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crack_van2004-06-30 09:47 pm
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Noel by Eleanor K (NC-17)
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing:Simon/Jayne, a little Kaylee/River
Author on LJ:Eleanor K
Author Website:ConsequenceFree
Why this must be read: It's a Christmas story and it's almost July! You know, Christmas in July? Anyway. I love the slow buildup of this story and I love Jayne as he is portrayed. I like Mal in this story too and River. Sometimes writing River is hard but in this story it seems right and everyone is happy and there's dancing of the horizontal and vertical kind.
He was never going to be rid of Simon now, and he knew it, so he'd tried to get used to him. Couldn't do it. He couldn't get a grip on the boy. Every time he thought he had him figured out...
Hell, and he'd thought Mal was complicated. Simon was fire and ice. One day he was stuttering with outrage at some joke Jayne had pulled, not able to get a coherent word out and looking so pretty with his face all flushed... and the next day he went and jumped that bounty hunter, took a bullet in his leg and jumped him again. Cool as anything. Jayne had worked with professionals who would have been hard pressed to get up so fast after a wound like that.
Simon pushed. Pushed Mal when any fool could tell it'd be better to shut up and follow orders. Pushed Jayne when he was already so mad he could burst. Pushed like he had no common sense at all.
And then he'd turn around and give Jayne this stricken look like he couldn't believe Jayne had said something like that to him, and he'd do the stuttering blushing thing, and Jayne didn't know how to deal with that.
Noel
Pairing:Simon/Jayne, a little Kaylee/River
Author on LJ:Eleanor K
Author Website:ConsequenceFree
Why this must be read: It's a Christmas story and it's almost July! You know, Christmas in July? Anyway. I love the slow buildup of this story and I love Jayne as he is portrayed. I like Mal in this story too and River. Sometimes writing River is hard but in this story it seems right and everyone is happy and there's dancing of the horizontal and vertical kind.
He was never going to be rid of Simon now, and he knew it, so he'd tried to get used to him. Couldn't do it. He couldn't get a grip on the boy. Every time he thought he had him figured out...
Hell, and he'd thought Mal was complicated. Simon was fire and ice. One day he was stuttering with outrage at some joke Jayne had pulled, not able to get a coherent word out and looking so pretty with his face all flushed... and the next day he went and jumped that bounty hunter, took a bullet in his leg and jumped him again. Cool as anything. Jayne had worked with professionals who would have been hard pressed to get up so fast after a wound like that.
Simon pushed. Pushed Mal when any fool could tell it'd be better to shut up and follow orders. Pushed Jayne when he was already so mad he could burst. Pushed like he had no common sense at all.
And then he'd turn around and give Jayne this stricken look like he couldn't believe Jayne had said something like that to him, and he'd do the stuttering blushing thing, and Jayne didn't know how to deal with that.
Noel
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Here's an active one: Noel (http://emungere.compromisingpositions.net/fic/noel.html)