fic: You're the ghost on every corner

[subterrain]

So, it was estei's birthday about, oh, a month ago. And I am terribly late with this gift, because even at the time I thought this would definitely, definitely be done by like, June 21st at the latest. But the story and emotions that she gave me to work with were complicated and required a lot of self-examination to write about. And so I kept working

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[softlyforgotten]

Oh man, this is so good. *__* I love the way Ryan thinks about things, how angry and bitter it is, especially with -- He feels desperate in a way he hasn't since high school, the way you can get the same kind of era feel, pre- and post-Panic, how much that makes sense and works so well in this fic. The whole end, oh my god, I was just reading with my heart stuck in my throat. How do you even do it? ♥♥♥

[subterrain]

Oh man, thank you! Is it wrong that I just want to gush about how the last story I read of yours has not left my head in the past three days? You ~~inspire~ me!

[softlyforgotten]

♥ You are seriously the darlingest, hi! :D I am ~inspired~ right back off this, though, you write them so well. *__*

[subterrain]

Everything always ends in hugs on my end of town, I promise! Hugs, or handholding. OR BOTH. :D

[lemonsherry]

I love how you know how to perfectly translate all of the world's muddled emotions into beautiful language.

[estei]

One year later and I just realized where the title is from. Pretty goddamn appropriate, I'd say.

Shit dude, I love this even more now. Is that weird? Like a spiced soup that tastes better the next day.