imagine future archaeologists finding those doorframes everybody’s childhood home has where your parents used to track your height growing up and displaying them in museums like, look, every year these people notched a wall and sang a dumb song and loved

“My mother wasn’t the best person in the world.  She was hooked on heroin for most of my life.  She sold our childhood home for drug money.  She left me alone to raise my brother and disabled nephew.  I used to wake up every night to feed him and change his diapers.  I supported us all on the $5.15 an hour that I earned from the grocery store.  My mother passed away a few months ago, and I think I’m just now coming to terms with how awful she made my life.  This is the most stable I’ve ever been.  I have a permanent address.  I have someone who legitimately loves me.  But my anxiety has never been worse.  I’ve been having panic attacks recently.  I think I’ve never had to deal with the trauma because things were always coming at me.  And now I’m not sure how to handle the quiet.”

In the Basement

The house is gone now,
a victim of modern fools.
Once it grew our family tree,
protecting my brothers and me.

The first basement room
leaked like a sieve every rain,
the sump pump running long
and too my mother’s ears, loud.

Here was the laundry done
under the brightest bulb
between an open shower
and the hole for the pump.

The next room I hated to go,
ghostly, dark furnace room
for years burning black coal
kept in a large sooty bin.

Last a crawl space too spooky to be
haunted with webs and assorted things.
Into this world I’d walk in daylight,
but I ran upstairs any visit at night.

D W Eldred


On the Coastal Tip of Jamaica, actress Candice Patton stands barefoot in a sheer yellow dress before settling turquoise waters. Her arms sway back and forth as the Caribbean air billows through the thigh-high slit. She gives the camera a small smile as the sun radiates off her skin and the tide tiptoes towards the shore. The Instagram boomerang I’m glancing at has now been viewed over 200,000 times by her 1.2 million-user following.

It’s mid-June; a median between two milestones in Candice’s life - two weeks before her 29th birthday, and two weeks after the Season 3 finale of The Flash aired in homes nationwide. The superhero fiction show, based on the DC Comics character of the same name, stars Candice as Iris West, opposite Grant Gustin as the titular hero, Barry Allen. In the last three years, The Flash has garnered over 15 awards, with Candice herself most recently winning a Saturn Award for “Best Supporting Actress on Television”. It makes sense that CBS Watch! Magazine would send her over to the Caribbean for a photoshoot. 

The CW star calls me from her residence in Los Angeles on a Friday afternoon, after her trip in Jamaica. I expect her to sound exhausted from her jet setting, but she’s not. To my astoundment, there’s a lot on her mind. I come to realize that, unlike Iris West, Candice Patton is equipped with a power of her own.

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Writing Challenge

In 500 words or less, describe your childhood home. Try to make it as accurate as possible.

Now, do it again, but write it in one of these ways:

1. As if it were the setting for a horror story.

2. As if it were in a fantasy world.

3. As if it were in a Steampunk universe.

4. As if you were a stranger, visiting.

5. As if you were from the past, trying to figure out the future.

6. As if you were an alien, trying to understand Earth.

7. As if you were a historian from the future, studying the past.

Try to keep it “technically” accurate, and simply switch writing styles. (Ie. “Black shutters” vs. “Shutters, dark and gloomy, with bits of paint chipping at the edge, as if no one has touched them for decades.”)

If you want to take it a step farther, write a story based in the location of the second description you write. Who lives there? What kind of people are they?

While re-watching 1x13, it hit me that Alex has seen Krypton.

Mental construct or not, it was the exact Krypton Kara experienced as a child, and the one she remembers/misses now.

Can you imagine how many times Kara and Alex have probably fantasied about that very thing over the years?

And now Alex has experienced those exact memories Kara was recalling while telling her all those stories; she’s seen Rao, Kara’s childhood home, Zor-El, the city, the architecture.

Alex is the only person left in Kara’s life who’s seen Krypton.

As promised, a map of (general) Netflix MCU locations/territories in New York! This is more to give you a general sense of where people are located, how much turf they’re covering (not much, Matthew), and how much distance they have to travel to get to one another. It’s not precise because with few exceptions, we don’t know exact addresses, but I did my best.

Also please note that sometimes a show will say they’re in one place but they’re actually filming somewhere else (for example, much of Daredevil was filmed in Brooklyn and the building they use for Jessica’s “Hell’s Kitchen” apartment is nowhere near there). Where I recognized the location or neighborhood and it wasn’t textually contradicted, I placed the character there, but later shows may identify Trish or Danny or whoever as being based elsewhere. We’ll see!

Further details, explanations, and speculation behind the cut!

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Imagine walking into Leonard’s childhood home after little him goes back to bed. “Len?” You say as he turns around to look at you. “What is it kitten?” He says looking a bit sad. You walk over to him and hold his hand. “Jax and Mick said we should go so I came to get you.” You say as he holds you hand lovely. “Alright kitten. Let’s go.” He says as you to walk back to the jump ship. “You know kitten. I'm​ going to take you back here when we get back to our time.” He says think about the plans for your future.

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from arya

She wished the Rush would rise and wash the whole city away, Flea Bottom and the Red Keep and the Great Sept and everything, and everyone too, especially Prince Joffrey and his mother. But she knew it wouldn’t, and anyhow Sansa was still in the city and would wash away too. When she remembered that, Arya decided to wish for Winterfell instead. Arya, ACoK

Her father sometimes let them have a cup of beer, she remembered. Sansa used to make a face at the taste and say that wine was ever so much finer, but Arya had liked it well enough. it made her sad to think of Sansa and her father. Arya, ACoK

She drank it down at once. It was very tart, like biting into a lemon. A thousand years ago, she had known a girl who loved lemon cakes. Arya, ADWD

So the singer played for her, so soft and sad that Arya only heard snatches of the words, though the tune was half-familiar. Sansa would know it, I bet. Her sister had known all the songs, and she could even play a little, and sing so sweetly. All I could ever do was shout the words. Arya, ASoS

When she thought of seeing Robb’s face again Arya had to bite her lip. And I want to see Jon too, and Bran and Rickon, and Mother. Even Sansa… I’ll kiss her and beg her pardons like a proper lady, she’ll like that. Arya, ACoK

from sansa

She awoke all at once, every nerve atingle. For a moment she did not remember where she was. She had dreamt that she was little, still sharing a bedchamber with her sister Arya. But it was her maid she heard tossing in sleep, not her sister, and this was not Winterfell, but the Eyrie. And I am Alayne Stone, a bastard girl.  Sansa, ASoS

She had last seen snow the day she’d left Winterfell. That was a lighter fall than this, she remembered. Robb had melting flakes in his hair when he hugged me, and the snowball Arya tried to make kept coming apart in her hands. It hurt to remember how happy she had been that morning. Hullen had helped her mount, and she’d ridden out with the snowflakes swirling around her, off to see the great wide world. I thought my song was beginning that day, but it was almost done. Sansa, ASoS

She remembered a summer’s snow in Winterfell when Arya and Bran had ambushed her as she emerged from the keep one morning. They’d each had a dozen snowballs to hand, and she’d had none. Bran had been perched on the roof of the covered bridge, out of reach, but Sansa had chased Arya through the stables and around the kitchen until both of them were breathless. She might even have caught her, but she’d slipped on some ice. Her sister came back to see if she was hurt. When she said she wasn’t, Arya hit her in the face with another snowball, but Sansa grabbed her leg and pulled her down and was rubbing snow in her hair when Jory came along and pulled them apart, laughing. Sansa, ASoS

sansa and arya both associate one another with family, childhood and home, the things that are most precious to them and the things they desire the most, none of these thoughts are tainted with hatred but fond and loving memories of sisters who care for each other

  • Moon-Sun aspects: Childhood of encouragement and validation if favourably aspected; a childhood of harsh expectation or expectancy if poorly aspected
  • Moon-Mercury aspects: Childhood where education was encouraged, a communicatively active household; a childhood of emotional disconnect from mother if poorly aspected
  • Moon-Venus aspects: Childhood full of affection and the teaching of a peaceful, beautiful life if positively aspected; a childhood of being validated based on appearances and superficial achievement if poorly aspected
  • Moon-Mars aspects: Liberal and competitive childhood full of challenges and play; a childhood full of conflict and intimidation if poorly aspected
  • Moon-Jupiter aspects: A liberal household full of love, celebration, and learning if positively aspected; a childhood of severe conservatism, judgement or restriction if poorly aspected
  • Moon-Saturn aspects: Childhood of positive guidance and inspiring parents to look up to if favourably aspected; a childhood of loneliness, fear, and feelings of suffocation if poorly aspected
  • Moon-Uranus aspects: Liberal childhood with plenty of change, stimulation, and strange characters at home; a childhood of loneliness or literal,symbolic disconnect from parents if poorly aspected
  • Moon-Neptune aspects: Childhood full of inspiration, protection, compassion, and emotional validation if positively aspected; a childhood of sacrifice, loss, duty to the mother, or exposure to illness if poorly aspected
  • Moon-Pluto aspects: Childhood where powerful, century long bonds are developed with the parents, the experience of profound dream and wisdom if positively aspected; a childhood of loneliness, loss, fear, betrayal, or exposure to age inappropriate circumstances (such as being told of divorce or parental issues as a child) if poorly aspected
Neptune in the houses

The house your Neptune is in will show you where you are confused, deceived, uncertain, or even disappointed. But it is also where you are inspired and dreamy, but these areas experience delusions or expectations that are big and unrealistic.

Neptune in 1st: You are artistic, idealistic, and have a giant imagination. You tend to be impractical or easily fooled. You are very sensitive to others and your environment, and your traits and personality tends to blend with others.

Neptune in 2nd: You have a strong sensitivity and are prone to vivid dreams. You dream big and can have unrealistic or confusing thoughts of money. You have confusion in that area, but it may also be an area you don’t tend to worry about. You can be too generous to others or with your finances.

Neptune in 3rd: You are good at visualizing and imagining, and may even have a clairvoyant ability. But you have trouble concentrating, especially on reading or studying. You are prone to procrastination and being flaky about details or facts. Your thoughts merge and flow together and can be very confusing or contradicting for you.

Neptune in 4th: You are caring and intuitive, but you have insecurity and confusion about your security. You are self sacrificing to your loved ones, but this could lead to feelings of guilt. Your memories or thoughts about your home or childhood may be foggy. You also may feel the want to live near the sea or water, since Neptune rules salt water.

Neptune in 5th: You love drama, and you may love theatre or being on the stage. You are entertaining and love to create. But you lose yourself in characters or in the roles you play. You have confusing love affairs and you are a hopeless romantic, with unrealistic expectations or ideals.

Neptune in 6th: You love to help and serve others, and like to do work that involves helping others, or animals. You don’t dwell on details and don’t pay attention to them. You are known to daydream. You have strange things or confusions involving the workplace, or encounter bad coworkers. You are sensitive to your workplace environment, you want it to be peaceful.

Neptune in 7th: You have strong ideals and expectations towards marriage and love. You see them as perfect, and see relationships through rose tinted glasses. You can be too self sacrificing for your relationships. Your partner may be artistic and sensitive, or be musically inclined.

Neptune in 8th: You are psychic and intuitive, and you are interested in deeper topics. You are likely to be interested in learning about death, sex, and finances. But you are confused or overwhelmed by those areas, these areas seem blurry and foggy. You are very sensitive to others or their secrets and inner thoughts.

Neptune in 9th: You are philosophical and drawn to religion and higher learning. You may also be interested in fine art. The areas of what is known and unknown is blurred for you, and you may believe in the oneness of life. You tend to travel or do things without much planning or effort, and go blindly.

Neptune in 10th: There is confusion surrounding your image or career. You like to succeed, but don’t typically like to be in the spotlight. Your career may involve art or humanitarian values, or even drama or theatre. Your public image is distorted and mysterious.

Neptune in 11th: The lines between your individuality and your friends or group is blurry. You attract artistic or sensitive friends. You accept friends and people readily, but they may end up deceiving you or not being who you originally thought they were. You have intuition about hopes and wishes. You have trouble being objective or deciding on goals.

Neptune in 12th: You are reflective and may have an unconscious psychic ability. You prefer to be alone and you have a strong inner sense of self. You have a hard time distinguishing what is real and what is your imagination or thoughts. You are compassionate and sensitive. You tend to use your imagination and dreams to escape.

High-Waisted, Short-Tempered - h.s.

My friend went to a disaster of a family reunion and my other friend went to a concert and wore uncomfortable shorts to look nice and for some reason those two things got stuck in my head during my flight and so therefore I wrote a blurb about it while I have time and I think this is probably how my writing will go on from now on instead of seven part series so yay here we go! 



You hadn’t talked for almost an hour, and though many would have figured you were asleep, Harry knew better than to think so. He’d been working with you for almost two years now and that meant spending every single day with you 365 days give or take a couple. And he could tell when you were really sleeping … because it was absolutely adorable.

He knew he shouldn’t have asked to come with you. He knew that even though you were in good standings with your grandparents, it was the cousins that always got you agitated. But he couldn’t help himself when you’d talked about the initiation to the family reunion and how your older cousin now married, Tiff, had told you to, “Bring a friend!”

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I want to be romanticized in your mind. I want to be made eternal by fossilizing myself into your heart. I want to be craved, to be your home. I want the prospect of having me to be your greatest dream, and the prospect of losing me to be your greatest nightmare. But I can’t return it. I locked any notions of romanticism in the corner of the closet in my childhood home and then burned it down. There is no room for fossils in my heart, it’s too filled with thoughts of abandonment. I lost my ability to crave things when I lost my self confidence and home hasn’t existed since the big bad wolf blew it down. I don’t dream anymore and my only nightmare is reality. But please, love me. I can’t promise to love you back, I can’t promise to stay, I can’t promise anything except that I’ll try.