So! This is the fic that ate my brain - the Muse has not allowed me to work on anything else for the last two months. I wanted to write something short, snarky and bantery; instead, this came out dark and angsty and talkier than a Rohmer film. It's still a little rough but I wanted to get it out before the end of the year - call it my own fic
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This is going on my 'reread to feel warm and fuzzy' list.
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'reread to feel warm and fuzzy' list
hee! I have one of those too. Very good for cold wet days, like today is, here.
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PS Can I friend you? I really like what you've written so far.
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please, feel free to friend! more friends are always welcome!
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I really love the characterization (of course, Lee would consider his options, and of course, in the end, the decision would come to him naturally...)
“Kara, it’s too hard to think about this as the rest of my life. I just - I just want to be around next week when Gaeta wins his socks back from you. I want to figure out how to beat my father at sparring. I want to wake up next to you in the morning"
Perfect way of putting it; it's hard, considering the way they live, to make big plans for the future.
Thanks so much for sharing this fic! ;)
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it's hard, considering the way they live, to make big plans for the future
I think, sometimes, that big decisions are just made up of a lot of little decisions, and those are really what make up a life: all the moments that add up to love.
Thanks for the lovely comment!
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