YES! SEQUEL! GIVE. ME. (Yes I stalk your reviews. Now give.)

Author's Response: AHAHA, you're the best! I'll start working on it, stat! <3

...I think I don't even know what to say, I'm too heartbroken.

This is gorgeous and I loved it but also I'm gonna go cry in a corner now. Like. PAIN. SO MUCH PAIN. LIKE. WHY.

I don't think I'm gonna be able to make words work to review this, but holy shit you're a talented writer. dAMN. All of the feels.

Author's Response: Awww thank you SO much, that means the world to me! I’m so glad you enjoyed it d84;a039;

Okay, I'm back on my laptop and ready to write an actual review now when I'm no longer crying my eyes out.

So this was insanely good. Your writing in this is breathtaking, and you portray it all so well I could see it all before my eyes, like a movie playing in my head. Well done on that, that's a true talent.

Then the story. How you explain it all in pieces, bit by bit. Damn, that was so beautifully done, I'm in awe here, and I would love to quote every little part of it and just scream at you over it, but then I would be here he whole night, so I'll just stick to some of my favourite lines.

Also if anyone else is like me and reading reviews before they read a story: THERE WILL BE SPOILERS HERE! STAY AWAY!

“Bill hasn’t lived here for years, Georg,” Tom said, picking up the bat and moving it out of the way, trying not to stare, “Surely, you’d know that. He hasn’t been back since he moved in with you,”

There is so much pain here. Even in that simple line. Because you know how much Tom loves Bill, and the fact that he hasn't been back since then... that's painful, and that simple line made my heart ache.

Georg followed Tom into the living room, falling ungracefully into one of the sofas, “That’s sad. You’re twins.”

“Doesn’t feel like it anymore,” Tom realised that he was getting emotional. It was the first time he’d talked about it in a long time. There was a lump in his throat and his eyes stung with tears threatening to fall. He’d been trying to hide from his emotions for so long since he lost Bill that he’d forgotten what it felt like.

“Do you miss him?” Georg stared at him, and then shook his head as if to clear it, “Sorry, that’s a shit question.”

“I miss him more than anything,” he said, adding in a murmur, “Almost as much as I miss you.”

Ughhhhhh how dare you! This HURTS! SO MUCH! So so so SO MUCH. I had to hug my pillow because pain! God. So brilliant, so painful.

“It’s okay, Tom,” Bill had said gently, smiling at him and touching a hand to his face and brushing his thumb across his cheek, “You’ll always be my soulmate.”

No. Fuck you. You don't get to do this. Not after telling us Bill is gone. That is so not fair and you are SO CRUEL doing this to us. How. Dare.

And I just can't with this. With Tom telling Georg how he'd felt back then, how he's still feeling. And Georg admitting he always loved him too. And then, then you absolutely HORRIBLE PERSON (I say all of this with love, don't worry) you go and so gorgeously describe how Georg came to love Bill as well, how he eventually became happy with him, and then they're just. Both of them. THEY CARE SO MUCH ABOUT BILL. It HURTS. So fucking much. This is not ok.

“I’m sorry, Tom,” Georg stood, swaying slightly on his feet, “Bill is my security. We have a home together, we have two dogs. I can’t just let that go, despite how I might feel about you.”

*cries forever*

“I’ll make it up to you, I swear.”

“How?”

“I’ll figure it out.”

This hurts even more the second time I'm reading it. It is without doubt the most painful thing I've read in a long, long time.

looking into Bill’s eyes felt like home. He stepped forward and so did Bill, and they hugged, awkwardly at first, but then Bill melted into him, and feeling the body of his twin pressed against his own was enough to push him over the edge. He clutched at Bill’s sweater, and buried his face in his shoulder, breathing in his smell. There was something about him that always just felt familiar, like the ultimate comfort. He guessed that sharing a womb would do that to a set of brothers. He felt his arms wrap tightly around his waist and everything felt like it might just be okay.

The hug. The fucking hug. Dammit. I can't. I don't even know what to say, just know that I am crying. Again. And here I thought it would be safe to write a review now when I've collected myself again. LIES!

“I’ll make it up to you, I swear.”

Nope. I'm done. I can't. This is just. No. Go away.


So this was, without doubt, so so so worth waiting for. I've wanted to read it since you posted it but I've been swamped at work and utterly exhausted the whole week, so I decided to wait until I had some energy to actually enjoy it, and damn am I glad that I did. This was perfect, in every damn way, and I am so thankful for you and your stories and your goddamn gorgeous writing style.

Thank you SO MUCH for this. Like really. I have no words.


Also idk if you use any social media, but I'm LitenSpindel on almost all platforms there are. If you use any, please find me, I feel a desperate need to get to know you. (But don't feel obligated to, I won't hold it against you if you don't < 3)

Author's Response: Oh. My. God. This review has literally made my entire freaking year. Thank you so much. I adored writing this story, it was one of the first TH fanfics I wrote when I came back to the fandom and it’s been sitting on my computer for ever and I was too afraid to post it because it’s my baby and I wanted people to love it like I do and ughhhh. Thank you. I’m legitimately tearing up right now. Also I msged you on Instagram :)

I really enjoyed this! Really well written!

Author's Response: Thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed it <3

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