My god, but I have the silliest apron kink of all time, and this made my day. Alistair!!! I am extremely, extremely attached to the idea of this entire fic--and the imagery is just glorious. I love that Alistair so effectively fucks with both Dean's insides and his headspace with this: He’s planted the seeds, and all that’s left is to wait for them to grow.
Really well done!
P.S. You should totally post this to hoodie_time if you feel like it. I think you'd find some very enthralled readership there. :D
Oh my shit I am overjoyed that apron kink is a thing. That made MY day. :3 I thought that might have been a little too silly but I think Alistair probably has a fab sense of humour??
Thanks for your praise and I'm glad the images worked!!
Also thank you very much for the info, I'll post it on over there! I'm absolutely terrible with LJ and I have once before put things in the wrong place and I never know where things go so thanks so much for the advice!!!
It's not a kink I'd yet experienced in SPN fandom, but I certainly re-lived the GLORIES I discovered in it, in a previous fandom, while reading this. 8D It was such a perfect touch, seriously. <3
Oh, thanks! I was worried the mental stuff might not have as much impact as the physical stuff, but my headcanon is that Dean was only holding on to the certainty that Sam'd come save him, and Alastair knew and played him with the hell time discrepancies.
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Really well done!
P.S. You should totally post this to hoodie_time if you feel like it. I think you'd find some very enthralled readership there. :D
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Thanks for your praise and I'm glad the images worked!!
Also thank you very much for the info, I'll post it on over there! I'm absolutely terrible with LJ and I have once before put things in the wrong place and I never know where things go so thanks so much for the advice!!!
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Thank you so much for the comment!! <3
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