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Remus ducks his head, embarrassed but laughing, because this is it, his ridiculous, brilliant life: sudden rainstorms and magical umbrellas, good friends and mad adventures, Sirius and all the chaos he brings whirling in his wake. He glances up at the sky, where the clouds are turning white and fluffy. It looks like it's going to be a beautiful day. *happy sigh*

The brief lives and many deaths of Castiel, Angel of the Lord. So what if Castiel is like Kenny from South Park? *dies* (er, pun completely intended)

"Here, that's meant to go in the tart, not on it." / James huffed loudly. "Your mum's a tart." / Sirius' mouth twitched, but he grabbed another peach rather than rising to the bait. Remus was not surprised; Sirius was all for a good game of your mum under normal circumstances, but he firmly believed that Mrs Potter walked on water. Boys! Baking and bantering! James figures out that Sirius and Remus are together. ♥

She remembers tying towels around her shoulders when she was a child, running in circles as they flapped behind her. She remembers feeling like she could fly. / George doesn't look away, even has his cheeks go pink. / She remembers it feeling like this. Soft and lovely. Annie loves her boys. Sigh.

Adorable crossover in which Gus and Shawn go to Scranton to solve a mystery at Dunder Mifflin. Gus/Shawn=OTP! *heart*

Hee! Dean + Sam + an ice cream truck = ADORKABLE.

Just another Wendy-Noser moment.

In the aftermath of "The Doomsday Armageddon Apocalypse," Wendy helps the Middleman deal. *sniffle* Achy and lovely and full of their awesome friendship. (spoilery for the unfilmed 13th episode/graphic novel/table read at SDCC)

The entire crew of the Enterprise gets age-regressed. Hilarious look at Kirk's captain's log during the adventure.

"Nate told me to talk to you," she says. / Eliot perks up immediately. "We got a job?" / "No," says Parker. "He told me to ask you about the birds and the bees." Adorkable, hilarious Parker/Hardison.

As Spock turns toward him, where Chekov expects to see a comfortable control, a Vulcan sensibility of logic, a benediction of knowledge from the one who seems to have forgotten more than Chekov can ever know, there is nothing. And all the tactical strategies he’s learned, all the technical manuals he’s memorized, all the sonnets and monologues and songs he can recite, they’re useless here, in this pivotal moment. The language of grief is something Star Fleet cannot teach him. Beautiful and heartbreaking.

“They played us good, didn’t they.” / Sam smiled. “Yeah, they did.” / “And now we have an apocalypse to stop?” / Sam ran a hand through his messy sweat-dry hair. “Looks like.” / “So it’s just another day at the office.” Boys! lovely coda for 4.22.

Our culture is obsessed with sleep, and the lack of it, yet many of us don't know some basic facts.

Really sharp, melancholy look at Mary in the ten years after her parents died. (Some formatting issues and some punctuation issues, but not enough to make me stop reading.)

Highly enjoyable story of Spock Prime wandering the universe, being awesome.

"And that’s another thing. About Chuck…your prophet. He’s a nice enough guy, but he’s an ordinary guy. Do you get it? He’s normal, like you and me.” / “Exactly.” Pastor Steve nods cryptically. “Now you’re beginning to understand.” post-4.22, Sam and Dean are taken in by a town full of people who want to feed them cookies and thank them for fighting evil. *sniffle* Oh, boys....

Her first memory, the first thing she can remember with certainty beyond the hazy memories of childhood that might have just been dreams, is a long beach, light colored sand and frothy waves that crash with a dull roar. She's not sure where - Dean says he can't remember and she's never bothered to ask her father - but she can feel the ghost of dry heat on her skin, so she thinks Texas, maybe. She knows her father hunted through the panhandle for the first time the summer after she turned six, and in her memory, Dean has a still-red jagged cut through his eyebrow that went silver and turned into the sweet, almost invisible scar he has now. Gorgeous, lyrical and languorous girl!Sam/Dean.

Kirk is an optimist. Who maybe gets off on near-death experiences. And keeps trying to convince Spock and Uhura to have a threesome with him. Adorably hilarious.

Lovely remix of the original, from Bobby's POV.

*sniffle* After the news of the explosion in "Jus in Bello," many of the people Sam and Dean helped come out to mourn. I love stories where the people they save show their appreciation, especially in the face of official disapproval. Lovely, gentle, heartbreaking.

Dean bought orange juice at every rest stop, every McDonalds, every convenience store. He tried every brand and handed it wordlessly to Sam. Sam never drank more than half, and threw the rest away, if that. Even though Sam was gone now, Dean couldn't stop buying the damn stuff. The remix gives us more of Sam's relationship with Huang (the lady next door), and Dean's POV on the whole thing. Lovely.

"Here," she said, holding out a section of the orange, its juice running down her hand. "I bet it'll be the best you've ever had." Lovely look at Sam growing up and with Jess. (rec with remix)

Uhura’s got time. She solders it out of other people’s slack and resonant opportunities. Her initiative serves her well. Fifteen minutes here, two there. Completing tasks correctly so she needn’t rectify mistakes upon checking her work means that when she does take time for self-indulgence, the moments are truly her own. Gorgeous look at Uhura at the Academy.

"Rules of the universe," he declares, and then corrects himself before Spock can get his astrophysics on. "Rules of humanity. Warriors who've drawn weapons, shed blood, triumphed together must drink together." Kirk, in the aftermath of the battle of Vulcan, showing why he's such a good captain. Rings really true both in characterization and in the evocation of shared grief.

table read of the finale at SDCC 2009

Michael v. zombies, with a cool OC, timely help from Fi and Sam, and note-perfect voiceovers.

Faith had felt the Hellmouth open, like someone ripping the marrow from her bones and pouring in lava. It wasn't until days later that she'd found out that it hadn't just been a Hellmouth (the one in Cleveland, maybe, although the town was such a pit Faith didn't think anyone would notice) or even the Hellmouth (happy, shiny, crateriffic Sunnydale, how she didn't miss it). It was all Hellmouths. Everywhere. One big worldwide demon party. / Faith figured her invitation must have gotten lost somewhere along the way. That she didn't mind so much; parties you crashed were always a better time than parties where you were invited to, anyway Chilling and heartbreaking look at how things could go wrong after the BtVS series finale.

"Ida has picked up several interesting tidbits on the H.E.Y.D.A.R.," he informs. "Apparently the sky commenced falling at roughly 0600 hours, shortly after reports that temperature in a small southeastern Michigan town called Hell had reached critically cold proportions, especially unusual seeing as it's July." / "Wait." She stops with her vest stuck halfway around her head, voice muffled by the slippery black cloth. "Are you saying that Hell literally froze over?" / "Yes, Dubbie, I am." Hee! WW and MM take on the apocalypse.

Lovely bit of Uhura/Gaila in which they have a first date. I especially like how clear their friendship is, even without the sexual component.