do you think there any significance as to why dyl wore his onyx ring on the finger you typically wear your wedding ring?

Dylan would fidget around with the ring and move it to different fingers. This may partially have been just a nervous habit (like how he constantly ran his fingers through his hair) but also probably in part due to his significant loss of weight. The ring must’ve not had a super flush-tight fit on his lanky ring finger so he’d play around with it being lose, move it up and down and switch it to different fingers depending on his level of boredom or anxiety at a given moment.

I have two posts on his revolving, rotating onyx ring here and here

If you could choose to look at any rare picture of Dylan, what would it be? e.g. pictures of him as a baby, the picture of him hugging the cactus, etc. I’d personally like to see a picture of Sue when she was pregnant with Dylan. It might be weird but i think it’d be nice to see that and how happy she probably looked then.

Forget any and how about all? lol There’s so many I’d want to drink in with my eyes, honestly. Dylan playing chess with his dad with the two staring in thoughtful contemplation at the chessboard. Dylan folding origami and patiently showing his friends how to do certain folds, Dylan with his pet rat Snowflake on his shoulder caught in a hearty mid-laugh with it licking his earlobe, Dylan and his brother in a candid shot of goofing off together, Dylan rough housing with his cousins in candid shots, Sue straightening Dylan’s bowtie on prom night, Dylan seriously playing Diablo II with a frown on his forehead, Dylan sitting on the couch watching a movie with one cat sprawled on his lap, the other beside him while he’s mid-snapped kicking back a Dr. Pepper, Dylan resisting taking that group family photo, Dylan making a french omelette in their kitchen..Sue hugging Dylan at Christmastime…….Any that Sue selects to offer up the public eye for whatever her reasoning will be a pleasure to see..with much profound gratitude. 🙂

Alright REB, here’s the drill.. 

When Dylan had enough, he had had enough.  Here’s two prime example recaps of  Mr. V in-charge curbing Eric’s rude and obnoxious nasty behavior with a sense of grace and style.  Because sometimes the one wielding power is not what one would expect; their approach can be a quiet, subtle yet effective force.  Dylan walked softly and carried a big stick. He used it rarely and when he did, Eric got the message and backed the fuck off. 

Amanda Semms: “..was in tears and kept apologizing over and over and over I told him (Dylan) I had insurance and I could file a report, it was my fault and that is when I was told it wasn’t a big deal the car had been hit so many times on the other side I evened it out. I started to calm down. Then the passenger door opened and Eric started yelling at me, something along the lines of I was a stupid bitch, why wasn’t I paying attention to where I was going (I honestly do not remember all of it) I thought for sure he was gonna send his girlfriend to kick my ass or something. (I am a 5’7 109 pound girl most people think they can take me on, I couldn’t believe he was so mad and it wasn’t even his car)  Dylan told him to get back in the car and they took off. I didn’t see them again till the news. [Original Post]

11K version: In January 1999, Jennifer Paavilainen and her friend, Amanda Semm, were involved in a minor car accident with Klebold and Harris.  Semm clipped Klebold’s BMW on the left rear fender while in the school parking lot.  Klebold got out and said not to worry because the car had been hit before.  There was no damage of her friend’s car.  Harris then got out of the passenger side of Klebold’s car and was angry.  Klebold ordered Harris to get back in the car, which he did.  Klebold then got back in the car and drove off.  Dylan told her she shouldn’t worry about it because the car had been hit before. Eric go out of the passanger side of dylan’s car and got angry. Then Dylan ordered him to get back in the car, which he did.” [Original Post]
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Jennifer Harmon: When the teacher told Klebold to put them away, he would slyly slip her one anyway. “Dylan wasn’t a bad guy,” says Harmon. “I never thought he would do something like (the rampage). But they said Eric’s name on TV and I automatically knew Dylan was going to be there. Eric had a persuasion. I think Eric would always tell Dylan that people never liked him, and he was his only true friend.” Jennifer remembers them this way: Dylan smiled. Eric didn’t. Dylan was nice. Eric had a mean streak. One day, Jennifer says, she was singing a song from the German metal group Rammstein – one of the boys’ favorite bands. Eric made fun of her. Dylan told him to stop.”
[Original Post]

I have the feeling that, sometimes, when reading through Columbine blogs, even some of them are a little bit rude towards Eric and there’s always a sweet excuse for Dylan. I don’t know, but it sounds a little hypocritical to me.

thedragonrampant:

Different strokes for different folks, right? Some people go for tiny pissy Rebby, other people go for tall-as-fuck romantic V. Some of us (me!) go for both in near-equal measure and try to make that work. You can usually spot someone’s preferred leaning quite easily in the way they talk about the case. I don’t think it’s hypocritical for a V-blogger to be turned off when Eric’s yakking on and on about destroying shit, nor do I think it’s hypocritical for a Rebby-blogger to eyeroll and go “seriously?” over Dylan’s lamentations. It’s personal preference. You can’t really fault people over that, in my opinion.

I personally try to stay level about them. Doesn’t always work, though. I give Eric a lot of shit on here in the moments where he seriously inspires my inner serial killer, but the minute Dave Cullen and his clan of monkeys arrive I become Eric’s biggest defender and am willing to fight anyone tooth and nail about him. I recognise my younger self in Dylan and feel a degree of kinship with him, but I will seriously confess to going “please stoppp” at all the romantic shit in his journal because I ain’t here for that. I’m not in the habit of making excuses for either one, because.. well.. they’re both mass-murdering fuckheads at the end of the day, despite their differences in personality.

It’s that difference in personality that I think inspires the excuses for Dylan and the rudeness toward Eric: Dylan comes off as the more likeable, seems the easier to get along with, and held onto more friends than Eric ever did. Eric did his best to make himself very unlikeable (come on, you haven’t lived until you’ve gone “what the fuck dude” at Eric Harris) and I think he does present as less amicable than Dyl. It’s his own fault and that’s that, hahaha. 😉

Totally on point.^^ Couldn’t agree more. 

I think it’s a good question for people who don’t bother sympathizing with Eric as much as they do Dylan

Well, the thing is, you can’t really force sympathy out of a person. They either are feeling it or they’re not as much. And while I can and do feel for Eric to a degree, at times, it’s more of an empathetic type thing for Dylan because I relate to him infinitely more. I mean, you could hardly go to an Eric centric blog and anon posture and question why there isn’t more sympathy for Dylan on their blog (*pouts* Damnit!) My blog is about Dylan for resonant personal reasons. I prefer not to make it a competition between the two boys but.. people always just seem to want to go there and push it in that direction. It surprises me that someone does not have a blog dedicated to Eric as far as his personality quirks but also to use examples from the case to study him more closely (though rebsgoddess seems to be rallying for Eric quite eloquently as far as understanding where he is coming from.) Some of you that feel so strongly about Eric might want to consider creating a dedicated blog so that you can fully express that sympathetic angle for him.

Have you ever written any fiction about Dylan? I think you’d be ah-frickin-mazing at it, cause I consider you practically an earthly vessel of him.

Aww, no I haven’t. Tbh, I think I suck at writing let alone the idea of me fic writing. It would probably take me six months just to get one chapter out. haha. And I doubt if y’all could wait that long..
An ‘earthly vessel’ huh? lol o.O.Oh my goodness 😚 weell, now.. thankss for that. 🙂💗

I’m slightly confused at something. Dylan and Devon as you’ve stayed were good friends but in his journals doesn’t he state that he wouldn’t mind killing her because she in a sense ‘stole’ Zach away from him?

First, read the timeline here of when Dylan just newly met Devon and about 1.5 months in, she begans to date his best friends, Zack.  

Dylan then writes about Zach Heckler in his journal 7/23/97:

“My best friend ever: the friend who shared, experimented, laughed, took chances with & appreciated me more than any friend ever did has been ordained … “passed on” … in my book. Ever since (Devon) (who I wouldn’t mind killing) has loved him … that’s the only place he’s been with her …if any- one had any idea how sad I am … I mean we were the TEAM. When him & I were friends, well I finally found someone who was like me: who appreciated me & shared very common interests.”.

So, for one thing, at this point in time, he hardly knows Devon and to him, she is the woman that has stolen his bestie away.

Now, read here and here regarding his nasty ‘kill’ comment about Devon in his journal.

After this incident, Dylan still had nearly 1.5 years beyond getting used to Devon as an item with Zack and they ended up becoming good friends.  Devon calls Dylan her best friend. Devon invited Dylan to her sixteenth b-day party in July ‘98 and they slow danced at prom in April ‘99.  They even talked about going to see a Chemical Brother concert that summer.  They were friends. In the early days, Dylan did not know her well save for the fact that she stole his best friend. Of course he wanted to kill her; he was sore about what she stole from him. If you were in his shoes, wouldn’t you be? 

everyone wants to know about dylan and his love being deep and philosophical and intimate, but what about undoing his shoe laces waiting for him to get off the phone with zach or sitting chatting to sue as dylan finishes up before going on a date, or bickering about what to listen to on his car radio? or curling a lock of damp, morning shower hair behind is head nodding along to him talk passionately about doom with eric in mcdonalds. normal stuff

I don’t find the normalcy in the scenarios you’ve given to be incongruous to the deep, complex, philosophical side of him at all.  But at the end of the day,anyone in a relationship with Dylan would have experienced any number of beautiful things as well as frustrating things about him.  That goes for any one of us really.