"The Centre Cannot Hold" for anisapologist

[almostforgiven]

Title: The Centre Cannot Hold
Rating: NC17
Character/Pairing: Michael/Lincoln
Requested by: anisapologist
Summary: Finally, Lincoln did get it. Everything fell into place. His brother didn’t want him to pay in pain, or hurt, or blood. Michael didn’t want his guilt. He wanted… something else.

Comments

[coppala]

Because until Michael blamed Lincoln, he could not forgive him.

What a great line. :)

Very nice work. I love the inclusion of Yeats - it just works really well for the mood of this piece. Well done!

[coppala]

Thanks, I'm glad you liked that line. I wasn't sure if it made sense for a while.

[fiddleyoumust]

I love this. I love you. It all works out.

[fiddleyoumust]

Well, aren't you just a loving person?

[anisapologist]

Loved it! :) Very hot and angsty...thanks for this!

[anisapologist]

I was glad to write it. I won't lie and say your prompt didn't give me a headache, but I got over it. I think.

[thelana]

I have to do this quick. A certain someone is coming over. Basically I adored it a lot *especially* the motivations. Love the whole thing about how Lincoln was ok with falling, but the way he falls, with the conspiracy, pissed him off enough for him to be against it.

Love dense!Linc trying to find explanations for the kiss and not getting what Michael wants. Love the whole, almost plotty scene with the first kiss and Michael of course knowing an escape (and Lincoln of course having an indefinitely more stupid idea about how to solve things).

I'm loving roughly a truckload of sentences, especially the underlying motive ones. Darn!

Lincoln would take two lifetimes of falls, and sometimes felt like he had, just to keep his baby brother from ever knowing the pull of gravity.

And:

Linc was insanely proud that the word ‘failure’ didn’t feature in Michael’s vocabulary. He was willing to fail for them both.

And of course random details like:

Lincoln knew how this was done in prison. Bite your pillow and pray for the best. But for

[thelana]

Well thanks for such a thought out comment. Those are the best kind. My prompt was Linc feeling guilty that Michael gave up his life for him. With smut.

So, yeah, guilt was kinda word for the day when I wrote it.

Also, I liked the pillow biting bit, myself. It makes me giggle. I don't know why. It just does.

[thelana]

Also, I liked the pillow biting bit, myself. It makes me giggle. I don't know why. It just does.

Maybe it's the mental image of Lincoln doing it ;D It sure cracks me up :D

[thelana]

Big manly Linc. Biting a pillow. That's hot.

Almost as hot as Tweener biting a pillow. Almost.

Now I want to write about pillow biting.

[certainthings]

I liked Lincoln's resistance. But that he still wanted to for his Michael. God, I love them. Like a frickin' lot. And I loved the continued falling theme. Brava. Brava.

‘Did you know,’ Michael began, ‘That this lot was once owned by Abruzzi?’

Of course Lincoln didn’t know.

‘Did you know,’ Michael began moving away from the car, assuming that his brother followed, ‘that this lot was built on an old fall-out shelter?’

That bit reminded me of -

"What's the matter, Othello - jealous? Did you know there's a swimming pool under this floor? And did you know that *button* behind you causes this floor to open up? And did you further know that George Bailey is dancing right over that crack?" [From It's A Wonderful Life]

and one little thing

[certainthings]

He could fell the contrast between his own hipbones and the soft curve of Michael’s behind you've a bit of a typo there.

[certainthings]

Yeah, about the falling theme, I would have actually called it 'Fall' or something, but did you know how many fricken fics out there are called 'Fallen' 'Fall' 'Falling'??? Lots.

Thanks for the comment.