[FIC] Quietly, she opened herself up to the night

Nov 06, 2009 23:43

Title: Quietly, she opened herself up to the night
Author: shipmateee
Pairing: Joe/Miley
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1450
Warnings: slightly AU, angst, mentions of car accidents and comas
Summary: The world tilts, shatters and fades. Gently, she slips out of her universe.Disclaimer: Clearly didn't happen, guys ( Read more... )

[pairing] joe/miley, [music] miley cyrus, fic, rpf, [music] jonas brothers

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venacavaa March 14 2010, 19:51:53 UTC
“Joe, you have to eat. You need to sleep. You can leave her side, okay? She’ll still be there when you get back.”

Silence.

“Joseph.”

“She needs this. She needs me to be here, Nick. I can’t just leave, I couldn’t do that to her. I would never forgive myself.”

The footsteps are quiet on the linoleum as they walk away.

STOP DOING THIS TO MY HEART. BUT IN REALITY, PLEASE DON'T STOP WRITING LIKE THIS BECAUSE IT'S TOO BEAUTIFUL TO NOT READ EVEN IF IT'S SO HEARTBREAKING.

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shipmateee March 14 2010, 21:08:15 UTC
OMGGG AMANDA THANK YOU SFM, BUT ALSO OH NOES ABOUT YOUR HEART, BUT ALSO YAY BECAUSE IT MEANS THE FIC IS WORKING~
AJKHGKDJSFGHK SRSLY THESE COMMENTS

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venacavaa March 14 2010, 19:53:04 UTC
It’s delicate; the tiniest of silver threads linking together, weaving an intricate pattern.

I love this part so very much.

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shipmateee March 14 2010, 21:10:16 UTC
akjshgfkjdsghfkg you picked up on one of my favourite lines ofc ♥

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venacavaa March 14 2010, 19:55:02 UTC
She remembers a night spent walking in the rain, droplets falling into her eyes and rivulets running down his collarbone.

You used the word "rivulets" which is too lovely. And I just adore this imagery.

She believes that she loves him.

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shipmateee March 14 2010, 21:12:04 UTC
I need to write more fic where i have imagery, because i really kind of adore writing imagery. i should do a pretty, delicate, full of imagery luke/percy fic.

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venacavaa March 14 2010, 19:55:52 UTC
She can feel the blood in her veins and the beat of her heart and the smell of sharp, acrid scents. When she opens her eyes to the world she sees nothing but faded darkness, and feels cold and alone.

Ouch. My heart again. And "acrid" is so fantastic.

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shipmateee March 14 2010, 21:13:51 UTC
aksdjhgdsajkhgf i love how you keep picking up on my vocab. it makes me a happy camper (LOL CAMP HALF-BLOOD)

i have the biggest urge to give you like, plasters and bandages for your heart ♥

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venacavaa March 14 2010, 19:57:05 UTC
She sees him running at her, for her. She doesn’t turn fast enough, doesn’t move quick enough and then--

I won't lie. There was a legitimate tear at this part. Truly.

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shipmateee March 14 2010, 21:16:28 UTC
omggggggg like i am ridiculously happy that my fic has effected you so much, but i am also like akjshdgdjsfgkh at the fact that you are getting so sad. oh, amanda ♥

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