cries. sobs. word count, what. also featuring prostitutes.
So, here's a funny story: yesterday, I sat down and finished a chapter of a WIP of mine (an RPF WIP; the niche-kinky one that went and developed a mind of its own and decided that, Hell with what I thought was going to happen, it wanted to be looooong. And detailed. And… I don't even know). It was a sort of long chapter, for the subject matter… nigh on 8k of purported PWP, and basically it all amounted to, "J2 have relationship-y talk and cyber-sex on skype. Yay for skype."
But, honestly, after two chapters that required more than one post, 8k of "PWP" wasn't THAT huge, and I went and told myself, "oh, it's cool, chapter five is going to be a short one, too. Huzzah for short, PWP chapters!" … 14,270 words (and 28-ish hours? I didn't keep track, really) later. Aha. Ha. Ha ha ha. (this is meant to be vaguely unhinged, but not maniacal, laughter.) …yeah, no, this did not exactly work out as I planned. I'd be more shocked by this story's utter inability to shut the Hell up and leave well enough alone, but this has happened to me several times in the writing process already and, by now, I really should've known better than to jinx myself by going, "lol, this chapter will be SHORT."
…also, apparently, I've come into possession of three new plot-tribbles and they're temporalranger's fault (as many things I do end up being). One is less a "plot"-tribble and more of a… "loosely connected series of oneshots or scenes or something that are all predicated on the premise of, 'it's a non-Sandover office AU. and then boss!Cas and secretary!Dean had ALL THE SEX'" tribble. …it's based on a Text From Last Night. Because Texts From Last Night are INFINITE SOURCES OF POTENTIAL PLOT-TRIBBLES.
One has been dubbed "Erin," and she is a hooker!fic set in the Sandover 'verse: Dean Smith is a very lonely director of sales and marketing; Cas Novak is a high-priced call-boy and, despite having Rules about not being friendly with clients, he and Dean have developed ~feelings for each other; and, oops, Bobby, Ellen, and Jo Smith are coming to town for a visit, and Dean needs Cas to pretend to be his boyfriend. ENSUE SHENANIGANS. (Read: it's basically a rom-com, save that the characters display emotions that aren't hyper-exaggerated extremes and everyone generally uses good judgment.)
The next tribble, I should give fair warning, IS A DARK!FIC TRIBBLE AND CONTAINS SEVERAL POTENTIAL TRIGGERS, RE: MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES, SUICIDE, CHILD ABUSE (EMOTIONAL, PHYSICAL, SPIRITUAL/RELIGIOUS), AND DRUGS, AT THE VERY LEAST, SO. BE CAREFUL. ♥
The other tribble has been named "Elizabeth," and she… well. Cas is ~22, a runaway (from his generally well-meaning, but very duped, hyper-religious parents who eschewed psychiatry and modern medicine, and, when their ambiguously Asperger's-y youngest son started having absence seizures, they went CLEARLY SOMETHING IS WRONG, LET'S TAKE HIM TO THE REVEREND… who attempted to perform an exorcism… which went over about as well as you'd expect, which is to say, "very very badly"), and a hooker for the past five or six years, in a Seedy Urban Location That Is Probably Going To Be Some Mutant Child Of NYC And Detroit Because They Are My Mind's Go-To Urban Locations.
Dean is ~27, 28ish maybe. Something around there. And he's not religious - he's more the sort of person who would punch God in the teeth, given half a chance to do so, just because… aside from the rampant injustice, suffering, etc., people Dean really loves have been through a lot of shit with no ostensible action to help them made by anyone but Dean. Mary disappeared when Sammy was about three and Dean was seven; all Dean remembers is that she really just stopped seeming like his mom, and he got up in the middle of the night, just in time to look out the window and see her leaving.
And John couldn't handle that, especially not the hope that she was alive and would come back… so he drank. And got really unfriendly. Abusive. Terrible to be around in general, and worse when he drank. His grip on things slipped away until, a couple years before the story (maybe three-ish?), he took his own life (staged it as an accident, so Dean could get the life-insurance policy and go have a life, according to the suicide note that Dean still has and hasn't told anyone about; luckily for Dean, this went over with the insurance company). Also luckily for Dean, the work of tidying up all the family business revealed that there were actually Campbell family trusts set up for him and Sam, to which Dean basically went, "…oh. I guess money is cool. …I'd prefer to have my family back, but… sure, money's fine, I guess. …I'm just going to get the fuck out of Kansas now and NEVER COME BACK, don't mind me. :|"
UNluckily for Dean, there's everything that happened with Sam. See, Sammy was always brilliant, but emotionally fucked up (which… given everything, is understandable), and rather than trying to HELP the kid, upon learning that he had a drug problem, John threw Sam out of the house when he was sixteen. There's been some contact between the brothers since then, but Sam's mostly fallen off the radar, which understandably, makes Dean even more upset.
So, yeah. Dean and God? Not really on speaking terms. …which is sort of funny, because Dean is pretty much a professional volunteer, these days, working with the Mission that adorable-active-charity-helping-the-community-nun!Layla is a Sister at. Because Dean's tried working with secular organizations, but… he can't really find one in Seedy Urban Location that doesn't treat homeless people, prostitutes, urban drug addicts, et al, as, y'know, people. Mostly, in his experience, they look down their noses at these people, and go all, "well OBVIOUSLY we should do something to help them, but that's such a touchy subject, let's just arrest them all for loitering and talk about what kind of flowers we should plant in the park." …but the Mission treats these folks like people, so… Dean figures they can put their religious differences aside and work together.
And he is absolutely totally not at all overprotective of or attracted to the skinny, blue-eyed prostitute who comes by every morning to get free coffee and pray with Layla. ABSOLUTELY NOT. Just like how Cas totally doesn't also come by the Mission every morning to see if he can make Dean smile today. NOPE, NOT HIM. …Aside from Dean's and Cas's backstories, Elizabeth!tribble is still developing a bit, since I haven't quite reached decisions on a few matters (mostly, whether or not the fact that she's getting written for a dark!fic challenge means I REALLY NEED to have Alastair being… well. entirely himself, just without the demon powers, and being himself in such a way that necessitates dragging in Viktor and a shameless Criminal Minds crossover - because… basically because I love CM's BAU team and I love Viktor Henricksen, and putting the two together just makes sense. …also because I have various scenes in mind for this. and a notion that, hey, because Cas can't exactly go to a doctor to get his absence seizures looked at, the neurological activity underlying them could do Really Not-Nice Things For Cas at a climactic moment that, yes. Would technically constitute Cas-whump. …but, at the same time, I will SOMEHOW find SOME WAY to have said Really Not-Nice Things save Cas from getting Alastair'd.
…Alastair's name is totally a verb now. …all I have to say for myself here is that… my brainpower went to making fic exist today. I care that the fic is good, not so much that I sound especially eloquent while just sort of pointlessly thought-vomiting all over my LJ.)
Whatever happens, Sam will show up EVENTUALLY, I'm sure. Just because I can't have the possibility of him still being alive amount to nothing, especially not when it's highly likely (at least, given the wonky probability that exists in narrative fiction) that he'd end up in the slums of Seedy Urban Location with Cas. …who, being Cas, would probably go DEAN DEAN DEAN OH MY GOD DEAN THIS KID I FOUND HE SAYS HIS LAST NAME IS WINCHESTER AND HIS FIRST NAME IS SAM AND HE'S FROM KANSAS AND AND AND DEAN DEAN DEAN… and then notice that his excitement about reuniting the boys is probably not appropriate for the situation, considering Sam is totally strung out, has no idea what's going on at ALL until he gets a +2 Dean Hug of SDFKRGH BROTHER I RECOGNIZE YOU THROUGH THE HAZE OF MIND-ALTERING NARCOTICS, and… it's just generally a rather somber scene. Not a moment for Cas to have a mildly uncharacteristic attack of all-caps and glee.
…that being said, I'm going to go have a nap and… then go right back to banging my fingers on the keys until words happen. Like I do… all the time.
But, honestly, after two chapters that required more than one post, 8k of "PWP" wasn't THAT huge, and I went and told myself, "oh, it's cool, chapter five is going to be a short one, too. Huzzah for short, PWP chapters!" … 14,270 words (and 28-ish hours? I didn't keep track, really) later. Aha. Ha. Ha ha ha. (this is meant to be vaguely unhinged, but not maniacal, laughter.) …yeah, no, this did not exactly work out as I planned. I'd be more shocked by this story's utter inability to shut the Hell up and leave well enough alone, but this has happened to me several times in the writing process already and, by now, I really should've known better than to jinx myself by going, "lol, this chapter will be SHORT."
…also, apparently, I've come into possession of three new plot-tribbles and they're temporalranger's fault (as many things I do end up being). One is less a "plot"-tribble and more of a… "loosely connected series of oneshots or scenes or something that are all predicated on the premise of, 'it's a non-Sandover office AU. and then boss!Cas and secretary!Dean had ALL THE SEX'" tribble. …it's based on a Text From Last Night. Because Texts From Last Night are INFINITE SOURCES OF POTENTIAL PLOT-TRIBBLES.
One has been dubbed "Erin," and she is a hooker!fic set in the Sandover 'verse: Dean Smith is a very lonely director of sales and marketing; Cas Novak is a high-priced call-boy and, despite having Rules about not being friendly with clients, he and Dean have developed ~feelings for each other; and, oops, Bobby, Ellen, and Jo Smith are coming to town for a visit, and Dean needs Cas to pretend to be his boyfriend. ENSUE SHENANIGANS. (Read: it's basically a rom-com, save that the characters display emotions that aren't hyper-exaggerated extremes and everyone generally uses good judgment.)
The next tribble, I should give fair warning, IS A DARK!FIC TRIBBLE AND CONTAINS SEVERAL POTENTIAL TRIGGERS, RE: MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES, SUICIDE, CHILD ABUSE (EMOTIONAL, PHYSICAL, SPIRITUAL/RELIGIOUS), AND DRUGS, AT THE VERY LEAST, SO. BE CAREFUL. ♥
The other tribble has been named "Elizabeth," and she… well. Cas is ~22, a runaway (from his generally well-meaning, but very duped, hyper-religious parents who eschewed psychiatry and modern medicine, and, when their ambiguously Asperger's-y youngest son started having absence seizures, they went CLEARLY SOMETHING IS WRONG, LET'S TAKE HIM TO THE REVEREND… who attempted to perform an exorcism… which went over about as well as you'd expect, which is to say, "very very badly"), and a hooker for the past five or six years, in a Seedy Urban Location That Is Probably Going To Be Some Mutant Child Of NYC And Detroit Because They Are My Mind's Go-To Urban Locations.
Dean is ~27, 28ish maybe. Something around there. And he's not religious - he's more the sort of person who would punch God in the teeth, given half a chance to do so, just because… aside from the rampant injustice, suffering, etc., people Dean really loves have been through a lot of shit with no ostensible action to help them made by anyone but Dean. Mary disappeared when Sammy was about three and Dean was seven; all Dean remembers is that she really just stopped seeming like his mom, and he got up in the middle of the night, just in time to look out the window and see her leaving.
And John couldn't handle that, especially not the hope that she was alive and would come back… so he drank. And got really unfriendly. Abusive. Terrible to be around in general, and worse when he drank. His grip on things slipped away until, a couple years before the story (maybe three-ish?), he took his own life (staged it as an accident, so Dean could get the life-insurance policy and go have a life, according to the suicide note that Dean still has and hasn't told anyone about; luckily for Dean, this went over with the insurance company). Also luckily for Dean, the work of tidying up all the family business revealed that there were actually Campbell family trusts set up for him and Sam, to which Dean basically went, "…oh. I guess money is cool. …I'd prefer to have my family back, but… sure, money's fine, I guess. …I'm just going to get the fuck out of Kansas now and NEVER COME BACK, don't mind me. :|"
UNluckily for Dean, there's everything that happened with Sam. See, Sammy was always brilliant, but emotionally fucked up (which… given everything, is understandable), and rather than trying to HELP the kid, upon learning that he had a drug problem, John threw Sam out of the house when he was sixteen. There's been some contact between the brothers since then, but Sam's mostly fallen off the radar, which understandably, makes Dean even more upset.
So, yeah. Dean and God? Not really on speaking terms. …which is sort of funny, because Dean is pretty much a professional volunteer, these days, working with the Mission that adorable-active-charity-helping-the-community-nun!Layla is a Sister at. Because Dean's tried working with secular organizations, but… he can't really find one in Seedy Urban Location that doesn't treat homeless people, prostitutes, urban drug addicts, et al, as, y'know, people. Mostly, in his experience, they look down their noses at these people, and go all, "well OBVIOUSLY we should do something to help them, but that's such a touchy subject, let's just arrest them all for loitering and talk about what kind of flowers we should plant in the park." …but the Mission treats these folks like people, so… Dean figures they can put their religious differences aside and work together.
And he is absolutely totally not at all overprotective of or attracted to the skinny, blue-eyed prostitute who comes by every morning to get free coffee and pray with Layla. ABSOLUTELY NOT. Just like how Cas totally doesn't also come by the Mission every morning to see if he can make Dean smile today. NOPE, NOT HIM. …Aside from Dean's and Cas's backstories, Elizabeth!tribble is still developing a bit, since I haven't quite reached decisions on a few matters (mostly, whether or not the fact that she's getting written for a dark!fic challenge means I REALLY NEED to have Alastair being… well. entirely himself, just without the demon powers, and being himself in such a way that necessitates dragging in Viktor and a shameless Criminal Minds crossover - because… basically because I love CM's BAU team and I love Viktor Henricksen, and putting the two together just makes sense. …also because I have various scenes in mind for this. and a notion that, hey, because Cas can't exactly go to a doctor to get his absence seizures looked at, the neurological activity underlying them could do Really Not-Nice Things For Cas at a climactic moment that, yes. Would technically constitute Cas-whump. …but, at the same time, I will SOMEHOW find SOME WAY to have said Really Not-Nice Things save Cas from getting Alastair'd.
…Alastair's name is totally a verb now. …all I have to say for myself here is that… my brainpower went to making fic exist today. I care that the fic is good, not so much that I sound especially eloquent while just sort of pointlessly thought-vomiting all over my LJ.)
Whatever happens, Sam will show up EVENTUALLY, I'm sure. Just because I can't have the possibility of him still being alive amount to nothing, especially not when it's highly likely (at least, given the wonky probability that exists in narrative fiction) that he'd end up in the slums of Seedy Urban Location with Cas. …who, being Cas, would probably go DEAN DEAN DEAN OH MY GOD DEAN THIS KID I FOUND HE SAYS HIS LAST NAME IS WINCHESTER AND HIS FIRST NAME IS SAM AND HE'S FROM KANSAS AND AND AND DEAN DEAN DEAN… and then notice that his excitement about reuniting the boys is probably not appropriate for the situation, considering Sam is totally strung out, has no idea what's going on at ALL until he gets a +2 Dean Hug of SDFKRGH BROTHER I RECOGNIZE YOU THROUGH THE HAZE OF MIND-ALTERING NARCOTICS, and… it's just generally a rather somber scene. Not a moment for Cas to have a mildly uncharacteristic attack of all-caps and glee.
…that being said, I'm going to go have a nap and… then go right back to banging my fingers on the keys until words happen. Like I do… all the time.