Right, so I got bored earlier today (and was distracting myself from the fact that being poor and unable to pay off loans sucks) and started reading Bleach fic. I haven't really read it hardcore in a while, so it was nice to do it again. Of course, I had to skim over some that were nice, but not good, and then stuff that just didn't grab my interest.
And then I found
this.
And my gosh, I think it may have changed my life. At least for the night. Or the week.
I cannot stop gushing about this story, about how gorgeous the imagery is, how believable the characters are, how utterly heartbreaking and beautiful it is. It's difficult to present Byakuya in a believable and sympathetic nature, and even more so to make the reader want more (or not, Byakuya is kind of amazing), but this fic captures him perfectly. He's a broken man, not cold for the sake of being a jerk, and struggles moving on, just as anyone else would in his place.
Amazing. Perfect. I cannot stop going on about this. It has very nearly brought me to tears.
And that's always the best reaction you can get from me. :)
Sorry to everyone on my flist who has just listened to me fangasm on AIM! The sooner I get this out of my system, the less you'll have to deal with me, rofl. <3