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chamomileteainabuttercup · 1 year

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happy for the people enjoying punk Steve lately and genuinely not criticising them, only expressing a different thought in parallel (I hate how saying "genuinely not criticising" can make it sound even more passive-aggressive but I'm genuinely genuinely not criticising! I'm not suggesting other people are liking my favourite character wrong that would be so douchey)

I just always like the idea that Steve isn't, like, repressing a secret desire to be unconventional and join some kind of counterculture and one day start showing his true, wilder self in his fashion and grooming choices

that the way he looks is literally just what he's like

you could give him total freedom of choice and tell him to go hog wild and he'd still be chumping around in polos and light-wash jeans

they're comfortable and he likes how he looks

he likes sports and cars and his favourite Star Wars movie remains the one with the teddy bears

any "unconventional" stuff he does is very subtle and minor like he was indeed wearing a touch of strawberry lip gloss in the summer of 1985 because he needed a little cheer-me-up and he felt like the blue uniform washed him out, he's a warm autumn for god's sake he shouldn't be wearing blue

he would get, like, one ear pierced and wear a small plain gold stud and he'd feel very special about it

Eddie: gradually filling up his whole skin with increasingly elaborate tattoos

Steve: got a little heart with "E+S" in it on his inside forearm where it's not conspicuous but he can take a look at it and smile to himself any time he wants

he's not holding back this is just what he needs (and he thinks Eddie's tattoos and hair and jewellery and et cetera et cetera are badass and beautiful)

#steve harrington #steddie #this is closely aligned to steve 'boring queer' harrington #this also tends to lead to early misunderstandings with eddie's friends because steve doesn't LOOK or SOUND like someone who would #be nice to them or respect what they're doing or anything #(whether that's metal friends gaming friends queer friends or whatever combination thereof)#they're naturally wary and defensive at first #the thing is steve gets why so he's patient about it #telling them isn't going to work like showing them so he just quietly concentrates on showing them #eventually he just becomes known within whatever local community there is and newcomers are told about him #not like 'watch out for that guy' like 'you don't need to worry about that guy'#'yes he IS sitting there with his legs crossed reading Sports Illustrated but I promise you he's okay'

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lazy-goblin · 7 years

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Latibær í Vandræðum (LazyTown in Trouble) - Chapter 14/25

This chapter we finally meet the other elves

Original story by Magnus Scheving (1997)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

Chapter 14:

Now the story turns to the elves who were currently in a forest somewhere in Brazil. They were doing well for themselves in the middle of the forest, having made a little bonfire, and were sitting around the crackling fire. They had often come here before, mainly to discuss world issues, discuss what could be done better, and to give each other good advice.

Edward told the others how he had taught kids how to read, but many kids in his homeland did not know how. The reason was that they never looked at books and no one helped them to learn. Edward said that he had read to many children and said that they were quick to learn to read by themselves if they practised every single day.

"Others are worse," he said.

"What is that?" asked Íþróttaálfurinn and Peggy Darts, looking at each other.

"I have also had to teach children to tell the truth and not lies."

"Do you mean to say that there are children who think it's fun to tell lies," asked Peggy in surprise.

"Yes, so it is now unfortunately. There are children who are always lying. But there are some children who just tell fibs sometimes."

"That's not any better," said Íþróttaálfurinn.

"No, you should never tell a lie. You should always tell the truth because the truth is best known, as they say," said Peggy Darts.

Edward had stood up. The flickering light from the bonfire struck him as he walked around the flames. He began to speak again:

"Once I met a girl who had stolen money."

Edward paused but continued to tell his story.

"When I began to talk to her I realized that she was lying. She never dared to look me in the eye, looked down and changed the story every time I asked whether she had stolen the money."

Edward walked back and the elves closely watched his every move.

"Her mother had food money that she kept in a jar up in the kitchen cabinet. One day, when she was going to take it to buy dinner, it was gone. She asked the girl whether she had taken it but she shook her head. The mother asked rest of the family but no one knew who had taken the food money. I heard about it and hurried to the place," said Edward, quickly turning to the elves.

"Yes, and what?" asked Peggy Darts, who was on the edge of her seat after hearing more.

"I sat down with the girl, talked with her and explained that it was best to tell the truth."

"Of course!" Peggy interjected.

"I said that the situation will only get worse if one tries to lie their way out of trouble. Some think it's uncomfortable to tell the truth when they're in a pinch but it's a much better option than lying."

"We all agree with that!" said Íþróttaálfurinn.

Edward added:

"This girl saw that, retrieved the money, returned it to her mother and begged forgiveness. She promised never to do it again and has stood by it from that day on."

A smile broke over Edward's face.

"That's a little parable about what I've been up to the past few months but it's completely unbelievable how many children tell lies," he said and sat by the fire.

"Well, well , now I've been grinding on enough and I long to hear how it's going with you," he said, settling down on a log.

"Don't you want to start?" asked Íþróttaálfurinn, looking at Peggy.

"Sure," said Peggy Darts and leaped to her feet.

"I've been zipping between many countries, even continents, where I have been fighting agaist injustice."

"There is far too much of it in the world," added Edward, and Íþróttaálfurinn had to agree.

"I've mainly been concerned with discrimination between genders, because of skin colour, and toward minority groups who may be small. To think that women in some countries are not allowed to drive a car like men. Others are not allowed to work outside the home or vote in general elections," said Peggy.

It was easy to tell from her expression what she felt about it."There are also some countries where minorities are being treated unjustly because they have a different skin colour than those who are in control."

"Awful situation over there!!" said Íþróttaálfurinn, getting fired up with urgency.

"How has that been going?" asked Edward.

"Very well, but it's enough to take. Injustice seems to exist all over the place," said Peggy, leaning up to a tree.

"Bullying in schools, for example, that's an injustice," said Íþróttaálfurinn.

The elves discussed between themselves what could be done.

"Everyone, big, small, poor rich, white or black should have respect for each other regardless of whether they know each other. Both humans and animals have the right to be respected by everyone," said Íþróttaálfurinn. "But people can lose that respect with some kinds of acts, e.g. by using violence agaist another person."

"That's absolutely right. But now we've been excited to hear what you've been up to," said Peggy and Edward.

"Now, I have made my home in the vicinity of a town called SunnyTown. I went to observe the townspeople and noticed that they had devoted themselves to some very bad habits. I decided to fight against inactivity, laziness, greed, selfishness, TV addicton, being inconsiderate and overconsumpion of sweets."

"Was all this trouble in one and the same town?!" exclaimed Edward.

"Yes, unfortunately. That's how it was in SunnyTown, which was actually called LazyTown then," said the elf, stretching his legs.

He told them the whole story of the town, how Nenni Níski had been, Halla Hrekkjusvín, Siggi Sæti, all about the sports festival and the Olympics. The elves listened with interest to Íþróttaálfurinn's story.

"And did you manage to change all this?" asked Peggý Píla, getting closer so as not to miss anything.

"Yes, the people of LazyTown responded well, made the right changes and turned their lives around for the better. So the town restored its old name, SunnyTown, and I think there's nowhere on earth better to call home than right there," said Íþróttaálfurinn proudly. "The townspeople are friends, they are considerate of their neighbors, take good care of their environment, eat healthy food and exercise sufficiently...

"That reminds me, I should do my stretching exercises."

The elf stood up and began to bend and stretch.

"That sounds like paradise! I'm dying to go there and see the town with my own eyes," said Peggy Darts, her eyes shining.

"You can do that tomorrow morning. It would take you almost no time to cross the Atlantic ocean and take a look at SunnyTown," said Íþróttaálfurinn, laughing and sliding into a split.

"Then I'd better lie down to sleep right away and be well rested for the journey," said Peggy Darts, sliding down the lock on her sleeping bag and snuggling into it.

"Then you must tell me what you see, because the guest's eyes are clear," added Edward, looking teasingly at Íþróttaálfurinn.

notes: I forgot to mention it in chapter 1, but the elves names are Eðvarð and Peggý Píla in the original text. I decided to use English names for them because they’re from English-speaking countries (England and Australia). ‘ Píla’ means ‘arrow’ or ‘dart’. I think Peggy Darts works for her because dart is also a verb meaning ‘move or run somewhere suddenly or rapidly’.

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#lazytown #latibær í vandræðum #glanni glæpur í latabæ #i love these elves

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