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unfitforsociety) wrote2012-01-02 08:41 pm
unfitforsociety) wrote2012-01-02 08:41 pm
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i am drinking up and i am going home
Little Women
Beth Finds the Palace Beautiful by![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
Snacky
Little Women in SPAAAAAAAAAAACE! No, really, and not as a parody. Works amazingly well to translate the March family story to a futuristic setting, with a perfect Beth voice.
On Tops of Mountains byMaidenjedi
Jo considered her captor. "If I wrote this scene, the heroine would be forced to kiss the villian in order to escape."
Laurie shrugged. "If you wrote this scene, the heroine would kiss the villian only to discover he was, in the end, her hero."
"Not likely, if I were true to the tale playing out here."
Laurie feigned hurt. "You wouldn't know your hero if he was right in front of you, milady?"
She shook her head again, another pin flying loose. "I have no hero, for I am in need of none."
Laurie had to kiss her then. Her muffled surprise faded, and her hands went slack in his.
He broke the kiss first, and Jo's eyes remained closed. "Um...Teddy....we...."
Her face was soft, and he was surprised at himself, at her. It hadn't come of anything, he thought firmly, determined not to fall into romanticizing something Jo would likely rather forget. Teddy, we must not, was surely what came next. Oh, this is what I've always wanted for Jo and Laurie. Really lovely story of their romance. *sniffle*
~*~
L'Engleverse
A Good Many Sparrows bysundancekid
For as long as Poly could remember, Uncle Charles Wallace has been a mystery. He appeared occasionally, staying for a few weeks, and then disappearing again, maybe for years. Her parents wouldn't tell her where he went when he was gone, or when he'd be back, or where he lived, or what he did for a living. He wouldn't tell her any of those things either; he never told her how long he'd visit, he never promised he'd see her soon. This is a beautiful story I never realized I needed. Charles Wallace visits his family after Joshua dies, and Poly (and I) take solace in his presence. Oh my heart.
~*~
Earthsea
Calling to the wind byleaflitter
Really lovely look at Tenar and her daughters and granddaughter.
The Morning Wind Upon the Sea byelle_dritch
'Was I always that something else?' Irian says with an urgency she did not anticipate within herself. 'Could it have ended differently? Do things ever change?'
Ged blinks. 'Some things,' he says slowly, 'are unchanging, I thought: the sea, the sun, the wind that moves the grass around us. And yet, the sea moved and Soléa was lost, the dry land is green once more, and the doors of Roke are open. And that, I am told, was your doing. Yes, Irian, I think things change, but we must husband that change along. Little use if we plant the seed and fail to tend to it.'
'And must I be the seed and the farmer too then?'
'Orm Irian, I am an old man on a farm that yields nothing but hard work and rebellious goats. It is not for me to tell you what you should do: a Dragon Lord is one whom dragons will speak with, not someone who can command dragons, eh? A pretty fix we'd be in if some fool tried to leash dragons.' Absolutely gorgeous story of Tehanu and Orm Irian coming back to Gont after some time on the other wind.
~*~
Beth Finds the Palace Beautiful by
Little Women in SPAAAAAAAAAAACE! No, really, and not as a parody. Works amazingly well to translate the March family story to a futuristic setting, with a perfect Beth voice.
On Tops of Mountains by
Jo considered her captor. "If I wrote this scene, the heroine would be forced to kiss the villian in order to escape."
Laurie shrugged. "If you wrote this scene, the heroine would kiss the villian only to discover he was, in the end, her hero."
"Not likely, if I were true to the tale playing out here."
Laurie feigned hurt. "You wouldn't know your hero if he was right in front of you, milady?"
She shook her head again, another pin flying loose. "I have no hero, for I am in need of none."
Laurie had to kiss her then. Her muffled surprise faded, and her hands went slack in his.
He broke the kiss first, and Jo's eyes remained closed. "Um...Teddy....we...."
Her face was soft, and he was surprised at himself, at her. It hadn't come of anything, he thought firmly, determined not to fall into romanticizing something Jo would likely rather forget. Teddy, we must not, was surely what came next. Oh, this is what I've always wanted for Jo and Laurie. Really lovely story of their romance. *sniffle*
~*~
L'Engleverse
A Good Many Sparrows by
For as long as Poly could remember, Uncle Charles Wallace has been a mystery. He appeared occasionally, staying for a few weeks, and then disappearing again, maybe for years. Her parents wouldn't tell her where he went when he was gone, or when he'd be back, or where he lived, or what he did for a living. He wouldn't tell her any of those things either; he never told her how long he'd visit, he never promised he'd see her soon. This is a beautiful story I never realized I needed. Charles Wallace visits his family after Joshua dies, and Poly (and I) take solace in his presence. Oh my heart.
~*~
Earthsea
Calling to the wind by
Really lovely look at Tenar and her daughters and granddaughter.
The Morning Wind Upon the Sea by
'Was I always that something else?' Irian says with an urgency she did not anticipate within herself. 'Could it have ended differently? Do things ever change?'
Ged blinks. 'Some things,' he says slowly, 'are unchanging, I thought: the sea, the sun, the wind that moves the grass around us. And yet, the sea moved and Soléa was lost, the dry land is green once more, and the doors of Roke are open. And that, I am told, was your doing. Yes, Irian, I think things change, but we must husband that change along. Little use if we plant the seed and fail to tend to it.'
'And must I be the seed and the farmer too then?'
'Orm Irian, I am an old man on a farm that yields nothing but hard work and rebellious goats. It is not for me to tell you what you should do: a Dragon Lord is one whom dragons will speak with, not someone who can command dragons, eh? A pretty fix we'd be in if some fool tried to leash dragons.' Absolutely gorgeous story of Tehanu and Orm Irian coming back to Gont after some time on the other wind.
~*~