Campaspe (cs_whitewolf) wrote,
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§ Journal: I've spent all evening watching the old Indiana Jones films and redoing my journal layout. Yes, I do have twenty-million other things I could (read: should) have been doing but this was way more fun! ;D


I've been trying to find some new graphics to use as a header and a F/O banner but so far have found diddly squat so I'm sticking with my Torchwood banner/animations and no header for the rest of this evening at least!

My productiveness, let me show you it! XD

§ Festive Wishes: I lie a little bit actually, I also went through some of the wish requests on my [ Festive Wishes ] post (which'll officially close Thursday evening for anyone still dithering over whether to make a wish or not) and I've pretty much picked a wish from everyone so far and started making *plans* for them. It's kind of exciting actually!

§ Dean/Castiel Fireplace: On top of this I made some notes for my dc_fireplace  entry (due 12/Jan). I get the whole day to post so am swithering over whether to just write/post the fic I'd inititally planned or to write a series of interconnecting drabbles or something to post over the course of the day. I'm not really sure, but I assume the fact I tend to leave these things to the very last minute, no matter how early on I start thinking about them, will eventually decide on which way I go with this XD

In related news, I participated in the [ drabble-tree ] which kicked off day one of the fireplace (it sadly didn't end up as popular as it could have, alas). The idea was to take a phrase from a previous drabble and write your own drabble including that phrase. I thought I'd share my wee contribution for those interested:

 
"There's a sock on the doorknob!" Dean yelped, frantically grabbing at the sheets of his bed and piling them up in his lap. His face was flushed and he was breathing heavily with something more than the fright of interruption.

Castiel blinked at him, his brow furrowing in a delicate frown as he nodded his head once, "Yes, I know."

He lifted a hand to show Dean the off-white garment he held clasped lightly in his fist. Dean made a choking sound, something between a laugh and a groan as he dropped his head to his hands.

"Did you maybe wonder why there was a sock on the doorknob?" Dean asked, peeking at Castiel through his fingers and watching as the angel nodded his head once again.

"Yes," Castiel answered with only a hint of a smile curling at his lips and a keen intelligence lighting his eyes. "It's why I came in."
- fin.
 
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Tags: [&]: [m/m]: dean winchester/castiel, challenge: dc_fireplace, character: [spn]: castiel, character: [spn]: dean winchester, fanfic: supernatural, fic: rating: u, fic: wordcount: 100-500, lj: stuffs, on writing, § from me to you
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