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riflethrough. It's another post-movie fic, about all the tension that comes along with the aftermath there. I love the voices here.
For some reason last night I was thinking about Narnia. Now, I never really got into the Narnia books that much, but one thing I always found especially interesting/creepy/intriguing/sad was the way time in Narnia went differently than time in the real world, how the kids were able to spend years and years and years living out their lives, being kings and queens, growing older, and suddenly they were back in the real world, children again, as though nothing had happened.
Also: I was really afraid in the Wizards movie that at the end, only Alex would retain the memories of what happened, and relieved when Justin and Max did as well.
I'm mentioned before that my bulletproof kink for incest ships is when it's the two of them, with nothing and nobody else to rely on but each other in the entire world. I want a story where that's true for Justin and Alex, for a really long period of time: weeks, say, even months, they're trapped in some magic world together, with no way of getting back home. I'm imagining fairy tale type woods, somehow, cottage and garden and homeyness that's never actually home. And they learn to make it work, to live and survive there, and they get closer and closer, because they're all they have, and after a while, well. After a while, it's not even so bad: you get used to the rhythm of the days, one after another. You might even be happy.
And then one day something happens and in a poof of smoke you're back in the lair at home, with your dad and Max grinning at you in satisfaction, and it was just you for six months but here it's only been a few hours and nothing's changed at all. Nothing except the inside of your heads. And nobody gets that, not Mom or Dad or Max or Harper, the other person is the only one who could possibly understand, but ever since you've got back, things are weird between the two of you, like something fragile has broken and you can't look each other in the eye all the way and you don't know why.
But you miss it.
riflethrough. It's another post-movie fic, about all the tension that comes along with the aftermath there. I love the voices here.For some reason last night I was thinking about Narnia. Now, I never really got into the Narnia books that much, but one thing I always found especially interesting/creepy/intriguing/sad was the way time in Narnia went differently than time in the real world, how the kids were able to spend years and years and years living out their lives, being kings and queens, growing older, and suddenly they were back in the real world, children again, as though nothing had happened.
Also: I was really afraid in the Wizards movie that at the end, only Alex would retain the memories of what happened, and relieved when Justin and Max did as well.
I'm mentioned before that my bulletproof kink for incest ships is when it's the two of them, with nothing and nobody else to rely on but each other in the entire world. I want a story where that's true for Justin and Alex, for a really long period of time: weeks, say, even months, they're trapped in some magic world together, with no way of getting back home. I'm imagining fairy tale type woods, somehow, cottage and garden and homeyness that's never actually home. And they learn to make it work, to live and survive there, and they get closer and closer, because they're all they have, and after a while, well. After a while, it's not even so bad: you get used to the rhythm of the days, one after another. You might even be happy.
And then one day something happens and in a poof of smoke you're back in the lair at home, with your dad and Max grinning at you in satisfaction, and it was just you for six months but here it's only been a few hours and nothing's changed at all. Nothing except the inside of your heads. And nobody gets that, not Mom or Dad or Max or Harper, the other person is the only one who could possibly understand, but ever since you've got back, things are weird between the two of you, like something fragile has broken and you can't look each other in the eye all the way and you don't know why.
But you miss it.
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