#loved him in little miss sunshine and prisoners tho

[chappell-roans]

Top 5 Paul Dano performances?

I haven’t seen enough movies of his to rank this way tbh (only 6 or 7 and some of them I don’t remember) sorry!

[idkjustlemmedrownlikerab]

Midnights (Marauder's Version)

Welcome back to the new series by @marsmarauders and I. Obviously we got carried away again but here you have every single song from Midnights related to the Marauders characters :D

So we present to you... Midnights (Marauder's Version)

Lavender Haze

“The 1950s shit they want from me, I just wanna stay in that Lavender haze"

Like this song is very obviously Jily falling hopelessly in love with each other I don’t think it needs to be further elaborated

Maroon

“When the silence came, we were shaking, blind and hazy, How the hell did we lose sight of us again?"

Wolfstar, but specifically like… November 1981. The vinyl reference, "the lips I used to call home," "laughing with my feet in your lap," and "the rust that grew between telephones" signifying how they weren’t communicating well and hiding things from each other "I see you everyday now" cause Remus sees the sky and what just so happens to be in the sky? Stars. Sirius also sees the sky from his prison cell and what does he see? Oh that’s right the moon!

Anti-Hero

“When my depression works the graveyard shift, All of the people I've ghosted stand there in the room”

We had two theories for this one first being Regulus bcoz of the self deprecating vibe and “I'll stare directly at the sun (James) but never in the mirror”

But we could also see it as Mary post-war? It's hard to describe why, but everyone sees her as the Anti-Hero cause she saved herself even tho she had full right to do that

Snow on the Beach

For this one I was utterly confused and absolutely useless and Marls came up with this interpretation herself

"Can this be a real thing? Can it? Are we falling like snow at the beach?"

This song is Sirius's perspective specifically during the wolfstar forgiveness phase after the prank. "You wanting me tonight feels impossible".

You're On Your Own, Kid

"You're on your own, kid, You always have been"

Both of us agree that this song screams all the Black children because none of them chose this town (family) and dreamt of getting out, I mean the whole song recounts a young person who longs for love but eventually understands that they are on their own and always have been afterall whatever you do you can never escape the black family curse can you?

Midnight Rain

“He was sunshine, I was midnight rain”

I mean do I even need to say anything? Its jegulus bcoz they r the literal definition of opposites attract even tho they loved each other they were born on two different sides of a war which inevitably became the reason of their end.

Question…?

"Can I ask you a question? Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room"

Dorlene. That’s it, like we have no explanation, just vibes.

Vigilante Shit

"I don't start it but I can tell you how it ends, Don't get sad, get even"

Both of us agree it could be both Regulus or Dorcas because canonically Regulus knew about the horcruxes, and died while deceiving the dark lord and on the way to kill him (also bonus bcoz the final blow which made him take this decision was bcoz Voldemort exploited Kreature so Reg decided to get even) Dorcas on the other hand canonically had to be killed by Voldemort himself because she was posing as too big a threat to his empire

Bejeweled

"Baby love, I think I've been a little too kind, Didn't notice you walking all over my peace of mind"

Lily about Severus and how even tho she  mourns and misses her friendship with him, it will never be worth more than her self respect and how she won’t let him walk all over her, a diamond’s gotta shine afterall ;)

Labyrinth

"Uh oh, I'm falling in love, Oh no, I'm falling in love again, Oh, I'm falling in love"

To me this song is sooo obviously jegulus coz of the chorus alone, its James realizing that he’s falling in love again, this time with Regulus after pining after Lily for years. Just how when he thought he was “unlovable” and it was all doomed this sickly, victorian looking, snarky slytherin boy swoops in and steals his heart right out of his chest

Marls has her own hc for Emmary tho where basically Mary was in love with Lily but it was unrequited and then she had a situationship with Emmaline but ended up catching feelings which is so perfect for this song

Karma

"And I keep my side of the street clean, You wouldn't know what I mean"

Again I had no opinion on this song coz it felt like too happy and too upbeat a song for any of these miserable sods (I still love them ) but Marls swooped in with a brilliant interpretation which was that its from Dorcas’ pov to the slytherin trio basically throwing shade at them for choosing to stay and join the death eaters instead of leaving and fighting for the “right” side like her

Sweet Nothing

"They said the end is comin', everyone's up to somethin' I find myself runnin' home to your sweet nothings"

Now for this song we had differing views with me being a jegulus girlie while Marls being a jily girlie (we still love both the ships tho, we just have a preference)

To me the song is jegulus coz I see it as them expecting the inevitable end of their relationship and doom due to the impending war and their family’s differing views and them just trying to tune everything out to spend their limited time together and in love.

On the other hand Marls interpreted is as to when the Potters were in hiding with only each other and Harry for company. How they could see that the war was on full ride and they were at the centre of it while still trying to create some sweet and happy memories with their son

Mastermind

"I laid the groundwork, and then, Just like clockwork, The dominos cascaded in a line, What if I told you I'm a mastermind?"

(Try and tell me the whole bridge doesn’t scream Regulus Arcturus Black.) To me the song is about Regulus because the man literally was a mastermind, while being a death eater he planned to betray Voldemort by destroying a horcrux and he was actually successful in retrieving it tho maybe I’m a little biased due to his characterization in the fic only the brave (Marls also thinks the song could be about James bcoz of the bridge "To make them love me and make it seem effortless")

The Great War       

"I vowed I would always be yours, 'Cause we survived the Great War"

Marls didn’t really have an opinion on this one but for me it was very clearly wolfstar. First reason obviously being the fact that they are pretty much the only couple who actually survived the war (the first one that is, we all remember how the second one went). "Somewhere in the haze, got a sense I'd been betrayed" being how they both thought the other was the spy and the prank

Bigger Than The Whole Sky

"Every single thing I touch becomes sick with sadness, 'Cause it's all over now, all out to sea"

Now this could go two ways one being the black brothers,

"Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, You were bigger than the whole sky"

Basically how Sirius feels when Regulus gets the dark mark. Because his brother is too far gone

Bonus since Regulus dies literally all out at sea

The other being marylily bcoz of

"What could've been, would've been, What should've been you"

"And I've got a lot to pine about, I've got a lot to live without"

Obviously from Mary’s pov since Lily is dead

Paris

Now Marls had no idea about and I suggested rosekiller just coz of vibes and coz

"I wanna brainwash you, Into loving me forever"

This seems like something Barty would definitely say

High Infidelity

"You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love, The slowest way is never loving them enough"

To me this song is bartylus coded (don’t worry they then get together with Evan and James and have a happy relationship) especially coz of this one specific rosekiller microfic I’d seen if I find it I’ll reblog it with this post

Glitch

"In search of glorious happenings of happenstance on someone else's playground, But it's been two thousand one hundred and 90 days of our love blackout"

We agreed this song gives off wolfstar vibes tho we are open to suggestions

Also 2190 days is six years which is around the same amount of time wolfstar dated if we hc that they got together around their 5th year :D

Would've, Could've, Should've

"If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?, Years of tearing down our banners, you and I, Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts, Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first"

Now this track could be taken in many contexts I like the interpretation of it being from the Black children’s perspective to their parents

And another one being from Remus to Greyback

"And if I was a child, did it matter, If you got to wash your hands?"

Marls also suggested it being from Narcissa’s pov to Lucius or Bellatrix, regretting not going with Andromeda which also fits wonderfully

(Since it in itself is talking about the person suffering due to a relationship when they were young and it even now haunts them I feel like this song could be interpreted many many ways bcoz all of the marauders era characters dealt with a lot of trauma at a young age)

Well obviously since most of them didn’t even reach their twenties

Dear Reader

"Dear Reader, if it feels like a trap, You're already in one"

 Peter Pettigrew. Need I see anything more?

Hits Different

"In the good in the world, you once believed in me, And I felt you and I held you for a while"

Lily without Snape in her life especially when she starts falling for James

You're Losing Me

"How can you say that you love someone you can't tell is dyin'?, I sent you signals and bit my nails down to the quick, My face was gray, but you wouldn't admit that we were sick"

For this one there wasn’t even a discussion needed it is wolfstar during the first war and we won’t hear otherwise. How even tho Sirius and Remus loved each other, the pressure of the war itself was too much on them especially coz they were so young and also coz of how Peter was manipulating them against the other ("Was it because I'm a werewolf?" "Was it because I'm a Black?" I’m sorry). They could see their relationship was straining, they kept waiting for the other to take a risk, a step to fix it and how even through their suspicions, they loved each other regardless

AAAAND THAT'S A WRAP!! THANK YOU FOR READING THIS!!

Make sure to come back to see Evermore, coming soon! (To a theater near you.)

[msweebyness]

Theater Kid Families

These are the families for my theater kiddos! @artzychic27 @imsparky2002 Enjoy!

Missy:

Axel Rutherford

Raised Missy on his own since his wife died in childbirth

Swimming instructor

Missy's temper comes from him

They argue a lot, but love each other very much

Sees Ondine like another daughter

Jesse:

Imelda Ortega

Possibly the sweetest woman in the world

Except when you hurt her son, ask her ex-husband

Research botanist

Seeing a therapist to work through feelings from her marriage

Good friends with Fred Haprele, Jesse and Mylene ship them

Manolo Ortiz

Massive POS, physically and emotionally abusive

Reason Jesse is blind in one eye

Currently in prison, courtesy of the Tomassians

Involved in a bunch of shady business

Ayesha:

Megan Reynolds

Ray of sunshine gene comes from her

Certified life coach

Talks a bit louder than she needs to

Makes up cheers for household chores

Watches her daughter's cartoons in her free time

Kurt Reynolds

Yoga instructor

Super chill and positive

Serves as a grounding force for his wife and daughter

Likes to doodle with Ayesha

Dot:

Enid Waverly

Could be BFFs with Nathalie, tbh

Event coordinator for a big business

Bun life 24/7, not a hair out of place

Struggles with expressing emotions

Never without her tablet

Orenthal Waverly

Very no nonsense, but more chill than his wife

Prosecuting Attorney for a big law firm

Soft-spoken when not in the courtroom

Keeps fidgets on hand for his older daughter

Dolores Waverly

Much more scatterbrained than her little sister, Dot helps keep her on track

Seriously, would lose her head if it wasn't attached

Deals with some anxiety

Always has at least two books on hand

Petra:

Arlo Markov

Petra's Bio Dad, an old friend was their surrogate

Interior designer, owns a business

VERY energetic, how much coffee does he drink?!

Happy flaps when he's excited

Will smack a bitch for his kid

Dennis Windham

Dad #2, the bear of the group

Junior football coach

Very emotionally intelligent

Usually has his whistle

Preston Manheim

Dad #3, the voice of reason

Very prim, always uses proper grammar. High class boi

Loves him some argyle and tea

Soft-spoken, but people listen to him

Curator of an art gallery

Trent Knapp

Dad #4, the hippie dad

Plays the mandolin, writes songs for his partners

New Age Philosophy teacher

Speaks like a fortune cookie, tbh

Anais:

Olive Ackerman

Celebrated particle physicist

Expects nothing but absolute perfection from her child

Think of Nicole Watterson's parents and Ming Lee, combined

Refuses to believe she's doing anything wrong

Praise is very controlled and limited

Quentin Ackerman

Chemist, very respected in the field

Secretly feels they may be too hard on Anais

Too scared of his wife to say anything, tho

Tries his best to bond with Anais over their shared interests

Roxie:

Richard Richter

Manager of a music store

Gives guitar lessons on the weekends

Actually a pretty chill dude

Good friend of Anarka, they had a band as teens

Can think up lyrics on the spot

Rydel Richter

Contemporary piano teacher

Roxie gets their temper from her

Strong enough to throw a table if needed

HATES Roxie's ex with a burning passion

Mama Bear

Rover Richter

Curious about everything, always has to ask why

Wants to be a drummer, carries around sticks

Has trouble sitting still

Will kick Roxie's ex in the shins on sight

Anthony:

Sylvie Mathis

Diplomat from England

The epitome of a proper British lady

Very supportive of her son, he got her into punk rock

Adores Jesse like her own son

Can play a mean game of foosball

Bradley Mathis

Diplomat from England

A bit more laidback than his wife

MEGA Cockney accent

Knows everything about the Beatles

Makes the best tea ever

Eri:

Hiroshi Tanaka

Screenwriter for an Indie studio

HUGE nerd but also really cool

Has never missed a play by his daughter or wife

Trivia champ, could rival Max

Sasami Tanaka

Celebrated stage actress, has done 215 (and counting) productions throughout her life

Every bit as dramatic as her daughter

Loves to quote plays in everyday life

Dresses to impress, always

Ryuji Tanaka

Eri's twin, just as goth but more subdued

Cosmetology student, attends a different school

Talks with his sister every day

Snark besties with Anthony

Candace:

Laurent Fletcher

Antique dealer, owns several successful branches and establishments

Charmingly British and a bit awkward

Has ridiculously high patience

Loves Candace as much as his bio sons

Sandra Fletcher

Former top-selling musician, now owns her own restaurant

Might spoil her kids a bit

Cried with joy when Candace became head cheerleader

Attends every pep rally

Finnick Fletcher

Ten-year old mechanical genius, looks up to Max

Always needs to have something to do, has ADHD

Always trying to help his stepsister, doesn't always succeed

Very close with his brother

Ferdinand "Ferdie" Fletcher

Rarely ever speaks, and only to his family

Knows FSL and ASL

Artsy kid, always drawing on something

Actually really smart

Soo-Yeon:

Eun-Jeong Park

Professional restorator, has a meticulous eye for detail

Speaks when something needs to be said

INSANELY flexible for some reason

Helps his son practice on their hoop at home, he used to play in high school

Mi Cha Park

Every bit as clumsy as her son, seriously, babyproof that house

Stay-at-home mom who sells her handmade snowglobes on Etsy

Cheering the loudest for her son at his games

Can kick both her husband and son’s butts on the court

Margo:

Leif Jorgensen

Professional contractor

Very jovial and kind to everyone around him

Can have his head in the clouds sometimes

He TALL, but somehow not intimidating

Besties with his daughter

Dagny Jorgensen

Artisan woodcarver, owns a successful business

Loves doing DIY projects with her daughter

Slips into Norwegian when frustrated

Most down-to-earth of the family

Staci:

Bai Kwan

Staci gets her sass from him

Political commentator for TVi, cannot stand Alec. Hates Bourgeois too

It’s a game at the studio to try and get him to laugh

He only laughs or smiles around his family

Yumei Kwan

Owns a local cafe, the fave for quality Chinese food

Takes no one’s shit, but also super perky

A former cheer squad flyer who helps Staci work out

People wonder how they’re related sometimes

Parker:

Col. Levi Beauregard

Big, strong military man

Speaks in all the military jargon

Surprisingly warm with his kids

Does obstacle courses with Parker

Cissy Beauregard

Retired army nurse, now works at DuPont

Meticulously keeps medical records of all students

Rose sees her like an aunt of sorts

Still uses military jargon

Jack Beauregard

Going into the army after high school

Strained, but loving relationship with his younger sister

Very tall and buff

Always trying to impress his father

Taught Parker self-defense

Brecken:

Annie Sutcliffe

Adopts a crap ton of random animals

Owner of a local, accredited shelter

Soft-spoken. Except when animals or her kids are threatened

Queen of the flannels

Rachel Sutcliffe:

Southern Belle with a kickass edge

Pro kickboxing instructor, who slays in sundresses

Will deck you if you call her son stupid

Makes a mean sweet potato pie

Dana & Donna Sutcliffe:

Try to tell these two apart if you’re not their brother. Just try.

Starting at DuPont next year

Have both had crushes on Kim

Aspiring cook and artist

Do the synchronous talking thing

Evie:

Julio Balthazar

Independently successful mosaic artist

His in-laws warmed up to him over time

Proud of his talented kids and boss wife

Always has glass cuts on his hands, poor guy

Carolina Balthazar

Comes from an old Spanish family of wealth

Still the CFO of a Bigshot record company

May put a little too much pressure on her kids, but not maliciously

HATES the stuffy old heiress stereotype

Alma Balthazar

Talented classical musician

Feels like she’s always in Evie’s shadow

Can be a little snippy, but has a soft side

Weak for comedy films

Emilio Balthazar

Snarky and suave lil shit

Can impersonate anyone's voice

Huge prankster

Gets on Evie's nerves 24/7

Jorge Balthazar

The shyest kid you may ever meet

Speaks similarly to Juleka

Loves to put on little puppet shows

Fidgets with his hands a lot

Rosa Balthazar

Baby of the family, and she knows it

Loves to wear her princess dresses

Adores her oldest sister, wants to sing like Evie

May have a little puppy crush on Brecken

Aggie:

Rohan Findlay

Aggie's paternal uncle, gained custody when she was nine, because his brother is a drunk and his sister-in-law is negligent

Mechanic who co-owns a practice

Bought Aggie her first skateboard

Good friends with Aerinn O'Connor

Bit of a jokester

Mona:

Bindi Truffaut

A bit of a helicopter mom to Mona, kinda overprotective

Kindergarten teacher

Has a mild stutter

Will punt an ableist's ass

Darnell Truffaut

Guidance counselor at DuPont

The chill teacher dad, that you don't mind being there

Helps his wife give Mona some space

HATES Damocles with the fires of hell

Cares a LOT about the students

Eloise:

Roerva Matuidi

Teacher of psychology at an elite university

Tutors at a community center on the weekends

Academic mom, but a chill one

SO proud of her daughter's math prowess

Cannot stand Olive Ackerman

Chet Matuidi

Eloise's gaming buddy, has a streaming channel his sister guests on

Really good with lit, but struggles with math

Helps his sister with emotional expression

Has to be forced to sleep

Leave your thoughts in the comments and reblogs!

[fullcollectivecloud]

“I won’t say i’m in love” (Hercules inspired)

The prison was coming along nicely with the people of Woodbury here. Daryl was sure kept busy and so was y/n. It was like they never had a moment alone together anymore. The two were best friends and would do everything together normally but they had different responsibilities now Daryl would lead the runs and hunt for food while y/n helped carol and the other women out. To say they both had a crush on each other would be an understatement, the two were practically in love! And it seemed that everyone knew that except them, So Carol, Sasha, Michonne, and Maggie all came up with a way to give them a little nudge. 

y/n was watching Daryl work on his crossbow as he always did, he either doesn't notice the stare, or he chose to ignore it. Carol who was talking to y/n follows her eyes to see what has her so entranced. “ You should go to him, see if he wants to hang out its been a while since I’ve seen you guys hand out like you used to,” Carol says “Oh no I couldn’t we still have so much to do and I’m sure Rick has given Daryl a handful to work with too,” Says y/n “Nonsense go I’ll cover you don’t worry” Carol winks at y/n. y/n nods her head in agreement “Okay thank you!” y/n makes her way to Daryl. “Hey, Daryl, why don’t we go hunting like we used to? I missed it” y/n suggested “ya know I’d love to Darlin but rick got me tryin to prepare for a run later n’ you know how he gets ‘bout that kinda thing” He replies with his head down to hide his blushing face “Ah Rick smick, come on Carol will cover for us, we just leave from the back of the prison, we jump the fence and bam we’re gone,” y/n says as she pulls Daryl by his vest away from people. As she does this Daryl can hide the smirk on his face Alright let’s play sunshine He thinks to himself. The pair have such a wonderful time “hunting” they walk back to the prison luaghing “Thats not the best part tho, though He really tried to cover up the scratch on the car with nail polish!” y/n tells Daryl “ the hell was he thinking” Daryl ask with a laugh. As they both approach the prison, they turn to face each other after their chuckles have dissipated “Thank you for doing this with me I’ve missed this, I’ve missed you” y/n smiles to Daryl “It ain’t nothin, if ‘m bein honest I’ve missed you too. Since all this shit happened it hasn’t been the same so this was nice” Daryl and y/n lock eyes for a moment, “I’ve always loved your eyes, Dixon, they remind me of a clear ocean” Daryl grunts and tries to hide his blush but y/n has already seen it.” I’ve always like ‘er hair” He brushes a piece of hair from y/n face “it soft n’ smells like lilies n lilacs” The two still looking at each other start to lean into one another ready for a kiss but they are pulled apart by a voice “Daryl there you are I’ve looked everywhere for you! Come on we need to go on this run now before it gets too late!!” Screams Rick “Oops sorry didn’t mean to get you in trouble,” y/n says with a wince, Daryl shakes his head “Nah he’ll get over it” Daryl then picks up a white lily from the ground and gives it to y/n, giving her a kiss on the cheek as he leaves to join Rick. y/n with wide eyes goes over to a table in the courtyard. “ she looks at the lily and scoffs thinking there is no way he feels the same way about her. “Ugh what’s the matter with me, you think a girl would learn,” She says as she gets up and walks to one of the water jugs. 

“If there's a prize for rotten judgment,

I guess I've already won that

No man is worth the aggravation, That's ancient history, been there, done that” and with that, she throws the lily behind her back. Not knowing Carol caught the flower and brought some friends (Maggie, Sasha, Michonne) along to help. They all line up near y/n 

“Who d'you think you're kidding

He's the earth and heaven to you

Try to keep it hidden,

Honey we can see right through you

Girl you can't conceal it

We know how you're feeling

Who you thinking of..” Carol brings the flower back to y/n but she is ignored. y/n walks away 

“No chance no way I won't say it, no no

(You swoon you sigh why to deny it oh oh) the quartette of females shake their fingers and heads at y/n

It's too cliche I won't say I'm in love (shoo do shoo do ooo…) The girls all shrug their shoulders at each other as to say what could they do

I thought my heart had learned its lesson y/n walks around to see all the couples 

It feels so good when you start out

My head is screaming "Get a grip girl (Ahhhh!) The Quartette tries to get even closer to y/n but as if sensing their presence y/n turns around quickly but the other quickly acts natural

Unless you're dying to cry your heart out oh…” 

(“Girl you can't deny it

Who you are is how you're feeling

Baby we're not buying

Hon we saw you hit the ceiling

Face it like a grown-up

When you gonna own up that you got got got it bad”) The group of ladies stand on a table and do jazz hands in a circle 

“No chance no way I won't say it, no no” Y/n spots Daryl leaving on his motorcycle with his winged vest on and smiles with a dreamy look in her eyes 

(Give up, give in, check the grin you're in love) Michonne goes up to y/n and gives her a nudge 

This scene won't play I won't say I'm in love Y/n quickly catches herself and walks away with her head in her hands

(We'll do it until you admit you're in love)

You're way off base (Shoo-do, shoo-do)

I won't say it (She won't say it, no) The quartette shakes their heads in disbelief 

Get off my case (Shoo-do, shoo-do)

I won't say it y/n flicks her hand back as to say leave me be. 

“Girl, don't be proud

It's okay, you're in love” Sasha walks over to the table y/n was heading to, and just as she was about to put her hand on the seat to sit Sasha put the flower right under her hand. 

“Oh

At least, out loud

I won't say I'm in love…”

Y/n touches the flower and puts it's to her heart she lays down on the bench 

“Shoo-do, shoo-do, shoo-do, shoo-do

Sha-la-la-la-la-la, ah” 

The Quartette look on at y/n from another table with their head prompt up in their hands. 

[shylemon0]

Characters that might be Autistic pt.3

Yup yup yup, back at this.

Most of these are Paul Dano characters because he’s great at playing characters that’s obviously ND-Coded :D

Just to let you know, whenever I write these for certain characters it’s because I personally think that they are autistic and because I currently have a hyperfixation on something related to them.

WARNING! Spoilers I guess for Little miss sunshine and prisoners!

Dwayne Hoover (Little Miss Sunshine)

My comfort film and character to be completely honest. 

———

Special interest: Jets/Planes and Flying

Stimming: jumping, fidgeting with his hands/pen cap, dancing *insert end dancing scene*

Traits: Very monotone in general, a dry sense of humor, very passionate about his special interest, Has a hard time showing empathy therefore chooses to not show any (says he hates everyone even tho you can clearly see that he loves most of his family), Selective Mutism

Notes: He literary has a meltdown when he found out that he can’t do his one passion in life because of a disability he never knew he had, Also even though he’s colorblind he won’t stop trying to find a way to fulfill his dream.

Alex/Barry (Prisoners)

There’s a lot about this character that isn’t shown, but what I can kinda see by the slight hints I put here.

———

Special interest: his RV

Stimming: Unknown (Maybe singing the song he sang when he walked the dog idk)

Traits: Semi-verbal, Doesn’t want to break the rules of his aunt, doesn’t like being touched, intense or no eye contact

Notes: though yes it might just be because of the amount of trauma he has been through I still believe he’s autistic, and since we see a lot less about his character besides him being tortured for the entire movie I’ve come up with all the signs I could see from what we got.

He just gave me a vibe okay! Now leave me alone lol.

Olive (Little Miss Sunshine)

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Special interest: Beauty Pageants 

Stimming: Screaming, Running/Dancing, Fidgeting with slide puzzles, Training

Traits: Takes things literally (but this could be just because she’s a child), imitates her idols/practices facial expressions, doesn’t fully care about others judging her, listens to the same song over and over again

Notes: Yeah yeah I know, she could just be a bubbly child that gets exited easily but the second I saw the way she acted I was like “AUTISTIC! That right there is an autistic girl!” And I mean that literally, I literally said that out loud when I watched the movie a few nights ago.

Connor (Detroit Become Human)

YES I KNOW HE’S AN ROBOT! But there’s something different from him and the rest of the Deviants.

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Special interest: Completing his Mission (no longer his special interest after Deviating), Detective things

Stimming: Coin flipping/tricks, fixing his tie and the cuffs of his shirt

Traits: Monotone, takes things literally, would do anything to complete his mission/help the people he cares about, 

Notes: I can’t be the only one who sees the difference between him and the other androids.

[trensu]

Episode 27: The One where I Want to Punch Basically Every Sect Leader in the Face. Repeatedly. With a Chair.

And we start off back in the rain, AKA OUR ENDLESS TEARS

Wwx is like, do you remember our promise?

And lwj flashbacks TO THEIR LANTERN SCENE FROM THE ONE WHERE LWJ FINALLY SEES THE LIGHT

WE GET TO SEE LWJ’S PRECIOUS BABY FACE AS HE FALLS HEAD OVER HEELS IN THAT FLASHBACK

IT HURTS SO GOOD

Wwx: i wished to stand with justice and live without regrets. But tell me now, who’s strong, who’s weaker? Who’s right and who’s wrong?

Lwj: wei ying! 

Oh god, his voice! HE’S DISTRESSED

Wwx: is this the promise we pledged our lives to keep?

THEY BOTH LOOK SO HEARTBROKEN RN

Oh, look, lwj is doing the deathgrip of gay yearning on bichen again. We haven’t seen that in awhile AND I WISH WE WEREN’T SEEING IT NOW

Okay, but for real, how can lwj look so hurt here when the actor is literally doing nothing with his face??

I know i’ve mentioned that before, BUT C’MON, HOW?? HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK??

Wwx: my only regret is that i didn’t stop the jin clan who took living people as bait

I REGRET YOU NOT TAKING DOWN THE JIN CLAN TOO

WE COULD’VE AVOIDED SO MANY PROBLEMS IF WE’D JUST KILL OFF 90% OF THAT CLAN, OMG

And now wwx is all, i missed my chance to protect wen ning before so now i MUST leave to save him

BC WWX IS THE BEST MOST HONORABLE PERSON IN THE WORLD

Oh no

Oh noooo

He’s pulling out his demon flute. We’re gonna get THAT SCENE

Wwx: lan zhan, if i finally have to fight them, i’d prefer to fight with you

Wwx: if i am doomed to die, at least i can be killed by you. That would be worth it.

HE SAYS THAT BC HE TRUSTS VIRTUOUS LWJ TO STOP HIM IF HE REALLY IS IN THE WRONG

AND I AM SCREAMING IN PAIN RN

BC LOOK AT LWJ’S FACE

HE’S LISTENING TO HIS SOULMATE TELL HIM THAT HE WANTS HIS DEATH TO BE AT HIS HAND

Oh god, he’s doing the bichen deathgrip again

He tears his gaze away from wwx and turns to the side TO LET THEM ALL GO PAST

EYES LOWERED AS HIS HEART BREAKS INTO A MILLION PIECES

HE’S CRYING OH GOD HE’S CRYING

THERE ARE TEARS GOING DOWN HIS FACE, OH GOD WHY IS THIS HAPPENING

HE DIDN’T EVEN CRY WHEN HIS HOME GOT BURNED AND HIS FAMILY WAS MISSING AND/OR DYING

And now he drops his umbrella to the ground AS HE TRIES TO DROWN HIMSELF IN THE RAIN

*HYSTERICAL SOBBING*

THEY PACKED ALL THAT HEARTBREAK INTO THE FIRST 6MIN OF THE EPISODE, WTF, SOMEBODY STAB ME

And after all that emotional torture we get Plot Stuff happening

Blah blah wwx at the burial mounds blah blah sect leader banquet blah blah

Ugh, gross, they’re letting the idiot sect leaders talk again

They’re all blah blah wwx is evil blah blah he murders ppl blah blah we hate him blah blah

SHUT UP YOU BUNCH OF WALKING HUMAN-RIGHTS-VIOLATIONS

This whole part here is so difficult to watch. They’re literally just trash-talking my PRECIOUS SUNSHINE BOY

Jc, lwj, and lxc look visibly uncomfortable with what’s going down and they kind of sort of tried to defend wwx but they didn’t present a united front or hold their ground

Instead they let yao and ouyang run their stupid mouths

Anyway

Here’s little itty bitty bits of almost wangxiantics in the middle of this mess

Jgs: yeah, jc, i know wwx is your trusted bro and all but idk if wwx actually respects your authority. Do something about it, maybe

Lwj: *subtly glares at jgs*

And then everyone joins in on dragging wwx’s name through the mud bc apparently that’s the hot new thing in the cultivator world

If you look closely while this is happening, you can see that lwj legit GRINDS HIS TEETH with how much he’s holding back. MY POOR BB HAVING TO SIT THERE AND LISTEN TO EVERYONE DISPARAGE HIS SOULMATE

Jgs: wwx totally doesn’t respect you, jc, my bro. Everyone here heard him say how much he thinks you suck or whatever

Lwj: No I didn’t.

OOOOH, LWJ IS ANGRY AS HELL

HE’S OUTRIGHT GLARING AT JGS 

Jgs: what??

Lwj: i never heard wei ying say that, nor did i see him disrespect clan leader jiang

HANGUANG-JUN I LOVE YOU, LOOK AT YOU DEFENDING THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE, I’M SO PROUD OF YOU 

And ugh, disgusting, jgy steps in to be all “oh, well, wwx said so many awful things that day, who can possibly remember the specifics?”

Lwj visibly swallows here, as if he’s choking back a response, and his lips are all pursed. 

HE’S FURIOUS. HE’S ROILING WITH IMPOTENT ANGER, WHICH IS THE WORST KIND OF ANGER, TBH

That’s all the wangxiantics we get from that terrible awful sect leader banquet

THOSE SECT LEADERS NEED TO GET PUNCHED IN THE FACE

LIKE, A LOT

WITH A CHAIR

OR A TABLE

YOU KNOW WHAT, LET ME JUST TAKE BICHEN AND BEAT THEM ALL WITH IT

OR BETTER, YET, I’LL USE BAXIA. I WON’T EVEN CUT THEM UP. I’LL JUST BEAT THEM WITH THE BROAD PART

*ANGRY YELLING*

Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute! 

This isn’t a wangxiantic

But it is an EPIC MOMENT that should be commemorated.

Because here we get…

*drum roll*

MIANMIAN BEING A BOSS

Jz: blah blah wwx kills our people indiscriminately blah blah

Mm: not indiscriminately

Mm: indiscriminate is not accurate

And everyone around her is like, confused and offended because they’re assholes

Mm: in this specific case, if the overseers did abuse the Wen prisoners and kill wen ning, then what wwx did was not “killing indiscriminately”

Ouyang: nah, the overseers said they never abused/killed anyone

Mm: OF COURSE THEY’D FUCKING SAY THAT. THEY DON’T WANT TO FACE PUNISHMENT, YOU IDIOT

(okay, she didn’t call him an idiot outright or swear, but it was totally there in her tone of voice and also ouyang is an idiot so there)

Mm: you all think you’re so smart and voice your opinions so loudly

Mm: I SECEDE FROM THIS BULLSHIT. FUCK THE JIN CLAN AND YOUR STUPID CLAN POLITICS

And she throws down her jin robes and mARCHES RIGHT OUT OF THAT SHITHOLE WITH HER HEAD HELD HIGH

MIANMIAN PLEASE MARRY ME

Lwj watches her do that and two seconds later follows her out bC HE RECOGNIZES BADASSERY WHEN HE SEES IT (and also she defended the love of his life)

And that badass moment ends

But the banquet of idiots keeps going

The jin clan needs to learn how to shut the fuck up

God, they just go on and on and on

Why are they torturing me like this

OH WAIT, WE’RE OUTSIDE THE BANQUET HALL NOW

We see lwj and mm standing together on a terrace, talking to each other

BUT WE DON’T GET TO HEAR WHAT THEY SAY TO EACH OTHER AND THAT HAUNTS ME TO THIS DAY

WHAT DID THEY SAY

TELL MEEEEEEE

Oh, side note to let you all know this direct quote from nmj - “that girl really has a backbone.”

Okay nmj, i’m slightly less angry at you now. I won’t try to beat you with bichen or a table or a chair.

(but now i kinda wish mm would join the nie clan. I think she’d do well there and also i want to see her carry a gigantic saber)

We get some chitchat with the Official Bros™ but idc let’s move on 

(tho i do appreciate the look nmj gives jgy, like, HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME lolol)

Ooooh, now we’re getting lan fam time

ANGRY lan fam time, uh oh.

Lqr: lwj, have you regretted it? I didn’t punish you when you broke into the Forbidden Chamber bc i thought you’d self-reflect 

Lqr: you shouldn’t have gone to qiongqi way and let wwx go. Should you make one mistake after another?

And lwj is kneeling in front of him this whole time with a blank face

Lqr: what’s the use of getting you to memorize the Great Big Book of Lan Fam Rules?? Tell me, what is rule 52?

Lwj: No association with evil

He answers immediately and without any inflection to his voice.

Lqr: did you forget what happened to your father???

AND WE FINALLY GET A REACTION HERE

Lwj practically gasps and lifts his gaze to meet his uncle head-on

Lwj: my mother, she…!

Lqr: hold your tongue!

And just like that, lwj shuts down again; expression flat and gaze lowered

GOD, THIS CLAN HAS HURT HIM SO MUCH THROUGHOUT HIS LIFE

I MEAN, THEY MUST’VE, FOR HIM TO BE ABLE TO JUST DISCONNECT LIKE THAT

THAT IS NOT THE BEHAVIOR OF A NORMAL WELL-ADJUSTED PERSON

Basically the entire lan clan needs to go to therapy, like, STAT

Oh, i just noticed, lwj has his fists clenched at his sides. He’s clenching them hard, too. I think they’re trembling a bit, actually…

Lqr: i’ve been taking care of you since you were a kid; you’re like my son.i was strict bc i wanted you to stick to the right path and avoid your father’s tragedy

Lqr: that’s what i wanted to say to you. I hope you choose the right path. You may leave.

Lwj still bows respectfully before taking his leave

And i’m sure y’all are wondering, hey trensu, why did you make us endure that angry lan fam time that hurt us deep in our soul?? That wasn’t wangxiantic at all!

That’s where you're wrong, my friends!

It’s actually SUPER wangxiantic bc lqr kept drawing parallels to lwj’s dad the practically whole time

You know, the dad that married their mother who murdered some guy and had the whole world turn against her. 

(Sound familiar?)

The same mother that dad loved with his entire being and did what he could to keep her safe from the ramifications of her actions? By marrying her? And hiding her in the cloud recesses?

YEAH, HE’S EQUATING WANGXIAN WITH LWJ’S PARENTS’ TRAGIC ROMANCE

Bc, you know, that’s a totally hetero comparison to make lol

Oh, now we get to see our favorite Disaster Het be less of a disaster

We’re not going into detail here bc we’re not here for hetero shenanigans, yuck (actually, i’m apparently weak to Pining Idiots of all kinds bc this whole jzx/jyl scene is giving me tender feelings)

BUT

I do want to add that OMG FOR REAL LWJ AND JZX HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON WHEN IT COMES TO THEIR LOVE LIVES, IT’S FANTASTIC

I NEED 10 MILLION FICS OF THEM COMMISERATING OVER THEIR SHARED DISASTER-NESS

Also, how the HELL did jzx end up being the one who was able to express his intentions clearly? He was all “please don’t go to the burial mounds, stay here with me so i can protect you from all who would want to hurt you”

DAMN IT LWJ, IF YOU’D JUST SAY THAT TO WWX, HE’S UNDERSTAND WHAT’S GOING ON. 

YOU CAN’T JUST BE ALL “COME TO GUSU” WITH NO EXPLANATION

Jzx accomplished this before you did, YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED.

Huh, okay, i guess i did go into a bit of detail with that hetero nonsense. Oh well.

Now we’re at the burial mounds again with wwx

AND WE SEE A-YUAN PROPERLY FOR THE FIRST TIMEEEEE!!

ANY A-YUAN MOMENT IS BY DEFAULT A WANGXIANTIC, GUYS, TRUST ME.

AAHHHH, WE SEE A-YUAN DO THAT LEG-GRABBY THING HE DOES!!!

HE’S SO CUTE. TOO ADORABLE.

I LOVE YOU A-YUAN

Lol, wwx is all if you don’t let go i’ll plant you like a turnip

And a-yuan plops himself down in the dirt like YOUR THREATS DON’T WORK ON ME, OLD MAN, I LIKE BEING IN THE DIRT

Then he asks wwx for 3 elder brothers and 2 elder sisters, awwww. He thinks wwx can grow them in the garden (like cabbage patch kids!!!)

Plot stuff happens

Blah blah wwx and wq share moment blah blah jc shows up blah blah

Lol

Jc sees that glowing talisman door thing and is like THAT SIGN WON’T STOP ME BC I CAN’T READ

And then whips it down with zidian

Now we get some feelings-laden Yunmeng bros time

A-yuan shows up and leg-grabs jc and it’s ADORABLE

But jc yells at him bc he’s a JERK

Wwx scolds jc and then is a Dad to a-yuan: don’t put your hand in your mouth, you were just touching dirt!

Awww, we get to see jc fight back a smile at this! HE WANTS TO BE AN UNCLE, I JUST KNOW IT.

Plot plot plot stuff happens

More plot stuff happens

And the episode ends with us still in the burial mounds with the yunmeng bros

And you know what, i’m just gonna focus on our BAMF mianmian moment bc quite frankly the rest of the episode either had me in tears of anguish or spitting mad. There was no inbetween. 

I’m gonna end up having blood pressure problems at this rate.

I’m too poor young to have blood pressure problems.

The Jin clan better pay for any medical bills I get because of them, I'm just saying

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Maria watches friday night lights (#33)

I’m back, I’m back! So here’s what happened...I watched 5x10 on October 1, never edited my note about it, then ended up taking an inadvertent break from watching until now. Idk why, but i needed a break from like...watching tv i hadn’t seen before. Anyone else have that habit of watching things you’ve already seen when you’re going through an anxious period? Starting a new job in the same month as the 2020 presidential election fit the bill, and i wanted to really immerse myself in the final three episodes of this amazing show properly so i decided to wait until i was feeling it! Anyway to the like three people who enjoy my recaps, i hope you enjoy these last four recaps.

So without further ado, aforementioned Oct 1 recap, now edited and underneath the cut:

5x10 yoooo I have never been so amused by Buddy Garrity in my life + TIM so here we go:

TIM RIGGINS RETURNS?! Yay!!! (This is my reaction just from seeing him in the “previously on.”)

Eric’s getting recruited at a ~fancy~ restaurant! Oh shitttt

“That, right there, marks the end of the East Dillon Lions football program led by Coach Eric Taylor.” “...It’s a crate of oranges.” “Yeah, and it’s from the sunshine state. From Florida! And that can only mean one thing—year round sunshine and college funding.” Lmao alarmist Buddy is hilarious and actually not wrong here. Lol incredulous Levi: “you got all that from a crate of oranges?!”

#OperationGetTimOut!! Is Eric going to speak for him as a character witness?

I *knew* that phone call from Oklahoma Tech wasn’t gonna be good. Ohhhhh Vince you should’ve listened to Eric~~~

Oh shit everyone’s buzzing about “losing their kingmaker” and it’s playoff time! Love a good car radio scene. “So how was it honey, are we moving to Florida?” Lol

“Dad, maybe we should just talk to Coach. I need to be focused on this game on Friday night, getting my spot back.” Yes Vince stand up for yourself, take a break from those meetings! I am fearful of his dad’s true reaction tho.

“Expelling Epyck, that was a good start.” Omfg some of these teachers are too cruel! That is a severely traumatized child, ma’am!

“Impromptu speeches...” “Impromptu means not planned, Buddy.” “Okay, then promptu.” I’M LIVING for these Buddy and Levi interactions omg hilarious.

“A man can’t leave if you erect a statue in his honor.” “A plaque?” “You got money for that?!” I cannot omfgggg Levi and Buddy should take this show on the road!

Tami’s “Oh Levi you are too much.” That’s a nice way to say “fuck you” for making her take a personal day to go speak on a panel he TOLD her she’s speaking at? Smh this is why staff needs unions.

Lmao Buddy is being so extra with Eric, I can’t

...and enter Billy, here to ask Eric a favor...

“Tim Riggins? One of the best fullbacks in the great state of Texas? The boy my girl fell in love with? Yeah I’ll do that.” Damn Buddy has a crush on Tim Riggins too!! I get it dude same.

“I believe in loyalty, Billy. Sticking with your people, through good and bad.” SO EXTRA LMAO

“Hey coach you going to Florida?” “I was planning on going home and I suggest you do too, Tinker.” Ugh poor Eric having to deal with all of these rumors and the team being endlessly curious right before the playoffs!

Awww Tami’s excited about the Florida houses. “Three years with a two year option.” Damn. Aw the way that Eric looks at Tami and you know he wants to give her everything she wants 🥺

Omggg now Buddy is making the players talk up Eric Taylor 😂 his scheming truly kills me

Becky and Luke tossing a football, so precious!

Ah, there’s more to life than college football, Luke! “No one wants me.” “I want you.” Aww Becky.

Aw Billy is getting so frustrated trying to write his speech for Tim. “It sounds ridiculous.” “No it doesn’t. You’re a good brother.” Oh Mindy 🥺 fuck prisonssss he should not feel like his words have so much bearing on his brother’s literal freedom!

Yes to Vince going to Eric and agreeing to earn his way back! That’s the Vince we know and love!

I love Eric telling Tami about Tim’s parole hearing. “You going to do it?” “You bet i’m going to do it.” My heart! The way there’s no question about it 🥺

Andddd Vince’s dad predictably refuses to let up with the recruiters. But this time Vince is standing up to him!

Yesss Vince, walk away! Especially after his dad yelled at him like that; this is not your life, it’s Vince’s!

“Don’t whack her. Just a little love tap.” LMAO Luke, Tinker, Becky, and a pig. Luke is giving Tinker pageant advice for Tinker at a competition with the pig?? I can’t, that’s weirdly so cute. Becky clearly finds it cute.

Omg Tim in his all-white prison uniform I HATE THISSS

OMGGGG “I don’t want Billy to speak, he’s done enough damage.” Fuck this is gonna fuck Billy UP. But also fair...I mean, Billy DOES tend to be a fuck up?? Isn’t that how we got here?

Yessss Tami going off explaining that standardized testing isn’t the end all be all!!

“what would you have us do, meet with every kind in the state?” “Yes I would.” to a round of applause. GO OFF QUEEN TAMI TAYLOR

Yes Coach Taylor! Give us one of your epic speeches!

Poor Tim looks like he has a lot of self hatred sitting here listening to Eric talking about him 🥺

“I asked him to be an assistant coach because of his character off the field.” YES

lol Buddy Garrity getting up to speak even tho he’s not on the list 🤣

“He’s like family to me.” OH BUDDYYYY he’s coming through with a full time job for Tim when he comes out?????? Tim’s smile of relief.

“It’s time for you to let Tim Riggins come home.” YESSSSS

AW Tim sent Eric letters from prison?? My poor babe. “I’m sorry I didn’t visit more.” “I’m sorry I let you down.” “You didn’t and that’s not why I’m here.” IM EMOTIONAL

Holy shit Vince’s dad is STILL not letting up? “I’m your father. I know what’s right.” “that is enough! Get off his back!” “He needs a father, not an agent!” YES REGINA GO OFFFFF she finally snapped!

(It’s wild how Coach possibly leaving is being used in this fight in Vince’s family. Oh, Dillon!)

Oh shit Billy is yelling at both Becky and Mindy, clearly very affected by what Tim said at his parole hearing. “You did everything you could and that makes all the difference.” Aww Mindy, and Billy apologized! Too much stress for such a young family! Also unrelated but Mindy looks mad hot for the athletic banquet.

Awww I love getting to see the other teams stand up. Yeah cross country, yes girls volleyball!!!

Man, playing a sport in Texas that’s not football must suck, look at that insane applause for football vs. weak for everyone else

Buddy giving Gracie a lil t-shirt and saying, “clear eyes, full hearts...you know it?” And they’re all like “can’t...lose” and Gracie giggles! Ok that’s cute af

Omg the tension between Jess and Vince!! “Jess, I miss you. I miss you.” 🥺 aw yeah she blew him off for her brothers

Wow they made it to the playoffs for the first time in 25 years?? Well here comes Buddy’s All Hail Eric Taylor pageant. Lmao

Awww these heartfelt addresses from the team members on how much Eric Taylor has changed their lives??? Manipulative, Buddy, really. He knows what he’s doing.

Yesss Eric, give Tami that massage. See y’all, this is what being a good man looks like.

“It had the desired effect. It sure made you think twice about leaving Dillon.” “It’s a hell of an offer. I’d own that building. They have funding.” “Mmm and oranges. Don’t forget about oranges.” “Mmm that pool.” They wanna leave.

“You know what I want more than anything right now? I wanna bring these boys to state.” “I know you do.” “They deserve it.” “I know they do. But after you do that, this offer is something to think about. Because you deserve that.” Ugh I know I say it a lot but since we’re in the final four episodes now and I’m mostly talking into the void anyway — god, what a model of a wonderful and gentle and loving and communicative marriage! I am continually floored!

Becky with cowboy boots at Luke’s farm works. And ooh Luke’s mom said hi to her?? Progress!!

Aw they’re talking about how pretty they find Luke’s farm as he tries to imagine a future here in Dillon. “I have an amazing imagination. I see your next game, and you’re winning.” Awww Becky is such a cute girlfriend.

What a cute shot of Luke and Becky on the farm, “you ever think you could imagine living on a farm?” “Sure.” AWWW

Vince at Eric’s door on game day?!!! He’s asking Eric not to take the offer to Shane State when he’s supposed to already be at the field house!?!

“Having you as a coach is one of the best things to happen to me. I don’t know where I’d be without you. Either in jail or in a ditch somewhere.” Damn forget Buddy this shit is from the HEART

Eric tells him to get in the damn car and tells him he’s starting!! “You know what your problem is? You ask too many damn questions.”

AHHHHH TIM IS HOME! Showered in a flannel! My heart! He salutes Becky with a beer!

Aww Billy is so excited to have his brother home.

It seems uneasy in the home. Coming back from prison is hard.

And here they go, heading onto the bus with signs and cheers!

“I’ll tell you, this is an away game, but you look around here at the community tonight and the young players that I have playing for me, and the character they got—no matter where this community goes, that’s home.”

Damn Eric just announced he was planning to stay home in Dillon to the press. “you’re full of surprises, aren’t you?” says Tami. “I love you.” and with the FNL theme song playing aghkliyb I’m not ready for the final three episodes ahhh!!!

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One and only

Words: 1124

A/N: Hello my loved ones! This will be the only one tonight. I know. I can’t even keep my promise for one day. But I have to get up early tomorrow so I can’t spent the night writing there. A new one will be up Monday tho. Love you lots! - E

You had always wondered, fi you would ever find the one that belonged to you. Your one and only. Your soulmate. You would never ever have thought that it would be Clary’s demon brother, who would become that person. However, when you fought off Lilith of Edom, with Simon’s mark of Cain, everything she ever had done, disappeared from the earth’s surface. Which meant that the demon blood in Jonathan vanished too. Making him that brother Clary always wanted, and the man you became to love. He suddenly became this person of sunshine. Everywhere he went, people seemed to become happy.

Only a few days went by, after Jonathan’s change of life, before he asked you out. And you couldn’t resist his charm. His smile, and the way it always seemed to reach his eyes. He was truly always happy after the changes of events. On your first date, he took you to the movies, classic doing the ‘sleepy yawn’ in the theater, to lay his arm around you. On your second date, he took you to dinner. His favorite place to eat, but you knew it wasn’t. He wanted to spoil you, wanted you to dress up fancy, hoping to see you in a bit more revealing outfit.

After that, a few weeks went by. Jonathan went a lot to Alicante to come clear of his action. You were scared of the conviction he would get. You knew you had fallen for him, yet you two were just dating. If he were convicted to death, your soulmate would be gone. After not hearing from him in a week, you started to get more and more nervous. What if something had already happened? No one else had heard from him. Another week went by, and you kept following the saying: ”No news is good news.” In the middle of the third week, a letter came for you. Inviting you to Alicante – no sender.

When arriving to Alicante, a million thoughts when through your head. What if this was it? Had the thing already happened? You weren’t ready to lose him yet. Not like this. As you went to the courthouse, nervous as ever, Jonathan sat on a bench in front of a big fountain waiting for you. “We need to talk.” He took you hand, and took you to the park. Not a single word was spoken the whole time. You were scared what you would say, most of all what he would say if you asked a question. To your surprise, a picnic basket was set up, and you instantly knew it couldn’t be bad news he had to say. You quickly rapped your arms around him, as happy tears ran down you cheeks. “Oh thank the angel!” You gave him a kiss with all the emotions you had built up over the past weeks. He sent you a big smile, and took your hand. “Come sit my love. I have something to tell you.” You quickly sat down on the blanket on the grass, cross-legged. “My conviction isn’t bad. I have to do some mission here and there to prove my loyalty.  Something I aren’t allowed to do, but I’m okay with all of this as long as I get to be here with you.” You didn’t dare to say anything. You had missed his voice so much, that hearing it, made your eyes teary. “Please, don’t cry my love. “ He quickly dried of the teary that had left your eye. “I have to be at surveillance by the silentbrothers as long as 6 months. But you are allowed to visit me.” 6 months in prison, you would have to visit your boyfriend through bars for half a year. You accidently let out a deep sigh, and Jonathan sent you a little smile. “After that I will be under surveillance every day for another year. But not in prison, they will watch me from afar.” Even though he wasn’t sentenced to death, this was still prison. For your romance. You wouldn’t be able to go on a date without being watched. “Okay.” Your voice was shaking from the crying, you both couldn’t stop smiling. “We will make it work right?” You felt tears swell up in your eyes again. Jonathan started to nod. “Of course we can, my love.” He took both of your hands in his. “I wanted to talk to you about something else.” You felt your heart drop. The tone of his voice suddenly got very serious. “I know we only have been dating for the past 6 months. And I know that I am very new at this romance thing. But I can’t ever imagine loving anybody else than you. You are the reason that I am always happy. I never knew you could love someone as much as I love you. In my demon state, my thought of romance was very different from what it is. And I am truly happy that Simon managed to send my mother back the hell. Because I wouldn’t be able to love you.” You were crying a river. Even Jonathan had tears in his eyes, as he held your shaking hands tight. You could relate to every word he said. Because you felt the same way. “My love, will you do the honor of marrying me?” All you could do was to nod your head. Your throat had contracted. You were bursting with love. Felling the need to kiss him, for the beautiful speech, for the lost time, for loving him. You threw yourself at him, making him fall backwards. Laughing and kissing you laid there for hours.  

With a big smile, you were walking down the aisle. You had been waiting for this day, for 6 months. All your friends was here.  Jonathan stood in front of the alter, waiting for you to join him. As you finally reach him, he mouthed “Hello, my love.” As he did every time, he saw you. As the jewelry for you two to be connected, Jonathan had chosen a square ring, with your initials and the stone of you birth month. You had chosen a necklace with a charm, formed like a sun, with Jonathan’s birthstone in the middle. “The loving couple will now mark each other with the rune of marriage.” Jonathan snakingly took the stele from the pillow. To mark you on your wrist, the place you both wanted to be marked. Cheesy enough, but you wanted the marks to touch when you were holding hands. As he passed you the stele, he sent you a big smile. “I love you.” You sent him on back as you marked the marriage rune onto his wrist as well. “I love you.”

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We’re so in love, fighting against all odds, I know we’ll be alright

A sound so sweet, of you and me - 16 - First coming home

Kudos to my ice pack and tissues to myself, because this is the last chapter and I’m emo. It’s been a pleasure to share this story with you and I hope you’ll enjoy this final part and that maybe, one day, you’ll read it all over again with a smile. Thank you, for every like and comment, it warms my heart ♥

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“Gastón, please, could you stop writing my boyfriend full novels, so he can answer me too?” Luna couldn’t help but add a hint of annoyance to her tone. Five long days without any contact to Matteo thinned her nerves too much to let Gastón’s spam in the second Matteo was back online uncommented.

“It’s not my fault he likes me better.” Said boy grinned, not even glancing up from his screen for a single moment.

“That’s what he wants you to think”, she mumbled.

Gastón chuckled. The gaze he threw in her direction suddenly looked so smug – so much like the one her chico fresa usually wore – that she wanted to cry.

It’d been too long since she last saw it in person.

Her phone beeped.

Novio fresa: Gastón’s puns will be my end one day… or the reason I go to prison

How is my favorite moon?

A smile hushed on her lips, wider than the ones he elicited before he even knew how much he made her feel. But before she could begin to type an answer, Gastón called for her attention.

“Did he tell you yet if he’ll come back this summer? Before they left for whatever that town was called, he promised me he’d ask his parents but right now, he’s avoiding that question.”

“How could he when he’s mostly answering you? I haven’t even replied to his first message yet because you keep spamming him.”

At that, he remained silent in defeat.

Luna shook her head, not at him, at herself. She wasn’t this grumpy, she didn’t lash out at her friends, and most definitely not at Gastón who showed so much support for her since Matteo had left for Italy.

Or usually, she didn’t.

But now, with the weight of the past days, the weight of the future in front of her wearing her down, she discovered she wasn’t all sunshine. She was rain, too. And lots of it.

“I’ll ask him, okay?” she offered as she smiled at him. Or tried to. Too much anxiety jolted through her body at the thought of Matteo leaving her alone here, leaving her behind when she needed him by her side so much, more than she had told him.

More than she wanted to tell him while he stayed too many miles away.

To novio fresa: I’m okay, just miss you

How was the trip? Got rid of the snow yet? And did you ask your parents?

Was Luna surprised he didn’t have an answer to the last, and most important question? No.

Did it still hurt? Like hell.

He sent pictures of his trip to distract her. Gastón hovered over her phone too, mostly so Matteo could save some of his data. Stunning landscapes filled the photographs. Endless mountains against a clear blue sky, forests bedazzled in soft white powder and a few snaps of ocean waves lingering on a beach.

Surprisingly few included Matteo, though.

It worried Luna, more so when his smile barely resembled the radiant, blinding ones he used to wear, when nothing above the horizon could shine as bright as he did.

But when she asked, he insisted he was fine. Just tired, or he couldn’t see himself on the screen while taking the selfies, or another lame excuse. How much she’d give to hug him until he grinned again…

“Luna, Gastón, can you look up from your phones for just one second? Juliana will be here any minute now.”

Ramiro appeared out of nowhere. He simple was there suddenly, or perhaps she’d been too focused on the opened chat with Matteo.

Luna blinked at him. “Huh?”

“Please tell me you remember that she wanted to talk about the next Open. I have this awesome idea for a performance, but I can’t tell her when she’s too busy getting your attention.”

Now Gastón and her exchanged a confused look. “It’s not our fault, Matteo’s been on a trip the past days and we just miss him”, Gastón explained.

As Ramiro sat down next to them, he shook his head. “Just don’t piss Juliana off by being too attached to that thing, is all I’m saying.”

Out of choices, Luna put her phone away. But during Juliana’s speech, her mind stayed far, far away.

The next time she unlocked her screen, she found two messages from Matteo which caused her heart to crumble into the smallest corner of her chest once more.

Novio fresa: I have to go again, we’re leaving for another trip

Just two days this time tho

To novio fresa: Send me pics when you’re back, I love you

She wanted to tell him she missed him, that this lack of opportunities to talk to him broke her heart and that she needed him, she needed him so so much.

In the end, though, she never wrote that.  

Matteo replied a few minutes later.

Novio fresa: Love you more! And don’t worry I will, you’ll feel like you’re right by my side

If only.

 ///

His heart refused to calm down. Beat after beat, it violently raced in his ribcage, unable to stop, unable to rest. None of the deep breaths Matteo took, none of the scolding looks from his parents had brought him any relaxation. Ever since the last morning, he drowned in excitement.

Now he stood outside, staring at the place connected to so many happy memories, connected to the people he called his home. He took the view in, thought of who he’d find inside, clueless and waiting and soon in his arms again. Despite the long trip, not a single ounce of exhaustion was to be found in his body.

Another deep breath. He needed to chill, at least a little, at least until he found her.

Could you be too ready for something?

 ///

In hindsight, planning their reunion easily amounted to one of the most naïve things Matteo had ever done. He really, really should’ve known better, given their history and how Luna always was good for a surprise herself.

He barely made it five steps into the Roller.

Then, there was the sound of skates on the ground, a voice humming an all too familiar song that made his heart skip a beat and suddenly, she stumbled into him.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t…”

Silence.

Matteo looked at her. Felt his heart sighing, felt peace flooding his veins, felt a smile unfolding on his lips. She stared back at him, disbelief painted all over her face. He could see her brain trying to catch up.

“Hi, solare.”

“You – but – trip – how – you’re here!”

He nodded, not trusting his voice to carry him before he turned into a puddle of emotions.

The first teardrops began to roll over her cheek, though they were caught by the smile that broke free and put the sun along with every other star in the sky to shame.

“I am”, he echoed. Her lips numbed the last part as she fiercely pressed them against his mouth and then they were kissing, and his brain shut down while their faces soon became the playground of their tears, and he felt happy, happier than he’d been in a long time.

I missed you so much.

Breaking apart, Luna’s face was still close while she clung to him as if he’d disappeared the minute she eased her grip on him. “I can’t believe you’re really back.”

Something about her tone caught his attention. Something about the ever-flowing stream of tears, about the sadness he found in her eyes that he never had seen before.

She opened her mouth, whispering, “I need to tell you…”, only for her voice to break.

However, behind them someone yelled his name and whatever just clouded his little moon was gone. Smiling once more, she kissed him again.

“Matteo!” Gastón, undeniably, and Matteo barely turned around before his best friend began running towards him, arms extended until he looked like he escaped from a telenovela, lips pursed.

“Do I get a kiss too?” he asked as he threw himself at Matteo. Luna, who managed to step back just in time, sent her boyfriend an amused look.

She seemed fine again, so he decided not to worry and enjoy being back.

Back home.

“I knew you were attracted to me”, he snickered, “But I’m afraid I can’t give you a kiss.”

“Don’t be so afraid of loving me.” Gastón still clung to him, while Matteo patted his back and grinned at Luna, who raised an eyebrow at them.

“Oh, I do love you. You both.”

///

“I can’t believe you didn’t say a single word!” Luna exclaimed later when they sat down in the cafeteria. With milkshakes (strawberry, she wouldn’t let them get anything else) in front of them and Luna on his lap, the smile stuck to Matteo’s face all by itself.

Her eyes glistened at him and he simply had to steal a peck from her lips.

“You have no idea how much I wanted to, little moon. I wanted to tell you so, so much.”

“Then why didn’t you?”

He chuckled, thinking of the disbelief and utter happiness in her eyes, of the enthusiasm carrying her kisses. “Tell you? And ruin the perfect opportunity to surprise you? No, I couldn’t.”

“Awww”, she mouthed. Another kiss. Her thumb caressed her cheek, sent impulses of warmth through his core, like the first sun rays of spring after a long and harsh winter.

“Guys, I’m here too”, Gastón complained. “And the others should be done with training soon as well. Actually, they’ll see you in a…”

“Matteo?!”

With a sigh, they broke apart. Stroking through Luna’s hair one last time, he turned to his friends, who seemed as flabbergasted as Luna had been. “Hey everyone”, he said, “Haven’t seen you all in a while.”

They had so. Many. Questions.

Matteo drowned in them, words rushing over him from every direction and in the hectic attempt of answering, he barely noticed how Luna turned more and more silent. She leaned against his chest, face buried in his shirt. Eyes closed as far as he could see.

Only after the initial excitement calmed down did he begin to wonder what happened. If there was more to it than sleepiness, than exhaustion.

“Hey, Luna”, he whispered into her hair.

“Hm?”

“Do you wanna go? So we can be a bit alone?”

A nod.

Matteo grinned, then called for his friends’ attention. “Guys, I just got my girlfriend back, so could you excuse us for a while?” Silence, followed by wiggling eyebrows and knowing smirks, but at least they let them go. As he threw one last glance in their friends’ direction, Simón made kissing noises.

He only stopped when Matteo winked.

To be honest, though, he already guessed making out wasn’t what they were about to do.

They found the wardrobe empty. A “Do not disturb”-sign laid on the table, so Matteo put it on the doorknob before he faced Luna and pulled her into a hug.

The tears followed immediately. Heavy sobs, accompanied by thick streams of tears, each one echoing through his bones, torturing his heart.

“It’s okay, little moon, I’m here.”

Wet spots spread over his shirt. Matteo pulled her closer. Rubbed her back. Whispered a soft melody of comfort into her ear. Told her all the things he hoped would ease her pain.

Slowly, she stopped shaking.

Stains of her mascara underlined her eyes, so he handed her a tissue. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Her gaze hurried through the room, searching yet not finding whatever they intended to discover. She sighed.

“I’m…” another deep breath, “I’m Sol Benson.”

“Sol… Benson?” The name sounded weirdly familiar, like a story hid behind it, one he had heard before but couldn’t remember. “Wait. Isn’t Sharon’s last name…”

“Benson. She’s my aunt.”

Like that, she cried again, buried her face deeper into his chest as a waterfall rushed out of her eyes. Memories popped up in his head, of the time she told him how badly she wanted to know her birth parents, how she planned to ask them why they gave her away, how she imagined seeing them again for the first time. How ambitious and curious she’d been, and how right now, she was a crumbled shadow of her past self in his arms.

“Didn’t you want to know about your past?”

“Yes”, she sniffed into the fabric. “But this… it’s horrible! They’re”, she hesitated, voice frayed in every single letter and accentuated by her tears, “dead. They died in a fire in the mansion and Miss Ben… Sharon hates me. She hates me, and, and…” Her sentence ended in a hiccup.

More tears. Always more, they found no end in her misery.

He opened his mouth to reply – the words a tangled mess in his throat – but Luna kept going. Like a waterfall breaking free from a breach in a dam. “She’s awful and she scares me, but I couldn’t tell anyone because I don’t know how, and you weren’t here, and I really, really don’t want to go back to the mansion, I… Iwanttostaywithyoupleasedonteverleavemeagain.”

She collapsed into him, all strength gone. All the weight that surely sat on her shoulders after keeping this secret in for heaven knew how long vanished.

With his arms around her waist, Matteo supported her, carried her to one of the chairs while she kept crying.  

Everything about her screamed misery.

It broke his heart to see her like that. Where did all the rain from her eyes come from? Where did the storm in her sky steam from when she usually was so vibrant, so luminous? How did her body carry it all?

“Hey, little moon, please, it’s okay, I’m here. I’m here.” He put his hand on her cheek, stroke her skin. She leaned into his touch. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry you have to go through this, you don’t deserve this, you deserve better than this. I wish it would’ve worked out differently. And I’m really, really sorry I wasn’t there for you when you needed me.”

Her eyes still drowned in sorrow as she half smiled at him. (Or tried to.) “It’s not your fault.”

“Look, I can’t change your aunt. But we can ask your parents if you can stay over tonight, if you want”, Matteo added.

“Yes, please. I don’t want to go back.”

“But you know, eventually you’ll have to”, Matteo added carefully, his fingers not leaving her for a single minute. She seemed to fade at his words, floating away, and he wondered if perhaps he was the only thing that tied her to earth right now.

“But I don’t want to. I want to run away.”

His heart skipped a beat.

“You’re not one to run from your problems.”

Luna sighed. It sounded heavy, like the whole world crouched on her small shoulders. “What if I want to be?”

“That’s okay, and I get it, I do”, he answered, sighing. Suddenly, the exhaustion from the flights kicked in.

All he wanted was to go to bed, he wanted to hold her in his arms until he woke up and found her right by this side. He didn’t feel ready to give her a pep talk; the tiredness left his mind too numb to comfort her the way she always comforted him.

But then again, were people ever truly ready to give pep talks?

“You know, before we left for Italy, I thought about running away with you too”, he confessed.

“You did?” Surprise echoed in her voice, a pleasant change from the sadness and despair.

“Yes. Too many times, it felt. But in the end, what would it solve? Nothing. And we got through this, didn’t we?” He laced their hands, followed her eyes as they studied the embrace of their fingers. “Just like we’ll get through this too. Together.”

“You promise?”

“I do.”

///

“I love you”, she whispered that night when they laid in his bed, with her completely wrapped in his arms. After hours of talking and embracing her and pressing gentle kisses all over her, her tears had dried, and she finally reminded him much more of his little moon who refused to give up on anyone and anything.

“I love you too.”

Luna snuggled closer to join their lips. Featherlight kisses, nothing compared to the restless ones from this afternoon. He had missed them, had missed this – simply cuddling with her in bed – had missed her so much. The memory of being robbed of her presence, of his mind being enchanted with her while his body craved her, still lingered in his stomach, although he reckoned it would soon disappear.

A hummed laugh left her mouth as they broke apart just enough to share the same breaths. Yet, when he met her gaze, she looked all serious.

“What is it?”, he wanted to know.

“I’m sorry I ruined your surprise. But I’m really glad you’re back.”

“You didn’t ruin it”, he assured her. “You couldn’t have.”

///

He woke up in the darkness, confused and dizzy from the sudden exit his dream had taken. For a moment, he blinked into the darkness. Listened to the silence. Breathed in the familiarity of his room.

The mattress moved, sinking in under hasty movements next to him. “Luna?” he whispered.

“Yes?” She sounded out of breath.

“Are you okay?”

No answer. Just a sob.

A second one. Soon, she began shaking again.

“What if… what if it’ll always feel like this? If I never figure out how to deal with all this? She calls me Sol all the time, but I hate it, I don’t want to be her, I just want to be Luna again.”

More tears, like her eyes owned an unlimited supply of them recently.

“You are, munchkin, you are. Sol and you, you are the same person.”

“No, Sol has a family that’s either dead or crazy. That’s not me, that’s not who I want to be. And she has more money.” Bitterness leaked into her tone, and Matteo wished he could take the pain away from her, could give her a new birth family that loved and supported her and didn’t make her cry in the middle of the night.

“Really?” he said, hoping the joke he was about to make brought out at least the tiniest smile. “Well, then I guess drinks are on you next time.”

She laughed.

Shortly, and it ended before it ever truly began, but it counted as a laugh nonetheless and warmed his heart.

“No, seriously, Luna. It’s gonna be alright. Remember how I was afraid of your name once too? I had a choice back then, and so do you today. And whatever choice you’ll make, I won’t love you any less. We won’t love you any less. You have amazing parents who love you so much, and I’m sure your birth parents would love you just as much if they could see you now.”

Luna fell silent during his little speech, head rested on his chest. Her fingers hovered right over his heart, they’d been mindlessly wandering over his skin but came to a halt when he paused.

“It won’t always feel like this, I promise”, Matteo concluded, smiling down on her.

“I know”, she mumbled. “It’s just that… ugh, I don’t know. I feel so helpless. I never thought I’d say this, but this is harder than when I had to let you go at the airport.”

“No way”, he huffed, although the smirk slipped into his voice, betraying him, “I can’t believe this isn’t the single hardest thing you ever had to endure anymore. Do I mean nothing to you?”

His comment earned him a single slap on his chest, but a laugh accompanied it, so he didn’t mind as much. “Gosh, you’re so full of yourself.”

“I beg to differ. I am full of extra fresa.”

Luna giggled, a blessed sound in his ears. If he could save a copy of it and play it over and over again, he’d do it in a heartbeat.  

No more tears ran over her cheeks, and her body felt more relaxed in his arms.

“You are so strong, there’s nothing in this world you couldn’t do. And I’ll be right by your side, I promise. I love you.” He almost added solare, but ultimately stopped, too afraid to make her cry. Maybe, one day, that word wouldn’t remind her of her past, maybe one day, her past wouldn’t hurt her anymore.

Until then, he’d be using his favorite name.

“Luna.”

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Open Me Carefully

I recently finished reading the book Open Me Carefully, which is a collection of letters, poems, and letter-poems Emily Dickinson sent to her close friend and sister-in-law, Susan Huntington Dickinson.

I decided to buy it after seeing Emily in a list of historical LGBT+ figures; although we’ll never know if their relationship was romantic or sexual in any way, it is clear from these letters that their connection was very deep on an intellectual and spiritual level.

Of course, as a bisexual female myself, I love to interpret them in a gay way, and below are some extracts that I particularly liked. (alongside my own little commentary now and then, sorry!)

(For some context, both women were born in December 1830)

“I wept a tear here, Susie - on purpose for you - because this “sweet silver moon” smiles in on me and Vinnie, and then it goes so far before it gets to you - and then you never told me if there was any moon in Baltimore - and how do I know Susie - that you see her sweet face at all? She looks like a fairy tonight, sailing around the sky in a little silver gondola with stars for gondoliers. I asked her to let me ride a little while ago - and told her I would get out when she got as far as Baltimore, but she only smiled to herself and went sailing on. I think she was quite ungenerous - but I have learned the lesson and shant ever ask her again.” - October 9, 1851

I LOVE how she describes Nyx the moon in this letter!!

“Will you let me come dear Susie - looking just as I do, my dress soiled and worn, my grand old apron, and my hair - Oh Susie, time would fail me to enumerate my appearance, yet I love you just as dearly as if I was e’er so fine, so you wont care, will you? I am so glad dear Susie - that our hearts are always clean, and always neat and lovely, so not to be ashamed. I have been hard at work this morning, and I ought to be working now - but I cannot deny myself the luxury of a minute or two with you. The dishes may wait dear Susie - and the uncleared table stand, them I have always with me, but you, I have “not always,” why Susie, Christ hath saints manie - and I have few, but thee - the angels shant have Susie - no - no no! [...] Oh my darling one, how long you wander from me, how weary I grow of waiting and looking, and calling for you; sometimes I shut my eyes, and shut my heart towards you, and try hard to forget you because you grieve me so, but you’ll never go away, Oh you never will - say, Susie, promise me again, and I will smile faintly - and take up my little cross again of sad - sad separation. How vain it seems to write, when one knows how to feel - how much more near and dear to sit beside you, talk with you, hear the tones of your voice - so hard to “deny thyself, and take up thy cross, and follow me -” give me strength, Susie, write me of hope and love, and of hearts that endured. [...] Only want to write me, only sometimes sigh that you are far from me, and that will do, Susie! Dont you think we are good and patient, to let you go so long; and dont we think you’re a darling, a real beautiful hero, to toil for people, and teach them, and leave your own dear home? [...] I must leave you now - “one little hour of Heaven,” thank who did give it me, and will he also grant me one longer and more when it shall please his love - bring Susie home, ie! Love always, and ever, and true!” - February 1852

Susan’s daughter Martha said “Her [Emily’s] devotion to those she loved was that of a knight for his lady.”

“Oh Susie, I would nestle close to your warm heart, and never hear the wind blow, or the storm beat, again. Is there any room there for me, or shall I wander away all homeless and alone? Thank you for loving me, darling, and will you “love me more if ever you come home”! it is enough, dear Susie, I know I shall be satisfied. But what can I do towards you? - dearer you cannot be, for I love you so already, that it almost breaks my heart - perhaps I can love you anew, every day of my life, every morning and evening - Oh if you will let me, how happy I shall be! [...] pretty soon I waked up saying “Precious treasure, thou art mine,” and there you were all right, my Susie, and I hardly dared to sleep lest some one steal you away. Never mind the letter, Susie; you have so much to do; just write me every weeks one line, and let it be, “Emily, I love you,” and I will be satisfied!” - February 1852

“dont you go Susie, not to their meeting, but come with me this morning to the church within our hearts, where the bells are always ringing, and the preacher whose name is Love - shall intercede there for us!” - February 1852

“And I do love to run fast - and hide away from them all; here in dear Susie’s bosom, I know is love and rest, and I never would go away, did not the big world call me, and beat me for not working. [...] When you come home, darling, I shant have your letters, shall I, but I shall have yourself, which is more - Oh more, and better, than I can even think! [...] Tis only a few days, Susie, it will soon go away, yet I say, go now, this very moment, for I need her - I must have her, Oh give her to me! [...] he [God] is very kind to let me write to you, and to give me your sweet letters, but my heart wants more.” - April 5, 1852

“I have thought of it all day, Susie, and I fear of but little else, and when I was gone to meeting it filled my mind so full, I could not find a chink to put the worthy pastor; when he said “Our Heavenly Father,” I said “Oh Darling Sue”; when he read the 100th Psalm, I kept saying your precious letter all over to myself, and Susie, when they sang - it would have made you laugh to hear one little voice, piping to the departed. I made up words and kept singing how I loved you, and you had gone, while all the rest of the choir were singing Hallelujahs. I presume nobody heard me, because I sang so small, but it was a kind of comfort to think I might put them out, singing of you. I a’nt there this afternoon, tho’, because I am here, writing a little letter to my dear Sue, and I am very happy. I think of ten weeks - Dear One, and I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still. The sun does’nt shine at all, but I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose. And I pray that such summer’s sun shine on my Absent One, and cause her bird to sing!” - Late April 1852

I joked on twitter about the gay agenda being to sing about missing your girlfriend when everyone else in church is singing hymns. Because of course they talked face-to-face whenever they were together, a lot of the letters were sent when Susan was away, so they’re filled with Emily’s pining for and missing of her. Later in this same letter she describes how she gathered flowers and an acorn and a snail shell to give to Sue once she returned which is absolutely adorable. She continues to gift her flowers throughout her life and in her poems compares both of them to flowers.

“Our last words were of you, and as we said Dear Susie, the sunshine grew so warm, and out peeped prisoned leaves, and the Robins answered Susie, and the big hills left their work, and echoed Susie, and from the smiling fields, and from the fragrant meadows came troops of fairy Susies, and asked “Is it me”? No, Little One, “Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, nor can the heart conceive” my Susie, whom I love.” - May 1852

I love how Extra™ Emily is with her romantic analogies in these early letters lmao

“And now how soon I shall have you, shall hold you in my arms; you will forgive the tears, Susie, they are so glad to come that it is not in my heart to reprove them and send them home. I dont know why it is - but there’s something in your name, now you are taken from me, which fills my heart so full, and my eye, too. It is not that the mention grieves me, no, Susie, but I think of each “sunnyside” where we have sat together, and lest there be no more, I guess is what makes the tears come. [...] we shall not be separated, neither death, nor the grave can part us, so that we only love!” - June 1852

“I have but one thought, Susie, this afternoon of June, and that of you, and I have one prayer, only; dear Susie, that is for you. [...] and when I look around me and find myself alone, I sigh for you again; little sigh, and vain sigh, which will not bring you home. I need you more and more, and the great world grows wider, and dear ones fewer and fewer, every day that you stay away - I miss my biggest heart; my own goes wandering round, and calls for Susie [...] Susie, forgive me Darling, for every word I say - my heart is full of you, none other than you in my thoughts, yet when I seek to say to you something not for the world, words fail me; If you were here, and Oh that you were, my Susie, we need not talk at all, our eyes would whisper for us, and your hand fast in mine, we would not ask for language - I try to bring you nearer, I chase the weeks away till they are quite departed, and fancy you have come, and I am on my way through the green lane to meet you, and my heart goes scampering so, that I have much ado to bring it back again, and learn it to be patient, till that dear Susie comes. [...] I add a kiss, shyly, lest there is somebody there!! Dont let them see, will you Susie?” - June 11, 1852

“And very, very often when I have waked from sleep, not quite waked, I have been sure I saw you, and your dark eye beamed on me with such a look of tenderness that I could only weep, and bless God for you. Susie, will you indeed come home next Saturday, and be my own again, and kiss me as you used to? [...] I hope for you so much, and feel so eager for you, feel that I cannot wait, feel that now I must have you - that the expectation once more to see your face again, makes me feel hot and feverish, and my heart beats so fast [...] Why, Susie, it seems to me as if my absent Lover was coming home so soon - and my heart must be so busy, making ready for him. While the minister this morning was giving an account of the Roman Catholic system, and announcing several facts which were usually startling, I was trying to make up my mind w’h of the two was prettiest to go and welcome you in, my fawn colored dress, or my blue dress.” - June 27, 1852

“And now, my absent One, I am hoping the days away, till I shall see you home -  am sewing as fast as I can, I am training the stems to my flowers, I am working with all my might, so as to pause and love you, as soon as you get home.” - February 24, 1853

“Why dont you write me, Darling? Did I in that quick letter say anything which grieved you, or made it hard for you to take your usual pen and trace affection for your bad, sad Emilie? Then Susie, you must forgive me before you sleep tonight, for I will not shut my eyes until you have kissed my cheek, and told me you would love me. [...] I dont know which it is - I only know that when you shall come back again, the Earth will seem more beautiful, and bigger than it does now, and the blue sky from the window will be all dotted with gold - though it may not be evening, or time for the stars to come.” - March 5, 1853

“Will you write to me - why hav’nt you before? I feel so tired looking for you, and still you do not come. And you love me, come soon - this is not forever, you know, this mortal life of our’s. [...] I’m loving you at home - I’m coming every hour to your chamber door. I’m thinking when awake, how sweet if you were with me, and to talk with you as I fall asleep, would be sweeter still.” - February 28, 1855

“Her breast is fit for pearls, But I was not a “Diver” - Her brow is fit for thrones But I have not a crest, Her heart is fit for home - I - a Sparrow - build there Sweet of twigs and twine My perennial nest.” - 1850s

There’s also a poem that begins “Your - Riches - taught me - poverty!” which is pretty gay too so look that up if you want (it’s too long to type on here).

“for the Woman whom I prefer, Here is Festival - When my Hands are Cut, Her fingers will be found inside - [...] Take the key to the Lily, now, and I will lock the Rose” - 1864

“You must let me go first, Sue, because I live in the Sea always and know the Road - I would have drowned twice to save you sinking, dear, If I could only have covered your Eyes so you would’nt have seen the Water” - 1860s

Then there’s a letter-poem that begins “To miss you, Sue, is power” but again it’s too long so look it up!

“I would have liked to be beautiful and tidy when you came - You will excuse me, wont you, I felt so sick. How it would please me if you would come once more, when I was palatable.” - 1870s

“Susan knows she is a Siren - and that at a word from her, Emily would forfeit Righteousness” - 1876 or later

I love how she compares Susan to a siren, whom we all know is the gayest mythological creature.

“To own a Susan of my own Is of itself a Bliss - Whatever Realm I forfeit, Lord, Continue me in this!” - late 1870s

“Sue - to be lovely as you is a touching Contest, though like the Siege of Eden, impracticable, Eden never capitulates” - 1876 or later

“Susan- I dreamed of you, last night, and send a Carnation to indorse it - Sister of Ophir - Ah Peru - Subtle the Sum That purchase you” - 1876 or later

apparently at this time Emily’s handwriting made her “Y”s look like an “S” so the “you”s in this poem look like “Sou”, or Sue :D

“That Susan lives - is a Universe which neither going nor coming could displace” - spring 1880

“It was like  a breath from Gibraltar to hear your voice again, Sue - Your impregnable syllables need no prop, to stand” - early 1880s

“With the Exception of Shakespeare, you have told me of more knowledge than any one living - To say that sincerely is strange praise” - early 1880s

Comparing her to Shakespeare!? Holy shit what a compliment !!

“Perhaps the dear, grieved Heart would open to a flower, which blesses unre- quested, and serves without a Sound.” - early October 1883

Emily sent this to Susan after her seven-year-old son had just died. I think it’s very touching how she tries to cheer her up a bit with a simple flower, as apparently Susan shut herself away for about a year after the death, so clearly words weren’t the biggest comfort to her.

“One of the sweetest Messages I ever received, was, “Mrs Dickinson sent you this Cardinal Flower, and told me to tell you she thought of you.” Except for usurping your Copyright - I should regive the Message, but each Voice is it’s own” - 1880s

“The tie between us is very fine, but a Hair never dissolves. Lovingly” - late 1885

Emily had fallen ill around this time so I think the tie being fine is because of the possibility of death, which she believed could not take away their love.

[teamkaiforever]

Little Witch

(requested by anon) Kai Parker x Reader word count : 3 011 summary : Reader (a witch) and Kai work together on a spell and Kai is in love with the reader but he doesn’t understand his feelings. *gif by christopherwooddaily ______________________________ The sun was shining brightly , sun rays dancing between the trees in the woods and the sky was blue with white fluffy clouds here and there. Birds were chirping and a couple of times Y/N saw a rabbit hop by. She was headed for the Quary to meet with Kai to work on a spell and they had agreed to meet out of the way so none of her friends would find out they were working together and also so no one gets hurt. At least thats what Kai had told her. The truth was a little different. Kai had wanted to have a private moment to talk with her without any chance of them getting interrupted. He wanted to spend the day alone with her and maybe figure out for sure what those emotions he got around her meant. As he neared the woods , he saw her car parked at the far end of the small clearing and listened to figure out where she was. Then he heard it - Y/N was humming some song as she walked towards the Quary , crunching dried leafs as she did. Kai ran in vampire speed for a few seconds , stopping and slowing down when he saw her a few hundred meters ahead of him , semi dancing instead of walking as she continued humming the same song. “Hey. Wait for me.” he called out after her. Y/N turned around seeing Kai running towards her.  How hadn’t she heard the footsteps before ?  She couldn’t help but smile seeing Kai. He was wearing a blue denim jacket , jeans and dark blue t-shirt. His blue eyes had a mischievous spark in them and his smile took her breath away for the millionth time since they had met. “Run faster.” she teased until Kai flashed right in front of her. “Y/N , I am a vampire. You do know I am running slower so I don’t scare you right ?” he laughed. Kai reached his hands towards her messenger back. “Here , give me this. I’ll carry it for you. It looks heavy.” Y/N blinked a few times confused all of the sudden. Not because she didn’t trust Kai or anything , but because he was being extra nice. Never before he had offered to carry her bag for her. “Don’t you trust me ?” “If I didn’t trust you , we wouldn’t be here. All alone in the woods.” she smiled , handing him the bag. “Careful tho .. There is vervain in there.” “Vervain ? Why ? You are a witch.” said Kai , swinging her bag across his shoulders and continued walking with Y/N by his side. “A very powerful one I might add. You can easily drop a vampire with one look. What do you need vervain for ?” Y/N laughed nervously , tucking in a strand of hair behind her ear. Kai was always curious about everything she does. Sometimes it was a little annoying but it was also one of the many things she loved about him. He was like a little kid around her , far from the dangerous sociopath her friends saw him as. “I know , but it works as a surprise. Also I don’t like vampires knowing I am a witch.” she explained. “They always go looking for favours later…  Making threats if they don’t get what they want.” Kai laughed under his breath. He hadn’t had many dealings with vampires as a witch before he had turned into a hybrid but from what he had - he knew Y/N had a point.   “Look at you , thinking ahead and being all smart.” he teased seeing the corners of her mouth twitch at his comment. They walked in silence for a few minutes , the only sounds coming from the leafs crunching under their feet as they made their way to the Quary. Kai kept stealing glances at  her -  looking at her curls dance around her shoulders as she walked , the sunshine reflecting off them. Y/N was wearing ripped in the knees black skinny jeans , a black and white plaid shirt and a white top. The corners of his mouth twitched thinking how without even realising she somehow always took his breath away. If they had met before he had been sent to the Prison World , he probably would’ve spent 18 years thinking about her. Wishing he had done something. “Wait.” she said quietly , stretching her hand in front of him , making him stop. “Shhh…” Kai was confused as to what had happened , what she could’ve possibly heard or seen that he had missed with his vampire senses. Y/N pulled out her phone , opening the camera app. Kai followed her gaze seeing a deer less than a hundred meters away. She took a few pictures before the wild animal noticed them and ran away. Kai noticed the disappointed look on her face before her gaze dropped to the ground. “I can chase after it if you want to see it up close.” he offered. “No. Don’t want to scare it any more than we already had with our presence.” she smiled. “I still took a few nice pictures. Wanna see ?” “Um yeah sure.” Kai leaned in to look at Y/N’s phone screen from behind her shoulder , not really looking at the pictures but thinking about how nice it feels to have her this close to him. Her hair smelled like wild strawberries. Probably her shampoo. he thought. Kai cleared his throat and a small smile spread on his face seeing the pictures. “Wow those came out really good.” “You think ?” “Yeah.” Y/N felt her heart racing , having Kai stand this close to her.  It made her feel both excited and nervous at the same time. She could feel his breath on her cheek and his chest pressing lightly against her back. She wished he’d wrap his strong arms around her and never let her go. “Hmm…” “What?” “Smiillee..!” she said leaning in closer to him and taking a selfie of them together - Y/N sticking out her tongue while Kai was looking at her. There was something different about his eyes. Kai was a little surprised at first. Somehow he had missed Y/N open  the camera app and switching to front. He had been too distracted by her leaning closer towards him. “No , no , no … that’s not how you do that sweetheart.” he snatched her phone smiling , moving her hair away from her neck , his fingers glazing across her skin sending waves of electricity through her body.  Kai snapped a picture of them together with her looking shocked as if he is about to bite her, purple black veins showing under his eyes and his fangs hovering over her neck. “Now that’s a nice selfie.” he laughed. “Love it.” she laughed too. “Alright , break over. We have to keep going. There are like 5 miles until the Quary and -” Kai wrapped his hands around her and in vampire speed ran towards the Quary. Y/N felt every fibre in her body waking up the moment Kai’s arms had wrapped around her , pulling her towards him so tightly. It felt so nice being in his arms , even if it was for a few seconds. “Or .. you can do that.” she laughed turning around to face him. “Wow. That was amazing !” Kai took a step away from her clearing his throat. A moment ago he hadn’t been thinking , wrapping his hands around her and now the feeling of holding her tight was drowning his thoughts. Kai wanted to hold her in his arms every day and never ever spend a second away from her. Y/N’s eyes sparkled a little differently in that moment and he wondered why. She ran her fingers roughly through her hair , looking around , taking a step towards the edge and glancing down. “Whoa we are so high up…” she gulped starting to slip off the edge. Kai was fast enough to catch her. He felt his heart stop at the though of her falling to her death and him not being able to do anything to stop it. He held her close to him , one hand around her waist the other on her back. Their eyes met and Y/N felt her heart racing faster than ever , not because she had almost fallen but because of the way Kai was holding her and gazing into her eyes. He was leaning in towards her and she could feel his breath on her face intoxicating her , turning her legs into jelly. If Kai let go off her in that moment , she’d definitely slip again and fall to her death. Her eyes darted between his smoky blue eyes and his rosey lips. Kai took a few steps away from the edge before letting go of her. “Careful sweetheart.” he said clearing his throat. “If you wanted me to hold you in my arms you should’ve just asked. No need to almost-fall to your death for that to happen.” Kai winked at her and Y/N laughed nervously at his comment. Heights made her feel dizzy and that had been the real reason she had slipped. Tho Kai catching her and holding her in his arms , almost kissing her had made her head spin way more. “Thank you .. for not letting me fall to my death.” she said still feeling a little out of breath. What is happening to me? wondered Kai. A second ago he had almost kissed her and now he couldn’t stop thinking about it , wishing he had. Being around her while having all those emotions running through him was driving him nuts , specially the part where he wanted to be with her , kiss her and hold her in his arms forever. Y/N reached for her bag , pulling out her family’s grimoar. She opened it in her hands while Kai left her bag on the ground and leaned in behind her looking at the spell. It wasn’t the most complex one but they had to be careful. “Where is our test subject?” he asked curious. “I hope you are not planing on practicing  on yourself like a mad scientist .. That’s not why I am here right ? To keep you from dying?” “Isn’t it ?” she teased. “That’s not funny.” “Don’t worry. Our test subject is …” she looked up noticing a starling in the sky. “… just flying by.” Y/N winked at Kai who stared at her in confusion before following her gaze. She stretched her hand , caging the bird in the air. “Cool.” said Kai amazed , watching her pull her hand back bringing the bird to them. “Now what ?” “Open your hands.” In a moment the bird landed in Kai’s palms and he held onto it , preventing it from flying away. The little starling chirped nervously , trying to find a way out of his hands. Y/N closed her eyes hovering her palm over the bird , muttering a spell to stop the bird’s heart. “We will bring you back little one. Promise.” she said softly , touching the birds head with her finger. Kai watched her in amazement - the way she closed her eyes in concentration , her hand hovering barely an centimetre over his. There it was again that strange desire to kiss her. Less than a minute later , the bird stopped fighting and he let it down on the ground. “OK , so if we do the resuscitation spell right , this little bird here will wake up.” “That’s pretty advanced you know.” said Kai amazed. Y/N was still very young to do spells like that. “Even older witches had trouble with resuscitation spells. Are you sure you want to do this ? If things go awry ,you might end up dead …” “No. I won’t.” said Y/N with a note of confidence in her voice , looking up at him. “You won’t let that happen.” Kai smiled. “That’s true little witch.” he teased. “HEY !  I am only half a year younger than you … sort of.” she said punching him playfully in the shoulder , making him laugh. Y/N held out her hands waiting for Kai to take them. He felt a little nervous , realising his palms had gotten a little sweaty just like every time he was around her. “You have really nice palms.” “Um t-thanks.” Kai took her hands feeling a spark of electricity flow between them as he did. Y/N looked up from their hands held together to his eyes. He looked nervous and kept starring at her , studying her face. They began the spell and Kai couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d do if something bad happened to her and he is unable to stop it. He didn’t think he’d survive that. All those emotions he felt towards Y/N had gotten magnified and confused the hell out of him. Specially the ones he had felt the past hour around her. Y/N let go off his hands kneeling down next to the little bird on the ground. “Wake up pretty feathers.” she said softly. “Come on…” Kai knelt down next to her patting her on the back. “He’s gone.” “We can bring him back.” she said smiling , getting up. “Lets try again.” “Oh-kay.” said Kai taking her hands again. Both of them were powerful witches but he still didn’t think they could bring the bird back. Those kinds of spells required a lot, specially concentration which he seemed to lack severely at the moment. They tried and tried again and again with no result. Y/N wasn’t giving up , she wasn’t even frustrated  , all she radiated was hope and confidence. Kai found himself drawn to her even more because of it. Usually being around someone so positive would annoy him but instead of being annoyed he felt even more confused as to why he wanted to be around her even more. Kai had to tell her , maybe this way all the confusion and frustration would go away. “Y/N?” said Kai , suddenly making her look up. “Can I tell you something ?” “Yeah , of course.” Kai laughed nervously. “Um .. I don’t know how to say this.” he said rubbing his forehead with his thumb and index finger. “There are all these emotions I feel .. and I never even knew there were so many emotions to be had in the first place… Around you I get this warm and fuzzy feeling in my stomach which spreads through my body …  and back there , when you almost fell - I felt as if I might die if something happens to you. Then when I caught you , my heart … did this weird flip , I don’t even know how to explain it.” Kai’s eyes were fixed on her , he took a step to the left then a few to the right , walking around but his eyes never moving away from her as he talked. Y/N could barely catch up with everything he was saying. “And I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s annoying really but in a way I like how you are in my head constantly. I am thinking about you even when I don’t want to be thinking about you. Dreaming about you every night… and my palms get all sweaty when you are around me.” he said smiling nervously. “I can’t concentrate on anything else besides wanting to hold you in my arms forever and -” Kai stopped talking seeing Y/N’s eyes had widened to the point where they were about to jump out of their sockets. Her mouth opened and closed as she struggled to find the words to say. Kai’s confession had taken her by surprise , a surprise so big she forgot completely how to function. Her heart was racing , threatening to leap out of her chest at any moment and her breathing had turned so shallow it wasn’t even there. “Y/N ? Are you - are you okay ?” He waved his hand in front of her face trying to get her attention. At first nothing happened then she blinked fast a couple of times returning to reality. “Yeah… yeah I’m fine.” she cleared her throat. “Wh-what were you g-going to say before I -” “I … ahh … Feelings are .. hard.” Feelings .. ? Kai has feelings for me ? thought Y/N , her mind spinning like crazy and she smiled nervously at him. Kai was looking at her with a mix of confusion , hope and desire in his eyes. He was waiting for her to say something but she seemed to have forgotten the entire english language. Not that words would do her any good. Y/N was much better at doing than saying things so she jumped into his arms , her hands cupping his face as she kissed him. Kai was taken by surprise and for a second he didn’t know what to do. Her hands moved towards his neck , burring her fingers in his hair feeling Kai’s arms pulling her closer to him at the same time. Kai kissed her back , not letting her pull away from his lips. The warm fuzzy feeling he always got around her , spreading through his body with a force like never before. He scooped her up as she hooked her hands around his neck. Kai slowly backed her against one of the trees near by ,his lips hungrily attacking hers the entire time. Kai didn’t want to pull away but he was worried he might suffocate her. “Now I know for sure.” he whispered smiling , his fingers brushing against her cheek. Her eyes sparkled and Y/N was out of breath , her eyes darting between his lips and his eyes. All this time everything had been right in front of his eyes and somehow he had missed it. Kai could hear her heart beating so fast all beats blurred into one , her cheeks were flushed and she was smiling ear to ear. “I love you.” he said softly pressing his lips against hers again. “I love you too.” she smiled , looking behind Kai’s back seeing the bird fly away. He followed her gaze , laughing nervously. “Weird… It appears we are getting the entire day to ourselves now."  ____________________________ MASTERLIST March / April 2017 MASTERLIST MAY 2017 MASTERLIST JUNE 2017

[maedarakat]

✍🏻 please

(Thanks!!! You didn’t include a pairing tho so I hope you’re cool with me just doing my fave boys? XD This is going to be around season 1 and maybe 2, pre-redemption Dagur bc he’s fun.)

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Dagur stared at the parchment in his hands, expression extraordinarily dumbfounded. One of the Riders had just … Terror-mailed him a letter?

The Terror was even still hanging around - just out of reach and ridiculously good at avoiding thrown knives. Almost like it was waiting for a response to this drivel.

He’d of course spent a good portion of time over-analyzing it. Was it a distraction? The set-up for a trap? It wasn’t from Hiccup and it didn’t ask him to meet him anywhere though.

Nope, just inane babbling from one member of Hiccup’s little dragon-loving group. There was nothing to really do but tear it up and throw it overboard. Which he almost did, but Savage stopped him.

“If you don’t mind me suggesting, sir, this could be an opportunity? Write back and tell the boy to meet you alone if he really wants an … “ Savage peered over Dagur’s shoulder to re-read the lines that had his leader so flustered. “An arrow-launcher for Snoggletogg.”

“Arrow-launcher! As if I’d actually send anyone else a Berserker crafted arrow-launcher for anything, let alone for -” Dagur paused, mid-tirade. “Wait, is it Snoggletogg today?”

Savage shook his head. “Not for four more months sir.”

Dagur scowled, but made his decision and stormed toward his cabin. “Nobody disturb me and leave that Terrible Terror alone. I’m writing a response.”

——-

Dear Blithering Dragon-Rider Idiot #1,

OF COURSE IM NOT SENDING YOU AN ARROW-LAUNCHER FOR SNOGGLETOGG, YOU COMPLETE MORON! Why in Loki’s name WOULD I?!? I cannot believe you’d even DARE ASK ME for such a thing?! Are you serious?!? 

Can’t you ask your parents?!?! I heard you can get a pretty nice selection at the Northern Market. None as close to the quality on my ship, so I guess you’ve got decent taste, but still - DON’T YOU EVER, EVER ASK ME FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS AGAIN. 

It seriously weirded me out. 

- DAGUR THE DERANGED

P.S. And I hope your tree catches fire!!!!

—–

“There, I sent it.” Dagur and Savage both watched as the Terror flew off, disappearing soon in the fog that surrounded the Berserker armada.

“What did you write?” asked Savage, nosey as ever.

“What do you think?!” Dagur snapped. “I told that rider where he could shove his stupid request!”

And that was the end of it, until the next letter came.

——

Dear Dagur the Deranged,

Wow, I had no idea you would be so offended? Sorry. You’re always offering Hiccup stuff and he doesn’t appreciate it, so I figured I could use some of that misplaced affection to fulfill both our emotional needs.

And also my need for a totally awesome arrow-launcher. 

You sure you don’t have a spare one? Or a broken one I can fix that’s just taking up space on your ship? I promise I won’t mind if it’s a wreck, just put a festive little bow on it or something. It’s the thought that counts, right?

Ooh, but besides all that, do you worship Loki too? I’m so happy to hear that if it’s so - it fits you! You’re clever and devious, He’s clever and devious … If you ever want to talk trickster gods and their frustrating yet endearing ways of making life interesting - then I, Tuffnut Thorston, am your man.

Also, thanks for the tip about the Northern Markets, but if my parents actually liked me enough to get me one, they’d probably make me share it with my sister. 

Do you KNOW how hard it is for two people to work the same massively destructive weapon at the same time? Trust me, the projectiles do not go where you want them to. Just ask Sven’s sheep. We all had to eat a lot of mutton that night. It was good too; I still don’t get why the Chief was so mad.

Anyway, I hope your tree catches fire too! Ours does every year, as a tribute to that time Astrid decimated almost everybody’s house with exploding dragon eggs.

Have a Happy Snoggletogg! (I’m wishing you one early, in case you manage to kill us all before it gets here. Hopefully with an arrow launcher because that would be ironic and kind of funny.) 

See you on the battlefield!

- Tuffnut Thorston

P.S. What would you like for Snoggletogg, assuming we all live to see it? I probably can’t afford or steal anything fancy, but I can always write you another poem.

——

Dagur was enraged. Livid. Also, more confused than ever. 

This had to be some sort of trick. Why was this crazy Rider still talking to him? It was like having a prisoner you just couldn’t make shut up.

Or resist talking back to. 

What he should do was crumple this stupid parchment up and throw it over the side. But then that Terror would hang around all day and annoy him. 

Dagur growled and ignored the strange look Savage gave him, as he ordered the man to find him better parchment and some more ink. 

He didn’t write letters that much; but he wasn’t about to send something smudged and tattered back to this dumb kid. Maybe if he wrote completely bluntly and in big letters, the Rider would get that they were enemies.

Not friends. Not … quill pals.

—–

Dragon Rider, 

You seem to be confused, so let me help you out here. 

I’m not sending you anything for Snoggletogg, and I don’t want anything from you either. Thanks for the offer, but –

We are enemies. I want to kill you and your buddies and all your little dragon friends, including your stupid Terror that keeps dodging my knives. Actually if you wanted to send me anything, send me more knives. I’ve lost at least three over the side because of that thing. Who knew they could be so fast?!

Seriously, write to me again asking for anything, and I’ll blow up your entire house the next time I attack Berk.

- Dagur the Deranged

—–

Dear Dagur,

Okay, I get it. I won’t ask for anything. Just surprise me. 

Some knives are totally coming your way, though. Nice ones too, with polished antler handles and sharp edges. The merchant almost sold them out from under me, but I distracted him by pointing out a rainbow and snagged you four. 

Also, if you blew up my house, you’d be doing us all a favor. It’s a total mess. I’ve been begging the local dragons to ‘accidentally’ torch it, but Hiccup keeps stopping me. It’s a shame; my mom would get a new house built and new furniture, so she wouldn’t have to clean for a while. She hates cleaning. Gets it from me. 

Oh and I guess Pop would have to drink out in the sunshine. Or the rain. He could use a quick rinse either way, he’s gotten kinda ripe since I last visited.  Pshh, Dads today, am I right?

Anyway, that last letter was so serious. Dare I say formal? You sounded like you could use some cheering up, so I wrote you a poem. 

I know it’s not Snoggletogg yet, but I’m sure we’ve missed your birthday by now, anyway. (Hey when is your birthday? Let me know.)

Here’s the poem:

There once was a rider named Hic, Whose tyranny would make you sickThough love him we will,And we follow him still,Sometimes he can be a real prick

——

Dagur snorted and started laughing out loud, causing a few heads to turn. He quickly caught himself and glared them back to work before turning back to the letter in his hands.

He had meant to get rid of it this time, really. But it had just been so boring today. 

He had to admit, the kid had some nice poetry. Also, the thought that he had an actual belated (or was it early?) birthday gift coming his way honestly thrilled him - especially if it was stolen. 

Because buying things with money and prestige? Boring! As a chieftain’s son,  expensive gifts had always felt like people were sucking up to him, so whatever it was had no meaning really. 

But this do-gooder dragon-rider had actually broken the law (and definitely had gone against Hiccup’s wishes) just to get him a nice gift. 

That was … That was just so … thoughtful?

He bit his lip, a little conflicted, but then shook his head to clear it. If someone was wanting to be nice to him, it didn’t mean anything. It didn’t mean he had to be nice in return. 

But maybe it wouldn’t hurt anything to keep writing back.

—–

Rider,

Thanks. That poem was pretty funny. I’ll accept those knives too, since you’re technically just paying me back for the ones I lost. I hope you don’t expect anything big in return, like mercy or extra food rations when I eventually kill and capture you all. 

I’m no good with poetry … maybe you’d like a story or something? I know some pretty scary ones. Ooh, I bet you can make that big kid with the Gronckle scream like a little girl!

My birthday is the 15th of September. 

Regards, Dagur

P.S. When’s yours? Maybe I’ll just try extra hard not to kill you that week.

—–

Well, it wasn’t anything he’d brag about to his men, Dagur thought, watching the Terror fly off. But maybe being quill-pals with the enemy wasn’t such a bad thing.