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cathybites.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2007-11-20 09:48 pm
Entry tags:
The Firefly that Loved Metallica by fleshflutter (R)
Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Author on LJ:
fleshflutter
Author Website: fic tag on lj
Why this must be read:
It's kind of a crazy premise - Sam gets Dean's soul back from the Crossroads demon, only it's pink and sparkly and he has to figure out how to get it back in Dean's body - but it's so amazingly well-written that it just works. The story is told from four different POVs - Sam, Bobby, Ellen, and Jo - and each character's voice rings true. Even Dean, in his pink sparkly non-speaking role, is still so very Dean. It's crazy and sad and funny and just all-around fabulolus. I adore this fic a ridiculous amount.
The Firefly that Loved Metallica
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Author on LJ:
Author Website: fic tag on lj
Why this must be read:
It's kind of a crazy premise - Sam gets Dean's soul back from the Crossroads demon, only it's pink and sparkly and he has to figure out how to get it back in Dean's body - but it's so amazingly well-written that it just works. The story is told from four different POVs - Sam, Bobby, Ellen, and Jo - and each character's voice rings true. Even Dean, in his pink sparkly non-speaking role, is still so very Dean. It's crazy and sad and funny and just all-around fabulolus. I adore this fic a ridiculous amount.
Dean's soul tastes like candyfloss. It's like a little, warm cloud of spun sugar in Sam's mouth.
Sam'd thought it was the Crossroads Demon trying to slip him some tongue as they sealed the deal, sealed her defeat. Dean would probably be offended to have his soul mistaken for demon tongue.
"He's all yours, baby," she hissed in his ear when she finally let him breathe again. Sam had stared at her, not daring to move and every drop of stubborn bravado wrung from him in the face of this one last complicated victory.
All pretence of humanity had slid from her. Her eyes turned bloody and the bones in her face sharpened, straining against her sweat-slick skin. A low, guttural noise like boiling water hissed through the air as she flickered and was gone, pouring out black smoke and leaving a crumpled woman on the ground.
And Sam just stands there, feeling his brother's soul flutter against his lips.
The Firefly that Loved Metallica
