Dec. 24th, 2009
Unconnected things
Dec. 24th, 2009 01:13 am1. I have been annoying all my non SPN followers on Twitter all week with this so why should you guys be exempt? LOL! VOTE MISHA. You don't need a Twitter to do this and you can vote every 20 mins. You don't want Jedward to win this do you? DO YOU?
2. I finished the ficlet that was giving me grief. Hopefully
sinnerforhire can help me fix it up into something postable.
3.
sigrundora reminded me that I wrote a bunch of ficlets based on some of my icons a while back. That's added 800 words to my anual word count \o/
4. IT'S SNOWING! I think we're pretty much guaranteed a white christmas this year now. I'll post some pics in the morning
2. I finished the ficlet that was giving me grief. Hopefully
3.
4. IT'S SNOWING! I think we're pretty much guaranteed a white christmas this year now. I'll post some pics in the morning
'30 DAYS OF YOU'
Day 01 → Your favorite song
Day 02 → Your favorite movie
Day 03 → Your favorite television program
Day 04 → Your favorite book
Day 05 → Your favorite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
The Doors of Time by
felisblanco
It’s not like he doesn’t try to fit in and make friends, he really does. It just seems like nothing he does is good enough for them. If he smiles they blink. If he speaks they stare. And whenever they see him coming they get this panicked look in their eyes like they want to run away and they don’t even know why.
Jensen knows why. It’s the same thing that makes his dad worry and his mom cry. That makes Nana tell his parents he’s going to Hell, not even caring that he can hear her.
It’s what makes him ‘weird’.
Seriously, this is the best fic I have ever read. I've even got people who have never even seen SPN to read this and they've loved it. It's an AU so you don't need to worry about knowing the who people are and if RPS squicks you it really doesn't read like that at all. In fact Felis is working on turning it into an original novel at the moment. Just give it a try. It's brilliant.
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobby of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 01 → Your favorite song
Day 02 → Your favorite movie
Day 03 → Your favorite television program
Day 04 → Your favorite book
Day 05 → Your favorite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
The Doors of Time by
It’s not like he doesn’t try to fit in and make friends, he really does. It just seems like nothing he does is good enough for them. If he smiles they blink. If he speaks they stare. And whenever they see him coming they get this panicked look in their eyes like they want to run away and they don’t even know why.
Jensen knows why. It’s the same thing that makes his dad worry and his mom cry. That makes Nana tell his parents he’s going to Hell, not even caring that he can hear her.
It’s what makes him ‘weird’.
Seriously, this is the best fic I have ever read. I've even got people who have never even seen SPN to read this and they've loved it. It's an AU so you don't need to worry about knowing the who people are and if RPS squicks you it really doesn't read like that at all. In fact Felis is working on turning it into an original novel at the moment. Just give it a try. It's brilliant.
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobby of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Ficlet: Birds of a Feather
Dec. 24th, 2009 06:34 pmTitle: Birds of a Feather
Author:
hils
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 941
Summary: Prompt ficlet written for
vichan. Dean has wings.
Thanks to
sinnerforhire for the beta
( Fake cut to my fiction journal )
Author:
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 941
Summary: Prompt ficlet written for
Thanks to
( Fake cut to my fiction journal )
Nicholas was...
Dec. 24th, 2009 06:37 pmolder than sin, and his beard could grow no whiter. He wanted to die.
The dwarfish natives of the Arctic caverns did not speak his language, but conversed in their own, twittering tongue, conducted incomprehensible rituals, when they were not actually working in the factories.
Once a year they forced him, sobbing and protesting, into Endless Night. During the journey he would stand near every child in the world, leave one of the dwarves' invisible gifts by its bedside. The children slept, frozen into time
He envied Prometheus and Loki, Sisyphus and Judas. His punishment was harsher.
Ho.
Ho.
Ho.
Taken from Smoke and Mirrors by Neil Gaiman. Merry Christmas y'all ;)
The dwarfish natives of the Arctic caverns did not speak his language, but conversed in their own, twittering tongue, conducted incomprehensible rituals, when they were not actually working in the factories.
Once a year they forced him, sobbing and protesting, into Endless Night. During the journey he would stand near every child in the world, leave one of the dwarves' invisible gifts by its bedside. The children slept, frozen into time
He envied Prometheus and Loki, Sisyphus and Judas. His punishment was harsher.
Ho.
Ho.
Ho.
Taken from Smoke and Mirrors by Neil Gaiman. Merry Christmas y'all ;)