Office by Alex Penny
(Source: wakingdreamm, via luvtheviking)
We will be one
and that’s how it should be…consensual blood sharing. everything was sookie’s choice. nothing was forced. they are possible.
AMEN!
reblogged for the comments.
(Source: she-wa)
I’ll just sit here…
the tongue game is pretty hot ehehe.
(Source: knightleyh)
![[…] this moment isn’t about carnal union but a spiritual one, a profound interaction that bonds their souls as much as they are already by blood.
Whereas they encountered a sun-drenched meadow, Eric and Sookie wander into snow-dappled woods, finding a bed with fur blankets underneath a dimly lit sky, the snowflakes melting on their skin. It’s a curious juxtaposition of elements: warmth and coolness, comfort and excitement, night and day, passion and friendship. It’s perhaps the moment that Sookie gives into exactly what Adele’s spirit warned her against: she gives Eric her heart. It’s an impossible scene that can only exist in the fragility of dreams, a magical landscape that connects their souls and their hearts, bound by blood, by lust, by love. Sookie realizes the possibility of love here, the notion that she can fall in love after Bill, or in spite of him, that she does love this “new” Eric. But Adele’s words (“it won’t last”) imbue the scene with a sense of dread as well: this is all perhaps fleeting, and Eric’s amnesia—and therefore the couple’s happiness—may be as brief as a snowflake’s life. Time may not exist here, but it marches inexorably on back in the waking world.
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[…] this moment isn’t about carnal union but a spiritual one, a profound interaction that bonds their souls as much as they are already by blood.
Whereas they encountered a sun-drenched meadow, Eric and Sookie wander into snow-dappled woods, finding a bed with fur blankets underneath a dimly lit sky, the snowflakes melting on their skin. It’s a curious juxtaposition of elements: warmth and coolness, comfort and excitement, night and day, passion and friendship. It’s perhaps the moment that Sookie gives into exactly what Adele’s spirit warned her against: she gives Eric her heart.
It’s an impossible scene that can only exist in the fragility of dreams, a magical landscape that connects their souls and their hearts, bound by blood, by lust, by love. Sookie realizes the possibility of love here, the notion that she can fall in love after Bill, or in spite of him, that she does love this “new” Eric. But Adele’s words (“it won’t last”) imbue the scene with a sense of dread as well: this is all perhaps fleeting, and Eric’s amnesia—and therefore the couple’s happiness—may be as brief as a snowflake’s life. Time may not exist here, but it marches inexorably on back in the waking world.
