06 April 2015 @ 07:50 pm
Upside Down [18/18]  
Title: Upside Down
Author: [livejournal.com profile] kaossbells & [livejournal.com profile] mcsparklez
Beta: the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] gypsyjaeger
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Belldom
Summary: Based on the mkmeme prompt: A rich music collector has almost everything he ever craved for, almost. One special object is still missing in his collection: Matthew Bellamy!
Warnings: language, violence
Feedback: Is like Matt Bellamy bathing in red glitter; fabulous.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and has never happened. We do not own any of the people mentioned and do not mean to offend.



[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3a] [Chapter 3b] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5a] [Chapter 5b] [Chapter 6] [Chapter 7a] [Chapter 7b] [Chapter 8] [Chapter 9] [Chapter 10a] [Chapter 10b] [Chapter 10c] [Chapter 10d] [Chapter 11] [Chapter 12a] [Chapter 12b] [Chapter 13] [Chapter 14a] [Chapter 14b] [Chapter 15] [Chapter 16a] [Chapter 16b] [Chapter 17a] [Chapter 17b] [AO3]



Long, rambly AN ahead: This is it. The end. When we started this off we never expected it to become what it is now. We never even expected it to be this long. Initially, this was planned to be 12 chapters long. We never really stuck to that plan, or any plan, really. There are chapters that have played out exactly like we wanted them to, but there are equally as many that had to be rewritten at least a couple of times (not to mention that one chapter that had to be completely overhauled because we fucked up important key points). It's kind of an end of an era for us and we're both happy that you guys have stuck with us for this ride.

Really, we're so grateful for each and every reader and all your thoughts. Sometimes you guys saw details in this that even we didn't see. It gave us a lot of insight into our own story and we loved it. Alas, the rollercoaster is coming to its final stop now and it saddens us to the same extent as it makes us happy. We hope you enjoyed UD just as much as we did.

Before we ramble even more, let's try to keep this short. Thank you for reading and commenting, thank you for your support and your cheering, thank you for everything. And enjoy this last look into the boys' happily ever after.

___

London, 06.04.2014


“For fuck’s sake, Matthew!”

Dom was pacing through their living room, looking at the door to the bathroom before he took another round and ended up back in front of it again. They’d fucking miss their ride if the brunette didn’t hurry the fuck up.

“I’m almost done, don’t get your knickers in a twist.”

“I’m not getting my knickers in a twist!” the drummer protested and pushed the door hiding the brunette open. “You call that almost done?”

Matt was standing in front of the mirror, razor in one hand while the other massaged shaving cream into the skin of his chin and jaw. He was not only barefoot but also shirtless, which didn’t go unnoticed by the drummer. Grey eyes trailed over the exposed collarbone, the pale skin stretching over muscles and sinews, two dark nipples begging to be licked. It was safe to say he was momentarily distracted.

“It is!” Matt protested and brought Dom back into reality, the blonde ducking away when Matt swung the razor in a typical Bellamy gesture of articulating.

“Come on, you silly moose. Give me that razor.”

Without waiting he grabbed it out of Matt’s hands and pushed him towards the edge of the bathtub, making him sit on the rim. He pushed the brunette’s chin up a bit to get better access, then started to shave alongside his jaw.

“I could have done that myself,” Matt argued, but didn’t move away.

“Stop twitching!” Dom chided him, but continued without a halt. “And you could have, but we’d still be here tomorrow.”

When Matt opened his mouth to speak up again, clearly an insult on the tip of his tongue, he added in a much quieter voice, “Plus, I really like doing this. Taking care of you. I like pampering you.”

The singer’s mouth snapped shut then, a small smile gracing his lips. The look he gave Dom was so full of adoration that the drummer had to look away. He still didn’t deal well with it, no matter how much he longed to see it again. It made his stomach roll in the most pleasant ways and gave him a dizziness he couldn’t shake easily. He was clearly a lost cause.

He finished the task and grabbed a towel to clean the remaining shaving cream off, the typical Bellamy goatee now gracing the singer’s face.

“There, you look decent again. One could even think you’re a proper gentleman instead of a dirty tramp.”

“Piss off!”

The towel was slung around the back of the singer’s neck and Dom pulled him towards his own body, kissing him softly. Matt responded immediately, one hand raising to touch Dom’s cheek, the other squeezing his waist. His pointy tongue slid inside the blonde’s mouth with ease and Dom let him dominate him without putting up any fight. There was even less fight involved when 2 calloused hands moved to grab his bum and massaged the cheeks vigorously.

Matt released his mouth and Dom gasped for air, trying to get his brain to work. He looked at Matt with half lidded eyes and tried really hard to ignore the lustful look the singer was giving him.

“We need to-”

“-get to the bedroom, I agree.” Matt grinned and dived back in. He pushed his groin forward, both gasping at the contact. His hips started to sway in the rhythm of his tongue up above.

“No, Matt. The show. We need to get ready.”

The brunette hummed against his lips before his mouth trailed downwards to the blonde’s neck to suck on his pulsepoint. “I can give you a show you won’t forget, baby.”

Dom, still trying to keep up conscious thought, shook his head. “No, no. Stop, we need to… to… Oh shit, yes.”

He abandoned his last shred of resolve when talented fingers touched his cock through his pants. Matt knew how to push his buttons, and Dom could do nothing but accept it. His loud moan echoed through the bathroom when he threw his head back in pleasure. The singer’s mouth left his neck to continue its journey downwards, then. He trailed his tongue along his collarbone, licking it with passion. The hand that wasn’t occupied with Dom’s dick travelled to the top buttons of his shirt and popped them open before moving onto one of his nipples, teasing the bud lightly.

Another moan escaped the drummer’s lips when Matt’s tongue travelled further down and both hands let go of him to grab his hips instead. The promise of what was to come, with Matt almost kneeling in front of him, was too much to take and he feared he’d come on the spot before the main course had even been served.

“You’re right,” the brunette suddenly exclaimed and let go of Dom, pushing himself back into a standing position. The drummer whined in response and pawed at the pale chest that was now back in front of him, Matt laughing manically at his childish behaviour. “Come on.”

“Nooooo! Matt, what are you doing?” The brunette in question was busy putting on his shirt and buttoning it up. “Stop, why are you getting dressed?”

“The show? You just said we have to get ready.”

“But-”

“Sorry, Dom. Show.”

Dom whined. “Remind me again why I love you?”

“Because I’m a good looking, honorable gentleman.”

“You’re a stupid wanker, that’s what you are.”

“And yet, you still love me,” Matt said and winked at him before he left the bathroom to collect his socks and shoes.

Dom looked after him and smiled to himself. When Matt was out of sight he put the razor and shaving cream away and tidied up. One day he’d teach the singer to keep the bathroom - or any room, really - clean when he worked in it. Seeing as they had officially moved in together it was a necessity to teach him some manners or Dom would sooner or later go insane. He picked up a stray towel and put it on the rack, only then he was satisfied with the state of the room. The fact that his erection had vanished due to the distraction was a nice bonus, and he felt ready to leave without the danger of jumping Matt as soon as he laid his eyes on him (not that it was literally dangerous, or even something negative, but kind of counter-productive when you wanted to leave the house in time).

He looked himself over in the mirror and fingered his hair to get some strands back into position before he left the bathroom and sat down in the armchair located in the den. He sighed heavily and looked out of the window.

Now that the arousal had left his body Dom felt himself becoming nervous again. They were going to do a gig at the Royal Albert Hall tonight, their first proper appearance since the events of last year. They had managed to dodge interviews and paparazzi surprisingly well, not only while Matt had struggled with therapy but also during their studio time. Tonight, however, they wouldn’t be able to escape the many questions and observant eyes.

Matt had actually suggested this small one-off show, a charity gig with all earnings going to the Mind charity that dealt with mental health issues. Although different from what they usually supported, Dom had immediately jumped at the singer’s idea, knowing fully well just how important it was that there were people taking care, not only of those dealing with mental issues, but also their friends and family. He himself would forever be grateful that they had gotten all the support they could ever have asked for when they had dealt with Matt’s PTSD.

He looked to the side when he heard footsteps coming from the staircase. Sure enough Matt’s body came into view, now fully dressed in a dark blue suit jacket hugging his upper body. Dom rose from the chair and walked towards the singer, watching him fumble with the cuffs nervously, the bravado from before flown out of the window.

Wordlessly, Dom grabbed Matt’s underarm and pulled him closer before he buttoned up the cuff. Once done, Matt raised his arm to let the drummer do the other side as well.

“Dom?”

The drummer looked up from the cuffs to stare into vulnerable blue eyes.

“It will be okay, right?”

“Of course,” he said reassuringly. “It will all be alright. We’ll go in there, own that gig, talk for a bit and then go home.”

Matt hummed in reply, not actually convinced.

“Hey.” Dom let go of the singer’s hands to push up his chin, giving Matt no choice but to look into his eyes. “You’re going to blow them away. You’ll be fine.”

He moved his hand to Matt’s neck, caressing the soft skin there and feeling his heartbeat thumping underneath. Their hands locked, the rest of the conversation taking place solely through gestures.

Blue eyes staring into grey depths intently. I’m scared.

A tilt of the head. So am I.

A peck on the corner of his mouth. Stay with me.

A cheek pressed to another cheek. You’re not alone.

A proper kiss this time. I love you.

Arms looping around a skinny body. I’ll never let you go.

They smiled against each other’s lips until Dom let go of the singer and took a step backwards, looking into his eyes. He looked a lot calmer now, albeit still a bit nervous. Dom could only guess that Matt would read the same in his.

“Let’s go, or Chris will be pissed.”

Matt giggled softly and nodded, his small bout of doubt having passed for the time being.

“I’m actually pretty tempted to rile him up.”

“Please don’t,” Dom begged and giggled himself. “I really don’t want to pull your head out of the toilet. Or your arse.”

The brunette pouted at that before he scrunched up his nose, probably conjuring a mental image of his head stuck god knows where. Then he broke into another fit of giggles and poked Dom in the ribs, who squeaked loudly.

“Come on now, twatface,” Matt said sweetly and made his way to the door. He stopped in his tracks and looked back at Dom. The latter hadn’t moved a single step, much more interested in watching the brunette. He walked back to take Dom’s hand and pulled him with him without another word.
___

“Half an hour to go, everyone!” Tom shouted as he hurried through the wide and busy corridor, and shortly after came to a halt in the open door of Matt’s dressing room.

The singer was seated on the couch, his attention apparently completely elsewhere, as his fingers flew through the air in front of him, touching invisible piano keys.

“Hey,” came Dom’s excited voice from down the corridor as he approached with a spring in his step.

“There you are,” Tom smiled. “Thought you’d be here with Matt. Is he alright?” The taller brunette nodded his head in Matt’s direction and Dom snuck a look around the corner into the room.

“Yeah, just went to take a piss,” he shrugged and smiled softly at the sight of his boyfriend. “He’s good. He’s been doing that every few minutes ever since the soundcheck. Said it helps him go through the songs again.”

“Ah, one of his musical-genius things,” Tom chuckled, highly amused by the fact that their friend was completely oblivious to his surroundings. “Thought I knew them all by now.”

“Nah, this one is new,” Dom replied and squeezed past Tom into the room.

“27 minutes,” the photographer reminded him with another look at his watch and then hurried off, looking as important as humanly possible so no one tried to stop him.

“He’s probably gonna bother the rest of the crew about the time now, isn’t he?” Matt laughed quietly and Dom slumped down next to him, a little surprised Matt hadn’t zoned out completely, after all.

“Knowing Tom… yes,” Dom chuckled and put an arm up on the back of the couch, starting to gently ruffle the hair at the nape of Matt’s neck. “Are you alright?”

At that Matt rolled his eyes but smiled fondly. “Seriously Dom, you start to sound like a broken record. I’m good.”

“Yeah, maybe. But I know you and you know me, so you’ll have to deal with me asking at least five more times before we need to get on stage.”

“Guess I could have it worse,” Matt grinned and leant into the touch of Dom’s hand.

“Sorry to interrupt,” came a voice from the door and both men turned in their seats to find Chris standing in the doorway, “but Tom kindly asked me to tell you that we’ve got 20 minutes to go. And with kindly asked I mean loudly ordered.”

“Why’s he acting like we’ve never played a gig before?” the singer asked. “I know it’s been a while but procedures haven’t changed, have they? It’s still get on stage, play songs, make them swoon and throw a guitar at Dom, right?”

“Well, actually-” Dom started, not completely convinced by Matt’s bravado, but sensing a chance to save his delicate skin for once.

“Yes, exactly,” Chris cut him short and shared a laugh with the singer at Dom’s consternation. “Although it might be a good idea to make it up to him afterwards.”

“Would be great if you didn’t start throwing things at me again in the first place,” Dom butted in, but Matt simply waved him off.

“You know that I’m not my level-headed, rational self when I’m on stage.”

“When are you ever?”

“Okay, see you in a few,” Chris interrupted their bantering with a laugh and pulled out his phone that had just started ringing. “Kelly and the kids just arrived. I’m gonna pick them up at the backstage entrance.”

Dom grinned and Matt just saluted Chris in an exaggerated gesture. “Don’t forget to get to the stage in time or Tom will have your head on a stick.”

After the bassist had left Matt got up and walked over to his suitcase. He knelt down in front of it and started rummaging through it, his back to Dom. The latter leant forward, still seated on the couch, and supported his elbows on his knees while intently looking at his boyfriend. The movement stopped suddenly and the singer was frozen on the spot. Dom cocked his head and waited.

“Matt?” he asked gently when the singer hadn’t moved for quite some time.

“What if I fuck it up? What if I can’t play? What if I disappoint them? You?” Dom could see a violent shudder running through the small body.

Dom jumped up immediately and went to kneel beside him. He proceeded to put his hand to the back of Matt’s neck, rubbing it soothingly. Somehow he had expected it, but the sudden insecurity in Matt’s voice still took him by surprise.

“What are you talking about? You could never disappoint them. Or Chris and me, for that matter. You’re going to be as brilliant as ever, I know it.”

Matt turned his face towards him, looking timid and in dire need of confirmation. “How?”

“How I know that?” Dom asked and smiled softly at Matt’s hesitant nod. “It’s quite simple, really. I know you for starters. I know that, no matter what, you’re going to get out there and make that stage yours. That’s what you always do. You always rise above all the obstacles. It’s who you are and nothing can change that. And even if you thought you couldn’t and decided to stop making music after all, you could never disappoint me. You’d still be the same engaging, loveable and passionate man, the Matt I have fallen in love with.”

Matt’s smile grew a bit wider at that and he shoved Dom’s shoulder lightly. “You know that I have to tell you that you’re getting really soppy in your old age, right?”

“Yeah.” He shrugged and pressed a kiss to the other man’s temple. “I know.”

The brunette’s eyes dropped to the ground then and he whispered, “Thank you, though.” The gratefulness shone through in his voice and Dom’s lips turned upwards, a bit of colour tinting his cheeks.

“Ten minutes!” came another loud and more nervous shout from the hallway and the two musicians smiled at each other.

“Guess it’s time to work some magic.” Dom clapped his hands to his thighs and got up again. “You ready?”

“Not sure,” Matt replied and for a second Dom’s heart sank again. But then the singer looked up at him, reached his hand out for Dom take, and said, “We’ll just need to get on stage and see.”

“Sounds good to me,” the drummer beamed and pulled the other man to his feet. “Let’s go and see.”

Together the two men left the dressing room. By now the hallway was a lot quieter than it had been a few minutes ago. Most of the crew were already behind or around the stage, all getting ready for their first show since Helsinki.

Chris caught up with them then, smiling and putting his arms around their respective shoulders. Dom and Matt each looped an arm around his waist and intertwined their fingers behind the taller man’s back. They remained quiet as they walked down the hallway like that, not feeling the need for words. They all knew the importance of this moment. It was their final step back to how things used to be, back to normality.

From the side of the stage they could see the lights dimming and hear the crowd shouting for them. Matt stepped in front of both Dom and Chris and glanced backwards to his friends one more time before he jumped out and shouted something into his mic. Dom and Chris both grinned, then joined their singer while the spotlights were turned on and pointed on them.
___

“Has anyone seen Matt?”

Dom was walking through the backstage area after their gig, trying to locate the singer. After they had finished the setlist they’d gone back to the dressing room together, but Matt had apparently slipped out shortly after.

The show itself had been a huge success. The crowd had gone crazy over the setlist, which had been more on the rocky side of their spectrum, and they themselves had been more than happy to perform. Maybe it was because they hadn’t been on stage in a long time, but it seemed like they had been surrounded by a special energy that night.

Now, however, Matt seemed to have vanished into thin air. Dom wasn’t worried that Matt would do anything stupid, not at all, but maybe now that the adrenaline had mostly worn off the singer felt all the pressure and worries nagging at him again. After going through a rollercoaster of confidence the whole day the drummer wouldn’t be surprised if he found him back in a slump now. Whatever the reason was, he needed to make sure that Matt was or would be okay, then he’d leave him alone if that’s what he wanted.

“Matt? He just went outside a couple of minutes ago,” one of the techies told him and Dom went in the direction he pointed him at.

He pushed through several people packing their belongings, mostly wardrobe related and much to Dom’s embarrassment mostly his stuff, until the area cleared and he was faced with the fire exit. He pushed the door open carefully and stepped outside, a soft spring breeze immediately hitting his face.

The singer was leaning against the wall a couple of steps away from the door, his head tipped backwards so he could observe the stars. His right hand was raised to his mouth, a half gone cigarette poised between his pointer and middle finger. Dom watched him take a long drag before he exhaled the smoke and then turned his head towards the drummer, who took it as an invitation to join him when no word of protest was uttered. He closed the door to give them privacy and walked slowly over to Matt. He pushed his back to the wall next to him and studied his face.

“Alright?” he asked quietly.

Matt hummed in reply and offered the fag to Dom by pushing it against his lips. The blonde complied and inhaled deeply, his gaze moving upwards to the sky.

He felt so peaceful out there, the quietness such a stark contrast to the hectic life buzzing on the other side of the fire exit door. It was surprisingly warm for a spring night in London and the sky was almost cloudless, giving a wonderful view of the stars that were visible even through the light pollution caused by the busy city.

“‘s nice,” he commented.

Meanwhile, Matt moved closer to Dom so he could bump their heads together. “Sorry I bailed on you like that. Just needed a couple of minutes to myself.”

“‘s okay,” Dom said. Grinning, he added, “I was just worried that you needed another cuddle.”

“Fuck off,” the smaller man grumbled and bumped his head into Dom’s forcefully. The drummer’s exclamation and string of expletives satisfied him only temporarily until aggressive fingers poked his ribs.

“You’re a downright nuisance!”

“Don’t pretend you didn’t know what you signed up for!” Matt giggled but didn’t need long until he calmed down again after Dom spared him another attack. The gig really had taken its toll on them and the quiet around them seemed to have its effect on the two musicians, as well. Matt took another drag from the cigarette and then handed it to the blonde to do the same.

“I know exactly what I have signed up for,” Dom whispered into the smoke he’d just blown through his lips.

Matt fumbled around with Dom’s hand to get the remnants of the cigarette from his fingers. He took one last, long drag from it and then stumped it out under his heel.

“‘twas a good gig, wasn’t it?” he asked quietly, his gaze still directed upwards.

“It was a great gig,” Dom replied enthusiastically. “You were amazing. So was the crowd. And the crew. And Chris and I, we were great, too.”

A soft giggle escaped the smaller man’s lips as he nodded and turned to his boyfriend again. “You know that I couldn’t have done it without you, right?”

Dom sniggered and put an arm around Matt’s shoulder. “Well, sometimes I think you’d make a very entertaining one-man show.”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it, twat,” Matt retorted without much force behind his words. “This whole… everything.” He moved his arms around, gesturing in his usual manner when he didn’t know how to put his thoughts into words.

“Matt, shut up.” The smile was obvious in Dom’s voice, but he still meant it. “You’ve thanked me enough. But you couldn’t have done it without yourself, either. It’s not like I did all the work.”

“Yeah,” Matt sighed and leant into Dom. “It’s all a bit surreal, though. To be back, I mean. Everything feels different, although nothing really is, you know? I’m still a bit scared, but tonight I realised that this is good. Being back out there, coming out of my shell again, it helps.”

Dom just kept smiling and pressed his nose into the mess that was Matt’s hair. “I hoped it would.”

For a few minutes they fell back into silence. They could hear the low murmuring of people and the odd car driving by while they both revelled in each other’s presence. But, Matt being Matt, he couldn’t stay still for much longer and so he wriggled himself out of Dom’s embrace and went to lean on the balustrade in front of them. Dom eyed him curiously until a low laugh erupted from the smaller man. The drummer proceeded to stand beside him, giggling without knowing what was going on. Matt’s laugh was just that infectious.

“It’s all a bit cliché, isn’t it? The happy ending after the long struggle?”

“Yeah, but what can you do?” Dom grinned broadly. “Clichés are clichés for a reason. There is something beautiful to them. Besides, this is not the typical ending of any old movie. We’ve got years and years ahead of us. As a band, as mates, as a family, and as-”

“Oi, stop there,” Matt laughed, almost hysterical now. “You’re just making it worse!”

“Piss off.”

His laugh quieted down then, only a chuckle left, and he said softly, “You’re such a romantic, Dom.”

The blonde smiled to himself and didn’t bother to correct Matt. In a way the singer was right. If Dom could, he’d wine and dine him every day and make him feel like the most important person on earth. Which he was to Dom, to be quite honest. If that wasn’t romantic - and, admittedly, really gay - then he didn’t know.

“Not bad…” Matt continued quietly and paused for effect, Dom taking his hand to squeeze it. “... for a whore like you.”

“You’re such a wanker, Matt,” Dom exclaimed and pulled the singer towards him, embracing him to poke his sides vigorously.

The shrill giggle that followed could probably be heard throughout the whole city.


~ Fin ~
 
 
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[identity profile] nuraicha.livejournal.com on April 6th, 2015 06:24 pm (UTC)
Oh god, I don't even know what to say. I can't believe this has ended, I just can't. That was quite a ride, wasn't it? I mean, it was for me, so I can't even start imagining what it was for you two. Thank you for writing this.

And now, let's have the quotery:

Matt was standing in front of the mirror, razor in one hand while the other massaged shaving cream into the skin of his chin and jaw. He was not only barefoot but also shirtless, which didn’t go unnoticed by the drummer. Grey eyes trailed over the exposed collarbone, the pale skin stretching over muscles and sinews, two dark nipples begging to be licked. It was safe to say he was momentarily distracted. You like to start with a bang, clearly. DAYUM.

The singer’s mouth snapped shut then, a small smile gracing his lips. The look he gave Dom was so full of adoration that the drummer had to look away. He still didn’t deal well with it, no matter how much he longed to see it again. It made his stomach roll in the most pleasant ways and gave him a dizziness he couldn’t shake easily. He was clearly a lost cause. And here starts the sobbing. MY BABIES.

the typical Bellamy goatee now gracing the singer’s face. I might have or might have not moaned out loud. GOATEE \o/

“The show? You just said we have to get ready.”
“But-”
“Sorry, Dom. Show.”
HIJO DE PUTA AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Seeing as they had officially moved in together it was a necessity to teach him some manners or Dom would sooner or later go insane. *dying whale noises* THEY ARE TOGETHER LIVING I MEAN FUCK

Matt had actually suggested this small one-off show, a charity gig with all earnings going to the Mind charity that dealt with mental health issues. Although different from what they usually supported, Dom had immediately jumped at the singer’s idea, knowing fully well just how important it was that there were people taking care, not only of those dealing with mental issues, but also their friends and family. He himself would forever be grateful that they had gotten all the support they could ever have asked for when they had dealt with Matt’s PTSD. I CAN'T I JUST CAN'T I DON'T WANT THIS TO END I FUCKING CAN'T NO NO NO THIS OMG THIS IS TOO GOOD AND I'M CRYING

Blue eyes staring into grey depths intently. I’m scared.

A tilt of the head. So am I.

A peck on the corner of his mouth. Stay with me.

A cheek pressed to another cheek. You’re not alone.

A proper kiss this time. I love you.

Arms looping around a skinny body. I’ll never let you go.
LOOK AT HOW MUCH THEY LOVE EACH OTHER LOOK AT THAT

looking as important as humanly possible so no one tried to stop him. LMAO this cracked me up!

<“You know that I’m not my level-headed, rational self when I’m on stage.”

“When are you ever?”/i> You read my thoughts, Dom.

“It’s quite simple, really. I know you for starters. I know that, no matter what, you’re going to get out there and make that stage yours. That’s what you always do. You always rise above all the obstacles. It’s who you are and nothing can change that. And even if you thought you couldn’t and decided to stop making music after all, you could never disappoint me. You’d still be the same engaging, loveable and passionate man, the Matt I have fallen in love with.” speechless. Oh my god, oh my god.
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[identity profile] nuraicha.livejournal.com on April 6th, 2015 06:25 pm (UTC)
Chris caught up with them then, smiling and putting his arms around their respective shoulders. Dom and Matt each looped an arm around his waist and intertwined their fingers behind the taller man’s back. They remained quiet as they walked down the hallway like that, not feeling the need for words. They all knew the importance of this moment. It was their final step back to how things used to be, back to normality. oh. This. Oh this, oh this. Oh my heart. I... Fuck, you know when you see someone's halo around them? Yeah me neither, but it's this fucking moment, all that union, that triad, that omg I am dying.

The singer was leaning against the wall a couple of steps away from the door, his head tipped backwards so he could observe the stars. His right hand was raised to his mouth, a half gone cigarette poised between his pointer and middle finger. Dom watched him take a long drag before he exhaled the smoke and then turned his head towards the drummer, who took it as an invitation to join him when no word of protest was uttered. He closed the door to give them privacy and walked slowly over to Matt. He pushed his back to the wall next to him and studied his face. Why is this THAT sexy. WHY.

Usually, at the end of a fic, I try to give an insight on the general story. Here, I really don't know if I'll be able to, because I find myself at a lost of words.

Not everybody would have succeeded with such a plot, you know. This was more that just simple angst, this was a proper thriller with a deep analysis of the characters' psyche and that isn't easy. I think you have handled everything so well, I'm in awe at it. The pace, that was one of the things that surprised me the most, how well you managed to get it right, to make everything happen when it had to and not rush anything. Same thing with the character development: being a CD whore as I am, I can truly say this was one hell of a ride in that aspect, and that you fully satisfied my cravings. What a journey all of them has have to endure, what a journey.

Girls, I really wish I could say more. This was good stuff, very good stuff. I'll miss it so much and I hope we can have more of you two here. Dankeschön für alles angst!*

*I had to try.

PS: FIRST COMMENT FUCK YEAH \o/
[identity profile] kaossbells.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2015 08:04 pm (UTC)
Irene... Irene!!! ;O; Yes, it is indeed over... and replying to all your comments is our very final UD act... feels almost as unreal as uploading that chapter did. It was an amazing emotional rollercoaster for us, complete with frustration and heart pounding and laughter and ANGST.

Aaaaah, the final quotery ;O; (Sorry, I'm getting sentimental again...)

Yeah, we loved that razor image so fucking much... Just imagine! It's The Sex, capital letters. Quite the classic image, of course, but an awesome one nevertheless xD

Said babies finally have their happy ending. Or beginning. Or whatever you wanna call it. Happiness all the people! And it was dearly needed, I know. We know. Everyone knows!

The goatee, yes... You also may or may not call it self/fanservice. Beard for everyone's pleasure, here we go. (The. Sex.)

Eheheheheee, I don't really understand what you're saying, but I get the overall frustration! xD It's always as much appreciated as your praise is. EMOTIONS, and the whole variety at that!

Of course they're living together. I mean, did you really think that they could be apart for more than a few seconds after all that shit? ;D If we do angst, we DO angst. And if we have to do fluff, we DO fluff. (Or so we tried.)

That silent conversation was Stef's doing ;D (I loved it so much after my first reading... Although it is seriously fluffy. Don't hold us to that! It's not our main genre!) We love going to the extreme in every respect xD Looks like it kinda worked out.

Tom is an important man, yo. Soon he will rule the world and drown us all in his madness. (Seriously, I can imagine him strutting around and giving orders so well xD And secretly everyone's laughing because it's kinda adorable.)

I think Dom is the person to think all the same thoughts we think. At least about Matt. I'm even going so far as to say that he's had all our the porn thoughts before. He's quite the hipster in that respect.

That is yet another very cheesy image, but it needed to be in there, still. Chris needed to be there for their whole big return. You can't just leave Chris out, it's the law. If anything, Chris is the one to leave people out. UNITY ALL THE PEOPLE!

Because smoking is sexy. Not for all people, I know, but hell... I couldn't resist a smoking Matt. Let's be honest, none of us could resist Matt, anyways. But smoking... It's just this little kink about his slim, long fingers holding that cigarette, putting it to his soft lips, and taking leisure drags from it. I MEAN HOW COULD THAT NOT BE HOT AS HELL???

Oh shit... now we come to the part that made me choke with tears when I first read your comment. Seriously, bro! Seriously! Everything... everything you said! We're passed blushing here. Your praise means the world to us and will do so forever. We truly appreciate your appreciation for this story and our writing and shit I'm about to shed some tears again if I don't stop soon...

Such an amazing try! Bitteschön!!! For all the angst! And thanks so much for all your support, we love you!!! <3<3<3



[identity profile] space-black-out.livejournal.com on April 6th, 2015 09:46 pm (UTC)
Awwwww!! This was the perfect ending!
I loved their bathroom scene...why is Dom shaving Matt so sexy??
Their banter was perfect and I adored how Dom kept reassuring Matt, it shows just how much of a rock he's become for him *sigh*

I loved their silent gestures too and how they can just communicate without words, I imagine they can do this in real life too. :)

But my very favourite part was when all three of them were walking to the stage together, connected physically and emotionally, on their way to put on an awesome show and support each other through it all, it warmed my heart and gave me so many feels! It also made me think of their recent shows and how they were just so happy and together... *sniffs* it's beautiful!

Well done girls on a fabulous story and a wonderful journey! I'll miss these boys but I'm so glad you could give them the happiest of endings!
<333
mcsparklez: dom gig[personal profile] mcsparklez on May 13th, 2015 07:42 pm (UTC)
We debated a long time on how to end it. We had a million possibilities but ultimate settled on this because it just seemed so... I don't know, it seemed like the best way to let them go. Nothing is ever perfect after something like this, but they'll always have each other to cling to if everything else fails. Not just Matt and Dom, but Chris too. That was important for us. It's so easy to forget about him, but he's just as much of a rock to any of them. That being said, means a lot to us that exactly that scene with all three of them warmed you the most. And yes, they seem so incredibly happy and like a perfect unison this tour around :D

The shaving part was actually something we finished first. Talk about priorities ;) The act itself is incredibly sensual and erotic on an entirely different level, and imagining Dom doing it to Matt just adds another sexy layer.

No doubt about them being able to communicate without words. They've been friends for so long, I'm fairly sure they can do it easily, even without being in love.

Lou, thank you so much for everything. We never expected you to read this story, and then you popped up and we literally squealed with joy. It means so much that you stuck with us till the end, and even more that you enjoyed it as much as you did. I wish I could say more, but we both know I'm shit with words, but just know that we love you and thank you with a million kisses, hugs and Dom nudes. Thank you <333
[identity profile] spiralstatix.livejournal.com on April 6th, 2015 09:56 pm (UTC)
What a beautiful ending!! I expect that Matt will have struggles for quite possibly the rest of his life, but it warmed my heart to see him perform and laugh with Dom and everyone else again.

This was just an all-around exciting and terrifying and sexy and sweet story -- it was quite the emotional ride. Thank you so much for writing this <3
[identity profile] kaossbells.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2015 08:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you so damn much! I'm very emotional right now and I'm crying over every comment I'm replying to. ;O;

It's soooo good to see how much you people loved our little story, it really kept us going (even through our rougher patches).

Yes, you're right. Matt has not healed and possibly never will, at least not completely. There are things you cannot just forget. But his friends will help him whenever he needs them. And then there is Dom. His lifeline. The one he can and will always rely on. Really, no one can deny that those two need each other like fresh air.

Again, thank you so much for reading this and leaving us your thoughts and aww! It's so much appreciated, you wouldn' even believe!



[identity profile] dominic-james.livejournal.com on April 7th, 2015 12:56 am (UTC)
Cevnubazjzjsiaiajsbsjakaieiwna

Sorry :') jeez I loved this fic

And woow the song I'm listening now
Iike the title song when the lights in the cinema come on. It's So Tired (early version) by Rod Stewart lmao I'm laughing. XD
mcsparklez: Dom shooting 2014[personal profile] mcsparklez on May 13th, 2015 08:22 pm (UTC)
All good, no apologies needed. We can totally relate to keysmashes and spazzing. Of course it makes it all the better that you're flailing about this fic, so we'll just lie on the floor and spazz with you.

Haha, nice! Kinda fitting then, I'd say ;)

Thank you so much for commenting and supporting us until this very end. It was a long journey with so many ups and downs, and we're delighted to hear that you loved this so much. We like to make people happy xx
[identity profile] matturemuser.livejournal.com on April 7th, 2015 03:16 am (UTC)
*sigh* Wow.

This has been an epic journey to be sure. Often I go back to read stories but this one will never be read again. I just can't handle that level of pain and angst. Once was enough and will be enough for me to remember forever.

I'm not going to quote. I wouldn't be able to choose anyway. But the scene where the three of them were walking to the stage together was exquisite. It demonstrated the love shared, not just between Matt and Dom, but between them all. It was simply beautiful and a writing masterpiece.

I also adored that you returned them to the playful pair that they have always been...the teasing, the tickling, the insults. If this isn't true to RL, I don't know what is.

The tender moments were perfection...shaving, sharing the cigarette, the dressing. The vulnerability was heart-wrenching. But you captured so much love.

Bravo girls. I salute your brilliance! Thank you so much for giving us this wonderful story. xxx
[identity profile] kaossbells.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2015 08:29 pm (UTC)
Fuck, it really got to you then? We count this as a sucess in the angst department x) So thanks so much for having stuck with us! We couldn't be more grateful... ;O;

Jesus, a writing masterpiece... All that praise, fuck... We really do feel humbled by the response to this story. Thanks, again! And it was so important to us that there is unity between them all again. They were in it together and so they need to be together when the suffering subsided, too. They all really deserved their happily ever after, I think. Although... You wouldn't believe all the alternative endings we discussed. There were evil twins and more people died. That is all.

After all the character development we needed some classic Matt/Dom, that is true. The changed a lot during all the shit they went through, but some things cannot just be erased. Just as their playful behaviour wih each other ;)

Love, fluff... usually so not our division xD But we tried and are delighted that it seemed to have worked! SO thanks a lot for pointing that out! <3

Load of thanks right back at you! Without all the support and love we got from you amazing readers we probably wouldn't have gone through with this. <3
[identity profile] rocketbbydolls.livejournal.com on April 7th, 2015 08:47 am (UTC)
NOOOO I refuse to believe this is the last chapter :'( I don't even know what to say, I'm so in love with this story... It was sad, it was dramatic, it made me cry and smile - it had just the right mix of angst and happiness. Lmao I suck at commenting so I'm just gonna quote some stuff and then go sit in a corner and cry a bit because I don't want this to end :D

Grey eyes trailed over the exposed collarbone, the pale skin stretching over muscles and sinews, two dark nipples begging to be licked. - Damn you to hell.

Without waiting he grabbed it out of Matt’s hands and pushed him towards the edge of the bathtub, making him sit on the rim. He pushed the brunette’s chin up a bit to get better access, then started to shave alongside his jaw. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Blue eyes staring into grey depths intently. I’m scared.

A tilt of the head. So am I.

A peck on the corner of his mouth. Stay with me.

A cheek pressed to another cheek. You’re not alone.

A proper kiss this time. I love you.

Arms looping around a skinny body. I’ll never let you go.
- Oh god this was so intense and romantic it totally wrecked me.

“I’m actually pretty tempted to rile him up.” - If this is not an actual quote of the real Matthew Bellamy then I don't know what is. :D

Chris caught up with them then, smiling and putting his arms around their respective shoulders. Dom and Matt each looped an arm around his waist and intertwined their fingers behind the taller man’s back. They remained quiet as they walked down the hallway like that, not feeling the need for words. They all knew the importance of this moment. It was their final step back to how things used to be, back to normality. - THIS THIS THIS. I'M SO PROUD OF THEM AHHH MY BABIES :'''')))))) It's amazing how despite the horrors and struggle they had to go through, they completed a full circle and are back together, doing their stuff, playing for people and supporting and loving each other. They would be nowhere as far as they are now if they didn't go each and every step hand in hand, sharing and caring and helping one another. And I think this applies for the real Muse as well you know... Haha lol now I'm just rambling. But I think I'm allowed to get a little bit emotional since this is the end of the story and all :P
Well anyway, thank you for writing this amazing piece and I hope this is not the last time we're hearing from y'all! Keep up the great work, MS needs you! :P xxx
mcsparklez: matt black white jacket[personal profile] mcsparklez on May 13th, 2015 08:40 pm (UTC)
Sorry :( We didn't want to believe it ourselves, but it's true. And I can tell you that we tried to delay it as much as possible (this was supposed to be 12 chapters long in the beginning, can you believe it?), but they had to go sooner or later. The least we could do is give them a proper ending, and I think (or at least hope) we managed to do that well.

Glad you mention the full circle, because that was exactly what we were trying to go for. Thus also starting and finishing with a gig. It's a step back into normality for them.

Yes, they're a unit, all three of them. I also agree that it applies to real Muse as well, the best example we have is Chris' alcoholism. He wouldn't be anywhere close to where he is now without the two twats (of course Kelly and the kids play an even bigger role). They have a wonderful friendship and I envy them a lot for it.

Never apologise for rambling, we love reading what you think ;) And nope, your comments aren't shit either. Never. Thank YOU for commenting and cheering, and being overall awesome. No, really. That means a fuckload to us. It definitely won't be the last time you hear from us, can't get rid of us so easily, believe me. Thank you <33
[identity profile] aka-demon72.livejournal.com on April 7th, 2015 03:27 pm (UTC)
This was adorable and cute and so lovely and just ugh my heart omg

I loved this from start to finish and just thank you so much for writing such an awesome and original story and sharing it with us.

Hope to see much more from you guys in the future! <33333333
[identity profile] kaossbells.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2015 08:38 pm (UTC)
Adorable, cute and lovely? Oh well... xD Thank you loads! Exactly what we aimed for. Even though it's completely beyond us how we managed. Because, as you know, angst is more up our alley. But there's always a time and a place for fluff. And this was it.

We loved sharing this with you and your response was amazing, so thanks right back at you! It was quite the rollercoaster and we almost died in the process ;)

Thanks and all the gratitude! <3
[identity profile] festive-tights.livejournal.com on April 8th, 2015 04:08 am (UTC)
I feel like a bit of an idiot leaving my first comment on the final chapter of this fic...sorry about that. The reason is because I just binge-read this whole thing in practically one go and it was probably the most intense fucking thing I've ever done. I have emotional whiplash. WHAT A STORY! You two are amazing! I wish I could relay every single thought I had while reading this but honestly I think that would make my comment even longer than Irene's (LOL I love you Irene!! <33). Suffice to say that there were many moments where I shouted out loud/threw things, only to tear up at other parts :') I guess my most coherent thought right now is that you captured the love and openness between them perfectly. I can't imagine being that close with someone for 20+ years, and you guys portrayed that so beautifully it took my breath away at times. Reading this was several hours of my time WELL SPENT! Lots of love to you both and thank you, thank you for this incredible work. <3
mcsparklez: belldom b/w[personal profile] mcsparklez on May 13th, 2015 08:57 pm (UTC)
Psh, not an idiot at all. The best comes for last, as we all know. The important thing is, that you're here. And it means a lot to us. Like, you won't even believe how much.

Oh wow, binge-reading all of this seems like psychological torture. I'm pretty proud of you, though! And ah, so happy to hear that you liked it. And reading about your reactions? Yep, we're totally over the moon. So glad we could bring all these feelings across, and your praise only makes it better. Seriously, I can't even put in words how much it means to us (I seem to repeat this sentence a whole lot, but it's the truth, believe me).

Thank YOU so much for this comment. It doesn't mean if it's the only one or the 20th. It's worth just as much and (attention, another repetition) means so much to us. We're glad we could entertain you this much and hope to be back at some point again. LOVE TO YOU, MY DEAR <3
[identity profile] world-crumbling.livejournal.com on April 9th, 2015 02:21 pm (UTC)
Oh, it's over :( I don't know what to say. It has been such an amazing journey from start to finish. I'm glad that you gave them the happy end after all the struggle you put them through. They so deserve it.

I love that you had a scene with Chris at the end because it's coming full circle, isn't it? They're back together again, all three of them, and they do what they love. But then you go and show Matt and Dom alone once more and make this perfect by showing them happy and relaxed, especially Matt. Thank you for this.

Hope to see more from you guys! You're amazing writers. For now, I'm just gonna miss this story and its characters terribly.
[identity profile] kaossbells.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2015 08:45 pm (UTC)
A loss for words is definitely a good sign ;) And yes, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel and (this time) we didn't let them crash headfirst into the freight train. That light truly was their happy ending. And I guess we all deserved it. After all, it was quite a ride.

Full circle indeed, thanks for noticing! That was so very important to us! There needed to be some Chris before the more private final scene. Because the whole thing would've gone spectacularly wrong if it hadn't been for Chris. They all played very different but equally important roles in this. So leaving out this amazing man wasn't really an option. That scene at the very end was needed, too, you're quite right. Those two deserved it more than anything.

Thanks so much for your kind words!!! They mean the world to us, no kidding!!! <3
[identity profile] burnettc.livejournal.com on April 12th, 2015 07:09 am (UTC)
perfect and heart warming ending, aww <3
such great job, I really enjoy the whole story, thank you!
mcsparklez: Matt BHaR white/yellow[personal profile] mcsparklez on May 13th, 2015 09:00 pm (UTC)
Is it? Well, then we're glad we wrote it like that! Took us a while to decide on an end, we had like, a million possibilities (all of them going for a happy end, mind you!). We're super glad that it's so perfect for you, though. Means we've chosen the right thing ;)

Thank you for all the praise. It warms our souls like a hot chocolate in winter. And thank YOU for sticking with us and enjoying this so immensely <3
[identity profile] unomusette.livejournal.com on April 12th, 2015 07:33 pm (UTC)
....aaaand relax, wearing soppy smile.....

This is the perfect finish with so many great little moments. The epic-ness has never let up throughout this fic, it's never been indulgent and this is just one feature of your shared talent for a rip-roaring tale.

There's been suspense, cliffhangers, WTF!!! moments, brilliant relationship insights and a healthy dose of smut. And realistic reactions to the trauma suffered by all involved which made it all the more convincing.

At times I did doubt we'd get this glorious happy ending but you did us proud. Thanks for keeping us hooked, yes and even for the torment you put us through. I will really miss this story and hope you'll soon be back with more *salutes*

xxxxx
[identity profile] kaossbells.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2015 08:54 pm (UTC)
Your comment, bro... YOUR COMMENT! I'm tearing up. Again. Thanks. It feels so amazing to read what you think of this story... and your praise, it's really top notch! xD THANKS SO MUCH!!! We're seriously glad you enjoyed it so much!

I cannot... Somehow I feel like I need to quote your comment, but that seems a little silly. But all the gratitude! There is so much relief right now... Because you found it realistic and that's one of the most important things for us! As replying to the comments to this chapter is our very final act in the whol Upside Down department, I'm very very emotional right now, so don't judge me...

Also great to hear you doubted us ;D Because it means we were still able to surprise! The torment is our baby. Angst is life. And, once again, thank you so much for your support and all your kind words!!! Love love love and ANGST!!! <3

mjartrod[personal profile] mjartrod on April 19th, 2015 06:53 pm (UTC)
Oh so many moment, so many momentsssssssssss. Did you decide “it’s the end, so let’s kill them with MOMENT after MOMENT after MOMENT”? Cos that’s what it felt like. Sentence after sentence, after paragraph I went AAWWW or YESSS or WHEEEEE and WAAAH and OMG and I LOVE THIS BIT. I’m just going to point out some stuff cos really.
I think I’d already told you this but I loved that you dated this chapter like this because well, I like stuff like that lol

The razor was soo hot. Fucking seriously. Old fashioned way is the best, really. Kinda reminded me of Bond in Skyfall too. Just because.

The look he gave Dom was so full of adoration that the drummer had to look away. He still didn’t deal well with it, no matter how much he longed to see it again. It made his stomach roll in the most pleasant ways and gave him a dizziness he couldn’t shake easily. He was clearly a lost cause.

FLAISLING

The promise of what was to come, with Matt almost kneeling in front of him,
Why is this so hot? I dont know. But the image. Fuck me, the image.

Dom rose from the chair and walked towards the singer, watching him fumble with the cuffs nervously, the bravado from before flown out of the window.
H/C. hjklhkklj

The idea for the charity was soo lovely. Ending with a gig, it had to be like this, of course, was there any other way?

Playing air piano. Hahaha.

Dom jumped up immediately and went to kneel beside him. He proceeded to put his hand to the back of Matt’s neck, rubbing it soothingly. Somehow he had expected it, but the sudden insecurity in Matt’s voice still took him by surprise.
I was thinking until this how natural the backstage stuff felt and how it’s all nerves and bantering and then Matt does that and bang, you’re again aware that the adrenaline and nerves must be tenfold for him and god, how can you even cope?

Chris caught up with them then, smiling and putting his arms around their respective shoulders. Dom and Matt each looped an arm around his waist and intertwined their fingers behind the taller man’s back. They remained quiet as they walked down the hallway like that, not feeling the need for words. They all knew the importance of this moment. It was their final step back to how things used to be, back to normality.
THIS OMG. THis is perfection. This is my babies and I love them and I just wanna reach out and grab them and BURSTING WITH LURVE HERE

Matt stepped in front of both Dom and Chris and glanced backwards to his friends one more time before he jumped out and shouted something into his mic.
*wipes tear and clutches matt hard to chest*

it seemed like they had been surrounded by a special energy that night.
I loved this.

Well, sometimes I think you’d make a very entertaining one-man show
XD

Everything feels different, although nothing really is, you know? I’m still a bit scared, but tonight I realised that this is good. Being back out there, coming out of my shell again, it helps.”
I thought it would be the case of course. It’s another stage of recovery. One of the final ones.

The shrill giggle that followed could probably be heard throughout the whole city.
Weeping!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I forgot about the cigarette!! SMOKING. THAT IMAGE. GAH GAH GAH GAH!!!!!!!!! HOT AND SO PERFECT AND I DONT EVEN SMOKE BUT WHY DOES IT ALL FEEL BETTER WHEN THERE IS A CIGARETTE.

Edited 2015-04-19 06:56 pm (UTC)
mcsparklez: Matt Dead Inside PV[personal profile] mcsparklez on May 13th, 2015 10:03 pm (UTC)
Sophie, where to start? Where to fucking start? Let's do the easy part first; replying to your first comment.

Yes, that was our plan, "Let's kill Sophie with 'moment after moment'". Quite poetic, don'T you think? The ones to revive you to MS would be the ones to kill you and drive you out again. Ha, it sounds like something we'd do. It's also quite funny to me how we all react so strongly towards fluff although we're the fighters for everything angsty. It's a bit like an upside down (hehe) world.

The date of this chapter was a last minute decision. We fretted over it for such a long time - what date would be appropriate, which date would mean something to them or to us - and in the end it was in plain sight all along. Glad you spotted it ;)

The razor scene... Ah, yes. Or how Bells calls it, The Sex (both with capital letters). What is it about this man that makes even such a simple action so sexy? We don't know, but it doesn't matter. Mentioning Bond here, eh? Coming full circle, ehhhh???? *strokes beard* Yeah, I see what you did there ;)

Ending with a gig was the only way to do it, after much consideration. It seemed quite fitting, after starting with a gig, then Matt losing all he considered normal, to go back to normalcy like that. It's a full circle, and we couldn't imagine it any other way. Even if said normalcy is different from what it was before (the air piano you mentioned is a very subtle part of it, being a new addition to his pre-gig routine and all).

The scene with the three of them... Yes... Of course you love it. We all do. It was also our favourite part while writing this last chapter. It's just them as a unit, the strong, unyielding friendship they have. After everything they got thrown their way - from Matt getting kidnapped, to Dom and Chris' fallout, over getting Matt back and struggling with the aftermath - they're still a family, and even more so now. It means a lot, and just shows the love human beings can develop for each other.

It's okay to find Matt smoking hot even if you don't smoke. I feel the same. It's weirdly erotic. Probably because of his long fingers holding a cigarette and his thin lips wrapping around it when he takes a deep breathe and... Yeah, well, let's stop here. But I do agree, there's something utterly sexy about our boys smoking, even if it's not good for their health.
mjartrod[personal profile] mjartrod on April 19th, 2015 06:53 pm (UTC)

What can I say that I havent said yet haha

You already know this but this fic encompasses everything I personally enjoy in a story: on a shallow note, evil things done to Matt *EVIL GRIN* it’s perfection lmao; on a more serious note, sometimes you need to go through some rough times in your life to see how bright the good things shine and to discover things about yourself that you weren’t aware of. These two boys will forever be connected because the intensity of what they lived made them that much closer and realise (perhaps sooner than they otherwise would) what they truly mean to the other. And I love to see Matt as the protagonist of a story like this. Granted, in this particular story Dom sort of took center stage, but Matt. MATT. Matt. I can’t. I always. Too much. Him.
You skipped nothing and your resilience is to be commended for because the problem with long, intense stories like this, often written over a large period of time, is that often the authors give up halfway through. You didn't. And no matter how much detail you went into sometimes, you also never lost the sense of the big picture, you always knew where you wanted to go. As a reader I thank you for this because there is nothing more frustrating than an amazing story that never gets finished.

Thank you for an amazing journey and truly, thank you for writing something *I* like and for inspiring me to return to the world of museslash. I’ve been here for awhile and sometimes I’m more active others I’m just lurking, but it had been awhile since I felt so excited about a story and even wanted to write something and this story was it for me. It’s gonna be Museslash before UD and Museslash post UD XD

Be proud.
mcsparklez: Matt Dead Inside PV[personal profile] mcsparklez on May 13th, 2015 10:04 pm (UTC)
And now that the first is done, I don't know what to say to the second. This is painful for me, even if you won't believe it. I've told you a lot how Bells and I always loved your stories and that you were kind of an idol to both of us. You were also the reason we even started UD, because we talked about your stories one day (again) and decided it's been too long since someone posted proper angst. And then you popped up with a comment, and embarrassingly enough I still remember the exact moment I saw the notification. Like, I even remember where I was and what I did. Stuff you usually only remember with big things. So yes, this was big for me, big for us.

We've always tried to stay true with this story and keep as much detail in as possible, even if it was painful at times. You don't go through absolute hell and just recover perfectly with a perfect boyfriend and a perfect life. You simply don't. It's bad and it's messy and sometimes things don't go the way you want them to. Sometimes you try and try and try and in the end it wasn't enough, and you're left to pick up the pieces. Matt was lucky to be able to deal with it, and he was even luckier to have Dom at his side. I've always imagined real!Dom as a very patient person who can drop his pride and do anything for the people he loves. So it was our intention to bring that across in fic!Dom, too. The unconditional love he holds for his friends and Matt, but we also wanted to push him to the limit, to show that even he has a breaking point, and that horrible things not only affect the person they happen to. Granted, at first it wasn't our intention to focus so much on Dom in this, but it came naturally, and ultimately made the most perfect sense.

I don't know why you're thanking us, truly. We should be thanking you because you're here. Because you are a wonderful person. Because you're a great friend. We'll be forever thankful for starting this fic. Yes, it brought you excitement, but it brought us your stupid face back to MS. We couldn't have asked for something better. You'll always be someone special for us.

Always.