#charlotte flax

[art--harridan]

[Image description: A digital painting of the Flax family from Mermaids. They are huddled together, everything but their skin and hair morphing into a bright shapeless blob covered in intricate patterns reminiscent of Gustav Klimt's art. Rachel is at the top, eyes looking the other way. She seems unimpressed. Beneath her is Charlotte, who she's cradling with one of her hands. Charlotte seems shell-shocked, with her mouth open, eyes empty, and lipstick smeared. Finally, Kate is at the bottom, eyes closed and mouth open. Above all of them, slightly transparent pale fish fly swim past. The background has the texture of a traditional painting, and the whole piece consists of greens, blues and purples.]

Inktober Day 17: Salty

Film: Mermaids

[blackwoodbanshee]

They are me but I am more shy and socially awkward.

[im-always-the-problem-its-me]

she's just like me fr

[elsaellaelys]

In love

summary: Y/N realizes she fell in love with her new bestfriend.

pairing: JJ Maybank x fem!reader

768 words

a/n: I just liked so much writing, had to make another her. Let me know if you have some request, send me a chat! <3

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It's not easy on Y/N's mind when she got this messy, JJ rent free in her mind, she just can't help it. His touch lingering just a little to much in the low of her back as he passes by makes she weak in the knees, blaming it on the hormones when she reaches to feel his arms as he helps she get in the boat, holping he doesn't notice, or the intrusive thoughts in her head that makes she understand Charlotte Flax in Mermaids. I mean, what she wouldn't give to be that can in his hand? Fitting just perfectly between those lips, having his hands wrapped around she like that, be the trail of beer down his chin, the wind blowing inside the loose sleeves of his shirt and through his chest.

Fucking pathetic.

Y/N is lost, no doubt.

This is not only a crush, she's in love. Deeply in thoughts about JJ. What is he doing? Where is he? Is he thinking about me? Inevitable to not wake up musing him, go to sleep meditating about it, heartbroken when he flirts with another girl.

After all it's not like he wants to date her.

Marry her.

Have her babies.

The HMS Pogue float calmly on the chill waves, John B., Kiara and JJ are swimming, Pope is laid down in the corner, Franz Kafka's book long forgotten on his lap as he takes a nap. Y/N is just laying in the sun, she moved to the OBX only six months ago, still can't swim very well so she rater not tire herself to much. The pogues don't understand how come Y/N comes to an island without knowing how to swim, a few weeks earlier she had to confess it, due the summer vacation, and JJ started taking her to the beach to teach her. That's it! Like a click comes to her mind. The memory of that first afternoon of swim class, begginin of July, school year had just ended, the sea kinda green and warm, JJ was teaching Y/N how to float. They were in the shallow, he backed away and laid back, chest appearing on the surface, to show her how to do it. She tried, his hands were on her back to help she lift her weight on the water, but the second they left, her body sinked inches, the gasp she let out letting water inside her mouth. He laughed shortly bringing her up, moving the hair off of her face.

"It's alright, just a little bit of water in your mouth" she lifted a finger in front of his face, turning around to blow salt water out of her nose. "Okay, breathed some too" he laughed.

She saw his eyes tight with the smile, bright blue orbs, laugh lines, hands pressed on her waist. It felt like the first time. Y/N didn't learned it that day, neither in the next one, late that week they had to find a quieter place after JJ pissed a guy trowing sunscreen on his surf board for making fun of Y/N's swim skills.

JJ never made she feel bad for not knowing how to swim, actually, he felt bad for not teaching right - but how could she learned when she was more interested on the teacher than on the lesson?

He swam to the boat pocking her side for attention.

"Hey pretty girl!" her heart twirled "Wanna swim with me? It's not fun without you."

Y/N agreed, would do anything with him. She slipped off to the water, his arm around her.

"I'm fine." she says "I can at east not sink, y'know?" But he didn't wanted to let go of her, the feeling of soft skin to good against his palm. He did, anyway.

"See?" the girl smiled.

"I see" he answered.

His blue eyes watched her sparkling ones, tanned skin, so shiny, tits looking so cute in the flowered bikini top, nice lips, so kissable. JJ felt the ground falling out from under him, even though he was in the water. How could he only notice it now, he wants to kiss she so badly, flirting is not enough, lingered touches, sweet nicknames, not enough. Remembered also how he feel so safe around her in such a small time together, how he wants to impress her just to see the proud lustful look on her face, how he felt when saw she wearing his shirt on the Chateau after getting her's wet - kinda horny, sure - but with a twist in his heart.

He sees. He knows now.

He's in love too.

[junousher]

 @pscentral​ event 05: from your decade

Winona Ryder film roles in the 1990′s  — as kim boggs in edward scissorhands (1990), as charlotte flax in mermaids (1990), as jo march in little women (1994), as finn dodd in how to make an american quilt (1996), as susanna kaysen in girl interrupted (1999)

[nighthawkers]

s+t in paris jan ‘24

returned to paris with the love of my life at the start of january this year. it seems we’ve made a habit of running away to this city every january. i hope this habit turns into lifelong tradition.

we celebrated 10 years of friendship (our tin-aversary) just a few months earlier in sept ‘23.

recently i’ve found myself reconnecting and reconciling with parts of myself i seemed to have unknowingly buried years ago. in february, i reached for a diary that i used to keep when i was 14. tens of scribble-on leather-bound pages that i had hidden away out of fear of confronting the traumas of my past lives. however, this year, reaching out for it felt so simple. i led a revolution from my bed when i began to carefully flick through the pages by my fingertips. i may have been peering in hesitantly at first, but soon enough i was sucked in, charmed by her teenage wit. she was so… smart, funny, charming and so fucking headstrong. i see her forming parts of her identity with each page i turn. she had just watched mermaids (1990) and carved ‘winona forever’ on the page in black ink out of sincere admiration for charlotte flax’s catholicly coquettish style. she deliberates the idea of nirvana and wonders how those who believe in an afterlife and have strong faith in God can still be scared of death. she writes her desperation to have more band tees and is confident that, if called upon, she will always be able to name 5 songs from the artists she pragmatically chooses to wear proudly on her chest. she jots her 10-step plan for running away, a how-to guide in order to get out swiftly, efficiently and quietly in the night to start a new life somewhere far, far away. it should be more painful, but the feeling is… something i’m still unable to describe. perhaps bittersweet. seeing these words from my past-self reminded me of her pain. god knows it was so hard being 14. however, something strange happens to me. when the nostalgia would typically be all-consuming for me, i am instead engulfed in a complete awareness of my physical being. i feel the skin of my knees brush my starchy duvet as i sit cross legged on my bed. the pads of my fingers feel the grit of the moleskin’s paper. my breaths go deep into my chest and exhale smooth and steady from parted lips. i’m actually alive. i pay silent homage to the girl this diary used to belong to and hope my telepathic message of ‘thank you for keeping me her long enough to see this’ somehow reaches her through retrocausality. as i send my tribute, a brighter light begins to blind me from the page. i see the violent etchings of a T, an A and a Z. in capital letters, as always. underneath reads: dear safa, i really really really really really really like you”. i realise with every account of me, there is also an account of you. albeit, most mentions are referential only by your now-defunct teenage pseudonym, but where i saw your name i also saw mine. both aliases created so that we could escape the obligations of endurance that came with being born as ourselves. oh, how those names still felt like us. i read an account that i wrote exactly 10 years ago to the day, 15th february 2014, and, my darling girl, all i can think about is how far we have come. 10 years of alienation, reinvention and self-discovery, 120 months of the same bob mortimer youtube compilation, cd mixtapes and soul-bearing love letters to one another (i’ve kept them all), 3653 days of saving pocket change to spent at hmv to now spending freely as we lounge in hotel rooms eating tiramisu and doing face masks in paris. a decade of having you by my side. in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, til death do us part. a.h.k and jasey rae.

we will always run down the street with stars in our eyes, hand in hand, forever.

[lafilmoinferno]

MERMAIDS (1990)

Dir: Richard Benjamin

Cast: Cher, Winona Ryder, Christina Ricci, Etc.

Duracion: 115 min.

Sinopsis:

Años 60. Rachel Flax, una excéntrica y madre soltera, tiene dos hijas. La mayor, Charlotte, una adolescente que se avergüenza de las extravagancias de su madre, se propone ser la mejor católica del mundo. La pequeña sueña con llegar a ser nadadora olímpica. Rota su última relación sentimental, como de costumbre, Rachel se muda con sus hijas a una nueva ciudad. Allí, Charlotte descubre el primer amor, y Rachel conoce a un peculiar vendedor de zapatos.

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[stendyz]

south park oc time <33

inspired by this

character that inspired me to make her—

charlotte flax, mermaids (1990)

joan of arc, french saint

Sissy Spacek, Carrie (1976)

Sister Mary Eunice, American Horror Story: Asylum

[streamondemand]

'Mermaids' – Cher and Winona Ryder form an eccentric family on HBO Max

Cher and Winona Ryder play mother and daughter in Mermaids (1990), a nostalgic comic drama of an unconventional family in 1960s New England. Ryder plays Charlotte, a teenage girl frustrated that her mother (who she refers to as “Mrs. Flax”) keeps getting involved with married men and then uprooting the family to move to a new town when those romances blow up. She rebels by embracing Catholic…

[vivienvalentino]

MERMAIDS  1990, dir. Richard Benjamin

[only-johnny-deppp]

31 years ago (1991), on this day (January 19), Johnny Depp and Winona Ryder attended the 48th Golden Globe Awards, at Beverly Hilton Hotel, in Beverly Hills, California

On that day, both Johnny and Winona were nominated for the first time to a Golden Globe Award, but unfortunately didn’t win. But at least lost to two gigantic icons, in an era when the movies were really good. 

Johnny was nominated on the “Best Actor – Motion Picture Musical or Comedy ” category for his performance as Edward Scissorhands in “Edward Scissorhands” and was competing against Patrick Swayze for his performance as Sam Wheat in “Ghost”, Macaulay Culkin for his funny performance as Kevin McCallister in “Home Alone” and Richard Gere for his performance as Edward Lewis in “Pretty Woman”, but the award went to Gérard Depardieu for his performance as Georges Fauré in “Green Card”.

Winona was nominated on the “ Best Supporting Actress – Motion Picture Drama, Musical or Comedy” for her performance as Charlotte Flax in “Mermaids” and was competing against Lorraine Bracco for her performance as Karen Friedman Hill in “Goodfellas”, Shirley MacLaine for her performance as Doris Mann in “Postcards from the Edge”, Diane Ladd for her performance as Marietta Fortune in “Wild at Heart”, and Mary McDonnell for her performance as Stands with a Fist in “Dances with Wolves”, but the award went to Whoopi Goldberg for her performance as Oda Mae Brown in “Ghost”.

> Curiosity:

While it took 3 years to Winona finally get her Golden Globe Award, Johnny had to wait 17 YEARS to have one, winning his only in 2008...

[therapeuticss]

Mermaids ( 1990)

[ashtrayhead]

winona ryder as charlotte flax in mermaids (1990)

[tudojuntoemisturado]

{Charlotte Flax icons}

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[riot-van]

winona ryder in mermaids (1990)

[lynseyanderson]

Figured out my Halloween costume this year 🎃