Boys! And fic! And the weather! :)

[tabaqui]

Hello!

First, a belated but nonetheless heartfelt greeting to sweptawaybayou. Many happy returns of the day! Luff ya, bb. :)

Second - Show! Wheeeee! I had such a blast watching. Watched again with darkhavens and it was just as awesome the second time around.




First - Dean + suit = OTP. Omg. Waistcoat. Tie pin. Cufflinks. SHOULDER HOLSTER. My glee could not be contained. The hair, the hat, the coat! And Dean is such a *kid*. Playing at dress up and cops and robbers still, so damn *stoked* to be with a movie hero, he just....
*flails*

Breaks your heart a little. Reminds me of a line from 'Captains Courageous': "That's the way we all begin," said Tom Platt. "The boys they make believe all the time till they've cheated 'emselves into bein' men, an' so till they die - pretendin' an' pretendin'."

Also - how awesome is Sheriff Jodi? So awesome. I luff her. Her voice breaking when she said Bobby's name, the first time, in her car. Oh! *sniffles*

And helping Sam, and her 'mom voice' and wanting to get drunk and play 'remember when'.....

AND! And. Anime! IT'S AN ART FORM. Whoooooooooot! I luff. And Dean getting some mad skillz from Frank and impressing Sam and Sam all 'show me!!' Heee!

And Sam's bed-flop. His haaaaaaair. It seemed to have a life of its own. And he totally vindicated me! I was having a discussion on fanficrants about the 'old gods' power in the Show 'verse and i said belief=power and that's why Lucifer could defeat them so easily. And Sam vindicated me! Wheee!
*cough*

Yes, i am petty. Anyway - enjoyed the hell out of the episode as i am enjoying the hell out of the season. :)


In other news...we got snow! It lasted about three days, heh. Now the yard is a glorious mud hole that Annalee the gog delights in plowing around in. Even though it's been below freezing most nights and some days, the moles are apparently still active and she goes nuts trying to dig them up. Freakin' moles.

I have decided that 2012 shall be the year of finishing the stuff in the WIP folder! After i post my rekindlespangel fic on the 21st. So hopefully, more fic from me this year! I'm also contemplating signing up for the spn_j2_bigbang this year. I just need to be totally sure i have a story that will fulfill the word count minimum.

Hope the new year is treating you all well - be safe, have fun! Oh and - anyone out there watching Pan Am?

*smooches*


ETA: Via a comment by darkhavens site="livejournal.com">....
I NEED that drunk 'remember when...?' episode. Or possibly fic. It would be an AWESOME comment fic meme thing: Reply to this post with a 'remember when...?' about Bobby, as recounted by a drunk Dean, Sam or Jodi. *g*

I TOTALLY AGREE! I shall start!!

Comments

[moragmacpherson]

I was much happier with this episode than my eternal inner Sam!Girl expected to be from the previewes. Dean in a fedora was fantastic and made much Superception pic-spamming possible, to my absolute glee. And yes: Sam/Jodie is strangely appealing. An older woman might be just what he needs to help lend some stability to his life and give him some direction while Dean's sorting out his own shit (for once, finally, hopefully). There is one thing though:



Yes, he's absolutely gorgeous, but the sideburns are threatening to infiltrate his precious dimples and someone (Arthur, Jodie: I'm looking at you) needs to bring them back into line.

[tabaqui]

Superception pic-spamming - i must see this! I have no clue!!
:)

Oooh. Sam/Jodie. That *is* an interesting thought. I really did enjoy this ep so much. Yay for season seven!

*snerk* Yis, the sideburns are getting a bit close to the dimples. Gen, where are you with your clippers!! Heeeee.

[moragmacpherson]

Ask and ye shall receive!

Superception pic spam #1 -- totally brought on by my new found sartorial kink (thanks, kalliel , because I really needed another kink).

Superception pic spam #2 -- ficlet idea that has been bugging me for awhile but had horrendous staging issues whenever I tried to write it, so I said "to hell with it" and illustrated it instead.

/now someone needs to write a fic about Jodie using her "mom-voice" to force Sam to shave the sideburns down to a reasonable size, discovering in the process that Dean's not the only Winchester with Oedipal issues.

[tabaqui]

Love it! So much fun. I am way too lazy to do picspams of any sort. Bravo! :)

Jodi in mom!voice forcing a shaving is...oddly hot.
Damn you.

[snowpuppies]

Jodi in mom!voice forcing a shaving is...oddly hot.

OMG. It totally is.


I might have a new SPN Het OTP.

[tabaqui]

BWAAAAAA!

[moragmacpherson]

This is the joy of SPN fandom, discovering and spreading new kinks like wild fire. Hmmm... I think blindfold just opened to prompts no less.

Oh, and for your viewing pleasure: Spam #2 in slightly easier to follow LJ/DW format

[tabaqui]

Heee!
And converting the non believer. :)

[snowpuppies]

Ordinarily, I'm a complete Samgirl, but I've got to say, Dean was terribly fun fangirling Ness.

[tabaqui]

Wasn't he? So damn cute! He's just a fanboy at heart. All his blushing and eye-lash fluttering at Dr. Sexy, and his stuttering and blushing at the horror-movie actor.... If he had a 'normal' life, he'd have an LJ and go to all the cons. :)

[moragmacpherson]

One of us! One of us!

[tabaqui]

Yes!

[tabaqui]

Sheriff Jody was listing sideways in her chair and Dean - who was sitting against the mold-stained wall, legs splayed out like a toddler - was trying to help her upright.

Neither was doing a really good job and Sam wondered if Jody would allow herself to topple onto Dean or not.

"Hey, guys, remember - remember that time that summer, that hot summer -"

"'Cause normally summer's were s'fuckin' - f-fudgin' - cold," Dean said, squinting sideways at Jody, who was shaking her head slowly, one hand lifted as if to say 'stop'.

"Fuckin's a perfectly good word. I don't like fudge."

"How can you not like fudge?" Dean asked, and Sam grabbed a balled up piece of paper and threw it at them both. It bounced off Dean's foot.

"Hey! Was talkin'! Remember that reeeeeeeally hot summer when we talked Bobby into puttin' that...that...in the window, that...air - thingy - you know...rrrrrrrrrr" Sam flapped his hands around, making a whirring noise, and Jody doubled over in hiccuping snorts.

Dean rolled his eyes. "The window unit. The AC. Yeah, I 'member that. Fuu-ck it was...hot up there, like a f-fuckin' sauna up there."

"Yes! Yeah, that, AC. And he let us put it in but he told us - told us to shim it real...good but we forgot and - rrrrrrrrrrr...boom!"

"Boom!" Dean echoed, snorting, and then Sam was laughing, listing sideways in his seat until he was mostly on the floor, ass in the air, and Dean was giggling helplessly, tears running down his face.

"What? What - boom, what - what happened?" Jody asked. She was struggling upright again and Dean gave her an over-enthusiastic shove and she slid right off her chair and onto the floor on the other side. "Ow!"

"Ohshit," Dean muttered, and Sam wheezed.

"The AC thing fell on - fell on this junker Pinto Bobby was - was stripping down and just - crushed the hell outta it and it was so loud and Bobby was in the - in the shower -" Sam pushed himself back up into his chair, wiping at his face, and Jody lay down flat on her back, hands waving in the air.

"Oh my god. A Pinto? Oh my god."

"No, no!" Dean crabbed around on the floor until he was close to Jody, sitting with one leg bent up under him. "No, I mean - Pinto - but no, the best part, the best part - we ran downstairs to s-see and Bobby - "

"Bobby was in the shower." Sam's voice went up an octave and he coughed. "He ran out yellin' and he didn't - didn't even - grab a towel and -"

"And there were no suds," Dean finished, solemn, and then burst out laughing again, falling over onto Jody's feet.

"My eyes!" Sam squeaked, and Dean pounded a fist on the floor.

"We ran so fast - we were more scared a'seein' that much of Bobby than the AC and he chased us and we just - kept runnin'"

"The neighbor's eyes," Sam choked out, and Dean's laughter went to nearly-inaudible hissing and Sam started a slow crawl over to him to pound him on the back.

Jody blinked up at the ceiling, idly kicking at Dean with her squashed feet. "Would'a...liked t've seen...that...."

[menomegirl.livejournal.com]

You wrote Spangel fic? Whoo-Hoo!

tabaqui on the Herald again.

*bounces*

Cannot wait, sweetie.

xx

[tabaqui]

Heeee!
It's coming soon! Sheesh - last time i posted in the Buffy 'verse was waaaaaay back in July! Skeery.
:)

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

Do eeeeeeet!

I commit and then panic about the wordcount... hee!

[tabaqui]

Heeeee!
I still have some days to ponder. I really *want* to, but oh man.
*flails about*

i probably will, but i just like to be a little more concrete about what i'm doing before i say 100 percent yes or no. right now - a muddle!

[trishabooms.livejournal.com]

Jut throwing in a quick yes, do it, here.

[tabaqui]

Thanks for the support!
*bites nails*

[smilla02.livejournal.com]

"The boys they make believe all the time till they've cheated 'emselves into bein' men, an' so till they die - pretendin' an' pretendin'."
Hush, you girl. This episode was supposed to make me smile not keeps breaking my heart.
But you're so right. Dean's still that kid trying to be a man and sometimes the inner kid comes right up on the surface and it's awesome but also kind of heart-shattering.

SHOULDERS! HAIR! I will, at some point, stop objectifying Mr Ackles. But not today. ;D

[tabaqui]

*pet pet pet*

I know, i know! But....*sniffle*

Heeeee. Mr. Ackles is quite...objectify-able. :)

[deirdre-c.livejournal.com]

Big Bang!! Do it. Do it!! I will cheer you on EVERY DAY! :D :D :D

[tabaqui]

Heeeee!
Oh, man. I wanna so bad. Gotta cudgel my brain into STORY.
*twirls you*

[sweptawaybayou.livejournal.com]

*dances you about*

Thanks for the wishes, bb. As usual you made my bday even better, just as you make *every* day more awesome.

Love, love love SHOW! and BOYZ. *flails* Every season I fall more deeply in lust for Sam/Jared. I blame you, of course.

*smooch*

<3

[tabaqui]

Yay! You roxor my soxors, bb. :)

Yes! I am a Dean!girl but oh, Sam.... He's just too damn cute and sweet and fucked in the head to not adore.
*pets him*

*luffs hard*
:)

[trishabooms.livejournal.com]

I must admit I started out as a Dean/Jensen girl, all the way but the Sam/Jared lust has blossomed.

Loving this season so far and the last episode was just wonderful!

[des-pudels-kern.livejournal.com]

Pan Am! I want all the dresses, all the dresses! And I want Colette to be happy and see the Beatles with Dean!

[tabaqui]

YES YES YES!! I'm rewatching Mad Men and it's the same. ALL THE CLOTHES!!

Omg, this last ep, *everyone* was making such terrible choices! Stop that! Dean+Colette 4evah!!!

*yay, someone else who watches!!*

[des-pudels-kern.livejournal.com]

I know! So gorgeous! And in The Playboy Club (though that show had very few redeeming features - the clothes and Sean Maher). I want to walk around in those dresses. How can they be so pretty? ...Restricting underwear, careful make-up, and very hairspray-heavy hairdos, but still, so pretty.

They are so cute together! When he let her fly just because she said it was her dream! No one likes Bridget anyway, come on, Dean, whom do you love, the sweet, adorable, modest, lovely French girl with dreams, or the blonde spy who lied to you, was willing to marry you while lying to you, came back because she wanted to, not caring that people moved on and her return would be doing more harm than good, and might disappear again without saying goodbye at any given moment?

[tabaqui]

YES! All the dresses and cute little shorts and tops and the shoes and the purses - everything! Brings out my repressed girly-girl side with a vengeance. I am *definitely* buying a new sundress this year and i'm going to look for that sort of retro sixties look.

YES - all this. Collette is so adorable and so vulnerable and so lovely and she and Dean are awesome together and yes, i really hate Bridget just coming back and expecting it to all go back to how it was and no hurt feelings or anything....

Though i was so mad at Collette for sending Dean away and then SUPER PISSED at Dean for going into Bridget's room, i mean - COME ON!!

Grrrrrr. :)

[cordelia-gray.livejournal.com]

Yes to all of this! Show was awesome! And IA about the power of belief enabling Lucifer, though at first I misread that sentence so that Sam was defeating the old gods with the power of his hair. Which seems possible, somehow.

And it snowed where I am today! Finally. First snow all year, and I have the day off, so I can enjoy it being all pretty outside and not have go out & slosh around in it :)

[tabaqui]

*snickers madly*

His hair is mighty, lo, and it shall smite you.

Ooh, nice! I do love snow, but only if i have enough supplies in and nowhere to go. People drive like idiots when it snows.

[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

Everything about that ep was AWESOME! ♥ Dean. He really was living the dream there for a while. :P

I NEED that drunk 'remember when...?' episode. Or possibly fic. It would be an AWESOME comment fic meme thing: Reply to this post with a 'remember when...?' about Bobby, as recounted by a drunk Dean, Sam or Jodi. *g*

*\o/**\o/**\o/*shakes pompoms in support of the big bang idea*\o/**\o/**\o/*

*twirls you*

2012=WiP year is an AWESOME idea. It's been bubbling in my head for a while. (Did I tell you that already?) I have so many partial fics in so many fandoms, I wince every time I open my 'my fic' folder. *g*

WIP 'em til they're done! :D

[tabaqui]

YES!
Dude, i need that, too! Omg. Drunk!ep would rock.

I am more and more on the 'sign up sign up!' side.
*flails*

Yes - you told me and we both agreed - do eeeeeeeeet!!!
We should, we should.

[tabaqui]

Sheriff Jody was listing sideways in her chair and Dean - who was sitting against the mold-stained wall, legs splayed out like a toddler - was trying to help her upright.

Neither was doing a really good job and Sam wondered if Jody would allow herself to topple onto Dean or not.

"Hey, guys, remember - remember that time that summer, that hot summer -"

"'Cause normally summer's were s'fuckin' - f-fudgin' - cold," Dean said, squinting sideways at Jody, who was shaking her head slowly, one hand lifted as if to say 'stop'.

"Fuckin's a perfectly good word. I don't like fudge."

"How can you not like fudge?" Dean asked, and Sam grabbed a balled up piece of paper and threw it at them both. It bounced off Dean's foot.

"Hey! Was talkin'! Remember that reeeeeeeally hot summer when we talked Bobby into puttin' that...that...in the window, that...air - thingy - you know...rrrrrrrrrr" Sam flapped his hands around, making a whirring noise, and Jody doubled over in hiccuping snorts.

Dean rolled his eyes. "The window unit. The AC. Yeah, I 'member that. Fuu-ck it was...hot up there, like a f-fuckin' sauna up there."

"Yes! Yeah, that, AC. And he let us put it in but he told us - told us to shim it real...good but we forgot and - rrrrrrrrrrr...boom!"

"Boom!" Dean echoed, snorting, and then Sam was laughing, listing sideways in his seat until he was mostly on the floor, ass in the air, and Dean was giggling helplessly, tears running down his face.

"What? What - boom, what - what happened?" Jody asked. She was struggling upright again and Dean gave her an over-enthusiastic shove and she slid right off her chair and onto the floor on the other side. "Ow!"

"Ohshit," Dean muttered, and Sam wheezed.

"The AC thing fell on - fell on this junker Pinto Bobby was - was stripping down and just - crushed the hell outta it and it was so loud and Bobby was in the - in the shower -" Sam pushed himself back up into his chair, wiping at his face, and Jody lay down flat on her back, hands waving in the air.

"Oh my god. A Pinto? Oh my god."

"No, no!" Dean crabbed around on the floor until he was close to Jody, sitting with one leg bent up under him. "No, I mean - Pinto - but no, the best part, the best part - we ran downstairs to s-see and Bobby - "

"Bobby was in the shower." Sam's voice went up an octave and he coughed. "He ran out yellin' and he didn't - didn't even - grab a towel and -"

"And there were no suds," Dean finished, solemn, and then burst out laughing again, falling over onto Jody's feet.

"My eyes!" Sam squeaked, and Dean pounded a fist on the floor.

"We ran so fast - we were more scared a'seein' that much of Bobby than the AC and he chased us and we just - kept runnin'"

"The neighbor's eyes," Sam choked out, and Dean's laughter went to nearly-inaudible hissing and Sam started a slow crawl over to him to pound him on the back.

Jody blinked up at the ceiling, idly kicking at Dean with her squashed feet. "Would'a...liked t've seen...that...."

[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *twirls you*

Such fun! And I just bet Sheriff Jody would have liked to see nekkid Bobby flapping about after those boys. :P

[tabaqui]

Heeee!
Yes!
:)

[sweptawaybayou.livejournal.com]

hee!! omg! *LOVES*

so funny!! it totally *did* happen! it did!

[tabaqui]

I WANT IT TO HAPPEN!!
:)

*pokity poke*

[randomstasis.livejournal.com]

It's a great idea- and I love this story. omigod their eyes-
and Sheriff Mills wants it to be her eyes too, lol!

[tabaqui]

Yes! Yes it is!
I am disappoint that i'm the only one to write anything.
*siiiiiiiigh*

But yes - the Sheriff wouldn't have minded seeing that. :)

[randomstasis.livejournal.com]

lol- i'm going to have to go back and rewatch an ep with the Sheriff to come up with something for her to remember, because I can't remember exactly what happened;(

[tabaqui]

Oh but - doesn't have to be something from an episode - just something from her time as Sheriff and Bobby as the kooky drunk with the junkyard.

*beams at you*