fic: the dice were loaded from the start (ai rpf, dcook/carrie)

[empressearwig]

Title: the dice were loaded from the start
Author: empressearwig
Pairing/Fandom: David Cook/Carrie Underwood, Carrie Underwood/Mike Fisher; American Idol RPF
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~3500
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this is all for fun. This hasn't happened. Probably. Etc.
Summary: Any special guests planned for the album? No, but you know what? Consider this

Comments

[empressearwig]

Hee! I am sorry for the ouch and not all at the same time. I seem to enjoy torturing Mr. Cook. I should probably feel bad about that, but oh well. It's fun.

And thank you! Yes, that was totally what I was going for. I kind of view DCook as this cross between a complete pragmatist and a romantic and I was trying to make that sound as believable as possible. So I am beyond thrilled that it worked for you. (Or at least that you thought it sounded like him, not that you necessarily agree with my take on him, haha.)

Thank you, thank you, thank you! <3

[bouhlover]

I love this. Is there more?

[empressearwig]

Thank you! There's not more right now, but it is a possibility. (I just don't know how big of one, haha.) <3

[empressearwig]

Thank you! <3

[irishmizzy]

AUUUUUUUUGH, now I'm going to be sad FOREVER. Please never stop showing up in my comments with links to awesome things so I can say WRITE FIC and you can do it AMAZINGLY, aklgkadlgkj. I love how it's so fucking depressing, how he finally gets what he wants and knows he'll never get it again, how he's not kidding himself about that. I just. EVERYTHING. ALL OF IT, even the parts that made me want to drink myself into an abyss. (NEAL. WAS IT WORTH IT. Oh man, that part killed me. All the parts killed me. Haha, this is why I shouldn't be allowed to leave comments after 10pm. Is this even coherent?)

Also, THAT SONG, oh my god, it is one of my favorites. A++, to you, sir, would read and want to cry again. <3<3<3<3

[empressearwig]

Hee! M, should I be concerned that I took "It'll be fun, I'll buy some beers" and turned it into fic that made me want to stick my head in the oven? Or that this is the second fic in a row where I've done that to him and myself? That's not a problem, right?

Aughhh, I am so glad you loved it! And that you loved all the things I loved about it, namely how depressing it was and how completely realistic he was with himself. Because yeah. He'd have to be.

Isn't it an awesome song?! I have been listening to it on repeat-one for the past two weeks or so. So it's probably the third culprit in this fic's existence, and I should blame it too. <3<3<3<3

[dcstolemysoul]

I ALWAYS love reading Cook and Carrie fics. And I loved this a whole lot. It's beautifully heartbreaking.

[empressearwig]

Aw, thank you! I totally didn't mean for it to be that sad, it just turned out that way. <3