Title: We’ll Reinvent Love [10/10] Rating: NC-17 Summary: Their eyes lock for just a moment too long, and it feels like the first step off the edge of a cliff. Disclaimer: Don’t sue for wishful thinking. Completed in 30,705 words.
i love your epic comments so, so much. you quoted some of my favorite bits.
perfect sex scene, yeah right...but, aww, i popped your crying-at-fic cherry! (heh.) although i think you have mine too, so that's okay.
i think that's what always gets me about fic. because i'll see something that i identify with, something that strikes a chord, and then they get a happy ending and i don't, and it's just not fair that happy endings only happen in fiction. okay, that was definitely more emo than necessary. but, hey, you sound pretty emo today too, so feel free to rant!email at me.
and i am so, so, SO freaking glad that i worked up the courage to message you, too :) we are total saps, but it's okay, this is the one day of the year we're allowed. ily.
But my god, Ella. I almost cried. I think if my mom wasn't sitting across the couch from me right now, I would have.
This was soooo good. The marshmallows! You included the marshmallows! And every single time they went up to the roof after a while in I got all sad and concerned because I thought it was ending soon (that's what happens when you give me previews and hints about how it ends, I guess. :P)
I loved the dialogue and Jon and Spencer were awesome and the whole second-to-last scene was the best ever and their sex was the epitome of sweet and lovely and squee-worthy-ness.
Gah. I kind of don't know what to do with myself now.
It was full of fluff and awesome! I think Brendon needs to train me to roast marshmallows though, because, really, I always burn mine. Then they have that weird half crunchy, half squishy texture that I can never decide if I like or not.
Oh. They are in love. C'est magnifique. I just. Oh. I mean, I knew it was going to have a happy ending [because it had to, it's Rydon] but oh. You made my stomach do merry little twisty things.
But with the last hint of sunlight casting purple-pink shadows over Ryan’s skin, everything seems far, away, so impossibly distant as to have never existed at all, and the surprised feeling that blossoms in Brendon’s chest isn’t so much hope as certainty. Unf. Win
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i'm reading yours now...
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i love your epic comments so, so much. you quoted some of my favorite bits.
perfect sex scene, yeah right...but, aww, i popped your crying-at-fic cherry! (heh.) although i think you have mine too, so that's okay.
i think that's what always gets me about fic. because i'll see something that i identify with, something that strikes a chord, and then they get a happy ending and i don't, and it's just not fair that happy endings only happen in fiction. okay, that was definitely more emo than necessary. but, hey, you sound pretty emo today too, so feel free to rant!email at me.
and i am so, so, SO freaking glad that i worked up the courage to message you, too :) we are total saps, but it's okay, this is the one day of the year we're allowed. ily.
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thank you so much! i'm glad you found it again :)
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skimming through it to leave my spazzy comment without was hard to do, btw
I R READ, YAY
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It's amazing how it helps to not forget words XD
But my god, Ella. I almost cried. I think if my mom wasn't sitting across the couch from me right now, I would have.
This was soooo good. The marshmallows! You included the marshmallows! And every single time they went up to the roof after a while in I got all sad and concerned because I thought it was ending soon (that's what happens when you give me previews and hints about how it ends, I guess. :P)
I loved the dialogue and Jon and Spencer were awesome and the whole second-to-last scene was the best ever and their sex was the epitome of sweet and lovely and squee-worthy-ness.
Gah. I kind of don't know what to do with myself now.
<3<3<3
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thank you for the marshmallow idea! i was just like, okay, let's make this as fucking fluffy as humanly possible...
thank you so so much. ily.
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You're very welcome, dear ^^
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-ressurects self-
Okay, so. It's here.
Gonna go read it now.
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I mean, I knew it was going to have a happy ending [because it had to, it's Rydon] but oh.
You made my stomach do merry little twisty things.
But with the last hint of sunlight casting purple-pink shadows over Ryan’s skin, everything seems far, away, so impossibly distant as to have never existed at all, and the surprised feeling that blossoms in Brendon’s chest isn’t so much hope as certainty. Unf. Win ( ... )
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psh. DO NOT DOUBT your writing talent. seriously. i'm a fairly picky reader, so i consider myself qualified to say that you're awesome.
will go look up! yay song recs <3
thank you so, so, so much :)
(italy fic?!?!?! really!?!?!?!?! give me a DAY, at least! :P)
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tout a coupe j'ai decide que tu et l'amour etes egale.
[that makes so little sense without the accents...]
oh, and fuck off, stop being such a slacker and make with the porn. :D
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