#Ruth Ur

[fishblings]

My headcanons for Ruth! I put her in a wheelchair cuz she deserves it <3

[firelise]

Alfre Woodard on Crooklyn (1994) for R29:

“To my knowledge, we hadn’t seen a Black family that was just presented as we are in life, as human beings,” Woodard said. “I get told in Belgium by white Belgians ‘I love Crooklyn, it reminds me of growing up.’ Which is what happens when you tell a story from a specific point of view, you don’t have to mention race. You didn’t get up this morning like ‘I’m a black woman that wants a cup of coffee.’ You just want a cup of coffee. It was us as we are. Just us being fabulous, complex, funny, delightful, and making ends meet. And seeing, even within that story, that we’re not monolithic...The specificity is what makes it universal. Diversity is not the point; showing reality is the point.”

[lillazyboithings]

Hey y'all! This is my first time participating in the @hatchetfield-bang! This is my art work for @ratsarecute4's fic called Ziria! (Link) Please go and check it out once it's released and make sure to check out the rest of the pieces that will be posted on the official hatchetfield bang account

[imperaptorfuriosa]

ethan post of the night: i love love love that he's this spy-movie leading man and he just. trusts people. he'll meet someone and within 5 minutes he's like "this is my bestie, id die for them." he's full of HOPE and JOY, and when things get bleak he never gives up Trying because he believes theres always a possibility of good overcoming. benji sees him as invincible and able to do anything, but ethan never sees himself as anything other than the person still willing to TRY. he's smart and good on his feet and an expert at reading people, but he also refuses to see anything other than the possibility of greatness in everyone. hes NICE and not in a slick, womanizer way. he's just nice. and antagonists REPEATEDLY use that against him. in 1 and 3 especially, we see his trust get used and abused. but he still sticks by ilsa all through rouge nation!!! blockbuster action guys dont anways get to be like that, but he's been like that for 20 years!!!!!!!!!!!!

[mxrisacoulter]

2.07 // 3.04

[soggedboytroutanti]

Ruth Fleming from NPMD says Free Palestine

pls suggest more characters

[fencecollapsed]

my biggest criticism of hatchetfield remains that they've set up some incredibly interesting relationship dynamics early on and since refused to explore them any further, like how many more new characters are they going to introduce and explore before I get the Emma and Tom story I so righteously deserve-

[allhailwiggly]

my personal headcanon btw is that ruth is the tallest of lauren's hatchetfield characters everyone just thinks she's tiny bc she spends all her time standing next to the two tallest boys in school

[ruthiesrambles2]

Sharing clothes: re: the hospitality uniforms.

"Melanie?" Ruth begins, a little out breath.

None of the passengers she had passed on the way to the hospitality office would have seen anything amiss, a pleasant smile on her face and walking, never running, with purpose. The breathlessness the only sign thst Ruth had been rushing.

"What's the emergency? Tristan said-" she stopped as Melanie turned to face her. "Oh."

Melanie's face was serious as Ruth held back a laugh. Melanie's jacket lay discarded on the desk, evidently removed to assess the full damage of the large dark stain on an otherwise crisp white blouse.

"it's not funny, Ruth. This is my last shirt, laundry are days behind with uniforms and I was minding my own business when that - that - boy barrelled into me and sent my coffee flying! The next thing I know he's running out the door talking about how you'll know how to fix it and I -" Melanie let out a frustrated noise, "- I haven't got time for this!"

"Now Melanie, Tristan is a very nice young man and I'm sure he didn't -"

"Ruth!" Melanie gestured wildly at the still wet shirt that was now sticking to the skin below.

"Okay, okay!" Ruth conceded, marching to the drawers at the back of the room. "Let me think. Coffee... We need to blot it as much as we can. Draw out as much liquid as possible... Aha!"

With a triumphant smile she turned back to Melanie, holding out the large stack of napkins she had been searching for.

"The batch we recalled for the W being upside down. I guess we never got them restitched."

Melanie took one of the proffered pieces of cloth and dabbed at the large damp area on her chest.

"Be easier with it on a flat surface," Ruth mused. "And anyway, we'll need to run it under cold water next."

Melanie just stared in response.

"What? It'll be harder to get out if we leave it," Ruth offered.

"What am I supposed to wear in the meantime? I've got that meeting with the catering team about - oh god, and then Lilah Folger is expecting me to discuss LJ's birthday -"

Melanie's speech was rapid, verging into panicked. Ruth had seen her handle many a crisis, and felt a twinge of discomfort watching the unflappable head of hospitality, well, flapping.

"Oh!" she interjected, cutting off Melanie's to do list. "I've got a - hang on -"

Ruth returned to the drawers, pulling open the one marked 'Misc. Supplies' in perfect script.

"I almost forgot this was here. It's probably a bit creased, but it's clean. I stashed one away for - well for this really. Only for me, obviously. It might come up a little big but I'm sure we can tuck it in..."

Now it was Ruth's turn to ramble, but she stopped as she saw Melanie's eyes widen in surprise at the shirt in her hands.

"Ruth, I could kiss you!" she exclaimed.

Ruth barely had time to register the blush rising to her cheeks before it rose again. She swallowed harshly as Melanie began to pull up her coffee stained shirt.

"I-" she spluttered, quickly turning away.

She fiddled with her W pin as she stared at the wall, her own pulse loud in her ears. She must have really been rushing around, she thought. Just not got her breath back...

"Come help me zip?" she heard Melanie ask over the roar of her heartbeat.

She swallowed again.

Slowly turning back, she saw Melanie unsuccessfully reaching for the zipper halfway down her spine, arms contorted. The shirt was a little big, but Ruth couldn't help but think it looked good. Not that Melanie ever looked bad in anything ever but...

Ruth shook herself back out of her head, stepping forwards as Melanie turned her back towards her.

Carefully reaching for the zipper, she pulled it up slowly, careful not to catch any skin.

She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, only she must have been too close when she did so, as the skin on Melanie's neck rose up in goosebumps.

"Thanks," Melanie said, uncharacteristically softly, as she turned back to Ruth.

Tucking the shirt tightly into her skirt, her eyes flicked up to the clock.

"I've got to go, is there any chance you could -" she gestured to the discarded shirt on the desk.

"I've got it. Don't worry."

Melanie smiled warmly, and Ruth felt that damn blush again. She handed Melanie her jacket.

"I'll swing by the laundry car too, and see if we can't do something about your uniform being expedited," she offered.

"I owe you one, Ruth," Melanie said genuinely, touching her hand to Ruth's arm for just a second.

And then she was out the door, leaving Ruth with the crumpled up shirt, and the blood rushing in her ears again.

[itsmariejanel]

66. in love

previous [.beginning.] next > transcript under the cut 

Makoto - My sister cockblocking you two is making me miss college time. [ dreamy sigh ] Do you remember college, Sunny? Kiara - Do I remember the countless times I walked in on you? Yes, yes I do. Sock on the door? We don’t know her. Makoto - Hey, could’ve been worse! Kiara - ...How? Actually, nevermind, I don’t wanna know- Makoto - [ laughs ] If I remember correctly, I caught you once or twice- Kiara - Because you didn’t see the sock- Makoto - Do you have a foot fetish or something? Stop talking about socks!  Kiara - You’re a nightmare!

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Morgyn - Well well well, look who’s calling me! Jace - [ chuckles ] Hi Morgyn, are you busy right now or can we chat for a bit? Morgyn - I’m at Tess’s house with the Vatores, Eva and your aunt, but I can chat! Jace - Oh, is everything alright? Morgyn - We hope so! Lilith is in a lot of pain right now, so I suggested we come here to make sure the baby’s doing okay and hopefully get some medicine. [ whispering ] She’s being quite feral lately… Lilith - DO YOU WANNA DIE MORGYN EMBER??? Morgyn - Do you see what I mean? Jace - You just called a pregnant woman feral, it’s amazing you’re still alive if you ask me- Morgyn - ANYWAYS... I came outside. Spill!!  Jace - I took your advice...  Morgyn - ......!!  Jace - I kissed Kiara after the party- Morgyn - I KNEW YOU WOULD DO IT!! I’m so excited for you, Jacey! You gotta tell me everything, how was it? Kiara - Incredible... Something out of a true dream. I’ve never had a first kiss like this before! It was [ pauses ] strangely familiar- Jace - -like we were two pieces of a puzzle that [ smiles ] fit perfectly… Morgyn - [ shrieks in excitement ] Jace - [ chuckles ] Alright, calm down! Morgyn - Jace!! You’re in love! I’m so happy for you!  Jace - … in love- Morgyn - What’s wrong? Kiara - I’m scared, Ace. I’m scared to love again… Makoto - Listen, you know better than I do that love is a scary feeling, it can be quite ugly... but! It doesn’t have to be like that, if you are with the right person, you know? And I’m gonna take a leap of faith here and tell you that Jace isn’t Dustin- Jace - No, I know she isn’t Emilia! No... She’s, she’s... special.  I guess... I don’t know. [ sighs ] I’m scared, Morgyn. Morgyn - Jace, don’t sabotage yourself. Sometimes you just gotta take that chance! We don’t know the future, but the present is what matters- I too was terrified, of love. But I understood that running from it wasn’t the answer, so I embraced it and I’ve never been happier! Caleb’s the love of my life. The Vatores are my family... Even that feral pregnant woman. So...  Makoto - Don’t run from this, Sunflower. Kiara - I don’t wanna run anymore, Ace... I’m scared but I... I do wanna be with him! Oh my god... I’m in- Jace - - [ smiles ] love with Kiara.

[addictsitter]

Chambers (2019) | episode five: "murder on my mind"

"i'm sorry. i..." "i don't blame you."

[scalpelsister]

𝐔𝐑𝐋 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄.

tagged by @rolangf to post my url in songs- thank you <3 tagging- @red-nightskies @dandelionandkrindle @shellibisshe @lxmbert @bhaalcest @teamhawkeye @ghostfvcker

S - Sugarbread by Soap & Skin

C - Cry For Me by Castle Rat

A - Arms I Know So Well by Emma Ruth Rundle

L - Lampshades on Fire by Modest Mouse

P - Persephone by Tamino

E - Exorcism by Sidewalks and Skeletons

L - Living With The Black Dog by Emma Ruth Rundle

S - Spit by Poppy

I - ITIIITIATIIHYLIHYL by BLACKSHAPE

S - Siphon by Zola Jesus

T - The Saints I by Dirt Poor Robins

E - Evening On the Ground (Lilith's Song) by Iron & Wine

R - Races by Emma Ruth Rundle

[amorhedera6]

i’m giving everyone lore bc i can’t help myself sorry not sorry.

(ruth’s tragic backstory under the cut)

ruth joleigh flemming is the second born child of five. her older brother, nathaniel, is two years older than her. he is the family golden child that does no wrong, he got all the good genes, attractive, taller. he played baseball and was popular in high school. in the hallways he would pretend not to see her, refused to acknowledge her, made her walk home when he drove his friends so he wouldn’t be associated with her. he’s their parents favorite and can do nothing wrong.

ruth on the other hand is only useful of invisible. she is given the most chores, is asked to watch her younger siblings constantly, expected to follow a curfew nathaniel never had. her parents marriage follows traditional gender roles, roles they push fiercely into their children, and ruth is put to work the most. she’s not allowed to drive her parents car when nathaniel was, etc.

her next sibling, henry, is three years younger than her. he is kinder than nathaniel, also often invisible to their parents, for he is more academic than his older brother. he likes science and is always holed up in his room working on smothering or other. he loves animals and learning about them, wants to be a vet. he and ruth walk home with richie every day (bc richie lives a few houses down). he’s quiet, mostly keeps to himself.

after henry is melanie, who’s only a year younger. she also has a lot of expectations on her to be a good girl, good wife, etc. all that sexist, 50s house wife bullshit. ruth tries to shield her from it by doing most of the work, but melanie is a better, less sarcastic help in the kitchen, so she often had to help their mom with the food. she does gymnastics, is really good at too, but her parents write it off as just a hobby. she could do really well professionally if her parents took it seriously.

the youngest is harvey, who’s two years younger than melanie. he does a lot of sports, but all of them in the kid way where he doesn’t really do anything. he likes soccer the best, and wants to continue that when he gets older. he’s a boy scout and plays a lot of video games. he’s the stereotype of the youngest sibling, he gets whatever he wants and doesn’t realize it.

ruth was put in dance at 4 because her mother danced as a kid, and she absolutely loved it. ballet and tap, but she wasn’t graceful enough for ballet. tap she stuck with for a long time. she had this class with peter, who she became friends with at like 12ish. she was expected to be a dancer because it was feminine and quiet and all that shit, so she became insecure about her loudness and lonely. she quit dance in her freshman year when she was picked for a dance solo and had a panic attack on stage.

she fell in love with theatre and joined the tech booth. she wanted to perform, but couldn’t get herself back on stage after what happened. she watched the shows from the back of the auditorium with jealousy.

she knew she was bi watching shake it up bc she fell in love w zendaya at 8. she never told her parents bc she knew it wasn’t worth the hassle. she knows they won’t believe her, will think it’s a phase, and thinks it’s better to just leave it all alone. it’s not like she’s ever getting a girlfriend anyways.

she hates wearing skirts, but if she goes like two weeks wearing just pants her mom sits her down and talks to her about being a proper lady. she’d rather just wear them then hear any of it. she wears a skirt every other thursday and it’s enough that her parents only give her looks instead of actually talking to her.

she likes star wars, absolutely hated the choices made in the new ones but watches them anyway bc the people are all hot. she has star wars merch and shit in her room but not too much bc it’s a “boyish” interest.

she had long dark curls her whole life, hates them. hates managing them, hates the curl routine, hates having such long hair, so in a fit of rage had richie and pete chop it all off in the middle of the night her sophomore year. she got it touched up by her moms hairdresser, but refuses to let it grow any more.

she got her headgear the summer before eighth grade, when she was 13, and has had it ever since. she despises it, but refuses to admit it to anyone but richie and peter. she owns it, matches her clothes to it, acts like she doesn’t give a shit when people call her metalhead or something equally uncreative.

she inherited her fathers anger issues. she keeps a lot of it inside bc she hates social interaction if she isn’t close to a person, but it makes her have a lot of hate for people who annoy her. like trevor, who always mixes up his cue lines and makes her look bad. or caitlin, who likes to spend her breaks annoying ruth in the tech booth.

(caitlin actually has a crush on ruth and has for years, but ruth’s so annoyed with someone pose being in her safe space that she can’t tell she’s being flirted with.)

her parents don’t want her to work, so she can spend time at the house looking after her siblings, cleaning, and all that, so she doesn’t have a job. her parents also don’t want her to go to college, since they think it’s unnecessary. she still applied to schools all over the country to get the fuck out of hatchetfield. she’s marked her major down as math, since she’s okay at it, but she has no interest in doing it with her life. she has no idea what she wants to do. (that’s not true. she wants to act. dance. perform. but she has absolutely no faith in herself, her talent, her ability to overcome her anxiety, so. math it is.)

she’s never told anyone this, she’s ignoring it and pretending she didn’t, but she did send a self tape to a drama school in california. she hasn’t heard back, though.

her favorite color is red, which is why she picked it for her headgear when they made her chose. she likes it because she can get away with wearing it in masculine ways since it’s close enough to pink, but it also represents fire, anger. she thinks color theory is super interesting. she had to learn it when her mom made her learn about flowers, and the flowers part bored her to death, but she loves colors.

her father is named walter, he’s a business executive about thirty years older than her mother. her mother, doreen, wants desperately to be a stay at home mom, but they can’t afford it, so she works at a flower shop. she says that if you must work in life, it might as well be a position for a lady. she still makes dinner every night. she only wears dresses and heels. sometimes ruth thinks her mother was brainwashed or something.

because ruth’s sanctuary is her grandparents. her mothers parents are not at all the stereotypical housewife/working husband couple. they are fiercely strong and interesting people with interesting stories to tell. from their stories, her mom used to be the same way, at one point. she went to college for prelaw, and dropped out her sophomore year after meeting walter. they say she changed a lot, but they don’t talk about it enough for ruth to get real details. she can only pull them by their teeth if they have a lot to drink, which they don’t often do. it’s a mystery shes piecing together slowly.

she knows her parents don’t care about her much. they don’t give a shit about her grades, never go to parent teacher conference night, stopped going to her dance recitals when she was ten, never came to one of the shows she worked on with the school. she was only ever scolded but never really treated like their daughter, more like a misbehaving help they need to set right.

they never hit her, but she’s well aware she’ll be fucked up forever. she is counting down the days until she gets to college and she can get a tattoo and burn her skirts and go to therapy. she loves her friends, and her siblings (most of the time), but she despises hatchetfield and her parents.

she can’t wait to get out.

(she never gets out.)

[imperaptorfuriosa]

every time an old person at the library says something like "subtitles are distracting, i cant read and watch at the same time, i miss the visuals, etc etc" i have to resist the urge to bite back with "skill issue"

[gay-jewish-bucky]

shavuot is soon and ive begun vibrating at a frequency previously only theorized in human biology

[kingtankgirl]

the longer i live the more my life becomes a monument to my marriage. the entire experience of being alive becomes about doing it with someone else the longer you love them