It's been a long time since I've read a fanfic I've really enjoyed. Thanks for this, it was lovely. It had such a gorgeous structure, I loved how the end harkened back to the beginning and at the same time the end was a beginning and the beginning was an end. Very nice.
Loved your Jake. Loved his list for Bella. Loved him going off to sulk and then picking flowers for her, because he's sweet, and because he's not above currying favour ;)
And this whole part...
Jake kneels in front of her, takes her face in his hands. She protests, weakly, but looks at him while he rests his forehead against hers. “Bells,” he breathes, so quiet, so reverent. It’s enough to make her heart pound, her hands shake at his sides. “You know how much I love fixing things.”
They both laugh and she pinches him in the side, leaning back, rubbing her hands over her face. Jake takes them from her, intertwines them with his. Before Bella knows what is happening, where the sky is and what color, his lips are against hers, soft and warm and finally.
Okay. I wanted to write something really great and insightful and whatever to show you just how much I love this fic. But I can’t some up with anything. Except that I love this. I do. I truly do. Everything was perfect and Jake and Bella’s relationship was so normal - and I love that you have them doing things like watching reruns and arguing about Lady Gaga and having bare feet in laps. Because that’s what relationships are made up of, right? Tiny things like that, and my goodness you did such a fantastic job with this.
this is perfect. jake and bells, exactly as it should be, and A+ for lady gaga and rhianna.
oh, and this. Edward’s eyes flicker to their entangled fingers across the table, but she refuses to pull away. This is - she can do this. The breath is still in her lungs and Jacob’s pulse is warm and there against her palm. She has someone, has something that is good. She can defend it.
“Well, that boy out there - “ she points to Jake, soaking wet and holding tulips in his right hand, chatting with a local, “ - he’s the mot important thing to me. So please, please, respect that. And let me go.”
If only Bella were as smart as the one you wrote...*sigh*...it so could have ended like this.
Thank you for sharing this lovely piece of J/B fan fiction :)
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Loved your Jake. Loved his list for Bella. Loved him going off to sulk and then picking flowers for her, because he's sweet, and because he's not above currying favour ;)
And this whole part...
Jake kneels in front of her, takes her face in his hands. She protests, weakly, but looks at him while he rests his forehead against hers. “Bells,” he breathes, so quiet, so reverent. It’s enough to make her heart pound, her hands shake at his sides. “You know how much I love fixing things.”
They both laugh and she pinches him in the side, leaning back, rubbing her hands over her face. Jake takes them from her, intertwines them with his. Before Bella knows what is happening, where the sky is and what color, his lips are against hers, soft and warm and finally.
Lovely <3 ( ... )
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Pardon me while I go flail all over myself.
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my favourite part was the list, so cute & funny :)
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oh, and this. Edward’s eyes flicker to their entangled fingers across the table, but she refuses to pull away. This is - she can do this. The breath is still in her lungs and Jacob’s pulse is warm and there against her palm. She has someone, has something that is good. She can defend it.
and uh. extra credit for stars lyrics. :)!
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and i love stars, especially that song up there. it's beautiful.
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“Well, that boy out there - “ she points to Jake, soaking wet and holding tulips in his right hand, chatting with a local, “ - he’s the mot important thing to me. So please, please, respect that. And let me go.”
If only Bella were as smart as the one you wrote...*sigh*...it so could have ended like this.
Thank you for sharing this lovely piece of J/B fan fiction :)
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thanks for the feedback! :)
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