First off, I can't help but me saddened we live in a world where people like you don't actually write for spn. This beats even my most favorite and cherished of episodes.
I absolutely ADORED the mythology. If there's anything I love to fucking death it's when good mythology is melded perfectly in a destiel story, showing it doesn't have to be all sex or all sappy heartbroken Castiel or have some big ooc declaration of love and everything is rainbows and butterflies. It can have an actual well-developed, progressive, interesting storyline to back it up and actually make you want to read the whole thing and appreciate it as a STORY not just a destiel story. But the mythology in particular, I literally flailed everywhere. It totally entranced me.
Castiel, wow, I know you said it was difficult to write him, but it was so worth the effort. It was perfect in that you didn't make him this weak sappy useless angel pathetically in love with Dean. He was still an angel, loved heaven and his father and his brothers , but obviously would not budge in the beliefs that humanity, and the Winchesters, had helped him come to realize. He just also happened to be tethered to this man whom he'd loved from the second he laid eyes on his soul. You turned him into this multidimensional, deep feeling, and complex character we all know he is but rarely get to really see on the show.
I love that you fully acknowledged that Sam and Cas have their own relationship separate from Dean. Sam wasn't like, "Yeah, whatever, stop bitching Cas and let's find DEAN." He truly felt and cared about Castiel in all he was going through, even before it started, trying to convince him not to give up his grace, that they would find another way. He cared as much about Cas's well being and his personal need to find Dean as his own. And on the flipside of that, Castiel's affection for Sam, oh god, it makes me all warm inside. Of course his dreams with Dean would involve Sam being happy and ever present in their lives .
There were two lines in particular where I doubled over with laughter: "If I went any slower, we'd be too late to save everybody's favorite dipshit, and then you'd do the eyes and I'd never hear the end of it," and "Hey, fuck you, sandals! You don't get to decide that shit!". The first I can just hear Gabriel saying, because he cares but really he doesn't care and it's all fun for him. And the second, I just need to applaud you, because of course, OF COURSE it would be Dean Winchester calling the father of all things Sandals. It's too perfect, I can't handle it. OH, I just remembered, Dean calls the chainsaw Betty, just so you know, perfection, totally my headcanon now, I don't even care.
I think the thing that really struck me, though, was that the story created itself so well in my head. I'm a particularly visual reader and sometimes I find myself, even with the best of stories, having to stop and construct and reconstruct certain scenes in my head because I either wander away from what I'm reading or there just isn't that bit of...I don't know, spark, in the writing that immediately lends itself to creating the scene for yourself, but I had no problem with this story from word one. I read seamlessly like a mad woman and was able to enjoy the story so much more because of it. It was detailed and read so smoothly the only time I did stop was to go on and on to myself about how amazing the story was.
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Date: 2011-10-13 07:49 am (UTC)First off, I can't help but me saddened we live in a world where people like you don't actually write for spn. This beats even my most favorite and cherished of episodes.
I absolutely ADORED the mythology. If there's anything I love to fucking death it's when good mythology is melded perfectly in a destiel story, showing it doesn't have to be all sex or all sappy heartbroken Castiel or have some big ooc declaration of love and everything is rainbows and butterflies. It can have an actual well-developed, progressive, interesting storyline to back it up and actually make you want to read the whole thing and appreciate it as a STORY not just a destiel story. But the mythology in particular, I literally flailed everywhere. It totally entranced me.
Castiel, wow, I know you said it was difficult to write him, but it was so worth the effort. It was perfect in that you didn't make him this weak sappy useless angel pathetically in love with Dean. He was still an angel, loved heaven and his father and his brothers , but obviously would not budge in the beliefs that humanity, and the Winchesters, had helped him come to realize. He just also happened to be tethered to this man whom he'd loved from the second he laid eyes on his soul. You turned him into this multidimensional, deep feeling, and complex character we all know he is but rarely get to really see on the show.
I love that you fully acknowledged that Sam and Cas have their own relationship separate from Dean. Sam wasn't like, "Yeah, whatever, stop bitching Cas and let's find DEAN." He truly felt and cared about Castiel in all he was going through, even before it started, trying to convince him not to give up his grace, that they would find another way. He cared as much about Cas's well being and his personal need to find Dean as his own. And on the flipside of that, Castiel's affection for Sam, oh god, it makes me all warm inside. Of course his dreams with Dean would involve Sam being happy and ever present in their lives .
There were two lines in particular where I doubled over with laughter:
"If I went any slower, we'd be too late to save everybody's favorite dipshit, and then you'd do the eyes and I'd never hear the end of it," and "Hey, fuck you, sandals! You don't get to decide that shit!". The first I can just hear Gabriel saying, because he cares but really he doesn't care and it's all fun for him. And the second, I just need to applaud you, because of course, OF COURSE it would be Dean Winchester calling the father of all things Sandals. It's too perfect, I can't handle it. OH, I just remembered, Dean calls the chainsaw Betty, just so you know, perfection, totally my headcanon now, I don't even care.
I think the thing that really struck me, though, was that the story created itself so well in my head. I'm a particularly visual reader and sometimes I find myself, even with the best of stories, having to stop and construct and reconstruct certain scenes in my head because I either wander away from what I'm reading or there just isn't that bit of...I don't know, spark, in the writing that immediately lends itself to creating the scene for yourself, but I had no problem with this story from word one. I read seamlessly like a mad woman and was able to enjoy the story so much more because of it. It was detailed and read so smoothly the only time I did stop was to go on and on to myself about how amazing the story was.