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Making God Laugh by puritybrown (R)
Hey there, it's me, victoria p., and I'm back again flying the van for Firefly this month. My recs will be heavy on the het and gen, mostly Mal-centric, but I'll kick off with something you won't see from me much in this fandom - boyslash.
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: Simon/Jayne
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
puritybrown
Author Website: Whereof one can speak
Why this must be read:
I don't have much interest in boyslash in this fandom, so I generally don't read it, but this story is a smart, funny, sharp look at Simon post-movie; it pays attention to his relationship with River, and how important that is to him; to his place on the crew and the relationships he’s developed with the others; and to how he sees himself; in addition to pairing him off with Jayne. I especially like the interactions between the crew here, very in character, and both amusing and touching.
A quote:
"Are you telling me," she's saying, the laughter bubbling up in her voice, "that you used my special sandalwood-scented -- "
"I didn't know what it was!" Kaylee cries. "Swear to God, 'Nara, all I knew was it was greasy and it smelled nice. And we were out of engine oil, so -- "
They're all laughing. Even Jayne, who probably doesn't know what they're talking about. Even Zoë, who hasn't laughed much since Wash died. And Inara -- Inara, whose sandalwood-scented whosis it was that got pilfered -- she's buried her head in Mal's shoulder and she's shaking all over, so that it just feels right and proper and not crossing any kind of line to put his arm around her.
"That's nothing," Simon says. "You would not believe the kinds of things that get used as lubricants by people who don't know any better."
Inara lifts her head from Mal's shoulder. "I think I would," she says. She's grinning widely and shifting on the couch, pulling herself closer to Mal. Mal lets her, trying not to push it, trying to let her set the pace.
"Oh, no, no," says Simon, "I mean, I'm not disputing your experience with people who actually understand the basics of anatomy -- " (at this Kaylee dissolves into giggles) " -- but as an ER doctor, you get opportunities to see the depths to which human stupidity can sink."
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Making God Laugh bypuritybrown
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If you enjoy the story, please let the author know!
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Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: Simon/Jayne
Author on LJ:
puritybrownAuthor Website: Whereof one can speak
Why this must be read:
I don't have much interest in boyslash in this fandom, so I generally don't read it, but this story is a smart, funny, sharp look at Simon post-movie; it pays attention to his relationship with River, and how important that is to him; to his place on the crew and the relationships he’s developed with the others; and to how he sees himself; in addition to pairing him off with Jayne. I especially like the interactions between the crew here, very in character, and both amusing and touching.
A quote:
"Are you telling me," she's saying, the laughter bubbling up in her voice, "that you used my special sandalwood-scented -- "
"I didn't know what it was!" Kaylee cries. "Swear to God, 'Nara, all I knew was it was greasy and it smelled nice. And we were out of engine oil, so -- "
They're all laughing. Even Jayne, who probably doesn't know what they're talking about. Even Zoë, who hasn't laughed much since Wash died. And Inara -- Inara, whose sandalwood-scented whosis it was that got pilfered -- she's buried her head in Mal's shoulder and she's shaking all over, so that it just feels right and proper and not crossing any kind of line to put his arm around her.
"That's nothing," Simon says. "You would not believe the kinds of things that get used as lubricants by people who don't know any better."
Inara lifts her head from Mal's shoulder. "I think I would," she says. She's grinning widely and shifting on the couch, pulling herself closer to Mal. Mal lets her, trying not to push it, trying to let her set the pace.
"Oh, no, no," says Simon, "I mean, I'm not disputing your experience with people who actually understand the basics of anatomy -- " (at this Kaylee dissolves into giggles) " -- but as an ER doctor, you get opportunities to see the depths to which human stupidity can sink."
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Making God Laugh by
puritybrown***
If you enjoy the story, please let the author know!
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