#ancedotes

A headcanon I had to explain Lor's voice changing over the course of the show is that the rough-and-tumble voice she started out with was her intentionally putting on a lower vocal tone to sound intentionally more rough and tough.

As Lor became more sensitive, more considerate, and more in touch with her feminine side over the course of the show, she gradually stopped lowering her voice and the lighter, higher tone that she has in later episodes is actually her natural voice.

And yes, when I have the time, I do wanna write at least one fanfic exploring this idea.

This headcanon of mine was based off of me doing the exact same thing when I was a preteen. Though since I'm male, me putting on a voice facade was due to me wanting to sound more like a man, since I was one of the last among my friends for my voice to drop.

I wasn't the last one though, so yay to that.

Though if I could go back and give advice to my younger self, I'd tell him not to be so insecure and superficial about his vocal chords.

I was making a meal for just the second time ever. A meal @cynicaldom likes that I don’t, so I was cooking it just for him. He had asked me to make one adjustment from the first time I made it, with the goal of making the meal less spicy. I made a second change on my own, after going back and forth about whether it was the right thing to do or not, I went with it. In the end it was very bland. We talked about what went wrong - the second step I did on my own had watered it down too much, leaving it lacking flavor. I explained how I had worried it might be a step too far when I did it. I was able to back-peddle a bit and season it more, cook it longer and save the meal. I didn’t think much of it until he asked me a question. 

“When you were uncertain about what I wanted, why didn’t you just ask me?”

I was dumbfounded for a second. I was almost embarrassed because I didn’t know how to reply. I had no clue why I didn’t ask. It hadn’t even occurred to me to just ask him. I just stood in the kitchen wondering what the better option was. I went back and forth in my mind for a few minutes before getting a bit flustered and making a quick decision just because I was tired of analyzing it. It just didn’t even enter my mind to just ask him what he wanted. 

i swing my legs back & forth As i sit  Waiting for the doctor There are two knocks & the door opens The doctor looks at me & then at my Mother What seems to be the problem Mom he asks  As if i am not there i can speak for myself But the doctors don’t listen to a kid So my Mom speaks for me Repeating the things ive told her The doctor nods Then i get a new fix-it drug That i hope…

Hey, I’m here to pull.. The speech therapist says To my first grade teacher i know that she is here for me Because i can’t say th or s or anything im mortified that im pulled from class In front of all my peers So they can see that i cant even talk right That i don’t know how to speak Why is speech therapy a form of public humiliation For those kids who never fully grasped…

we draw stars around our arms and legs & They have no meaning To most people They are everything  To me The glow in the dark stars on the ceiling are falling my childhood of stars gone. leaving one By one Until they are all gone. In the first summer at the new house we watch The stars & They are different Changing from what they once Were The stars from childhood are gone. &…

my childhood is in a blogsomewhere on the internetopen for everyone to seemy secrets of who I am are for everyone but me.