George Kirk's son, a genius, a heavy-fisted brawler, a drunk, a cynic. A trainwreck. But there's something desperate and bright beneath it, something that refused to acknowledge something as plebian as odds, as mortal as getting the shit kicked out of him. Gorgeous, heartbreaking look at Jim Kirk, growing up. *sniffle*
I enjoyed this pre-series look at how much, when push comes to shove, Sam is willing to sacrifice to save Dean. Interesting hunt, and a nice look at John and Dean as well.
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Sam: one head wound, one dislocated shoulder, one sprained ankle. / Dean: two cracked ribs, one deep gash in his leg, two broken fingers. / Apocalypse: averted. / Dean thought they'd gotten off easy. Lovely futurefic in which the boys take some time to heal after averting the apocalypse.
"I nearly bought a VW van, you know," John said, slurring a little from pain, exhaustion, and the only available anesthetic. / Bobby smirked at John, making sure his shoulder was just dislocated and not broken. "That so." / "Best thing I ever didn't do. Some guy, Van Halen, he told me I should get the Impala instead." / "Yeah? / "Yeah. I think..." Memory swam to the surface. "Bobby, I think he was a hunter. Thought he was nuts back then, he asked about cold spots and cattle mutilations and crap." / "Coulda been I guess. Hunting goes a long way back." John figures it out, just pre-season 1. Heartbreaking.
Sharp, heartbreaking AU in which John dies and Mary survives to teach her boys to hunt. The thing about unconditional love, Sam had decided, surrounded by Freud and Hume and all the deconstructions, classifications, bifurcations, iterations, semantics of the heady psychoanalysis of academia - or perhaps in spite of all those things - was that if he didn’t hate the person he loved, it probably wasn't unconditional love at all. Everyone despises something, some failure, some constriction, something human about those they love most. / It was easy to think in such abstractions, so far removed from the irresistible, overpowering combined gravity of mom and Dean. He realizes this now. / Sam shifts minutely against the leather, sees Dean start, and wonders vaguely if he would hate his father too, if he were still alive.
"I have unfucked the transporter." Kirk and Uhura are being held at knifepoint by space pirates. And then the real trouble starts. Absolutely HILARIOUS and DARLING at the same time. Uhura for the win!
Penny/Sheldon that actually, shockingly *works* - nails both characters' voices, takes Sheldon's deal (or lack thereof) into account, and seriously, pretending to be a couple is always awesome. Really well done.
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evil robots! Shows/Source: Doctor Who, Sarah Connor, Battlestar Galactica, The Matrix trilogy, Transformers, I Robot. Summary: Rainbow Coalition Vs fascist robots.
That was stirring up trouble, Dean figured. He'd decided that while he was sitting there alone: that he was eight years old, and he could do what he could do, and he couldn't do what he couldn't do. Getting PO'ed because he couldn't drive, or go out with Dad went he went after the bad things, or make decisions about where they went or when – that wouldn't accomplish anything. He was a kid. Takes what could have been a really sappy premise - 8yo Dean saves a kitten and nurses it back to health - and knocks it out of the park.
Dean had barely even started to work out what had really been going on since he sold his soul, but he'd already decided that absolutely none of it had been made better by the two of them constantly trying to game each other. When he stopped to think about it, he had no idea how he'd managed to second-guess the motives behind Sam's every move for most of the past two years; it was so goddamned tiring. Really interesting post-ep for 4.22.
The day that Dean lays belly down on the warm wood, goose-bumped skin dripping from the sea he's just swam in, and presses his cheek against the smooth grain so that he can feel the little creaks as the boat bobs up and down with the water and thinks Christ you're beautiful to her, is the day he believes him. Gorgeous look at Sam and Dean after the apocalypse is averted.
Which is why, despite its wild taboo-breaking, there's something curiously cosy about Flowers In The Attic. Cathy and Chris don't have to look far to find a destined partner: they have each other. They don't have to look far for high drama, either: there's plenty of that in their family background. Break with normality just enough that incest seems an option, and it's melodrama that can happen without having to leave your safe space. They don't have to step outside the microcosm to get a world of experiences. Interesting essay comparing the naive sexuality of Flowers in the Attic (and yes, despite the incest, she makes a compelling argument that it is an innocent sexuality) with Twilight (and reading Edward/Bella as a subtextual and consensual D/s relationship).
101 Reasons to Love The Middleman 1. Natalie Morales' ability to spout complicated dialogue without pausing for breath. 2. Matt Keeslar's ability to spout complicated dialogue without pausing for breath. 3. The contents of Wendy's pullbox. 4. Funny things happening in the background while people in…