First of all, I'm so sorry it took me this long to reply! RL is doing unpleasant things. I didn't even realize someone filled a prompt of mine till just now.
Second, ohmygod, you did fill my prompt! And in such a beautiful and clutch-my-chest-and-burst-into-tears way, too. You gave me too young and too early grown up, not appropriately clothed, hungry, on their own, full of love, messed up, desperately and hopelessly fallen for each other Sam and Dean. Both so intertwined that one can't be sure where one stops and the other begins. Being everything the other could ever want. Holy fuck. I love you.
Third, your prose is so intense it almost has a poetic edge to it. If I was quoting all my favorite parts to you I'd be sitting here all day, but I have to mention a few of the things that blew me away. The whole part about Sam not wanting to outgrow Dean and what the two of them have created for themselves felt like a punch to the gut. (Actually, I choked up not even halfway through that paragraph, just, ugh, my heart!) It's the perfect piece of writing. For that alone I'll be forever grateful. And then you made Sam obsess about Dean's freckles and you had Sammy's bones ache and holy shit, the trust!kink, and just, everything. This whole fic. It's. I'll stop the battle for coherency, it doesn't get me anywhere. I love this. (Should be Love with a Capital L. Capital everything.) Now I have something to remember, too.
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First of all, I'm so sorry it took me this long to reply! RL is doing unpleasant things. I didn't even realize someone filled a prompt of mine till just now.
Second, ohmygod, you did fill my prompt! And in such a beautiful and clutch-my-chest-and-burst-into-tears way, too. You gave me too young and too early grown up, not appropriately clothed, hungry, on their own, full of love, messed up, desperately and hopelessly fallen for each other Sam and Dean. Both so intertwined that one can't be sure where one stops and the other begins. Being everything the other could ever want. Holy fuck. I love you.
Third, your prose is so intense it almost has a poetic edge to it. If I was quoting all my favorite parts to you I'd be sitting here all day, but I have to mention a few of the things that blew me away. The whole part about Sam not wanting to outgrow Dean and what the two of them have created for themselves felt like a punch to the gut. (Actually, I choked up not even halfway through that paragraph, just, ugh, my heart!) It's the perfect piece of writing. For that alone I'll be forever grateful. And then you made Sam obsess about Dean's freckles and you had Sammy's bones ache and holy shit, the trust!kink, and just, everything. This whole fic. It's. I'll stop the battle for coherency, it doesn't get me anywhere. I love this. (Should be Love with a Capital L. Capital everything.) Now I have something to remember, too.
Thank you. ♥.