'Our Time.' (http://0mindthegap0.livejournal.com/34679.html?mode=reply&style=mine) (http://thuviaptarth.dreamwidth.org/profile)thuviaptarth (http://thuviaptarth.dreamwidth.org/)'s rec: Honestly, this is not how I saw Ruby in S4, but damn, I wish it was. Because she is snarky and kickass and fucking better than you. (Especially if your last name is Winchester.) Well edited and very fun.
'Surrendered Flags.' (http://moodfic.livejournal.com/128542.html?style=mine) They do not sleep nights but stand between rows of glowing corn and cabbages. 563 words. Packs a lot into a visceral turn of phrase. Tamara was supposed to be a recurring character, but she's never come back so far since her one appearance in 3.01. I wish she had, especially after reading this. Epigraph from Erin Belieu.
'Lamp Black Eyes.' (http://moodfic.livejournal.com/128542.html?style=mine) Instruments of mercy are foreign to their hands. 259 words. Palpable, poignant details you can practically taste. Jo & Ellen, pre-series. Epigraph from Jeffrey Foucault.
'What Gets Said.' (http://moodfic.livejournal.com/157769.html?style=mine) The gods don't listen to reason. 658 words. One thing that could have happened to Bela after 3.15. The surprise guest is just right. If I say any more it'll be spoilers, but the end scenario's about what you'd expect for something with a Margaret Atwood epigraph.
'Woman Inflammable.' (http://vee-fic.livejournal.com/55769.html?format=light) It hadn't occurred to him to carry a handgun in the process of buying chips. She knew better, apparently: drug dealer, or gangster, or maybe this was an even worse neighborhood than he thought. It was weird: she didn't look particularly jumpy or scared, just politely getting out of the way while he stood dumb in front of the candy machine. 4585 words. My favorite of this bunch by far. I'm in love with the author's use of limited POV, matter-of-fact prose, and how of-course-believable - but no less poignant, horrifying, and wrenchingly sad - it makes the calamitous and extraordinary. Author's notes as follows...
Fandom: Supernatural / Sarah Connor Chronicles crossover Rating: PG-13 for gross imagery Spoilers: none. What Is It: A meeting; a misunderstanding; a mission. Tagline: John Winchester was getting the hang of this paranoia thing.
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Date: 2009-12-28 09:37 am (UTC)'Surrendered Flags.' (http://moodfic.livejournal.com/128542.html?style=mine) They do not sleep nights but stand between rows of glowing corn and cabbages. 563 words. Packs a lot into a visceral turn of phrase. Tamara was supposed to be a recurring character, but she's never come back so far since her one appearance in 3.01. I wish she had, especially after reading this. Epigraph from Erin Belieu.
'Lamp Black Eyes.' (http://moodfic.livejournal.com/128542.html?style=mine) Instruments of mercy are foreign to their hands. 259 words. Palpable, poignant details you can practically taste. Jo & Ellen, pre-series. Epigraph from Jeffrey Foucault.
'What Gets Said.' (http://moodfic.livejournal.com/157769.html?style=mine) The gods don't listen to reason. 658 words. One thing that could have happened to Bela after 3.15. The surprise guest is just right. If I say any more it'll be spoilers, but the end scenario's about what you'd expect for something with a Margaret Atwood epigraph.
'Woman Inflammable.' (http://vee-fic.livejournal.com/55769.html?format=light) It hadn't occurred to him to carry a handgun in the process of buying chips. She knew better, apparently: drug dealer, or gangster, or maybe this was an even worse neighborhood than he thought. It was weird: she didn't look particularly jumpy or scared, just politely getting out of the way while he stood dumb in front of the candy machine. 4585 words. My favorite of this bunch by far. I'm in love with the author's use of limited POV, matter-of-fact prose, and how of-course-believable - but no less poignant, horrifying, and wrenchingly sad - it makes the calamitous and extraordinary. Author's notes as follows...
Fandom: Supernatural / Sarah Connor Chronicles crossover
Rating: PG-13 for gross imagery
Spoilers: none.
What Is It: A meeting; a misunderstanding; a mission.
Tagline: John Winchester was getting the hang of this paranoia thing.