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procrastinatingalways · 2 months
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My latest post on AO3 is not a fic but an overview of labor statistics for Call the Midwife Series 1-12. You can get a quick look at the mums, birth locations, if it was on screen, nurses/doctors present, baby number and gender, and any other medical notes. I was doing this for my own fic writing but thought I would share for any others who might find it helpful.
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miss-ute · 1 year
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sisterjulienne · 2 months
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Sr MC: What was it Julian of Norwich wrote..? Not the thing about ‘all shall be well’. Not that. Because I can't believe that any more.
Sr J: She wrote, "God did not say thou shalt not be tempested, thou shalt not be travailed…thou shalt not be diseased…”
Sr MJ: "But he said, thou shall not be overcome."
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~ Series 6 Ep 1
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queenkenzo24 · 5 months
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[Trigger Warning for Sexual Assault] For context, my mother and I have been watching call the midwife together, but I’ve seen the whole series. I just wanted to get the opinion of some of you on here about a view my mother has that I’ve never thought about. When Sister Mary Cynthia gets attacked, I kind of took her at her word that she wasn’t raped. I never thought about the issue further but my mom has a theory that she was and she didn’t want to tell anyone else about it. If you look at her actions from that perspective it kind of makes sense. She really wanted to take a bath immediately following the attack, but she didn’t want to be naked. In the episodes following the attack, she’s trying to cover up as much as possible by wearing that cardigan/sweater all the time. What do you guys think?
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drandnurseturner · 2 years
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I recently commented on a FB post in one of the CTM groups. The post was advertising an unofficial podcast for the show about three “super fans” doing a rewatch.I was excited and began listening this weekend.
I could not make it 10 minutes. I had to turn it off. In my comment, I gave an honest and respectful review. Guess what! It was deleted and I was tagged for breaking the rules of the group.
I have since messaged an admin expressing how wrong this was. No different than disagreeing with someone about an episode or character.
What did I comment? I wish I had copied it but here’s about what I wrote: (I was relying to someone asking if it was a podcast)
“Yes, it’s a podcast. I have to be honest, I was disappointed. I listened this weekend and couldn’t make it 10 minutes. I don’t want to be disrespectful to the women who do this, but they didn’t know the names of characters and their commentary seemed very insensitive for the issues for the time period. After all, it is based on real life events. I appreciate them putting this together, but I didn’t like it”
That’s not exactly what I wrote. I feel that it was even more respectful than that. Either way, it was honest.
I was going to give a break down but no. Here’s a rant instead:
Don’t say you’re a “super fan”! That’s misleading. You don’t even know characters or actors names! Don’t make fun of how difficult the times were. These were real people. They couldn’t just replace their mattress after a birth. (Mind you this is the first episode they are reviewing. 1957 so it was very bad situations compared to how things have become)
And leave Sister Monica Joan alone!! She’s not a selfish bitch! WTH?!
Do your research! Take time to understand the true meaning of this show. I believe a podcast like that should have much more meaning than poking fun. I guess my brain in wired a different way when it comes to critiquing movies and television since I was studied film.
I have watched every episode multiple times. I just did a second watch of this last season. I’ve watched as many docs as I can, plus been a part of this community for a while. I feel everything I have come to understand either they didn’t try or if just went over their heads.
I have so much respect for Heidi and all of the research they all do for this show.
I think the show deserves a podcast that brings something like that to light in each episode. Information about the times and links to the books for the earlier seasons. General knowledge at least about the people you speak of.
Who’s willing to do that?! Haha
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Byrony Hannah and Naoko Mori are both in the fourth episode of Sister Boniface, and I have just remembered how much I loved Toshiko Sato and (Sister Mary) Cynthia Miller.
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fixomnia-scribble · 5 months
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I am on cold medication at the moment, so the concept of Call The Old Guard Midwife not only hit my brain HARD just now, but makes perfect sense.
More-or-less deathless social justice crusaders find a way to do their thing in broad daylight while being a beloved and integral part of the community? Yep.
"No, that's not Sister Elizabeth, that's Sister Helen. Sister Elizabeth passed away twenty years ago, remember? But Sister Helen has come to us with many of the same skills. We are fortunate indeed."
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lhaagain · 2 years
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@sicktember Prompt 20 - Cold Sweat
Set between S6:E5 & E6
Julienne woke up with a start. Her heart was racing, her pulse pounding in her ears as she gasped for air. The sense of terror, of utter desolation, of the dark encroaching with all the evil it contained had followed her out of the nightmare. Again. She lay perfectly still. listening to the sound of her own breathing in the darkness and trying to focus on calming down. She could feel the rapidly cooling sweat pooling on her skin and as though noticing it set off the reaction, she started to shake.
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eternal-love · 3 months
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Austin and Me
“Wife to the ‘king’. Icon to the world. Destined for more.”
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Summary: At 18 years old, she fell in love with Austin, at 20 years old, she became his wife, by 22, she was his doll. In which Cynthia’s life changed drastically after falling head over heels with a man that promised her the moon and the stars. She takes us down the memory lane of what could’ve been— the perfect marriage.
Inspired by the book: Elvis and Me by Priscilla Presley.
I do not condemn any of the portrayals I decide to do about certain people, it’s just fanfiction. And it would be divided in parts.
English isn’t my first language so I’m trying my best!
It was one hot day in California, June 13th, 2023. I was packing my stuff while he slept peacefully, as if nothing was happening around him. I had to wake him up, if not then he’d resent me for the rest of his life. I opened the blind right beside our bed, letting the sunlight enter aggressively and making him slowly open his eyes and speak groggily.
“Baby— what’re you doing?” He spoke as he was still lying in bed, I sat besides him and started putting some small stuff from my nightstand inside my velvet box.
I dreaded to say this for a long time, I wasn’t an insensitive or cruel woman, if I could I would like to take pain away from the world but we had reached my breaking point and not any kind of reconciliation would work now. I took a deep breath and turned my head harshly towards him and said the words that would torture me forever.
“I’m leaving.”
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All my life I’ve been going back and forth between México and L.A, it’s been my two homes since I can remember. I was born to a new formed family, my mother met my dad when she already had a baby which was my sister, and since then my parents had two more kids.
I’ve always dreamt of being an actress, ever since my father forced me to watch ‘Viva Las Vegas!’ and ‘King Creole’ with him. For two years, my innocent little me actually believed Elvis was still alive and somehow young, so my dream was to act besides him. I cried hours when my older sister told me Elvis had died decades ago.
My parents always told me that acting was a waste of time and that I wouldn’t make it, not because I wasn’t talented but because out there, there were people that were the same or even more talented than me.
But somehow, I was making it, I had my debut when I was 14 years old and since then I was constantly booked— I adored doing any sort of horror movies, I was a scream queen if you know what I mean.
Once I turned 18 years old, my career was stable, I wasn’t no A-Lister but people at least recognized me, that’s when I was invited to a party, which obviously— my parents didn’t want me to go, they were very strict when it came to permissions, specially when those permissions involved other actors.
“You want us to let you go to a party with other actors?” My mom asked rhetorically as we were setting the table for dinner.
“Absolutely not.” My father interrupted firmly, he was quite strict.
“It’s the weekend, why can’t I go? I’ll be with Elle and her sister.” Hollywood was separated from my family life, my parents didn’t like hearing about actors or nothing, just me and my movies.
“Who are those people, we don’t know them. So no.” My mother was harsh whenever she wanted to, and I get now their distress of being adamant to not let me go to that party, I wish I had listened to them.
I was a girl that was sheltered all her life, so with a sigh and pout I walked to my room, mumbling some cuss words as I knew it would be difficult to convince them.
Surprisingly, Elle and Dakota convinced them, Dakota was older, she had been an adult for quite some time and she knew how Hollywood worked. Freaking out I waited for the day and picked up something from my closet, which now seemed to be all wrong in the eyes of an excited me.
Vintage clothing, go-go boots, Mary Jane heels. I chose something I could work with. I chose a 60s baby blue dress, it only reached mid my thighs so I knew it was good, I grabbed some blue heels too and for my hair I went all out as always, I liked the 60s, my fashion icons were women from that era so I teased my hair to the high heavens, creating a bouffant, my makeup was also heavy around the eyes, black eyeliner and two pairs of falsies, I liked it. I smiled once I saw myself in the mirror, this was me.
The party was surprisingly chill, nothing like the parties I heard about so I was comfortable but I stuck out like a sore thumb, I started to regret going all in on my own style until I saw him. Long blond hair, tall, blue eyes, perfect nose and he was wearing black pants and a white tee. I recognized him immediately, not only was he Hudgens’ ex but he was also the guy that was on one of my favorite movies: Sharpay’s Fabulous Adventure.
We stared at each other for some long minutes, until he finally got closer to me.
“Hey— I know ya. You’re the girl from that movie about the psychotic grandparents.” He said playfully, he pushed his hair back.
“I am. Cynthia.” I extended my hand shyly and he accepted it, shaking it and squeezing it a little bit. I was not a fan of the long hair but he looked handsome enough.
Austin knew my age but there’s no problem on asking, once he knew I was legal enough, he hit it off right away. Austin couldn’t help but eye my whole look which made me think he was judging me.
“I like your dress.” Austin laughed. Feeling embarrassed, I snapped at him.
“I don’t even even know why I decided to wear this stupid dress and stupid hair today!” I snapped harshly, which only made him laugh.
“Little girl has some spunk.” He joked which made me feel even more embarrassed after snapping at him.
“Thanks.” I rolled my eyes playfully. He was 7 years older, for some reason he acted as if he was 20 years my senior.
Since that night, we both started seeing each other. He was my first real boyfriend— I think he liked that, he liked the idea of teaching me what love was, he felt that responsibility.
My parents weren’t at all okay with my relationship, for some reason they said that no relationship with an actor could ever turn right. Once again I wish I had listened to them. He trusted me enough to talk about his late mom with me, when we were in his room after an hour of being intimate or whatever we were doing.
“I wish my mom could’ve met you. She would’ve really liked you.” Austin whispered to me in full confidence, he felt like I was the kind of gal his mother always wanted for him, not someone like Vanessa.
“I wish I could’ve met her too.” I whispered back to him softly, I hated seeing him with tears in his eyes while he talked about his mom because I didn’t know how to comfort him.
“She was my whole world… my mama.” Austin rubbed his eyes and sniffed some tears, I tried cuddling closer to him.
Take my advice here: never date a mama’s boy.
“Why you? Why can’t he go back to dating women older than him? You’re only 18.” My mom nagged me, sometimes I felt bad because not only did she have to worry about me but also for my younger sibling, who were barely even teenagers.
“He’s not like you imagine, mami.” I tried excuses for my relationship, they didn’t even know him that well to judge him.
“Oh really? He’s just another damn white actor. Tu crees que tu papá va a dejar que te cases con alguien cómo Austin? (Do you think your father will allow you to marry someone like Austin?)”
I stayed silent, marriage had not been discussed by Austin and I, we were still in the honeymoon phase of the relationship. I was happy— we were happy. Out first Valentine Day’s was amazing and it made things finally official to everyone. Austin gave me this beautiful locket with his picture inside, great gift.
I think he also liked that things were pretty much private between us, I barely posted him on my Instagram since he barely posted me on his, he liked that I wasn’t loud, bitching and moaning about our relationship.
“Should I marry her?” Austin asked his older sister, Ashley, who was engaged herself.
“I don’t know, Aus. She’s not your type.” Ashley never really liked me, she was weirdly a Trump supporter and well— it’s not like Trump was the most inclusive person.
“She’s exactly my type, she’s not bossy or loud. She’s a brunette— well I would rather her being more natural and drop the jet black hair. But she’s exactly what I want.” Austin said.
“You do whatever you want, just remember that marriage ties you down. Don’t let her cut your wings.”
I was 19 years old— marriage was the last thing on my mind. I was happy with my career and surely acting in more stuff gave me more fame and people started to recognize me more. But every action has its consequences and not wrapping it before tapping it caught up to us.
Have you guys heard of shotgun weddings? Well us was in some way. But the wedding should be another part of this.
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So, this is the beginning. Austin will be kind of an asshole just cause his behavior is kinda inspired by Elvis.
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bookcub · 4 months
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Best Books of 2023
I've already written quite a bit about these books and have a tag #best books of 2023 where I also include my honorable mentions, so here is a rapid fire of my best books of the year!
The Last Tale of the Flower Bride by Roshani Chokshi
The Magic Fish by Trung Le Nguyen
Little Thieves by Margaret Owen
The Daevabad Trilogy by S.A. Chakraborty
Kindred by Octavia Butler
Spinning Silver by Naomi Novik
Refusing Compulsory Sexuality: A Black Asexual's Lens on Our Sex-Obsessed Culture by Sherronda J Brown
The Adventures of Amina al-Sirafi by Shannon Chakraborty
Family Lore by Elizabeth Acevedo
The Feast Makers by H. A. Clarke
The Mirror Season by Anne-Marie McLemore
In the Dream House by Carmen Maria Machado
They Called Us Enemy by George Takei
Painted Devils by Margaret Owen
Sisters of the Neversea by Cynthia Leitich Smith
The Golem and the Jinni by Helene Wecker
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metamorphesque · 1 year
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Hi!! Wondering if you have any recs for poetry about siblings? Have an awesome day <33
Thank you, sweetheart, you too! 🌼
poetry recommendations
In Praise of My Sister by Wisława Szymborska
My Brother at 3 A.M. by Natalie Diaz
The Hinge by Cynthia Cruz
The Sister Karamazov by Katie Hartsock
Elegy for My Sister by Sherod Santos
Green, Green is My Sister’s House by Mary Oliver
After My Brother’s Death, I Reflect on the Iliad by Elisa Gonzalez
What the Living Do by Marie Howe
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light-miracles · 1 year
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Bellice brainrot, help
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Role Reversal AU: Vampire Bella + Human Alice
Bella Cullen & Mary Alice Brandon
(Cynthia is somewhere else being spoiled by Esme, but fully supports her older sister getting a vampire gf)
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impossiblyizzy · 4 months
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I love every time new girls get introduced on CtM but that doesn't mean I don't miss Lucille and Sister Frances and Sister Mildred and Valerie and Barbara and Sister Winifred and Patsy and Deliah and Sister Mary Cynthia and Chummy. but not Jenny because I have to listen to her opinions every episode
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battyaboutbooksreviews · 11 months
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Queer Books for May 2023
🦇 Good morning to my lovely bookish bats, goddess, babes, and dragons! There are so many diverse, entertaining queer books coming out (hehe) this May! I've only listed a few, so feel free to give a shout-out to others you've read this month!
✨ Books Listed: ❤️ Stars Collide by Rachel Lacey 🧡 Chain Gang All Stars by Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah 💛 Imogen, Obviously by Becky Albertalli 💚 Dragonfall by Laura Lam 💙 I Like Me Better by Robby Weber 💜 The Unstoppable Bridget Bloom by Allison L. Bitz 🖤 Lose You to Find Me by Erik J. Brown ❤️ Margo Zimmerman Gets the Girl by Sara Waxelbaum and Brianna R. Shrum @sarataylorwoods 🧡 Solitaire by Alice Oseman 💛 Bitterthorn by Kat Dunn 💚 Ander and Santi Were Here by Jonny Garza Villa 💙 Homebodies by Tembe Denton-Hurst 💜 Chasing Pacquiao by Rod A. Pulido 🖤 A Shadow Crown by Melissa Blair ❤️ Only This Beautiful Moment by Abdi Nazemian 🧡 You Don't Have a Shot by Racquel Marie 💛 Breakup, Makeup by Stacey Anthony 💚 They Hate Each Other by Amanda Woody 💙 If Tomorrow Doesn't Come by Jen St. Jude 💜 The Princess and the Grilled Cheese Sandwich by Deya Muniz 🖤 The Problem With Perfect by Philip William Stover ❤️ Paper Planes by Jennie Wood 🧡 Fake Dates and Mooncakes by Sher Lee 💛 Transmogrify!: 14 Fantastical Tales of Trans Magic by (Anthology) 💚 The Beautiful Something Else by Ash Van Otterloo 💙 As Long As We’re Together by Brianna Peppins 💜 Venom & Vow by Anna-Marie McLemore and Elliott McLemore 🖤 Always Emilie by Alyson Root ❤️ Love at First Set by Jennifer Dugan 🧡 If You Still Recognize Me by Cynthia So 💛 The Luis Ortega Survival Club by Sonora Reyes 💚 City of Vicious Night by Claire Winn 💙 The Girl Next Door by Cecilia Vinesse 💜 Forever Is Now by Mariama J. Lockington 🖤 That Summer Feeling by Bridget Morrissey ❤️ Ink Blood Sister Scribe by Emma Törzs
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Do you think Alice cares about her human life/human mom/human sister? She seemed a little emotionless when she said she used to have a sister (Cynthia) in New Moon. Like if she were dissociating or something. What do you think?
I imagine she's ambivalent.
The thing is she doesn't know these people. Mary Alice Brandon was sent to an insane asylum by her family and died there. Yes, she had a little sister, but that woman is now long since dead and it's someone Alice doesn't even remember.
Alice had this whole life she knew nothing about, had no attachment to, and now she's looking at its aftermath long after the fact and wondering if she should feel anything about it.
I don't think Alice is repressing or disassociating anything, I think it's a very natural reaction to being told you had this life you don't remember who involve people who are long dead whom you may or may not have cared greatly about.
I think the Mary Alice Brandon story, if anything, cemented for Alice that she is "Alice" who has no attachment to her human past at all. Whatever she might have had, whatever might have been, is lost to her and always will be.
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speaksleazy · 4 months
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⚠︎ ⟮ NPTs ⟯ ... Murder_drones.mp3 ⟩ Cyn
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﹫ ❲ Requested by anonymous ❳
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「 NAMES 」
Cyn / Sin, Cynthia / Sinthia, Doily / Doilie¹, Marnierre², Salem, Marianne, Marie Anne, Lady, Doll / Dolly / Dollie, Cutlerie³, Sweetie, Belle, Bow, Lacy / Lacie / Lace, Ribbon, Sash, Felicity, Lolita, Teacup, Porcelain / Porcelynn, Silver, Delilah, Velvet / Velvette, Paisley / Paislie, Creepie, Leslie, Rose / Rosie, Pearl, Opal, Filistata⁴, Dear / Dearie, Ciel, Jacqueline / Jacquelynne², Curtsy, Embroiderie⁵, Boudreaux², Envy, Violynne⁶
¹ After doilies. ² French. ³ After cutlery. ⁴ A kind of arachnid. ⁵ After embroidery. ⁶ After violins.
「 PRONOUNS 」
Che/Cher/Cherie, Fem/Femme, Goth/Gothic, Maid/Maids, Sweet/Sweeties, Solve/Solvers, Wyrm/Wyrms, Eldritch/Eldritchs, See/Seer, Fabric/Fabrics, Sh3/H3r, Dear/Dearie, Error/404, 404/404s, Glitch/Glitches, Tick/Tock, Sh_/H_r, X/Xs, Stitch/Stitches,🪞/🪞s, 🥂/🥂s, ☕/☕s, ⚠️/⚠️s, ⚠︎/⚠︎s
「 TITLES 」
The Lady / Gentleman of the mansion / manor, The absolute solver of fabrics, ( Prn ) with a golden stare, The most elegant robot / drone / android, His / N's little sister, The sweetest / cutest / most adorable younger sister, The little girl / ( Label ) with a dark secret, ( Prn ) with a dark secret, ( Prn ) who is attending the gala, ( Prn ) who is hosting a tea party, ( Prn) who is playing with ( prn ) dolls, ( Prn ) eldritch form
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