ratherastory | Authorial waffling —nothing to see here, carry on

Dear Gabriel,

Dude, you were meant to be a Cunning Plot Device™. In no way, shape or form was I inviting you to take up residence in my head and start nattering at me about your motivations. I'm not supposed to like you: I find your character on the show insufferable, and I want to smack him repeatedly until he leaves Sam and Dean alone.

Please to be getting out of my head before I actually start to warm to you. No, I mean it. Do NOT have a heart-to-heart with the Castiel who has already wormed his way in there (yes, he did it too, and now he's in there permanently and I actually like him now, dammit). I don't have room for you. Stop trying to be sympathetic, damn you!

Did you hear me? PLOT DEVICE. Nothing more.

*headdesk*

Yeah, didn't think so.

No love,

Me

Umm, flist? Does anyone know if in "Tall Tales" we ever find out the name of the janitor? I'm happy to invent a name for him if he doesn't have one, but Super-Wiki and IMdB are being unhelpful.

So, yeah. "Take Me Home" was supposed to be a quickie, light-hearted little crack!fic, and now it's getting a little out of hand. I wouldn't be surprised if it hits 50K. Suddenly I have to think about characterization and motivations and PLOT, dagnabbit. Not to mention structure and underlying themes, and I'll be damned if the characters aren't all going and learning something from all of this.

*sigh*

Apparently I really AM incapable of just writing something silly and schmoopy.

Also, I blame

roque_clasique for my new-ish kink of having Dean using forearm crutches. What the hell?

Authorial waffling —nothing to see here, carry on

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