Grief Anatomy

Alabama: OCT.22rd

Alaska: OCT. 7th

Arizona: OCT. 9th

Arkansas: OCT. 9th

California: OCT. 22rd

Colorado: Election day.

Connecticut: OCT. 30th

Delaware: OCT. 13th 

D.C: OCT. 16th

Florida: OCT. 9th

Georgia: OCT. 9th

Hawaii: OCT. 9th

Idaho: OCT. 12th

Illinois: OCT. 9th

Indiana: OCT. 9th

Iowa: OCT. 27th

Kansas: OCT. 16th

Kentucky: OCT. 9th

Louisiana: NOV. 17th

Maine: OCT. 16th

Maryland: OCT. 16th

Massachusetts: OCT. 17th

Michigan: OCT. 9th

Minnesota: OCT. 16th

Mississippi: OCT. 9th

Missouri: OCT. 10th

Montana: OCT. 9th

Nebraska: OCT. 19th

Nevada: OCT. 9th

New Hampshire: NOV. 6th

New Jersey: OCT. 16th

New Mexico: OCT. 9th

New York: OCT. 12th

North Carolina: OCT. 12th

North Dakota: Election Day.

Ohio: OCT. 9th

Oklahoma: OCT. 12th

Oregon: OCT. 16th

Pennsylvania: OCT. 9th

Rhode Island: OCT. 7th

South Carolina: OCT. 9th

South Dakota: OCT. 22rd

Tennessee: OCT. 9th

Texas: OCT. 9th

Utah: OCT. 7th

Vermont: Election Day.

Virginia: OCT. 15th

Washington: OCT. 8th

West Virginia: OCT. 16th

Wisconsin: OCT. 17th

Wyoming: OCT. 22rd 

Please register online if you aren’t already. Check your registration and your friends. Lots of people don’t have much time left to register! Don’t wait until the last minute! 

SEASON 5 OPENING CREDITS LEAKED

red: how was your first kiss? what do you love about yourself? when’s the last time you warmed your hands in front of a fire? would you rather watch a sunrise or sunset? what’s the best thing about summer?

orange: what makes you feel warm inside? what’s your favorite halloween tradition? what’s the last thing you learned? when’s the last time you felt obsessed? what’s your favorite article of clothing?

yellow: if you could have any view from your bedroom window what would you choose? what’s your favorite thing to do on a sunny day? what do you consider lucky? what made you smile today? what makes you happy?

green: what’s your favorite thing to do outside? do you like camping? what would you spend $1,000 on? what’s your job, or what do you want to do as your job? what’s your favorite article of clothing?

blue: what do you do when you’re sad? what are some things you do when you can’t sleep? what was the best (non-romantic) night you’ve had? what kind of covers do you have on your bed? who is the last person you told a secret to?

This message is from a co-showrunner of One Day at a Time on Netflix.

They need viewers over the next few days to watch four or more shows to help keep it on the air! LET’S DO THIS!!!

The show has an out teen lesbian main character!

Who now has a non-binary sweetheart!

A single Latinx mom who is out of the military and working on her PTSD.

RITA MORENO!!!

This judge had exactly the right reaction to the shameful way nonviolent prisoners are treated in US jails

A woman was denied pants or tampons after being arrested for not completing a diversion course that was part of her sentencing from a shoplifting charge. But see how the judge reacts when she finds out that the prisoner’s humiliating treatment is apparently routine.

Gifs: Raw Leak

She’s here sis, a Carol Denning x Nicky Nichols fanfic, I felt that young Carol would work best for this particular one but I will do more!

This is basically the period when Nicky when she was sent to max in S3 and met Carol in there. Bit of a weird time flip but hopefully it works!

It’s also more in the ‘point of view’ of Nicky.

This is part 1, I’m gonna be working on a part 2 if anyone wants it!

(Title requested by @mastrantonio)

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Nicky sat in her Ad Seg cell. She wanted to try and sleep but the constant noise was getting in the way of that. She lay back on her pillow, trying to process the thought that she could possibly be spending her whole life in max. That fucking Luschek! How stupid she felt for trusting him. She’d lost everything. She had no one, Lorna and Red seemed so far away.

Nicky wiped a tear from her face, trying to gain some composure. She knew better than to show weakness or emotion in prison, especially when max seemed a whole lot tougher.

“Let’s go, Nichols”, a guard opened the cell door. “It’s time for you to be placed in Gen Pop. You’ll be in C-Block. I’d watch out for Carol if I were you, she can turn nasty when she’s crossed”.

Nicky tried to process all this information at once. She was so used to having the Suburbs back in minimum, now there’s blocks with a boss?

“Carol? What’s her game then?” Nicky dared ask as the guard handcuffed her.

The guard gave her a withering look. “You don’t want to know. Come on, let’s get going.”

She led Nicky down to C-Block where she was faced with a room with every pair of eyes staring at her. Sussing her out.

“Watch the new cookie”, she overheard one of the C-Blockers say. Nicky didn’t quite know what this meant and nor did she care.

She was placed in a bunk with a woman who looked so timid and scared, almost on the verge of tears. “Oh great”, thought Nicky. “I’m stuck in here without even the slightest bit of fun”.

Her cellmate watched Nicky nervously as she began making her bed, chewing her nails.

“You gonna talk or not? I’m not out to hurt you, kid. I just want to get out of here as soon as I can”, Nicky told her cellmate, as kindly as she could.

The cellmate flinched and stared terrified at the doorway.

“Beat it, Palmer. I want to talk to the cookie.” A young, attractive woman stood with her arms folded, leaning against the doorway, with huge glasses and a lollipop in her mouth.

“Y-yes, Carol”, Palmer mumbled, leaving immediately. Nicky got it. THIS was the famous Carol. She didn’t look too terrifying, though it was like she was on fire. She burned with an internal rage, like a match ready to be dropped in petrol.

Nicky thought she’d try her luck anyway.

“I like a girl with a sweet tooth”, she smirked at Carol. The ‘Nicky smirk’ had worked on Lorna back in Litchfield, and many of the other girls. Carol didn’t seem too different.

Carol ignored that comment, but couldn’t help smirking back. Nicky seemed wild, but in a fun kind of way. Carol looked at her up and down, trying to see where she could fit within her group, whether she’d be good for anything such as drug smuggling. Or other things.

“What you here for? You’re not in orange so you can’t be that new. You come from up the hill?” Carol already guessed what Nicky was there for but she wanted to test the waters.

“There was some shit with the guards. Since things can’t get any worse, I’ll tell you now that I got blamed for something that was and wasn’t my own fault. Drugs, y’know? Been a user for so long that I need another outlet. Now I’m here I’ll need another past time” Nicky explained.

Carol watched her, without saying anything. Just thinking. And slowly licking the lollipop.

“You seem good with your tongue”, Nicky tells her. She didn’t even intend for it to sound cheeky but it did. She felt she should back off in case Carol got angry, after all she was meant to be the main boss.

But Carol didn’t get angry. Had it been anyone else? Definitely. But Nicky seemed.. different. She seemed unafraid, there was a boldness about her attitude and general demeanour.

“You want another past time? Find out where the library is. I can meet you there later tonight. Or tomorrow. Whenever you want. Welcome to max, cookie”, Carol winked at Nicky before walking away.

Carol and Barb: Hey everybody, today my sister pushed me, so I’m starting a kickstarter to put her down. The benefits of killing her would be: I would get pushed way less.

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Taystee: So I’m sitting there, barbecue sauce on my titties,

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Lorna: NICKY IS THAT A WEED

Nicky: No, this is a crayon-

Lorna: I’M CALLING THE POLICE

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Red: Look at all those chickens

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Pennsatucky: I saw you hanging out with Boo yesterday

Linda: P-Pennsatucky it’s not what you think

Pennsatucky: *cocks gun* I WON’T HESITATE BITCH

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Frieda: We all die, it’s either kill yourself or get killed. *dancing* Whatchu gonna do? Whatchu gonna do?

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Aleida: Okay, you know what, you’re in time out! Get on top of the fridge! Get up there!

Daya: *climbing on fridge* This house is a FUCKING NIGHTMARE

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Nicky: How much money do you have?

Luschek: 69 cents

Nicky: AYE you know what that means

Luschek: *tearing up* I don’t have enough money for chicken nugget

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Daya: Daddy?

Gloria: DO I LOOK LIKE-

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Piper: Hey, I’m lesbian

Cal: I thought you were American

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Piscatella: You know what? I’m about to say it

Alex: Say it

Piscatella: I don’t care that you broke your elbow

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Pornstache: Miss Tricia? Miss Tricia? Miss Tricia? Oh my fucking god she fucking dead

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Taystee: AHH!

Poussey: Stop! I coulda dropped my croissant!

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Vee: YOU READY TO FUCKING DIE?

Red: I’m a bad bitch you can’t kill me!

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Badison: Stop saying I look like Chicken Little. He’s dumb and he’s a coward, and I’m NOT A COWARD

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Cindy: I’m washing me and my clothes, bitch, I’m washing me and my clothes

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Pennsatucky: WELCOME TO BIBLE STUDY WERE ALL CHILDREN OF JESUS

Leanne: *snorting a line of cocaine*

Pennsatucky: KUMBAYAAA MY LORD

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Big Boo: Son, you’re getting to that age. I think it’s time you learned how to destroy that pussy

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Nicky: Do you ever wanna talk about your emotions, Red?

Red: No

Lorna: I do

Nicky: I know, Lorna

Lorna: I’m sad

Nicky: I know, Lorna

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Maritza: And they were roommates

Flaca: Oh my god they were roommates

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Poussey: *pouring mouthwash* SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS

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Alex: Hey babe, happy one year

Piper: I’m 27

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Blanca: So I am confusion. Why is this one Kansas but this one is not Ar-kansas? AMERICA EXPLAIN

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Suzanne: Road work ahead? Uh yeah, I sure hope it does

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Daddy: What?

Gloria: You’re not my dad! Grow some hair or something, ugly ass noodle head

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Flaca: Bro I had a dream we fucked

Maritza: Bro it’s just a dream

Flaca: I’m not gay, I wouldn’t fuck you

Maritza: You wouldn’t?

Flaca: I mean, unless you want to

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Cindy: I love living here, we just like have a lot of laughs *later* Fuck off Lorna, I’m not going to your fucking baby shower

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Caputo: So no head? *smashes phone*

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Daya: *kisses Daddy*

Nicky: What are you, fucking gay?

Daya: *kisses Nicky*

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Nicky: Got diagnosed with Cool Guy Syndrome yesterday, so now I take Aderall, haha

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Daya: I spilled lipstick in your Valentino bag

Aleida: You spilled- lipstick in my Valentino white-

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