unamaga: (the bunny had always wanted to be a dean)
An original drabblet that, um, popped out of nowhere a while ago. I just...what. No idea. 239 words, W for weird.

There’s a hole in the back yard, deep and wide. The black of it scares you at night, but you dug it and you know how far down it goes, so you close your eyes and see patches of grass pasted over the gouge, glued there like construction paper. Soon, you think, and it helps. )



Thinky Discussion Questions:
  1. What's your take on Internet Romance: is it possible, is it not? Are there special circumstances that can make it more viable to you personally? Is there a certain point at which you think it has to translate into a 'RL' relationship in order for it not to fall apart?

  2. Favorite crack!fic trope? Ex: Wings, animal transformation, genderswap, bodyswap, etc. Recommend one if you can!

  3. What do you look for in a fic? Inventive premise, humor, angst, certain characterization, wordcount? And, inversely, what turns you off something the fastest?
unamaga: (happy boy)
So, any of you who haven't seen the four promo shots recently dug up need to quietly shuffle over to [livejournal.com profile] arabella_hope's journal here and see them right now. I'll wait....... OK, AREN'T THEY AWESOME? They're awesome. The black and white one is now my new header. Tada!

I may have a thing for that color red. Sort of. Shut up.

On an entirely different note, this is a bit of shameless femmeslash that is solely about dirty talk. There's really no plot. Really. Oh, and it's dedicated in part to Jules and Robin. Uh. Enjoy!



Sweet Talkin', Body Rockin ' [Adult]
original femmeslash - 570 words

Sometimes, you’ll be sitting at the kitchen island, a stool pulled out under you, your feet propped up on the bar running along the underside, and she’ll come up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and pressing the point of her chin to the sensitive crook of your neck. )
unamaga: (submerge)
I'm always worried about wordcount when I write. Will people want to read something so short? Does it say something about my writing skills that I usually don't write more than six hundred for a fic? Well, I woke up this morning, said a hearty 'fuck you' to myself, and wrote this: under 200 words of artsy, original femmeslash that I'm proud of. Song for mood: PJ Harvey - Beautiful Feeling.



And I Can't Think Straight [Adult] ~167

And when I watch you move / And I can't think straight )
unamaga: (honeysuckle baby)
Major, major thanks go out to [livejournal.com profile] talilov for a quick "beta", [livejournal.com profile] vileseagulls (and by extension, [livejournal.com profile] plutogirl10) for encouragements, and [livejournal.com profile] __3amconfession for saying 'more!' Y'all are invaluable, ♥! Also, any suggestions as to communities for cross-posting are welcome.




Jolie Petite Chose (Me Séduire) [adult]
original femmeslash - 1,500 words

Things go slow at first, just hot and messy making out on the edge of the bed. )
unamaga: (the handyman can)
Anatomy of a Hug
Jensen, Jared; PG
written originally for [livejournal.com profile] dev_earl

See, the thing is…the thing is, Jared’s a tactile person. )



Autumn, Children
Sam, Dean; PG, angst
dedicated to [livejournal.com profile] _3amconfession. maybe, eventually, i'll get back into the angsty groove for you, hon.

Sam left on a Tuesday. )



Your Nuts Roasting On An Open Fire
Jensen/Jared; PG-13
also written for [livejournal.com profile] _3amconfession but never finished. i suck, kim, i'm sorry!

“You’re cute when you’re trying not to freeze to death,” Jared says. )



Jealous of Your Cigarette (The Original)
Sam/Dean; PG-13
how the fic i wrote [livejournal.com profile] dullemarulle was originally supposed to go. and then jensen went, "wait, wait, i like to get pushed around! write me!"

Dean loves to make Sam jealous. )



On My Way Off the Barstool
Dean, Angel; PG-13
i...really have no excuse for this crossover.

“You’re not so bad for a—*hic*—creature of darkness. Have good hair—ver-very nice hair.” )



You Know How I Like It
original femmeslash; R
you trust me, right? um. right??

Let's take this slow, she says, and she's smirking. )



Cotton Candy Sweet
Sam/Dean; PG-13
originally for [livejournal.com profile] poisontaster. but, um, then i wrote her wee!chesters. w00t.

It’s far from the worst thing they’ve ever done for a job, sitting out on a sun-drenched hill. )



Exaudi Vocem Meam
Sam/Remus; R
aww, baby's first spn fic. too bad it's a crossover. pls don't eat me.

Sam feels that the universe really must hate him. )



Holy crap, I'm sorry. That got kind of long, didn't it? Jesus Christ.

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