It had seemed much easier when Sam was with them. Dad didn't want to hear that, didn't want to know that Dean's rhythms were all screwed up because two years later, that space at Dean's back, at his side, that Sam-shaped space was still empty.
Oh, GAH. That just says so much and so perfectly. *aches*
Dean sank down on the bare mattress and looked up at Sam, trying to ignore the resonance of that, what it actually meant that Sam was still sleeping in an empty dorm rather than come to...wherever Dean and his dad were currently paying for a room. "Oh," was all he said.
Ouch, just omg ouch.
This was all so incredible and aching and rich and real and wonderful and incredible. There are not enough adjectives, really.
*cries* OHhh... wehh it's so bittersweet. I love how believable it is, it feels very in-character. Great job, even if it did break my heart to read it ;_;
Thank you for the feedback. I'm especially glad it feels in-character. Sometimes it's weird, writing pre-series stories and figuring out the ways they'd be the same and yet different. So that's happy-making. :)
Really, Stanford fic is my absolute favorite, because I an fascinated by that part of their history.
I am, too; I usually don't revisit particular time periods in stories, but this is the second Stanford story I've written, and I can think of so many other ways it could go. I've been voraciously reading all the Stanford stories I can find.
Me, too! I keep hoping we can get just a little of the backstory on Stanford or the fight -- especially the 'leaving now' fight. Oooh, yes. *sigh* Thank you for the feedback. :)
I saw this right before I left for work this morning, and the thought of it tormented me ALL DAY. The wait was totally worth it. He'd clenched his hands around the wheel of the Impala and hit the gas, hit it and run until the soft ringing stopped, stopped and never started again. I hit that line and my stomach twisted itself into knots, and it hasn't untwisted yet. I can believe this version of events, and that doesn't happen much with pre-series fic. Thumbs up.
Thank you very much. :D Yeah, believability is a stumbling point with me, too, on pre-series stuff. And yet, I eat it all up with a spoon and beg for more. *g*
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Oh, GAH. That just says so much and so perfectly. *aches*
Dean sank down on the bare mattress and looked up at Sam, trying to ignore the resonance of that, what it actually meant that Sam was still sleeping in an empty dorm rather than come to...wherever Dean and his dad were currently paying for a room. "Oh," was all he said.
Ouch, just omg ouch.
This was all so incredible and aching and rich and real and wonderful and incredible. There are not enough adjectives, really.
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Thank you for the feedback. I'm especially glad it feels in-character. Sometimes it's weird, writing pre-series stories and figuring out the ways they'd be the same and yet different. So that's happy-making. :)
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Really, Stanford fic is my absolute favorite, because I an fascinated by that part of their history.
Your fic was amazing and the ending made something in me break. Awesome job.
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I am, too; I usually don't revisit particular time periods in stories, but this is the second Stanford story I've written, and I can think of so many other ways it could go. I've been voraciously reading all the Stanford stories I can find.
Thank you for the wonderful feedback. :)
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