So back in April
pynk_spyder and I decided that there should be fic about Clint Barmes playing matchmaker for Matt Holliday and Troy Tulowitzki. This is what came out of my brain; apologies for any awfulness. (Sincerest apologies to all boys featured for the destruction of their characters. Jeff Francis in particular now owns my soul.)
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i'm not sure any of this is going to sound right, but i just...i, well, adore the whole pace, and style, and magic that this fic is. i love that clint and todd are completely together and don't care who knows. i love that todd is so todd and gets everything he wants. i love that troy's so obviously in love with matt and so persistently sure that matt can't possibly like him back. i love that matt, when todd tells him that clint and troy were making out doesn't even react. and best of all, i love that you wrote it. because it made my day. because i'm not going to lie, but i've had a pretty crappy day, and i was so happy to find this when i got home that i might have cried...
oh, and? i love these boys :D
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Thanks for reading.
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I might have woken up my roommates from laughing so hard. You write some fantastic crack, woman. Clint and his (brilliant) schemes are amazingly funny, and Troy...ah, Troy, bless your heart for going along with anything Clint comes up with. ♥
“No, I mean like-like. Like-” Clint pauses to gasp as Helton bites down. “Like wants to fuck his brains out.”
“Doesn’t everyone?” Helton repeats. He taps Clint’s hip. “Turn around.”
That Todd fellow is a wise, wise man.
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