all right... this is my very first remix, so please excuse me if i gush all over your fic.
let me be honest with you -- i almost designated my john/dean stories my safe ones because i wasn't sure what people would make of them. it's kind of a fringe pairing though, as i'm sure you know, so i figured what the hell -- no one's gonna touch them with a ten foot pole, right?
i'm so so so glad i was wrong. i love this with a passion -- you have wonderful, subtle characterizations and an awesome play on the original interplay between john and dean in my story. The way that you used this to illuminate the relationship between john and sam though -- that had my heart in my throat, particularly this part: Christ. He’d give anything to be stunned that his isn’t the first Winchester cock Dean’s had, but he isn’t. When John realizes he’s actually picturing it in his head, he fumbles, shocked, and the hot wash of shame makes him come. also with dean's necklace at the end. i love the vivid metaphors too:
Dean’s eyes are Mary’s plus a toothache; a murky, smoky green. They’re like some upset stomach of a sea John will never lay eyes on in a part of the world where they snack on olives and parmesan slivers instead of pretzels and nacho dip.
also the way you mixed my own lines in with the flow of your words was flattering and totally tickled me pink. all in all, awesome job, and thank you so so much!
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Date: 2008-04-20 06:43 am (UTC)let me be honest with you -- i almost designated my john/dean stories my safe ones because i wasn't sure what people would make of them. it's kind of a fringe pairing though, as i'm sure you know, so i figured what the hell -- no one's gonna touch them with a ten foot pole, right?
i'm so so so glad i was wrong. i love this with a passion -- you have wonderful, subtle characterizations and an awesome play on the original interplay between john and dean in my story. The way that you used this to illuminate the relationship between john and sam though -- that had my heart in my throat, particularly this part: Christ. He’d give anything to be stunned that his isn’t the first Winchester cock Dean’s had, but he isn’t. When John realizes he’s actually picturing it in his head, he fumbles, shocked, and the hot wash of shame makes him come. also with dean's necklace at the end. i love the vivid metaphors too:
Dean’s eyes are Mary’s plus a toothache; a murky, smoky green. They’re like some upset stomach of a sea John will never lay eyes on in a part of the world where they snack on olives and parmesan slivers instead of pretzels and nacho dip.
also the way you mixed my own lines in with the flow of your words was flattering and totally tickled me pink. all in all, awesome job, and thank you so so much!