Supernatural fanfic: Give Me Back The Berlin Wall

[kat_lair]

Title: Give Me Back The Berlin Wall
Author: Mistress Kat / kat_lair
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~ 1400
Disclaimer: Not mine, only playing.
Warnings/enticements: Incest, dubious con, dark/adult themes

Summary: Love is not insanity. It is survival.

Author notes: Although this story was written for the Soul Overturned

Comments

[entangled_now]

Oh I love this! This is creepy and beautiful, the way the world is falling apart. The way Dean is falling apart too, in between all the efficiency and pragmatism, in his most disturbing acceptance. The way you're not entirely sure if he's gone completely crazy or not, and how there's no real clues as to what exactly Sam is or isn't.

and this... A firestorm rides the world now... I love this line so very much.

[kat_lair]

I sort of broke myself a little bit with this fic. Thank you for such wonderfully detailed feedback. I'm really glad it felt genuinely creepy, and I think how there's no real clues as to what exactly Sam is or isn't is the reason it does, because the things that aren't said are often worse than the things that are.

And you picked a favourite line! *squirms with unabashed pleasure* You know how I feel about that...

[phoenix_bellamy]

Good angst indeed!
EvilSam's fic usually break me, but this gave me a little glimp of hope that every once in a while Dean gets to see his Sam...Which maybe is even worse, because he knows that he would have to deal with 'NotSam' but anyway...I loved this all ;)

[kat_lair]

Thank you! I'm glad you liked. I'm glad you managed to find some hope in the fic too - I certainly didn't! It's interesting how different people read different things into the same text...

[claudia_writes]

Okay, the thing is I don't generally like song-fic written like this, because the lyrics never seem to match up to anything, but God, did this just prove me wrong. It's more of a poetic symbiosis than any kind of a song fic, and I have to admire (very jealously!) how you made each line work within that kind of structure.

I like the one-day-is-every-day structure of this, because it makes that kind of apocalypse have a more deeper meaning than just that of the world burning. Like nothing is left, not even time. So, the worst groundhog day ever.

You said in the beginning it's about Dean, and I don't know how this could work if it wasn't about him. Evil is just evil, it doesn't hold any meaning inside of it, besides the obvious. The love is survival ethos works just so because it is about Dean and his desire to keep the Sam alive who was his.

Okay, good fic. but that's an understantment again. and I've rambled on enough.

[kat_lair]

Um, okay. Wow. I'm seriously flattered here. *blushes*

I have to give kudos to the song, which fits with the concept of evil!Sam, apocalypse, Sam/Dean etc. so very well. There is a line there, which I didn't use here, but which sold the song for me when I was doing the original fanmix. It goes "I've seen the future, brother. It is murder." and it was like a slap in the face, because I can sort of hear Sam saying that to Dean, and Dean just not caring, because... Well, because. Nothing matters in comparison to his love for Sam.

Like nothing is left, not even time. I really love the way you've put that, because yes exactly so. There is nothing left for Dean, not even Sam, not really. What survives is Dean's love for Sam, and maybe it's enough to keep them both alive, maybe not, but for Dean it's always been the only option available.

In conclusion: Thank You so much for such amazing and insightful feedback!

[tigriswolf]

... wow. I love this. It's so quiet and hurty, with no true hope at all...

[kat_lair]

Thank you for a lovely comment. I was aiming for the sort of quiet hopelessness, unvoiced but there, so I'm glad it came through...

[rei_c]

I really enjoyed this. The imagery you used had such a deft touch, especially combined with the rhythm of your words.

[kat_lair]

Oh, thank you so much! I'm really pleased about what you said about the rhythm of the words, because after all this was inspired by a song...