Re: Harry Potter; Remus/Sirius; PG; First (Kiss), Mapsangeldylan628January 9 2011, 04:13:38 UTC
This is perfect! Very different from how I would have imagined their first kiss, but totally in a good way. It brings new light to the dynamic. And I really loved your Sirius. He felt spot on. Thank you so much for this! :)
Re: Community; Jeff/Annie (maps); night turns to whatever we want , pg-13poppypickleJanuary 8 2011, 01:10:15 UTC
Ahhhh I love it so much. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Want to know a secret? I have never read any Jeff/Annie fic even though I ship them. But I knew yours would be good so I clicked.
Now, ten hours later, two state lines behind, she’s sprawled across the bed as if she had always belonged in a dingy motel room, wearing nothing but one of the shirts he bought in the little shop downstairs, ugly and cheap as fuck, but delicious on her, sliding up her upper thighs as if the goddamned thing was alive, and incapable of not rubbing itself against Annie’s delicious skin.
Re: Community; Jeff/Annie (maps); night turns to whatever we want , pg-13angeldylan628January 9 2011, 04:20:22 UTC
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(Is there a way to make a fainting emoticon? If there is, imagine it's right here)
This was fantastic. Everything I love about them and their dynamic. I wanted to quote my favorite parts, but I realized if I italicized the whole fic it wouldn't fit into a comment. And can I just say...a lot of people can do Annie justice, but it takes real talent to really bring Jeff to life. So judging by this ficlet, you have more real talent in your pinky finger than most of get in a lifetime.
Thank you for writing this! More importantly, thank you for being so awesome. And for shipping things that I ship too. I don't know what I would do without your fics.
(And now I'm unnerved that I still lack a Jeff/Annie icon.)
Lost, Alex/Richard, mapsgemjamJanuary 7 2011, 18:56:39 UTC
Alex doesn’t see what’s so great about progress. Sometimes she’s kind of sickened that this is the world she always dreamed of seeing. She said that she wanted to make it on her own, and she is and she can, but she ends up back here anyway. She ends up on Richard’s doorstep, not because she can’t live in this world, but sort of because she won’t.
She’s grateful that he’s not a total bastard about it. He has every right to be smug. But she wanted to try. She wanted to make her own friends, and have her own adventures and experience it all first hand. She wanted more than a map on a wall. Now she craves for simpler times.
It’s not as if she’s a total failure, and maybe that’s why he isn’t laughing in her face. She did make friends, at the night school where she took courses. One girl in particular, Gina, had become somewhat of a kindred spirit with her, and they’d even planned a road trip together, a wonderful adventure.
The day they were due to leave, Alex had brought a map. Gina had laughed, saying something about how very quaint,
( ... )
Re: Lost, Alex/Richard, mapsangeldylan628January 9 2011, 04:28:30 UTC
This was a beautiful story. I think you really handled the pains of growing up in Alex's shoes well, especially the conflict between the world she imagined and the one that actually exists.
Gina had laughed, saying something about how very quaint, and then went about setting the satnav. Alex felt tears brimming up in her eyes. She didn’t want a computer to tell her where to go anymore than she wanted an adult to do it.
I feel Alex's pain. This is exactly the kind of thought I was having when I read about maps falling out of favor. It helps me cope to know I'm not alone. Even if I'm coping through a fictional character.
I loved how Richard tied into her whole struggle and she learned to reconcile the two worlds through Richard's existence.
This was wonderful! Thank you so much for writing it! :)
Re: Lost, Alex/Richard, mapsgemjamJanuary 9 2011, 10:22:09 UTC
Thank you so much, I'm really glad that you liked this. Alex's feelings in this might be pretty much exactly my feelings on the matter, so I'm definitely with you on that. And Alex does seem like she'd see the world in a very interesting way. Thank you so much for the kind words ♥
Hush - Grey's Anatomy: Cristina/Burke (& Cristina/Owen) - Maps - PG-13 (Spoilers for 7.11 - Disarm)hitlikehammersJanuary 8 2011, 03:51:36 UTC
The sirens feel louder, from here. The man with the bike goes white, a little grey in the shadows, the light, and she tries not to think in terms of triage and bleeders and bullet-holes, because the whole of it spikes in her pulse, dries in her mouth, clenches in her fists and crumples the pamphlet, the little color map with the star where the Needle’s meant to be
( ... )
I literally have no words for this. I've read a lot of Grey's fic but you're one of the few people who's manager to capture Cristina's character so perfectly. Your prose is so very beautiful and I loved how this week's episode tied into it.
The second thing she does is touch the ring on her finger, wrap her hand around the band and squeeze until her pulse thrums through the metal, until she can remember, until she knows with a certainty that time has passed and bridges have burned, that gunshot wounds are different now, and she’s a woman he wouldn't recognize: hers is not the same heart he’d wanted, wasted years ago.
She is not the same person who stood to marry Preston Burke.
Cristina/Burke will always break my heart for this reason. Too much has changed for her. Too many wounds would be opened if she did go back. And yet...I can't help but continue to hope for this ship even thought it's sunk this far.
Lost: Jack/Sawyer - Angstily Ever Afteralliecat8January 8 2011, 06:14:52 UTC
She would always be between them, Juliet's ghost, but Jack had been the first on the island for Sawyer (he didn't count the tryst with Kate because it never involved who she and he really were; it never contained the Truth) and now he would be the last. They knew this because they'd finally understood what true love was, it was forgiveness; and all the other things that came with it - desire, the long hard fight to get to the essence of one another, even trust - those were the trimming, the bonus that came with a relationship that was meant to be
( ... )
This is an interesting take on their relationship. I like the idea of Juliet lingering between them. It's a very realistic strain to put on a relationship. And I like that they're strong enough to actually deal with it.
Thank you for this fic! It was an awesome read! I was really hoping someone would write me Jack/Sawyer as I've been craving them so I'm so glad you decided to.
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Want to know a secret? I have never read any Jeff/Annie fic even though I ship them. But I knew yours would be good so I clicked.
Now, ten hours later, two state lines behind, she’s sprawled across the bed as if she had always belonged in a dingy motel room, wearing nothing but one of the shirts he bought in the little shop downstairs, ugly and cheap as fuck, but delicious on her, sliding up her upper thighs as if the goddamned thing was alive, and incapable of not rubbing itself against Annie’s delicious skin.
And now I'm all hot and bothered...;-)
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(Is there a way to make a fainting emoticon? If there is, imagine it's right here)
This was fantastic. Everything I love about them and their dynamic. I wanted to quote my favorite parts, but I realized if I italicized the whole fic it wouldn't fit into a comment. And can I just say...a lot of people can do Annie justice, but it takes real talent to really bring Jeff to life. So judging by this ficlet, you have more real talent in your pinky finger than most of get in a lifetime.
Thank you for writing this! More importantly, thank you for being so awesome. And for shipping things that I ship too. I don't know what I would do without your fics.
(And now I'm unnerved that I still lack a Jeff/Annie icon.)
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She’s grateful that he’s not a total bastard about it. He has every right to be smug. But she wanted to try. She wanted to make her own friends, and have her own adventures and experience it all first hand. She wanted more than a map on a wall. Now she craves for simpler times.
It’s not as if she’s a total failure, and maybe that’s why he isn’t laughing in her face. She did make friends, at the night school where she took courses. One girl in particular, Gina, had become somewhat of a kindred spirit with her, and they’d even planned a road trip together, a wonderful adventure.
The day they were due to leave, Alex had brought a map. Gina had laughed, saying something about how very quaint, ( ... )
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Gina had laughed, saying something about how very quaint, and then went about setting the satnav. Alex felt tears brimming up in her eyes. She didn’t want a computer to tell her where to go anymore than she wanted an adult to do it.
I feel Alex's pain. This is exactly the kind of thought I was having when I read about maps falling out of favor. It helps me cope to know I'm not alone. Even if I'm coping through a fictional character.
I loved how Richard tied into her whole struggle and she learned to reconcile the two worlds through Richard's existence.
This was wonderful! Thank you so much for writing it! :)
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The second thing she does is touch the ring on her finger, wrap her hand around the band and squeeze until her pulse thrums through the metal, until she can remember, until she knows with a certainty that time has passed and bridges have burned, that gunshot wounds are different now, and she’s a woman he wouldn't recognize: hers is not the same heart he’d wanted, wasted years ago.
She is not the same person who stood to marry Preston Burke.
Cristina/Burke will always break my heart for this reason. Too much has changed for her. Too many wounds would be opened if she did go back. And yet...I can't help but continue to hope for this ship even thought it's sunk this far.
Thank you for this fic! It was an awesome read!
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Thank you for this fic! It was an awesome read! I was really hoping someone would write me Jack/Sawyer as I've been craving them so I'm so glad you decided to.
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