Though it might appear otherwise, I'm neither MIA nor have dropped off the surface of the Earth. Just a bit caught up with RL and taking a bit of break from active Lj fandom.
But not from pondering over and ruminating on on-line communication and interactive fandom involvement altogether (what? I do that for a living, in case you're wondering).

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Since from the overall looks (and feels) of it winter is firmly in place, the blazing summery layout this journal sported is a bit off, given it was snowing a couple of days ago. And I'm pretty sure I'll switch it back on once the season is right again. But for now, I'm just in the mood for hot black coffee and cinnamon, and library and a bit of ( Read more... )

I haven't caught the latest episode yet (alas, we lag behind on the airing in this part of the globe), hence am assiduously avoiding overviews for now, till I come up with that of my own. And no sooner will hit my f-list to see what all the wonderfully insightful minds there have to say on the matter. So that may take a while.

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...or, maybe, not so perfect altogether.
As ever, Dean's state of tormented dismay within the soulless!Sam framework fascinates me as much as it breaks my heart.

Title: My daily night
Genre: Gen
Rating: R (for mentions of violence)
Characters: Dean, Sam. Dean's POV
Summary: Dean is suffering from nightmares and gets a glimpse of how it's all going to end ( Read more... )

As it incessantly would these days, the current bemoanful state of Winchester non-Brotherdom (at least on Sam's part) wrenches my heart.
In this respect, Dean's lack of emotional response to Sam's blatant admissions at the end of 'All Dogs Go To Heaven', s6, got me wondering *and* spawning a ficlet, eventually.

Title: Cling to nowhere
Rating: T
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Among others, the one good thing about attending an academic conference is that you can, for all intents and purposes, shamelessly fanfic your way through the more boring presentations, all the while maintaining a perfectly sophisticated demeanor by pretending to be taking thorough extensive notes.
So, below are two SPN season 4 ficlets (can't tell ( Read more... )

A little something by way of SPN fanfic, coming out of nowhere, as usual.

I've always had trouble coming to peaceful terms with the sort of father John Winchester panned out to be. Especially once it turned out he had a 'beta' family on the side and never bothered to tell Dean and Sam about it. Much as I *want* to believe John did love his elder ( Read more... )

Given the current state of affairs in the Winchester Brotherdom of Woe, it's probably not the soundest idea to go back and skip-rewatch season 1, yet there you go. And in all honesty, through most of 5 pushing on to 6 seasons of the show worth I've hardly ever felt worse for Dean, than in 'Shadow'. Provided, I more often than not am compelled to  ( Read more... )

Technically, I'm not in any remotest vicinity of plausibility am supposed to be bored, for there're about a million an a half things I am to do or could be doing at the moment. The research project report I'm stranded to supervise and the deadline on a thesis review pending, notwithstanding, there're a couple (okay, about four or five) aborted or ( Read more... )

Ooooookay. So my brain just won't find it's way out of the sandbox today, huh?
This little something just sort of 'wrote' itself (like it so often would), while I was pondering a different matter altogether, fic-wise. In the hindsight, though, I do remember bumping into a screencap of Dean's teary confession of the atrocities he'd endured in Hell, ( Read more... )