#she’s like me when I was eleven

[looney-mooney-studio]

I know Lezah is dead. I KNOW. But her last name is Sllew and she SLAYS. I want to give her apple juice and trail mix with extra raisins in it as a snack break from breaking convention regulations

[artharakka]

“Äiti itki. Isä lähti huoneesta. Vivian istui nurkassa ja kuunteli vaiti. Kissamme Minni hyppäsi vuoteelle ja käpertyi jalkojeni päälle ja kehräsi, sillä kehräämällä parannetaan sairaita.” — Emmi Itäranta. Kuunpäivän kirjeet

“Mom cried. Dad left the room. Vivian sat in the corner and listened quietly. Our cat Minni jumped on the bed and curled up on my legs and purred, for through purring the sick are healed.” — Emmi Itäranta. The Moonday Letters. Quote tranlated by me (unofficial)

[chiyana]

Bruce: now, for the last part of this meeting

Dick, Jason, Tim, Stephanie, Damian, Cass, and Duke: ?

Bruce: -turns around to bring up a power point presentation, the title card of which just reads 'Please Be Normal About Tim'-

Bruce: -turns back around-

Bruce: ...Tim why are you the only one still here

Tim: I just like power point presentations

[just-an-enby-lemon]

"The kid seems scared.

Tip had always been a little nervous. Or at least that was the reality when the two had met.

It was fairly obvious for everyone that met them that the child had not been treated well by their formar guardian and in a way that Elphaba sadly recognized still seemed to afraid of facing the same pain and rejection again.

Still lately the kid seemed more relaxed and open, treating her with the same easiness and earnest they did Jack. More determined to learn than eager to please. Following her around with questions and vibrating with excitement as she turned wooden sticks into dolls and toy swords alike. It made her think of Nessa in a very bittersweet way.

She failed her sister and she would not allow herself to fail another young person she became responsable for.

That's to say Tip's strange turn to the same scared kid she met soon after leaving her behind and being declared and enemy of Oz scared her.

"Miss Elphaba, I have something very serius to tell you."

Maybe they want to leave. They are not in fact different in the same way Elphaba is. Tip is a normal if deeply magical child who just ended up in the care of a horrible woman. Being her aprenticce is actually the only thing turning them into a dangerous and hated figure.

"I understand."

The kid takes a deep breath. Elphaba tries to think on the best words to explain that of course they can leave if they want to and that they can take as many provisions as they need. Tip will never again be a prisioner.

"I don't think I am a boy? Wait no. I know I'm not a boy. Like the idea of it is still a bit scary because it seems like it will be a big deal but I'm fairly sure I'm a girl actually. I just never though about it before but Jack called me she accidentaly and it just makes sense. I am still the same Tip and please let me keep being your aprentice." She says in a single breath.

"What?"

The girl looked scared. "I'm a girl." She says. Than in a smaller voice. "I can try to be a boy if you want?" It does not appear to be something she wants and the fact she still sugests it breaks Elphaba's heart a little.

"Oh! Oh. No, no, that's fine. Do you want to be called something else?"

Her eyes go huge and she stops deep in thought before answring.

"Uh. I guess so, but I'm still thinking on it. I don't mind Tip for now."

"Okay, tell me when it changes?"

"Will do."

"Anything else?"

Tip looks a bit shy for half a second before a excited smile covers her face. "Could you let me borrow a dress?"

Elphaba laughts.

"You are too tiny for my dresses, kid. But I can help you magic one for yourself. "

Her eyes shine. "Cool!"

[...]

"Morrible says you'll marry some prince soon." Dorothy says making a face.

"I don't see why you are soo distraught, my dear, I'm pretty sure she'll find me a great prince." Glinda says with false cheer.

"I doubt it. Princes are all very dull."

"Met many princes did you?" She jokes lightly, trying to find a way to change the subject. She loves the kid dearly and for all it's bleak consequences will always be glad the tornado ended up bringing the girl into her life but she would preffer not to discuss those subjects. Specially not in her own bedroom in a rare moment of relaxation.

"Well no." The girl pouts. "But most boys are dull and I can't imagine liking to marry even the ones that aren't. I guess I just thought you were the same? I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize. And I sure hope marriage is unimaginable for you, you are way to young for it."

The girl smiles a tiny bit before frowning.

"I can imagine myself marrying a girl one day."

"Oh!" Is all Glinda says.

"I told Aunt Em once she told me to never say it again, she told me I was too young. But I'm ten now and I feel the same. " Dorothy rarely talks about home, sometimes Glinda tricks herself into beliving it is because her the kid just loves Oz better, that she forgot all about it, but she knows deep down that Dorothy will always miss Kansas, always miss her uncle and aunt and Toto, she just accepted home as a place she'll never return to. In the good days Glinda knows Dorothy would also miss Oz, would miss her munchkin friends and mostly would miss being Glinda's apprentice. In the better days she thinks about bringing Dorothy's family here. After all Kansas always seems sad and hungry. "Girls don't marry each other in Kansas." She continues. "But I though maybe they did here. "

"I think they do everywhere, Dorothy, is just some people pretend they don't because the different scares them."

"Like the Wizard and the animals?"

Glinda had only recently convinced Dorothy to only speak her very dangerous beliefs on the Wizard in private and even there she sometimes corrected the kid. But right now it felt too much like liying to Elphaba she couldn't do it, not when she knew Dorothy to be right.

"Yeah. Just like that."

And after a second she adds.

"Between us, I would also like to marry a woman".

Dorothy smiles, just a little bit.

[...]

She knows she should not be here.

But it's fun, she likes the dancing and the food and the small chance of going back home with something that can actually help Elphie. Maybe a magical item or even just some usefull information.

Besides the girl she is talking to is very pretty and fun and smart and she is not open about it but she's definitivaly not the biggest fan of the Wizard either. Oh and a great dancer.

"I'm sorry" the girl says "but I think I did not catch your name?"

Now it's the moment to say something clever like 'i never gave it to you' or maybe just invent some fake name. She can't say her name. It's too easy of a conection to make. But she doesn't need to lie. After all it was never really her name. And she has a name now. Has had it for days and just keept it a secret in some weird form of fear. But it felt like time. She would tell it to Elphie and Jack when she went back.

"Ozma. I'm Ozma. What's yours?"

[...]

Dorothy had never had so much fun at a party before. Her new friend was the most beutifull girl she ever met and the funniest and cleverest and it had never felt so easy to talk to someone before. In fact the only thing Ozma didn't appear to be was a good dancer but Glinda had teached Dorothy well and she found herself leading the other girl steps into the best dance she ever had.

She noticed Ozma did not gave any surname but it was not her place to pry. She just hoped to mert the girl again.

"Dorothy." She says and takes the hand. For a second she considers continuing in the way she was instructed to (Dorothy Upland at your pleasure and a kiss to the hand) but while she loves Glinda that's not really her. And she somehow trusts Ozma enough to be honest. "Dorothy Gale." She shakes the hand just like Uncle Henry used to.

[spectrum-spectre]

imagining a fic that takes place after El and the rest of the younger party graduate, she decides to go to Beauty School (cosmetology) then Steve realizes "holy shit, that's an option?" and signs up with her. They take turns using Eddie as their hair model, maybe the Sinclairs give them tips about working on Black Hair, just sweet fluff w/ El & Steve bonding <3

[sexiestpodcastcharacter]

[Context, with thanks to @yondamoegi for finding me the post.]

[lesbiansanemi]

So tempting to text my roommate “can you shut the fuck up” every time she starts singing

[seaweedstarshine]

Thinking about the convolution of Eleventh Doctor's expressions of love for River Song in Season 7B. He does not trust Clara. He is utterly (wrongly) convinced that he and Clara are playing a grand manipulative game together. “What are you, eh?! A trick? A trap?!!”

So naturally, the last thing he should do in this game is to clue his opponent in on something that could be used to hurt him. Something like River, so painfully near the end of their time together, whose data ghost he can always see, who “it would hurt too much” to acknowledge. He can't let Clara know of the loss which constantly floods his senses; (“You are always here to me. And I always listen, and I can always see you,” he professes, once Clara has vanished into his timestream).

And yet. River fills his every moment (irregardless of any sneaking out for dates with increasingly-young Rivers while Clara is asleep like he did while the Ponds slept, which would explain his absence when the TARDIS is hiding Clara's bedroom). Even though it's not strategic, he can’t help but tell Clara about her. The best defense he can manage is to phrase it as if River isn’t as important to him as she is. Not only is avoiding her first name in his grief; he's also completely avoiding pronouns; which seems extreme given that he's still mentioning her as often as: “Oh yeah, of course he has! Professor Song! Sorry, it's just I never realized you were a woman.”

Leave out the emotion — leave out the details — don't show the cracks in the armor — play the part — win the game.

“Well, there's no point now. We're about to die. JUST TELL ME WHO YOU ARE.”

[givehimthemedicine]

Max is so emotionally constipated and sarcastic and guarded. she wants to be included and to show and be shown tenderness so badly but both are so hard for her. she's had a front row seat to relationships crashing and burning and it made her build walls before it was even her turn for relationships. she'll show up, she'll pick locks, she'll audition relentlessly for a role that does not exist, she'll fight for her spot, she'll prove herself. she'll walk away, she won't fall for it, she'll accept insults she thinks she deserves, she'll leave before she's left. she'll disguise hurt as anger and add another brick until nobody can see her anymore and then she'll cry that she's alone.

El grew up in a cage and she's cannonballing into a human life that she learned from soap operas five minutes ago. she's eager to love big and messy and full of mistakes and unashamed. she'll knock anyone on their ass who tries to take what she's decided is hers. she'll kill for her friends, she'll die for them, she'll caress their hair when she hugs them. she'll seek the acceptance of someone she's already rejected. she'll drop the most dramatic line and not bat an eye. she'll bleed and scream and cry in front of everyone, she'll tell a room full of bullies that her dad is her hero, she'll say I love you when no one's ever said it to her. she will have love in her life even if she has to drag it by the ankle. and if she's separated from it she'll escape, she'll break rules, she'll go defcon 1, she'll defy natural laws, she won't stop at death. she'll give of her own heartbeat to get it back.

[moonfruito]

i think the one of the biggest arguments for a story arc reason why the duffers would have el be with mike at the end of the show is because el has always expressed a desire to be a 'normal girl' with a 'normal life', and her settling down with her childhood sweetheart after everything she's been through could be superficially understood as the best conclusion of this and the best happy ending for her. the messaging that comes with this, however, is very concerning on both a feminist and storytelling level. the idea that el needs to have a boyfriend to feel normal is problematic in obvious ways, but it also undermines the foundational narrative theme that runs throughout stranger things - namely, that to be different is not a bad thing. the key characters of the show have all been outcasts in some way, have been looked down on by everyone else or have found that the person they want to be and the life they want to lead is incongruous with the standards and expectations of the world around them. these are characters that are, in one sense or another, different, in a way that has led them to find true love and acceptance in each other for their true selves, rather than in the eyes of a society that has rejected them. the fact is that el is actually different. she will never be normal in the way that she wants to be, and that should not be treated as a bad thing. her narrative arc should not be concluded by erasing those differences, but rather by having her embrace them as part of herself, as other characters have done. her breaking up with mike as a representation of her realising this and seeking to self-actualise rather than remain in a relationship in which she is trying to live out an idealised fantasy of normality would be a far more powerful narrative conclusion than if she were to stand out as an anomaly in the show's messaging and achieve conformity.

[nojaloart]

it’s really sad that i/my family don’t know much about our family history due to lost records/preserved oral histories lost due to deaths/etc. and even sadder that my mom thinks it’s unimportant/uninteresting because we probably spent generations in poverty + not amounting to much. it’s important to me!! it matters to me!!! it was and will be important to someone else!!!!

anyways my current project before i go back to school/something i wanna keep working on in the upcoming year is digitizing records and interviewing family members. unfortunately, the evils…… (writing) (committing to things)

[jokerlennon]

i respect bisexuality but it would be so much better for my mental health & instagram experience if my old best friend ive seen five times in as many years was still dating that girl and not some ugly guy . to be honest

[thedawningofthehour]

How much time has actually passed since the initial kidnapping? I know its been over a year, maybe a year and a few months? Draxum has all their hatch dates, and last I remember Galois is 15, but Leo is 16 (since they only guessed their hatch dates) and Draxum even tells him so in the latest chapter, it feels…idk it feels like something, but I cant pinpoint it exactly. Something soft with a hint of ridicule, maybe? Or maybe I missed Galois‘ second birthday during all the managing of war and stuff

Donnie's kidnapping took place March 13th, 2019. Currently, we're somewhere in early-mid July of 2020. Leo was going to mention in one of his sections last chapter that Independence Day had passed without fanfare and how weird that felt, to not have fireworks in New York. But then I forgot, because you know how I am. Leo's sixteenth birthday has passed; Gale's has not. But neither of those dates are their actual birthday.

Donnie and Leo hatched on the same day. Considering when spiny softshells hatch this with probably in fall of 2004, (Leo was hatched by a breeder so he didn't necessarily need to hatch when wild sliders usually do) so they are technically still fifteen! But Draxum also doesn't go by their real hatchdate for Gale's birthdate-December would be way too late for a spiny softshell to hatch, and in his fiction Gale never really hatched at all. He got thrown together in a petri dish like an IVF baby. So he didn't need to be 'born' in a certain season; he was entirely on Science Time.

I went back and forth on whether Draxum should acknowledge him as fifteen or sixteen, but ultimately I decided it would be more impactful for him to acknowledge Leo's own agency over the matter and Splinter's judgement over their approximate ages. And anyway, it wasn't like it really mattered. Galois's own birthdate is a month or three after his 'real' one. Not to mention time was sort of of the essence-he didn't have time to argue with Leo over whether he was fifteen or sixteen.

[aq2003]

i think twelve and clara are starting to make sense to me but i don't think it's what moffat intended or how the ppl that like them see their dynamic

[the-meme-monarch]

awesome. ive had Nightmares two nights in a row now

[asclexe]

hhey guys. i think i mayy be experiencing a hyperfixation 4 the first time. not sure. sorry