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Настолько sp8ce мрачен, глубок и тревожен, настолько posingasme легкомысленна, весела и беспечна. sp8ce берет канон и раскапывает его могилы; posingasme собирает его цветы в слегка небрежные, но очаровательные букеты, выхватывая самые крупные, общие черты персонажей: Сэм красивый и умный, Кастиэль искренний и неловкий, Дин добродушный засранец, Джек общий ребенок.
И, чего уж там, есть в этом своя прелесть. Особенно когда читаешь первое после второго)
А ведь мне бы и в голову не пришло читать фик с Superman References, не обрати я внимания на автора.

Lois by posingasme - сэстиэль, Awkward Crush, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings.

Sam burst into surprised laughter. “Lois! Who is comparing me to Lois? And who would that make Superman?”
He frowned severely. “Me. I’m Superman.” He narrowed his eyes.
The laughter drained away, and Sam sat back. “Oh.” He shook his head. “Dean’s just messing with you, Cas.”
He nodded slowly. “Except that, when he said it, he wasn’t aware that I was in the room to hear.”
“Well-well, then, he was messing with me. When was this anyway?”
“Bobby Singer had just suggested…” He sighed unhappily. “Using Kryptonite on me.”
Sam’s eyes cleared with recognition. “Oh. You heard that.”
“I don’t eavesdrop anymore. But at the time…”
“Yeah. At the time.” Sam sighed. “Well, we figured it out then, without Kryptonite.”
“You stabbed me with an angel killing blade.”
“Yeah, I mean…”
“In the back.”
Sam rubbed at his neck again. “I think we’ve all apologized for that story arc, haven’t we? That wasn’t our best day ever. I mean…aside from the two days Dean and I went to Hell, and maybe the day you two got blasted to Purgatory, the day my dad died, and the one where we accidentally released The Darkness out into the world…We’ve had a lot of very bad days, Cas, but that day I had to put a blade through your heart was probably in the top ten worst ones.”
He watched him out of the sides of his eyes. “Because you were forced to do so. Not because it didn’t work.”

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