Talking about your junk

[kellifer]

Finally have started feeling like life is settling down. I might be cursing myself but the run of badness I had was epic and I really am hoping it's over.

I want to be carefree and fannish and appreciative of ALL OF YOU who have been so supportive in many and varied ways. This is an escape for me that I really needed in the last couple of months, an untouched oasis of calm in my otherwise turbulent life.

So, fannish.

Give me a link to one of my fics or WIPs, and I'll give you details that didn't make it into the fic. Background canon, deleted scenes, or a look into the future. My choice, but if you have a specific question you can ask it in your request.

Don't worry about the link - since my masterlists are woefully out of date. Even a general description I should understand.

This weekend, I am going to attempt to WRITE and RECORD stuff. *fingers crossed* I really just need a whole day, just one, devoted to doing absolutely nothing.

Comments

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

Hunter school Sam/Dean curtain!fic, please.

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

"Just how exactly was this going to work?" Sam asks, scuffing around the remnants of their bed, the one Dean has cut in half. He got halfway through before he realised that cutting a big bed in half doesn't make two beds.

It just makes a mess.

"I was disassembling it," Dean sniffs. "To remove from the room. I was going to move some bunk beds in here." When Sam rolls his eyes, Dean shrugs.

"You used to like being on the bottom." Dean adds and it takes him a moment to understand why Sam has gone red and started choking on air. "Shut up, I know what I just said."

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

Bottom!bunk!Sam, that is perfect! Thank you. And poor Dean realizing halfway through that cutting the bed in half was not the most brilliant idea.