fic: lord, how the blast will ring (raylan, boyd -- raylan/boyd if you squint)

[someotherstorm]

title:lord, how the blast will ring
author: someotherstorm
fandom: justified
pairing: raylan/boyd if you squint -- set pre-canon
rating: same as the show, probably tamer.
word count: ~2700
summary: There's no place for blood feuds down in the dark.

AN: the ghost story is a real one from Eastern Kentucky, about a man named Carl Pruitt. you can read about it

Comments

[elusive_life_77]

You have a lovely way of getting Raylan and Boyd to sound like themselves! I really enjoyed reading this. Several of the lines read like poetry. Beautiful.

[someotherstorm]

oh, thank you! that's a lovely compliment, i appreciate it. :D i'm so glad you enjoyed and that the voices rang true! thanks for reading!

[someotherstorm]

thank you! i'm so happy you enjoyed it :D and that the voices worked for you -- i really love the dialog on this show so i'm glad to hear that.

and thanks for the welcome, i'm happy to be here! do you mind if i friend you? i like new people and am v. friendly, promise :D

[norgbelulah]

I haven't even read the fic yet and I love all the notes. This comment brought to you by beers, more than one. I'm really gonna read it now.

[someotherstorm]

the reason i like boyd crowder is he uses a lot of words to say things that could be said with a lot fewer words :|

(okay that's not the only reason. also i need more icons. /tells you things)

(i've been drinking bourbon, because i have a fever. shhh. it goes with poptarts >>)

hi i approve of drinking beers, i hope they are delicious :D :D

[norgbelulah]

Also, i have followed you on tumblr.

I approve of cold-curing bourbon. really, bourbon of any kind, at all. can't say yes or no about the pop tarts.

They are pretty delicious. they went well with doctor who and the internet.

ps i think you and i should be good friends. just saying.

[norgbelulah]

ugh, and by they, i meant the beers.

[norgbelulah]

If Boyd’s the powder turning to dust, Raylan’s a spark with nothing to catch -- a restless flame flickering angrily until it burns up into ash.

uuuuuuuuuugh. I love this SO MUCH. OMG

I love the ghost story and the way you write them, I love Raylan's angry impatience with Napier's story and Boyd's subtle but nagging interest in him. UGH BOYS. <333333333

[someotherstorm]

shhh you are nice :D

i love them it's kind of a problem >>

(not really)

thank you!!

[romanticalgirl]

This is lovely in all the wrong ways. Like good gothic Southern storytelling. Patterson, Jason, and Cooley would be proud.

[someotherstorm]

oh man ava crowder/shonna tucker <3_<3

THANK YOU DARLING you know i am so thrilled to have a fandom in common :D hint hint you should write things if you want because you writing justified = :D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!