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[whereupon]

And Back Again
by whereupon
Supernatural: Sam/Dean, early-ish seasons, nc-17, 2,900 words.
They both know the danger of ritual.
lavinialavender made this much better than it was, once more.

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[pinkwithoutplot]

"They've got each other, they've got that car black as the underworld, maybe they don't need an end. Like I said, endings are only ever lies, anyway: turn the page, keep going. There's always a story there, even if it hasn't been written yet.)"

I can't even begin to tell you how in love I am with your work. You've taken the essence of everything that is wonderful about this show and these characters and distilled it into this glorious little snapshot. And not only that but you manage to nail the nature of stories and writing and myth-making too:

"But there's a difference between a writer and a story: you can tell lies about the one, but if you try to do the same with the other, it falls flat. Rings hollow, dead. You know, when it happens.

This is not a lie. This is a story."

And of course the heart of it for me:

"Could be anybody, almost.

But it's not. It's them."

PERFECT. I can only offer you my awe and thanks <3

[whereupon]

And such beautiful things those are, that you've said here -- thank you, so much, for this. It made my morning. <3

[whereupon]

I kind of think I should maybe apologize for that, you know? But, still, I'm glad it worked -- so glad that it got that right, that these are the right characters and for the right reasons and . . .

Love YOU.

[lavinialavender]

Hee. Yes, the comment above mine is exactly the response I expected for this fic. ♥

Because this is true: there's never been somebody else for either of them, no matter how many times they tried, how close it seemed. I'll die for you never sounded the same from anybody else's mouth -- as if anybody else ever had occasion to say it, which they didn't.

So what is this, you say, sex? Fucking? Making love? And I say yes, pick any of the above, or make up a new one, choose your favorite verb. It's one hell of a line to cross, but they've been crossing lines all their damn lives; they live outside of lines. Without boundaries, where it comes to each other, which is every damn second of every damn minute of every damn hour, and so on, you get the point.

Yes.

[whereupon]

Thank you very much, again, for making this better! (And for believing it worth posting, in the first place.) ♥

[lavinialavender]

Always.

[runedgirl]

This.....is so them. Thank you for the gorgeous storytelling :)

[whereupon]

I'm so glad that it seemed right for them! Thank you for the lovely note. :)

[galwithglasses]

The written images here are amazing. The third person really works so well.

[whereupon]

Thank you, very much! I'm delighted that this was effective, and that you enjoyed it. :)