Fic: Free the Sparrows From the Tips of Your Fingers (Arthur/Eames)

[siliconearth]

Comments

[bat_hawk]

Oh, wow, this is really lovely!

[siliconearth]

Thanks a million!

[danglingdingle]

brb, crying my fucking eyes out.

...there, not better, but able to type;

First of Fuck you Cobb! And Yusuf? Go fuck yourself.

I'm sorry, I'm just really sensitive about stories about mental issues, and this hit home like nobody's business. I ache. I fucking ACHE for Eames to get better, any day now, and I wish to any deity that is willing to listen, that Arthur will have the patience to wait.

I just... The writing is fantastic. It's so touching I can feel it clasping its fingers around my heart with each word.

Eames. Oh darling, darling Eames. And good gods! Arthur!

[siliconearth]

sorry for making you cry >tissues<
I'm sensitive about mental issues too. That's why I needed to write this.
Thank you so much for your lovely feedback bb. :)

[vock]

I love the slightly dysfunctional air between Arthur and Eames that things do not have to go back to how they used to be to get better. What they have now is lovely and tender yet empowering in its own way. It looks melancholic, but feels absolutely beautiful.

[siliconearth]

yes the lack of a need to fix what can't be fixed is what I was trying to convey in the last few paras of this fic, and I was scared as hell that I wasn't doing it right :) thank you so much!