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Been thinking about another time travel au...
But this time, it's Robin. Just. Robin. She lands the Friday before Will goes missing, and she immediately assumes Steve went with her. Because of course he time traveled with her, why wouldn't he?
Until she gets to school and sees Steve flirting with Nancy and joking with Carol and Tommy. His eyes glance over her without recognition and she realizes she's alone. She panics every morning period until deciding to just go up and corner Steve at lunch and explain to him, try to prove to him she's actually his best friend from the future, and get help.
It ends up with her sitting on the floor of the boys bathroom crying, holding onto (a very confused and mildly freaked out) Steve's hand, and telling him that her day has sucked because how do you even deal with timetravel without your best friend? How do you deal with trying to save the world without them? She can't do this without him and she's freaking out and she wants her best friend back.
And Steve going "hey, uh. Okay. So... you're my friend in this weird future you're trying to stop? Prove it."
Which is something Robin can do. She stares at him for a long time, thinking, and Steve's huffs
"yeah okay. Super weird prank or whatever. Don't bug me again." And goes to stand up but Robin tugs his hand towards her and stops him.
"you are so impatient! I'm trying to think of something to say that won't freak you out and has actually happened! Gimme a minute!"
And Steve raises his eyebrows but he does wait.
"your aunt Ev." She says, finally. "She was your favourite grownup. Loved star trek. You cried so hard when she died and- uh. At her funeral, your dad got mad at you."
Steve blinks at her, brows furrowed."How...how did you know that? Nobody knows that."
Robin smiles. "Dingus. I'm your best friend from the future. You did."
Steve frowns. "Tell me something else."
"okay" she nods "you and Tommy tell everyone both your first kisses were with Carol but the day before you kissed each other."
"what the fuck."
"do you believe me now? Because seriously I need your help with this but I can keep going."
Swallowing Steve nods. Gives her a hand up.
"great. Okay. So, I think we need to tell Jonathan and Nancy about this. Then go to Joyce and Hopper. I'm not quite sure? You were always better at gameplans honestly."
"what about Tommy and Carol?"
She looks at him, and tilts her head (the same way he does) thinking. "Sure. Why not. They'll be suspicious why we're so buddy buddy now anyways."
#robin buckley#steve harrington#i always sort of picture time travel aus and double visiony. where they know what happens but also their class schedules memorized#stobin#Platonic stobin#just though of robin on the bathroom crying because she cant save the world without steve! but also cant freak him out#with the depths of her knowledge of steve lore#stranger things#finda writes stuff#finda's rambles#robin time travel au#great aunt Evelyn#my beloved oc you are so formative to steve ily
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Non resisto a certi sguardi
fatti di vento e di altrove.
Non resisto al fascino d'un mistero
intravisto da un treno.
Un attimo breve
che profuma di eterno
nel suo svanire.
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I can’t remember where I read it but somewhere in some sort of official zelda media it says the zora in botw are particularly dolphin-like. This of course, begs the question of whether they’re actually mammals or not. It seems like they could be, though I guess scales aren’t much of a mammal kind of thing. I assume botw Zora still lay eggs like in past games (I haven’t played botw in a hot minute so I don’t know if any dialogue suggests this or not), but I suppose they could still be mammals and lay eggs, like platypuses. Of course that also brings up the question on whether they sweat milk but now that I’m thinking about it maybe I’d better just assume they’re amphibians for everyone’s peace of mind
#thought too hard about Link and mipha having kids again#rambles from the floor#breath of the Wild#loz zora#zora#actually wait I kinda want platypus ability zora#venomous spurs? that electric visiony thing they do?#yes please.
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Catalogue Visioni di fine Millennio, Moebius, disponible sur entre-image.com
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Noomi Rapace (Lamb, 2021)
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Getting hung up on Tracker and Kristen taking digs at each other when they’re still talking about something bigger like religion frustrates me to no end. Yes they are exes, yes things can come off rude but neither one of them has been wrong in the meat of what they’re saying when discussing religion and the way they practice.
Outside of the fucking or fighting, Trackerbees have ALWAYS been able to understand each other and hear each other out when it comes to their respective gods or religion as a whole. They both have different perspectives to offer, different work ethics, and different wisdoms to share the other because there ultimately is a bigger picture. These young women are both incredibly wise.
They’re also messy ass teenagers! Those bigger, more introspective, and worldly questions will be interspersed with a low blow or two. But it’s a low blow because there can be some truth to it. Focusing ONLY on the low blows and using that to paint whoever you like less as a bad person gets you nowhere. It kinda does a disservice to the story telling when you paint it sooo one note bc Brennan and Ally do SUCH a good job at drawing out the complexities of their relationship. The infatuation, The toxicity, the hurt, the gratitude, the frustration, the support, and the love. All of it.
#whenever they talk there’s discourse about one of them being rude#look me in the fucking eyes and tell me you haven’t said some rude shit to your ex before I dare you 👊#they are teenagers that broke up they’ve hurt each other they’re not always gonna be nice#I respect that they’re comfortable enough with each other to say the rude thing and then still want to lean on eachother and love eachother#there’s so much nuance to their relationship on so many levels#these ladies fascinate me and I’m not gonna villainize either of them bc if you blanket paint someone as shitty bc you didn’t like how they#phrased something the world gets a lot smaller#your circle gets a lot smaller#this is fully coming from personal experience#I have been the upset person that took digs at their ex before#I have been the person that cut people off bc they said something I don’t like#I know there are a wide spectrum of ages in the fandom but a lot of the posts that blanket call someone awful skew younger#it’s not a bad thing it’s just.. very tunnel visiony and very black and white#dimension 20#fhjy
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Caffè e pensieri
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" Vengo invitato come relatore a un convegno di tre giorni a Torino, un workshop internazionale con decine di partecipanti. Non conosco nessuno di questi colleghi, ma apprezzo la circostanza di un ambiente del tutto nuovo e di gente mai vista. S. è morto da sei mesi. Al ristorante dell’albergo dove si svolge il convegno i posti non sono assegnati e alla prima pausa per il pranzo mi ritrovo a dividere il tavolo con un relatore olandese, un afroamericano di Miami, una canadese, un belga, una brasiliana e un altro italiano, di Roma. L’imbarazzo iniziale dura poco, ci troviamo a discorrere come se ci conoscessimo da mesi, amici di lunga data. La casualità che ci ha riunito allo stesso tavolo si trasforma all’istante in un legame. Finiamo per trascorrere insieme il resto di questi tre giorni. Il convegno, i pranzi, le cene, le serate fuori a bere nei bar della città. Essere sconosciuto fra sconosciuti è rilassante, l’atmosfera di unità che si è venuta a creare fra noi, destinata a durare una finestra di tempo così limitata, ha qualcosa di magico. Ognuno di noi lo riconosce.
L’ultima notte del convegno faccio un sogno eccezionale. Sono in un enorme luna-park e mi aggiro incuriosito fra le diverse attrazioni. Giungo a una giostra composta da una ruota orizzontale alla quale sono agganciate una serie di seggioline a due posti. Decido di salire e ne occupo una da solo. La giostra si mette in moto e dapprima gira piano, poi acquista velocità e comincia a piacermi parecchio. Anzi, mi dico che era tanto che non salivo su un’attrazione del genere e che avevo dimenticato quanto potessero essere divertenti. La velocità del carosello si fa vertiginosa, ormai non riesco neppure a intravedere i volti degli occupanti degli altri seggiolini, è tutto troppo frenetico e confuso, ma questa folle velocità invece di preoccuparmi mi fa ridere fino alle lacrime. Poi il mio seggiolino si stacca dal resto della giostra e comincia a schizzare verso il cielo. Non provo alcuna paura, al contrario ne sono estasiato. Sto volando incontro al cielo, il vento nei capelli, la terra che si allontana sotto di me, sto compiendo un viaggio imprevedibile ed è una sensazione stupenda. Con un’improvvisa intuizione razionale mi rendo conto che sono felice, felice come non ero da mesi. Ed è a quel punto che accade: sento la voce di S. al mio fianco, che nell’orecchio mi sussurra: “Questa felicità è il mio regalo. Buon compleanno”. Mi risveglio all’istante. È la mattina del 18 aprile: me ne ero dimenticato, ma è il mio compleanno.
Questa felicità è il mio regalo. A oggi è il sogno più bello che abbia mai fatto. "
Matteo B. Bianchi, La vita di chi resta, Mondadori, 2023¹; pp. 144-145.
#Matteo B. Bianchi#letture#leggere#felicità#sognare#sogni#La vita di chi resta#ricordi#amore#dolore#libri#lacrime#citazioni letterarie#compleanno#giostre#regali#sconosciuti#letteratura contemporanea#estranei#visioni#gioia#Torino#scrittori italiani#autofiction#inconscio#psicoanalisi#vita#amicizia#affetto#simpatia
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Le Dolomiti da Alessandro Gaziano Tramite Flickr: Estate 2023, girovagando per le Dolomiti
#dolomiti#foto#alessandrogaziano#photo#fotografia#travel#italia#visioni#montagna#landscape#panorama#altoadige#valgardena#unesco#sudtirolo#nature#cielo#nuvole#photograpy#italy#natura#flickr
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Visioni di fine Millennio, Moebius, Catalogue de l'exposition Moebius au Palazzo Bagatti Valsecchi à Milan, du 29 novembre 1997 au 11 janvier 1998, edizioni Nuages, langue: italien, 90 planches, album broché au Format: 24*27 cm. Superbe, avec de nombreux inédits! disponible sur entre-image.com
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Sergej Michajlovič Ėjzenštejn, La corazzata Potëmkin [1925]
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“RADE NUVOLE E DELITTI” (SUMMER OF DEATH) – FINAL TRAILER
Il nuovo libro è qui. My new book’s here. Amazon
#youtube#libro#libri#book#books#crime#california#san francisco#eddie freling#nuove uscite#hippies#60s#kindle#omicidi e visioni#rade nuvole e delitti#summer of death#sparse clouds#love books#book lover#lettura in corso#thriller books#book junkies#leggere#lettura#libri consigliati#libri del giorno#book of the day#book trailer#trailer#fabio romolo
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Visioni Dal Rif. Caloria m. 2120 e Capanna Tondi m. 2321
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Quando viene notte...
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if nobody got me i know la follia di vivaldi got me
#io che vedo la luce sento le voci ho le visioni con una accettabilissima temperatura pari a 36.5°C#no in realtà sto super bene ma questi lievissimi sintomi mi affaticano gli occhi e guess what: sto leggendo e scrivendo#quindi mi sento moribonda
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