Heeey, I'm the giftee, and first of all, let me apologise for not reacting any sooner. I thought I would have more free time in the beginning of december, but, well, life thwarted my plans with much enthusiasm. But here go some belated thoughts and words of well-deserved adoration:
I've got to love the supernatural-physics-explanation added to demon summonings. I'm just glad they didn't get an accompanying sonic boom, but got away with onl flames from the friction. (It's like you knew the prompt came from a physics-holic.)
"...he roared, because ‘what the fuck, man?’ would have tarnished the verisimilitude of the scary-demon act." --- I love this style (or clashes of styles). It feels very Crowley. (And makes me want to be friends with a demon, oops.) And for some reason I'm so happy for him, that he can find cheesy phrases and hissing cathartic for once :D "He really should do this more often." --- Oh, Crowley is having such a blast, and so am I :D
And, though we know next to nothing about the teens, you've made it believable that one of them would go "I knew it" even hen it turns out they're in even greater danger than they had feared. Also, misspelling Latin is kind of forgivable, but being dumb enough not to know the difference between hallowed and hollowed ground... At this point, I hope they'll get recurring nightmares out of this adventure. (Especially the smart one, because I'm mean, and Crowley must be protected from holy water at all costs. )
The house description is something that could come straight out of a horror movie. It's very impressive. And giving a demonic perspective on it was a nice touch. (In my case, it reminded me instantly why these poor bastards were immensely lucky that the spell picked Crowley. The worst he does is mess up their alarms. But whatever Hell might say, this is indeed proper demonic activity.) It's perfect to set the tone for something unknown that maybe only a demon could stop. And I love how Crowley can sense skin-crawling occult spookiness on top of the... you know, natural one. I've always wanted to see that.
"“He says things like ‘accursed planet’?” Crowley whispered. “That can’t be good.”" --- ahhaha, this just reminded me of high school literature classes for some reason. some classical pieces can be so overdramatic, but it must be even worse in a contemporary person. And put this against Crowley's "willy-nilly", such a striking contrast. (Most adorable demon ever.) And the fic had me grinning like a drunk idiot from the moment I figured out Crowley was just going to "be himself" to defeat Stanford. It's so great! This whole story is a perfect celebration of Crowley's not-properly-demonic nature and wit, one that I never knew I needed, but I definitely did. And I'm so glad Aziraphale was mentioned too. The plot was very well-thought-out, and didn't need an angel, but this one sentence made everything whole. Thank you so much for this fic, I'll reread it in a few hours to make the New Year start with something awesome!
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I've got to love the supernatural-physics-explanation added to demon summonings. I'm just glad they didn't get an accompanying sonic boom, but got away with onl flames from the friction. (It's like you knew the prompt came from a physics-holic.)
"...he roared, because ‘what the fuck, man?’ would have tarnished the verisimilitude of the scary-demon act." --- I love this style (or clashes of styles). It feels very Crowley. (And makes me want to be friends with a demon, oops.) And for some reason I'm so happy for him, that he can find cheesy phrases and hissing cathartic for once :D
"He really should do this more often." --- Oh, Crowley is having such a blast, and so am I :D
And, though we know next to nothing about the teens, you've made it believable that one of them would go "I knew it" even hen it turns out they're in even greater danger than they had feared. Also, misspelling Latin is kind of forgivable, but being dumb enough not to know the difference between hallowed and hollowed ground... At this point, I hope they'll get recurring nightmares out of this adventure. (Especially the smart one, because I'm mean, and Crowley must be protected from holy water at all costs. )
The house description is something that could come straight out of a horror movie. It's very impressive. And giving a demonic perspective on it was a nice touch. (In my case, it reminded me instantly why these poor bastards were immensely lucky that the spell picked Crowley. The worst he does is mess up their alarms. But whatever Hell might say, this is indeed proper demonic activity.) It's perfect to set the tone for something unknown that maybe only a demon could stop. And I love how Crowley can sense skin-crawling occult spookiness on top of the... you know, natural one. I've always wanted to see that.
"“He says things like ‘accursed planet’?” Crowley whispered. “That can’t be good.”" --- ahhaha, this just reminded me of high school literature classes for some reason. some classical pieces can be so overdramatic, but it must be even worse in a contemporary person. And put this against Crowley's "willy-nilly", such a striking contrast. (Most adorable demon ever.) And the fic had me grinning like a drunk idiot from the moment I figured out Crowley was just going to "be himself" to defeat Stanford. It's so great! This whole story is a perfect celebration of Crowley's not-properly-demonic nature and wit, one that I never knew I needed, but I definitely did. And I'm so glad Aziraphale was mentioned too. The plot was very well-thought-out, and didn't need an angel, but this one sentence made everything whole.
Thank you so much for this fic, I'll reread it in a few hours to make the New Year start with something awesome!