I just wanna say Nikki’s performance last night was amazing. She really played her part great. When she was in the Underworld she had to grasp on the little sanity she had left. It’s been 10 months for her so just imagine not eating, sleeping, and not having any contact from the people you know. The scenes where she is talking to herself as if Crane is there really broke me. Abbie thinks she is talking to him to keep herself together even though she knows she can’t take it anymore. There is like this desperation within her to have physical contact or any contact at all with Crane. When he appears she just wanted to hug him. Abbie is not really an open person but she revealed to Crane how much she has missed him and how she pretended to talk to him so it keeps her sane from the hell hole she’s in. We are always so use to Abbie being calm in moments when evil is trying to attack or closing her emotions off so no one sees them but episode 3x10 was this other her. It’s great to see different elements from a character who doesn’t really allow anyone to see her cry or upset. At the end when Jenny tells her he is alone,she was like ,“ No. He came for me and I will do the same for him”. All he needed was to hear her voice and BOOM. the candle relit and it was their first time really seeing each other. THERE. Abbie barely looked at him because she was trying to hold herself together and be the Abbie that couldn’t allow herself to cry. But we seen it anyways. This person who is holding her hand LITERALLY went to hell and back to get her. Someone who went to great lengths just to find her. She was taken away from her mother after her breakdowns, her father left, Corbin died so she was use to people leaving her and the fact that he came after her and promised to save her sent me over. He made his promise and really seen he stayed true to his word. And when everybody thought he was going to say “ I Love You” with that long ass pause it kinda reminded me of 3x09 when Sophie said ,“ I get why you wanna find her so bad” and he just stares at her. I guess silence reveals some of the most powerful things.
Oh my gosh, it’s February 5!!! New Sleepy Hollow tonight! It’s been forever.
But that means one more Mison Fingers Friday before we have new material. So I was trying to think of what to do, and suddenly it hit me. BONES! I’d done the Sleepy half, but not the Bones half! And thanks to screencapped.net, I had pics!
So here you have it, #MisonFingersFriday for February 5, 2016 is all about them Bones.
I spend most days trying to feel better, looking for some hope that I’ll brace the weather And my eyes won’t stop feeling darker but my heart still says it wants her
Though I never felt a sublte embrace I can see the water crawling down your face I’m trying hard and Im trying my best I can feel the weight upon my chest I can talk but I still feel choked up like your hands around my throat have me held up did you ever hear my words touch your mouth I’ve been talking but nothings coming out.
I’m trying hard just say words to you but you never listen anyway do you? I want to know what it’s like to feel brand new I want to know what I look like in your view.
I want to trace your body like it had an outline I want to touch you till you only feel like you’re mine I want to know the opposite of being alone. I wanna know what it’s like to feel at home
I have this rain I feel inside me every day It makes me feel like it’s never gonna go away I try to hide the fact that it’s hard to be okay because you told me you would always stay.
I hope your eyes hold the truth in promise I hope your heart holds the light in darkness Your pretty smile was more than flawless but the last thing that you’ll ever be is honest.
I hope you know that I’ll always want to have you but there’s a difference between wanting you and needing to. you always thought I would be there when you needed me But I’m nothing more than a fragment memory
‘So, when this loose behaviour I throw off And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men’s hopes; And like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off. I’ll so offend, to make offence a skill; Redeeming time when men think least I will.’