#thattttt that final twist

[baby-xemnas]

god the sound design is so good the way they merged crews voices together...insanity

[campbluelake]

outcast of redwall || abbie || trial 1.3 || re: saya, kaede || attn: kaede

Ooooohhhh. So, that’s how it is, is it?

Kaede tried to kill someone--did kill someone. Such a gentle and kind man. Abbie hadn’t spent a lot of time around him, but she does remember him crying when Jules was found. He was so sad. He was so scared. It’s no shocker that this happened, really. What had she said during investigation? Ah, yes, out of everyone here, the first to die would have been Suzy or Kaede, if you bothered to ask her.

Turns out she was just one spot off. Here he was, dying for nothing. He didn’t even get what he wanted. He was scared, and he would spend the last moments of his life scared. What, you thought whatever was planned would be kind? No, no. Abbie had no delusions about that sort of thing.

As her roommate reveals herself to be the mastermind, perhaps, behind spurring Kaede on, Abbie doesn’t react. She simply continues to braid the piece of gimp in her hands. She’s almost run out of thread. 

Without looking up, she says:

“Mmmmmm, I won’t, like, pretend thattttt my name was crossed out ‘cuz we’re bestiessssss. It was just another way of making sure that, like, this didn’t work, right? Eeeeeeeveryone would think it was a frame job, buuuuuuutttt if you killed your roomie….Mmmm, you probs would be voted for, right? Unless that wasn’t the case? I won’t take it personally either way, Garfie!”

Abbie ties off the gimp at the end, finishing her creation of a twisted cobra stitch colored bright blue and pink. She stands up, walking over to Kaede without an ounce of derision or ire in her eyes. Instead, they’re filled with a sort of understanding. Kinship, maybe. Her smile is bright as she holds the completed bracelet out to him for him to take.

“I’m weird, too. People used to tell me to go back to normal, too. That I scare them. We don’t control that, though. We are who we are, and that’s okay, too. You’re haunted by something, I can tell. You think it’s real, and, to you, it is. It is real. It’s real because you say it is, and, just because other people don’t get it, I do.

I’m sorry we couldn’t be friends before, Kaede, but we can be for the lil bit of time you have left with us. If you wanna. I can’t, like, fooooorce you to, though. But, but, but!!! Hey, hey!! Think of it this way!”

Abigail places a hand against her cheek, giggling as though this is the time.

“Maybe it’ll finally let you go, wherever you’re going.”

Whether he accepted her gift or not, Abbie skips off with her index cards and permanent marker in hand over to wherever Kyousuke might be sitting, scribbling something as she goes.

You want to say “Maybe it just hasn’t hit her yet,” but for how long can you really say that?

[if-i-ever-was]

An ‘ask’ about Sarah’s NN proposal:

Hello, dearest...

I know I’ve read this about three times in instalments but this is the first time I read it all the way through and with the full ending so bitchhhh, I’m shook. Ugh, you did so well and did such a good job, I’m so eternally proud of you for all your hard work and dedication and nothing will ever compare to the pride I have in my heart right now.

I love the way you set the scene, build the atmosphere and tension so beautifully all before he’s even said anything. I can feel her instant annoyance with him and the way you go straight into a description of him is too much, you capture his moodiness and thattttt face and how hot and stunning he is so many times throughout this. I love how you effortlessly capture their balance of infatuation and obsession with the simultaneous annoyance they have for each other. The argument tis like so many they’ve hand before, but it’s different so much more intense.

The kiss is so firey and they’re instantly like ‘okay we’re doing this now then’ and that moment is so hot. He’s so rude when he announces what he’s going to do to her, fingers in her mouth, mercilessly asking her what she wants when he already knows, that obscenely sexy moan from his mouth and then…

Jesus Christ, Alexander.

Like I knew it was going to happen and I hate him nonetheless. He’s rude but so smart.

I hate in the car how he talks into her ear, breathes down he neck and reminds her of what she could have, like a torturous bitch. All the sensical impression are a lot, his knuckles, his belt, how he touches her in the club and then he has the nerve to leave again and god, I am screaming. Her saying fuck you is entirely justified because I hate him. “Jade 'as not 'ad an orgasm for a few hours.” WE KNOW. 

I can’t get enough of him being soft at the same time, that the fear twisting in his gut has made him act in a way he knows is torturing her. The adoro has me meltinggggggg and the way he growled it then is so relieved he can make it up to her because he now knows she’ll be safe, that he did what he had to do to protect her.

Her frustration is so well done, in everything she does, when she’s on top of him in the car just taking everything she can, ignoring everything he’s saying, pushing down his dominance because she’s so angry.

Each orgasm was so unique and so well described and I’m obsessed with your skill, because I swear I regurgitate the same five lines over and over when I write it. The pacing of it all was incredible, that final one was so well described and ugh.

He’s so hot, imagine his chest and tummeh and arms mmmmmm. His arms wrapped around her when he’s being rude is so rude. ANGEL is a recent trigger and I’m not okay with it. The way you talk about him handling her or like having her body in his hands is too much. Jade is so getting what she was promised here, getting her money’s worth tenfold, taking, begging for more than she thinks she can handle just to prove a point.

And then the tensions is so thick it makes my head spin. The way they lie there, him wondering how she’s feeling, her feelings about the situation  and being defiant and strong enough to not settle for it is just a lot and one of the thousands of reasons I love (and Alex loves) her.

The moment on the balcony made my whole body stop functioning. My brain is the consistency of a melted slushy drink. The sensical impressions of it all are so rich and vivid, him coming up behind her after reassuring himself how lucky he is and how right this is, the way they touch and are so playful with each other. Drawing circles into her hand, the way they just curve into and work together, him kissing her shoulder ugh. His relief when he sees the Jade he knows looking back at him, that she’s still there.

I cannot process how tineh and in love he is, such a gorgeous puppy, a nervous wreck (same???) and even though I literally wrote some the dialogue of this proposal and this moment with you several months ago until 5 in the morning, it all still had me reeling. The ring, the excitement, his nervousness and happiness it all comes through so beautifully, better than I could have imagined.

Miles is such a babe when they call him, Alex of course wants to tell him first but then literally cannot keep his desire down, is barely able to speak just glances at the phone like ‘hang up so I can love you’. He’s so soft yet hungry at the same time, coming close, leaning over her, undoes her gowwwnnnn and kisses between her thighs, all over her body. That gaze, the way he’s looking at her I can just feel it. It’s too much, he can’t wait to love her again, my god they are insatiable. Their dumb Italian declarations of love.

I just sobbed the entire way through that last bit I hadn’t read, like tears streaming down my face on skype as you saw but wow, I’m overwhelmed, I don’t know how I can possibly function ever again.

You are incredible, a genius, a sensation and it just accentuates my love for Alexander. It’s all been so easy to imagine (wishful thinking) and picture in my head because your descriptions are vivid and everything about this (all 15k) of it is perfection. I’m in awe. Teach me.

I said something similar when you finished the main story, but developing and being a part of NN is such a pleasure and an honour and it made our friendship what it is today and I couldn’t be prouder. Even if fanfiction is all of the negative connotations associated with it and will never ‘mean anything’ this story had changed my life, made me a better writer and will genuinely, hand on my heart, stay with me for the rest of my life. I’m forever thankful for you. I love you more than this ask has the power to say, more than you’ll ever know. 

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