I think what breaks me the most about the scene where Luz opens up is that the whole thing is Luz trying not to be a burden. The whole thing is Luz saying “it was a long time ago,” or “not an issue anymore” or “I was dumb.”
It’s the way she speaks slightly faster, tone slightly higher, voice strained. The way she makes herself smaller and even physically tries to take up less space. She doesn’t know what to do with her hands.
It’s the way she’s completely ready to be dismissed, completely ready to say its not a big deal before someone beats her to it. The way she basically says ‘I know I had a lot going through my head at the time, and it was weighing heavy on me, but it’s not an excuse for what I did.’
The fact that she says, with somewhat of a smile, “it was a long time ago so…” before she turns to look at Amity and realizes she can’t brush this off.
It’s not that Amity is mad, it’s that she can tell this means a lot. It’s the fact that Amity probably put together the fact that her whole mission with her own dad has probably made Luz feel worse. Amity’s done nothing wrong, of course. She had no way of knowing, but it must still feel gut-wrenching regardless.
So Luz explains. And what breaks her isn’t admitting that it’s the anniversary, or that her mom isn’t with her, its that she “doesn’t have any flowers.” and the voice acting is so good. and her little voice break there is so telling.
Because she has a door to build, and a stupid dictator to keep an eye on, and by comparison her tradition feels so small… she doesn’t even have any flowers.
She ends with “I was dumb.” and in the chaos Amity doesn’t get to comfort her in the moment, but does promise to help. She listens, and announces that yes, they will get flowers. They will do something about it.
And then they do.
pre-canon dog training
Mary Oliver, from Long Life: Essays And Other Writings originally published in 2004
idk chat an older woman telling me how good i’m doing while she fucks me senseless MIGHT solve all my problems
I’m yearning so bad, I just want to have a person.
I want someone I can cuddle up with when I’m home. I want to be able to hold hands when we’re walking, and hold her bag in my other hand, so she doesn’t have to. I want to get her flowers for no reason, and craft silly things for her. I want to make art inspired by her and show it. I want to cook together with her favourite music playing softly in the background. I want to have dinner together and simply chat about anything. I want to grab her coat and hold it open for her, so she can slide her arms right in. I want to watch the sunset together, and stargaze afterwards. I want someone who takes my hoodies, and to get hers in return. I want to go fetch her favourite drink while she’s busy, because she deserves it. I want to watch her favourite films, so I can admire her as she talks about them excitedly.
I want to do so much for someone, I just need that someone.
want to show a girl who thinks she's unloveable that she's this worlds' greatest gift
yes yes mean scary sadists are great but what about sadists that smile and sweet talk you while they wreck your shit? sadists that speak in a sing songy voice while making you cry, sadists that giggle when you beg for mercy, sadists that can't help but express joy while they're making you suffer, sadists that strike fear in your heart every time you see their wicked grins?
I'm not sure if this will come out right but:
Being loved is NOT a reward for being beneficial or useful in any way. You don't become less deserving of being loved if you aren't productive for a day or if you have a bad day and can't get out of bed.
I promise. Being loved has nothing to do with how you "help" the world or those around you.