#selma speaks!

[lheautontimoroumenos]

Sakina Karchaoui celebrating her first goal in national selection (FRAWNT) in the League of Nations 2024 Semi Final France v. Germany

#sakina karchaoui #footbal #women's football #france wnt #frawnt #france v germany #league of nations #woso #selma bacha #elisa de almeida #do not speak to me #i was so so so happy #also me? not gifing a thing the whole week i'm on break and opening ps today to do this? more likely than you think #sakina karchaoui je t'aime

[styllwaters]

What happened to Earth's other (somewhat) sapient species, like Crows, Dolphins, Octopi, etc? Were they destroyed along with Earth or did they end up with their own "uses"/eventual escape?

Genizix took some of Earth's species for experimentation during the war, but the majority were destroyed. The remainder still exist today in specialised animal sanctuaries dedicated to preserving them. All are critically endangered.

Some species with a high degree of intelligence (like those you mentioned) were exposed to Genizix's biotechnology in order to increase their 'sapience'. Not many were successful, but there are a few survivors which can be classified as sophonts. Selma is one of them - she is a leopard seal whose bloodline originated from early Genizix experiments involving brain surgery, genetic modification, and selective breeding. She has a number of health issues and a reduced lifespan, but that doesn't stop her from doing what she loves.

#sorry for the super late answer btw ^^' #i was planning on doing a drawing but never got around to it (whoops) #ask #vivere 44 #worldbuilding #styll speaks #speculative biology #aliens #spec bio #selma

[snoopers-gonna-snoop]

I’m so emotionally attached to these books 🦢🕯️

(Made by me/ photo off Pinterest 🩰)

#coquette #girl blogger #book blog #coquette aesthetic #hyper feminine #pink aesthetic #pink #cinnamon girl #lana del rey #girlhood #dollete aesthetic #my dark vanessa #speak #a dowry of blood #mean baby Selma Blair #bones and all #my bookshelf

[galevon]

graduating today i wish i had time to decorate my cap there would so be a gale quote on here if i had time 😭😭😭😭

#selma speaks

[sho0tmcmahon]

sometimes i daydream abt someone hanging out in my room watching everything i do on my phone and i forget that there’s actually no one here so i get really nervous like “what if they think the youtube video im watching is lame and they tell me to kill myself” and then oops! no one’s actually there you can do whatever you want

#salmon speaks #it’s ok selma no one thinks the jjba dub clip your watching is lame there is no one there

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Falco - Rock Me Amadeus 1985

"Rock Me Amadeus" is a song made by Austrian musician Falco, for his third studio album, Falco 3. It was written by Falco along with Dutch music producers Bolland & Bolland.

It topped the singles charts on both sides of the Atlantic. It was Falco's only number one hit in both the US and the UK, despite the artist's popularity in his native Austria and much of Europe. Falco became the first German-speaking artist to be credited with a number-one single on both mainstream US pop singles chart, the Billboard Hot 100 and Cash Box Top 100 Singles. Prior to Falco, "99 Luftballons" by Nena got to number one on Cash Box, but peaked at number two on the Billboard Hot 100.

The song is about Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, his popularity and his debts. A longer version (eight minutes), named the "Salieri Mix", appeared on the initial US release of the album Falco 3. The song was inspired by the movie Amadeus.

In the seventh season episode of the Simpsons, entitled "A Fish Called Selma", Troy McClure and other cast members stars in a Planet of the Apes musical theatre adaptation "Stop the Planet of the Apes, I Want to Get Off!", featuring a musical-style parody of "Rock Me Amadeus", "Dr. Zaius".

"Rock Me Amadeus" received a total of 79,4% yes votes!

#finished #high votes #high yes #high reblog #80s #falco

[bikinikillarchives]

Bikini Kill will be playing a benefit show on January 27th, 2024, at the Capitol Theater in Olympia, WA for Palestine Children’s Relief Fund. The Ghost Ease will be opening and Selma Al-Aswad will be speaking. Tickets go on sale December 14th at 10am PST.

More info on the organizations involved in the benefit and ways you can support directly:  Rachel Corrie Foundation: INFO: https://rachelcorriefoundation.org/ DONATE: https://rachelcorriefoundation.networkforgood.com/ Palestine Children's Relief Fund INFO: https://www.pcrf.net/ DONATE: https://pcrf1.app.neoncrm.com/forms/general Jewish Voice for Peace: INFO: https://www.jewishvoiceforpeace.org/ DONATE: https://www.jewishvoiceforpeace.org/contribute/?sourceid=1002270 Palestinian Feminist Collective INFO: https://palestinianfeministcollective.org/ DONATE: https://palestinianfeministcollective.org/donate-to-the-pfc/

#bikini kill #2024

[revscarecrow]

marge and bart and homer and maggie and lisa and abe and patty and selma and moe and barney and carl and lenny and nelson and milhouse and flanders and edna and hoover and skinner and chalmers and apu and santas little helper and krusty and mr teeny and sideshow bob and sideshow mel and the two alien cunts and chief wiggum and ralph and mr burns and smithers and comic book guy and willie and moleman and brockman and fat tony and dr nick and dr hibbert and rev lovejoy and helen and more say hello

I dont think you have any fucking right to speak for other people

[the-final-knight]

*drunkenly*

Selma darling~~~

Uhh hey! Am I speaking to Augusta?

#knightposting #asks

[cartermagazine]

Today In History

The first Selma to Montgomery march began on Sunday, March 7, led by SNCC chairman John Lewis and the Reverend Hosea Williams of SCLC.

Predating the march, Reverend C.T. Vivian led a peaceful march to the courthouse in Marion, Alabama on February 18, 1965, to protest the arrest of DCVL member James Orange. On the way to the courthouse, Alabama state troopers attacked the marchers, shooting Jimmie Lee Jackson in the process. Jackson died eight days later, prompting James Bevel of SCLC to call for a march from Selma to Montgomery to speak with Governor George Wallace about Jimmie Lee Jackson’s death.

The march proceeded without any interruptions until the protesters arrived at the Edmund Pettus Bridge where they were met with violence by Alabama law enforcement officials. Amelia Boynton was beaten unconscious. John Lewis suffered a skull fracture from the attack, and later mentioned he thought he was going to die that day. After this terrifying ordeal was over, more than 60 marchers would be injured. This day would become known as “Bloody Sunday.”

CARTER™️ Magazine

#bloody sunday #salma #john lewis #carter magazine #historyandhiphop365 #carter #wherehistoryandhiphopmeet #history #cartermagazine #today in history #staywoke #blackhistory #blackhistorymonth

[blackbloodedisabel]

main characters for your mermaid thing?

>:) thank you (deranged cackling)

arguably some of the characters I've included here are not main main characters but they mean a lot to me and they have important roles in the story ok

I will include a character grid for everyone this is the format of the character grid:

'eyes' just means vibe, jewellery is the main component of their.. jewellery because everyone here has their own unique magic jewellery (part of the magic system/worldbuilding) except Calen who has a crown only because he's king.

Teagan is my lonely human skrunckly goober losing her grip on reality<3 15 years ago her older brother got dragged from a cliff into the sea by a big scary sea monster lizard, her parents blamed mermaids and have been going out monster hunting in their boat for weeks at a time. she went with them until she was old enough to stay at home and now she's going slightly insane from lack of human contact and thinks the wind and sea are old lovers/friends/rivals. she lives in a weird amalgamation of cornwall/north devon/mid-west wales and she's the most ridiculous author insert you've ever seen. she's very nice, sort of a peacemaker figure, she loves rock climbing and the sea and her hair is perpetually crusty with salt/sand. arguably the second main character and the secondary pov character.

Anemone is the shy princess who was the first picrew I made and she has been the main character and number one pov character ever since. she has the biggest character arc and she is SO precious to me. she's not very magically powerful and is horrifically insecure about it which is not helped by the fact that when she attended magic tutoring (because she’s a princess and her family has historically been very magically powerful) her best (only) friend was the most powerful witch for generations. then Ane left really abruptly and they didn't speak or see each other for close to 2 years. precious baby Ane has spent the last 2 years rotting in her room combing her hair and staring out of the window and the story starts when her brother the king forces her to leave and go on quests to help the people because she's the most useless parasitic royal ever and this is when she decides she needs her best friend's help with quests and thus the story starts. she is very shy and very much a pushover at the beginning but her arc is becoming a confident(ish) strong selfless leader <33 she is also so sapphic she rivals the og poet

Selma is that super powerful best friend!! she is arguably the most important character in terms of how she influences the people around her. she is also simultaneously a big weirdo and very cool!! she made her own magic jewellery and teaches at the magic tutoring system. her special interest is the ancient mega-powerful witch so she's obsessed with the magic jewellery/books the witch made and with the witch's descendant. she is very passionate and resilient (sometimes to her detriment) and defeats (almost) all her enemies with the sheer power of her lesbianism and homoerotic girlbestfriendships. she was very hard to name and only got her name when 'Selma' came to me in a dream (I had a different dream beforehand where the name Olympia came to me but I don't like that as much)

Iolanthe is the last living descendant of said ancient witch and Anemone’s thematic foil. this is because she has similarly mediocre magic when she should be very powerful. unfortunately she is in denial about this and still believes she has yet to earn her magic (magic in this world is both inherent from genetics/chance and earnt based on strength/resilience. Ane is very privileged and emotionally weak so she doesn't have strong magic, Selma is much more emotionally resilient so she does have strong magic etc etc). this means Io spends all her time in her workshop paid for by her richass family trying to make the perfect piece of magical jewellery which she can form a conduit bond with (you can magically bond with a piece of jewellery which will massively amplify your power if you earn it, usually done by making it (like Selma, who Io is very jealous of and inspired to make jewellery by), finding it or buying it with money you worked for). then near the end of part one the questing gang (Ane, Teagan, Selma, Mel, Enith and to an extent Isther) show her the jewellery they've collected which was all made by her ancient witch ancestor. she becomes convinced that she needs these specific pieces of jewellery to become powerful, but obviously they're bound to various members of the questing gang. everything spirals from there. she seems really dull and a bit entitled but on the inside she's making such leaps to conclusions that she is my secret favourite

Melyde is a street singer who, at the start of the story, earnt a conduit bond with a necklace made by the ancient witch (someone threw it at her when she was performing). previously she had no magic (quite rare to have NONE most people just have very weak) but after forming the bond she became about the second most powerful witch after Selma. unfortunately she had precisely zero control over it and accidentally lured half the city to watch her perform and give her money, so Selma and the gang (just Ane and Enith at that point) had to step in and get her to join the gang so Selma could teach her magic properly. you can tell Mel and Selma are in love because their colour schemes make up the lesbian flag. melyde's whole shtick is being very brave and stubborn and while she may be the most pointless character of the gang she means a lot to me

Enith (with a VOICED TH) is the gang's navigator and the first person Selma and Ane recruited to join them. she is from the deep ocean and has an unfashionable haircut because she's making a statement! and I love her. she spent her childhood mapping out the cave system behind her house and when she was older she moved to the capital city to run a tour guide and map making shop because she didn't want to work in her parents' glass making business. she's also got no magic of her own. she's very kind and friendly until her parents are killed at the end of part one (spoilers) after which she becomes angry impatient and withdrawn. I got her name by misspelling enid as enidd, which my brain read as enith because of welsh phonetics. love her!!

Isther (isster) has I think the most duality out of the characters. she fluctuates between poor little traumatised baby and lying vengeful murderous little shit. the gang found her when they accidentally got into the huge sealed-off cave where all the sea monsters were imprisoned after the big attacks 15 years ago and for some reason she was imprisoned there too?? how odd. they freed her and she joined the group. she's actually the witch who controls the sea monsters though she doesn't know that until the end of part 1 and she wasn't born murderous.. unfortunately still a liar and she does end up being (one of) the actual villains even if she was manipulated into it a bit. she could've been ok. she could've been ok!! Ane could've fixed her honestly there's something a little jackieshauna about them (pink and green, homoerotic friendship ended by violent betrayal)

Calen is Anemone’s older brother and the king. he's not a main character but I feel obligated to mention him. he has Issues about his mother. probably the closest to morally grey out of all the non-villain characters because he ends up using child soldiers because he can't beat an angsty 17 year old and her 5-6 uncreative sea monsters

that's them!! thank you for asking about my goobers

#🧜‍♀️🌪🌊 #tag changed

[dross-the-fish]

Can we have a little drubble about Selma’s reincarnation afterwards someday? How were her first days go?

You certainly can, I plan to write a second part to this but I covered the resurrection itself here from Selma's perspective and will cut forward to her first days after part 2.

.....

Harsh. White. Searing.

A painful light invading her eyes. Too bright.

It hurt.

She tried to speak but the sounds coming from her tight throat and thick tongue were garbled. Her skin was on fire, everything was cold and hot, shocks traveling through her body.

“She’s alive!” a voice, familiar and distant.

The sound of scrambling and booming, thunderous laughter.

Eyes squeezed shut. Pain, noise. Everything too much.

She lifted a heavy wrist.

A hand. Large. Shapely. Different. Familiar, grasped hers. So hot it burned. She clutched tighter as the world around her began to sharpen.

Voices speaking, too loud and fast to make sense, blurry, fuzzy. Her head was full of sparks.

Slowly sight and sound came back into focus. A large figure was shouting at the open skylight.

“She lives! Do you see me, Victor?! Do you see?! Your fallen angel is a worthy son! You denied me to your last breath but I am yet your legacy!"  

“Stop that!” the figure holding her hand snarled. She tried to place it; it sounded like a voice she knew but also one she didn’t “We need to make sure she’s alright! There’s no time for you to gloat! I need you now. Please, Mr. Frankenstein!”

He was polite. Why did that seem strange?

As her vision cleared, she struggled to put a name to the face before her. The broad, smooth, face of a man in his fifties. Did she know him? Her head swam when she tried to sit up. The man shushed her and gently guided her back down, “Easy now, there’s a good girl. Don’t try to sit up just yet, we’ve performed a miracle worthy of Jesus Christ himself,” he smiled weakly, the shadow of something-someone familiar in the gleam of his teeth.

He took her wrist in his hand and laid two fingers on it, “Pulse is slow, her skin is like ice,” he muttered, his brow furrowing with concern. As the large figure came into view. The patchwork face of the giant was immediately recognizable to her though how exactly was uncertain. The answer seemed to come to her then drift away, lost in a sea of barely coherent emotions and sensations. Pinpricks speckled across her eyes and she shut them for a moment until the throbbing in her head died down.

“Is she supposed to be this cold? Her heartbeat is so sluggish, is this normal?”

“If I am any indication then yes. Perhaps it is an affect of the chemicals used during incubation. The question now remains did we bring back Miss Morris or is this a new life?”

“Of course, it’s her! It has to be her! There was no point otherwise!”

“Dr. Jekyll, please, restrain yourself. We must remain impartial. It will be a tragedy if Selma is lost for good but we must remember that what we have created we bear a responsibility to. No matter our grief, it is not her fault for being born.”

She didn’t understand any of this and the bickering was beginning to grate on her. She tried to speak but could only manage a weak groan. Somewhere in the back of her mind a memory stirred and she knew one of these men was a doctor and she recalled the concept of a hospital. Was she sick? She felt sick. It would make sense to be sick right now.

The doctor, Jekyll, as he had been called, clasped her hand in his and gave her a reassuring smile. It helped. She tried to smile back but the muscles of her face felt stiff.     

“I’m going to check your cognitive functions, you don’t have to try to talk if you aren’t ready but if you can understand me, I want you to squeeze my hand to indicate ‘yes’, aright?”

She decided she liked Doctor Jekyll. He seemed kind.

Was that right?

She squeezed.

He looked relieved, “Good, very good. It looks like you remember language. Do you know who this is?” he indicated the giant man.

She hesitated. She knew him but it was so muddled she couldn’t be certain how. When the giant smiled the seam through his upper lip parted and exposed the teeth and gums beneath. The ghoulish sight didn’t frighten her as it would have if he were a stranger.

Frankenstein.

Was that his name? Or was it his father’s?

She squeezed.

“Good, I’m not going to ask if you know me. I’m sure my face is new to you. All you need to know about me is that my name is Henry Jekyll and right now I’m taking care of you. Think of me as your doctor and, Adam,” he gestured to Adam, who nodded reassuringly, “Is your friend. Do you remember your name?”

She froze. She tried to conjure up a name. There were flashes of memory, fragmented, disconnected. She tried harder, ignoring the pain in her head as she strained to pull her name to the surface. She knew she had one! What was it? She struggled to find some recollection of identity for herself in the mire that was her brain. She made an agitated gesture, shaking her head. Tears welled in her eyes.

Seeing her growing distress, Jekyll attempted to sooth her, “It’s alright! It’s alright if you don’t remember, it will come back to you in time,” despite its lack of recent use the comforting tones he had once used on his patients came back to him easily. Once Selma had settled, he glanced at Adam expectantly, “It will come back to her. Won’t it?”

Adam shrugged, “I have no idea, I recall nothing from before my own awakening, although I had not the ability to speak or any understanding of language. It seems she has retained at least some things,” he mused. He gestured to a small office off to the side of the lab “I need to go document all of this. Can you take care of her? Would Hyde take care of her if he comes back?”

Jekyll hesitated, he looked at Selma, still clinging to his hand for dear life, “He would. She’s safe with me-with both of me,” he said.

Adam gave a single, curt, nod and lumbered off.

What had happened? Why did her body feel so strange? As her awareness of herself sharpened and strength returned to her limbs she lifted a hand to her chest, where a loud, slow, pulse was beating.

Something was wrong. Where was the wound? Hadn’t there been a bullet? Blood everywhere, running over her fingers, she had felt the wet pulsing through the hole in her skin then…

…then blackness.

Here she was now, no blood, no wound, her fingers were resting against neat stitches. Sewn. Alive! Then why did her body feel so much colder? Heavier? Overwhelmed with pain and confusion, she began to cry in earnest. This was not right!

Jekyll watched her anxiously. Maybe it should be Edward…she knows Edward. Edward, at least, wouldn’t be too much of a coward to give her his shoulder. No sooner had he thought the words when he felt the itch of black fur sprouting from his cheek. No! No, wait! Not yet! I’m not ready! I’m not-

-not who Selma needs right now.

To caught in her weeping Selma didn’t notice Edward’s return. Not until a thick, hairy hand touched her shoulder. She looked up, doing her best to wipe at her eyes.

“Hullo, lass, it’s good to see you again. Do you remember me?” he smiled, his jutting, jagged, teeth seemed nearly too large for his mouth.

Edward!

She nearly fell from the table flinging her arms around him. He caught her, pressing his cheek to hers and when she felt the dampness on his whiskers, she neither knew nor cared which of them was weeping. She squeezed.

“Welcome back to the land of the living, Slema Morris.”  

She remembered Edward.

#came out surprisingly fluffy #Henry gets to say hi #Adam is dramatic #You guys should thank me for cutting off his monologue #cross over Au #Adam Frankenstein #Jekyll and Hyde #OC #my writing

[styllwaters]

good stuff so far! when do they all get guns

For starters, the main cast of Vivere are all like. 12 years old (or the alien equivalent). So they don't get guns.

Selma probably has a cool sci-fi firearm though. She deserves one.

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⚠️ Old designs and lore // Do not reblog ⚠️

#tw #gun mention #old vivere 44 #ask #styll speaks #I swear i'll properly introduce selma at some point

[the-reluctant-princess]

Horns (a sparky and elvina short story)

Elvina had ran away again that night, she'd been struggling with everything as of recently, the outside world, what happened to selma, losing an arm, discovering she had died more than once without remembering, discovering that she had become a Nephalem (half angel half demon)... it was just too much for her... Sparky sighed and made sure everyone stayed asleep, a simple sleeping charm to make sure that no one woke up and worried.

He flew through the night, he searched for her consciousness, reaching out with his mind, then he saw her, balled up in her Nephalem form, various shades of grey, her hair braided, sparky knew what that meant by now, braids usually mean one of few things for elvi: she's trying to fit in and conform, she is near rock bottom, or she is just flooded with hiraeth (longing for a home which may of never existed). At the minute it seemed to be all three.

Sparky curled up next to her, thumping his tail and sighing in morse code, him and elvi don't speak in the same language, so they usually communicate in morse code or telepathically, the following words from sparky have been translated:

"Elvi...'

"What... "

"You know what, you need to talk to me."

"I dont wanna..."

"Tough shit, you ran away.... tell me what's going on or I'll find out myself."

Elvi starts sobbing

"Its not fair....It was perfect! I tried hard to be perfect but I keep losing people and I'm a Nephalem! Not good enough for heaven, not evil enough for hell... why don't I belong anywhere?! I can't save selma...or monika.... or dylan.... or mom...or you! I'm such a shitty horned BEAST!"

"...Do you hate drew?"

"W-what-?"

"Do you ha-"

"No I heard you but what?!"

"He has horns, he has a tail, he has failed his significants in ways, his husband was like selma, he forgot everyone. He is definitely not going to heaven....but he is too good for hell. He's a divine being too.... you are basically just a female version of him in some ways.... just like his husband is quite similar to your girlfriend.... so let me ask you, do you hate drew?"

"...No"

"Do you think his husband hates him for not being able to protect him sometimes?"

"....No but-"

"No buts, elvina.... Hating yourself and blaming yourself is only be because you don't see the outside.... you can't get the moon perfect on a picture, a painting of the sunrise is no match for seeing it for yourself... and you love drew, right? What do you love about him? "

"that he's so like me that he loves music, that he's so kind and loving, his voice is beautiful... he is protective and....just wow"

"And if I asked drew that same question , what do you think he would say?"

"That I'm kind and loving and lov- oh..."

"Yeah... you love people for qualities you have... you just need to see it.... you are doing good, just.... you gotta breathe sometimes, ok?"

"Yeah... Thanks sparky"

"No problem, horns..."

[galevon]

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#selma speaks #bg3

[sho0tmcmahon]

my chest hurts owwwwww oww

#salmon speaks #every day is a game called ‘‘what’s wrong with selma’s body’