Best D/A fic I've ever read. probably the best ever. perfect length to convey everything you got across, packed so tight and dense it would sink in the Dead Sea.
Dean’s body is warm, Dean’s body is wet, Dean’s body is lush and fertile. ALREADY it is magnitude of D/A perfect sex dynamic.
I want to comment on every paragraph. I won't because that lessens the impact of the best things that I want to talk about! Alastair in his gardener's clothes is such a funny image that twitches right over into horrific when you think about why he's dressed like that. Then the "I don't think it's really me" line, and I can hear it in Alastair's wet, raspy voice, a weak joke delivered just after he's watched Dean's eyes melt.
it’s very important that he always respond. PERFECT. Alastair does love Dean, and he would want to have conversations with him. He'd also want Dean to answer, to make sure he's aware, to make sure he knows exactly what's being done to him and isn't drifing off into some happy place.
Alastair has given up trying to penetrate Dean’s chest directly, and is sort of sawing at his flesh with the blade. THIS. patience and slapstick and violence, all rolled up into one, and all done kind of offhand as the conversation is the REAL thing right then.
AND THEN. Straight through to the heart, the screaming and the deep thrust of the mental torture, and the mutilated sympathy What are the chances? Fuck.
your last big paragraph swanky i'm kind of shuddering still from reading it, this mix of disgust and deep aesthetic admiration for your imagery, it's amazing.
BUT YES. This fic is incredible, and it so takes me back to that 5 in the morning feeling of ballroom dancing in a room full of eviscerated corpses. What a lovely night, what a lovely fic.
I'm sooOOOooo flattered that you like it so much!!!!!! I think one day I'd like to write something over 1000 words lawl but it seems to be working for the kind of subject matter I enjoy for now so eh
Yeah I liked that line too!! I was looking up what kind of flowers grew well in hot wet environments~
And oH U DON'T HAVE 2 HOLD BACK U CAN comment on everything *preens greedily* I'm kidding but oh gosh my ego is exploding all over myself
I wasn't sure how to capture Alastair's voice 'cause comparitively I suppose we don't hear a lot of it but I was hoping that when people read the dialogue they heard that lilty slimy creepy sexiness and it didn't sound too out there
yEAH thanks for catching the RESPONSE thing I actually didn't think the whole thing through consciously but FOR SURE Dean would be good at putting up the wall and going somewhere nice Alastair would catch that fo' sho'
but yeah there's something I love about humour in horror just juxtaposition and fucking with mood and stuff and I have no idea if that's really alastair??? I just feel like he has an A+ sense of humour I don't even know
and oh I'm glad the violence taking a backseat to the convo thing worked playing with temporality in a linear form is fun but I wasn't sure if I got dat rhythm down
haha I thought mutilated sympathy was a biiit much but I just love the word mutilated so much omg
YEAH I SHOT MY LOAD IN THAT LAST PARAGRAPH I was worried I didn't do enough Heart Planting to satisfy the prompt but I think building up to it was ok??
oh man but that 5 am thing with you and ID was the most fun I've ever had on the internet bless you woman bless your heart
Dean’s body is warm, Dean’s body is wet, Dean’s body is lush and fertile. ALREADY it is magnitude of D/A perfect sex dynamic.
I want to comment on every paragraph. I won't because that lessens the impact of the best things that I want to talk about! Alastair in his gardener's clothes is such a funny image that twitches right over into horrific when you think about why he's dressed like that. Then the "I don't think it's really me" line, and I can hear it in Alastair's wet, raspy voice, a weak joke delivered just after he's watched Dean's eyes melt.
it’s very important that he always respond. PERFECT. Alastair does love Dean, and he would want to have conversations with him. He'd also want Dean to answer, to make sure he's aware, to make sure he knows exactly what's being done to him and isn't drifing off into some happy place.
Alastair has given up trying to penetrate Dean’s chest directly, and is sort of sawing at his flesh with the blade. THIS. patience and slapstick and violence, all rolled up into one, and all done kind of offhand as the conversation is the REAL thing right then.
AND THEN. Straight through to the heart, the screaming and the deep thrust of the mental torture, and the mutilated sympathy What are the chances? Fuck.
your last big paragraph swanky i'm kind of shuddering still from reading it, this mix of disgust and deep aesthetic admiration for your imagery, it's amazing.
BUT YES. This fic is incredible, and it so takes me back to that 5 in the morning feeling of ballroom dancing in a room full of eviscerated corpses. What a lovely night, what a lovely fic.
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I'm sooOOOooo flattered that you like it so much!!!!!! I think one day I'd like to write something over 1000 words lawl but it seems to be working for the kind of subject matter I enjoy for now so eh
Yeah I liked that line too!! I was looking up what kind of flowers grew well in hot wet environments~
And oH U DON'T HAVE 2 HOLD BACK U CAN comment on everything *preens greedily* I'm kidding but oh gosh my ego is exploding all over myself
I wasn't sure how to capture Alastair's voice 'cause comparitively I suppose we don't hear a lot of it but I was hoping that when people read the dialogue they heard that lilty slimy creepy sexiness and it didn't sound too out there
yEAH thanks for catching the RESPONSE thing I actually didn't think the whole thing through consciously but FOR SURE Dean would be good at putting up the wall and going somewhere nice Alastair would catch that fo' sho'
but yeah there's something I love about humour in horror just juxtaposition and fucking with mood and stuff and I have no idea if that's really alastair??? I just feel like he has an A+ sense of humour I don't even know
and oh I'm glad the violence taking a backseat to the convo thing worked playing with temporality in a linear form is fun but I wasn't sure if I got dat rhythm down
haha I thought mutilated sympathy was a biiit much but I just love the word mutilated so much omg
YEAH I SHOT MY LOAD IN THAT LAST PARAGRAPH I was worried I didn't do enough Heart Planting to satisfy the prompt but I think building up to it was ok??
oh man but that 5 am thing with you and ID was the most fun I've ever had on the internet bless you woman bless your heart
THANK YOU SO MUCH THOUGH IM CRY!!!!!
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