You let this fandom buy you one drink, just one drink and before you know it, your clothes’ve come off and you’re doing all these vile and depraved things that you always said you’d never do or just plain weren’t into and you can’t bring yourself to have any kind of problem with the situation at all. Then the next day you wake up kinda sore, wondering what the hell you did last night and have only fleeting remembrances of pretty emo boys, glitter and lube.
And so long as there were also condoms? Many of us are just totally okay with this.
I feel dirty.
I love this fandom.
NOOOO THEY BE STEALIN' MY WRONG!
You wrote Kissenger. You used up all of your wrong already.
Which is sad.
I think Dobby shows it's not all gone
You wrote Kissenger. You used up all of your wrong already.
I SO DID NOT!!!
I like, wrote BUCKETS of wrong after that! BUCKETS! I've been doing an inventory of what I've written, and you bet your sweet behind I've got wrong.
Don't forget, I did that Thatcher femslash remix long after the Kissy. And the Newt/Bill WIP. And the other Kissy story that I lost, where it was Kissy and that one dude--Robert Evans. DO NOT DOUBT MY COMMITMENT TO SPARKLE MOTION, DAMN IT!!!!
Yes, fine. I'm still disturbed by how non-wrong my SPN stuff tends to be. It broke my porn muscle, damn it.
I will point out, however, that I merely JOKE about Dobby.
Were I the me that once I was, you'd have already seen epic posted Dobby, right down to the bit with the skunk suit, and the button, and possibly even the Harry Potter sock joke.
And you'd be shaking your head at me, like you did over the Snydersex.
Were I the me that once I was, you'd have already seen epic posted Dobby, right down to the bit with the skunk suit, and the button, and possibly even the Harry Potter sock joke.
Dean in the bunny suit? Twitchy nose?
And, yes, you've still got wrong. You just misplaced it for this show. Which is okay because whoa have other people picked up the slack...
This is true. Except for the shaking my head part, because I'd be too busy reading.
I blame shallot for getting me into SPN, despite the fact that half my friends here have been raving about it for months. All it took was a couple of her stories with humorous slants, and then Edlund's "Hollywood Babylon," and my apathy was a thing of the past.
Even though I'm not as enamored of the storytelling as I am of shows I've really gotten into like Buffy and Wonderfalls, I find I'm identifying with Dean as strongly as I did with Willow and Jaye. There's something comforting in finding that you nod at every choice, good or bad, that a character makes.
The fandom drug list is spot-on. But apparently I am just on a drug cocktail, 'cause not only am I on all of those, but I have dozens more besides.
Now I'm trying to think what drug
Due South
would be....
