Because I HATE the actual posting part...
Worst part about writing fic: The formatting you have to do to post it.
Worst part about writing a big bang: Formatting TWELEVE CHAPTERS PLUS the com entries PLUS the shit that goes on the website.
Fucking hassle man.
I'm posting all my chapters tonight by the way so I don't spam your flists on Thursday. I'll have them private today and then unlock them.
Sorry I've been MIA, I've been editing this stupid mother fucker to within an inch of it's life.
I'm done now and I have a million LJ entries to read. DDD:
For those of you still on the fence as to whether or not Tim/Michael is a good idea, I give you AN EXCERPT:
"No one who saw us together would think you were anything but hugely kinky," Tim replied.
"You don't look kinky. You look... like a cyclist," Michael said hesitantly and they both looked down at Tim's tights and sweatshirt combo. It really did smack of 'we just had sex.'
"Yeah," Tim shot back, "a cyclist that just blew you on the roof."
Tim hadn't thought about what he was going to say to Michael before he said it. He hadn't stopped to consider the words at all and now that they were out of his mouth they finally registered. Something hot flushed all through his body as Tim's mouth went dry.
He could see it clearly in his mind's eye. He could see Michael, his jeans around his thighs and his erection out in the evening air. Tim could also see himself, on his knees in front of Michael, his mouth open wide, ready to fit tightly around the hot shaft of Michael's erection.
Oh yeah, my story has kinky cyclists.
Also, meme:
THE FANFICTION LOVE MEME
Worst part about writing a big bang: Formatting TWELEVE CHAPTERS PLUS the com entries PLUS the shit that goes on the website.
Fucking hassle man.
I'm posting all my chapters tonight by the way so I don't spam your flists on Thursday. I'll have them private today and then unlock them.
Sorry I've been MIA, I've been editing this stupid mother fucker to within an inch of it's life.
I'm done now and I have a million LJ entries to read. DDD:
For those of you still on the fence as to whether or not Tim/Michael is a good idea, I give you AN EXCERPT:
"No one who saw us together would think you were anything but hugely kinky," Tim replied.
"You don't look kinky. You look... like a cyclist," Michael said hesitantly and they both looked down at Tim's tights and sweatshirt combo. It really did smack of 'we just had sex.'
"Yeah," Tim shot back, "a cyclist that just blew you on the roof."
Tim hadn't thought about what he was going to say to Michael before he said it. He hadn't stopped to consider the words at all and now that they were out of his mouth they finally registered. Something hot flushed all through his body as Tim's mouth went dry.
He could see it clearly in his mind's eye. He could see Michael, his jeans around his thighs and his erection out in the evening air. Tim could also see himself, on his knees in front of Michael, his mouth open wide, ready to fit tightly around the hot shaft of Michael's erection.
Oh yeah, my story has kinky cyclists.
Also, meme:
THE FANFICTION LOVE MEME