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flipchild · 1 year ago

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It Is The Exclamation Mark In The Happiest Sentence I Have Ever Been Able To Write.

It Was Like A Moon, Part Of It Has Always Been Hidden.

Be Careful Whom You Push In. Some Of Us Do Not Come Back.

They Asked, What Is Loyalty? I Replied We Are Humans. Ask A Dog, It Knows Better.

If You Have Been Hurt Too Many Times, But You Still Smile, Trust Me You Are Damn Strong.

Be Savage, Not Average.

It’s A Mess Of Great Chaos, And It’s Visible In Your Eyes.

He Put You Through Hell, And You Called It Love.

Just A Bitch And A Blonde With An Unbreakable Bond.

I’m The Queen Of My Own Little World.

The Eyes Of A Girl Have Their Vocabulary.

Never Let Anyone Stain Your Shine.

Beauty Never Asks For Attention.

It Is Men Who Cannot Keep Secrets, We Can All See Who Ate The Apple!

Girls Are Intellectual Paintings, Even If You Do Not Understand Them, They Are Admired.

Her Attitude Kinda Savage But Her Heart Is Pure Gold.

Smile With Your Eyes.

You Are The Puzzle Piece To My Lego House. Basically, Useless.

If It Requires Smiling, I Probably Won’t Come.

Cinderella Never Asked For A Prince.

If You Cannot Handle The Thick Thighs, Hit The Gym.

Let’s Say Darwin Would Not Have Written About Evolution Had He Met You First.

Make Yourself A Priority.

Create Your Happiness.

Divas Don’t Do Drama. We Do Business.

Darling, Your Looks Can Kill.

I Never Forgive Or Forget, Always Watch Your Back.

Silence Speaks More Than A Thousand Words.

Beauty Never Asks For Attention.

I Must Destroy You With Hugs And Kisses!

There Is Great Beauty In Simplicity.

Smile, You’re Adorable.

There Is A Princess Within All Of Us.

Beautiful Nightmare.

Broken Crayons Keep Coloring.

You Are Not Fully Dressed Until You Shine.

Her Attitude Kinda Savage But Her Heart Is Pure Gold.

Be An Esteemed And Rare Diamond, Not A Stone Found Anywhere.

Beauty Is Power, A Smile Is Your Sword.

I Don’t Beg, I Fight For What Is Rightfully Mine

I Got Hot Sauce In My Bag Swag.

With Or Without You, Life Must Go On

I’m Just A Girl Looking For My Heart.

If You Can’t Be The First Be Different!

Wasn’t It Beautiful When You Believed In Everything?

I Am Proud Of The Woman I Am Today Because I Went Through One Hell Of A Time Becoming Her.

Don’t Be Ashamed Of You. It’s Your Parent’s Job.

They Told Me I Couldn’t. That’s Why I Did.

Not Everyone Likes It, But Not Everyone Counts.

You Cannot Do Amazing Things With Basic People

Beauty Is Power; A Smile Is Its Sword.

I Am At A Whole New Level In Life

My Makeup Is Too Expensive To Cry Over A Man

Stop Looking For Happiness In The Same Place Where You Just Lost It.

We Found Wonderland – You And I Got Lost In It.

We Could Be A Story In The Morning, But We’ll Be A Legend Tonight.

My Personality Is Sassy And Cheeky.

50% Savage, 50% Sweetheart.

It Is Wastage Of Time To Cry Over Guys Like You.

She Has A Savage Attitude But A Pure Heart.

I See Your Jealousy.

Proof That I Can Take The Best Selfies Than You.

If You Leave Without Reason, Don’t Come Back With An Excuse.

It Is Not A Must For Everyone To Like Me As Not Everyone Is Important In My Life.

Every Path Has Obstacles, But It Is Up To You To Continue To Smile And Walk That Path.

Too Occupied To Be Stressed With Very Small Things Like These.

There Is Nothing Like We, And Never Will It Be.

Beauty Within Emits Positive Waves.

Some People Are Not Your Friends; They Are Just Too Scared To Be Your Enemy.

My Mom Says I’m A Fighter, A Fierce Competitor, And I Think I Am, Too.

I Know I’m A Handful, But That’s Why You Got Two Hands.

Be A Mermaid In See Full Of Fishes.

Cute Smile Is A Girl’s Secret Weapon.

I’m Kinda A Beachy Girl.

Lady With Class Never Goes Out Of Style.

Well Dress Women Is A Beauty Spot.

No, I Checked My Receipt. I Didn’t Buy Any Of Your Bullshit.

I Swear I’m A Nice Girl Until You Do Something That Pisses Me Off. Then The Bitch Will Come Out To Play.

I Am Unable To Understand The Language You Are Speaking Because It Sounds Like Bulls*it.

I Won’t Cry For You, My Mascara Is Too Expensive.

Don’t Try Hard As The Feelings Are Already Gone.

If You Fear Being Hurt, Don’t Stand Close To The Heart. It Will Melt.

I Don’t Regret And Neither Am I Sorry.

She, Who Dares……….wins.

My Hair Is Silky And My Smile Is Milky.

My Beauty Flaunts In Front Of Haters.

I Am A Warrior, I Am Not Afraid To Defect.

Just Because I Started The Conversation, It Doesn’t Mean, Am Dying To Talk To You.

I Don’t Have To Prove Shit To You.

Shine In Your Own Light.

Girls Beauty Is Hidden In The Way She Makes Her Hair.

Be Who And What You Want, Period.

Once You Destroy My Trust It Will Never Be The Same.

Behind Every Successful Woman Is Herself.

You The Best I Ever Had.

There Was A Time When I Was Mad For You And Now There Is A Time, I’m Not Even Sad For You.

Ones Is A While, We Girls Blow Your Mind.

It’s You Vs You, Make Sure You Win.

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realhousewives-fan · 4 years ago

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Don’t Be a Drag, Just Be a Queen

Dorinda Medley’s attitude this season gave the impression that she thought she was the new Queen Bee.

But instead she became a dictator who took the entire cast for hostage as she tried to control everything with her temper tantrums.

The season finale was no exception.

Sonja Morgan had invited the other ladies to her drag queen bingo, and Luann de Lesseps wanted to perform her new song “Viva La Diva” at the party.

All I can say about the song is “yikes”. They were bragging about who had worked on the song, but that just proved to me that there’s an expiration date for everything.

I haven’t been a fan of Luann’s songs, but I could at least tolerate “Feeling Jovani”. This keyboard nightmare can hardly be described as music.

The other ladies seemed to enjoy it though, but the pleasantries didn’t last for long.

As they were wrapping up filming and talked about their experiences this season it suddenly turned left.

Leah McSweeney mentioned Tinsley Mortimer, as she had introduced her to the group, and Dorinda threw a crazy fit.

“Tinsley almost ruined our show. You're going to give a toast to Tinsley who left the show and breached her contract and left over nothing. You don't mention her name.”

Wow, someone’s angry. But Dorinda has been angry since the beginning of the season. And what saddened me was seeing that Sonja agreed with Dorinda’s outrage.

Now, Sonja is easy to influence into mischief, but Tinsley was Sonja’s good friend. Was she upset that she didn’t show up at her party?

This is the end of a very strange season. I’ve loved the new addition with Leah, while my former favorite, Dorinda, dissappointed me tremendously.

Ramona Singer has been driving me crazy and it has been no secret that I want her fired from the show.

Bravo has fired Dorinda though and they’re planning a huge shake up with the cast for season 15.

I do hope that Ramona will be fired as well and that they replace these two with some other drama queens from New York City.

#Real Housewives of New York #RHONY #Dorinda Medley #Sonja Morgan #Luann de Lesseps #Viva La Diva #Feeling Jovani #Leah McSweeney #Tinsley Mortimer #Ramona Singer

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pynkhues · 5 years ago

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Prompts for Center and Circumference if you are..... I'd love to see Rio having a tea party with the girls and Beth getting a picture of him wearing a funny hat.

Not exactly a tea party, and not exactly a hat, but I hope you like it anyway, anon. :-)

“When do they come on?”

“Soon, pop,” Rio hums, shifting further back in his seat and glancing sideways at his son. He squints, rocks his jaw when he clocks Marcus’ heels hooked into the padded bottom of the chair, and shit, if that ain’t Jane all over. Rio makes a pointed noise in his throat, dragging Marcus’ attention back from the stage, down to his feet. He promptly drops his legs.

“We’ve been here for ages,” Danny whines on Marcus’ other side, and Rio’s basically inclined to agree. He had vague recollections of watchin’ his sisters at their own recitals thirty years ago, but it had nothing on this whole thing. Elizabeth had been stressin’ about it for weeks, and in here now – at some hired out little theater, it’s easier to see why. Ain’t exactly Radio City, but school halls ain’t got shit on it with its high stage and dark velvet curtains, bright, moving stage lights and thousand-chair audience. Not that the seats are full exactly, but it’s close, he’ll give ‘em that.

Then again, it is the girls’ dance school’s end of year revue.

It had been a big enough deal at home anyway – with double the amount of classes for the girls as usual – a fuckin’ scam if ever he’s heard one, because next thing Elizabeth’s fiddlin’ with their household budget and suspending her yoga classes until the end of the year to pay for it like they’ve got to count pennies (and shit, she’d been pissed when he’d called the club to unsuspend it, but he knows how long it’s taken her to find an instructor she likes, and he knows just how fast spots get snapped up there, and he ain’t havin’ her goin’ without for no damn reason. Not that she’d agreed with that either.

“The whole point of a household budget is to stick to it,” she’d insisted in bed that night, her freezing feet pushed between his calves for warmth. “We can’t just keep magicking up more money to pay for things.”

He’d scoffed, pulling her closer, until she was half draped across his chest, hand drifting down her back, canvassing the knobs of her spine before sliding over the swell of her ass.

“Do you even remember what trade we in, mami? Or you wanna go pick up some more wrappin’ paper with your girls for reference?”)

It hadn’t just been the extra classes though. If it was, maybe it would’ve been easier, but it was the fact that the parents were expected to make the costumes themselves – the dance school emailing out patterns and listing out fabric stores like they’re doin’ them a favour. Elizabeth being Elizabeth had gone and volunteered to make half the other girls’ in the class’ too, and shit, he feels like Halloween was yesterday (two months, but still) and now he’s pretty sure the electric whir of her sewing machine has become the soundtrack to his nightmares.

It had only gotten worse too when Emma had been promoted to head dancer for their class, something that had the kid alternately glowin’ like she’d swallowed a lightbulb and sobbin’ over her footwork not being good enough, which had only in turn gotten Elizabeth all in her head, stressin’ about this whole thing being perfect for Emma, despite Rio trying to tell her nothin’ good would come of protecting a kid from the reality of hard work and the rewards of it (like, fuck, she was already head dancer – if that wasn’t winning, he wasn’t sure what was).

Rio sighs, shifts back in his seat, resists the urge to rub at his forehead at what feels like the twentieth group of little girls in tutus skipping out onto the stage. Tinkling piano music starts up again (and he’s sure they’ve played this song before), when a dim light hits the corner of his eye. Rio twists in his seat, looking to his other side to find Kenny with his cell shoved up his shirt for cover, reading some bullshit on somethin’ or other, and Rio levels him with a look, holding out his hand. Kenny at least has the good sense to look bashful, pulling his phone out from his shirt and passing it over to Rio.

On stage, the dance wraps up, and a tall, thin woman with a head of tight black curls steps out onto the stage, still clapping as she approaches the microphone stand in the far corner of the stage.

“Wow, what a performance from our Bright Little Bees class! Now we’re moving from the backyard to the forest for our next performance with our Gumdrop Fairies!”

Marcus gasps at that, and all three of the boys sit up a little straighter, looking over the heads in front of them to get the best view of the stage, and Rio quickly passes Kenny back his phone, gesturing out to the aisle.

“Film it for your ma and your aunts and your abuela, yeah?”

Because shit, he’s already preparin’ himself for an earful from his mom for not inviting her (nothin’ personal – Emma had banned extended family, too up in her nerves), if she finds out he didn’t even tape the thing, he doesn’t think he’ll ever hear the end of it.

Kenny nods, pleased for a job, sliding out of his seat and into the aisle as the piano music starts again from the front of the theatre.

Rio’s only just had the time to turn around when a little girl dance-runs out onto the stage, a puff of white tulle and silver glitter, her hair bundled up on top of her head. She curtseys to the audience, and then behind her, another little girl does the same, and then the third is Jane, making Marcus and Danny burst into cheers beside him, and Rio grins too, watching her curtsey a little roughly to the audience, and he sits up taller, hoping she’ll be able to see them only - -

Rio frowns, because Jane spots him and Marcus and Danny, but averts her gaze, no toothy grin or proud little chin tilt to be seen. He narrows his eyes, watching as little girl after little girl dances out onto the stage, and then the fairy queen, only - -

“That’s not Emma,” Danny says a little too loudly, making a bunch of the parents turn around to shush him, but Rio gives them all dark looks, making them quickly turn back, because that little blonde girl definitely ain’t Emma. He waits a minute, watching the stage as Marcus and Danny murmur confused beside him, and even Kenny’s looking back at him from the aisle, and finally he waves a hand at them.

“Stay and watch Jane, I’ll be back in a minute. Kenny’s in charge.”

With that, he scoots out of the seats, glad Elizabeth had booked them closest to the aisle in case Rio had needed to take a call, before ducking out. He heads out the back doors and then around towards the backstage area where he’d seen Elizabeth briefly before the thing had started – every inch of her sparklin’ from where she’d been spraying glitter onto costumes and her hands a little bloody from pin pricks and needles.

Slipping through the door, he’s met with a mess of cheap, pop-star perfume and bouquets of wilting gas station flowers, tiny kids in tights and tutus rushing around, laughing, mothers shushing, a few running through steps, more just giggling as they pelt each other with powder puffs covered bright with pink blush. Glancing around the space, he spots the names of the group classes – following through from the Bright Little Bees to the Dancing Divas to the Princesses of Power and Rio’s rolling his eyes a little at the names before he finds the empty corner for the Gumdrop Fairies. He ducks over, briefly checking over the area before spotting Elizabeth’s bag, shoved into the corner beneath one of the little dressing tables. Crouching down to peak inside, he rolls his eyes when he finds both her cell and her wallet left in it because clearly she gets off on not listenin’ to him, and he grabs both, shoving them into the back pocket of his jeans before standing back up.

He glances across the room again, only to spot a dark-haired woman at the next class over eyeing him a little uncertainly. Rio rolls his shoulders back, gestures with a tilt of his head down to Elizabeth’s handbag.

“Yo, you see the woman and little girl who was here?”

The woman blinks, opens her mouth, her hands fluffin’ up a tutu, and her eyes drop down to his tattoo, but she firms up her step.

“I’ve seen a lot of women and little girls here,” she says carefully, and Rio huffs, tries to soften his expression.

“I’m lookin’ for my partner and her daughter. She’s supposed to be out on stage right now with her sister, but she ain’t. Just tryna figure out what’s goin’ on.”

The woman’s brow draws, her expression shifting cautiously as she looks like she’s trying to gauge intent in his expression, and she must see something she likes, because she smiles sympathetically at him, before glancing down at a little girl who can only be her own daughter, hoppin’ around in a lime green leotard.

“There’s always drama at these things, I swear,” she says with a huff, holding the tutu down to the ground for her daughter to step into. “What do they look like?”

“Kid’s cute, blue eyes like her mama. She’s brunette though – hair down to her ankles,” Rio says with a good natured huff, and at least that makes the woman laugh.

“Which one won’t let you get it cut?”

“Ain’t figured that out yet,” he replies easily, and the woman laughs all over again.

“Unfortunately, I don’t think that narrows it down. Your girlfriend?”

“Hair blonde, a little red,” he gestures to just below his jaw. “’Bout this tall. Wearin’ a dress with flowers on it.”

A look of dawning surprise crosses her face.

“The one with the - - “

She gestures a bit to her chest, and then promptly looks embarrassed, but Rio just grins, dimples and all, huffs out a laugh.

“That’s the one,” he says easily, and the woman nods, pointing out across the room.

“Her daughter was really upset. Seemed like something happened with another girl. I think she might’ve taken her into the bathrooms.”

Rio nods, says a quick thanks, and darts off across the room. He sucks in a breath, knocks a little, and when nobody says anything, he slides right in, and shit, at least that answers that. The bathroom is completely empty except for Elizabeth and Emma, who are sitting on the tiles, Emma red faced, clutching her flower crown, and sobbing at Elizabeth’s feet, her hair out of it’s sprayed-up bun, and Elizabeth, furiously combing it out. She glances up at Rio, and just - - something in his jaw sets on edge, because her expression is somethin’ between furious and grief-struck.

Striding over, he’s barely a foot away, when Elizabeth turns her gaze back down to Emma’s hair and he sees the tangled mess of it, held together with a bright, big glob of somethin’ pink and ugly. Elizabeth seems to sense he’s there in that way she does, seems to know what he’s lookin’ at too, because she sighs thickly.

“She put gum in her hair,” she says, her voice strained, and Rio frowns.

“Who did?”

“Savannah Brinkly. That little - -” Elizabeth huffs out another breath, cutting herself off, scowling. “She’s the girl who’s out there now dancing Emma’s part.”

The words only serve to make Emma sob all the louder, and shit, Elizabeth’s face just falls apart. He leans in a little closer, drops a hand to her neck, pressing just slightly, then harder when one of Elizabeth’s hands come up to squeeze his. After a moment, she looks up at him, glassy eyed and pink cheeked.

“Is Jane on stage?”

Rio hums in affirmation, and Elizabeth exhales a breath he don’t think she even realised she was holdin’ in.

“She was almost as upset as Emma.”

“Didn’t look happy up on that stage,” Rio agrees, crouching down on the floor beside Elizabeth, behind Emma. He watches Elizabeth work the comb a little longer, but her hands are shakin’, so he pries the comb from her fingers, replacing her grip on Emma’s hair with his own. He combs a bit, but it ain’t gonna take a salon to tell them this shit is just gonna have to be cut.

“She did it right as they were about to go on. Just shoved her hand right into Emma’s hair. I’d seen her chewing gum all night, and I knew she was jealous of Emma getting the part – she’s the same girl who pushed her during class last week, remember Emma’s grazed hands? I should’ve done something.”

“What could you have done?” Rio asks her, lowering his voice, but he don’t think Emma’s listenin’. Too wrapped up in her own tears. “Can’t protect her from jealous bitches, ma.”

Beside him, he can feel Elizabeth stiffen, can feel her sigh.

“She worked so hard,” Elizabeth whispers, her voice thick. She shakes her head, and Rio glances sideways at her, his jaw rocking. He looks down at her hands – marked up from cutting through tulle and pinning fabric and weeks of work and energy and it’s strange – the feeling it tightens in his gut. He opens his mouth to reply, only for the bathroom door to spring open and another woman to run through, urgency thick in her tone.

“Beth, we need you out there right now.”

Swivelling beside him, Elizabeth blinks wildly over at the other woman, and Rio follows her gaze.

“What? Why?”

“Jane’s just, like, thrown herself at Savannah on stage.”

“Oh, god,” Elizabeth groans, and Rio passes the comb back to her.

“I’ll handle it,” he tells her, but Elizabeth shakes her head, getting up to her feet beside him.

“No, stay with Emma.”

And just like that, she’s following the other woman out, the door swinging shut behind them, taking all the noise of the theatre with them. Rio sighs, sitting back on his haunches, watching Emma’s glittery shoulders shake in front of him. After a moment, he just sighs.

“’Ey, enough of that now,” he says gently, turning Emma around, and she avoids it – tries to at least, tries to cement herself to the floor like she weighs anythin’ upwards of fifty pounds, but still. Rio moves her as gently as he can. “She worth all this?”

Emma shakes her head, but her bottom lip is still wobbling.

“No,” Emma says. “But this was supposed to be special.”

Rio hums, rubbing a few tears off her cheek with the pad of his thumb.

“This ain’t special? Can’t say I spent a dance recital in a bathroom before.”

And shit – it would’ve made Marcus laugh, but Emma just bursts into tears again.

“Ain’t sayin’ that’s a bad thing,” Rio says quickly, but Emma’s little hands are growing white knuckled around her flower crown, and Rio just sighs. “What she did ain’t right, and I’m sorry, darlin’. I’m sorry you missed your show, sorry we gonna have to cut your hair too.”

Emma sucks in a wet breath, but he thinks she might be all cried out, if the look on her tired little face is anything to go by.

“I don’t know why she was so mean, I’m never mean.”

“Nah, you ain’t,” and shit, Rio thinks, he wishes she was sometimes. He doesn’t think he’s ever known someone who smells the roses as much as this kid, and it still surprises him – how much he wants to protect it.

Protect her.

And - - not just her, he thinks, the picture of Elizabeth’s glassy eyes and sagging shoulders and scratched up hands taking up too much room in his head. He huffs, annoyed at himself before he can help it.

That woman’s fuckin’ wrecked him.

Emma hiccups again in front of him, and Rio’s gaze drops to her face, to her hands, to the white and pink flowers in her flower crown, and he sighs all over again.

“This sorta thing, it ain’t really about you,” he tells her gently. “It’s about her, and it’s about what you have and what she don’t, and it ain’t on you to make her feel better about that.”

Emma looks up at him again, her face red and all her little dancer’s make-up practically leaking off her face, and Rio watches her hands tighter, her grip white knuckled to match the flowers, and she starts to say something, hiccupping all the while, when the bathroom door bursts open again, and Rio looks up, expectin’ Elizabeth, only - -

He laughs.

“Damn, darlin’, look at you.”

Because it’s Jane standing furiously in the doorway, her little face twisted up and her tutu ripped enough to hang off the back of her dress like a tail. She stalks over to them, dropping heavily down to the floor beside Emma, facing Rio, and he lets go of the comb to knock her up by the chin. There’s the start of a killer shiner reddening around her eye, and Rio’s brow furrows.

“Savannah do this?”

“I got her better,” Jane says sharply, tilting her chin up proudly like she hadn’t had it in her to do on stage, and Rio grins.

Say shit get hit, he thinks, amused, dropping her chin and turning his attention back to Emma’s hair.

“Where’s your mama at?”

“She’s talking to the teacher and Savannah’s mommy,” Jane says. “They’re yelling a lot. Mommy told me to come in here with you.”

Rio hums, trying to comb out Emma’s hair again, but giving up after a couple of brushes. Ain’t nothin’ but a pair of scissors left for it.

“Are we gonna have to cut it?” Emma whispers, her voice soft, and Rio nods.

“Yeah, darlin’. Your mama will do it when we get home, yeah?”

She exhales a wet breath, the sound coarse in the otherwise quiet of the bathroom, and Rio rocks his head from side-to-side, considering.

“Guess you’re a regular princess now, huh?”

And that’s enough to get both their attention, their twin sets of blue eyes blinking bright up at him, and Rio hums thoughtfully.

“Rapunzel had to cut her hair at the end of the movie too, didn’t she?”

Because shit, he’s watched it enough with the two of them now he thinks he could recite the thing – had to almost kill a guy at a drop because he’d clocked Rio humming that dumb I’ve Got a Dream song. It’s an ear worm, that’s all, burrows in your head.

“She lost her magic though,” Emma says, and Rio shrugs.

“Yeah, coz she didn’t need it no more. And you don’t need it neither – you got somethin’ better. You got skills and smarts, and you got bruiser over here to knock down anyone on the playground who says otherwise.”

Jane practically glows at that, holding up her little bruised fist, and shit, Rio thinks with a grin, she really knocked that kid out. He fistbumps her, before looking back over at Emma, turning over the flower crown in her hands. He knocks it a little with his hand, and Emma looks up at him.

“Do you think mommy can cut my hair to make it look like Rapunzel’s at the end of the movie?”

“Don’t think there’s a lot your ma can’t do, baby.”

Emma grins, dropping her gaze back down and they sit in silence for a minute, like she’s considering it, and Rio glances over at the door, wondering if he can get her out of here. He feels like it’s time to clear out – to get the girls home and happy and out of this fuckin’ place. Emma swipes briefly at her face, getting rid of a few of the shed tears, and Rio rocks back a little on his haunches.

“So what’d you wanna do?”

The words are enough to make Emma look back up at him again, and then back down at the flower crown in her hands, and Rio follows her gaze.

“Want me to get rid of that for you?”

She shakes her head, glancing back up at him, and then, after a beat, she climbs up onto her knees, lifts up the flower crown and drops it ceremoniously on his head. The action is enough to send the girls into flights of giggles, and Rio pops an eyebrow at them, playing up his shock and outrage.

“Oh, you think that’s funny?”

The girls just laugh louder, and Rio opens his mouth to reply, only to see a quick flash of light, and his head jerks around to see Elizabeth in the doorway, her cell in the air, pointed right at him, and Rio gives her an unimpressed look as she looks innocently back at him.

“Okay,” Rio says shortly, pulling off the flower crown and standing up. “Pack up your things, let’s get outta here.”

Leaping to their feet, the girls scurry out of the bathroom to collect their bags, and Rio strides easily over to Elizabeth, looking at her bite her lip at him, play innocent even as he says:

“You’re deletin’ that.”

“I absolutely am not,” she says. “In fact, I’m going to get it printed and send it out with the company Christmas cards. Seasons greetings from the boss. An honourary gumdrop fairy.”

She laughs, the sound melodic, echoing up through the bathroom, and Rio can’t say he ain’t glad to hear it after tonight. Still, he steps in a little closer, enough their chests are almost touching, enough she has to crane her neck to look up at him, enough he can just about see down the neck of her dress. He rocks his jaw, and he can see that too – the slight look of trepidation in her eyes, like she ain’t quite sure how he’s gonna play this, and shit if he don’t love that he can still surprise her.

“Everythin’ okay with the teacher?”

And that definitely wasn’t what she was expecting, but the second the surprise wears off, she’s sighing harshly, dropping her arm and tilting her head to the side.

“No. I mean, yes, it’ll be fine, but they’re acting like Jane’s the one who did something wrong when none of it would’ve happened if Savannah hadn’t had it out for Emma.”

“Sounds like Jane still knocked the kids lights out,” Rio says with a shrug, watching Elizabeth’s chest rise and fall beneath the neckline of her dress, when Elizabeth suddenly cringes.

“And a tooth.”

And well – shit. Rio barks on a laugh at that, and then Elizabeth starts too, a little hiccupping giggle that makes him inch closer.

“I mean, it was a baby tooth! With the way Savannah’s mom was talking about it, you’d think she’d fractured her skull or something.”

Outside, Rio can hear Kenny’s voice now, and Danny, and then Marcus too (with awe in his tone, no doubt at Jane’s display, and shit, Rio thinks, it’s not like he don’t love the kids, but Jane’s trouble with a capital T). He can hear the bustle of the performers and a few mommas yelling about somethin’ or other, and there’s a whole rest of the night to get to, but still. He presses a little closer into Elizabeth.

“Tonight was a disaster,” she says, groaning. “And everyone’s gonna know.”

“Yeah,” Rio agrees, because the thought of his sisters finding out doesn’t particularly appeal to him neither, but it is what it is. He lifts his hand up holding the flower crown and pushes it down onto Beth’s head, watching the white petals fall down into Elizabeth’s curls, and he doesn’t move his hands from it when she looks up at him, her blue eyes bright as anythin’, and she looks somewhere between suspicious and entranced, which is really just the way he fuckin’ likes her, he thinks, grinning as he uses the crown to bracket her head and pull her up for a kiss.

“You’re deletin’ that photo,” he says against her mouth, feeling her breasts press soft against his chest.

“Never.”

Arching an eyebrow down at her, he bites her lip, just a little sharply, just until he feels her shiver.

“I got methods, mami.”

And Elizabeth just scoffs, and well, if that ain’t a challenge, he don’t know what is.

#beth x rio #the center and circumference #beth boland #rio #emma boland #jane boland #danny boland #marcus #kenny boland #domesticity #my fic

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spaceorphan18 · 5 years ago

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Kurt Hummel’s Tears: A Study

Because I wanted to know just how many times it actually happened - mostly because after wrapping up reading a certain long fanfic, if I have to read the phrase ‘and Kurt’s about to burst into tears’ one more time, I’m gonna lose it.

I’m not against Kurt crying - him being emotional is a thing, and it’s good to see men be in touch with their emotional side. But I just don’t see Kurt as fragile, and always on the way to breaking down. So I wanted to dig in and do some research. Am I just forgetting things? Was he really on the verge of tears always? Let’s find out.

Season 1

Acafellas 1x03

Dude’s coming out to his newfound bff - of course that’s going to get emotiona.

Preggers 1x04

Dude just came out to his dad - this seems a pretty normal to get emotional, too.

The Rhodes Not Taken 1x05

Kurt’s moved by the amazingness of Kristin Chenoweth - aren’t we all? Fun fact - this is actually Chris being emotionally moved. Kiddo just met one of his idols, of course tears.

Wheels 1x09

Getting emotional while singing! A trend with everyone really. This is during the whole diva-off, which is more about personal stakes than it is about dueling with Rachel.

(I’d also like to note there is some angsty moments in both Ballad and Hairography, but nothing that lends itself to actual tears.)

Home 1x16

Oh... Home is a heavy episode for all the crying. I mean, he’s struggling with his relationship with his father, his crush on Finn, and just changes.

[Btw - A House is Not a Home almost gets to tears, but not quite...]

Of course the epitome of all Kurt crying shots is in this episode. Ah the angst - it’s so good and heartbreaking here.

Laryngitis 1x18

Hey, another scene about connecting with his dad. I’m beginning to see a theme.

Theatricality 1x20

Your crush just rejects you but your dad finally accepts you. That’s a whole ton of emotional stuff right there.

Journey to Regionals 1x22

This slightly moves to the edge of tears as they sing about Glee club ending.

Episode Tally 8/22 - Home being the most cry scenes with 2-1/2 actual scenes, and a whole lot of angsty emotion all the way through.

Season 1 Observations: Kurt’s in touch with his emotions, but really only when it effects his story directly. It’s understandable - giving his strained relationship with his dad, his grappling with his sexuality, and having a crush on a straight guy end up in heartbreak. Most of the times he cries he’s alone, or with someone he trusts. He does get emotional while singing, too, but most of that doesn’t usually lead to full on crying. He’s also deeply moved by Mercedes’s voice - but who isn’t?

Notable times he doesn’t cry: When being bulled (he gets angry), when having confrontations in general, and when other people (other than Mercedes) are singing emotionally.

Season 2

Grilled Cheesus 2x03

Kurt’s dad almost dies - so Kurt’s crying in most of the scenes. I’d say that makes sense.

Never Been Kissed 2x06

Both scenes have to do with being emotional over being physically and sexually assaulted, combined with the depression, worry for his father, and finding a place and a person who is actually listening.

Furt 2x08

Karofsky’s basically threatened his life at this point, I’d probably start crying, too.

His dad gets remarried and his first love is singing a song to him - it’s a happiness he always wanted - these are happy tears!

Just when Kurt finds a little piece of happiness - the bullying gets so extreme that Kurt needs to leave and he’s saying goodbye to people he’s gotten close to. Goodbyes under stressful circumstances are hard.

Original Song 2x16

His pet bird died. C’mon. ;)

Born This Way 2x18

The nightmare that Karofsky is over and he gets to go back to where he feels his home is at even though he’ll be leaving his boyfriend behind - and said bf is singing an angsty song. More changes mean more emotion.

Prom Queen 2x20

Just when he thought he was safe to be free and who he is, the entire school pranks him in a mean-hearted way. I’d say that calls for tears.

Funeral 2x21

Like in Rhodes Not Taken, Kurt tears up for comedic effect when Rachel sings.

Kurt tears up a little during Jean’s funeral. Death his hard, Kurt’s experienced that a lot, and he’s not afraid of those sad emotions.

New York 2x22

Kurt’s finally realized that his dreams could come true if he really wants them to. He’s not stuck in the dark world that is Lima.

Episode Tally 8/21 (Probably shouldn’t count the one he’s not in). Grilled Cheesus has by far the highest count (probably of the series), followed, interestingly, but Furt.

Season 2 Observations: A lot of Kurt’s break downs come from the depression he’s experiencing mainly from the bullying, but also still feeling like he doesn’t fit in with those around him. Again - the crying moments happen mainly in Kurt centric episodes, and more so at the beginning of the season. Interestingly, after he meets Blaine, with the exception of in Prom Queen, any teary-eyed scenes are more from the over flower of intense emotional moments not full on break downs, and they’re also fewer and far between.

Notable times he doesn’t cry: Duets! This might win for an episode full of maybe breakdowns - but Kurt’s gone to a depressive state beyond crying, so he just stares sadly out into the distance.

Any time it has to do with sex or even romance.

When other people are singing, or even when emotional things are going on with other people.

Season 3

Purple Piano Project 3x01

I mean, he just got his dreams dashed and his ego put in check, but compared to season 1 and 2, he’s actually rather cheery in this episode.

I Kissed a Girl 3x07

I mean, he lost the election and nearly got expelled for something he didn’t do. Fair.

Michael 3x11

So he’s understandably upset after the stuff with Blaine goes down, but no actual tears.

He does cry, happy cry, when he gets his NYADA letter though.

Heart 3x13

I feel like this gets a half point. He’s all teared up that Blaine isn’t around for Valentine’s day, but it doesn’t get very far.

On My Way 3x14

This episode almost stands out because Kurt really hasn’t been crying this season, and now he’s very sad about everything that’s going on with Karofsky. And while I feel like it’s reasonable to cry at this stuff, the crying scenes here almost feel like...exploitation? Probably because for the most part, Kurt’s big emotional crying scenes have had to do with something that’s happened to him, not with someone else. Huh. Interesting.

But unlike early season two where he cries though some of the episodes, there are only two real scenes here.

Dance With Somebody 3x17

So, I’m going to give this episode Heart’s other half point, because Kurt... doesn’t really cry in this episode? He gets emotionally upset a few times, but with the exception of this very last scene with Blaine, Kurt doesn’t get more than a little glassy eyed.

Goodbye 3x22

It’s graduation, and he’s leaving this place and things are changing, and that’s emotional, but his tears are for leaving behind the place, and not necessarily for everyone else.

Episode Tally 5/22 [Giving a half point to both Heart and Dance With Somebody] On My Way wins for the most tear-y eyed Kurt, and there are only two episodes of the season with full on breakdowns.

Season 3 Observations: Kurt’s relationship with emotions and crying change. He’s not deeply depressed the way he was in season 1 and early season 2. He gets sad, but it isn’t as overly emotional as it was in the earlier seasons.

Notable times he doesn’t cry:= The First Time - there’s an emotional twirl there, but no actual tears. In fact, fighting with Blaine in general doesn’t get him to a crying place.

When he doesn’t get into NYADA - he kinda just look sadly at the paper.

Kurt’s still not getting emotional at other people’s issues (the one exception being Karofsky - but i’d argue that ties in with some of his own past trauma.)

Season 4

The Break Up 4x04

I mean, his boyfriend cheats on him. Again, fair. This is the first time that it’s a really ugly cry.

Glease 4x06

I’ll give this one a half point. Kurt’s trying really hard not to cry over his break up.

Thanksgiving 4x08

After a really heavy, emotional relationship conversation. It’s more like an emotional release than being upset over anything.

Swan Song 4x09

Allowing himself to be emotionally caught up in the song.

And finally getting a win after so much heartache.

Girls and Boys on Film 4x15

Interestingly, this is his first full on break down since The Break Up - and after half a season of trying hard to keep his emotions in check - he’s allowing himself to feel his pain again.

Wonderful 4x21

Tears of happiness that his dad isn’t going to die of cancer

All or Nothing 4x22

I mean - I feel like at this point, once a season, Kurt cries for comedic effect. This is one of those times. Only the cut out Santana’s line that made it funny. Anyway - Kurt getting ‘emotional’ at Blaine’s song. This gets a half point.

Episode Tally 6/19. No surprises that The Break Up is the most amount of crying going on.

Season 4 Observations: Season 4 has some weird/interesting things going on in that Kurt doesn’t have a lot of screen time, and since Kurt only cries when it’s tied directly to his story, and since his story is primarily about his break up, he’s much sadder over the course of the season. But he’s not necessarily always crying. He is most definitely mourning his relationship - and of course tears, but it’s not the deep depression of the early seasons. But afterwards, a lot of time is spent not dealing with his emotions and holding things back.

Notable times he doesn’t cry: Actually leaving Lima. Learning his dad has cancer. Over anything to do with Rachel drama. Still not crying over other people’s sadness.

Season 5

Love, Love, Love 5x01

His bf just asked him to marry him. I mean fair.

The Quarterback 5x03

His brother died. This gets ugly crying, too. Interestingly, while Kurt is upset throughout this whole episode, he only really breaks down twice. And the major break down is in the privacy of his own home.

Episode Tally 2/20 - The Quarterback is the only episode of the season that he full on cries. Well then, I guess we know what season Kurt’s the least emotionally distraught.

Season 5 Observations: I wouldn’t call this Kurt’s happiest season (they all have moments of a lot of happiness, too!) but this is by far the least amount of times overly emotional. And while there’s a lot of in story reasons for that, I think it should be taken into account that due to the circumstances of Finn’s (and Cory’s) death, the writers steered away from sadder story lines.

Notable times Kurt doesn’t cry - Any post-Quarterback conversations about Finn. Any of the times he and Blaine get in arguments. Chris didn’t write himself a crying scene.

Season 6

Loser Like Me 6x01

Learning that it was kinda stupid to break up your boyfriend when you could have talked it out.

Jagged Little Tapestry 6x03

Pretty much the same reason as episode 6x01

A Wedding 6x08

I mean, this gets a half point - he’s misty eyed that he gets to marry, not only at all, but the man he loves. It’s a wedding, c’mon.

Dreams Come True 6x13

So, Will’s singing to them all - but this is more sadness from Chris, since this is the last scene shot in the entire series. This also gets a half point.

Episode Tally 3/13 [Half points for A Wedding and Dreams Come True] Loser Like Me is a ton of crying, but then Kurt kinda puts himself together and deals with it.

Season 6 Observations: The interesting thing here is that - Kurt’s still an emotional guy, and feels things deeply, but like season 5 (?), he’s also more adult about everything by the time we get to season 6.

Notable Times Kurt Doesn’t Cry - Any time with Blaine after he’s decided to stop feeling sorry for himself. Dalton burning down. Not even much angst in the flashback episode 2009.

Series Observations:

Final Episode Tally 32/117 - and very much front-loaded

The first season and half are by far the most overly flowing with emotion Kurt that we get. And almost understandably so? He’s a young teenager who is suffering from a deep depression and intense emotional stress. By the time Blaine comes along, the amount of crying Kurt does is cut in half, and when he does cry it’s for normal things - death of sibling, breakups, etc.

At no point, though, does Kurt ever seem fragile to me.

In fact - Kurt Hummel has no time for your emotions. He does not get overly emotional for other people (save the one weird episode with Karofsky - On My Way, but that’s more so about his own connection to it, and the writers wanting to get Chris Colfer another Emmy nomination).

Most of his crying, and nearly all of the actual break downs, are done privately.

I have to wonder if at some point Chris Colfer said - please stop making me cry so much.

#that's how s.o. sees it #finding kh #i don't know if anyone wanted this #but it was an interesting thing to do #Kurt Hummel is not as sad as you think he is

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unfortunate-stranger-losers · 5 years ago

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Six Baudelaires AU, Part Three {AO3} {Masterlist} {Part One} {Part Two}

Chapter Four → in which the Baudelaires join the Snow Scouts

“Son of a bitch.” Violet muttered under her breath.

“What are you cakesniffers doing here?” Carmelita said, crossing her arms. “This is a private cave!”

A man came over from the fire, wearing a mask; in fact, basically all of the figures around the fire were. “Who are you talking to, Carmelita?”

“Some cakesniffers in our cave!”

“We’re mountain travelers.” Lilac said quickly. “We just needed a place to hide from the snow gnats.”

“You cakesniffers look ridiculous!” Carmelita said. “Why are your faces all covered up?”

“To protect us from snow gnats.” Klaus said honestly.

The man said, “Oh, well, you can use some of our spare masks, they’ll keep the snow gnats away when you go back outside. You all look very worn out- we have some extra outfits, too, if any of you will fit in them.”

“That would be amazing.” Violet said, shivering still. “Thank you.”

“You can call me Uncle Bruce.” he said. “Though, of course, I’m not really your uncle. You can stay a little while if you-”

“Uncle Bruce! This is a private cave!” Carmelita groaned.

“Now, Carmelita, we must be accommodating.” said Bruce, as the Baudelaires rushed towards the masks, shoving them on as disguises, before trying to find said extra outfits. “After all, Snow Scouts are-”

The children around the fire, all wearing masks, began to recite.

“Accommodating, basic, calm, darling, emblematic, frisky, grinning, human, innocent, jumping, kept, limited, meek, nap-loving, official, pretty, quarantined, recent, scheduled, tidy, understandable, victorious, wholesome, xylophone, young, and zippered, every morning, every afternoon, every night, and all day long!”

The Baudelaires stared.

“That can’t be your pledge.” Lilac said.

“Um, it is.” said Carmelita, taking back her spot by the fire and putting on a mask. “It’s been our pledge forever, and we never ever change it, just like we never ever change anything.”

“That seems like it could lead to a lot of problems.” Klaus said.

“Of course it doesn’t, you’re just a stupid cakesniffer.” Carmelita said.

The Baudelaires looked over the masks, carefully putting them on. There wasn’t one that would fit Solitude, but she just shrugged and pulled the poncho over her face, to kind-of function as a disguise.

“Carmelita.” said Bruce. He turned to them and said, “Why don’t you join us for a bit? We’re the Snow Scouts- an organization for young people to have fun and learn new things. Right now we’re on a Snow Scout Hike, going up to Mount Fraught to celebrate False Spring.”

Lilac gestured for Violet to take a spare outfit and find somewhere to change, as she’d need to get something warm on as soon as possible, while Klaus and Nick sat by the fire, Solitude curling up against her brother’s chest. “What’s False Spring?” she asked, glancing over.

“Anybody who’s not a cakesniffer knows what False Spring is!” Carmelita said. “It’s when the weather gets unusually warm before going cold again. We celebrate with a fancy dance where we spin around and around the Springpole. When the dance is over, we choose the best Snow Scout and crown her the False Spring Queen. This time, it’s me. In fact, it’s always me.”

“That’s because Uncle Bruce is actually your uncle.” said a Snow Scout.

“No, it’s not!” Carmelita huffed. “It’s because I am the most accommodating, basic, calm, darling, emblematic, frisky, grinning, human, innocent, jumping, kept, limited, meek, nap-loving, official, pretty, quarantined, recent, scheduled, tidy, understandable, victorious, wholesome, xylophone, young, and zippered.”

“How can anyone be xylophone?” Klaus asked, as Lilac sat beside him, re-tying up her skirts so it would be easier to move. “It’s not an adjective.”

“Nobody could think of another X word.” said a masked Snow Scout in a sweater, looking very curious as he faced the siblings.

“Well, maybe if you thought of one-” Nick said.

“You can’t change the words of the Snow Scout Alphabet Pledge.” Bruce interrupted, and Nick flinched back, hugging Soli tight. “The whole point of the Snow Scouts is that you do the same thing over and over.”

“That’s why we’re in this cave.” Carmelita said. “Every year, we stop here for Snow Scout Story Time.”

“The caves of the Mortmain Mountains contain hibernating animals.” Klaus said.

“Are you sure it’s safe here?” Lilac asked, glancing over her shoulder, to where Violet was changing behind a rock.

The sweatered scout turned quickly toward the Bauelaires, as if he was going to answer, but Bruce said, “It’s safe now, kid. Years ago, these mountains were crawling with intelligent bears. They were so smart they were trained as soldiers, but then they disappeared and nobody knows why.”

“Not bears!” the sweatered scout said. “Lions. Lions lived in these caves. And they were detectives, not soldiers.” He turned towards the Baudelaires, and very intentionally said, “Volunteer Feline Detectives.”

“Did you say-” Lilac began, as Solitude let out a quiet gasp, and Nick immediately clutched her closer and scooted back.

She was interrupted by Violet coming back out, now huddled in a large coat and pants, strapping on thick gloves. “Thank you, Bruce.” she said kindly, still adjusting her mask. “I’m afraid I wasn’t dressed for the cold.”

“Why not? You’re on the Mountains in winter.” a Scout asked.

“It’s a long story.” Lilac said, as Violet sat beside her.

“We don’t have time for your story.” Carmelita said. “It’s Snow Scout Story Time, so the Snow Scouts get to talk, and I should go first because I’m False Spring Queen.”

“But our travelers probably have an interesting story.” the Sweatered Scout said. “I’d love to hear a Very Fascinating Drama.”

The Baudelaires turned to each other, minds whirling. Then Violet said, “Well, it’s difficult to tell. We haven’t had a Very Fun Day.”

“I didn’t realize this was a sad occasion.” the sweatered scout replied.

“Oh, yes.” Klaus said. “Those snow gnats behaved like Violent Frozen Dragonflies.”

“Guys…” Nick whispered, but none of them heard him.

“When they form an arrow,” Lilac said, “They look like a Voracious Fierce Dragon.”

“Boring.” Carmelita said. “Skip to the interesting parts!”

“Yes… well, our story is full of Vastly Frightening Danger.” Lilac said.

“And Vain Fashionable Divas.” Violet said. “It really as a… Very Fascinating Drama.”

“That sounds like an interesting story. I love interesting stories.” the sweatered scout leaned forwards. “Have you read the story of Anna Karenina?”

Klaus jumped. “Our mother read it to me and my brother, when we were young. She’d stop to explain all the words and themes-”

“Boring!” Carmelita shouted.

“Anna Karenina is a classic of Russian Literature!” Klaus shouted.

“That’s another word for boring.” Carmelita said. “I’ll show you cakesniffers how to tell a story! Once upon a time, I woke up and looked in the mirror, and there I saw the prettiest, smartest, most darling girl in the whole wide world…”

As her story continued, Nick pulled on Klaus’s sleeve, gesturing that he wanted to talk, but Klaus shook his head; the other Snow Scouts would notice them leaving. The sweatered scout kept watching them, as the hours went on and Uncle Bruce passed around marshmallows, and eventually Klaus snuck off to change into an extra outfit; Lilac and Nick stayed as they were, only grabbing spare coats, and Solitude doubted anything would fit her. Then, after stories, the Snow Scouts laid their sleeping bags around the fire, and the Baudelaires found a corner to hide in, behind another large rock. Lilac spread her bag on the edge of the group, and Solitude curled up beside Nick. They hesitantly took off their masks, and Klaus said, “That sweatered scout, he knows something.”

“I don’t know.” Nick said, curling up. “VFD isn’t… it’s not… it’s not exactly… our best option.”

“It’s our only option.” Klaus said. “If one of our parents is in VFD Headquarters-”

“If one of our parents is in VFD Headquarters,” Nick snapped, “Then they didn’t bother coming for us.”

“Stop talking like that.” Lilac said, hugging her knees. “They might just need some help. They’ll take care of us.”

“If they’re even alive.” Violet said sadly.

“They have to be.” Solitude said.

They were silent for a moment, and then Lilac said, “We should take shifts keeping watch and sleeping.”

“No need.” Nick said. “I’ll watch.”

“Nick, you haven’t been getting a lot of sleep.” Klaus said carefully. “Why don’t you just-”

“I don’t need sleep. I can watch.”

“Nick.” Lilac said. “You need sleep.”

Nick shook his head. “I’m fine.”

“Nick.” Violet reached forwards, putting a hand over his. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong. I just don’t need sleep.”

Violet bit her lip. “Are you having nightmares?”

Nick didn’t answer.

“Nick, it’s okay. We’ll be right-”

“No.”

“Nick-”

“No!”

Solitude crawled up, putting her hands on Nick’s face. “Nick needs sleep.” she said.

Nick shook his head, backing up and moving her to the ground. “I don’t. I’m fine.”

“Nick, it’s okay if you’re having nightmares.” Lilac said. “We all do-”

“No.” Nick shook his head. “No, you don’t.”

“Bad dreams about the fire?” Solitude asked sympathetically.

“No-”

“Olaf?”

Nick shut up again, and he slowly started to scratch his arm. Klaus leaned over to put a hand on his brother’s, but Nick backed up again. “Nick, I’m sorry.” he said. “But-”

“I’m defenseless.”

They jumped. “What?” Violet asked.

Nick hugged himself. “When I sleep. I can’t… I don’t know what’s going on around me, I can’t… I’m thrown off, my guard’s down, I can’t… I can’t fight…” He shut his eyes. “And if I’m… if my nightmares are… if I’m too loud…”

“I’m sorry.” Lilac said, holding back tears. “Nick, I’m so sorry. But I promise, we’ll protect you.”

“I don’t need protection.” Nick said, his voice breaking. “I just need to… I’ll keep watch.”

His siblings were silent, looking between themselves, trying to think of something to say. Then Solitude crawled up to him, hugging him, and she said, “For Soli?”

“What?”

“Will you sleep if it makes me feel better?”

Nick froze a moment, looking down at the toddler gripping onto him. “I… Soli, I can’t… I…” he shut his eyes. “You guys weren’t there, you don’t… you don’t know…”

Lilac felt her heart sink into her chest, and slowly, she moved towards her brother and gave him a tight hug.

“I’m sorry.” she said again. “But we’ll keep you safe. You don’t have to do this on your own.”

She pulled away, and then Violet said, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Nick bit his lip. “Not… I don’t… you don’t want to know.”

“We want to help you.” Klaus said. “We want to help you be okay again.”

“That’s not going to happen.”

“Nick-”

“I mean it.” Nick shook his head. “Things can’t ever go back to the way they were. Even if one- or both- of our parents is up there, and they shove Olaf off a cliff and take us home… it’s not going to be the same. We… we know too much.” His siblings remained silent, processing this, as Nick wiped his eyes on his sleeve. “They won’t protect us.”

“Protect us from what?” Lilac asked.

Nick looked over at her, opening his mouth to answer, and then he froze, eyes going wide.

They followed his gaze, to see the sweatered scout had stopped behind them. He looked over the group, seeming a little sheepish. “I’m sorry, did I interrupt something?” he asked, in a quiet voice.

Nick shook his head, and Violet said, “It’s alright.” She realized none of them were masked, and she shrank back slightly, hoping the shadows could hide her face.

“Everyone else is asleep.” the sweatered scout said. Then, he said, “Follow me, Baudelaires. I know a shortcut to Headquarters.”

#asoue #asoue netflix #asoue movie #a series of unfortunate events #six baudelaires au #the slippery slope #six baudelaires official fic #mine #my fanfic

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lolaspyn · 6 years ago

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hello !! my names talia. i suck at intros, so pls accept this lame paragraph. my favourite song is here you come again by dolly parton. i wish there wasnt so much snow on the ground. and you should plot with me :)

- aspen is a DIVA. loves drama, loves being a bitch. a little bit of inspo from my favourite cult classic queens: courtney from jawbreaker, heather chandler, cher from clueless, and you get the jist of it. - shes basically just a socialite. her daddy has lots of money, which means she falls under the category of sofia richie, hailey baldwin, so on and so fourth. - aspen loves to lust. or at least, she loves the manipulation part of it. - big fan of partying, drugs, etc. pretty much your worst nightmare at coachella because #basicwhitegirl - she’s extremely protective of her friends. so please do be afraid if you hurt her best friends precious, little heart. - anyways, shes here to entertain the media, and add a little bit of drama to everyone’s lives if you haven’t gotten enough already. - if you’d like to plot, lmk! :)

#xx intro.

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wonderfulchaos69-blog · 6 years ago

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Shigeo Kagegama for the ask meme :>

Thanks for the ask!

·What I like about them - I like how Mob is both accepting of who he is and willing to change what he doesn’t like. He’s willing to make an effort and put in the hard work required to make that change. He might not see the results right away, but he doesn’t give up. He’s even started appreciating his own emotions for what they are instead of locking them away and thinking it’s inherently bad to feel anything at all. Thinking that he would hurt others if he let anything show. And yes, he could do a lot of damage with his powers. But. When push comes to shove, he chooses to live and let live, believing the best of people.

·What I dislike about them - He has a tendency to place other people’s needs before himself, and while he’s learning from that and starting to change for the better, it’s more beneficial in the long run to have that balance between thinking of others and thinking of yourself. Reigen being in his life probably helps a lot with this. To the point where you have to wonder what would have happened if he had never met him. Would Mob have gone down a darker path, like Mogami and his grudge against those that bully others?

·Favourite moment - I’m a sucker for any moment Mob hits 100% and that power just explodes. Because those are the rare moments when we really get to see behind the blank facade. We get a chance to see the emotions that he consciously bottles up. Like:

·Least favourite moment - Okay, not really the least favorite, but uh. How dare we see Mob crying, so:

·A situation with this character that I want to see explored more - More interaction with his schoolmates, maybe? I’d love to see more of Tome and the Body Improvement Club. Or even just their reactions out of school to some of Mob’s escapades? Like, ‘I tagged along because it looked like fun, but holy shit, those aren’t aliens.’

·An interesting AU for this character - Hmmm. Maybe a theater AU? I like this prompt from here: i’m the stage manager and you’re the self-absorbed diva, so naturally we despise each other. Except Mob would be more apathetic to Teruki’s drama queen antics and really just wants to get on with the play. Meanwhile, Ritsu is holding a prop knife and looking a little scary, so they have to change his role. Immediately.

·A crossover - Natsume Yuujinchou/Mob 100%. Both these awkward, young boys trying to solve a possession case together. It would be neat. Also, just. Mob and Natsume bonding over how much they’ve had to hide about themselves and finding someone who understands.

·OTP (or OT3+ etc…. just… favourite ship) - Mob/Happiness.

·Other ships? - Mob with either Tome or Teruki is cute.

·BROTP - Mob and everyone in the Body Improvement Club.

·NOTP - Any adult with Mob is just. No.

·An assortment of headcanons! -

Mob has a difficult time falling asleep after the Mogami Incident. And when he does fall asleep, sometimes he wakes up unexpectedly and, disoriented, has to consciously remind himself where and who he is. “I am Shigeo Kageyama, 14 years old. I have friends and family that love me and I believe that people can change.”

Ritsu knows his brother has nightmares and it eats at him because he can’t get Shigeo to talk about it.

Sometimes Mob practices astral projecting, so he’ll be prepared if it’s ever needed again, and Dimple gets the rare opportunity to have a body to run around in. Except he doesn’t get to do much in said body because Ritsu watches him like a hawk, armed with floating cutlery nearby.

Thinking about his future seems pretty far away, but Mob’s started considering it. He wants a job where he can help others. Maybe he’ll be a farmer. That seemed good.

#mp100 #shigeo kageyama #crazyanime3 #ask answered

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ghostlyfoliage · 2 years ago

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I'm gonna put it out there: I still don't know why canes are considered the "easy" begonias.

They are absolute drama queens that don't like change just like a fiddleleaf fig. They drop leaves at the slightest upset - any stressor be it change in light levels to pests. They have really poor language (one of my canes just gets pale when it's thirsty and droops ever so slightly, the rest don't tell me anything!).

Most canes are an absolute nightmare for beginners and anxious plant parents. If they've had a lot of stress they just end up looking gangly with bare lower stems... and I can see how after struggling with multiple canes one might swear off begonias entirely.

People say that rexes are difficult but they just die back the leaves if they don't get enough fertilizer for how much light they're getting - at which point they simply don't get any bigger and at least once a year you have a lot of dead leaves to prune (and still look great after a pruning). They flop over very pathetically when they're underwatered and even have a bit of drought tolerance (I once left one flopped over for three days because I was just so busy and exhausted - it didn't lose even a single leaf).

Don't get me wrong, I have canes that I adore. I have about as many canes as I do rexes, but the rexes are my favorites in terms of care. Half of the problem, I think, is that when you buy them in the store it can be really difficult to differentiate a young cane from a rex since the branching can be hidden near the soil, giving the illusion of a rosette. I've definitely bought begonias thinking they were a rex, then realizing they're a cane as they grow (not complaining since canes prop from stem cuttings and I kind prefer that method).

Take it from someone that lives in a desert: rexes are hardy fuckers. (Canes are divas.)

#begonias

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fayewonglibrary · 5 years ago

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HAPPY TOGETHER (2002)

By Vivienne Chow

PUT FOUR STARS in a movie together, add a history of strained working relationships and light the blue touch paper with a hectic shooting schedule. It’s just a matter of time before the fireworks begin.

Or not, according to Tony Leung Chiu-wai, Faye Wong, Chang Chen and Vicky Zhao Wei. Contrary to Chinese press reports of a sour atmosphere on the set of the comedy Chinese Odyssey 2002, the four stars insist they got along splendidly - and more, that the intensity of the shooting enabled them to get to know each other well. “We were just like a big family,” says Leung, still hot property after winning best actor at Cannes in 2000 for his portrayal of a news reporter in In The Mood For Love. “We ate and drank together. It helped get everybody involved in their characters.” Leung’s relief is palpable. Nine years ago, when he and Cantopop diva Wong starred in the off-beat and gritty romance Chungking Express, the pair hardly made eye contact once the cameras had stopped rolling. Leung says the new Wong is a different woman.

“Last time we worked together, we didn’t talk much,” he says.

“This time, she was very friendly and cheerful. She joked with me all the time. I never realised she could tell jokes. Unlike other experienced actors, she doesn’t act according to a formula. She is unpredictable - acting with her is definitely fun.” Wong, too, admits to a more mature outlook. “This was the first time for me to get to know Tony,” she says. “I didn’t speak to him at all during Chungking Express. Now I realise communication between actors is essential. I was always seeking advice from him.”

Communication had to take a back seat in favour of hard graft, however. Leung, Wong, Taiwan’s Chinese Odyssey 2002 star Chang and mainland actress Zhao, who recently shone in Shaolin Soccer, were bound together in Shanghai with only two frantic months for filming.

The abrupt schedule which ended last month was timed to allow the film’s release in Hong Kong and across the mainland for the lucrative Lunar New Year period. Chinese Odyssey 2002 is a comedy set in the Ming dynasty and is produced by award-winning director Wong Kar-wai (In The Mood For Love, Happy Together) and directed and written by Jeff Lau Chun-wai, who revealed his talents in comedies such as A Chinese Odyssey (no relation to the new film) and The Legendary La Rose Noire.

A classic tale of tangled love, it is the story of Princess Wu Shuang (Wong) who, with her older brother Emperor Zheng De (Chang), often sneaks out of the palace dressed as a man.

They meet Li Yilong (Leung) and his younger sister Phoenix (Zhao), vicious gangsters from a small town. Confusion reigns when the princess falls for Li just as his sister Phoenix finds herself head over heels in love with the princess in her guise as a man. Naturally, Zheng De is in turn smitten with love for Phoenix.

Even the experienced Leung says the film provided a whole new experience for him. He admits he had to throw in everything he learned over the past 20 years. “I had to sing, dance, cry, laugh and ride a horse. I have never been in any film like this before,” says the 38-year-old. “I have no confidence when it comes to singing, but I had to perform three duets with Faye Wong.” As most of Leung’s recent films have been melancholic dramas, he sees Chinese Odyssey 2002 as a breath of fresh air. “I enjoy making comedies because I can be happy every day,” he says. “I prefer films with good gags and a touching and solid storyline, like this one. Good comedy scripts are rare in Hong Kong. This one is complete and detailed. Without a script like this, there is no way we could have finished the film so quickly.”

For Wong, 32, Chinese Odyssey 2002 is a comedy debut. She is better known for her somewhat serious and aloof image. To imagine her making an audience giggle seems, well, inconceivable. “Don’t think that I don’t have a sense of humour,” she protests. “Comedy is difficult for me if I have to do those exaggerated facial expressions but my role is not required to do that. The comical effects come from the story itself.” Comedy was also new to Chang, who played Zhang Ziyi’s love interest in Crouching Tiger. The 25-year-old says he was worried before shooting began. “My friends say I don’t have any sense of humour so I didn’t understand why I was chosen. And having to play Faye Wong’s older brother was very strange because I’m younger than her and I am less experienced.

Fortunately, the costume helped a lot.” Chang admits he was intimidated by the Cantopop queen, his long-time idol. “I have been listening to her music since I was in school. I secretly took my Walkman when I did my military service just to listen to her songs.

[On the set] I dared not talk to her. All I managed to say was: ‘Hi, are you working now?’ and: 'Bye, you off?”’

Wong says she did her best to be friendly and natural. “I noticed [Chang] didn’t come up and talk to me much. He was very shy. But I tried my best to be as normal as possible. What can I do?” she says.

Leung says Chang has grown up a lot since they worked together on Happy Together in 1997. “The last time we worked together he was just a kid but now, with more life experience, Chang is getting better,” he says. Chang in return says Leung helped boost his confidence. “He taught me a lot. He kept telling me: 'Don’t worry, you can do it.”’ For Leung, time was the key pressure (apart from the singing). Over the previous six months, he had been working in Hanzhou on the set of Hero, a martial-arts extravaganza by critically acclaimed Chinese director Zhang Yimou, and had to get permission to take time out to shoot Chinese Odyssey 2002. Although the tight schedule allowed him to take part, he says it still came as a shock when he realised he had only 20 days to shoot his scenes.

“It sounded impossible but I understand this is the style of Wong Kar-wai’s film company, Jet Tone - making impossibilities become possible. We worked almost 20 hours every day. They only took two takes for each shot. I nearly returned the money to the company and quit after the first few days. I didn’t even have the chance to say goodbye to the crew [when his filming finished]. I was dragged to a coach back to Hanzhou immediately after the last shot at 6am. It was very sad.”

Working under Jeff Lau Chun-wai’s direction is in contrast to Leung’s usual style, he says. “For instance, shooting a Wong Kar-wai-directed film can last up to two years, where the first six months are just the warm-up exercises. I’m so used to the slow filming progress.

’'Usually I have two shots in the morning, then I hide in the coach eating and resting during the day, followed by two shots in the evening. Making this movie was just like fighting in a war.”

Inevitably, there were looser moments. Zhao says getting a little drunk in the interests of the film was one of them. “There was a scene in which Tony, Faye and I were getting wasted,” she recalls.

“It was hard, so we really had a few drinks before shooting that scene. All of us kept giggling.” It was the first time Leung had worked with Zhao and even amid the drunken takes he was impressed with the 25-year-old Beijing star. “She is very professional,” he says. “She didn’t challenge the director’s instructions as I did when I started out. She delivered all of her performances very well.”

Wong and Zhao were at pains to play down press reports during the shoot that they didn’t get on with each other. “One day I was sitting on my own, far from Faye, Tony and Chen but that moment was caught by the press and they started making up stories of me not getting along with them,” Zhao says. Wong also dismisses such suggestions and says she even sought advice on acting from the Beijing Film Academy-trained Zhao. 'She is a very simple girl, not fussy about anything,“ Wong says. ’'As we share the same language, we talked a lot.” It is Wong, arguably, who has learned the most from the brief but intense experience, notably a joy in film-making.

“Filming Chungking Express was a nightmare for me,” she says. “I didn’t have the confidence to act at that time. I had no idea what I was doing and I had to act out many embarrassing situations. ’'But Chinese Odyssey 2002 has been such good fun. Jeff’s direction was very clear and he taught me how to do it. I want to know more about acting.” Leung agrees. “The spirit and atmosphere throughout the whole film were incredible,” he says. “I really hope there will be a sequel. It just depends on whether the boss is willing to invest.”

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SOURCE: SOUTH CHINA MORNING POST

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ererifanatic · 7 years ago

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What are your favorite riren/ereri fanfictions?

Ah, well I have a lot actually, so I’m sorry if this gets to be too long of an answer for such a simple question. Also, umm pardon for the amount of smut I’m about to list, but the ones that have * labeled next to the title are my ultimate favorite fanfics. Ones with the ~ are unfinished works or are still ongoing.

*Tree House by Momma_Ran

Eren and Levi have various methods of relaxing. Some include sex. Some include doing domestic stuff together.

*Always Taking Care Of Me by twisting_vine_x

Levi should have never taught Eren how to fuck.

come to daddy by TheSpazzBot

Levi's never felt so absolutely wrecked.

*Ropes For Pancakes by shotgunsinlace

A night out after a rough work week finds Levi at an exclusive nightclub, where he picks up an attractive young man with a repertoire of debauched kinks. Luckily for him, Levi too has a taste for the more obscure and taboo kinds of fetishes.

House Sitting by Johzanne

Only the worst could come from skinny dipping at a stranger's house.

*Mile High Club by TheSpazzBot

Levi had suggested it weeks ago as a joke, but 30,000 feet in the air is really not the place to be getting cold feet.

You Got me in Chains by erenbaeger

Just 2 boys discovering what they like in the bedroom.

*Turn the Lock by orphan_account

Levi could understand wanting to leave class, it was boring as hell. So usually when Eren offers a way out, she's 100% up for it. But a bathroom? Really?

Eren better make it worth her time.

~ *I Miss You by ASDFGHJFR55

Levi Ackerman has no idea why every time it rains, he feels really, really miserable. He didn't expect his new neighbor who has just moved in next to his apartment to show him the reason, either.

Like literally.

*What A Catch by cosipotente

He is giving Levi an intimate sort of power over him that has nothing to do with incest and everything to do with putting his entire well-being in Levi's hands. Leave it to Eren to do it in the weirdest fucking way possible.

*Yellow Wall by Trick_Fantasy

After becoming enamoured with webcam model Levi Ackerman, Eren becomes a Camboy on the same website - undressing and performing for audiences on the internet. Eren builds up his fan-base, steadily getting more popular until Levi notices him, and scouts him for a joint Camshow.

*Red Heat by sciencefictioness

Eren is one of the few Alphas who go into rut without the presence of an Omega in heat nearby, and after suppressing it for nearly two years, the drugs are no longer working. As a last resort he heads to an Omega refuge, hoping to find a suitable, but temporary, mate. When he finds one lost in a fatal 'red heat', he'll do whatever it takes to ease his suffering. “When Levi's fist sounded out against the wood, the Alpha did not open it right away. Leaned into it, pressing his forehead against the smooth surface. Felt the pull of the Omega on the other side, just as he had that first day in the shelter. A whole new kind of gravity that tugged him not down to the earth but straight towards Levi. The laws of the universe shifting to bring them closer together, and Eren could not resist their inevitability.”

*Never A Rose by PlayingChello

Levi owns the Petal Wings flower shop and enjoys it as well as he can. At least until the new tattoo shop next door starts blasting music and irritating his work flow. He decides to take it upon himself to tell the shitty owner to turn it down. But there are just a few things standing in his way....

~ *Street Brat by Monsoon

Having been on the streets with his sister from a young age, Eren is used to skirting around the law to get by. He'd long since discarded any childhood dreams of joining the Survey Corps; his focus now was to help provide for and protect Mikasa, her son, and the secret that could very well get them killed. He was doing just fine after joining a street gang, until of course fate decided to literally fling him straight into the line of sight of the one man with a reputation for hunting down criminals like himself; Captain Levi of the Survey Corps.

Give the Dog a Bone(r) by TheSpazzBot

Levi was just looking for man's best friend when he adopted the dog. What he got instead was man's best wingman.

(or the AU where Levi's dog tries to hump Eren every time it sees him)

*Deal With It by Corporal_Levi_cleans_my_house

Eren and Levi are mates. They bicker rather than coo and murmur, and Levi is always complaining because Eren is his Alpha and that is incredibly unjust. Eren is a brat and he knows it, and Levi is a diva and he shows it. Omega or no Omega, this raven-haired drama queen won't let anybody push him around or give him orders....except for the stupidly handsome, often grinning, generally dopey brat that just so happens to be his mate. His Alpha. His everything.Fuck.

*Undercover Love by SimplyTsundere

FBI Agent Eren Jaeger goes undercover into The Legion, a notorious group running drugs through the city of New Orleans, to avenge the death of his best friend and partner. How will his life change when he realizes that sometimes things aren't always as black and white as they seem?

*Magic Eren by warschach

Eren is a stripper at Erwin's club and when Levi is hurting for cash he is offered a job. So dancing happens and so does smut.

*Not The Monster You Wished For by JustAWrist

Eren never thought he needed group therapy. Eren never wanted group therapy. Even getting him into physical therapy was tough. But now, one car accident and two worried friends later, Eren finds himself thrust into the world of group therapy for people like him. People with PTSD, the wounded veterans. Little did he know that this group would be made up of the people who haunt him in his nightmares. Including, but not limited to, the man who he blames for the loss of his lower leg. The man who led him into battle. Corporal Levi.

~ *To Kill With No Regrets by SinfulAvenue

"You're shaking Detective....do I really make you that nervous?"

A serial killer is tearing through Stohess slicing away the napes of their victims necks but something about these crimes seems familiar. Young trainee Detective Eren Jaeger is tasked with visiting a high security prison to interrogate notorious serial killer Levi Ackerman to see if he has any insight into who would want to replicate his killings. However Levi won't give him the information he wants so easily. Is it his imagination or is this cold killer flirting with him? After finding out about the person Levi used to before he gave into his dark side Eren is torn between hatred and empathy for the killer. Will an unlikely friendship blossom between Detective and killer? will Levi help Eren catch the Stohess Slasher.

Suspecting Nothing by prettyboydotexe

Eren comes across Levi, who is having car troubles, and decides to take him back to his garage for a free diagnosis, porn references, and suspicious sisters.

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vaczine · 8 years ago

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#TBT

Photographs by Walt Cessna / Needlepoint Embroideries by Maria Pineres. Walter Maciel Gallery February 2011 Los Angeles.

Maria and I know each other since our teens and she was one of my earliest and always major muses that I photographed and or styled for NY Woman, The Village Voice, STOP! Magazine, Paper Magazine, Interview and so any more,. We were very focused and consistently turning out work while also making appearances and shared inspiration with our equally art fanatic friends. Maria along with Fondu, Eunice Holland, Julianne Nicholson, Paula Adams, Kimona 117, Perry Masco, Dean Johnson, Aintoinette, Natalie Stanford, Stacy Fine, Alison Cohn, Eugenie Vincent, Belinda Becker, Theresa Stewart, Dovanna, Milla Jovovich, Jillian King, Veronica Webb, Anna Drumond, Robin Newland, Kate Schellenbach, Nina Bovasso, Sean Bohari, Teri Toye truly are the eternal it girls / queens of early 80s ultra cray creative chaos. Many are even more relevant today as time has brought pioneer status of being the first of their creative kind and in most non near suicide to full on suicide cases able to enjoy a renewed renaissance and respect for their work as well as longevity. Maria Pineres ending up as one of L.A.s most prolific & consistently correct crafts-woman who constantly challenges her always perfectly executed work with renewed fury time again. Her eyes are to get lost in, Her Colombian background and escape to the USA with her mother & sister is treacherous, scary and the stuff of indie movies like Drug Store Cowboy and Smithereens and everything Greg Araki, Russ Meyer, Robert Altman, Nan Goldin, Quentin Tarantno, James Baldwin, Rose McGowann, Chloe Sevigny, Joseph Gordan Levitt, Ali McGraw, Beyond The Valley Of The Dolls, Larry Clark, Harmony Korrine, Gus Van Sant, David Lynch, Al Pacino Panic In Needle Park - Dog Day Afternoon - Cruising trilogy of movie theater headline of the decline of humanity and decay of society romanticized relevance in between. John Waters for basically putting his stamp of neo-cool approval on almost every nuance and nightmare scenario of self indulgently decadent and damaged delinquent divas & dandy's brought up on the hard streets and the sad sighs from unattainable desires lost in the dark corners of a never ending path leading towards the middle of a maze where desperate decadence ultimately meets death and the flicker of creative spontaneity continues to fuel dreams, stretch imaginations and realize the miracle of renewal when all before had been thought lost and languishing in a stilted denial.Forever lost within it;s own denial finding inspiration in those seeking to ambush themselves and self destructive fancies looking for black holes to lose themselves in. If need be that is. For now let the drama dominate and our dreams realized before we’ve even dreamt them. Living a few steps ahead of the next days nightmares and the possibility that no more chances exist and systematic decline of our senses no longer noticeable as we learned to breath through our mind and exhale the negative toxins through piercing thoughts dagger like in their tone and refusal for dismissal. So much today is based on $ and how much stuff you have and your shoes and thousand dolla sunglasses that I assume are worn to give the wearer the impression that his eyes and their thieving expressions remain anonymous I think it’s time for a new wave of indie film making by random strangers possibly drawn together by pre-destined brilliance balancing a multitude of carefully masked desires both decadent & cruel, Characters bold, beauteous, bastard, bomb shells of inconvenient self doubt prodded into display of public carnal desire and misguided lust beguiling consumption. 2017 - 2018 may ye be a decade of deluded dalliance, dream like dances, delightful impressions, undeniable distinction of diligence avoiding the never ending crash of sonic waves and bombastic booms that bounced thunder like through the night. - WC

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realhousewives-fan · 2 years ago

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Bring Jill Zarin Back to RHONY!

What a joy it was to have Jill Zarin back on my screen again! She was such a comic relief!

But she was also not shy of conflict. She’s still a drama queen.

She stood her ground with Dorinda Medley, and she was not afraid of her. I thought they were besties, but apparently they’re more like frenemies.

If Dorinda is returning to RHONY Legacy, then they should bring Jill back to the show too!

On RHUGT2 the women called Jill thirsty, and she is. She’s overdramatic, talkative, needy and messy.

But I think that’s highly entertaining behaviour.

How much fun wasn’t the women having with Jill too? It seems like people always must imitate her.

Bethenny Frankel did the same on RHONY.

Gosh, wouldn’t it be great if both Jill and Bethenny returned to RHONY Legacy? That would’ve been epic and accurate for the legacy of the show.

Sadly, Bethenny will never return to RHONY. She claims that Bravo can’t afford her anymore.

I want Jill back on RHONY, but she was allegedly a nightmare for the production.

And there’s always someone else to blame whenever she gets caught in her schemes.

When the news about the RHONY Legacy broke, she posted a comment tagging Andy Cohen and an emoji of a phone.

While the fans loved the comment, she claims that it was her daughter who posted it.

And with the mystery of Bobby Zarin’s funeral and why there was cameras there, she claims that an assistant had invited the cameras, not her.

I think she’s backpaddling because she received backlash for the scene.

I remember the reunion how the other women were harassing Bethenny for showing up with cameras and a mic to a funeral.

Andy supported Bethenny and specified that Jill had invited them.

I understand why Bravo wanted to show Bobby’s funeral on RHONY. Jill and Bobby were huge on the show and much loved.

Jill was eventually fired from the show because she was difficult and a diva on and behind the scenes.

And I think we can see signs of that behaviour in these cases.

#Real Housewives Ultimate Girls Trip #RHUGT2 #ExWivesClub #Jill Zarin #Dorinda Medley #RHONY Legacy #Bethenny Frankel #RHONY #Andy Cohen

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wherever-i-look-blog · 7 years ago

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As always, the guest to The Lunch Hour shake things up. But, this time around, it isn’t just the people on the dais who cause trouble and drama for Maxine and company.

TV Dad, Real Life Nightmare: Kibby[note]Fun Fact: Kibby is 24[/note]

As noted by Maddie Finn, in episode 4, there was something going on behind the scenes at Kibby’s show which was not appropriate. However, what got hinted at then gets expanded to us being able to piece together that her TV dad Vance is involved. Someone who Kibby is able to feign happiness to see, but seems so triggered by in private. To the point, she musters the strength to call him and ask of him to cancel his appearance on The Lunch Hour.

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It quite tickles me that for the majority of the episode we can watch Kibby and Heather go back and forth, in a rather comical way, and then Bridges can switch it up and get dramatic on us. For, and this isn’t a dig at Bridges, you just don’t expect it from her. Which I only say since she, before Daytime Divas, would just be an actress who popped up on shows I was already watching – usually as a villain. So with that sort of type-casting, naturally she gets written off.

However, Kibby for her is sort of like Bianca Lawson’s Darla, from Queen Sugar [note]Not the best comparison, but you get what I mean right?[/note]. In that we are seeing an actress who has been around, often in a supporting or guest role, really get to shine and surprise you. To the point, you have to wonder why it took this long for someone to cast them and let them show their full range?

A Delicate Family: Nina, Shawn, William, Gloria (Patti LaBelle), Maxine, Detective Stagliano

After Nina talks about having primary custody but giving her word Shawn won’t be a weekend dad.

Maxine and her family, blood relation or not, are going through quite a lot of drama. For between Shawn and Nina prepping for a custody battle, despite her not even showing yet, Nina learning one fan is obsessed to the point of being threatening [note]Quick note: With Ramona, are we just going to forget she was stealing things? Also, is she going to get any props for holding things down while Shawn was freaking out over Nina being trapped in an elevator with Gary? [/note], and then Gloria and the detective? Needless to say, someone get the hair dye for Maxine definitely has a few grey hairs stemming from all this madness.

Though, with her revealing, on The Lunch Hour, her relationship with William, at least one secret is off her back. However, with Detective Stagliano now really interested in the night Ted died, this reveal may have only made things worse[note]We learn the reason why Maxine’s neighbor hates her is because William steals his paper and gives it to her, per Gloria.[/note]. [note]It should be noted that Ted might have stole from Shawn and that he and Shawn had a tumultuous relationship it seems.[/note] [note]The night Ted died was also Shawn’s graduation and Maxine’s alibi is that she was with Shawn having a nightcap. Truth is though, she was having an affair with William. So, Shawn remains the likely killer. [/note]

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Detective Stagliano asking a waiter about Shawn and Ted’s interaction the night of his death.

Nina, as a character, continues to flounder to me. While Kibby is richly complicated and Heather is reconciling her faith with the failure of her marriage and her daughter being trans, what does Nina have? A soap opera storyline of obsessed men, a baby daddy who she is hot and cold with, cause he got issues, and that’s it. I mean, it almost seems like a cruel joke that the serious ones of the dais, Maxine, and Nina, are the ones with the silliest storylines.

Much less, that, at this point of 7 episodes, you know it won’t get better. For no matter what Shawn did or didn’t do, never mind Maxine, it is really hard to care. For what layers are there to these people? Vanessa Williams plays Maxine in such a way it is like if Wilhelmina Slater got into journalism instead of fashion. But what perhaps makes things worse is that while, often through Kibby, we see there might be more to this character, it remains very locked up.

Which, if I wanted to be an optimist, I could say is a character trait. However, let’s be real here, Williams is giving us not much more than the sass she has become known for since A Diva’s Christmas and living off that. Something I’m not dinging her for, but you can see how that is negatively affecting Shawn, and now Nina’s, storyline.

For, in my mind, between Shawn and William, you’d expect one of them to help peel the layers back. Turn what is an almost campy-styled character into a human being. Yet, neither do. Then with Nina, you’d think between mentorship or admiration, maybe there would be something there to help both women equally. Yet, what interest does Maxine take in Nina, outside of her future grandchild? She seems to have consistently cared more about Kibby than Nina. And while, granted, Kibby is a 24-year-old recovering addict, notice how Nina hasn’t talked about doing or getting any real journalistic segments anymore. Much less, Maxine isn’t asking for one.

Basically, Nina is just another piece of the drama. Consumed by nonsense and probably has evolved as far as she may go. Making me think that whole “She doesn’t deserve her Pulitzer” storyline wasn’t the best way to go. It probably would have been better if her secret was she was trans, the 53% who voted for Trump or something.

“It’s okay to be trans-ignorant. It’s never okay to be transphobic.”: Heather

Said upon hearing all Ella is going through at school.

There is a world of difference between tolerance, acceptance, and advocating for an oppressed group. For Heather, it seemed, she accepts Ella for she is her child, but advocating for her, outside of the home, wasn’t something she did. Hell, outside of Mo, it is hard to say if anyone else knew Brad Jr identified as Ella.

However, with meeting Janet Mock, and of course tripping over a few landmines with her questions, she comes out to her peers that Ella exists. Alongside that, she decides to advocate for Ella. For, at this point, Ella wants to go to the girl’s room but her principal doesn’t allow that. So, Heather is now going to look for a school which accepts her and also allow Ella to be herself outside of when she is home. [note]I should also note that, through this confession of who Ella is, Kibby and Heather make up. [/note]

Commentary

Context: Heather was just staring at Janet and out of all the things Maxine could have said, this pops out her mouth.

I’m glad for Heather and Ella, as well as their storyline, but can we talk about Janet Mock? I don’t know about you, but something was kind of cringey with the way Maxine introduced her to everyone. It’s like, you have to question when it comes to Janet Mock, Laverne Cox, and others, no matter how big they get, will being trans always be a prefix or part of the introduction? Is it wrong to be part of it?

With reading Redefining Realness, and working on getting through Surpassing Certainty, Mock talks a lot about owning her story, adjectives, and stuff like that. But I do wonder how it must feel, as an actor, writer, and media personality, to sort of be seen as that go to because you’re from such and such group vs. because of merit. For it isn’t like being trans is a gimmick. It isn’t like a singer who uses fashion or their sexuality to be seen and noteworthy.

So while I loved what she said about asking questions, and showed how hurtful it is to not be considered a “real girl,” there remains this odd discomfort that I originally had for Ella. Well, perhaps still do. If only because, while this no longer feels like a, as noted in the pilot review, “stunt storyline” it still gives off this weird token diversity vibe. As in, they want to attract a certain audience so they tap into their culture and give them just enough to be interested, but not dive in deep enough to possibly alienate other viewers.

#DaytimeDivas: Season 1/ Episode 7 "Truth's a Mutha" - Recap/ Review (with Spoilers) As always, the guest to The Lunch Hour shake things up. But, this time around, it isn’t just the people on the dais who cause trouble and drama for Maxine and company.

#Daytime Divas: Season 1 #Detective Stagliano #Episode 7 #Gloria #Heather #Janet Mock #Kibby #Maxine #Nina #Patti Labelle #Shawn #Truth&039;s a Mutha #VH1 #William

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