In My Dreams You're Blowing Me...Some Kisses (the Suck Seed remix) MASTERPOST!
Title: In My Dreams You're Blowing Me...Some Kisses
Author: queenklu
Beta & Artist:
shri_amato
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 29, 605. ...O.O
Summary: Half an hour from Las Vegas--because when you drive 30 minutes for a fuck you're going to be on your best behavior--is a little bordello called Enthrall 'Em Steer 'n' Bunny Ranch. Fucking is not Jared's problem; keeping his job (and his head above water) just might be.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Soundtrack!
NOTES MOTHERFUCKERS! /Chad
I don’t even know where to start. I signed up for
j2_remix on a WHIM with nooooo clue I would be dropped at the feet of fandom royalty, told to pick something of hers, and CHANGE it. Because
balefully is fandom royalty. Probably not like the queen or nothin’, but definitely a princess regent. She’s seriously freakishly talented (oh my god, I read and liked that fic-that-shall-not-be-named), and I tore through ALL of her stories (okay, just the ones she didn’t co-write because I wasn’t sure that was allowed) looking for something, anything, I could play with.
I seriously considered writing a story about Jensen the hooker-mermaid-socialite.
But then I read If At First You Don’t Succeed, Suck Seed-which, okay, you have NO idea how hard it is to title a hooker!fic so shut up-and went, Hmm? Jensen’s not emotionally damaged? Jared’s sexually confused but sleeping with a prostitute? Bunny ranch?
Luckily for the challenge, my brain got stuck on the little things like Jensen signaling the cameras that things were a-okay, and the bartender mentioned in passing, and, dude, where do the bunnies SLEEP? (I didn’t watch the miniseries
balefully based her fic on, woe, or I might know the answer to that question. Failing that, I made shit up, and a fic was born.)
.....I have this really bad feeling that I completely missed the meaning of remix. O_O I really hope i did this right.
The things in this fic that are real:
~ all the drinks. Trufax, you can order both a Dick-in-the-Dirt and a Cocksucking Cowboy from a local designer bar! near! you! In fact, I highly reccomend the Cocksucking Cowboy. Seriously. It's sooooo good.
~ The TV show Jared walks in on them watching is an episode of Bones, and they own all that dialogue and David Boreanaz’s ass.
~ The ‘Ims instead of Implants’ joke is ruthlessly ripped off Eddie Izzard. ILU EDDIE. <333
~Dick’s Last Resort is a real bar/restaurant inside Excalibur in Vegas. I ate there. A waitress wrote ‘I just gotta have more Dick’s’ on a paper hat and made me wear it. My little brother bought the T-shirt Chad got for his birthday.
~ And Walk Hard is where I stole the title. I'm unoriginal that way.
AAAAAAAANYHOO, I’m a lot happier with this fic than I was while writing it, so I hope you enjoy!
Oh. P.S.
shri_amato is a SAINT for putting up with me and my prissy declaration that we couldn't use Jensen's arm-pic, and also a goddess (obviously, who won?) for ignoring me. *SMEESHES*