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sweetprince) wrote2007-11-15 06:16 pm
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ART POST: So I'm this thing called a...what's the word again...DORK!
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So, actually, nothing was really that difficult in this piece. I'm kind of amazed. Ordinarily I'm bitching at the paper and the pencil and the figures on the page for a good ten minutes, but this one just flowed out. Yay, REGENCY PERIOD CLOTHING.
I really want to go and write this crazy story where Sam was found in a handbag in Brighton and John took him on as a ward and then he dies and Dean runs the estate and Sam goes off to Uni because he's in love with Dean and Dean keeps fending him, but Dean needs Sam's help so he sends for him to come home and their are lots of balls and eventually Dean gives into the force that is Sam and then their is fucking. And lots of polished Hessian boots. And Bella trying desperately to win Dean over when the London Season starts, and Dean being like "Good heavens, no! I have an adoptive brother who gives quite spectacular blow jobs! Why on earth would I trouble myself with you?"
So I kind want to put the eras in one big post on like...Wincest or something. Do any of you support this? Or shall I hide my crazy eratic (AHAHAHAH, VERY POOR PUN) art!
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*FLAPS CRAZILY*
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I really want to go and write this crazy story where Sam was found in a handbag in Brighton and John took him on as a ward
I must confess that I feel somewhat bewildered by what you have just told me. To be born, or at any rate bred in a handbag, whether it have handles or not, seems to me to display a contempt for the ordinary decencies of family life which reminds one of the worst excesses of the French revolution, and I presume you know what that unfortunate movement led to? :)
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This is delightful. How are you so consistently delightful?
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OHMYGOD, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.
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It is so very loverly. Like you, my dear. ♥
And also? Your detailing is INCREDIBLE. From the clothing to the text on the picture frame! Brava!
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(although technically in your paradigm Sam is as much Cecily as he is Ernest :D)
YOU TOTALLY GAVE ME THE IDEAL OPPORTUNITY TO USE MY MISS PRISM ICON! AND YOU DREW REGENCY BOYS! AND YOU WANT SAMMY TO BE FOUND IN THE CLOAK ROOM AT VICTORIA STATION (the line is immaterial). I COULD LOVE YOU MORE, BUT I MIGHT EXPLODE IF I DID!
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How am I so consistently delightful? You know, I don't know the answer to this either. Because everybody else considers my delightfulness to be sheer crazy! ;p
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Yay! I WILL show the world!
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Hee, I love Wilde. I have the complete works at home and I brought Earnest with me for school. I think in my version he probably won't be found in a handbag, I just felt like being pompous and referencing things.
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Also, please write that regency era wincest?
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I have a serious weakness for those collars and ascot ties. *gyunh* One of the main reasons that I liked The Prestige so much (aside from awesome plot, Hugh Jackman, and Christian Bale) is how very PRETTY the clothing of that era makes EVERYBODY.
*SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE* LOVES THIS!
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I could sit here and quote this back and forth with you pretty much all day, seriously. It's one of my favorite plays, and I know it more or less inside out. So, stop me whenever, but until then -
Me, sir! What has it to do with me? You can hardly imagine that I and Lord Bracknell would dream of allowing our only daughter - a girl brought up with the utmost care - to marry into a cloak-room, and form an alliance with a parcel?
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Anyway, I'M SO GLAD YOU ENJOY IT! WOO HOO!
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(I can picture Sammy reading Ernest in highschool, and deciding that he must have been left in the Impala in a handbag, or the like. Then Dean would make up a story supporting that. Ersomethin)
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Maybe you should right that story!
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Sam and Dean being separated as younguns, Dean ending up in England and Sammy in France. Dean, being poor and rough and tumble by nature, ends up being arrested for some minor crime and is given the choice between the hangman's noose or the army. He chooses the later, and since he is not noble, or with enough $$ to purchase a commission, can get no higher than sergeant major.
Sammy, on the other hand, although he joins the cause in France, is promoted since Napoleon had more belief in ability than titles and blood. So he rises through the ranks.
Sam is riding to carry a dispatch message somewhere when he is ambushed by Dean's little troupe (who have been separated from the main army after a big battle where their commander turned tail and fled). Dean kicks Sammy's adorable little officer ass..... and then that later leads to him doing OTHER things to said ass. *grins hugely*
//novel
Dude. Those boys in ANYTHING are nice, yesssssss. And anything YOU write them in is DOUBLEY nice. Weskets and tight trousers = the loverly. *purrs*
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