This is absolutely stunning. Visceral and softly muted at the same time, hopeful but bittersweet. I love this so very much -- one of those pieces I will enjoy reading again and again. Thank you for sharing :)
Thank you! This is the first time I've written anything for Supernatural, so I was thrilled to hear that you liked it. Dean and Sam, you know. Sort of irresistible.
This is just. Gorgeous. It feels like a memory, like something familiar and worn in that I take out just to feel it seeping back to me. Just so so wonderful.
Thank you; I'm really glad you liked it! I'm also all kinds of anxious about what's going to happen to them next, because how can anyone imagine one of them without the other, for good?
He had done it before Sam left and he did it after Sam came back, as if he was always ready to wake up one morning alone again.
God, that hurts.
And the rest of it, too, the loneliness that Dean has clung to his whole life and the loneliness that Sam fears to look forward too once/if Dean is gone.
And this:
They drive into the hills, under their shadows, gaining elevation slowly, and Sam wonders what kind of secrets are resting between those trees, in places always dark and quiet, wonders what they’ll find and how he’ll keep himself from forgetting, if he’ll have to.
...is so heart-breakingly descriptive. The world, and Sam: if Dean dies, he'll be alone in it, and these are things he will have to learn on his own.
Dean kills me with how little he values himself, and, yes, how he can save Sam's life but can't protect him from the kind of loneliness Dean's become familiar with, in the end.
To echo the rest of fandom: oh, Dean. Which is all to say, thank you, I'm so pleased this came across to you that well.
Dean would: he still wears shirts that belonged to their dad, listens to the same songs, and Sam, Sam who has already let the imprints of both his parents fade, Sam will be damned if he lets his brother go the same way.
Oh.
*wipes eyes* That's just utterly, utterly lovely. A quiet little love-letter to Sam's affection and determination and guilt and fear and hope. Just beautiful.
A quiet little love-letter That's exactly what this was written as, so I'm really glad you thought so. Thank you. :x Those brothers and their issues, man. So devastating and wonderful at the same time.
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God, that hurts.
And the rest of it, too, the loneliness that Dean has clung to his whole life and the loneliness that Sam fears to look forward too once/if Dean is gone.
And this:
They drive into the hills, under their shadows, gaining elevation slowly, and Sam wonders what kind of secrets are resting between those trees, in places always dark and quiet, wonders what they’ll find and how he’ll keep himself from forgetting, if he’ll have to.
...is so heart-breakingly descriptive. The world, and Sam: if Dean dies, he'll be alone in it, and these are things he will have to learn on his own.
Bellisima.
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To echo the rest of fandom: oh, Dean. Which is all to say, thank you, I'm so pleased this came across to you that well.
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Oh.
*wipes eyes*
That's just utterly, utterly lovely. A quiet little love-letter to Sam's affection and determination and guilt and fear and hope. Just beautiful.
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That's exactly what this was written as, so I'm really glad you thought so. Thank you. :x Those brothers and their issues, man. So devastating and wonderful at the same time.
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