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[eudaimon]

TITLE: three words, my love
AUTHOR: eudaimon
RATING: PG
WORDCOUNT: 1900.
NOTES: So close! Written for the hp_literotica Valentines challenge. I hope this counts. In a recent fic, I killed off Ted Tonks. This, I guess, is the fic that goes with it. This is what was going on while Ted was meeting his five people in Heaven. It's the first time I've ever written

Comments

[_shades_]

Oh, oh god. I love Andromeda. And the shed. And everything. This is so heart-breaking and lovely.

"Still my boy, though." Andromeda nodded, and tried not to cry, thinking about her twenty nine year old

So simple and lovely and hits where it hurts

:x

[justholdstill]

I don't know how you do it, but you get me every single time. It's so visceral, and poignant, and so human, I end up crying like a baby.
The Stops, and the last line - just perfect. Solid.
I never paid much attention to the Tonkses before, but now I can't help but love them, the way you've illuminated their lives.

*Sigh*

[eudaimon]

I've said it before, I've said it again -- I am a one woman campaign to get the Tonkes the fandom love which they most definately deserve :)

Thanks!

[fleshdress]

Will you please stop making me cry? Because this grief is too raw and real, and your Andromeda here is a thing of beauty. Perfect. :)

[eudaimon]

I never know what to say when somebody tells me that something that I've written made them cry. I suppose that that was the perfect reaction for this, though (this is the THIRD time I've killed off Ted in a fic, and it never stops hurting :b).

Thankyou so much for the comment :)

R

[kethlenda]

Oh, so beautiful and sad. I love your Andi and Ted, and the last image of the train heading north is just so bittersweetly perfect.

[eudaimon]

I love my Andy and Ted too :)

Thanks for reading!

[orlanstamos]

Okay. Really, I needed some sort of warning that this was coming. Because suddenly it was there and I couldn't not read it and now I'm weeping in the middle of the library.

Because it just hurts. SO MUCH. And the repetition and I just- I feel like I know this fic. Because it's right and perfect and exactly as it should be.

Because it's Andy and Ted and Charlie too. And her grief is just a lovely, perfect thing.

[eudaimon]

><. If you'd been online (I assume the laptop's gone?), I'd have warned you. I'm sorry you wept in the library! It's Ted and Andy, how I see them, and I figured Ted would rather go on an Adventure than of old age, but it still hurt to write. This is the third time I've killed him off. You kill the things you love :|

R

[orlanstamos]

It's alright. If I have to cry in the library, I'm glad it was over something like this.

It's, really, the fic is quite brilliant. Andy's grief is so raw and yet so contained until right up until the end. And knowing that she's lost Ted and Dora now is very painful.

Ted will start insisting that we give him fic where he stays alive throughout the whole thing if you keep on killing him.

xx