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[turps]

I was sick yesterday. Alternatively freezing and boiling for most of the day but thankfully I'm good now, so it must have been a nasty 24 hour thing. Today it's snowing like crazy so I'm staying in to catch up on some things and while I'm doing so I'll meme.

Gacked from nonchop

If you comment here, I will tell you what fic of yours is my favorite, and why

Everyone could do with an ego boost at times so comment away, just let me know where your stuff is because I suck and may not remember without a prompt.

Also, another meme.

1. Comment with a request to see absolutely anything on my computer. My desktop, my documents, my playlist, my bookmarks, my latest Photoshop graphics experiment ... absolutely whatever you are curious about. Request it.
2. I will respond with a screenshot of the very thing you request.
3. In return, you will spread this meme far and wide.

Comments

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Man, stupid LJ, posting before I was ready. Lets try again.

I really am feeling better, I hate nasty bugs that lay you out for a day but at least they go as soon as they come.

Oh man, how am I supposed to pick just one? I have so much love for your stuff, both pop and original. However, I'll go for a popslash as I know what I'm talking about better with those.

I really do love all of your stuff but I'm going to pick It's the Perfect Dream. It's just got so much that I love, first the TrickC which is always good, but it's nothing as shallow as the pairing, it's that you took what should be an improbably idea and made it work. JC as a puma should be insane, is insane, yet you created a lovely universe that seems real and that's such a great thing.

The friendship between Chris and JC is shown as being solid, and I always like that, because sex is good but I like my guys to have a relationship built on something real, especially as I think they are good friends.

There's parts of the story that still blow me away when I reread, things like this.

Arguing like that left Chris prickly and itchy in his skin, especially when it was JC, who wouldn't fight back like Justin, or just let it wash over him like Joey tended to do. Prickly and itchy and ill at ease, and the closed door seemed to glare at him reproachfully every time he crossed the hallway

Because yes, we've all been there I think.

And this

Sleek and purposeful, heavy yellow eyes catching the dim light and seeing him. Seeing him and slowing and approaching ohh so slowly and Chris's mouth too dry to shape a sound, and his eyes closing in self defence, clinging to the door like a baby with a blankie.

I love how you describe things, you have such a vivid touch and I can really see Chris' terror in the next paragraphs as he realises that JC was telling the truth all along, and you know that knowledge must be terrifying yet the next day all he wants to do is be with JC and help somehow. I also love that first awkward conversation, the touching of the foot and owing of doors are such normal things in an extraordinary situation.

I just love the whole story, it's cool taking that journey with Chris from thinking JC is joking, to terror and disbelief that turns to needing to help within hours. Then risking his life for JC which has to be one of the ultimate acts of love, and shows so much trust.

Then the end is wonderful, with JC accepting himself, playing with the kids in puma form as Chris lounges on Nick. Just perfect.