Compromise (I Remember You Well) 4/4

[writerbunny]

Title: Compromise (I Remember You Well)

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Dan/Walter

Warnings: AU, post-GN (spoilers for same)

Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.

Summary: What if Rorschach had decided differently in the wreckage of Karnak? Why would he make such a choice, and what would it mean for himself, Daniel and Veidt's brave new world?

Author's Notes:

Comments

[natureslove]

Wow, I wish Rorschach had come back. This was wonderful. I hope you either write a shit load of one-shots or atleast another multi-chapter fic. Brava my friend, I tip my hat to you.

[xkidrogue]

Oh... My god... That's it... That's... the end.... It's positively heartbreaking... Especially if one has the song playing in the background... I love it... But I want to hate it... But I can't... I can't help but love it... It's astonishing... You're great in skill. I bow before you... *bows*

Hope to see more from you in the future. <33

[writerbunny]

Wow, I've rendered you elliptical! \o/

Oh, I definitely have something else in the works. Thanks for commenting!

[i_am_your_spy]

*wibble*

That was absolutely wonderful. Sad as hell, but entirely perfect.

[writerbunny]

*\o/*

Thanks for stopping by, Spy! (Now you'll excuse me if I go and reread your epic, in which there is an actual HAPPY ENDING ARGH.)

[hflepf_cnpt]

I've followed this since it started and just wow...When Walter [Rorschach?] died...It just made me sad. But at least you did it well. You do the fandom good, that you do...

I like your way of death muuuch better than Jon's way...stupid Jon.

[writerbunny]

Yeah, that big blue douche. >.<

Glad you liked it!

[tricksta_anne]

That was absolutely terrific, even though the fic makes my heart break and weep. My goodness. Ob-la-di ob-la-da will now remind me of Rorschach dying now...or it will just have this sad tone now. Aww, gosh. I want to cry -sniff- Uhm, anyway. Just want to say that that this line,

He thought that, after three years, he could simply remember Rorschach as a fond memory (blind whispers over freckled skin in a cold hotel room, kisses sweet with summer peaches, a flat monotone chasing shadows away) and as nothing else. He thought he could do that. He should have known better.

I <3 it. The blind whispers part really caught my attention. I could really imagine Dan lying down with Walter (or should I say, Rorschach? Hurm.) in some cheap motel room or something just whispering to him...and stuff. Anyway, great story. Hope to read more of your stories ^^

[writerbunny]

Aw, don't cry! *gives tissues* The Beatles lend themselves well to melancholy, is all.

Thanks for commenting!