RE: FIIL: Supernatural, weechesters fluff (G)nagi_schwarzJanuary 30 2016, 22:08:17 UTC
That was super adorable. As much as John Winchester was super problematic as a parent, I am always glad to see happy moments with him and his boys. Dean as Batman and Sam as his Robin was perfect.
Re: Fill 2/2: SGA/Dollhouse, mostly John SheppardbrumeierFebruary 1 2016, 14:46:27 UTC
Oh, John! ::hugs him:: That was so hard for him, coming clean with everyone. But he did it, and it's got to be a relief to finally have that out. Not having to hide himself anymore, not from the people who matter.
And such a perfect ending line for this fic, with John revealing his true name.
FILL: OC. Thinking of youdresmeinscarletJanuary 31 2016, 02:09:28 UTC
Sometimes. When it's late at night and I can't sleep. Maybe three, or four in the morning. That's when it happens. When the hard edges start to blur. And I can shake my head and half laugh, remembering the time you left post it notes all over the house telling me I had a cute arse.
And once when I was on a train. With the world rushing by at a hundred miles an hour. I looked at the empty space opposite and imagined it was filled with you. And we were going to the coast. Do you remember that day? It pissed it down and we ended up spending all our money in the arcade. Good times.
Certain smells have unexpectedly proven to be the biggest trigger though. That godawful aftershave your aunty got you for Christmas? Jees I hated when you wore it. Yet, it still pulls a smile from my lips whenever I walk past someone wearing it now.
So, you're right. I may think of you softly from time to time.
But I'll cut my hand off before I ever reach for you again.
Re: FILL: OC. Thinking of yousapphire2309February 1 2016, 03:54:41 UTC
I LIVE YOU FOR THIS. That's a quote that makes me think of my old boyfriend and how he still has power over me, and you expressed it beautifully. Thank you so much!!!
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And such a perfect ending line for this fic, with John revealing his true name.
Love it, love it, love it!
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Sometimes. When it's late at night and I can't sleep. Maybe three, or four in the morning. That's when it happens. When the hard edges start to blur. And I can shake my head and half laugh, remembering the time you left post it notes all over the house telling me I had a cute arse.
And once when I was on a train. With the world rushing by at a hundred miles an hour. I looked at the empty space opposite and imagined it was filled with you. And we were going to the coast. Do you remember that day? It pissed it down and we ended up spending all our money in the arcade. Good times.
Certain smells have unexpectedly proven to be the biggest trigger though. That godawful aftershave your aunty got you for Christmas? Jees I hated when you wore it. Yet, it still pulls a smile from my lips whenever I walk past someone wearing it now.
So, you're right. I may think of you softly from time to time.
But I'll cut my hand off before I ever reach for you again.
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