I posted a few prompts to
thehighwaywoman's wonderful "Hug-It-Out" meme, and I got some lovely stories in response,
here ,
here , and
here . But then I was dogged by my own prompts, as one is, I guess, and I ended up writing my own hugging coda to 4.22.
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::wibbles quite a bit more::
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Emphasizing their humanity in all its ingloriousness really gives this fic a punch of juxtaposition to the events of the season that makes it really ring true. Great!!
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You handled that with such care and eloquence. The boys are so human here, so awkward and fragile.
He looks as far from dignified as possible-caught in the impossible pain of childhood, the anguish children give way to over a skinned knee or a lost toy, but that adults learn to hide.
Great description. Love the idea of being "caught" in the pain, and the reference to the way adults and kids express pain differently. It is visually so very different.
Maybe he's made some kind of vow of forthrightness after all their mutual evasions landed them in so much trouble.
Oh, please. I do hope so, with all my heart. This is the foot they need to start out on next season.
Lovely ficlet. Just lovely.
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And yeah, I hope some barriers between them come down next season!
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