Er in case you can't tell, I didn't get that fellowship. :/ So I've basically spent the last half a month pretty convinced I'm a worthless moron who will go nowhere in life. Good times. WHATEVER WHATEVER. I think I know in my head that things will work out one way or another, it's just a stressful place. CAN'T I JUST STAY IN UNDERGRAD AND NOT HAVE TO PAY BACK MY LOANS EVER?
This is not the entry I was intending to write. Actually, I just meant to pop in and be like, "Hey guys, classes are cool! Read this threesome porn I wroted!" So, uh. HEY GUYS. CLASSES ARE FINE. I STILL WANT TO SLEEP WITH MY FORMER-TA-NOW-A-PROFESSOR BECAUSE TODAY IN CLASS I SAID SOMETHING SNARKY ABOUT THOREAU AND HE THEN CALLED THOREAU "ASSHOLE-Y" AND WHAT SHOULD A RELATIONSHIP BE BASED OFF OF IF NOT A MUTUAL HATRED OF WALDEN? I am also taking a post-colonial grad class and a class with the same professor that is technically undergrad but it is Love and Longing in Post-colonial Lit & Film, and it is actually more interesting than the grad one. Go figure. Read this threesome porn I wroted (if you want to)!
Title: Always the Groomsman, Never the Groom
Fandom: Real Person Fic: CW
Characters/Pairings: Jared/Jensen/Genevieve, past Jensen/Danneel and Jensen/Matt Bomer
Rating: NC-17 for Explicit Sexual Content (Double Penetration), Voyeurism (in which the people being watched do not know they are being watched), Underage (one scene is Matt/Jensen, about 15 years old and one is Jensen/Genevieve, about 16 years old), Pseudocest (there is no actual blood relation, however, the relationship is coded in the language of incest and the characters think of each other as brother/sister; if you have an incest squick for any reason other than blood relation, I wouldn't read this), Alcohol Consumption, and Language.
Word Count: 25,677
Summary: AU: At five years old, Jensen Ackles is uprooted and forced to move to Texas to live with his mother's new husband and his daughter, Genevieve. Jensen isn't all that excited about having a brand new little sister to worry about, but once he meets her, he immediately becomes devoted to Genevieve. Jared is the boy next door: best friend to both Jensen and Genevieve. The three grow up in each other's pockets; an inseparable triangle, and that's just how they like it. When Genevieve and Jared start dating in high school, Jensen knows how it will end—they're the perfect couple, destined for marriage from their first clumsy teenage kiss. He's happy to see them happy, but on the night of their wedding, Jensen discovers he's not strong enough to play smiling best man as he gives away both of the loves of his life.
LOL. The warnings for that fic are longer than the fic itself. If that puts you off, as it probably should, do go look at the lovely art that heard_the_owl made me regardless. She brought some class to what was a terribly unclassy fic, and for that she should be praised.
Um, I also wanted to mention that I will be in New York with ordinaryink this weekend for a Josh Ritter concert and the Superbowl, because Josh Ritter is more important than anything else, including all the reading I will probably have to skip. In the past, my ability to get internet at Tracey's has been a bit dodgy, so I may or may not be around much for the next few days. Please do not be offended if I fail to get back to you about anything.
I think that is all. I shall go back to doing 80 loads of laundry, failing to pack, freaking out about my bus, trying to write some j2_everafter so maichan doesn't stab me through the internet, and generally running around in circles screaming when I should be sleeping. HOPEFULLY I WILL NOT MISS MY BUS TOMORROW, BECAUSE I AM FRANKLY A MESS RIGHT NOW.
Also, thank you so much to anyone who voted for my sister's band! They did not win, but they did get second place and will win some cool prizes and got some great exposure, so yay! I shall try to find a way to thank you guys. When I am done failing at all my other fandom projects. I AM SORRY THAT THIS ENTRY IS TAKING UP SPACE ON YOUR FLIST. GOODNIGHT OR MORNING OR WHAT HAVE YOU.