#this also isn’t a pro henry post

[there-was-a-hole-here-itsgonenow]

“A silly, terrible play”

“Humans are a unique type of pest, multiplying and poisoning our world, all while enforcing a structure of their own. A deeply unnatural structure. Where others saw order, I saw a straitjacket. A cruel, oppressive world dictated by made-up rules. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades. Each life a faded, lesser copy of the one before. Wake up, eat, work, sleep, reproduce, and die. Everyone is just waiting. Waiting for it all to be over. All while performing in a silly, terrible play, day after day.”

Just thinking again about how much this quote applies to the Wheeler family. The concept of the perfect suburban home in the cul de sac, with the perfect—straight in more ways than one—nuclear family as a model for social idealization… it’s an unnatural default structure. This structure applies to anywhere that has a general default for societal perfection. It is a pushed ideal, a safe ideal too as formed by [poisonously] long-bred societal expectations. It is metaphorically like being straight-jacketed. The rules are made-up but you are insane/against the ‘natural’ order/wrong if you don’t follow such rules. This insistence of a ‘natural’ order can lead to unnatural performance.

There is so much that has been said about the way Henry has taken his understanding of such a structure and adapted himself as a predator—a predator against the predatory, oppressive world and what he experienced as a child. We additionally know Will’s correlation to Henry. We know the ways Will parallels but is opposite to Henry regarding the way they’ve been treated/viewed. Same with the Byers. We can also clearly see Mike and his family within Henry and his family—within this part of Henry’s monologue. We know the Wheeler family is a farce on a visual level. They visibly fit the structure, but it is performative. Unlike the Byers family, who don’t visibly fit the ideal structure, the Wheelers and Creels do. The Wheelers look picture-perfect and seem to have the picture-perfect background.

But we know better and see the cracks. We have seen the cracks through every season with the Wheeler family in general. With Mike, he hides so much of himself but we notice the signs of what he’s hiding—more than just his sexuality of course, though this would be the most glaring concern to the structure. He’s well-aware of the basic routine Henry speaks of (and what I painfully think of nearly every day for how simply effectively it hits): “Wake up, eat, work, sleep, reproduce, and die.”

I’ve talked about this line before and how it whittles an individual down to their most basic functions and expectations—the biggest expectation being to reproduce. Reproduction is traditionally associated with heterosexuality. This is inherently untrue and having children should simply be someone’s own choice regardless, but for many it is an expectation by means of basic function. This was a fundamental expectation that was drilled into me while growing up in the oppressive structure I was in (a religious cult for me). At a young age, adults were already talking to me about the man I would marry. About the children I would bear. As in, I have the body that is ‘meant’ to bear children and that is what I had to grow up to do.

This used to give me so much anxiety as a child, and as a young adult, because (though I didn’t fully comprehend my bisexuality or what my true wants were due to the muddled programming I was receiving) I could realize I wasn’t fitting in. I already wasn’t fitting in socially (nerd, outcast, etc), but the older I got the more I realized just how much more I wouldn’t fit in. So I tried to pretend I was. When delving into Mike, as so many on the Byler tag have so articulately done, we can realize he is pretending; especially as he gets older. And have evidence upon evidence for what he is pretending. And we can easily gather why. It’s a performance a lot of us understand.

When Henry speaks of the oppressive world structure as as a silly, terrible play (a meaningless one via performing the basic functions and enforced, made-up rules that disregards the individual and their individuality), it’s easy to think of Mike. So many of the characters in ST fit here, but for Mike we can see the performance within the “silly, terrible” role he feels expected to play.

[cringelock]

i think talking about “cope” within a tjlc context is hilarious at this point. i’m not on copium baby i’m on something worse! we moved beyond notions of cope approximately 4 years ago. blog theory and EMP have burned out like great stars and all that’s left is the hardest stringiest life forms. what anyone still riding this train has going on is much more complicated and personal than cope. i invented cope. after what i’ve seen there’s nothing cope could do for me. i stare into the eye of the storm with breathtaking awareness. i welcome entropy. “what else could they possibly mean by this?” is our equivalent of “what is the sound of one hand clapping?” almost a meditation on the nature of our state. there is no answer to this question, in fact the very lack of an answer is the point. cope is for those who still can shield their eyes, but we have been burdened with sight! i took an edible approximately three hours ago

[philtstone]

24. Showing up injured at their friend/mentor’s house: for shawn? :)

[emerges from writing this fic bloody and beaten and on the verge of collapse] ill explore karen vicks character in an overly complicated post-episode missing scene fic or die trying! set immediately post "right turn or left for dead". i genuinely dont know if im happy with this but i also cant figure out how to fix it. actually, it would have probably been easier to write if i was willing to rewatch the episodes its based on. which i am not, because i am a sensitive little soul. so i winged it. i think there are like 10 different ideas that crop up and theyre all equally fascinating as character threads but i have no idea if i tied them together in an even remotely coherent way. also, WOULD she say that??? i had to call my brother twice to ask. this is what yall get for sending me actually interesting prompts, huh

“Oh, it’s no problem,” Henry’s voice said on the phone. “I’ll send Shawn over with them on his way out. He's going in your direction, anyway.”

In her short tenure as the junior detective to Henry Spencer’s lieutenant, Karen Vick observed two things:

First, that he was a far more clever strategist than most people gave him credit for. Despite the ongoing wreckage of his impending divorce and a kid who was slipping through his fingers as everyone looked on, Karen didn’t agree with the other junior detectives’ impression of him as a smash-the-door-down old school hard ass with thinning hair and a worst attitude. The man played four dimensional chess right out of a bonafide Star Trek episode. When he really wanted something done, Henry Spencer could bullshit and bluff and battle plan with the pros, and half the time you’d get too caught up in the blustering misdirect to realize his game was intricately thought out three steps in advance.

It was how they caught the Shorttown Killer, and also how they got that idiot Trembley at the mayor’s office to finally replace their coffee maker. Karen went home to her then-boyfriend, now-husband, and, right before bed, pulled out an old school workbook and took notes.

The second thing was that Henry Spencer loved his son. 

Not a lot has changed since then, Karen thinks, staring down the weirdness that she now faces through her open front door.

“… Oh — Mr. Spencer,” Karen says, because it’s rude not to greet your employees when they show up at your home outside of work hours, and are also your old friend-slash-colleague’s kid. “Hello. Thanks for — bringing these over.”

“Dad said it was urgent,” Shawn says.

Urgent isn’t quite how Karen would describe it, but hearing through the grapevine that your department might be facing an audit sometime in the next quarter does light a fire under the proverbial ass. Karen would rather bend a few rules and make sure the last year’s i’s and t’s are dotted and crossed right than leave her detectives vulnerable to the whims of a mayoral stooge. 

In general, Karen prides herself on caring about the people under her command just enough that it inspires genuine friendship and loyalty. The just is important. Care needs tempering – it’s important to pull back, press pause, keep certain lines uncrossed. It’s especially important if you want to be successful as a woman in an authority position where lives are often on the line. 

What she’s saying is that she tries to make it none of her business what her employees get up to in their spare time. She really genuinely does. She’s shut O’Hara down gently midway through the twelfth sweetly-frazzled attempt to overshare about her dating life (or her efforts to befriend her next-door neighbor, or the endearing personality quirks of her last cat – rest in peace, Triscuit, you will be missed –) enough times to be well-versed in the art of I Won’t Ask, You Won’t Tell, But You’ll Probably Know I Care Anyway.

An invaluable rapport to maintain. In any situation, Karen thinks, but especially when you’re a person who regularly hires and works alongside Shawn Spencer.

She’s not sure whether what she’s looking at right now makes her want to second guess or double down on her usual policy. 

“Special delivery,” Shawn adds, like everything is super normal.

Karen narrows her eyes. She glances behind them into the quiet residential street.

“Shawn,” she says.

“Yes, Chief?”

“You didn’t drive here, did you?”

“Ha,” he says, half rolling his eyes to accompany a weird aborted grin. “No. Even I don’t think riding a motorcycle with a concussion is a good idea. What if someone who wasn’t me got hurt? That’s — that would be no good, then you’d have to arrest me. Wouldn’t that be a huge bummer for the whole team, Chief? Gus would cry. And my dad wouldn’t let me take his truck.”

Karen stares at him. Shawn stares at the ground.

“I got a cab,” he says.

“And you are … taking another cab – home?”

Shawn looks quite suddenly like he’s going to be sick.

“Sure,” he says. 

Shawn looks terrible. Bruised face, bags under his eyes, and a weird frenetic energy twitching in his limbs that doesn’t pair well with his general air of exhaustion. He’s holding his shoulders stiffly and can barely meet her eye. His t-shirt and sweatpants are rumpled, like he slept in them, even though it’s too early in the evening for Henry to have woken him up to send him here, and when he thrusts the promised files out into the air toward her, abrupt and, admittedly, Shawn-like, he only just hides the awkward wince that immediately overtakes his left side.

The last couple days have been a bit of a whirlwind, so Karen can’t say she necessarily blames herself for not looking more closely. 

Even so.

Slowly, Karen reaches forward and divests him of the case files. They slip a little bit, because Karen can’t seem to stop peering shrewdly at Shawn’s face while she does it, and on instinct he reaches forward to stop the stack from toppling. 

It does help, but the autopilot he moves on makes it harder to mask what is to Karen’s eyes a very obvious flinch. 

“Alright,” is all he says. “Well, good to see you. Time to head back to the old hay stack.”

Like a needle in a haystack and time to hit the hay, Karen supplies needlessly in her own head. Aloud, she says, in many ways against her better judgment, 

“Mr. Spencer, are you okay?”

Shawn sways on the spot for a second, one fist clenched, mouth half open. For a strange moment, Karen gets the impression that he’s trying really hard not to say the wrong thing.

“... As rain,” he finally manages, then nods to himself like he achieved some great feat. “Okay. Well –”

“Did something happen to your shoulder?” 

“What? No!” Shawn’s eyes flutter closed and he shakes his head, “I’m – fine, Chief. It’s not – I mean, I’m – normal, fine. Fine in a normal way.”

“That’s not something an individual who’s fine in a normal way would say,” Karen says. 

“Uh, is it not! It is. I would know, because I am that individual. It’s – I was – there’s just mild – pfft … stab wound – or something, who would even …”

Is Shawn broken? is the unhelpful thought that pops into Karen’s head. She’s never heard an attempt to bullshit collapse so quickly into pathetic nothingness before – certainly not from Shawn.

Perhaps even more than his father, the kid’s a pro.

And then the rest of the sentence catches up with her.

“A mild stab wound?”

Oh boy. She watches Shawn’s eyes widen with the panic that proceeds an unquestionable blunder.

“Chief –” 

“In.”

“Chief, I really, really don’t think –”

“Inside my house. Now.”

He’s certainly uncoordinated enough that he doesn’t put up much of a fight. Karen herds him  through the door as firmly as possible and leads them in a beeline past Richard’s office toward the bathroom, ignoring the reedy stream of consciousness that spills out of Shawn’s mouth as they go.

“Oh, hey, woah, it’s been like forever since I was in here. Did you redecorate? I swear that lamp wasn’t there the last time we visited. It could be the tacos I had earlier, but I’m sensing a distinct neo-modern Chinese aesthetic going on here, Chief, which calls to mind the merits of cultural appreciation in suburban home decor – hey, is that your husband’s office? Can I meet him? Is he home? That man is a true enigma to us, Chief, and it’s leading me to believe that he must possess all the facial and personality qualities of the pop superstar Mr. Pitbull Worldwide –”

Richard is home, actually, and Karen needs to alert him to the fact that they have an unexpected house guest, so, ignoring Shawn completely, she calls out,

“Honey? Shawn Spencer’s here for a couple minutes about a work thing! I’ll go up to put Iris to bed in a second!” in the finely-honed There Are Many Layers Of Complicated To This secret married tone that Richard should probably be able to catch through the closed office door. 

“Alright,” floats out her husband’s pleasant voice. “Tell him hi from me.”

Perfect. There’s about a ninety-three percent chance he understood.

They make it to the bathroom, only stumbling slightly. Shawn says,

“-- or The Rock. Does your husband look like Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson? I really think that would make so many things about the Chief Vick family make sense –”

Karen closes the bathroom door with a snap and crosses her arms.

“Sit,” she says, in a voice that even he knows brooks no argument.

Shawn does. He looks – well, beyond uncomfortable, and more than a little bit miserable, and probably closer to completely dissociating than either of them are prepared for. Karen wonders belatedly if he's gotten any sleep at all in the last forty-eight hours.

“I’m assuming you have not been to the hospital.”

He gives her a baleful look, like he really expected better of her. She only just stops herself from rolling her eyes in response. And there’s that huge goose egg on his forehead, too. What, exactly, he got up to in between Carlton’s wedding reception and oh-eight-hundred hours this morning Karen has no idea, but he looks like someone’s run him through the world’s most aggressive industrial tumble dry cycle and spat him mercilessly back out. 

Or maybe over with a truck.

Sending a silent prayer to the universe that Iris never hit puberty and remains a sweet-tempered six-year-old forever, Karen gets to business.

“Well, I had to at least ask. Shawn. Does it need stitches?” He mumbles the answer the first time, and then looks beyond startled when she grabs him under the chin so he’ll look her in the eye. “Listen. I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do. But you’re going to tell me the truth. Got it?”

Shawn grimaces so hard at her words it’s almost a flinch. 

“No,” he says finally, clearly enough that she hears him. Karen raises an eyebrow. “No, I don’t think it needs stitches,” he articulates, but doesn’t meet her eye.

“Hm. Alright. I have gauze and tape in the medicine cabinet. Can I … is it alright if I pull up the sleeve of your t-shirt?”

Released from her hold, he groans and presses his face into one palm. “Chief –”

“I don’t really know what you expected, coming here! It’s not like I’m any less of a hardass than your father.”

“Yeah, but I can bitch back at my dad,” Shawn says, sounding like he’s finally realizing the magnitude of his mistake. Karen smiles grimly.

“Tough. Now pull your shirt up while I get the first aid kit.”

While Shawn proceeds to wrestle awkwardly with his t-shirt in a muted shuffle against the toilet seat, Karen rummages efficiently through the cabinet and eyes him through the bathroom mirror. He seems oddly reluctant to expose himself. In fact, in a stark contrast to his usual insistence on making his presence and contributions as obtrusively obvious as possible, Shawn seems intent on shrinking into the aforementioned Asian-flavored floral wallpaper (which does need an update, unfortunately) with all the equanimity of an anxious chameleon. Karen feels her eyebrows crease. Taking the first aid kit in hand, she brings it over and deposits it into his arms, ignoring his small startle.

“How about you hold that,” Karen says. Shawn does, against his chest, like a pillow. She walks around him and surveys the damage, antiseptic gauze in hand.

He wasn’t lying about the severity, at least. It’s a shallow thing, already mostly congealed, and has only stained his shirt in a small smattering spot of crusty brown blood.

Karen swabs at it with the alcohol using light careful fingers.

“Ow, ow ow ah –”

“Don’t be such a baby. It’s hardly a life-threatening injury.”

“Super insightful, Chief,” Shawn snaps, as genuinely sarcastic as he’s probably ever been with her, “never thought of that myself. Totally the reason why I just had to go to the hospital.”

He doesn’t pull away, but she can feel the tension radiating through his back. She blinks, one eyebrow crawling up her forehead. 

Alright then. So that’s how it’s going to be. 

“I’m assuming your father doesn’t know about this,” she says.

Shawn grunts, noncommittal. Huh. Maybe he does know, then, and has just been disallowed from doing anything about it right now.

She tosses the first used antiseptic wipe into the trash.

Goddamn four dimensional chess.

She supposes she’s never been bad at the game. She may as well work her way backwards through the moves: Guster, the most obvious node in Shawn’s turn-to-in-a-crisis-system, would never voluntarily abandon his friend in a time of need, so Karen assumes that whatever this is has either already included his support or not been made known to Gus at all yet. Henry’s likely exhausted his own usefulness in the situation, and Detective O’Hara is …

Karen has to work very hard for her hands not to pause in a way that gives away her hard-earned mental sleuthing. A bad feeling wholly unrelated to her ill-advised hangover of the day before begins to bloom at the back of her gut.

“You have really small hands, Chief.”

Shawn’s voice is notably more subdued than before.

“Do I?” 

“They’re like … little kangaroo hands. Like the mom kangaroo from Whinnie the Pooh.”

“Didn’t you know?” Karen says, not unkindly. “They’re given out at the hospital when all first-time moms leave with their baby.”

He lets out a tired little laugh, more boyish than he probably means it to be, and in spite of herself Karen feels her heart clench. She isn’t blind. In all her last seven years as the leader of their chaotic little precinct, she has never seen Juliet O’Hara look as ill as she did yesterday morning. The usually sweet-faced young woman had all the pallor of a Victorian ghost, and stood so far away from Shawn in any given room that to an unassuming observer he might have had the plague.

There are only a handful of things, Karen thinks, that could have invited that particular evolution in their dynamic. She rips the surgical tape from its canister a little bit more harshly than is strictly necessary and fights the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose between her fingers.

“So,” she says conversationally, laying the tape down in neat, gentle little strips, trying not to pinch the wound too tightly. “Any fun plans for the evening?”

Shawn sniffs. She can see him gripping his hands together over his knee from where she stands above him.

“Um, yeah, uh –” he clears his throat, “you know me, Chief. We’re working our way through a Robert Guillame marathon, which means some good old fashioned Benson, running commentary on the quality of that child acting, naturally.”

“Naturally.” 

“Then Gus and I were gonna hit up the new, the new chili cheese joint up by Hermosa, you know – they’re doing sliders –”

“Chili cheese sliders?” Karen hums, contemplative.

“Buy ‘em by the pound,” Shawn agrees. “Then I was thinking of getting a tattoo, maybe a belly button piercing, I’ve been really – really needing a change – would you let Iris get one, if she asked?”

“A tattoo?” Karen clarifies, cutting off the next piece of tape. The skin around the cut is warm to her touch but Shawn’s arms have goosepimpled. The hair at the back of his head sticks up unstyled, like he slept weirdly and couldn’t be bothered to fix it come morning.

“Of a marmoset. That’s what I’m thinking. With distinctly effeminate vibes.”

“Well, Dick hates marmosets. So I’d probably encourage her toward something else. Perhaps a sea lion.”

“Like Shabby.” The nervous note has bled into his legs again, and his earlier subdued tone has gone back to sounding strained. “Yeah, that’ll – that could be it.”

“All in one night, huh?” Karen says.

“I –” Shawn doesn’t even hiss when she presses down with a cotton gauze to cover the last of the thickened blood. His legs are properly jittering again. “I was – yeah, y-you know me, Chief, total night owl.”

“Shawn?”

“Yeah?”

“What about going home?”

Silence. Shawn doesn’t answer for a moment long and pregnant enough that Karen wonders if her question will be ignored entirely. 

Then,

“Chief,” he says finally, in an awful, tiny little voice, “I really, really fucked up.”

Finally, her hands do falter in their ministrations; as emotionally exuberant as Shawn often is, she doesn’t think she’s ever actually heard him close to tears. For a horrible moment she wonders if Shawn Spencer will suddenly start crying atop her toilet seat for reasons neither of them are capable of discussing honestly. Then she wonders if her horror makes her a terrible boss.

Boss – mother – person.

Oh, dear.

She sets down the surgical tape and lays a ginger palm over the newly-bandaged gouge in his shoulder. It’ll probably scar, but not at all badly. She doesn’t like to think about the far more obvious one just below, puckering in a violent yet unassuming divot. Another narrow miss for Henry’s boy. 

At this point there are so many of them to count, Karen has to question the statistical likelihood of the whole thing. Becoming a mathematical anomaly is, Karen can attest with confidence, not exactly the future the Lieutenant Spencer she knew dreamed of for his increasingly unmanageable teenager. 

Doing what he loved, on the other hand – absolutely. Being with a person he loved, even more so. Karen grits her teeth at the irritating web she’s spent the last six years constructing around herself and wonders if this evening right here is some kind of cosmic karma for leaving Iris in the care of nannies for the first three years of her life.

That sounds like the kind of thing those horrible parenting magazines and Karen’s mother-in-law would claim, anyway.

“Shawn,” she says slowly, because she has to at least knock this possibility off the list before risking her career in an attempt to mediate her detectives’ love lives, “did you … you weren’t – unfaithful, were you?”

“What?!” 

Shawn yanks his shoulder away and whirls around to face her with such a look of horrified betrayal on his face that it’s almost comical. 

“No!” 

Thank fucking God, Karen thinks. Aloud, she says,

“Well, I’m sorry, I had to at least ask!”

“No! No! What the hell, Chief!”

“Oh would you be quiet! I’m gathering my evidence here!”

“How could I – I would never – you’d even think that I could –”

“I know! Shawn, for God’s sake –” He’s scrambled to his feet in the cramped bathroom space, glaring, and has probably messed up all that surgical tape in the process. The half open first aid kit and his crumpled shirt press lopsided against his front and her garbage can is now full of oxidizing bits of cotton. Karen officially gives in to the urge to press her palms against her forehead. “I had to ask!” she repeats finally. “You and I both know you’re not gonna give me much else to work with, and you sounded so – so sad!” 

Shawn barks out a hysterical little laugh. Karen almost growls in frustration. 

“I am not going to risk all the very hard-earned rules I have in place without knowing for sure that my instincts aren’t wrong. Is that so hard to appreciate?”

Does it count as sound police work when the framework for your investigation is an unacknowledged lie? Karen doesn’t really know. Probably there’s another math metaphor to be made in there (you screwed your proof from the very beginning, maybe, Richard the professor would definitely have thoughts), or just a straight up joke. How to solve a case that’s cold before it ever has the chance to go live; a cover-up if she ever saw one. Unlikely that O’Hara will peep a word, and things will be a true mess for a few weeks, if she can’t make an educated guess about it. And no one will be explaining anything to Carlton, either …

Right before their goddamn audit, Karen thinks, aggrieved. She wonders if Henry considered this in his calculus. Send Shawn over, have her deal with him. Offer a huge unspoken you’re gonna be walking into a shitstorm tomorrow canary for her perennially chaotic mess of a coal mine. 

She can’t help but feel begrudgingly grateful, but that doesn’t mean she and he won’t be having words about this later.   

“Jesus, Karen,” Shawn mutters, pressing his face back into his free hand. Karen shakes her head and squares her shoulders.

“Well then! Back to the issue. You fucked up.”

“You know what? I can’t talk about this with you.”

“Oh, Mr. Spencer, I assure you I am more than well aware.”

Shawn blinks at her between his fingers, looking genuinely confused for the first time since he showed up at her door. 

Karen does not bother to clear up his confusion; it’s better this way, anyhow.

“Will you be sleeping at Gus’s place or your father’s?” she asks, crossing her arms.

“I’m – I don’t –” Shawn doesn’t meet her eye. The earlier thread of anxiety is back. “I wasn’t …”

So, neither. 

“Put your shirt back on,” she says. “We’re relocating to the living room.”

“Chief –”

“That was an order, Mr. Spencer.”

The living room is as quiet and mundane as it was an hour ago. It’s past Iris’s bedtime – she’ll have to go up, and soon at that. Karen seats her guest, retrieves a mug and a bag of chamomile from the kitchen, and removes the fluffy throw blanket from the basket behind the couch on her way back in. He’s deflated completely by the time the tea and blanket are set in front of him. Small and exhausted. Caught. It’s a horrible way to think about it. But she can’t avoid the hundred yard stare – Karen has seen it one too many times in people only just realizing they’re about to go away for life.

“Shawn,” she says, firm as she can make it. “Drink the tea. You’re dehydrated.”

“I’m … what?”

“Your lips are dry. You shouldn’t be dehydrated with a concussion.”

He doesn’t say anything for a minute, and Karen suddenly wonders if he’s going to get up and leave. She has experience with these things – she knows a runner when she sees one.

“I might as well have,” Shawn finally whispers.

She doesn’t catch it the first time. “What?”

“I – I might as well ha – Chief, I …” Deep shuddering breaths. He’s finally shutting down, she realizes. She can’t send him back out like this; Henry would give her the stink eye for a month.

Goddamn Spencers and their goddamn irritating overcomplicated lives.

Karen pushes the tea directly into his hands and tilts her chin so she can meet Shawn’s eye. He’s still lucid enough that she doesn’t think he’ll start hyperventilating, but now that the outrage and adrenaline has worn off, the symptoms of shock are pretty hard to miss. “Shawn,” she says again, and wills for him to understand.

“What if she – what if I never –” He can’t get the full sentence out. He looks at her, eyes wide and terrified.

Life sentence, Karen thinks again. The messy stack of files Shawn brought over sits almost unimportantly on the coffee table between them and a memory comes to her, unbidden, of words penned carefully in the corner of a modified police report that she pulled the minute the door closed on the McCallum case seven years ago. 

Date: May 4th, 1995. Reporting Officer, Spencer, Lt. H. Perpetrator a caucasian male, brown hair, five foot nine, insists on wearing those stupid earrings just to spite me. What the hell do you want me to write here, Chief? Spent two hours in the fucking principal’s office convincing them not to expel him one month off from graduation. All that effort, and I still booked the kid. It’s gonna follow him for life, and it’s gonna be me that did it to him. For life. You think he’ll ever forgive me? He’s the greatest thing in my pathetic little world and he keeps breaking my heart, and I can’t even properly accept that it’s my fault. 

How’s that for a fucking crime.

She needs to go put her daughter to bed. It’s the thought that keeps running through her head, oddly enough, like a strange antidote to the impotent anger and heartbreak and frustration she’s feeling for the people under her care.

With all the notes she took in that little workbook, she still let herself become complicit in the painstaking, convoluted resolution of Henry’s mistakes without accounting for all the variables.  

Richard’s footsteps sound muffled in the next room; he’s made his way upstairs in Karen’s absence. She needs to go. She wants to hear the soft and sleepy love you Mama that with her unpredictable hours and regular long nights isn’t nearly routine enough.

“Shawn,” she says evenly. “Do you love her?”

It’s hard to reconcile the smarmy kid who tried to barter with her for twelve hundred a day with the devastated young man sitting on the couch in front of her.

“Chief …” he starts, barely above a whisper.

“Good. Then she’ll see that. Detective O’Hara is a smart and observant woman. What she chooses to do next is her decision, but … you might be – well, comforted by the fact that she’ll know that – truth.”

Shawn stares at her. The tea steams in front of him, cooling in increments. She takes a deep breath and gets to her feet, patting his uninjured shoulder brusquely. 

“I have to go check on Iris. When I come back down, I can drive you to the Psych office.”

Iris is fast asleep when she gets there. A library book lays open face down over her stomach, and her soft brown hair fans out against the pillow, silhouetted by the soft glow of the unicorn nightlight in the wall above her. Karen turns off the bedside lamp, tucks her daughter in, and kisses her forehead. Just before she leaves, she hears it: murmured, half-awake.

“Love you, Mama.”

“I love you too, baby.”

Karen goes back to her living room, car keys in hand. She’s planned her next move in the driver’s seat enough times throughout her career that it shouldn’t be too hard. 

[peonylover2]

Now listen…

I have some good intuition on me 90% of the time and I don’t walk around suspecting people of things

Another thing is i have been in fandoms for 13 year. I know when something doesn’t smell right.

Last: pattern recognition

Now thats said… currently i live in the Henry Cavill fandom, mostly because I haven’t found a show worth while yet.

Been there since season 2 of the Witcher

I know how to spot an account that isn’t really a fan. The news there sound too much like someone is scripting it, how did YOU, a fan, hear about something that hasn’t been common knowledge in that fandom?

“ he asked that actress personally to be in his warhammer serie”

HOW DID YOU KNOW? Why is no one else talking about it then?

Also the elly conway=henry cavill post?

And the major tip off :

Same points repeated like you just using sentences we all know but not adding any personal opinion.

The comment section is dry but for pro-Natalia comments and ‘shitting on haters’ and the lovely marriage comments.

The behavior of the person posting, the content and the comment section is 🚩🚩🚩

Stop posing as a fan. Its demeaning

Update:

She is meeting the cast of argylle. BOY I WAS RIGHT.

Because obv, just because you post about henry and CONSTANTLY updating about the premier like its your JOB, AND the elly conway is henry cavill, with evidence… you posing. You work for them. Also idk if i said this already;

Not many comments on her page

Her reactions feel unnatural

Is the only person saying henry is elly. Which I don’t mind, would cheer him up for it, but its a dead giveaway.

Pro-natalie . Be real, where in the fandom did you see the support? The whole fandom has been dead.

I have been in the fandoms for 13 years, i know a dead one when i see it. The issue is with his alleged gf. If our hearts aren’t feeling well about something, we clock out and wait for the truth to come out. The only thing reviving this dead pigeon would him posting noting about work or natalie and being his old self. Or ditching her and going back to posting as himself.

No one is interested in an actor’s page when its only life updates, its bound to die.

There are obv some actors who post only work and occasionally a pic about their life, but IT FEEL GENUINE.

If the genuine intentions aren’t there… we will know. Also… does he know that some of us have clear-seeing? (Clairvoyance) or can read cards or have other gifts?

My gift is in relationships.. i know it won’t go well. Unless for some forsaken reason we find out the natalie wasn’t ever a bad person or even annoying but genuinely a very good person. BUT IDK… i am not the judge. But my intuition is telling me he has been corrupted and is only focusing on going higher/better with no regards to fans. He sees that his support isn’t from fans but industry. The plan a in acting of “ the fans would love me and that would get me the fame” went in flames.

Now its plan B, the people he works with. I mean come on, tom cruz and Beyoncé&jayz. The music industry is THE LAST thing you want an association with.

[17020]

CASE FILES — TOKYO LEGAL TACHIKAWA

CASE 001: ONE/AFTERMATH

reo mikage lets his insecurities get the best of himself, and y/n is bamboozled. pro! post bllk! players. warnings for angst, insecurities, jealousy, a lil gaslighting. fem!reader.

reo mikage faces the aftermath of his actions, and his ex-girlfriend (?) tries to move on. pro! post bllk! players. warnings for swearing, violence. angst to fluff, both platonic and romantic relationships present.

CASE 002: CHEESE

meguru bachira likes to take pictures.

CASE 003: THE SUITE

it’s yoichi isagi’s birthday, and he attends his best friend’s football match.

CASE 004: SHELL, FLESH, WATER

hyoma chigiri suffers a major football loss. he also lets his partner see his vulnerable side. warnings: angst, comfort, chigs is sad, nudity, bathing together, established relationship, just vulnerable hyoma letting out his fears.

CASE 005: RECONSIDER

rin itoshi has to reconsider his usual answer which he gives his interviewers, which is a hard “no.”

CASE 006: # I HEART PUBLIC RELATIONS

in order to your boost your popularity as a lifestyle influencer, your manager decides to partner up with anri teieri and jinpachi ego, for a PR stunt with a man from one of japan’s most famous content houses: blue lock.

CASE 007: DON'T LEAVE ME, GIRL

this is men from kaiju no. 8, blue lock & wind breaker as henry danger memes.

ADJUNT CASES: CAMPUS CRUSH GALORE

blue lock & tokyo revengers series. each fic is a standalone, college au about love at first sight/first meetings. fem! reader. (on hiatus)

ADJUNT CASES: ORQUÍDEAS

wind breaker & blue lock collab. an event where fluff and angst pieces were written by my lovely mutuals.

CASE FILES — ARCHIVED FROM TOKYO LEGAL ARIAKE

where the files from our last law firm lie at. we keep these files in case of revisions, evidence, or just practice for our interns. our last firm strictly attended clients of japan's most famous football stars, who rose to fame in blue lock.

CASE 001: TIME OUT

yoichi isagi playfights with his significant other.

CASE 002: XOXO, GOSSIPCORP

reo mikage is bored inside his father's office, so he decides to start a gossip account for mikage corp.

CASE 003: THE SCOOTER INCIDENT

you meet meguru bachira while he rides his scooter. warnings for tiny injury (scratches).

CASE 004: DOMESTIC LIFE

what's it like to live with rin itoshi?

CASE 005: ONE MORE DATE

rin itoshi is set up by his mother on a date with a person she met while she shopped. he isn’t a big fan of this… or is he?

CASE 006: CRUST, MANTLE, CORE

rin itoshi has many layers. lucky for you, you got to know every one of them.

CASE 007: COFFEE GROUNDS

sae itoshi is a barista, and his coffee sucks ass. you don’t mind, though.

CASE 008: EL CLÁSICO

sae itoshi reacting to his s/o previously being a barcha fan.

CASE 009: I'VE FALLEN (FOR YOU)

the itoshi siblings, seishiro nagi, and rensuke kunigami teach their s/o how to kick the ball. they fail miserably, falling and landing on their ass.

[thattimdrakeguy]

Bart Allen’s Characterization, as per his CREATOR. | Dare I say, the Bart Allen post, to end all Bart Allen posts? |

Bart Allen is a character that is so often badly characterized that most people out there have no idea what he’s like. He’s constantly characterized as essentially a 7-year-old, and was even believed by some fans to be only 10-years-old to 12-years-old when his solo started. This is not the case, as while he arrived as a 12-year-old at the very beginning of his first appearance, his struggle was that he aged rapidly, meaning that by the end of that fiasco, his age settled at the age of 15-years-old.

This isn’t even close to the only misconception about Mister Bartholomew Henry Allen the second. As due to later writers consistently infantilizing this once magnificent representation of a teenager with ADHD, that had fun dynamics as a fish out of water, his original personality is something that many Bart Allen fans wish would come back from the war once again. It was what allowed Bart to be an initially popular character, that had a decently lasting solo series, that was eventually slowly killed by bad characterization and infantilization.

Heck, it’s hard to begin to know where to start since there’s so many misconceptions about what was intended by his creator. I’m going to do my best, though, as I am one of those many that wish for Bart’s original characterization to come back. He’s not a hyper little boy as people think (Again, he was never 10-years-old. They just didn’t care to draw him properly when he returned. And his return panel is so widely shared these days). He’s actually the most teenagery teenager that’s ever existed.

So I’m going to start with the first issue of his solo series and go from there. I’m using the first ten issues of his solo as my line of research, since by then his characterization is readily fleshed out, and you can understand a lot of his true depth.

Also, this is going to be super long, but if you want to know Bart’s character like a pro-Bart-Allen-Er (?) this is the post for you.

What makes Bart unique, and what’s Bart like at school?

Might as well start with what some people may know about him, it’s how the issue starts off. And it gives you the basic idea of his conflict right away. As he’s a fast paced teen living in a slow paced town.

And how he’s yet to learn that life isn’t a video game, which makes him dangerously oblivious, not in a normal kid way, but like, as you can see, chasing missiles like it’s a video game oblivious. The beauty of Bart Allen is that as how as well as he represents ADHD, he’s still not close to normal in the ways that make him fun to read. He’s an insanely dangerous personality, in a way that can manage to be light-hearted, yet thrilling, in a rare combination I can’t think of any other character having.

Now this is the part I’m excited to tell you about, because everyone knows that Bart is fast-paced. You can barely know him, and there’s good odds you’d know that if you’ve at least seen a bit of him.

BUT DID YOU KNOW BART IS QUIET AND INTROVERTED??

It’s insane to some, I know, because he’s so often played off as a massive extrovert in modern series, like Young Justice (2019) or even Teen Titans (2003) to a lesser extent (though, that series was depressing, because everyone was a jerk to him for it), but he is actually an introvert. He’s not a hyper person all the time. He’s quiet, and keeps to himself more often than not when he can help it.

Going off of this, he’s so socially distant that he can seem like a jerk--literally since this guy is clearly shown thinking he is a “jerk.”

BY GOODNESS THIS BOY EVEN HAS A GREAT MEMORY, and look at that beautiful handwriting. All of this stuff is the total opposite of what is so commonly assumed about this teenager.

And there’s this constant idea that Bart is some innocent little baby that would do nothing wrong. And I want to tell you that, that is despicable. To downplay the drama this guy plays out. He’s not an innocent little baby. He is an attitude ridden teenager who cannot handle this bullshit. What people assume he’s like would make the real Bart Allen so freaking mad lmao

In fact I see people share this sometimes to say “OH LOOK HOW CUTE HE IS. PURE LITTLE BABY” unaware, that he’s not being himself there, he’s just playing up a persona in a desperate attempt to get what he wants. And promptly goes back to being an attitude ridden teenager lmao

This is just issue one, but you’ll see how wild his attitude can get soon enough.

Heck, I’ll just rapid fire issue 2, just to show you.

RAPID FIRE BART ALLEN ATTITUDE TIME

Look at how pissed off he looks in that one panel. OH, I CAN FEEL THE ATTITUDE THROUGH THE SCREEN.

A simple, yet classic, attitude ridden thing to say.

Okay in this one he’s just absolutely terrifying.

Also I didn’t realized he’s a user of the word “YEE-HAH!” ‘til just now. So hopefully you realized, ‘cause that’s really funny to me.

Wishing harm to the teacher? That scowling face? That’s not very innocent of him. That’s...rebellious I dare say. Almost like...GASP, Bart is a rebellious teenager.

Love that about him.

HE LEARNS???

Onto the more positive aspects about him shown in issue 2...

Like Bart learning to think ahead? That isn’t the lazy characterization he’d eventually have--Who could’ve thunk it, amirite? And he’s staying still? Speaking comprehensibly? Showing worry, because despite not understanding life and death quite yet, he does understand morals?

Why is it that later Bart characterization have a Bart that is more immature, bafflingly crazy, and hyper than what Bart is like, by just his second issue of his solo?

Even later in his solo when other creators took over, and made him closer to that of a 7-year-old than a teenager couldn’t recognize the full nuance of Bart’s character. And it’s such a shame, because it makes Bart lose so much depth, and makes him become so much less interesting.

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Also he knows when to vibrate just in time to avoid projectiles. I think that’s cool.

More attitude, and popularity in school.

Let’s get some of his attitude out there again, because it’s one of the most reoccurring traits of Bart.

So, another thing about Bart that no one seems to ever talk about, likely because no ones aware of it, is that Bart is his school’s PRETTY BOY.

Yes, he is considered very attractive by others his age. And this is legitimately a reoccurring thing. I’m assuming in a boy band kind of way, since well, look at that hair, strong eyebrows, and always filled with just the right amount of attitude eyes.

Like I assume most people assume that when he’s called cute--people think it’s in like, the same way people find a baby cute--but no, in the series, it’s because girl’s legitimately find him to be very pretty and attractive. Lmao I’m stressing this so much, because when I started reading this series, I was off-put by the amount of times they make this clear, and how no one talks about it.

Everyone thinks it’s Conner that was the pretty boy, but nah, Bart’s also up there as a pretty boy.

More often than not it was actually Tim that was called cute the other way--’til like...One Year Later, that’s when he finally joined them in the ranks of being a pretty boy--though, still noted to be really baby faced and confused for a little kid so not all the times even then lmao It’s a curse that boy has to live with. Let him be.

No I’m not exaggerating lmao.

He is not this weird, loser kid in class, that people assume he is. In fact, he eventually becomes THE MOST POPULAR PERSON IN HIS WHOLE SCHOOL, NO MATTER THE GRADE.

It all starts when Bart gets picked on my the older kids in school (Which makes no sense, because Bart’s in middle school, since that’s where he’d be at his age in Alabama, and I’m pretty sure he’d be in his last year. Yet in other issues, I’m pretty sure they state these guys are older. Maybe they’re just huge compared to the other students? ‘Cause more students are the size of Bart not them. Maybe that’s just how they wanted to represent the jocks. Idk, but I’m pretty sure they’re older kids. Maybe he was written to be a freshmen and someone fact checked when it was too late to change the script. Because that makes a lot more sense, but it’s not uncommon to represent jocks as behemoths for their age in adolescent stories.) and he decides to show them how little he cares.

You may be wondering: How does this make Bart popular, that’s hardly anything? Well, I want you to read for yourself to see the absolute chaos that he starts. It’s better to witness for yourselves, then to be told about it.

Just trust me on it.

(Unless I got the issue wrong in which, crap, I’m so sorry.)

ROMANCES, SCHOOL CELEBRITY, AND BREAKING THE LAW.

Here’s Carol--she’s going to be Bart’s love interest/best friend. Which do they end up as? I have no idea, because I’ve seen things where they end up a couple, and other things where they think that’s dumb and are just friends. Both played with enough authenticity that it leads me confused. I didn’t read enough to make sure what happens, because this is more about his personality and general life than anything else.

So here she is. Look at that crush. Every relationship has it’s beginning, folks.

See, wasn’t kidding about Bart being the most popular guy in school.

Sorry, I just think it’s so funny no one talks about this. Bart gets done so dirty by other writers and the fandom. No respect towards the man. Like to other people he basically has it all, and the fandom treats him like this little goofy baby. It’s so far from the truth that it may be a real crime in some providences, states, and other countries. 

The best part of his whole solo to me, is when Bart straight up commits a crime, by stealing someone’s car against their will, when he doesn’t even have so much as a learner’s permit, since he just got adjusted to this time period.

It goes without saying, but the idea of Bart behind the wheel is rationally a terrible thought.

SO MUCH SO. THAT HE DRIVES IT OFF A CLIFF. MAX HAS TO SAVE HIM, AND ‘CAUSE HE’S FILLED WITH SO MUCH ATTITUDE, HE BLAMES MAX FOR IT.

Oooh, look how angry he is, when his hair turns emo. Even angsty and bitter in his new relationship.

OH WAIT, THERE IT IS, THEY WERE OLDER BOYS. I WAS RIGHT. SO THAT IS JUST--maybe they all held-back? Is it--I don’t know. It’s off topic. I just now noticed that as I was writing this. 

But don’t be too hard on the young man, he’s just in Junior High and has DDD.

PRESTON

I’m just going to share screenshots for the origin of when these two actually become friends. It’s a super great issue. It’s issue #6. It’s better to read for yourself, than it is for me to tell you the story. Plus, it’d help better make the point that Bart wasn’t just comedy relief, and treated like a total moron baby-boy. And was of his age, and dealt with sensitive, and mature situations, despite his obvious social limitations, from being raised in V.R. in the future.

Bart nearly kills Max

This doesn’t have much to do with anything, I just think it’s funny.

I’m not sure if this issue was even written by Bart’s creator, I think it had a guest creative team come in. Might’ve been because Mark Waid was still doing The Flash still at the time. I could be wrong, though.

So I’m just sharing this because I think it’s super funny.

MORE RAPID FIRE BART HAS AN ATTITUDE TIME.

Because like I said, this is one of his most reoccurring traits, and no one seems to ever want to acknowledge it.

Also I don’t know what order these goes in, but it doesn’t really matter. This isn’t about the stories, it’s about the character of Bart Henry Allen the second.

That last one is more warranted, though, because Max was dying in a hospital. Hence the angsty, manly tears at the bottom of the page. So that’s less, just because of his attitude, but more so actually having a mental breakdown, because he’s never lived long enough to experience something like a family tragedy before.

Again, it’s a great issue. It’s better to read it, then hear me talk about it.

Like if I had to recommend 10 issues to get Bart Allen, it’d all be the first 10 issues of his solo. They tell you a lot about him. Some more than others, but still.

They show a lot of nuance to Bart that may not be evident at first, if somewhat due to his current reputation. He was primarily funny, but sometimes his circumstances could be used for some heart wrenching scenes that could really gut you.

It’s what makes him such a great character.

To be so dumbed down like he is, is awful.

Other things that are important that don’t get shown in the first 10 issues: BART DOESN’T LIKE BEING POPULAR. He cares more about meaningful relationships than people just waiting for him to do something crazy. He loves and misses his mom so much (and takes a crap ton after her). And other nice little bits that add to him.

WHAT DOES BART LOOK LIKE

All right, so you may be thinking to yourself ‘That’s a stupid question’. Which, 1. Mean 2. I get that. But I’m saying that because through the magic of lack of care or maybe just lack of attention, Bart’s appearance got sort of fumbled along.

What do I mean by that?

Well--

Wait nope. That’s not it. That’s from TMZ.

Sorry.

This is it:

Now there’s a chance you’re thinking to yourself “Well, that’s clearly not what he looks like in his comic”, and I’ll tell you why. Because Ramos has a very different style from the legendary Mike Wieringo. Ramos has a more cute art style, that was meant to compliment the purposely sitcom style of the writing.

It’s not supposed to mean Bart has a giant head, and a lanky stick for a body. That’s how Ramos drew all the teenagers Bart’s age.

And it was the 90s. So bigger muscles is just a thing you have to come to expect. So I wouldn’t say he’s meant to be legitimately a body builder at his age. I mean, Tim was supposed to be lean enough to just be thought of as skinny, yet you wouldn’t imagine that because different artists like Tom Lyle (R.I.P.) and Tom Grummet chose to keep with the growing style of the 90s.

Even in Bart’s first appearance he’s a little more leaned out:

But still obviously with good muscle definition, and not as lanky as other artists would have you believe.

You can tell that he was meant to be a pretty boy (If I had to take a shot every time I said pretty boy in this post. I’d be dead so long ago. I’m gonna have to take a purge from saying the word for a bit to get it out of my system if I can) with his hair, eyes, and general looks.

While meanwhile Mike Wieringo drew Tim Drake like this, to give you a comparison to give you guys a better idea what Bart’s look is meant to be in comparison:

Okay maybe--not in that situation often, but still. He doesn’t have as much muscle definition, and his armor is  more artificial looking like the movies at the time and his face is lot more baby-esque. Meaning Bart’s supposed to be prettier, have more muscle then him, and going off of the different panels, even taller than him.

Though inside the series, he was depicted more serious when it matched the mood, and his armor more thicker.

Just leaving more examples to show what you’re suppose to gauge out of Bart’s actual design, because later artists kept drawing Bart with the Ramos look more in mind--even if they drew the other characters more normal. Which could be super weird looking at times.

Okay so maybe I just love Tim a lot, and really love Mike Wieringo’s run on the series. Sue me. He’s a great artist, and I miss him dearly.

But basically, you can see what I mean at this point. Though sometimes Tim’s look would slightly change depending on the issue. I think this is enough panels to freaking get the point across that Wieringo generally drew Tim like this, and he’s one of the best Tim artists--Sorry, I really want to reread his Robin issues right now.

But anyways he drew these around the exact same time period, and this is the best I can do to show what Bart’s designer intended him to look like, and give any sort of idea what he’s meant or at least could look like generally outside of that art style, by comparing it to how he drew his Tim, since his artists at the time stayed more consistent with his looks. While Bart’s all followed the slowly more exaggerated cartoon style, that eventually bled out into comics that made no sense for him to be drawn like that in.

Which is why I made this section, because what happened was super weird.

It’s a unique situation I know. But I dunno, I just wish more artists would’ve paid attention to the Wieringo design, since you know, he helped create Bart by designing what he looked like. Using a specific person’s art style, that is supposed to be exaggerated and cartoony--that doesn’t work when put into different comics where everyone else is drawn more normal.

Also Bart can grow some really nice sideburns, even in the Ramos art and no one gives him compliments on that. For shame.

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So there it is, the basics of Bart Allen as per his creators.

An entirely different beast than what people expect out of the Flash of from the Future. So much so, that if I didn’t know later writers would water down and mush Bart into bits, I’d be completely lost as to why people think he’s this entirely different character.

One thing also is that, Bart actually shows an attraction to woman. It’s just not pushed over your head. It just wasn’t in the first ten issues, so I have no panels of it. But I’m assuming most would agree that having pink hearts floating around his head as he looks like Jesse Quick would illustrate that he’s clearly very attracted to her.

He’s the most teenage boy to be a teenage boy. He’s not innocent, he’s not polite, he’s not cutesy. He’s an attitude ridden, messy, bucket of disaster energy, that runs a muck and gets popularity from it.

In essence, he’s freaking great.

Hopefully this actually helps anyone out there that may want to learn more about him, or even write or draw them in their recent creative spark. He deserves the love enough.

If you read all of this, thanks. ‘Cause I wrote this all today in the last three hours of my life, because I didn’t realize I didn’t already have this post done.

Don’t forget to feed your fish.

[odinsblog]

Pelosi trying to save a Dem in a red state isn't an attack on abortion rights. A) the Republican taking his place will be anti choice B) controlling the house is more important than one Democrat's abortion stance C) the house doesn't approve supreme court justices the Senate does so this Democrats position is meaningless in the scheme of things and probably only holds that stance to get elected in a red state. D) these both party posts are dishonest and harmful to the cause of women's rights because it excuses Republicans from blame. Turning off comments is an admission you know the post is weak.

[I’m honestly unsure which post this ask is referring to, but just search my blog for “Nancy Pelosi” or “Joe Biden” or “neoliberalism” and it’s probably one of those]

Okay, for no particular reason, let’s do this in reverse order:

“these both party posts are dishonest and harmful to the cause of women's rights because it excuses Republicans from blame. Turning off comments is an admission you know the post is weak.”

I am not an elected official. Furthermore, I am not an elected official who has backed anti-abortion legislation. The fact that you can even fix your mouth to blame me and hold me to a higher standard than an anti-abortion, conservative “Democrat” who literally makes laws says everything about blue MAGA cultists that I so thoroughly hate. My tumblr posts aren’t stopping anyone from receiving an abortion. Henry Cuellar and Nancy Pelosi are. You are a coward, a sheep and a cultist who is more devoted to protecting your problematic faves - hardly different from Trump cultists; they root for the red team regardless of harmful policy, and you root for team blue regardless of harmful policies. You have much much more in common with Trumpers than you think.

Please learn the meaning of words. “Dishonest” implies that I said something untrue or misleading. I did not. If I say that Nancy Pelosi is supporting an anti-abortionist, it is not “dishonest” just because it hurts your feelings or upsets you. Grow tf up. If it can be killed by the truth, then so be it.

Republicans are absolutely to blame, but so are the conservative Democrats who aided and abetted them along the way. They are complicit.

I block and turn off comments because, contrary to popular belief, I am not required to respond to every sycophant with a keyboard and internet access. Idgaf what your momma told you, you are not a ✨special boy✨ and everyone isn’t required to respond to your every foolhardy, ridiculous utterance.

“the house doesn't approve supreme court justices the Senate does so this Democrats position is meaningless in the scheme of things and probably only holds that stance to get elected in a red state.”

Are you familiar with something called micro-aggressions? It’s kind of like death by a thousand cuts—on its own, one single cut (or micro-aggression) might not be that damaging. But the effects are cumulative. It’s the same with structural racism, or structural patriarchy. You might be able to escape one individual system, but when you put them all together, they can be insurmountable. If that’s too obtuse, think of chopping down a tree with an axe. No one single swing of the axe will fell a giant tree, but add up dozens and dozens of them, and… well, hopefully you get my point.

So, now consider all of the various anti-abortion laws, all around the country, enacted from Roe to now. They also have cumulative impacts, and at the end of the day, the only measure that matters on MY scorecard is, did it help the pro-choice movement, or did it hurt the pro-choice movement? Did Biden endorsing the Hyde amendment all the way up until June of 2019 help, or did it hurt? Does adding more anti-abortion politicians to Congress help the pro-choice movement, or hurt the pro-choice movement?

And remember, I’m not talking about laws that have momentary impacts—as we are about to find out, these trap laws and seemingly “unimportant” little changes of language and definitions? They have long lasting, generational results. And some people in the Democratic leadership have been helping chip away at Roe since almost before I was born. And I’m 37.

If Cuellar’s anti-abortion stance is so “meaningless” then why not support the pro-choice woman, Jessica Cisneros?

And something I find simultaneously funny and deeply offensive is how neoliberals switched from, “Roe is the most important thing in the universe,” to, “Hey, you don’t understand politics. The Democrats just have to nominate this anti-abortionist because if they nominate the pro-choice Democrat, that’s going to hurt Roe.” The amount of mental gymnastics and cognitive dissonance going on here is impressive. Do you guys even listen to yourselves before you spout this utter bullshit??

Finally, you’ve gone through a lot of trouble to frame this as a do or die situation, where if the anti-abortion “Democratic” candidate loses, then a Republican will absolutely positively win. The only problem with that intentionally deceptive lie is, it’s a relatively safe blue district:

Despite what corporate Dems would have you believe, it’s been a Democratic district for a good long minute now. Cuellar has won by healthy margins in the past, and I refuse to believe that any capable, passionate Democrat couldn’t do the same, IF they had the full backing and support of the DNC and the DCCC. Unfortunately, the DNC is bound and determined not to see another AOC type politician be successful.

“the Republican taking his place will be anti choice”

LMAO. I saved the stupidest argument for last. Y’all is really arguing that if we don’t elect OUR homophobic anti-abortionist, then Republicans will elect their homophobic anti-abortionist!! WTF?

At first it was “protect Roe,” but now it’s “protect Democrats”

This is why more and more people are beginning to see the Democratic Party as a fucking joke, only sometimes distinguishable from Republicans. I mean, bloody hell, what’s the fucking use of having a “Democrat” who mostly votes with Republicans??? Do the words “pyrrhic victory” mean anything at all to you blue MAGA sycophants??

If Republicans really do flip the house and the Senate, they’re going to flip the switch on the filibuster in a nanosecond. Democrats need to stop prioritizing “civility,” “bipartisanship” and “compromise” with the goddamn Christofascist Republican Party. Democrats need to fight conservatives every bit as hard as they fight progressives on the left. JFC. If not now, then when the fucking fuck???

I mean, yeah, obviously fuck Republicans and their Libertarian accomplices, but also: FUCK ANY AND EVERY DEMOCRAT WHO ISN’T GONNA GO DOWN FIGHTING TO PROTECT ROE V. WADE.

[madamspeaker]

Of course the last 24 hours has seen the far-left scream into the void about how the Dobbs decision is the fault of Dems, and how Nancy Pelosi can’t possibly be genuinely upset at it because she backed Henry Cuellar in Texas. Reasoning with this deluded bunch of ignorant tossers is of course pointless, but the cold hard fact is this - Henry Cuellar has literally fuck all impact on Roe. He is the solitary “pro-life” vote in the Dem House caucus. His no vote last autumn never jeopardised the bill to codify Roe as it went through the House. He is an otherwise solid Dem vote though - having been a yes on the BIF, the original version of the BBB, the Equality Act, and the Safer Communities Act (the gun violence prevention bill), despite leftists saying he is a shill for the NRA. I don’t much like the guy, and loathe his stance on abortion, and I suspect Nancy doesn’t much like him either, but when you are a leader part of that job entails supporting your team. She has always had a policy of endorsing incumbents, which I imagine in a lot of instances is not exactly something she enjoys doing for certain individuals, but endorsing imcumbents is one of the best ways to keep a party united, and when you have such a tiny majority, one in which any handful of dissenting members can create chaos, it is more important than ever to keep members on side because you never know when you will need to twist their arm on a vote. The other thing to note is Cuellar’s district. Whether we like him or not, he won more of the vote there than Biden did, which suggests that he’s doing something right by his constituents - and in what will be a very difficult mid-term election for Dems, keeping that seat Blue might well mean the difference between Dems holding the House and the GOP retaking it. Naturally lefists get none of this - which probably explains why they can never get any legislation passed. They remain deludedly stuck on the notion that a one size fits all candidate is the way to go, when any sane person knows it clearly isn’t, and that you should run candidates that fit in with the area. Nancy Pelosi sadly has more on her plate than just Roe - as she made clear in her presser yesterday, the GOP are going after marriage equality and contraception. She has to think in terms of the bigger picture, of future legislation that she may need to pass between now and the end of the year, and with the numbers she has at her disposal now, that sadly means she has to back all her members, whether she agrees with them on certain issues or not. It also explains why she is called the master legislator and is responsible for some of the most meaningful and important legislation ever passed through Congress, and Bernie’s big legislative achievement is some post office names.

[ballplayersxo]

Not even going to get into the washing out blackness and generational wealth in the black community too much, the basic outlook people see is people are hating on interracial couples but it’s more than that. You just got your wealth and are giving it back to the same people that kept it away and enslaved your people, no matter what people say facts are it wasn’t long ago for this kind of crazy impact of people just marrying xyz and giving away their wealth like that. I’d be here all day if I got into this. Pro black is a way of life, again the facts are you cannot be pro black if your partner isn’t black, pro black isn’t being for your people and tatting historical black artists, being pro black in everything you do and your partner being black is one of the big factors. You can support your people and do the work whilst having a non black partner, whether that might be hmm it can happen. you don’t have to fight to say you’re pro black when facts are you aren’t. As for Lebron as much as I love him and his talent he needs to look in the mirror, screaming you’re for black love and acting like an activist when behind closed doors you’re not is something, that’s for him and his maker to deal with.

all of this! and the point with people allegedly hating on interracial relationships making it seem like it’s just a thing black women do when white women were saying the EXACT same thing about dirk. my sister sent me this on lsa about what white people were saying and just take a look for yourselves. it’s about generational wealth and optics regardless of how people frame it. Post in thread 'Are White MEN jealous of Black women too?' https://www.lipstickalley.com/threads/are-white-men-jealous-of-black-women-too.331696/post-8223125

and one thing i’ll say is that if you really can’t resist going outside your race at the very LEAST marry black and have your black kids first. notice how majority of prominent non black people who marry/procreate outside their race, marry and have the kids of their own race first? adele, george lucas, ted sarandos, terry pegula, mitch mcconnell, maximillion cooper, david bowie, françois-henri pinault, roger waters, and so many others. if you don’t know those names, go google and you’ll see how these are rich, well-connected people who got into interracial relationships after having kids of their race first. cause they understand the importance of making sure people who look like them and their communities benefit from their wealth first and foremost. people make it seem like it’s crazy for pointing this out but it’s insane that black people/men are the only group who doesn’t see it.

[servingcocoa]

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[malkaleh]

I was inspired by @allegoriesinmediasres to write these up - a series of fictional tumblr posts about the episode in which you find out about Norwich in my Tudors OT3 AU verse Tudors TV show. Under a readmore because CSA, abuse. 

Me Before Unmasked: an innocent Cromwich shipper, entirely unaware

Me After:…fuck*

Or to explain - I did not in fact know the history tumblr. We didn’t cover it or if it was I do not remember it from school and honestly I started watching the show because of Rupert Graves and I was So Into The Dynamic. So Into because I love messy exes who are still attracted to each other and also questionable morality and James and Rupert have such a spark etc. 

And then Unmasked happened.  

That is to say, I cannot ship it any more. I’m not shading on people who write AUs or work arounds but I cannot actually ship it now - I’ll be leaving things up because I know how much it sucks when fanworks just disappear  but I’m going to tag it as ‘pre-unmasked airing’ I know my fic isn’t history based at all (clearly etc) but I still cannot ship it, knowing what we know now, even fictionally. 

*Look I know people are saying that the signs were there, that there were hints of awful from the start but it could also have been, no shade to the actors or the writers who did a brilliant job but it could have also just been toxic relationship not child abuse. 

episode reaction the tudors unmasked 3X12 tudors spoilers

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I guess I should make some kind of post unmasked statement because there’s been a lot of discourse but it’s not going to be a popular opinion from me. I still ship it. I plan to continue shipping it. And before everyone comes at me or whatever, we are talking about fictional versions of historical figures who have been dead for hundreds of years. It’s not Actual People Who Are Alive. No one is actually hurt by me shipping a Problematic Pairing Of Fictional Versions Of Dead People. 

unmasked  the tudors cromwich i am not condoning it but this is FICTIONAL people. FICTIONAL. Calm thy tits. 

softlysweetdreams 

Re unmasked - being pro-shipping does not mean I cannot be revolted at the fact that people are actually saying the words ‘it was a different time and you are homophobic if you say otherwise’ because no, no it was not. Ten was a child in Tudor times - legally and socially. Rape and child abuse was a crime and it is very clearly illustrated as a crime, a crime that haunted Thomas Cromwell all his life. 

Don’t try to rationalise it into something *romantic* or *well that’s just the way it was back then* because no, it was not. It was very much not. Even before the laws were reformed in the 1540s/50s it was not. 

(If you want more information about the early Tudor era attitudes and views of childhood etc then Childhood & Crime: Crimes Against Children In Early Tudor England 1500-1560 is the academic text - I’d also recommend this paper by Solomon McKenzie and the book about Norwich that Rupert mentioned he read - The Life Of John Norwich by Alissa Su)

merillyidothvibe

That was perhaps the best episode(s) of the season but also some of the hardest to watch at the same time which is a deliberate choice on the part of all involved - you can feel it in your bones along with Thomas. 

-I really appreciated that the show never for one minute pulls the ‘Anne and Henry don’t believe or doubt Thomas’ for Drama because every single bit of historical evidence we have says no (I didn’t think they would because Maya has been so involved etc but it’s still a fear). 

-You can see all the ways they built it up in previous episodes and things become sickeningly more awful on rewatch (the flinches! That moment with the silks! Norwich’s lines about art and canvases! G-d Rupert Graves is so so terrifyingly monstrously charmingly evil - you don’t ever see Norwich cracking but at the same time you can feel there’s something awful in every part. That moment when he casually bruises Thomas where no one can see! The ‘I am not damaging my investment’ line! 

-That Fucking Story About The Branding. 

-Thomas Cromwell chooses kindness every single time. Every single time. He absolutely spits defiance at Norwichs world view even as he himself does not think he has worth he knows other people do. He knows the world does. That’s Something. 

cloudsandgrim

[dazenightmare]

angst time! with george!

remember how friend was a bluebird that died randomly? yeah, since friend died to tnt in canon, and i refuse to believe that phil would ever do anything to hurt his son here, what if it was due to some karen’s spoiled brat playing with a baseball bat from the sport section, cuz “he’s an aspiring pro baseball player”? he’s swinging it around, taking out, like, five shelves of electronics, and decides that friend was the perfect moving target to test his skills on.

george sees the electronics destruction going down, not the friend bit, and actually leaves his office for once to track down the brat, since kids respond better to a tangible person scolding them and he’s the only one working currently not involved in the season 2 finale. (i say this because most of the deli section aren’t there, since the freezer’s broke and won’t stop hissing and dream needs to repair it. wilbur’s taking the day off to hang out at the sandwich shop and talk to schlatt, phil is on a date with mrs. minecraft, and techno is down at his potato farm. tommy is the only one who is there, since he’s hanging out with tubbo, but since the finale is happening, neither boy is paying attention either.)

as soon as he finds them, the kid has swung and hits a home run on friend. its the first and only time the man gets physically aggressive with any customer and he just tears the bat from the kid’s hands, spitting fire and fury as he slowly reverts back to his manhunt years. this brat takes one look at this terrifying man and bursts into tears, as george grabs his wrist and drags him to the help desk after putting friend’s body somewhere safe, where eret and a couple other customers who just want to check out are trying to calm down the karen who’s screaming about her son being missing. the kid is still crying and screaming and throwing a tantrum about how “the scary man hurt him”, and “he just hit a stupid bird”, and “that his mom should sue him” when george leans into the mic and says over the intercom, in an eerily calm voice, “i have a spoiled brat who just killed friend and his useless mother at the help desk. i am currently hiring punz and the rest of the mercenaries to hunt them down. tommy and tubbo, friend’s body is located in aisle 7 on top of the dog beds. someone call wilbur and let him know that his bird has just died.”

the finale pauses, as sam is midway through shoving dream into pandora’s box and the others are cheering when they hear this and the vibe changes immediately. needless to say, the employees and customers help the mother and child meet a terrible fate, (they aren’t dead, the kid just got kicked from the baseball team and suspended from school for killing a pet on purpose, and the mother had to pay a $1000 fine for her son), the store isn’t sued, and wilbur is heartbroken.

george blames himself for not getting there sooner to prevent it and now actively tries to stay awake in order to keep a keener eye on the animals outside of dream’s office, ie. carl, henry, bingus, and sacrifice.

also, terrible post for this, but im jumping on the sleepy signoff bandwagon, lets go. - thirteen

I am very close to tears but I love this so much.

[livia-dovehallow]

Very very random aks, but I hace seen some ask about tsc gangs and stuff like types of movies they would like, music etc

So I wanted to ask you (if you feel like it) what donyou see the tid gang with social media like? Like which app would each one use, and how will they be :)

This is so interesting... and has taken me much thought. But I think I've narrowed it down.

Will would absolutely be on Tik Tok. Book-Tok specifically, but he would throw in some random videos there too, especially of him pulling pranks on Gabriel.

Tessa would solely be on Book-Tok. Knows nothing of trends because she does not care.

Jem is on Music-Tok and Soundcloud. Just using his free time to enjoy his passion. Very mellowed out. Can be seen in the background of Will's prank videos trying to convince him that pranking his sister's boyfriend isn't entertainment for the masses (the comments say otherwise).

Cecily is on Instagram and Tik Tok. Very online-famous only in the fact that she does not care about what anybody says and posts what she wants and also because she is very pretty but not vain. Posts frequently about pro-feminist content and supporting women. Occasionally posts about Gabriel to show him off, of which he has no understanding how any of this works and refuses to get his own social media account.

Gabriel is not on any platform because he doesn't understand them, but he claims it's because he just doesn't see a need. Also doesn't understand why Will keeps pranking him for "likes"--what even are those?

Gideon is only on Facebook and only because he can post photos of his kids to extended members of the family, especially on his mother's side. Has a professional Twitter account, but has an intern run that for him, as he does not understand the character limits. Was convined to start a LinkedIn, but Charlotte is still showing him the ropes.

Sophie is on Instagram and Facebook. Facebook to speak with Gideon's family and Instagram to stay connected with her own friends. This is where Sophie posts about her family. Her account is private to protect her kids' privacy, but she loves to boast about them there. Just look at how cute little Tommy is!

Charlotte is on LinkedIn and Twitter. Very professional online presence, carefully managed. People are sometimes shocked to learn that her husband is the science guy over on Tik Tok blowing things up.

Henry runs a very popular, goofy little science Tik Tok and YouTube channel. Like a British Bill Nye the Science Guy. Gets easily excited to see kids ask to see different science experiments and explains all about how things work. Every once in a while will throw in how much he appreciates his wife, Lottie, for having the patience to deal with his experiments in the basement.

Jessamine is on Snapchat and Instagram because they are photo-based. Her whole IG feed is selfies and her Snapchat is always her daily life "among boring people." Gets many unsolicited messages from men.

Tatiana is on conspiracy Twitter. Finding all sorts of ways to accuse people of doing things for evil causes. Complains about her brothers often as well, of which Gideon's social media intern is grateful her online name is Blackthorn and not Lightwood...

[fsh-bowl]

Obey me playing Among Us

Okay but hear me out...

Lucifer:

Mains red and has devil horn hat.

Acts like he’s doing it for fun, but he’s really competitive.

Usually watches the brothers argue, and answers truthfully.

He will always win when he’s paired with Satan. Always.

Will probably kill Mammon first. 

Abuses reactor meltdown.

Never acts suspicious and doesn’t call people out.

Never reports bodies. 

Will never kill Diavolo and always hangs out near him whether he’s imposter or not. 

Usually smirks whenever he kills someone, which Satan notices and reports him. 

Doesn’t say “sus-” he liked “suspicious.”

Mammon:

Plays as yellow and wears the cowboy hat. Has a mini crewmate as a pet.

Always the first or second one to die, so he never gets to play the game.

Is always “sus,” even if he’s innocent.

Will scream if he is killed.

Everyone knows he’s the imposter if he survives to round 3. 

Stays with his mini crewmate when he’s dead.

Abuses lights and stack kills (gets away with the stack kills 0% of the time).

Stays with MC no matter what, claiming that he is “protecting you” before losing you during a black out.

Likes calling emergency meetings and calling the shots. He then gets thrown out. 

Is not legally allowed to play the game. 

Levi

Mains blue and has the “DUM” post-it note the top of his head. He has the hamster pet and sometimes names himself “Henry 3.0.”

He always wins as imposter because he knows how to sabotage.

Usually stays in security after he finishes his tasks. 

Usually hesitates calling dead bodies because he is paranoid that all of his brothers will call him “sus.”

Cannot kill for his life- always bad timing. 

Plays like a casual, but gets frustrated when he dies.

He gives a detailed explanation on where he is and usually vouches for someone.

Will always kill Mammon first.

Satan

Mains green with the military suit. He has the robot as a pet.

An absolute genius at the game. He always gets the imposters correct and gives accurate and detailed explanations on where he is on the map.

This is his favorite game, and it’s what he plays when he does not feel like reading. This boosts his skills. 

Never acts sus. He’s a literal god. Like, he’s too good.

If he is dead, the game is over.

The main giveaway is that he always kills Lucifer first.

If he’s suspected he will get so angry he will switch into demon mode. 

Playing with him is dangerous. 0/10.

Asmodeus

Mains pink with the flower. Usually has the mini crewmate as a pet.

Always the first one to ask “where.”

Sometimes calls emergency meetings just to talk.

He never acts sus and he’s okay playing as imposter, but he prefers crewmate.

Whenever he calls random emergency meetings he’s voted off because he’s annoying. 

Abuses the reactor sabatoge.

Easily gains trust of others and likes to follow them around. This scares the others. 

If he is alone, he is the imposter. 

“Vents are for pussies, you gotta show off your stuff.”

“No, that’s not how this game works.”

Beelzebub

Mains orange. Just orange. Nothing fancy.

Acts like a noob, making him less sus than others.

Usually hangs out with Belphie but always manages to lose him. 

Gets his tasks done every single crewmate game. He also can do the card swipe in admin flawlessly.

The perfect crewmate, but the worst imposter.

Always vents and kills at the wrong time.

What is sabotage. 

He always loses when he’s imposter. Unless he’s with Belphie or Satan. 

Poker face in real life. Is he imposter? Crewmate? His face doesn’t show any emotion. 

Will become visibly sad when he comes across an abandoned pet.

Belphegor

Mains black with a small sprout out of the top of his head. 

Somehow always gets imposter, making him a pro unlike his twin.

Vent abuser. 

Likes to turn off the lights as well. 

Great at killing, bad at lying because he never types in chat. Ever. Like, even when he’s accused he doesn’t say anything. 

Just says “isn’t me.”

Speedruns the game with Satan as imposter. 

Stays in caf when he’s dead because he’s too lazy to finish his tasks. 

Is followed around by Beel, but he’s never his first kill. Ever. 

Like his brother, he’s mr. poker face.

[wolfwhiteflowers]

I just think the angst or Daryl's plot twist-whatever, is Caryl-angst ..all about Caryl. So it's very pro Caryl to me. 💖This introduction of the dramatic plot of Leah in the past, could had gone way worse for a Caryl shipper. I mean like Kang could be talking about Leah or C0nnie more than Carol. Instead of Carol, it could be Kelly in the episode to kinda representing a D/L/C0nnie triangle. Or, Carol supporting Daryl and his lost love...with no Caryl fight and being like platonic. The Caryl fight means Caryl care a lot..and writers care a lot about them too and to add focus and plots to it. The writers even mention how they know some fans will not like this and knowing it's controversial. They know about Carylers and they still wanna respect them. IMO, I see it as they're NOT like telling Carylers that romantic-Caryl is not what they have in mind. Kang would say things that would be pretty clear if romantic-Caryl isn't what they wanted to do. IMO, Kang is kinda saying like I know it's dramatic but pls be wait till this angst arc is over. (I guess it's kinda like what Kang did when CZ happen).

So anyway...there's Caryl angst. I wish more people would analyze the fight scene and the ep because it's so crazy and angsty..and got a lot parallels..and I like to analyze lol. 🤔 My meta post here below...

Is it possible that sh-she just left?

What?

It's not an accusation.

Nah, I walked away.

You didn't walk away, Daryl.

I did. I was down by that river.

Stop thinking that every time you lose someone it's because of you, something you did wrong.

I made a mistake.

We all make mistakes. Losing Leah, that's not on you. Neither is Rick. Or Connie. ♪ ♪

Conversation was about Leah and now it's about Carol. Parallel?-they "ran" away. It's like they switch it or mirror this scene with D/L moments.

No, that's on you. 'Cause you never know when to stop.

I'm sorry for Connie. ♪ ♪ But I'm not sorry for going after the horde, and I'm not sorry for making Alpha pay for killing Henry, 'cause I was right.

And that's all that matters, you being right, huh? ♪ ♪

This isn't just about Leah. Or Connie. Or anyone else, is it? Why don't you just say what you wanna say?

You shouldn't have come.

Hunting? I wanted to help.

No, you wanted to run, so you ran.

Alexandria. What the skins did. You couldn't deal with the guilt, so you made it my problem.

Your only problem is thinking you have to save everybody. I don't need a savior, Daryl, and I don't need a martyr. I just need a friend.

Friends don't have the same damn conversation over and over again.

Oh, is that what's happening here? 'Cause this is new to me.

It's what been happening. I'm sick of it.

Well, then you should've just let me get back on the boat. ♪ ♪

I should've. I stopped you from running, and I shouldn't have. Wanna run? Run. I know where I'm supposed to be. I won't stop you this time. ♪ ♪

"Wanna run? Run." I know he's thinking about 10x01 but I think the writers/Daryl are also thinking about how Carol would run away or be away from Team Family since s4. Carol would parallel with Leah here..., or Leah paralleled Carol a bit and it hurt Daryl..that another woman like Carol, left Daryl again.

He said "I know where I'm supposed to be." His quote wasn't really about the letter to Leah, but it's pretty similar to Leah's "Where do you belong, Daryl?" It's about belonging to where and presently, he saying ASZ is where he belongs. Anyway the fight is like Daryl is re-fighting with Leah, but it's Carol. And IMO, it's like Daryl (or Caryl) are given second chance to fix their relationship for the better instead of how Daryl/Leah went. Since Caryl parallel with D/L, it's also saying to me, Caryl are gonna be viewed romantic too because D/L were.

♪ ♪ And I was right. ( Sniffles ) Our luck's run out, you and me. ( Sniffles, sighs ) It's gonna be dark soon. I'm gonna fix the door. ♪ ♪ ( Sighs ) ♪ ♪ ( Hammer banging )

Carol mentions luck which reminds me of the double acorns. And she's fixing the door like she's trying to stay and fix her relationship with Daryl.