Summary: After getting attacked at the train station, you get rescued by a mysterious stranger. But is that really better?
Epilogue I - Fucking Finally
Epilogue II - After Ever After
Alternate Timeline - Your girl to death and beyond
To be continued. 🔜
No one talks about intellectual intimacy>>>>>
When really it’s just about finding someone whose mind engages with yours in a satisfying way.
‘bread is bad for you’ ‘rice is bad for you’ sorry im not subscribing to the idea that staple grains that have been integral to cultures for centuries are evil. i love you carbs
(via eli-zab3th)
I know I am saying this every day at this point but really, there is something so vile about making Heathcliff white and Edgar Linton South Asian.
Like, Wuthering Heights the novel is quite subversive in making the racialized Other the unapologetic love interest, regardless of what you think Heathcliff’s exact race is. It matters that a daughter of the English gentry regards Heathcliff as her real self and prefers him to her blond acceptable handsome husband, and that the book ends with the implication of their corpses mingling and becoming indistinguishable.
Also, don’t laugh at me, but I think Catherine being a brunette and Isabella being a blonde kind of mattered too. Not because of race but because of the standards for female attractiveness. Heathcliff not loving Isabella Linton matters because Isabella is “conventionally attractive”. Yet she is so insignificant to Heathcliff that when Catherine first announces someone else has a crush on him, he first looks at Nelly (the canonically-unattractive stout servant-woman who is his older sister figure) before he looks at the 18-year-old Barbie.
Wuthering Heights created a universe where attractiveness and love did not depend on color and “whiter” did not mean “better”. This is so even if Heathcliff looked like Colin Farrell and was Irish (he was probably not, but even if). “Wuthering Heights” is creating a universe where love can only exist for the white. It is vile.
(via absolutely-smashin-innit)
I am truly a giggler. A laugher. A chuckler. Just somewhere in the background snickering.
(via lovevoldemort)
ovur:
You have me blocked meanwhile I’m literally nice. Don’t you feel ridiculous?
(via lovevoldemort)