Y'ALL ARE GODDAMN ARTISTES
I was thinking today about how many awesome people have taken time to podfic, and how I have never made a good list of people who've spent time podficcing my fic specifically, in all of its ridiculousness. I love that we can have fandom at all times and in many different formats and that we can collaborate to make things despite vast differences in location in time and space.
So here's a list, in no particular order! I've immensely enjoyed all of these, and have learned a lot from them about making podfic myself. And look at all the pretty coverart!! I heart all of your faces.
Fill it up with something, read by fantamae: Hypothermia.
Better than before, read by lavishsqualor: Dean + cigarettes, sound & smell of rain
What must be mine, read by fantamae: Dean really wants to confess his big love, but Sam is not having it. Also, part of RoboSam's shenanigans are unearthed.
Mistakes, they're memories made, read by colls: Sam deliberates the legitimacy of fortunes and worries soulless-self may have let on too much.
Windfall for the nonbeliever, read by heardtheowl: After Sam's first Hell flashback, he and Dean work a job that means posing as a couple in a planned community. *I would like to say that asking me to record the beginning of each part of her podfic was so lovely on heardtheowl's part, but as I did not own a microphone at this time I sound a little cray :3
Sew your fortunes on a string, read by colls: It's Vegas week and despite everything, Dean's got his money on Sam showing up.
Learn to say the same thing, read by fantamae: As the purpose of this weekend is to get to know one another, please wear your name tag at all times. Sam and Dean end up at a single's retreat in the mountains and run into old friends.
His most excellent wardrobe, read by fantamae: robo!Sam's ruffly pants are the stuff of fairytale.
You're mah brother, and I love u, read by colls: badfic idol wing!fic
Walk away now, read by fantamae: Sam and Dean might be cursed. Every time they try to split up, ridiculous mishaps befall them.
As simple as that, read by oddishly: Dean tracks Sam's cellphone GPS and sits awkwardly in the Impala in every motel parking lot Sam stays in until Sam storms out and asks him if he thinks he's being subtle.
Talks with Death, read by fantamae: Sam is distant and Dean needs a confidant.
Wherefore these dim monuments, read by applegeuse, followed by a second version, read by fantamae: Sam is going to be offended if Dean doesn't kiss him in public on Valentine's Day.
So here's a list, in no particular order! I've immensely enjoyed all of these, and have learned a lot from them about making podfic myself. And look at all the pretty coverart!! I heart all of your faces.
Fill it up with something, read by fantamae: Hypothermia.
Better than before, read by lavishsqualor: Dean + cigarettes, sound & smell of rain
What must be mine, read by fantamae: Dean really wants to confess his big love, but Sam is not having it. Also, part of RoboSam's shenanigans are unearthed.
Mistakes, they're memories made, read by colls: Sam deliberates the legitimacy of fortunes and worries soulless-self may have let on too much.
Windfall for the nonbeliever, read by heardtheowl: After Sam's first Hell flashback, he and Dean work a job that means posing as a couple in a planned community. *I would like to say that asking me to record the beginning of each part of her podfic was so lovely on heardtheowl's part, but as I did not own a microphone at this time I sound a little cray :3
Sew your fortunes on a string, read by colls: It's Vegas week and despite everything, Dean's got his money on Sam showing up.
Learn to say the same thing, read by fantamae: As the purpose of this weekend is to get to know one another, please wear your name tag at all times. Sam and Dean end up at a single's retreat in the mountains and run into old friends.
His most excellent wardrobe, read by fantamae: robo!Sam's ruffly pants are the stuff of fairytale.
You're mah brother, and I love u, read by colls: badfic idol wing!fic
Walk away now, read by fantamae: Sam and Dean might be cursed. Every time they try to split up, ridiculous mishaps befall them.
As simple as that, read by oddishly: Dean tracks Sam's cellphone GPS and sits awkwardly in the Impala in every motel parking lot Sam stays in until Sam storms out and asks him if he thinks he's being subtle.
Talks with Death, read by fantamae: Sam is distant and Dean needs a confidant.
Wherefore these dim monuments, read by applegeuse, followed by a second version, read by fantamae: Sam is going to be offended if Dean doesn't kiss him in public on Valentine's Day.