Two Great Things from Old Books

I finally sent off the work project that has been dogging me for, well, for months. And it sucks, it's nowhere near the quality I would like it to be, nowhere near what I would like to think of as my usual level of quality, but today was the absolute last deadline, and so, hey, at least it's out of my life for the time being now.

Leaving me free to spam you all with some stuff.

Thing One
I read somewhere that the SPN writers were drawing on Milton's representation of Satan in Paradise Lost for their Lucifer, and so when I read these lines I thought, "Oh. Yeah."

Satan first comes to Eve in a dream, and Eve tells Adam about it the morning:

Close at mine ear one called me forth to walk
With gentle voice. I thought it thine....
(Book 5, ll.35-6)

Thing Two
A movie rec.
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Fic: "Lost Saints" (spoilers through 5.03)

You know how sometimes when I feel totally overwhelmed by enormous, un-completable projects on every front--professional, domestic, etc.--I end up writing little snippets of unabashed comfort!fic? Well, now you do!

Anyway, that's what happened this week. Instead of (or at the same time as) doing all the things I was supposed to be doing, I picked up a prompt from the sickdean meme and wrote this bit of straight-up Dean-Castiel h/c.

In some ways it's a coda for 5.03, or at least happens in the SOP after the ep., but mostly it's just shameless comfort!fic. No need to read if that isn't your cup of tea--I'm just posting it here for record-keeping, 'cause I thought of a better title, and because it'll probably be kripked tonight.

Title: "Lost Saints"
Genre: gen, h/c
Rating: PG
Characters: Dean, Castiel
Word Count: ~1,600
Spoilers: through 5.03
Prompt: Dean is sick, Castiel is worried, and slightly out of his element.
a/n: yup, title from Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet 43.

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