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@kazanskys-mitchell one custom rainbow fog and sparkles armed M4 coming right up <3
#aviart#this is the correct way to use a gun I know because elon did it#see you gotta appeal to the audience sometimes#I learned that in AP lang#fr tho i could not stop laughing when this idea just spontaneously generated in my brain#hope you like it lol
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AP SCORES RELEASED IN A COUPLE DAYS IM SCARED
#vammieposts#ap tests#im pretty sure i failed ap lang seeing as I DIDNT FINISH ONE OF THE ESSAYS HOLY SHIT#but ap world was kinda easy#but i cant be too optimistic or else ill be disappointed if i fail#if i believe i failed noth tests and i succeeded at one then HUZZAH ill feel really proud#thats my secret >:))#also anyways ap test scores dont relaly mayter#like if you succeed you save money and dont have to take that class in college#but youll provably learn more int he college class tbh#and just the fact that you TOOK a difficult class looks great to college and makes you feel VERY POWERFUL#a low score on a 3 hour long endurance test doesnt show your knowledge of a subject yk#it just shows how good you are at school and not melting your brain out your tear ducts and ears
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Need to start taking the critical thinking questions bit away from people who clearly did not have to answer critical thinking questions in high school
#obligatory mention that ap english langauge was fucking horseshit and i learned nothing all year (got a 5/5)#meanwhile everybody else in my class also learned nothing all year they just also failed the class#i mean to be honest i just think critical thinking is something that needs to be taught way before 11th grade#anyway the annoying with lang was the overly formulaic essay structure actively making me a worse writer#and that if you were familiar with the literature covered + capable of reading comprehension#the answers were often pretty arbitrary and subjective. As is most of literary interpretation!!#like it's way way more about what is the most /popular/ interpretation- for example is frankenstein scifi or horror (its both)#or what the test writers would want you to answer which is often the same thing#Sorry guys i had to read a lot of reagan speeches and some awful frankenstein commentary and i never really recovered#actually the speeches were really fun i loved the entire class coming together in our intense hatred of ole ronnie
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i fucking HATE cornell notes. the style is rigid and strict and it doesnt give me enough room to write down whats important, and too much room for information that doesnt really matter (at least to me). for me, it makes taking notes a hassle and makes it even more difficult to understand what the fuck i actually wrote down, its outdated and infuriating and theres a complete lack of wiggle room for extra relevant information later on. i hate it, like it feel physically unpleasant for me. a had a a teacher in 6th grade who mandated taking notes cornell style and ive detested it ever since
#no its NOT just the bad memory i genuinely struggle to process information with this style#its feel like a sensory deprevation to me in a way i SWEAR#its suffocating and constraining and i cant fucking DO ANYTHING#also i can never get down any information that actually fucking metter with cornell for some reason??? it always just ends up a blur of#irrelevant informatiom that i wasnt sure mattered or not#on an unrelated note im kinda hating my ap lang teacher a little bit rn#what fucking 16 year old have you met that you think 32 of us can all consistently write an essay#prepare a group discussion and write a speech in the span of a week?#ill kill you#vent ish#also she assigned us 13 pages of text walls to read in the same week and i detest it#i have a LEARNING DISORDER!! this teaching style will only make me HATE THIS CLASS MORE!!!
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ppl who have taken ap lit is it as bad as ppl say
#i'd take ap lang but i feel like i learned most of that stuff in ap seminar#also it seems so boring lmao#but lit is like. analyzing fiction and poetry. which I'm very good at <33
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"The touch I never knew I needed..."
⋆°• ☁︎ - Learning how to touch (Sfw)
Feat. Michael Kaiser
AN - Just had a breakdown over AP Lang, emailed my teacher, feeling shitty<3
You always noticed how once you stated dating Kaiser had been okay, for lack of better words, with you touching him. Even if when you first started, it took a little bit for him to warm up to it, the only issue is that he had never once touched you. No hugs, hand-holding, or anything, even if there had been many attempts to try. The slight raises of his hand towards your face when the two of you were relaxing on the couch, just for seconds later, it to be pulled away and placed back in his lap, or resting on the sides of the couch. It was the immediate assumption that this lack of physical contact had stemmed from his father and the abuse he used to put him through, but wouldn’t he also be scared of you touching him if that was indeed the fact? With no answers, and even fewer speculations after each of your ideas were shot down by other facts, you stopped trying to figure it out, or, at least it wasn’t at the top of your mind anymore.
Well, that was until he finally broke.
The second you two stepped back inside your shared house he had hugged you. Of course, you were shocked for a second before hugging him back. However, it didn’t last long. “..Sorry, I just… You seemed upset at that party and I know that hugs help people.” He paused for a second before speaking back up as he started walking back towards the bedroom. “I didn’t hurt you… Did I?” To which you shook your head. Unbeknownst, to him, it felt…Nice…
With that he gave a small nod and continued his walk to the bedroom, making sure to softly close the door behind him as he made it inside. You couldn’t help but think about how weird it was. Out of nowhere the man that never once hugged anybody, not even after winning big championships and world-class titles, did he ever hug his teammates. Just hugged you because you looked sad? The mystery was only getting more and more weird when he asked if he hurt you, and that’s when you realized. Even if he hadn’t hugged his teammates he had put his hands on them. That’s when the flashbacks of Blue Lock TV resurfaced from your hippocampus. All his matches with Ness, the amount of times he had put his hands on him and it had ended with a teary-eyed Ness. He was afraid of hurting you. Just like his father had hurt him with his touch.
The walk over towards the bedroom was slow as you tried to piece together thoughts and come up with a way that you were going to bring up the issue and try to reason with him, that he wasn’t his father, and you knew he would have never hurt you.
A las when you had walked through the door he was teary-eyed sitting on the edge of the bed, looking up when you slowly opened the door. He faced away from you. He knew he looked pathetic and he would have much rather had you not see him like this. What kind of emperor would he be if he got all teary-eyed because he had hugged somebody? Emotions could only take control as you saw the way he kept himself shielded and turned away from you. “Kaiser. You’re not your father.. Just because you might have hurt some people before doesn’t mean you’ll hurt everybody you touch. You don’t have to take the same path he did.” You sat down next to him, your hand slowly landing on his upper arm. “...But what if I do. What happens if I try to hug you and I punch you or try to strangle you..?” “But what if you don’t..?” The second the words had left it was like every wall he ever had came crashing down, he had turned himself and hugged you again, letting himself cry into your shoulder, as you sat there, rubbing his back. There was no way he was like his father, his father wouldn’t have had even a fourth of the heart Michael did. And while the rest of the world saw him as God’s chosen emporer, the arrogant football star, you just saw him as Michael. The same guy who would come home after practice every day and give you a small kiss on the forehead, no matter how pissed off it was at his teammates, his coach, or even the world. You knew that even if he wasn’t in his right mind there would be no way he could hurt you, and you trusted that more than you could imagine.
#blue lock x reader#blue lock#bllk#bllk x reader#michael kaiser#kaiser x reader#michael kaiser x reader#xo-adelinewrites
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seeing people consider their own critical thinking skills in response to Plagiarism and You(tube), i'd like to share the SOAPSTone analysis framework i learned in AP lang & comp.
Speaker: who is this person? what are their credentials? any obvious motivations, personal or financial?
Occasion: when did the speaker say/write this thing? yesterday? a decade ago? was it for a specific event, or perhaps part of a larger series?
Audience: who did the speaker expect their message to reach? a certain age group? a specific fanbase? people with certain political opinions?
Purpose: why did the speaker say/write what they did on this occasion? what did they want the audience to think or do in response to their message?
Subject: what is the speaker talking about? is there a reason to take them seriously on this topic? why did they bring it up on this occasion?
Tone: how did the speaker choose to address their target audience? as a friend? a supplicant? an authority? why did the speaker choose this tone?
#was gonna write an example using this framework to describe hbomberguy's video but YIKES i should be asleep in bed already#i'd describe his tone as a combination of professional outrage and heartfelt grief though#suz yells#hbomberguy#plagiarism and you(tube)#critical thinking
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Hey you 308k(!!!) people who have watched Nerdy Prudes in less than three days:
First of all I love you! I love you, I love your excitement for this show, I love all of the love going around. I'm so proud and excited by how well this show our little fandom's been obsessed with for months is doing.
ANYWAYS.
Did you love it? Do you want more? Do you wanna maybe watch Steph and Pete fall for each other again, or see Grace be unhinged in a completely different context? Do you want to know who the hell most of those random people in "Hatchet Town" even were, or learn about the Lords in Black (why was the yellow one so excited about Pete being a Spankoffski?), the Black Book, and the Cult of the Starry Children? Do you want to meet two of the coolest people in all of Hatchetfield (who, believe it or not, haven't been in a stage show yet)? Do you want MORE BOPS written by Jeff and MORE KILLER STORIES AND BRILLIANT DIALOGUE written by the Langs, all of it delivered by the Hatchetfield musicals cast you know and love?
Then the (roughly) 230k of you who haven't watched all of Nightmare Time should check it out!
"But Brooke," you might say, "I tried to start with Episode 1 (available under the livestream tab on Starkid's youtube account) but the low quality of a zoom-call video really put me off!"
Okay, understandable. It didn't personally bother me, but I totally get it not being other people's jam. But I will say that the episodes get better in production quality as they go along, and I would try each one before giving up and moving onto the next. Nightmare Time 2, especially, is a completely different viewing experience from Hatchetfield Ape Man.
And here's the kicker: IF ENOUGH PEOPLE WATCH NIGHTMARE TIME 2, WE GET MORE OF THE NERDY PRUDES CHARACTERS!! We get more of Grace, Ruth, Richie, the Lords in Black, and the Black Book. And that's just the stuff that's been confirmed (the planned Grace episode of NMT 3 sounds like the completion of the teen slasher trilogy, so I imagine Steph and Pete will probably be in it as well).
So please, 230k Nerdy Prudes fans who have not watched Nightmare Time, do yourself and all of us a favor and get your Nightmare Time on!!
#yeah I know some of those 307k views are repeats#but I figured that the people rewatching NPMD this early will also be the people already rewatching Nightmare Time so it should even out?#nerdy prudes must die#npmd#hatchetfield#starkid
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Rallentando Blog Update
Just gonna preface this post with: I AM NOT LEAVING/PLANNING ON BEING INACTIVE (quite the opposite, actually)
I am merely giving on update on where I’m at and where this blog is at!
That being said, during the last month of the school year I had to write like an absolute lunatic to keep up my grades (side note - all A’s all year baby! AP Lang, eat your heart out!) but it left me so incredibly burnt out, hence the lack of literature on this blog during June. Couple that with swim team and work and learning how to drive, I’ve had my work cut out for me getting back into writing.
However, I’ve been actually getting into the mood to write and actively have a few things brewing up. Currently, I think it’s feasible to have a quick little oneshot wrapped up and posted soon, and part 8 of Somnambulant Soulmates is well on its way to be done within the week.
Additionally, writing and drawing requests will be closed in a week so that I can finish what I’ve currently in my inbox and Somnambulant Soulmates (and so I can work on the Common App because ahh college scary - side note, I would genuinely appreciate any pointers on college applications). To reiterate, requests will be closed Friday, July 12, so get them in while you can!
In brief, I’m super excited to get back in the game on here (especially as we approach 200 followers and the incomplete 100 follower special looms overhead) and I am so appreciative of all of the support and friends I’ve had the honor of gaining and making! (respectively)
anyway bless up have a great [insert time of day] and emm here’s a quick sketch me and my little sis made together! thx for listening to my blab session!

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LOS ANGELES (AP) — Teri Garr, the quirky comedy actor who rose from background dancer in Elvis Presley movies to co-star of such favorites as "Young Frankenstein" and "Tootsie," has died. She was 79.
Garr died Tuesday of multiple sclerosis “surrounded by family and friends,” said publicist Heidi Schaeffer. Garr battled other health problems in recent years and underwent an operation in January 2007 to repair an aneurysm.
Admirers took to social media in her honor, with writer-director Paul Feig calling her “truly one of my comedy heroes. I couldn’t have loved her more” and screenwriter Cinco Paul saying: “Never the star, but always shining. She made everything she was in better.”
The actor, who was sometimes credited as Terri, Terry or Terry Ann during her long career, seemed destined for show business from her childhood.
Her father was Eddie Garr, a well-known vaudeville comedian; her mother was Phyllis Lind, one of the original high-kicking Rockettes at New York's Radio City Music Hall. Their daughter began dance lessons at 6 and by 14 was dancing with the San Francisco and Los Angeles ballet companies.
She was 16 when she joined the road company of "West Side Story" in Los Angeles, and as early as 1963 she began appearing in bit parts in films.
She recalled in a 1988 interview how she won the "West Side Story" role. After being dropped from her first audition, she returned a day later in different clothes and was accepted.
From there, Garr found steady work dancing in movies, and she appeared in the chorus of nine Presley films, including "Viva Las Vegas," "Roustabout" and "Clambake."
She also appeared on numerous television shows, including “Star Trek,” “Dr. Kildare” and “Batman,” and was a featured dancer on the rock ‘n’ roll music show “Shindig,” the rock concert performance T.A.M.I. and a cast member of “The Sonny and Cher Comedy Hour.”
Her big film break came as Gene Hackman’s girlfriend in 1974’s Francis Ford Coppola thriller “The Conversation.” That led to an interview with Mel Brooks, who said he would hire her for the role of Gene Wilder’s German lab assistant in 1974’s “Young Frankenstein” — if she could speak with a German accent.
“Cher had this German woman, Renata, making wigs, so I got the accent from her,” Garr once recalled.
The film established her as a talented comedy performer, with New Yorker film critic Pauline Kael proclaiming her “the funniest neurotic dizzy dame on the screen.”
Her big smile and off-center appeal helped land her roles in “Oh God!” opposite George Burns and John Denver, “Mr. Mom” (as Michael Keaton’s wife) and “Tootsie” in which she played the girlfriend who loses Dustin Hoffman to Jessica Lange and learns that he has dressed up as a woman to revive his career. (She also lost the supporting actress Oscar at that year’s Academy Awards to Lange.)
Although best known for comedy, Garr showed in such films as “Close Encounters of the Third Kind,” “The Black Stallion” and “The Escape Artist” that she could handle drama equally well.
“I would like to play ‘Norma Rae’ and ‘Sophie’s Choice,’ but I never got the chance,” she once said, adding she had become typecast as a comic actor.
She had a flair for spontaneous humor, often playing David Letterman’s foil during guest appearances on NBC’s “Late Night With David Letterman” early in its run.
Her appearances became so frequent, and the pair’s good-natured bickering so convincing, that for a time rumors cropped up that they were romantically involved. Years later, Letterman credited those early appearances with helping make the show a hit.
It was also during those years that Garr began to feel “a little beeping or ticking” in her right leg. It began in 1983 and eventually spread to her right arm as well, but she felt she could live with it. By 1999 the symptoms had become so severe that she consulted a doctor. The diagnosis: multiple sclerosis.
For three years Garr didn’t reveal her illness.
“I was afraid that I wouldn’t get work,” she explained in a 2003 interview. “People hear MS and think, ‘Oh, my God, the person has two days to live.’”
After going public, she became a spokesperson for the National Multiple Sclerosis Society, making humorous speeches to gatherings in the U.S. and Canada.
“You have to find your center and roll with the punches because that’s a hard thing to do: to have people pity you,” she commented in 2005. “Just trying to explain to people that I’m OK is tiresome.”
She also continued to act, appearing on “Law & Order: Special Victims Unit,” “Greetings From Tucson,” “Life With Bonnie” and other TV shows. She also had a brief recurring role on “Friends” in the 1990s as Lisa Kudrow’s mother. After several failed romances, Garr married contractor John O’Neil in 1993. They adopted a daughter, Molly, before divorcing in 1996.
In her 2005 autobiography, “Speedbumps: Flooring It Through Hollywood,” Garr explained her decision not to discuss her age.
“My mother taught me that showbiz people never tell their real ages. She never revealed hers or my father’s,” she wrote.
She said she was born in Los Angeles, although most reference books list Lakewood, Ohio. As her father’s career waned, the family, including Teri’s two older brothers, lived with relatives in the Midwest and East.
The Garrs eventually moved back to California, settling in the San Fernando Valley, where Teri graduated from North Hollywood High School and studied speech and drama for two years at California State University, Northridge.
Garr recalled in 1988 what her father had told his children about pursuing a career in Hollywood.
“Don’t be in this business,” he told them. “It’s the lowest. It’s humiliating to people.”
Garr is survived by her daughter, Molly O’Neil, and a grandson, Tyryn.
(She was great in Martin Scorsese "After Hours" too.)
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GUYS.
how did i not learn this
i was never taught this until today, NOT EVEN IN HISTORY CLASS, but by my fuckass ap lang teacher who talked about it for like 5 minutes and then moved on.
THEY SENT LYNCHING POSTCARDS.
THEY WOULD TAKE PHOTOS OF PEOPLE BEING LYNCHED AND ALL THE PERPETRATORS IN THE BACK WOULD LITERALLY FUCKING POSE.
AND THEY WOULD PUT THEM ON POSTCARDS AND MAIL THEM TO PEOPLE
i need you to google this like right now. google "lynching postcard" or "lynching postcard burning"
fair warning some of them are very graphic
but there's one specific one ill spoiler below where the body is BURNING. DISINTEGRATING.
AND THERES GUYS IN THE BACK WITH LITTLE PEACE SIGNS.
i am genuinely shocked as a white person that i never learned this because i knew that this era was bad, i knew about emmett till and stuff, but i had never learned until recently that there were postcards. i never knew that emmett till had an open casket because his mom wanted everyone to see what they did.
they skipped over this shit, and if that doesnt make you angry, then i want you to block me and never look back.
maybe do some research first though.
(image below and source! big tw!!!!)

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AS PROMISED!! Here is your Nancy Drew Quotes as literary devices quiz. (for all my literary fiends and ap lang students)
ps i’ve also added it to my nancy drew quiz playlist here (along with my other quizzes and any ones i could find on sporcle): https://www.sporcle.com/playlists/moops33/nancy-drew-games
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20241222 — 🥰
I almost slept the whole day. didn't even bother to go out my room. it's 7 pm & i just had my first meal of the day. i just love how peaceful to just shut everything down; protected my walls, set boundaries and choose my peace.
wala lang, Lord. I feel like i learned how to protect my peace over anything else. learned how to show up even sometimes life is just hard to bare. I prayed for this, it took me awhile to be this at ease.
i'm juuuuusssst happy that I am able to have a "pahinga" even i feel like i don't deserve any of it. i remember the time i was longing na "sana sunday na" bc everything felt so tiring mentally and emotionally; pero i have to be there & show up the time na i have to sa work; even i no longer have the energy to move kasi the inner me was pagod already. grabe yung linggo na 'yan feeling ko cocollapse na ako hindi man physically but mentally and emotionally.
uhm, i hope we're able not to invalidate each of us kind of "pagod" because at the end of the day we just wanted to live and survive and just u know, rest w/o the feeling of guilt.
i'll always appreciate Ma'am E's words before ako umuwi last night. she even pushes me to grab that 9 days vacation kasi alam niya na nahihiya ako. if there were persons who knows how chaotic my mind was sometimes and how difficult for me to handle some things the past weeks at work it would be her & daren. i just thank G din na i have workmates hu were der everytime i feel like i messed up with life and things. 🫶 i'm just so lowkey thankful and grateful each one of them feeling ko talaga mawawasak mental health ko nakaraan na linggo. kaya i kept on telling them na i no longer can manage & handle dramas, kasi yung utak and puso ko lately pagod na din umintindi. you know that "panu naman ako?" ganyan. the time i cried sa harap ni Daren na i felt tired pero ini-invalidate ko feelings ko kasi di naman ako aping api pero yung puso at isip ko gusto na mag shutdown.
Okay, it's just a quick rant before i'll end this day.
Thank you, Papa Lord for everyday. goodnight po.
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intro post!
Brand new studyblr here as a sideblog. I started this so that I could have some motivation and accountability for my schoolwork. (Why did I load this schedule on myself? No clue. Ask very confident last-march me)
about me!
- You can call me kay (she/her)
- I'm a high school junior
- I play the violin
- I'm taking my third year of Latin at school and am currently (slowly) also learning Korean
- I hope to be either a bio/chem major or a pre-law/psych major
- I'm taking the AP classes of chem, lang, and us history this year
fun facts!
- I love to read, specifically fantasy, currently reading onyx storm by Rebecca Yarros
- I also write and crochet
- I bake constantly (stress baking + hard academics are a wonderful combo)
Lots of inspirations, but @studyquill and @kraro-school-life were big helps!
always feel free to reach out if you wanna talk, and questions or comments are always welcome!!
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im asking you to explain :mic: abby and her dad go
ok this all started w bulks post about “abby” meaning “father’s joy” and it got me thinking about the contrast between cecil’s relationship with his mom versus the relationship i imagine between abby and her dad. fair warning that this mostly exists in my head but u bet ur burger im still gonna try to back up my ideas w quotes from the text (AP lit and lang babey).
first of all, looking at cecil’s relationship with his mom is super important. one of the first things we hear about her is that she used to hide from cecil for days and that she covered all the mirrors in their house (33). she also tells cecil to ���beware, be warned, be wary”, which she apparently says to everything and cecil interprets to mean that she’s proud of him. we also hear in “Homecoming” (55) that cecil looks forward to seeing his mom every year at the homecoming game and was disappointed when he wasn’t able to. in “It Sticks With You” (182), we learn their mother would take them into the woods and walk quickly, cecil saying, “I think she wanted to lose us in the shadowy labyrinth of tall trees.” she would leave flowers at the base of the same old tree every time. she would ignore cecil’s questions. in “Bedtime Story” (132), which im convinced is about cecil (but that’s another post), cecil says “he just wanted his mother to show interest in his curiosity.” and even if that story isn’t about him, it is a story his mother would tell him at night, one he never heard the end of. in the traffic section of “Pioneer Days” (143), cecil tells a story of a boy left behind, abandoned by his family, left with nothing but a snake. im also fairly certain this is about him (cecil loves to tell his own story without ever really telling it).
most revealing is what cecil says in “Ghost Stories” about his mother and her death. we learn their mother left when cecil was 14 (whatever that means), that cecil “thought that Mom would be back at any moment, like maybe she was away on business. Or out for a walk. Or just hiding.” He says, “And Mom flew away, when all other defenses failed her.” we learn she returned many years later, sick and old and “sorry”. we learn that she died soon after in a way that was “mundane”, that cecil was at work when it happened. we learn that cecil mourned her passing.
all of this paints a picture of a relationship that was strained, full of pain, downright abusive. and we see cecil, as he does so often, retrofit this pain to be something more palatable. she was hiding because she was proud. she didn’t speak to him because she was focused on something else. her defenses had failed her. she was struggling with alcoholism and mental illness. she was playing a game. she covered the mirrors because of pride. she came back! her death was inevitable. he misses her. he grieves her. he loved her. she might have loved him. he makes excuses for her because to do anything else would be to admit that he had experienced immense pain- to re-experience this immense pain. better to change the story.
now abby.
we don’t know nearly as much about abby as i wish we did. we know she “approach[es] life with a total practicality,” that she will save her pain for when she is in private (It Devours!). steve says, “With Abby around, I can't imagine a bad thing that could happen" (89). we know her relationship with cecil has been tumultuous, that she leaned on cecil and then on steve as she raised janice. in “Bedtime Story”, the sister in the story fought with her brother, telling him she hated him. “she would wrestle him to the ground and pull his hair.” after the boy is buried in the ground, the sister often visits the tree he becomes. she plants flowers, removes beatles from his bark, reads in his shade, plucks his fruit. she visits with a man and a child, visits with joy and with tears in turn. this sister, this abby mourns her brother and tries to protect him, fights with him, loves him.
and, again, in “Ghost Stories”, we learn that abby was “reserved and controlling”, that she dropped out of college when their mom left to raise cecil, that she blamed him (that cecil blamed her for not being their mom). we learn that abby was there when their mother died, that her death prompted cecil and abby to reconcile their differences. we learn that cecil and abby are both haunted by their family.
here’s where i diverge from what we really have.
we haven’t really heard from abby. everything we know of her we’ve learned from cecil and steve. but i have to imagine she resented their mother, that she hardly wanted to drop her plans for her future to raise her younger brother. i hardly have to imagine what it’s like to have that kind of responsibility thrust upon you when all you wanted was to live your own life. i have to imagine watching your mother die, your mother who just reentered your life after years of neglect, would hurt, would be complicated, would cut deep.
i imagine mr. and mrs. palmer bringing home their first born child, naming her “Abby”, naming her “father’s joy”, naming her after the pride that swelled in her father’s chest. i imagine mr. and mrs. palmer doing their best to raise their daughter in a town as hostile as night vale. i imagine them wanting a sibling for their daughter, someone to keep her company when they couldn’t. i imagine abby struggling with the idea for a moment, then embracing her brother wholeheartedly. i imagine mrs. palmer naming their son “Cecil”, naming him “blind”, naming him after the future she saw.
i imagine abby, her father’s joy, watching as he brought his son to “work in the pasture” with him (132). watching as her brother was injured by his curiosity, watching as her father avoided him in his anger. watching her mother hide from her brother. i imagine abby realizing she would have to be the one to patch him up, even while both parents were still home. i imagine abby hearing her father promise that he “would give [his] life for [his son]”, hearing him say her brother could never be a doctor because “he feared for the boy's future patients”. i imagine her wanting her father to offer his life for her, to invite her to the pasture. i imagine her becoming more reserved over time, realizing her brother needed more help and attention, willing to step into the background because she loved him, because she wanted to be strong for her family. i imagine her doing everything she could to live up to her name, to be someone worthy of the joy of her father.
i imagine abby, her father’s joy, watching him leave. maybe she knew why, maybe she was simply left. i imagine abby watching her mother slowly fall into paranoia and fear because of her brother, because of what she had seen. i imagine abby following her mother into the woods, placing flowers on the trunk of a tree she recognizes, trying to keep cecil distracted by playing a game with him. i imagine abby making sure cecil got to school, got food when their mother was hiding from him. i imagine abby finding out her mother too had left, left her with now full time responsibility for cecil. i imagine abby becoming controlling because she had to, because she had lost control over so many other aspects of her life. i imagine abby channeling what she could remember of her father, trying to be strong, reliable- ignoring that he had stopped being that very suddenly. i imagine abby yelling at a teenage cecil, telling herself that it was better than ignoring him like they had. i imagine abby finding out she was to become a mother, a mother without a father, a mother to a daughter who had more needs than she could handle on her own. i imagine abby finding a man who wanted to help, who could provide a stability cecil was unable to, for all his enthusiasm. i imagine abby, kicking her drunk brother she had raised out of her wedding, not willing to look him in the face for years without seeing her father, seeing her mother, seeing ghosts.
and i imagine abby listening to her brother describe their father on live radio. i imagine her cleaning up after the dinner steve made, hearing about a man with a “thin mouth… [and] threatening, beckoning eyes” (192). hearing about a man, their father, her father, going into the forest with a shovel, digging himself out of the ground. i wonder if she put the pieces together retroactively or if she’d had them all along. i imagine her waiting for the shower to cry. i imagine her hearing that cecil received a photograph of their father (201, 219). i wonder if she went to see it, if she was able to, if she even wanted to see it. i wonder if she listened in, checking that her brother was taking care of her daughter, only to hear that her father, the man who’s joy she had once been, was actually talking to cecil (224). i wonder if she wondered why he was reaching out to cecil and not her. i wonder if she called cecil after, or if she knew he meant it when he said, “I refuse to look into it further.” i wonder if she hopes that when cecil is made to remember their father, she gets to as well. i wonder how long she was her father’s joy, and how long she spent grieving whatever changed that.
most of all, i wonder if WE’RE EVER GONNA GET TO HEAR ABBY’S FUCKING VOICE!!
#sorry sorry bulk this got way longer than i was expecting#i TOLD you this was an intricate thought process and that u shouldn't ask for an explanation#im too tired to proofread this but this isn't even everything i wanted to say. i had to stop myself.#anyways i love abby and i absolutely held back from projecting further on her. i did my best to stick at least canon adjacent xo#wtnv
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Scooby-Doo Halloween Monster/Ghost/Ghoul Countdown #10
From the first full-length Scooby-Doo film comes the 10th spot on my Halloween countdown of favorite Scooby-Doo Monster/Ghost/Ghoul, The Skull Ghost.

The Skull Ghost appeared in ''Scooby-Doo Meets the Boo Brothers'', the second of the ''Hanna-Barbera Superstars 10'' a series of 10 made for TV films featuring the Hanna-Barbera characters.


The Skull Ghost was a skeleton who wore a blue cape. Despite having no eyes, the Skull Ghost eye sockets would glow red at times. He spoke in high menacing echoing tone. The Skull Ghost was also able to glow in the dark.

Shaggy inherits his late Uncle Colonel Beauregard's estate so he along with Scooby and Scrappy travel down to the southern plantation to collect his inheritance. However, they're warned by the local sheriff that that plantation is haunted, and they should go home.
Upon arrival at Beauregard Manor, learn Shaggy's uncle left him a vast fortune in hidden treasurer located somewhere on the grounds. The gang soon finds themselves up to their necks in danger as they meet the Ghost of Colonel Beaureguard, a Headless Horseman, an escape Circus Ape and the devious butler Farquard and the Skull Ghost as they hunt for the Beauregard treasure.
To help them get rid of the ghosts, they enlist the help of the Boo Brothers, three ghost exterminators who are ghost themselves. The Boo Brothers go on to search for the ghosts as Scooby, Shaggy and Scrappy search for the hidden jewels.


The Skull Ghost was an extremely dangerous Ghost. He would threaten Shaggy, Scooby and Scrappy as he came up against them in their hunt for the treasure. He also had no issues with using violence against them.
He tried to get Shaggy to lose his grip so he would fall off the roof. Then he trapped Scooby and Shaggy in an open grave and bury them. Later tried to run the gang down with Shaggy's own truck by remote control and then drown them. Finally, he pulled a gun on them and threated to shoot them if they tried to stop him from obtaining the fortune.
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''Scooby-Doo Meets the Boo Brothers'' is my all-time favorite Scooby-Doo film. That's in part to it being one of the few Scooby-Doo films on VHS that I can remember renting frequently and that it was shown on TV often as well. The story is excellent, it's spooky and it doesn't lang. It's hard to believe that the events of the movie take place during a single night. Scrappy was toned down and is more bearable to watch. Maybe the best thing about it is that it shows how Shaggy and Scooby are able to solve a mystery on their own without Fred, Velma and Dalphne. While real monsters and ghost were shown on the ''Scooby-Doo and Scrappy-Doo'' show, this was the first film to feature real ghost. I also love how they ended the mystery of the Ghost Colonel Beauregard at the end of the movie.
''Scooby-Doo Meets the Boo Brothers'' has been included on several of my past Favorite Halloween Lists for movies I like to watch at Halloween time.
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