picked a handful of violets in my name

I've kept this disguise up for as long as I could, but it's time to come clean. You guys are smart and you've figured me out. Well, not "me" specifically, but you know that someone's been watching all you fangirls. It's me - you never would have suspected me, right?

So, yeah. I'm absolutely not a nineteen year old college student in Boston.

That chick who met up with swallow_soma for tea? A paid fangirl (who really is a college student in Boston, but whatever).

My parents susanandleonard and my brother zachens? Sockpuppets.


No, my friends. I am... ERIC KRIPKE!!!!!!

( I'm in ur LJ readin ur fic & plannin WORLD DOMINATION )

Each of these is geared toward people on my flist who watch and like Supernatural (or who would probably like it if they did watch it *cough*zachens*cough*) but aren't really fandom types.



Laugh I nearly died. by quellefromage

Author's summary: A special song follows the Winchesters through time.

This is a great look at the Winchesters as a family. I like Mary. Wee!chesters are a real favourite of mine, and this is adorable. Dean as a babysitter for the whole neighbourhood works so very well. And it really took me way, way too long to figure out where Mary got the songs from... not until the boys figured it out.

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Don't Fear the Reaper: No, Really. by yo_gert

Author's summary: If Reapers could be said to have human emotion--which they would totally deny--then it would be fair to say that most of them dreaded The Gathering.

This is really Prachettesque. I swear there's a Discworld book with some scenes in it rather a lot like this fic. Dean has already escaped Reapers twice on the show, and this story just takes that and runs with it, all the way to the silly conclusion.

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Red Beans and Rice by janissa11

No author's summary.

You just know that Dean did all the domestic stuff: the cooking and cleaning and mending and whatnot. John wouldn't think about it and at first Sam was too young, then too spoiled. So this is a story about Dean's culinary skills and how he acquired them. It's awesome just for that, but the fact that the two dishes holding the story together are red beans and rice and lasagna (and the search for John's mother's recipe) just is so very close to home. And the ending just rips my heart out.

My only nitpick is this (and my mother can correct me if I'm wrong and don't know how to cook): I've never heard of needing roux for red beans and rice. Never.