Do you think Tara eventually starts forgetting Amber's details? The sound of her voice, the color of her eyes, her favorite song.
Obviously you don't just forget someone you loved that much, but it's been a year since Tara has seen or heard Amber, plus all the traumatic memories she has attached to her.
Could you imagine if Tara's brain started blocking Amber out as a trauma response?
WEEPS.
eough. totally. tara's brain altering some memories or blocking them as a trauma response. EOUGH.
it starts with simple things, the kind of simple that tara wouldn't worry about at first. a song that would always make her think about amber suddenly not making her want to cry as much. that story she told her once during a sleepover suddenly fading away from her mind. amber was allergic to something in this meal, what was it?
forgetting these things gave her a certain relief, somehow. amber was a complicated subject. she didn’t know how she was supposed to feel, and the thought of her was always too painful, too scary. so, maybe these small details weren’t meant to be stored in her mind, the ghost of her best friend (the person who tried to kill her) finally deciding to rest and let her be.
so, if tara couldn't remember the name of amber's childhood pet, she wouldn't bat an eye. if her tumblr username didn't cross her mind, it would be fine, because it meant she wouldn't wanna check it out once more, like it's amber's own personal diary.
even if it the idea of forgetting it made her anxious. even if not thinking about her hurt as much as thinking about her.
her dreams became more and more jumbled after that, psychedelic counterparts to the very real memories her brain decides to play on repeat as soon as she closes her eyes.
amber seemed more strange with every night: hands a little rougher than what she remembers when her mind replays her choking her neck, face more, and more, and more distorted as she burns alive. sometimes she was taller than she actually was, other times, she seemed shorter than tara. she never used these rings, and what was that pendant on her necklace? her eyes didn’t seem her own, her hair was somehow not right. didn’t she have a beauty mark somewhere on her face? i could swear her smile was different. why does everything seem so wrong?
i’ll make it quick, the person in her dreams would say as it places tara in the closet, voice just not quite right, tying her body instead of just her hands. wasn’t it different? is this what actually happened? i promise, tara. i'll end her and come back for you. i'll take care of you.
(she never said that.
did she say that?
what did she say, anyway?)
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this is mostly just fluff but it does get a little suggestive (may or may not be a smut prompt I’m working on)
In the calm silence of the ship, Imogen held her lover close and shut her eyes. Meditation in the traditional sense never came easy to her – to let go of her own sense of self to reach so called enlightenment felt like an unnecessary sacrifice to make. Imogen knew how to quiet her mind enough to stay centered, but she could never surrender herself past that. At least, she used to.
To feel the warmth of someone she held deep reverence for, to trace the tips of her fingers across the other woman’s skin, to sense every beat of her heart through the Force like a steady beacon of life, made Imogen forget about herself completely. It gave her a taste of that fabled inner peace the Jedi always used to babble about.
Bix inhaled deeply and nuzzled herself further into Imogen’s chest. “I missed you,” she whispered like a secret confession.
A powerful warmth fluttered in the bounty hunter’s chest. She smiled at the thought of being missed. If the incessant tug in Imogen’s gut while she was away told her anything, it’s that she could certainly relate. “I thought of you often, as I always have when we are apart.”
“Is that so?”
“It used to drive me mad,” Imogen recalled wistfully now that she was free of her own vice. A playful urge overtook her and she positioned herself to pin Bix beneath her. The mechanic flashed an intrigued grin as Imogen leaned in. “Especially in the quiet moments,” she continued, lowering her voice to a sultry murmur as she brushed her lips over her lover’s cheek and down her neck, “when my longing for you kept me awake at night.”
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2023 character wrapped: 9 characters you loved in 2023! Was tagged by @frankensteinsmona
From left to right this is Rory Gilmore (Gilmore Girls), Daisy Jones (Daisy Jones & The Six), Aria Montgomery (Pretty Little Liars), Midge Maisel (The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel), Elena Gilbert (The Vampire Diaries), Riley Flynn (Midnight Mass), Erin Greene (Midnight Mass), Annabel Lee Usher (The Fall of the House of Usher), and Ilonka (The Midnight Club).
Daisy, Annabel Lee, and Ilonka are the only three I met this year but I did rewatch all of the others' shows this year so it still counts lmao.
Tagging: @woodswit, @purplesigebert, @randomestfandoms, @imperpetuallylost, and anyone who sees this and wants to participate!
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Oooh my god 1776 was such a good play
- I really wasn't expecting to be so affected by the casting, but seeing the founding fathers portrayed entirely as women and nonbinary people really got me. Especially the fact that most of the women actors were dressed in more butch (for the time period) clothing and were talking about loving their wives so casually on stage. It just really gave me a moment of "oh my god they're like me!" that I almost never feel, even with queer media.
- On that note, the playbill had a whole section just talking about gender and gender expression and explaining they/them pronouns to the audience. It just felt so amazing looking at the playbill and having it be directly confirmed right there that the space was for me. I didn't realize how much I needed that.
- There was one dance number where all of the actors lined up in just the right way for their coats to make a rainbow and it was beautiful
- The blue angels flew over just before the beginning of Mama Look Sharp (ouch) and then the choir of women singing the mothers' response together just broke me. I started crying in the theater thinking about all the young people the U.S has sent to war over its history and how many mothers never got to see their babies again because the rich and powerful decide to go to war.
- The montage of different protests and civil unrest throughout U.S. history at the end of The Egg was such a powerful moment.
- The lines "liberty and justice for all" in the declaration being read while Thomas Jefferson's character stood in the middle of the stage and had her coat put on and brushed by another character that was heavily implied to be a slave sent absolute shivers down my spine.
-The actress who sang Molasses to Rum to Slaves was phenomenal. She really made it exactly as uncomfortable as it needed to be.
-The ending with the unexpected reprise of Is Anybody There was truly the perfect ending. So so good.
I'm so glad I was able to go in person. It was just a totally different experience from the movie and I enjoyed it so much.
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Hope you feel better soon!
thank you, i'm feeling a lot better today already with how kind everyone's been to me 🤗
i just needed a day to cope for my little betta, it's been almost two years since i adopted her and it just feels far too soon.
i don't think i ever showed her off, i don't have many good pictures of her (bettas never stay still i swear!) but here's the best pic i have of my good girl. she was the most chill fish, not even caring when guppies bounced off of her hehe
her favorite spot... the little printed betta cave at the top of the tank 😊
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To input another pov to the s2e5 conversation, I personally brushed off the single dad comment from earlier in the ep, chalking it up to clunky exposition dialogue (oh they need to show how he has his hands full in one line and make it make sense) and THEN the fit check happened and my eyebrows raised to the my hairline, and THEN Don dropped that "[...] or did you follow me home? ;)" line with THAT attitude, and my had to cover my mouth going, what's going on...?? lmao from an extremely jaded tv watcher who almost never ship anything except canon events.
Truly think the world collectively shook that night thanks to the number of viewers leaning forward in their seats with hands over their mouths and awe in their eyes 😂💖
But really though, there will NEVER be proper explanation for what happened in ep 5 other than Loki's canonical impulse to impress Mobius at any given moment finally extending to 90s Hugh Grant rom com territory (as anything should, tbh) or it being a hint that on Don's timeline he'll eventually meet *his* Loki and the two of them will settle into suburbia with the kids and jet ski off into the sunset as fandom intended and I'm personally fine with either option lol
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