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Thoughts/ reaction to AWAE 3x5
The cold open featuring Beekeeper Gilbert is the golden content I never knew I needed.
Miss Stacy teaching in the midst of nature is gold, but what draws my attention in that scene is the casual mentioning of the birds and the bees that causes half of the girls to get agitated at the thought that they’re finally getting the talk. I see bees are a recurring image in this episode. I admit to not having seen much of this particular scene as I was looking away from the blood.
Gilbert combining his natural talent as a doctor and his new… I wanna say hobby, that is, beekeeping, to help poor baby Ruby is gold. Seriously, this episode has GOLD written all over it in large bold letters and we’re barely 4 minutes in.
“I thought someone died…” The natives calling out the Whites™ for being drama queens have me wondering whose side I am on, and whether there are any sides at all; the fact is, I tend to overreact a lot, but this was a bit too much even for me. But let’s not dwell on this, there are more important scenes coming up and I have already used way too many words.
Yeah… I skipped ahead a bit. The sight of that needle caused me as much horror as it did Moody.
Gilbert ranting about natural medicine not being taught is such a mood. I think taking up beekeeping will do (and is already doing) wonders for his career in medicine.
Rachel babysitting Delly is giving me such strong New Mum vibes… “Please go to sleep”. This is the Rachel Lynde content I never expected to see but I’m glad I did.
And then Delly falls asleep as soon as she hears Marilla’s voice… I’m crying.
“Bash needs a wife” – who are you to decide that for him, Rachel? I was already annoyed with her for trying to play matchmaker for Miss Stacy without being asked to, but this is even more. Marilla is such a mood in this scene.
Matthew being Soft™ to his plants… as if I needed any more proof that he’s a Hufflepuff!
I live and would die for Anne and Diana’s friendship.
I also live for Diana embracing her own feelings rather than her mother’s visions of what’s “proper” and “improper”. And for the hint of her doing it just partially to spite her mother…
Honestly, Gilbert staying inside and reading the paper with Miss Stacy while everyone else is fussing about the Take Notice board is so in character. It emphasizes the fact that he is actually the adult of the class. I wonder what would make him more interested in the board, though…
Anne the Feminist™ is fascinated about the female doctor
Ok, but… who gives Charlie, by “noticing” Anne, and Diana, by walking in on her and Gilbert almost having a moment, the right to interrupt said moment before it’s even fully developed?
Anne is totally me in her reaction to (1) being noticed and (2) the news about the dance.
 “Sebastian, take a seat.” If I were Bash in that scene, I would be thinking “How about you stop telling me what to do in my own home?”
Now she wants to take Delly away from him? And she thinks that’s good for anyone? Seriously, Rachel Lynde should mind her own business. But I bet she has no business of her own, otherwise she wouldn’t obsess so much over what everyone else is doing.
Anne’s reaction to Charlie posting about her gives off “Belle Reprise” from Beauty and the Beast vibes.
 “Anne Shirley-Cuthbert-Sloane!” Try Anne Shirley-Cuthbert-Blythe instead. And boy, does this girl have a lot of last names! She’s becoming a bit like Hispanic royalty.
Both Jerry and Diana telling white lies to their friends so they can meet up – classic forbidden romance. I love it!
Look at my boy Jerry quoting Frankenstein! I feel like a proud mother – except, of course, for the fact that I am not a mother and I have no trace of merit in this beautiful achievement. Also, the way she holds the book to her heart, like it’s him, or at least a tiny part of him; and the way he looks back at her… I know this is a whole other fandom, but Andi Mack has taught me that lookbacks are important. My fragile little heart is melting! I might be aromantic by orientation, but I’m still a sucker for beautiful, poetic romantic scenes like this one. This is my new favourite scene of the entire series. If I could bottle it up and save it for a rainy day, oh how I would!
The scene of Gilbert and Bash talking about Mary being followed immediately by Matthew talking to Belle about her becoming a mum… I feel that they are a heartbreaking yet heartwarming representation of the cycle of life and death. Moira has done it again.
Also, Anne’s dress in this scene reminds me of the first dress she was wearing when she arrived. It’s a nice callback, if anything.
That scene of Diana reading in bed reminded me so much of me. I know that feeling so well, feeling a special connection to a book, even for some reason outside the book itself. And, sure, Frankenstein is far from the most romantic of books, but now it will forever be a thing between her and Jerry. And that’s in my opinion, is that special external connection to the book.
Aaand… Rachel Lynde didn’t just try to make the practice dance another matchmaking session for her son and Miss Stacy, did she?
I know everybody talks about Anne and Gilbert in this scene, but my eyes were more focused on my spirit animal Ruby – she is so me, being uncomfortable with the whole thing and the touching and whatnot… except in her it is the result of boys and girls being discouraged from making any kind of contact to one another until they’re old enough for courtship according to their community’s standards. What did people at that time think when they did that? That giving young people virtually no sex ed and doing anything and everything they could to keep boys and girls away from each other – did they think this is the way to raise functional, well-informed people? Because seeing poor Ruby here sure makes me think that her society didn’t do a very good job at that. And the fact that all the girls, even the ones that should pass as intelligent and well-read like Anne and Diana, believe they can get pregnant by just the touch of a boy is just another proof that this is not the way to raise teenagers.
One thing that calms me at least a little is that now they have Miss Stacy and she can, albeit a bit awkwardly at first, educate them on the matter. And I love the fact that she mentions consent because that is really important.
And there’s the sugar – the heart eyes, the longing looks, the held gaze… every single trope about looking at someone special is there in that one scene. I love the way they act so expressively with just their eyes. Seriously, kudos to Amybeth and especially Lucas.
Oh my, there it is! That scene from the preview that everybody has been speculating and freaking out about for weeks. I got literal chills, goosebumps and everything. This scene generated a lot of discourse and it was definitely not for nothing.
Oh my, oh my! The dance is done but they just won’t stop staring right into each other’s souls through those fantastically expressive eyes… I might just die right now, but at least I’ll die happy.
Aaand… the moment is gone and now there’s just tension and awkwardness so thick in the air that you could cut them with a knife – and a knife might not even do the job, if you get what I mean.
Ok, I didn’t think things could get any more awkward, but then we have the exchange with Charlie and it’s even more awkward than Moody telling Diana “[her] dress is very… blue” back in the season premiere. But this awkwardness is different. There’s no tension, no real chemistry. At least that’s how I see it.
The parallel between Anne and Gilbert cooking and ranting about the dance and its consequences for them counts as a Shirbert scene, right?
I love Anne with all my heart but right now I wish she could just go away for a second. She’s third-wheeling and making Diana act cold towards Jerry, which might give him the wrong impression and ruin everything…
Also, I wish Diana would confide in Anne about the thing she has going on with Jerry. It couldn’t possibly make matters worse, now could it?
If Jerry was so confused, and then so happy about the handkerchief, it probably wasn’t really his. It must have been left by Diana. The initials, though… the only J.B. in Diana’s family I can think of is Josephine. If it was hers and Diana left it for Jerry, it would be so nice… Ok, why am I being so stupid? She MADE it for him. Especially. J.B. is him and only him right now. Apparently certain other scenes have temporarily deprived me of the ability to think.
The “Is that how reproduction works” scene is awkward, of course, and it is a different, third kind of awkward: not like Shirbert after the dance or like Anne and Charlie after that. It’s that kind of awkward moments that people with anxiety like me think of when they can’t sleep at night. I mean, just imagine asking your big love to give you the talk. Or having to give the talk to them.
Ruby, Ruby, my sweet summer child Ruby… “what has he seen”? He’s literally delivered a child, for one. Unprepared, at that. But seriously, Gilbert being all like “in my medical experience” – okay, we get it, Mr. Mature Adult Doctor. No offense, though, I love him.
That obituary was just about the best homage they could have paid to Mary, and Bash reading the whole thing to Delphine was both heartbreaking and heartwarming. Now that I use those two words for the second time in relation to Mary’s passing, I feel like these are the emotions I feel about it every time. Every single time.
Baby Delly is the most precious little thing I’ve ever seen.
The Barrys are finally doing something really good (I’m not saying they’re bad people or bad parents, just that they can be a little… stuck in their ways) by deciding to help Bash’s family now and realizing they have missed their chance of getting to know Mary while she was there and giving it to them. I sure hope they allow their daughters, both of them, to have the life they chose, not the one that was predetermined for them by parents and tradition and some twisted idea of class distinction and propriety. They deserve to be given that freedom.
The girls’ ritual was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen in my life. How empowering, how beautifully sacred, how emotionally pure and true. And Ruby finally accepted herself as a woman… I relate to that on a deep level because it was hard for me to accept the change from girl to woman when I was that age, too – not so long ago, really. The thing is, there is no real difference between a girl and a woman. I think each one should decide for herself which one she is, and we shouldn’t forget that we have both inside us at all times.
Oh my, oh my! This was honestly one of the most beautiful episode endings I’ve seen on this series and there have been a lot. This baby foal is one of the cutest things ever, a true embodiment of the miracle of life. How fascinating!
So, let’s sum up. In this episode, we saw: the importance of honey; lots of awkward teenage courting; Gilbert going back to medicine; Rachel Lynde sticking her nose into other people’s business even more than usual; Jerry and Diana’s beautiful forbidden romance and character growth; misconceptions about… conception; Shirbert – the whole spectrum of it: awkwardness, tension, angst, heart eyes, lost of eye acting in general; different kinds of awkwardness involving different people, but mostly Shirbert; girl empowerment; and last but not least, the circle of life. I was going to say I want more episodes like this one, but, frankly, I don’t think that’s possible. This was BEAUTIFUL!
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I don't really draw, but I was just rewatching my favourite episode, the one with Aunt Josephine's party, and my felt pens were near, so this is just a little something...
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Some new art I did at yoga camp
Dedicated to Apollo and Artemis
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In anticipation of 3x6, I was inspired to draw something based on the latest episode. I played around with the birds and the bees, as you can see. I'm still not good at faces, but I'm working on that.
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Here's yet another far-from-perfect drawing, this time of my 90s BrOTP Shawn and Cory. I just randomly draw whatever comes to mind these days, I guess This one just sort of happened in class last week and I coloured it yesterday. I don't know how I feel about the end result, but here goes nothing.
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Time for another #LifeIsBeautifulWhen
I admit I had almost forgotten I was making these. Most of them are too cheesy anyway, but here I am again with number 10.
Some of you may say my initial reaction to the following situation was a bit too much. Some of you will probably relate to it. Regardless, it inspired the return of my positivity post series.
I was at my favourite restaurant (which, by the way, is having a Greek- themed month right now) and was just about to order my usual without even looking at the menu. However, i decided to look at it just to be sure it was still there and... it wasn’t. 
So, I asked the waiter about it and he said there was a 50% chance of it coming back to the menu after the special month. I was a bit upset, but then decided to take it as a sign that it’s time to try something new.
I did order something I had never tried before and now I am very happy I did. Moral of the story: Don’t be afraid to try new things, and when life hands you lemons, make lemonade like you’ve never seen before!
Have a beautiful life!
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Apparently, my inspiration continues...
Guess what I binge-rewatched today
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What with it being October and all, the weather has gone from what I marked in my diary as “scorching hot” to “how am I supposed to function in this cold” pretty much overnight. However, I’m not letting it ruin my day (even if wearing two more layers than I did yesterday does make it hard to move).
Have a beautiful life, peoples xx
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So I was oiling up the pan and this just happened...
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Made this little video today as a tribute to two of my favourite shows of all times. It’s not the best, but I put a lot of heart into it.
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Today I found out
One of the bookshops I frequent used to be a club for gays in the 90s where they could go and be themselves without fear of being judged. Now that I think of it, that explains the positive energy of acceptance that this place still has even after all these years. I feel like although it was repurposed, it still has the same atmosphere nonetheless because books would never judge you for who you were born or who you choose to be, and I think this is so inspiring, and I love and appreciate this place in a whole new way now, even more than I did before.
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It’s personal story time with my Life is beautiful when #007
I know it’s been forever since I’ve posted one of these, but, well, university is taking up all of my time rn. Anyway, have a motivational quote about metaphorical falls that was inspired by a very literal fall a year and a half ago. I was running late for an important class, so, being the rule-abiding nerd and the unbelievable klutz I am, I tripped over my own foot, hit my head and... had to miss the entire week. Luckily, I didn’t get hurt very badly, and even performed on stage that same week. 
I learned an important lesson that day - no class is more important than my own health. I know this doesn’t fit in with the inspirational quote above, but the honest truth is that I came up with it after that accident.
Don’t be afraid to fall, remember to stand up and have a beautiful life! xx
P.S. if this post gets 50 20 15 notes, I’ll post a video of the aforementioned performance
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Hey, everyone!
To celebrate reaching 33 followers (might be a small number for some, but it’s a lot for me and I love each and every one of you and thank you so much for following me, although I’m not really sure why you did it), I’m finally posting Life Is Beautiful When, number 3. It’s pretty random and I made it when I was in 11th grade after I got my first perfect score on a maths test since I don’t know when... I was so proud of myself, I remember not being able to stop smiling... sure, grades aren’t everything and it doesn’t matter at all now that I got that perfect score or that I had bad marks so many times before and after that, but... the message I want to get across right now is: be proud of every little thing you achieve in your life even if it doesn’t mean anything to anyone else, even if it has no practical use... like my good mark in maths or my growing number of followers. 
Have a beautiful life xx
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In celebration of getting 50 followers...
here comes Life is beautiful when #006
Each and every one of you is beautiful, no matter what. xx
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#Life is beautiful when #004 is inspired by something I found in my language theory notes while revising for an upcoming exam: “in order for a phoneme to be itself, it must be differentiated from the other phonemes”. When I saw this, I thought “This is also true for people, though.” and it inspired me to make this post. I know it’s kinda cliche, but cliches are cliches for a reason. 
Have a beautiful life! xx
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So this is post number 2, I remind you once again that this was made 2 years ago... this one is kinda lame, but hey, it almost cheers me up to associate Harry Potter Halloween with my fav Sabrina Carpenter instead of,,, well, you all know, I don’t like reminding you. Anyway, have a beautiful life! xx
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