Title: blood and tears, they were here first Fandom: LOST Characters: Jacob/Kate Rating: PG-13 Word Count: 446 Summary: They suffocate in the lifeless shade. (for 12_stories , grey)
Jacob wonders who decided this would be their role in life, that of a substitute son, a substitute mother, cheap copies of the people they should have been. The bruised fruit surrounding them holds more substance than either of them are capable of, and Jacob hands her a piece just to watch the juice dribble down her chin.
I absolutely love this part! The parallels you drew between them are amazing. ^___^
Oh dear God in heaven, you've done it again. You've rendered me nearly speechless.
Jacob wonders who decided this would be their role in life, that of a substitute son, a substitute mother, cheap copies of the people they should have been. That sentence, it is Jacob and Kate. For Jacob, it's who he always was. For Kate, it's who she became. In the end, though, it doesn't matter because these are identities they will never be free of.
If I could, I would quote the entire story back to you, because that is how much I loved this. Truly excellent.
Thank you very much! I'm really glad you like that part, I think it's where the whole fic came from. The concept was nagging away in my head and I had to write about it.
Hnnnnng. This is completely amazing, as usual. She works her hands over the back of his neck, her touch too light to ever purge the tension that builds inside him, slowly eating him away. Her voice is soft, resigned, and he swings an angry fist into the dirt (he's not Adam and she's not Eve). THIS, ALL OF THIS. This is awesome ♥
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Jacob wonders who decided this would be their role in life, that of a substitute son, a substitute mother, cheap copies of the people they should have been. The bruised fruit surrounding them holds more substance than either of them are capable of, and Jacob hands her a piece just to watch the juice dribble down her chin.
I absolutely love this part! The parallels you drew between them are amazing. ^___^
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Jacob wonders who decided this would be their role in life, that of a substitute son, a substitute mother, cheap copies of the people they should have been. That sentence, it is Jacob and Kate. For Jacob, it's who he always was. For Kate, it's who she became. In the end, though, it doesn't matter because these are identities they will never be free of.
If I could, I would quote the entire story back to you, because that is how much I loved this. Truly excellent.
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Hnnnnng. This is completely amazing, as usual.
She works her hands over the back of his neck, her touch too light to ever purge the tension that builds inside him, slowly eating him away. Her voice is soft, resigned, and he swings an angry fist into the dirt (he's not Adam and she's not Eve).
THIS, ALL OF THIS. This is awesome ♥
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