...what?

[roxy]

All I really want to do is write Wincest curtain fic of all different flavors. There's really no reason for me not to give into shmoopiness, is there? It's not like it's wrong if no one is being tortured or sliding into faintly dub-con sex, right? And J2 shmoop, I kinda want to try that out for size.

But I still want to finish my slightly evilish-flavored 1920s Young Sammy and Dean.

I think I'm being too happy and content with Mr. R being home all the time. Sadly, I can tell he's just about done with the enforced down-time and is ready to go back to work. We're still pretty much okay financially, but one more month will kick our ass pretty bad....

Why, oh why can't one of you win the lottery, suddenly realize just how much pleasure you've gotten from my spiritually up-lifting and positive posts and shower us with enough pelf that neither of us have to work ever again? I will of course, in return, shower our benefactor with all the porn they'd ever desire--also, will polish up my rather blandish and vanilla porn-writing skills. And dang, I better get started on some positive type posts--just on the off chance....

"Life is just a bowl of cherries, some of them are delicious and sweet, some of them are rotten at the core, some of them have those little maggoty things in them and it's up to you to keep your eye out...in other words, never eat cherries in the dark. No, seriously, don't do it, it's like your own private horror movie starring you...on the upside, if you're hammered, you'll never know about the little--you know. So, yeah, get hammered, frequently. it helps. End of Pos Thinking."

no need to thank me, I do what I can.

Comments

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that was supposed to be me, stupid LJ.

[portraitofafool.livejournal.com]

Lol, I figured it was you. Idk what to do with the scattered idea-thoughts though. Because they really are just all over the place. I have these snippets, like snapshots, all strung together to make a whole. Somehow there's a face scar, alcoholism and... uh... stuff. *sigh*

Btw, I've been meaning to tell you: I think your icon is very pretty. I just find myself staring at the sky in it. It is awesome and sparkly-surrealish (not a word, heh). :D

Also, because of you, I may've made a cherry icon last night. Yes.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*GASP*
*FLINGS LOGS OF INSPIRATION ON THE POSSIBLE FIRE OF 'MAYBE A STORY'*

Oh thank you! Isn't that the best icon? It's from an ep of the show that I can't remember which one, maybe the one with Linda Blair? It's made by jackieocean who once upon a made the most brilliant, most beautiful SpN icons ever. She's a fabulous artist period. I don't know if she does fandom stuff still.

Also, *love* your icon! :)

[portraitofafool.livejournal.com]

Lol. Man, I wish I could string it all together. I know how the face scar happened (and it's Sam's face) and the alcoholism is, well, canon. I just don't know how to make a cohesive whole out of the idea. Damnit. I even know how each bit of it would start: Sam was 33 when... and Sam was 36 when... Etc.

I think it's either the Linda Blair episode or the one right after they had John's pyre. They walk down lots of roads in the show, so it's hard to keep up. :D I miss seeing them walk off into the sunset together so bad though, they don't do that anymore. It was part of the epic love story of Sam and Dean to me. *sentimental fool*

And thank you! I took a break from writing last night and made icons instead. Including that one. :D