#Latchkey

[classycookiexo]

Lol it’s crazy because most latchkey kids I knew loved the alone time till their parents got home

[gangles-toybox]

I think it would be interesting to have another episode abt Kim n Stephaine. This is how I imagine it would go:

Kim wakes up one day and starts feeling...a vague sense of guilt. She can't find out why, but given how Stephaine is towards her now, she figured she could try to apolgize to her for...whatever she did, if only to sustain her own ego.

So, she goes into Buried Pleasures n asks her out to have lunch with her. Stephaine is suspicious as hell but agrees to it, since it would be nice for somebody to legimately change.

Kim gives the vaguest apology known to mankind, since she still doesn't recognize what she did wrong. Stephaine is just like oh ok I guess. Not suprised but disappointed. Still talks to her though, just to talk to somebody.

After Kim goes home, she feels her guilt completely gone. But she can't exactly stop feeling..something. She was excited to see her husband of course, but there was another feeling there. She does tell Karl abt her liking Stephaine once she realizes but Karl is cool with it since he thinks it's just going to be like how it was in highschool for them. And honestly that's how Kim thinks too, she just thinks she wants to kiss Stephaine again to just get more attention from Karl.

So, she tries to pursue Stephaine, just automatically assuming she would still be ok with her doing the same shit since they did it in highschool, and nobody got hurt, so why not again? But of course, Stephaine isn't going to fall for her bullshit twice, so she says no and avoids her.

Kim goes back to Karl and she still loves him n all but she does feel a weird longing towards Stephaine still.

Now, she's in the same place Stephaine was all those years ago(not that it's not deserved tho).

[dogyip]

love my chihuahua

[axle-77]

[aroaessidhe]

it is better to lose one than risk two it's worth risking two to save one

Archivist Wasp & Latchkey - Nicole Kornher-Stace

[just-a-random-dungeon-master]

thinking about the song pain remains II: after all I’ve done, ill disappear (by Lorna shore) and foster & the ghost and I just have. So many emotions abt those two

[theduofinds]

I was a latchkey kid and this one hits close to home! Growing up, I always used to lose my keys, so this key buddy would have come in handy! #theduofinds #latchkey #latchkeykids #batmanreturns #vintage #vintagetoys #retrotoys #batman #1990s (at Austin, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoL4KQYNSHn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[silverandzlo]

When the economy crashed, I was in second grade. Many of my classmates had to move. One lived in his mums van for a year. Me. My mum had to go to work full time. So from then on I had to go home alone and wait there for her to finish work. It wasn't awful. Looking back things could have been worse. But it was lonly. So I would have the TV on the whole day just for the noise. We had to get rid of most of the channels. So PBS kids was the only one who played kids stuff all day. I was too old for sesame Street. But it was what played right when I got home. After a while I got over my embarrassment and started talking back to elmo. For three hours every school day he was all I had to talk to.

This is elmo's purpose. This has always been Elmo's purpose.

[rhetoricandlogic]

LATCHKEY From the Archivist Wasp series , Vol. 2 by Nicole Kornher-Stace ‧

RELEASE DATE: July 10, 2018

ear-future science-fiction crimes bleed into dystopian horror centuries later in a wildly imaginative genre-hybrid sequel to Archivist Wasp (2015).

For three years, Isabel (ex-Archivist and no longer going by “Wasp”) and the former shrine girls have gradually created a home; now savage invaders force them to fight to defend it. While hiding refugees in tunnels buried since the Before, Isabel again encounters the ghosts of a nameless, long-dead supersoldier and his partner. Instead of passing peacefully on to the afterlife, the ghosts are seeking their lost memories of the Latchkey Project that engineered them, secrets that could guarantee Isabel’s future…or destroy it. Less mythic in tone and more conventional in structure than the first, this title nonetheless delivers gripping action while deepening mysteries in restrained prose studded with flashes of vulgar brutality and startling poetry. Isabel’s post-apocalyptic world, with all its graphic violence and cruelty, still exhibits solidarity, tenderness, and joy. Allusions to names of varying ethnicities and a range of skin tones indicate an unobtrusive diversity. The emotional core of the story resides in the magnificently understated relationship between damaged, heartsick Isabel and the arrogant yet oddly fragile ghost, a kinship forged from their shared raw courage, ferocious loyalty, and bone-deep integrity, punctuated by an uncertain, heart-piercing vulnerability. Although this narrative provides satisfying closure, readers will hope for more about these unlikely allies.

[dash-dash-dash-e]

[gangles-toybox]

I think Clay Puppington and Karl Latchkey should kiss. No reason really, idk why I thought of this weird ass ship yesterday but I did. Also if they did ever meet you can't tell me this wouldn't happen:

Clay: Well here's Doughy back. Say, are you his older brother?

Karl: Aha, no, but I'm flattered! I'm his dad.

Clay: ....interesting

[phae-touched]

Are latchkey kids even a *thing* anymore?

I see these schools with their miles of cars just idling in a queue on the street in the morning/afternoon, and think "what happened to busses and walking?" Do children not walk to/from school or bus stops anymore?

Not to get 'back in my day' about this, but like @killerzebras noted the 80s and 90s was way more hands off and outdoors-centered. I would walk to school (or the bus stop) before dawn - alone - with my walkman blaring, and then walk back the same way. On school nights I just had to be back when the streetlights came on. I even lived in a pretty non-walkable suburb for most of my childhood, but we did have some modicum of public transportation, libraries, malls, parks, other friends' houses, sidewalks big enough to bike down...

My parents worked full time (and then some), and so did the parents of basically everyone I knew, and we just... went home. And either stayed home and did homework/chores/watched tv/listened to music/whatever, or went home to drop off our crap, then went back out with our friends. School holidays were no different except we could get started on hanging out earlier in the day.

I even had internet access for much of my adolescence, and *loved* monopolizing the phone line for it, but when it was light outside, I (along with everyone I knew) was on my own and for the most part we weren't expected to be at the house unless we were in trouble. Not because our parents were super chill or neglectful, either. Mine were especially strict among the secular reckoning of the time; only my friends from highly religious families had parents with stricter rules than mine. And still, I was a latchkey kid from the time I was in school.

I don't know, I don't (and won't) have kids so I haven't kept up with what it's like to be a child day-to-day in the modern era, but I do know that if I wanted to try and replicate a normal day from my own childhood, I would hard pressed to accomplish it now (and not just because I'm old and tired :P).

[honjam]

Spam I am...

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[dogyip]

baby latchkey . uhm. worm? ? so sorry

[marblesoda-bish]

I really really really really really like Morel Orel

[aroaessidhe]

Latchkey - Nicole Kornher-Stace