|Reviews for The Trenches Lay Empty|
| Black Zora chapter 1 . 7/11/2012
This is beautiful. Thank you so much! :-)
| sordino chapter 1 . 9/13/2011
what can i say
words cant describe how much i love this
| idiot chapter 1 . 8/16/2010
you, my friend, are one superb writer.
| emigirl chapter 1 . 5/11/2010
...and i'm gonna start crying.
wow. i mean, really. this is such a simple oneshot, yet you put so much emotion into it. (like you always do). you've got mello's mannerisms down pat, and i love the way you portray matt. not exactly that computer-geek we all think of, but mello's best friend, who saved him, and in the end, only wanted the best for him. it really makes me all teary.
let's see. i also loved how mello was all passionate about this great rock (He was a wise and-) and matt's replies (Oh, met him, did you?)
of course, then there is the way matt thinks, how he was so hopeful, and reminds us that at this point in time, they had NO idea they would have to die so soon, though they did suspect. it breaks my heart how matt still hopes for the best, and that they'll get out ok. it breaks my heart even more how matt can remember how mello was before (and now that is the boy matt remembers telling him to climb the gate and not be a wuss about things) and you look at mello now and see a boy who grew up way too quickly. (and kinda makes you wanna kill kira for killing L and affecting so much more than he expected, because it was L's death that triggered this change)
and oh god. the TEARS.
be proud *pat on back* fics that make me cry are among my most beloved.
| ElenAtalantie chapter 1 . 4/16/2010
I'm going to go with something like one of the other reviewers mentioned, this story's like a painting. And the pictures you paint, lady, well, to quote you, "This is absurd." Because no matter how AU-ish this is, I want so very badly to believe it's in the canon, and am racking my brains to fit it in. And even in your lighthearted fluffiness, you have these utter, striking truths that show up and ground it to make it even more gorgeous. For instance, your description of the-day-after-rain, the feline/Labrador comparison, the love/hate for a homeland, the niggling emotion of superstition; you show them all SO PERFECTLY. I'm sitting here going "Dude, yes! I get that! I get that too! And that!" and feeling a bit of a fool for it. ;)
I have to say my absolute favorite part is the mention of Mello's growing into himself. That made me smile, big time, because that was something I could never quite pin down in the canon. He goes from being the intense young wunderkind to the dude who's gonna get things done, and hell to pay. It's beautiful.
| phollie chapter 1 . 4/16/2010
I'll say it time and time again: I LOVE stories like this. Little snapshots of moments that don't need long explanations as to why they're happening, because they just -are-. Moments where I can imagine things like this happening so easily that it makes my heart ache.
And, of course, I love frickin' EVERYTHING you write, so this was a win-win-win.
You have this way of writing these two, dear. It's this raw, melancholy, ironic take on their relationship, and something about it is so bittersweet that it sends me tumbling that much farther down the rabbit hole that is THEY DIDN'T HAVE TO DIE GOD DAMMIT WHY. x_x
That being said, your description of Mello had me all afloat with love. You've suddenly made me long for a khaki parka for my Mello cosplay. You jerk. xD
You've also touched on a little tidbit of Mello that I adore but never get to see in fanfic: his self-consciousness about his scar. It makes sense. It makes so much sense, because Mello is beautiful, and Mello is vain, and when those two things are mauled in a fire, you get -this-. And I love the way you expressed that here, in the most subtle but powerful way.
Quote time! (Is this our new tradition? :D )
(Really, he thinks – and it's something he's only slightly getting ready to admit, something deep and life-altering and that's going to change the way he looks at everything he does – home has only been where Mello was.
Matt had suddenly felt like this great, clumsy, oversized Labrador or something that had come gallivanting in and slobbered all over the place.
There's his instinctive attempts to duck his scarred face out of sight, his deer-in-the-headlights look whenever someone's eyes drift over to him in the local pub.
For now, just for now, Matt can pretend this is going to be the rest of his life.
"Hurry the fuck up, Matt, or I swear to God I'll throw you in the sea.")
I'll just sit in my happy corner and imagine that they just stayed in Port Einon forever and ever so that I don't burst into tears. X'D
-begins surfing ebay for khaki parka-
| xxxDuckiexxx chapter 1 . 4/15/2010
I like it!3 Really do!
Since I'm an artist I may want to paint this scene! Like, I think you can picture it, Mello and Matt holding hands walking down an eternal road. 3 Really lovely!
| Guest chapter 1 . 4/15/2010
really, really beautiful.