springdoves
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Moomin takes one look at Snufkin-- in his usual seat on the railing of the bridge Papa made, clutching a fishing rod without a line, face half-buried in his scarf as if that might hide how cherry-red his fever flush is-- and blurts out, “You’re sick!”
“I’m not,” comes the immediate reply. But it comes in such a hoarse, croaky voice that Moomin is taken aback by the blatant untruth.
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- Part 1 of springdoves
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They’re both bigger than they were the first time they slept this way, longer limbs and wider shoulders and, in Moomin’s case, more girth. It takes some maneuvering. Their feet all but dangle off the edge unless they curl up a bit. They used to fall asleep on their respective sides of the bed and wake up a comfortable tangle of limbs; now they just skip ahead to that part.
(Mama asked him once if he’d like a new frame, or perhaps for a second one to be moved in so they wouldn’t have to share anymore, but Moomin emphatically said no, thank you. And Mama just looked at him like she knew a secret and went back to fixing breakfast with a peaceful smile, and didn’t bring it up again.)
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- Part 2 of springdoves
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Yearning desperately for someone isn’t a pleasant feeling, not all the time, but the giddy expectation of seeing them again is sweeter than apricot jam. Moomin is suddenly much closer to understanding part of the reason why Snufkin is so adamant about leaving in the fall.
Most of it has to do with the manner of creature he is, the wanderlust in his heart and the hungry curiosity that drives him from place to place, but perhaps some of it has to do with how nice it is to miss someone you love and be missed by them when you’re away.
"Oh," Moomin says, very still. "Oh, I see."
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- Part 3 of springdoves
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your heart is gold and your hands are cold by taizi
Fandoms: Mumintroll | Moomins Series - Tove Jansson
25 May 2019
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“You know so much about everything, Snufkin,” Moomin says, feeling a little awed. “It’s no wonder why you leave us every year. There are amazing things waiting for you out there.”
A pause. Snufkin hesitates, which is very unlike him-- he usually says exactly what he’s thinking. Slowly, carefully, he says, “There are amazing things waiting for me here, too. That’s why I always come back.”
Moomin lays there looking at him, and feels very warm. Like someone poured a cup of tea into his heart, on just the right side of burning. It’s absurdly comfortable, and Moomin is absurdly happy.
Snufkin looks back at him with serious eyes, reaching across the tiny space between them to touch Moomin's face with gentle fingers.
“I’ll always come back,” he says, like it’s a promise.
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- Part 4 of springdoves
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to be loved (and to be in love) by taizi
Fandoms: Mumintroll | Moomins Series - Tove Jansson
19 May 2019
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“So it wasn’t true then? What you said before?”
Snufkin blinks slowly at him. Moomin clarifies, “You told them you were spoken for.”
“Oh, yes. That’s true.”
Heartbreak is a physical thing, as it turns out. Moomin didn’t know that until now, looking at his best friend and great love and feeling like his whole chest is going to come apart.
“Oh,” he says. “I’m happy for you, Snufkin.”
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- Part 5 of springdoves
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all you gotta do’s knock on my door by taizi
Fandoms: Mumintroll | Moomins Series - Tove Jansson
08 Jun 2019
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“A twenty foot fall is not nothing.” The Joxter’s quiet tone has taken a sharp turn. “If I hadn’t caught you—“
“But you did,” Snufkin says, his own hackles rising. “And I said thank you. There is nothing else to talk about.”
“We could talk about risking your life for an animal. A bluebird,” the Joxter says in distaste, “one of a hundred thousand bluebirds. What’s next? Will you help an injured creep cross the river? Save a squirrel kit from a landslide?”
An argument, Snufkin realizes, his stomach turning sour.
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- Part 6 of springdoves
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The stars are falling. Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of them are dashing across the sky. Moomin has never seen anything like it.
“We could have watched from the hill with the others,” Snufkin says, his voice just as low, just as awed. “We probably could have seen them just as well from there. But—”
“It’s special,” Moomin says right away, understanding.
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- Part 7 of springdoves