So good to see you (and to have TS fic from you!!)!!
!!!!! !!!!! !!!!!
And you even inspire me to *say* stuff at length here, which is... well, I dunno. Makes me happy, since I can't seem to talk much lately without massive planning in advance, like making sure I have GPS and buying three weeks' worth of supplies and hiring a pack llama or something, and I usually give up and go back home before the front door even really closes behind me.
This is... ah, delicious is the word I think of first, which may sound like a weird word for something covering such a serious thing, but I can't help it. :-) Your writing (always, always) and the whole lovely fic; the way it handles both guys' emotions and misconceptions and getting-it-rights and the way they finally both arrive at the same place; Jim with his looks (okay, I guess there's more than one meaning to that :-). but in this case, the looks he's giving Blair that are driving Blair nuts); and those pats to Blair's cheek, and Blair ducking his head and blushing; and Jim's "heartbreaking, wide-open grin"; and just... yeah. So yeah. So very yeah.
I love Blair recognizing that his attitude toward his research got more and more personal, wanting to show off his (wonderful phrase) "beautiful, fragile superman" and his awareness that it was also a big mistake to not react more effectively to Sid's first phone call, to just hope that telling him to stop would be enough and Jim wouldn't need to know about it. It's one of my favorite things about TS, that both guys screw up, each in their own inimitable ways, and don't always react well to the other guy's screw-ups, and this is just... okay, I keep using inappropriate words, but it's lovely to me, the screw-up and the whole, real, complicated-but-simple aftermath. And Blair screws up often enough in canon, but he always does take responsibility for it, and I love that this is Blair taking responsibility for it but Jim thinks he's doing it out of love, and Blair *would've* done it out of love, and... yeah, lovely. Complicated but simple. You make me happy. :-)
So does this:
And there was no way Blair was going to survive this—the constant, drugging pleasure of Jim's cock slick-sliding in and out, or the way Jim was looking at him with such love—Jesus, so much love—all right there on display, as if Jim didn't even care that Blair could see it
Sweet heat and Jim without walls and Blair hit hard by Jim without walls, for *him*...
::beams at both you and your fic, with much happiness::
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!!!!! !!!!! !!!!!
And you even inspire me to *say* stuff at length here, which is... well, I dunno. Makes me happy, since I can't seem to talk much lately without massive planning in advance, like making sure I have GPS and buying three weeks' worth of supplies and hiring a pack llama or something, and I usually give up and go back home before the front door even really closes behind me.
This is... ah, delicious is the word I think of first, which may sound like a weird word for something covering such a serious thing, but I can't help it. :-) Your writing (always, always) and the whole lovely fic; the way it handles both guys' emotions and misconceptions and getting-it-rights and the way they finally both arrive at the same place; Jim with his looks (okay, I guess there's more than one meaning to that :-). but in this case, the looks he's giving Blair that are driving Blair nuts); and those pats to Blair's cheek, and Blair ducking his head and blushing; and Jim's "heartbreaking, wide-open grin"; and just... yeah. So yeah. So very yeah.
I love Blair recognizing that his attitude toward his research got more and more personal, wanting to show off his (wonderful phrase) "beautiful, fragile superman" and his awareness that it was also a big mistake to not react more effectively to Sid's first phone call, to just hope that telling him to stop would be enough and Jim wouldn't need to know about it. It's one of my favorite things about TS, that both guys screw up, each in their own inimitable ways, and don't always react well to the other guy's screw-ups, and this is just... okay, I keep using inappropriate words, but it's lovely to me, the screw-up and the whole, real, complicated-but-simple aftermath. And Blair screws up often enough in canon, but he always does take responsibility for it, and I love that this is Blair taking responsibility for it but Jim thinks he's doing it out of love, and Blair *would've* done it out of love, and... yeah, lovely. Complicated but simple. You make me happy. :-)
So does this:
And there was no way Blair was going to survive this—the constant, drugging pleasure of Jim's cock slick-sliding in and out, or the way Jim was looking at him with such love—Jesus, so much love—all right there on display, as if Jim didn't even care that Blair could see it
Sweet heat and Jim without walls and Blair hit hard by Jim without walls, for *him*...
::beams at both you and your fic, with much happiness::