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Friday fics — in yellow

I finally put my finger on what I thought was weird about the final episode of True Detective and why I was strangely fond of it. It's like when you're writing shippy futurefic for an open canon with a strong central mystery arc, and you pretty much have to engage with the resolution of that arc for the fic you have in mind, but you handwave a lot of it so you can get to the shippy bits. And man, the shippy bits were great—hospital bird flips and gift-wrapped cigarettes have never been so romantic.

What to Want (906 words) by teethwax
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: True Detective
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Rust Cohle/Martin Hart
Characters: Rust Cohle, Martin Hart

“You need me to fuck that mood outa you?”

Rust’s fingers tighten a little around his pen, but he doesn’t look up. “Sex is a chemical prank the body plays on the mind,” he says, and ashes his cigarette.

“Yeah, fine,” Marty says, “but do you want some.”

Great character voices, no mystery spoilers.

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