fic: Man of Steel

Dec 28, 2016 10:21

Title: Man of Steel
Words: 7,400
Summary: Sam, strong and immovable at the worst of times, was at the end of the day just a man. And so was Dean.

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dancing_adrift December 28 2016, 19:30:20 UTC
Aw, that was really sweet. And lol, poor Dean and all his trying. I also particularly enjoyed when Dean had all but forgotten his moment of weak in the knees-ness. Lol. Lots of good moments of awkward humor. And then Sammy - "All my life." GUH ♥ Loved it!

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glovered December 31 2016, 16:32:05 UTC
I'm so glad you enjoyed this! Dean tries so hard, and he's so oblivious (IN CANON AND IN FIC :)))))))))

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mdlaw December 29 2016, 03:55:47 UTC
This is so cute and bumbling. Made me laugh out loud. m :)

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glovered December 31 2016, 16:33:50 UTC
I'm so happy to hear that! Dean's life is a tragicomedy.

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imaginecoolname December 29 2016, 19:49:21 UTC
Gosh, this was so, so adorable and lovely and sweet and wonderfully awkward at times - I absolutely loved it! Your writing is spot-on and completely awesome. Thank you so much for sharing and making me smile in giddy delight. :D ♥

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glovered December 31 2016, 16:40:35 UTC
You're welcome :D I had so much fun writing this.

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oddishly December 29 2016, 21:33:27 UTC
I JUST REREAD THIS AND I AM LAUGHING AND LAUGHING. I love all the people hitting on Sam and Dean's tortured I DON'T LIKE IT! BUT I GET IT! YOU GO SAMMY! JUST NOT WITH THEM! and that every single time, Dean trying to react accordingly/appropriately backfires on him. His sadness at not being offered king-sized beds anymore and ALL OF THIS

What to wear. It wasn’t a date, he reminded himself. Nice jeans and a clean shave was enough, anything else was pushing it. Adjusting the sleeves of his dark button-down, Dean surveyed himself in the mirror.

"Hello," he said to his reflection. Then cleared his throat and stood up straighter. "Hello, uh, Sammy." Dean frowned. He felt like a creep. The only way this wouldn’t be weird is if he made sure it wasn’t. "Good evening, Samuel," he said, winking.

When he got to the restaurant early, Sam was already loitering by the door.

"Ah," said Dean. "Good evening."

"What?" Sam said.

"Nothing. Food?" I AM CRYINGGGGGG. Their talking at cross-purposes at the table and their mutual internal struggle to be ( ... )

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glovered December 31 2016, 16:44:33 UTC
THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP CREATING THIS STRANGE TALE OF TRUE LOVE AND FAILINESS

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runedgirl January 2 2017, 04:16:56 UTC
OMG this was absolutely perfect and delicious and I enjoyed every single second of it - thank you so much! The characterization was spot on, the dialogue rang completely true, and I laughed out loud more than once. This is the Dean and Sam I love. Please don't ever stop writing these boys the way you do, ok? :)

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glovered January 3 2017, 19:05:17 UTC
I'm so happy the characterization worked for you and that I could make you irl lol! I really enjoyed writing this as well :)

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