Ian O’Shea and Wanda
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Ian O’Shea and Wanda
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“My name is Jared Howe. I haven’t spoken to another human being in more than two years, so I’m sure I must seem… a little crazy to you. Please, forgive that and tell me your name, anyway.“ “Melanie,” I whisper. “Melanie,” he repeats. “I can’t tell you how delighted I am to meet you.”
“Happy and sad, elated and miserable, secure and afraid, loved and denied, patient and angry, peaceful and wild, complete and empty…all of it. I would feel everything. It would all be mine.”
“Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.”
This place was truly the highest and the lowest of all worlds - the most beautiful senses, the most exquisite emotions.. the most malevolent desires, the darkest deeds. Perhaps it was meant to be so. Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached.
sometimes a bitch is just minding her own business and then she just thinks about the scene where wanda mourns for the lost souls and how ian barely left her side for three days and he stopped eating when he realized she wasn't gonna eat too, for three days, and then
his first thought is to get her to eat something and his second IS THAT HE DOESN'T WANT WANDA TO HATE HIM!!! SIR THIS IS ILLEGAL, THIS ISN'T FAIR TO MY HEART!! AND THEN HE GOES TO GET JEB WHO FINALLY GETS HER TO EAT AND
🥰 Logan Lerman as Ian or just me? 🥺
omg i dont know when this was sent but i only just saw it now as im usually on mobile and well..tumblr is wack with notifications on mobile. anyways i love logan lerman in anything so this?? IM HERE FOR IT.
“Eight full lives,” I whispered against his jaw, my voice breaking. “Eight full lives and I never found anyone I would stay on a planet for, anyone I would follow when they left. I never found a partner. Why now? Why you? You’re not of my species. How can you be my partner?”
“It’s a strange universe,” he murmured.
a stark difference between ian and jared definitely has to be that we got to see ian be remorseful of the actions that ended up harming wanda, trying to gain her trust and respect her choices regardless of who she wanted to be with. whereas with jared, at no point did it truly feel like he regretted anything he did to the soul inside melanie's body. his love obsession with mel and personality as a whole blinded him to what we know, that wanda suffered just as greatly, worse even, than melanie did, both physically and emotionally, because of his clowny ass and his inability to react to the situation in any way than would be expected of a "strong man." ian showed depth and layers that jared just lacked.
if you still dont even consider the gross ass age gap, his only redeeming qualities were that mel loved him, that wanda loved him, and that he was good at surviving. smeyer's "actually he still has feelings for wanda out of mel's body" is bullshit and made no sense to his character.
So Stephanie Meyer can finally release Midnight Sun but not a sequel to The Host....the injustice of it all
how "chapter 8. loved" should have gone
Still, on Earth the Seekers had gained new status. Never before had an occupation gone so awry. Never before had it turned into a fierce and bloody battle. Never before had the lives of so many souls been sacrificed. The Seekers stood as a mighty shield, and the souls of this world were thrice-over indebted to them: for the safety they had carved out of the mayhem, for the risk of the final death that they faced willingly every day, and for the new bodies they continued to provide.
What was it that made this human love so much more desirable to me than the love of my own kind? Was it because it was exclusive and capricious? The souls offered love and acceptance to all. Did I crave a greater challenge? (...) Or was it simply better somehow? Because these humans hate with so much fury, was the other end of the spectrum that they could love with more heart and zeal and fire?
hey I found your blog about six months ago when I re-read the host, and now i'm back at it again. I just wanted to know if you are still active?
so sorry anon i literally disappeared in 2019, absolutely no inspiration would strike me and i had no clue what sort of edits i wanted to create and so i left to have a little bit of a break. Im hoping to start making more edits in 2020 so keep a look out!
the host by stephenie meyer (2008)
O'wanda
This is, kind of my interpretation of “The Origin”, I do not know why, but for some reason I always saw a rocky violet place when reading about it.
I swear Meyer, write the second book so that this Fandom gets revived, it is hard to find content