September 10th, 2019

Anya final stand, S7

FIC: bruised with purple grief (Black Spot)

A couple of people recced Black Spot to me, and friends it is so exactly up my alley. It's a French-Belgian show about the gendarmerie (police staff) in a small town in the middle of the big woods, lead by emotionally repressed police chief Laurène Weiss. Friends, Laurène Weiss is EXACTLY MY TYPE OF CHARACTER. I love her with all her dysfunction and old trauma, I love her relationships with her daughter and her patrol partner (a big sweetheart beardy gay dude whom we love) and the forest, I love everything about her. I also love the town of Villefranche and the surrounding woods, which are menacing and possibly sentient and certainly supernatural.

It's actually a police procedural, so there is a murder to solve almost every ep. There are also a lot of local politics going on, as this is a one-company town, and surprise surprise, that one company is indifferent to both its employees and the local environment. And yet every so often into these prosaic concerns comes a whiff of the supernatural, real and unambiguous.

It's on US Netflix, and the two seasons only have eight episodes a piece, so if any of this sounds appealing, you should definitely check it out. There's also a very tiny fledgling fandom, with I think three fics now, once of which I wrote! What I actually want to write about is the nature of the forest itself, but I feel like maybe I need a rewatch for that. In the meantime, here is a fic about Laurène and her BFF on the show, who also serves as the coroner, the local GP, the head of the ER... she maybe wears an implausible number of hats in a town of Villefranche's apparent size, but also she's great.

bruised with purple grief (1431 words) by Snickfic
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Zone Blanche | Black Spot, Undisclosed Fandom
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Leila Barami/Laurène Weiss
Characters: Leila Barami, Laurène Weiss
Additional Tags: Comfort Sex, Friends With Benefits, Slow Burn

Sometimes, when things are fucked, they fuck.

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