Seven Days of Self Promotion, Day Three: Something you made for someone else
The story I picked (and as a change it's neither SPN nor SPN RPF!) is a loaded weapon (ready and waiting) rated Explicit, which is Hercules Hansen/Stacker Pentecost from Pacific Rim and written for acaramelmacchiato/bro-stoevsky
Sadly Hot Dads (official ship name right there) never really took off (I do not know why - look at this screencap and boggle also) but it seized my brain and made me wonder what a relationship would look like between two people who verbally barely interact but whose presence, ease with each other and the way they anticipate one another came across so well. It was a joy to write for bro, not least because it forced me to be significantly more subtle than I usually am. I ended up dialing back every single extreme and working on creating a mood of extreme tiredness. It ended up infecting the whole story and creating a slowness to their actions, a damped down enjoyment of their time together, a parallel to the fact that they're aging but not decaying. I liked the chance to get the other side of Chuck's damage as well - writing jerks (and their reasons) but not excusing them is always fun.
If I was writing it all over again, there's things that I would fix - I'd like to add a little more about where they know each other from first in particular, but as a snapshot of a relationship between people at a time of crisis, who play their cards close to their chest but who know each other from the bone up, I think it works. And the recipient liked it, which really I am the happiest about.
Sadly Hot Dads (official ship name right there) never really took off (I do not know why - look at this screencap and boggle also) but it seized my brain and made me wonder what a relationship would look like between two people who verbally barely interact but whose presence, ease with each other and the way they anticipate one another came across so well. It was a joy to write for bro, not least because it forced me to be significantly more subtle than I usually am. I ended up dialing back every single extreme and working on creating a mood of extreme tiredness. It ended up infecting the whole story and creating a slowness to their actions, a damped down enjoyment of their time together, a parallel to the fact that they're aging but not decaying. I liked the chance to get the other side of Chuck's damage as well - writing jerks (and their reasons) but not excusing them is always fun.
If I was writing it all over again, there's things that I would fix - I'd like to add a little more about where they know each other from first in particular, but as a snapshot of a relationship between people at a time of crisis, who play their cards close to their chest but who know each other from the bone up, I think it works. And the recipient liked it, which really I am the happiest about.