#awae 3x06

[enchanted-keys]

#savage queen

[shirbertshitposts]

The newspaper team: So what topics does everyone want to write about for the Fair Issue?

Anne:

[avonleas-anne]

"May I give you a kiss?"

[siriusly-parker]

diana: sooooo you do like gilbert?

anne:

[sradepotter]

[autistic-stedebonnet]

3x05

•••

3x06

In which Winnie isn’t at the fair, and also, Gilbert isn’t courting her.

Anne adjusted her bow for the millionth time that day and smoothed down her perfectly unwrinkled skirts.

“Anne for goodness sake!” Marilla cried. “You’re acting as if we’re going to meet the Queen, it’s just Bash and Gilbert.”

Exactly, Anne thought to herself. Gilbert. Despite her apparent anxiety though, Anne was determined to have a wonderful day. This probably would’ve been easier if she wasn’t being forced to spend it with Gilbert though. She felt like a lamb to slaughter.

•

The ride to the fair passed soon enough. Thankfully Anne’s giddiness couldn’t be lessened by even the presence of Gilbert Blythe beside her. She bounced up and down on her heels as they waited in something that was more of an organized cluster than a line.

As soon as her cake was settled, Matthew and Marilla sent her off with 10 cents and instructions to stay with Gilbert, or Diana if they found each other.

Anne practically sprinted from the tent, half hoping that Gilbert wasn’t trailing after her. Who was she kidding though, of course he was right on her heels. He was like a baby goat sometimes, always following her.

“Is this your first county fair?” Gilbert asked casually

Anne closed her eyes and took a deep breath. This was Gilbert. He was her friend and she would not allow herself to fly into a temper over her own internal conflicts. She nodded briskly at his question and continued weaving her way through the crowds, staring in awe at every booth, performance and extravagantly dressed person she could see.

“Isn’t it wonderful?” She sighed, not even realizing that she’d clutched Gilbert’s forearm in her joy. When she did though, she shoved him away forcefully and cleared her throat, turning her head to conceal her reddened face. Much to Anne’s relief, she spotted Diana at that very moment. Without so much as an explanation to the boy beside her, she ran off to her bosom friend.

“Diana!” Anne hissed, snatching the baffled girl’s arm. “I need to speak with you about a matter of utmost importance.”

After composing herself, Diana arched a knowing eyebrow. “Does this have anything to do with a certain young and may I say, very confused boy?” She asked, glancing over at Gilbert who was too far to hear their whispered conversation, but close enough to see Diana smirking.

“Yes it does!” Anne whined. “I have to spend the whole day with him, I don’t know what I’ll do!”

Diana let out an overly dramatic sigh. “You two are ridiculous.”

“Am not,” Anne retorted, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Yes you are. He so obviously likes you, and you admitted your feelings for him just yesterday! Just go and tell him how you feel and live happily ever after.”

Diana’s face softened upon seeing Anne’s stricken expression. She placed a comforting hand on the redheads arm and smiled encouragingly. “Good luck, I have to go.” And with that, she left Anne alone with Gilbert Blythe and her horrible feelings.

•

“Anne, are you alright?”

Anne nodded crisply and forged onwards. “Yes Gilbert, I am perfectly content. I can’t imagine what would lead you to believe otherwise.”

“You’ve just been awfully quiet today, and normally when you’re excited you get very... passionate,” Gilbert explained, his voice becoming significantly more wary as the sentence continued. “I hope I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You did nothing of the sort, I’m just caught up in my thoughts.” Caught up in her thoughts indeed. But upon noticing a man selling ice cream, her thoughts seemed to be lost to the wind. “Oh, Gilbert!” She squealed, having forgotten her romantical predicament for a moment. “I haven’t had ice cream since the church picnic years ago!” She sighed, skipping over to the booth and pulling out her meager 10 cents. “Marilla claims it’s a right waste of milk, but I find the delicacy quite divine,” she explained to Gilbert, her back turned on the booth while she waited for her companion to join her.

But her sunny disposition was soon dashed as the seller proclaimed that she’d have to pay 12 cents for the ice cream.

“Oh drat!” Anne cried. “I’m just two cents short.” She examined the money in her hand with a disappointed sigh. “Oh well, I suppose Marilla would scold me for spending all my money on food anyhow.”

Gilbert cleared his throat and Anne looked up at him with an inquisitive expression. “Yes?”

“I, uh... I could give you the 2 cents,” he offered.

Anne gaped at him. “Absolutely not, Gilbert Blythe!”

“Why not?”

“I simply won’t have you wasting your money on me,” Anne said. “It’s only a minor disappointment, I do think I’ll live. And besides, there’s probably something more sensible for me to spend my money on anyhow.”

“Then I’ll pay the whole 12 cents. In fact, I’ll buy us both ice cream.” He smirked at her and stood up straight, proud to have rendered Anne Shirley-Cuthbert speechless, if only for a second.

“Wh-what, but, but I-“ Anne sputtered. “I didn’t ask you to, you don’t have to.”

“I’m not doing it out of obligation, I’m doing it because i’m trying to be nice!” Gilbert snapped, his frustration quickly growing. “We’re friends right?”

“Y-yes, we’re friends.”

“Then let me do something nice for you.”

Anne opened her mouth, then closed it again. A voice in the back of her head that sound strikingly familiar to Diana, told her to stop being so stubborn and let him do this. Then there was Cole, practically taunting her with the notion that Gilbert could ever like her. “Fine.”

•

Oh no. Oh noooo. No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Anne’s eyes grew wide. There was no way she’d be able to pass by the tunnel of love with Gilbert and not blush profusely. She glanced around frantically, but she was already almost late and taking any other way to the cake competition would make her just that, late. If she just kept her head down and walked faster and- Gilbert stopped. Why did Gilbert stop?!

“Gilbert?” Anne squeaked, her entire body shaking like a rock during a violent earthquake.

“Anne, are you okay?”

“Yes i’m fine!”

“Really? Because we’ve been walking around for hours and the only actual conversation we had was you yelling at me,” Gilbert said.

“I-I don’t- I... ugh!” Anne dug her heels into the ground in frustration and clenched her fists at her side. Why couldn’t she just say it? Get it over with? Rejection was inevitable so what did it matter?

“Anne...” Gilbert’s expression was one of exasperation, but his eyes told a different story. They seemed to be digging straight into Anne’s soul, searching for something.

“Gilbert? Can I ask you something?”

“You just did.”

“Ha ha, you’re hilarious. Really, can I?”

“Go ahead.”

Anne pushed away the fact that they were directly in front of the tunnel of love and forged onward. “Why do you look at me like that?”

Gilbert blanched. “I... um... look at you like, like what?”

“Like you’re...” Anne trailed off, grasping for a way to put this into words. “Like you’re looking for something. Like you’re trying to see into my soul.”

Gilbert nodded slowly and stepped closer to Anne. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled that crooked smile that made Anne’s stomach do somersaults. “Because I am,” he replied simply.

“You’re... looking for... what?” Anne’s sentence was so quiet, no one but them could’ve heard it even in the most silent of rooms.

His eyes seemed to double in...whatever they were. They searched her, once again looking, hoping for something. “Anne, I...”

“You?...”

He cupped her cheek in his calloused hand and Anne was sure he could hear her heart pounding. She could’ve easily pulled away, ran like she always did. But she didn’t. She didn’t and then he was kissing her.

It was warm and safe and felt so incredibly right. For a split-second, Anne froze. Her muscles tensed and her entire body seemed to freeze over. But then he began to pull away and she realized that she didn’t want him to. She grasped the lapels of his shirt and pulled him closer to her.

There were no fireworks, or sparks, or rainbows, but there should’ve been. Because this moment, to Anne, felt as if destiny was being fulfilled. Like they were made of stardust from the same star, and were finally coming together after millennia of separation. Two coiled ribbons unraveling and twisting around each other in inexplicable harmony.

They finally pulled away from a desperate need for air, but their foreheads stayed pressed together.

“I love you Anne Shirley-Cuthbert,” Gilbert murmured.

Anne swallowed and bit the inside of her cheek. Love? He loved her? Did she love him? Of course she did. Denial was obviously not an option any more and it seemed as if that kiss had opened a door... no, not a door. It cleared a cloudy sky and revealed the golden sun.

“I love you too, Gilbert Blythe.” And then she jumped back and gasped. “Oh no, the cake contest!”

Gilbert laughed, a deep throaty laugh in which he threw his head back, turning his face to the sky.

“Oh I’m so late, oh no!” And with that, she ran, but for once, she wasn’t running away, she was barreling straight into something, and it felt so good.

[fantrash]

This is gonna happen right?

Lilo=Minnie May

David=Gilbert

Nani=Anne

Reenactment:

Minnie May: Don't worry. She thinks you came out of a novel and have an splendid chin. I know. I heard her talking with Diana.

Gilbert: She thinks it's splendid?

[keep-on-reading-on]

AwaE episode 6

TLDR: the episode is a metaphor and it’s a really IMPORTANT ONE I’m sorry it didn’t feel good!!

So I’m seeing a lot of people being like “we’re clowns again” and “Gilbert wasn’t himself” and like yeah same and those emotions are valid, but what I can’t quite wrap my head around is people not liking the episode over that??? Like, this fandom has it so easy. Far worse things have been done to the characterization of central love interests over much longer periods of time and that doesn’t make those characters irredeemable. But what’s more, I feel like the point of this episode is to be a slap in the face of what matters against what we prioritize. Think about it, at the beginning of this episode Anne FINALLY understands her feelings for Gilbert AND admits them(!), then she spends nearly the entire fair either looking for Gilbert, seeking out answers about love and Gilbert, feeling agony over Gilbert and then she literally ASKS TO GO HOME! Anne the (before she realized she loved Gil) bride of adventure wants to miss out on an experience with endless scope for the imagination because she can’t see past the romantic problems she’s run into. (Side note: are we not gonna talk about how out of character that feels for Anne? Cause it’s supposed to. Just like Gil not caring and being unattentive to Anne feels out of character. It’s because love makes us all act like fools and loose sight of ourselves. Anyway...) Then Marilla’s like “how about a new perspective?” And they go on an amazing little adventure (also while they’re flying there’s a comment about ‘can you see Green Gables from here?’ Which is a very deliberate reminder of the fact that Anne, whose problems feel so crushing has things that at some points she never imagined she’d have. Ya know, like a HOME) and after flying she tells Diana her problems seem smaller, hurray! Clarity! But then crap there’s Gilbert and our hearts hurt again, but then this whole thing with Josie comes along because it’s the slap in the face that ANNE needed to remember who she is and what really matters to her — and that’s justice and equality. SO, this message is deliberate in the episode for Anne as much as the viewers. Yes, it is so much fun to obsess over the “will they?won’t they?” and love BUT those things should not be allowed to dull the light inside of you and they should NEVER cloud your judgement of the truth. Final thoughts: Think about how last episode ended; after the dancing and heart eyes we’re brought back to female empowerment and love and in this episode after all of Anne’s heartache and confusion that’s where we go back to as well. It’s easy to “just love being a woman” when you have love and hope and support from other women, but the rest of our true nature is our strength when we are hurting and judged and alone.

[unconsciouslycanadian]

Me watching Anne expose Billy’s ass

[pradapacks]

anne icons

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[thefandomsinhalor]

Jerry: *looks at Diana with heart eyes*

Jerry: *wins something adorable to give to Diana*

Jerry: *shares private moment with her*

Jerry: May I have a kiss?

Me: Right in the middle of the fair? That’s bold.

Diana and Jerry: *actually kiss in the most adorable way*

Me: Frack yes. BOLDNESS IT IS!!

[thevictoriandream]

My type at the start of 2020:

Soft brown curls

From the 19th century

Canadian

A real sweetheart

Handsome

Studies medicine

Gilbert Blythe...

[arcticfrog]

Bash fucking KNOWS it's Anne, he just wants to hear Gilbert say it 👀👀👀

But I bet Winnie is gonna show up at the fair and Gilbert will be all awkward and smiley around her so Bash will think he was referring to her instead of Anne

[avonleas-anne]

"Do you have a crush on Gilbert?"

[homemade-ghosts]

listen...gilbert isn’t stupid, but man...he a dumbass

[sradepotter]

Same Harry, same