#we stan a queen like her

[reminiscingtonight]

honestly i think alex morgan’s response is the most we’ll get. i thought it was a pretty decent statement. it didn’t dismiss, write off, or invalidate the “allegations”. it didn’t defend the wave organization or jill ellis. it acknowledges the need to do better. it would be nice to have something more explicit but i understand that it’s probably difficult having to consider your child in all of this. and that players are also employees and despite the yates report, there is still a persistent culture of silence, especially under jill ellis given that she was named several times in the yates report and is still employed. i do wish alex morgan wasn’t the only player to put out a statement. i understand some of the younger players not wanting to, because their salaries are not that great and jill ellis still has hella power in the soccer world. but if abby dahlkemper or emily van egmond, kyra carusa, some of those players said something, i think it would make a difference.

I wouldn't be surprised if players are being told by the organization to keep mum about it

[starleska]

Doris out here being the most relatable person in this entire movie 😂💖

[sexynetra]

For the record if you don’t like Arrietty my blog is not a safe place for you xoxoxoxo

[rhaenyra-first-of-her-name]

You know when I said I want more wlw representation, I didn't mean turn the misogynistic, power hungry, greedy and abusive stepmother into the heroine's love interest despite the said abuser literally being responsible for a civil war and the deaths of the said heroine's children with a heavy dose of queerbaiting.

[periperson]

Me finally listening to episode 3 of Judgement: PAEON IS A MAN???

Me twenty minutes later: Oh, never mind

[alicent-targaryen]

DAEMON & RHAENYRA TARGARYEN ▸ House of the Dragon, 1.10

[sadiecoocoo]

Padme was so badass in the clone wars. She got her uncle to join the republic, she solved her uncle’s murder case as well as stopped future murders, she played a man while undercover, she dealt with several assassination attempts, survived poison, survived capture a few times, she survived a newly revived extinct plague while FIGHTING BATTLE DROIDS, she dealt with the other senators and that one old giraffe motherfucker from the clone’s homeworld that i totally didn’t forget the name of what are you guys talking about im a real fan i promise i just forget a lot of names for stuff, she played the same man AGAIN on ANOTHER undercover mission, AND she changed outfits every episode she was in :)

You could say, she gaslit, gatekept, and, quite possibly, girlbossed

Also she married a Jedi, and did a MUCH BETTER job of keeping it secret than Anakin did (I mean she pretended to not know him when she had to pretend to like that one separatist senator [his name doesn’t deserve to be remembered])

[achaotichuman]

See the thing with Tamlin having a daughter, he's absolutely a single parent and has no clue what the fuck he's doing.

So, balancing having a newborn with also rebuilding a Court from the ground up would be one of the most mentally taxing jobs he's ever had. He's so exhausted and can barely think straight or string a sentence together, and there's no real help in Spring, because most of the servants, or nurses, or anyone that could provide any support are still wary to enter.

So, he reaches a point where he's like, 'If I keep going like this, I'm not going to survive.'

Therefore, desperate times call for desperate measures, and Tamlin goes to one source of help that might take pity on the situation, or least on his daughter Dahlia.

And goes to Day, where Andrea, former Lady of Autumn, is staying with Helion.

Cue super adorable step in grandma and grandpa Lady of Autumn and Helion.

Anyway, it would start something like this.

Rain pounded down on the Day lands. People rushed inside, desperately dragging signs and chairs into buildings. Using books, clothing, anything to shield themselves from the onslaught of water that poured and poured from the raging dark clouds above. 

Andrea drank jasmine-infused honey sweet tea. The warm liquid slipped down her throat, and soothing her body. The Day palace was warm and dry, a stark difference from the thunder and lightning cracking in the sky. A fork of brilliant white light streaked the sky, Andrea smiled, she had always loved storms. 

Her husband… not so much?

Helion huddled himself closer to Andrea when lightning followed quickly by a snap of thunder pierced the sky. The Day Lord had near a dozen blankets wrapped around himself, his head lying in Andrea’s lap. Andrea laughed as he jolted and wrapped his strong arms around her waist, pressing his face into her navel. She toyed with the braids in his hair. 

“It isn’t all that bad,” She assured him, leaning back into the soft white couch, while her eyes tipped to the balcony across from them, the glass doors sealed tightly to shelter them from the rain. 

“It is that bad,” Helion insisted, “The thunder has no right being that loud.”

Andrea laughed quietly, stroking her husband’s hair. Placing the porcelain cup down on the table beside the lounge, Andrea tipped her head back and closed her eyes. Smiling to herself at the next round of thunder, holding Helion closer, knowing he was ever so frightened of the storm outside. 

She sighed, this was nice. 

There was a rapping at the door. Looking up Andrea furrowed her brow, surely none of the servants needed them currently? After a moment’s hesitation, Helion sat up and looked at the door, then Andrea. It was Andrea who called out, “Please come in!”

A short female with wild brown curls, red eyes and fluttering wings entered. She bowed low, then straightened, “Your Majesties, there is a visitor requesting your presence.”

Andrea put a hand on Helion’s. Her brown eyes turned to his, though she found no answer, his face was as confused as her own. Helion took in a breath, “Where are they as of now?”

“Still at the entrance, my Lord, the guards have not let him through.” She replied. 

There was a moment of silence as Helion and Andrea assessed each other. Helion raised an eyebrow, Andrea shrugged ever so slightly. They weren’t in the middle of anything, the slight quirk of her lips told Helion she was just a little bored and this could be some form of entertainment.

“Alright, we’ll head down, thank you.” Andrea told the female. 

She again bowed low, then quickly fled the room, flittering off to wherever she was required. 

Andrea and Helion fixed themselves and quickly headed down for the Day Court palace entrance. Whispering to each other, “Who could be visiting so late?” “Perhaps a courtier, or emissary?”

They reached the tall golden doors, the two guards stationed there shared a glance. When Helion lifted his hand, they nodded, the doors flew upon. 

Immediately there was an onslaught of cold wind, it rushed through the threshold and splattered water across the polished tiles. Hail had begun, the small balls of ice rained down from the sky, smashing against the flooring. 

Andrea had closed her eyes and put her hands out in front of her as she adjusted to the sudden cold. Then she looked up to see the person standing at the entrance. 

Her jaw fell open. Looking at Helion his face had gone white. 

Tamlin was shivering in the cold, his whole body quivering. His eyes were dull and his skin was near grey. His lips were blue and frost-bitten. Instead of the normal greens and whites he wore a heavy black coat with a hood that had fallen off. His hair was a wild mess of knots and tangles. 

And in his arms was a tiny babe, so small she couldn’t be more than a few weeks old. She had tiny golden curls and pale skin, mostly wrapped in linens, her face was red, she was crying and screaming in his arms. 

Tamlin met Helion’s eyes, then turned to Andrea’s. Looking back at the High lord, he half-sobbed, “I had nowhere else to go.”

He stumbled like at any moment he might collapse. Snapping out of the daze they had been shocked into, Andrea made the first move. Like him or not, he had a child in his arms. She quickly approached the male and gently took the small girl from his arms, hushing and cooing as she did in an attempt to console her. 

As soon as the babe was safe in another’s arms. Tamlin collapsed to the floor. Helion then rushed to the younger High lord, shouting orders for a room to be made up and dry clothes to be brought out. Andrea rocked the crying girl as Helion picked up Tamlin. 

The doors were shut and the storm was locked outside. Helion and Andrea exchanged a look. Then the Lady of Day looked at the babe in her arms. 

Green eyes glistened up at her. Andrea stood there in pure shock. She looked like a tiny version of Tamlin. She screamed and Andrea watched as tiny claws pricked out of her fingertips. 

“Thats…” Helion trailed off. 

“The future Heir of Spring.” Andrea finished, her voice filled with wonderment, “Tamlin’s daughter.”

Tamlin himself shivered and gasped in Helion’s arms. The older High lord gritted his teeth. Her eyes didn’t deceive her, Andrea saw Helion bring the younger male closer to his chest. 

“What do we do?” Andrea asked. 

“We do what’s right.” Was all Helion said, then a group of servants came out. 

The oldest among them said, “We have prepared a room for the guest.”

Helion nodded, he then said, “Tamlin and his daughter will stay with us until further notice.”

Looking back down at the baby in her arms, Andrea bit her bottom lip. 

“Why were they out in the storm?”

Helion shook his head slowly, “I don’t know.”

[bakafurai]

Sometimes I think about how Kenji basically said that he likes Rio about as much as his favourite thing in the world...

[thetardisisnotourdivision]

The villain of my first book seems really clever and calculating at first. But I know the rest of the series. And it immediately becomes obvious once you know the plot of like books two and three that this woman has ONE move. And somehow it ALWAYS FUCKING WORKS.

[jonathanbyersphd]

The Montaulk Project AU Moodboard:

November 6th 1978:  Jonathan Byers is skateboarding home from the best day ever at his best friend’s house when he sees something. The next morning when his mom and step-dad realize he never made it home, they frantically search all over town for him. But the only things they find are his board and his broken camera.  November 6th 1983:  Nancy Wheeler couldn't care less if the whole town thinks she's a bitch. But she'll be damned if she lets anyone call her a coward after everything she's been through. So she foolishly accepts the challenge to explore the town’s abandoned military base alone. Little does she know that what she's about to find is going to change her life forever.

For @jancyweeks Day 7:  classic tropes OR alternate universe

[dreamedfyre-a]

and if i say i hate that one of the uh 5 mentions hel.aena has in f&b is about her being loved by the people in contrast to the public opinion of rhae.nyra at that point and her death sparking a riot only to have to watch her be attacked bc rhae.nyra is the only good queen allowed on the show

[deus-ex-mona]

when you say you’re happy being by yourself

but maybe that’s just what you’re trying to convince yourself of…?

[cuteniarose]

This absolutely belongs on my personal blog but idgaf HEY 🗑️🔥 GANG GUESS WHO FINALLY FINISHED THEIR WAR AND PEACE CHARACTERISATION TABLE

It's such an ugly uneven mess and my handwriting is shit but I'm beyond caring genuinely

[hundredsspoons]

5 Favourite Characters Poll (Tag Game)

I was tagged by @awitchnamedraven

Thanks so much for thinking of me!!

Rules: make a poll with five of your all time favourite characters and then tag five people to do the same. See which character is everyone's favourite.

I'm tagging @duncanor @amechaan @carneolcamen @ocelaw @seri-tonin

[clottedscream]

a roleplay character of mine, Margot Ernestine de Ardennes. they suck and have every disease :)