OMG, You Peoples -
tringic wrote me fic!!!(Sorry, I just disappointed all the people who thought this was a post about my sister's Sims, which usually have subject lines of me declaring boyfriends and calling people bitches - apologies, but look, fic...)
Why did she write me fic, you ask? (or don't ask, but I'll tell you anyway!)
To paraphrase (very much paraphrasing here) -
Me: blahblah Mark Saling's hands blahblah Steve Carlson's hands blahblah
Trin: blahblahblah am researching Steve Carlson.
Me: blahblah links for Steve blahblah remember that time Jared proposed to Steve?
Trin: No, what? Ha! I knew Steve/Jared made total sense.
Me: blahblahblah Steve's fingers playing the guitar blahblah
Trin: Now I want to write Steve/Jared for my bingo, but all I have left is cuddling while sick, foot rubs, and wedding consummation.
Me: Steve/Jared Cuddling While Sick!!! Do It - here let me give you an entire plot and then to force you to do it, I shall beat you with my sister's tennis racket that has the bat rabies on it.
(okay, so yes, my sister beat a bat to death with her tennis racket, but it turned out not to have the rabies after all - but Tennis Racket of Bat Rabies just sounds cooler. Also, I meant to beat Tringic with the tennis racket, but she wrote the story so fast, I never actually got a chance.)
Wait, what...Oh, yeah - STEVE/JARED!!
So, Jared is sick and he wants cuddles and Jensen always gives him cuddles when he's sick and - omg, Steve can't believe this bullshit. Does he look like Jensen to you??!!
Yay! Fic!
Chicken Soup
