snowflake challenge #9
i'm gonna blow up the ark, rené!
(raiders of the lost ark was on earlier. if i'm posting while it's on, i have to share a quote. look, i don't make the rules. :D )
challenge #9 - brag about yourself
uh... i have a lot of raiders of the lost ark memorized? :D i make an excellent red velvet cake, and have adapted the recipe for excellent red velvet cupcakes. (i said this last year but it's still true.) last year i wrote my eleventh bigbang, holy shit. ooh, i can pimp some fics.
the kissing booth (spn rps)
Jared and Adrianne take a shift at the running club's kissing booth. Jared gets the best kiss.
just what it says on the tin. :D short and cute.
the coyote and the hawk (spn rps)
That's the curse the Colonel laid on us - always together, always apart.
ladyhawke au written for spn-cinema. i wrote it in august and posted in october, so i had to sit on it for two months which was torture.
when the devil came to pluto (spn rps)
The New Mexico Territory in the 1870s is a vast and wild place, all scrubland and hills and mystery, home to gunslingers and miners and working girls and scattered native tribes. Jared and Jensen live in a little mining town called Pluto, keeping the peace for a brothel and occasionally checking up on the mine. The land around them is full of secrets and stories, which Jared is eager to learn and share. And then one night Jensen vanishes and Jared sets off through the desert to find him. A herd of ghost ponies brings him to the devil's front door, and even though the devil is not what Jared was expecting, he still thinks they can make a deal so he can get Jensen back.
speaking of bigbangs. :D this one is kind of a western au retelling of the story of orpheus, kind of. i wanted it to be creepy and i'm not sure if it is, and i was feeling it for the wild west, and i wanted to write a story about stories. it's very short, for a bang, but i couldn't make it any longer.
the gun show (spn)
He sights down the barrels of Sakos and Remingtons and of course Winchesters, his namesake gun and a thing of beauty.
a teenage dean goes to the local gun show, because i had a very strong mental image of him wearing a black and red flannel coat and a hat with earflaps. i googled a lot of pics of firearms and gun shows for this one and apparently did a good enough job that it read like i'd actually been to one myself. spoiler: i hadn't.
there will be joy again (the old guard)
But Nicky still has blood in his hair - the back of his head is matted with it - and it's a reminder Joe doesn't need to see.
when i told my writing group the most productive i'd been in two weeks was 368 words of fic for the old guard, one of the guys asked if it was *lowers voice* joe/nicky, and when i said yes he kermitflailed so hard i thought he was going to fall off his couch.
the seventh daughter (original)
And I am the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter, and the gargoyles on the great cathedral talk to me.
my last picfor1000 fic. my pic had... gargoyles. :D
and a podfic:
alive and well (and living in hell), written by dear_tiger and read for podficbigbang (spn)
At least thirteen people claim to have either personally witnessed or participated in the death of Sam or Dean Winchester, sometimes both. Oh well. They say true love never dies.
sam and dean are mistaken for zombies and killed. sam goes to hell and finds jess, who's carrying around a screaming monster in a bag. dean goes to heaven and hates it because sam's not there, and sets about getting kicked out. and then things get weird. it was really fun to read, and a definite challenge as a podfic.
(raiders of the lost ark was on earlier. if i'm posting while it's on, i have to share a quote. look, i don't make the rules. :D )
challenge #9 - brag about yourself
uh... i have a lot of raiders of the lost ark memorized? :D i make an excellent red velvet cake, and have adapted the recipe for excellent red velvet cupcakes. (i said this last year but it's still true.) last year i wrote my eleventh bigbang, holy shit. ooh, i can pimp some fics.
the kissing booth (spn rps)
Jared and Adrianne take a shift at the running club's kissing booth. Jared gets the best kiss.
just what it says on the tin. :D short and cute.
the coyote and the hawk (spn rps)
That's the curse the Colonel laid on us - always together, always apart.
ladyhawke au written for spn-cinema. i wrote it in august and posted in october, so i had to sit on it for two months which was torture.
when the devil came to pluto (spn rps)
The New Mexico Territory in the 1870s is a vast and wild place, all scrubland and hills and mystery, home to gunslingers and miners and working girls and scattered native tribes. Jared and Jensen live in a little mining town called Pluto, keeping the peace for a brothel and occasionally checking up on the mine. The land around them is full of secrets and stories, which Jared is eager to learn and share. And then one night Jensen vanishes and Jared sets off through the desert to find him. A herd of ghost ponies brings him to the devil's front door, and even though the devil is not what Jared was expecting, he still thinks they can make a deal so he can get Jensen back.
speaking of bigbangs. :D this one is kind of a western au retelling of the story of orpheus, kind of. i wanted it to be creepy and i'm not sure if it is, and i was feeling it for the wild west, and i wanted to write a story about stories. it's very short, for a bang, but i couldn't make it any longer.
the gun show (spn)
He sights down the barrels of Sakos and Remingtons and of course Winchesters, his namesake gun and a thing of beauty.
a teenage dean goes to the local gun show, because i had a very strong mental image of him wearing a black and red flannel coat and a hat with earflaps. i googled a lot of pics of firearms and gun shows for this one and apparently did a good enough job that it read like i'd actually been to one myself. spoiler: i hadn't.
there will be joy again (the old guard)
But Nicky still has blood in his hair - the back of his head is matted with it - and it's a reminder Joe doesn't need to see.
when i told my writing group the most productive i'd been in two weeks was 368 words of fic for the old guard, one of the guys asked if it was *lowers voice* joe/nicky, and when i said yes he kermitflailed so hard i thought he was going to fall off his couch.
the seventh daughter (original)
And I am the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter, and the gargoyles on the great cathedral talk to me.
my last picfor1000 fic. my pic had... gargoyles. :D
and a podfic:
alive and well (and living in hell), written by dear_tiger and read for podficbigbang (spn)
At least thirteen people claim to have either personally witnessed or participated in the death of Sam or Dean Winchester, sometimes both. Oh well. They say true love never dies.
sam and dean are mistaken for zombies and killed. sam goes to hell and finds jess, who's carrying around a screaming monster in a bag. dean goes to heaven and hates it because sam's not there, and sets about getting kicked out. and then things get weird. it was really fun to read, and a definite challenge as a podfic.