Oh my God. This is amazing. I feel like I'd have to read it a million times to get everything there is in this story, but I wouldn't mind, because it's so lovely.
And I will say more later, but I have to run off to class now. Still, wow. I am so grateful.
*whew* I'm so relieved you like it. You can't imagine how inadequate I've been feeling -- you had only three simple, open-ended requests and for a while I thought I wasn't going to make the deadline.
Really, this story was written on a pile of the corpses of dead and dying failed storied. I was amazed by my inability to write an established Tsusoka fic. Just amazed.
Oh, honey! I *love* it! You shouldn't feel inadequate at all. I adore this story so much- I've been telling everyone about it. And I'm really touched that you put so much effort into it; that means a lot to me. It turned out wonderfully, I have to assure you.
I remember now that I did leave my requests really open, but I'd meant for that to be easier for whoever got my fic. I didn't want to ask for something that you'd have trouble doing. Heh, I guess it was one of those instances where too much choice is just as bad as too little.
That was lovely - a quiet, ordinary day at home, but under the surface Tsuzuki's mind is still racing, will he ever feel like he actually deserves to be happy ... time will tell I suppose ... such old pain isn't easy to leave behind, but your story makes me hopeful. *happy sigh*
Thanks. It's kind of sad, and a bit pessimistic, but I don't think Tsuzuki will ever really be convinced he can just be happy -- not completely. But if anyone can give him a piece of that contentment, I think it's Hisoka and what they have together.
This is one scary story, and I mean that in a good way.
Like Brigdh, I have the sense that I need to reread before I'll have gotten a fraction of what's here; and I'm not sure I can comment intelligently until I have. Right now I'm at the stage where all I can really think is, *wow,* with a side of, 'it's too hot in here, and way too quiet, and ohmygod this is the land of the dead, isn't it?'
But inadequate though this may be, I wanted to get it in before writer's names are revealed. Which sounds like it's going to be, any minute now.
Thanks. It's nice to get feedback that you know is really just about the story. And while Yami as a series doesn't have a very, well, serious view of the afterlife -- and for some characters (like Hisoka) it's fairly easy to make a case that they're better off dead (which is profoundly sad if you think about it too much) -- I still thought: they're dead. That has to mean something.
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Someday I may even get off my melancholy kick, and write something not in a minor key. Ah, someday...
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And I will say more later, but I have to run off to class now. Still, wow. I am so grateful.
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Really, this story was written on a pile of the corpses of dead and dying failed storied. I was amazed by my inability to write an established Tsusoka fic. Just amazed.
Happy Valentine's Day!
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I remember now that I did leave my requests really open, but I'd meant for that to be easier for whoever got my fic. I didn't want to ask for something that you'd have trouble doing. Heh, I guess it was one of those instances where too much choice is just as bad as too little.
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Like Brigdh, I have the sense that I need to reread before I'll have gotten a fraction of what's here; and I'm not sure I can comment intelligently until I have. Right now I'm at the stage where all I can really think is, *wow,* with a side of, 'it's too hot in here, and way too quiet, and ohmygod this is the land of the dead, isn't it?'
But inadequate though this may be, I wanted to get it in before writer's names are revealed. Which sounds like it's going to be, any minute now.
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