In which I pimp my friends shamelessly and ask for beta. Also shamelessly.
Firstly Some Recs – 1 SPN, 1 Bandom:
You guys, it’s my f-list and I whore it around if I want to.
Supernatural: ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smokey2307 wrote me some slightly cracked-up-but-ridiculously-sweet mpreg fic where Sam gives birth to the Antichrist. White Picket Fence - PG-13, mild Sam/Dean (takes you to the epilogue, all parts linked at the bottom)
“Guys, guys!” Bobby interrupted, and they looked up at him as though they’d forgotten that he was there. His eyebrows shot up. “Is it the Trickster again?” he asked, and Dean shook his head.
“Come on, you gotta show him,” he said to Sam, and was met with a pained expression.
“Maybe we should explain first…?”
“That’s not going to help, is it?”
“Explain what?” Bobby asked impatiently, and the brother shifted guiltily. “What do you mean, show me? And why can’t Sam go out by himself? And why in hell’s name is he eating peanut butter and treacle?”
They exchanged a look that seemed far too loaded for Bobby to comprehend, and with a sigh of resignation Sam pushed off the blanket and stood, lifting his shirt up.
Bandom: razorxrosary wrote accidental spanking fic that moves from funny to cute to hot-as-fuck. Nnnggghhhh. Lock on the Door and a Mirror on the Wall – NC-17, Jon/Spencer
The bus swerves suddenly, and Jon loses his footing. His arm gives and he falls into Spencer's lap with a grunt.
He immediately starts squirming and flailing, trying to right himself as Spencer tries to keep his beer from being knocked out of his hands. There's a moment where they're both moving around, Jon apologising and Spencer trying to shut him up so he can tell him to stop moving before he covers them both in alcohol.
"Jon," Spencer snaps. He slaps his hand down on the top of Jon's thigh to get his attention. "Stop moving".
The fact that Jon responds to that is hardly surprising. What is surprising is the strangled noise Jon makes and the way he goes instantly limp across Spencer's lap.
For a long time, they stay like that; Jon sprawled across Spencer's legs, Spencer's hand still resting on the top of Jon's thigh. Spencer can feel the rapid hammer of Jon's heart against his knees. The bus sways gently, the hum of it a familiar, meditative sound. Jon may be panicking, but Spencer feels curiously relaxed, like he's detached from his body, like he knows he should be freaking out. In his mind the memory of Jon freezing beneath his hand plays over and over again.
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Secondly a Beta-Request:
Myself and the gorgeous ginnystar have written almost 3000 words of Robin Hood porn, quite without meaning to. \o/ Guy/Robin angry!sex to be exact. Anyone willing to do the beta? Pretty please?
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*squishes*
Now I need to go read that bandom hotness. Mmmmmm.
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:'D
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If you wanna send it to me at lolabobs at almas dot fsnet dot co dot uk
I won't be able to do it till tomorrow evening though.
Really, feel free to say no if you wanna.
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And there's no hurry with this one, take your time.
I'll email it to you now, hun.
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alsox2. your banner. i drool. my lj name says orgies at the disco? and people wonder what i'm on about.
soo need to finish my bottom!jon D/s GSF. sooooo bad. when (if) it gets done, would you beta for me? *makes heart eyes at you*
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Ah, yes, the header - made my
What, what, I'm a sucker for heart-eyes and bottom!jon D/s GSF so yes, I'll beta it for you. However, take into account that I'm not a native English speaker...
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Also: I'd be happy to beta for you, if you'd have me, if you haven't had anyone else yet.
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Hey cool, we wouldn't mind getting a second beta for the fic. Can you let me know your email and I send it to you. Thanks hun!
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Most certainly: papercutthroat@gmail.com is me.