What are you doing to me? I may as well have the curse and you may as well take advantage of it, because right now if you’re even so much as THINK “go break your heart” I will do it. In fact, I already did. No, seriously, what the hell are you doing to me?
If anything, your earlier fics should have prepared me for your ability to stick with prompts and make them a hundred times better. My problem with following fics that fulfill my kinks is that they often start out flawlessly (meeting all of my kinky needs and stuff), and then they don’t know where to go or what to do, and slowly slide into something banal and flat. But no, you don’t do that. You take these characters on journeys readers already know in advance, yet somehow these moments still feel powerful and riveting. For most of other fics, I hold my breath for plots to unfold, but with your story, even when the end is obvious, my mind can’t wait to swallow the next words. I can’t help it. Again, I may as well have the curse and you may as well tell me to sit there and read the damn thing all at once.
I adore Kurt’s speech to Karofsky after the curse is broken:
“Now run,” hisses Kurt, voice lowering into a heartless whisper. “Run as hard as you can, and hope to hell you can run fast enough to forget this. Because I can hurt you so much more than you can hurt me. And if I ever, ever see you again - if I ever hear of you again - I will end you.”
There’s canon!Kurt somewhere in this, because canon!Kurt would say this, but perhaps with less severity and intention and god isn’t it glorious (you used the same word to describe Kurt’s feeling during the forced blowjob without the command to enjoy it; beautiful word choice, btw). I can imagine him being terrifying, I can imagine all that grace and beauty and strength and the sheer power of freedom that tower upon Karofsky at the moment. I feel sorry for him. He doesn’t stand a chance against Kurt-minus-curse. It’s like all that suffering and bottled up feelings rip out of him and soar, not to make him crumble, but to give him strength to stand up against his demon and protect those he loves. He’s beautiful. Just, absolutely, completely breathtaking.
My heart picked the oddest moment to tuck during this fic. Not even at the repeated rapes, not even at the kiss, not at the recovery (though from time to time I had to stop for a second to breathe), but when Burt and Blaine entered the empty room previously occupied by Kurt and Karofsky. Sometimes we come back to places that meant so much for us, laden either with happiness or bitter tears, and more often than not find the place so small, so normal, so not worth the weight they carry in our dreams or nightmare.
There’s a Dalton sports hoodie thrown over the back of one of the computer chairs, and an iPod plugged into the wall and charging next to what Blaine can only assume was Kurt’s bed. There’s a crumpled piece of paper on the floor that Blaine is almost positive is the note they wrote together. The bathroom light is still on.
It looks like it never changed, doesn’t it? Like a simple, standard room, like the events of what seems like centuries ago was still fresh, like the footprint of last week, or maybe last year, was still inked on the floor. In my mind this particular scene is so charged that I shuddered through the short length of it. Perhaps it isn’t even an important scene, but I really appreciate your decision to write it anyway.
The little moment when Kurt suddenly remembers that he misses Blaine is so preciously close to my heart that I smiled a bit. I travel so much that sometimes I forget to miss people, and only when I see a text, an email, a photo, or a memento from the bottom of my suitcase is my heart flooded with something like intense longing and affection. I really loved that moment. And of course my heart does the flip-floppy thing at the sneaky canon bits like “there he is” and the three words Klaine says to each other.
Oh, sweetie. *hugs* Seriously, I'm so happy you enjoyed this. (If 'enjoy' is the right word for some very emotionally taxing stuff. Don't break your heart, lovely. Keep it whole and happy. <3)
And oh, my, thank you so much. <3 Sometimes I think that the kinkmeme and prompt posts like it are tailor-made for my soul, because the prompts there always create these big, elaborate stories in my head that just need to be written down right now and I won't stop until they're done. (Other times, I think that the kinkmeme people must hate me because I deviate away from prompts so much oh my god, lol.) I completely sympathize with the way that sometimes fics come about and you're like THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANT AND MORE and then it just fizzles out into nothing because the author hasn't quite thought it all the way through. :( That always sucks so much, and I'm completely over the moon that you don't think I do that. <3 I was hesitant to take this prompt at first, because I knew that I was going to be altering it so much, but I'm so happy that you thought it worked!
Thank you! I can't even imagine the emotional journey that must have been reading this all at once, haha, so well done you!
I love writing AUs, I'm finding out, but the reason I love them so much is because we get to explore the canon characters we already know but in a different set of circumstances. I hope that the canon characters always find a way to shine through, even when I'm putting them in weird and strange circumstances, so thank you for saying Kurt's speech there is effective and him. Kurt is a seriously BAMF guy in whatever world I write him into, I swear. XD (Oh, and thank you for the 'glorious' compliment! I had that phrase stuck in my head for DAYS before I finally got to write it down for that scene.)
He doesn’t stand a chance against Kurt-minus-curse. <-- I'm so happy that this came through effectively. Because in no way, shape, or form is Karofsky a match for Kurt without the curse. It's just not going to happen. Karofsky is a broken little scared boy, and Kurt is all the things you said: grace and beauty and strength and power and freedom, and no way can Dave fight that. You can better believe he ran with everything he had to get away. Again, Kurt is always such a strong character to me. He deserved to have that moment of sheer power.
Oh, bb, the scene where Burt and Blaine enter the old dorm room isn't a strange place to feel emotional at all, I don't think. Like you say, it's an experience I think we can all relate to: we build places up in our minds so much, and when we finally confront them and find them normal? It's so powerful and so... belittling, almost in a way.
Sometimes we come back to places that meant so much for us, laden either with happiness or bitter tears, and more often than not find the place so small, so normal, so not worth the weight they carry in our dreams or nightmare. <--- completely this, oh my gosh, yes, this. It's a normal room, with normal things, and more than that? It's so recent. The whole experience seems so far away and over, but then they go inside and see how very recently it all happened. From looking at the dorm room alone, it could very well have still been happening. It's still so fresh, there, even as it's so normal it hurts. It actually means so much that this scene was effective to you, so thank you for telling me.
Remembering that you miss someone is such a powerful experience, isn't it? Because you can go for ages, moving along, dealing with your own life, and sometimes it just hits you that oh, yeah, I miss this person very much and it's surprising. I can completely sympathize with the scenarios you describe, because they're just so true and universal. Oh, yes. <3 And I'm so glad you like the little canon-nods, haha! It always seems to me that, despite the different scenarios, these are still the same people we've seen in the show. They're going to have the same lexicon of phrases and responses to things as they always did, so it makes sense for some things to mirror the show in that way. XD So glad you like it, and that it isn't cheesy!
If anything, your earlier fics should have prepared me for your ability to stick with prompts and make them a hundred times better. My problem with following fics that fulfill my kinks is that they often start out flawlessly (meeting all of my kinky needs and stuff), and then they don’t know where to go or what to do, and slowly slide into something banal and flat. But no, you don’t do that. You take these characters on journeys readers already know in advance, yet somehow these moments still feel powerful and riveting. For most of other fics, I hold my breath for plots to unfold, but with your story, even when the end is obvious, my mind can’t wait to swallow the next words. I can’t help it. Again, I may as well have the curse and you may as well tell me to sit there and read the damn thing all at once.
I adore Kurt’s speech to Karofsky after the curse is broken:
“Now run,” hisses Kurt, voice lowering into a heartless whisper. “Run as hard as you can, and hope to hell you can run fast enough to forget this. Because I can hurt you so much more than you can hurt me. And if I ever, ever see you again - if I ever hear of you again - I will end you.”
There’s canon!Kurt somewhere in this, because canon!Kurt would say this, but perhaps with less severity and intention and god isn’t it glorious (you used the same word to describe Kurt’s feeling during the forced blowjob without the command to enjoy it; beautiful word choice, btw). I can imagine him being terrifying, I can imagine all that grace and beauty and strength and the sheer power of freedom that tower upon Karofsky at the moment. I feel sorry for him. He doesn’t stand a chance against Kurt-minus-curse. It’s like all that suffering and bottled up feelings rip out of him and soar, not to make him crumble, but to give him strength to stand up against his demon and protect those he loves. He’s beautiful. Just, absolutely, completely breathtaking.
My heart picked the oddest moment to tuck during this fic. Not even at the repeated rapes, not even at the kiss, not at the recovery (though from time to time I had to stop for a second to breathe), but when Burt and Blaine entered the empty room previously occupied by Kurt and Karofsky. Sometimes we come back to places that meant so much for us, laden either with happiness or bitter tears, and more often than not find the place so small, so normal, so not worth the weight they carry in our dreams or nightmare.
There’s a Dalton sports hoodie thrown over the back of one of the computer chairs, and an iPod plugged into the wall and charging next to what Blaine can only assume was Kurt’s bed. There’s a crumpled piece of paper on the floor that Blaine is almost positive is the note they wrote together. The bathroom light is still on.
It looks like it never changed, doesn’t it? Like a simple, standard room, like the events of what seems like centuries ago was still fresh, like the footprint of last week, or maybe last year, was still inked on the floor. In my mind this particular scene is so charged that I shuddered through the short length of it. Perhaps it isn’t even an important scene, but I really appreciate your decision to write it anyway.
The little moment when Kurt suddenly remembers that he misses Blaine is so preciously close to my heart that I smiled a bit. I travel so much that sometimes I forget to miss people, and only when I see a text, an email, a photo, or a memento from the bottom of my suitcase is my heart flooded with something like intense longing and affection. I really loved that moment. And of course my heart does the flip-floppy thing at the sneaky canon bits like “there he is” and the three words Klaine says to each other.
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And oh, my, thank you so much. <3 Sometimes I think that the kinkmeme and prompt posts like it are tailor-made for my soul, because the prompts there always create these big, elaborate stories in my head that just need to be written down right now and I won't stop until they're done. (Other times, I think that the kinkmeme people must hate me because I deviate away from prompts so much oh my god, lol.) I completely sympathize with the way that sometimes fics come about and you're like THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANT AND MORE and then it just fizzles out into nothing because the author hasn't quite thought it all the way through. :( That always sucks so much, and I'm completely over the moon that you don't think I do that. <3 I was hesitant to take this prompt at first, because I knew that I was going to be altering it so much, but I'm so happy that you thought it worked!
Thank you! I can't even imagine the emotional journey that must have been reading this all at once, haha, so well done you!
I love writing AUs, I'm finding out, but the reason I love them so much is because we get to explore the canon characters we already know but in a different set of circumstances. I hope that the canon characters always find a way to shine through, even when I'm putting them in weird and strange circumstances, so thank you for saying Kurt's speech there is effective and him. Kurt is a seriously BAMF guy in whatever world I write him into, I swear. XD (Oh, and thank you for the 'glorious' compliment! I had that phrase stuck in my head for DAYS before I finally got to write it down for that scene.)
He doesn’t stand a chance against Kurt-minus-curse. <-- I'm so happy that this came through effectively. Because in no way, shape, or form is Karofsky a match for Kurt without the curse. It's just not going to happen. Karofsky is a broken little scared boy, and Kurt is all the things you said: grace and beauty and strength and power and freedom, and no way can Dave fight that. You can better believe he ran with everything he had to get away. Again, Kurt is always such a strong character to me. He deserved to have that moment of sheer power.
Oh, bb, the scene where Burt and Blaine enter the old dorm room isn't a strange place to feel emotional at all, I don't think. Like you say, it's an experience I think we can all relate to: we build places up in our minds so much, and when we finally confront them and find them normal? It's so powerful and so... belittling, almost in a way.
Sometimes we come back to places that meant so much for us, laden either with happiness or bitter tears, and more often than not find the place so small, so normal, so not worth the weight they carry in our dreams or nightmare. <--- completely this, oh my gosh, yes, this. It's a normal room, with normal things, and more than that? It's so recent. The whole experience seems so far away and over, but then they go inside and see how very recently it all happened. From looking at the dorm room alone, it could very well have still been happening. It's still so fresh, there, even as it's so normal it hurts. It actually means so much that this scene was effective to you, so thank you for telling me.
Remembering that you miss someone is such a powerful experience, isn't it? Because you can go for ages, moving along, dealing with your own life, and sometimes it just hits you that oh, yeah, I miss this person very much and it's surprising. I can completely sympathize with the scenarios you describe, because they're just so true and universal. Oh, yes. <3 And I'm so glad you like the little canon-nods, haha! It always seems to me that, despite the different scenarios, these are still the same people we've seen in the show. They're going to have the same lexicon of phrases and responses to things as they always did, so it makes sense for some things to mirror the show in that way. XD So glad you like it, and that it isn't cheesy!
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