It's unamaga's birthday! And mine too, but unlike me, Mel is a good fangirl and wrote McShep! Check it out here. The lovely schneestern also wrote fic today! And it's here!


So: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEL! You are awesome and sparkly and one of the best people in both of my fandoms! I hope your day is wonderful! If you perchance want a fic, just lemme know okay? ♥



And now, back to your regularly scheduled programming.

Don't take that as a sign that I've chosen a side in the Fifty/Kanye war (because...who will be the new King of Hip Hop? God, I'm so conflicted), just pay attention, because it's time to pimp.

My two favorite people ever, unamaga and immoralilly have started a challenge! Just Google It. It's a little peanut butter in your chocolate, a little lox in your cream cheese, a little googling in your fanfic. Just do it. For the world. And because you know you want to.

So, once upon a time there were two girls. Let's call them traffic_west and immoralilly. One day they were squeeing about SGA and John Sheppard's hair and the baffling attractiveness of David Hewlett (as you do), when all of a sudden:

immoralilly: now I have COLLEGE ROOMATE FIC IN MY HEAD
traffic_west:EEEEEEEEEEE

( cut for a truly sad amount of insanity regarding John Sheppard's hair. and other things. )

And, um, after that it just got a little pathetic, but the point is, dear flist, because Robin is made of amazing, this fic ACTUALLY EXISTS. And it's here and it's AWESOME. And you should go read it. Now. *g*

Happy Birthday, juicephine! I hope it's as awesome as you are!




In less happy news, I'm moving in, um, five days and I have packed...uh, my books. And then I found some more books taht I need to pack, so you know, not much progress on that front. Also, have been bombarded by fic ideas which I tell myself I WILL NOT WRITE and then I totally write like five pages before I remember that I haven't packed anything. Except some of my books. Sigh.

Oh, and I have totally failed at reel_spn. It's a story I'd like to write someday, when I have time again. So like, in four years. Hm.

It's August 9th! Which means it's the wonderful, sparkly, talented, and lovely schneestern's birthday! Something which could only be properly celebrated by possibly the most gratuitous John Sheppard picspam of all time. Warning: there is an 87 percent chance of spontaneous pregnancy. Need I say that this is not dial-up friendly?


( also goes well with cake )


HAPPY BIRTHDAY JULES! May John kidnap you to an island in the Caribbean where you can drink mai-tais and run your fingers through his hair on your special day! ||||

I have nothing to say re: LJ exodus. I will be sad, but, life is life, the internet is a fickle place, and sometimes evil wins. Blah blah blah.

Re: life, can I just say, HI, WHAT THE FUCK. There are bad weekends and then there is the weekend I just had. It went kind of like:

FRIDAY:

GRANDMOTHER: So, the memorial service of my friend is this weekend.
ME: Oh my gosh, is there anything I can do to help?
GRANDMOTHER: Why, yes, actually, her daughter is coming into town with two of her sons, PERHAPS YOU REMEMBER THEM FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD AND MAYBE YOU CAN MARRY ONE OF THEM ER, THEY ARE VERY HANDSOME.
ME: Oh, uh, okay, so... but I meant can I help with the memorial service, though?

SATURDAY:

DAD: So, I was playing basketball with The Poor Bereaved Grandsons today and I told them all about you AND I THINK THEY'D BE WILLING TO COURT YOU ER, THEY SEEM VERY INTERESTED IN MEETING YOU.
ME: I have already met them. Many moons ago. Also, hi, memorial service?
DAD: Oh, right. Still.
ME: *facepalm*

DAD: Oh, hi, I just thought I'd randomly show up at your work with The Poor Bereaved Grandsons and introduce you, you know, in case you wanted to get married immediately. There are two of them!
ME: Isn't that one 17? I think that's illegal.
DAD: Rules are for babies.
ME: OKAY, GO AWAY NOW.
POOR BEREAVED: Hiiiiiii there.
ME: JESUS CHRIST, PEOPLE. MEMORIAL SERVICE.

SUNDAY, PRE MEMORIAL SERVICE:

GRANDMOTHER: This is my granddaughter! Look, isn't she beautiful? SHE'S ALSO OF MARRYING AGE. JUST IN CASE YOU WERE THINKING OF PROPOSING.
ME: Maybe this is inappropriate, BUT I WISH THIS WERE A MEMORIAL SERVICE FOR ME. FOR GOD'S SAKE I AM ONLY EIGHTEEN.
GRANDMOTHER: Let's go over there, I see more Available Young Men to introduce you to!


SUNDAY, POST MEMORIAL SERVICE:

HOT BEREAVED GRANDSON: So, hi.
PIMPTASTIC ELDERLY RELATIVES: *gaze adoringly*
ME: So, uh. Hi.
PIMPTASTIC ELDERLY RELATIVES: OH LOOK, THEY WILL HAVE SUCH BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN TOGETHER.
ME: OH FOR GOD'S SAKE, I'M BECOMING A LESBIAN JUST TO SPITE YOU PEOPLE.
SERIOUSLY OUT OF HAND ELDERLY RELATIVES:...Uh, well, have you met Jane here? SHE'S VERY SMART AND LOVELY.
ME: I give up.

And it didn't end there. Actually, the weekend ended with a broken down car in the middle of an intersection, a hot cop, and a van full of scantily clad girls on their way home from church camp. But that's a story for another time.


Another thing that makes me just...agh. I have become a slave to SGA! I need more stories! It's gotten to the point that I'll even brave sgastoryfinders, something I never do for its equivalent in SPN fandom...mostly because I've never had to, because my flist is magical and shiny, but...*shudder*: Many moons ago, when I started reading fanfic, I recall a story (Ithink it was actually called Allina) which took place both during the episode The Brotherhood where Allina and Rodney got together, and a few months later when she turned up pregnant on Atlantis (she may have brought a ZPM). Rodney, the father, is not amused and is very abusive towards Allina. He rapes and beats her. Surprisingly, there is a happy ending.


Oh, fandom/world/life. Thanks, but...no thanks.

Okay guys. Where is the SPN fic with a chupacabra? Where? I know it's out there and I need it. It doesn't even have to be Wincest. It could even be het (\O/!!!!) as long as there is a blood-thirsty goat killing monster. Please?

Also, as seen in...many places: Leave your name here and I will tell you why it's awesome to have you on my flist. Don't be shy! Ask me for love!

Everyone should play! It would make me really happy!

*cue sensitive violins*

WAY WAY BACK, like, an entire year ago, I wrote my first fic in SPN fandom, and indeed, my first fic ever, and it was for the spn_50states challenge, and well, here we are again, guys.


Sometimes You Just Can't Hold Back the River. Sam/Dean. R.
Dean figures people live just about the same way that they die--confused, scared, and without a damn clue what's coming next.
beta by the lovely and talented dea_liberty

( clicky! )

Daniel Radcliffe on Extras is fucking hilarious. If I could be bothered, I'd upload a clip from YouTube or something. But I can't. I hope you're all watching/have already watched and are currently mocking me for only just now watching Extras. Because it is awesome.

I need to hire someone to a) find me an icon of John Sheppard wearing his Aviator Sunglasses of Hotassery (bonus points for including The Hair in the shot) and b) literally come over to my house and physically stop me from downloading SGA because, um, I can't stop and it is a sickness. *pouts*

Also, anyone know any great Luna/Harry fic? I refuse to venture into Harry Potter fandom (IT'S SCARY). Do it for me!


Random cool thing of the day: Someone has been putting replicas of these posters up around my town.

WHAT. I DON'T KNOW, OKAY? STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT.


A Little Less Conversation
Pairing/Rating: John Sheppard/Dean Winchester, PWP, NC-17
Summary: Dudes. It's porn.

( This isn't what Dean came looking for, but he's not exactly complaining. )







And now, I am going to go be a good little fangirl and write my reel_spn story. I SWEAR.

I really have only one thing to say: DAMN THAT HARRY POTTER BOY GREW UP FINE. HOLY SHIT. *perves* Best movie yet. For reals.


And I am very tired, and have eaten too much candy. And am still writing Sheppard/Dean and my brain hurts and I am going to bed. La. I find myself using this icon A LOT.

Part The First: My RL friend Ashley is very, er, sheltered. She was home schooled, and her family is very church oriented, but honestly, she is just the most sheltered person I have ever met, and sometimes she is really dumb. I still love her, but she once said to me that she would rather have a child born with cerebral palsy than have a child who was gay. I mean. GAH. But. THIS SAME PERSON IS NOW TALKING TO ME ABOUT THE GAY BOY SHE MET IN NEW YORK ON A DANCE TRIP AND WHOM SHE IS NOW IN LOVE WITH. Apparently, he's a choreographer. ANYWAY. WHAT. *boggles* I hope this will be something positive for her.


Part The Second: immoralilly has me writing SGA/SPN fic. Sheppard/Dean. I know. First a new fandom, and then I go and betray the OTP! ( Here, have a taste of the crazy )


Part The Third: Real life is HARD and why does everything cost money and OMG I HATE BEING A GROWNUP. *curls up in a corner and hides*

Happy Birthday, impertinence! My flist wouldn't be the same without you, baby. Hope this year's a good one!

Right now, these things are my happy place:

1. elohvee's Big Bang Fic, We Were Twenty. Well, okay, actually it's my "weeping into the pillow" place, but in a happy way. Um.

2. Usually when fandom starts getting wanky I get really irritated, think of something to say and then end up throwing up my hands and going "fuck it" because I don't even know how to respond to this stuff sometimes. In regards to the whole "fandom is sexist" thing that's going down, eboniorchid did something that makes me very, very happy and something I'd like to see more of in fandom. She *gasp* stated her opinion without demanding that others share that EXACT opinion (or they are misogynist fuckwits, dontcha know) and then asked others to discuss their opinions as well! Even if they differed from hers! (I KNOW, IT'S CRAZY TALK) HAPPINESS.

3. Have you ever just kind of...lost interest in a pairing? I'm totally losing my interest in J2. *waits for mass defriending* I've never written it, but I've long enjoyed reading it and it's waning to the point that I'll only read WIPs that I'm already invested in. *eyes ze_pink_lady* But I've got this scenario in my head that won't get out, to the point that I'm thinking it must be a fic somewhere that I read once, where Jensen like, once asks Jared to grab something for him because he can't reach it? Like, a frisbee in a really tall tree or something? And then Jared makes fun of him for a week and starts calling him "little bro" and "stumpy" and you know, whatever. And then he goes around purposely moving things out of Jensen's reach to the point that he adjusts all the shelves in Jen's apartment and in his trailer so Jensen can't reach them and it's this whole huge thing. And eventually Jensen gets really pissed and Jared has to make it up to him by leveling the playing field. Um. On his knees. Is this a fic and I just can't remember it? If so, please link me so I can rekindle the J2 fire. And if not, um, someone write it? Kthx. ( I mean, right? )



4. As always the people who never fail to make me smile and oh yeah, ( those other people who never fail to make me smile )

Dude, if no one claims Mean Girls over at reel_spn I will cry into my pillow every night for eternity. Seriously.

Run, do not walk to read killabeez Sam/Dean fic And the Devil Makes Three. You know those fics that make you throw up your hands and go "well that's it then, I'm done" because they're so damn good? This is one of those fics. It's pitch-perfect, and it aches in the best way possible. This is just everything wonderful and hurty and right about Wincest, right here.


Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to find some more tissues.

Hey guys, just popping in (from Metropolis, IL where you can buy RC Cola from vending machines for 50 cents, God bless America) to say all my fic (which is what, like four stories, but whatever) is now no longer flocked. I kind of never bothered to unlock after the whole LJ thingy that went down last week...or...two weeks ago? Sorry, I'm quite out of the loop. Anyway, annkiri has kept me updated on all the awesome happenings around here, but I won't be around for I don't know how long, so drop me some links if there's something you see that you know I'd want to see too, okay?

*draws hearts all over flist*

I'm thinking I might do a long-ish post on how exactly I came to love this crazy fandom, but...eh. Work. Typing. Words. It's so difficult. And my slashfest due date looms ever closer. SIGH. I may just...not finish? There's a TMI analogy about having sex when you don't really feel like it in there somewhere, but I'm either too polite (HA) or too tired to find it.

Instead of moping, however, teh musics!

West Coast by Jason Schwartzman. We both go together if one falls down/I talk out loud like you're still around/And I miss you/I'm going back home to west coast/I wish you would put yourself in my suitcase/I love you standing all alone in a black coat This is my quintessential Sam-at-Stanford song. Seriously. This is just. I mean, it's Sam at Stanford thinking about Dean. That is all.

Clean Getaway It felt just like love/Except no fear of losing, and it wasn't tough/I finally made it/I made a clean getaway/I finally made it/I made a clean getaway/And I miss you/I miss you every single day. This is my second favorite Sam-at-Stanford song because, um, tears. And it's just a beautiful song, and I've pimped Maria Taylor here before but I cannot stress ENOUGH how amazing she is, or how amazing this song is.

Homebird by Foy Vance. I'd be howlin' out a song in the backseat/the boys would laugh and tease about my black feet/they'd tell stories that would warm my soul/Motorbikes and chrome You know how everyone has personal canon? This is my song for MY personal canon Dean. My Dean is a carpentry buff. He likes architecture. If he had the choice, he'd rather be building something than shooting something. When my Dean was little, he stole a box of Lincoln Logs and when John found out he made Dean take them back to the store and Dean wasn't allowed to ride shotgun in the Impala for a MONTH, John was so furious. My Dean's favorite memory is of pregnant Mary letting him stand on her feet while she danced him around the kitchen and John made pancakes and sang 'Brown Eyed Girl' at the top of his lungs off key, but he'd never admit that. Have I convinced you to download this song yet? DO IT.

Lost Time Another Maria Taylor. I never said that it was time/ I was just hoping it/If i was always on your mind/ Well, you didn't show it/ But when i'd shut my eyes/
You'd always know it It's SUCH a Sam and Dean or Sam/Dean and SamandDean or whatever the fuck you please song, and it's brilliant and it makes my heart SO FREAKING HAPPY. And if you want to make me happy (and I know you do) you will download it.

and lastly, because it's um...5am? And I'm on LIVEJOURNAL (you can shoot me in the face right now, no seriously)

Sideways Citizen Cope. These feelings won't go away/They've been knockin' me sideways/They've been knockin' me out lately/Whenever you come around me Good song for unrequited love (hello, Dean/Jo). DL it and you will not be disappointed.

This is unforgivable schmoop. It is the shmoopiest shmoop that ever, er, shmooped. I don't know. I honestly don't. I'm sorry. Blame dea_liberty. If she weren't so freaking awesome, I wouldn't have been moved to write this for her. Alas, she is, and it's all for Dea.

( I can't wait to fall in love with you. Sam/Dean. Rish for sexin'. Sam is kind of impatient, Dean kind of isn't. )