rachel having a complicated relationship w other women bc she always felt judged and/or competitive w/ them and thus not knowing how to have deep and honest friendships with them but still having been the recipient of enough shit from men that she feels a deeply protective of other girls I AM IN A GLASS CASE OF EMOTION
piggybacking off of that - rachel’s connection w chloe being so instantaneous and so markedly different from every other relationship she’s ever had bc it’s not based on exploitation or personal gain whatsoever that it immediately transcends her usual hang-ups about interacting with other girls (even if there’s still a lot of pretense that holds rachel back from trusting herself enough to have complete honesty w chloe)
hello hello im one if your very quiet followers coming @ u to ask for book recs if you have any :) particularly books with a feminist message be it underlying or the central point? or just any good book is fine lol
HOWDY! Oh wow, I don’t get asked for book recs that often. I usually stick to historical fiction and… …. u-um… … … romance… …. because I’m trapped in a glass case of emotion i’m so sor
BRIDGET LOVE WOMEN IN HISTORY:
Empress Orchid by Anchee Min: Historical fiction. Describes the humble beginnings of a Manchu girl and her rise to becoming Empress Cixi (yeah, THAT Empress Cixi). Gives insight into being a concubine in the cloistered Forbidden City, and there’s a eunuch named An Dehai and he’s perfect and hot and I love him they should have fallen in love
The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood: Retells The Odyssey from the point of view of Penelope (and her murdered maids) through a combination of flashback, sardonic modern-day commentary, sea-shanty, envoi, and poetry. It gives us the ominous quote, “… it’s always an imprudence to step between a man and the reflection of his own cleverness.” Honestly it was very pearls-before-swine for 12-year-old Bridget, but as I get older, I find myself thinking about it more and more. I think by the time I’m 60 I’ll understand it cover to cover
BRIDGET LOVE BORING YA NOVELS ABOUT ORDINARY TEENAGE GIRL WHO TANGO WITH THE SUPERNATURAL ADN FALL IN LOVE:
Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater: I have learned recently that Stiefvater is very popular with you young people in the 13-17 demographic (ugh, I’m old) because of some YA novel series with a bunch of hot brothers and some alt dyed hair chick in it who go to some boarding school called the Bird Cycle or something. But I know her for this one. Ordinary teenage girl in snowy, aesthetic Midwest (I think?) gets attacked by wolves but still loves them and feeds this one wolf from a distance for years and years, and like, there’s some weird supernatural murder and I won’t spoil you but it’s really really furry and werewolf and I love it I LOVE IT even though the male protagonist is really fking pretentious, he’s also shy so it’s fine.
Wicked Lovely by Melissa Marr: Do you like tumblr’s long rambling urban fantasy “fey folk” headcanons and non-obvious pairings? Read this, it’s like, about a mortal girl who has the Sight and tries to lead a normal life even though she can see fairies everywhere and one NOTICES HER [GASP] and there’s some hot boy with black hair and tattoos. I know Tumblr loves that
DO YOU LOVE THAT CLICHED GOOD-GIRL-MEETS-BAD-BOY SHIT LIKE I DO? HEY MY BOOK TASTE IS GARBAGE LMAO
Read Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles
I’m hot, hot garbage
BRIDGET I’M A LESBIAN AND I WANT TO READ A STORY WHERE GIRLS FALL IN LOVE AND IT ISN’T WRITTEN GROSSLY AND DOESN’T HAVE MEN IN IT!!!
Apparently Sarah Waters writes good historical stuff but you guys know how I feel about Tipping the Velvet LOLLLLLLLLL do not read it if you’re triggered by women leaving other women for men
I Am A Woman by Ann Bannon: a 1959 novel marketed as a pulp that has become a staple of Queer Studies, because like The Price of Salt, it has a happy ending, and it’s embarrassingly good and has a cute butch in it
The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith: hey.
I wish I had more books to recommend you GOD I need to read more but I hate paying money for books it’s such a gamble. The last book I actually read was Confessions of a Shopaholic. That’s the kind of person you’re dealing with, here
hello everyb. it me, doctor elly, cat doctor ph.d (Ph.luffy Doctor).
so many people sufferin so much lately. in world, and also on small human scale. human roommnt Rave Sahnsyed and me hear from especial many of yu in this week. some of u lost somebyyd or somthin important, or anticipting loss. som of u feel so lonely n isolated. some of u have get in truble for mistake & torn between fel guilty bad (for mistake) & resent (for unfair reaction). other ppl feel guilt for have problem in face of global scary tension. some of u just very scared for no reason, or all reason.
im dont mean 2 minimize all individ problem by combinin response this way. but i am nonly one small cat & carnt even read. so, its hard 2 answer all of this. especial hard for me 2 answer questions no one can answer, like, what happen if we cannot stop unraveling of global systm? jeez, i donnt no. im domb as hell.i mean yestrday i got trap again between glass tabletop n table.
so look, i say this only. i make recomend:take some time 2 NOT BE ON INTERNET. i know this sim like denial – STOP ABSORBING INFORMATION! – but internet IN PARTICULAR is machine for collapsing of experience. is no way 2 make emotional distinction betwen things Happenin to U and things Happenin to World that matter and things Happnin to U And World that dont matter, on itnernet. its all comes at u all time and it only make so tired.
so this is why im ask u to unplug for couple hours or days if u can. ok? try maybe only tomor saturday. read book from paper, newspaper from paper. go outdise if u can, see how flowers comin in on trees. perhaps go to tax march tomor if u feel like u must engage with World. listen to new kendrick album!! (doctor lely luv kendric.) enjoy sensual, concrete pleasure and pains. try 2 spend time living consciously in those sensations, good n bad.
adapt this recomnednatin to yur personal situat and limits. i cant atully go outside bc will die of panic attack if bird or squril gets 2 close. so im just stick my butt out window in the sun. this give me perspectiv and warm.
will this solv world problem? of course not. but mayb will give u strength & distance from feeling of crushing overwhelm, deep breath from which yu can re-enter heartbreaking lovely pointless important garbage endeavor of being alive. im tellin yu, those flower are gud.
author’s note: first head cannon bc i couldn’t stop thinking about this. also if you read this thank you so much !! i love you wowow
okay but you and tom would definitely start out as best friends
like you two would probably meet through harrison and the second you do there’s just this instant connection
“i’ve never met one of harrison’s friends before”
“maybe because you think you’re his only friend”
and he’d just stand there and be like did she just diss me??? i think she just dissed me??? already??
but he’d laugh anyway bc that’s not how girls usually talk to him and that’d make you laugh and wow what a beautiful start
and as the days went on you two would get closer and closer
you guys for sure got closer more emotionally than physically at first
for instance tom would have a bad day and he’d just come to you
literally lay in your bed and just talk to you about anything and everything
“sometimes this lifestyle just gets too much and i don’t think i’m made for it”
“if anyone is made for it, it’s you tom”
“and besides if you every turn into an insensitive cocky fuck, harrison and i will hand you your ass”
THIS was one of the things he’d love most about you
like you’d be there for him and give him great advice when he needs it but at the same time you were you and you just had to make him laugh and diss him in some way to get that pretty smile on his face again
he adored it
“did you see all those girls out there Y/N- wow they really love me”
“lol who are you”
in his head he’s always be like “why is she like this”
BUT when you two started getting physically closer wow just wow he adored it just as much if not more than the emotional connection you two had together
always hugging you
sometimes for no reason at all
“tom i’m trying to get a glass of water”
“shh shh i’m trying to hug you”
that’s when you started to think “why is he like this”
he’d always find excuses to hold your hand
“and then she told me- tom what-why are you holding my hand”
“there’s a bug on it”
“i think i would’ve felt-”
“THERE’S A BUG IM TRYING TO SQUISH IT Y/N LEAVE ME BE”
just if you need something calming in the background or in the mood for story time: Dan’s liveshows
November 22, 2014 He wears his moose hat pretty much through the whole thing, #MooseFacts, talks about if he were in a play or *cough cough* stage show, and he talks about his time in Faintheart as an extra (and there’s the drawing game at the end) February 1, 2014 POWER OUTAGE!! (the audio is a bit weird and fuzzy but you get used to it, it clears out eventually) He’s stealing the internet connection from his neighbors, candles everywhere, and spooky horror stories. March 13, 2016 Doggo on the couch keeping us company “be good”, he predicts (psychic phil theory?) instagram adapting snapchat filters, Poe the cactus update #MutationStatus, and Phil’s ideal animal persona is a cat November 14, 2015 - ft. Dan Dan’s interview with the Hunger Games trio, the struggle of calling up American venues for tour, BOOK & TOUR CHAT, Phil’s cute support for Dan feeling sad over Kanye, PINOF 7, x-files, bantz, just overall soft and wonderfullness [this was my first ever liveshow so it’s very special to me blah blah emotional tie you don’t care] July 14, 2012 Finding a London apartment, sassy glasses, le sip of coffee, he has cereal next to his bed (??? explains a lot), the lights get funky, he draws cat whiskers on his face, AMAZINGPHIL THE STRIPPER & POLE DANCER
when i’m apathetic due to disassociation, it feels as if all of my emotions are muted, trapped behind a thick glass wall and totally out of focus. i know they are there; i can feel them tapping on the wall, calling through it, but they are muffled. there is no connection and they are easily dismissed or ignored.
on july 6th they’re gonna do something big, like they will all post something about john and paul, the beatles account, john lennon account, probably ringo will make a post on twitter…I don’t know but I feel like Paul is gonna make a video or say something, I feel it!! AND I DON’T WANT TO DIE
Makoto smiles brokenly. “I want the soft, sleepy days with you, but I’ll still fight for our happiness; I’ll find it if someone tries to take it because we deserve it, love,” he whispers, folding a hand over Haru’s heart. “We can close our eyes now. There’s nothing dangerous to look out for anymore. We can rest. We’ve fought our war and it’s time for us to come home.”
Work Summary: "You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into,“ Haru says even as he can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
The light is in Makoto’s eyes. "I know you.”
In which Haru is a former drug addict selling dope, Makoto is a teacher fresh out of the army, and Sousuke is a cop who makes the mistake of helping a rentboy named Rin.
There was a large age gap between the two of you, about 15 years to be exact, but that didn’t stop the protective instincts Tommy had over you. Ever since you were little he’d rap his arms around you when you were hurt and he always always made sure he had your approval before beating a young man senseless for you.
‘Tommy, Y/N’s in a shitty mood and won’t tell me why.’ As soon as those words left Polly’s mouth, Tommy lit his cigarette and headed straight for your room.
A knock at the door sent a shiver down your spine. You weren’t interested in talking to anyone. The door slithered open anyway and there stood Tommy.
‘What happened?’ He puffed out along with a cloud of smoke.
‘Fucking Hans boy.’ You responded, rolling on your side and turning in the other direction from your older brother as you thought of how the little bastard of a man had attempted to hug you in ways you didn’t want.
‘Yes or no?’ Tommy simply asked, a wiff of smoke being sent your way.
‘Kill him for all I care.’ Then, the door shut and that poor excuse for a man wouldn’t disturb you anytime soon.
Arthur and you had always gotten along quite well. It could be because of your sensitive natures or the fact that you both knew how to say the worst things at the wrong time. Either way, Arthur often spoke about how proud he was of you.
Arthur, Finn and John were all sat around the private drinking room in the Garrison, chugging down bottles of whiskey and smoking their lives away.
You’d recently got engaged and to say that Arthur was happy about was a complete and utter lie. He hated the man you were marrying and he wanted to speak to John about convincing him to leave you.
‘John, a word?’ He attempted to mouth in his younger brothers direction but Finn caught on first.
‘Ah c’mon you idiot. You can say it in front of me.’ Finn said, a little to far up his own ass for Arthur’s liking.
John gave Finn a look, then gave Arthur the same one.
‘It’s Y/N’ Arthur told them both.
John raised his eyebrows and Finn went on to light another cigarette.
‘If Finn would just piss off I’d explain a little better.’ Arthur growled, pointing at the direction of the bar door.
‘Fucks sake.’ Was all Finn said before putting out his cigar and storming out of the pub.
‘What’s up?’ John questioned his eldest brother, pouring him self another drink.
‘I love Y/N, I really do. But there’s no way in hell im letting her marry that poor excuse for a man.’ Arthur explained, sitting back in his chair.
‘I can agree with that but isn’t what we want is it? It’s what our baby sister wants.’ John defended you, rubbing his index finger round the rim of his glass.
‘Like hell it is.’ Arthur complained like a nine year old before burying his emotions in a bottle of rum.
You and John did not get along. There had always been sibling rivalry and for whatever reason, neither of you planned on ever helping each other.
‘Fucking hell John!’ You practically shouted, aiming your right fist at his cheek.
He toppled to the ground in response before jumping back up and putting you into the position he had just been in.
‘Don’t touch me.’ He growled equally as loud back at you, about to send a kick to your shin.
You were quicker though and you managed to hit him in his Crown Jewels.
You were fighting because in the family meeting moments before, John had completely dropped you on it by telling your entire family that you’d been messing about with the current enemy. You weren’t happy about it to say the least.
John was angry now, angrier then you’d ever seen him before. Before you knew what was happening, a punch sent you to the dark side knocking you out cold.
‘Shit, shit shit shit.’ John said as soon as he realised what he had done.
Yes, you two fought a lot and there was a punch here and there but he’d taken it to far this time. Way to fucking far.
He picked up your limp body and rested your head on his lap. At the same moment, Polly and Tommy walked in, both stopping in their tracks as they registered the situation.
‘WHAT THE FUCK JOHN?’ Polly screamed as she jumped to your side and did a one over of your wounds.
Tommy grabbed John by his shoulders and pulled him up. ‘You’ve gotta stop doing this, right fucking now. Or I’ll kick you out this family, you here me? I’LL KICK YOU RIGHT FUCKING OUT!’ Tommy shouted but John wasn’t listening, he was overwhelmed with guilt as he looked down at his baby sisters lifeless body.
What had he done?
Finn was younger then you but the two of you were close. He’d be the one to play with you when you were younger and you’d be the one to teach him the ways of the Shelby family.
He’d heard arguing going on inside, presumably from you and your current boyfriend. He was under strict instructions not to interrupt since you had ‘everything under control’ but he was biting his tongue not to barge in and break up the storm inside of the house.
The sudden sound of palm hitting skin sent Finn past the line and he stormed in. There you were, clutching your cheek as your ‘boyfriend’ held his hand in a hitting position.
‘Don’t touch her.’ Finn scowled, holding his hands up as a sign of non aggression.
‘Finn, it’s alright. Go back outside.’ You pleaded with him, not wanting your baby brother to be caught in the crossfire.
‘No Y/N, I can’t let him treat you like this anymore.’ Finn shot straight back at you, taking a step forward and removing his pistol from his waist.
‘Get back, tiny man.’ Your partner angry growled, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you into him.
‘She’s mine.’ He growled.
‘No she fucking isn’t.’ Finn said, taking his gun and aiming it at your boyfriends head.
With sudden nerves, the man holding your waist let go and you ran towards your little hero before he could change his mind.
‘Let’s go Finn.’ You pushed the gun in his hands down in the process. ‘Thank you.’
I actually really liked that it was only 7 episodes?? Like
for me it was the perfect length and they didn’t rush or waste time. The
timeline and scenarios and etc seemed balanced almost?? Anyways,,
Allura being so passionate about piloting a lion was perfect
ALSO HER FUCKING BAYARD BEING A WHIP I S2G SHE CAN KICK MY
ASS ANYTIME SHE WAS SO BADASS AND IT SUITS HER SO WELL AND IM CRYING
Also her pink paladin armor like yes
Lance and Blue,,, like I didn’t think I could get more emo
tbh I almost cried
I actually liked the way they handled the black paladin
Keith situation bc they kept him as this impulsive pilot who had to make a few
mistakes before realizing the responsibility of his place (if that makes
sense?? Like I was annoyed with his decisions until Lance was like “bro wtf
chill out and lets fix this” you know??)
HUNK GOT TO BE SMART AGAIN I WAS SO HAPPY
Like they had no fat jokes that I can recall and they still
kept his food love there but less blatantly than season two,, and I’m just,,,
my son is so smart and he actually got to show that off bless
All the soft Klance moments,, and they actually had decent –
but minimal – development that was really well done!! A tiny bit of their
rivalry was still there but they both seemed more mature with each other
Also Lance,, my son,, my one true love,, the loml,, IM IN
TEARS IM SO PROUD OF HIM THIS SEASON BC HE GREW SO MUCH AND HE’S A SNIPER OMG
IM JUST EMOTIONAL ABOUT THIS OKAY I LOVE HIM
Every time Pidge’s glasses are shown reflecting the light of
a screen 10 years are added to my life
There wasn’t enough Coran tbh
Shiro? More like aN IMPOSTER WHO TF DOES THIS GUY THINK HE
IS?? I don’t trust him.
THE GENERALS THE GENERALS THE GENERALS THE GENERALS THE
GENERALS THE GENERALS THE GENERALS THE GENERALS
ACXA IS MY WIFE BACK THE FUCK OFF
EZOR IS JUST TOO MUCH I LOVE HER (futch gay btw)
ZETHRID IS A BUTCH GAY
NARTI IS MY DAUGHTER I LOVE HER
I want them all to kick my ass
,,,,,,,,I actually don’t hate Lotor??? Like okay,, what I
mean is… he’s actually a really good villain
Sven was too much lol I can’t take him seriously
The last episode was amazing!! Learning about the history of
Voltron and the lions?? And the og paladins?? And Zarkon and Haggar??
First off the og green paladin Trigel is my mother I love her she’s
And I’m lowkey in love with young Alfor lol BYE
WHERE THE FUCK WAS KALTENECKAR???? I DEMAND ANSWERS