#every five years or so honestly

[navree]

genuinely would love for some of the "both parties are the same" people to name me a single election in the entirety of the twenty first century where the outcome for the country wouldn't have been better if a democrat had won

[canisalbus]

Have you considered selling merch? Some stickers pins or patches of the boys would go hard

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[swagging-back-to]

nebula and rocket are the best characters from GOTG and i will actually throw hands about it

[seekingthestars]

little floof has the best possible time at con, proceeds to spend the next month crying about it

[ace-malarky]

anyway scenes finished 7/100 let's hope this set doesn't take the next nine years lmao

[freckleslikestars]

genuinely do not get the point of replying to someone's gifset with 'I hate these characters. I stopped watching after they were introduced.' sorry you feel that way, but I don't actually give a shit. now get off my fucking post.

[turtlemagnum]

one of my favorite parts of strategy games like chess and advance wars is that feeling when you haven't quite won yet but the enemy has no real options so it feels like you're just sloowly wrapping around them like a snake. when all your enemy has is their king and you've managed to turn 3 of your pawns into queens, and all you've gotta do is get in juust the right position, and in the meantime all they can do is squirm. god, that's such a wonderful feeling. nothing quite like it

[queenerdloser]

im rereading six of crows/crooked kingdom and every time someone on the team thinks about how kaz is meaner, smarter, and nastier than the big bad they’re up against i gain +5 life points. inej so sure no one can outsmart kaz! jesper basically comforting wylan with the reminder that kaz is so nasty and ruthless he’s going to raze his dickwad father to the ground and wylan a) absolutely believing kaz can and will do it and b) absolutely finding comfort in it. everyone is always going on and on about how cruel and unfeeling kaz is, but when their back is against the wall and there’s an enemy coming at them, they hear his cane or think about him and they feel relief! they feel safe! he’s a thug but he’s THEIR thug and frankly, as someone who imprinted on kaz like a baby duckling the first time i read the books, it’s a fucking godsend! 

[pastelwitchling]

Even without accounting for the AWOL of it all, I think its pretty clear Michael never asked Alex to stay, so I really don't get all the blame heaped on him for not staying. Alex made a life for himself outside of the town that treated him badly, he had a career where he was respected and escaped his abusive home. Was he just supposed to give all that up for someone who couldn't even say goodbye the day he left and who never once changed in ten years?? Michael started his "walking bar fight" phase while Alex was still around, what reason would Alex have to think Michael would suddenly stop if he decided to give everything up and stay in Roswell?? I just really don't get the expectation that Alex was supposed to be the one to upend his entire life to be with someone who never once gave any indication he'd be willing to do the same if he stayed.

I can't even count the number of arguments I've had on this front. The fact that Alex was punished over and over for not staying, but honestly? Why would he? I love Michael, but he was not without his flaws.

I know that if I loved someone who had been beaten the way Michael had when we were first found together, and then he mocked me every time I was afraid of my own abuser for years after, I wouldn't feel safe with him. I understand Michael felt abandoned, I really do, but does that change the fact that he never once asked Alex to stay? Does it change the fact that he never showed so much as an ounce of sympathy towards Alex's feelings concerning his father? Or a sense of compassion for the fact that Alex lived under a man who watched him like a hawk and judged him on every move?

Forgetting that this wasn't Alex's foster father, it wasn't someone who he knew wasn't family. This was Alex's actual dad, and he was punished for wanting his own dad to love him? For being unable to help but earn his approval? I get how Alex leaving hurt, but I also struggle to understand why he should've stayed in the first place. Did Michael ever once show him that he was a safe space for Alex to escape to if he ever did manage to get away from his dad? His options stayed either his father, the only connection to his mother and his family and the only home he'd ever known, and a cowboy who scoffs at him when he's afraid and acts like he really couldn't care less when he leaves.

Before anyone comes at me either, answer me this;

Did Michael ever so much as say the word, wait?

Did Michael ever say the words, That must've been tough?

Did Michael ever say, I want to know you?

Did Michael ever ask Alex why he keeps leaving?

Did Michael ever tell Alex it was okay?

Did Michael ever tell him he could keep him safe?

Did Michael ever tell him he loved him?

Did Michael ever tell him he liked him?

I rest my case.

[outeremissary]

Tagged by @arendaes for the little school Picrews. Lilindel sibling dating sim

I'm a lil sleepy and don't know who to taggg so I will be passing on this one sorryyyyy. If you are reading this and desire it... tagged in spirit

[pinehutch]

Okay so the most reasonable thought I've had all month is definitely "I should clear my calendar for February and just spend the entire month writing f/f fic, shouldn't I?"

That seems reasonable, right?

[scringee]

This is the only way to express how I'm feeling

[carewyncromwell]

“Is it rude to say I’d volunteer  For a day of fun just once a year? I’d fly the coop, if only I could... But I've got a really bad case of being good! I’d go find trouble if there was some to get in: Ask a friend to play if I had one to let in... Nana’s rocker sawing through the floor -- Every day just like the one before --  We lock ourselves behind that door... Is it wrong to wish for something more?

~“Good Girl Winnie Foster” from Tuck Everlasting (musical)

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Carewyn’s gingham dress based on this design // original photo used for the background, edited with Lunapic! 💚

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If asked about her childhood, Carewyn Cromwell would always say that even if her family was poor and she had to wear a lot of second-hand dresses when she was growing up, she, her mother Lane, and her brother Jacob still were nonetheless able to manage all right. What Carewyn often did not talk about was at just how young of an age she was forced to start looking after herself -- something that many people would look at with quite a bit more dismay than Carewyn herself did, looking back at her own circumstances. 

Now to be clear, Lane Cromwell was a very loving and caring mother -- but with the abandonment of her husband Evan and the abrupt lack of financial income that came with it, Lane had to take on the role of both breadwinner and caregiver simultaneously. While Carewyn was a toddler, that forced Lane to do menial laundry and seamstressing work from home, as well borrow some money from her good friend Judy Castine to help make ends meet until Carewyn could start public school. Once Carewyn did start school, however, Lane still couldn’t afford childcare -- and so, after doing a lot of research and preparation, Lane made the difficult decision to teach her nearly-five-year-old daughter how to walk home from her new primary school. Understandably worried for Carewyn’s safety walking anywhere by herself, Lane used both magical and Muggle means to ensure she would know Carewyn’s location at all times, on her way coming home from school. Lane made contact with several trustworthy adults along Carewyn’s route, like the elderly owner of the local ice cream parlor, Mrs. Sackett, and introduced Carewyn to each of them, so that they could help Carewyn get home in case of an emergency or even call Lane if they didn’t see Carewyn walk by at a specific time. Lane also taught Carewyn about the Knight Bus, which she could always call by sticking her left hand out over the street, just in case anyone tried to hurt or grab her. Judy even gifted Lane a small Magical-Child-Monitor watch from Diagon Alley in preparation of Carewyn’s first year at school, which could always tell Lane whether Carewyn was at “school” or “home,” whether she was “traveling,” or even whether she was “lost” or “in distress.” (The last feature Judy customized to make the watch chirp loudly, just in case Lane didn’t notice it immediately. Lane kind of had wished she hadn’t, given how loud it was, but appreciated the sentiment.)

Most children about to turn five would’ve been petrified at the thought of walking anywhere by themselves. Carewyn, fortunately, had always been a rather brave and independent child -- and considering that she knew her mother needed to keep her job in order to provide for all of them, the little girl took the responsibility onto her tiny shoulders like a champ, walking home with her head held high every day with no sense of fear or resentment. She and Jacob were all their Mum had now, after all, and with Jacob away at school, Carewyn knew she had to do her best to help take care of Lane, just like Lane did her and Jacob. Jacob always made her promise to take care of their mother and flat before leaving for Hogwarts every year...and Carewyn would never break a promise to her brother. 

So every day, from the age of 4 all the way to 11, Carewyn Cromwell walked home from school every single day by herself, straight home to her mother’s and her flat, where she’d lock the door and stay safe inside until her mum came home. And to Lane’s relief, in that entire time, the single mother never heard her Magical-Child-Monitor watch chirp once -- for truly, Carewyn had always been a rather risk-adverse child. Her brother Jacob used to break into the kitchen cabinets and try to drink bleach as a baby, but Carewyn? Lane herself would often compare her daughter to a “little angel,” never starting trouble or getting into anything she shouldn’t. And because Carewyn knew Lane was working so hard trying to do well for her and Jacob, the last thing Carewyn wanted to do was make things more difficult for her mother -- so she stoically followed the same routine every day without complaint, going to school just for her classes and then heading straight home, all the while trying hard to not to let any accidental magic slip out that could make anyone side-eye Carewyn or her family any more than they already did. 

This didn’t mean that Carewyn didn’t ever quietly lament the arrangement, of course. What child wouldn’t? It was hard having to see other kids getting picked up by their parents in their cars when it was wet or snowing outside. It was hard to have to walk straight home when there was an exciting football match going on in the field near the local secondary school. It was hard to sit cooped-up inside when Carewyn could hear all the neighborhood kids riding their bikes on a sunny Friday afternoon. 

But hey, Carewyn told herself gloomily -- she didn’t even have a bike to ride on next to them anyway. And really, she thought more stubbornly, they’d probably just think she was a freak like everyone else did, which meant they’d only say nasty things that would make her upset and make her cast magic by accident anyway. And then she’d scare everyone, and the Ministry would have to come in and fix things...and her mother would worry. Carewyn couldn’t worry Lane...

And so Carewyn stayed inside dutifully, day after lonely day, soldiering through with no complaint. Because really, all of that silence was worth it, the moment Jacob would come home for a holiday break. As soon as he was home, Carewyn wouldn’t be alone, and with someone else around at home, it was safer to go outside without her mother. She and Jacob could walk to the park or the library -- to Mrs. Sackett’s ice cream parlor, or maybe even take a trip to the beach. Even being inside some of the time wasn’t so hard, when Carewyn didn’t always have to be by herself. And then once Lane was home too, they could all eat dinner together, the way Carewyn wished they could every night -- laughing and talking and sharing and bonding the way they all loved doing. And once Carewyn started at Hogwarts herself...well, then she’d be able to go wherever she wanted, whenever she wanted -- be the great witch she wanted to be, instead of the “freak” ginger that the Muggles in her neighborhood would never understand. She’d be able to play out every single wild daydream Jacob and Lane had sparked to life inside of her through all their stories about the magical school -- cast spells, brew potions, visit all the shops of Hogsmeade village...play Quidditch, sing for the Frog Choir...maybe even tame a real-life dragon! 

Carewyn held fast to this thought and never let go of it. Once she could go to Hogwarts and chase her dreams, Jacob and her mother rooting for her all the while...all those silent, cooped-up, lonely days of the past would be worth it. 

[lesbiansanemi]

I am so…. SO tired of my cat peeing everywhere

[belligerentbagel]

my chemical romance plays in twelve minutes 

adding my quiet contribution towards manifesting another Gender tonight 

[vigilantejustice]

my body and head hurty to the point of puking whenever i’m at like. the movies or a concert are best friends