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.art: Two men sit in a bar (Dean, Castiel) noir AU
SORT-OF HURRAY! I spent part of my evening performing the unenjoyable but necessary task of moving some of my major art pieces over to oxoniensis' place. Most of my recent art is there now; as I get the chance, I will move more stuff over there, so slowly most of the Photobucket error images will vanish.
To celebrate, I spent the evening watching "Monster Movie," and decided that the scene just after Dean's rescued Jamie and they're in the bar, and he's explaining monsters to her... Something needed to be done with that, because it's beautifully shot and lit. It's also, as you may notice, in black and white, which means... yup. Noir.
I'm still not sure how I'm going to tell the story. On one hand, I have the plot worked out in some detail (thank you, Nny!), but I rather like the allusive quality of random images from the story. Eh. Will think about it.
The picspam that started this whole thing is here
The man sitting next to him doesn't match the man he'd seen stumbling out of the precinct alley, all raw knuckles and eyes even rawer. Castiel keeps his eyes on Dean Winchester's face as he tells him about the seven dead officers, his discharge, his life now.
Eventually, voice worn rough as Dean's bandaged knuckles, he stops talking. Dean runs thoughtful fingers up and down the tumbler, skin dyed amber from the whiskey.
"Sounds like you need a miracle, Cas. Or a drink."
"I'll take the drink," Castiel says, and Dean pours out a shot for him.
.notes:
-textures by oxoniensis, elli, dearest, others, and me.
No hotlinking, seriously. Thanks to Signe for the storage space ♥
.meme! Stolen from perspi! And it's vaguely related to the not-quite-story above!
Give me the title of a story I've never written, and feedback telling me what you liked best about it, and I will tell you any of: the first sentence, the last sentence, the thing that made me want to write it, the biggest problem I had while writing it, why it almost never got posted, the scene that hit the cutting room floor but that I wish I'd been able to salvage, or something else that I want readers to know.
It looks like fun, and I don't want to work on my dissertation abstract tomorrow... SO.
To celebrate, I spent the evening watching "Monster Movie," and decided that the scene just after Dean's rescued Jamie and they're in the bar, and he's explaining monsters to her... Something needed to be done with that, because it's beautifully shot and lit. It's also, as you may notice, in black and white, which means... yup. Noir.
I'm still not sure how I'm going to tell the story. On one hand, I have the plot worked out in some detail (thank you, Nny!), but I rather like the allusive quality of random images from the story. Eh. Will think about it.
The picspam that started this whole thing is here
The man sitting next to him doesn't match the man he'd seen stumbling out of the precinct alley, all raw knuckles and eyes even rawer. Castiel keeps his eyes on Dean Winchester's face as he tells him about the seven dead officers, his discharge, his life now.
Eventually, voice worn rough as Dean's bandaged knuckles, he stops talking. Dean runs thoughtful fingers up and down the tumbler, skin dyed amber from the whiskey.
"Sounds like you need a miracle, Cas. Or a drink."
"I'll take the drink," Castiel says, and Dean pours out a shot for him.
.notes:
-textures by oxoniensis, elli, dearest, others, and me.
No hotlinking, seriously. Thanks to Signe for the storage space ♥
.meme! Stolen from perspi! And it's vaguely related to the not-quite-story above!
Give me the title of a story I've never written, and feedback telling me what you liked best about it, and I will tell you any of: the first sentence, the last sentence, the thing that made me want to write it, the biggest problem I had while writing it, why it almost never got posted, the scene that hit the cutting room floor but that I wish I'd been able to salvage, or something else that I want readers to know.
It looks like fun, and I don't want to work on my dissertation abstract tomorrow... SO.
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