#hobm spoilers

[evelyn-celia]

To truly love another person is to accept the work of loving them is worth the pain of losing them.

THE HAUNTING OF BLY MANOR (2020)

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[santacarlahorrorshow]

Icons from the episode ‘The Pupil’ from The Haunting of Bly Manor. 

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[angieschiffahoi]

where do you think dani walks to at night in bly?

I’m pretty sure the greenhouse is the place she haunts the most. 

During her itinerary, she will walk up to her room, maybe the children’s and at times she’ll dwell on the door of the living room, watching the fireplace and the sofa with kind eyes and a soft smile. But then, on her way back to the lake, she’ll see the greenhouse and, while she’s still herself, while she’s still Dani, she goes inside and remembers.

That’s the first place she has ever let someone see her tired. That’s the first place she has shown her weakness and talked about her demons. That’s the place where she took not one, but two leaps when she wasn’t able to commit to the first one. 

Jamie’s greenhouse feels, in a way, like Jamie herself. It’s not the final resting place of plants. It’s where Jamie stored the seeds, nurtured sprouts and healed those plants and those flowers who couldn’t make it on their own. It’s a place where things start and heal and it’s the place where she heald and their love story started. 

It’s the place they realized it would take effort and it’s the place where they realized they were worth the effort. 

So, at night, passing by visitors, owners, house guests, squatters and teenager speding the night at Bly Manor to feel a thrill, she’s going to ignore them and go straight to the greenhouse. In time, she won’t know why. 

In time she’ll forget Jamie and she’ll forget why that place was so special to her. But she’ll be drawn to it. She’ll walk in, stare at the overgrown flowers and plants, fighting against each other to survive and to reclaim the space they need to survive. She knows, out of all the places she visits at night, that here she can feel tired. She can let go. She can be human again, even if for just a few moments. But every night, she has to walk back to the lake, where she’ll sleep and she’ll forget, because that’s how Viola’s rules work. 

One day, way down the road, maybe, a young woman will be there, dwelling in the abandoned greenhouse, trying to decide which of those abandoned plants are worth taking home, to save and nurture. 

Dani will stand and watch. She won’t know why, but she’ll feel whole. She won’t take the woman with her in the lake. She would never do that. But for a moment, a glimpse of another young woman in that greenhouse will light a spark in her memories. 

She will walk back to the lake and sleep. 

But maybe this time she won’t forget. 

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[roots-symphony]

Peter/Rebecca: *know how kids act/spent days with miles and flora before they died and months with them after to know how they, specifically, act/have literally just seen a human child before*

Peter/Rebecca when possessing Miles/Flora:

#haunting of bly manor #hobm #hobm spoilers #rebecca jessel #peter quint #flora wingrave #miles wingrave

[andawaywego]

Omg write about what happened after Jamie found Flora and Dani at the lake. Just pure softness an fluf, Jamie tucking Dani in

ahh okay. so...confession: there is some angst at the beginning of this. i’m sorry! i wasn’t sure how to get them from the lake to Dani’s bedroom without dealing with some stuff, so...but there’s fluff at the end and cuteness and soft cuddling and promises and all that! i promise! i hope you enjoy regardless of the  necessary sadness.

..

The entire night is a blur of quiet terror, the squeezing of cold fingers around her throat, the chill of the water. But when it’s over—when she’s standing up to her knees in the cold lake, Flora in her arms, Jamie wrapped around them both—Dani still feels like she can’t breathe.

Hannah is gone and Miles is himself and Henry is there—finally, finally. And Dani has no idea how much time has passed since she walked into Flora’s bedroom and saw a woman who was supposed to be dead sitting on the little girl’s bed, but there’s cold sweat on her neck and face and chest.

No one is sure what to do.

Dani sets Flora down on dry ground and Flora runs off, wrapping her arms around her uncle with Miles, and nothing makes sense. None of it. Dani can’t think clearly.

Jamie turns to her immediately. “Are you okay?” she asks, her voice low and panicked. She jolts forward and skims her hands up Dani’s side, cupping her face, looking for injuries or changes or anything that’s off. Dani shakes her head, both in answer and in an attempt to put a semi-normal amount of space between them again.

There’s nothing she wants more than to fall into Jamie’s arms and stay there, but she can’t. Not right now. Not with Owen running off and calling out for Hannah, not with the children crying and being held in the arms of the only blood relative they have left.

She can’t let it be about her right now. It isn’t about her right now.

“I’m fine,” she says. “I’m okay.”

She tries to sound as sure as she can manage, but she truly doesn’t know how. For all she knows, she could be seconds away from collapsing—from being dragged back into that lake and under the water.

Owen’s yelling is reaching a fever-pitch. Jamie stares after his form, retreating into the fog of the night, and Dani grabs her hand to start pulling her after him. To find Hannah.

They search for hours, for what feels like years, really. Dreaming up the worst case scenarios that they can manage and they’re still not prepared for the moment they actually find her.

Down at the bottom of that well.

Owen collapses to his knees and Dani falls with him, wrapping her arms around him. She’s trying her damndest to keep him together—to keep everyone together—because she’s not sure how much she can manage that for herself.

Jamie has spent the entire time walking beside Dani, a fierce expression on her face that only falters in that moment. It’s been to keep Dani feeling safe. To make sure that she knew that if anything were to happen again, Jamie wouldn’t hesitate to end the person at fault.

But now, her straight spine slumps and she kneels beside Dani, touching Owen on the shoulder. She’s crying, her shoulders shaking silently. Dani presses her face into Jamie’s coat and lets herself sob.

.

There are things to be done. Henry has to call the local police, get a team out there to pull Hannah out, and the children are exhausted. They fall asleep on the couch in the sitting room together, and Owen eventually joins them in a restless slumber, his head lolling on the back of the armchair he’s sitting in.

Jamie drapes a blanket over him and puts his feet up on an ottoman, and then helps Henry carry the children to their beds. Dani trails after them on autopilot, not saying a word.

Her panic, for the most part, has not come even close to dissolving. It buzzes, aching through her bones, resonating through her chest. This, she thinks, is only part of the emotion, the half she can handle right now. As soon as she’s alone, she knows that the weight of everything will probably take her out at her knees.

“You should get some rest,” Henry says once they’re back in the hallway. He looks between Jamie and Dani, an affectionate—almost fatherly—expression on his face. “I’ll take care of the rest.”

He squeezes Dani’s shoulder in passing, giving her a look that is probably meant to be reassuring, and then drifts back down the hallway and down the stairs.

And Dani does feel tired—so, so, so bone-tired and weary—but all she can think about is that faceless woman, Flora in her arms. How she had come so close to ending everything, all of it, and she would have succeeded, too, if it weren’t for those simple words Dani had found within herself. Without them, she would have killed Flora or Miles or even Jamie, which would have been the same as killing Dani herself.

It’s such a terrifying thing. The love of her life. The children in her care. Two things she’s practically already lost once. Two things she’s been so lucky to find again, that she cannot bear to lose.

Her heart aches with every beat and it’s only by some stroke of luck that she hasn’t started weeping yet. She hates this, hates herself for everything that’s happened. Whatever she missed and could have done better. She doesn’t know yet what the consequences of saving Flora are and she selfishly wants to go back and find a different way. Figure out how to save Flora and be selfish as well. To put her health, safety, and security first for once.

But it hadn’t been that simple.

In the hallway outside of Flora’s room, where she and Jamie kissed not even twelve hours before—so carefree and unaware of what was to come—Dani finally falls into Jamie’s arms, sobbing in a way that feels like it might never end. Jamie holds her and kisses her and whispers nonsense to try and calm her down, but Dani knows that she’s only putting on a brave face.

“You’re okay,” Jamie tells her, holding her closer and closer. “We’re okay.”

It’s true enough, at least, to let Dani breathe. To pull back and move to her own bedroom, pull Jamie inside and shut the door.

Behind the closed door, Dani pulls her clothes off piece-by-piece. She fumbles with her belt and zipper and sighs with relief when she finally manages to get her pants off, kick off her shoes. Jamie finds pajamas for her in her dresser and she helps Dani dress.

Dani feels very, very young for the first time in as long as she can remember as Jamie buttons up her pajama shirt. Even after having left all of that danger behind—for now, at least—she feels exposed and vulnerable within the drafty hollow of her bedroom.

She sits down heavily on the edge of the bed once she’s dressed, watching Jamie kick off her boots and drop her coat to the floor. For a moment, Dani thinks she’s going to join her on the bed, but she doesn’t. Instead, Jamie leans heavily against the dresser by the window and crosses her arms.

Dani can still taste the lake water at the back of her throat, the press of those fingers into her neck.

“I don’t even...What exactly did I miss, Dani?” Jamie asks, and that’s how Dani knows how serious she is:

The solemn use of her given name, no nicknames or pet names between them and her point.

“I don’t...I don’t even know,” Dani says, frustration bubbling inside of her chest, licking flames up her throat. “There was...Peter and Hannah were going to...take over Miles and Flora’s bodies and then—I got Flora out and we were going to run, but that...that thing grabbed me and I thought I was going to...So when she took Flora instead, I had to stop her. I had to...Flora would have died if I hadn’t.”

When she looks up, Jamie is staring at her with a look she can’t quite read in her eyes. “You might have been killed, Dani. That...that thing could have killed you.”

As if a switch has been flipped, Dani’s irritation turns into anger, so boiling that it’s near-incoherent.

“I know that!” she yells. “I know what could have happened and I know that I almost...but I...she was going to kill Flora, Jamie, I didn’t know what to do, I couldn’t just—”

Every muscle in her body is trembling, shaking, and they have been since she stood at the edge of that lake. This is the reality of that emotion she’s been swallowing since then. This is what her heart had been protecting her from.

There’s silence for a few moments. Dani keeps her eyes down, her hands flat and tight as she grips her knees, silent tears tracking down her face and dripping onto her shirt. Something touches her shoulder and she jumps, pulling away.

It’s Jamie, who withdraws quickly. “Sorry,” she says, sounding broken and longing.

Dani looks up at her and reaches one hand up, beckoning her closer. “Come here. Please touch me.”

At once, Jamie is kneeling in front of her, brushing hair out of Dani’s face and wiping away her tears. The bed is low but Jamie is still a head shorter now. She holds Dani’s hand, always anchoring her down when she’s at risk of blowing away.

“I’m sorry,” Jamie whispers, and Dani leans down to press their foreheads together. She closes her eyes. “I was just so scared. I’ve never been so fucking scared in my life.”

Dani cups her face in her hands. “I’m okay,” she says. “We both are. It’s okay.”

“I know that we haven’t really…” Jamie trails off, swallowing thickly. “I’m just really fucking terrified of losing you, Dani.”

Dani wants to say that she is, too, but she knows that she’s already made that pretty clear. Of course she’s terrified. She has every reason to be. She doesn’t exactly know what’s going to happen next.

“Come here,” Dani says, pulling away from Jamie to give her an earnest look. “Come up here and hold me.”

“Always,” Jamie promises, rubbing her hands up and down Dani’s thighs, warming her up. “Try and stop me.”

And, despite it all, Dani can’t help but smile. Jamie is the only person who’s ever cared for her this fervently. She can’t help believing every word that comes out of her mouth.

“I would never,” she says.

Jamie gets to her feet and crawls onto the bed, pulling Dani with her until they’re lying beneath the blankets, facing one another. Beneath the sheets, Dani feels her warm hand slipping beneath her shirt to rest on her hip, drawing idle patterns there.

It’s hard to believe that this woman is real sometimes. That Dani just happened upon her by some stroke of luck and that she plans on sticking around. That she’s still here after it all to offer a steady hand, a warm embrace, loving words. Dani doesn’t think she’s ever been able to lean on anyone the way she’s leaning on Jamie right now.

Maybe that’s because she doesn’t think Jamie could ever come close to letting her down. Falling in love with her is as easy as breathing.

“Jamie,” Dani whispers, shifting close enough to feel Jamie’s breath on her face.

Jamie kisses her chin, her nose, her eyelids. Everywhere she can reach with as much tenderness as anyone has ever had. Her touch is engulfing, the press of her lips reassuring.

“You’re so beautiful,” Jamie whispers. She tucks her face into the space between Dani’s neck and shoulder and kisses the skin she finds there.

Dani rakes her nails down Jamie’s back, through the fabric of her t-shirt, and smiles at the words—the same ones Jamie whispered over and over just the night before as her lips and fingers found every yielding inch of Dani’s body. She wonders if she’ll ever get tired of hearing them.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” Jamie whispers next.

Dani sighs, boneless with the safety of exhaustion in Jamie’s arms. “Me too. Please just...stay.”

Chuckling, Jamie pulls back and kisses Dani’s forehead. “As long as you like.”

They’re quiet for a while. Just Jamie’s fingers making circles in the skin of Dani’s hip, pressing her mouth against her forehead and cheek. Dani closes her eyes and listens to the sound of Jamie breathing.

“How’s forever sound?” Dani asks, her brain filled with soft cotton and a calm fog that’s making everything—the house, the events of the evening, the world—feel distant and hazy.

Jamie is still for a moment, and then she laughs. Dani feels it against her body. “You’re serious, are you?” she asks.

Dani smiles, pressing a kiss to Jamie’s sternum. “Yes,” she says.

Guilt pricks at her stomach. She feels like it’s a promise she can’t offer. Whatever is inside of her—whatever’s just happened—neither of them know what’s coming next. They’re flying blind and she can’t help wondering: what if something happens? What if this doesn’t work out?

But those are questions for another time. Another Dani. One who’s had time to rest and sleep and breathe in the arms of the woman she loves.

Jamie pulls away so they can look at one another and her smile lights up the room. “Then you’ve got me,” she says. “S’long as I have you?”

Dani can’t help but grin. “Of course you do.”

Silence falls between them again and Dani snuggles a little closer. She’s not sure what time it is, and because of this, part of her is worried that they’re going to be interrupted by something else—something terrible or even mundane—any moment. She’s just about to ask when Jamie tightens her hold around Dani’s body.

“I’m not gonna let you get away, you know,” she says, so quiet and desperate she doesn’t really sound like herself.

Dani presses a kiss to the skin she’s lying against. “Thank you,” she says. Her eyes drift closed sleepily. “What time is it?”

Jamie kisses the corner of her mouth and shifts even closer. “There’s time,” she says. “Just rest.”

Dani does.

...

#i’m sorry #it had to be sad a little! #the haunting of bly manor #hobm #hobm spoilers #the haunting of bly manor spoilers #jamie/dani #dani/jamie #jamie and dani #andawaywego fanfic #if you are so inclined #hmu for more stuff #prompt #damie prompt

[perseusjacksonss]

The Haunting of Bly Manor (2020) dir. Mike Flanagan

#hobm #hobm spoilers #the haunting of bly manor #dani clayton #netflix #incorrect quotes #hannah grose #owen sharma #jamie hobm #mike flanagan #hohh #haunting of hill house #ramblings

[sparemoon]

watching the sunrise and drinking (poorly) made coffee

#haunting of bly manor #dani clayton #danielle clayton #jamie #jamie x dani #art #hobm spoilers

[pandawithanxiety]

Okay so hear me out, I’m not over these 2, not by a long shot. So I started wondering if in some AU, they both grow old together and there’s no Viola or a lake or an impending sense of doom. OR if they actually get to live the rest of their lives together, who would play the older Dani?!

And .... Robin Wright, well, felt quite right!

Here’s a photo of a younger Robin next to Dani.

Can you imagine these 2 together?!

#hobm spoilers #haunting of bly manor #damie #dani x jamie #dani clayton #jamie taylor #jamie x dani

[evelyn-celia]

“People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them bare and their response is ‘you’re safe with me’- that’s intimacy.” ― The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

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[sureuncertainty]

did Viola effectively utilize “girl power” by refusing to die, killing her sister, and then haunting the manor and murdering everyone that got in her way for hundreds of years?

#win rambles #i can't stop making bly manor memes #haunting of bly manor #hobm spoilers

[fucignwimdy]

I just finished watching The Haunting of Bly Manor and while the show itself is really good: holy shit the ending & epilogue were in incredibly poor taste.

*HUGE SPOILERS*

literally killing off the only two female POC, but resurrecting the mandatory self loathing white guy.

Painstakingly showcasing a lesbian relationship, going out of their way to reference the lack of marriage equality not once but twice, just to use the bury your gays trope with a suicide and immediately following that with a straight wedding for another character.

The writers having the gall to reveal that the children had completely forgotten the events of the show. The plot chalked it up to forgetfulness being the nature of children growing up, however a HUGE plot point hinged on the fact that the children weren't actually forgetful, they were losing time while being possessed by ghosts!

So not only did the writers contradict themselves, they created a scenario where working class minorities died over problems created by the white upperclass, to save children of the white upperclass, only to be completely forgotten about-- which while true to life was definitely not the subtext they were going for. This was especially emphasized when amnesiac child-now-adult Flora is being told about how more than half of her house staff died, some of which to protect her, and completely earnestly replied that it was really a "love story, not a ghost story." completely ignoring the multitude of a tragedies she herself experienced first hand. That line really was the epitome of how tone deaf the epilogue was, and underlined just how self congratulatory the writers were for writing a tragic lesbian romance, as if that isn't beating a horse so long dead that it could receive it's own season of "Haunting of."

Anyways, the show proper is actually really good, which is why I think I was so shocked by the carelessness of the ending. And, apologies for the huge wall of text, I'm on mobile and readmores seem impossible to make.

If you watched the show, let me know what you think, cause I have even more to say but I think this is enough for now.

#haunting of bly manor #Hobm spoilers #Hobm #Spoilers #Long post

[santacarlahorrorshow]

Dani and Jamie icons from the episode ‘The Beast in the Jungle’ from The Haunting of Bly Manor. 

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[angieschiffahoi]

older jamie, ripping off himym: kids, I'm gonna tell you an incredible story; the story of how I met your au pair.

miles & flora: are we being punished for something?

jamie: no.

wedding attendees: yeah, is this gonna take a while?

jamie: yes. 20 years ago, before I was aunt jamie, I had this whole other life. it was way back in 1987. i was 27, just starting to make it as a gardener and working in bly manor for henry, your uncle and guardian. my life was good. and then uncle henry went and screwed the whole thing up.

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[roots-symphony]

Do you ever think about how even when Viola’s memories had fully faded, her trauma never did? How she still walked the halls and went to stare at the bed her child would have used like when she was sick and forced to stay away? And then think of how, leading up to her wedding, grown-up Flora has been suffering from horrible nightmares of the death of her soon-to-be husband and being forced to live on without him? How even though she’s long forgotten bly manor and what she suffered through, that trauma is still ingrained in her even 20 years later? Because I can’t let it go

#haunting of bly manor #hobm #flora wingrave #the lady in the lake #viola willoughby #bly manor #hobm spoilers #bly manor spoilers #also like Ive been thinking a lot about how the lady of the lake and the house in hill house are so similar #in that theyre both indifferent #neither good nor bad. just indifferent #if no one ever happened upon the lady’s path then she would never have taken anyone #similarly if the crains had never stayed in hill house in the first place the house would not have sought them out #but people did find themselves in the ladys path and so she took #the first time with the plague doctor had been maliciously but after her memories faded it was just what happened. and instinct #like house in a way. the house is not evil claiming the souls who live inside just like a lion is not evil for eating the zebra #its just instinct. how they survive. its just what is #its the souls that both the house and the lady have taken where morality comes into play #Peter and poppy twisting and corrupting #Hannah and Dani and Nellie and Hugh tipping the scales the other way #also Rebecca but Rebecca is like mrs hill (the old lady in the sick bed) in that she was willing to go along with peter to an extent #Rebecca kept tucking flora away and it wasn’t until the end that Rebecca chose different #like mrs hill who was content to sit on her bed n scare the twins by calling out Clara n it wasnt until that night she spoke against poppy #idk this may all sound dumb #but I’ve just been thinking about it all a lot #bly manor got me messed up #haunting of bly manor spoilers

[andawaywego]

guys look i love representation too. but please don’t let it sit that this is yet ANOTHER gay to bury. it’s not about sacrifice. it’s not about fitting a tragic narrative.

the writers of this season wrote it in a world where screenwriters are aware of how much representation matters and how much damage can be done by falling prey to the ease of killing one of them off.

there were other ways to end this. it could have been fine for Dani and Jamie and instead of having a justified ending, we are expected to be fine with this distasteful and borderline offensive end to it.

please don’t do what Flora and Miles do by just remembering the good parts—all the cute flower shop scenes and the soft moments they got. please remember that Dani committed suicide and Jamie found her body.

#haunting of bly manor #hobm spoilers #jamie/dani

[fen-fangirl]

"The gardener did not even introduce herself to the new au pair. She barely acknowledged her at all. Simply treated her as if she'd always been there. The others just assumed they'd already met, which, if she were honest, was how the au pair felt when she first saw the young woman.."

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