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[bookerathcmpson]

Is it just me or is anyone else not ready for Creek Fest? Not that I don't enjoy it because I do, but it just means that the colder months are coming and I'm not the biggest fan of the cold. And sure, there's hot apple cider and PSLs and whatever else that comes out this time of year, but that's not enough to make me a fan of the fall and winter months. What about you? Are you more of a warmer months type of person? Or do you love the colder months?

[amcliawang]

who: AMELIA & OPEN.

where: Garden Market.

when: sometime in early October.

Amelia Wang was never one to cook at home, though she wanted to try out a recipe she had seen online. Something about veggie lasagna called out to her, and it was why she had decided to make a last minute trip to Garden Market. Amelia went to the produce section first, picking out a few things here and there. Once she chose the vegetables she wanted in her dish, Amelia moved to browse the different shelves in search of the pasta she was looking for. A sigh left her lips when she noticed it was at the very top of the self, all the way in the back. Looking around to make sure no one else was in the aisle, she tried to reach up on her tip toes to reach the box, though she was unsuccessful. Amelia mumbled something under her breath, before she retreated back. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed she wasn't alone anymore. "Sorry to bother you, but could you please help me grab that box of lasagna from the top shelf?" Amelia asked, a finger pointing to the brand she wanted. "I guess even in heels I can't reach the top."

[theodoranowak]

x. status -> open (5/5) x. location -> o'shea's irish pub

It’s been a busy past couple of days. Moving to a brand new city with a brand new job and a brand new business on one’s shoulders can become a bit taxing for anyone — even Theodora, despite her experience with stressful situations. She’d mentioned needing a drink at a meeting with the new stable manager as they wrapped up in person for the first time, and he’d recommended O’Shea’s, swearing by the whiskey and “everything other than the vodka.” Whether that’s more of a personal preference or an actual warning is not something Theo is eager to find out tonight.

The bar is cute — it’s quaint and lively and certainly on theme. She’s taking in the scenery as she walks up to the bar, phone against her ear as she hums and haws at her mother’s agent, Peter. He only finishes delivering her mother’s message to her when she’s already sliding onto a seat right at the bar. “I already told you, Petey,” Theo uses the nickname his mother’s manager detests, voice dripping artificial sweetness. “If she has something against what I use my own money for, she can call me herself. She’s 62, not dead.”

Peter sounds like he’s about to start protesting again, but Theodora’s tired, annoyed, and disinterested, so she gives Peter a quick ‘ta-ta’ and hangs up before he can start on another spiel about her abrupt decision to leave the family law firm and move to Illinois to ‘make them all look bad,’ according to her parents.

She sets her phone down on the bar and looks up at the bartender, smiling politely. “I��ll have a whiskey sour, please,” she requests, then, as she turns off her phone, she mutters to no one in particular, “There has to be better things to do on a Friday night than harass your only daughter.”

[nomadjones]

location: surprise me

for: @aurorabaystarter

"On a scale of same old, same old to being called out for someone's sexcapade gone wrong and having to cut a crying forty-six year old man out of a pair of handcuffs, how's your day been? Because mine's been a real fucking doozy."

[ovrlytrusting]

location: outside of envy, shortly after the injured (and deceased) were taken away by ambulances @hidehillstart

milo couldn't believe what had just happened . . he'd been so hopeful that, after everything, the attacks and killings were finally put behind them. but a part of him knew it wasn't over. he had desperately hoped they were just empty, meaningless thoughts developed by his anxiety but tonight just solidified those worries. this is far from over.

in hopes of being a calming presence in all of the chaos, the homme wraps a blanket around the shoulder's of the first person he sees. "this is a bit of a silly question to ask but — how are you holding up?"

[brightstvrlights]

status: open

location: anywhere

"Oh you have got to be kidding me," Stella groaned as her eyes scanned over the text message preview that popped up on her phone screen. "Can I not have a weekend to myself just once? Why can't people have a crisis on like, a Wednesday? This just doesn't feel fair, you know?"

[genk1girl]

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍     :     hollywood     walk     of     fame     .

❝     do     you     think     i     should     be     scared     ?     ❞     head     turning     frequently     to     see     if     the     gray     haired     lady     she     was     just     conversing     with     was     still     eyeing     her     with     a     crazed     gaze     .     .     .     she     had     told     anisa     (     coincidentally     ,     or     not     ,     while     she     stepped     on     a     deceased     actor's     star     )     that     she     only     had     six     days     to     live     ,     the     pearl     necklace     dangling     amongst     her     chest     giving     her     bad     luck     .     while     not     superstitious     ,     she     could     be     gullible     .     ❝     that     grandma     just     told     me     she's     a     witch     and     that     i'm     gonna     die     soon     !     she     has     to     be     joking     ,     right     ?     like     one     of     those     on     street     actors     ?     ❞

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍     𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑     :     feel     free     to     assume     connections     if     we     haven't     plotted     yet     <3

[mcteofuentes]

🥪 - deidre's deli • open starter (4/4)

"Shit," Mateo mumbled under his breath as he was waiting in line at Deidre's Deli, getting two pounds of salami and two pounds of mozzarella cheese that his daughter wanted. They had planned to make their own deli sandwiches for dinner later that day. Patting the back of his jeans, Mateo couldn't find his wallet anywhere on him. He must've left it in his truck. The line was getting closer and closer to the front, and Mateo didn't want to leave from his spot in line. Scratching the back of his neck, Mateo turned to the person behind him with a reluctant grin growing on his face. "Uh, I'm sorry to do this, but I think I left my wallet in my car. If you paid for my order, I'll pay you back once I can get back to my car. Scout's honor."

[celinecapaldi-archive]

@monarchstart​

          “ wait , wait , wait , wait  ! ”  the sound of heels clicking on the pavement gets closer until céline’s finally standing in front of the other , offering them a sparkling grin , holding out her phone in their direction .  “ can you take my picture really fast , please ?  but , like ... make sure the sun’s in a good spot first . ”  she doesn’t wait for their response , just shoving the device into their hands before stepping backwards , tossing her hair over her shoulder .  “ --- get my shoes in the frame ! ”

[cinncmonrolls]

[ starfox roadside diner — morning, march 24th ]

“Find any clue what this is all ‘bout yet?” No, she wasn’t referring to the entire case — to this date, much to many’s demise and horror, the capacious puzzle surrounding the disappearances had yet to be peeled or brought wholly into light, which construed the heaviness of this morning’s ambiance after search parties had been distributed last night. Tension was rampant still and there hadn’t been many residents out in order to protect themselves or prevent another catastrophe before this one could even be solved, save for what she concluded to be relatives and closed ones raking through the area endlessly. While Heather might have been cautioned to not dip her nose too much after her little accident, she didn’t think it would be harmful to map around what had been discovered, so long as she wouldn’t dive headfirst into another literal ditch — the bandages on her arms had elicited enough concern from her family. Sitting on one of the tables that the quaint diner provided ( which apparently, from what she’d also collected from the patrons, had also been spiked by a short-lived vanishing misfortune not too long ago. ) A steaming cup of honey-tea was placed next to her bowl of tacos, and spread on her rough-hewn palm was a self-written copy of the mysterious note — riddle, that had been left behind. “Stars scorch brightly in the night, beautiful things kill when they are out of sight — so, what, indication’a their own identity, or pointin’ fingers? Narcissism, maybe a warnin’—” she pressed her index finger against her lips, creases forming on the bridge of her nose, “I know this feels like a waste’a time, but maybe somethin’ could be made outta’ this,” the raven-haired then exhaled, putting the note down again. “I don’t know. What do you think?” 

@salemstart​

[esinclvir]

˛⠀📍 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘯 , 𝘮𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘪   . 

it was the first day back in miami that the blonde decided to go out on her own . finding her way to one of her favorite coffee shops . after a pleasant encounter with the barista she found a nice secluded spot by a window . setting down her cappuccino , notepad , and go to purple pen for songwriting . even though she’d spent the last year with not much else to do but write , she was still eager to get the lyrics floating in her head out . pulling out her airpod when she felt a tap on her shoulder , looking up to see someone she didn’t recognize but the smile that shined on their features was one she knew all to well . “ so happy you’re doing better, “ the young girl beamed , elle gave her a gracious smile , mentally refusing to speak on the topic at all , especially with a stranger , even if the girl was a fan . that was it for that interaction , which elle found rather odd . her brows furrowing slightly as the girl turned away and over to the barista . her eyes scanned the area , eyes landing on a familiar face this time . normally she’d be the type to wave them down and conversate but today she stuck her head back in her notepad , in hopes that she’d gotten away with laying low , for once . 

[hclyterrains]

𝑪𝑶𝑶𝑳 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑰𝑺 𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑵 on the girl’s face -- lips are formed in a straight line and her eyes are fixed on the book that she’s reading. the tipping point by malcolm gladwell may not be the average persons leisure reading, but for heather dean, knowledge is power ; and everyone knows that she wants as much of THAT as she can get. she flicks a page on cue as the other approaches her table. she has a usual spot in one of the more quiet libraries on campus, and everyone with half of a brain and the fear of death knows that the table belongs to heather the moment she steps into the building. a creature of habit, she does not like to stray from the things that provide her a comfort, and this is one of them. should someone like to tempt fate and sit at said table, and should heather catch them in the act, she has a very routine method to handle them. she approaches. one hand holds her laptop bag, the other holds a sixteen ounce iced coffee. ( iced sugar free hazelnut latte, with almond milk, light ice. ) first, she’ll clear her throat. if they don’t hear her, she’ll clear it once more. if they don’t hear her then, she doesn’t waste anymore time. she knocks twice on the table. forces a smile. and says four clipped and simple words -- “ you’re in my seat. ”

usually, they’re just shocked that she has the nerve to claim the table as her own, and scurry off. occasionally, they’ll know who she is ; it’s not like it’s exactly easy to blend in when your father is one of the biggest names in renewable energy and is attempting to lead in the charge against climate change. but there are times, few and far between, when she has a challenger. someone who’ll sit back in the seat and look up at heather in pure annoyance. those are, actually, heather’s favorite. because it becomes a test. life, one day, is going to look much like this for heather : people sitting at her seat, and heather having to coax their way out of it.

she’s not had someone keep her table yet.

“ are you here just to stare and admire, ” heather begins, not looking up from the page. “ or do you have something worth my time? ” @opalsmedia​

[justcallmekyra]

Location: at an outdoor table of some pretty cafe/bakery

@elisabethstarters​

As she slowly munched, she suddenly heard the footsteps of someone close by. Merely sighting them from the corner of her naturally wide, round and deep set eyes, she thought their form looked familair, despite the fact that Kyra hadn’t even really looked up properly, having only flicked her luminous black orbs sideways for less than a millisecond glance.”Hey!” she called out to the other person loudly, as her hand then stretched to pick up another tiny piece of cake and dipped it into a new frosting which she hadn’t tried yet. “Do come on and help me finish up these 2 platters of cakes,”  she offered, her concentration still fully focused on the pieces of food in her hands and not yet on the other. Everyone who had met Kyra knew she had a huge sweet tooth and very keen sense of taste, which was why she was asked to tag along for a wedding cake testing session for a close family friend. However due to an unfortunate event, it now seemed like the wedding was most likely to be called off and the furious bride-to-be had just stormed off to search for the man who had just brought the bad news to her, leaving Kyra alone with the now obviously forsaken cakes, fillings and frostings which had come in a bountiful variety. And wouldn’t it be such a waste if no one enjoyed them?

these are what the the platters probably looked like : X  , X  , X ( feel free to delete this sentence n links upon replying XD i just wanted to show a visual of what’s being spread out on Kyra’s table rn ;) )

[janiefoley]

Weddings always brought the waterworks out of Janie. It was simply inevitable. If she was invited to attend a ceremony celebrating two people’s undying love and promise to forever uplift one another, it was basically a guarantee that she’d cry at least once during the event. She’d sobbed like a baby at Micah and Orion’s wedding, both women at one point dissolving into a puddle of joyful tears and raw emotion as the groom looked on in despair, trying but failing to comfort them and dry their tears. Naturally, the same pattern repeated itself during Heather and Ana’s wedding, Janie sticking out like a sore thumb in the line of bridesmaids with flowing gowns and colorful bouquets; sapphire hues spilling over with tears, her round cheeks blotchy and red despite the makeup that had been applied only hours before, the blonde looking on at the infatuated couple with nothing but adoration and love, grinning like a goddamn idiot. She thought that she had fully emptied her tear ducts by the time the official ceremony ended and the party moved into the hotel, her sniffles subsiding and the lump in her throat disappearing. But as she watched the ladies of the hour further seal their union with the cutting of their immaculate cake, she felt her emotions bubbling up again. ( For someone that was so terrified of commitment, she sure as hell had a soft spot for love. ) She didn’t even try to hide the fact that she was once again crying, tears rolling down the woman’s cheeks as she stepped off to the side to blot away the pesky things and fix her makeup for what must have been the third time that day. Janie fished a compact mirror from the depths of her clutch, flipping it open and pausing to examine her reflection. Movement just out of the corner of her eye caught her attention, Janie glancing at the fellow guest and chuckling between sniffles. “Fuckin’ weddings, huh?.” The blonde asked with a shake of her head, quickly wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “I can’t be the only one that gets emotional at these things.”

[hgheejin]

was it odd that someone who had hated the night all her life suddenly found herself walking around the ungodliest hours ? and was it odd that strolling through the dim lit streets was less frightening than finding herself in between a crowd in broad day light ? yes, it probably was. yet, heejin kept telling herself that it wasn’t and that maybe, just maybe she’d been wrong all the time and in fact she really enjoyed the dark. ( a lie of course ).  she really didn’t seek for the comfort in the night that fell upon her like a warm blanket —   shielding her from the stares and where she could blend in between dull silhouettes. no, she didn’t ( a lie again ).  after all she still was the same carefree girl she used to be and not someone who’d hide in the waiting room with her whole body shaking as soon as the director would shout cut. she wasn’t scared of anything.  but, no matter what she kept telling herself, at this point there was nothing that could protect the carefully structure of lies she’d raised since “the little incident” . in fact it only took an insignificant card to be pulled out from an already collapsing house of cards until the whole would tumble. and perhaps that insignificant card was just a shadow she spotted in the corner of her eye. threatening to expose her and fueling her quickening steps while she still kept pretending it didn’t bother her. that she wasn’t afraid. 

“ I’m ignoring you right now. ” she eventually blurted out, when the person showed no intention to stop till they finally reached her. “ i mean…” she opted for a softer tone. just in case . “  it’s a little late to take a picture, isn’t it ?”  

[aros001]

Going in blind: Watching season 2 for the first time. Random thoughts.

Huh. Only 7 episodes. Not complaining necessarily. For series with an ongoing plot I've definitely become more in favor with their seasons only having as many episodes as they need rather than them having to stretch themselves out to full up a certain number of episodes, which can lead to padding and just bad character moments.

Episode 1: Jeez. Catra visiting Shadow Weaver's cell just to rub her success in her face and verbally abuse her back for once. It's like a twisted version of Zuko and Ozai from ATLA. Catra's upbringing under her was abusive but this is far from a healthy way for her to deal with it. She's basically deliberately swimming in her resentment.

Episode 2: It's not that I'm rooting for her but by-golly was it fun to watch Catra act like just the absolute worst she could while she was Glimmer and Bow's captive.

I touched on this in season 1 but part of the drama of the heroes feeling guilt over leaving Entrapta behind is kind of lost on me a bit simply because it was her own fault it happened. She deliberately went back into the purge room because of her machine obsession, which then closed on her and erupted in flames. It was more than reasonable to assume she was dead and no one but her was to blame, so I'm not really able to be invested in their guilt over it.

That said, weirdly enough I do like that her "abandonment" doesn't seem to be even a blip on the radar for Entrapta herself. She hasn't joined the horde because she resents the heroes or felt left behind, she simply is so obsessed with machines and experimentation that she'll be on the side of whoever lets her do the most of that. Like, it's selfish and irresponsible but it's very in-character and I'd far rather have a traitor motivation be based in that over something stupid like a misunderstanding.

Episode 3: I love the mental image of Shadow Weaver thinking up princess-themed ghost stories to tell Adora as a child.

So, if the previous She-Ra Mara separated Eternia from the other realms/planets/whatever she did and that's what cut off the She-Ra line for 1000 years, I'm guessing Hordak may be from the time before that happened, thus his drive to create portals and calling Eternia a backwards world. Either he's naturally long-lived or his technology is extending his life.

Episode 4: You know, you could maybe argue it was vague enough that it could be taken other ways but I'm definitely getting some vibes here that Scorpia is crushing on Catra. She literally refers to the two of them as soulmates at one point. I know she says she's trying to be friends but this feels a level beyond that.

Fun little reference to the original She-Ra cartoon thrown in there (and maybe Cowboy Bebop...? James Bond...? What was Glimmer's art style supposed to be?). I like how it is more like just playful ribbing than anything outright dumping on the original. Again, I've never seen original She-Ra but whenever remakes/adaptations go out of their way to trash to the original I always kind of wonder why they bothered doing an adaptation if the original is just that bad? Also, I was having trouble sleeping so it was about 2am when I watched this episode and the very Eartha Kitt Catwoman Catra made it very difficult for me not to lose my **** and stay quiet. With how much of a contrast that version is from the one in this series, that was hilarious. Bonus note, it's a nice touch that Frosta's version of Catra is a pretty crasher in that sweet suit, since that's the only impression of Catra she's ever had.

Adora being a chosen one is definitely elevated up simply by how much the pressure of what she's supposed to be is getting to her. I'm likely going to keep making Avatar The Last Airbender comparisons throughout the series but that's partly because I went into this series figuring it'd be at least structured similar to ATLA (season 1 being more episodic and a little more kid-friendly as it builds up the world before getting more serious later). Adora and Aang are interesting to compare here. Aang's worries early on were less apparent because he was more in-denial/choosing not to think about his problems that much, which fit with his character as a free-spirited Air Nomad. While Adora is much more military-minded. She can't keep herself from thinking about her problems and trying to prepare for the worst-case scenario. And jeez, that idea of who/how Catra is in her mind. Not only beating her but making her watch as she takes everything she cares about away. Not Shadow Weaver, not Lord Hordak, but Catra. That whole Lion King Mufasa/Scar moment between them in episode 11 and their fight in the S1 finale really did a number on her mental image of her old friend. Not reasonably so.

Minor note: I'm sure I'm the only one who got this impression but by the look of it, the way the robot's eye moved, and the music, after getting the soda spilled on it that little spybot gained sentience for half a second and then immediately died. It was so darkly comedic I had to laugh.

Episode 5: So that red disc is basically She-Ra's Red Kryptonite, having an effect on the mind rather than the body. The drunk Adora joke doesn't really do it for me but it did get some nice interactions going between Scorpia and Sea Hawk, two characters I certainly wasn't expecting to bond. I did really like Catra's panic when berserker She-Ra nearly beheads her. The implication is that is Adora really wanted to kill her Catra would already probably be dead. It's a thing I like about powerhouse characters like Superman or Aang, who could just demolish everything around them and don't simply because they're a good person...which in turn makes them the scariest person on the planet when they're well and truly ticked off. I'm not going to lie, I do kind of want to see a She-Ra version of Aang when Appa was stolen or when Superman fought The Elite.

Also, Catra's line of "I have control over Adora. I'm not giving that up for anything.". There's a lot to read into there.

Episode 6: I guess my prediction was sort of right. Shadow Weaver became basically a magic parasite and while it did increase the power she's capable of the implication seems to be that she needs a constant fix of magic to keep herself going, thus her attachment to the Black Garnet.

Have we seen Micah before? Given how long ago the flashback seems set, the fact that Shadow Weaver didn't kill him and thus he probably becomes someone important later in life, I'm guessing he's Glimmer's dad and the queen's late husband, since I think he's the only important male character whose face we haven't seen yet. Also, he's voice by Ezra from Star Wars Rebels and that cracks me up for some reason. It's the exact same voice and a relatively similar character.

I compared Catra and Shadow Weaver with a kind of twisted version of Zuko and Ozai and that definitely still fits here. Both Catra and Zuko confront their parent and call them out for the inexcusable abuse they put them through but while that moment was the start of Zuko's upwards journey this and SW's betrayal seems like it's going to cause Catra to spiral even further. Makes sense why Adora leaving affected her so much. She's probably the only one Catra's ever had that she could consistently trust and rely on, even if she did somewhat resent her.

Not surprised Hordak is getting along with Entrapta. She's not socially aware enough to be scared or intimidated by him, so she'll speak frankly, and since all she wants to talk about is the machines, experiments, and how they could get them to work Hordak probably doesn't take much issue with that. She's producing results, which is what he cares about, thus also why Shadow Weaver and Catra started losing favor with him. I wonder if Catra is going through imposter syndrome? Shadow Weaver had that line that Entrapta earned her place next to Hordak and, if you think about it, Catra hasn't really "earned" anything. We saw that she didn't really take her training or studies that seriously, showing up late to combat practice and even getting partial credit for what Adora beat. She wasn't promoted to Force Captain because of her own abilities but because Adora had defected when she was supposed to get that title. She's come close to a few victories but never really had any except for Glimmer and Bow's kidnapping...whom she then basically let escape when she returned Adora's sword to her. She doesn't have the slightest clue how the horde's bureaucracy works when trying to get things done, like simply getting troops armor. Given how much better than her Adora always was and how little she herself has to her name, I wonder is subconsciously Catra believes she doesn't deserve her current position and thus why she's fretting so much over trying to prove herself.

Episode 7: Am I mistaken or did Bow's parents say that he's the youngest of TWELVE siblings? I was going to ask whether Bow was adopted or if his dad's used a surrogate or if maybe there's even just simply magic in She-Ra's world that allows two people of the same sex to have a child together but now I'm just focused on the 12 kids thing. I get nervous just imagining myself having more than one. You should see me when I'm with two cats. I have to pet both of them because I'd feel like I'd be making one feel left out and like the other is the favorite. I'm a mess with kids.

The dad with dreadlocks (Lance?), his design looked familiar to me and I finally realized it reminded me a of a fanart design for a human Grim from The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy. Very different voices between those two characters though.

I wonder if there's any significance to the robot protecting the crystal having the same design as those in the artic in episode 5? Obviously both have the connection to the First Ones but the robot in the forest who was also protecting First Ones' tech had a more insect-like design over these more worm/Graboid ones.

I'm kind of curious what Hordak would have done if Catra had told the truth. Given his interactions with her and Shadow Weaver he doesn't seem like the time to tolerate failure but I suppose the implication here is that he at least would respect those who own up to their failures. Or I suppose more simply he was just testing to see if she would lie to him and since she did there's little merit in keeping her in a position of authority anymore where she could lie about important things again.

Season 2 verdict: Still enjoying it. Another person on this reddit recommended I view seasons 2 and 3 as one since they are basically just one season split in two. I was going to do that but this ended up longer than I thought I would, so I'll just do 2 and 3 separate to keep them semi-organized and easier to read.

I think overall Catra is my favorite character since she has the most interesting backstory, interactions, and just general path through the story out of everyone. She's like Pearl from Steven Universe or, well, Zuko. There's just so much baggage there that she's trying and kind of failing to deal with. I'm always invested in whatever's happening when she's onscreen. Hordak so far is a good big boss villain for Adora to face but Catra is a good archenemy for her.

Original Reddit post: https://www.reddit.com/r/PrincessesOfPower/comments/o027y3/going_in_blind_watching_season_2_for_the_first/