Title: The Candle in His Hand
Fandom: Bones
Author:
rachg82Rating: A mild R, give or take.
Characters/Pairings: B/B
Word Count: 912
Spoilers: This baby is set post-"The Bikini in the Soup." Anything prior to that is fair game.
Disclaimer: Bla bla I don't own this show bla bla I don't own these characters bla bla I FIND
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I second (or third) the people above who said the line about the ocean wanting the shore was their favourite, but this is a close second:
She is his north star,
and he has been lost his whole life.
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Anyway, thanks for commenting. I'm glad you liked it!
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Bits of this reminded me vaguely of TS Eliot, and then I remembered that you're a fan because you used his poem directly in your previous fic, so his style must have rubbed off on you a little!
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Ahhhhhh. That's an amazing compliment.
his style must have rubbed off on you a little!
Lots of things rub off on me, heh. I have, like, no life, and enjoy immersing myself in my obsessive interests. Poetry's in there, but so is music, television, literature, anthropology, art, and a lot of other random crap that no one else cares about. Ha. I'm a multi-purpose fangirl.
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two rogue fingers raiding her bellybutton,
he would discover her whole.
--> LOVED this. Srsly. Imagery & metaphor & goodness.
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Thanks, sweetie!
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Booth feels diseased & dangerous.
He's set up a quarantine
with crossed fingers behind
his back.
What an amazing insight into where Booth is right now.
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Thank you, hon'! It makes me feel really good to know I can produce something that others enjoy right now.
What an amazing insight into where Booth is
I'd say that I want to give him a hug, but that's not what he needs. He'd push it away--as if it made things worse--a symbol of what he couldn't have, what no one would actually give him--as if he were a bomb, ready to go off, destroying everything he touches. He needs (and wants) exactly what Brennan is giving him. Someone to guard the perimeter until the pain recedes. It's the only way. The hug will come in time.
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I too sort of fell in love with that line about the ocean wanting the shore. I had to stop and read it a few more times before I could let it go. And also:
She understands and waits;
he will need a friend to guard the perimeter.
It describes where they are at so perfectly right now. In the last episode Brennan was so protective of him. And it costs her a little, but she does it anyways.
Beautiful work. <33
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Hee! Aw, yeah. Then my work here is complete.
In the last episode Brennan was so protective of him
Bless her heart, she sure was. *squishes television*
Beautiful work
Thank you!
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Oh.
OH!
There's wanking? I missed that.
But it certainly makes even more meaning here...the heartbreak to correspond...gorgeous.
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That's why I talked about my comment over at fourth_rose's review inspiring the PWP fic in the summary. In that comment, I replied to something she said (in italics) as follows:
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I'm sensing a whiff of a kink here, my friends ;-)
And speaking of kinks - Brennan just totally used her porn voice on Booth when she asked, "Who am I playing?", didn't she?
YES. You know that moment got replayed on a very Special Episode of Booth's mental Masterbationpiece Theater show that night.
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Our rambling continued from there, both in her journal & then eventually in mine. Heh. Eventually she managed to convince me to write this fic.
The fact that he's wanking will probably clarify some of the lines for you quite a bit, hee. Like this one for instance:
One hand descends as the other slides inHis hand is movin' on down (his body) & the ( ... )
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My favorite bits:
Calendars hung,
hopeful years
hanged,
one
after another;First...I love that you know the difference between hung and hanged...but this is a BRILLIANT use of that grammatical difference to bring contrast and connection. Fantastic ( ... )
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You are an EXCELLENT poet in the best tradition of Eliot's Prufrock
*Can't speak. Too honored*
I love that you know the difference between hung and hanged
Hee. I was worried too few readers would know the difference/understand the significance. I'm so glad some did. Fun with grammar!
The red blinking clock as a connection to EitB
Yaaaaaaay! I didn't know if I was being too vague with this reference. I'm thrilled it was clear enough to come through.
counting of stretch marks on her thigh that is an imagined future of them with a childI was actually thinking of them more as marking her past--where she's already been. There's a lyric in one of Ani Difranco's songs ("Jukebox") that goes, "her hair bears silent witness to the passing of time/tattoos like mile markers map the distance she has come/winning some, losing some." I was thinking of that when I wrote about the stretch marks. I know people associate them with childbirth, but I have them all up ( ... )
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