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Fic Link: Land of Trembling Earth (SPN, Adult, Sam/Dean)
Land of Trembling Earth
by Maygra
Dean/Sam
NC17, PWP, schmoop, outtake from Midnight at the Majestic.
Summary: A year after they lose their father, and take on the demon, Dean and Sam hit the road again.
Many thanks to
coiledsoul for the beta and to
poisontaster for making me hold the line..
The characters and situations portrayed here are not mine, they belong to the WB. This is a fan authored work and no profit is being made. Please do not link to this story without appropriate warnings. Please do not archive this story without my permission.
(Word count: 3,279)
Sometimes healing wounds itch.
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by Maygra
Dean/Sam
NC17, PWP, schmoop, outtake from Midnight at the Majestic.
Summary: A year after they lose their father, and take on the demon, Dean and Sam hit the road again.
Many thanks to
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The characters and situations portrayed here are not mine, they belong to the WB. This is a fan authored work and no profit is being made. Please do not link to this story without appropriate warnings. Please do not archive this story without my permission.
(Word count: 3,279)
Sometimes healing wounds itch.
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This entire fic felt very wet and heavy, humid. Which just went so well with what the boys were doing. Dean's line of "Fuckng storm, too damn close" said volumes, and Sam's need for touch that wasn't sexual just there was lovely.
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Thank you.
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This is gorgeous. Languid and heavy and rich with description. The swamp and its creatures are so three-dimensional, and I could hear them and the storm, and smell the ozone. Sam and Dean are beautifully *them*.
I'm putting this in my memories to read the next time there's a big thunderstorm here.
smile
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My favorite bits:
He was surprised when Dean's hand came up, crossing his chest, and covering Sam's hand. His thumb hooked under Sam's palm until Sam clasped it. Dean leaned back and Sam took his weight, puzzled and pleased and concerned all at once.
And
"Like. I like them," Sam said but Dean pressed and he stepped back. A smile curved Sam’s lips when he caught the flash of white teeth in Dean's face. "I like sharing them," he clarified and felt the heat rise in his cheeks for admitting such a thing.
But Dean didn’t tease. "Yeah. Me too," he said.
Well done babe.
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(And congrats on the house!)
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And thank you!!! Now make someone buy ours? ;-)
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The metaphors, the movements, all one beautiful dance that just pulls them together and forward; bringing thoughts and epiphanies and backstory in just as well.
Thanks for sharing, again, my dear. Our fandom would really not be the same without you :p
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You really created an atmosphere here; I've still got damp/humid/earthy and warm/slow/comfort coursing through me.
It's not so much schmoop as a moments out of time; caring and comfort given and received; a recognition there has been, always will be two; be them, no matter what else is found along the way...
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Thank you so much.
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It shows, very much. And you're very welcome.
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I just can't put it into words. Heartfelt and sad while so bittersweet and loving.
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Jacey
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You're my favourite author in this fandom, no question. (I'm even nervous about leaving this comment!)
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And no need to be nervous. I'm just seriously tickled that people read my stuff.
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I like how "Land of Trembling Earth" picks up and expands on what was already laid out in "Majestic". Like Dean's trembling hands and the rattling of their foundation. I adore the comfort they give each other here. And how they both don't want to ask directly for certain things but they manage to figure it out and be what the other needs without the words. It's just wonderful. Thank you.
-NY
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I'm so glad you liked it. thank you for taking the time to comment.
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for fear of taking up so much space because i'd end up just copying and pasting the whole damn thing in the comment box, i won't quote the story. but know that i loved. every. single. bit. of. it.
ah hell
"Like. I like them," Sam said but Dean pressed and he stepped back. A smile curved Sam’s lips when he caught the flash of white teeth in Dean's face. "I like sharing them," he clarified and felt the heat rise in his cheeks for admitting such a thing.
But Dean didn’t tease. "Yeah. Me too," he said.
The roof above them was asphalt and tar, not tin or clay, and the ocean was miles away, its waters muddy brown and not dark green and blue. The ground here shook because it was soft and boggy, not because the earth was shifting.
Except it has and will continue to do so. Eventually it will settle.
Sam just had to wait it out, like any other storm passing.
*flail*
*gives you cookies*
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That's good for tucking away for awhile. Like in my tales where Dean holds onto things for later in case he sees things he doesn't want to? This is one of mine.
...and stealth cuddling, jeez.
>>"Come on, Sam…let me see it…being stubborn in bed doesn't tell anything I don't already know…" >>
::falls over:: DEAN
>>He was surprised when Dean's hand came up, crossing his chest, and covering Sam's hand. His thumb hooked under Sam's palm until Sam clasped it. Dean leaned back and Sam took his weight, puzzled and pleased and concerned all at once. >>
Another keeper.
Thanks, Maygra.
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I like them playful in bed, snarky, even.
you are very welcome.
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It may be just me, because nobody else has said anything, but the html is wonky in the first (few?) paragraphs, up until "(...) even if Dean would still allow it now(...)", but I thought I'd mention it, just in case.
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I fixed the "brother", but I'm not seeing anything wrong with the html on the webversion. You may just need to reload the page.
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(and wow, was I missing out on the few first paragraphs. I'm glad to be able to read it properly now)
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and for
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