August/September fic roundup
All Supernatural, unless you count that one story with the crossover segments, in which case, Iron Man, Doctor Who, and Torchwood are also in the mix.
August
Epilogue, Gen, PG-13, AU futurefic, 3,000 words, posted 8/26/2008
co-authored with batyatoon . Follow-up to A Thin Chain of Next Moments. Dean's time has run out, but Sam and John aren't ready to give up yet.
Time is nothing, he can do this forever if he has to.
Eight Times Dean Was Unexpectedly Kissed (In Multiple Universes), het and slash, PG-13, 1,600 words, posted 8/16/2008
Just what the titles says. Dean gets smoochies. It's win/win if you ask me.
drabble: Hangin' Tough, Gen, G, preseries, posted 8/11/2008
Sam wrinkled up his nose. "You need more gel in your hair."
September
Our Own Shadow Hides Light, PG, Sam and Dean gen with some Dean/Castiel, set after 4x02, 1,800 words, posted 9/27/2008
"I'm here, it's Sam, it's okay," he was saying, over and over, voice calm as anything but Dean could hear the break beneath it.
Then I'll Wave and Say Goodbye, Gen, PG, post 4x02, 900 words, posted 9/27/2008
Fills in backstory for a cameo character.
Scarred and weathered hunters had always told her, it really didn't do to think about them. You saved the ones you could and the ones you couldn't were casualties in a long, slow burn of a war.
The Taste of Water, Gen, PG-13, post 4x01, 800 words, posted 9/24/2008
You did that so he'd survive, so he wouldn't go down, wouldn't fall without you. So he'd live.
Now Hollow Fires Burn, Gen, PG-13, season one, 6,500 words, posted 9/10/2008
The best way to describe this is probably Asylum in reverse. Sam and Dean investigate a house that has something not quite right about it.
In the faint, indirect daylight from the window, Sam shifted, trying to get a hard gaze at his brother's face. He looked more tired than he had yesterday, freckles standing out, as if there was less of his face behind them, sharper and more gaunt.
Until Dawn, Gen, PG, Stanford era, 3,100 words, posted 9/7/2008
Rock salt, demons, and beer. Just another father and son road trip.
The car's engine rumbled into life while Dean gasped for breath. "I had it under control," he got out.
"Sure," said Dad, voice calm as they pulled out onto the highway. "Letting them pile on you like that was your plan to lull them into a false sense of security before you kicked the crap out of them."
drabble: Undercover, Gen, G, season one, posted 9/4/2008
"I can't see. The girl said there'd be eyeholes."
drabble: Figment, Gen, G, season three, posted 9/4/2008
"Crap," said the jackalope. "How about pizza?"
Then there are also two ficlets I haven't had a chance to re-post at my own LJ yet, but I'll put those up here in October. \o/
August
Epilogue, Gen, PG-13, AU futurefic, 3,000 words, posted 8/26/2008
co-authored with batyatoon . Follow-up to A Thin Chain of Next Moments. Dean's time has run out, but Sam and John aren't ready to give up yet.
Time is nothing, he can do this forever if he has to.
Eight Times Dean Was Unexpectedly Kissed (In Multiple Universes), het and slash, PG-13, 1,600 words, posted 8/16/2008
Just what the titles says. Dean gets smoochies. It's win/win if you ask me.
drabble: Hangin' Tough, Gen, G, preseries, posted 8/11/2008
Sam wrinkled up his nose. "You need more gel in your hair."
September
Our Own Shadow Hides Light, PG, Sam and Dean gen with some Dean/Castiel, set after 4x02, 1,800 words, posted 9/27/2008
"I'm here, it's Sam, it's okay," he was saying, over and over, voice calm as anything but Dean could hear the break beneath it.
Then I'll Wave and Say Goodbye, Gen, PG, post 4x02, 900 words, posted 9/27/2008
Fills in backstory for a cameo character.
Scarred and weathered hunters had always told her, it really didn't do to think about them. You saved the ones you could and the ones you couldn't were casualties in a long, slow burn of a war.
The Taste of Water, Gen, PG-13, post 4x01, 800 words, posted 9/24/2008
You did that so he'd survive, so he wouldn't go down, wouldn't fall without you. So he'd live.
Now Hollow Fires Burn, Gen, PG-13, season one, 6,500 words, posted 9/10/2008
The best way to describe this is probably Asylum in reverse. Sam and Dean investigate a house that has something not quite right about it.
In the faint, indirect daylight from the window, Sam shifted, trying to get a hard gaze at his brother's face. He looked more tired than he had yesterday, freckles standing out, as if there was less of his face behind them, sharper and more gaunt.
Until Dawn, Gen, PG, Stanford era, 3,100 words, posted 9/7/2008
Rock salt, demons, and beer. Just another father and son road trip.
The car's engine rumbled into life while Dean gasped for breath. "I had it under control," he got out.
"Sure," said Dad, voice calm as they pulled out onto the highway. "Letting them pile on you like that was your plan to lull them into a false sense of security before you kicked the crap out of them."
drabble: Undercover, Gen, G, season one, posted 9/4/2008
"I can't see. The girl said there'd be eyeholes."
drabble: Figment, Gen, G, season three, posted 9/4/2008
"Crap," said the jackalope. "How about pizza?"
Then there are also two ficlets I haven't had a chance to re-post at my own LJ yet, but I'll put those up here in October. \o/