How Anyone Can Hate Fanny Price Is So Beyond Me Because How Can You Not Relate To Being Left Out And

how anyone can hate fanny price is so beyond me because how can you not relate to being left out and simultaneously wishing to be included but also knowing that's not what you really want, you just want to be understood and loved by those who actually know you

I am once again asking all the burnt out gifted kids to revisit hoo and consider jason's arc in this series bc this bitch GETS IT. he had always lived his life under the expectations of others and then he loses everything and tries to pick it back up but realizes he's not what he used to be and creates a new path for himself !!!

someone talk to me the way henry talks about fanny <33

"'...with such unpretending gentleness, so much as if it were a matter of course that she was not to have a moment at her own command, her hair arranged as neatly as it always is, and one little curl falling forward as she wrote, which she now and then shook back, and in the midst of all this, still speaking at intervals to /me/, or listening, and as if she liked to listen, to what I said. Had you seen her so, Mary, you would not have implied the possibility of her power over my heart ever ceasing.'"

i literally ceased to exist

"'I could so wholly and absolutely confide in her,' said he;' and /that/ is what I want.'"

he’s such a self absorbed asshole how can people genuinely ship him with fanny 😭 while i also find myself charmed by him, i feel it under delusion! jane austen had no right spewing the most loving things about fanny from our local fboy’s mouth 😍

Every once in a while I’ll come across a post being like “why did Jane Austen throw away Henry Crawford’s redemption arc that’s who Fanny should have married” and I would love for them to explain how a man refusing to accept a woman’s no for months & recruiting her entire shitty family to similarly pressure her into a marriage she doesn’t want was a “redemption arc” and not like more proof that he’s an asshole

...but at the same time there was a pointedness in his manner of asking her which she did not like, and she saw his eye glancing for a moment at her necklace, with a smile—she thought there was a smile—which made her blush and feel wretched.

-Jane Austen, Mansfield Park

Piper: Today is a day of running through hurdles.

Jason: Aren’t you supposed to jump OVER hurdles?

Piper: Whatever. Fear is only something to be afraid of if you let it scare you.