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This week's theme is Under the Covers Undercover. Yeah, I made that one up, but it does pretty much sum up this week's selection. Mulder and Scully are in Las Vegas, posing as a couple (duh!) to get dirt on some scumbag mafia type. This was originally posted under the moniker "Anubis," who it turns out was a small group of fanfiction writers who decided it would be fun to write stories individually and then post them under the same sock puppet. Yeah, I don't get it either, so there must be more to the story than what little I've gleaned.
Anyway, this story is funny and sexy, which is exactly what I'm in the mood for.
Summary: Not enough plot to summarize. I only wrote one story as Anubis. As for the rest, I'm not sayin'.
Organized Crime had jumped at the chance to have fresh faces doing the surveillance, and Mulder had jumped at the chance for a weekend in Las Vegas, and they met in the middle and smacked together and came down right on Scully.
Ever since she'd been lured to Vegas, Mulder had been itching to go together. Unfortunately, all the time she'd spent apart from the Gunmen was rather hazy in her mind and she hadn't resisted with as much vigor as she should have. Now that she considered it, Mrs. Franklin was a pretty pitiful excuse even for him. Mulder no doubt had some sort of dark and nefarious bet with the Gunmen involving what *he* could get her to do in Vegas.
Regardless of his true motive, he'd signed them up to do surveillance on Chip Morelli in a hotel in the ridiculous and superstitious shape of a giant pyramid. A black glass pyramid with neon coursing down the edges in case any alien spaceships needed landing lights. Mulder was in love with it.
I'm kind of in love with its ultra-tackiness, too.
You can read Anubis's other stories at their Gossamer page, and then try to guess who wrote the rest. Members, Watchers, Lurkers: feel free to come forward if you are one of the other authors!
Read Sore Luck at the Luxor at AO3. Leave feedback for the author, then let us know what you think. Suggestions are always welcome at the nomination post.
Anyway, this story is funny and sexy, which is exactly what I'm in the mood for.
Summary: Not enough plot to summarize. I only wrote one story as Anubis. As for the rest, I'm not sayin'.
Organized Crime had jumped at the chance to have fresh faces doing the surveillance, and Mulder had jumped at the chance for a weekend in Las Vegas, and they met in the middle and smacked together and came down right on Scully.
Ever since she'd been lured to Vegas, Mulder had been itching to go together. Unfortunately, all the time she'd spent apart from the Gunmen was rather hazy in her mind and she hadn't resisted with as much vigor as she should have. Now that she considered it, Mrs. Franklin was a pretty pitiful excuse even for him. Mulder no doubt had some sort of dark and nefarious bet with the Gunmen involving what *he* could get her to do in Vegas.
Regardless of his true motive, he'd signed them up to do surveillance on Chip Morelli in a hotel in the ridiculous and superstitious shape of a giant pyramid. A black glass pyramid with neon coursing down the edges in case any alien spaceships needed landing lights. Mulder was in love with it.
I'm kind of in love with its ultra-tackiness, too.
You can read Anubis's other stories at their Gossamer page, and then try to guess who wrote the rest. Members, Watchers, Lurkers: feel free to come forward if you are one of the other authors!
Read Sore Luck at the Luxor at AO3. Leave feedback for the author, then let us know what you think. Suggestions are always welcome at the nomination post.
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Date: 2012-01-26 03:39 pm (UTC)rivkat always writes lines that have me trying to decide if I love them unreservedly or hate them. His mouth taking hers "like Sherman marching through Georgia", for one. It's definitely vivid.
Yeah, there are a lot of lines like that in the sex scene in particular, but I think overall it works. The tone is right for this story: humorous and a little over-the-top.
I am positive people suspected that Anubis was a collective. The styles are completely different, from story to story. Yeah, I think
He had, reluctantly, come to the conclusion that Scully had simply decided not to know how he felt, the same way she'd decided not to know about colonization.
Ha ha! That does sound like it came right from Mulder's brain. He's wrong, of course, but that isn't exactly unusual...
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Date: 2012-01-27 12:24 pm (UTC)I've never watched any SG1, but didn't it and SGA fandom have a lot of cracky fic? I think the paperclip AU I read once was SGA. (The characters were literally paperclips.)
I swear the writing style (and music choice) of "From Here" sounds really familiar, but I can't put my finger on who it reminds me of.
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Date: 2012-01-31 01:41 pm (UTC)Yes. I think you could say those fandoms brought crack to a new level of crackiness. Paperclips? Missed that one.
Unfortunately I don't know most of the writers of that era well enough to pick them out of a line-up. I want to say M. Sebasky wrote "Falling Down in Four Acts" but that's probably wrong.
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Date: 2012-02-01 10:41 am (UTC)http://archiveofourown.org/works/43924
I suspect it makes more sense if you know the fandom. I don't know, maybe not.