Bad essay. I've been half-heartedly cleaning the house today. Things accomplished so far: change sheets, clean bathroom, pick some stuff off the floor.
he is still intrinsically selfish in ways that preclude him from being able to see Much - yes, I don't think Robin sees Much as a person in his own right. Robin only thinks about him in relation to what he means or what he can do to Robin, i.e. servant, fighter, cook... Robin may think they are friends but you can only be friends with someone once you see them as your equal and treat them that way too. And for all his posturing about camaraderie and "we're all in this together blah blah", Robin never has.
It's always hysterically funny to write Andy being all "BUT IT'S NOT LIKE WE'RE MARRIED OR ANYTHING", as both of them awkwardly navigate around the fact that they're totally fucking devoted to each other. - This here? So much YES. And exactly what I was trying to say, only so much more succinct. For me too the best part of writing these two is how they don't say it, but how their every action screams of love and lust and commitment. And the way you wrote them in Play Hearts, Kid, comfortable and intimate on one hand, yet still sort of unsure and awkward on the other... The journey there is going to be delicious
PS. I've updated the anywhere_road fic indexes with your epic. ♥
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on 2009-05-13 04:15 pm (UTC)he is still intrinsically selfish in ways that preclude him from being able to see Much - yes, I don't think Robin sees Much as a person in his own right. Robin only thinks about him in relation to what he means or what he can do to Robin, i.e. servant, fighter, cook... Robin may think they are friends but you can only be friends with someone once you see them as your equal and treat them that way too. And for all his posturing about camaraderie and "we're all in this together blah blah", Robin never has.
It's always hysterically funny to write Andy being all "BUT IT'S NOT LIKE WE'RE MARRIED OR ANYTHING", as both of them awkwardly navigate around the fact that they're totally fucking devoted to each other. - This here? So much YES. And exactly what I was trying to say, only so much more succinct. For me too the best part of writing these two is how they don't say it, but how their every action screams of love and lust and commitment. And the way you wrote them in Play Hearts, Kid, comfortable and intimate on one hand, yet still sort of unsure and awkward on the other... The journey there is going to be delicious
PS. I've updated the