I’ve been neglecting my tumblr… oops. Here’s an Over the Garden Wall colour experiment I did a while ago, based on an even older inktober drawing of mine.
Anon I just have to say – I LOVE that you put this in the 1960s because that is literally my favorite time period to write about XD
(I am an unabashed lover of Mad Men and I will try to insert Don Draper into any and all of my fics lmao)
As for 90 year old Lizzy…ohhh I’m so glad my baby’s managed to continue living even after OC’s death :’) I’ve always imagined that she would end up with Charles Grey should anything happen to OC. Grey’s fire, arrogance, passion, and tenacity would be the things to draw Lizzy from her depression following OC’s death – I can literally imagine him crashing through her window unannounced, sword drawn, and just attacking her until she’s forced to fight back.
He’d be furiously shouting you’re better than this, that if she ever loved OC at all she would find some way to let him go because what’s the point of loving someone if misery is all you get out of it?
And Lizzy – heartbroken, devastated, angry, and confused – would lash out, screaming all she’s ever wanted was to see those she loved happy but in the end, she was too weak to protect her own fiancé.
And, quite honestly, I can definitely see Grey saying this:
“Chin up Midford. You haven’t failed at anything. Not yet, not unless you give up and throw away whatever it is that Phantomhive brat’s entrusted you with. I don’t know about you but I saw Phantomhive while he was living and let me tell you, I’ve never seen anyone so weighed down – so angry and cold. Him dying might’ve been the kindest thing the universe’s ever done for him. Wherever he is now, the poor bastard might finally be at peace.
“So don’t mourn him like this Midford.” Grey touched her cheek. “He’s had enough sorrow in his life, don’t you think?”
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I believe it’d be Grey who would get Lizzy to make peace with the past. And if she ever saw Sebastian again, Lizzy wouldn’t press him for answers about the past. Wouldn’t dredge up old memories that, in the end, are just that – memories.
The most important question she might ask would be this:
“Did he find peace? After all this time,” Elizabeth’s bones creaked as she turned towards Sebastian. “Is he at peace?”
And I think Sebastian, with more than 60 years of this strange, swirling emotion dwelling inside him, would give her the only kindness he can think of.
He would stand, one hand crossed against his chest, ungloved hands pressing against where the Phantomhive pin should have been.
And for the last time he would bow, eyes fixed on the aged woman before him.
“I believe wherever he is, the earl has found what he was looking for.”
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Idk I couldn’t stop myself from going all sappy at the end so never fret Anon! You’re not alone in the world of sap XD
Me, a Hawaiian: “While Hawai’i had a queen we were at the forefront of innovation, technological advancement, and international alliances. All the way up until the “democratic” government of the US illegally arrested her in her own palace and threatened to kill her and massacre her people unless she signed her country over to them. I’d like to have a queen who cares more about her peoples lives than her power again. Also, fuck Trump.”
Reposting cause I can and it’s still relevant
Its worth mentioning that Hawaii is also one of the few countries with a mythic, “Hero King” who they can actually prove existed. King Kamehameha the Great (yes like in Dragon Ball Z), was seven feet tall, the guardian of the war god Kukaʻ ilimoku, and took Hawaii from an archipelago of rival Kingdoms who hadn’t really gotten out of the Bronze Age, unified him under his dominion, and turned the Kingdom of Hawaii into a global trading empire who’s monarchs were greeted at the Court of Queen Victoria.
Guys I’m legit about to cry.
A post I made has over a thousand notes!! And most importantly it’s starting a conversation and spreading knowledge about what was done to my culture.
It is also so heartwarming to go in the notes and find people sharing more information and sources! And even more so to see that only two idiots decided to chime in with their misinformation.
Like, I am damn PROUD of y’all tumblr, we out here learning how to respect each other’s cultures and it’s dooooope!!!!
uhhhh no offense but think about what you say to kids because like… when I was a kid all I heard was my friends saying “no one wants to hear you sing shut up” until fifth grade I was singing under my breath “we will rock you” by KISS because I had one of those toothtunes toothbrushes that played it and my teacher stopped me and was like… do that again. And I thought I was in trouble because no one wanted to hear me sing so I didn’t at first but she kinda coaxed me into it and once I sang it she was like “that’s good! That’s actually really good, sorry, I’m a little surprised! Wow!” And it literally changed my whole life I immediately ran off to try and join the talent show (I was too late) and I did honor choir and joined choir in 6th grade and here I am now, doing a bachelors in music education with an emphasis in voice, and looking at doing my masters in musical theater performance. I owe literally everything to the fact that my 5th grade math/homeroom teacher stopped me and made me sing a little for her and took that time to tell me that I was good at it. That was a 2 minute interaction that I doubt she even remembers but it literally changed my entire life.
tl;dr: the things you say can have the most profound effect on a kids life. Think about what you’re saying the next time you tell a kid something. You never know if that 30 second interaction is going to affect their life forever, so why not make it a good one, huh?
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