*bounces up and down and throws confetti* I love you so hard, Brenda, I suppose it's gonna hurt some time soon...
I love you, too, baby. And true love never hurts unless it's a fun sort of hurt. ;)
Oh my fucking God! KENNY ROGERS!!!! You're, like, digging up all my dirty secret teenage pleasures and wrap them up in slash fic - it's like heaven! I adore the man in all his schmalzy glory, especially including Dolly. And Sean and Orlando (I have no idea how Orlando's singing voice is, but Sean's is horrid, isn't it :)?) singing them as a duet?
No way, you love Kenny??????? Dude, I included this for me, because I totally love Kenny (honestly the first record I ever bought was his greatest hits - I was 8) and the idea of ANYONE duetting to 'Islands in the Stream' was too brilliant & funny not to write.
And, according to Diane Kruger, when they had karaoke nights filming Troy, both Sean & Orlando had surprisingly good voices (which I hope was apparent in this part), and that was the inspiration for this scene. :)
again, something that clearly shows how utterly not-normal NZ is, when it produces a situation in which Dom is right...
Truer words, man...
I love how you write the age difference as something rather clear and obvious without turning Orlando into some immature little boy.
I'm still just glad it's apparent & it works, to be honest.
Everyone else has squeed over Karl already (who is gorgeous and perfect and well, Karl) but honestly? What I loved even more than Karl's reactions in this bit really was Sean.
Karl says thank you for the compliment & that he agrees with you that Sean deserves more love. ;)
What I adore so much about your writing in general but maybe most about Sean in this story, is how you never need to explicitly spell things out for us.
It's a total failing of mine that I am so obtuse in my writing & never outright state anything if I can at all help it. *g* It's grand that you think that's a good thing. *laughs*
The picture we're left with then is that of such a decent, never boring, honest and still tongue in cheek gentleman/football hooligan.
And that? Totally just about sums him up. I think I shall tape this description to my monitor.
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*bounces up and down and throws confetti* I love you so hard, Brenda, I suppose it's gonna hurt some time soon...
I love you, too, baby. And true love never hurts unless it's a fun sort of hurt. ;)
Oh my fucking God! KENNY ROGERS!!!! You're, like, digging up all my dirty secret teenage pleasures and wrap them up in slash fic - it's like heaven! I adore the man in all his schmalzy glory, especially including Dolly. And Sean and Orlando (I have no idea how Orlando's singing voice is, but Sean's is horrid, isn't it :)?) singing them as a duet?
No way, you love Kenny??????? Dude, I included this for me, because I totally love Kenny (honestly the first record I ever bought was his greatest hits - I was 8) and the idea of ANYONE duetting to 'Islands in the Stream' was too brilliant & funny not to write.
And, according to Diane Kruger, when they had karaoke nights filming Troy, both Sean & Orlando had surprisingly good voices (which I hope was apparent in this part), and that was the inspiration for this scene. :)
again, something that clearly shows how utterly not-normal NZ is, when it produces a situation in which Dom is right...
Truer words, man...
I love how you write the age difference as something rather clear and obvious without turning Orlando into some immature little boy.
I'm still just glad it's apparent & it works, to be honest.
Everyone else has squeed over Karl already (who is gorgeous and perfect and well, Karl) but honestly? What I loved even more than Karl's reactions in this bit really was Sean.
Karl says thank you for the compliment & that he agrees with you that Sean deserves more love. ;)
What I adore so much about your writing in general but maybe most about Sean in this story, is how you never need to explicitly spell things out for us.
It's a total failing of mine that I am so obtuse in my writing & never outright state anything if I can at all help it. *g* It's grand that you think that's a good thing. *laughs*
The picture we're left with then is that of such a decent, never boring, honest and still tongue in cheek gentleman/football hooligan.
And that? Totally just about sums him up. I think I shall tape this description to my monitor.