#Carol Lawson

[whenibecameaparentireadbooks]

Teddy Power

Teddy Bear Teddy Bear By Carol Lawson Chrysalis Books, 1993 I never had a teddy bear. Like Linus in Charlie Brown I had a comfort blanket. The only stuffed toy I remember having is one my youngest daughter has now: an off white mouse wearing blue dungarees and a matching blue cap. It looks a bit like a sad rodent Super Mario that has spent too much time doing the plumbing while Mario is…

[wanderingmind867]

So. Carol Danvers makes her triumphant debut as Chief of Security at a US Missile Base. For the 60s, that feels pretty progressive. Also, Captain Mar-Vell manages to somehow convince a whole missile base that he's the dead Dr. Walter Lawson. And that's fun. We got alien espionage amongst the US military. (Marvel Super-Heroes #13):

[artemlegere]

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

"You know what’s a great metaphor for love? Sleeping beauty. Because you have to plow through this incredible thicket of thorns in order to get to beauty, and even then, when you get there, you still have to wake her up. " ~ David Levithan

Illustration • Sleeping Beauty • Carol Lawson

[firelance2361]

What If...Ms. Marvel Was Trapped In Time?

Sorry if I’ve been a bit absent lately, but to make up for that, here’s a retro-inspired piece I did for a retro-esque What If…? Scenario idea I had, bringing a few different aspects of the MCU together. Apologies again if you find it a little long, but here we go:

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In this universe, after Kamala reunited her grandmother Sana with her father Hasan, she got cornered and confronted by Najma, demanding her to hand over her Bangle. During their tussle for the Bangle, it accidentally got knocked off of Kamala's arm, causing it to return to the past without her. As Kamala watched in horror as her way home was gone in an instant, Najma grabbed her and threatened her with her blade, prepared to kill her, until Kamala managed to knock her back with a chunk of Noor energy, allowing her to escape into the crowd.

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Now stranded in the past with no known way to return home, Kamala quickly finds some era-appropriate attire left behind from the Partition, using them to blend in and disguise herself from both the British and the Clandestines alike. 

As she makes her way through the country of India, she finally makes it to Aisha and Hasan's old homestead, finding it still deserted an damaged from the mass move. Correctly assuming that the temple that Najma told her about must be nearby, Kamala attempts asking some of the nearby folks for direction or any clues to the site. Eventually, she ran into one of Haas's old friends, who was able to inform her of where the temple was located.

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After walking some time through the dense forest terrain, Kamala eventually arrives at the temple, finding it still in ruins from the British attack. Dismayed, but not undeterred, Kamala looks around the site for any way in, eventually finding one hidden underneath a small shrub. Kamala then climbs through the tight spacing, trying not to get crushed underneath, until she finally manages to get to where Aisha and the Clandestines said the Bangle was found. As she admires the design of the Temple, she then notices the strange symbol of the floor covered by debris. Upon lifting up the debris, she recognizes it as the symbol of the Ten Rings, which astounds her even more.

As Kamala searches around the Ten Rings temple, trying to see if there were any other means to return home hidden inside of it, a Kree soldiers catches her from behind, telling her not to move. Kamala stands there terrified, worried about who may be behind her, The Kree soldier then orders Kamala to show herself and hand over the Bangle. 

Kamala then reluctantly turns around terrified at the possible end of her life, only for her fear to turn to glee to discover that it’s none other than a young Mar-Vell, the mentor of her future hero Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel. After a moment of excitedly fangirl-ing over getting to meet her favorite superhero’s mentor - and clumsily explaining and convincing Mar-Vell that she’s from the future - she then asks for Mar-Vell's reasoning or being here in the temple. Mar-Vell tells her that she was sent to Earth to investigate the Quantum anomaly caused by the Bangle that sent Kamala into the past.

Since Kamala doesn’t want to risk using the Bangle that Sana and Hasan have out of concern of damaging the timeline and her family history, she pleads for Mar-Vell to aid her in finding another way to return to the present. When Mar-Vell asks why she should risk her status for her, Kamala reciting to Mar-Vell her desire to end wars, not to fight them, saying that it led to great things in the future.

After contemplating Kamala's offer for a moment, Mar-Vell decides to help out the young fan of hers. When the Kree radios to Mar-Vell to report, she manages to make an excuse to keep the Kree away from the planet for now, saying that she will handle it. As both Mar-Vell and Kamala are leaving the temple, however, Najma and the other Clandestines notice them from afar, planning to follow them to their target. 

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The two ladies then travel around the city, looking for possible clues to get Kamala home. When she asks about possibly using the other Bangle, Mar-Vell explains that its location has been searched for for millennia, but no one has managed to find it. Mar-Vell also explains the origins of the Quantum Bands, saying that they were used to create the UNTN across the galaxy, allowing for galactic transfer, but that overloading one or both of them could lead to a rip in the space-time continuum.

Both Marvels then brainstorm potential nearby allies in this era who can help them to find an answer to this dilemma. It’s only when Mar-Vell name-drops figures like the Eternals that Kamala gets the perfect idea of where to go next.

Both travel over to Mumbai, where Kingo is currently working on his newest Bollywood production, and to their luck, they find in the audience Ajak the Prime Eternal visiting her friend due to all the commotion from the Partition. After watching and waiting for the performance to be done, Kamala and Mar-Vell confront the two of them about their dilemma, with the former using her knowledge of the future to prove that she knows about the Eternals, much to Ajak's surprise.

Upon telling them they need to get Kamala back to the year 2025, Ajak puts in a reluctant but necessary call to Phastos, who was still hesitant to help out humanity after the chaos of WWII. After a few days and some proper paperwork, they managed to get Phastos over to Mumbai without and international concern. After explaining the entire story of Kamala's time-traveling escapades, Phastos agrees to help them, but just for this and nothing more.

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After using one of his devices to scan Kamala's physiology, he tells them that since the Bangle activated her mutant abilities, there may be traces of its energy inside of her that they can use. The only question they have left is how they can find a trigger for the energy need to produce successful time-travel, Kamala then brings up how the Avengers used Pym Particles to shrink deep into the Quantum Realm, traveling through time vortexes to get to their destination.

That gives Phastos an idea for how to proceed further. After taking a small sample of Kamala's DNA for use, he gets to work with Ajak on the device to get Kamala home, with some engineering assistance from Mar-Vell on the side.

After a few hours of working o the device, Mar-Vell manages to find some time to chat with Kamala about the whole experience, to which they both say is extremely crazy. When Mar-Vell asks about her future self. Kamala is hesitant to answer that question, knowing that the answer may result in a dangerous divergence to the future. After some reluctancy, Kamala eventually decides to tell Mar-Vell about what happened to her in the future. 

She explains how in the future, Mar-Vell decided to help the Skrulls in finding a new home, working under Project P.E.G.A.S.U.S as Dr. Wendy Lawson to build a Light-Speed Engine. She explains how in the 80's she worked with Kamala's hero Carol Danvers on the project, and how they become close friends.

When Mar-Vell asks about what happened after, Kamala is hesitant to tell her about her eventual death in 1989, but her silence gives the Kree warrior enough of an answer. Despite Kamala's attempts to apologize for it, Mar-Vell tells her that it's okay, saying that if she had died then at least it was for a worthy cause. As the two of them look out among the desolation caused by the Partition, and Mar-Vell likens it to what the Kree had been doing to the Skrulls, saying that it is a shameful and unfair way. She laments to Kamala about her growing dissonance with the Kree Empire, wondering if anything she does will make a difference to change it. Kamala comforts her, telling her all of the tales of Captain Marvel that she admired growing up, saying that the lessons she taught to her helped turned the tide of the future. 

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Mar-Vell smiles at that, thinking her new friend Ms. Marvel for giving her hope to keep going. Immediately Kamala gets again excited hugging her, glad that the two Marvels are besties now, to which Mar-Vell reciprocates.

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Eventually, Phastos manages to get the device up and ready. Assembling everybody into the room, Phastos presents to them an Artificial Quantum Band. Using reverse-engineered Pym Particles and the energy signature of Kamala's Noor abilities, Phastos explains that the Band uses Kamala's energy to supercharge the particles, creating a reaction to open a portal similar to the one that sent her to the past. When Ajak asks if the device will work, Phastos says that while there , that they can make it work. While everyone is hesitant, Kamala agrees to take the risk if it will get her home, to which everyone else agrees. After giving Kamala the Band, they activate it, which then channels the leftover Quantum energy the of Bangle left in Kamala, fueling and charging up the Band. However, before they can actually use the device, the Clandestines show up at the building, with Najma demanding that they give her the Band, wanting to use it to return to the Noor dimension. Mar-Vell asks Kamala if she knows them, to which she explains that they are the the same kind of people as her grandmother, who betrayed her because she wanted not to leave her daughter Aisha. She also adds that the leader Najma is the mother of her friend Kamran in her timeline, to which everyone agrees to find awkward.

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An annoyed Najma then lunges for the band, and the two sides begin to duke it out, with Clandestine weapons, Noor energy, and all around craziness ensues as everyone attempts to get the band. Eventually, Najma manages to knock Mar-Vell back, trying again to take Kamala's way home for herself. As the two tussle again for control of the band, Najma accidentally activates it, opening a portal to the future. Seeing this as her chance, Najma throws Kamala aside, running for the portal, only for Mar-Vell to grab her with her Magnetron Gauntlets, flinging her away from the vortex. 

The two Marvels engage the Noor warrior, desperately trying to keep her from escaping with the others, but Najma manages to slash at Mar-Vell's gauntlets, breaking them before throwing her into Kamala. She then attempts to make a run for the portal again, finally prepared to escape to wherever it takes her, but Kamala manages to grab her ankle with an embiggened fist long enough for Kingo to land the knock-out blow against a nearby pillar, rendering her unconscious.

Unfortunately, the victory is short lived, as the portal slowly began to close in front of them; Mar-Vell tells Kamala to go now while she has the chance. She then gives Mar-Vell a tearful hug goodbye thanking her for helping her get home, and she in turn thanks Kamala for giving her hope for a better future. Before Kamala leaps through, she tells Mar-Vell to make sure that she finds Carol, for both their future's sakes. Mar-Vell promises her to do so, saying farewell to the future Ms. Marvel.

With that, Kamala leaps through the vortex, returning to her time period just as the portal closes in an explosive blast, knocking everybody back. Mar-Vell slowly awakes, seeing both the portal and Kamala now gone, meaning it worked. The heroes breathe a sigh of relief, glad that their efforts were a success. That's when the Kree contact Mar-Vell again, demanding for her to explain what has happened on C-53. Mar-Vell, now inspired by her time-traveling friend to make a better future, tells the Kree that she's officially done with their Empire, before breaking her comm by stomping on it.

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After the other Clandestines are handed over to the nearby authorities, Mar-Vell stands at her ship prepared to return to space, thanking Ajak, Kingo, and Phastos for their help in this Quantum craziness. When Ajak asks what she'll do now and if she'll ever return, Mar-Vell says that she will someday if what Kamala said is true, and that right now she's gonna put right some things that the Kree made wrong with their war against the Skrulls, no matter how long it takes. They all say goodbye to her as she departs the planet, prepared to help out whoever she can, looking forward to the future with nothing but hope.

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Sorry (again) for the lengthy bio for this piece, but with all the craziness going on with Marvel Animation recently, I thought this would be an interesting What If...? idea to explore as we go further into the greater Multiverse Saga.

Let me know what you guys think, and I hope you like it!

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[chelleinyy]

Based on @asharkapologist 's Inkember post.

I can imagine Abigail in Isabel's part here, and and Justin, who is Ebenezer, just disregards her. Them in Ivory Hill - Capitol Peak fr.

[webshootersandwingdings]

Carol Danvers face-to-face with the Super Skrull without knowing it in Captain Marvel (1968) #3

[skyler10fic]

Home for the Holidays: New Year’s Wishes

A short follow-up to Home for the Holidays: Evergreen Lane (Ao3 | Tumblr)

Summary: Carol gets two heart-warming surprises for New Years.

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Back in the city, Carol grimaced at the stiffness of her new skates. She called to Daisy that she’d just be a minute and skated off the ice to sit on a bench. As she fumbled with the laces, adjusting here and there, she heard her name. 

“Carol? Is that Carol Danvers?” A beautiful woman with short white hair and bright eyes stood in awe. 

“Aunt Wendy?” Carol sat up. “I … thought you were in California?”

“I’m in town for New Year’s and some friends thought it would be fun to skate for the evening. Are you living here now?”

“Yeah! Yeah, I work with Stark Industries, a few blocks away,” Carol explained. She noticed Aunt Wendy’s eyes dart to her laces. Before she could explain, Daisy skated up to the rink wall. 

“Hey, you okay?” Daisy checked in. 

“Aunt Wendy,” Carol introduced with a slight hesitation but a defiant set to her jaw. “This is my girlfriend, Daisy Coulson. Daisy, this is Wendy Lawson, my mom’s sister.” 

Daisy stuck out a hand and held on to the wall with the other. “Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Lawson.” 

“Oh, just Wendy, please.” Wendy shook it with a curious smile. She turned back to Carol with a twinkle in her eye. “You know what’s odd? I hadn’t heard from my sister in nearly seven years until I got a call from her on Christmas Day. I thought it might have been the season, forgive and forget and all that for the holidays, but she didn’t mention you had a girlfriend. Only that I should get in touch. And here you are.” 

Daisy took a deep breath, watching Carol cautiously and ready to step in if needed.

A middle-aged brunette woman approached. “Hey honey,” she said to Wendy and held up her phone, “I’m just going to step out for a call.” She waved to Carol and Daisy.

“That’s my wife, Victoria. She’s very busy.” Wendy raised her eyebrows in anticipation of Carol’s reaction. 

Carol stared after Victoria and back to Aunt Wendy. “That’s why you disappeared? You’re… you’re like me?” 

“Things were a lot different 10 years ago, Carol. I couldn’t stay. Not that your parents would have wanted me to.” She let out a bitter laugh. “After I told them, they said I wasn’t allowed to see you or your brother. As if I was contagious or something. But it seems their efforts were in vain.” 

Aunt Wendy sent a satisfied smile to Daisy, still watching and listening from the rink wall. 

“Wendy,” Daisy interjected. “Would you like to skate with us?” But Wendy hesitated, looking for Carol’s approval.

“I’d love to catch up,” Carol confessed. “There’s so much I’d like to ask you, and a lot that you should probably know if she didn’t mention us.” Carol pointed to Daisy and back to herself. 

Aunt Wendy agreed and the three of them skated together as they talked. At the end of the night, they exchanged numbers and email addresses with the promise to stay in touch. 

Outside the rink, as they were saying goodbye, Aunt Wendy placed a hand on Carol’s shoulder. 

“You haven’t lost all your family, Carol. I’m here any time you need me. And you two come visit in California, okay?” She smiled at Daisy too. Carol hugged her and they parted ways. 

“You okay?” Daisy asked as they walked away, skating bags at their sides. 

Carol nodded and swallowed before she could speak. “Yeah, that just… that meant a lot to me. I know I have you and your family, but to have her say that…” 

“Oh babe, yeah, of course it would.” Daisy shifted her skating bag and took Carol’s hand as they walked. They stopped at Daisy’s car. “You’re not alone, okay? Not in any of this. And now you know your aunt has been there too. Hey, I have an idea. What if we go stay with them this summer?” 

“Yeah, I’d like that, if you know, we stay in touch and the timing is right for them too and the offer’s still on the table.” Carol shivered as this new reality sunk in. She had an aunt to go visit far away. Family who not only loved and supported her but who understood exactly.

Daisy walked around to the driver’s side. “C’mon, for now, it’s winter and I’m freezing.” 

Carol gratefully got in the car and they drove back to Daisy’s place, where they were spending the night to prepare for their New Year’s Eve party. 

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The next evening, decorating and food prep and music set up went faster than anticipated, so they were ready on time, but their guests were late. 

Daisy was stunning as always, in the dress and necklace Carol had gotten her for Christmas and strappy heels. Carol wore a loose open blazer, a white flowy blouse, and black slacks, with bouncing waves Daisy had done to perfection. 

“Wait here.” Daisy held up a hand as they stood in front of Daisy’s couch. “Just. Have a seat. I have a surprise.” 

She emerged from her bedroom a few seconds later with a small box. Carol’s heart jumped, but it was longer and flatter than a traditional ring box. Still, Daisy knelt in front of her and opened the box to reveal a key, painted sparkling red and gold. 

“I know you are trying to decide on whether to renew your lease, and your roommate is taking most of the shared furniture so you’d have to buy all this new stuff, and I just thought, you practically live here anyway, why not make it official?” 

Carol stuttered. “Is this? To?” She pointed at Daisy’s front door. 

“Yeah. Move in with me? Make this our home.” Daisy looked down at the key and then back up at Carol’s stunned face shyly. “Together?” 

“Yes!” Carol finally got out. “Oh, my god. Yes.” She pulled Daisy up to the couch and kissed her deeply. In spectacular timing, the doorbell rang as their first guests started to arrive. Daisy watched as Carol subtly slid the key onto her keyring, where it hung like any ordinary key and not a momentous step in their relationship. 

They started the music and answered the door, as a full night of friends and food and partying began. At midnight, they turned on the TV to watch the ball drop in Times Square. Carol pulled Daisy in close and watched her instead of the countdown. 

“4… 3… 2… 1…” everyone else shouted. Carol and Daisy shared a New Year’s kiss to remember as a romantic start to their new chapter. 

[randomshyperson]

Five Times Carol Danvers Kisses You

Summary: The five times Carol Danvers kisses you until you two finally get together. 

Warnings: Mentions but nothing explicit, a lot of fluff, mutual pining (and typical angst of trope), best friends to lovers, pre-canon-compliant (takes place before Carol is taken), kissing, happy(ish) ending. | Words: 4.836k

A/N-> As mentioned on this blog before, I absolutely love the dynamics of "Five Times Something" and after watching The Marvels I became obsessed with Carol Danvers, and here I am with something about my beloved blondie. It's short and sweet, and I didn't want to write anything too angsty but you can get hints of what's to come from the canon (Dr.Lawson being a Kree in disguise and what will happen to Carol). But the fic doesn't address this directly and ends up with a happy scene. Let's all live in denial.

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One.

“This is not a place to raise a child” was the justification your father used when he left. Funny enough, he didn't take the child, you, away from all the high-tech military weapons that he described as inadequate for a child to grow up around. 

His lost, it what your mother said, an easy smile on her lips while she offered you a gentle squeeze on the shoulder. She still had some grease on her jacket and a lot of dust on her hair but she looked beautiful. That was just how things were for Wendy Lawson.

And because she was the best mom anyone could ask for, or at least that was what you would perceive it with your limited references of healthy families. She was the best because she would let you sit around while she worked for the Shield, casually teaching you advanced engineering like it was the same homework you had from secondary school.

That was the only life you knew: Afternoons of trying to stay out of the way of Shield Agents and their big weapons until you were old enough to have a gun yourself.

But before that time came, some of them worried you weren't having a decent childhood. Away from guns at least.

You don't know which of the Agents suggested to Doctor Lawson the kart track, but you wish you could thank them. Your mother, as the busy cientist she always has been, was not available to be around all of the evenings you wished to spend there but she trusted your independence to use the bus after school. Besides, you had the impression that there were always Shield Agents keeping an eye on you no matter where you went.

Só for three whole years, that old place was your favorite. You would run out from the classroom with the first ring of the bell to get to the kart track as fast as you could, and for all those three years, you were also the best runner there.

Of course, it cost you some bloody noose and bruised hands. Especially with sore losers little boys who were very unpleased to be second placed by some random girl. There were also the parents, who would whisper not very lowly on how absurd it was to let an unsupervised little girl in such a violent activity.

As luck would have it, someday you were no longer the only little girl around.

The Danvers were local, and you always thought there were only three of them. The grumpy father and the loud and popular sons. But one day, the one with the warmest smile, the youngest son brought someone with him.

His little sister's name was Carol. She had her blonde hair tied down and she looked ready to punch anyone who gave her a hard time. All the Danvers kind looked the same to be fair. Blonde, strong and angry.

Unlike her brother and their free pass to do as they please, Carol was constantly reprimanded by her father. Even there, in front of the whole crowd and runners, he would scream and pinch her ear, adding to the fury that shone behind Carol's little blue eyes.

The other children would whisper just like their parents but growing up with spies and secret agents gave you this second nature to sneak in and out of places without being noticed. You weren't supposed to hear some of the adults whispering how Mr.Danvers drank more than he should or how his older son was leaving next summer for the army with a purple eye he didn't get in the training. You weren't supposed to but you did.

So the next time Carol crashed a car with one of the other runners, you messed up your perfect record to help her.

Her dad screamed again, as usual. But he left, muttering she could find her way home since she was so clever and Carol had those thick tears in her eyes that made them bluer, so you were helping her before you could give a second thought to it.

She didn't mind that you took her hand and brought her to the administration lobby. She's more interested in knowing how the hell you knew how to get there in the first place.

When you told her you grew up with spies she laughed thinking you were joking. You decided to tell her more stories in the hope it would distract her from the pain of the cuts she got in her legs from the crash.

It worked.

Carol had colorful patches on both her knees when you two sneaked out of there to the bus stop. You could take her home if she wished because you knew a lot about public transport but Carol smiled and said she could do it alone; Her dad was often not around and with soldiers brothers, she knew a lot about doing things by herself.

Yet, she appreciates the gesture and the thought. Her bus should be here in 25 minutes so you sit next to her and let your healthy knee brush her bruised one.

“My name is Carol Danvers by the way.” 

You have to chuckle at her line.

“I know who you are, Danvers.” You retort with an easy smile. She looks up with curiosity. You chuckle again. “You know your name is on the scoreboard, right?”

She laughs, almost shyly. You don't know that yet but Carol is not the best at making friends. Especially girlfriends because apparently, every girl hated how not 60s girly behavior she acted on as much as any boy.

You didn't mind. If anything, it kinda made you like her more.

“You didn't have to do that back there you know?” She starts over, fingers tugging at the bandaid you put above her knee. “Lose the race to check on me.”

You shrug, eyes on the road. “No worries. There'll be other races. Besides, you're the only real competition I get there. If you're not participating, what's the fun in winning?”

Carol's cheeks grow a little hotter, but you're both too young to know it has nothing to do with the sun above your heads. You offer her a smile and she gets up to signal to the bus.

But before she leaves, she turns to you again.

It's quicker than her crash that morning, the thank you little peck on your right cheek but is as meaningful as losing a three-year Invictus status on a track race for someone.

Carol nearly flees the scene once she catches the first glimpse of surprise in your expression. You were caught off guard, that's all. But all you can do is laugh to yourself as you watch her run to her bus.

Tomorrow, when you are back here, you'll find Carol so you can share your lunch with her. Today, you would walk home with no clue why the spot she kissed was tingling.

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Two.

Shield Academy is not the army. 

It is, as the name suggests, an academic program for the gifted-minded. It's a place where a child who grew up surrounded by the brightest minds on the planet can get it easily.

Well, of course, there's a lot of studying and tiring exams that you wouldn't describe as easy but when taking everything into consideration, the only place a brainy - or huge nerd as Carol would call it - could end up was there.

So while you had big dark blue sweaters with the Shield logo on them, Carol had worn out public school uniforms. 

But she was doing okay. In fact, if anyone asked you, even though you were the nerd one in that friendship, for you, Carol was quite brilliant. She had a quick mind and such a strong, well, everything. She was as clever as she was kind. She was passionate about anything she cared for and she was easily your favorite person.

The kart track gave space for the public library and the green plains behind Shield Academia as you two grew up. Carol would take her bike from across town and spend the whole day after school in those green yards with you. Often, she had a football with her while you had a book.

And while you tried to escape your Shield colleagues, Carol would find her spot at your side. She would watch those training agents and wish to be like them, while both of you knew she would follow her brothers to the military when the time came.

But for now, you're sixteen. And Carol has been your best friend for almost 6 years now. You're not sure if friends have anniversaries or if it's something reserved for dating, and since you're not gonna ask any of the agents around, especially not Doctor Lawson, you just assume is okay to get Carol a gift.

She had been wishing for a walkman for so long - she had three already, all broke down during some of her naughty antics, from jumping into the reservation without remembering to take them off her backpack to get into a fight with older kids who thrown her stuff just for the fun of it. So yes, she had those before and she loved music but somehow she always ended up breaking them so you thought maybe because you were the one gifting it, she would be more careful.

You were right of course, but that's hardly the point.

Carol started to act strange after the gift. Even days later, during movie night at her house, she got quiet, which is definitely not a Carol Danvers kind of attitude, so you started to wonder if the present was a good idea at all.

That of course, until Carol clarified the whole thing.

“I got you something too. For, hum, the anniversary thing.” 

You pinched her ribs, the nearly shy behavior was such an odd thing to testify that was actually terrifying you. Carol has been your best friend for way too long for that or anything to be awkward between you two.

But then again, adolescence makes everything weird.

You don't open the gift very graciously. Because you were in the middle of movie night, of course, hands full of popcorn butter and Carol was being weird and suspect that you just wanted to put an end to it.

You chuckle at her worn-out team jacket there.

“So your gift to me is your jacket?” You asked with a confused frown, watching your friend struggle with her words the next moments.

“No, I mean yes. But not, just that.” She starts and it's quite the scene. Carol Danvers not being able to talk when that's all she does. “It's my favorite jacket. I… really like it.”

“Do you want it back then?” You suggest with a confused laugh but Carol shakes her head immediately, her cheeks rosy.

“God, no, that’s not…” she takes a deep breath. “I like the jacket, a lot, but not as much as I like you. So I thought, maybe if I can give you something that I really like, it will mean…”

“Oh, I get it.” You say with a smile, holding the jacket against your chest as Carol switches the weight in her foot. “Thank you, blondie. But you don't have to give me your favorite stuff to show me you like me. You don't have to give me anything at all really. Perhaps, all you have to do is say it and I'll believe you.”

Carol nods, shallowing dryly, and without missing a beat, she repeats her words from before: “I really like you.” It's nearly a whisper, and the way she struggles to hold your gaze tells you everything you need to know.

You smile, aware of the warmth spreading in your cheeks and ears.

“I really like you too, Carol.” You tell her and with no hush, you put her jacket on. The blonde in front of you takes a shaky breath once the jacket is properly around your body. You're distracted with the new outfit to take notice of the new dark shine her eyes hold. “Gotta admit it, Danvers, I could totally worm the athletic style. I mean, I look super cool don't I?”

But your question goes unanswered. Carol moves forward, her hands grab the collar of the gifted jacket and just like the first time, she kisses you quicker than you can manage to process.

Her lips are dry against yours because she's nervous. Trembling and terrified. You pull away, and Carol has her eyes closed tightly, breathing unevenly.

You take a deep breath and lick your lips to moisten them a little and the second kiss is much better. 

There's this soft noise she makes when you move your mouth but the second you feel her tongue on your lower lip, there's noise around you two.

As if getting electrocuted, Carol jumps away just in time for her evidently drunk father to stumble inside the garage.

Carol is not eight anymore, but she's the only one left in that house. Her older brother taught her five different ways to break someone's noose, but Carol still shakes like the leaves if her father is around with his harsh words and angry looks.

This time, however, he takes a long glance at you both. The guilty looks, accelerated breathing, and he just laughs.

The only thing he says is a slur that makes Carol flinch. Then he turns his back and climbs the stairs to his bedroom, passing out in the hallway before he can make it through.

“Carol, I-” You try but she forces a smile and nods at the door.

“Please go.” She asks. “I have to take him to bed and you don't have to stay.”

“But-”

“Please.”

You leave. And Carol doesn't bring up that night for the next two years.

-&-

Three.

Graduation means Army. More specifically, the Air Force because of course Carol Danvers wants to fly away from everything and everyone.

“Not everyone.” She frowns when you tell her that. Then she smiles, legs brushing yours at the back of her truck. “I would love to have you up there with me.”

You chuckle, giving her shoulder a little bump with your own.

“Sorry Blondie, you know I hate planes.” You joke but the shine in her eyes is deeper now.

“What about spaceships?” She insists it.

You sigh into the night, pensive for a second.

“Well, Mom would probably love it if I ever suggest anything that involves flying.” You say, breaking into a chuckle as your hand moves to the leg you have bent in that position, which allows you to trace your fingers toward your ankle. “Of course, anything other than my secret little Pegasus.”

Carol gives a compliance smile at the mention of the secret tattoo you got on her seventeenth birthday but continues to watch you in silence.

The stars are shining bright above you two, and the parked truck gives as much privacy as one could get in that neighborhood. If you and Carol weren't girls, people would make conclusions.

Perhaps they’ll do it anyway.

“What would I even do up there, Danvers?” You ask her because Carol is so passionate about flying that you're starting to wonder if she is able to see a whole different world up there that you can't.

This time, her hand finds you before her lips. She brings her fingers to yours resting on the truck and locks them. She gets closer and closer and gives you all the time in the world to push her back.

But she's Carol, and she's beautiful and she's your best friend. Why wouldn't you want to kiss her?

There's tongue this time. Hesitant at first then curious, until finally hungry. Of course, Carol Danvers is a good kisser, this asshole.

You break apart, to complain with a husky tone that is unfair but Carol only chuckles before kissing you again. And again. Until somehow you end with your back against her truck, painting into her mouth.

And Carol is seventeen years old and she's a huge virgin like you who really wants this to change tonight. Not just that, of course, but she's still a teen and that's exactly what she chooses to say in order to make this less life-changing than it is.

Because sleeping together as a way of ending high school without the V Card has a completely different meaning than sleeping together because you really want to ruin a friendship.

You swallow at her suggestion, aware that the heat in your veins doesn't cover for the way your heart just broke inside your chest.

But you smile and tell Carol you love her, making sure it sounds platonic. Just to hurt her just as much.

It works, but she kisses you anyway.

-&-

Four.

Maria Rambeau is the most incredible person you have ever met. She's clever and fun and kindhearted. It's so easy to love her and it comes so naturally, that you can't really blame Carol.

You also have no right to be jealous, you tell yourself.

After all, Carol asked more than once for you to at least consider following her to the Air Force. You both had military families, so it made sense for her that you both ended up following the same path.

You were not entirely excluded from that, of course. But unlike Carol with her soldier training, you had medical classes. And while she and Maria learned to shoot people, you learned to heal them.

That of course until the third year, when Carol's training moved to space crafting and yours moved to biological charts. The Pegasus was not the only military project available for you, and being home was good but every time you caught a glimpse of the empty fields near the station, you remember afternoons with Carol and the lack of her ache a hell lot inside your chest.

But visiting her at the base and then at a local bar was a bittersweet occasion.

Because time went by and Carol made a new friend. A lovely and brilliant and apparently less confused woman new best friend. Maria who made her laugh and blush and was such a great company that you couldn't hate her no matter how much the jealousy burned inside your veins.

Somehow, no matter how many dove eyes Carol threw at Maria, she didn't catch them. Immune to her charm entirely. You kinda wished she would teach you that.

The last free week you had was spent visiting Carol and ending up in a bar. But Maria's night was continuing with a good-looking soldier somewheres else, so yours and Carol's would continue with cheap drinks.

It was probably common sense, not to mix alcohol with feelings but you and Carol clearly skipped that class.

You ended up pressed behind the bar's wall in a messy attempt of drunken make-out with your former best friend.

Carol tasted like beer and the army's year changed her. Even drunk, she knew her way around a woman's body now and you had to force your stupid brain to stop wondering about who she had been practicing with. Perhaps Maria was not immune to her charm as you thought she was.

Just as things were getting out of hand, that is, it was probably against some army rules to have sex behind one bar in the military area, Carol pulled away.

She looked so good like that, with messy hair and flushing cheeks, her lips swollen due to the whole thing.

But her eyes were so sad. And you couldn't push the alcohol and the lust away to have clear thoughts on that.

“We can't do this again.” She declares with a seriousness that makes you swallow hard. “I can't.”

She stumbles away and you nearly slip down the hall on your shaky legs. Carol is looking for her car keys but she will definitely fall asleep on the seat.

To be fair, you kinda wished that night would end in her car seat, just in very different scenarios.

“Why not, Danvers?” You manage to question once the anger pushes a little of the alcohol away. Carol sighs tiredly. “Why?” You almost scream and she stops in her tracks, turning to give you a hurt look.

“I can't do this again, okay?” She retorts and she's drunk but she's so hurt. You can see it in her eyes and it kills you to think it is something you have done it. “I don't have the strength in me to get over you again”.

Your world freezes for a whole second. Your mouth is bitter suddenly.

“O-over me?” You repeat her words, confusion mixing with the pain you feel growing in your chest. “When… When were you under me?”

The question is the best of what your drunk brain can come up with but it's enough for Carol to understand.

She lets out a sad chuckle. “C'mon, Lawson. How could you not know? Everyone did. Even my dad, especially my dad.” She corrects herself then, bitterly before taking a deep breath. “It's past. It doesn't matter anymore. We are no longer kids, messing around with things we don't understand. I know what am I. And I know we shouldn’t. I won't jeopardize our friendship again for someone I cannot have.”

There are tears in your eyes, and Carol has the fucking worst timing in the world because your brain simply can't catch up with the meaning of this conversation with all the booze in the way.

“Carol, what are you even saying?”

She just smiles, giving a nod to the bar.

“Let's get inside, I'll get you a cab back to your hotel.”

She doesn't let you question further and the next morning, when the hangover barely allows you to open your eyes, Carol says the worst thing you did last night was try dancing with a Statue.

-&-

Five.

Doctor Lawson has been acting strange lately. She says it's work stress when she returns your calls and ignores your advice about her retiring.

You use your mother's stress as an excuse to come home, and it seems ridiculous that you have to invent reasons to see Carol, but she gives you no choice. Things have been very strange between you in recent months.

The house is a mess, and it's the first time you've worried about the possibility of dementia.

Strange phrases, disconnected words. You think about calling the head of Shield when you put Dr. Lawson to bed after making her some hot tea, but you end up calling Carol.

Your former best friend brings her old truck into your garage.

"Hey, blondie." She hugs you first at the greeting, and you sigh with satisfaction at the contact. You almost forget the stress of the whole meeting with your mother. "It's good to see you."

"I missed you." Carol says with a smile, squeezing you tighter before letting go. "What happened? You sounded worried on the phone."

You sigh before telling her everything you saw, standing there leaning on Carol's truck in the dim light of the garage. It's her turn to sigh when you finish.

"Good thing I brought beer." She comments, getting a laugh out of you. 

You don't even notice the time passing that night, but it's like being back in senior year, sitting side by side in the back of Carol's truck, forgetting the world around you for a moment.

When the case of beers is about to run out, you've said almost everything you have to say. Carol thinks she needs to add something more.

"I know the circumstances aren't the best but... I can't say I'm sad." She begins, looking straight ahead, a half-full can of beer in her hands. "With the possibility of you coming to live here again, I mean. I've kind of hated Washington since you left. And Shield too, for taking you away."

You giggle shyly at this and don't know what to say to Carol, so you just decide to hug her. But you're a bit dizzy after the third beer and miscalculate your approach. You end up too close to her face and can see almost in slow motion how the blue darkens or how Carol chokes on her breath.

"I'm sorry, I-" you begin in a hoarse voice, but she doesn't let you finish. The beer can slips out of her hand as she uses both to pull your face towards her.

It's an intense, messy, and passionate kiss. Carol swallows all the sighs that escape your lips as she presses her mouth to yours. Her tongue doesn't ask for passage. You melt against her and try your best to match her energy, suddenly feeling very dizzy, unrelated to the beer.

Her hands move from your face to your neck and down to your waist. Carol mentions pulling you onto her lap, but the balcony lights flicker on and she grunts as she pulls away.

You're still blinking spellbound at the whole thing, trying to catch your breath as she stands up, adjusting her hair.

"Fuck, I shouldn't have done that." She mutters more to herself than to you, hoarse and upset. You swallow dry. "I'm so stupid."

"Carol."

"You're so fucking stupid, Carol Danvers, I swear to God." She ignores your call, continuing to curse quietly to herself. You frown, but end up looking at the porch; your mother has woken up and looks just as lost as before and you really need to check on her.

When you get out of the truck, you touch Carol on the shoulder, and she turns around almost in despair.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, I'm leaving-"

"Carol, shut up." You cut her off and don't let her say another word.

She shuts up immediately. "I really have to get back inside, and make sure my mom doesn't turn on any water or store the cat in the fridge again." You chuckle apologetically, stroking her cheek. "But I need you to understand that this isn't a mistake, an accident or a thoughtless act after a few beers. At least it isn't and it never was for me. We need to start talking to each other."

Carol nods quickly, swallowing as she looks down at your swollen lips. "Yeah, talking is good."

You smile, and hear the sound of the cat in the house and think you'd better start running. "Later, okay?"

"Later."

But your mother doesn't have dementia. She's not even allowed in a regular hospital. Shield is strangely private about everything, but you're practically coerced into signing confidentiality papers about the current state of Dr. Lawson, who seems to miraculously improve after spending an hour in a room with other agents.

Carol is the only person you can talk to about things, and she has news of her own.

"Maria is pregnant." She tells you, with a twinkle in her eye, without waiting for you to finish absorbing the news. "And she wants me to be the godmother!"

You're happy for Maria, especially perhaps because she's seeing that handsome soldier and she and Carol have nothing going on. Also, you need to tell Carol that you can go back to Washinton now that your mother is better.

"Oh, I thought..." The blonde hesitates as she hears the news, trying not to look upset by forcing a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "I thought you'd decided to stay."

You're having breakfast in the living room of your house, Dr. Lawson is working upstairs. You swallow the bitter feeling of hurting Carol again.

"I would, for Mom. But why would I stay in Louisiana?" It's a rhetorical question because you both know very well what would make you stay. Carol laughs sadly, looking down. You get tired of pretending. " I would stay for you. I would stay for... us."

She looks at you in silence, a conflict of emotions on her face. "Don't be ridiculous, you can't just give up your career for a friendship-"

"Carol." You cut her off seriously, and she choked on her sentence, her eyes as tearful as yours. You give her a small smile, trying to ignore the way your heart is pounding in your chest. "You know that's not what I'm saying."

She swallows dryly, and despite reaching out to take your hand, she insists; "I'm gonna need you to say it."

"God, you're such an asshole." You gasp with emotion, laughing as tears of happiness escape yours and her eyes. Carol also laughs but waits. "Okay, Danvers. You've got me. I'm completely, irrevocably in love with you. I have been for a long time, maybe since the first time I saw you. And I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you."

Carol almost knocks over the coffee table when she moves in to kiss you but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[bootleglesbian]

available bootlegs

this is everything i currently have available (updated 06/18/24). if you have anything to trade i generally prefer that but i am open to gifting any of the titles that are not starred! as a rule, if no cast is listed or only some members are listed, that means that i do not know the cast but i am happy to send a screenshot if you would like (and if anyone is interested in helping me identify unknown casts or dates of any files, let me know!).

green = video, pink = audio, starred = trade or donations only

*Anastasia (Hartford Theatre pre-Broadway run - Christy Altomare, Derek Klena)

*Anastasia (Broadway - Christy Altomare, Derek Klena)

Beautiful: The Carole King Musical (Broadway, 06/24/18 - Melissa Benoist)

Beetlejuice (Broadway, 10/31/19 aka Halloween)

Book of Mormon (Broadway - Ben Platt)

Come From Away (Broadway - Jenn Collela)

Falsettos (Proshot)

Falsettos (Broadway - ORC, not proshot)

Falsettos (Tour - Max von Essen, Nick Adams, Eden Espinosa, Nick Blaemire, Audrey Cardwell, Bryonha Marie Parham)

*Falsettos (Tour - Max von Essen, Nicka Adams, Eden Espinosa, Nick Blaemire, Audrey Cardwell, Bryonha Marie Parham)

Freaky Friday (La Jolla)

*Ghost (Broadway - Caissie Levy)

Hamilton (Broadway - Lexi Lawson)

Hamilton (First National Tour - Michael Luwoye, Solea Pffeifer, Joshua Henry, Emmy Raver Lampman, Isaiah Johnson, Jordan Donica, Mathenee Treco, Ruben J. Carbajal, Amber Iman, Rory O'Malley)

*Hamilton (Chicago Act 1 only - Karen Olivo, Ariana Afsar, Samantha Marie Ware, Miguel Cervantes, Joshua Henry)

*Hamilton (Broadway - OBC, not proshot)

*The Last Five Years (Off-Broadway - Betsy Wolfe, Adam Kantor)

*Lempicka (Broadway, 03/38/24 - Eden Espinosa, Amber Iman, Andrew Samonsky, George Abud, Natalie Joy Johnson, Zoe Glick, Nathaniel Stampley, Beth Leavel)

*Mean Girls (Broadway, 02/22/20 - Renee Rapp, Erika Henningson, Barrett Wilbert Weed, Grey Henson, Kate Rockwell, Krystina Alabado, Kyle Selig)

*Mean Girls (National Tour)

*Mystery of Edwin Drood (Broadway - Stephanie J. Block, Betsy Wolfe, Jessie Mueller)

*The Prom (Alliance Theatre pre-Broadway - Caitlin Kinnunen, Anna Grace Barlow)

*She Loves Me (Broadway - ORC proshot)

Waitress (ART pre-Broadway run - Jessie Mueller, Jeanna de Waal, Keala Settle, Drew Gehling, Joe Tippett, Dakin Matthews, Christopher Fitzgerald, Eric Anderson)

*Waitress (Broadway - Jessie Mueller, Keala Settle, Molly Jobe, Drew Gehling)

*Waitress (Broadway - Sara Barielles, Chris Diamantopoulos, Charity Angel Dawson, Molly Jobe, Will Swenson, Christopher Fitzgerald)

*Waitress (Broadway, 06/19/17 - Betsy Wolfe, Drew Gehling)

Waitress (Broadway, 12/14/17 - Stephanie Torns, Jason Mraz)

Waitress (Broadway - Shoshana Bean, Jeremy Jordan)

*Waitress (Broadway - Shoshana Bean, Jeremy Jordan)

Waitress (Broadway, 02/03/19 - Sara Bareilles, Gavin Creel)

Waitress (Tour, 08/26/18)

Wicked (Broadway, 02/01/15 - Caroline Bowman, Kara Lindsey)

Wicked (Broadway, 02/10/13 - Donna Vivino, Ali Mauzey, Kyle Dean Massey, Randy Danson, Adam Grupper, Catherine Charlebois, F. Michael Haynie, Tom Flynn)

Wicked (unknown - Eden Espinosa, Megan Hilty)

*Wicked (Broadway - Stephanie J. Block, Annaleigh Ashford)

*Wicked (Broadway - Lindsay Mendez, Katie Rose Clark)

[suemarysue]

There has to be at least one universe where neither Carol nor Maria got on the plane with Lawson and they lived happily ever after as a family with Monica, right?

Right?

[lands-of-fantasy]

MCU Poster Ladies

Infinity Saga

Gwyneth Paltrow as Pepper Potts

Scarlett Johnasson as Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

Natalie Portman as Dr. Jane Foster

Jaimie Alexander as Lady Sif

Hayley Atwell as Agent Peggy Carter

Emily VanCamp as Agent Sharon Carter / Agent 13

Zoë Saldaña as Gamora

Karen Gillan as Nebula

Glenn Close as Nova Prime

Elizabeth Olsen as Wanda Maximoff

Evangeline Lily as Hope van Dyne / The Wasp

Rachel McAdams as Dr. Christine Palmer

Tilda Swinton as the Ancient One

Pom Klementieff as Mantis

Elizabeth Debicki as High Priestress Ayesha

Tessa Thompson as Valkyrie

Cate Blanchett as Hela

Danai Gurira as General Okoye

Letitia Wright as Princess Shuri

Lupita Nyong'o as Nakia

Angela Bassett as Queen Ramonda

Michelle Pfeiffer as Janet van Dyne

Hannah John-Kamen as Ava Starr / Ghost

Brie Larson as Capt. Carol Danvers / Captain Marvel

Lashana Lynch as Capt. Maria Rambeau

Annette Bening as the Supreme Intelligence and Dr. Wendy Lawson / Mar-Vell

Gemma Chan as Minn-Erva

Reggie, Archie, Rizzo, and Gonzo as Goose

Zendaya as Michelle "MJ" Jones

[tuppencetrinkets]

Sorted caps from Season 1 of The Vampire Diaries, the Originals and Legacies.

Nina Dobrev - Elena Gilbert

Paul Wesley - Stefan Salvatore

Ian Somerhalder - Damon Salvatore

Kat Graham - Bonnie Bennett

Candice King - Caroline Forbes

Zach Roerig - Matt Donovan

Michael Trevino - Tyler Lockwood

Steven R. McQueen - Jeremy Gilbert

Matthew Davis - Alaric Saltzman

Joseph Morgan - Klaus Mikaelson

Marguerite Macintyre - Liz Forbes

Sara Canning - Jenna Sommers

Claire Holt - Rebekah Mikaelson

Susan Walters - Carol Lockwood

Daniel Gillies - Elijah Mikaelson

Susan Walters - Carol Lockwood

Kayle Ewell - Vicki Donovan

Melise - Anna Zhu

David Anders - John Gilbert

Arielle Kebbel - Lexi Branson

Phoebe Tonkin - Hayley Marshall

Kelly Hu - Pearl Zhu

Mia Kirshner - Isobel Flemming

Sebastian Roche - Mikael

Charles Michael Davis - Marcel Gerard

Danielle Campbell - Davina Claire

Leah Pipes - Camille O'Connell

Nathan Parsons - Jackson Kenner

Danielle Pineda - Sophie Deveraux

Danielle Rose Russell - Hope Mikaelson

Eka Darville - Diego

Todd Stashwick - Kieran O'Connell

Elyse Levesque - Genevieve

Shannon Kane - Sabine Laurent

Aria Shahghasemi - Landon Kirby

Quincy Rouse - Milton Greasley

Jenny Boyd - Lizzie Saltzman

Kaylee Kaneshiro - Josie Saltzman

Demetrius Bridges - Dorian Williams

Omono Okojie - Cleo Sowande

Yasmine Al-Bustami - Monique Deveraux

Bianca Lawson - Emily Bennett

Steven Krueger - Josh

Lulu Antariksa - Penelope

Melinda Clarke - Kelly Donovan

Sheila Bennett - Jasmine Guy

Karen David - Emma

Gina Torres - Bess

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[gogandmagog]

The Lucy Maud scholars are presenting a brand new book/collection of essays this year. (But not until May!) And it’s alllll to do with the Emily series this time! And sure, it’s devastatingly overdue, but looking over the tantalising bulleted contents really makes it seem like some forgiveness/leniency is probably warranted!

Despite being overshadowed by the immense popularity of Anne of Green Gables, the Emily of New Moon trilogy has become a subject of endless fascination to fans and scholars around the world. The trilogy was conceived during an important phase in Montgomery’s career during which she turned from Anne and plunged into more intricate aspects of gender, adolescence, nature, and authorship. While the novels have attracted rich critical attention since their publication, book-length studies proved surprisingly scarce. L.M. Montgomery’s Emily of New Moon: A Children’s Classic at 100 is the first scholarly volume exclusively dedicated to the trilogy, coalescing different research perspectives. It offers a fresh point of entrance into a well-loved classic at its one-hundredth anniversary

✨PREORDER HERE.✨

Essay titles below the cut!

PART ONE: LITERARY RESONANCES

1. Warring with Failure: Emily’s Quest and the Victorian Past / Kate Lawson

2. Exile and Instrumentality in the Emily Books / Jessica Wen Hui Lim

3. Emily Byrd Starr Meets Brené Brown: “Braving the Wilderness” and Achieving “True Belonging” / Lesley D. Clement

PART TWO: EMILY’S THINGS

4. Everyday Objects: Material Culture in the Emily Trilogy / Allison McBain Hudson

5. “Something Incalculably Precious”: Diary Writing in Emily of New Moon / Lindsey McMaster

PART THREE: GENDER

6. The Japanese Reception of the Emily Trilogy through Translation / Yoshiko Akamatsu

7. Claiming and Reclaiming the Maternal: Mothering and Mothers in the Emily Books / Rita Bode

8. “A Ghost You Can Feel and Hear but Never See”: Queer Hauntings in Emily of New Moon / Katharine Slater

PART FOUR: TIME

9. The Romance of History in the Emily Novels / E. Holly Pike

10. Encroaching Darkness: L.M. Montgomery’s Books about Emily / Carol L. Beran

11. Reading Emily out of Time and Place: Breaking Chronology and Space / Margaret Steffler

12. Emily’s Afterlives: Trauma, Repetition, and (Re)Reading in Emily of New Moon and Russian Doll / Anastasia Ulanowicz

[dhaaruni]

Honestly it's a good thing this woman doesn't vote, keep on not voting for the greater good @ Carol Lawson! (x)

[captaindanvers89]

Watching the hunger games and imagining Carol and Maria in it.

The kree are basically the careers and yes Carol is in it because I said so and she is from district 2. She is reaped. The other careers are Dar Benn, Yonn Rogg, Minn-Nerva, Atlas and Korath. Their mentor is Lawson.

Maria is from district 3 cause well she’s an engineer. Fury is her mentor and I’m calling the male tribute Frank.

So there you have it, the hunger games, Carol and Maria win