Did you think I'd forgotten about coming back here? I DID NOT! I AM JUST VERY, VERY LATE. VERY LATE.
I love the intense placed-ness of the opening scene, with that oppressive Texas heat. It hadn't occurred to me that Texas would humid parts until I visited this spring (though given that it abuts a Gulf and like, Louisiana, I don't know WHY this didn't occur to me), and that's captured so well here. The way Stanford ghosts that first scene, and carries itself through the rest of the fic is exquisite and lovely and what I love best about Sam and Dean's negotiations with each other in this timeframe. The whole fic is in medias res in this wonderfully focused way, which sets the stage so well for Funkytown, giving us just enough hints as to where this lines up with John's agendas elsewhere and the werewolves and the bar to make this feel like a full section of their lives, even when we're only privileged with a slice of it. I feel like the bit about keeping one car hidden really sells that, too. And I LOVE, love the way you explain the origins of Funkytown--because it's about this case, and this moment of split-second thinking; but it's also about this sense of who they are to each other and not drawing the other into traps; but it's also about, again, this more effervescent context where Stanford and conflicts with John and Dean trying to shake Sam out of his moodiness. The whole thing just pulls together so well, like a well-oiled machine. Really engaging, 100% pure Winchester work. <3333
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I love the intense placed-ness of the opening scene, with that oppressive Texas heat. It hadn't occurred to me that Texas would humid parts until I visited this spring (though given that it abuts a Gulf and like, Louisiana, I don't know WHY this didn't occur to me), and that's captured so well here. The way Stanford ghosts that first scene, and carries itself through the rest of the fic is exquisite and lovely and what I love best about Sam and Dean's negotiations with each other in this timeframe. The whole fic is in medias res in this wonderfully focused way, which sets the stage so well for Funkytown, giving us just enough hints as to where this lines up with John's agendas elsewhere and the werewolves and the bar to make this feel like a full section of their lives, even when we're only privileged with a slice of it. I feel like the bit about keeping one car hidden really sells that, too. And I LOVE, love the way you explain the origins of Funkytown--because it's about this case, and this moment of split-second thinking; but it's also about this sense of who they are to each other and not drawing the other into traps; but it's also about, again, this more effervescent context where Stanford and conflicts with John and Dean trying to shake Sam out of his moodiness. The whole thing just pulls together so well, like a well-oiled machine. Really engaging, 100% pure Winchester work. <3333