#strong female friendships

[the-badger-mole]

Heres a question for your Year of Content :). The lack of strong, positive female friendships in ATLA always pissed me off. The girls either fought all the time or didnt interact at all. Any thoughts on this? What’s a female friendship you wish was shown more in depth?

All of them. Part of the reason I wrote Down the Road and Back Again was because I wanted to explore Katara's friendship with Suki and Toph. I just feel like the potential dynamic between them was woefully wasted. Katara strikes me as someone who would've loved to have sisters, and I think it's sad that she didn't get to have that with Suki and Toph. Especially since Suki ends up with Sokka.

I don't think there was any dynamic in the Fire Girl Squad that could've been considered "healthy", but I would've loved to see Ty Lee's desire for strong female friendships explored. I picture her trying to be vulnerable with Azula and having that trust exploited, or her opening up to Mai only to have her feelings scoffed at. Ultimately, I'd have loved to see her build a friendship with Zuko over their shared misery at having to be so on guard all the time. It's not a friendship between two girls, but I think this would've been a nice friendship to explore, too.

[honeydukesheroine]

For the WIP Ask!

💗Is there a scene you can’t wait to write for a WIP?

I'm actually currently writing a few for my next two chapters that I've been waiting for! Of course, there are so many fun Hinny scenes I'm looking forward to polishing up that take place during and after Easter Break 😻

Chapter 17: Ginny reconnects with Tonks 🐺

There are so many cherished head canons I have about Ginny and Tonks' friendship, and I've been itching to get to these scenes. The first one is in the next chapter. I haven't read too many stories exploring these two in depth (I'm sure they must be out there), but I love the idea of these two growing close, complimenting each other, and challenging each other throughout the war.

Ginny has powered through unimaginable trauma and used coping skills that are starting to unravel for her. So it's a good time for her to find a strong, badass female mentor figure in Tonks. Particularly given that Tonks herself is struggling. And in turn, for Tonks to find laughter, comfort, some level of innocence with Ginny, leading to an avenue of self-confidence and renewed purpose.

So remember that time in HBP when a weepy Tonks finds Harry skulking outside the RoR? Let's work some missing moment magic there and have Ginny and Tonks reconnect. 💗

Chapter 18: Harry goes out of his way for Ginny

Out of context, my idea for this chapter might sound silly. So I'm just going to not give details 😅

But, it's been one of my favorite ideas that I came up for these two (alongside Harry revealing Snape's memory in Chapter 4 and the Ravenclaw vs. Slytherin match in a few chapters). So I hope it comes out how I imagine it!

Which brings me to... with the important scenes I'm having these questions come up: can I describe what I'm envisioning? Will I do it justice? I am writing it just because I LOVE the idea of the scene, or does it actually serve the story? Does that matter? Once they're published, what if I think of a better way to phrase it?

But, I think that's fairly common. So full steam ahead 🚂

Btw, there are a few Ron/Hermione scenes I'm looking forward to, but mostly I'm motivated by the Ginny POV's 😅 Is that obvious?

Thanks so much for the ask @fizzyginfizz!

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[maria021015]

SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 6 AHEAD!

Most of the school day went past as normal, though there was an added sharpness to Lydia’s attitude directed not at Zaida but at Allison. Whilst Zaida knew Allison hadn’t technically done anything untoward to deserve such treatment, she couldn’t exactly blame the redhead. She’d be mad too if her boyfriend and best friend had been acting like that in front of her, especially with the way Jackson treated his own girlfriend.

Awkwardness aside, Zaida spent whatever free moment she had in between classes to go over her chemistry notes. Despite everything that was going on, she still needed to keep her grades up. It appeared that Scott didn’t have the same concerns, instead opting to run out of the classroom not even halfway through. All things considered, she felt she had done pretty well, and comparing notes with Lydia after the exam alleviated her worries about the questions she wasn’t sure she had answered correctly. The duo headed to their lockers first, wanting to switch out their books before lunch, whereas Ali said she would meet them in the cafeteria. Once they had lined up and gotten their own lunches (pizza today, thank God), they turned towards their usual table but Lydia froze in her tracks, leaving Zaida a few inches away from crashing into her back.

“Whoah, Lydia, a little warning next time would be nice.” Zaida rebalanced her tray which threatened to tip over.

“On second thought, I’m not hungry.” The redhead stated and handed her tray to a random ninth grader who had been about to line up for food.

“Wait, wha-” Zaida’s brows met in a frown until she glanced over at their table to find Allison seated beside Jackson, smiling as the boy wiped a crumb from her lips seductively, sucking his thumb afterwards. “Oh my gosh. That’s disgusting.”

“I think I’m gonna barf.” Lydia’s skin paled to almost a greenish hue and her heel clacked against the floors as she stormed out of the cafeteria.

“But…it’s pizza day.” Zaida whined, grabbing her paper plate off her tray and dumping the rest of it on an empty table as she hurried after the distraught girl, almost tripping on someone’s lunch tray as she went. Who ate on the floor? She looked back to shoot the guy a glare only to realise it was Scott, and his eyes were glued on the same scene she had just witnessed. Poor guy.

“Lydia, wait!” Zaida hurried, dodging and weaving through the crowded halls, following that flaming red hair until the girl slipped into the library. She was about to follow after her when the Librarian stopped her.

“Hey, you know the rules. No food or drinks.” she wagged a finger, nodding towards the slice of pizza on the paper plate. Zaida sighed in frustration and shoved the entire thing into her mouth, dumping the plate in the bin beside the entry doors. There was no way she wasn’t going to eat that pizza. She chewed the mass of dough, cheese and sauce in her mouth as she searched through the library, finding Lydia sitting on the carpet between the furthest stacks. She slid down to sit next to her, swallowing her food in separate chunks until her mouth was free.

“You want me to run him over?” she offered. Zaida had never been the best at comforting, but she was trying her best right now to think of what would make her feel better if their situations were reversed. “I’d get away with it. My brother’s a deputy.”

“Ignoring the fact that it would be highly illegal, you don’t have a car to run him over with.” Lydia pointed out the flaws in her plan.

“Damn, you’re right. It’ll have to be a good old-fashioned Carrie Underwood moment then. I’ll key the Porche, and you can slash the tires?” She offered instead. “I heard that if you only slash three, insurance won’t cover it.”

“Jackson’s parents are loaded. They wouldn’t need insurance to cover it, but even if they did, that’s a myth.” Lydia shook her head, but her lips upturned with the ghost of a smile.

“Look, I think you can already tell, I’m not the best at this whole uplifting girl-talk thing. But just know that I would one-hundred percent help you bury his body. Digging the grave, covering it in lye, the whole shebang.” Zaida assured the redhead, noticing her humour seemed to be working at least a little bit.

“Oh, you would one-hundred percent be doing it by yourself. Me digging a grave? With these nails?” she flashed her fresh manicure. “There’s no way.”

“There’s the Lydia I know and occasionally tolerate.” she twisted the saying and nudged the redhead with her elbow playfully, earning a soft and short laugh. “Look, I won’t ask if you’re okay because you’re obviously not, and I wouldn’t expect you to be. But, if you think talking about it might help, I’m all ears.”

“Something tells me neither of us are the heart-to-heart type.” she shut down that option. “But, I could do with some company at Lacrosse practice after school?”

“I mean sure, I’ll come, but…you’re still going to go watch him play? After everything he’s been doing to you?” Zaida shook her head in disbelief.

“I just need to remind him that I’m the one who has been there for him since seventh grade. That he loves me .” Lydia insisted. Looking at Zaida’s disapproving and concerned expression, her features softened. “Things haven’t always been this way between us, Zaida. For three years, things were good. I just don’t know what’s gotten into him recently. He’s completely shut me out, and he won’t tell me why.”

“Sometimes people change.” Zaida tried, deciding it was better if she didn’t mention the fact that she found it hard to believe anything with Jackson could be good for more than ten seconds.

“Then maybe I can change him back.” Her voice had a slight edge to it this time, and Zaida knew that meant the conversation was over.

“Is he okay?” Lydia asked as they crowded around an injured Danny on the Lacrosse field. Scott had gone ape, bowling over his teammates left and right and knocking Danny to the ground. One thing was for certain, if Zaida had known Lacrosse was this interesting she’d have started watching practice a long time ago.

“It looks like he just has a bloody nose,” Jackson answered, taking a double glance at Lydia when he realised something amiss.

“What?” she asked him, pulling Zaida’s attention away from the incapacitated goalkeeper being inspected on the grass.

“Your lipstick,” he stated, and the girl pulled out a compact mirror to inspect her face. The raven-haired girl peered closer, seeing what she hadn’t previously noticed.

“Oh, wonder how that happened.” Lydia wiped the smudged product away nonchalantly.

“Yeah.” Jackson agreed, his voice dangerously low as the couple exchanged charged glares. “I wonder.”

Zaida noticed she wasn’t the only one eavesdropping on the conversation when Stiles’ mouth dropped open and he turned to look at Scott. The realisation of what must have happened hit her like a bus. Lydia had disappeared for a long moment between school ending and Lacrosse practice starting. Zaida had assumed she’d just gone to the bathroom, but she couldn’t have been more wrong. The coach had called an end to practice early due to the injury, with Jackson offering to drive Danny to the hospital to be sure he wasn’t concussed. Zaida walked with Lydia to her car, having organised a ride home from her earlier on in the day.

“What did you do?” she finally broke the silence between them.

“What do you mean?” Lydia feigned ignorance, but Zaida had seen her play this act a hundred times before and she wasn’t buying it for a second.

“Your lipstick was smudged. You are absolutely neurotic about your appearance, you never would have missed that. You left it smudged on purpose.” Zaida sighed heavily, dreading the following conversation but knowing it needed to be had.

“Now why would I do something like that?” The redhead tossed her locks over her shoulder and unlocked her black Beetle with a beep.

“Oh I don’t know, Lydia. Maybe you made out with someone and left the evidence because you wanted Jackson to find out in an attempt to make him jealous. But hey, what kind of person would do something like that, am I right?” she scoffed sarcastically, slipping into the passenger seat of the car.

“So I wanted to recapture his attention. So what?” Lydia shrugged and started her car. “Now we’re even.”

“If there is one thing I know about you, it’s that Lydia Martin doesn’t do anything halfway.” Zaida shook her head. “You would have picked the person you knew would rile him up the most.”

“Lydia Martin also loves karma.” the girl interrupted, checking her rearview mirror before reversing out of her parking spot.

“And Jackson wasn’t the only person you were mad at today.” Zaida continued. “You kissed Scott, didn’t you? After spending the whole day convincing Allison she’d made the right decision to dump him.”

“Allison deserved it.” Lydia snapped, gripping the steering wheel so hard her knuckles turned white.

“If what you did today meant you ruined your friendship with Allison for good, would you be okay with that?” she asked, and silence met her. “Then maybe she didn’t deserve it.”

“Did you want to come up for dinner?” Zaida offered when Lydia pulled up outside her apartment building. “I know your Mom doesn’t really cook, and you skipped lunch. I wouldn’t want you to starve. Losing a few more pounds might make you even more insufferable. You wouldn’t shut up about it for at least a week.”

“Or maybe you just don’t want to admit you actually care that I had a bad day and want to cheer me up?” Lydia tilted her head as she mused aloud.

“I’ll let you tear apart my wardrobe?” The brunette offered with a smirk. Lydia was right. The girl had experienced an awful few weeks, really, and had no one there to care about it. Her Mom was nice enough but was always too busy with work to notice anything amiss. Jackson was…well Jackson , and Allison had been so caught up in her own Scott-shaped bubble that she didn’t even bother to check in with the redhead. Zaida knew what it felt like to be that alone when she had needed someone.

“Now that sounds like fun.” Lydia’s lips broke into a beaming smile.

Xander wasn’t yet home from his shift, and he wouldn’t be for a while. After eating some leftover stir fry, the two moved to Zaida’s bedroom. The redhead wasted no time before diving into Zaida’s walk-in closet.

“Okay, I assumed the reason why you dress…well, like that , is because you don’t have any cute clothes. But, these are adorable!” Lydia went through the racks, eyes widening at the selection before her. She pulled out a short floral dress and held it up to her body. “Oh my god! I am so going to borrow this.”

“Yeah, I have a lot of clothes, take your pick.” Zaida shrugged. “You’re definitely a few sizes smaller than me though, so you’ll have to belt it.”

“Why do you never wear these?!” Lydia tossed the dress onto the bed and kept rifling through the rest, pulling out a brown leather jacket.

“I used to love it; the clothes, the jewelry, the makeup. Mom would take me shopping, and we’d grab lunch in between filling our arms with bags of the stuff.” she reminisced upon those days fondly, her smile fading when she remembered the reason why she didn’t find it as enjoyable anymore. “Then my Mom died, and I guess I haven’t been able to look at it the same way.”

“Just because it was your Mom’s funeral, doesn’t mean it has to be yours.” Lydia looked down at her all-black ensemble before grimacing at her own joke. “I’m sorry, that was tasteless. You said you moved here with your brother. I had just assumed your parents were still back in San Francisco.”

“Nope,” Zaida flopped back onto her bed with a loud huff. “They’re both gone.”

“How did it happen?” The redhead set down the jacket atop the dress and took a seat on the mattress, her tone uncharacteristically tender.

“Believe it or not, it was an animal attack a few years ago. At least, that’s what the police said it was.” Zaida mumbled, finding it hard to believe that she was here talking about this to Lydia of all people.

“You don’t believe it was?” The redhead frowned, scooting closer.

“There were just so many dots that didn’t connect. I’ve been told it’s all in my head - a trauma response,” she answered vaguely. “It really messed me up.”

“My parents divorced a couple of years back. I know it’s not the same thing at all, but it feels like I lost both of them. Dad is never around anymore, and Mom threw herself into her career to cope.” Lydia opened up hesitantly, still seeming uncomfortable with it. “Through all of it, I kinda only had Jackson left. I think that’s why I can’t let go, even though I know I probably should.”

“It’s your decision, but for the record, I think you can do so much better than Jackass Whittemore.” Zaida pretended to retch at his name, sticking a finger into her mouth and gagging.

“Yeah, right.” The redhead rolled her eyes. “He’s at the top of the social ladder, apart from Danny, who - in case you haven’t noticed - is gay.”

“Why do you care so much about the social ladder” Zaida groaned. “Just because everyone knows who he is, doesn’t mean he’s worth knowing.”

“Maybe, I just want to be seen.” Lydia’s admittance was quiet, almost impossible to hear. She immediately covered up her vulnerability with a spike of her usual attitude. “Go ahead, call me an attention whore.”

“There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be seen. But having to hide your intelligence so you don’t bruise his ego? Having to cover up your true self with an unbothered persona because anything less than perfection pisses him off? Needing to play mind games to keep his interest? That’s not being seen, Lydia. That’s being dehumanised and paraded as a trophy.” The brunette explained. “No one at that school sees you , they see what he’s made you. And I think I’d like the real Lydia.”

“I guess maybe we are good at heart-to-hearts.” Lydia’s laugh came out in a soft puff of air.

“Maybe we are.” Zaida smiled back and nodded towards her closet. “You wanna help me pick out an outfit for tomorrow?” The redhead practically launched herself into the clothes rack.

[margareturtle]

One of my biggest hopes is to have the main Parabatai in TWP be between two women (hopefully Dru and Thais)

Bc we’ve never had two women as the main parabatai and we haven’t been able to explore them as parabatai

(I don’t count Cordelia and Lucie bc they were never parabatai in TLH, they were barely friends tbh)

And yeah I guess I just really want to see the intensity of Jem and Will’s relationship, or Alec and Jace’s but between two women.

[vaniloqu3nce]

Yoko Headcanons Pt 3. (this has been in my draft for a while)

Yoko isn’t a big romcom fan but Enid and Divina are so her and Wednesday end up watching them begrudgingly for their girls. That does NOT stop them from complaining though.

Wednesday: Yoko I can feel my brain cells deteriorating.

Yoko: Girl same im getting dumber watching this and I’m already the dumbest person here.

Unlike Enid, Divina helps Yoko study on her own and teaches Yoko little tricks to help her remember things in class. Enid usually just lets her copy.

Though Yoko acts very confident, she does have a lot of insecurities surrounding her intelligence because she’s never been really good at operating in a school setting. Things that don’t immediately capture her attention will often not keep her attention very long.

Yoko can sit and read Wednesday’s books for an hour straight squealing but she cannot take a math test for thirty minutes.

Yoko finds out Wednesday likes Enid (not that she didn’t already guess) because Viper so obviously has a crush on a new character that’s supposed to be Enid.

Enid and Yoko met in their freshmen year, Yoko tried flirting with Enid but Enid wasn’t really interested. Which is how they became best friends.

Young Yoko was a bit more of a menace and much more spoiled due to her wealthy upbringing. She absolutely thought she could have anyone she wanted and Enid was like “I’m not really attracted to you.”

Yoko: Not possible but OKAY.

Enid: Well do you want to be friends?

Yoko: This is literally the most embarrassing day of my life. Yes.

Enid and Yoko are literally inseparable. Yoko is an only child and Enid has only brothers. They’re literally so thankful for each other.

Because of her upbringing, Yoko has a lot of trouble showing and expressing negative emotions. Enid is like a sister to her and is always patient with Yoko when she needs time.

Yoko calls Divina princess, at first it was an insult because she’s stuck up and such, but it grew on both of them. Yoko is very affectionate with Divina when they’re alone, Divina loves it.

Divina: Get up. We have class.

Yoko: Come back to bed, princess. It’s cold.

Divina: Because you’re dead. Get up.

Yoko: You don’t love me.

Divina, rolling her eyes and climbing back into bed with her: You’re right. I hate you.

Yoko: Mhm. :)

Nobody in their right mind besides Enid would believe Yoko is so affectionate and loving because outwardly she is so against relationships and she kicks girls out as soon as they’re done. “I’d call you a cab but you live next door.”

Yoko is in fact only soft for Divina.

I raise you Yoko and Wednesday having a talk about being afraid of emotions.

I raise you Enid and Divina wondering if their girls actually like them because they have those kinds of insecurities and little do they know their girls would die for them without question.

I raise you Wednesday at first being jealous of Yoko until she realizes there couldn’t be anything to be jealous of because all Enid and Yoko do is argue.

Yoko, kicking the door down: Wednesday get your fucking girlfriend shes DOING IT AGAIN

Enid: Babe DONT LISTEN TO HER SHES LYING

Wednesday, sighing: Do you want this chapter done or not, Yoko?

Yoko: with ALL MY HEART MI AMOR

Enid: STOP FLIRTING WITH MY GIRLFRIEND FOR CHAPTERS

Yoko: STOP TELLING MY GIRLFRIEND WHEN I SKIP CLASS

Basically Wednesday was jealous up until she realized they’re basically siblings and they are trying to kill each other at least 90% of the time.

Divina had to win over Enid and Wednesday first. It was like asking for their daughter’s hand in marriage.

Wednesday: What are your intentions with our idiot?

Enid: I will skin you alive if you ever hurt her.

Wednesday: I’m so in love with you.

Thing, Yoko, and Enid have girls nights.

Yoko never liked Tyler either. “He just looks like a card board cut out.”

Yoko actually wants to become a movie director but not many people know that. Specifically horror movies.

Yoko was the kind of kid who would film her own movies on her phone.

Since Yoko has trouble expressing herself, her forms of love come in physical ways. Bumping Enid in the halls, playing with Divina’s fingers in class when she’s distracted, ect.

Wednesday and Yoko actually become amazing friends. They have a lot to bond over. Their love of horror, they both hate Tyler, they both have girlfriends who love them more than anything, they’re both bad at expressing emotions.

[tequiilasunriise]

“You can’t ship them! It’ll ruin their friendship!”

Alright then, tell me you’ve never been in a healthy romantic relationship without telling me you’ve never been in a healthy romantic relationship.

Okay seriously, you’re allowed to dislike a ship but don’t try to use this argument. People don’t suddenly stop being friends when they’re in a romantic relationship that was built on a strong foundation of platonic love. I understand in a society heavily based on heteronormativity and “romantic feelings > platonic love” narrative it might be a little jarring to some (this is sarcasm because it’s really NOT that hard to get)… but like. The best relationships I’ve been in I was still homies with my partner throughout, doing stupid shit together and enjoying their company and whatnot you know? If it’s a good, healthy relationship then adding romance to the mix doesn’t suddenly wipe away the friendship said relationship was built upon. You can and should be friends with your partner- amazing, I know.

Now, everyone repeat after me: friendship and romance are not mutually exclusive. Romance doesn’t inherently undermine friendship. Romance is not ‘better’/more important than friendship. YOU CAN AND SHOULD BE FRIENDS WITH YOUR PARTNER I CAN N O T STRESS THIS ENOUGH. If you still don’t think shipping two female characters with a strong friendship is okay, just- c’mon now, people, just admit you don’t wanna see two girls kiss because you have some ✨homophobia✨ to work through.

[jones-friend]

A fun story about me is that when I was younger I had this epiphany that if I liked dudes as much as I liked gals I could "eat from both sides of the buffet", and find everyone attractive. So I tried being into dudes but it just. Didn't do anything for me. And I was so let down that I couldn't be bisexual because now I'm gonna miss out on "all the other good food at the buffet" because I was only into women.

[shyjusticewarrior]

DC Comics Incorrect Quotes Pt 76

[Harley and Selina are drunk in a Vegas hotel]

Harley, on the phone: Hello, Vegas? Yeah, we would like some more alcohol, and ya know what else? We would like some more beers.

Harley: Hello? *laughs* Oh, I forgot to dial!

Selina: *cracks up*

[there's a knock on the door]

Selina: That must be our alcohol and beers.

[soft-jihyo]

“why can’t these two female characters just be friends? it’s so important to see female friendships represented in media”

oh im sorry

I forgot

Platonic female friendships

Are so hard to come across

In any media

You never see it anywhere

Such a rare occurrence

[forgetme-eternally-blissfully]

Me reading a cool new novel: hah wow this is cool it has a neat premise and a promising plot line let’s see our protagonist level up and learn how to use his new power in interesting and cool ways—

*MC meets a beautiful powerful girl and defeats her

*MC meets a beautiful powerful girl and impresses her

*MC meets a beautiful powerful girl and rescues her

*MC meets a beautiful powerful girl and defeats her PT 2

Me: Ah nvm it’s a harem novel god damn it

[dawningfairytale]

212 F/F FICS OUT OF 3919????????

[ecoamerica]

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[septembermonologues]

i really have a best friend who said she's happy to start driving an hour to see me every few weeks to help me meal prep because she knows i struggle trying to find the motivation to cook for just myself and fall behind the second i get caught up in rehearsals and classes and i just can't believe how much time i wasted thinking i was hard to tolerate let alone love

[pandoratheprocrasticreator]

when ppl who like the huntlow ship post about “all the crumbs” in the show which include cutesy scenes but are mostly just screenshots where theyre in the same frame but most of the time gus is also in the frame and interacting with either hunter or willow more than theyre interacting with each other so ppl just poorly crop gus out of the screenshot

[hella1975]

I'm watching the hunger games with people who's opinions I don't agree with HELP they literally don't get the implications of children murdering eachother like I do

(hella I've been reminded of you all day lol this is my 2nd ask about my day kfmsks)

that's genuinely so sweet i dont think you realise how much i appreciate things like this

oh bleugh i hate it when people just dont get a piece of media and ur just kinda sat there trying not to rant like 'you're all missing the fucking POINT'

[biblicalhorror]

2023 has truly beaten me within an inch of my life emotionally but in a gotta-crack-a-few-eggs kinda way so I think it was good even if it was bad

[radicalcoffeeclub]

Hey what's your take on separatism? As a bi girl who's sworn off guys I'm down with some parts of it but this one person said she only keeps female pets which I think is a bit extreme so I have some mixed feelings about it....

I think separatism is great in theory and in practice. I think the idea that separatism, life independent of men, should be a viable option for every woman is a good goal for feminism to strive for.

I also think there are many different "levels" to separatism and women should be encouraged to explore what they want and what serves them. I guess "ultimate" separatism is often imagined as self-sufficient women's land far from the "man's world" and that's wonderful when women make it happen. But it's been brought up in separatism discourse on radblr that it can also be prioritising female relationships in your life, choosing other women whenever possible, as doctors and service providers etc, supporting other women in different ways, reading and listening to and watching art and media made by women... It's a shame when some women recoil from separatism because they think it means cutting off contact with all the men in your life and putting your male pets up for adoption :D. I think separatism is more about building relationships and networks with other women, having a sense of sisterhood with other women and supporting and helping other women, as well as pushing to create a world where women can live a life completely independent of men.