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I want to carry your luggage until my shoulders ache by flipmontigirl (NC-17)
Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flipmontigirl
Author Website: LJ Memories
Why this must be read: Truthfully, I'm a little surprised thatflipmontigirl hasn't been recced before. I think she has a very unique voice in the Supernatural fandom and, like the other authors I have recced, has a talent for cutting to the heart of emotion and letting it all bleed out. Beautifully.
Where many authors embroider their fiction, sometimes to the point of gaudiness,flipmontigirl writes like haiku; spare, beautiful, insightful prose with no words wasted, each one a weapon straight to the brain--and the gut. So this is less a story (or stories) rec than an author rec. If you read and enjoy these pieces, I highly recommend you read everything she's written. She's fantastic in a fandom full of really excellent writers.
The two fics I'm reccing here are companion pieces (and at just over 1000 words each, they're quick, delightful reads) written at the end of the first season. The two pieces are from the alternating brother's POV and cover the space of a year; the year their relationship changes from love to love, the year they fall in love. But, as with all her stories, it's a very real kind of love, one that hurts and wounds as much as it elevates and heals.
One night Dean comes into their room smelling like pussy and lipstick. Sam doesn’t want to hit him, but it’s that one time too many, and he can’t help himself. Dean is limp and unresponsive, curled in on himself, smirking wider and more disturbingly with every punch, like this is exactly what he wanted, what he’s been fucking strangers for. This. Like it’s some sort of punishment. Only it’s not what this is. And Sam needs him to know. So he grabs his brother by the shoulders, shakes him, kisses him. Tasting the blood he spilt feels blasphemous.
And he says, You can’t. Not with anyone else. Promise me. You have to promise me.
And Dean tries to push him away, tries to and fails.
Sam says, Don’t. Don’t. I deserve this, he says, it’s the one thing I want. And I deserve it. After. After everything. I deserve to have you.
February. And he just wishes his brother could love him like he needs him to.
I want to carry your luggage until my shoulders ache
I want to walk you to the stairs and maybe to the top
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Author on LJ:
flipmontigirlAuthor Website: LJ Memories
Why this must be read: Truthfully, I'm a little surprised that
flipmontigirl hasn't been recced before. I think she has a very unique voice in the Supernatural fandom and, like the other authors I have recced, has a talent for cutting to the heart of emotion and letting it all bleed out. Beautifully.Where many authors embroider their fiction, sometimes to the point of gaudiness,
flipmontigirl writes like haiku; spare, beautiful, insightful prose with no words wasted, each one a weapon straight to the brain--and the gut. So this is less a story (or stories) rec than an author rec. If you read and enjoy these pieces, I highly recommend you read everything she's written. She's fantastic in a fandom full of really excellent writers. The two fics I'm reccing here are companion pieces (and at just over 1000 words each, they're quick, delightful reads) written at the end of the first season. The two pieces are from the alternating brother's POV and cover the space of a year; the year their relationship changes from love to love, the year they fall in love. But, as with all her stories, it's a very real kind of love, one that hurts and wounds as much as it elevates and heals.
One night Dean comes into their room smelling like pussy and lipstick. Sam doesn’t want to hit him, but it’s that one time too many, and he can’t help himself. Dean is limp and unresponsive, curled in on himself, smirking wider and more disturbingly with every punch, like this is exactly what he wanted, what he’s been fucking strangers for. This. Like it’s some sort of punishment. Only it’s not what this is. And Sam needs him to know. So he grabs his brother by the shoulders, shakes him, kisses him. Tasting the blood he spilt feels blasphemous.
And he says, You can’t. Not with anyone else. Promise me. You have to promise me.
And Dean tries to push him away, tries to and fails.
Sam says, Don’t. Don’t. I deserve this, he says, it’s the one thing I want. And I deserve it. After. After everything. I deserve to have you.
February. And he just wishes his brother could love him like he needs him to.
I want to carry your luggage until my shoulders ache
I want to walk you to the stairs and maybe to the top
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I love these fics so much and want very much to rec them to a friend but I notice they're sort of flocked. Any way to access them without cluttering up
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