i made a thing
I like this
i made a thing
I like this
Liam Hemsworth, Jennifer Lawrence, Sam Claflin and Francis Lawrence at the ‘The Hunger Games: Catching Fire’ photocall at the 66th Annual Cannes Film Festival (May 18)
…..Alex begins your guided tour of his most ticklish spots with, the soft smooth underside of his arm, and a stern warning. If you start a tickle fight, he will F-ing destroy you. Seriously…he fights dirty.
I loved this dream. Loved, loved, loved it. First of all, it was the first time I really adored Sookie, and approved of her choices. I was gutted by watching Godric meet the sun, and I felt so bad for Eric, and SOOKIE DID TOO.
Second, it was just incredibly hot the way he was vulnerable to her and she was tender with him, and then that changed into something sexual. The moment when he waited and let her touch his fangs, before he bit her, was, well, let’s just fan ourselves and rearrange our clothing and never speak of this again, shall we? I.E., it was so hot my screen melted.
Some of my fav scenes of TB are dreams, actually. But this is the best. I loved it because, for the first time, what Sookie did and felt corresponded exactly to what I felt and expected her to do. It seemed to me the most natural thing to do, to go and check Eric after Godric died in front of her eyes. That’s why I find the first part of the dream - before they start kissing - perfectly believable and I like to think some version of this really happened. Of course there’s nothing in the narration indicating I may be right but it doesn’t matter, I choose to interpret things this way.
I will also forever wonder if Sookie picked up Godric’s shirt after he burned and kept it. For a while, I was sure she’d return it to Eric.
Viking Vampire God- Part I
The shock of Godric’s burning body and light of the dawn created such a surrealistic scene that was too emotional for words. I had only known vampires for a few months and already I had seen more than I had seen in an entire life time. The thought of that tender vampire no longer walking the earth was too much for me to comprehend. I carefully picked up Godric’s white shirt that had once lain on the cold cement. The shirt was a silent reminder of the vampire that had once lived. I reached for the shirt and could still feel the coolness of Godric’s presence still on the fibers. I clutched it to my chest and I started to cry ever so quietly. In my mind, I heard Godric’s words ringing in my ears about me being the last human he would ever see. The thought of God welcoming Godric to heaven was hard for me to comprehend. Would God forgive a two thousand year old vampire? Tears were streaming down my face at such a pace I could hardly catch my breath. The events of the morning were just too much………..