#lj ripley

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Sending hugs always!

He hides his heart and hurt because he kinda had to

For Mitch Ripley, please and thank you!

Tagging: @spaghettificationandpretzels @mini-bee-bee @mandy426 @phoward89 @kmc1989

Companion piece to

Drove All Night - Mitch hates the idea of you spending your birthday alone. 

Seperation!Series:

Marley 2.0 - Mitch doesn't realise your hiding a secret from him.

Not Your Problem - Mitch feels you pulling away from him.

In the weeks after Mitch leaves you he locks away every vulnerable part of himself into a little box and tosses away the key. He self-medicates, upping his medication because he doesn’t want to feel a God damn thing. His world becomes grey again, he’s stoic, numb. It’s the only way he can cope with the end of his marriage.

There’s radio silence from the both of you. He sees you in passing at the hospital but you don’t speak to one another, he can’t even look at you. He knows there’s rumours flying, but Mitch can’t even bring himself to care. Nothing touches him anymore.

He’s filling in one of his patient charts when LJ appears alongside him, completing the intake paperwork from an accident that occurred with a tractor. Mitch has managed to avoid the other man up until this point, he simply pretends he doesn’t exist.

“I’m sorry to hear about you and Marley.” LJ says and Mitch just shrugs his shoulders.

“Why?” He says despondently. “You can have her all to yourself now, I’m not in the way anymore.”

“I don’t understand...” LJ says as Mitch stares down at the tablet in his hand, his knuckles turning while as he grips it.

“I know about the two of you.” Mitch says tilting his head towards LJ, meeting the other man’s gaze. “That it started in St Clair, continued when you got back home.”

“What? That’s not…”

Mitch shakes his head, cutting the other man off.

“I don’t care.” He tells him because honestly he doesn’t want to hear the denials and all that shit, he’s too exhausted, too emotionally wrung out. “The two of you can do what the fuck you want. I didn’t fucking care.”

He walks away then, the tablet cradled to his chest because that ache he’s been trying to push away, it’s back with a vengeance. He heads to his locker and he pops another pill, and then another. He’s lost track of how many he’s up to, all he knows is he’ll take as many as he can to drown out the misery that keeps rising up inside of him.  

He spends the next few hours in a dissociative state, people talk to him and he responds but it’s all automatic. He doesn’t recall these conversations, he only has an awareness of them.

He’s refilling his water bottle when the seizure happens. There’s a raising sensation in his stomach, his arms start to tingle and he’s rocked by a sudden wave of nausea. The water bottle slips from his hand, clattering to the floor as the lightheadness hits and his entire world slips sideways. He smashes  his head on the way down, it bounces off the coffee table, knocking him out as his body hits the tiles.

It's ten minutes later that Hannah Asher finds him, sprawled out, broken, bleeding.

You’re the first person she calls.

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[themangledsans0508]

[transxfiles]

making these lumberjanes textposts memes is so much fun :]

+ bonus

[astradella]

Friendship to the max!!

[ohmykittenholy]

Ripley giving unconditional love to any monster she comes across is literally so beautiful

[autumnalfallingleaves]

I am very tired right now but I was inspired after seeing this and this on a Lumberjanes reblog spree today so what if,,,,,, Lumberjane Hilda AU

Like, Hilda, Frida, David, and at least two other kids (I dunno who) are introduced to each other at the camp as they're in the same cabin (first thought is to call it the Thunderbird cabin lmao), and Kaisa- who would probably be friends with Jen lol- is their counselor.

They'd probably get up to similar shenanigans that happen in canon, but at camp instead of Trolberg, and the canon events of Lumberjanes are all happening, of course. (Like magical kittens, or Greek dieties, or sasquatches- you name it!) They work with Roanoke cabin on occasion, but Thunderbird cabin deals with stuff like Vittra or Nisse or Trolls, mostly.

I haven't finished LJ yet, so I don't know how it ends, but after camp is over for the summer, Hilda, Frida, and David go home- only to discover they all live in the same city and go to the same school. They put the skills they learned at camp into practice when dealing with stuff that happens in Trolberg, and keep in touch with the friends they made at camp :D Hilda and Ripley are great friends, after all

Additionally, Frida starts her witchhood at camp, with Hilda becoming her Familiar there, as well, under the advisement of Kaisa, who is also still a witch. The kids are all about 14, as well, so a little older than canon. (I need to do some design work for the kids at 14- I should do that when I have time.)

Anyway I love these two things and this would be an excellent crossover, imo

[linsneedshugs]

So Lumberjanes is a good series

[abimakesart]

A lil Older!Roanokes comic bc I forgot how much I loved my designs.

[kinfits]

Shitty aesthetic of Ripley from Lumberjanes for anon.

[bubblestheraccoon]

Jen & Ripley for the LJ asks!

Ripley: What would you name the kitten Ripley summoned for you and what would it's powers be?

Okay I would want a orange tabby cat who becomes a long cat when anyone tries to move it and it's name would be mac & cheese

Jen: Talk about your favorite plant!

Okay another plant I like uhhh... Well. Not to sound texan but fields of bluebonnets.... Pretty

[zodiac-cabin-unofficial]

Jo!

Sexuality Headcanon: Lesbian. Gender Headcanon: She’s a girl!  A ship I have with said character: Jo/April is pure. A BROTP I have with said character: Jo and April again, but also I think she’d be really great friends with Molly for reasons, and also I just like the idea of her vibing with Ripley. Also I could see her and Emily being good friends. And she and Barney bond over mystery-solving and trans vibes.  A NOTP I have with said character: I’ve never really thought about NOTPs in the LJ fandom. Because we just tiny. I guess Jo/Barney? I don’t think that’s even a ship though. A random headcanon: She gives Ripley piggy-back rides around their cabin sometimes, and Mal chases them and makes dinosaur noises. Sometimes Jo and Mal switch, with Mal giving Ripley the piggy-back ride and Jo doing the dinosaur noises. April and Molly just kinda watch. April, despite having superhuman strength, does not offer to give anyone piggy-back rides. General Opinion over said character: I love her so much. One of my favorite characters! She got Good Vibes.

[bullet-prooflove]

Expresso prompt list:

40. I believe that our mistakes are what makes us us

Mitch Ripley & Marley

Tagging: @kmc1989 @spaghettificationandpretzels @mini-bee-bee @mandy426 @jareaulamontagnes

Seperation!Series:

Marley 2.0 - Mitch doesn't realise your hiding a secret from him.

Not Your Problem - Mitch feels you pulling away from him.

Pill Popping - Mitch confronts LJ about what happened in St Clair.

Not Enough - Mitch realises he won't ever be enough for you after you reveal what happened in St Clair.

Despite his protests Mitch has to have mandatory counselling. He’s made it clear to Doctor Charles and Ms Goodwin that his overdose was not intentional but they both agree he’s had a lot on his plate. If he wants to return to work he needs to be signed off by a mental health professional which is why he ends up in Elle Abrams office, discussing the collapse of his marriage in painstaking detail.

“I’m filing for a separation.” He tells her as he stares down at the bag where the envelop resides. “I’m going to drop the paperwork off at her parents’ house this afternoon, Marley’s been staying there since I told her I can’t give her kids.”

You should take the house, you had told him. You built that place with your own hands, it’s only fair.

He knows that’s not the real reason. That place, it’s the only home he’s ever really known and you want him to have that, for him to have a place where he feels safe especially in the midst of all this upheaval.

“Can we circle back to that?” Elle asks him. “You say you can’t…”

“It’s nothing physical.” He tells her, shaking his head. “It’s just… You know the kind of father I would be with my history.”

“Do you think you’d hurt a baby?” Elle asks him and he gives her a contemptuous look. “That you’d neglect it?”

“Of course not!”

Elle inclines her head and he realises his reaction to her words was exactly the point.

“You are more than your childhood Mitch, you aren’t doomed to repeat the mistakes your mother made. The fact you’re here, actively engaging proves that.” Elle reminds him and those words, they stick in his brain.

He goes home to an empty house and he thinks about that. He thinks about how his history taints his view of the world, how hard it is for him to see beyond it. He thinks about your nephews, the time he’s spent with them over the past couple of years and the yearning he feels in his chest when he sees you interact with them.

Before you he never envisioned getting married, owning a home, starting a family. They were tickboxes on someone else’s list but being with you it opened him up to a world of possibilities, his life became, richer, fuller.

“Do you really not want kids?” Elle had asked him at the end of their session. “Or are you letting your past dictate your future?”

It’s a question that Mitch doesn’t have the answer to just yet.

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Growing into Who I am

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Summary: Deep down, Jo had always known who she was. It just took her a while to realize it.

*** = Switching between a memory and Jo's summary ~ = Time skip in a memory --- = Current time

Words: 3581, Oneshot

Warnings: Bullying

Characters: Jo, April, Mal, Molly, Ripley, Jen, Leo (Jo’s dad), James (Jo’s other dad)

Ships: None

Additional Tags: Coming Out, Coming of Age, Bullying, Canon Trans Character, Transphobia, Jo-centric, POV Third Person Limited, this directly contradicts my other fic, this is the canon in my canon, sorry this is all over the place,

Jo knew she was different from a young age. She never fit in with the other boys, while they wanted to wrestle and pretend to fight Jo wanted to play jump rope and pretend to be a princess. It didn't matter back then, even if she got raised eyebrows from adults for the most part no one said a thing to her. Other kids didn't care about it, at least not kids her age.

When older women would pass her while she was dressed up in your basic pink puffy dress, they'd whisper to each other. Men would look at her in disgust. Her preschool teachers looked at her with something she couldn't describe. A mix of pity, contempt, and sometimes small glimpses of hope. As a child, she didn't understand any of it.

Not many other kids lived in her neighbourhood. Actually, she was one of the only kids in her neighbourhood. Most of the other houses were filled by middle-aged rich people who hadn't worked for a single penny of their wealth. The kind of people who would watch you from afar with a wine glass in their hand.

Her best friend's neighbourhood was different. The daughter of two family friends, April was like Jo's counterbalance. Her opposite in almost every sense, even in things not necessarily a part of her as a person.

Jo's home was big, April's was small. Jo had plenty of clothes she'd never wear, or only wear once while April had limited options that she would get creative with. Jo's neighbourhood was a small collection of snobby rich folk, April's was a large collection of middle-class working families.

Jo's place was one of exterior judgement and social stature, April's was one of communal love and being true to yourself. A place where Jo could go running around in dress-up going from backyard to backyard because everyone knew each other and everyone had kids. Nothing mattered besides having fun and being themselves, being kids, something that only Peter Pan could preserve forever.

As she got older, and the role of gender was emphasised, she realized how wrong she felt in her role. Four years old it didn't matter, at five years old adults started to make comments to her about her clothing, at six it started to be towards her fathers pushing an agenda by making her wear feminine clothes.

They were in Target the first time it happened.

***

Jo was looking at a flowy pastel purple dress and he was begging his dads to get it for him. They were both hesitant.

"I don't know kiddo…" his tatay said slowly.

"Pleaseeeee?" His dad picked up the dress and held it up to him.

"I think this one is too small," he murmured. He kept it in his hand while reaching for another one, while an older woman rounded the corner. He checked the dress against Jo and she stopped walking and just stood still, watching them.

"This one is better, what do you think hon?" his dad asked.

"I don't know…"

"I don't see any reason we can't get him it."

"Shame on you!" the woman shouted. "Forcing a little boy into a dress for your own agenda. You already can get married, but give them a bite and they want the whole meal. Boys don't belong in dresses. He should be out there, running around, getting dirty, being a little man!" Jo ducked behind his dad's leg, clutching his pants and peeking out at the old lady.

Orangish curls, wrinkles like a sphynx cat,  shorter than both his dads. Harsh blue eyes and a sneer on her face. Slouched over her cart with undergarments and dresses, just like the clothing she wore. Her shirt was purple with a gold button on the centre of her collar and vine designs knitted in. She also wore black jeans and leather clogs, the kind of person who hung out around the grocery store.

"Ma'am, he asked us if he could have it. We're not making him wear it. And boys don't have to do all that to be boys," his dad replied calmly.

"You shouldn't be encouraging it then! Teach him better than that!"

"Miss, please just leave us alone," his tatay requested.

He stayed in the protection of his father as his fathers argued back and forth with the woman until she started shouting words Jo didn't understand. An employee came to escort her out after a couple of minutes.

They didn't buy the dress.

                                                                 ***

At seven, she was already entering fourth grade. Extremely smart, to the point where she could have probably skipped even more grades if she tried. She just wanted to stay close to people around her age, so a two-year difference was the most she had been willing to do.

Even then, she had still felt like the odd-one-out. Not because of her age, but because of something she felt inside.

She couldn't explain why, but she knew she wasn't a boy. When they were separated in classes by their gender, she always felt wrong standing with the guys in her class. She struggled to put it into words.

April helped her with it.

                                                               ***

They were sitting on the swings in a park nearby April's house. She was talking about the "Mermaid Lemonade Stand" series, about how she didn't like this new character that had just come in and Jo was listening but he wasn't all there.

"And then Sierra just comes in as Emily's best friend! What about Bella? What do you think, Jo?" April looked at him expectantly. "Jo?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry. Bella should find a better best friend," Jo answered. April frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't want to be a boy," Jo whispered.

"Okay, so be a girl," April shrugged.

"How?" She put her finger against her cheekbone in thought. Sometimes she'd open her mouth as if to say something then close it. She furrowed her brow.

"Follow me." April jumped off the swing with Jo in tow and they bolted to her house.

                                                                ~

"On this paper, I have listed girl things," April announced proudly. "Do these things and I will declare you a girl!" She handed him the paper which he looked over.

          GIRL THINGS

Wear girl clothes

Have long hair            

Play girl games

Have girl toys  

"I already do all these things. Except I don't have long hair." April smiled at her.

"Well, that'll take a little bit. So, we'll excuse that. Now-" she stood up and pulled Jo up as well, then tapped both her shoulders.

"I dub thee, Joey the girl!" she declared loudly.

Jo's heart felt light in her chest. Like something clicked, like the gears fell into place or the wiring was finally hooked up. It felt right. Maybe not her name, but she was a girl now.

When her dad came to pick her up, the two told him point-blank. April's dad, Allan, was sipping some tea that he nearly spat out as they happily announced it.

"Hey kiddo, how was your day?"

"It was awesome! I'm a girl now!" The adults looked like deer caught in headlights. Allan was the first to snap out of it.

"It's probably just a game," he chuckled nervously. Jo shook her head furiously.

"No! I'm a girl," she stated firmly. Her dad cleared his throat.

"Allan, as always, thank you for letting Jo visit."

"Of course, he's always welcome here." Jo frowned at him. If it was noticed, her discontent was ignored. They left quickly, unlike other times where they could end up idling by the door for hours.

                                                            ***

That night wasn't an easy night. Her fathers didn't want to believe her. They wanted to believe it was a phase. They thought that it was just something that would go away if they didn't talk about it. That Jo was just playing a game.

She was sent to her room after she insisted it was real. She wasn't yelled at, just calmly told to go to her room because her dad and her tatay needed to talk.

Those arguments went on for months, as Jo tried to explain that she wasn't messing around and she really did feel she was a girl. She told them everything she could remember that she considered proof. Six months later, in March, she took her first steps forward with her fathers support.

Her fathers brought her to a gender therapist.

She started socially transitioning directly after. Her hair was still growing out, but over the past few months, it had begun to reach her shoulders. She would wear dresses and skirts and it felt right . The other kids would give her side eyes but didn't say anything about it.

She'd correct teachers and students alike when they referred to her as "him." By June, only a few people would misgender her.

Summer was different.

She was too young to go to the summer camp that her fathers had been interested in her attending, but there was a group in her town for kids who weren't able to go.

It was for boys, called the Scouting Lads.

The first meeting was terrible. Not in content, but for her. A group of boys, for boys, run by boys. Talking about boy things. Fishing, hunting, tracking, adventuring.

It wouldn't have bothered her if the counsellor hadn't emphasised the manliness of the group. How masculine they should be.

She didn't want to go back. She hated the uniforms, hated the ranks, especially hated the counsellor. She still had to go back, a meeting every week, eight weeks out of her summer.

In fifth grade, she introduced herself as Josephine. She hadn't told anyone besides April and her therapist, Jill. She had quietly told the teacher to change her name on the attendance since she had a different name and the teacher respected that. Most of the other kids did too. Just some from elementary school didn't.

Her other teachers responded in different ways. Her other team teacher had an identical reaction as her first teacher. When she went to her music teacher, she reluctantly listened and changed her name. The P.E teacher was different.

                                                                 ***

"No. I'm not doing that." Jo deflated at her words. She started to say something before being cut off. "I don't have to. I don't believe in it and I disagree with it. Go sit with everyone else." She did with slumped shoulders and quietly sat beside a group of girls she was friendly with.

                                                                 ***

That was the only teacher that had an issue with her. Over the schoolyear, P.E would become her least favourite class. The teacher had some kind of vendetta against her. Anytime they did something that potentially could be played in teams, it would be in teams. Separated by gender.

Around spring, Jo had enough. That teacher was the only one who pointed her out like that. So she protested.

                                                                ***

The familiar order rang out; "Boys on one side, girls on the other!"

Jo watched the kids split apart with protest. They were as sick of this as she was. They wanted to intermingle. She decided to make her stand.

Instead of going with the boys, like she was expected to, she went and lined up with the girls. The teacher stared at her.

"Boys on one side, girls on the other," she repeated, "go to your side." She looked her dead in the eyes.

"I'm on my side," she stated firmly.

"I said, go to your side."

"I'm on my side."

"Go to the boy's side," she ordered. Jo looked her in the eyes.

"I'm a girl. I'm on the girl's side."

"No, you're not."

"Yes, I am."

"No, you're not!"

"Yes, I am."

"Yes, she is!"

"She's a girl!" Jo couldn't help the smile growing on her face. Her classmates, friends and acquaintances alike were defending her from both sides.

"Joey, principal's office. Now."

                                                              ***

Her parents were called. They both sat in the office while the principal explained why they had been asked to come. Jo had been told to sit outside while her "behaviour" was discussed. She hadn't listened, instead, she had her ear pressed against the door to try and hear what they were talking about.

A lot of back and forth. Her fathers defending her and the principal defending the teacher. The word "opinion" was thrown around a lot, and her dad did not like that at all. He scolded her endlessly with studies and facts until he gave her a choice.

Either he did something about the teacher bullying his daughter, or they were pulling her out and homeschooling her.

She finished fifth grade being educated by one father while the other would work, alternating each day. Her sixth grade was like that as well. It was nice to work at her pace and based on her learning, and the gender validation was great, but she missed seeing other kids.

In seventh grade, she went to a different middle school. The same district but with different staff. A semi-fresh start. It was still stressful.

                                                             ***

She didn't like this. The eighth-graders looking through her like they knew all her secrets. Everything she was hiding. She waited for the bell to ring so she wouldn't have to stay in their sights.

                                                              ~

Her first class.

She was ready to hear her name, the name she chose. She straightened her back and clasped her hands together

"Josephine." She raised her hand and put it back down the moment the teacher ticked something off on her clipboard. She saw a classmate out of the corner of her eye glace at her in confusion. She hadn't been in a class with him since third grade. Before her transition.

Well, he would've eventually found out anyway. It wasn't a big deal.

                                                           ***

It was a big deal. After she was recognized, word spread fast. Soon every kid knew she was trans. A lot didn't mind, but some kids found it to be a reason to target her. No one would ever defend her either. Not even teachers.

                                                          ***

"Joey!" she inhaled sharply, clenching the bag hanging off her shoulder. She kept walking. "Jo-ey! I like your cosplay today!"

A boy she didn't recognize, but she did recognize his sidekick. The same person that she'd going to third grade with.

"It's Jo," she snapped. "Jo or Josephine. Not Joey."

She heard them laugh and realized what they were doing. She should've known better than to react. She held her head high and kept walking.

                                                            ***

Throughout the year bullying like that continued. Detailed health classes made her feel worse. She'd get deadnamed, misgendered, called slurs, tripped, pushed and everything else under the sun. Teachers turned a blind eye whenever they saw it and didn't do a thing when she reported it. In her state, she wasn't protected under the law from harassment or bullying.

She didn't tell her fathers about it. Even if it was unbearable, she didn't want to be homeschooled again. It was just the eighth-graders, after a year she wouldn't have to deal with them.

She had thought adults were bad, but there's nothing worse than a newly turned teen.

She went to a camp that summer. The full experience since she was old enough.

It wasn't the worst thing she'd been through, and it was far better than the meetings had been but it made her feel wrong. She was able to wear what she wanted, and she was called "she" and "Jo." Just being in a boys-only camp felt like it was wrong. Either she was a fraud or she was a spy of sorts.

She still didn't want to go back.

With the eighth-graders gone, the bullying stopped. She wasn't being tormented anymore, but she was unable to make friends. Every time she came close, someone would tell whoever she was hanging out with that was actually a boy, and then they would want nothing to do with her.

Summer couldn't come fast enough.

Once again she went back to the Scouting Lads. There was a new director, one who made it far worse for her during the summer. He emphasized manliness, manliness, manliness. The campers and counsellors alike seemed to hate him. Whenever he caught Jo in her clothes, he'd make her go change into her uniform. He would misgender her deliberately and he'd tell other counsellors to as well.

They didn't. They covered for her, used her correct pronouns, and would straight-up defended her. She ended up getting sent home for breaking several camp rules (which was true, she had broken them. At the very least seven of them.)

She was scolded on the car ride home, fairly. At least two of the rules were very important ones. Otherwise, their biggest issue with her troublemaking was the fact she had done it in the first place.

                                                               ***

"I just don't understand why you had to break six-"

"Seven."

"Seven rules! Rules are for your safety," her dad exclaimed. Jo crossed her arms over her chest.

"I had to do something," she protested.

"You could have called us," her tatay countered.

"No, I couldn't have. He took my phone."

"Okay, but you could have talked to a counsellor," her dad tried.

"I did! They didn't have phones either!"

"Still, breaking rules is an overreaction if all you wanted was to go home."

"I was not going to just sit there for the rest of summer being told to be a boy and being degraded for being myself. I got myself out of there."

"I'm proud of you for that," her tatay said. "We'll keep talking about this later. We missed you, Jo."

                                                                ***

The last few weeks of her summer she spent with April, and they were amazing. Sometime after her birthday in August, they were just hanging out in April's backyard. Jo had just recently gotten puberty blockers, and it put something on the forefront of her mind.

                                                                 ***

"April?" she asked softly. April hummed in acknowledgement. She touched the clip in her hair self-consciously, her fingers running over the small plastic flower. April looked over to her and tilted her head. "Am I weird?"

"Wha- Jo, no! Did someone say something to you? I'll fight them!"

"No, no one said anything," Jo sighed. "I'm just thinking. Like, I'm a girl, but I have a boy's body. I'm not going through the same…" she waved her hands around "changes you and other girls are going through. I don't have to worry about the same things. I'll never be the same as you all. But I'm still a girl."

"I don't think it's weird," April stated. "That's just who you are. If it was weird, wouldn't your dads be worried about it?" Jo let out a breath of relief.

"Thanks, April."

                                                             ***

High school passed quickly and uneventfully. Kids who had once bullied her left her alone now since all they could do to her was push her around and use insults and hope they would work. She could verbally destroy them.

Only took them a day to learn that.

It was boring almost. She didn't have friends in school since all her friends were two grades behind. She did a lot of clubs but that was it.

Oh, and she joined the Lumberjanes.

Her first meeting, reminiscent of her first Scouting Lads meeting if it was the best thing ever.

Girls in skirts, girls in shorts, girls in skorts, it didn't matter. They were identifying rocks, that was the important thing.

She found a piece of quartz.

She later made it into a necklace.

It was after she graduated (valedictorian) that she attended the actual Lumberjanes camp. She and April talked about it for weeks beforehand, what they were going to do, the type of people they hoped to share a cabin with.

Whether Jo should tell them she was trans.

They decided they'd wait and see how things played out.

                                                             ---

It was only their second week and she felt like everything was crumbling around her.

The Bearwoman saying she knew "who she really was" in front of everyone. Diane thinking she was her brother or working for him. She had to tell the other girls.

But sometimes life throws surprises your way, and it did to Jo.

She came out to Jen first. She had actually told Jen after the first day just so she could explain her own behaviour. Jen simply nodded and told her it didn't make her any less or any different for that matter.

Ripley was different. Jo had to tell her after a few weeks once she became aware of the fact that Ripley had no clue what the word "privacy" meant.

It took Ripley walking into the bathroom while Jo was in there three times.

She sat her down and tried to explain it as simply as she could. Ripley didn't understand why it was a big deal. Jo had to reiterate the fact Ripley didn't know how to knock before it clicked for her. Apparently, she never knocked at home, so it just slipped her mind.

She told Mal and Molly at the same time, getting two birds with one stone. Mal shrugged and said she had other friends who were trans. Molly nodded, keeping it short and sweet and saying she wasn't bothered by it.

It had taken her years to reach the point where she was no longer scared to be who she was. Now she was there.

She couldn't feel any better.

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i'm so sorry lumberjanes fandom i've been gone a long time due to writer’s block but in my absence i would like to offer you all this meme in the hopes that i will one day write fic again

[lumberjanes]

Future LJ's (a few questions) Where would everyone live? How many kids would each roanoke have? Who will be married/dating who?

I assume this is adding on to this idea, so I’ll connect ‘em! Again, these are all just my personal headcanons, so anyone else is free to add on to them, play around with the concepts, or suggest different ideas!

Mal & Molly live closest to camp, since Molly’s working as a park ranger at a nearby park! Mal loves the location, but technically she lives all over the place, since her band tours around to lots of different locations. Their small cabin (and Molly) always gives her a warm welcome when she comes back home, though!

April & Jo still live pretty close to their childhood homes, and by extension, each other as well. Jo doesn’t really see the need to move around too much when she’s already got a well-established lab where she is, and while April thought she wanted to constantly travel & see as much of the world as possible, she found herself missing home most of the time when she went out of state for college!

Jen actually is the one who moved the farthest out of them all, having to go all the way to Florida to work at one of NASA’s space centers! She misses the rest of the Roanokes a lot, but this is her home now, and she still finds time to visit them whenever she’s able to fit that into her schedule.

Ripley’s currently in college! She went to an in-state one, wherever she’s from. The campus is just far away enough that she doesn’t run into any of her siblings in day to day life (Thank goodness! She wanted some space for once.) but still close enough that she can visit whenever she needs/wants to!(Also I just realized that it’s kinda odd for Rip to still be in college if the others are all getting married and having jobs and and things, so let’s just say that she took some gap years or something, I don’t know how real life works. Either way, Rip’s living her best life.)

Well, I obviously can’t split apart Mal & Molly for marriage. Maybe their relationship hit a few rough patches over the years, but they’ve been able to love & trust each other for so long, and they’re very grateful for it. It took them a while to propose, granted, but that’s mostly because they’ve already been so committed to each other that they felt like they were married even before it became official.

Jo & April... Again, these two don’t really have anyone in-canon that they’re interested in, so I don’t really think I’m gonna theorize about who they’d be with. I’ll just say that they each have a wife, and you can fill in the blanks of if it’s with a character we’ve seen in canon, one we haven’t, each other, whatever you prefer!

I really do see Jen having a wife, but we haven’t really seen any characters in-canon that she’d be interested in! One of my friends has a concept for a character that was made as kind of a “hey let’s give Jen a girlfriend,” so I guess I’d like to think those two get married :’)

Ripley’s in college, so she isn’t really interested in marriage yet! I also don’t really see Ripley as being one to jump right into romantic relationships easily, so maybe she’s still just figuring things out. Maybe she’s had a partner or two, maybe things worked out, maybe they didn’t, but relationship or no Ripley is doing awesome.

As for kids... I personally am someone who defaults to “no kids” when I think of the futures of my favorite characters, and also because I don’t see these gals as being old enough to be ready for that responsibility, funny enough! But I’ll do my best to try predicting or whatever a fancy word for that is...

Jen & her wife have two kids so far!! Maybe they have twins? I think that would be extremely cute. They’re both really good parents, and even though Jen tends to be busy at her job, she makes sure to take time out of her day to be with her kids. I like to think that one of their kids is really shy, while the other one is a chatterbox.

Mal & Molly don’t have kids yet only because Mal is still touring so much, and Molly has so much to do with her park ranger responsibilities. They really want to raise a kid together, but right now it just isn’t a good idea. They eventually adopt a real adventurous kid, once Mal decides she’s ready to put down her bass for a while and settle down. They’re very good parents together!

Jo’s wife has been hinting to her that she wants to adopt a kid, but Jo isn’t so sure, mostly because of how she’s working on some pretty dangerous inventions lately. She does want to raise a kid, but right now she needs to focus on either building all this stuff first, or at the very least kidproofing her lab.

April’s not sure still if she wants kids or not, but she and her wife have been making plans for if/when they decide to! The plans are a bit too detailed for a “Maybe this will happen” kind of thing, but also, April really is prone to making super-detailed plans for things she never ends up doing, so who knows.

Ripley is, yet again, in college, so the only “kids” she has so far are far too many kittens that she’s raising! Even in the future, she doesn’t really want to raise any kids, only cats. She becomes a cat lady, I’ve said it. And she’s perfectly happy that way!

[ohmykittenholy]

The Molly and Ripley friendship dynamic does Not Change and I love them for it