I need to kill these WIPs

[schmevil]

I need to get some of these damn WIPs completed and posted. In the interest of said, I'm seeking prereaders, audiencers, beta readers and/or people with pokey sticks. Seriously, anyone who's willing to read a draft and give me a straight answer as to the worthiness of its contents would be appreciated.

Most dire need:

Supernatural: Bela/Ruby, in hell. Kind of a lesbian, demonic Karate Kid.
Supernatural: Sam/Castiel, post series. Straight up romance.
Avengers: Janet Van Dyne vs an evil television show.
Avengers: Steve/Tony, oustider pov. Total crack involving a pony.

Slightly less dire need:

Supernatural: Dean/Castiel, post series. Bittersweet philosophical romance.
Supernatural: Dean/Castiel, post series. Castiel goes mortal. The Winchesters + Bobby deal.
Supernatural: Dean, Castiel, hell AU. Castiel is a fallen angel.

Any takers? I've also considered setting up a WIP filter, but am unsure if anyone would be interested in snippets...

Comments

[neotoma]

I'm still heads down in the SPN Fic That Ate Cleveland, but I could help with poking -- I tend to be good at that.

A WIP filter might work.

[schmevil]

How far along are you with that thing? I'm going to be all over it when you post.

[neotoma]

Well, it's at 18000 words now. I think I'm halfway done? It might be a full length (50,000 word) novel when I'm done, since I definitely will have to go back after all of the plot is in to add scene description -- right not *I* know where the characters are each scene, but the settings are described well.

Also, the post-Detroit story wants to be written, just because there is so much comedy in Sam and Dean dealing with a guy who a) doesn't speak English, b) puts butter on *everything*, including dried fish, and b) seems to think he's in Alfheim.

[schmevil]

Oh man, sounds like fun. Your determination puts mine to shame. I think I'll have to wheedle your opinion on my longer WIP (only ~10,000 words but set to be about max ~20,000 when done).

The post-Detroit story should be written. Go forth. ;)

[neotoma]

My determination sucks. I haven't gotten anything written on it today, because Hrafn Friðþofsson wants to talk to me about the wonders of food that is not butter or fish (like, *oatmeal*! How wondrous is *oatmeal*!) and what it feels like when an archangel scoops you up out of death and despair. And how praying to Thor and Christ at the same time is in no way contradictory, what do I mean giving him that annoyed look?

Btw, even *Dean* is disgusted by Hrafn's eating habits, because he watched the guy put butter on pancakes, eggs, granola bars, and *fruit salad*. :P