This = procrastination produced crack. For serious.
Title: Willow, Willow
Rating: R
Warnings: Incest, femmeslash, sexual content
Summary: Andromeda remembers a song. Bellatrix/Andromeda. Song taken from Shakespeare's Othello, because I am a tool.
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I am dead to all pleasure. )
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That was brilliant. I loved how you wrote Bellatrix, and as tiny and insignificant as it may be, I loved the fact that Andromeda stuttered when she first started singing. Just...I have no words.
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I really love that you picked up on the stuttering, because little details are important, in my opinion. And and thank you. *tackles*
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*is tackles* Bwaha I'm glad that I could make you happy, I don't even know what it is about it, but even re-reading, it gives me shivers. =D
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Her fear made her compliant; complicit in the murder of her own innocence.
*dies*
*also friends back*
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Again, sorry!
(P.S: Awesome fic. Lovely parallels)
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