Fic: After the Flood

[i_speak_tongue]

Morning. Wasted on the floor like a teenager. A salad of loose muscles and brains. Body parts all trying to do the same thing: forget, forget, forget. Wondering why he ever remembered in the first place.

A dusty fan sails round and round on the ceiling, and pigeons coo on the window ledge like they’re speaking in Pig Latin, insulting him. One

Comments

[borgmama1of5]

Wow, your opening sentence is a work of art on its own!

And the pain in this...

The lack of hard details just makes it more horrific.

Amazing writing!

[i_speak_tongue]

Wow, thank you so much! Very kind.

[fifimom]

captivating. thanks for sharing.

[i_speak_tongue]

My pleasure! Thanks for reading!

[sylvanwitch]

This is devastating, the language spare and brutal, the descriptions vivid. There's something hallucinatory--the worst kind of trip--in the way the images and our understanding collide. Outstanding. Bravo!

[i_speak_tongue]

I'm really glad you liked it. As you say, I can only imagine it would feel like a bad trip, slowly recalling something so terrible. There's something that was almost hallucinatory about the images from Katrina, too. Just such unbelievable destruction.

[ursalita]

I loved the details in this. Once I figured out what was going on, I went back and re-read from the beginning. I especially liked John in this. I can't get enough of hurt!Dean with protective John. Thank you for sharing.

[i_speak_tongue]

Sorry if it was confusing! But glad you liked it enough to read it twice! I am also a huge supporter of the hurt!Dean&protective!John duo! I actually have an easier time writing John than Sam, for some reason....

[ursalita]

Actually, I didn't find it confusing at all. I just enjoyed a re-read of the first part from a different perspective. I thought the first part was very well done. Sorry my comment was vague.

[i_speak_tongue]

Agh, I'm sure it wasn't! Just me being insecure...
Thanks for holding my hand.

[labseraph]

Um, have anyone told you that you are damn good at gutting a fangirl and ripping her heart out? Cause you are. Really good.

*cries for Dean*

I love how visceral the whole fic is; I love that John was being his gruff self (the man loves his sons but is shit at being demonstrative) and the whole thing unravelling in Dean's head feels pretty close to character (IMHO).

♥♥♥

[i_speak_tongue]

Oh, wow. Thanks so much. *is blushing* Good to know I kept everyone in character, even while using them to rip out hearts!