#sister heathcliff

[heathcliffmark-mh]

Ah... Right,I see.

- she turned on a radio as she dialed the volume a bit down.

it's the radio news goin' on. -

[Mark listened to the news with interest]

[lackadaisycal-art]

Wuthering Heights...

[burningvelvet]

Here are a few excerpts from Wuthering Heights discussing Heathcliff's race, showing how Brontë left the matter intentionally ambiguous yet still attempted to make it clear that he wasn't white:

[Here Mr. Earnshaw refers to Heathcliff as "it" when introducing him to the Earnshaw family for the first time] "'. . . you must e’en take it as a gift of God; though it’s as dark almost as if it came from the devil.'"

"But Mr. Heathcliff forms a singular contrast to his abode and style of living. He is a dark-skinned gipsy in aspect, in dress and manners a gentleman . . ."

"Something stirred in the porch; and, moving nearer, I distinguished a tall man dressed in dark clothes, with dark face and hair."

"'Black hair and eyes!' mused Linton. 'I can't fancy him. Then I am not like him, am I?' 'Not much,' I answered: not a morsel, I thought, surveying with regret the white complexion and slim frame of my companion . . ."

"'A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad," I continued, "if you were a regular black; and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly . . .'"

"'God forbid that he should try!' answered the black villain."

"Heathcliff’s face brightened a moment; then it was overcast afresh, and he sighed. 'But, Nelly, if I knocked him down twenty times, that wouldn’t make him less handsome or me more so. I wish I had light hair and a fair skin, and was dressed and behaved as well, and had a chance of being as rich as he will be!'"

"I declare he is that strange acquisition my late neighbour made, in his journey to Liverpool—a little Lascar, or an American or Spanish castaway."

"You’re fit for a prince in disguise. Who knows but your father was Emperor of China, and your mother an Indian queen . . ."

"'That Heathcliff—you recollect him, sir—who used to live at Mr. Earnshaw’s.' 'What! the gipsy—the ploughboy?' he cried. 'Why did you not say so to Catherine?' 'Hush! you must not call him by those names, master,' I said."

[amphibimations]

[thyesteann]

everyone is constantly quoting the "whatever souls are made of, his and mine are the same" from Wuthering Heights but my favorite part of this reading experience has been every time Heathcliff fucking lays into Egdar

[a-hoe-for-dark-academia]

I'm reading Wuthering Heights for the first time, and homeboy Lockwood just came unannounced and uninvited to Heathcliff's place knowing he dislikes people AND THEN COMPLAINED when people reacted poorly to it and didn't comply to his demands. Like mister, they are not the ones being rude right now.

[lausdoodles]

Wuthering heightssss

i'm not normal about this book tbh

[ruffles23]

Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

[noxcordis]

[borgialucrezia]

→ Tom Hardy as Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights (2009)

[manager-dante]

usually this would annoy me a lot more, but seeing fanon rodya evolve as this soft domestic mom type is so goddamn funny to me. i can’t even blame y’all. literally ANYONE looks parental compared to these goons

ryoshu is literally smoking in the back watching dq beat the shit out of sinclair. rodya is motherly SOLELY by process of elimination bc the bar is on the floor 💀

[heathcliffmark-mh]

Sarah finally went inside the driver's seat as Mark closed the door.

Alright! To the house we go!

She finally started the car,and finally proceed to drive home.

[Driving started.]

[Mark was asking Sarah abt the stuff he missed out on, how was school, ect.]

[melonisopod]

My personal headcanon for the WH Mirror World is that Ishmael agreed to be a maid under the Edgar Family because she knew the heir was a sickly waif of a man who would probably croak from TB in a decade or two and she can train up to face Ahab in that amount of time, but unfortunately she got really attached to the sickly waif of a man she was banking on dying young.

[burningvelvet]

In a letter to W. S. Williams (14 August 1848), Charlotte Brontë compares Jane Eyre’s Rochester to the Byronic heroes of her sisters’ novels, Heathcliff from Emily’s Wuthering Heights and Huntingdon from Anne’s The Tenant of Wildfell Hall:

“You say Mr. Huntingdon reminds you of Mr. Rochester. Does he? Yet there is no likeness between the two; the foundation of each character is entirely different. Huntingdon is a specimen of the naturally selfish, sensual, superficial man, whose one merit of a joyous temperament only avails him while he is young and healthy, whose best days are his earliest, who never profits by experience, who is sure to grow worse the older he grows.

Mr. Rochester has a thoughtful nature and a very feeling heart; he is neither selfish nor self-indulgent; he is ill-educated, misguided; errs, when he does err, through rashness and inexperience: he lives for a time as too many other men live, but being radically better than most men, he does not like that degraded life, and is never happy in it. He is taught the severe lessons of experience and has sense to learn wisdom from them. Years improve him; the effervescence of youth foamed away, what is really good in him still remains. His nature is like wine of a good vintage, time cannot sour, but only mellows him. Such at least was the character I meant to portray.

Heathcliffe, again, of Wuthering Heights is quite another creation. He exemplifies the effects which a life of continued injustice and hard usage may produce on a naturally perverse, vindictive, and inexorable disposition. Carefully trained and kindly treated, the black gipsy-cub might possibly have been reared into a human being, but tyranny and ignorance made of him a mere demon. The worst of it is, some of his spirit seems breathed through the whole narrative in which he figures: it haunts every moor and glen, and beckons in every fir-tree of the Heights.”

Source: The Brontës Life and Letters (Clement King Shorter, 2013)

[amphibimations]

May she wake in torment!

[gardenfairyreads]

“but… classics are so boring!!😭”

Heathcliff tried to dig down do Catherine’s grave so that he could have a cuddle session with her dead body but like yeah whatever