Hear Both Sides | NC17 | End Notes
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This story… hands up, I never thought it would end! I actually started to panic around the forty-thousand mark… which those that follow me on Twitter will possibly remember. And so yeah, a huge thanks to them! Thanks to every one on Twitter that listened to me panic over this monster that didn't seem to want to end. And to those that were possibly just intrigued as to what the hell I was rambling on about when tweeting about Crambriel!
A huge thanks goes to my lovely friends and betas (who helped talk me off the metaphorical edge and pretty much encouraged me to write a fic with this threesome), disturbinglynic and cashay. Thanks to one of the most amusing cheerleaders I have ever had as well, Doc_jasley! Sure our random Twitter conversations possibly were conducive towards this fic, but they really are quite amusing!
And last but certainly not least, a huge thank you to my amazing artist, chef_geekier who made me some incredible art for this and is generally just an all round awesome person! Go comment on her art! Let her know just how amazing she is!!
So, on to the fic, yeah? There isn't much to say really. First, the whole idea of this came from me wondering just why there aren't many fics with this pairing. And then I sort of came up with Crambriel and well, spent a vast majority of the time writing this, craving cranberries. I had no idea that it was going to be this long. And I actually just started to write it as a oneshot because of a vague idea I chatted to loveinstars about. Some how it turned into this monster! Heh
Now, a couple of things I just wanna bring up about the fic before people say anything about them. First, the salt allergy. It's a real thing. I have one, which makes me mum cackle and call me a mini-demon. She should never be allowed to watch Supernatural. So anyway, yes, it's a real thing and it sucks.
Second, Crowley's 'demon eyes'. This is totally a homage to Mark Sheppard. A couple of years ago, he was asked what colour Crowley's eyes would be as they've never actually changed in the show. He answered that he thought Crowley's eyes would be a nice baby blue. *snickers* It's always amused me so I had to find a way to fit it in.
Balti Towers is a local Indian restaurant near me. The name never fails to make me giggle. Even if I can't actually eat there because I'm allergic to pretty much everything that they serve. Still, that name is inspired.
The torture implements that are mentioned are all real and I've seen more of them on a tour of the Tower of London. They're kinda awesomely horrifying. Lol. Confusingly enough, the tour was actually in Edinburgh. Which made my geographically challenged mind just give up and shut down. Still, pretty damn interesting. The other alternate methods of torture are also real and have been used by various mob bosses and gang leaders over the decades. Such lovely people, no?
I kinda did a vague bit of research on what Sam would actually be studying in Stanford, but it was really, really vague and to the point where I sorta just picked courses that sounded interesting. *snort*
Finally, I'm British and Crowley is British. And Loki is Loki… What I'm saying is, Sam had no chance in not picking up Britishisms. I did have a lovely and ever patient American friend pick out all the overly British things, but well, chances are Sam still thinks/speaks a little too British-y… so I'm sticking with the whole Crowley rubbed off on him in more way than one. Plus, all Americans have to admit that our cursing is way more inventive…
This story… hands up, I never thought it would end! I actually started to panic around the forty-thousand mark… which those that follow me on Twitter will possibly remember. And so yeah, a huge thanks to them! Thanks to every one on Twitter that listened to me panic over this monster that didn't seem to want to end. And to those that were possibly just intrigued as to what the hell I was rambling on about when tweeting about Crambriel!
A huge thanks goes to my lovely friends and betas (who helped talk me off the metaphorical edge and pretty much encouraged me to write a fic with this threesome), disturbinglynic and cashay. Thanks to one of the most amusing cheerleaders I have ever had as well, Doc_jasley! Sure our random Twitter conversations possibly were conducive towards this fic, but they really are quite amusing!
And last but certainly not least, a huge thank you to my amazing artist, chef_geekier who made me some incredible art for this and is generally just an all round awesome person! Go comment on her art! Let her know just how amazing she is!!
So, on to the fic, yeah? There isn't much to say really. First, the whole idea of this came from me wondering just why there aren't many fics with this pairing. And then I sort of came up with Crambriel and well, spent a vast majority of the time writing this, craving cranberries. I had no idea that it was going to be this long. And I actually just started to write it as a oneshot because of a vague idea I chatted to loveinstars about. Some how it turned into this monster! Heh
Now, a couple of things I just wanna bring up about the fic before people say anything about them. First, the salt allergy. It's a real thing. I have one, which makes me mum cackle and call me a mini-demon. She should never be allowed to watch Supernatural. So anyway, yes, it's a real thing and it sucks.
Second, Crowley's 'demon eyes'. This is totally a homage to Mark Sheppard. A couple of years ago, he was asked what colour Crowley's eyes would be as they've never actually changed in the show. He answered that he thought Crowley's eyes would be a nice baby blue. *snickers* It's always amused me so I had to find a way to fit it in.
Balti Towers is a local Indian restaurant near me. The name never fails to make me giggle. Even if I can't actually eat there because I'm allergic to pretty much everything that they serve. Still, that name is inspired.
The torture implements that are mentioned are all real and I've seen more of them on a tour of the Tower of London. They're kinda awesomely horrifying. Lol. Confusingly enough, the tour was actually in Edinburgh. Which made my geographically challenged mind just give up and shut down. Still, pretty damn interesting. The other alternate methods of torture are also real and have been used by various mob bosses and gang leaders over the decades. Such lovely people, no?
I kinda did a vague bit of research on what Sam would actually be studying in Stanford, but it was really, really vague and to the point where I sorta just picked courses that sounded interesting. *snort*
Finally, I'm British and Crowley is British. And Loki is Loki… What I'm saying is, Sam had no chance in not picking up Britishisms. I did have a lovely and ever patient American friend pick out all the overly British things, but well, chances are Sam still thinks/speaks a little too British-y… so I'm sticking with the whole Crowley rubbed off on him in more way than one. Plus, all Americans have to admit that our cursing is way more inventive…