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tenpa replied to your post: what a good wonderful perfect day

Awesome! What’s the essay about?

Comparing a classic fairy tale (pre-20th century) with a modern adaptation, either text or film. :D I asked the prof in class today how much leeway I could have in interpreting the text or film bit (can I use the comic fables? can i use an episode of once upon a time? what about fractured fairy tales a la an episode of the tenth kingdom? what about a book long expansion like ella enchanted? is it okay i have literally just asked you like half a dozen questions in a row because i want to cover all my bases? :DDDDDDD) and I feel like there’s a good chance I could get Princess Tutu or Utena approved!

This is so exciting!

i could also potentially use revolutionary girl utena!

oh my god

oh my god

dear tumblefolk

i have just realized

that i can legitimately use princess tutu as a source for my upcoming children’s lit essay

(via hotelsongs)

(via hotelsongs)

anyone ever been stressed out about a problem for a really long time

and it resolved itself

but for some reason your body refuses to believe it, like you keep randomly feeling sick and nervous

and you’re like ???? but everything’s better? we can stop freaking out now?

how do you deal with completely causeless anxiety?

sativa-cyb0rg:

Rihanna’s “You Da One” acapella vocal, over the instrumental to Ke$ha’s “We R Who We R”.

This is fucking awesome.

(via hotelsongs)

mimaveil asked: "and the deeply unfortunate mess that was mr. bates, like wow dude, you’re so lucky anna loves you, it is the only thing that gives me pause when i consider game of thrones aus where you die in the first chapter" >> GoT DA crossovers?? where where wheeeere {also, hello! you have good taste in ambitious servants and sybil pairings / branson pissed me off in s2 and now i don't even hate-ship him with thomas}

it exists…in my head? >_> oh man i should have been clear i was just idly fantasizing, I’m sad I can’t actually link you to a game of thrones/dowton abbey crossover now. here is some head canon though: bates would die in approximately three seconds, vera would make it to the end on viciousness alone (some time to think has made me decide i’m pro-vera, her entire purpose is to be a life ruiner and I refuse to play by those rules), thomas would social climb like a boss and at some point would meet and hate littlefinger (I might be projecting here but he would), and I am torn between curiosity about what Mary would be like as a Lannister and refusing the idea because I think the answer would be deeply unhappy. Imagine if Cersei was her sister though, wouldn’t that be amazing? Maybe Crowley should be a house in this hypothetical crossover and Cersei part of it. LOTS OF POSSIBILITIES UP IN HERE.

okay i’m going to bed but this is a post to remind myself that i want to discuss downton abbey’s season 2 ships on saturday

in particular the (unfortunate) parallels between daisy/william and sybil/branson

and how one of the few things that saves daisy/william for me is his dad adopting her because that was so sweet i couldn’t resent it any more

also maybe talk about the anti-ambition thing it had going on this season with ethel and thomas

and the deeply unfortunate mess that was mr. bates, like wow dude, you’re so lucky anna loves you, it is the only thing that gives me pause when i consider game of thrones aus where you die in the first chapter

and maybe the downton dude problem in general

geez branson/bates/mr. crawley/(sort of)william

geez

drmadwoman:

More headcanon, just random bits and pieces because I haven’t the mental/emotional strength to look at Sarah-Cora dynamics, and also my roomie took the TV back with her so I can’t watch Downton Abbey as easily.

SO, let us begin with some childhood stuffs:

When she was little, Sarah never liked fairy tales or nursery rhymes, and she dislikes fiction to this day. In her mind, reading is for gathering knowledge, and one can’t waste time on fanciful things when there’s a whole world filled with real, fascinating stuff/useful information about certain uppity idiots that will come in handy later…

When she has time to read, she prefers books about the flora and fauna of far off places (Africa and its lions in particular). She’s not much interested in people- just animals. She chalks this up to growing up on a farm (though she has a lasting resentment of cows, as it was her job to get up bloody early in the morning to milk the fecking things). Aside from animals, Sarah has a fascination with star constellations that started at an early age.

One of her favorite gifts she ever received as a child was a set of star maps/charts that her dad gruffly handed to her over the breakfast table on her twelfth birthday. She occasionally would drag her brothers outside once their parents went to sleep to see if they could spot Orion or whatnot.

More childhood stuff: her older brother Brendan is very, very rule-oriented. Sarah is not. One might go so far as to say that Sarah has…selective obedience. She’ll follow a rule or a law if she can see a purpose/it doesn’t get in her way/there’s a copper right in the area, but otherwise she bends them as far as they’ll go.

Not Brendan. Often the pair of them would clash as wee things and teenagers because Brendan would be trying to get Sarah to behave and Sarah would tell him to go get stuffed (Sarah was like this with everyone who wasn’t her mother or father; at school she was easily the brightest kid there, but she spent half of her time standing on one foot in the corner because she just could not take orders). When Sarah first met Charles Carson she started blanking out in horror because oh god he’s just like Dan I am in hell.

Sarah, baby, I think you chose the wrong profession; you are entirely too prickly to take orders, no wonder you resent the hell out of the others. XD

Before the Soap Incident, Sarah used to go home to her family; fuss over Mikey, confer with Brendan over how the homestead is being run (because his wife is sweet but next to useless), kick Joseph under the table at dinner time like when they were kids, pretend to listen to her mother prattle on while bobbing her head at the appropriate times. So on and so forth.

After the Soap Incident she avoids going back- she can’t look any of her kin in the eyes, can’t bear to think of being near her nieces and nephews for fear of hurting or tainting them with her presence. Feels sick at the idea of Mikey- who she rocked to sleep and dandled on her knee- hugging her and trusting her. And this is painful for her, because she fucking loves her family. All Sarah’s life she’s been taught the only people you can fully trust are your family (and even then it’s sometimes touch and go), so she’s isolating herself due to shame and punishing herself and it’s killing her almost as much as the guilt itself is.

Since the miscarriage and the beginning of the war she’s come home only twice; once late in 1914, when Mikey was sent home on leave and his nightmares were so horrible no one else could calm him, and thus Sarah rushed over to look after him for a week or so. The second time was in 1915, when they shipped what was left of Mikey home in a pine box.

Coworker headcanon: Sarah secretly (or not, she’s Sarah, who am I kidding?) hates Branson. Because he’s an uppity sod, because he ran off and married the upper class woman he loves and is loved by (and she can’t do the same), because he’s near the same age as Michael was, yet he’s still alive because of a goddamn heart murmur while her baby brother, with his strong hero’s heart, got blown to pieces and died in the mud.

Finally: When they brought William Mason home to die Sarah stood out in the courtyard with Thomas and asked him,

“Do they all go this slow?”

No, he said. Not all of them.

“What happens if they end up caught in a shell blast?”

You know what happens.

“Just tell me.”

So Thomas told her what the injuries are like, how the ones he’s seen go that way didn’t usually linger, and she stared at the wall biting the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood.

…whoa, dude. I put waaaaay too much effort into this. Also my tenses appear to be flipping around, but whatever I am running solely on a diet of over-sweetened coffee, overly expensive lemon cake and Fandom feels.

IT FEELS GOOD.