Beautifully written--I loved the descriptions of things, the bleeding messages and the motel that was so close to the highway it was on the center lane.
Here is a thing you may not know: even after all these years we have virtually been in fandom together, a comment from you on any story of mine still makes my week. Thank you so much. <3
Thank you for putting a big grin on my face! I wish we had more overlap right now (and that I was more fannishly active!), but I trust in the great fannish wheel to keep turning.
Worth saying again: I started to pick out lines that were particularly beautifully crafted, or poignant, or simply remarkable. But there were too many: they wouldn't fit in a comment!
The pacing was pitch perfect... languid, the way the boys' conversations hit lulls for miles and miles and then continue. The exquisitely slow build across months as they consider settling down. The house was exactly right. Their jobs were exactly right. Sam's refusal to consider law school was exactly right.
I get teary-eyed just thinking about the fight in the mattress store, and Sam saying "We are done with you giving me the best stuff, Dean."
You take me from a starting point where they are not Sam/Dean, and then unfold a story where I can feel it gradually building to that point, until it feels inevitable. With all the heartbreak such a journey would entail.
You are so lovely. I meant what I said in my email - these words are a gift, and I'm very thankful. More than I can possibly explain. Thank you so much.
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OH MY GOD YOU'VE KILLED ME!
This is just fucking *gorgeous*, and so true to the boys, and just about damn perfect. Really, I'm over the moon with this amazing story of yours.
::Zen gives you a standing ovation::
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The pacing was pitch perfect... languid, the way the boys' conversations hit lulls for miles and miles and then continue. The exquisitely slow build across months as they consider settling down. The house was exactly right. Their jobs were exactly right. Sam's refusal to consider law school was exactly right.
I get teary-eyed just thinking about the fight in the mattress store, and Sam saying "We are done with you giving me the best stuff, Dean."
You take me from a starting point where they are not Sam/Dean, and then unfold a story where I can feel it gradually building to that point, until it feels inevitable. With all the heartbreak such a journey would entail.
Simply exquisite!
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