I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M SO LATE TO THIS. THAT THIS HAS EXISTED IN THE UNIVERSE AND I WASN'T EVEN AWARE TILL TODAY.
Oh, god, how could you, my heart.
I've always liked Jenny, which is strange because I know that most of fandom dislikes her as a character and not solely because of Mike/Jenny, but I think your fic is the why of it. I think it's such a beautiful, beautiful exploration of how I see Jenny in canon; completely messed up, in love with a guy who is attracted to her but she knows that might be because she's the unattainable, his best friend's girlfriend, and when he gets her, he isn't as interested as he'd been before. I mean Still, she thought he would try a little harder. GUH. That's exactly it in a sentence D:
Also, I think canon was terrible to Jenny's character and you've redeemed it here with this fic and all those things that should have happened. I love that she just stands at the back and then leaves; I think that defines their relationship for me; I mean, of course she would go to the funeral and it wouldn't be about either of them, but because they were so much before they were lovers and that doesn't just goes away. Jenny and Trevor would understand this moment and what it means for Mike more than perhaps anyone can.
You writing is so visceral, I can't even deal with it. That scene between Trevor and Jenny was easily imaginable; Trevor was just that bit cruel and Jenny was just that bit selfish and you can imagine that Mike's sort of been between them since the very beginning even if they've never been so open about it, but now it's out there and it's so raw and real, and they just want to hurt each other, which, considering they've been dating since five years, also means that they can, that they know the trigger points.
In the following days every time she tried to mold her mouth into a smile, her bottom lip split in two, the copper spilling into her mouth.
It was a needless reminder.
THAT IS ONE OF THE BEST SENTENCES I'VE EVER READ. It transforms something completely mundane and usual into something poetic. HOW DO YOU WORDS?
Jenny may not have a memory like his, but she still knows him, can rattle off his routines like a bad habit.
I HATE YOU FOR WRITING THIS FIC, NOW I SHALL FOREVER WANT MORE. But god, I love that, I love that he's a bad habit for her, even though she doesn't have a photographic memory, he's still somehow imprinted in her head, always has been and she can't seem to forget, even when she knows she should.
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Date: 2012-10-04 07:51 am (UTC)I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M SO LATE TO THIS. THAT THIS HAS EXISTED IN THE UNIVERSE AND I WASN'T EVEN AWARE TILL TODAY.
Oh, god, how could you, my heart.
I've always liked Jenny, which is strange because I know that most of fandom dislikes her as a character and not solely because of Mike/Jenny, but I think your fic is the why of it. I think it's such a beautiful, beautiful exploration of how I see Jenny in canon; completely messed up, in love with a guy who is attracted to her but she knows that might be because she's the unattainable, his best friend's girlfriend, and when he gets her, he isn't as interested as he'd been before. I mean Still, she thought he would try a little harder. GUH. That's exactly it in a sentence D:
Also, I think canon was terrible to Jenny's character and you've redeemed it here with this fic and all those things that should have happened. I love that she just stands at the back and then leaves; I think that defines their relationship for me; I mean, of course she would go to the funeral and it wouldn't be about either of them, but because they were so much before they were lovers and that doesn't just goes away. Jenny and Trevor would understand this moment and what it means for Mike more than perhaps anyone can.
You writing is so visceral, I can't even deal with it. That scene between Trevor and Jenny was easily imaginable; Trevor was just that bit cruel and Jenny was just that bit selfish and you can imagine that Mike's sort of been between them since the very beginning even if they've never been so open about it, but now it's out there and it's so raw and real, and they just want to hurt each other, which, considering they've been dating since five years, also means that they can, that they know the trigger points.
In the following days every time she tried to mold her mouth into a smile, her bottom lip split in two, the copper spilling into her mouth.
THAT IS ONE OF THE BEST SENTENCES I'VE EVER READ. It transforms something completely mundane and usual into something poetic. HOW DO YOU WORDS?
Jenny may not have a memory like his, but she still knows him, can rattle off his routines like a bad habit.
I HATE YOU FOR WRITING THIS FIC, NOW I SHALL FOREVER WANT MORE. But god, I love that, I love that he's a bad habit for her, even though she doesn't have a photographic memory, he's still somehow imprinted in her head, always has been and she can't seem to forget, even when she knows she should.