First
Alright, I'm writing my first fanfiction. Don't look at me like that. No really, your eye is starting to twitch; it's kinda creeping me out.
So, I've been reading fanfiction on and off for about 6 or 7 years now, rabidly at first, and then gradually tapering off as all obsessions inevitably do. My fandom of choice, you ask? Harry Potter, and almost exclusively pieces featuring Snape, but I dabble in the occasional Jeeves & Wooster community, because it's just so damn spiffing. Am I writing a Harry Potter fic then? Nope.
No, I'm writing a RPS, which is odd, as I'm usually not taken with celebrities so much, but fictional characters, fictional characters with wands or starched collars and Brylcreemed hair. But these fine fellows I'm forcing to do what I desire [on the page, at least] are two lovely blokes from the great land of Australia. Hamish & Andy, as they're known in the local entertainment industry, are two radio personalities and occasional TV trespassers who have become wildly popular with their cheeky good looks, and their well-meaning scullduggery. Oh, and I'm slashing them silly.
I'm not too sure how porny this is going to get, but there'll at least be a bit of edge, and let's hope I have the guts, eh?
Anyways, I'm just over 4,000 words in, and if I write about it somewhere, even if it's my own personal lj, then it'll make it real, and maybe I'll get gumption to post it for the world [6 people, tops] to read and critique. Here's hoping!
So, I've been reading fanfiction on and off for about 6 or 7 years now, rabidly at first, and then gradually tapering off as all obsessions inevitably do. My fandom of choice, you ask? Harry Potter, and almost exclusively pieces featuring Snape, but I dabble in the occasional Jeeves & Wooster community, because it's just so damn spiffing. Am I writing a Harry Potter fic then? Nope.
No, I'm writing a RPS, which is odd, as I'm usually not taken with celebrities so much, but fictional characters, fictional characters with wands or starched collars and Brylcreemed hair. But these fine fellows I'm forcing to do what I desire [on the page, at least] are two lovely blokes from the great land of Australia. Hamish & Andy, as they're known in the local entertainment industry, are two radio personalities and occasional TV trespassers who have become wildly popular with their cheeky good looks, and their well-meaning scullduggery. Oh, and I'm slashing them silly.
I'm not too sure how porny this is going to get, but there'll at least be a bit of edge, and let's hope I have the guts, eh?
Anyways, I'm just over 4,000 words in, and if I write about it somewhere, even if it's my own personal lj, then it'll make it real, and maybe I'll get gumption to post it for the world [6 people, tops] to read and critique. Here's hoping!