Comments | fated_addiction: Prison Break ficlet: we hide in ways

fated_addiction

Prison Break ficlet: we hide in ways

Mar 16, 2007 12:33

we hide in ways
prison break, sara (michael/sara), r, 588 words, general season two, for vreeland. who bribed me with me music. yes. i can always be bribed with music. lots and lots of brilliant music.

Daddy’s legs go twitch, twitch, twitch.

( a little girl with a story to tell or two. )

pairing: sara/michael, character: sara, show: prison break

Comments 17

andsheloves March 18 2007, 15:35:56 UTC

Wow. That was just, so... good.

Disjointed, and non-linear, and angsty, and beautiful.

Your Sara is perfect.

Sara always likes the taste of a sigh.
Perfect.

Rehab tastes like dust.
Gorgeous sentence.

Don’t forget-
Michael’s palms are warm against her skin, his fingers curling into her hair. There’s a slip of tongue, a brush, and an ache.
Her we can’t is ready, but Sara’s always been a smart girl. Two words are merely pretty things to say.
Beautiful.

Between all his words, clues, she longs for a simple you’ll find me soon. And in the dark, with paper cranes, she might hear it.
If she wants to try.
Oh, the angst.

Seriously, this was just lovely.

fated_addiction March 19 2007, 00:10:54 UTC

thank you. :)

muldy March 18 2007, 15:46:03 UTC

Wow! This is really good, totally different to any other Sara fic I've read.

*loves it*

fated_addiction March 19 2007, 00:11:10 UTC

thank you. i'm so glad you enjoyed it.

venetia_sassy March 19 2007, 00:01:53 UTC

This is ... amazing. Raw and powerful and haunting and ... I don't know the other words for this. I love it and I echo all the other lines people quoted as favourites and these:-

And it’s fine, you see, it’s fine getting up with coffee in the morning to go carry a muffin behind high-volt bars.

I don't know why that image grabbed me so hard but it did.

But here’s a secret, Kellerman’s appearance, his cold hands around her shoulders and her wet hair pasted against her skin, is nothing terrifying.

- she’s tired, very tired, and for a moment, rope burning against her wrists, she thinks about it.

Drowning is the scariest way to die only if you don’t let go.

Chills down my spine, I swear. This is the kind of story that stays with you.

fated_addiction March 19 2007, 00:11:48 UTC

thank you so much. i'm so glad you enjoyed it.

bertiebob August 19 2007, 17:23:09 UTC

It's 3.15am, and my brain is being uncooperative, so i'm just going to point to what i just wrote on your other PB fic and nod and smile like a bobblehead crazy person.

And also, *loves*:

She’s not the first to understand motivation, maybe that’s why she does it. But here’s a theory- and sit down, it’s kind of hard to get it out-

What would you do?

That's literally just perfect. And you will now have me nagging/bribing you to write PB with each and every prompt request you give. Well, PB and The Office. But mostly PB, because this was just stunning, it really was.

And now, i'm going to bed. Because i have genetics at 10am, and not only that, i have genetics at 10am with a pretty boy. Best not to fall asleep on him, methinks - i might drool. Or snore. Both bad.

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