circular narratives are a bitch to write :0

[sobrellevar]

fill in the blanket (bed scenes)
three variations on a theme for circuity, with love. sorry for making you wait so long! i wanted to get it right, and even now i'm still not too sure i did. :s

(ths gen; chris/greta/darren if you squint; wentz/flowers; saporta/beckett; saporta/trohman)

a note: part I changes details from the events of greta’s 08.27.2006

Comments

[jenish]

I love you, and I love this, and it will live by my pillow, and I am emailing you with my favourite quotes because there are far too many to fit into one comment. Or even five.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

[sobrellevar]

oh good grief, living in your pocket is like living in a GINGERBREAD HOUSE OF LOVE. and then sometimes we eat the walls because it feels so good to live in your pocket house of LOVE, which is of course at the center of an ENCHANTED POCKET FOREST. OF LOVE.

your email made me all gooey inside and tingly too and so thankful to have you in my life ♥

best ending lines to an email EVER:

THE HEARTS ARE MULTIPLYING AND BREEDING AND SETTING UP LITTLE HEART-HOMES AND MAKING SMALL BUSINESSES AND BRINGING UP KIDS WHO PLAY IN THE SAND AND BEG FOR TRAMPOLINES IN THE BACK GARDEN.

ah hah hah. ::squinches into your pocket some more::

[xcarex]

I'm a Fairy Tale scholar who is melting with Grimm references. You are the solution.

[sobrellevar]

dude, i've never been anyone's solution to anything before. :#> thank you.

[canadiankracka]

Beautifully written!

[sobrellevar]

yay! thank you for reading ♥

[nicky1388]

This is absolutely amazing. Seriously. I wish I could write like this, but no, I don't know how. People like you make me realize I still have so much to learn.

“…Where’s my shotgun wedding?”

Greta’s eyes blink open, and Chris blinks back at her, matching her rhythm.

Chris isn’t sure he needs to ask, but “-- What?”

“You and me and this carrying, Christopher, across the threshold.” She looks up at him, smiles winsomely.

“What makes you so sure I’m the marrying kind?” Chris laughs, gently but unceremoniously setting Greta down on her bed. Gravity helps him cheerfully.

“Christopher Gregory,” Greta says regally from her downy cotton kingdom, “I concluded long ago that someone will marry you, whether you want to or not.” Chris chooses a small space near the edge of the bed, laying his head perpendicular to her feet.

***That just had me squirming and squealing and putting off getting ready for work just to reread it.

Tomorrow morning will be a race to whomever can leave the dollar bills on the nightstand first: an accusation, an

[sobrellevar]

you are always so supportive of everybody whenever you comment! i admire that a lot in you. you're like a cheerleader with all the energy and positivity but none of the meanness of a cliche cheerleader, yknow?

thank you ♥ x hundred hundred hundred!

[nicky1388]

Thank you. I always believe that there is something good to say, because, really, there is. People who are just starting need to be encouraged so that they try more and improve. Those who've been doing it forever need to be reminded that what they do is loved and appreciated. That's how I feel.

As to why I'm responding so late: I'm searching for a RyRo genderswap and stumbled upon this again and had to read the HushGen. It's one of my favorite pieces like, ever. I'm going to be smart and memory this now.

[dioscorea]

This would be the part where I praise your Trohman/Saporta, except I have no words. My vocabulary feels broken. You are amazing.

[sobrellevar]

oh man, at every word i typed of that section i was so so so nervous that i wasn't doing enough justice to two boys who are obviously the best Jews of our fandom. :0

my fears are slightly dissipated, and your kindness really means a lot to me. thank you ♥