Fic: Fade Away (The Day After Tomorrow, Brian/J.D., PG)

[carolinecrane]

This is an early birthday present for lectryx, because she encourages my obsessions by posting rather lovely, hi-res images of the Woobies of Destiny just for me. Also, she blames me for her Day After Tomorrow fic jones requested some birthday fic

Comments

[carolinecrane]

You write his genius better than me ::cough::writesomeficalready::cough:: but thanks, I'm glad he sounded Brian-y. I only write these two for our personal amusement, so as long as you're happy, I'm happy. Well, and lectryx, of course, since she's the birthday girl and all.

[carolinecrane]

Yay! Only don't hurry on my account, because I have to leave in three hours.

Give it time and I'm sure there will be more people in the fandom. But it was ours first. ::hugs it tight::

[oh_mumble]

Eee! So much with the love! And they're on the couch! The couch of love and smooshiness! And also, just what I needed after flicking through the novelisation of the film, because I was feeling the need to bleach my brain out. Woobielove is far preferable, though :)

[carolinecrane]

I want to bronze the Woobie of Destiny couch and put it in my house. If only I were as fabulously wealthy as I sometimes pretend I am. Alas.

Do I want to ask about the novelization? I probably don't want to know, do I? But curiosity is killing me. Damn.

[oh_mumble]

Oh, god. The novelisation. It's the only time I've ever thought that burning a book was a *good* idea. Whitley Streiber might have come up with the film concept, but he's murdered the storyline. It's half-written in thoughts and feelings, which is something I usually love, but this? Gah! It's painful. It's badfic.

'They kissed deeper, tasting of each other's body and soul, and where their lips met, the storm and death stopped. The little couple, entwined in each other's arms, were like a blazing comet that would push back the north wind and sweep the snows aside...'::stabs:: Burn it, burn it

[carolinecrane]

Oh dear God. Poor you, having to read all that purple prose. I swear to all that is holy that like 75% of the fiction out there these days is badfic. Look at all the novelisations from TV shows that are complete crap.

But I do think it's cool that J.D./Brian is canon even in the book. They are woobies of destiny, after all. And I'm just going to ignore that other bit because that shit's just wrong.

[lectryx]

squeeee!
woobies!
thank you so much! i'm sorry this comment is so late, but i haven't gotten on the internet in DAYS! (for me... that is a very long time... combatted bordom today by reading two whole novels... so bored and so very angry at my computer for kicking the bucket)

i loved the fic. i was thinking of writing a missing scene brian/jd fic as well... but, as always, your fics are better than anything i could imagine.

woobies are canon. doesn't matter whether they intended them to be or not.

thank you again. woobies!

[jb_slasher]

They're a whole equation all on their own, and there's a part of him that's almost glad he got stuck in New York.
Though I love the whole of this, I love this part the most. *sigh*

[exitsign]

I still haven't seen this movie. Remind me to rent it when it comes out on DVD.

These two are adorable. So, so adorable. And so teenaged. I love how, in the face of the entire world being turned upside -down, they're just reaching out for something close to normal. It's like... with older people you could almost bet that there's going to be some sort of bitterness/anger/depression going on but since they're just kids it's like they can't really function on that level. Or something. I just really like how they are. How they stick together and try to find something to be happy about even when there really isn't much. ::shrug::

This story was lovely and sweet and perfect it made my chest hurt. I just want to wrap it up and put it in my pocket and carry it around with my forever. Because this is how life should be, how all people should be -- trying to find something to be happy about even when the world is totally and completely fucked up and there's hardly enough hope to hope for. Wonderful job.