things that are awesome...

A little bird wrote me some Sassy fic for Christmas and I went pretty spastic over that this morning and then recc'd everything she's ever written (literally).

So happy winter and all that :D

K GUYS, I have 3 ficmixes to do ritenao so I'm going. K, bye.

Official studies currently being conducted are indicating that the noise of the neighbours re-shingling their roof could only be louder if they were in fact re-shingling the roof of my soul.

Which, hey, is fine, it's looking a little grubby [1], but my sleep schedule has been corrupted by staying up all night when normal human people are supposed to be sleeping because I wrote a novel apparently.

Oh yeah.



So I finished with 53,642 which fell a wee bit short of my 6o,ooo goal, but still kicked the ass of what I wrote last year (36,ooo, by hand) and the year before (7oo, by suckage). I am still so beyond happy with what I did though so stfu awful writing coach of doom [2].


Unfortunately for my life, some quote-unquote friends of mine started a fanfic challenge community wherein they're only purpose for having me is to TORTURE my soul with most excellent prompts and then take whatever prompts I give them and turn them into 'evil!Sam is evil and puts his penis there (yes there!) because of his evilness!'. God forbid (apparently literally in this case) anyone have a healthy relationship. You know who you are and you know what you did. [3] So the rest of my life will be spent filling ridic prompts and giggling my ass off at doomful pinball machines, Supernatural Cardcaptors, superhero mpreg and singing FBI agents.

Career counselor appointment again today, will attempt not to lop off the man's head with a machete. Then scrapbooking with GGC and Big Bang Theory with the roommates the evening.

Wouldn't it be great/weird if I combined at least two of those activities? Scrapbooking with a machete? Career counseling from the characters from BBT? Oh the possibilities.



[1] Again, I think fandom is to blame.
[2] 'He's your writing coach' is the roommate's 'hilarious' way of justifying putting our most feral cat in my bedsheets while I'm sleeping.
[3] For the curious and for others who might hate me, here's A Little Taste of Heaven. You have been warned, of course, that it's totally NSFW and also unkind towards angels, Dean Winchester, my soul, the innocence of babies and kittens, and Sam fangirls everywhere. SO GOOD, but mean.

Why yes, yes it is, lol!title.

Title: Awful, Horrific, Beautiful, Perfect
Fandom: Supernatural and Good Omens
Pairing: None
Rating: G
Word Count: 670
Warnings: spoilers through the end of s4 of Supernatural. Nothing really for GO.
Summary: If Castiel is having doubts, if he is questioning, it is better to talk to someone who has already been there.
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is property of its owner, either CW/Eric Kripke or Neil Gaiman and Terry Prachett. I'm just toying with them for the fun of it.

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