ok so i read this yesterday and it's still in my mind so i think that deserves a comment ne.
i am not ashamed to admit i love this for the het. the way jin's fucking her, so wanton and meaningless, and usually girl parts make me gag a little but they were conveniently not mentioned by name so... god i don't think i've read het since the hp fandom... but god, yes. the het. so detailed yet not, i could picture it perfectly (through yamapi's eyes) and i was not disgusted at all.
AND. THE PIN. the unestablished pin. i love you for not making them already together. the way yamapi gradually realizes it, his internal battle, and he gets off anyway. it makes me want them together and i do not normally like pin. i could say that for most of your fics though, even though i am shit at commenting but i've probably read everything you've ever written and loved it all even if it's established pin.
i was just telling someone last night, there are only three or four people in this fandom who actually make me feel inadequate as a writer and you are one of them. that is a compliment, btw, because i am very picky about my fic, but i swear i keep thinking you are already such a good writer and can't get any better, then you do. and the fact that you wrote this in an hour, god, i am so impressed and want to just like pick your brain and be your best friend just because everything that is typed from your fingers is just so amazing. i've resisted fangirling you in the past because enough people do it already, but as a writer i know that we never get tired of hearing how much other people like our fic, so here you go.
in conclusion, the fact that yamapi is actually in the closet is both ironically hilarious and appropriate. and of course jin knew he was there, he has a special yamapi sensor and probably put on a damn show for him. did i mention i don't normally like pin? you make me buy it. damn woman. don't ever stop writing ok.
sorry for the long comment, but i just had to say it. it's funny that i pick the HET fic to finally break down and flail over you, but it is how it is.
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i am not ashamed to admit i love this for the het. the way jin's fucking her, so wanton and meaningless, and usually girl parts make me gag a little but they were conveniently not mentioned by name so... god i don't think i've read het since the hp fandom... but god, yes. the het. so detailed yet not, i could picture it perfectly (through yamapi's eyes) and i was not disgusted at all.
AND. THE PIN. the unestablished pin. i love you for not making them already together. the way yamapi gradually realizes it, his internal battle, and he gets off anyway. it makes me want them together and i do not normally like pin. i could say that for most of your fics though, even though i am shit at commenting but i've probably read everything you've ever written and loved it all even if it's established pin.
i was just telling someone last night, there are only three or four people in this fandom who actually make me feel inadequate as a writer and you are one of them. that is a compliment, btw, because i am very picky about my fic, but i swear i keep thinking you are already such a good writer and can't get any better, then you do. and the fact that you wrote this in an hour, god, i am so impressed and want to just like pick your brain and be your best friend just because everything that is typed from your fingers is just so amazing. i've resisted fangirling you in the past because enough people do it already, but as a writer i know that we never get tired of hearing how much other people like our fic, so here you go.
in conclusion, the fact that yamapi is actually in the closet is both ironically hilarious and appropriate. and of course jin knew he was there, he has a special yamapi sensor and probably put on a damn show for him. did i mention i don't normally like pin? you make me buy it. damn woman. don't ever stop writing ok.
sorry for the long comment, but i just had to say it. it's funny that i pick the HET fic to finally break down and flail over you, but it is how it is.