In Need of Assistance (As Usual)
HELLO HELLO HELLO everyone! I just flew in from San Jose, and boy are my arms tired!
No, wait, what?
Actually, I am here to make a formal request that maybe someone might be able to help with maybe I hope a lot.
I need a beta (or two) for a Big Bang fic that I am writing with my partner.
The fic is sort of Sassy oriented (more Sam and Castiel, not quite so Sam/Castiel, iykwim), but mostly just turned out angsty. It's looking to be around 20k-25k and in return for betaing, I will shower you with love and LUST and candy.
Drop me a line here if you have any inclination to learn more.
AND. Just so this is not a whiny cry for help post, I wrote some Sassy crack for y'all.
"Didn't I read somewhere that April showers will bring May flowers?" Castiel asked, nudging Sam in the shoulder.
Sam was pouting, as usual, because it hadn't stopped raining since they got to town and Dean was making him stay inside the motel room.
You'll just get your jeans muddy and ruin your shoes and I can't spend all my time doing your damn laundry. You're not eight any more, dude.
"Stupid flowers. I hate them so much," Sam lied, turning away from the window. "I want to go outside."
"But then you'd get wet," Castiel pointed out. "Because it's raining."
Sam shot him what would have been a Death Glare if Sam was Cyclops from the X-Men comics, but because Sam is just pretty much Sam, turned out to be a mean 'stop saying obvious things' look.
So Castiel took it upon himself to try and cheer Sam up. "Want to play Candyland?" Castiel asked. He knew how Sam had a big crush on Queen Frostine.
"Ehh," said Sam.
"Do you want to climb on my back and I can pretend I'm a pony and you can be the cowboy?"
Sam didn't point out all the ways in which that was the most emotionally scarring thing he'd heard since he heard Dad giving Dean the sex talk using his and Mom's relationship as concrete examples. 'Now, the first time we had anal sex, we forgot to use lubrication, and let me tell you...
Sam physically shuddered at the memory and tried to focus on Castiel pretending to be a pony instead. It wasn't much better, in the grand scheme of things.
Castiel frowned and touched Sam's shoulder. He was sick of guessing, so he just forced his way into Sam's mind and picked out an acceptable activity. "Do you want to order an erotic movie on the television and some take out Chinese food and make out sloppily on Dean's bed?"
Now, it wasn't the same as going outside and running around and being one with nature and all that crap, but Sam figured it was an okay alternative.
No, wait, what?
Actually, I am here to make a formal request that maybe someone might be able to help with maybe I hope a lot.
I need a beta (or two) for a Big Bang fic that I am writing with my partner.
The fic is sort of Sassy oriented (more Sam and Castiel, not quite so Sam/Castiel, iykwim), but mostly just turned out angsty. It's looking to be around 20k-25k and in return for betaing, I will shower you with love and LUST and candy.
Drop me a line here if you have any inclination to learn more.
AND. Just so this is not a whiny cry for help post, I wrote some Sassy crack for y'all.
"Didn't I read somewhere that April showers will bring May flowers?" Castiel asked, nudging Sam in the shoulder.
Sam was pouting, as usual, because it hadn't stopped raining since they got to town and Dean was making him stay inside the motel room.
You'll just get your jeans muddy and ruin your shoes and I can't spend all my time doing your damn laundry. You're not eight any more, dude.
"Stupid flowers. I hate them so much," Sam lied, turning away from the window. "I want to go outside."
"But then you'd get wet," Castiel pointed out. "Because it's raining."
Sam shot him what would have been a Death Glare if Sam was Cyclops from the X-Men comics, but because Sam is just pretty much Sam, turned out to be a mean 'stop saying obvious things' look.
So Castiel took it upon himself to try and cheer Sam up. "Want to play Candyland?" Castiel asked. He knew how Sam had a big crush on Queen Frostine.
"Ehh," said Sam.
"Do you want to climb on my back and I can pretend I'm a pony and you can be the cowboy?"
Sam didn't point out all the ways in which that was the most emotionally scarring thing he'd heard since he heard Dad giving Dean the sex talk using his and Mom's relationship as concrete examples. 'Now, the first time we had anal sex, we forgot to use lubrication, and let me tell you...
Sam physically shuddered at the memory and tried to focus on Castiel pretending to be a pony instead. It wasn't much better, in the grand scheme of things.
Castiel frowned and touched Sam's shoulder. He was sick of guessing, so he just forced his way into Sam's mind and picked out an acceptable activity. "Do you want to order an erotic movie on the television and some take out Chinese food and make out sloppily on Dean's bed?"
Now, it wasn't the same as going outside and running around and being one with nature and all that crap, but Sam figured it was an okay alternative.