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crack_van2006-01-07 10:39 am
laceymcbain.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2006-01-07 10:39 am
Cold by Brown Betty (G)
Fandom: DC COMICS
Pairing: None
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brown_betty
Author Website: Brown Betty's Page at The Archive at the End of the Universe
Why this must be read: Set during "No Man's Land", this fic is a great study in characterization. Tim's trying to stay warm and over the course of the story he crawls into bed with various members of his extended family. The descriptions of how the characters sleep are spot-on in revealing things about them, and the story is a wonderful example of how details can be used to convey character. An excellent short piece.
Bruce went to sleep almost immediately, and then thrashed the entire night. Tim woke up, it seemed, every twenty minutes, with an elbow in his kidney, or a foot in his gut. It was better than being cold. He woke up in the morning, huddled in a small protective ball in the space behind Bruce's knees. Bruce had, in the night, reached back and clamped one hand around Tim's wrist so hard that Tim had to wait for him to wake up to escape.
Read the story: Cold and let the author know you enjoyed it.
Pairing: None
Author on LJ:
brown_bettyAuthor Website: Brown Betty's Page at The Archive at the End of the Universe
Why this must be read: Set during "No Man's Land", this fic is a great study in characterization. Tim's trying to stay warm and over the course of the story he crawls into bed with various members of his extended family. The descriptions of how the characters sleep are spot-on in revealing things about them, and the story is a wonderful example of how details can be used to convey character. An excellent short piece.
Bruce went to sleep almost immediately, and then thrashed the entire night. Tim woke up, it seemed, every twenty minutes, with an elbow in his kidney, or a foot in his gut. It was better than being cold. He woke up in the morning, huddled in a small protective ball in the space behind Bruce's knees. Bruce had, in the night, reached back and clamped one hand around Tim's wrist so hard that Tim had to wait for him to wake up to escape.
Read the story: Cold and let the author know you enjoyed it.