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neil-gaiman · 11 months

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Hello Mr Neil,

You probably won't be able to see this but I just had to get it out to rest my mind and I feel like it's more reliable to get an answer from an author than on Google.

I've seen that reblog from one of Ms Diane's asks where they mention that any story idea, fanfic, suggestion shouldn't be sent over as it would cause possible issues. So I was thinking, if you don't read fanfics, are you also not allowed to read prompts?

There's a blog here on Tumblr which posts prompts so I was wondering if authors aren't allowed to read those and what about if you were just surfing the internet say on Twitter or here on Tumblr where a lot of thoughts about certain books or shows are being posted. Are you required to inform during meetings if you've passed by a similar idea somewhere or would that only matter if it was directed to you?

Maybe you've answered this question before that I must not have understood or seen. I'm sorry if that's the case 😥

I'm all out of answers. I don't read fan fiction. It is to everyone's benefit that I don't read fan fiction especially that of the people writing the fan fiction. I don't read prompts, I don't read it on Tumblr, I don't read it on A03, when people decide to send it to me in the asks I don't read it. I do not read it on a train, I do not read it in the rain, I do not read it here or there, I do not read it anywhere...

Let's try a thought experiment.

"I don't eat peanuts. I'm allergic to them, and I don't like the taste."

"Can you eat peanut butter?"

"No. I'm allergic to peanuts. They can kill me."

"Okay, I get it on the whole peanuts and the peanut butter, but my mom makes fabulous peanut cake, and the peanuts in that are really finely chopped, so you don't know they're peanuts. Can you eat my mom's peanut cake?"

"I can't eat them. They would kill me."

"I've got a recipe for Cashew-butter that tastes exactly like peanut butter. Can I make you a cashew-butter sandwich? You aren't allergic to that."

"No, but I don't like the taste. I'll pass."

"Hey! We haven't talked about boiled gas station peanuts. If you could hypothetically eat peanuts and you were in a gas station in the south, would you have the spicy boiled peanuts or the vinegary boiled peanuts or the plain boiled peanuts?"

"I wouldn't eat the peanuts."

"No, but hypothetically, and remembering that these are green peanuts and not dried peanuts, pick the one you'd prefer..."

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strangesthirdeye · 1 month

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Being Sherlock's wife and going through the pregnancy would include:

Warning: It's Sherlock, he's a great man. fluff, aftermath of The Final Problem, sweet, baby, Sherlock is a great husband, pregnancy, Baby William creation.

As usual, I'm sorry if there are any wrong sentences or typos or grammatical mistakes, please forgive me and again English is not my first language, so I try to improve my language and writing in this way.

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• Him, dumbfounded and stunned when you told the news that you are pregnant which causes you to be concerned with the lack of response from him.

"I think you broke him" John.

•But later Sherlock recovers from the state of loading his information by hugging you tightly and repeatedly saying you two have become parents.

• Since you are still in the early stages of pregnancy, Sherlock will monitor your diet and recommend routines that should be followed by pregnant women. That's after he did research for pregnant women on Google.

• Concerned with the safety of you and the baby when you insist on joining him and John to solve cases. Even if you are still early in your pregnancy and capable of doing your work, saying that you don't need to tire yourself, but later let you join him and John.

• Morning sickness? don't worry Sherlock is always alert to your situation so don't be surprised if he suddenly appears behind you just to hold your hair as you vomit all the contents of your stomach into the toilet.

• Headaches? Sherlock can give you paracetamol and massage your head. Body aches? automatically, Sherlock is good at massage

• When it comes to the middle of pregnancy, the majority of pregnant women will have cravings with weird combinations of food. So you are no exception.

• Lemon and Honey? Sherlock can take the pickle and peanut butter boots? Sherlock doesn't know if the one he married all this time is human or not.

• wake up late at night just to eat something spicy? Sherlock automatically got up and left the flat for the sake's of you.

• you are also no exception to mood swings and your victim is Sherlock. Obviously.

• from sad to angry to happy and Sherlock handles your mood easily because he really expects you to be like that. He will be the place where you release your mood swings as long as you don't kill him.

• John being an expert about pregnancy (Mary preggo tadaa) gave him advice to handle pregnant women.

"and don't stress her out, Sherlock" John obviously.

• And now the awaited time has arrived. As your stomach is getting bigger and rounder, Sherlock can't keep his hands on his side because he always puts his big hands on your stomach just to feel the baby in that stomach.

• he will kneel and talk to the baby in the stomach which becomes a daily routine in these few months. He excitedly talked about his cases. Obviously.

• Him, excited when he gets a response from the baby in the stomach like a baby kicking your stomach because the baby is excited with his father. Often leaving you gasping for breath due to indigestion being kicked by the baby in the stomach.

• rub your belly every night and hug you from the back every time you sleep.

• when it comes to last month of pregnancy, your body aches and back pain are getting worse and Sherlock always helps you.

• he will whisper words of comfort in your ear as he hugs you from behind and strokes your hair to convince you that you are a strong person as you are having a mental breakdown.

• But overall, everything turns out fine and you don't have a mental breakdown anymore. Thanks to your loving husband.

• Excited because there are only a few weeks left before he will meet his baby and always finding some good names for his baby.

• Gender? nahh he doesn't care about that as long as the baby comes out well.

"Tina?" Sherlock.

"sounds like somebody's aunt" You.

•talking with baby has become traditions now. And he cannot wait to hold his baby.

• last week of pregnancy, he already took you to the hospital in case you give birth early. Bags and all facilities such as baby clothes and diapers have been packed by Sherlock. So no need to worry.

• John gave him a word of advice about the newborn. Such as what he should do and what he shouldn't do so that he won't panic.

• Rosie is excited to meet her new friend and always stuck with you while talking to the baby in your belly. She already sees you as a mother figure as hers has passed away. So no wonder she always stuck with you.

• When it's time for you to give birth, Sherlock will be where you endure the pain when you push the baby out of your vagina. He doesn't care if his hand is broken because you grabbed it or you swear at him. He's always there.

• Him, saying that you are strong and encouraging you to push the baby.

• panic when everything was quiet for a moment but sighed in relief when he heard the sound of his baby crying for the first time. He rubbed your head happily.

• Him, support his bundle of joy in both hands and smile genuinely as he found out that he got a boy.

• William Scott Hamish Holmes. That's your baby's name and his.

• Kiss William's forehead tenderly and whisper some words like welcome him to the family of Holmes.

• He is always there when you need him. What a great husband.

#benedict cumberbatch x reader #bbc shows #benedict cumberbatch #221b baker street #bbc sherlock #sherlock holmes x wife! reader #sherlock holmes x reader #bbc sherlock x reader #bbc sherlock x you #incorrect sherlock quotes #sherlock holmes #sherlock holmes imagine #dr john watson #Spotify

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louloulemons-posts · 7 months

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Oil At The Coffee Shop XIV

Eddie X Fem!Reader

Summary : The Finale

Word Count : 1.4k

Warnings : Not proofread, fluff, talks of pregnancy (not reader), fluffy ending for our couple, just cuteness all around, rambles.

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It had been over 18 months since you moved to Hawkins, Indiana which may have been the best decision you’d ever made in your life. You had travelled home for a couple days as it was Diane’s 30th birthday.

Knocking on the front door, a little head popped out, “Hi buddy.” Matthews face was covered with a grin, he reached out to give you a hug. “God you’ve gotten so big,” you laughed as you lifted him up.

“Bud I told you not to answer the door,” you heard Scott speaking, but he couldn’t stay mad at his son when he saw you stood there.

“Hi Scottie.”

“Hey,” he smiled, giving you a big hug. You hadn’t been able to see them in a while, so it was needed. “Guess who I brought with me?” You whispered to Matt, but loud enough so Scott could hear.

“Who?” he asked wide eyed, but before you could answer a man with a head for a curls walked up the path, bags in hand. “Uncle Eddie!” The small boy wriggled from your arms, and ran to him.

“Hey little man,” he laughed, wrapping him in a hug. Walking up to you and your brother, he hugged him too, the pair actually got on very well.

“Come on, let’s get inside.”

“Who is it Honey?” you heard Diane’s voice.

“Only your favourite people in the world,” you teased. Squealing, she ran - well waddled, to wrap her arms around you. “Oh my love how are you?”

“I’m great how are you birthday girl?”

“You know, as well as I can be,” she placed her hand on her swollen belly. “How’s the little bean doing?”

“Wriggly, that’s how they are.”

“Where’s the munchkin?”

“Kitchen, she’s eating a snack.” Wandering to the room, you saw the little lady eating her apple slices, dipping them in what you could only assume was peanut butter.

“Can I have one?” you asked, making the small girl jump slightly, but as soon as she realised who it was she was up on her feet. Bouncing on her feet and clapping in a way that you couldn’t help but grin at.

“Hi munchkin.”

“Hello!” she laughed as you picked her up, placing kisses to her sticky cheeks. “Is uncle Eddie here?” she asked.

“Why don’t we go see?”

Walking with the small girl on your hip, you found Eddie smiling as he chatted with Diane. “Eddie!” she squealed.

“Well hello you.” Taking Jenny from your arms her hands found his hair instinctively.

“Pretty,” she cooed.

“Thank you love. Your hairs very pretty too.”

“Thank you.”

“Do you want to sit with me whilst your mom opens her presents?” he asked her, she nodded happily.

Eddie sat with Jenny in his lap, the small girl inspecting his curls, wrapping them around her fingers. You think she may be the only person who loves them more than you.

Diane had originally come from New York, but moved after meeting your brother. Like you she didn’t travel back home often to see her family, so you and Eddie decided to buy them tickets to travel back.

As she read her card explaining what was happening her eyes welled up with tears, “You’re kidding?” she asked.

“Nope,” you smiled.

“Oh thank you so much,” she cried, hugging you tightly.

“Mama okay?” Jenny asked, looking up at Eddie. “Yeah moms okay, just super happy.”

“I blame the baby hormones entirely,” the woman joked, a grin on her face.

“Happy Birthday.”

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Sat around the dinner table, your grandmother was also here now. She was another member in your family who absolutely adored Eddie.

Kissing his cheek as you passed to sit down next to him, he smiled, continuing to chat to the older woman. “So how is work treating you Edward?” she asked.

“It’s going well, me and my uncle are working hard.”

“You’re still taking rest though?”

“I make sure he does Gran.”

“And how’s the shop?”

“It’s great.”

“Who’s looking after it at the moment?”

“Max and El are in charge, but I have a couple more employees now.” She nodded, happy that her sisters shop was being well cared for.

You chatted happily, sat next to Jenny who was playing with her pasta. You wiped the small girls mouth, rubbing a hand over her cheek fondly.

“When are you planning on having some?” Your grandmother asked. Eddie choked on his drink, “I’m sorry?”

“When are you two planning on having kids?”

“Oh uh .. gran we’re not really ready to think about that yet,” you said to the woman.

“Well don’t keep me waiting!”

“Gran, Diane is pregnant right now, you’ve got another grandchild on the way.”

“And?” she teased.

“Okay, new topic please,” you flushed.

Eddie took your hand under the table, squeezing it gently. You looked up and he smiled softly at you, your face was warm, but you mimicked his expression.

“So when are you two travelling to see your family?” the woman asked Diane, and your focus went back to Jenny.

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“Drive safe!” Scott called out.

“We will!” you shouted back and were off, heading back to Hawkins. Eddie took your hand, holding it and kissing the back of it.

“You okay?”

“Mhm, it’s always hard leaving them, but we’ll see them soon.”

“I hope so, it was nice seeing your Gran again soon.”

“She keeps saying about coming to Hawkins, she misses it.”

“We’ll get her down, make a thing of it.”

“I think she’d like that.”

“Wayne’s asked if you wanted to come over for dinner when we get back?”

“I’d love that actually.”

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You’d been to your apartment to drop off your things and then headed to the trailer park to see Wayne. Eddie shared a big hug with his uncle, squeezing him tight. “Hey son.”

When they pulled away, Wayne smiled at you, “Hi Honey.”

“Hello,” you spoke, giving him a hug, not as tight as Eddie had, but a big hug nonetheless.

“Did you guys have a nice trip?”

“Oh it was great, how’s the shop been?” Eddie asked. “It’s been fine, but let’s not talk work, tell me everything over dinner.”

The three of you sat down to eat a nice warm meal, Wayne had made an older recipe of his moms. “This is delicious Wayne, thank you.”

“Oh honey don’t make me blush.”

“I’m being serious, you’ll have to give me the recipe.” He laughed, but paused as if he remembered something. “I actually have this for you,” he stood from the table.

He handed you over a few pieces of paper, the writing on it was his, messy chicken scratch, but you were use to it by now. “Wayne is this-“

“My sweet tea, I think it’s time we share it with others.”

“Oh thank you,” you smiled, wrapping your arms around the man.

“It’s the least I can do,” he spoke.

“I think you’ve become her favourite Munson old man,” Eddie laughed.

“Who says he hasn’t always been?” you teased.

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“Thank you again Wayne,” kissing the man’s cheek you waved goodbye. “You kids get back safe.”

The journey back to the shop was a short and quiet one, you and Eddie exhausted from all of the travelling you’d done today. “I’m ready for bed,” the man sighed, waking inside.

“Me too, but um .. before that can we talk about something?”

“Sure Sweetheart what’s up?” Leading him to the couch you sat side by side, holding his hand in yours.

“You know how we’ve been together a while now?”

“Mhm, best 18 months of my life,” he smiled.

“Same here. I was thinking maybe … if you’d want to .. you can say no.”

“Sweetheart, relax it’s just me.”

“Okay, okay. I was wondering if maybe you’d want to move in. Here. With me.”

“Move in with you?”

“I mean yeah, half your stuff is here already and you stay most nights and you have a key, but I want you to be here every night. I want this to be your home. Our first home.”

Before you could say anymore he was cupping your cheeks and pressing a kiss to your mouth. “I would love to live with you.”

“Really?”

“Yes baby, really.”

“We’re really doing this?”

“We are. And hey maybe we could get some practice making those babies your gran spoke about.” You laughed, smacking his chest.

“Make me a Munson and then we can talk about that,” you teased.

“Oh I plan too.”

“I love you Eddie.”

“Sweetheart I love you too.”

THE END

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A/N : i genuinely can’t believe this is the end. the love and support for this story have been so overwhelming, i adore all of you. thank you for every like, comment and reblog it has been insane. thank you thank you thank you. that is all i can say.

i’m gonna miss these guys so much, but i wanted them to have a simple and loving ending. that’s what they deserve.

love you all 🤍

- Lou

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upat4amwiththemoon · 1 year

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Comfortable in misery

Summary: All the damage I got, isn’t good damage. It’s just damage.

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x female!reader

Warnings: just straight up angst, bad mental health, trouble with eating, complicated people

Word count: 1101

a/n: I am Diane, Diane is me, and I don’t like it

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore @sayah13 @strangegardentaco

It’s been a tough week. Y/N has spent every day of it under her covers, either sleeping or in another world inside her mind.

Natasha is no stranger to these stronger depressive episodes, they have been together for four years after all. So, as soon as she notices Y/N getting worse, she told Steve she’d take some time off.

“Please.” Natasha whispers, holding a container of take out. “Just a few bites.”

Y/N’s gaze goes through her, Natasha isn’t sure if she can even hear her. She never eats well during these episodes, but Natasha can usually coax her to eat at least something.

With a sigh, Natasha leaves the container on top of the bed sude table before leaving the room. She sits down to the couch, letting all of her muscles relax for the first time in a while. Her eyes start to burn as she sets her hand over her mouth to silence the sobs. Natasha’s shoulders shake up and down while she cries.

She’s desperate. She doesn’t know shat to do anymore. Nothing seems to make a difference and it was starting to get to her.

After a few more days, Natasha finally got Y/N out of the bed and into the bathroom to brush her teeth and shower. That gave Natasha time to change the sheets and keep the window open to air the room. She knows it’s helpful to come back to a fresh room.

Y/N walks out of the bathroom in clean pajamas. She goes to the kitchen, where Natasha is making peanut butter sandwiches for the both of them.

“Hey.” The redhead glances at her with a small smile. “You feel like eating?”

“Not really.” Y/N mumbles while sitting down. “I’m sorry.”

Putting down the knife, Natasha hums. “It’s okay.” Her voice is quiet and defeated. “Uhm, we should talk.”

“That doesn’t sound good.” Y/N lets out a small laugh, but quiets down when she notices the serious expression Natasha has.

Natasha sits down opposite of her, looking down and playing with her fingers. “I really think you should try therapy. These, episodes, have gotten worse and more frequent.”

“Nat..” Y/N sighs and shakes her head. “We’ve already talked about this. I don’t like talking about my problems to other people, therapy will be no use to me.”

“You can’t know that for sure until you’ve tried.”

Letting out a breath of air, Y/N closes her eyes momentarily. “But I do know. Besides, what’s the point?” She lets out a laugh, but there’s no humor in it. “There’s no fixing me. This is who I am and will always be.”

“That’s not true.”

“Yes it is!” Her eyes are wide as she slams her palm to the table. “I’m damaged and broken beyond repair. I can’t be happy.”

Natasha’s eyes start to tear up. There’s no use. She doesn’t want to accept it. “At some point you need to realize, that the healing starts from you. You have to want it.”

“You think I don’t want to heal?” She sounds annoyed, maybe even angry. “Do you seriously think I want to be like this?”

“I don’t-“ Natasha rubs her eyes. “You know what? Yes. I think you’ve grown so accustomed to your own sadness, that you don’t want to leave it. Like the bed. You’re aware it hurts to stay under the blanket for too long, but the heaviness feels comforting and warm.”

Y/N stares at Natasha, completely quiet.

“You’re scared to heal, because it means you have to get out, and I get it, but you aren’t alone in this. I’m here to hold your hand through it all, but you need to be the one to make the first step.”

Biting her cheek, Y/N looks down at her hands. She’s pulling the skin around her nails. “I am alone. Always have been, always will be.” She whispers, turning to look at Natasha. “Everybody leaves eventually.”

“Don’t do that.” She mumbles. “Don’t make me feel shitty for this.”

“You knew what you walked into, you said you could handle it, but finally you realize it’s worse than you thought.”

“I tried to help you, but you wouldn’t let me.”

“It’s not your job to help me!”

“I am your girlfriend!” Natasha stands up. Her hand flies up to brush her hair out of her face. “I want to help you and be there for you, it’s not a job or a burden to me. But I can’t do that if you push me away.”

Tears are burning both of their eyes by now. Their breathing is heavy and the tension is high. Y/N is looking away to hide her tears while Natasha stares at her, sniffling at times.

Taking a deep breath, Natasha wipes away the wetness from her cheeks. “I really wish you’d realize that you can be happy, and you deserve to be happy. However, I don’t think I can do this anymore.” Her gaze is locked on Y/N’s face to see her reaction. “I’ve been down that hole already and I don’t want to fall in again. Because I’m not sure if I could get back up.”

Y/N keeps quiet, but she gives her small nods.

“Could you say something?” Her voice cracks.

“Can you still be in my life?” Y/N turns to look at Natasha, bursting into sobs almost instantly.

Natasha goes to the other side of the table to pull Y/N into her arms. She shushes her quietly and caresses her back. Her emotions are going all over the place too, she isn’t sure if this is the right thing to do, but at some point she has to start protecting her own health too.

“I can.” Natasha mumbles, kissing the top of Y/N’s head. “I just can’t keep repeating this cycle we’ve been doing for years.” Y/N nods, taking deep breaths to calm herself down. Natasha pulls away. She can feel Y/N trying to lean closer. “I won’t go yet if you feel like you’ll be a danger to yourself.”

“I won’t do anything.” Y/N presses her nails against her palms.

“Okay.” Natasha kisses Y/N’s cheek one last time before going to back her bags.

Y/N stays in the kitchen. She can’t watch the love of her life empty her things. Not that it matters. She knows the moment Natasha steps out of the house, the cycle will start from the start. And it’ll keep going and going.

She doesn’t want to stop it.

#marvel #mcu #mcu imagine #marvel imagine #mcu fanfiction #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff imagine #angst #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff x female!reader #natasha romanoff x y/n #black widow #the black widow

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yourbelgianthings · 3 months

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thinking about bojack and diane’s conversation in out to sea (s2 finale) when he asks why she doesn’t go home and she’s like i wish i could, i want to just go crawl in bed with mr peanut butter and he’d say did you know george monorail invented the monorail and i’d say i don’t think that’s true and he’d say well if he didn’t invent it he certainly perfected it and i’d say how was your day and he’d say my day was good, this is a parallel to the view from halfway down when bojack calls diane at the end: well if nothing matters, can i stay on the phone with you at least? okay. how was your day? and she replies my day was good

#message from mirph #parallels #bojack horseman #bojack #diane nguyen #mr peanutbutter

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stargirl092 · 4 months

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Behold, an unasked for, frankly concerning, painfully cringy and probably idiotic rant about Bojack horseman. read if you want lmao

first off, I am not that far into Bojack horseman, I am just now finishing up the second season. and even though I haven’t seen that much I am literally obsessed with it, and have consumed a very embarrassing amount of media about it I PROMISE I KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT I HAVE WATCHED A MILLION VIDEO ESSAYS. I am very passionate about this please bear with me Lmao.

As a mentally Ill person, Most media about mental illness and especially depression misses the mark. Books like “girl in pieces” and “my year of relaxation and rest” seem like they are laced with misery from the start to finish page, and seem like there is no actually depth and everything sits on the surface (I have read both of these books by the way). I believe they very commonly include controversial topics that can be sort of alienating instead of making people feel included, which doesn’t make a ton of sense but I feel it’s very possible to have actual depth without literally actively alienating the people that consume your content.

with BoJack Horseman, I genuinely assumed it was a stupid cartoon about a talking horse. Which it sort of is, but I heard good and bad things about it so I decided to try for myself and I was immediately compelled by how they introduce such serious topics with an on the surface almost stupidity, but also humor and ACTUAL ACCURATE DEPICTIONS OF DEPRESSION. as a person with depression and anxiety, I do not want to see a extremely attractive girl wearing makeup with perfect hair sitting in her bed in her spotless room while a singularly tear falls down her stupid but conventionally attractive face. I mean, not saying that’s not a valid experience of depression but depression/mental illness is messy. It’s disappointing, unbearable, and complicated. For most cases, it can negatively impact things like your character, social life, relationships with people you love, career, or ANYTHING in an awful way. And that doesn’t make you a bad person, but that is realistically The affects mental illness can/will have on you. Once again, not saying that mental illness has to ruin your life for it to be valid but a lot of the Time it can, or almost can.

take BoJack, for example. he is an alcoholic, has strangled a girl, sabotaged Todd’s career, backstabbed herb ETC ETC. So yea, he’s sort of a bad person and that’s a question the show sort of lets you answer for yourself. But he also had an awful childhood and absolutely hates himself. To alot of people, that makes him real because when you have the things that happen to BoJack happen to you, the things he does to people are things that THE CAUSE MAKES SENSE FOR THE AFFECT. despite all of this, BoJack tries to be a better person relentlessly, and fails every time. BoJack is painfully human (which is funny because he’s a horse) and that’s why he is an amazing character and a realistic character. It doesn’t make sense to have a traumatized mentally Ill character that is literally perfect and completely unscathed.

Take Diane, for example. Diane is an example of an amazing complex character. some people don’t like Diane and think she is a hypocrite, WHICH IS LITERALLY BULLSHIT AND I COULD SPEND HOURS TALKING ABOUT WHY ITS BULLSHIT. BoJack and Diane had similar childhoods, where they were both told negative things by their family members/parents but the main difference is that BoJack believed them and Diane did not. Another point is that BoJack and all the other characters make you feel comfortable with being or feeling “broken” but Diane makes you feel uncomfortable about not doing anything about it. Diane does make a sort of recovery, by taking antidepressants, gaining weight, and divorcing Mr. Peanut butter. Diane is complex, realistic and an amazing character. Tbh I think most Diane haters are just misogynistic.

One last example is Todd. Todd is supposed to be the sort of comic relief, stupid character (ex. “Todd pick up your shit”) But he has depth!! He has trauma and issues and he’s asexual, which is pretty cool because I never see asexuals in tv shows. id say a time you get a little glimpse into Todd as a whole is when he tells Bojack; “it’s not the drugs, it’s not the alcohol, it’s not the shitty things that happened to you when you were a kid, you are all the things that are wrong with you. Fuck, Man what else is there to say?” which is an amazing line and a hard truth that Bojack kinda needed to hear. Also may I add the genius use of the word fuck in the entire series, only using it once per season to really put emphasis on something. It is not used casually in the show. The only time it is used in season one is when BoJack tries to apologize to Herb and he says “Now get the fuck out of my house.” Which is a very big deal for BoJack.

Overall, this is way too long and I think it takes actual talent to be able to portray depression so well and have lines like “before I jumped, I should have seen the view from halfway down” (which btw is gonna be my yearbook quote) and also be about talking animals and be animated. Genuinely very impressive.

edit: I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT SARAH LYNN OH MY GOD

#bojack horseman #diane nguyen #You are all the things that are wrong with you #Diane Nguyen is girlboss you guys are just misogynistic

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zmwrites · 2 years

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Tag: About Me Compilation!

So I do this every once and a while... I get together all of the tag games that are about me instead of my writing, and I put them all in one post!

If you’ve tagged me to do one of these games, I tag YOU to pick one of the other ones and complete it!

Under a cut, as it’s going to get long:

Autumn Theme This or That - tagged by @sleepyowlwrites

Rainbow Ask Game - tagged by @letswritestories101

❤ - last Song you listened to: Diane by Cam

🧡 - Ideal Pizza toppings: pepperoni + green pepper

💛 - Dream vacation: mmm perhaps a cruise to antarctica to see the penguins

💚 - Earth, Air, Fire, or Water: i want to be cool and be fire but i’m definitely water

💙 - Cartoon you grew up on: Spongebob + Fairly Odd Parents

💜 - Favourite scent: strawberry fields in late summer

URL songs - tagged by @megarywrites

taking these from my ‘liked songs’ on spotify! otherwise no real meaning, just the ones i’m vibing w rn

z - zombie by the cranberries

m - my love took me down to the river to silence me by little green cars

w - woman (oh mama) by joy williams

r - remember it wrong by brennley brown

i - it’ll be okay by rachel grae

t - tell that devil by jill andrews

e - every time i hear that song by brandi carlile

s - something in the orange by zach bryan

Get to Know Me - tagged by @talesofsorrowandofruin

Relationship status: single

Favourite colour: dark green and/or purple

Three favourite foods: rotini noodles w alfredo and baked chicken, my dad’s stew, cheesecake

Song stuck in my head: i don’t have one rn :(

Last song I listened to: Diane by Cam

Last thing I googled: every time i hear that song brandi carlile lyrics

Time: 4:53pm

Dream trip: Switzerland to hike the alps

Anything I really want right now: i would like my parents to not be sick anymore

Get to Know Me v2 - tagged by @sharraus, @whimsyqueen, @mr-writes, @char-writes

Favourite colour: i also am v fond of gold

Currently reading: Thriving by @spacetimewraithwrites

Last song: Diane by Cam

Last series: Vampire Academy lol I watched the pilot and have PVR’d the other episodes but haven’t watched them yet

Last movie: watched the last fifteen minutes of Pride and Prejudice this morning

Sweet/savory/spicy: sweet

Currently working on: i’m supposed to be editing IW1 or even Remnants but instead i’m working on a bunch of other projects that haven’t really gone anywhere yet

Three Facts - tagged by @scmalarky

I have two dogs named Mia and Hank

I’ve been in a writing slump for most of the year

I joined a ringette team this year after not playing since 2011

Catch Up - tagged by @stuffaboutwriting

songs that I have got stuck in my head recently: i was singing something last night but i can’t remember it!

foods that I have eaten recently: toast w butter, pizza pop, cheese/crackers/kolbassa, hazelnut chocolate bar

things that I have searched for recently: every time i hear that song brandi carlile lyrics, we can never go back joy williams lyrics, pizza pop cooking times microwave, oversized baking sheet

items that I have bought recently: my car repair, a vet appointment for Mia, Hamilton tickets, and two The Ordinary skincare products

sentences I have said recently: “Did she breach containment again?”, “Hank, no. Hank no. Hank - this is why you have no friends!”, “Do NOT DRINK MY--HANK NO!!”, “I know you’re nervous. I know. You need to work on your self-calming techniques.”, “Please stop licking my feet”

Happy Game - tagged by @my-writblr, @echoing-sailor,

List 5 things that make me happy? I can do that!

skating

my dogs

pretty autumn leaves

writing (when I can do it)

watching hockey

Fantasy Theme This or That - tagged by @/fablewritten (who has since deactivated)

spell or curse / abandoned mansion or haunted cemetery / vampire slayer or ghost hunter / phoenix or griffin / wrist bite or neck bite / fairy godmother or evil stepmother / herbs or potion / ghost or wraith / dragon scales or werewolf claws / druid or mage / elf or hobbit / divination or necromancy / wand magic or hand magic / centaur or unicorn / dark fairytale or disney-style fairytale / sword or bow & arrow / siren or water nymph / garlic or silver / talking animal or walking tree / demon trap or crossroads pact / enchanted fairy forest or mermaid lagoon

10 Songs - tagged by @corishadowfang, @ren-c-leyn,

Rules: Put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs that come up.

These will be from my “liked songs” playlist on Spotify.

High Hopes by Kodaline

Better Man by Little Big Town

These Streets by Bastille

Haus of Holbein by SIX the Musical

Till Forever by Joy Williams

Can’t Miss You Anymore by Avery Anna

Stars by Grace Potter & The Nocturnals

Hands on You by Ashley Monroe

Volcano by Damien Rice

Fast Car by Boyce Avenue and Kina Grannis

And that is all! Or at least all I could find in my messy, messy drafts.

#tag games #about me

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caniaskyouabouttoday · 2 years

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A Horse is a Horse, Of Course, Of Course

“I’ll fake it through the day with some help from Johnny Walker Red”-Elliott Smith

Rewatching Netflix’s seminal animated series, Bojack Horseman, I had the music of the late Elliott Smith and the poetry of the late Charles Bukowski (I believe both are name checked in the series) flowing through my head. The show begins as a Hollywoo(d) satire pitched somewhere between Robert Altman’s “The Player” and Doug Ellin’s “Entourage” and ends with the gravity of The Sopranos or Breaking Bad.

Bojack Horseman (Will Arnett) was the star of an artless but charming family sitcom called “Horsin’ Around” in the late 80s up to the late 90s. His “friend” Mr. Peanut Butter (Paul F. Tompkins) anchored a watered down knockoff called “Mr. Peanut Butter’s House.” The series kicks off in 2014 with our heroes in middle age clawing back to the A-List.

The premise makes me wonder why the untimely death of Bob Saget didn’t reignite interest in the show, given that Horseman and Peanut Butter are fairly obvious stand-ins for Bob Saget and his long time friend and collaborator John Stamos.

The premise starts off with a tone akin to Entourage and ends in a tragedy similar to The Sopranos (also wisely name checked in the show, with an appearance by David Chase.) Nearly everyone Bojack has ever loved has died or parted ways on poor terms with him. He faces a life as a pariah, persona non grata in Hollywoo and even serves a prison sentence for his misdeeds.

Bojack is an alcoholic wreck of a horse (or is he more man than a horse?) - cursed with the family disease by his cruel mother Beatrice and detached father, Butterscotch. The generational trauma passed down from the Horseman and Sugarman clans that preceded Bojack is immense. Beatrice and Butterscotch are also intelligent, perceptive, and acerbic. Bojack carries the genealogical gifts they gave him to dizzying heights as an actor and comic. He’s as smart, funny, and talented as he is broken.

Bojack is flanked by his impish, couch crashing pal Todd Chavez, long-suffering manager/agent/house-cat Princess Caroline, and biographer/journalist friend Diane Nguyen. Diane spends much of the series in a fraught marriage to Mr. Peanut Butter. These characters help manage the tone of the show, with Todd often brought in to lighten heavy stories and Diane as a sobering voice of reason to check the behavior of our very un-sober equine hero.

Bojack Horseman does some incredible world building on par with the prime seasons of The Simpsons in its 77 episodes. It would be impossible for me to name check every character or touch on every plot. I can and sort of did tell you how things end but how they would unfold before you watching is incredible.

I finished my rewatch of Bojack Horseman thinking of Bojack’s mother, Beatrice’s grief for her husband Butterscotch “Everything is worse now.” I felt like my time with a friend came to an end; as awful as Bojack is - and he is awful- I saw a lot of myself in him. And I believe his pain helped me manage my own.

Bojack Horseman was shockingly canceled before the end of its intended 8 season Netflix run, wrapping in the twilight of the pre pandemic ‘10s at the dawn of 2020.

The series deftly juggles tones somewhere between a trip to the zoo and a trip to therapy. It is fun and funny and the emotional, painful episodes feel cathartic for their realism in a surreal setting and have a heartfelt sincerity. The apex of the show is “Free Churro” an episode that is almost entirely Bojack eulogizing his mother in an unflinching and bracingly honest way.

The show is not flawless. It has a few episodes I find skippable where it shoehorns in hamfisted politics. It has characters I find insufferable like Yolanda the axolotl and the 30s screwball comedy reporters. But much like Bojack himself you’ll find so much to latch onto and identify with amongst the flaws.

This is one of the best, most important, and most creative animated series of all time - don’t act like you don’t know.

#bojack horseman #bojack netflix #bojack diane #bojack todd #mr peanutbutter #diane nguyen #todd chavez #princess caroline

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tobys-simsverse · 2 years

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An unseen turn of events-

OKAY SO-

I meant to post this earlier, but I got very entranced within my game-

So, Sarah Lynn got pregnant, knocked up by some guy at a nightclub, and now they're dating, but now Sarah Lynn is cheating on him with her director. She already had the baby, and her name is Savannah.

I made all of the Bojack Horseman characters, I really should showcase them at some point on here- Well, I made everyone except Todd, because fuck Todd.

But anyways, I'm surprised Sarah Lynn didn't have a miscarriage, since she was still doing a bunch of drugs while pregnant and all that-

But, onto other characters; Bojack is an egomaniacal alcoholic who's addicted to nicotine, Princess Carolyn is honestly very depressed, but she has a job as a politician and she occasionally hooks up with Bojack, Diane I haven't done much with, Mr Peanut Butter I haven't done much with, but he did make a new friend at the nightclub, and her name is Candy. I'm still trying to get Diane's literacy up so she can actually start writing-

Yeh, that's pretty much what's going on with my Bojack sims. I really should show them on here, that'd be fun. Unfortunately I don't have screenshots for most of this stuff-

#sims 4 #bojack horseman #sarah lynn #simblr #sarah lynn mom??

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dian-the-peanut-can · 6 days

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HELLO? Thank you guys for so many notes on my last post!!

here's a quick lloyd on paint as a thank you lmao

#lloyd garmadon #ninjago lloyd #dragons rising #ninjago dragons rising #green ninja #ninjago fanart #ninjago #lego ninjago #dian the peanut can #dian-the-peanut-can

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sapphire-rays00 · 2 years

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Why Bojack Horseman is Such an Important Show and What it Means to Me

Bojack Horseman is an insanely popular show that tackles difficult topics such as depression, addiction, death, dementia, and learning how to process and deal with trauma. I watched this show as it was releasing in the mid to late 2010s and into early 2020 when I was an impressionable teenager who had yet to fully understand the effect that harmful and traumatic events have on a person. After my recent breakup and my current attempts to understand myself as an adult woman, I thought it would be beneficial to revisit the show after going through therapy and with a better understanding of relationships and adult concepts in general. Bojack Horseman is an absolutely beautiful show that provides striking commentary on the world we live in, what it means to try to be a good person, and the struggle and journey to find oneself.

The early seasons of Bojack Horseman are more light hearted and truly express the concept of a dramedy. The jokes are hilarious, the situations are ridiculous, but everything that happens is real for the characters and that’s what sets it apart from being another Simpsons or Family Guy. Everything the characters have done are referenced by other characters, the plot, and the setting (think the “Hollywoob” sign). At the end of season one Bojack asks Diane if she thinks he’s a good person “deep down” and later in season two, Diane finally answers him indirectly. She asks Bojack if he remembers what he asked her at the end of season one and when Bojack says he does, Diane says “I don’t think there is a “deep down.” I think your actions make up who you are.” This explanation about what it means to be a good person really struck a chord with me and I couldn’t really agree with it more. It’s so easy to talk about how you want to be a good person and that you want to do good things but unless you follow up on that intent, those words are just hollow statements that don’t mean anything.

In my personal life, I’ve struggled to understand the concept of people really being a representation of their actions and I find that I’m always wanting to help or fix people. The issue with this is at the end of it all, people can’t change as a result of other people, other people can influence you but the decisions you make are ultimately your own. If you learn something about society or yourself through someone else, you’ll never actually make the connection between problematic behaviors or events that you didn’t enjoy. The only way for you to realize something is through your own eyes and it isn’t until you want to make the change that change will happen. Bojack finally realizes this in the final episodes of the series and it takes him almost dying and an uncomfortable conversation with Diane to finally move on and embrace his actions as part of himself.

It’s human nature to reject any part of you that isn’t good, but not all people are 100% good. Everyone has their own faults and everyone’s done something they aren’t proud of. What I’ve found, and what Bojack comes to find as well, is that if you want to be a good person, you’ll try to be and one day your positive actions might outweigh the bad things you’ve done. However, until you’re able to look at yourself in the mirror and accept the bad things about yourself as part of yourself, you’ll be forever chasing imaginary happiness.

The concept of figuring out who you are is expressed through Diane and Mr. Peanut Butter. The show begins with the two in a relationship, one where Mr. Peanut Butter is clearly happy but Diane seems to constantly question what her purpose is and never actually seems happy. Truthfully, this relationship felt a lot like the one I had with my most recent ex-boyfriend. At the end of the show, a while after Diane and Mr. Peanut Butter had divorced, Mr. Peanut Butter notes that he’s always known how to be an “us,” or in a relationship, but never learned how to be himself outside of a relationship. As a woman who was last single in 2015 and is now attempting to figure out her adult self, I know exactly what he means.

Since the show aired, I’ve been able to see almost an exact version of myself in Diane, except I’m not Vietnamese or straight. What connected me to Diane is the fact that she’s a writer and endured a relationship she thought was amazing and unproblematic but eventually realizes that she’s not happy. Not because Mr. Peanut Butter is a bad person, it’s evident that he loves and cares for every woman he’s with, but their personalities just don’t connect completely and they express their affection for one another in different ways that just aren’t compatible. What I learned from my own experience and what was cemented by Bojack Horseman for me is the fact that a relationship can’t be based solely on love, you have to take everything into account. As much as it hurts and as badly as we might want to allow ourselves to be comfortable, being comfortable isn’t always fulfilling.

Until I was twenty-two, I didn’t completely understand the phrase “you can’t love someone else if you don’t love yourself.” Bojack is an astounding representation of this fact as he hates himself so the elements of his personality that he hates he sees in other people and makes them feel bad about themselves. By not addressing what you hate about yourself, you internalize those feelings and when someone acts like themselves around you and you witness a portion of you that you hate, you want to tear them down. You don’t really want to tear them down but since you can’t accept yourself for who you are, how can you accept someone with similar traits?

#bojack horseman #commentary #opinion #sianna speaks #nonfiction #my writing #writing #writing blog

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ravenousminds · 8 months

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𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖲

full name: johanna diane banks

nickname: jo, joey, jojo, mojo jojo (only by the right people, the rest better have a death wish)

age/date of birth: 37 / june 6th, 1986

zodiac sign: gemini ☼ scorpio ☾ cancer ↑

gender identity: genderqueer (they/them mostly, but others are welcomed)

place of birth: manhattan, ny

current location: la, california

living situation:

sexual orientation: pansexual

religion: agnostic

occupation: music producer

fears: leaving the world worst than he entered it, hurting people.

hobbies: music, all the way. johanna lives and breathes music, traveling and meeting new people

likes:music, art, partying, road trips, drugs, flirting with girls.

dislikes: being alone, being confined, repetition and routine.

languages spoken: english, conversational french

height: 5'3

instruments played: drums, guitar, piano, bass, violin, harp, french horn, sax, marimba, ukelele, harp, accordion, harmonica, guiro

tattoos: pink lotuses on her right shoulder blade, a set of headphones on her right wrist, equalizer bars on her mid-lower back, a set of rainbow dots on her right forearm, the word angel on her abs with two cherubs on each ribcage, a siren on her right arm, butterflies on her right forearm, flowers on her left forearm, ‘power’ on her right hand, ‘thankful blessed’, musical notes on various fingers, an eye on her left wrist, a flower on her left leg, the word angel on her left shoulder.

piercings: nose, septum and helix, used to have both her eyebrow and her tongue pierced but she got them both off and have heal since.

favorite color: purple, burgundy

favorite food: lobster mac & cheese

allergies: peanuts & oranges

right or left-handed?: left-handed.

parents: richard (deceased) & reneé (storebroker, economist) banks

sibling(s): 6 banks kids in total, jo is the 5th in line. they are all over the world and jo has minimal to no contact with most of them, except for two.

pet(s): none, but sometimes will feed a stray cat that has taken a like on them

ABOUT

tl;dr: an asshole with an okay (who gets too attached to people and feels too much yet keeps quiet about most of it because they were taught that caring = weakness) from a young age heart who comes from a rich family where everyone but their dead father and little sister were assholes so, after years and years of abuse on their hands and other situations that truly shaped them into the giant hot mess they once were, they moved to angelwoods when they got surprisingly accepted to the local college (their dad's alma mater) to try and do something with their directionless and lackluster life, only to fail horribly time and time again. upon graduation, and after losing their father, jo moved to la, free of their family's ties to finally be free to be whoever they wanted to be; to grow and finally find the potential to become someone they could be proud of. opened a record label about a year ago and it's rapid success has surprised everyone, including jo.

loves music and girls, more than anything. hard to read and really get to know (can't really open up to people easily) but once you manage to get under the harsh exterior, they are pretty loyal to those close to their heart and would do anything for the people they love.

FULL BIO SOON

𝖯𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖮𝖭𝖠𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖸

they have a hard time letting people in? they are chill, will joke with you for hours and do their best to make you laugh, but actually connecting with people is hard for her bc trust issues.

lowkey has an alcohol & drugs dependency problem but won’t accept it because it’s the only way they can handle in their life, rlly is trying to get it together and be LESS OF A MESS THAN WHAT THEY USED TO BE IN UNI

is really a hot mess™ with a decent heart who just wants to start over and be themselves for the first time without the baggage they have been carrying since childhood and meet people and have fun, for the most part means well ( unless they don’t like you then lol gl )

also ALSO their sexuality is… complicated? i’d describe it as pan? except she is v picky when it comes to men? like, hasn’t been attracted to men in years but with the right guy it could happen????? when it comes to girls tho???? 100% has a crush on 20 girls at the same time ngl and they are FLIRTY.

#📂 ⤷ 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 : 𝚓𝚘𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊.𝚋 / about #reunion.intro

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bojackhorsemanobviously · 9 months

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you can always start off slow about it, no need to rush. She’s not with Mr. Peanut Butter anymore, so it’s not like he’s stopping you now from being close to her again.

I um.. I think you misunderstood my feelings for diane are more complicated than wanting to swoop in after mr. Peanutbutter .

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statusquoergo · 1 year

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A loud hissing sounds from a ways down the road. Diane opens her eyes just as a bus drives by, one of those big black ones with the padded seats. Sometimes they have television screens that fold out from the ceiling, she remembers that, but everyone has to watch the same thing and the movie is never very good.

Some guy walks out of the general store across the street, and she runs forward as though she might be able to catch the door before it falls shut behind him. She doesn't, of course. She didn't really think she would.

Apart from the young woman behind the counter, there doesn't seem to be anyone around. The shelf by the door is full of baking ingredients, flour and sugar and colored sprinkles and things, and Diane wanders toward the produce section like she does it all the time. What would be something good to take? Celery, maybe, a bunch with a lot of stalks she could eat one at a time. Or maybe carrots would be better, a whole bag of them that would last a while. Yeah, carrots would be better.

Picking up the biggest bag, pressing it to her chest, she zips her windbreaker up to her chin, lowering her head and folding her arms in front of her so the bag doesn’t fall out past her waist. The carrots are a little heavy, and her jacket doesn't fit exactly right.

The floor tiles sure are dirty.

The woman at the register is watching her. She feels it, her eyes on the back of her head. It'll be fine, though. She'll keep her head down and walk out the door fast, and she'll never come back in here, and everything will be fine.

Little buds of broccoli are stuck to her fingers. She shakes her hand and wipes it on her jeans.

The woman at the register is watching her.

“You really suck at this.”

She closes her eyes tight.

Well. Can you really say you're surprised?

“Take Nutella next time,” the woman says, “if you want something you can resell. Or peanut butter, if you need something that's gonna hold you over for a while. And don’t look so cagey.”

She shouldn't be listening to this. This is probably a trap. This woman is trying to set her up. Trying to make her look stupid. Trying to trick her into making a fool of herself.

“You wanna stick a can of beans in your pocket and sneak out the door while I check inventory?”

Diane unzips her windbreaker and puts the carrots back on the shelf.

“Make sure you take one with a pop top.”

Don't you pity me. Don't you tell me I'm not good enough to do it on my own.

Crossing her arms, she ducks her head down and walks past the flour and sugar and colored sprinkles and things, and shoves her shoulder into the front door.

Better luck next time.

#anna tries to be original #it's the same character #her full name has always been diane #i just changed her backstory a little so she doesn't need a nickname anymore #lol i forgot how hard it can be to write a story without any external engagement #it also doesn't help that i'm still hung up on my last fic #i love it so much i think about it literally every day #gotta move on!#that's easier said than done...

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The Best of 2022

I’ll forever love a best-of-the-year list, so off we go.

BEST EXPERIENCES

Waking up at dawn to walk through Central Park during a snowstorm.

Above Photo: Central Park during a snowstorm, January 2022

Visiting part one of the In America exhibit at The Met. And then revisiting it a few months later with updated pieces.

Seeing Debra Messing in the play Birthday Candles on Broadway.

Finally visiting the incredible New York Transit Museum.

Taking Baby Dog to Central Park each season.

Above Photo: Baby Dog in Central Park, February 2022

Above Photo: Baby Dog in Central Park, April 2022

I went blonder than I’ve ever blonded before.

Above Photo: Blonde Liz, March 2022

Seeing American Buffalo with Sam Rockwell at Circle in the Square theatre with Nathan. Just incredible.

Traveling to England, Spain, Scotland, Barbados, Las Vegas and Los Angeles! (Individual posts for those coming soon, I swear!)

Seeing Mr. Saturday Night with Billy Crystal on Broadway. Love that man.

Finding the real Amityville house and seeing it in person.

Above Photo: The house from The Amityville Horror, July 2022

Going to Kim’s Video Store in Manhattan.

Visiting my best friend Harmeet’s lake house in the summer.

Having my first tea service with my friend Marla at the cutest place The Wild Tart - and then visiting the Elora quarry and gorge (where scenes from It were filmed).

Above Photo: Elora Quarry, August 2022

Rediscovering my love for Halloween sitcom episodes.

Continuing to crush Halloween.

Seeing the Thierry Mugler exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum.

Visiting the newly opened Museum of Broadway.

BEST NEW RECIPES

Zucchini Lasagna

Above Photo: Zucchini lasagna

Sour Cream Banana Bread

Above Photo: Sour cream banana bread

Lemon Brown Butter Salmon

Antoni Porowski’s Moroccan-Style Lamb Bolognese

Above Photo: Antoni Porowski’s lamb bolognese

Soft Pumpkin Cookies with Salted Maple Icing

Leftover Turkey Sandwiches with Stuffing Waffles

BEST FOODS I ATE

The wild mushroom soup with truffle oil & mascarpone at Giorgio’s of Gramercy.

Above Photo: Didn’t even mind how burned this bread was THAT’S HOW GOOD THIS SOUP IS, Giorgio’s of Gramercy

The seasonal lemon poppy seed cruller at Daily Provisions.

Above Photo: Lemon poppy seed cruller from Daily Provisions

The mussels from The Independent in Midtown.

The burger at The Sparrow Tavern in Astoria.

The chocolate peanut butter pie at The Angelika.

Above Photo: Chocolate peanut butter pie at The Angelika

The french onion soup dumplings from Mimi Cheng’s.

The steak Diane from Dowling’s at The Carlyle.

Every single pasta at Rezdora.

Above Photo: Truffle Raviolo (the giant raviolo with black truffles), the Grandma Walking Through Forest in Emilia (the green pasta), the Maccheroni al Pettine with duck ragu, Rezdôra NYC, March 2022

The burger au poivre at Raoul’s.

The roasted corn and couscous risotto with parmesan from Glass House Tavern.

Crab cakes from Bar Crudo in Brooklyn.

Every single thing at Bazaar Meat By Jose Andres in Las Vegas.

The absolute best BLT I’ve ever had at Sala in Astoria (served at brunch only).

BEST TV & MOVIES

The Golden Girls: I never watched it growing up but it’s wild what a great show it was.

Malice: Okay, do you know anything about this movie? If not, don’t look it up. Just watch it. I was ON CLOUD NINE watching this one. So many twists, there’s a great Alex Baldwin monologue in it, it’s just a party of a movie. Especially if you love early 90s semi-sexy psychological thrillers, WHICH I DO. Such a great movie.

Trapped: Nathan’s first season premiered and was reviewed in The Globe and Mail!

Top Gun Maverick: I know, who even am I? This is so out of character, but I loved it.

PEN15: Best new show I’ve seen in years. All women born in the mid 80s need to watch it.

The Thomas Crown Affair: Love 90s movies like this.

The Bear: Just a great first season.

The Summer I Turned Pretty: This was just a perfect summer/teen show that I didn’t know that I needed.

Barbarian: Such a perfect movie. Bill Skarsgård can do absolutely no wrong.

The Crown: Depressing to binge watch all at once, but really good overall.

Bob’s Burgers (Christmas episode): I WILL NOT SHUT UP ABOUT IT.

BEST PURCHASES

The lip exfoliator & lip butter from Three Ships.

Every single tee tree product at The Body Shop. (As well as their whole Wild Pine collection.)

The AG Hair Colour Savour Mask that Ulta has apparently stopped selling?!

Gorgeous address labels from Zazzle.

Vicks bath crystals.

Aerie black leggings with pockets.

Holler And Glow foot mask from Target.

Black, tulle slip dress from Free People.

BIGGEST DISAPPOINTMENTS

The sandwiches at Alidoro in the West Village.

Sullivan Street Bakery.

Angelina Bakery in Bryant Park.

Literally all Kylie Skin products.

Any product described as “lip oil” - BUY SOME DAMN LIP BALM FOR THE SAME EFFECT, PEOPLE.

So many recipes from Half Baked Harvest (the ginger sesame noodles with mushrooms and the sesame garlic chili oil noodles, for example). It’s a beautifully curated site but with such lackluster flavours in the recipes.

SLT. I love pilates, but this was just wretched.

The continued celebration of The Kardashians.

Part Two of the In America exhibit at The Met.

Halloween Ends. Just a mess of a movie.

A Christmas Carol (the one-man show on Broadway) was hell on earth.

I stand by all of these opinions!

And here are my favourites from 2021, if you’re interested!

#Best of 2022 #this is liz heather #Liz Heather #the best of 2022 #best of list #best of 2022 list #year end list 2022

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