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slutforlustblog · 7 months
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Grelod the Kind: Have you ever experienced any major childhood trauma?
Aventus Aretino: No.
Grelod the Kind: I can fix that.
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eyes-of-laura-mars · 2 months
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WHY DO WE NEED A MADONNA BIOPIC WHEN WE HAVE THE FLAWLESS TERUMI MATTHEWS ONE FROM THE 90'S?
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fadedfuneral · 5 months
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dolores-hazy · 1 year
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Uncomplicated by Rory has been stuck in my head all week. It’s way too relatable at parts. I know you could make an awesome poem out of it.
Things were simpler
Before puberty hit me with
Pimples and curves I wanted to hide
When the biggest imposition I could see
Was what I thought other people
Thought of me--so self-conscious yet
Blissed out in ignorance not inferring
How innocent I actually was, playing
Sk8er Boi over and over again
Daydreaming about just a kiss
From my own skater boy crush
I felt so much but still out
Of touch and the biggest rush
Came from riding in cars with
Windows down singing to the radio
At the top of my lungs
Some parts I miss more than I can explain
But others I wouldn't want back for anything
While growing comes with pains and knowing
Takes its toll, I'd rather bear the strain
Than be caught in an unaware undertow
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cringefaecompilation · 4 months
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taliesin stop recapping episode 81 and start talking about candela, sheesh
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howifeltabouthim · 4 months
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The times when I'd still felt like a girl, when I could still pretend that I hadn't flushed myself down a drain. Now it was time to tell her when the rot set in.
Lisa Taddeo, from Animal
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shivanarcissus · 11 months
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INNOCENCE : The First Single. Out now. Everywhere.
[Artwork by Bin Chen]
🔗 Spotify 🔗 Apple Music 🔗 YouTube
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slutforlustblog · 1 year
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Aventus Aretino: I am fine, thank you for asking!
Aventus: Though recently there has been a darkness growing within me.
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fortheloveofapples · 6 months
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Apparently growing up means being let in on all the messed up stuff your relatives go through
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newx-menfan · 2 years
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One of the reasons I dislike Liu’s “X-23 (2011)” series besides screwing over Surge/Hellion….
It’s obvious that Liu did her research when writing this- it’s never really a question if she didn’t KNOW the canon; she just didn’t LIKE it…
Laura CLEARLY went on a rollercoaster with Megan…
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So why is it that she has zero memory of this with Logan in Liu’s book?
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I know people will say that this is simply a tiny mistake…but I would argue it’s Liu purposely going out of her way to undermine Laura’s previous relationship with Megan Kinney and the importance of their bond.
Part of the reason I SAY that is because Liu REPEATEDLY does this, and not just with Laura’s dynamic with Hellion…
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THIS statement by Laura makes absolutely NO SENSE when you consider that Ororo, Dust, Anole, AND Hellion all stuck up FOR LAURA and are trying to help her in “Killing Dream”…
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The only people really singling her out are Surge and Rockslide…NO ONE ELSE was judging Laura; while you could argue Laura felt like she couldn’t “become a new person” after Scott put her on “X-Force” (despite knowing it wasn’t good for her) and that she felt like being an X-Men was just keeping her from growing…
It still feels a bit strange when you remember moments like this-
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Here’s Laura sitting at a coffee shop- more or less “GROWING” as a person.
This attitude of “I had no real friends at Xaviers” continues in Avengers Academy, again with the plot point that AA will help Laura “Grow” more that she ever could at Xaviers…and truthfully this just kind of makes Laura seem uncaring and cold to people who were just GENUINELY TRYING TO BE NICE TO HER….
Liu WANTED Laura’s main relationships to be- Gambit, Wolverine, and Jubilee; and seems to have very little respect for the prior canon established BY her creator-> Craig Kyle….
Liu didn’t LIKE the NXM or even Megan, in my opinion, because it’s not the “fairy tail” version of friendship; they’re not the friends or family who always say and do the right thing, but REAL PEOPLE who try their best with what they have.
All of the relationships Liu features ARE the ideal-> Gambit is the perfect father figure who knows just how to help Laura, Jubilee is basically the Manic Pixie Dream Girl who cheers Laura up from her despair and always says the right thing, Logan is the repentant father trying to make amends, and all the guest characters except for the NXM LOVE Laura…
Liu focuses on the idea that “Growth” equals relationships more or less being perfect all the time and never having any sort of real conflict.
When Laura DOES have conflict with people, like Surge objecting to X-Force and feeling betrayed or Julian feeling depressed and like Laura abandoned him-> it’s represented as “bad” and something Laura must give up if she wants to “grow”, instead of a disagreement that needs to be worked on and talked about.
Another example is when Liu decides to use the trigger scent, for example, she AGAIN ignores established canon because the story of it affecting a large group of people is more important than how the trigger scent was established to work previously….
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This isn’t to say I don’t LIKE things about Liu’s run- her Miss Sinister is amazing, Laura’s self harm and history with human trafficking is well handled, and several story arcs in the series are great…
BUT I dislike how little she cares about prior characterizations and canon, heaps on the “Laura is SAD” backstories to an already pretty sad and sympathetic character to make her even MORE sympathetic and SAD (the puppy thing and Surge bullying was A BIT MUCH, in my opinion), and this often feels like it was the start of Laura’s problems with consistent representation, tying her more and more to Logan, and not having a regular secondary supporting cast….
I think of comic book writing like doing improv; when someone gives you a time/place/characters/conflict….you just kind of have to go with it.
When you’re working for a company, that has established characters and canon; you are agreeing essentially to continue that previously established canon when you agree to work there.
THIS is the core reason I STRUGGLE WITH Liu’s run and don’t agree that she was “the best X-23 writer”; I just don’t feel like she was respectful to Kyle’s previous work.
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I often hear people say Liu “healed” Laura, where Kyle/Yost made Laura run in circles; heaping on her trauma after trauma…that under KYOST pen, all Laura was, WAS her trauma…
I really disagree with that take, much like I would disagree with people saying Claremont giving his characters tribulations was “torturing characters”; Laura struggling is what made her relatable. Issues like depression, PTSD, self harm, ect….are all typically life long struggles, something many people struggle with, and not something that CAN be immediately fixed. The reality is, progress doesn’t really follow a clear trajectory; there’s a lot of ups and downs and in-betweens.
KYOST wrote Laura as a complex person, slowly working through her personal demons along with going through a new set of conflicts- feeling attracted to someone for the first time, figuring out her moral stance on killing, ect…Under KYOST, you live with a constant murky ambiguity with Laura; where Laura seems to make a ton of progress in NXM…she then regresses in X-Force. She develops a family with Debbie and Megan…only to lose that family. You’re never really sure if she is going to be able to move past the self harm or the trigger scent affecting her; because the reality with most BAD HABITS and unhealthy emotional responses are-> they are very hard to break.
I don’t agree with the stance that many Liu fans have that Laura under KYOST was “the sad/quiet self harmer” -> Laura is a character that just happens to struggle with self harm and mental illness.
I oftentimes feel like Liu went into this series with the attitude that she needed to “FIX” Laura, she needed to “FIX” the problems KYOST made; you see that in her scraping Laura’s prior relationships because it’s friendships with equally flawed people, having Laura miraculously stop self harming because of the support from Gambit and CO, Logan magically admitting to failing as a “father”, and Laura moving on with her life.
Tom Taylor continues this by removing the effects of the trigger scent, killing Kimura, giving Laura the family she never had, and basically removing any and all conflicts for Laura.
Yet both Taylor and Liu are so focused on “fixing” Laura; that I don’t ever feel like they bother to answer the question-> who IS Laura?
The reality is, life and relationships ARE hard. You can make good and bad decisions at the same time, relationships with people can be equally disappointing and fulfilling, and you can grow and regress in the very same moment.
Liu doesn’t respect Kyle’s writing because Craig Kyle refused to give Laura, “A Happily Ever After”; yet the hard reality is… “A Happily Ever After” doesn’t REALLY exist, that sometimes in life we just have to compromise and learn to meet life halfway.
People don’t often understand you perfectly, or know what to say or do in that moment to help you; that doesn’t mean they don’t care about you…it just means they are human, with their own sets of conflicts and tribulations. In many ways, I think it is a childish notion for someone to desire that…that what you are really asking for, is essentially FOR people to be perfect and for their lives to solely revolve around you.
So that’s why I struggle a lot with Liu’s run and often complain about Taylor’s…because I think it’s two writers who never quite understood just what Kyle WAS trying to accomplish with Laura-> showing that life and relationships aren’t always perfect…but are still rewarding in an imperfect way.
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ayda--demir · 11 months
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Innocence Lost
When: May 26, 2023 - 20:25
Where: Haringey Türk Toplum Merkezi
Ayda made her way back into the gym with a tray of baked goods from Mrs. Aksoy, the extras that were stored in the kitchen, to replenish the table. The dance had been going on for two hours and was almost done for the night. Everything was going as planned. She could hear laughter fill the air when the song changed. She watched them dance. 
She watched them be kids and it filled her heart with joy. 
It took reaching out to nearly a dozen DJ’s that she finally found one that agreed to do it for free. Ayda almost gave up hope of finding one, or one that was at least in their budget, when this miracle happened. She thanked Allah that there was still some goodness out there, that greed and money didn’t corrupt all. 
There were still people who wanted to give back to their community. 
When he showed up to set up, Ayda learned that it was someone she went to school with. She vaguely remembered him, but their circles were completely different and given her last name – not many approached her outside of her group. Also didn’t help that she had four brothers, plus two bodyguards, and a crazy ass friend that would shank anyone that hurt her. 
How she missed them all. 
“Zeynep.” She smiled at the blue eyed girl that came to help her bring the trays out. “You should be dancing. Go have fun, I have this.” Stubborn, which she quickly learnt when she started to volunteer here, the girl had plucked the trays from her hands and went to put them down. How she reminded her of herself, but she knew they would get out of Haringey. The teen had a bright future in front of her and Ayda  was going to make sure it happened.
She would be these teens' guardian angel. 
Her eyes floated across the floor and she saw Amélie on the other side. Their first meeting was one that she wouldn’t forget, but it was their desire to give back to others that seemed to draw them to a semi-friendship. She didn’t know what it was, but knew it could grow to a real friendship over time. The Turk gave her a smile and a small wave. She watched some of the boys saunter over to the blonde with their eager ego’s to try to sweet talk her. Oh, how she felt sorry for her, but found it amusing. It was harmless and Zeynep was right there to shoo them away when it was getting too much; more so when she saw the blonde flustered.
The brunette danced herself around the group in the middle of the dance floor, going to speak with the DJ about calling the last song in three songs to wrap up the night. Friday nights in Haringey after a certain time wasn’t the safest and she wanted to make sure all the teens were home before then. 
BANG. BANG.
The sound erupts inside the gym the second the doors are opened, two teens running into the gym, screaming with their hands over their hands. A few more steps in and they dropped to the ground. 
Ayda ducked down quickly beside the edge of the DJ table. 
“Herkes aşağı!” She yelled, repeating over and over until they were all dropped to the ground. Her heart hammered against her chest and all that mattered to her was to make sure all of them were safe. To keep them safe in the gym.
The music came to an abrupt end and she stood up. 
“Burada. Burada. Burada.” She waves the teens to the doors that lead into the community center and further into safety. It was when the last one went through the doors that she noticed one was missing. Her eyes flickered to the outside doors where the two teens came running in and panic hit her like a brick wall. 
Without thinking she sprinted towards the door, not caring that the sounds of gunfire continued to ring outside. She slammed open the doors, her eyes scanning the area until she saw the girl hiding behind a car right in front of her at the curb, looking at her in sheer horror as she stared back 
“Zeynep, orada kal.” She ordered the teen to stay, six people on their side of the road and there were some on the other side using the cars to hide behind, firing at each other. From the languages she heard, she clearly made out Russian and the other, it had to be French. There were a few words that stuck out. 
Ayda slowly made her way down, jumping over the rail to be able to duck and hide if she needed to. Her heart broke watching the tears slide down the teens cheeks, the silent pleading for help, and she even swore she heard the girl praying. 
One of the gang members moved over to where the scared teen was hiding, looking at her with total disgust before he ignored her and went back to the enemies on the other side. She was so close to reaching her and then what happened next…
Nothing could ever prepare her for. 
Zeynep panicked, unable to hold her resistance and bolted. Guns scared her and when she stood to run to Ayda, a bullet soared in the air from the other side and pierced through her back coming out through her chest.
A cry broke in the air and she rushed towards the girl before she could hit the ground, wrapping her arms tightly around her and her own tears burst free. There was too much blood, too much, and that wasn’t a good thing. 
“Zeynep,” she screamed, both of them fell to the ground, Ayda on her knees cradling the girl to her chest. “Allah, no.” A hand moves to turn the girl's face to herself and she can see it, the light starting to fade from her eyes. “Stay with me, evet. You are strong.” Her voice cracking each word she utters through her sobbing. 
Sirens can be heard in the background, fading for her as the only thing she can hear is the beating of the girl's heart start to slow. She didn’t notice when the gang members took off or when a crowd started to form. 
Her only focus was on Zeynep and praying for some miracle that death wouldn’t be her fate. 
“Aileme onları sevdiğimi söyle.” The teen barely whispers before Ayda felt her body grow limp in her arms. She pulls the girl closer to her, rocking back and forth, crying and begging that this wasn’t happening, that it was only a nightmare and she would wake up from it. 
It wasn’t until a body started to pull her away from the teen that she knew this was a reality. 
“Hayir, hayir. Kurtulmak. Onu götürme.” She pleads, trying to break free from their grasp, watching Zeynep be taken away through blurry tear filled eyes. 
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oh my, my innocence was wiped as soon as i clicked on the xavier thorpe tag of tumblr.
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lavideenrose · 1 year
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Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.
From Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas
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howifeltabouthim · 2 years
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But this piercing reminder came with a whiff of a far-off home, a lost home, a lost childhood.
Iris Murdoch, from The Philosopher’s Pupil
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