(ladybajingo) I'm here to talk about our lord and savior the bog king. i personally kind of think Bog doesn't see Marianne as like this beautiful unobtainable ray of light and sunshine and hope. She's messy, loud, a little crazy, and aggressive. She's not the sun and the sky, she's the earth and the trees. She's the rock that supports him not the air he can't see. She's real, she's truth, she's what he can feel and touch and smell. (this has been stream of thought writing and i'm sorry)
ahhhhh, i love this :’)
like, this ephemeral, pure concept of love is not something either of them ever understood, and they’re so grateful that the real thing is something solid that they can feel. it’s not something that changes you or makes you worship the other person. it just means they’re great and they think you’re great and it must be such a relief for them to finally get it. like they’re not chasing something that means giving yourself up. they’re just freer to be more themselves.
Torrent (I believe there are other places, unable to find more.)
No subs have been released since the posting of this ask, so about 9:45 pm Wednesday on Eastern Standard Time. And yes, expect more spoilers seeing that some people neglect to tag them and gifs, photosets, and screenshots will be posted through most of the night and on to tomorrow.
If you want to avoid spoilers, blacklist ‘klk spoilers’, ‘ova spoilers’, ‘spoilers’, etc. to help, but like I noted earlier some people are not tagging.
(Ladybajingoarts) what was that ask?? It hurt so bad I think I felt my heart forcibly explode out of my chest. You're evil. I love it.
It was a slow evening at work and I brought the Strange Magic soundtrack with me and popped it into the CD player. The music caught my co-worker’s attention. She barely has any free time now with both school and a job, so she asked me to tell her the plot of the film.
After I finished telling her about Strange Magic the first words out of her mouth were, “what if the Bog King died in the end?” What followed were my wailing sounds of denial, but the seed had been planted.