Oh, god, I'm glad it didn't go for Casablanca style. I don't think the author had the chops for that. The attempts at major emotion were the weakest parts of the story.

I liked the actual Dean/Victor friendship, but I do think the reveal was a bit rushed. But I was sold on it. And I liked the Victor voice throughout.

And, call me cheap, but I adored the epilogue.

I was sold on the Victor/Dean friendship but I wish we'd seen it rather been told about it right before it fell briefly apart.

The epilogue was excellent, even if narratively random within the scope of the fic.

I think the author let Jus In Bello do too much of the work for her with respect to establishing that primary relationship.

I have to admit, I was slow in working out what the Resistance was resisting, and the Meg thing. I should have worked it out before the Colt was mentioned.

The epilogue was total pandering, but, you know, to me. So I'm good with that.

Oh, dear. Drunk texting D/C crackfic. I don't even.

Oh, Texts From Last Night. Handy in so many applications.

I just read my first angelically lubricated anal sex scene. I'm a little stunned by how completely disgusting I find the idea, and how completely it ruined the scene. Yeargh. I'd never really thought about it. He said he could "make it like a woman down there" or something like that. Gnyargh.

Angelically lubricated? Like ... magic lube?

He had a magic asshole. Which...you know...the language made it sound like a rectal mangina, which is just a world of disgusting.

That's supposed to fix gay panic? Srsly?

Which...you know...the language made it sound like a rectal mangina, which is just a world of disgusting.

HE'S OLD GREGG!

Actually, rectal mangina would be a great band name.

He had a magic asshole.

Plei? Do we have a ruling? Still not as gross as dry-aged, am I right?

Pretty foul, though. Jimmy Novak's asshole was just regular, I'm pretty sure!