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Title: A Love Story Told In Reverse, written for the 2010 [livejournal.com profile] deancasbigbang
Author: [livejournal.com profile] notragicmercury
Genre: Post Season 5 AU
Pairing(s): Dean/Castiel (also Dean/Lisa, Dean/Cassie, Castiel/OMC, mentions Sam/Jess).
Rating: R
Word Count: ~35,000
Warnings: Spoilers for Season 5. Allusions to abuse and mental disorders.

Artist: [livejournal.com profile] lizfu
Art link: Art Masterlist

Summary: Dean grew up with a mother who loved him, a father who misunderstood him and a brother who worshiped him. Yet he remembered another life, one lived on the road, hunted by angels and demons alike. Plagued by false memories and familiar faces, Dean left home to try and make a life for himself. A chance meeting with a man who lives a world apart leads Dean to realize that a single action, no matter how miraculous, can't change the course of fate. It won't stop him from trying, though.



Author's Note: I have to thank [livejournal.com profile] fleshlycherry and Draoldan for all of their help throughout the writing process. Neither of them are Dean/Cas fans, particularly, and yet they put up with me constantly asking for opinions, and the constant read throughs. They helped me hammer down plot, improve my writing, and always asked “Why?” when I said “Because.” I don’t think I would have finished without their help.

Next, I have to thank [livejournal.com profile] dossier, who beta'd this after the fact, when I learned that scientists make terrible betas. Apparently we can't correct each other's work to save our lives, so [livejournal.com profile] dossier was a bit of a life saver there.

I also want to thank [livejournal.com profile] lizfu for the amazing artwork. Don’t forget to check it out and leave comments.


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Start with the meme, which I keep forgetting:

Day 07 - The most heartbreaking scene? )

Day 08 - The pairing with the most baggage? )

Remaining days )

It's been such a long time since I've been able to use my go go science! tag. The last three weeks of work before I went on holidays was plagued by badly made common stocks that killed my cells, missing reagents, and the epic stress of grant writing season. I was getting dangerously close to the "I hate science and want to start [insert questionable career of your choice here, I'm thinking guppy breeding]."

That said, this week I've successfully cloned a mutation into one of the isoforms of my protein, and I've successfully detected SUMOylation of both isoforms.

In non-science terms, I've found something that contributes to our understanding of how certain nerve cells work. Ideally, this will shed light on what happens to our brains as we age and in different neurodegenerative diseases.

I've got another three to four years of work to do on this, but it isn't hopless!!!

\o/!

Also, I'm going to go to Cuba next year! It's mostly exciting, because I haven't actually gone anywhere for vacation since I was seventeen. I managed to score an invite for a course in Brazil in April, which was a free trip there (the first time I'd left southern Ontario in six years), but this will be the first for pleasure only trip in a while. [livejournal.com profile] bloodredmoon1, aka my awesome British friend, is in to go with me. We're waiting on a few more people, but I'll probably have the trip booked by next week.

On another note, I got feedback from [livejournal.com profile] fleshlycherry about by D/C BB. Lots of sections to revise and rework because she calls me on it every time I fall into summarizing/skipping scenes, for being to wordy, and for waving my slash wand and going with the "because I said so" explanation. She didn't call me on my overuse of semicolons

I'm lucky she likes me as much as she does, because she isn't even a D/C shipper.

I've gotten to thinking about my NaNo, though, which is the sequel to the BB. I'm thinking it's going to need more Crowley, and after reading Good Omens, I've decided to go with the fact that it's the same demon. That said, should I include Aziraphale?

I'm also trying to decide if I should include the crossover bit that didn't actually get hinted in the BB. It's also trying to blend in with my [livejournal.com profile] syfybigbang, because hey, that's the way my brain works, but I've put my foot down, because it's too ridiculous.

Which leads me to the only not awesome part of my day: What to do my syfy/merlin BB on?

Also, SPN premiere tomorrow! My dad's birthday party was rescheduled for Sunday, so I'll be able to watch the whole thing as it airs! I'm pathetically excited.

All of the positive vibes I'm grooving with right now have translated into helping me shed some of the weight I put on while sick, which is also happy making.

Huzzah!

Sep. 14th, 2010 10:30 pm
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Rough draft of the BigBang is finished and sent off to an army of betas who will make me cry and whip me into whipping it into shape.

Going to go to bed early as a reward, then get started on the next one tomorrow,



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I'm leaving for a weeks vacation tomorrow, and the stress levels from trying to get everything done before that leave me with two (mostly rhetorical) questions

1) Why is it that supervisors expect you to have nothing better to do than wait around to meet with them?

I check my e-mail with breakfast, before bed, and several times in between. I can adjust my schedule to meet with people pretty easily because of this, so long as you let me know a day ahead. Not the day of. And if you want to meet the day of, you should be checking your e-mail more frequently >.>

2) Why is it, that the more you want something the work, the more likely it is to screw up, but when you're ready to wash your hands of something, it miraculously works?

I have no love for science right now. >.>

On a side note, big bang still isn't finished. Expecting to have it done by Monday (a week later than planned) because lab work is stupid.

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I think I deserve a reward >.>

I was so very pleased with myself on Wednesday when I'd gotten myself to the 15000 word mark for the Big Bang, and I thought meeting the deadline would be easy.

Except that when I mentioned a while ago that my supervisor had a grant up for review, I may have not put the correct emphasis on the urgency of her grants.

Turns out that it's EPIC GRANT WRITING SEASON OF DOOM!!!!1! for all of the primary investigators in my research group, and it comes around every five years. On Wednesday, J sat us all down to discuss the first grant up for review, and put the fear of god into half of the lab. E, the Polish lab tech is swamped because she has to make stable cell lines for one of our protein constructs, she's the only one with access to the mice we use, and she's the resident expert on confocal microscopy in our lab. D, the Chinese lab tech is busy doing activity assays and protein work, and K, the Canadian lab tech is on vacation. Then there's S, the mother of twins who just finished her PhD, who believes she is solely responsible for competing all of the needed experiments o.O

V and I kind of laugh, because V is finished next week, and she's taking a month off to look for housing and a vehicle in Washington (DC), while I'm of the mentality that I'll do the work I have to do, and if it coincides with some fo the stuff J wants, I'll do that too. I'm not going to kill myself trying to get things done, because I've learned from experience that you end up making mistakes and falling behind.

I've got three experiments planned for before my holidays, and I can use them to look at additional proteins, so I'm not going to worry much about it.

On the Big Bang front, I submitted my draft at 11:59 pm (which is funny, even though we had until uh... today at 1pm to get it in). Word count is sitting at ~21,000, plus headers and the outline of the scenes I still need to write.

This weekend I'm going to go back to my parents place, abuse their laundry machines, go shopping at stores I actually like, then go party it up with [livejournal.com profile] fleshlycherry, [livejournal.com profile] themega5, and [livejournal.com profile] ghostj with a night of drinks, dancing, and general good times.

Then I'm going to go back into the lab on Sunday to get ready for a week of manic lab mates and experiments.

On the plus side, B12 supplements and getting back to boot camp seem to be helping. I'm feeling much more awake and functional. I had four productive, if long days in the lab this week. :)

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I managed to type out 4,000 words for the BB today. Total is >15,000 words now, so I'm no longer worried about meeting the word count for Friday, and I've finally got Some Dean/Cas interaction, which makes me happy.

The thing is, I found out the other day we only had to break the 20,000 word limit for Friday. So when I said I thought it would be about 25,000 words total... I might have lied, just a little.

Because the thing is, it took me 13,000 words just to get to the part where Dean and Cas meet for the first time. I've still got to develop their relationship, build up the angst, and hit the climax, and I'm not convinced 10,000 words is going to do it justice.

We'll see what happens.

I just hope my beta's are alright with having less than a month to go over things *hint hint*

I may also be drinking beer to channel my inner Dean while I write.

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We were invited to post snippets of our fics for the big bang. Here's what I posted:

Opening the box one last time to make sure everything was still there, Castiel reassured himself he was doing the right thing. With a deep breath, he crouched down and placed the small tin in the dirt. He let out the breath, and inhaled again before he pushed the dirt and gravel back over it.

He took his time standing up, straightening his spine before pushing into the heels of his feet. Brushing the dirt from his hands onto the trench coat, he turned to face Crowley. The demon’s scent permeating the air made it easy to shift the blame for his unease.

Castiel waited for the demon to speak.

“You’re probably the last creature I ever expected to have darken my doorstep,” Crowley began, sauntering over with his hands clasped behind his back. “Common consensus is that you’re upstairs reaping the benefits of the new promotion, but a little bird told me you’d gone AWOL.”

The statement was left open-ended; a gesture Castiel had learned meant he was supposed to fill in the details. Even so, he continued to wait, head tilted to one side. He hoped his silence might put Crowley on edge, making their negotiations go in his favour.

It seemed to work at bringing out Crowley’s impatience. “I know this isn’t a matter of visiting old friends, so I’ll assume it has something to do with the sorry state of affairs the Winchesters find themselves in.

“So tell me,” Crowley said, one side of his mouth quirking up in a wicked grin. He clasped his hands in front of him before presenting his open palms. “What can I do to help an Angel of the Lord that he can’t do for himself?”


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I've been talking a lot to my old university friend M while I've been sick, and it came up that I was writing the BigBang, and he kindly offered to beta/cheerlead for me. This is the conversation we just had:

Me: I'm writing a scene in the middle of the middle. I'm thinking it'll be the turning point in Dean and Cas' relationship, where Dean realizes he might not be entirely straight :)
M: they'd be cute together
Me: I'm torn between them being cute and them being epic, rough and explosive. Castiel can be pretty BAMF.
M: hmmm. couldn't you have a bit of both?
Me: Yeah, but I'm not sure what works best of this part.
M: like when Dean has his realization he wants it slow and cute, then eventually Cas has enough and bam, epic rough sex
Me: That, right there, made my day! But no, doesn't really work for the fic.

I sometimes forget how awesome M can be, which is unfortunate, because I've know him for years. I'm actually going to crash at his place for FanExpo, and I'm surprised with how much I'm looking forward to it.

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For those of you following [livejournal.com profile] fleshlycherry's flist, you'll note that last weekend there was an epic Supernatural weekend. The purpose was three fold. We wanted to watch as much Supernatural as humanly possible in three and a half days. I needed to brush up on canon for my big bang, and we seriously needed to catch up.

Here's a recap of what happened between July 22nd and July 25th:

A Very Supernatural Weekend )

Honourable mentions should go to Bobby, for whom we drank whiskey, the whiskey sours we consumed for Sam and Dean, since we didn't want to stomach straight whiskey, the law students, for whom we stomached Canadian and straight rum, and Zachariah, who gets the worm at the bottom of the bottle of tequila we never drank.

Pumpkin Peanut Butter Cake Recipe )

Quotes worth mentioning:

1) "Because of course she did!" (refering to the Impala)
2) "Fuck [something]! Right in the face!"
3) "Salt lines; better than a locked door."
4) In Tall Tales, the professor says, "I respect you too much."
[livejournal.com profile] fleshlycherry: "What? Like God respected Becky?"
5) "Drink everytime Sam gets choked."
6) "Those are the people who just lazied themselves to death."
7) "I find this humerus."


Question:

Jul. 21st, 2010 12:46 pm
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Dear Flist:

My awesome British friend brought to my attention a small issue with my BigBang fic, which stems from the interpretation of the SPN season finale.

Cut for spoilers. )

Thanks for the help, preemptively.
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Been a little while since I posted last, so I've got a nice update to give.

1) There is laundry thief in my appartment building, stealing mostly women's undergraments. They posted the memo about two hours after I did a load of laundry. Now I'm concerned I'm missing clothing.
1a) I've been watching too much criminal minds, and reading profiling text books. Underwear theft can escalate to rape >.>
1b) I'm going back to my parents house to do laundry from now on.

2) EXPERIMENTS ARE WORKING!!!!1! There is strong evidence to suggest my protein of interest is being modified. Now I'm going to look at the other isoform of my protein, and of the modifier. I'm going to make mutant proteins to find the interaction site, and I'm going to treat my cells with funky things to see if it alters binding or activity. I might even look into siRNA to see if it knocks down the funky activity we see in our protein.

3) I spent a great five days with my awesome British friend. I spent a ridiculous amount of money on jewelry, completed some great sets, saw five plays, drank a lot of wine, talked a lot of fanfic, and watched Secret Diary of a Call Girl. I want to go back now.

4) There was a huge storm that rolled over London last night. I was outside doing bootcamp (which got cancelled half way through due to the weather). It was literally rolling, too. You could see about five different cloud fronts passing over head, with the storm front being this huge black roiling thing. Once I got to my car I tried to chase it so I could take a picture, but it was moving at a fair pace, and the London traffic system is designed to stop you at nearly every light, and it doesn't provide advanced greens.

5) Planning the SPN weekend to end all weekends with [livejournal.com profile] fleshlycherry. It makes me happy. Now I just need to get on my BigBang. I've submitted the summary, and I'm about 1/10 of the way through the word count, with just the prologue. It's going to be a monster fic, I think.



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I cooked Pad Thai over at the boys' place last night, and then played Dominion, which is officially the coolest game ever. It's kind of like Settlers of Catan, in that you get victory points and resources, except that there's no board, it's a deck building game, and it's a lot more fun (though the last statement could be because I overplayed Settlers in undergrad. G kept trying to hook cute nerdy boy and I up all night.

Woke up at 6 am this morning, made waffles and sausages for breakfast with fresh local strawberries (and put brown sugar in my coffee as a treat), then went with cute nerdy boy to the London market. Spent an hour there and picked up some delicious assorted day old bakery bagels for cheap.

Went into the lab after I got back to finish up an experiment (which has finally started to yeild conclusive results). While I was in the lab I had a brilliant epiphany for the climax of my BigBang fic, so it's 90% planned out now, and I've actually started writing.

Finally, I drove all the way across town to take a look at this 30$ computer desk, except the store had sold out. Also looked at new couches, but the ones in my price range are crappier than the 30 year old love seat I've got now. Feeling bummed, I tried one last store, and found this awesome desk, as well as a really cute red faux-leather sectional.

I only bought the desk, but I got to spend four hours taking apart the old one (with stripped bolts), and putting together the new one. I really like working with my hands, and it's been a while since I've had the satisfaction of completing a task.

Today has been a good day :)

On a side note, I've decided to name the BigBang chapters after song titles, and I'm going to compile a fan mix to go along with it. Anyone have any good Supernatural related songs?


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