You're starting to fill out the snapshots? That's really great. A beautiful little story. Especially because no-one ever thinks about the small changes Dean lived through (like only being able to smell sulfur) after he finally left hell behind. Good job!
I'm totally stuck on my hoodietime prompt fic so I figured I might as well get started on these. They're going to be snapshots of Dean's time in hell and after he got back. I may make it the deaf!Dean from my Christmas story, but I haven't decided yet. I'm glad you enjoyed and you are right. Dean's lost huge things, but all the little things add up too.
Awww, now I want to hug him. Or more accurately make Sam hug him. MORE HUGS! Good job - I love the use of the sense of smell to kind of underline how difficult it is for Dean right after Hell. ^_^
If it's okay, can I point out a typo? The fire lit with it’s usual satisfying whoosh... 'it's' should be 'its'. ^_^
Please, please point out typos! Fixed thank you! And yes, hugs. The boys may get some before the prompts are done. Some will be wincest hopefully. I don't really have it all planned out yet. Thanks for the lovely comment and I'm glad you enjoyed. The sense of smell is supposed to be one that's closely linked to memory and smoke and ash and sulfur are things that Dean's never going to forget.
Oh Dean! I Like how he forces himself to breath outside the tunnel, even though the air feels the same, and I think the end really gets at how the Sam'n'Dean relationship started to crumble- just those little misunderstandings.
I'm so glad you enjoyed! The thought of Dean sucking in cold, clear air and have it still feel like hot smoke just caught me. The boy just keeps dealing and dealing with everything awful that's happened to him and keeps on going. And yes, misunderstandings can lead to such awful things. Thanks for the lovely comment!
Oh, this is beautiful - the way you have Dean teeters on those memories and draws himself back is done subtly and for that reason it's even more effective.
Dean's always teetering on the edge of something and yet he almost never falls. And he keeps himself from falling, there's rarely anyone else there for him. Subtle's not my usual thing, but with the 1000 word limit in these snapshots I'm trying to restrain myself! I'm so glad you enjoyed and thanks for the nice comment!
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If it's okay, can I point out a typo? The fire lit with it’s usual satisfying whoosh... 'it's' should be 'its'. ^_^
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