#heartless hatta

[therealkaidertrash21]

*talking about the main tlc girls with my mum*

my mum: oh, and which one was the one that bled rubies?

me: what...? *realization moment* mum, you are talking about Ruby from Renegades.

*we continue talking about tlc*

my mum: and who was the one that went crazy? the one with the hat?

me: what? *does she mean Erland* *another realization moment* MUM THAT'S HATTA FROM HEARTLESS

[catherineofhearts]

@hatter-ofthe-looking-glass wheres your hat?

[randomlyblues]

"You can't destroy a fandom by saying a riddle"

Me: When pleased I beat like a drum, when sad I break like glass, once stolen I can never be taken back. What am I?

[mydarlingdearestdead]

Impossibilities

Heartless, Cath and Alice, post-book by however long until Alice is in Wonderland. She's acting as a maid for some reason... Idk either. It's Cath reminiscing about Jest.

"It is impossible." Alice whispered, the delicate flower crumpled in her palm and she reeled back as the heavy stench of blood hit her... Right into the Queen's skirt.

"Your-" Alice tried for a curtsy. "Your Majesty, I'm afraid-"

The Queen waved her hand impatiently. "I am in no mood to hear your pitiful try of an excuse just..." She trailed off, deflating. The Queen gazed at the flowers with an expression Alice may have mistaken for mourning if she hadn't known the woman in question. "Just... Bring the tea, dear." She said at last.

Alice nodded and hurried off, far too quick to be proper but the thought scarcely crossed the young girl's mind. "And-" The Queen's voice hasn't regained it's regal quality just yet. "I once knew a man who spoke of impossibility as a challenge to be conquered." She laughed, a brittle sound. Such was unknown to Alice. Something in the Queen's voice changed when she spoke again. There was, if Alice wasn't mistaken, hope laced in with the stubborn bitterness years on the throne had left her with. "Impossibility was his speciality."

Alice froze in the doorway. "He sounds spectacular."

The Queen briefly touched her fingers to her lips, smiling fondly. Alice caught the moment in the vanity's reflection, but suspected it was not for her eyes to witness.

"He was." The Queen whispered. "Dear Hearts, he was."

[writingthroughthenight]

twitter tweety twats #37 - Shatter Me / Heartless

[unhealthy-obessions]

Catherine’s story with Jest was sad but Hatta’s is even more so because his story never got to play out. There was never a beginning for him and Jest other than friends.

Unrequited love will always have a special place in my heart

[annahanover]

big sigh.

diversity win. the asshole with all those hats is nonbinary

[dumbfxck00]

hey guys, i just made a wattpad story for my little oneshots and fandom stuff, it's called "dummy's little multi-fandom oneshots 🤷🤷", and it's brand new so there's nothing on it yet, but feel free to check it out if you want to! there's plenty of fandoms and characters that i'm gonna write for, and i'm totally chill with recommendations and suggestions! enjoy your day!

https://www.wattpad.com/user/dumbfxxk00 ⬅️ link ^^

[we-made-a-world-of-our-own]

nonbinary flag color picked from hatta from Heartless :]

[lafleshlumpeater]

guys also i finished heartless by marissa meyer last night and honestly. am sick to the stomach i love my (old) neighbour sm for recommending bc UGHHHHHHH

[queenclacker]

On the day after my 23rd birthday I picked up a red book that alot of ppl said they didn't like , my friend was taking me to celebrate my birthday and she insisted I pick another book as a gift, and I did I picked up a red book about the queen of hearts , a retelling, totally radom didn't know what it was about I just loved everything wonderland, it stayed on my shelve for a while and then on a random December I picked it up and now two years after I bake lemons tarts that remind me of a fictional court jester and macaroons and my favourite thing in the world everytime I see a red one or a white one I get some sort of feeling, was this book the best ... maybe no but i loved every word every page it engraved itself in my life I throw tea parties where the guests has to entertain the host and dress in red say silly little riddles In my tea parties it was just a random book that added so much to my life

Heartless by marissa meyer

[catherineofhearts]

@hatter-ofthe-looking-glass don't be shy, show your face

[randomlyblues]

[mydarlingdearestdead]

Happy Ending?

Cath, post-ending, fluff

Catherine called for a carriage immediately.

Two months had passed since Peter Peter's execution. Two months, slow as syrup making it's way down a mountain.

"My darling!" The king squealed, for a moment Cath feared he meant to grab hold of her skirt. Afterall, his small size gave him every opportunity to do so. He didn't, for that would be improper. Instead he simply stood, red-faced and looked up at her. "Where are you off to?" He asked, forcing a jovial tone to go along with his beetroot face.

Cath met his gaze. Surprisingly, the king didn't flinch away. "Home." She said.

Catherine called for a carriage immediately.

A carriage that would take her to Rock Turtle Manor.

A carriage that would take her to the closest thing she had left to home. The bedroom where he'd whisked her away, the tree he climbed, the sea cave where he'd told her such wonderful things...

I can't stop thinking about you either, Lady Pinkerton.

Catherine felt herself smile for the first time in months.

She stopped short, mere steps from the carriage.

A smile wasn't possible. She was without a heart. Without emotion, or feeling.

The sister's had taken her heart in exchange for Peter's head. All Cath could possibly feel was rage.

She pondered this for a moment, her minding wandering back to Jest and their final moments together... And then it was clear.

The sisters had her heart.

But she had Jest's.

Jest had offered her his heart, and she accepted.

In the same way Cath had given her own to him. But now he was gone and her heart belonged to the sisters.

Perhaps she had given away something that wasn't hers to give.

Cath closed her eyes as tears welled up behind them.

Catherine fisted her skirt and climbed, unladylike, into the carriage. Jest gave her this chance, and she wasn't going to let it slip away.

[aaal-iz-well]

man, the ending of heartless gave me the chills.