
Call me Roxy (she/her) *~Born in the 1900s~* Welcome to my eclectic collection of fandoms and hyperfixations ☆Minors DNI☆
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Hey Peeps, I Need Your Help Deciding What To Write For The "My Little Cocoa Bean" Series. What Wonka
Hey peeps, I need your help deciding what to write for the "My Little Cocoa Bean" series. What Wonka family fluff do you want to see next? I'll also entertain ideas for slight angst but with a happy ending. I am very protective of this family!
If you have no clue what I am talking about, check out my masterlist. Please reblog to encourage others to vote!
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I write for myself
*checks AO3 every few hours to see if I got any new kudos, comments or subscriptions*
You know, the solar eclipse is bringing out something in humanity that I always love to see. Humans making a big deal out of something we can't change, celebrating and laying picknicks out to see a giant rock pass in front of our light source, passing around special glasses so we can all observe the sky being different for a few hours together...
The cuteness of it all, the child-like wonder of it all, the feeling so small of it all...
The world isn't perfect but humans try their best to enjoy what we can when we can.

I need everyone to understand about the fremen.
They do not cry. Ever.
To give water to the dead is the most sacred honor that anyone could give but they rarely and never do that because it's ingrained in them to not waste water from birth. A single tear could mean life and death for them. To give water to the living? Unheard of.
Paul crying over killing Jamis in the book was a moment that astonished the fremen around him. Jessica ponders their reactions and knows that this is a holy moment.
Jessica then forcing Chani to cry for Paul(this was not in the book btw but I love it) is the ultimate betrayal of her autonomy. To force her to give what is essentially a piece of her life to him without her consent is sacrilegious and she knows it.
Water of Life indeed.







ANNE HATHAWAY Vanity Fair