I woke up wondering, what if Gabriel sent the SPN crew into the Star Trek universe. Dean geeks out because he’s on the Enterprise, but then Jim and Spock come charging up with a security team and demand to know how they got on board.
"Oh, great," Dean says when he realizes Jim is, at most, twenty-seven. And, yeah, the ship’s just a little too bright and shiny. “We’re in the freaking reboot universe.”
"Hey!" Jim scowls and crosses his arms over his chest. "You know, I’m getting pretty sick of the comparisons to the other timeline."
"What’s the difference?" Sam asks. Dean glares at him.
Castiel is momentarily distracted by a lens flare.
"Fascinating," Spock says.
Write drunk, edit sober? I can get on board with that.
Been doing some life drawing and wanted to put it to use.
Thus, a series of 1-inch sketches featuring telepathically-hurt!Spock and a frantic Jim. :3
Thank you, big over-confident man in the produce section, for reminding me how NOT into men I am. Also, your incredulity at my strongly expressed disinterest was highly amusing.
"an apple a day keeps the doctor away"
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIMMY!
the best part is that while jim was laying the trap he obviously got hungry because some of the apples have been partially or fully eaten. amazing
So apparently this is going to be one of those three day long migraines. AWESOME.
This is for the writing meme! juno-magic sent me 1, 5, and 19.
Yay! Thank you for including me! I’m just now getting on tumblr after having a nasty migraine all day. It came on too fast for me to utilize the wonderful and very effective prevention strategy that I recently learned, but I’m finally feeling a bit better! =)
1. Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic.
Dark, angsty as hell, with moments of tenderness and humor, and a happy ending. I guess I tend to write based on my own experiences, so in my fics life is hard and bad shit happens, but there’s also so much beauty that it’s hard not to latch onto those sweet moments and be happy. I also seem to want to write longer fics, and really have to reign myself in so that I don’t spend months working on one thing.
I’m going to try to write some short, fluffy, funny fics soon. *sound of druxykexy laughing in the distance* No, really! Eventually. One day. Maybe.
5. Share one of your strengths.
Oh wow, this is hard. Most of the time I really feel like I have no idea what I’m doing. Not that I think I’m bad at writing, I just tend to fly by the seat of my pants and writing rules do not seem to want to stick in my head. I suppose I’m good at writing about emotions. I’ve always been into psychology and I love playing around with a character’s motivations and emotions (which there are often many layers of).
19. Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse?
I love this question! I often jokingly mention my muse, but I actually do have a very clear mental image of her. She’s androgynous (because FUCK YEAH), with dark hair and eyes that have a tendency to change color. She’s mercurial and likes to randomly vanish in the blink of an eye, and then reappear at the most inconvenient times. =)
Sooooooo, I made a nsfw Spirk blog. You know, so I can get practice drawing the male figure. Ahem.
It’s here, if you’re interested, though I’m not sure yet how much I’ll be posting there.
Same source, guh.
People who leave long, rambly, super-enthusiastic comments on my fics are the reason I keep writing. YOU PEOPLE ARE SO AWESOME I CAN’T EVEN
when u draw somethin really good outa no where like
wtf where did that come from hand? ?? ?