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Badlands by JS Michel (R)
Fandom: X FILES
Pairing: Doggett/Reyes, implied Mulder/Scully
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jsmichel
Author Website: Bibliotech
Why this must be read: This is another post-col which does a masterful job at depicting a world we never saw on our screens, this time focusing on the 'new kids on the block', Doggett and Reyes. JS captures Doggett's voice perfectly, level-headed and dry and just a bit wistful, and does an equally impressive job continuing the tone of Doggett's relationships with the other three that he had on the show; he's still protective of Scully, wary and yet companionable with Mulder, and his relationship with Monica has an ease that only comes from years of trust and affection. They're sexy in an adult way, practical and teasing and in sync with each other.
And, oh my, the writing is excellent. I love JS's style, an unflowery language with biting, dead-on details interspersed throughout. There are also pop culture references here and there which, in my opinion, befit a man like Doggett who eats Poptarts and cracks Brady Bunch jokes. The writing also parallels well the stripped-down existence they're living, and the bleakness surrounding their futures. Yet for all the hopelessness, there is still a vein of life and normalcy that runs through this story; it's not happily-ever-after, but there's a contentment in Doggett for what he has now, and that is immeasurably satisfying.
As the summary says, "You gotta live it every day," and that's what this story is about.
She glances at him with amusement and suddenly it could be anytime, anywhere, the two of them fifteen years old and sitting on the back of a flatbed truck on a warm summer night in Georgia.
He pulls her close, gently kisses her head.
What kind of wise-ass god would allow him happiness in this fucked-up world? In his fucked-up life?
It's not something he wants to ponder too closely.
Her hand slides to his knee, her index finger absently exploring a small hole in his jeans as she murmurs something in Spanish. He struggles with the translation for a moment. "Run that by me again?" he mumbles into her hair.
"You're thinking in English, John," she chides. "Use your Spanish brain."
His Spanish brain studies the spark in her eyes and concludes she hasn't got grammar lessons on her mind.
Badlands
Pairing: Doggett/Reyes, implied Mulder/Scully
Author on LJ:
jsmichelAuthor Website: Bibliotech
Why this must be read: This is another post-col which does a masterful job at depicting a world we never saw on our screens, this time focusing on the 'new kids on the block', Doggett and Reyes. JS captures Doggett's voice perfectly, level-headed and dry and just a bit wistful, and does an equally impressive job continuing the tone of Doggett's relationships with the other three that he had on the show; he's still protective of Scully, wary and yet companionable with Mulder, and his relationship with Monica has an ease that only comes from years of trust and affection. They're sexy in an adult way, practical and teasing and in sync with each other.
And, oh my, the writing is excellent. I love JS's style, an unflowery language with biting, dead-on details interspersed throughout. There are also pop culture references here and there which, in my opinion, befit a man like Doggett who eats Poptarts and cracks Brady Bunch jokes. The writing also parallels well the stripped-down existence they're living, and the bleakness surrounding their futures. Yet for all the hopelessness, there is still a vein of life and normalcy that runs through this story; it's not happily-ever-after, but there's a contentment in Doggett for what he has now, and that is immeasurably satisfying.
As the summary says, "You gotta live it every day," and that's what this story is about.
She glances at him with amusement and suddenly it could be anytime, anywhere, the two of them fifteen years old and sitting on the back of a flatbed truck on a warm summer night in Georgia.
He pulls her close, gently kisses her head.
What kind of wise-ass god would allow him happiness in this fucked-up world? In his fucked-up life?
It's not something he wants to ponder too closely.
Her hand slides to his knee, her index finger absently exploring a small hole in his jeans as she murmurs something in Spanish. He struggles with the translation for a moment. "Run that by me again?" he mumbles into her hair.
"You're thinking in English, John," she chides. "Use your Spanish brain."
His Spanish brain studies the spark in her eyes and concludes she hasn't got grammar lessons on her mind.
Badlands