Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round & wet & crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of babies - God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.
There are these shrubs I love, with teeny tiny clusters of flowers. I told D more than a month ago as we passed them, explaining that they’re not rare - they’re just shrubs! - but I love how fragile and delicate and complicated they are.
And this morning he spotted some and sent me a picture.
Her prince quirked up half his mouth, looking almost shy as he reminded her, “When you told me you loved me, I wasn't… this. I wasn’t the man who stands before you now. Everything’s changed since that night.”
“Changed for the better,” Belle assured him. She squeezed his hand a little and admitted, “There was something very alluring, to be certain, about the very large, very strong body you inhabited when I first met you.” She sank her teeth into her bottom lip as Adam looked away and rolled his blue eyes. She put her free hand to his coat, feeling his very human chest beneath it, and she insisted in a quiet voice, “There are things I wouldn’t have done with you then. It would have felt wrong. It doesn’t feel wrong now, though.”
“Things,” he repeated, shutting his eyes for a moment.
Belle is adjusting to life in the rejuvenated castle. Her prince is remembering what it means to be human. They’ll both need help. Novel-length, based on the 2017 film.
happiest of happy birthdays to my most favorite person!!! even after all my years of hopping around fandoms and connecting to a variety faves at various points in my life, there is no other person on earth i have loved as much. im so proud of everything jo has accomplished in his career, of the adversity he has overcome, and of the insanely well developed player he has proven himself to be. hockey and jo have in reality not been in my life for a long time, but i cannot being to explain the lasting positive effects both have brought. i am so stupidly proud of him and every day i wish i could thank him for being a safe, happy place that i can always come back to. he inspires me to be a better version of myself, to work harder and be confident in the skills and abilities i have and i love him immensely. he means more to me than i can even put into words and every day i am grateful that i found him. i feel so lucky to have experienced his kindness and sweetness in person and i hope he knows how much his small gestures mean to me.
from the bottom of my silly, lovesick heart, happy birthday jo.
i will always always, no matter the team or the year or anything at all, be on his side, cheering him on.
When I loved myself enough, I began leaving whatever wasn’t healthy. This meant people, jobs, my own beliefs and habits – anything that kept me small. My judgement called it disloyal. Now I see it as self-loving.