In My Mind, Endless Sea...

this is MY burning of the library of alexandria

sits very politely. the thing is. kris letang is really handsome. like uncommonly pretty. what the hell.

90% of hockey romance books should take place in local beer leagues instead

let me be pervertly clear

Everlark’s separation at the end of cf hurts me so fucking bad. Everything about it just feels so horrible, the way the air turns cold around them, these people who should be their allies with this strange conviction they have to go along with, even if they don’t understand. I’ve always hated that scene specifically because it just… feels deeply uncomfortable? Especially considering, ofc, that they’re the only underaged victors in the arena. Yes finnick and johanna are young, but nevertheless, at least they have a modicum of perspective and power over them. They’re kids. They want to stay together because they’re scared. Because that’s what kids do. (This is a huge flaw for the movies, in which they are visibly and obviously adults in every way, so the power dynamic feels less significant.) But of course, they’re not being thought of as kids in that moment—they’re tools. Weapons. They have to be separated so that a single strike wouldn’t take them both down, even if it would be preferable to both of them than either going it alone. Everyone around them knows this because they’ve seen it happen already. Katniss and peeta will self immolate side by side before they willingly become a part of anyone’s games. This is what makes them dangerous and valuable, but also what makes them need to be broken apart to be just “valuable”, and not “dangerous”. It breaks my heart, because it reveals the sheer depth to which their lives and even their care for one another are appropriated for what it provides as propaganda fodder, and not for what it tells us about them as human beings. It’s such a perfect encapsulation of the idea that the rebellion ultimately commits many of the same categorical mistakes and cruelties as the capitol does, but masked by good intentions. The ends justifying the means. Protesting children who are ripped apart from their families by ripping children apart from one another so at least one of them can be marketed to the public as a mascot for an initiative that they had no idea they were representing. Heartbreaking, and narratively devastating.