second verse
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Freddie Mercury, no ifs ands or buts. Seriously, it kills me that I really became besotted with Queen (after being fond of their music since *gradeschool*) just as he died. Queen would have been the most epic concert in the universe to see. (Not that they're dead but I also regret that I'm the wrong generation to have seen the Waters/Gilmour-era Pink Floyd live, too.)
Anyway, figured today needed more reccage:
http://masterlist415.livejournal.com/63259.html: You Even Write Like a Girl by
anyothergirl415, Sam/Dean, R. As seen recced at
sawedoff_recs today, and it goes under the BEST THING IN THE UNIVERSE category. I adore when people do humor fics for the fandom, because while I love the angst and the serious and the dramatic (that ends HEA of course, this is me), show and Sam & Dean even during the dark times are so about the funny. This is creative and brilliant and ♥--the character voices are just *bullseye*, Yahtzee if you will.
Also, have I spazzed about
paxlux's Howl verse recently? No? No? For *SHAME*, self.
http://community.livejournal.com/huntersarchives/35600.html with the newest being
http://community.livejournal.com/huntersarchives/40003.html under the wartime blue floodlight of the moon
(Sam/Dean, NC-17 as always) Dark, twisted, brutal, wild, feral, but so full of life and joy in a wrongtwistedbutrightperfect way. I am about the schmoop and the warmfuzzy and the happysquishy--but I *LOVE* this and am addicted to it, and I always read these slowly so I can savor each word and let each scene play movies in my head. Also, okay, it's fuckin hot and sexy. :| Mmmmm bloodplay and biting kinks and and unf unf *¬*
Okay, shutting up now. But first--scene: driving through the parking lot as Mom and I leave the grocery store, Mom muttering about Bakers (aka Krogers) having sweet potatoes with a coupon for California cheese products but *not actually carrying any products with the required California cheese logo*.
Mom: I guess they don't have any happy cows.
Me: *mutters* Bipolar cows.
Mom: *almost chokes on her coffee*
\o/
Freddie Mercury, no ifs ands or buts. Seriously, it kills me that I really became besotted with Queen (after being fond of their music since *gradeschool*) just as he died. Queen would have been the most epic concert in the universe to see. (Not that they're dead but I also regret that I'm the wrong generation to have seen the Waters/Gilmour-era Pink Floyd live, too.)
Anyway, figured today needed more reccage:
http://masterlist415.livejournal.com/63259.html: You Even Write Like a Girl by
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Also, have I spazzed about
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http://community.livejournal.com/huntersarchives/35600.html with the newest being
http://community.livejournal.com/huntersarchives/40003.html under the wartime blue floodlight of the moon
(Sam/Dean, NC-17 as always) Dark, twisted, brutal, wild, feral, but so full of life and joy in a wrongtwistedbutrightperfect way. I am about the schmoop and the warmfuzzy and the happysquishy--but I *LOVE* this and am addicted to it, and I always read these slowly so I can savor each word and let each scene play movies in my head. Also, okay, it's fuckin hot and sexy. :| Mmmmm bloodplay and biting kinks and and unf unf *¬*
Okay, shutting up now. But first--scene: driving through the parking lot as Mom and I leave the grocery store, Mom muttering about Bakers (aka Krogers) having sweet potatoes with a coupon for California cheese products but *not actually carrying any products with the required California cheese logo*.
Mom: I guess they don't have any happy cows.
Me: *mutters* Bipolar cows.
Mom: *almost chokes on her coffee*
\o/
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Date: 2009-11-27 09:14 pm (UTC)Oh, that song. That sooooooong. And the way on the Classic Queen CD that it segues right into The Show Must Go On? Played that CD so much in high school and college that they're inexorably linked for me ever since, like they were always meant to go together. ...ha, now I'm gonna have to go listen to those again. XD;