Seven Days of Self Promotion Meme, Day 6
The Days:
1. Something Old
2. Something New
3. Something you made for someone else
4. Something you made just for yourself.
5. Something for a major fandom/pairing/character
6. Something for a minor fandom/pairing/character
7. Something you're just really proud of.
I haven't written much besides drabbles about minor characters, though I do have a few with Pastor Jim. Most of my minor character ficcage is reserved for Alastair and I've got fics featuring him ranging from gen to N/C 17 and from dim to pitch black. I love his attitude and the cadence of his voice and the words he chooses to use and how suavely evil he is. I love to write him, I really do. I'm going, I think, to choose Banquet for the story I use to demonstrate my feelings about Alastair and what he was able to put Dean through in Hell. Because, in spite of how horrible it is, I think this fic illustrates how things were for him in a pretty clear way. This exact circumstance might not have happened, but the underlying idea of "like magic" is always there.
Summary: Alastair's throwing a dinner party and Dean's on the menu. Actually, Dean is the menu.
Be warned. This is disturbing stuff.
1. Something Old
2. Something New
3. Something you made for someone else
4. Something you made just for yourself.
5. Something for a major fandom/pairing/character
6. Something for a minor fandom/pairing/character
7. Something you're just really proud of.
I haven't written much besides drabbles about minor characters, though I do have a few with Pastor Jim. Most of my minor character ficcage is reserved for Alastair and I've got fics featuring him ranging from gen to N/C 17 and from dim to pitch black. I love his attitude and the cadence of his voice and the words he chooses to use and how suavely evil he is. I love to write him, I really do. I'm going, I think, to choose Banquet for the story I use to demonstrate my feelings about Alastair and what he was able to put Dean through in Hell. Because, in spite of how horrible it is, I think this fic illustrates how things were for him in a pretty clear way. This exact circumstance might not have happened, but the underlying idea of "like magic" is always there.
Summary: Alastair's throwing a dinner party and Dean's on the menu. Actually, Dean is the menu.
Be warned. This is disturbing stuff.