Comments | spoons1899: Fic: Si Vales Valeo

spoons1899

Fic: Si Vales Valeo

Aug 10, 2010 10:28

Title: Si Vales Valeo
Characters/Pairing: Sam, Dean
Rating: PG
Word Count: 818
Summary: If you are well, I am well.

( When Sam is six he gets pneumonia )

Comments 19

Wow :D \o/ radioprotector2 August 10 2010, 15:50:53 UTC

your use of language in this piece is absolutely astounding.

"He gets Sammy drunk on whiskey and nostalgia, cataloguing every smile. Counting them as victories."

I love that line. Your piece demonstrates that the brothers love each other in a way that surpasses any piece of slash.

I love it :D

*adds to memories*

Congratulations,
Matt x

Re: Wow :D \o/ spoons1899 August 10 2010, 15:59:11 UTC

Thank you!!!

callistosh65 August 10 2010, 15:51:41 UTC

He bails on his date with Hot Cheryl- double Ds, tongue piercing, and apparently guaranteed to swallow- to order pizza and shout obscenities at a bad horror movie with Sam. Pre-series Sammy and Dean to perfection. God, this packs a punch. It's so beautifully done, linking all these moments of hurt/comfort to the final devastating one.

(one teeny thing: Sam looses himself... should be loses:)

spoons1899 August 10 2010, 15:58:23 UTC

Gah!! Thank you for catching that typo. Those words will forever be the bane of my existence. I can never seem to keep them straight. :)

borgmama1of5 August 10 2010, 15:51:44 UTC

Sitting at my desk crying after less than 1000 words...

spoons1899 August 10 2010, 15:59:45 UTC

Haha, whoops. :) Glad you liked it.

hsifeng August 10 2010, 18:43:19 UTC

”… to order pizza and shout obscenities at a bad horror movie with Sam.”

Now THERE is a fic of yours I’d love to read… ;)

hsifeng August 10 2010, 18:44:38 UTC

*grin*

Oh yeah - Sorry, forgot this bit about the fic: LOVE IT!

*bad commenter, no biscuit*

PS: I love your Sam-and-Dean interaction.

debbiel66 August 10 2010, 18:58:07 UTC

When Sam cuts himself on broken glass two weeks before the end Dean treats it like a stab wound. He patches Sam up and tries to convince him to take painkillers, because Dean thinks it would be so much easier if they could both just feel nothing. It isn’t until Sam shakes his head and touches Dean’s shoulder and he sees the tiny spot of blood working it’s way through Sam’s bandage that Dean realizes he’s crying. He gets Sammy drunk on whiskey and nostalgia, cataloguing every smile. Counting them as victories.

So very, very gorgeous. Thank you! &hearts