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annabeth's entire character is built on the basis that she isn't taken seriously and seen as dumb because of her looks. the dumb blonde stereotype doesn't really exist anymore, so it doesn't really make sense to pursue that route in the show. but you know what stereotype has persisted for centuries? the idea that black women cannot be intelligent and that their credentials should always be questioned regardless of the field they go into.
Leah Sava Jeffries was chosen perfectly. she is annabeth, a girl defying stereotypes based around the way she looks. if you're caught up in the specifics of annabeth's appearance, you need to reread the books because you missed the entire point of her character.
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the first seaweed brain [s01e05] // the first wise girl [s01e06]
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Just to be abundantly clear,
This Account Stands With Palestine.
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SHES SO BADDDDDD LORD HAVE MERCYYYY (She posted again and idk what to do LORDDD)
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This was the scene that made me go "Good GAWD THIS WOMAN IS FINE"
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WHEN YOU ROCK THEM SHORT NAILS, THAT’S LOWKEY SENTIMENTAL
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they should invent a way to hug your online friends who live so so far away
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Dominique Thorne and Letitia wright are some of the finest black women ive ever seen in my lifetime.
That’s it. Thank you.
Stem!reader x stem!Riri coming up…soon possibly
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Omg look y’all 👀..
Shuriri is real !!
Aww🥹they’re canon idc
“Shuriri is not real”
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damn damn damn * ***** *** ***** *** *** *** ***** **
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Grills with caps on the canines??? HELP ME
TISH IS AT THE MET GALLAAAAAA
The way I can’t breath rnnnn 😧😩😩😩
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aside from the obvious t'challa & shuri and tony & peter parallels, we need to talk more about how shuri and riri's relationship also parallels t'challa and killmonger's, the recurring theme being that both duos are so different yet so alike, but the greatest difference lies in the decisions that were made.
t'challa and n'jadaka's relationship is a tragic and unfortunate one, made even more painful by the fact that had just one thing gone differently, you just know they would've been inseperable.
for very obvious reasons, we won't really get a full closure for that story, but in a way, shuri and riri's own relationship satisfies that.
the two girls give us a look of what could've been and unlike her father, shuri used her power and privilege to save an innocent who truly doesn't deserve such an awful fate. shuri gave riri the protection and care t'challa wasn't able to give n'jadaka, and by doing so, satisfies her late brother's greatest regret and i just think that's beautiful.
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Attorney! Attuma x Ex Mob- Wife Okoye AU Pt. 1 (Possibly teaser?)
Characters: Attuma x Okoye but mentions of W'kabi prior relationship. Child from their prior relationship.
Tags: Angst, Romance, some fluff moments, alluding to abuse and some verbal. Possession. Manipulation. Comfort and possibly death later.
Author's notes:
So the muse hit me with this one a while back but I never posted it. I AM VERY AWARE that it is not realistic. But that's fine. I re-read it and still like it. So I'm sharing it afterwhile. And IF you would like to see PART 2 OR more etc. Let me know!
Summary:
Attuma A. A well-known attorney for the mob gets a client that needs help with a custody case. W'Kabi desires to take his daughter away from Okoye just to show her he's unhappy about being divorced and because he gets what he wants.
Attuma looked up from the folder he was slowly building for his new client, the urge to show his annoyance was becoming vastly difficult. He should have known how W'Kabi's assistant, argued with his front desk operator this morning, that he was going to be a pain in the ass when here.
The soft jazz music that was playing in the spacious office, could be heard by overhead speakers in the front sitting area. The lulling sound of bubbles, from his built-in wall large aquarium filled the silence in his office.
The office was spacious, decorated with a black leather lounge that looked brand new near his aquarium. Two large cherry oak wood bookshelves, filled with various books along with a few small office plants. Various oil paintings of the sea were hung up on the wall around his office, fitting the water theme he often favored.
"So just to make sure I heard you correctly, you want full custody of your daughter even though you work seventy hours a week?" Attuma questioned.
"Yes."
W'Kabi's response was quick yet so smug in regard to talking about his daughter with his ex-wife.
"May I ask why when you spoke about how she has more time for your daughter anyway?" Attuma lifted a brow, tapping his pen on his desk.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't fucking aware that the fifty thousand dollars check, that cleared into your account needed an explanation as well!" W'Kabi snapped.
Attuma stayed silent but merely looked at W'Kabi over his small black rectangle glasses, unphased by the insult. But part of him should have shut the folder right then and there. And advised him, the money that was processed will be given back to him promptly. But instead, Attuma straightened himself leaning back into his black plush leather chair. W’Kabi’s attitude wasn’t new to him after all he worked with several clients that served the mob, but this level of spite was a little different.
"Mr. W'Kabi this is more in regard to the judge. He or she will ask you the same question so it is better to tell me now or at least tell me what you would like to tell the judge."
This seemed to cool W'Kabi's flaring temper, the brief scowl on his features now replaced with a smile. "My wife. Well, my ex-wife, she insisted on pushing for. Wants to file for full custody and says that I do not have the time for our daughter." He started to explain.
"I am filing for full custody because I want to. Because I get everything I want. And because my fucking ex-wife needs to learn, it was a mistake for even divorcing me. So, until she recognizes that, my child will be staying with me. And if she changes her attitude then maybe she can see her daughter. "
The spite filled in W'Kabi's words made Attuma's skin crawl, his grip on his pen tightening slowly while he fought to be stoned face.
This wasn't his first time being selected to be a representative in a post-messy divorce and wouldn't be his last. But this pitiful excuse of a man beforehand chooses to hurt his ex-wife by using their own child.
"Understood, so the true answer to the judge would be that you are the better-fit parent in other words. Rather it is by being there more financially. But the judge will not hear any of this if you are not showing proof of being there for your daughter. But I am sure the judge can be convinced that you are now working a lighter schedule by the first hearing."
W'Kabi hummed in approval, "See and this is why you are the most recommended legal firm here in the city. If you get Namor and his gang out of lifetime sentences, this should be a breeze for you".
Attuma hated that W'Kabi was at least correct about that, with the right evidence or holes in cross-examinations he always got cases thrown out with ease.
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After an hour of debriefing with W'Kabi, Attuma was ready for a drink if he heard one more story about why his beautiful ex-wife didn't want him anymore. He was going to toss this man out on the street and his folder. Any information about Okoye, left little room for him to argue in court about how she was a unfit mother. W'Kabi knew that Okoye did everything for their daughter, she was the one that took her to school and practice. She was the one that their daughter preferred living with even as W'Kabi offered for her to stay with him. The two didn't want anything to do with him, so this entire case was just sheer pettiness.
And yet somehow, W'Kabi expected Attuma to argue this down and have the judge favor him. Attuma mentally called to Chacc, asking for patience for himself and for dealing with his fool of a client.
Once his contract of service started with W'Kabi, a notion was filed to get a peace officer to serve Okoye. This settled the disgruntled man, after leaving his assistant's desk number and his personal line for Attuma to call him he left the office.
Attuma’s gaze was on the manila folder that still sat on his desk, his gut twisting in knots about his discussion with W'Kabi. Warm brown eyes flickered up once a soft knock was heard. An elder dark-skinned woman stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark blue blazer with matching pants. Her blouse of a cream color that matched her cardigan that was thrown over her shoulders. Her grey coils were styled in a pixie cut.
"I don't mean to bother you and you know most of the time I do not pry. But you didn't just really take that man's case, did you?" she quietly asked.
"I did, Mrs. Gia and hopefully you don't mind but I think we should close early today" Attuma sighed softly before moving to get to his feet. Turning away to close the blinds in his office, he knew she was still watching him.
"Mr. Almehen-" Gia started to say, that familiar tone typical to that of what a mother takes before scolding their child. A tone he knew well whenever he came into work sick, or just simply overworked himself.
Attuma moved to grab his briefcase afterward, still avoiding her gaze before he finally looked at her. And just as he knew from the tone, that light glare was in place.
"I could hear him in the front, that was how loud he was and the way he spoke about his wife." Gia gave a frown and shook her head. "Look, this should be an open and shut case no matter what Mr. W'kabi thinks. The sooner the cases start the better and then I won't have to see him anymore. Now please lock the doors for now until we’re both ready to leave, so no more inquiries for today.”
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