Miss Jane's Place in the Sun


It doesn't matter what's happening in your real world: you're here now.
So grab a beer, sit back and enjoy the sun.

Miss Jane - maybeoldenoughtoknowbetter - tasmanian - queer - shipperfromwayback - firefighter - feminist - inlovewithboats&thesea - writer - wantingtobeahobbitwhenigrowup

Welcome to my own unique combination of:
Rizzles! (the fandom that brought me to Tumblr)
Swan Queen (seriously, it makes sense)
Tasmania
LBGTIQ
Politics
Firefighting
The Southern Ocean
TV (gee, that's specific, isn't it?)
Amy Ray
Lana Parrilla
Odd things from my childhood and teens (especially strange/potentially queer tv)
Words, words, words and language
Whatever takes my fancy

http://twitter.com/MissJaneInSun
http://www.fanfiction.net/~missjaneinthesun

Ask me anything
itsoktobegay101:

Fact: Straight parents raise gay kids. 
Unfortunate fact: Homophobic parents raise gay kids.
Startling Fact: 40% of homeless youth are LGBT kids. 

itsoktobegay101:

Fact: Straight parents raise gay kids. 

Unfortunate fact: Homophobic parents raise gay kids.

Startling Fact: 40% of homeless youth are LGBT kids. 

Source: itsoktobegay101

pagets:

Source: pagets

bardaholic:

I’ll be sitting at work, or playing a video game, or reading a book, and I’ll suddenly just get so frustrated that Rizzles isn’t canon because like HOW.

Source: pleatedjeans

actual-human-girl:

#wrong hemisphere 
why is summer always so much better looking when it is not summer?

actual-human-girl:

#wrong hemisphere
why is summer always so much better looking when it is not summer?

Source: the-ghost-of-youuu

if we don’t see eye to eye
no matter what, you and I
we belong
together, together

Tagged: having an emma swan momentdon't mind meemma swanswan queenouat

Source: reginamea

(reginalovesemma)

Tagged: ouaemma swanswan queen

Source: darkparadiseprodz

szszsz:

Some fanfics are so good they deserve fanfiction

Source: demonradio

dampsandwich:

one day i will escape from this website

Source: dampsandwich

Literature has played a dual and contradictory role in my life. The act of writing appeases one’s memories and eases the act of forgetting. When I write, I make my memories tangible, and in this way I can get rid of them. On the other hand, writing is but a ploy to convulse memory back into life. And the more I write, the more my memories return to inhabit me.