theclaravoyant
Always waste time when you don't have any.
Clara - she/they - 28yo enby gay/queer - autistic - arthritic - Multifandom incl but not limited to Good Omens, OFMD, Heartstopper, Doctor Who, 911/Lone Star, & sitcoms - animal care employee - intersectional feminist - australian - ask me anything - other fanworks spinning off or inspired from anything I post are very much welcome we are all here to have a good time - enjoy!
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#found out the other day that the lightbulb industry LITERALLY conspired to make worse lightbulbs#for this exact reason . you didn’t need to buy enough#I fucking love capitalism and the perpetual growth economy 🙃#nonfandom
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ABBOTT ELEMENTARY (2021- )
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“I am free” bro. BRO
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#gregory eddie #the man you are 😭🥰
ABBOTT ELEMENTARY (2x22 | 3x10)
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Chimney baby I am so sorry for whatever’s happening to you while those hooligans are doing That
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my KINGDOM for michael explaining comp het to eddie
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The thing about Buck is that everyone wants a piece but nobody wants all of him, and the thing about Eddie is that he has a hard time wanting something with all of himself but that’s how much he wants Buck, and the thing about Buck is that he never knows what he wants or makes his own choices but he always chooses Eddie, and the thing about Eddie is that he only makes choices that are for the benefit of other people except he chose Buck for himself
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AN ~ In honour of my return to this hellsite (affectionate) and being immediately dunked in 911 feels, I find myself afflicted with the desire to write like i haven't done in months ! haphazardly taking prompts (but no promises) ... in the meantime, have a lil Maddie / Maddie & Hen at the Madney wedding
tw for mild / vague references to Do*g
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“Thank you. Thank you.” Maddie smiled, waving away her stylist one last time. For the thousandth time she touched the miniature carnation tucked behind her ear. Her carefully, lightly curled hair gently seemed to embrace it. The perfect last minute touch. She admired it in the mirror, and felt her heart squeeze. She was so much more grown up than last time.
Last time. For a moment, it was as if looking into the mirror took her back in time. Looking into the eyes of her younger self, beaming and swishing the dress around herself with no real idea of the monster's den she was about to step inside. Well. Further inside. She had felt so deliciously rebellious at the time and independent – striking out on her own and all that. It hadn't even mattered really that her family couldn't be there. It had seemed more fun that way even, like they were eloping. Doug had been a romantic back in the day, or at least it had seemed that way. And she – she'd been a surprisingly, embarrassingly naïve … girl. Barely more than a child.
The door swung open, interrupting her reverie and snapping her attention to the redness and the tears about to spill down her face.
“No, no no!” Hen ordered, swooping through the room. “Don't cry, you'll ruin your face!” She snatched up a wipe and cradled Maddie's face between her hands, dabbing pointedly at the naughty tears that wouldn't stop burning. Maddie tried to smile it off but her face wouldn't make the right shape, and Hen's teasing bluster softened.
“You okay?” she asked.
“It just- “ Maddie searched for the words. For the gratitude that Hen had stood between herself and the mirror and whatever spiral she'd just let herself get sucked down. “It took me by surprise. Bringing back some stuff.”
“Doug stuff?”
“Yeah.”
Hen crooned gently in her throat. She almost would have pulled Maddie into her, were it not for the absolutely stunning outfits both of them were in and the lack of time and dry-cleaning facilities to sort out getting the tears and foundation off them before the ceremony.
“Doug can't hurt you any more, Maddie,” she promised instead. “He's dead.”
“Yeah. He is.” Maddie clenched a fist. In spite of herself, it still felt good to know that. “I just wish- but then again -” She sighed, and gestured fruitlessly. “It's complicated.”
“Now that, I understand,” Hen assured her. “'Cause it brought you here, didn't it?”
Maddie nodded. Hen stepped aside from the mirror, and for a moment she nearly flinched, but she didn't see her young innocent ghost this time. She saw herself as she stood, with wiser eyes and a mother's body. She stood a little taller on instinct, and Hen smiled.
“You brought yourself here, Maddie,” she reminded her. “You fought for this. For Chimney. For Jee. You fought for a life where you're loved and respected and free. And where you save lives, every single day. 'Cause you're a badass. And I won't have you giving that asshole an iota of credit for that, okay?”
At that, Maddie had to laugh. Her heart still squeezed, but it was more of that full to bursting kind of squeeze. Now she couldn't remember feeling that, the last time.
“Hey now,” Hen continued, and the teasing tone was back now. “Mascara can't tell the difference between sad tears and happy ones. You keep those inside until after the pictures, Mrs Buckley-Han.”
“Yes, Captain,” Maddie agreed, though she could make no promises with the path she was on. At least her smile was back, as well it should be. Mrs Buckley-Han. She'd fought for this.
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buck’s love language is random facts and I love him for that
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when hen hit the civilian …. Aisha getting my whole soul with that every time I can’t
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thirteen + being angry & mean (icymi)
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