[fic] Almost Was Good Enough, WiP

[ronsard]

Barring some unforeseen meltdown, I-I think I might actually pull this off.

Title: Almost Was Good Enough (3/?)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, incest, verbosity, etc.
Summary: And last of all you, you'd always been my good luck charm / I should've known that luck's a waste of time.

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[ronsard]

CONFESSION TIME. One of my first fandom friends, like, ever loved OroAnko and wrote some bitchin' fics for them. It was never my thing per se, but in the back of my head I always find myself thinking, "What if..?" Not a fun line of thought to be honest.

Ah, the philosophical nuggets you can glean from standard pre-flight instructions :D

[ronsard]

I feel you >.> He's still one of the better Naruto villains, I think.

[xii_itachi]

HNNNGGGGGGG this is probably one of your best fics yet *-*

*isn't intelligent enough to make a more developed response* OTL OTL

[ronsard]

I'm at least having a lot of fun writing it, which is rare for me. Don't worry about responding, if I can keep this pace up the story will over before you realize I've spammed the community with 100 chapters.

[nthcoincident]

So I lied and didn't delay gratification; procrastination is always in order and the universe could probably do with fewer grant proposals anyway. I still like the minor character cameos (blah blah blah Hinata blah blah but also oh,, Obito, why is he never in AU Uchiha fic?) the best orz, maybe the Ita/Shi flame has finally subdued on this end ._____. Uhh it's been a long day so lame-ass linequoting = review

“I hate my family,” Shisui said blithely. “You can tell by how I ran away for seven years."

Not sure why but I would enjoy seeing that emblazoned on a mug. and

In him had formed an unswerving internal compass, its polarity set at immovably at magnetic north. From the moment his gaze fell on this face, he would never lift it.

Starry eyes, starry eyes. That whole section was just a series of terrible PTSD-style flashbacks to Stromateis and the crying jags that spawned ;_;

I like Shisui's grandmother, I don't know why. Sometimes it's nice to see an unswerving matriarch rather than Fugaku a stock Uchiha daddy. Or maybe I've just

[nthcoincident]

and how could I miss this:

every time he needed a reminder of it, all he had to do was shove aside that rainy day and replace it with the sound of those seven words and the feeling they had inspired: shattering ice, snapping ropes, and cold, cold water

Those nautical metaphors--how I've missed them *____*

[ronsard]

I was reading about Roald Amundsen's South Pole expedition and found this one part about his ship getting trapped in ice, and that's the image that came to mind. Could have been dressed up to be a lot more dramatic, hmmm.

[ronsard]

Depends on what the grant is for. Stuff like cultivation of cultural understanding, that's been done, but naked kitesurfing, now there's a field I can see benefiting from further development. Do what you have to do to squeeze the money out of those benefactors, mouth the sack, work the shaft, whatever, don't be shy!

Well, most AU Uchiha fics usually involve Itachi and Sasuke making kissy faces and that's just brrrzhrawwurgh x_X You'd think people would resurrect Obito more often, given his suspiciously close friendship with a major character, but unfortunately Iruka somehow got there first insofar the fandom is concerned.

I know it looks like I wrote Hinata in there randomly because it is but her role is thematically significant. It just won't be apparent. For some time. And the "villain" in these Asian family-based melodramas is always an old woman, that's just how we roll. What would you like me to have Mikoto do now?

[ureshiku]

In him had formed an unswerving internal compass, its polarity set at immovably at magnetic north. From the moment his gaze fell on this face, he would never lift it.

^ my heart. ;_; oh my heart.

this is

this is profound, and beautiful

you continue to blow my mind/rock my world/bring tears to my eyes/enable me to breathe and also prevent me from breathing

your fic, it's like

you make these crazy masterpieces that kings would kill to have, and you just give them away

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[ronsard]

WHY? Why is that profound? D: Why does no one ever say, "Mai, this part you wrote about cunt-licking and fucking your professor, that is so deep." I don't know what kings you know but I would definitely take that part.

Wow, I am so tired right now ♥

[venusian_eye]

ok two things

1. where is this cunt-licking professor-fucking fic? quit hoarding the crack

2. it's just really moving!!!! because it has that perfect blend of fatalism, inescapability, and things that are true and things that you wish were true, and it sort of hurts, you know? like. yeah. first love, never forget them, once you look at them you're changed forever, but this is not always good and it has a good chance of making you absolutely miserable and in fact sometimes it ruins lives. that's the sort of feelings that are communicated through simple words!

I mean of course the way you write isn't simple, but being verbose and complex makes the 'punch' hit harder and bruise deeper when you "break character", sort of, and switch to something simple and blunt. it's more truthful, somehow? the glimpse of honesty in the mosaic of artful cleverness. you know... the appeal of fishnets!

[emanga]

I've long since run out of words to describe the epicness of your stories, so I'll spare you the word vomit that would come of me trying. In short, this story is fast becoming my drug. xD

[ronsard]

I'll try to be a good, responsible dealer :D