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13 June 2013 @ 04:57 pm
I just want to throw up a quick apology to all the people whose comments I haven't replied to this week; I'm in the middle of finals AND moving this week and I'm literally sleeping 4-2 hours a night and staying up the rest of the time to write papers. I haven't even gotten to read my springfling gift yet sob sob but it looks AMAZEBALLS.

excuse me while I lie on this ground here
// I will catch up next week! We just have to be out of this apartment by saturday morning and I also have 2-3 papers to finsih in that timespace *____*
 
 
Feeling: what to do?
Headphones: HOW TO LIVE??
 
 
raised by a roving pack of books
Fic by dear_tiger, Art by gold_bluepoint

Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: R
Word count: 30K
Warnings: horror, violence, disability (OCs), love spell, one underage kiss (Sam is 15); no underage otherwise.

Summary: In 1988, three witches in Montana are growing a monster in their garden, and Sam is holiday snack. When Dean and John show up to get him, one witch is killed, and Dean gets a love curse that he keeps secret. As teenagers, Sam and Dean are living in a dying industrial town in Pennsylvania, where they come across a crooked old creature that takes an unusual interest in Dean. As adults, Sam and Dean return to Montana for a hunt and run into the two surviving witches who have been unsuccessfully trying to grow their monster. Dean, still carrying the love spell from the dead witch, is looking like perfect plant feed.

Art! (mild spoilers)Collapse )
 
 
raised by a roving pack of books
19 October 2012 @ 03:40 pm
Paranormal Phenomena
Sam/Dean, NC-17, 2000 words.
Set in current canon, so (mild) spoilers through the beginning of S8. Mostly, though, this is just smut.
Written for salt_burn_porn and temporalranger's prompt of you're something like a phenomena. Um, yes, my brain ran somewhere weird with that.


“Woo, I’m a ghost,” Dean says. “Let’s have sex.”Collapse )
 
 
raised by a roving pack of books
30 September 2012 @ 03:57 am
Computer died, computer came back, fannishly overcommitted, classes about to start, blah blah, more on this later.

The important question right now: Is there anyone who'd be willing to do a quick beta read for my kamikazeremix fic* sometime Sunday? The fic in question is shaping up to be a couple thousand words long; I'd just like to have someone give it a once over so I don't post completely rough, and my usual beta is indisposed. Pretty pretty please with candy?

* it does contain Sam/Dean
 
 
Formatting blatantly stolen just this once from rocksalt_recs.

Title: Life is a Banquet (And Some Poor Suckers Are Starving To Death)
Writer: chaobell/meadowmines
Alternate links: alternate journal
Status of work: Complete
Characters and/or pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: R
Warnings, kinks & contents:[Click to read]  copious potty mouth, mild crack
Length: 7952 words
Summary: In which Sam and Dean are cursed and hungry all the time and Dean still hates tuna fish.

Reccer's notes: Sam and Dean versus redcaps! This fic is an over-the-top and hilarious romp through the aftermath of a hunt gone mildly awry. Everyday hunter resourcefulness, lots and lots of brotherly banter and a side of wincest round out this rollicking slice-of-a-hunter's-life tale.
[Short excerpt]

Strange, Dean thought. Here they were driving back to the motel, covered with mud and tree sex and both of their hands reeking of dead redcap, and all Dean could think about was finding something to snack on. Well, he had burned an awful lot of energy tonight, all that running and shit, and he'd had--what, a mini-mart burrito, a bag of Funyuns, and half a flat Jolt cola for dinner? Yeah, he probably just burned that off and needed something a little more substantial to cap off the day, that's all. The problem was going to be convincing Sam of that, though--he hated the whole idea of the fourth meal, he bitched about never sleeping well if he ate later than ten at night, he--

"Hey," Sam said suddenly. "Isn't there a Taco Bell up ahead? Can we, uh..."

Huh.




Basically I love everything ever by chaobell. She writes an amazeballs cracky Deanvoice and nails the friendly brotherly bickering, and she writes about some really fun hunter things and wacky curses and interesting OC's, while still having a great grip on the more serious emotional stuff when she chooses to write about it. Gen fic here (so worth reading), Wincest traditionally here but currently down; however, you kind find the other long ones (one funny, one serious) at her Sinful Desire page and everything including her short fic is accessible if you muck through her old journal. Try 2006-2008.
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raised by a roving pack of books
19 May 2012 @ 12:06 am
Oh my god. SPOILER SPOILER SPOILERS.

SPN S7 finale spoilersCollapse )

MY BONER CAN BE SEEN FROM SPACE.
 
 
Feeling: excitedexcited
 
 
raised by a roving pack of books
PG of the sleep-deprived and brother-loving variety,
Sam&Dean, with spoilers through 7.17. 2,300 words.
Written for the prompt of always on my mind from oddishly for silverbullets. And I wrote the fic before I realized it was a song title and looked it up, oops! I hope it's still on-prompt enough, especially since I had to cut the fic short.
Summary: Episode tag to 7.17 (The Born-Again Identity). Sam sleeps while Dean runs, and waits, and loves.

I just never took the time, you were always on my mindCollapse )
 
 
raised by a roving pack of books
11 January 2012 @ 11:54 pm
aka Sam Winchester, in shotgun, with an ice cream bar
PG-13 or possibly R for Dean's fevered imaginings. Sam/Dean UST
VERY BELATED fill from the previous round of [info]blindfold_spn, for this prompt:

"Sam/Dean, food.
In parts of the US there is a dairy foods brand called "Dean's"; Dean's Milk, Dean's Sour Cream, Dean's creamy ice cream sandwiches.
Dean secretly owns a dairy business, Sam must never find out. For Dean's own sense of dignity, and because Sam doesn't know that the creamy ice cream sandwiches he really really enjoys are his brother's. Dean really enjoys Sam enjoying Dean's ice cream. Things get a little messy."

Someday I might write the secret backstory of how Dean rescued a dairy farm from a terrible fate somewhere in his years of solo hunting and received a large share or partial ownership or something out of the owner's gratitude and thus the company became named DEAN'S MILK and went on to commercial victory under new auspices. And that's what really pays for their hotel rooms. Dean just thinks credit card fraud sounds cooler.

Also, TOTALLY UNEDITED.


DEAN'S COUNTRY FRESH ICE CREAM BARSCollapse )


At least I got this posted before the new round goes up, eh? EHH?
 
 
raised by a roving pack of books
29 October 2011 @ 01:05 am

REACTIONY THINGS YESCollapse )

Sorry for being super slow and unreliable with comments these days, my laptop is broken and totally untransportable so sometimes I am away from it for days at a time. I am posting this via zempasuchil's borrowed computer. She says this ep wasn't slashy enough, CLEARLY, CODA IS REQUIRED.

Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone.

 
 
raised by a roving pack of books
27 October 2011 @ 09:08 am
Fic for salt_burn_porn! Man, writing this was like pulling teeth. My brain didn't want to be in the mood at all.

The Harder They Fall
Sam/Dean, NC-17
, 1800 words, teenchesters-era first time (Sam is 16)
Written for the prompt virgin.
Summary: Dean is drunk. Sam gets what he wants.

Dean is *so*drunk.Collapse )
 
 
Feeling: tiredtired