#jenny gale

[solesurvivorjen]

First Kiss Confessional

It’s good to be back baby!

[gender-luster]

every squad got the

heart of gold. escaped from literal hell

memory loss. kinda a bitch, but working on it

autistic self sacrificial bastard. did NOT need to die to prove you were worthy

scary as fuck. needs to get used to this whole "emotions" and "talking to people" thing

"oh yeah, him? he's a rescue"

"these fuckers fucked up my job and now i'm fucking stuck with them"

you don't have to objectify yourself to be worthy or to not be lonely. have you considered friends and therapy instead?

the weight of the world's a heavy one to bear all by yourself. yes, the horrors are immense, but it is not your responsibility to hold them all off alone. you don't have to put up a front of happiness, of always being the hero. it's okay to be sad, it's okay to be angry. your father fucking sucked, but you are not, and will never be him. you can be better than him. i promise.

[adventuresofalgy]

"Oh no!" cried Algy, as he was hurled bodily into a frantic eleagnus bush. "Too soon, too soon!"

But Storm Ashley only replied gleefully "You ain't seen nothing yet!" as it laughed in the wildly bending trees while it tried its best to sweep Algy's feathers off his back and toss him from his precarious perch. And despite the storm's manifest faults, it was probably telling the truth, for the wind had only started to get up a short while ago, and the weather birds had warned Algy that it was likely to get a great deal stronger than this before it finally slunk away in a huff.

The onset of the storm had caught Algy unawares, despite all the many warnings, and as he clung on to the thin, waving branches as tightly as he could, for fear of being suddenly catapulted into the air and flung out far across the angry ocean, which was only a wind's throw away, he couldn't help wishing that he had been just a wee bit more prudent, and had taken cover before the tempest began, as he had been advised to do.

However, a fluffy bird is rarely very much daunted by anything as commonplace as a raging Atlantic storm, so where a mere human would be concentrating on how to get out of the wind and into a place of safety and comfort, Algy was busy trying to remember a poem he had once read, which described a gale very much like this one:

This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampeding the fields under the window Floundering black astride and blinding wet Till day rose; then under an orange sky The hills had new places, and wind wielded Blade-light, luminous black and emerald, Flexing like the lens of a mad eye. At noon I scaled along the house-side as far as The coal-house door. Once I looked up - Through the brunt wind that dented the balls of my eyes The tent of the hills drummed and strained its guyrope, The fields quivering, the skyline a grimace, At any second to bang and vanish with a flap; The wind flung a magpie away and a black- Back gull bent like an iron bar slowly. The house Rang like some fine green goblet in the note That any second would shatter it. Now deep In chairs, in front of the great fire, we grip Our hearts and cannot entertain book, thought, Or each other. We watch the fire blazing, And feel the roots of the house move, but sit on, Seeing the window tremble to come in, Hearing the stones cry out under the horizons.

[Algy is quoting the poem Wind by the 20th century English poet Ted Hughes.]

[outlawssweetheart]

I've really gotten absolutely tired of fandoms vilifying teenage characters for having the emotional and/or mental maturity of the average person their age.

[behindthescreamz]

promotional portraits of the cast of “scream 3” (2000)

[letmebegaytodd]

Doomed by the Narrative Parallels - (Potential) Last Lines

Benny, Fallout: New Vegas (2010) // Gale, Baldur's Gate 3 (2023)

[shoshimakesstuff]

CHARACTER AESTHETICS — @loveduringthewar's LIVVY FOX

[deardiordiary]

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hi guys ! Halloween is coming right ? I've already thought about my halloween costume . I'm in doubt between Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz , Mima Kirigoe from Perfect Blue and Coraline from Coraline and The Secret World . Someone have any suggestions ? ?

[thefinalbracket]

WE'RE ON GROUP FOUR! This is now THE FOURTH GROUP! That's right! GROUP FOUR!

THIS IS ALSO THE LAST GROUP BEFORE WE ENTER THE QUARTERFINALS!!!!!!!

THAT'S RIGHT! AFTER THIS, WE BRING BACK ALL OF OUR EIGHT AND HAVE THEM GO INTO THE FINAL PHASE OF THE BRACKET!

WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR?! LET'S GET INTO IT!!!!

VASH THE STAMPEDE vs LASER KIWI

TONY HAWK vs VINSMOKE SANJI

REIGEN ARATAKA vs SAKURA HARUNO

JESSE PINKMAN vs LA GIOCONDA, THE MONA LISA

KARAMATSU MATSUNO vs JULIET CAPULET

SANS vs DICK GUMSHOE

DOROTHY GALE vs JENNY "XJ9" WAKEMAN

AUDREY II vs BIG MAN

WE HAVE A LOT OF STARS TONIGHT! LET'S CUT IT BY HALF! GO VOTE! NOW!!!!

[aprincesadegales]

Meus Top 10 Looks Rosa da Kate (em ordem cronológica) | My Top 10 "Kate in Pink" Moments (in chronological order)

[3/10] Jantar de Gala em comemoração ao aniversário de 10 anos da Absolute Return for Kids (ARK) no Palácio de Kensington. A ARK é uma instituição de caridade tem como missão garantir que toda criança tenha a acesso a uma educação de qualidade e às oportunidades que tal formação pode proporcionar | 09.06.2011 Fontes/Sources: What Kate Wore | Kate's Closet

[thewickedjenny]

Throwback to this cute flying monkey I made a few years ago.

If you repost anywhere, please credit me wherever you do so. I put a lot of work into my pieces. ✨💀🎨

[solesurvivorjen]

Jen’s Open Commissions

Hello, I’m opening up my commissions starting today. If you have any questions please don’t hesitate to dm me. I can also be reached at my twitter mistress_orochi and my instagram mistressorochi. 

[raccoonrabies]

The blueyfication of Scream 4 characters

Warning : If you’re a kid seeing this, don’t go watch the movie. If you do i’m not responsible for any scare or nightmares.

Cocker spaniel / Dachshund / Australian shepherd 

Golden retriever / Corgi / Saluki

German shepherd / English springer spaniel / Belgian malignois

Labrador / Pomeranian / Doberman

Beagle / Saint bernard / Papillon 

Chow chow

[adventuresofalgy]

Algy clung on tightly to the wildly waving branches of the eleagnus bush until there was a momentary lull in the battering gale, and then, with a vigorous tail wind to assist him, he flew straight to the safest refuge which could be found in his assistants' garden.

He knew that he would be much better protected there than in the wider landscape, because the garden was an oasis of densely planted small trees, large shrubs, and generally abundant vegetation, which offered welcome cover to many small creatures in what was otherwise a totally exposed environment, open to the Atlantic storms on three sides out of four. There was little beyond the garden's enclosing hedges but barren rock interspersed with dangerous peat bogs and windswept moorland, where there was scarcely any shelter to be found at all.

Tucking himself down tightly beneath a luxurious canopy of ferny fronds, Algy leaned back against a moss-covered step and breathed a deep sigh of relief. He could still hear the storm raging and roaring all around, and he could feel an occasional drop of rain, which no doubt heralded the beginning of the torrential downpour that was expected to accompany the wind as it passed through, but in his cosy though rather damp nook, neither wind nor rain would be likely to trouble him greatly.

As he relaxed in his own wee sanctuary, Algy thought of his assistants, who were sheltering in their squat stone house nearby, and his other friends across Scotland (including his new friend @ox24g in the far north), and he remembered a poem which, although it was not written about this precise location, described what was evidently a very similar place, in very similar conditions. Luckily, unlike Algy's own wee nest on the cliffs, his assistants' home and garden were sufficiently removed from the sea not to be threatened by storm surges or giant, battering waves. In a severe gale, however, he had observed that the windows of their house did indeed get splattered by the spitting of the sticky ocean spray, which was carried at considerable speed quite some distance away from the shore:

We are prepared: we build our houses squat, Sink walls in rock and roof them with good slate. This wizened earth has never troubled us With hay, so, as you see, there are no stacks Or stooks that can be lost. Nor are there trees Which might prove company when it blows full Blast: you know what i mean — leaves and branches Can raise a tragic chorus in a gale So that you listen to the thing you fear Forgetting that it pummels your house too. But there are no trees, no natural shelter. You might think that the sea is company, Exploding comfortably down on the cliffs, But no: when it begins, the flung spray hits The very windows, spits like a tame cat Turned savage. We just sit tight while wind dives And strafes invisibly. Space is a salvo, We are bombarded by the empty air. Strange, it is a huge nothing that we fear.

[Algy is quoting the poem Storm on the Island by the 20th/early 21st century Irish poet Seamus Heaney.]

[outlawssweetheart]

I love the way my favorite characters live rent-free in their haters' minds.

[behindthescreamz]

the cast of “scream 3” for a promotional photoshoot. (2000)