Oceanic Descent - Chapter Nineteen

[motherendurance]

Title: Oceanic Descent -- Chapter Nineteen
Author: motherendurance  
Beta: jehane18 
Fandom: American Idol RPS
Pairing: Cook/Archuleta
Rating: G to NC-17. This part is R/NC-17
Word count: 2740 words this chapter (44,430 words cumulative)
Disclaimer: Not for profit work of fiction. Fair use of copyright material. No intended imputation regarding the character or inclination

Comments

[motherendurance]

Jay darling,

I remember way back in their box fortress when you were the one to catch the beginning of a telepathic bond building, awesome catch bb! well, what is it, like 8 or 9 chapters later, see how it's developing!

The whole bonding thing is a heavily used (and often badly used) trope, and I am trying to avoid the most common mistake, where the author uses a bond to skip all of the development of the relationship, either because they are lazy, or unsure, or they don't want to do the whole back-story.

I always feel vaguly cheated when I don't get to see all that good stuff.

Slash relationships, even more then het need character and relationship development, if for no other reason then slashing heterosexual characters means you have to answer the question "why?" with a damn good answer.

So, yes there is a bond, and yes there is an involuntary componany to it, and no it isn't all there is. It's a boost, but it doesn't/shouldn't be *in place* of the relationship and love growing between them.

Um. Yes. Well, I'll step down from my soap box then, shall I?

Yes. Well. Sorry about that.

Ta darling,
~Renata

[jehane_writes]

Heh. I loved your slow build on the telepathic bond - from the box fortress, to the one night where Cook promises the Goddess to take care of David (and the first supersonic sexing occurs!), to Cook being unable to function when David was deep-diving, to the full-on telepathic sexing of NOW.

So, your bond is definitely well placed, and not some deux-ex-machina or device that comes outta nowhere ;)

[motherendurance]

((((hugs you)))))
*and blushing*
"Aw shucks," sayith I.