#lavinia dickinson

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

#was just rewatching dickinson and this moment popped up #relatable #me #totally me #lea speaks #dickinson #cat #cats #cat lady #mood #lavinia dickinson

[evafoxs]

DICKINSON (2019-2021) 3.07 - ‘The Future Never Spoke’

#dickinson #dickinsonedit #perioddramaedit #wlwgif #wlwsource #wlwedit #lgbtedit #lgbtsource #usergiu #userjessica #larlies #underbetelgeuse #emily dickinson #userbbelcher #cinematv #lavinia dickinson #lavinia u will always be famous #*

[lostremind]

Some stuff Emily wrote for/to Sue

#emily dickinson #dickinson apple tv #sue gilbert #emisue #hailee steinfeld #ella hunt #Emily Dickinson poem #dickinson #dickinsonedit #lavinia dickinson #Poem #poetry #emily dickinson poem #Writing #poem

[allthelettersicanwrite]

Christmas in Dickinson dir. Stacie Passon (2019)

#dickinsonedit #haileesteinfeldedit #annabaryshnikovedit #dickinson #edickinsonedit #emily dickinson #lavinia dickinson #christmas #mine

[allstarvedout]

DICKINSON, 1.01 "because i could not stop"

#dickinson #dickinson apple tv #emily dickinson #lavinia dickinson #sue gilbert #emisue #hailee steinfeld #ella hunt #screencaps #*

[forasecondtherewedwon]

Fanny Fox and Lavinia Dickinson would be best friends in a crossover, btw.

#babe wake up new weird sister just dropped #Lady Fanny Fox #Lavinia Dickinson #The Artful Dodger #Dickinson

[morphmaker]

forget about "top or bottom" discourse, you're either a bettine or a günderode

#dickinson #emily dickinson #sue gilbert #lavinia dickinson #austin dickinson #thomas wentworth higginson #bettinavonarnim #bettina von arnim #karoline von günderode #goethe's correspondence with a child #bettina brentano #karoline von günderrode #susan dickinson #sue dickinson #morphmaker arts

[rhfffas]

Dickinsibs reunion and HuntFeld crumb 🥺🤧

#emisue #dickinsibs #dickinson #emily dickinson #sue gilbert #lavinia dickinson #austin dickinson #dickinson siblings #huntfeld #hailee steinfeld #ella hunt #anna baryshnikov #adrain enscoe #lgbt #wlw #queer #lgbtqia #gay #sapphic #tv show #dickinson apple tv #lesbian #femslash #wlw ship #emily x sue

[lovelyy-moonlight]

#hailee steinfeld #anna baryshnikov #adrian blake enscoe #dickinson #emily dickinson #lavinia dickinson #austin dickinson #celebrities on social media #celebrities on instagram

[killingfrankie]

vinnie dickinson specificallt from the show dickinson you own my heart <3

#dickinson #lavinia dickinson #emily dickinson #austin dickinson #sue gilbert

[iloveyoutothestarsandback]

I want to acknowledge Lavinia answering with ‘I made a pillow for my cat’ to the question ‘how are you?’

#the amount of awkwardness #dickinson #lavinia dickinson #emily dickinson

[alittlemadness237]

“Because I could not stop for Death –

He kindly stopped for me –

The Carriage held but just Ourselves –

And Immortality.”

- Emily Dickinson

#dickinson #emily dickinson #hailee steinfeld #apple tv plus #sue gilbert #austin dickinson #lavinia dickinson #emily norcross dickinson #edward dickinson #dickinson apple tv #emisue

[mariskiwritez]

what i love about Dickinson is that the fact that its a period drama, the contrast of the modern dialogues makes it interesting plus, cinematography and aesthetics is superb

Dickinson (2019-2021)

#wlw love #dickinson series #emisue #lavinia dickinson

[oneofstarkskids]

love letters, roses, and lockets

pairings: emily dickinson x sue gilbert

genre: fluff, angst?

warnings: !lower case text! also it's kind of an AU where sue isn't with austin. !unrevised!

summary: a dickinson valentine's day

*not my gif*

after brushing through her chestnut brown hair and letting the curls drape down her shoulders, emily went to the field to meet with sue.

the brunette's heart was racing with the excitement of secrecy. the idea of women loving women wasn't a very common concept in this day in age. in fact it was an abomination in the eyes of society.

emily never had been one to care what others thought.

besides, loving sue was never a choice. it just kind of...happened. emily caught herself missing the sound of sue's bubbling laughter when she was away.

every time their hands would accidentally brush, it felt like electricity crackling against emily's skin. she longed for that feeling. again and again.

when emily would spiral and get lost in her thoughts, sue became her anchor.

loving sue came naturally. it was exhilarating and sometimes painful, but even if emily was given the choice she would choose to love sue. always.

on her way down the stairs emily's younger sister, lavinia, shouted for her, "emily! mother says you need to complete your afternoon chores before the guests arrive!"

emily practically ignores the comment, as there is only one thing occupying her mind, "yeah, okay! i will."

lavinia knew she wouldn't.

sue was waiting under emily's special tree. she was lost in a book with a far off gaze. as emily approached the spot, hair tousled by the wind, she froze. emily wasn't an artist, but if she were, she would paint a thousand pictures of sue.

instead, she tries to go unnoticed as she takes in the sight of sue's peaceful aura. she traps the memory in her mind, hoping that it never slips away.

her lips tug upward at the corners, ever so slightly, before she runs over to sue.

"emily!" sue says, eyes sparkling, as she sets down her novel.

emily pulls her in for an unexpected kiss. sue's body relaxes against emily's and she holds sue closely to her, but it's never close enough.

neither one of them breaks the kiss until they've surely run out of breath.

emily rests her forehead against sue's and closes her eyes. she savors every sensation and feeling of being near the woman she loves.

sue laughs lightly, "what was that for?"

"tomorrow more hearts will be shattered than those that will be filled with truly requited love," emily replies.

although emily didn't entirely answer sue's question, sue had learned over time to understand some of her lover's riddles.

"valentine's day?" sue asked.

emily nodded with a pout. "i want to show you how much you mean to me, sue."

"oh, emily, i know you love me. you tell me endlessly," sue shakes her head, "you don't need to perform some grand gesture."

emily frowned, "but i do. isn't the greatness of one's love determined by the actions of that person. and if so then i must show you just how much i love you."

"words are not enough," emily whispers softly.

"that's funny coming from a poet," sue quips.

emily can't help but match the smile on sue's face with her own. sue's joy was as contagious as any disease and it spread to emily like wildfire.

emily kissed sue one last time before running back home to prepare everything for the next day.

she slipped past her mother, actively avoiding her chores, and went straight to her room.

she'd already planned to get sue the perfect flowers. she didn't want to buy roses, that's what everyone bought. emily didn't want her love for sue to be diminished to something so common.

no, instead she remembered the kalanchoe integra, one of the many flowers she'd collected and studied. although simple in physical appearance, the plant is known for its long lasting blooms. it's generally associated with love, persistence and prosperity which is exactly what emily wanted to show sue.

another gift she planned to give was jewelry. most people got diamond rings or lockets for their lovers, but emily decided to get sue a compass. yes, a compass to wear around her neck and no it was not functioning.

the dials on the compass point north and they never move. emily thought that she could think of it as being a reminder that no matter where sue goes, there's only one place emily will ever be. in her heart.

the last present should've been a simple task. nothing but a love letter, and in typical emily fashion, her love letter was in the form of a poem.

and although writing felt like breathing to emily, this poem didn't seem to want to come easily to her.

most days sue was emily's muse. in fact, she didn't know how many poems exactly she'd written about the woman but it had to be a number amongst the thousands.

emily sat at her desk, quill in hand all night long. she was awake when the animals settled and the wind whistled, and she was awake when the sun rose groggily and the birds woke their mothers.

yet all she had written was a single line.

"shit!" she cursed under her breath as she jolted up from falling half-asleep once again.

she looked down at the paper that read, "You know the song inside my heart..."

emily balled up the paper and tossed it aside before burying her face in her hands feeling defeated.

without a knock, emily's mother burst into her room with a smile, "are you coming down for breakfast, emily?"

emily sighed, "yes mother."

her mother showed no concern for emily's condition. after the woman had left, emily sluggishly got up from the chair and dramatically walked over to the door.

her entire family, including sue, was at the table for breakfast.

emily sat down with a slump and propped her elbows up on the table.

"emily, have some manners," her mother snapped as their irish maid, maggie, dishes out breakfast.

william, emily's father, sits quietly reading the paper.

emily sighs loudly hoping someone takes notice.

nobody does.

she sighs again.

"emily, are you alright?" sue asked.

emily pouted, "no. i think i have...i can't even say it, it's too painful."

"you're ill?" emily's mother questions.

"yes, indeed. ill with an awful contagious disease that kills you slowly." emily complains.

everyone gasps.

"a disease that refuses to allow any intelligent thought to take hold in my mind and hinders me from writing the words that describe my truest feelings."

william pulls his paper down and arches a brow in confusion.

lavinia rolls her eyes at emily's performance, "she has writers block."

"oh," william says uninterested, "served you right. a woman is not meant to be a poet."

oh god...not this again, emily thought to herself. her father tried to crush her dreams almost daily, but she was quite a head strong young woman.

"william," emily's mother says warningly.

emily shakes her head, "no mom, let him speak. go ahead. tell me how i'm an embarrassment to the family name. how i'm unnatural or unusual and that no man will ever love a woman who wants to write."

"emily that's enough," william says sternly.

emily sits there for a minute as tears start to glaze over her eyes due to her father's lack of compassion. she pushes her chair back and rushes out of the kitchen.

the front door is slammed so violently that the table shakes and a glass shatters onto the floor.

emily's mother shakes her head in annoyance, "maggie." she directs towards the shattered glass and maggie goes to get a broom.

"excuse me," sue says politely before chasing after emily through the field.

emily feels her heart in her chest. it beats so ferociously she thinks it will leap away. all she hears is whipping of the wind.

she finally stops, far away from the house, and stares up at the sky. her chest rises and falls heavily as she tries to catch her breath.

she was so caught up with herself that she doesn't notice sue standing beside her. sue's hair was disheveled and her lips were parted in an attempt to get air into her lungs.

"emily," she says softly.

emily turns to sue.

sue reaches her hand up and brushes hair out of emily's face. her eyes are filled with sympathy.

emily squeezes her eyes shut as sue's fingertips dance along her skin.

"maybe he's right. maybe i'm not a poet. maybe i'm just a hopeless woman who has no talent and no worth and never will," emily winces as if her own words stabbed her in the chest.

sue smiles and shakes her head, "no emily. that isn't true. you're a woman and a poet which is twice as better than any man deserves."

sue can tell emily is still unconvinced, "emily, your poetry is more than just words. it's art. it's like a melody that i can't get out of my head. or a far off land in a book that i yearn to travel to. emily, i love your poetry...because it's you."

emily leans in and grants sue a fervid kiss. words are not spoken between the two, but the confessions lie between their flushed lips.

I love you, forevermore

#lavinia dickinson #emily dickinson #sue gilbert #dickinson #emilysue #emily dickinson x sue gilbert #valentines day #lgbtq #fanfiction #hailee steinfeld #ella hunt

[uncleasad]

Dickinson 1x03 felt like it was half an episode, in that its only purpose was to reveal Emily and Sue’s feelings to Austin and drive Sue away as Emily and Austin fought, suffocating her with their discord.

While in the first episode I thought perhaps Austin didn’t have true romantic feelings for Sue—that he only pursued her because she wasn’t interested in him—this episode began to disprove that. I do think there is some “male pride” driving his actions, but I believe he has genuine affection for her. See also the “muse” scene in 1x04, and his eager willingness to cover Sue’s debts and buy her dress when she suggested postponing the announcement of the wedding until she was no longer penniless.

Contrary to what Jane said, though, it feels like Emily is more in love with Sue than Sue is with Emily—that is, they are both in love with each other, as multiple events so far have shown, but it feels like a bigger part of Emily’s life, and a stronger pull, than for Sue. Likewise, it’s hard to get a bearing on Sue’s true feelings for Austin…she doesn’t appear to love him nearly as much as she does Emily—both Dickinson siblings are more enamored of Sue than Sue is with either of them!—but does she love him at all? Or has she only accepted his proposal, in a time of loss, to put an end to his pursuit of her and as something of a lifeline out of penniless orphanhood? And now she is trying every way to drag out the engagement and postpone the wedding, the true reasons for which only she knows. If Sue had a stable home like Emily, would she have continued to politely rebuff Austin just as Emily has done with George?

It was fascinating to see Emily suggest the party to Sue—who naturally agreed with Emily—and then Austin immediately give in to please Sue, when he had been dead-set against the idea coming from Emily and Lavinia!

Honorable mention: Lavinia’s crushing on the town bad boy, who seems hilariously the same as every television bad boy of the past half-century or so (also the local opium supplier!).

In 1x04, though, a full plot arc was back. We began and ended with the magnificent heirloom Dickinson oak—Emily’s favorite companion—and had many adventures in between!

I feel bad for George, because it’s clear to us that Emily is never going to choose him, no matter how loyal and useful he is…but I also get the sense that George genuinely likes Emily, so no matter the outcome—unless, by some strange series of events, she chooses someone else—he’s happy to spend time with her and to woo her, and, for a moment on the train, live the fantasy of a married couple.

Thoreau really is a piece of work! I almost wish George published the truth of his “interview”—and speaking of the college literary magazine, what happened to Emily’s poem that was to be published in it, already at the printer’s when she announced it, because she told Thoreau that she had never been published. Did Edward somehow force them to reprint the issue to save his reputation?

Another fun contrast between the two elder Dickinson siblings: both Emily and Austin have the same muse in Sue, yet Austin’s poem is no better than a trite schoolboy rhyme. I wonder whether Edward chose Austin to prepare a poem to spite Emily after her rude interruption, to test or spur on Austin, or both? (Or simply because it would cause him to lose face if he allowed his daughter to exhibit her intellectual and literary talents in public? I thought it seemed clear to him that he knew which child would be capable of producing a suitable poem for the occasion, and the results bore that out.)

On the Lavinia front, following her poor choice of men in the previous episode, and after wandering around town bizarrely in her “Indian headdress,” once Lavinia confesses the cause of her sadness, Mrs Dickinson’s “what makes you think the Indians would want you?” has got to set some sort of record for cruelty.

Once again, though, Emily is able to get her way; Edward undergoes an unexplained (Austin’s awful verse?) change of heart and decides to save the great tree. Somehow, in spite of Emily’s argument with him in front of Robert Picardo, she was the least-embarrassing Dickinson child this episode 😂

#musings #Dickinson #Dickinson 1x03 #Dickinson 1x04 #Emily Dickinson #Sue Gilbert #EmiSue #Austin Dickinson #Lavinia Dickinson #George Gould #Edward Dickinson #Emily Norcross Dickinson

[avoyagetoarcturus]

Oh Drummydoodles, we’re really in it now... 🐱

Lavinia paper doll in the

Actual Dickinson House

Totally normal about going on my first tour ever there and the house being full of furniture that was actually used in the show, such as this bed that Hailee and Ella made out in

#lavinia dickinson #anna baryshnikov #dickinson #dickinson fan art #dickinson fanart #dickinson season 1 #paper dolls