ext_22924 (
m31andy.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2010-09-05 04:35 pm
Entry tags:
Shot by Thirdbird, PG13
Well, hi there! Yes, it's Andy, back for a third go behind the wheel of the
crack_van Cortina. I've not got so much of a plan or theme this time with my recs. In fact you could say it's gonna be a surprise even to me. (Are you scared yet?)
Anyway, let's get to the reccing...
Fandom: LIFE ON MARS
Pairing: Sam/Gene
Length: 3900 words
Author on LJ:
third_bird
Author Website:
bird_fic
Why this must be read:
Because it's funny and beautiful and angsty and really shows the relationship between Sam and Gene. Sam's reactions to being shot and Gene's bewilderment at events spiralling out of control are just perfect. Their banter is just so and when they finally resolve all that sexual tension, it's just wow! And that's even just as a PG13 fic.
"Oh, you've got to be joking," Gene blustered, fed up beyond the pale, and Sam lifted his hand from his shoulder and looked at his fingertips in amazement, raised them to his face and tasted them like the head case Gene always knew he was.
"Thought it was a paint gun," he said, looking up at Gene. "Jesus." He laughed, then, because of course someone like Sam Tyler didn't even know how to get shot properly. "Better tell Ray I couldn't find a bird to hide behind this time."
"Bloody hell," Gene bit out, but what could you do, and after a moment of silent fuming he grabbed Sam by the elbow and steered him toward the Cortina. "Backseat," he directed him. "No bleeding on the passenger side allowed."
Shot
Anyway, let's get to the reccing...
Fandom: LIFE ON MARS
Pairing: Sam/Gene
Length: 3900 words
Author on LJ:
Author Website:
Why this must be read:
Because it's funny and beautiful and angsty and really shows the relationship between Sam and Gene. Sam's reactions to being shot and Gene's bewilderment at events spiralling out of control are just perfect. Their banter is just so and when they finally resolve all that sexual tension, it's just wow! And that's even just as a PG13 fic.
"Oh, you've got to be joking," Gene blustered, fed up beyond the pale, and Sam lifted his hand from his shoulder and looked at his fingertips in amazement, raised them to his face and tasted them like the head case Gene always knew he was.
"Thought it was a paint gun," he said, looking up at Gene. "Jesus." He laughed, then, because of course someone like Sam Tyler didn't even know how to get shot properly. "Better tell Ray I couldn't find a bird to hide behind this time."
"Bloody hell," Gene bit out, but what could you do, and after a moment of silent fuming he grabbed Sam by the elbow and steered him toward the Cortina. "Backseat," he directed him. "No bleeding on the passenger side allowed."
Shot

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Great rec, Andy. *g*