“Have you ever been in love?”
The question seems to take Evan by surprise. “What?”
Barty repeats the question, shifting up into a sitting position. His hands dig into the ground, still damp from last night’s rain. “Have you ever been in love?”
There’s a beat of silence. Then, looking down at his feet, Evan quietly answers, “Yes.”
Suddenly, Barty is mad at himself for asking. He can’t even say why he asked in the first place; he simply had the thought, and being the impulsive person he is, he asked without thinking. Now he wishes he hadn’t, if only to have avoided this odd burning in his chest caused by Evan’s answer. And really, he should drop the topic, based on downcast tint to Evan’s response, but he can’t seem to let it go. So instead, he presses the issue.
“When?” he asks, looking intently at Evan.
At that, Evan looks to his left, purposely avoiding eye contact with Barty. He stubs out his cigarette on the grass next to him, a thin curl of smoke rising up from it as he does so. “A long, long time ago.” His voice is dark with something Barty can’t name.
“Did it end well?”
Evan cuts him a look. “Who said it ended?”
At his words, something twists inside Barty. Suddenly there’s a lump in his throat as he works to get out his next sentence. “Well, you said a long time ago. So I thought that it was a, uh, past thing.”
“Yeah. It was a long time ago. When I… fell in love.”
Barty knows he’s the one who started this conversation, but he really hates the way Evan says love in reference to some mystery person. At least he used past tense, though, meaning it’s a thing of the past.
“So what happened?” Barty questions.
“They didn’t want me in the way I wanted them. Still don’t want me that way.” There’s something bitter in Evan’s tone, and he’s gone back to refusing to look at Barty. In contrast, Barty stares at him intently. He feels as though he’ll be able to see through Evan’s exterior and into his insides, where all his secrets are hidden, if he only looks hard enough.
“Who was it?”
“Does it matter?” Evan’s voice is biting as he sharply turns his head back towards Barty.
“Yes. No. I don’t know.” Barty leans back onto his elbows, tearing his gaze from Evan. It’s almost comical how their positions have changed; now, Evan stares at Barty, and Barty looks out over the lake in an effort to avoid his gaze.
“It was no one important, okay?”
“Oh.” Something settles in Barty when he hears that, even if Evan’s tone contrasts with his dismissive words. “They were—still are—an idiot, though. Just for the record.”
Evan laughs in that disbelieving way of his, as if he’s sharing an inside joke with himself. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Barty says definitively. “I mean, you’re perfect. And whoever can’t see that is an idiot.”
“Perfect?”
“Yup.” Barty means it, too.
“Yeah, well,” Evan scoffs, “it isn’t good enough for them. So it doesn’t matter.”
“Well, you’re good enough for me,” Barty says hotly. “So don’t worry about that asshole. Because and me? We’re best friends, and you’ll always be good enough for me. You know that, right?”
Evan is avoiding Barty’s gaze again. He picks at the grass next to him, focusing on that instead. “Right,” he says somewhat bitterly.
“I mean it,” Barty insists. “You are.”
Evan looks at him, smiling sadly. “Thanks, Bee. But it’s getting cold. I think I’ll head back inside if that’s all right with you.”
“I—okay. Yeah, uh, sure.”
With that, Evan gets up and begins the walk back to the castle. Barty watches him go, thinking their entire exchange over.
He’s not entirely sure where the conversation went sour enough to get Evan to leave, but clearly something must’ve caused his abrupt departure. Even if Barty had thought he had said the right things to get Evan to cheer up again. He had meant what he said, too; Evan always would be good enough for him. Barty honestly couldn’t imagine a better best friend.
So Evan shouldn’t, Barty thinks heatedly, have ever been hung up on some asshole who couldn’t even see how amazing he is.
Barty continues to sit there, close to the shore of the lake, and watches Evan’s retreating form. And as he watches Evan reach up to wipe at his eyes, trying and failing to act like it was nonchalant gesture, he resolves to find out who Evan was talking about. And he’s going to make them, whoever it may be, pay for how they hurt Barty’s best friend.
159 notes
·
View notes
So, I dunno how many people actually caught on to this, if it was meant to be easily overlooked, or if I just missed it somewhere.
But! Yuan's courtesy name.
Sizhui: to recollect, and long for.
Lan Zhan gave him a symbolic name after adopting him.
He would always remember the only person he ever loved romantically,
And long for what they could have had together had the Siege not happened.
Yes, they still got it in the end, but there's a wide time frame Wei Ying missed out on while Yuan grew up.
And it both hurts, and warms my heart that Lan Zhan chose a courtesy name out of love for Wei Ying, and Yuan.
118 notes
·
View notes
hey my blog might be gone soon and i might not come back but i just wanted 2 say thank u!! you knew me once upon a time and showed me kindness when i was at some of my worst, and it helped propell me into becoming a different person. you remain an inspiration to me and i hope that when we stopped talking directly it was due to a natural falling out. thank you, again, i wish nothing but the best for you and those dearest to you.
i know i have been sitting on this a few days it just sits a little heavy with me haha. i think we all deserve a little more kindness more of the time, truly.
i cant speak to circumstance re anon but should you feel so inclined, you can reach out in my direct messages , im usually to reconnect or catch up. hope you are doing well, wherever you are!
3 notes
·
View notes
okay wait i just had a thought- sanekana and the motorcycle right?? so.
when they go on one of their nightly drives kanae sometimes drills her fingers into his sides when they stop at a red light and he's always like "not while i'm driving" and she nods and leaves him alone. and then when they arrive at their destination sanemi avoids stopping as long as possible, like he'll spend ten minutes pushing the thing around because "the ground here isn't good for parking" and then as soon as the motorcycle stands he bolts because he knows exactly that if she catches him he's done for (spoiler alert she catches him every time)
OERJKEKJLRKEKJRKJEKJR NOT HIM DRAGGING IT OUT! I bet Kanae does it at redlights just for that alone; the tension in his shoulders as he realizes he's gonna get it once they park. He makes a big show like you said trying to park, smoothing down the seats and double checking all the tires before he stands it.
Then- GONE. Running for his life with Kanae hot on his heels. He always gets caught- part of it because he finds it stupid cute when she chases him and part of it because my girl's got Chigiri-levels of speed when she kicks off her heeled books. She's on him well before he realizes it. It's not an uncommon sight to see Kanae on his back, tickling him like no tomorrow as he's laughing while struggling not to drop her kjarejkrkjakjerkjark
Thank you for sharing, these are freaking PRECIOUS.
8 notes
·
View notes
I just watched “I Met A Girl” starring Brenton Thwaites and I’m absolutely mind blown. The story is beautifully written and portrayed so well by the entire cast. I know I’m late to the watch party, but I’m so glad that I watched this when I did. I thought it was going to be too much for me, but I felt so much in common with Devon’s feelings. It was a connection I haven’t felt with a character in a while, like they’ve helped me find the answer to an intense question.
I appreciate the different ways they portrayed mental illness, for both the individual with the illness and those around them. It has scary moments, but it’s not a constant horror movie. There are beautiful moments experienced by all that tend to get pushed to the back burner. The attention they bring to all sides, calm and scary, good and bad, it’s just so refreshing. I hope more directors and actors treat depicting mental illness with the respect it deserves, like they’ve done here.
This movie deserves so many rewatches. There’s definitely more I can learn about myself through this movie, and more to learn about the story, about Devon ☀️ ready to delve into my world of tangerine trees and marmalade skies 🍊🌅
6 notes
·
View notes