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Am I the only one who has way to strong attachment issues and when I attach to someone I just want to share everything with them?
#all in the hope that they like who i am since all i share and say is who i am and its a lowkey way to show them#Not so lowkey*#I am who I am#and thats all that I is.#ramblings#personal#mine#Izzi#delete later probs#bmh thoughts#bmh#BadMentalHealth
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From Akthar to Dr.Akthar
The posts continue… Picking up from my last post ( Days at room 865 ) after my 1st wound debridement surgery back at home recovering…
I have already introduced Akthar in my previous posts. He was now becoming to be more of a family now. He got along with everyone and helped out in every way he can. He assisted with my physiotherapy workout and gave me a good foot massage as well. At times I’d…
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can you plsss make a part 2 to the Tommy x daughter when she got kidnapped fhgdyjhdd sorry, you don’t have to I just thought it was really well written ^^
Summary: Part One
Warning: PTSD
Requested: Yes.
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"Alright that's all, please feel free to continue about your days." Tommy said as the family meeting was coming to an end.
Y/N Shelby sat in a chair back pressed against the large book shelf that stood opposite the door.
"I have something I'd like to say." She announced as everyone began to exit. "Something I need to say." She clarified.
Freezing in their tracks they all stop to look at the young girl before looking over to her father to see his reaction. Tommy took a few moments to also assesse his daughter before taking a seat back at his desk prompting everyone to reclaim their seats.
"And what is it that you would like to say?" Tommy asked pulling out a cigarette from his jacked pocket and lighting a flame.
"I've decided to leave." Y/N announced her eyes scanning over the different reaction of her family. "I'm gonna be moving out next week and my stuff will be gone by the end of the month."
The room was eerily silent as the family knew that in situation that concerned Y/N and Tommy it was best to stay quiet but present incase thing were to get out of hand.
Keeping his eyes on this daughter, Tommy let out a sigh before removing the cigarett from his mouth setting it on his desk along side the lighter.
"Moving out?" Tommy asked the 15 year old making sure he had heard her right. "And who exactly do you plan to do that?"
Y/N watched as he interlocked his fingers and leaned forward on the desk, at least he was taking her seriously.
"I'm going to move in with my mum." She answered adjusting her posture as she struggles to hold his gaze. "I've been in contact with her and she invited me to come live with her."
"And how, may I ask, did you get in contact with your mother?"
"No."
"No?"
"You may not ask." Y/N stated knowing that anyone involved in helping her would pay a price heavier than their 'crime'. Tommy scoffed maybe he would find this situation amusing if not for the context.
"So you, through unknown means, were able to contact the woman who dropped you off to our doorstep and disappeared without a trace and now fifteen years later expect me to allow you to just fuck off with her to god knows where?" Tommy summarized. "And you're running off with a stranger on the promises of lollipops and rainbows, does she even have a place for you to stay?"
"She was young back then, she couldn't raise a child on her own."
"I was young too, but I took care of you because you were mine." Tommy countered. "While she was too irresponsible to take care of her own child."
"She's different now, she married to a nice man...." Y/N defended her mother. "I've got sibling...they all live in London in a nice house."
"And how do you know any of this is true?" Tommy asked rubbing his hand across his forehead in frustration. "She could be telling you anything to get you to London."
"I know cause I've seen it. I've been there. met them." She confessed angrily looking to her father for insinuating she was some stupid child clinging to word with nothing to back it up. "I went to meet her last month, the week I was gone."
"Last month?" Tommy asked standing from his seat coming around to lean on the side of the desk facing her full on arms folded across his chest. "When you told me you were going to visit your friend Olivia? Though I suspect she doesn't exist."
"She's one of my sisters." She clarified avoiding eye contact for a few moments before looking back to her father's face. "I spent time with them. My stepdad is a nice man, he's a banker, he treated me nice. When mom said she wanted me to live with them he said he wouldn't mind."
"A banker? and what is they call him?" Tommy asked reaching back over to the desk to retrieve his cigarette and lighter. Y/N was hesitant at first but know he would find out sooner or later.
"Anthony Crestwood." She sighed.
"Right, Isaiah."
"Yeah Tom?"
"I need you to get the address of the the Crestwood family, I'd like to have a call with Mr. Crestwood and his wife." He informed the young blinder never looking away from Y/N.
"Your going to call them?" Y/N asked only slightly confused seeing as he had every right to want to speak to the couple who would be housing his daughter.
"Yes. Yes I am." Tommy answered lighting the cigarette between his lips. "And I will be informing the Crestwood family that upon their arrival to Arrow House in an attempt to remove my child there should be no doubt in there minds that at that exact moment their home will be burning to the ground." Taking a drag of the nicotine he watched as his daughter eyes widened in disbelief as she stood from her seat.
"You can't do that."
"I can." Tommy replied. "I can and I will but not if you don't make me. It's time you learned action have consequences" He said pointing at her with the cigarette between his fingers.
"So this is how it's going to be?" She asked. "You don't care about be so that means that no one else can?"
"I care for you, you know what I do but you have chosen to forget that in the wake of one mistake." Tommy shouted
"'It's time you've learned your actions have consequences' or does that not apply to you, just everyone else?"
"So this is a 'consequence' an attempt for you to punish me for how I've wronged you." Tommy accused.
"God are you kidding- No!" Y/N shouted. "This is an attempt to free myself. this is an attempt to not have nightmares every time I close my eyes because for the last few months that all it ever is! Because every time I look at your face the only thing I can see is that man laughing and telling my that my father didn't give a damn about me and believing him because I had no prove to say otherwise.
I've tried to forgive you, you have no idea how badly I want to. How badly I want to run to you like when I was younger and think that you'd never let anything hurt me, that the worries of the world don't exist inside the comfort of your arms but I can't.
So no Tomas...I'm not doing this to you, I'm doing this for me."
The two stood there both looking into each other's eyes it was only then that Tommy truly saw how broken his daughter was on the inside and Y/N saw how desperate her father was to keep her.
"I fucked up. I know I fucked up but you have to see that I am trying." Tommy admitted. "That I can't make this better if you run away."
"I know you are...but I can't get better if I stay."
"..."
#masterlist#peaky blinder x reader#sweet pea imagine#peaky blinders request#shelby!reader#tommy shelby imagine#daughter!reader#tommy shelby!daughter#tommy shelby
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#rami malek#tiff#the hollywood reporter#bmh press#my gifs#i loved this sequence in video and thought it'd make great gifs but the flashes were overwhelming
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you know who you are
i’ve changed a lot since the last time we spoke
a lot
i got everything back on track
my weight/appearance
you probably wouldn’t even recognize me
my education
actually getting that chemical engineering degree. it’s been hell but I’m halfway there
my ability to form interpersonal relations
had a huge confidence boost and it’s so much easier to talk to people now
even got a huge raise and promotion at work
yeah I know I said I always hated it
but I genuinely enjoy making them happy
the place is still a toxic cesspool, though
that’ll never change
still not the same without you tbh
nothing really is, even after all this time
although, the one thing that hasn’t changed
is how much I miss and think about you
you’ve probably changed lots, too
i feel like a broken record but
i’m happy for you and v proud of you
i’ll try not to get into it again, but you remember
all the memories and all we’ve been through
that was love in its purest form
i know the distance wouldn’t have worked
it barely worked as friends
i’m positive I’ll never find a love like you again
all the girls I’ve been with pale in comparison
maybe it’s because I look for you in them
and it’s never you so it never works out
because you’re you, a special human
i gave you my heart and you gave me yours
and I still have a piece of it
that I’ll hold on to forever
if you ever decide to come back
you know how to find me
i’ll be here
like I always was
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Don’t apologize for not posting!!! It’s completely ok!!!! And writing fics is very difficult!!!! I don’t write but i can understand it takes a lot of motivation to do so. And I absolutely love your writing!!!!! And I love this new series love lies!!! Have a terrific day!!!!! ☺️
🥺🥺🥺 thank you, this really means a lot to me. idk i thought i became used to feeling pressure to be constantly writing but i hadn’t realised how burnt out i am from bliss among sinners like… it flopped so i know not a lot of ppl following me even know it was posted but that fic took the life out of me, it was very difficult for me to write and edit, and then i immediately jumped into bmh bc i wanted something fun without giving myself a proper relaxation time ig and now writing oneshots is very. unpleasant for me 😭
idk if anyone can relate but it’s just what i’ve been feeling. i find it easier and more enjoyable to write smaus rn especially w the heat lmao like even if i weren’t burnt out, it is way too warm to be sitting with my laptop and i frankly am enjoying smaus and drabbles more :’)
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i wrote something!!
soooo I’m a pathological “i have a fic idea and i’m never going to write it or I write a few pages and then fall off” writer buuuut I had this very cute idea and wrote 4k words of it! I wanted to post it here before ao3 because 1) not sure if I’m a fan of starting a multichapter WIP because I still may abandon it like my other stuff 2) i want feedback before i continue!!
here’s the gist: it’s princess prom except it’s a high school au and princess prom is actually homecoming. Adora is very happy and supportive of Glimmer and Bow running for king/queen. Glimmer is very, very passionate about winning. The problem is they’ve naturally got competition, in the form of Perfuma (who is equally as passionate about winning, for her own reasons) and her new girlfriend Scorpia. In a sitcom-style mishap, Adora sort of accidentally signs up to run as well...with Catra, Scorpia’s best friend who Adora doesn’t not have a crush on. The two decide to go through with it with the intention of getting eliminated from the race as soon as possible. Then, their friends come up with a different plan for them.
so, take a read below at 4k of stupidity and let me know what you think, and if you would be interested to read more :) (fyi there is a lot of swearing lol)
“I’M GONNA BE THE QUEEN!”
Adora shrieks, flailing her arms and almost knocking her lamp over in the process. She whirls around in her desk chair to face the intruder, arms raised in karate chop form (she does not know any martial arts), and finds Glimmer, who has flung her bedroom door open and has that crazed Glimmer look in her eyes that only means trouble.
“Fuck! Glimmer, you can’t just sneak up--wait, how did you get in my house?!”
“Didn’t you hear what I said?! Also, the door was unlocked,” Glimmer replies, kicking off her shoes and launching herself onto Adora’s bed, which she had just painstakingly made.
Adora presses her hand into her face, sighing. “I was kind of busy trying not to piss myself. Haven’t you heard of knocking? What if I was, you know...” she says, gesturing vaguely.
Glimmer rolls her eyes. “Please, Adora. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before. Anyway--the student council decided to bring back the homecoming pep rally!” she squeals, gleefully kicking her feet in the air.
Adora leans back in her chair, brows furrowed. “Bring back? Didn’t we have one last year?”
“Yes, but after the water balloon thing they weren’t gonna let us have it anymore, but it turns out that one senior who wasn’t gonna graduate did graduate so I guess they figured it would probably be fine, ‘cause like, who’s ever gonna try and top that?”
“Right,” Adora hums, thinking back to last year’s pep rally. Just before homecoming court was announced, a group of rogue seniors had risen from the bleachers, unleashing dozens of water balloons they had stashed in their backpacks. What ensued was a pandemonium Adora could only remember in flashes, resulting in almost the entire student body and the school’s hallways being completely soaked.
The catch was that the seniors had filled the balloons with blue paint. It had taken the janitorial staff weeks to get the gym bleachers, the lockers in the science wing, and the cafeteria ceiling (don’t ask) to look normal again. Classes were cancelled for almost an entire week because the paint had messed up something with the internal plumbing. It was single-handedly the coolest thing Adora had experienced in her living years.
It was all led by the legendary Mara Hart, notorious for sticking it to the man during her K-12 years. The prank had all but gotten her and her friends expelled, but given that she was otherwise an A+ student and no one could technically prove who was behind it (her friends were loyal to each other to the bitter end), she walked at Bright Moon High’s graduation to uproarious applause from her classmates.
Adora knew some of the more grisly details because Mara had been captain of the girls’ lacrosse team last year--effortlessly cool Mara, endlessly caring Mara, definitely part of Adora’s gay awakening Mara--but it had become something of an urban legend at BMHS over the past year.
“Wait, how do you know any of this?” Adora asks, because while she was personally connected to Mara in a small way, she hadn’t been aware that they were going to cancel the pep rally indefinitely.
Glimmer arches an eyebrow. “Um, hello? My mom’s the principal?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“And Mermista totally let it slip when I asked her about it after the student council meeting,” Glimmer adds, then pauses. “Okay, it was more like I didn’t even wanna be there and I wish no one had ever voted for me and I’ll tell you whatever, but still. I’m...” she props her face in her hands and bats her eyelashes, “in the know.”
Adora smirks and rolls her eyes fondly, turning back to her desk to shut her textbook and put her notes away. She can never get anything done when Glimmer’s around. “Okay, so, pep rally’s back--that’s cool,” she says.
“It’s not just cool, Adora,” Glimmer scoffs. “Being homecoming queen is literally all I’ve wanted since I was a kid. I thought my dream had died with Mara’s academic career, but now there’s hope again--it’s meant to be, Adora. It’s destiny.”
Adora had literally never heard Glimmer talk about this, but, “Um, okay.”
Glimmer huffs and dramatically rolls onto her back, flinging her arms out and further messing up Adora’s sheets. Lesson learned, it isn’t worth the effort for Adora to make the bed anymore. “My mom was the homecoming queen like a hundred years ago, and my aunt was the homecoming queen before that. It’s, like, my birthright!”
Adora lifts a shoulder, twisting around in her chair to look at Glimmer. “Okay, then we’ll just get you to be the homecoming queen too. Can’t your mom just...make it happen?”
“Ugh, no,” Glimmer sighs. “I already asked. It’s a student vote.”
“Oh!” Adora brightens. “That’s easy, then. Everyone loves you.”
Glimmer pouts. “I know, but it’s not just a popularity contest--it’s, like, a whole thing. Me and Bow are gonna have to do a talent show, and there’s a relay race, and other stuff that if we don’t do well in we won’t even get to be in the final vote.”
“Wait, what?” Adora doesn’t remember any of that from last year. “What do you mean, Bow? Is...he's running for homecoming queen too?”
“Ha! No,” Glimmer laughs, then her expression darkens, eyes narrowing. “I would crush him.”
“Right...” Adora says. Actually, Bow would make a pretty good homecoming queen. But Adora values her life, so she decidedly does tell Glimmer this.
“No, every queen nominee has to also have someone to run with them as their ‘king,’” Glimmer explains, making air quotes with her fingers. “There’s no boy/girl bullshit, but you do have to be in a pair.”
“I don’t remember any...talent shows, or whatever,” Adora points out. “I don’t think I’ve ever even heard of one of those happening in real life.”
“Well, obviously you never went. It would’ve all been during your lacrosse thingies and you would've been too busy making googly eyes at Mara Hart,” Glimmer replies, wiggling her fingers at Adora.
Adora crosses her arms and blushes a deep red. “I would not. I would’ve been playing lacrosse. And stuff.” Okay, maybe she did make googly eyes at Mara, but only sometimes, as a treat, and Glimmer doesn’t need to know that.
Glimmer flips back over on her stomach and levels Adora with a pout. “Adora, this means a lot to me. We’re gonna need your help to win this.”
Adora has no idea how she could possibly be of any help with this, but hey-- “Of course, Glimmer. Whatever you need. I’m there.”
Glimmer grins, eyes sparkling. “Yaaaaay. Also, my mom’s making meatloaf tonight, you in?”
Adora pumps her fist in the air. “Sweet. Hell, yes.”
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“This is a joke, right? Like, you’re joking?” Catra says into the receiver as she shoves another handful of popcorn into her mouth.
“I am usually a pretty funny gal, it’s true--but, ah, no. This time I’m serious,” Scorpia replies on the other end.
Catra hoists her phone higher up on her shoulder while she adjusts her grip on her Xbox controller. “Okay, please explain,” she says between chews.
Scorpa sighs, and Catra visualizes her sitting cross-legged on her bedspread, hugging one of her many stuffed animals to her chest. “I know it’s kind of silly, but Perfuma sounded really excited about it, ‘cause I guess if you win, you get to pick what charity the proceeds from the dance ticket sales go to, and...I just couldn’t say no?”
Catra smirks, mashing a series of buttons on her controller as her TV screen lights up in front of her. She’s been trying to get past this level for weeks, but she’ll probably die right before the end again whether she’d answered Scorpia’s call or not. “You are so whipped,” she says.
Scorpia sighs again, but this time Catra can hear a smile in it. “I guess so, kitty cat. Still, it sounds kinda...fun? I mean, it’s more time spent with her, if anything else. She’s talking about writing an original song together for the talent show and incorporating her Tibetan singing bowls into it.”
Catra takes that in and barely suppresses a laugh. Her New Year’s resolution was to make fun of her friends less. Some days are harder than others. “Um, wow,” she says instead. “That’s, uh...that’ll be interesting. Do I have to call you Queen Scorpia if you win?”
“Oh, Perfuma doesn’t believe in gendered royalty,” Scorpia replies. “She wants us to be known as Homecoming Monarchs.”
“Of course she does,” Catra mutters. Perfuma is endlessly kind and patient and makes Scorpia smile, so by default Catra likes her, but otherwise they...don’t exactly share identical values, let’s say. Catra brings her own point home by pressing a button on her controller and chainsawing an alien in half on screen.
“Do you...think it’s a stupid idea? The whole...running for homecoming thing, I mean.”
Catra hears the telltale signs of Scorpia-doubting-herself in her reply, so she pauses the game. “Nah. If it’s something you guys wanna do, you should go for it. Fuck what anyone else thinks.”
“Okay, thanks,” Scorpia says, sounding lighter. “I think it means a lot to Perfuma. It would be cool to win it for her.”
“Well, hey,” Catra continues, un-pausing her game. “If you need any help, let me kn--oh, fuck!”
“Catra?” Panic sets in Scorpia’s tone. “Kitty cat, speak to me--do I need to call 911?!”
“No, no, Scorpia, please don’t do that,” Catra groans, tossing her controller aside. “I just got blown up in my stupid game again, that’s all. I’m never gonna beat this final boss.”
Scorpia sighed in relief. “Aw, don’t give up, kitty cat. One of these days, you’re gonna really give it to--what’s the dude’s name again?”
“Prime something-or-whatever,” Catra grumbled, reaching for her popcorn.
“Yeah, that guy. He’ll never know what hit him.”
Catra snickers into the receiver. “Yeah, okay. Thanks, Scorpia.”
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The lunch period at BMHS is, naturally, chaotic. Being a regional high school, every inch of the place is usually crawling with students, and the cafeteria is no different. The student population is small enough and the cafeteria big enough to condense into one lunch period, although Adora has oftentimes heard Perfuma lament about the ethics and health concerns of overcrowding.
Adora likes chaos. She likes that the overlapping sounds of chairs scraping and garbled chattering combine to form a comforting din that allows her to drown out whatever weird TikTok plans Bow’s making (ok, to be real, she will be asking about them later) and quietly observe the antics happening at tables around them.
She takes another bite of her pudding and her eyes land on the table to their right where Kyle, Lonnie, and Rogelio from her math class always sit together. Lonnie is mechanically chewing her gum as she stares into a compact mirror, examining her eyebrows with fierce concentration. Across from her, Kyle is holding up something on his phone to Rogelio with one hand and gesticulating wildly with the other as he holds a corn dog. Rogelio is nodding along but is staring down fondly at Kyle rather than at the screen Kyle’s pointing to, one arm hanging loose around Kyle’s shoulders. Lonnie slaps her compact shut and shouts something at them, pointing emphatically to her eyebrows. They all pause for a moment before bursting into laughter. Then Kyle drops his corn dog.
Adora pointedly does not observe the table across from theirs. She’ll gladly watch the Star siblings silently and intensely do their homework for the next period, or listen to Mermista fight off Seahawk’s PDA attempts, but nothing could compel her to look at the table straight ahead.
That table was where Catra Weaver and her friends sat.
Including: Perfuma’s new girlfriend, Scorpia Garnet; Entrapta Dryl, who was dating one of the Hordak twins (Adora was ever completely sure which one); the Hordak twins in question, one of which who usually broods silently and one of which who usually stares around smiling at nothing and everything; the stylish and blonde ruler of the theatre kids who has been nicknamed Double Trouble for as long as Adora can remember; and finally: Catra Weaver. Effortlessly cool, effortlessly gorgeous, effortlessly effortless Catra Weaver, leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed, coolly regarding the rest of the cafeteria as she holds court at her table of wonderful misfit toys.
Today’s effortless ensemble: cool jean jacket, a cool crop top, cool black jeans, cool combat boots, she got a haircut recently so--
“Um, Earth to Adora?”
“Huh?” Adora says, jerking her head up.
This is why she avoids looking at Catra Weaver’s table. Or Catra Weaver in general.
“We were talking about homecoming,” Glimmer says from her seat across from Adora, raising an eyebrow. “You were totally spaced out.”
Adora clears her throat, willing herself not to blush. “Sorry,” she replies, digging back into her pudding.
“Glimmer’s trying to convince me not to run for court,” Perfuma continues, crossing her arms.
“What? Why?”
“Because it’s totally lame and stupid and a waste of time,” Mermista answers from beside Perfuma, inspecting her nail polish. She glances up when she senses everyone at the table staring at her. “What?”
“Mermista, you’re on the homecoming committee,” Bow says.
Mermista shrugs. “So? I said what I said.”
“Look, Perfuma,” Glimmer starts, sliding her hand across the table toward Perfuma. “I just don’t want you to be disappointed if you lose. Homecoming’s a really big deal to me, and I really want to win.” She smiles saccharinely, tilting her head at Perfuma, eyes gone wide. Bow and Adora exchange a look.
Perfuma smiles back. “Oh, don’t worry about me, Glimmer! I’m sure our classmates will select the most deserving and talented couple to win,” she says, then goes back to stabbing a fork into her salad.
Glimmer’s eye starts twitching. Bow slowly and gently takes Glimmer’s hand and slides it back to her side of the table. “Glimmer, we’ll do great. The most important thing is to have fun,” he says, patting her hand.
“The most important thing is the charity,” Perfuma mutters.
“That too.”
“Is anybody else we know running?” Adora asks. Glimmer and Perfuma both shake their heads in response, until Mermista sighs dejectedly.
“Unfortunately,” she groans, raising her hand.
“Wait, what?! You just said it was stupid and lame!” Bow squawks.
“It is,” Mermista rolls her eyes. “But the rest of the student council said it would look really bad if I was on the planning committee and didn’t run. I was forced against my will.”
“Isn’t that a conflict of interest?” Glimmer asks, gripping her lunch tray so tight Adora wondered if she was going to launch it at Mermista’s head.
“I don’t know? I guess not? I’m planning on getting cut as soon as humanly possible though, so whatever,” Mermista replies, flicking her hair behind her shoulder.
“We won’t win with that attitude, my love!” Seahawk roars, throwing his arm around Mermista’s shoulder and raising a fist triumphantly. “You and I are going to be the greatest King and Queen this school has ever seen!”
“Oh my god, please stop,” Mermista groans, hiding her face in her hands.
“Picture it: you, me, newly crowned, gliding down the science wing--the students stop and stare! Could it really be our King and Queen in the flesh? The teachers stare too! I am going to give them both straight A’s!”
“Please just sit and eat your sandwich,” Mermista begs.
“Never,” Seahawk says, then kisses her on the cheek and acquiesces, taking a big bite of his sandwich. Adora tries to hide her smirk when she sees Mermista blush a deep red. She elbows Glimmer and nods in their direction so she can see.
“Aw, how cute. I’m going to destroy them,” Glimmer whispers in Adora’s ear.
“I know,” Adora whispers back. “But try to at least be nice about it.”
“No promises.”
“Ok, I have to pee,” Adora announces to the table, grabbing her lunch tray as she stands, grinning at Bow’s groan of TMI, Adora!
She makes her way over to the trash cans by the cafeteria exit, waving to her friends on the lacrosse team as she dumps her leftovers in the trash and sets the tray in the dish bin beside it. She should probably go over and check in with them about practice tonight, but she really has to pee, which reminds her that she forgot her water bottle all the way back to the table and needs to refill it before her next class.
“Damn it,” she mutters to herself, still smiling at her lacrosse friends as she whips around to head back--
And crashes right into someone, their heads knocking smack together.
“Ow!” Adora yelps, losing her footing for a moment. She rubs at her stinging forehead, glancing up as she apologizes, “Shit, sorry, sorry, that was totally my fault, I--”
And stares right up at Catra Weaver.
“I...I...I...”
She blinks a few times, but yes, that is Catra Weaver, rubbing at her own forehead and fixing a few strands of hair that had come loose from behind her ears. Catra Weaver, up close and personal, who she hasn’t talked to since...
“Your forehead is fucking hard. And big,” Catra says, holding her tray in one hand as she narrows her eyes up at Adora.
“Oh, um, you too...I mean! Thanks? I grew it myself,” Adora replies spectacularly, and then promptly wants to crawl into a hole and never come out.
Catra raises one eyebrow at her. “How hard did I hit you?”
Adora scrambles to answer. “Oh, not at all! I mean, not hard. It was my fault. Are you, um, are you okay?” This is going amazingly.
“I’m fine, Greyskull,” Catra replies, sending a tingle up Adora’s spine. She goes to deposit her tray. “Just watch where you’re going.”
Adora grins dopily. “Yes. I mean--I will. Sorry. Again.”
Catra glances Adora up and down, eyebrow still raised, and goes to say something else, when they’re interrupted by a foreboding, familiar voice.
“Ah, Adora! I’m so pleased to see you taking an interest in student affairs.”
Adora turns to see Glimmer’s mom looming over them, hands neatly clasped together. Maybe looming isn’t the right word as she’s smiling brightly down on her and Catra, but she’s tall, ok? “Oh, hi Ang--,” Adora starts before remembering they’re at school, “um, Mrs. Moon. What’s up?”
Angella gestures between her and Catra. “I was just observing how wonderful it will be that Glimmer will have a friend to share the homecoming experience with.”
Adora tenses again, remembering that Catra is still standing very close to her. “Oh, haha, yeah, super great. Wait, what?” Sharing?
Then she notices that her and Catra are standing in front of the wall where the Homecoming Court Signup Sheet is hanging. A sparkly pen tied to the clipboard is dangling within Adora’s reach.
“Oh, um, actually, Perfuma’s already--”
“I think this activity will make a fine addition to your college applications, Adora. And you know how Glimmer gets,” Angella leans in conspiratorially, not bothering to lower her voice. “I think it will calm her nerves to have a friend by her side. A bit of friendly competition, even!” she claps her hands together, delighted. “I remember having so much fun with my friends back in my day.”
“But, I’m already on the lacrosse team...” Adora mumbles, scratching the back of her neck. She glances down at the pen.
“Oh, but you know schools these days, always looking for that something that makes a student stand out,” Angella says, waving her hand dismissively. “And don’t worry, I’ll speak to Coach Huntara about any scheduling conflicts. You’ll get to have the best of both worlds!”
Wait, but lacrosse was Adora’s whole thing--does she not stand out enough? Will she seem boring to UEternia? “I...”
“Oh, Ms. Weaver!” Angella says, as if she’s just now noticing Catra. “I didn’t take you for the...school spirit type.”
“I’m not,” Catra replies, crossing her arms. She smiles saccharinely and adds, “ma’am,” for good measure. God, she’s cool.
“Ah,” Angella says, creating an awkward pause before brightening again. “Well, still, here you are. Are you Adora’s running mate?”
So, sometimes Adora panics.
Look, she’s in a high-stress situation. The girl she doesn’t not have an embarrassing crush on bumped into her, talked to her, and then her best friend’s mom swooped in basically saying that lacrosse is boring and dumb and running for homecoming court will get her into UEternia. At least, that’s what Adora got from all that. And then she insinuates that she’ll be doing that with Catra Weaver.
So, she panics. She panics, and she grabs the glittery pen, and she continues to panic.
“Yep! We’re running together!” she says, grinning.
“Say what?” Catra hisses.
“Oh, wonderful!” Angella squeals, clapping her hands together again. “I must say, I think this will turn out to be a very interesting competition. You’ll have to come dress shopping with us, Adora.”
“Haha, yeah...” Adora says, quickly scribbling Adora Greyskull & Catra Weaver on the signup sheet. Oh fuck, oh god.
“Hang on a fu--” Catra starts, then clamps her mouth shut, because the goddamn principal is still talking to them.
“Oh, I wonder what you’ll do for the talent show! I can’t wait...well, I’m off. It was great catching up, girls!” Angella says, and winks, and does weird-mom-finger-guns, and then she’s gliding away as quickly as she came.
Adora continues to grin and wave awkwardly until Angella is out of sight, then she deflates. That was so weird.
Then she turns and sees Catra reach for the pen that’s still in her hand. Adora has half a mind to snatch it away. Or half a brain cell, at least. “Hey!”
“Cross our names out. Right. Now,” Catra growls through gritted teeth, still trying to grab the pen. Adora tries to hold it up out of reach, but it’s still attached to the clipboard, so the best she can do is weave her hand in and out of Catra’s way.
“Um, no? I just told her we were running!”
“Well, we’re not. Give it to me!”
“No!” Adora grunts, yanking the pen away. “You heard her--she’s gonna talk to Coach Huntara. I can’t back out now.”
“Well, I can!” Catra says, grabbing at Adora’s arm, where she has the pen tucked under her armpit. “Find someone else to run with you!”
“I can’t! They’ll want to win!” Adora says, twisting her body away from Catra. She’s having a slight meltdown over Catra touching her so much, but she’s focusing on the pen for now. “No one’s gonna want to run with me anyway.”
Catra mutters something under her breath that Adora doesn’t catch, then she snakes her hand under Adora’s and takes hold of her wrist. Adora stifles a gasp. “Wait, you don’t want to win?” Catra asks, eyebrow quirked.
“Noooo,” Adora furiously shakes her head. “No, no, no. Glimmer would kill me. She wants to win. I just, um, panicked. I guess?” The heat from Catra’s hand is searing into her wrist.
Catra glances down at their hands and back up at Adora. “So, your friend will kill you if you run for homecoming. And you just signed up in front of her mom?”
“Um...” Adora thinks for a second. “Yes?”
Catra huffs out a laugh. “Wow, you’re even more of an idiot than I remember.”
Adora feels her face redden, shocked at Catra’s casual mention of the past, and glances away. “Look, let’s just get eliminated as quickly as possible and then we can forget it ever happened. Deal?”
“Ugh,” Catra lets out a groan, leaning her head back. She tugs at Adora’s wrist a few times, finding that she isn’t budging. “Fine! As quickly as possible.”
“As quickly as possible,” Adora nods, finding herself grinning as Catra loosens her grip and pulls away. “I’m gonna take this pen home, by the way,” she calls out as Catra begins to head back to her table.
“Fuck!”
After Adora finally pees and refills her water bottle, she gingerly sits back down beside Glimmer. Poor, sweet, deadly Glimmer, who’s chattering away excitedly with Seahawk about some new music video or something.
She says, in a very tiny voice, “So, um...I think I’m running for homecoming queen?”
Glimmer whips her head around, nose flaring. She stands up, slamming both hands down on the table with a smack.
“You WHAT?!”
And then the bell rings.
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hi loves! so “break my heart” will most likely be released this month or early next month, depending on if school isn’t stressing me out sdkjfklsdj (i apologize for making yall wait so long) + bmh is currently 3k words atm 💖💖
and because i feel so bad for making yall wait so long, here’s some snippets from the current wips in my drafts 😘🤭
tagging: @sketchguk, @suhdays , @flytomyjoon, @jinings, @papillonsgf, @diorzumi, @cafemiya, @balenciaguks
from mist, the sequel to ‘i won’t say i’m in love’ (ateez)
“you felt your heart ache at the utter anger and confusion on mingi’s face. “you lied to me?” “yes, but i-” “but you what? thought it would be amusing to lead me on? to rip my heart out?” you flinched at the uncharacteristic coldness in mingi’s voice. “please, i can explain-” mingi shook his head, grip tightening on the hilt of his sword. “i never want to see you again, and don’t you ever think for one second that i’m going to come to rescue you from whatever danger you might face. you disgust me.” he snapped, voice as hard as steel. you could only watch, helplessly, as the man you loved walked away, taking your heart with him.”
from blue and grey, the sequel to ‘hush my angel’, my angel jungkook fic!
“ jungkook fought back tears and returned the hug, arms coming up to embrace jimin, gently holding him as if he were made of glass, and rubbed comforting circles on his lower back, avoiding the place where his wings where. “jungkook, please never think that you’re a burden or that we’re going to get angry at you for wanting to rest. your health is more important than some bullshit paperwork, and if jin hyung gets pissed about it, he can kiss my ass.” jungkook, despite himself, laughed softly at jimin’s empty threat, and hugged him tighter.”
and finally, from break my heart, my wwsk au 💛(tbh i kind of laughed when i wrote this lmao i really think i’m funny)
“taehyung laughed, running a hand through his thick, curly hair, which he’d started to grow out a bit more. “did you get a perm?” “yeah, hoseok hyung told me i look like a poodle.” “well, you’re a handsome poodle, at least.” taehyung rolled his eyes. “yeah, tell that to my mom, she also insulted me when i came home looking like this, she’s so cruel sometimes.” “i love your mom, and for the record, i think she’s just being honest.”
i hope you all enjoyed these little previews 💖💖
#isabella.txt#i promise it'll be up soon!#i just want to make sure it's good for yall#and im also finishing up an ateez fic as well<3#so that'll probably be up before bmh just so that i only have two wips that i'm currently working on instead of three sjfkljfkljsd
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If you were dua’s management, which other song from the album would you have chosen for a single?
Honestly, I think Dua and her team picked all the right singles off FN! ‘Don’t Start Now’ was a great first single because it sets the tone of what the era was going to be and it kinda eased us into the 80s sound without fully getting into the retro territory. ‘Physical’, to me, was the most single-worthy song on the album so it made perfect sense as the second single that dropped closer to the album release to keep the hype train rolling. BMH’s cute and it’s a bit of a call-back to her first era - I wouldn’t have picked it over ‘Hallucinate’ and I think it did overshadow the release of that. ‘Levitating’ is catchy af and rightfully a smash that it is. I was rooting for LA to be a single as well, but it’s not really blowing up like I thought it would. I still love that song and I still love the use of the sample. That pretty much leaves us with ‘BWBB’, ‘GIB, ‘Cool’ and ‘Pretty Please’ (FN as a song did get a release as a teaser so that shouldn’t count), the only song that would be worthy of pushing out of that would be ‘Pretty Please’ imo, but I don’t think it needs to be a single either. Out of the deluxe offerings, I’d say ‘That Kind of Woman’ should have been a single and if not then ‘If It Ain’t Me,’ which is a good idea if they wanted to play the long game since they can easily extend its radio life by dropping the remix with Normani on it. ‘We’re Good’ isn’t a bad song per se, but it didn’t go with the rest of the overarching sound of FN. It sounds more like a throwaway from her self-titled album.
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Chapter 1. Just... chapter 1
Send me your favorite scene/chapter from one of my works and I’ll post a DVD commentary on it.
okay I'm gonna assume you mean chapter 1 of bloom since it's my latest fic haha.
Originally, bloom was literally meant to be a little one shot based on this post someone sent me, which very quickly spiralled out of control. So even though I left seeds of things in that first chapter, I never thought they'd actually be explored. But I loved it so much that I wanted to expand on the world and began properly outlining after either this chapter or like chapter 2.
First of, the title of the whole fic and every chapter is a different song lyric. Some of the songs (all in the playlist) really accurately describe mainly Catra's feelings or what she's going through, while other ones are just more of bops that although had one or two relatable lines, they're not as meaningful and are there to more or less fulfill the vibe/feeling I'm going for. you showed me your smile and my cares were gone fits into the latter category.
Now onto the chapter itself!
She'd been dancing when she’d run into her ex’s friends. Then her ex.
So I know it was a big question in this chapter who Catra's ex was, because it was never revealed since it really wasn't that significant and isn't in the rest of the fic either. Initially I thought of having her ex be DT but decided against it just because it didn't feel right. Because she probably won't make any appearances in the fic (besides mentions), I think it's only fair that I tell you guys a little bit about her.
So, her name's Roxanne and she just graduated high school (she went to Bright Moon High) when Catra finished her sophomore year so she's 18/19 now. They met at a party when Catra was still back at Horde High (when she was 15) and after a couple of months of knowing each other they got together. She was Catra's first girlfriend which...other than serving to reaffirm her sexuality to herself it was not a great relationship and definitely did more harm than good, especially towards the end.
So she put in her earphones, chose her late night vibes playlist and scrolled through Twitter.
Someone once asked me to also make a playlist of what Catra listens to and I would if finding all the songs for every chapter didn't traumatise me but after thinking about it, in this playlist she'd have some Frank Ocean songs, Bruno Major, Harry Styles, some X songs on this playlist. Oh songs by this one artist called keshi - very chill and I can imagine she'd jam to that.
Adora Grayskull: the captain of the lacrosse team, adored by many, quite possibly the whole school, teachers and students alike.
I don't know why out of all the sports I chose lacrosse. But I did. So. More work for me.
Maybe she added all her classmates. Yeah—that was probably it.
Okay so this is in reference to Adora adding Catra to her private story and while, yes, she'd be fairly liberal with who she added to her private story, she also specifically added Catra hoping that she'd get added to hers (to no surprise, Catra doesn't have one) or that it'd somehow start a conversation. It did. Eventually.
There was, just not what she’d expected—a picture of her ceiling and the caption: skipped out on party, bored at home - smbdy hmu?
Adora is the type of teen who cares more about the food at a party and the company rather than the drinking culture and dancing. Combine that with the fact she's also just a workaholic and I can imagine that if Glimmer and Bow didn't drag her out to most parties she'd go to slim to none of them.
Catra was sitting on the bench still, bopping her head side to side, only slightly tipsy and now listening to her guilty pleasures playlist—mostly consisting of pop music—when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
Taylor Swift is 1000% on this playlist.
Taking a step closer, Adora opened her mouth, then closed it, opened it again and settled on saying, “I...was I not meant to? Because you did kind of ask, and then I responded, so I—”
Adora is such a dork here, I love it. Like she's just so awkward but she's also simultaneously radiating himbo energy and I love it lmao. As the chapters progress, she does have less moments like these because she's obviously gotten more comfortable around Catra but there are times when this energy comes back and it so much fun to write.
Catra was widely known in school, which she supposed was similar to Adora, but for all the wrong reasons.
Although Catra is super smart, she was obviously held back by being in an environment like Horde High and it got to a point (near the end of her time their especially) where she didn’t really care and was really acting out. And even though she wanted a fresh start at BMH, her reputation massively carried and it only got worse when she broke up with her girlfriend and she outed her and started spreading even more rumours, some of them completely untrue just to stir the pot. Basically, fuck Roxanne, all my homies hate Roxanne.
Adora held out one of the sweatshirts she had under her arm. Briefly hesitating, Catra took it, muttering a ‘thanks’ before putting it on. She wasn't sure if Adora watched her as she did. Unsurprisingly, it was a size or two big, as Adora was a little taller, and definitely had more muscle. But it was warm, and it smelt like it was fresh out of the laundry, and it’d been worn by Adora Grayskull—Bright Moon’s star athlete.
At this point, Catra very much only sees Adora as this popular girl who everyone loves, because that’s how everyone else sees her. And even though she prides herself in not caring about that kind of thing, she still can’t help but be a little star struck that she’s wearing Adora Grayskull’s clothes. Because how many people can say that they have? Also, pretty girl, she gay.
They got to her truck, with Adora getting in after shutting Catra’s door for her (apparently it shut better from the outside) and went to put her keys in the ignition.
This is kinda true, but also kinda bullshit. Adora is just chivalrous. Also, I’m surprised I haven’t written this in yet, but her truck’s called Swift Wind.
“Really, Grayskull?” Catra asked again. Adora gave her a blank look in return, so she continued with a sigh. “Okay well, not only was she just a shitty person, but she pretty much outed me, to the whole school. Ring any bells?”
Bright Moon High is definitely not the Horde, so most people aren’t dicks, or raging homophobes, but after a slew of bad experiences Catra had witnessed and some she’d been apart of at the Horde, she obviously wasn’t ready to come out of the closet there and being at BMH didn’t change that. But because she was outed, she didn’t really have a say in it and being from a Horde High, some people who aren’t even necessarily homophobic would use that against her.
That was when Catra looked down and realised she’d forgotten to take off her sweatshirt.
The sweatshirt is definitely going to make a reappearance. Maybe in a different form. Like I just love this trope, it’s so cute and you can’t convince me otherwise so.
Anyway, that’s the end of this commentary thing, I had a lot of fun, and if you guys liked it, feel free to leave another in my ask box! Chapter 8 is coming I promise, I’m just finding it hard to find time to write now that I’ve started A-Levels but hopefully it can be out this week! (:
#bloom asks#micah answering asks#asks and answers#bloom#send anons#spop#catradora#thank u anon#i had a lot of fun
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Help me choose my next longfic
Hello! When I finished writing Borrow My Heart a few lovely people asked me about writing more fic for Charlotte/Stringer in Sanditon, which I fully intend to. I’ve got a couple of shorter fics planned (one of which should be up tomorrow!), but I’m going back and forth between a few ideas for my next longfic so I thought I’d post them here so those of you who are interested could tell me which you would most like to read & help me pick what to work on next! 😊
These are my current faves:
Stringer’s POV of Borrow My Heart - not a full rewrite, but a few key scenes from the main fic, plus some new post-fic material all from his perspective.
Regency Friends With Benefits - I don’t even know where this came from, I literally woke up one morning like “Oh! I should try to write a FWB fic in a Regency setting” lmao. My idea is something a few years post-canon where Charlotte is a young widow who doesn’t want to marry again but has needs (😉) and she goes to London where she meets James again who’s now pursuing his architectural career. Georgiana would be in this too.
Marriage of convenience - yes I know I just wrote a Fake relationship fic but I love this trope in all its minute variations okay, I’m a simple woman. Basically there’s reasons they both need to get married (probably money) and most of the fic would be post-wedding (see there is a difference to BMH!). This one would likely also be a few years post-canon where James is already an architect.
Modern University AU(s) - I’m not sure if anyone wants to read a modern AU of them, but I had a few ideas for some university based ones; one just fluffy friends to lovers, one smutty where Charlotte goes to James for sex advice and one a bit more angsty where they have very bad timing (but ofc happy ending).
These would be of varying lengths, but I’d say at least 3 or 4 chapters for all. Drop me a comment/message if you have a preference! 😊
Back tomorrow with a new fic [ETA: link to that one is now here], but until then don’t forget to check out two delightful fics Charlotte/Stringer fics that were written for me, which you can find more about here.
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I don’t know, arguably it tells you that you should pay a fun number for stocks? Like, if you are going to buy stock, it might be more fun to buy it for $420 than for $417.94. (420 is a marijuana reference.) The stock of famously fun Tesla Inc. recently hit $1,000, which is a pretty fun number I guess, but in 2018 Tesla’s famously fun chief executive officer, Elon Musk, famously pretended he was going to take it private for $420 “because he had recently learned about the number’s significance in marijuana culture and thought his girlfriend ‘would find it funny, which admittedly is not a great reason to pick a price.’” BMH theorists would say, no, it’s a great reason.
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2018 AOTY List and More!
Click the “keep reading” link to see the innovacancy official 2018 breakdown.
Albums of the Year
IDLES – Joy as an Act of Resistance
Mitski – Be the Cowboy
Car Seat Headrest – Twin Fantasy: Face to Face
Iceage – Beyondless
shame – Songs of Praise
Daughters – You Won’t Get What You Want
Bambara – Shadow on Everything
Tropical Fuck Storm – A Laughing Death in Meatspace
Death Grips – Year of the Snitch
Viagra Boys – Street Worms
Parquet Courts – Wide Awake!
Street Sects – The Kicking Mule
Goat Girl – s/t
Against All Logic – 2012-2017
JPEGMAFIA – Veteran
The Blinders – Columbia
Ed Schrader’s Music Beat – Riddles
Mount Eerie – Now Only
Beach House – 7
Lucy Dacus – Historian
Ought – Room Inside the World
LOMA – s/t
The Beths – Future Me Hates Me
Spiritual Cramp – Television
Moonface – This One’s for the Dancer…
Thom Yorke – Suspiria OST
U.S. Girls – In a Poem Unlimited
Young Fathers – Cocoa Sugar
Failure – In the Future…
Courtney Barnett – Tell Me How You Really Feel
Big Ups – Two Parts Together
Oh Sees – Smote Reverser
Jack White – Boarding House Reach
Arctic Monkeys – Tranquility Base Hotel and Casino
of Montreal – White is Relic/Irrealis Mood
Son Lux – Brighter Wounds
Trashlight – Honey Insulation
Father John Misty – God’s Favorite Customer
The Soft Moon – Criminal
Shopping – The Official Body
Jack Ladder & the Dreamlanders – Blue Poles
Efrim Manuel Menuck – Pissing Stars
Tony Molina – Kill the Lights
Jeff Rosenstock – POST-
The Voidz – Virtue
Neko Case – Hell-On
Wye Oak – The Louder I Call, the Faster it Runs
Suuns – Felt
Suede – The Blue Hour
Camp Cope – How to Socialise & Make Friends
Shows of the Year:
Idles @ Rough Trade NYC and Brighton Music Hall
Mitski @ 3S Artspace
Show Me the Body @ Foo Fest
shame @ Sinclair
Antarctigo Vespucci @ Sinclair
of Montreal @ 3S Artspace
Yacht @ Great Scott
Priests @ Great Scott
Radiohead @ TD Garden (night 2)
Iceage @ Sinclair
Frightened Rabbit @ Sinclair
Street Sects @ AS220
The Voidz @ The MET
Car Seat Headrest @ Royale
Parquet Courts & Goat Girl @ Fete
Angel Olsen @ Mass MoCA
Metz @ BMH
DeVotchKa @ ONCE
Okkervil River @ Royale
Ought @ Sinclair
EPs of the Year:
HMLTD – Hate Music Last Time Delete
Twisted Ankle – Demo Two
boygenius – s/t
Protomartyr - Consolation
the Mountain Goats – Hex of Infinite Binding
Aphex Twin – Collapse
Heavy Lungs – Abstract Thoughts
Iron & Wine – Weed Garden
Songs of the Year:
IDLES – Never Fight A Man With a Perm
HMLTD – Proxy Love
Ought – Desire
Shame – Dust on Trial
Mitski – Nobody
JPEGMAFIA – Baby I’m Bleeding
Lucy Dacus – Timefighter
Fontaines DC – The Cuckoo is a-Callin’
Viagra Boys – Just Like You
Death Grips – Linda’s in Custody
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Belenus and Delwyn. Twin brothers. One shared soul. These are two custom companions for my latest watcher in pillars of eternity deadfire. Pair of pale elves formally from The White that Wends. Something happened when they were born and instead of each getting their own soul, one soul tore and they each took a half. They are each half of a coin and are stronger together than apart. Belenus is a devoted fighter who favors a Warhammer because it's a small package that packed a huge punch and can also be useful outside of combat. Stoic to a fault, often lost in thought when not working, can come across as cold and uncaring. Delwyn is a street brawler rogue and a charismatic little shit. Duel wields short swords because it's difficult and he finds it fun. Or so he says. Always looking for opportunities, loose unattended coins, and fun. They share just about everything and that has had it's problems. They now travel with the watcher because they were commanded to by Berath. They are indebted to Berath for reasons they haven't gotten to with the watcher ;). #pillarsofeternity #coloredpencil
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HI I LOVE YOUR BLOG AND CONTENT!!! I just finished my second viewing of Mr. Robot and in order to stave off the inevitable Rami Malek withdrawals I will soon be experiencing, might I ask what movies/shows he’s starred in that you thought were good and also maybe why? I’m asking a few blogs for this so if don’t have time/don’t wanna answer that’s cool but I’d love to get some opinions on his performances from a Rami fan. 👀
Hi! Yes, I saw @malekedd‘s response to your question and that was pretty spot-on.
After Mr. Robot and Bohemian Rhapsody, my number 1 favorite is The Pacific, by far. I was already a fan of that series before I got into this fandom. Hanks and Spielberg (along with the episodic directors) really pulled incredible performances out of the actors. Like malekedd said, you’ll have to wait until episode 5 to see Rami’s Snafu, but it’s totally worth sitting through the first four episodes with my favorite character, Leckie. Snafu is just a great character for Rami, though, because he was complicated in real life, and Rami was allowed to play him without punchlines. Snafu easily could’ve been the punchline in a lot of his scenes—and god knows he was forced to be the punchline in The War at Home too often—so watching him play Snafu with subtlety c’est *chef’s kiss* magnifique.
My other favorites are definitely Buster’s Mal Heart and Short Term 12. They both show Rami’s tender side, and I appreciate the somewhat modern setting in each. Cool story- I reached out to the director of BMH on Instagram because there was—what I thought at the time—a creepy poster of Rami up in the women’s room at Alamo Drafthouse and she responded. (I swear I was cool and apologetic, and she said this is information she can appreciate.)
I cringe through a few of his scenes in Short Term 12, but his character really grows on you, fast. After seeing BoRhap and when I was really starting to foster a crush on Rami, I watched this before Mr. Robot or anything else, and I think it’s when my heart finally exploded and said YUP, THIS FANDOM IS A GO. REPEAT. THIS FANDOM IS A GO. My ovaries also basically exploded at this part (which I literally giffed just for this post just now):
I’ve also enjoyed his role in Da Sweet Blood of Jesus though the film was difficult to sit through and I *gasp* skipped through a lot of scenes toward the end. Rami got to be sassy and attempt an accent that I think he didn’t do very well with, but it was an attractive role for him nonetheless.
Something worth mentioning that we don’t talk a lot about here (especially on my blog, since I’m pretty much all gifs) is his voice work. I watched all of Bojack Horseman after years of putting it off because he was in it, and was pleasantly surprised by the whole show. Also, sometimes it feels like he’s poking fun at Sam in his role, though it’s definitely not a perfect analogy since his character’s kind of a dick. Also, I watched him on Avatar: The Legend of Korra years ago and remember looking up the voice actor just because he had such a distinct sound compared to everyone else in the show. Of course, at the time, I was just sort of like, meh? the Pharaoh from Night at the Museum?
As adorable as he is in Night at the Museum, I was an adult when that came out and Akh was definitely created for girls younger than me. I was aware of that even then. Now I’m on Tumblr with young’ns who fell in love with him at 8 years old and I feel... vindicated? Anyway, those movies are super fun, despite being formulaic, and I’ve casually watched all of them a few times over the years.
Thanks for the question, @valkyrie-athena, and thanks for the love you’ve given to my posts over the last month or two- it hasn’t gone unnoticed!
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New House Developers - How to Discover Best One?
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Here are not many rules which assist you with shortlisting a portion of the new house developers in New Zealand:
Search, Gather and Set up a short rundown of Home Manufacturers:
Before begin bantering with home developers straightforwardly, it is best that you first gather data of the likely manufacturers and make a rundown of them. There are numerous approaches to do this, however the best and efficient that you look for these manufacturers on the web. You can even get a few references from companions, family members and neighbors who may have work with some in the new past. In this manner you get a portion of the data and names of the manufacturers from some solid asset on which you tally and start your cycle.
Do Appropriate Exploration About the Manufacturers in Your Rundown:
As you have arranged the rundown of home manufacturers by gathering data from different sources, you ought to do a record verification about some significant thought like how proficient they are? How customary they are? How they convey? Is it true that they are available to get any thoughts from you? It is safe to say that they are giving the work in ideal way? Furthermore, a lot more things like this. Furthermore, notwithstanding this you can straightforwardly request them for their permit from work, and are they guaranteed to work and have all the appropriate gear and gifted laborers to do the errand. Assuming they can fulfill you with all the data, you can choose as your new house developers New Zealand.
Choosing the best house developer is a vital part in getting the best plan and nature of your new dream home. Thus, it is pivotal that you should employ the developer who is profoundly gifted in arranging, plan and working according to your thoughts and need at sensible bundle with no secret expense and any entanglements during the development of the house.
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