#anyways y'all don't understand how giddy i get when you all rec things to me <33

[llondonfog]

Hey! I'm not certain how into poetry you are, but there's this poem called Being Boring by Wendy Cope I really want to recommend because it's just got such satisfied domestic Lilia vibes of being so proud of having a quiet little life that I thought you would appreciate

"Someone to stay home with was all my desire And, now that I've found a safe mooring, I've just one ambition in life: I aspire To go on and on being boring."

oh.

i think you summed up perfectly why i find myself getting so emotional over the contrast of lilia's war-torn and grief-stricken past to his relatively peaceful and gentle present— with the context we've been given of how much he's suffered and struggled, it's that much more of a poignant ache to realize how fiercely proud he is of this precious little life he's carved out with malleus and silver.

to go from being a general in the heights of a vicious war, losing your closest loved ones as casualties far before their time, nearly losing their son, his last connection to them, and then being so cruelly slandered after saving malleus...how much like a dream it must feel to wake up every day and know that the world is a relatively peaceful place. humans and fae live in relative harmony, the son of his dearest friends is alive and well and thriving among all manners of people who broaden his horizons daily, and one of, if not the closest person to his heart, is the son of his greatest enemy who he loves as his own blood. how much like a dream to wake up every day and have the greatest choice be what video game to play late into the night with a new friend, to watch the newest generation laugh and coexist with each other in friendly rivalry. what a reward, for a life long-lived in the shadows of agony.

coming back to that poem, i was bowled over by that last stanza— it isn't a surprise that i made the connection immediately to silver being his mooring, his anchor to peace. learning how to love the child of his enemy, receiving the unconditional love of this child in return... he's been reborn, shedding the identities of general vanrouge, the prince's guardian, lilia the unwanted and lowly bat fae... he's toto, silver's beloved papa, this child's true love. and how funny to think, at the end of his long and storied life, he couldn't imagine wanting to aspire to be anything more but this— he can't imagine what could bring higher ambition than seeing the light sparkle in silver's shining eyes when lilia freely spends his dwindling magic on bringing the stars to dance upon the ceiling of their humble home.

(as an added bonus, i was listening to this song while answering and it got me straight in my emotions along with that poem, thinking especially about the new year being lilia's birthday aaaaa)

#lettie's asks #i LOVE poetry i used to write so much of it back in the day #and post it on deviantart....cringe... #anyways y'all don't understand how giddy i get when you all rec things to me <33 #lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #this man drives me to tears on a daily basis #twst spoilers