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Dovesso Headcanons Because I Said So

--Dovey stresses about everything being perfect and right because she really does love the school so much and Lesso just. Makes fun of her for it but with that fond smile she can't quite hide and those concerned eyes that guide Dovey to her bed for some much needed sleep and for the first time in weeks Dovey breathes.

--Lesso is actually super clumsy. She's learned grace over the years, it is quite threatening after all, but she still randomly knocks things over and Dovey absolutely delights in it

--Dovey loves the song Cinderella Snapped by Jax, though she could never tell anyone since it basically goes against everything she teaches. But then Unification happens and she hesitantly shares it with Agatha one day. The next she walks through The Clearing and a group of kids are screaming the lyrics and dancing, laughing and smiling and finally free and she almost breaks down sobbing.

--One time Dovey bopped Lesso's nose and it was the first times Dovey had ever actually seen her look surprised. Lesso blinked for a second and then continued on as normal, but she seemed particularly absentminded the next day. (This totally doesn't kinda come from Pipsqueak. Where would you get that idea from 🤔)

--Lesso's a total potions geek. This is basically canon at this point but still. Dovey found out when they were scoping out The Blue Forest to replenish the herbs stock and she made some offhand comment about what that weird speckly plant might do and Lesso just lit up and went on a total rant about every which way it can be used.

--Now Dovey loves to sit it in the potions lab and just watch her lovely work as she sweeps around the room, completely in her element. Until Lesso inevitably knocks something over and lets out a string of some impressively creative profanity and Dovey cackles

--Dovey got it in her head once to try and tame Lesso's hair and they lost several brushes to that endeavor

--They're favorite thing to do is take a bath together. Long and lazy and pure heaven in a tub. Until the inevitable frantic voice of Hort outside the door screaming about the latest disaster. Dovey just smiles and shakes her head, magicking them dressed and ready, while Lesso grumbles about retirement for the third time that day. She'll be ninety two and still working there, grumbling all the same, and they both know it.

--At their wedding, Dovey brought a a step stool to the alter so she could finally lean down and kiss the beautiful bride

--Lesso wore the most awesome half suit with a jagged veil I mean I can't even describe it to you but trust me it's awesome.

--Anemone walked Dovey down the aisle because come on. It's just too perfect.

--August Sader walked Lesso down the aisle because they're gay besties and he deserved to exist in the movie don't even argue with me on this one

Book's Narcissa hits different. I can't imagine there without being Helen. But when I was a kid, I pictured her as Nicole Kidman

I tried to improve the quality but ended up blowing out the eyelashes 🤡

Currently obsessed with the idea of established-dovesso a bit after the movie with an annual Ever-Never Ball every year having a fierce competition as to which one can do the most epic prom-posal before the other. And like all the students know and are super into it, every year anticipating who's going to beat the other and get in the best proposal first and screaming their heads off when it finally happens. And it makes it so funny because now when Lesso suggests Dovey and her try out the wishfish and Lesso sticks her finger in it and it spells out "WILL YOU GO TO THE BALL WITH ME?" in giant sparkly letters Dovey groans because her plans are foiled and begrudgingly agrees, already plotting away for next year, but there's a little part inside of her that's still jumping around like a schoolgirl and it's clear in her eyes when she kisses her tall idiot to seal the deal. And each year they have to top each other, and it just gets more and more intense and ridiculous and I just love them so much oh my god.

Me when she is middle aged and a redhead

Friendly reminder that 1200 calories is the recommended amount for a 5 year old

something gold

Did a study of this shot (bonus points for anyone who can guess where it’s from) and was like, am I witnessing book!haymitch x book!effie? Like cmon, the gold? The dark hair? Anyways I’m ridiculously proud of this so be kind.

ok ok hear me out I know that in general the tumblr queers I happen to associate with aren’t generally into americana and folk rock but if people on here found the lyrics of almost any jason isbell song without knowing the actual music I guarantee they would want to listen to it just cause of how well written and emotional it is

i feel like there was a point I was trying to make but now I’m just obsession ranting about jason isbell

not sorry

Katniss's Narration vs Haymitch's Narration

Hey! I love you so much btw, you're my fav whump blogger I'm obsessed it's like you read my mind all the time. Anyways, I was hoping for maybe some pneumonia whump? Kinda starts as just a cough she brushes off but it just gets worse instead of better with fever and chills and such. A sprinkle of unrequited-maybe-requited femslash with other female character being absorbed and not noticing until it gets really bad and she feels super guilty, but whumpee doesn't want her to feel bad so is still trying to reassure and be fine even though she's really sick and a little heartbroken that the other didn't notice. Idk, tweak as you will, that's kinda a lot, just a thought.

YESSS okay here i go!!

what if we shake it up a little and have them separated by distance? maybe the whumpee has a cold when her friend/roommate/partner/whatever leaves for a trip, but the cold just keeps getting worse, but they can only communicate via Facetime? can she come back or does she have to call one of their other friends to help?

maybe caretaker doesn't notice that she's really sick until she spikes a super high fever? she's sitting/laying next to her and all of a sudden she's like "why am i sweating" and it turns out it's because whumpee is burning up.

maybe whumpee has been complaining about not feeling well, but they've been doing that since they came down with the cold that started this, so caretaker doesn't realize it's serious until she collapses from some combo of fever and not being able to breathe.

whumpee is needed for a mission (or a presentation or whatever) and even though she's complaining that she doesn't feel well, she's needed, so she goes anyway and ends up in really bad shape. caretaker feels horrible for making her come out in the first place.

whumpee calls caretaker in the middle of the night scared from a nightmare/fever hallucination and she comes right over because something is off. when she arrives, she realizes that she's so, so sick and she's had no one looking after her.

thank you so much for your kind words!! they really made my day <3

I feel like this was the worst when you were a kid. Everyone was just stupid and immature, and you could understand their feelings and their thoughts in a blink, but if you let a drop of your true ones into a conversation, they all ran and hid, terrified of the black and blue on your heart and the seeping darkness of your head. Because that second grader you play tag with on the playground doesn't want to hear about the words that echo in your head every night, the times you dig your nails into your skin and can breathe a little easier, the night you found your dad sitting on the couch at one in the morning with the most empty, hopeless eyes you'd ever seen. So we laugh and play and learn to act like a kid but we struggle to ever really define friendship because that fake, plastic thing was all we grew up with. And maybe there were other kids on that playground with the exact same thoughts, but we were just too good at what we did to ever find each other. Maybe I'll spend my whole life looking for someone with sad eyes and a bright smile so they can finally understand.

“You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.”

— Daniel Saint