#anne shirley cuthbert kin

[richardsfatalflaw]

i do not have an original personality. i stole it from :

- a dead bisexual werewolf professor

- a poet with social anxiety

- an girlboss who can crack top secret russian codes but can't talk to girls

- a ginger who once killed a classmate and fucked the rest

- a traumatized guy with a bowlcut that looks good in it somehow

- another ginger who spends more time in her head than with other people (so real)

- a witch who turns men into pigs

- a dead gay dog guy

- a character that was mentioned one (1) time in the hp books but is now a badass lesbian who is besties with future death eaters

- a demo expert who would wake you up before killing you bc he's nice like that :)

[aerowolf]

"my daughter is perfectly fine" your daughter kins Anne Shirley Cuthbert

[spir4nts-lun4r]

updated intro post!

so hello, I will go by liam on here from now on

do not flirt with me, I'm not a person but the mere concept of nostalgia for a time that I never experienced

I am an enfp, my enneagram is 4w3, my biggest kins are charlie kelmeckis, sydney & liam novak, anne shirley cuthbert, ka'kwet, bojack horseman, diane nguyen, tori spring, micheal holden and will graham

my biggest interests right now are solitaire (this is an ongoing fixation of over 4 years), hannibal, anne of green gables, dissection, human anatomy, photography and psychology

my current favourite..

• shows are anne with an e, hannibal, teotfw, gilmore girls, bojack horseman, sherlock bbc, good omens, ianowt and everything sucks

• books are solitaire, anne of green gables, the secret history and the perks of being a wallflower

• songs are "watermelon" by john + jane q and "harvey" by alex g

• games are life is strange, sally face and omori

• artists are crystal castles, fleet foxes, alex g, radiohead and fiona apple

• colours are dark green and lavender purple

• foods are dark chocolate, choc chip cookies, pesto pasta, sweet potato chips, cookie-dough and coffee icecream, hummus, cucumber and cherry tomatoes

• drinks are black coffee, diet ice tea and fizzy lemon water

• random things are my cat, weed, drawing organs and skeletons, romanticizing my suffering, baking, laying in bed doing nothing, sleeping, being useless, cutting my hair impulsively, buying new things ( <materialism3 ), the entire aesthetic surrounding 2000 to 2012, poetry (I have a poetry dedicated account @aionios-monaxia ) and cameras

I am pretty lonely so anons and asks are more than welcome !!!

[finn-furry]

Intro Post!

I go by a few names, you can call me Finn, Milo, Jake, or Bingo! (Milo and Finn is preferred currently) I am an INFP-T and I am a type 6 wing 5

I am Mexican and I speak English and Spanish

I go by He/They pronouns and I am Trans FTM. I am also Demisexual and Gay (still kinda figuring out where I am in the asexual spectrum)

I will post my art or things that involve my interests. My current hyperfixations are School Spirits, Cobra Kai, Blue Beetle, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, and Z-O-M-B-I-E-S! Feel free to ask me about them or talk to me about them

I will also share my kins! (They are ordered from, "This character is literally me" to "Some aspects of this character I relate to") : Anne Shirley-Cuthbert (Anne with an E), Jake Peralta (Brooklyn Nine-Nine), Bingo (Bluey), Lucifer Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel), Miguel Diaz (Cobra Kai), Brick Heck (The Middle), Zed Necrodopolis (Z-O-M-B-I-E-S), Wally Clark (School Spirits), Fizzarolli (Helluva Boss), Jaime Reyes (Blue Beetle [2023]), Alina Starkov (Shadow and Bone), Uzi Doorman (Murder Drones), Tory Nichols (Cobrai Kai), Squirrelflight (Warrior Cats), Qibli (Wings of Fire), Peter Parker (Tom Holland/MCU) and most Spidermen in general, Nick Nelson (Heartstopper), and Turtle (Wings of Fire)

[kin-reqss]

an aesthetic for an anne shirley-cuthbert from anne with an e/anne of green gables!

for @romantical-anne!

[ficstim]

anne shirley cuthbert stimboard w/ watercolors, crystals, grass in the wind, & orbeez

[ ❦ ❦ ❦ ] [ ❦ ❦ ❦ ] [ ❦ ❦ ❦ ]

[littlx-songbxrd]

Me: I dont have a type

The neurodivergent coded character:

[notreyev]

i be like “i dont even know who i am” and my top 3 kins are cecil palmer, peter nureyev, and anne shirley cuthbert

[simplyfandomish]

Sister, Sister (4/_)

Anne and her older sister reunite and wreak havoc on the small town of Avonlea.

Older! Gilbert Blythe x Anne’s Older Sister! Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Romance, Family Angst??, Angst: guns, knives, Gold conmen

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 ||

“Pfft. That stupid orphan with her bar wench sister. Is it bad that I find it hilariously ironic?” Billy snorted, as he led his trio of buddies into the main town of Avonlea. “It must be a regular occurrence for orphans to grow up to be the nuisances of the world.” The blond boy kicked a pinecone out of his way. The cone jumped over the snowbank, before landing in the hard snow with a crunch. 

“It was hilarious seeing that orphan go all red when you teased her about her sister. As if she could get any redder than her ugly hair!” A goon chuckled.

“Yea!” A second boy snickered, “Then how she got all flustered when Mr. Phillips came in and berated her about being too loud.”

“She’ll never learn to be civilized,” the third boy shrugged his shoulders casually.

The trio snickered but went silent when Billy raised his arms to his sides and halted the lot of them. 

“Well, well, guess who it is.” He pointed at the flash of red hair that turned around the corner of a brick building. “It would be rude not to say hello to our dear, orphan classmate.” Billy Andrews smirked and popped up the collar of his shirt to cover his chin, then he made his way towards the flash of red hair he had spotted. The boys behind readjusted their own wardrobes and scurried after their partner. 

The quartet casually strolled past the large window of Mister Gilligan’s Market shop, where a young man with raven hair watched them stroll past with a raised brow. 

It wasn’t uncommon to run into people you know around town. After all, Avonlea was a small town, but why Billy Andrews and his posse seemed to be stalking through the town like the Wallstreet men in America, was beyond Gilbert Blythe.

The ravenet shook his head in dismissal at the group of boys that were three years his junior and continue to restock the shelves for Mister Gilligan. His dark brown eyes glanced out the window once more, an unknown feeling worming its way into his gut.

“Blythe!” Gilbert whipped around to the elderly shop owner, “When you’re done with that shelf, take a 10.”

“Yes, sir.” 

Billy Andrews and his posse had that stupid little redhead cornered!  She was bent over a stack of boxes at the end of the alleyway and spoke in a quiet voice. Whatever she was saying, the boys didn’t care, but it seemed to only prove their suspicions that she was beyond mental. 

Billy stepped carefully over the muddy snow that covered the alley and stalked up behind the redhead. Then in a flourish, he grabbed the ends of her dark green pea coat and flipped the tails over her head. 

The girl shrieked as she was ambushed from behind. 

What Billy was expecting was to find frilly, white bloomers, but instead found a pair of brown riding pants with brown, muddy boots. 

Billy scoffed and spun on his to return to his group of pals. The trio was cracked up in stitches. Although for the blond, it wasn’t as entertaining as the last time he had lifted Anne’s skirt.

“Not as funny as the last time,” Billy voiced his thoughts, “She’s wearing pants.”

“Must’ve learned her lesson from last time!” One of the boys snickered. 

“You a little caught up there, Anne?” Another boy teased.

The quartet watched as Anne - or who they thought was Anne - throw the ends of her winter coat off of her head and whip around to face her attackers. 

Billy and two out of three boys froze and choked when they noticed the fuming redheaded woman glare daggers at the quartet. Raymond, one of the less intelligent boys of their quartet was still chuckling at “Anne’s” misfortune.

(Y/n) grit her teeth, clenched her fists, and squared her shoulders. “Anne. You know Anne? Anne Shirley-Cuthbert?”

Billy swallowed and nodded, “W-We apologize, ma’am. We t-thought you were-”

“Anne. You thought I was Anne...Do you tease, Anne? Throw her skirt up over her head to see her bloomers?” 

Three out of four shook their heads rapidly. “N-No, ma’am!”

But Raymond tilted his head, “What’re you talking about, Billy? We did that to her two weeks ago.” Multiple hands slapped onto Raymond’s mouth.

“S-Shut up, Ray!” 

“H-He’s an idiot, ma’am! He doesn’t know what he’s talking about!”

(Y/n) snorted and then erupted into a fit of giggles. The boys glanced at each other nervously as the redhead burst out into laughter. 

Gilbert had just opened the back door of the market to enjoy his ten-minute break but froze in the doorway as he found a red-haired woman laughing in front of him and Billy Andrew’s posse. He bit into the skin of his apple carefully.

The woman regained her composure and let out an exhausted sigh. Ooooh, she was gonna bust these boys up really well. “So you’ve been tormenting my little sister?”

Everyone’s eyes widened. 

Gilbert, with the sudden news that his old classmate has an older sister. With the quartet, they expected an old, busty barmaid with warts and gray hair and rotten teeth. The cliche image of one who works in a tavern. 

But instead here was this young woman with a nice boson and flawless teeth and skin. Her hair was bright red like a burning ember rather than the pumpkin orange color her sister has and it wasn’t pinned back. Her hair wasn’t twisted into an updo like women’s fashion demanded, instead, the wavy locks laid on her shoulders and down her chest. Almost like a lion mane of scarlet red hair...  

Like her hair, she looked wild. 

And Gilbert Blythe was heavily intrigued.

“Y-Y-You’re-”

“Anne’s older sister, yup.” She popped the ‘p’ and began to roll up the sleeves of her jacket, “Now who was the one who tried to see my bloomers?” Anne’s older sister resembled a very pissed off lioness that was ready to spill blood for her kin.

Gilbert leaned against the doorway and his brown eyes flickered back and forth between the pissed off redhead and the quartet of scared boys. He learned first hand that Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned - especially a redhead. The right side of his face twitched at the memory of Anne smashing her chalk tablet against his head. 

He blinked out of the memory when the trio pushed Billy Andrews towards the red-haired woman. 

The blond tried to dig his feet into the snow to stop being pushed forward, but his feet sunk deeper into the dirty snow. He could feel the cold seep into his shoes and sock his socks. Eventually, he fell tripped on his own two feet and stumbled face-first into the muddy snow of the alleyway. 

(Y/n) snorted at the pathetic display the boys had just performed. She rolled her eyes and approached the fallen boy. 

Billy pushed himself up by his arms, but he yelped when he felt the back of his jacket be yanked. The redhead woman had picked him up like a puppy by the scruff and threw him back to his friends’ feet. Billy stumbled back to his feet and leaned against one of his friends for support. His feet still slipped on the frozen ground. 

“You guys are pathetic.” (Y/n) spat at the boys. “And if I catch you messing with my sister or trying to peek at another girl’s bloomers I’m going to really show you not to mess with a Shirley.” She cracked her knuckles as emphasis. “Now, scram!”

The boys scrambled to escape Anne’s angry older sister. Billy winced and yelped when a large snowball pelted him in the back of his head. “She’s got ammo! Run!” Raymond shrieked, ensuing the other boys to squeak and yelp. 

(Y/n) couldn’t help but snicker as the boys ran away like scared little girls. 

“Hmm, it looks like Billy Andrews finally got his comeuppance.” (Y/n) jumped in the air and spun around. Her eyes met dark brown eyes that stared at her in amusement. A young man was leaning against the doorway of the large brick building that bordered the alleyway. 

“ ‘Billy Andrews’? He sounds like a spoiled brat.” She retorted and returned to the wooden boxes she was inspected before she was so rudely interrupted. 

“What’re you doing?” Gilbert crossed his arms. 

“Looking for...Oh! There you are.” The redheaded woman practically dove into the bunch of boxes. Gilbert furrowed his brows. Then she popped back up to her normal height, but she had something small bundled inside her peacoat. She approached the dark-haired teen and revealed what she was protecting from the cold.

A small golden face with a streak of white on its muzzle popped out of the dark green fabric and stared at Gilbert with bright blue eyes. 

“Looks like your delivery from the mainland had a stowaway.” (Y/n) smiled.

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[goldinavonlea]

WHERE do I even BEGIN?????

gonna put it under a cut because i have. lots of thoughts

I’m only going to do a rough take now and I’ll get pretty and clever with it later but the centrality of family to this episode but the specific way family was framed as a concept and what that means... exceptional. Truly, stunningly beautiful.

When Anne asks Ka’kwet the word for family, she explains that in Míkmawísimk, the term they use means ‘people I am connected to because we’re alike’ (which... just need to take a pause to say what an incredibly beautiful piece of language and—since language has such a profound affect on how we look at our existances—what an incredibly beautiful way of seeing it).

I felt like that formed the real thematic backbone of the episode: family not being nearly as simple as blood or something you’re born into, but something that can be fostered and created, something that can be found, which considering Anne’s history and the jounery she’s going on, is so incredibly beautiful and important.

I felt that the entire episode was giving us example of example of these bonds—these relationships of family through connection and similarity. The way Ka’kwet explained family really chimed for me with how Anne sees Kindred Spirits (which makes sense, since ‘kin’ is a term for family!), which is just one example of how Anne and Ka’kwet are immediately drawn to one-another, immediately alike in many ways and so there’s this instantaneous sense of family there.

I love that Anne was having a bit of a giggle over Matthew and Marilla’s similarities over dinner, but there’s an a slight undertone to it—she’s looking at the ways they are evidently family in a manner which doesn’t neccessarily include her. But there are so many ways in which the episode also makes her similarities to them—the ways in which she is so absolutely connected to them through likeness and in family—clear. I mean just watching Matthew and Marilla being absolute muppets to surprise her with that cake—Matthew with his book upside-down, Marilla straight up giggling to herself. They’ve taken in so much of her levity, her mischief and joy: they’ve become more like her, they’ve learned from loving her and changed in the process of becoming a family.

The same with Diana!! With her whole prank to get Anne over for the birthday tea—I mean can you imagine the Diana we first met in season one, who decalred herself to be lacking in imagination and who was so constrained by propriety, getting up to such hijinks? Purposefully yanking her neat hair out of its ribbon (about which I have two points: first, Di’s hair looked absolutely glorious down like that, she’s looking vital and lively and stunning this season; and second, the parallels of Di pulling her hair out to prank Anne, Anne loosing her ribbon and shaking her hair out on the horse, and Ka’kwet taking out her own hair ties she’d made to trade with Anne. Again, parallels are similarities, and similarity means kindred!)

NOT TO MENTION our girl kicking off at her parents about Queens using words like ‘supercede’, demanding her right to an education, slamming furiously away at her piano when she’s dismissed? God I have never been prouder in all my days, but again—she’s grown so much fire since meeting Anne, so much spirit and determination through knowing her. They are alike. They are family.

And with the girls from school in a wider sense too—there’s so much more ease there, a sense of unity and belonging and knowing of each other that lends a fluidity and familiarity to their interactions as a group which was frankly delightful to see (plus: Jane and Tilly both already have me cracking up this season which is wonderful because more of those two was something I really wanted to see). There’s no hostility there now, really—just soft-worn treads of exasperation and bickering which feels deeply familiar. They share the same stories, the same jokes. They have a Togetherness.

Mary and Bash were just... a fucking delight. A true joy. And again! The unity! The way they laugh together, share lines of thought, share such a sense of spirit and cheekiness. And of course they share an Actual Baby now which I will come back to I promise because that deserves space of its own.

And... look. Anne and Gil. If family, if kindred, is something made of things shared, of the ways people are the same, then one really can’t have enough of a giggle over the fact that they both, in the space of one episode, managed to have a moment of Putting Themselves Out There to the other only to be SPECTACULARLY shot down by the absolute MISSILE of the other being a complete fucking idiot. Like, to steal from Josie’s ‘too close to the sun’ comment to Moody (who remains, as ever, a Mood and a half), Anne and Gil each performed a truly impressive Icarus moment in the others’ presence this ep. Gilbert was Full On, Pedal to the Metal making allusions to their Future and Courtship and Marriage (he actually honest to god used the word Future in that conversation bless him, just bless his heart) and Anne just fires off a zeplin-felling, building-flattening rocket launcher of ‘you should really get on with it with Ruby’. And his whole 360 from being Absolutely Prepared to get in on this take notice thing, practically had Anne’s name written out already, to the screeching halt of Disaster Teen like ‘yeah I’m not really a take-notice kind of guy’ god I’m loving getting to see them just be Deeply Stupid Adolescents it’s... so enjoyable.

AND ANNE! Anne Shirley-Cuthbert! Madame! Was fully flashing back to Marilla’s ‘when someone loves you, then you’ll be kissed’ guidance because clearly her brain started to kick into gear when Ruby went off about the romance in his eyes and she just went ‘whelp the only possible way to get to the bottom of this is to corner him, give him a good Staring At, and see if he plants one on me’. Christ she’s iconic, just the monumental, fearless idiocy of that. I mean I’d thought a lot about what barriers there might be in place between Anne and Gilbert assuming from promo materials that they both had to be cottoning on at least a little bit to their feelings, and most of my thoughts were deeply angsty, but I didn’t at any point consider the most simple, the most obvious, the most hysterical answer which is that they’re just both absolute morons about this shit. Gilbert definitely being the greater moron though I mean ‘See ya’ YOU FOOL? YOU FOOL SHE CORNERED YOU ALONE TO BLINK AT YOU AND LEAN INTO YOUR SPACE YOU WERE PRACTICALLY READY TO PROPOSE JUST HOURS BEFORE WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK IS HAPPENING HERE?

Anyway how that ties into my original point on family/kindredness is that Anne and Gilbert are both precisely the same tone of Very Smart Person Who Is Also Catastrophically Stupid At Inopportune Moments and that’s why they’re kindred.

God he asked her if she’d forgotten what she was going to say, the pain I will feel until the end of my days that Bash was not there to witness that moment and tear literal shreds out of Gilbert for it it’s an honest to god tragedy.

which, coming back to our fave married couple because did i not promise???

the baby. THE BABY!!! Bash and Mary have a BABY they have a DAUGHTER her name is DELPHINE and Bash speaks to her in RIDICULOUS VOICES and apparently gets JEALOUS that he couldn’t help FEED HER! Mary carries her on her back and hangs out with Marilla thrice weekly (because Marilla wants baby cuddles) and Bash and Mary cooing over their beautiful daughter?? being desperately in love and so happy? i could scream i could SCREAM

Just the whole dynamic of the Lacroix-Blythe familiar unit broke into my home stole my heart out of my chest and I’m not even mad about it. Gilbert teasing Mary about bossing them about like their old boss on the steamer? the two of them sharing a What a Loveable Idiot Look re: Bash when Bash won’t stop talking to Delphine in weird voices? The ease and comfort with which they all exist in that space that was so sad before? and is now alight with joy and family? Gilbert kissing Delphine’s head and saying goodbye to her before he leaves for the day and mercilessly ribbing Bash on his way out? I’m gonna rewatch it I’m gonna rewatch that scene and literally if anything happens to this family I will scream I’ll SCREAM they’ve all been through enough they all deserve joy.

anyway it’s 3:00am and I’ve descended into nonsense so I’ll be back with a more thought out post (broken up into several because this is long as hell) when I’ve slept but in conclusion I love everyone (except, as ever, Billy Andrews) and I’m so so so happy to have this blessed show back in my life

[hackclients]

kin list

YUURI KATSUKI

akira fudo

eiji okumura

historia reiss

YACHI HITOKA

nishinoya yuu

gon freecss

ryota suzui

MAX CAULFIELD

anne shirley-cuthbert

i will add onto this jsjdjdj

[daringspirits]

“Dear old world’, she murmured, ‘you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.”

— Anne Shirley (by Lucy Maud Montgomery, in Anne of Green Gables)

Basic Information: Age: 19 years old Gender: Cisfemale Sexuality: Bisexual Nationality: Canadian Career: University student (Double major: English & Political Science) Living space: Dorm room (shared with Violet Harmon) (Birth) Parents: Walter Shirley, Bertha Shirley Canon: Anne with an E

In Avonlea:

”I like imagining better than remembering.”

Her life before adoption was not great. She spent most of her life in Saint Alban’s orphanage, in between being leased out to other homes to work as a servant/maid. The other girls in the orphanage, and they liked to terrorize her. The matron and other staff members disliked her just as much, and she was punished often. The most notable family that she worked for was the Hammonds. Mrs. Hammond had eight children, and Anne’s job was to take care of them. When she wasn’t quick enough or didn’t do as good of a job as the Hammonds had wanted, she was beaten, or whipped. On one such instance, Mr. Hammond had a heart attack and died right next to Anne. She was quickly sent back to Saint Alban’s, and shortly afterwards she was sent to Avonlea, to the Cuthberts and Green Gables.

”Every little while, this horrible, sickening feeling would come over me, and I’d be so afraid that this was all a dream. But I just had to one more time. This is real. Green Gables is real and we’re home.”

The Cuthberts had wanted a boy from the orphanage, but instead, they’d been sent Anne. Anne fell in love with Green Gables and Avonlea almost instantly, and she quickly found a friend in Matthew Cuthbert. Matthew had fallen for the girl almost instantly, and quickly made it clear that he wanted her to stay, but Marilla needed more convincing. But it didn’t take long, and after some choice declarations in a train station, and an apology from Marilla, the Cuthberts added Anne to their little family— and they hired a farmhand named Jerry Baynard, an Acadian boy.

”I solemnly swear to be faithful to my bosom friend, Diana Barry, for as long as the sun and moon shall endure.”

The Barrys are the Cuthberts’ neighbors, and were of a much higher class. When Anne first met Diana, she was as quiet as a mouse, warned by Marilla to be careful with how she spoke and acted as the Barrys were a harsh sort when it came to misbehavior. But once the two were alone, Anne entranced Diana with her fantastical stories and her freedom and wildness. And that was when they became bosom friends. They’ve had their bumps along the road, but they are each other’s number one. Anne loves Diana with all her heart.

“Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It’s splendid to find out that there are so many of them in the world.”

Anne was excited to go to school, but her first days weren’t all that great. She made mistakes, and the kids of Avonlea had prejudices that they carried from their parents, so it was hard for her to make friends. It didn’t help that Billy Andrews and Josie Pye were being bullies. But Diana was at her side, and after the Gillis Fire, Ruby was at her side too. She became friends with Aunt Josephine, Diana’s lesbian great-aunt and Mrs. Lynde and Miss Stacy and with the passage of time, the rest of the girls became her friends too. She found kindred spirits within the boys as well, namely Cole Mackenzie, the farm-boy who dreams of being an artist, and Jerry, the farmhand turned nuisance, turned close friend. She meets Sebastian and Mary through Gilbert Blythe, and the Blythe-Lacroixs become part of the Cuthbert family. And when she meets Ka’kwet, a Mi’kmaq girl, Anne befriends her just as easily as she would anyone else.

“Perhaps love unfolds, out of a burgeoning friendship, as a golden-hearted rose, slips from its green sheath.”

Gilbert Blythe was a nuisance to Anne since the moment he pulled her braid and called her ‘carrots’. His interest in her was the single-most largest obstacle between Anne herself and the friendship of the other girls. No matter what he did or said, Anne could not be convinced to think of him as anything other than an annoying rival in the classroom. That is, of course, until his father died. She made a mess of things, as she always does, and managed to hurt his feelings. Eventually they apologize to one another, and when he comes back from his months at sea, he brings with him Bash, and with Bash came Mary, and soon the Lacroix-Blythes and the Cuthberts are like kin. And then— then she falls in love.

As of the Season 3 Finale:

Anne has grown a lot through the course of the season, and turning 16. She befriends a Mi’kmaq girl, Ka’kwet, embarks on a journey to find her true origin, and falls in love. Anne writes an article on the Mi’kmaq, and then an article titled “What is Fair?” in an attempt to bring to light the injustices against women, inspired by the lack of justice shown for what had happened to her friend Josie Pye. She faces her past, Cole joining her as she visits Saint Alban’s Orphanage one last time. And she makes plans for the future by taking her Queen’s exams, and celebrating her graduation with her classmates.

By the end of season 3, Anne knows of Walter and Bertha Shirley, and what Bertha looked like, and that they are teachers. She is living in Mrs. Blackmore’s boarding house, and is about to start her first term at Queen’s alongside most of her school-mates, save Gilbert. Gilbert has decided to go to the University of Toronto— and Anne and Gilbert have decided to become pen-pals, furthering their connection in this time apart. And they have kissed. Three times.

Personality:

Anne is a passionate individual, who loves with all her heart. She cares for the people she cares for, and has a talent for making friends of the unlikeliest of people. She is loyal to her friends, and her friends are usually not limited to those in her age group. She is intelligent and has a thirst for knowledge, and she has a very strong sense of justice and what is right and wrong. She is spunky, and she also has an ability to find the beauty in the mundane. Her imagination is large, and she adores writing in all forms. (She also does quote literature sometimes.) But she is also odd, and insecure and stubborn beyond compare. Her past has hurt her, after all. This is the girl who was determined to hate a boy for the rest of her life, the girl who wouldn’t budge from the residential school until Ka’kwet’s mother pushed her to. She also sometimes has the problem of making plans and acting without fully considering the consequences, but this is a flaw she continues to work on. She’s hurt people, friends, because of her lack of forethought.

Los Angeles:

About a year ago, things finally fell into place in Anne’s mind. Dreams were revealed to be long-lost memories, and the rolling waves and the acres of green fields she’d seen in her mind’s eye had been the images of Avonlea and Green Gables that her soul had been unable to forget. The necklace that she’d always worn was the one she shared with her dearest bosom friend, the sketch she’d lovingly kept on her dresser was made by Cole, the beads hung on her mirror were the ones she’d traded with Ka’kwet, her cherished charm bracelet had been given to her by Matthew, and the pen— the pen sitting in a forgotten drawer in her current room had been the one she’d used since the grifters had come to Avonlea. It was almost laughably easy to reconcile her memories with her current life as all it did was provide clarity to the questions she’d had about her own self. Not that she’d told many people about this— no, the only one who knew it all was Lyra. Lyra, her closest friend here, her kindred spirit. Now that she remembered Diana, nobody could take her bosom friend’s place in her heart, but Anne knew that her heart was big enough for more, and there were plenty of people here in Los Angeles that she adored with everything she had.

[fictionkinfessionsarchived]

I'm kin with both Anne Shirley-Cuthbert from Anne with an E, and Cordelia from Fire Emblem Awakening, and it's so wild. Like, is that where Anne got her obsession with Princess Cordelia from?? An actual Cordelia who married Prince Chrom? kdjhsjk

[askthecircusclown]

Toxics and lest toxic kins?

Okay so it’s like top is Princess peach Princess daisy sakura haruno sakura Kinomoto Chiyo Sakura amy Rose Mako Mankanshoku Charlotte La Bouff Aurora  Reimi Sugimoto the one and only Barbie Barbara Gordon Gwen Stacy Pixie from x men rose quartz/ Pink diamond suzie Q anne shirley cuthbert sailor Venus and sailor Jupiter

[elegantmess-southernbelle]

Anne with an E: PTSD and YA fiction

This is the age of the Adaptation. The Epoch of the Update.

From movies that resurrect and rework our childhood superheroes, to YouTube channels that modernize our favorite classic novels, we live in an age where the old is being plucked out of the attics of dull documentaries and stodgy classrooms and polished into near-hipster-ish coolness and glamour. Some of my fellow classics fans are appalled. I, however, have fallen in love with shows like Elementary, the Autobiography of Jane Eyre, and now, CBC’s Anne.

Here in the US, the show is “Anne with An E” and premiered only about a week before this posting on Netflix. It’s a short watch so far, 7 episodes, about an hour long, starring Irish-Canadian actress Amybeth McNulty as the plucky, ginger heroine steadily blooming from awkward adolescence to (hopefully, unless the show gets cancelled) wise womanhood. It’s already stirred up some controversy, namely from magazines like Vox, America-The Jesuit Review, and the Federalist, stemming from the distinctly 21st century attitudes of the writing. Many journalists seem horrified by the frank discussions of such troubles as child abuse, bullying and even puberty and sexuality. Accusations have been levied of trying too hard to update a charming and upbeat YA novel from another century.

But, maybe, it’s time for that.

First, let’s talk about the source material.

Published in 1908, Anne of Green Gables was written by Canadian author Lucy Maud Montgomery. It’s a largely optimistic tale of an orphan, Anne Shirley, who has been bounced back and forth between orphanage and unsuitable foster home for much of her life. Due to a miscommunication worthy of Oscar Wilde, she’s delivered to the aging Cuthbert Siblings, gentle Matthew and stern Marilla, who had requested a boy to help with farm work. Despite such a rocky start, the dreamy eyed Anne wins them over and comes to stay. The rest of the book and indeed five other novels focus on her upbringing and eventual marriage and life as a wife and mother. Much humor and wisdom is derived from her clumsiness, her fanciful imagination and her streak of common sense and courage. She isn’t afraid to be smart, or to daydream and become swept away by fantasies, which gets her into a fair amount of scrapes. She’s a reader. She’s kind. She’s good with kids. And, tellingly, she’s one of the earliest examples of the frequently problematic but oft-loved trope, the Manic Pixie Dream Girl.

Like a Zooey Deschanel role or a Woody Allen heroine, Anne blows into the Cuthberts’ lives like a gale and shakes up their stoic and gloomy existence. She drives Marilla to distraction with her endless chatter and her wild stories, but utterly charms Matthew and nearly everyone else she meets. She even, briefly, has the dyed hair, albeit by accident. This being a time when hair dye was more likely to be sold by peddlers of varying scruples, her dreams of having elegant black hair are dashed when her red hair goes green and must be cropped off to save her reputation. The days of oil slicks and mermaid rainbows might have been a godsend to her, but we would never have gotten one of the best role models for redheads in YA fiction.

But, there has always been an unspoken undercurrent to the story, one that needs to be told. We live in an age where mental illness is no longer a taboo we can lock in the attic or attribute to mere playful notions of romance. It’s mentioned from time to time, that Anne was never more than a servant to the families that took her in. The Cuthberts are the first people to show her affection or kindness. True, she seems to only think of pretty frocks now that she isn’t in hand-me-downs or having a more romantic name than Anne (Cordelia is a reoccurring name, one that appropriately means “heart of a lion”). But, what kind of trauma must come from never having any family except one that uses you as free labor? It’s not uncommon, even in today’s world, where we supposedly have laws that keep us from making the young work when they could be studying. Of all the adaptations of the Anne books, including the scrumptious and beloved 1985 TV Movie starring Megan Follows, this is the first one to really have any eye on Anne’s mental health.

For starters, there are flashbacks to Anne’s days with the Hammonds. Mr. Hammond is an alcoholic, who abuses his wife and probably the rest of the family. Mrs. Hammond is an overworked mother of eight, who takes her frustrations out on Anne. Anne, for her part, is beaten, forced to cook and clean and tend to babies, until the death of Mr. Hammond, when she is unceremoniously shipped back to the orphanage. After all, as Mrs. Hammond coldly points out, she’s “not kin” and the family is moving in with other relatives. There’s hints that this isn’t the first time Anne’s been rejected either. Orphanages in those days were little better than a storage facility for unwanted children, with little quality of life or education. Anne’s first day of school is miserable, as she’s woefully behind in some subjects.

Her arrival at Green Gables begins with her meeting with Matthew. True to the novel, she talks a steady stream of heartfelt poetry, renaming the landscape with epithets that wouldn’t be out-of-place in a fairy tale. Matthew is utterly enchanted by her, which makes Marilla’s cold, shocked and horrified reception that much harder on her. Marilla points out that they wanted a boy, not a girl. Anne is so devastated, she falls to her knees. I can’t say I blame her. It’s not presented as the melodramatic act that the novel shows. It’s genuine defeat and misery that she can’t just bottle up. There’s a hint that she believed this was going to be the forever home she always wanted.

You see, this show is written with a clear eye for the effects of PTSD. Anne has never been shown any love. Her whole life, she’s been bullied, whether for her creative mind or simply because she was there and made a “good target”. Anne knows what love looks like, because it’s the opposite of everything she’s ever experienced. When Marilla, spurred on by the suspicions and gossip of others believes Anne to have stolen a treasured brooch, Anne lies just to be allowed to stay, only to be nearly shipped back to the orphanage. Even after Marilla accepts the truth and the Cuthberts welcome her and, symbolically, all her odd little ideas and ideals, she is so painfully eager to please that she often comes out clear on the other side. Her desperation to befriend the school bully starts a scandal when she lets it slip that she knows a bit about sex after overhearing the Hammonds. No-one apart from Matthew and Marilla seem to care that it isn’t her fault. She’s only seen as a bad influence and banished for a time from the company of other girls. If not for her bravery, quick thinking, and insatiable literacy during a fire, she might have been alone for good.

It’s also the catalyst for one of the most iconic scenes in the novel, as it translates on screen. In the novel, classmate Gilbert Blythe tugs Anne’s hair and calls her Carrots. In a fit of temper, Anne shouts him down and cracks him over the head with her slate. In this adaptation, the reasoning is expanded. Ruby, one of the other girls in class, has a huge crush on Gilbert. By their social laws, that means he’s Ruby’s and no other girl can associate with him, lest it be seen as flirting. Anne immediately decides that this means she can’t talk to him at all. However, Gilbert finds Anne too intriguing to leave alone. He fights for her attention and her reaction is less one of hate for drawing attention to her appearance and more one of fear. She doesn’t want to be shunned again, so she lashes out in alarm. It’s an act that some with PTSD might recognize, the act of overcompensating in stressful moments.

There are other changes made, characters, personalities, plot points, but the main change is the darkness of the story. This is the world according to Anne. It’s frequently terrifying, ugly and often cruel, but there is love and hope. Each episode, we can see a bit of the healing in Anne’s heart. Every kindred spirit she finds, every triumph, and every lesson fills in the cracks, taking her from a half-wild and extremely broken girl, to one who can stand on her own two feet. Her eccentricities aren’t idleness and flightiness as the early 20th century saw them, but coping mechanisms that protected her from collapsing. Her reflection in the mirror is her dearest confidante. She names and speaks to animals and trees. Frequently, she chooses to be another person in a fairy tale of her own making, the wise and beautiful Princess Cordelia. When she can’t have the beautiful gowns and hats she’s longed for, she picks wildflower crowns and drapes herself in a lace bedspread. These aren’t perfect, but, as anyone with a mental illness will tell you, coping methods rarely make sense to anyone else and are frequently inconvenient.

My point is this: Anne with An E is the kind of show that a lot of young people need these days. The times are such that we can’t lock mental illness up in an attic or dress it up and call it whimsy. We live in an age where we know more about the human mind and how to treat it, but we still have so much social stigma to break. So, maybe, with this interpretation of Anne– not a rewrite, but a retelling– we can show that this has always been here and that none of it makes the sufferer any less amazing or lovable. It’s a needful message for Millennials and Gen Y’s. “You can be loved, no matter where you wear your scars.” Anne is, as the theme song states, “ahead by a century” and maybe, secretly, she always was.

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Could I request an aesthetic for Anne Shirley-Cuthbert from Anne With An E? My blog is @romantical-anne Thanks so much!!

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