FIC: "The Triumphant Artiste" 1/1

[soundczech]

Okay, so I've been working on this fic and revising and re-revising, and I can't be bothered anymore because Ethan hates me, probably because I'm a huge nerdy B/J shipper. And I don't like people that don't like Brian. So I've decided to give up for the moment, and post it because if it sits there on my screen for one more moment I'm going to trash

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[nightsister]

You know, season three could've been so much better had tptb done something like this.

“But you won’t be for long. So make the fucking most of it.”

Snarky!Brian is much more fun than that "woe is me, let me forget my troubles by going to the underwear party with Mikey" scenario that we were inflicted with instead.

Tell me why they haven't hired you to write for them, again? *scratches head*

[altricial]

*SCREAMS WITH HAPPINESS*

I LOVE YOU.

Ohhhh, I'm Soo in love with this fic & by extension You!!

[viola69]

Truly, Honestly- I love you. *sniff*

This is just beautiful & snarky & funny & cute & satisfying & sad & cathartic & cute & funny & beautiful &... just perfect.

He lets one hand sift gently through Justin’s clean, cool hair There's Hair touching!!!

Brian doesn’t want to remember. Thinks of the taste of weed and the lights at Woody’s and the line of Justin’s dick, but that bat keeps flashing through his head. There's tears!!

Justin’s work isn’t alive like that, though, so Ethan can’t understand why he can’t just pull himself away. Ohhh, & there just is this Huge part of Justin that Ethan just doesn't get.

& the exchange between Brian & Ethan is just so loaded & perfectly progressively about so much more than just that afternoon. Wonderful dialogue. Makes me all happy.

[seperis]

God, I love this. So damn *perfect* them.

*sighs dreamily*

[sparkledark]

Gah. This is great. So very great.

Ethan feels sick, and wants to pour freezing cold water over the pair of them, like a couple of horny dogs.

Hee! Perfect.