Fic: light enough to draw the stars
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Title: light enough to draw the stars
Fandom: Supernatural
Summary: Seven things Sam Winchester loves about Jessica Moore. Sam/Jess
Rating: light R
Word Count: ~420
Spoilers/Warnings: None
AN: Written for
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(One) The clean cotton scent of her, reminds him of white sheets hung to dry, the Midwest sky vibrant blue around them. Peaceful, neutral smell, Dean nodding off in the front passenger seat, their father singing low to Johnny Cash. (Two) Her body- not just the legs (but he loves her legs, golden and long and toned, that squeeze tight around him and hold) but also her hair, also long and golden, tangled and twisting and soft. Her nipples, peaked and pinked, soft-taste of them in his mouth, and her freckles, dusted brown and red across her face, her back, her arms. Her arms-long and slender, the fine hair that dusts them. (Three) The way she chews her thumb without thinking about it. Her habit of humming Christmas carols in March. That she leaves her bra crumpled in a ball on the couch. Her gracelessness when she’s drunk. All the things about her that should bother him, nervous tics and bad habits, and it’s a cliché that he finds them endearing. (Four) Her confidence. She asked him out, friendly, direct. We should see a movie, she said, maybe grab some dinner, and they did, and she kissed him outside her the door of her room, tasted like curry, smelled clean, like cotton. (Five) The way that confidence extends to him. Her belief, solid, unwavering, that he could take the moon from the heavens and use it for coin tricks if he wanted to. I shouldn’t let you edit my papers, he whined once. You never have anything constructive to say. And she smiled. Maybe you shouldn’t write such amazing papers then. (Six) That she still manages to keep him earthbound. Give your essay to Becky, she added later. Your introduction might be weak, and she’ll tear it apart. Sly smile, pugnacious. Her eyebrows arched with meaning and her face expressive. Amused, but mostly concerned when he’d tried to get another part-time job on top of everything else. Cool your jets, Superman. I can’t have you dying on me before you’re twenty five. (Seven) Home. She’s home. At night, their bodies curled into each other, long legs tangled with his, he awake, and she sleeping, her thumb near her mouth, looks fragile even though she isn’t, and his heart blooms expansive. It feels sometimes like he’s crossed the continent just to find her, ran away from home and found it, and the darkness of the night, and the solid four walls of their bedroom, and the smell of clean sheets, all of this, surrounds them.
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Date: 2009-10-31 09:29 pm (UTC)I FUCKING LOVE YOU.
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Date: 2009-11-02 03:31 am (UTC)*caresses your clavicle*
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Date: 2009-11-02 04:26 pm (UTC)Favorite lines:
The way that confidence extends to him. Her belief, solid, unwavering, that he could take the moon from the heavens and use it for coin tricks if he wanted to.
Every time I read a fic like this that wonderfully conveys how right they were for each other I get sad all over again that they didn't get to grow old together and have the devastatingly-gorgeous children that the collision of those two gene pools would have created. (That's how you know what a great job they did casting these two, that I can picture their imaginary children. Hee!) Lovely fic! :)
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Date: 2009-11-03 03:12 pm (UTC)Oh man, you have no idea how much I agree with you about this. *swoons as well*
the devastatingly-gorgeous children
*_____* I can just imagine...
Anyway. Thank you for the awesome, detailed comment. I really appreciate you reading and commenting. <3
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Date: 2009-11-03 12:33 am (UTC)No srsly, take 'em. I have no other way to express my total adoration of this fic, and of you for writing it.
It's perfect.
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Date: 2009-11-03 03:08 pm (UTC)*hands back* *smishes*
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Date: 2009-11-03 07:48 am (UTC)DANG IT!
Man this was gorgeous - Stanford!Sam and Jess always makes me smile through my tears because they've got so much promise and yet we all know where they are going to end up.
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Date: 2009-11-03 03:10 pm (UTC);___; *sniffles with you*
Thank you for the lovely comment. <3 I'm glad this worked for you.
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Date: 2009-11-04 07:58 pm (UTC)Not enough Stanford!Sam and Jess fic out there. This is one of the best. Amazing that we got to see so little of them onscreen, yet we feel as if we know how perfect they were for each other.
I felt melancholy for part of reason six: Amused, but mostly concerned when he’d tried to get another part-time job on top of everything else. Cool your jets, Superman. I can’t have you dying on me before you’re twenty five. No, but she did.
Truly a lovely, well thought out look at Jess. Thanks you for sharing this.
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Date: 2009-11-05 07:48 am (UTC)I felt melancholy for part of reason six
I felt melancholy writing it- for the very same reason.
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Date: 2009-11-17 02:52 am (UTC)Thank you so much. <3
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