Fic: For Reasons Unknown

[the_castle]

This fic is a sequel to a two-part fic I first posted about 2 and a half years ago (yikes!); Shut Your Mouth and part 2. You can go back and read the first two, but you don't have to, as this functions by itself. And before anyone asks, no, I don't know how I can get away with saying I want to slap Brandon Flowers and then go and write a goddamn

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[and_ed]

I had to wait until I could re-read this to comment because I really needed to think about it first. The first read I was too…frankly, fucking awed, Kat…to comment.

First, I love the format you’ve written in here, the moving back and forth in time. It works so well for this, as does having it all in Brandon’s POV. It was nice to have some background on his thought processes on why he’s doing what he’s doing and better still to watch the Billie/Mike drama play out through his eyes. Great plot device. And I love that the Billie/Mike backstory is mostly guesswork, that its all suggestions and hinting of what’s going on in their personal relationship. We don’t need to know the details for this and I love how you haven’t over-told the story, something I often feel like I’m doing. Everything doesn’t need to be said…we get the gist of it here and its so much better than pages of history, makes the whole thing very visceral and ‘in the moment’.

Mary has very wisely told me, more than once, that a good slash fic is one where you can take out all the smut and substitute “and then they had sex” and it would STILL be a good fic. Yours are always like that but this one…I think it works so well for me because it has both your signature panty-melting sex scenes and moments of almost unbearable tenderness or more importantly, because of the way you switch from one to the other and back again. Its like a sucker punch in the best possible way. And seeing those moments of intimacy through Brandon’s eyes intensifies the effect as well as serving to humanize Brandon-fucking-Flowers and how dare you make me like him? ;)

I could babble on and on all night, so I think I’ll quit while I’m behind and just say that I absolutely loved this, hon. *standing ovation*

Oh, and the oh so gallant Mr Dirnt walking Brandy to his room in the last scene was perfection, as was Brandon’s final ‘lest we forget he’s still Brandon Flowers’ thought at the end. =)

[the_castle]

Goddamn, Barb. Did I ever tell you that you leave the best comments, ever? No? WELL YOU DO. Argh!

I'm so, so glad that you enjoyed this. I admit, I was nervous about the change of direction... I'd originally intended it to be just the panty-melting fic, but naturally the muses took over and decided otherwise and God only knows what the hell happened, exactly, 'cause I sure don't.

You touched on a few things that I was trying SUUUUUPER hard to get through, though, which makes me REALLY happy. I was excited to try the time-change thing, so I'm glad that worked. :D And I was also attempting to do more story-telling through showing and in-the-moment than telling, which is something I've been guilty of in the past, too. It's so tempting, when you have a story and details and impressions ALL IN YOUR HEAD and you want to make sure you convey EVERY LITTLE DETAIL, but truthfully half the time it's better if you only suggest, and let the readers draw the rest of the conclusion themselves. Or something. Dear God the codeine is talking now.

And yeah. Mike, in my fic, generally does exactly what he wants without telling me beforehand or listening to my plans for plot. Thanks, Dirnt. I appreciate it. *HUGS YOU SUPERTIGHT*