child in the window

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I KNEW THIS MOMENT IN WILD SPACE REMINDED ME OF SOMETHING.

The minute OMG OBI-WAN’S HERE AND I NEED TO TALK TO HIM happens, Anakin LITERALLY RUNS OUT OF THE ROOM, even twenty years later, he’s still doing it as Vader.  OBI-WAN SHOWS UP AND *WHOOSH* HE’S OUT THE DOOR and everyone just gets the fuck out of the way.

An actual exchange I just heard outside my window

child 1: I really like screaming

child 2: yeah me too

child 1: let’s screamAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

child 2: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

both children: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

My 12 Lives

Aries - A whole new world

In Pisces she wept and fell to sleep, a mermaid tail drifting in a sea by her side. All was calm, and then began the storm. A fireball in the sky,
a new season, a new beginning, a hurricane to drop a child inside. From the storm the Aries was born, learning to walk and talk, forgetting the mermaid tail she took 12 lifetimes to sew. She looks for magic behind every corner, always expecting something astonishing and new. Through fierce suppression or taught shame, her spirit becomes poisonous, because she is a wild heart, free and untameable, as young as the spring, as pure as the wind. And she may hold violent secrets, or act of some destructive urge that sings a song of impulse. Instant self gratification is important, consuming the world is important. Everything seems so foreign as if nothing ever existed before she was born. Now she is in a world that seems to have forgotten her, a princess of the night through her last lifetime. Her scarlet aura conducting fires in the horizon, a child chasing shapes in the clouds. Twinkle twinkle little star
now I know who you are

Taurus - Rest and Rectitude

It had all been so loud, so busy, so exhausting. Pushed from one frantic lifetime to the next, the Taurus woke up tired, her body seeming to be entwined with vines, her ears buzzing with the sound of wildlife. She walks through the forest to find hideaways opening just for her
a priestess of the flowers, a mother to the earth, a reflection of pure beauty, an earthy Aphrodite. Her eyes glaze with the glassiness of still waves, her hair matted with herbs, it’s time to rest now, to flourish in a world that suddenly became soft to touch and delicious to taste. She could never truly cherish her surroundings before, life past through her in such a frenzied flash
sometimes there are old anxieties that creep in, reminding her of chaos and carnage, hitting the walls of a palace she has built
founded on integrity, diplomacy, and the laws of nature. She approaches the day with sleep still in her eyes, often relying on caffeine to adjust to human life. If she could flitter through life on natural time, she would sleep for days, and cherish the stillness of night



Gemini ~ Wings of a Butterfly

She cocooned herself into a flower bed last time around, like a chrysalis. The tired Taurus and a breath of fresh air was blown from heaven, the Gemini awoke, a butterfly with a golden helmet on her mind. Energy released in erratic form, the only way was to spiral upwards with the other winged creatures
sending messages through ether, delighted at making sounds, twists and turns with words. Suddenly the mind leaves the body behind, she is a floating balloon
Full of wonderful tales and facts and insights, illuminating the light behind her eyes when her mind is alive. And she can stay awake thinking for days, stimulated by internal conversation. Her responsibilities and plans can vanish,
as if she has completely forgotten. She can find herself in a mess of paperwork and clothes, unable to escape the hold of her mind, deciding with one personality but in conflict with another, split memories of life revealing themselves untimely. And she can be chastised for her scattered mind, often forgetting the most basic of things yet she can keep you captivated for hours under the spell of conversation, whisking words in her mind like a magic maze, every age and time in a myriad of marvellous mental somersaults



Cancer - Timeless Woman

The incessant chatter of Gemini drifted into the back of her mind, turning into long conversations on the beach, the tide washing words with memories. In cancer time, every minute could be a moment, there is the possibility for growth, enlightenment, and meaning in every experience, the pinnacle events of life felt with a reverent glory, to marry, to love, to held, to be held, to be welcomed home, and be kissed as she leaves for the world.
She is not bound indoors, but rather makes a presence and a home out of everything, constructing hideaways in secret fantasies and re illustrated memory. Before it was all about learning and squeezing facts out of life, now it is about withholding life, or giving birth to beautiful life, whether it be her own, a child, or something or someone she cherishes. People are stain glass windows to her lunar sculpted eyes, their feelings moving like colours, their psychic activity enveloping her like a heatwave. And you wonder why she can’t sleep, when its something her spirit so desperately needs. But your worry is her worry, and you give it to her while you fall asleep


Leo ~ Harlequin and Heroine

Wielding light at her command, this was a woman who formerly ruled the Moon. Illuminated from the heart, a golden child of the cosmos
an heiress of the day, almost sick on sunbeads. The whole charade can be in disarray, born into a kingdom of chaos and neglect. Her howl is enough to spin the earth so the sun burns nearer
feeling temperature creep into your chest, and that’s the feeling of her breath. Sun honey, a crown made of maple syrup whipped by stars. Before she had given life, and wept, and provided for. She taught to love and how to feel. And now she is all these sensations in her own side show riel
A cast selected by the heavens. A script written by a royal soul. A child at heart forced to be an actress on a stage, garnering adornment and command, painting an image with colours drenched in soul tie-dye
Tonight she fades away, but she comes to life on stage, or in your eyes, or lying with your heartbeat by her side. She feels music and cinema, she can see a part of herself in every character. Life fades as quick as fame


Virgo - Butterfly Mind

Sunburn punctures through her, a coursing burn shivers, her mind on fire, alive with anxiety and thoughts dancing in intricate design like butterflies. Charring burn down her tummy, more tension inside, stings on their wings, nervous sickness. The Leo spotlight was so loud and chaotic, the audience applause become deafening screeches in her ear, pride longing for the recognition. But the show has ended, and the Virgo has been left behind
only a shadow for company in genius that has lost its mind. The show has ended and the only audience member remaining is the critic, ready to spit his words of venom, turning up the houselights and shining them right on pretend flaws. And the only way to leave was to get down on her knees, to begin repairing herself, to scrub the world clean. The celebration is over, and now she is stuck in her mind, desperately trying to settle a million anxious butterflies


Libra Lightshow

To be a perfect mannequin, oh that was the dream. As a Virgo she sewed threads until her lungs couldn’t exhale. But now she is the dreamer of dreams, the writer of romance novels, and the personification of art. Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the most loved by all? Libra is ruled by Venus, the Goddess of Beauty, sweet Aphrodite, rising from a watery clam into the airy clouds. This is where Libra dwells, painting the sky with her thoughts, dazzling like diamonds in the sun. With a pen feather in her hands she narrates the law of the land, reigning in on righteous justice and morality. Her body moves in harmonious symmetry, graceful, her expression warm and then glacial, for she is a woman born under the air swords, so intellect rules, beauty is in the eye of the beholder
and the mind is the beholder, so sharpen your wit before you challenge her judgement, she may be vague when she enters the story she reads
But she can be a woman scorned to those who threaten her allegiances or breed toxicity, the illusion and the glamor of a hall of mirrors, each face of a flower petal projecting through entrancing display. Daughter of the equinox, blessed with a cherubin face and allure, sorely misunderstood, she is not a flirter but a lover, a woman who finds parts of herself in everyone, parts of herself she longs to love, so she longs to love you, let her love you, it will be the most exquisite thing you ever do



Scorpio - Sea Siren

She plummeted from a jewel high in the sky, the cotton candy of Libra
free falling into the bottom of the ocean. Surrounded by all sorts of strange creatures, sea entities wearing the faces of demons, fighting to survive, born inhaling poisonous water.  And so life seems like a swim upward, but the pressure so harsh, the voices of ghosts are only under the surface, surrounded by hollow mermaids, sailors who have lost their life, between two worlds, the alive and the passed. She learned to love in Libra, but now she is forced to love the darkness, to cherish the beasts in herself  that claw at the inside of her skin, to be an instrument of light infusing with shadow. The sun shining through the cracks, the burn she can feel on her shoulder blades in quiet moments, it seems like sun from the bottom of the ocean, but that is soul, that is her soul, radiating across a hidden treasure island.


Sagittarius - The End and the Beginning of Everything

Waking from what seemed like eternal death, a lifetime of dying over and over as a Scorpio, becoming a phoenix, and now dancing in the dazzling sky, like jade diamonds. Flying over all the lives she has seen, every experience fills her mind with another location, another tropical island filled with mythological secrets and opportunity. She learned the art of psychic activity as a Scorpio, and now she is in tune with cosmic timing, living in a future arranged by vision, light, and prophecy. And yet it can all feel so incomplete, having kissed death and returned to reunite with a godly lover, through wind, trees, snow, and sea. One part of her body longs for the soil of the ground, the taste of real love, the human experience, grand and simple. And yet the spirit source caresses her to elevate higher, leave the lower mind behind and anybody who dwells there, for she must meet God face to face, with no church or temple or orgasm to hide behind. Ah, this is the essence of life. To believe what she has not seen, but to believe she will, so from the sky angels dwell but concealed by her own will. Sometimes she is too scared of her own greatness, she is after all, a hunter, one whose heart is reserved for the highest priestess.



Capricorn - What Becomes of Unfulfilled Dreams

The celebration of Sagittarius was over, the room was dark, and it’s almost like
performing a whole night of making up for the night before, or the life before. The Capricorn shakes on the ledge of the highest cloud, a mere push of
invalidation or discredit enough to send her tumbling roughly onto earthly concrete, the whisper of success in her ear flying kites in the sky. Between two worlds she seems to live, seemingly forced into responsibility from the
moment she took her first breath. Every experience and achievement forced through some sort of harsh institution, a secret life where she is berated
by her own volatile voices, and a life where is must play every role with
infinite ease, displaying qualities beyond human.
Echoes of children’s laughter play like violins in her ear, a harsh reminder of a life she was never permitted to know. A world alone. The rings of Saturn the karma she is forced to bear, undertaking the duty of confronting all the madness and the  pains of the Gods. And you want her to love you? You criticise her for not showing heart? That’s all she has ever shown.



Aquarius - Bleeding Rainbows

The world was loud and cold when she took her first breath, the lingering
shadow of life as a Capricorn haunting as she shook right to her bones. Tip toeing between clouds she tried to balance the crown on her head
all she had ever known was trying to survive and now she was a mother, a lover, a guardian to every child. When she laughs rainbows from the sky appeared, she is the angel of righteousness, truth, and humanitarianism. But the responsibility is heavy, and the crown becomes straining, alone she dwells, waiting for something to change, for people to change and find their hearts, and soul, and spiritual mind so she can descend and be free, so she can live on her vibrational harmony. As a Capricorn she had already walked the temple with Saturn, and now she had been summoned for another round, and her heart was already tired, and the voices were still so loud. She had achieved so much and yet how could she feel so empty and alone? She felt betrayed by their hatred and love of war and destruction. But there was soul and she could feel it, so
her mind sang with electric impulses of spiritual nectar
a milkshake of elevation for every being. You can sometimes catch her jumping from cloud to cloud, leaving a trail of teal flickering lanterns behind



Pisces - Mermaid Mirror 

After waking from what seemed like eternal sleep, she tumbled quickly,
plunging into deep water, taking a breath, but it wasn’t
water, it was air, it was earth, and she choked. Eleven times this happened, and the 12th time she realised this was life, 11 other spirits dwelling inside. The smell of heaven and everythingness seduced her from the invisible, whispering in her ear to come home, to shut her eyes and leave this world behind. She tried to walk but never really got her balance, the floor always slipping below her, her feet only having the memory of a mermaid tail. Everything can seem directionless and unsafe, like nobody could truly ease the sores in her spirit. She constantly attempts to swim away in oblivion, but a silver cord tugs her back to earth, reminding her of intense spiritual obligation, contracts she wrote with angels and demons. She has divine truths whispered in her ear, she also has lies, the trickster’s bride. As an Aquarius she had lifted humanity, she had raised a global generation of pure heart, she swung her legs off  the clouds, but now she was burned out, longing to fall asleep again, but she needed more energy than anybody to satisfy 11 other spiritual energies. 

-Cherry

Dudley calling Harry up out of the blue in a panic when his 2 year old starts showing signs of magic. Like how does he stop her from sneezing and setting the curtains on fire? 

Dudley and his family visiting with the Potters at Christmas and him finally agreeing to let little Petunia try out James new toy broomstick that they end up crashing into him and knocking him over.

Dudley telling his parents that he’s sending their granddaughter to Hogwarts with Harry’s son Albus and that if they ever call her or Harry’s family freaks, he will never speak to them again.

Harry explaining how Wizarding currency works to Dudley when he tries to buy his daughters wand with a debit card.

Harry showing Dudley and his wife around Diagon Alley, keeping them far away from Weasleys Wizard Wheezes (he still has nightmares about that Ton-Tongue Toffee incident).

Dudley congratulating his daughter on making it into Hufflepuff, whatever the hell that means. 

Dudley not quite understanding what it means to be made Quidditch Captain, but being immensely proud anyways. 

Dudley learning to accept what he doesn’t understand and grow past his upbringing.

A bit of a Pep Talk

…because why not for today.

Aries: Your bravery and spirit can inspire many, teach them that should they feel knocked down, they are fully capable or standing up again with a full and forgiving heart. Never lose that childful vigor, rage, hunger for life, for it will lead you well like a compass. Stand up for those that lack your bounce back abilities.

Taurus: Sink into the feeling of the moment right now with your feet planted firmly on the ground. Move from the past and shield your eyes from the future, for this moment is the most important. The scents, the sounds and how you feel will not warp with time, but stay with you like a melody of a song.

Gemini: The ability to make someone laugh should never be underestimated for its healing powers, to knock the egos right back down and lift the spirits of those struggling. The intellect is a vast portal, and you have the talent of choosing we should go.

Cancer: Though maybe called too much or too sensitive, understand that we don’t come into this world with built up walls and shells, but soft, gentle, fully feeling. We learn to shut this off, although you never quite learnt that. It is something to cherish, something we all should cherish.

Leo: You enjoy the luxury in this life, the fine side of things, but you know how to shower others with the same adoration you expect. Live richly, squeezing every last drop of joy out of your experiences, and mourn when things turn sour. Live life with a full and bold heart.

Virgo: You notice the small things, see the beauty in the details that some may overlook, can see the intricacy of this universe. With this may come anxiety and nerves, feelings of being swamped by so much that you do not share with others, but remember, in the delicate details, stories are told.

Libra: Self sacrifice and the willingness to bring people together doesn’t have to be a weakness, in fact, it takes incredible strength. You are a creative force in this world, someone to be admired and adored, where the willingness to unite left and right can be a gift for our collective world.

Scorpio: Seeing people in their fullness, accepting both the good and their challenges is something to be proud of, not a creature of darkness but someone able to bring others into the light. You lock away sacred secrets, lips sealed if only they asked.

Sagittarius: You embody that stare of longing a child gives a closed window in a classroom, ready to break it and dash before you can be captured, away to the fields outside awaiting adventures. You show us that really, state of mind is everything, and when we see silver linings, it manifests in Gold.

Capricorn: You show us that to strive for dreams is not too far away and that we can do the same, that to work methodically to the top of the mountain can bring great rewards, and great lessons in self-belief. Your humour, support and grounding energy along the way makes the journey all the better.

Aquarius: You break the boundaries and barriers so others don’t have to, seeing them as the cages that they often are. You open people to ideas, to things they would have never even considered before, propelling us forward to the new world. You break the wheels that keep us spinning in boredom.

Pisces: The willingness to extend care to people from all walks of life has left you being called naive at times, too trusting, but without this you seem to whither into cynicism. Picture what the world would be like if everyone could extend their hand so freely. It is a fine picture indeed.

Alternate universe? Shared memory?

Hey, I don`t submit things too terribly often, so I apologize if I`m breaking some sort of protocol. After reading your post on the Berenstain Bears (I grew up with “Stain” personally) I was reminded of an incident from my early childhood:

I was out with my mom in Tacoma, WA - my hometown. We were visiting her favorite thrift stores and the odd yard sale here and there before we stopped for lunch at a Taco bell near 6th Avenue. I remember what I had, even - a chicken Quesadilla, no sauce. We sat near the window and since I was a young child I was playing with a toy radio I had picked up at a (now closed) thrift store on 6th ave proper. Nothing of note happened until I was in my early teenage years and we drove past the building. It was an actual Mexican restaurant at this time, not a link in the chain of bad, Americanized “Mexican” food. Anyways, I mentioned the story and mom looked at me aghast. She said that it had never been a Taco Bell in my life. She went on to say that my story coincides perfectly with an experience she had with a cousin of mine who now teaches disabled kids in Southern California. I still vividly remember it, which side of the booth I sat on, where I was looking down the street past the window. I don`t believe my cousin is aware of this shared memory, she`s at least a decade my elder.

A child being gay is not the same as a child being asexual. Children (under 13) can be gay because being gay is not inherently sexual. It’s just like children being straight. They love the same gender and since they’re children they don’t experience sexual attraction. Children being asexual is bad because a child is not supposed to feel sexual attraction because they are a CHILD. Don’t sexualize children because this is opening new windows to pedophiles.

Hear me out

Let’s have a game actually set in the continent of Africa THAT ISNT EGYPT *gasp* and let’s have Nancy intern on a wildlife refuge center because that way we can hang around cool animals like giraffes and elephants and shit where those animals actually flourish instead of living in captivity in gross American zoos #yes


Throw me some ideas for non-Eurocentric ND games, we need more of them since I can think of a grand total of like two that aren’t set in white westernized Eurocentric countries. I vote


- maybe like Kenya that’s a good place for a wildlife refuge game and it’s in one of the few African countries most people can actually name
- India??? Nancy hangs out in Bollywood?? @jamilathebeautiful what about this idea
- please god somewhere in South America let’s have her hang out somewhereeeeeeee in South America. Brazil is literally massive why hasn’t she gone there yet? What can Nancy do in Brazil let’s learn Brazilian Portuguese
- literally why hasn’t Nancy gone to Nepal yet on a mountain climbing expedition I do not understand why she hasn’t done this yet
- Definitely something in China because it’s so culturally and historically rich? Any ideas because all I’m coming up with is something around the ancient zodiac legends idk (Nancy goes and works at one of China’s panda nurseries?????????????? Omg can you even imagine I would squeal the whole time)
- Nancy is going to Antarctica to help out a scientist with her research on global warming/climate change/melting ice caps/rising sea levels and she is also going to hang out with penguins. fight me


Idk clue crew these are just my ideas let’s brainstorm new game locations because it makes me happier to think about how I would make these games than I feel when I think about mid

The Missing Prodigy

Barbara Newhall Follett was the epitome of a child prodigy, having released her first novel, The House Without Windows, when she was just 12-years-old. Follett began writing when she was 4-years-old, encouraged by her critic and editor mother, her skills developed extensively as she got older. There was no doubt that she was exceptionally intelligent.

When she was 19-years-old, she married Nicherson Rogers. As the years went by, Follett became depressed and unhappy in her marriage, believing her husband was being unfaithful. On 7 December, 1939, Follett and her husband had an argument and she stormed out of their apartment, never to be seen again. Her disappearance wasn’t reported by Rogers until two weeks latter. Her missing person report was filed in her husband’s name, therefore the media had no idea that the once child prodigy was missing. Due to her husband’s cavalier attitude regarding her whereabouts, her family have always believed him to be involved somehow.

Still to this day, nobody knows the true whereabouts of Barbara Follett or even if she is still alive.