#jenna my love

[flowersarefreetherapy]

Begging

For @whumpawoman’s Whump Girl Summer: Day 4, Begging

CW: Degrading language, dehumanization, begging, BBU typical violence, threats of violence

“You know better than to speak like that,” Handler Ava snaps. 

“I’m sorry,” 327 whispers, staring hard at the tiled floor under her. “I’m sorry, I-I am sorry, I’m sorry, I-“

“If you want to keep those hands of yours, I suggest you shut your mouth.”

327 clamps her mouth shut. It’s been a long time since the handlers have threatened her hands. She’s being good, talented, smart, picking up on the language like they want her to. They can’t hurt her hands. She’ll lose her skill. She’ll stop being good. 

“Better.” Handler Ava grabs her hair and forces her head back. 327 swallows back a whimper of pain. “But not good enough. I think you can handle a few broken fingers. You don’t need your pinkie that badly, do you?”

“No, no, no, please!” 327 panics, shaking her head. Hair tears from her scalp and tears burn her eyes. The pounding of her heart is all she hears as her handler laughs. “Please, please don’t! I’ll be good! I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was a stupid pet, I shouldn’t have said that!”

“And what did you say?”

She shakes her head. No, she knows this game. She can’t say it again. If she does–is she speaks the words they are trained to avoid at all costs–then she’ll be hurt and her handler will be mad and it isn’t good!

Just like you. Such a bad pet. You know you aren’t supposed to say that.

“What did you say?” Handler Ava snarls, tightening her grip. 327 flinches. “What did you say? Answer me!”

“No!” 327 shouts. Tears stream down her face. “I-I said-I said no! I said no and that was stupid! I’m a stupid pet! I don’t say no! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“And why don’t you say no?”

“Because I-I exist only to serve my master! My body and my wants are not-not my own! I exist only to serve my master!”

Handler Ava slaps her. The warm taste of copper fills her mouth, her cheek throbbing from the blow. It’s going to leave a bruise. Just another one to add to her already battered and tired body. She wants to crawl into a corner and cry. 

“Stop crying. I wanted to hear you admit your mistake, not blab on about how stupid you are.”

“Sorry,” 327 whispers. “I’m sorry, I-”

“Shut up, 327. No one cares what you have to say.” 

327 closes her mouth and nods. No one cares. Her hands are what are valuable. Her knowledge of the language is valuable. No one cares about her. All she is is a vessel. Something for the message to pass through. Like a wire, a transmission, a way for information to pass through without involving her. 

You aren’t important. The message is important. 

“No one cares what I have to say,” she repeats. “The message is what is important.”

“You are not important.” 

“I am not important,” she whispers. 

“Good pet.” Handler Ava steps back and rubs her hair. “You’re learning. Slowly, but you’re learning. Doing better than before, 327, which is good.”

“Thank you, handler.” 

[llovely]

here's a fake interview about my me & my girlfriend that i transcribed from my head. enjoy!

[lonelyzarquon]

DOCTOR WHO | Dark Water

[ladybeug]

So a while ago I was talking to @anna-scribbles and @marimbles about adrien and gender (as you do), and as a part of that conversation we said... hey do you remember that jenna marbles video where she put rhinestones all over her face?

and then, tangentially... do you remember that one clown makeup vine?

hold on i'm going somewhere with this:

We got to where I was going. but i'm still driving:

[ahappyphjl]

light of my life <3

[beetelbabes]

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice cast taking a final bow + Bonus including Tim Burton

[savageymir]

So I saw Beetlejuice Beetlejuice again… 👀👀👀

[hystii]

kind of want to make an alpha wednesday since there’s a lot of wednesday cc now and i feel inspired ! hmmmm....

[sentientsky]

words by Trista Mateer

do you think i care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?

[abiwaif]

❤️Girls kissing girls ❤️ is my thing 😍

Jenna Ortega kissing a girl is a work of art. 😋

[flowersarefreetherapy]

Fever

For @whumpawoman’s Whump Girl Summer: Day 2, Fever

CW: Fever, lightly implied past violence, bbu universe

“Jenna?”

Ash walks into the living room, hands still damp from using the bathroom. She sighs in relief when she sees them. It’s been long enough for her to start worrying. They’ve been strangely silent all day and the piano has remained unplayed in the sunroom. 

“Yes, Ash?” She asks. It’s still weird, even after all this time, to be using their name instead of a title. But they rejected all titles from the moment she was given to them and told her to only use their name. 

“My head hurts.”

“Was your hair up for a long time?”

They shake their head. “No, I’ve had it down all day. But my head hurts and I’m really hot.”

“May I touch your forehead?”

They nod and she presses the back of her head to their forehead, then cheek. The heat coming off their skin twists her stomach. Master and Mistress aren’t coming back from the gala for several hours. She doesn’t know who to call. Their grandparents live six hours away, and she doesn’t think this is bad enough for an ambulance. 

Think, Jenna, think. You’ve been trained for this. What did you do there? When someone was sick?

They trained them, back in the white walls and twisting corridors, on how to help someone with a high fever. Practicing on Guards with their skin torn from their bones and Romantics exhausted with nothing but plastic smiles and other Domestics whose bodies can’t keep up with the strain of working. 

Jenna forces herself to take a deep breath and smile. “It’ll be okay. I think you just have a bad fever.”

Ash shakes their head. “No, I can’t be sick! I have a recital in two days and I have to practice!”

“I know, but you have to rest. Otherwise, you’re going to make it a lot worse.”

Ash sharply turns away, focusing their gaze on the far wall. Jenna waves her hand in their peripheral vision, but they don’t turn to look at her. With a sigh, she stands and waits. Ultimately it’s their decision. She can only offer so much of her opinion. 

You are not their friend. You are not their parent. You are their tool, to help them connect with the world. You shouldn’t even be speaking to them like this.

Jenna flinches, expecting a blow, but Ash has never hit her. Not out of anger at her, at least. There were several times when they were younger and frustrated over the world, but that was understandable. She feels the same anger, hidden far down in her heart where it can eat away at the resentment buried there too. 

Finally, Ash turns back to her and says, “Fine. I’ll rest.”

Their signs are sharp and fast, but the glassy sheen of their eyes tells a different story. Jenna smiles and dips her head. 

“Thank you.”

“I want to rest out here, though. Can you get my computer and blankets?”

Jenna nods. “Would you like something to drink? You also need to stay hydrated.”

“I suppose Dr. Pepper isn’t an option?”

“I think you already know the answer.”

Ash rolls their eyes. “Fine. Then I’ll take some apple juice. I think we still have some left over from Christmas. And a glass of water too. I’m going to be the most hydrated you’ve ever seen.” 

“That’s a good choice. I don’t want the fever to get worse.”

“Yeah, that would be bad for you,” Ash laughs. They walk towards the couch, already focused on the television remote. 

Jenna watches them, a heavy weight dragging her heart down. Right. Ash is her owner. Not a friend, never a friend. 

“Yes,” she whispers. “That would be.”

[sxphr]

Enid: I think we should try and kill each other over and over and then make out in front of a pool while our exes dead body floats in it.

Wednesday, welling up: I would love nothing more.

Yoko: I knew I shouldn't have let her watch Sabrina Carpenters new music video.

[expelliarmus]

[lastofgallifrey]

twelve spending 4.5 billion years punching through a 20ft thick wall of azbantium, a material apparently 400x harder than diamond, dying repeatedly in the process, all so he could get clara back... like whether you see them as platonic or romantic you cannot deny that he quite literally loved her to death

[thetorturedlovergirl]

HAPPY CLARA OSWALD DAY !!

[arixlana]

ten years since ‘time heist’ aired on tv and changed lives