#Jean Anderson
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zerothisnero · 1 month ago
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Sometimes I think about how I wrote into Jean's story that her mom lied about Abel fighting and dying in the Vietnam War because she didn't want Jean to really know who he is
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themissingfawn · 2 months ago
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Jean, what are your favourite songs? 🌸
"Oh, that's easy! Its..."
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"Um its...I....no..."
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"I don't really remember...it's been so long since I've remembered anything about myself. I'm sorry"
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demon-creepypastas · 2 months ago
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I hope you like it @zerothisnero @maritatari
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kwebtv · 3 months ago
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From the Golden Age of Television
Season 4 Episode 19 (Wikipedia lists it as episode 10)
Douglas Fairbanks Jr. Presents - A New Life - NBC - April 9, 1956
AKA: The Rheingold Theatre and Triangle Theatre
Drama
Running Time: 30 minutes
Written by Dan Harris
Produced by Douglas Fairbanks Jr.
Directed by Arthur Crabtree
Presented by Douglas Fairbanks Jr.
Stars:
Ron Randell as Dr. Lambert
Renée Asherson as Dr. "Susan" Braden
Gerard Heinz as Dr. Mory
Jean Anderson as Sister Charing
June Rodney as Hazina
Jo Enrika as Karam
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violettesiren · 1 year ago
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O winds of the compass points, Yield me your rhythm, Here on this hill By moonlight and starlight, That my simple lyric Shall lift as it lightens A lonely heart!
O Winds! by Jean Anderson
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diioonysus · 9 months ago
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it's all in the eyes
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pasquines · 2 years ago
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kevinsdsy · 6 months ago
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bonus (shawn & jean friendship? idk)
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< prev part | next part >
trojans social media au (pt. 2): two posts in one day because it’s weekend on god i have a life
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jeanmoroses · 5 months ago
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tsc social media au part one !!!
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this is so bland but i need to build exposition or whatever bear with me
insta profiles here and here !!
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zerothisnero · 3 months ago
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NOO I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS TO BE THAT DEPRESSING
Abel's Grief
Ben drowned arg fanfic revolving around @zerothisnero s AU.
(TW: uhhhh some mentions of angst stuff like torment and stuff idk if anyone is sensitive to thar-)
(Characters !mentioned!: Jean (ztn's oc), Abel, BEN, Wilbur)
Not mistake-proofread
For it was another day in Abel's sad and miserable life. Another day of pain, turmoil and grief over his recently ascended daughter. He finds himself sitting at his desk and contemplating his decisions, thinking over his sorry mistakes and the terrible way he was responsible for this bad ending Jean got.
The man enters his room, hanging his coat up and sitting down on his bed, hands over his face as tears stream down his face, staining his clothes and the carpet in small salty droplets. What was he supposed to do? He tried his best to extend the time to his daughters Ascension, but it never proved enough and now- she was stuck with a sick and manipulative entity that was gonna emotionally torment her. He never felt this pathetic and weak in this life, guilt eating away at his organs and causing him turmoil never felt before. Jean was gone. He was alone.
The old man gets up, walking over to his mirror, and looking into it:
Who was he now, if not a father?
He doesn't deserve to call himself a dad anymore. All he's left is the shell of a hollow job title he has: head scientist of the eternity project.
Worst of all? His daughters tormentor is his creation: BEN.
So as he's staring in the mirror, he notices his grey hairs. How much time had passed since Jean and wilburs birth, what he had missed, and what he had done to catch up with his children. Namely let his daughter be sacrificed. How pathetic. The mirror immediately gets smashed and thrown out. He hangs up a picture of his daughter, wiping his tears away, and pledging he'll find her, save her, and avenge her. Make up for his mistakes, because that's all he has left as a meaning of existence. He's an old, divorced man responsible for all his misery- and he will pay with his blood if it meant getting his daughter out of that mess.
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zerothisnero · 2 months ago
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My 4 dumb ass kids and shithead entity ❤️
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themissingfawn · 2 months ago
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Who’s the best clown in the cartridge?
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demon-creepypastas · 3 months ago
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@zerothisnero I really tried,I hope you like it😔✋🏻
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texaschainsawmascara · 1 year ago
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Gillian Anderson, Melody Maker ‘97
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diioonysus · 9 months ago
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green is the fresh emblem of well founded hope. in blue the spirit can wander, but in green it can rest
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mikyapixie · 19 days ago
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24 years ago today X-Men: Evolution premiered on Kids WB!!!
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