I love this story (and this Peter & Carl). First I read this without reading the first bit of chapter 16. Thought it was wonderful (if confusing). Now I've read both parts & I'm really curious about what happens in chapter 17. xxxx
Haha, yeah, I can see how that could be rather confusing ;P I should have really put a note at the top, lazy me! Still, I'm very happy that you liked it. Thanks xx
I'm madly in love with this story! All of your characters are completely intriguing and feel so real, and I like the way you've shown in this ep that John's a good psycho underneath it all. :-P Reading this part, curled up in bed, made being sick and alone on Christmas Eve feel sooo much better. The way both Carl and Peter are finally starting to really let each other in gives me a lot of hope for their future and I find it incredibly touching, I got all teary-eyed over it. It just made me so fucking happy despite all the angst and drama in this ep. Thanks for posting today of all days, I couldn't have asked for a better present. :-D xxx
Awww...poor you! I hope you managed to salvage the day somewhat, despite illness. A belated Merry Christmas to you anyway (hey, I'm only 8 minutes late ;P)
And thank you ever so much for the lovely comment. I do think that there's a lot of hope for these two, and I'm very happy to hear that someone shares my (perhaps too) optimistic faith. And...erm...yes....I kind of fell in love with psycho!John too much to just leave him as a two-dimensional baddie *hugs him* Thanks xx
Ah love, you have a tendency to break my heart and fix it again in the space of one chapter. I'd missed these two even if they tear me up inside, I was near to crying when Peter got to Wolfman's abode not to mention when he got back and saw... *bites lip*.
“’Course not. It’s an easy place to find.” There’s faces around the bloke’s…Drew’s, he’s not just substitute, after all- but they’re all a blur, melting in to one another. I step towards Drew, he smiles warmly, and I see Carl, yielding and submissive as that man’s tongue rapes his mouth. I reach out, pull Carl… no, Drew, towards me. His shirt crinkles under my touch, and I can feel his shocked breath skate out across my skin before our lips press together. There’s softness, slow unwinding of tension… nothing wrong, absolutely nothing. I notice the exact, slightly chapped texture of his lips, breathe in the combination of smoke and aftershave, taste the beer he’s been drinking. My senses are sharp, I notice everything. I feel nothing. I pull away, tears filling my eyes. Carl, you
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N'aww, sorry about the heart-breakage. Glad it got fixed though....and I cross my heart that this is the last of the major angst, we're on the home straight now so you can feel a bit safer! Thank you so much for your most lovely comment, and I shall pass on your hugs to this!Drew, who I have decided is wearing a festive elf hat for the occasion, seeing as I resoundly failed to make this part Christmas-themed in the slightest ;P xx
Aw I was so worried about reading this, after the angst warning, but it was okay! I mean, it was a helluva ride, but I didn't think for a minute that they wouldn't get back together and talk.
And I LOVED the Buster Keaton thing, that was absolutely amazing. Completely appealed to my sense of... outward appearances and inner sacrifices, y'know?
And also
How can something be completely natural, yet totally uncertain all in the same moment?
is just utterly perfect. I love the way that Peter wavers between what his prejudices and fears tell him about what he sees in the kitchen, and what his rational brain tells him about the way Carl has acted in the past and the way he clearly feels about him. It's a familiar brain pattern.
Hmm...mayhaps I should tone down the warning *ponders* Thought I'd be better safe than sorry....didn't want anyone accusing me of depressing them at Christmas!!
I'm dead pleased that you liked the Keaton bit. I'm a tad in love with him, and when I read that quote it just moved me incredibly, so I'm happy to think that I did it some kind of justice. It's just so very sad (his whole life just depresses me, tbh, even if he's hilarious) and at the same time, you can see people doing it everywhere....stiff upper lip 'n all that. Anyway, thank you very much for overcoming the angst fear and reading :D Cheers xx
Oh I think it probs is quite angsty, I just react differently to things than most people. I didn't need a hug after this one anyway!
I don't really know anything about him, aside from that you love him, so maybes you should educate me *nods*. I have noticed there is a worrying propensity for comedians to be very depressed... Peter Cook, Tony Hancock, Kenneth Williams etc. Guess maybe it's a way of getting the darkness out, twisting it around and making other people laugh from it.
And Buster Keaton is very good - if you ever get the chance to watch some of his shorts, or 'The General' I'd definitely take it. Really incredibly clever physical comedy, quite beautiful really.
And yeah, a lot of comedians do seem to be deeply depressive individuals. It seems really strange, that someone whose mind can act to make so many people laugh, can serve to make they themselves thoroughly miserable. x
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Reading this part, curled up in bed, made being sick and alone on Christmas Eve feel sooo much better. The way both Carl and Peter are finally starting to really let each other in gives me a lot of hope for their future and I find it incredibly touching, I got all teary-eyed over it. It just made me so fucking happy despite all the angst and drama in this ep. Thanks for posting today of all days, I couldn't have asked for a better present. :-D xxx
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And thank you ever so much for the lovely comment. I do think that there's a lot of hope for these two, and I'm very happy to hear that someone shares my (perhaps too) optimistic faith. And...erm...yes....I kind of fell in love with psycho!John too much to just leave him as a two-dimensional baddie *hugs him* Thanks xx
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“’Course not. It’s an easy place to find.” There’s faces around the bloke’s…Drew’s, he’s not just substitute, after all- but they’re all a blur, melting in to one another. I step towards Drew, he smiles warmly, and I see Carl, yielding and submissive as that man’s tongue rapes his mouth. I reach out, pull Carl… no, Drew, towards me. His shirt crinkles under my touch, and I can feel his shocked breath skate out across my skin before our lips press together. There’s softness, slow unwinding of tension… nothing wrong, absolutely nothing. I notice the exact, slightly chapped texture of his lips, breathe in the combination of smoke and aftershave, taste the beer he’s been drinking. My senses are sharp, I notice everything. I feel nothing. I pull away, tears filling my eyes. Carl, you ( ... )
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And I LOVED the Buster Keaton thing, that was absolutely amazing. Completely appealed to my sense of... outward appearances and inner sacrifices, y'know?
And also
How can something be completely natural, yet totally uncertain all in the same moment?
is just utterly perfect. I love the way that Peter wavers between what his prejudices and fears tell him about what he sees in the kitchen, and what his rational brain tells him about the way Carl has acted in the past and the way he clearly feels about him. It's a familiar brain pattern.
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I'm dead pleased that you liked the Keaton bit. I'm a tad in love with him, and when I read that quote it just moved me incredibly, so I'm happy to think that I did it some kind of justice. It's just so very sad (his whole life just depresses me, tbh, even if he's hilarious) and at the same time, you can see people doing it everywhere....stiff upper lip 'n all that. Anyway, thank you very much for overcoming the angst fear and reading :D Cheers xx
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I don't really know anything about him, aside from that you love him, so maybes you should educate me *nods*. I have noticed there is a worrying propensity for comedians to be very depressed... Peter Cook, Tony Hancock, Kenneth Williams etc. Guess maybe it's a way of getting the darkness out, twisting it around and making other people laugh from it.
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And Buster Keaton is very good - if you ever get the chance to watch some of his shorts, or 'The General' I'd definitely take it. Really incredibly clever physical comedy, quite beautiful really.
And yeah, a lot of comedians do seem to be deeply depressive individuals. It seems really strange, that someone whose mind can act to make so many people laugh, can serve to make they themselves thoroughly miserable. x
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