I just wasted my entire night on this, and I do not regret that one bit. I adore pretty much every single thing about this story.
For some reason, I really like the thought of Jensen carrying a lighter from the drummer of Rise Against, not sure why, but it's now my personal reality that he's got that lighter sitting in his pocket right now. But also, after the mention of that (the band, I mean), it made a connection in my head as Jared's Tim being Tim McIlrath, and then I just couldn't unsee it, and it made the sex between them all weird and mindblowing in my brain, lol.
One of his roommates, Aldis, is hosting a video game tournament in the living room Oh, he would, wouldn't he, lol.
Also, I've got to say this, and I'm not sure if it'll even come out right at all, since i's kind of one of those things that work in my head, but not out in words. I like how this feels so original and... kind of like it's in a league of it's own, like I can't really imagine myself ever comparing this fic to another one, or vice versa. But at the same time, it manages to offer up all the comforts that (honestly) I've come to expect and need in any really great J2 fic. There's the banter between them that's almost Winchester-like in how well they really know each other. There's Chris and Steve, mentions of Mac and Jeff, a nice healthy dose of failed Chad/Sophia, they were all little injections that gave me what I needed, while the rest of your plot didn't mindlessly bore me with echoes of that other fic I read that other time, you know? Anyhow.... there's that. ♥
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For some reason, I really like the thought of Jensen carrying a lighter from the drummer of Rise Against, not sure why, but it's now my personal reality that he's got that lighter sitting in his pocket right now. But also, after the mention of that (the band, I mean), it made a connection in my head as Jared's Tim being Tim McIlrath, and then I just couldn't unsee it, and it made the sex between them all weird and mindblowing in my brain, lol.
One of his roommates, Aldis, is hosting a video game tournament in the living room
Oh, he would, wouldn't he, lol.
Also, I've got to say this, and I'm not sure if it'll even come out right at all, since i's kind of one of those things that work in my head, but not out in words. I like how this feels so original and... kind of like it's in a league of it's own, like I can't really imagine myself ever comparing this fic to another one, or vice versa. But at the same time, it manages to offer up all the comforts that (honestly) I've come to expect and need in any really great J2 fic. There's the banter between them that's almost Winchester-like in how well they really know each other. There's Chris and Steve, mentions of Mac and Jeff, a nice healthy dose of failed Chad/Sophia, they were all little injections that gave me what I needed, while the rest of your plot didn't mindlessly bore me with echoes of that other fic I read that other time, you know? Anyhow.... there's that. ♥