Brevity is the Soul of Wit: Fic Friday

[lordoflorien]

No migraine today, woo! I have a few things I plan on writing today, including a movie review and some tags, but first I'm opening myself up to #FicFriday prompts!

Continuing the new tradition from here:

- Leave prompts in the comment section below

Comments

[leigh57]

WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING WITH ME? That is a rhetorical question, but ffs me. I will tell you what is happening. I read your stuff and become instantly wordless. So I sit there for a while, rereading and rereading, think that maybe as I do so, I will find some cool words. But I don't. So then I go and have a cappuccino or something. Then I come back and read them some more. Nope, still no words. So I go and do a load of laundry. And then IT'S A MONTH LATER AND I HAVEN'T COMMENTED BECAUSE THIS SLIPPED DOWN MY EMAIL QUEUE THAT HAS LIKE 50 EMAILS IN IT.

*fails like a failing thing*

Anyway, dude. I just reread it all again, and right now I wish I could tell you how much I need this like air, because my heart is breaking over the 24 announcement. The one thing I kind of wanted was at least not to get new canon to joss stuff, and now they're gonna have him come back and probably have forgotten all about her and at worst have some other lollipop flavor of the month chick and NO NO NO.

God, I probably sound drunk, and I am lamentably sober, I swear.

Anyway yes, it was Renee Walker day, and I cried some more, because I'm not even lying when I say that I absolutely still routinely shed tears over her death. This is one of the oh so many reasons I love it when you write them. So what DON'T I love here? Nothing, that is what.

I adore the idea of her seeing herself when she looks at him, because really, that sums up why they were inevitable since the courtroom. It goes both ways. And omg this:

He couldn't do this, everything was telling him so; everything except for the hopeless racing of his heart when she was near, and the way her touch never made him flinch.

That last part, holy hell. My LJ is filled with post-ep entries about this, the way that for whatever reason, the rules were always different for her, and the funny thing is that I knew this even though S7 was my first season. He just treated her differently, let her into his space, and gah, I was such a goner.

NOT ANYMORE, OMG RENEE BB ILU.

And Jack's laughing and I'm reading it again and I just want to CRY BECAUSE THEY ARE SO PERFECT. And nobody else can ever be that perfect. And he wants to count her freckles and I can't even deal with it at all.

She looks up, their eyes briefly connecting. Glancing around the docks, she counts three, five, eight more unfriendlies in their path. When she looks back, she's smirking. "Nothing we can't handle."

Jack nods. "On your mark."

I adore that he's waiting for her, letting her call it. I adore that he trusts her completely, that he isn't worried because she's got his back. I just adore ALL of it, and I want you to know how much I appreciate you writing them for me. And to emphasize the fact that my lack of response is hand to god just me being an idiot. I've read this like 25 times now, minimum. SO THANK YOU. I just love it when you write.

[lordoflorien]

Your entire first paragraph here could very well describe what I do on a very regular basis. Just switch out 'cappuccino' for 'tea', and we're practically twins. Twins of fail! The fail twins! *fistbumps of solidarity*

:D I just want you to know how much this comment made me laugh as I read along. And when I say 'laugh', I really mean giggle uncontrollably, shriek, swing my feet like a two year old, and cackle. Because yes. You do not sound drunk! At least not embarrassingly so. Maybe the good kind of drunk, like Lord John Marbury on The West Wing after Toby has given him something exceptional to rant about, and therefore I am making ALL the emphatic gestures and saying YES YES YES. Ugh, DNW to know what they do with Jack post-s8, particularly on the relationship front. Because I already know it'll be a trainwreck. Seriously, if they can have him calling Renee the love of his life after two canonical days together, completely disregarding Teri in the process, no doubt they'll likewise forget the existence of Renee. alsfhasdghalg I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT, LA LA LA.

Anyhoo, I am so glad you enjoyed the ficlets! :D Your feedback always fills me with such joy. It's so nice talking about fandom with somebody who really gets Jack and Renee, and aslfhalghsdglshg THEY ARE SO PERFECT. I'm glad you liked so many different lines, and gah, I am blushing. THANK YOU, it is a delight writing them for you! ♥!