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funeral · 3 months

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Susan Nathiel, Daughters of Madness

#susan nathiel #daughters of madness #excerpts #quotes #p

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tending-the-hearth · 2 months

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a version of chronicles of narnia where those closest to the kings and queens get put into a sleep when the pevensies are brought back to their world, from which they're awoken only when their beloved four rules return, something à la sleeping beauty.

so the pevensie siblings return to narnia, and logically, it's been thousands of years. their closest friends, those they viewed as family, are, to their knowledge, dead, and they are completely alone now.

until peter and caspian encounter each other in the woods, and are about to get into their fight. it's the moment where peter's back is turned, and caspian has his word raised. lucy is screaming, tears in her eyes, susan and edmund are too far away to do anything, and there's a moment of chaos before caspian's strike is blocked by a larger, longer sword.

oreius, completely disgruntled and still very out of the loop, but only focusing on the fact that his king, his friend, his son, is in danger, glares daggers at caspian, not looking away for a second, even as tumnus gathers a now-relieved, sobbing lucy up in a tight hug, and edmund and susan shriek with joy upon seeing the beavers and mr. fox.

and any feeling of tension or fear immediately seeps out of peter, who drops the rock he had picked up, and stumbles to his feet and to oreius' side, being able to lean on the centaur for the first time in a year, and not have to worry about his safety or his siblings' safety. and oreius, without taking his eyes off of caspian and his followers, just puts an arm around peter.

and caspian remembers. he remembers the stories of the high kings and queens of narnia, and their beloved inner circle, and the absolutely terrifying centaur who called them sons and daughters of his heart, and he can't quite help but think about how utterly fucked he is.

#i have a vision in my mind #of a “don't touch my daughter you bitch” moment #and it's oreius giving caspian THE death glare as he stands protectively in front of peter #that's his son your honor #NOT a caspian bash #i just think its funny if caspian realizes that he's just fought with peter in front of his narnia dad #and is absolutely prepared to die for it because of the stories he's heard of oreius' protectiveness #also the group makes their way back to the how #and hear someone absolutely verbally tearing caspian's army to shreds #and edmund completely lights up because he'd recognize philip's voice anywhere #and he gets to reunite with his sarcastic shit of a best friend #this is going to be a fic btw #the chronicles of narnia #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #prince caspian #peter pevensie #oreius #lucy pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #mr tumnus

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dandp · 3 months

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For the record (excluding the mentions during and directly after the marriage):

Number of times Dan mentioned Henry in the video unprompted: 1

Number of times Phil mentioned Henry in the video unprompted: 4

#dan and phil #dapg #phan #i had to count because i was like did dan even ever mention him again #so at least he did once but this is still like phil...buddy...#dan just suffering through the game barely engaging with anything except the careers #meanwhile phil spends the whole time like #'oh... you and HENRY huh? well I'M over here with my wife susan and lesbian daughter suzette sooo'

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rowanthestrange · 9 days

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Can I talk about the elephant in the room with Ruby and the Doctor?

This is dumb. We know it’s dumb. But also right now our meta includes:

Song in her soul; human but plus power even the Maestro notes; the Doctor wept at the truth; Mrs Flood; paradox complexity of birth and separation from parent must stand no matter how painful; christmas; if Doctor is a god now - child of God - Jesus - Church; Carla and her fostering we know is a Doctor mirror as well as Carla’s lesbian relationship that ended sadly and Ruby was invested in being a 13/Yaz mirror; the Doctor suddenly suggesting he may have had or will have children; a Pantheon member proving they have familial relationships of a kind - at least ‘fathers’; the Doctor instinctively shielding Ruby’s gaze from the terrifying monster like you would with a child; loves the Beatles as a family trait; and she has a stupid fucking name.

Which reeheeheally would line up with her being the Doctor’s child. And out of all the options River makes sense, unless some of that meta’s a misdirect/just meant to lead you to the concept, and we’re looking for the truest form of godly immaculate conception where Ruby doesn’t have a mother-

-And she’s looking for her mother when this means of course she’d never find one, she doesn’t have one, and she should have been looking for her father.

When the kneejerk reaction passes, what’re we thinking about that?

#and mentioning (maybe meeting) susan when she’s her daughter #i wouldn’t be as mad as i sound #he’s handled everything fine so far #and i like anything that throws a cat among the fandom pigeons

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mollyollypuddingpolly · 5 months

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So, like Ruby's bio mom is definitely going to make an appearance again in the future, and I can't help but think about how the Goblins work with coincidences and can somehow track and sense them.

I also can't stop thinking about Mrs.Flood and I do kind of like the theory of her being Susan, the doctors granddaughter. I'm not sold on this because I think most fans would have wanted Carole Ann Ford to come back if she could and was interested to, but of course then it couldn't be kept secret who she is so maybe Susan regenerated and is living as Mrs. Flood.

Then I don't really know why, but I got this thought while watching this part of the trailer for the rest of the season that Ruby could be Jenny's daughter...

And two of the Doctors granddaughters living next door to each other? Now, what is a bigger coincidence than that? Or maybe not a coincidence at all

#doctor who #doctor who spoilers #doctor who fan theory #doctor who theory #The church on ruby road #Ruby Sunday #15th Doctor #susan foreman #jenny doctor who #the doctors daughter #the doctors granddaughter #i doubt this to be true and dont know if i even want it to be just my thoughts

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ragevanilla · 2 days

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🤡 theory but I think Ruby Sunday is either Jenny's (Georgia Tennant) daughter or she is Susan's daughter. Either she is the Doctor's granddaughter or great granddaughter because there are too many nods to Susan or the Doctor being a dad for it to be a coincidence.

#doctor who #doctor who theory #jenny #the doctor's daughter #the doctor's granddaughter #susan foreman #ruby sunday #fifteenth doctor #ncuti gatwa #millie gibson

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where-our-stories-start · 24 days

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#the chronicles of narnia #narnia #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #pevensie siblings #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #king peter the magnificent #queen susan the gentle #king edmund the just #queen lucy the valiant #william moseley #anna popplewell #skandar keynes #georgie henley #sons of adam #daughters of eve

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ernstiggroteadelaar · 9 months

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Doctor Who family scheme

I'm still working on this, but it's an attempt at a family tree of the doctor. (Or rather a web of family trees surrounding them)

It is of course pretty difficult and chaotic per definition

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radioforums · 3 months

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twf characters and what colleges/universities with "michigan" in the name i think they'd rep

i know some of these characters have specific colleges they canonically went to but this is my post with my special rules

jack walten - western michigan university*

felix kranken - university of michigan

rosemary walten - michigan state university*

sophie walten - central michigan university*

susan woodings - northern michigan university

charles brook - michigan technological university

bonus

brian stells - mid michigan college

*the waltens are technically all cleary biases since jack and felix are both cleary alumni, but since cleary doesn't have michigan in it's name i decided to get a little funny with it and assign them each a different college. sophie in my heart is also technically more of an alma fan but again. Restrictions. so central instead, since it's so nearby.

#forum posting #the walten files #twf #jack walten #sophie walten #rosemary walten #felix kranken #susan woodings #charles brook #brian stells #jack found out his daughter was a cmu fan and took the rivalry to a new level by going missing #Oh hell should this have gone on the art blog. oh well

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fagus-sylvatica-beech-hedge · 2 months

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no matter how many times they play the game of Life, no matter how many spouses and pets they collect, the funniest thing will always be dan getting taxed all the way to hell and back

#rip susan and phil's lesbian daughter #you will be missed #dan and phil #dan and phil games #dan howell #amazingphil #phil lester #dnp

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skatingthinandice · 5 months

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My motives, what I sought to achieve… I would take the same risk again. And hope for an alternative outcome? Quite so.

ABEL CROKER & SUSAN HART Ripper Street 4.04 "Men of Iron, Men of Smoke"

#the croker family gifset series #their relationship means everything to me #abel croker #susan hart #ripper street #ripperstreetedit #rs edit #my edit #my gifs #mine #papa and his daughter #LUCY LUCY LUCY #photopeablr

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beautifulscreaminglady · 3 days

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if I throw out enough theories, one of them is bound to be correct

#doctor who #doctor who theory #so far we have Ruby is The Doctor's mother sister daughter grandaughter or wife #or Susan #or the Master or the Master's daughter #ruby sunday

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gumballavocadoharry · 2 months

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An old affair: Jack Chambers:

Clinks of wine glasses, pops of champagne bottles and the chatter and laughter of the dining room was a typical treat for the Chambers. This was Alice and Susan's time to don their best evening dresses and jewelry and a time for Roger and Jack to suit up in their best tuxedos, accessorized with customed watches.

Two glasses of wine, one glass of iced tea with lemon and another of cola. The appetizers had arrived along with everyone's ideas for dinner time chatter. Alice went on about how Bunny had asked her to spend a weekend together in the Netherlands for a girl's trip. Alice expected Jack to show some apprehension, to protest his wife leaving all the domestic work and the child rearing for the weekend for himself alone- not that he didn't enjoy it, but that it was a handful already for the couple alone, Jack only imagined how it was when he was solo in running through the house chasing Roger to get him to take a bath.

Roger's giggles filled the house at every corner. Meanwhile, Jack had swore he put his back out grabbing the ankles of his kiddie, wrestling him out from under the bed. By the time bedtime had arrived, Jack had little energy to fight with Roger about how many stories should be read. So, he read six of them before passing out on the couch for an hour before dragging his body up to his room at one in the morning.

But instead, Jack just admired his wife. Her dainty, delicate neck that donned a gold necklace that matched her fancy ruby gold ring. Her blonde hair tussled to the side to highlight the dangling rose colored earring with gold trimming around them. Her wrist reached for her wine glass, sipping lightly and elegantly like a poise mannequin or ancient painting that abstracted the impression of everything a woman should represent. And Alice was exactly that. Jack pressed a gentle peck to her cheek, not able to resist the air of laud that suffocated him.

"Jack?" His head shot up to a tall sandy brunette headed woman with the most bewitching eyes. Her tight fitted maroon dress hugged her slender curves and arched legs that seemed to cup perfectly together without one pinch of imperfection. In the eyes of young Roger, this woman had walked right off a magazine cover. Her smile widened to show her pearly straight teeth, "Jack Chambers, is that you?" Jack could feel his wife's body stiffen.

This woman ran closer, now standing above their table, "Jack, it's me, Sandra. Remember, from Manhattan?" Her accent rang between an ounce of Brooklyn mixed with a European blend. What the man didn't expect was for this woman to throw her arms around him with such a quickness. She held him like this for a few minutes, making Jack's cheeks flustered and sweaty and Alice's jaw clench and her knuckles turn a boney white.

Jack cleared his throat, scanned the table and introduced Sandra. "Oh, is this your family? They're lovely!" Alice's pinched tight smile yet glaring eyes didn't seem to rattle Sandra....in fact she upped her introduction. "I used to see Jack around the corridors in University- remember that, Jack? Oh, he was Mr. Wattson's favorite student...so smart and funny. He knew how to make all the girl's go for him- there was one girl, May, remember her Jack? You and her-"

"Oh yeah, she was my science partner while we were learning about mechanical techniques." Jack's throat felt white and dry. He knew May, very well and wanted to one day be someone he could forget about.

"Yeah...It was nice seeing you, Sandra." Jack wanted this woman away from the table as soon as he could get her. Alice was a quiet woman with an active mind. Of course, she knew Jack was faithful, she just hated Sandra. Everything about her: her body, her thick hair cut into this shoulder length curly and her walk that seemed to make men stare every time she passed them with her behind jiggling more than it should've.

But she was gone now. She was polite, but insolent. Impudent, coming over and flaunting herself like that in front of another woman's children. "Jack, who was she?" Alice's eyes held gripe and resentment that bubbled and brimmed through her stare like cold ice to warm skin.

"She was a classmate back in Manhattan when I was in college. We knew each other from one of my friends, Daniel, I think." The peppy relaxing dinner was now full of tension and bubbling internal angst. Alice's tense silence was evident when her fork would stab her plate a little harder than normal. The screech and scrape jotted through Roger's ears like nails on a chalkboard. It made him cringe with every bite from his fork from his mother's hostility that she took out on her plate.

The car ride home was quiet, yet Susan and Roger's glances and looks to each other spoke loudly about what everyone had witnessed at the table. Alice stared blankly out her window, looking banal at all the speeding cars that whizzed past their car. The lights of streetlights and front porch hues, flickered off her irises, radiating a blue, then gray and then hazel shimmer off them. "How was dinner kids?" Jack's eyes still locked on the road; desperate to saw the thick heave of ice that wavered in the car. "It was really good!" Roger allowed Susan to speak for the both of them. Jack understood... Susan being the oldest knew how to assert a sense of reassurance that coupled for the both of them.

The minute Jack pulled into their driveway, Alice stepped out with the kids and asked them to enjoy Tv time downstairs before she dragged Jack up to their room.

"I wasn't looking her up and down, Alice! I wasn't looking at her at all! I wanted her to leave!" Alice sighed; rubbing her feet from the heels that she set aside her and adjusting her seating on the bed bench. "Well, everyone else was looking at her.... her throwing herself at you in front of our children. Disgusting!" She scoffed, "And why did she have to bring up May? Dumb slut-"

"Alice!" Alice looked down, cheeks flushed and fevering. Her mouth suddenly became dry and achy. Her eyes tried to brim with pity tears, but she quickly swiped them away like a gnat had landed on her. She didn't want Jack to see her pitiful jealousness, to her it was a weak insecurity and a slash to her collectedness.

"Baby?" Jack's voice so soft and warm, like a teddy bear. He was a teddy bear to Alice. So full of understanding and love...... she looked into his eyes with tears in her own. She raised her hands before sniffling away her angst. Alice let her blonde locks tickle her cheeks as she shot her head down to floor. Her hair was a curtain to cover the shameful guilt that leered into her like poison. And it was poison.

But.... a feeling of a large finger had pulled her hair to reveal her soft face. Then.... it wiped away a straying tear that strolled down across her left cheek.

"Jack.... who was she anyway? Beyond Daniel, I mean." Jack bit his lip before turning to Alice's green eyes. "A mutual friend from my friend, Daniel, at the time-" "Jack.... she hugged you and was very friendly with you than you were with her.... she's more than a mutual friend." "An ex... we had a small thing in college, but that was it! And besides, I broke it off because I found out she had cheated on me with this other guy- James Willings-"

Jack had disliked that guy a lot in college, flashing his expensive cars and watches- buying the woman he went with rings like broken promises were cheap.

"Your ex girlfriend?" Jack nodded. Alice put a hand to the bridge of her nose, "Jack, why didn't you tell me this before?" "Because, since the relationship- if you can call it that- was so short, I didn't think it would be relevant."

Alice stared at her nails, peeling off the artificial parts, "Did you ever kiss her? Or touch her?" Jack sat beside Alice. He took her chin into his palm, "We barely looked at each other, our relationship lasted two weeks at best. Promise." Alice smiled slightly, "I'm sorry babe. I shouldn't have kept that from you. I wanted to tell you at the table, but I didn't want the kids to know." Alice threw her arms around Jack's neck.

"I'm sorry too Jack. I know you didn't mean any harm. I love you,"

"I love you too honey."

Jack kissed Alice's cheek before pressing his forehead against hers. He looked into those lush kitten eyes that he fell for the day he met them. He saw future in them.... his future. No one else's but Alice's.

And only Alice's.

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lumaxramblings · 10 months

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something about this image haunts me. i can't tell what it is but i know it's there and killing them both

#that one tumblr post abt mothers n daughters being wretched mirrors of one another. yeah.#max mayfield #susan mayfield

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machineryangel · 1 year

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Mothers Who Can't Love: A Healing Guide for Daughters, Susan Forward with Donna Frazier

#mothers who can't love: a healing guide for daughters #finished this at last! i liked the adult children of emotionally immature parents better but this one was okay !#susan forward #cr #words #wretched mirrors

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navysealt4t · 2 months

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first official day of napowrimo!!! april 1st prompt is: poem that recounts the plot of a novel you haven't read in a while. (warning for themes of war, bombing, & past abuse)

overnight in a bomb shelter

if the world ends this week please brush my hair i won’t ask you to be gentle let me walk barefoot farther away than the eye can see in weather cold or warm i may bite you sting and curse you don’t come too close feed me and bathe me that’s all i ask but bombs scream overhead planes shriek with their engines sirens blare from the streets in a murky shelter buried beneath the mud of your childhood home your calloused hands are soft dropping a blanket ‘round my shoulders reading a book in the dark my ears ring and my hands shake you shield me with your palms you promise to teach me to sew to read and write to run and climb in moments in the dark where the world might end where all i smell is mold you treat me like a child who has never known love i treat you like a woman who has never known love and for a moment the world feels right as the bombs scream overhead ‘cause the world might end tonight

#napowrimo #napowrimo 2024 #blue’s writing #poetry #poem #tw war mention #tw bomb mention #tw past abuse #just for tw warnings <3 #the book this is based off is 'the war that saved my life' by kimberly bradley :]#first introduction to found family trope that i like. actually processed was found family #hence the 'child woman' not 'daughter mother'#<333 oh man ada and susan <3 #i love this book sm i needed to write about it #highly rec u read it. rlly good and complex #also ada is disabled and still living her life fuck yeah. god i love ada sm. just like me fr #also yes im posting this 3 am on april 1st. early bird gets the worm or whatever

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