how much I love 32 words of a 107827 worded fic feels kinda silly...but "I want-” he breathed out. Emma’s nerves sparked as he didn't continue, just palmed the foot resting on the arm of the chair next to him, his hand rough against the arch" it gets me every time. Like Emma's completely naked sitting in front of Killian and she tells him they can do whatever HE wants, WHATEVER and the first thing he does,
what he wants is to finally feel “how the delicate arch of her feet would fit into the curve of his hand”. I think in the timeline it’s been like a month since he first mused over how that would feel and Emma has no idea he’s thought about it, but like that’s what he wanted to feel, what he wanted to know and he finally does and it’s so fucking pure, it makes my heart stutter every time.
I love this story and I first read it before I was on tumblr so I couldn’t reblog or appreciate it like it deserves, but I promise you it’s on my fucking to do list. And I’m sorry for filling your ask box, I clearly need to sleep.
I really can’t express how fucking wonderful this made me feel. This is absolutely the best example of why I write fanfic or why I write in general that I can think of. I live and sustain myself purely on messages like these.
I always feel like the serialized nature of MCs and the way fanfiction is consumed so rapidly and moving on to the next story, in general means these little details and subtle payoffs get lost where they wouldn’t in a traditional novel so when people send me messages that they got it, or they saw the parallel I was trying to go for, or they appreciated the call back, or something I put a lot of thought into, it fills me with such an indescribable joy and feeling of accomplishment.
That moment was really important to me, and I think you’re the first to actually comment on it. Im never disappointed people don’t because there are a lot of little “for me” things I put into these stories that appeal to my love of symmetry and parallels and consistency but when someone does get it or point it out dear god I could power a large city with the happy energy I get from those moments.
And never never apologize for filling my inbox. I can tell you that it is sorely, sorely needed, and always appreciated more than I can properly express.
