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bookishtheaterlover7 · 4 months

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Before I disappear for a bit, in order to finish something I've been working on for months and am REALLY passiona about, it's time for one of my favorite things to do... DEBUNK AND EXPOSE AB, and by extension, her relationship with Chris too!!! 🤭

Last chance for you haters of mine to leave before ugly words come out to the surface...

Alright, let's begin!

We all unfortunately saw this photo, right?

Well, without fail, albabaptistastylefiles uploaded and brokendown her outfit, just like pap walk 2.0... let's not forget the time that they somehow knew what exactly was the red dress that she was wearing, based off of two inches of it peaking out...🤔

No surprise that this time, she was able to identify, and credit ALL outfit pieces...

Quick question,how did they know that that is really AB's purse?! You can't even see the actual purse, just the strap. Unless it's a very one-of-a-kind purse (which I doubt) that she and only a select few own, then I'd buy it...

But that purse looks like any other formal purse you could buy at Shein or the mall... 🤭

You may think I've forgotten about her main outfit... I most certainly haven't, and neither has the GP...

Unoriginal, with a dash of Cultural Appropriation... Wow, AB, you've really outdone yourself.

And before any of y'all deny or try to talk your way out... Here's a little bit of receipts for you 😉

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Anyway, I'm done talking about her what she is wearing, and I'm almost done. So, let's go to the photo. Or rather A photo, that was uploaded to Vogue and then was suspiciously deleted... I'mma let y'all read and see for yourself.

Strange... If you were really there, at the after party, and happier than ever, dressed to the nines...

Why would your photo be deleted from something as high profile as Vogue? 🤔 Now, that's something I'd love to know 😉😁

Anyway, that's it from me. Just wanted to let out my thoughts and suspicions on the whole GG photo fiasco. Honestly, anything with them is a fiasco 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Thank you, 👸 and 😎 for the photos! 🫶

Hope this pretty much summarized a ton, and revealed certain things, and I'm not even gonna mention how weird Chris looks in the photos, or how sus it is that his hand on AB's back is blurry, or why AB's neck looks like a giraffe's in the missing Vogue pic... That's something for my fellow Fans of the Fandom to question, analyze and voice. 😉

Talk and see you soon! Hopefully when one of my passion projects gets uploaded 🫶❤️😊🤗

#booky reacts #chris evans #chris evans fandom #alba baptista #alba baptista style files #debunking bullshit #Hate anons are on standby right now #y'all really are itching to spew some hate and get deleted or blocked 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣#anyway hope you enjoyed my rant 🫶#booky's rant post

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kwanisms · 8 months

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I cannot that believe in this, the year of our lord & savior Boo Seungkwan, that I have to be making this post.

STOP. REPOSTING. OUR WORKS.

Most, if not all, of the writers I follow and am friends with DO NOT ALLOW REPOSTING. On my blog, you have to pass three posts that tell you not to repost, translate, or continue my works. It's also posted at the top of every one-shot, chapter, timestamp, and drabble. It's on all of my masterlists. It's on all of my masterposts. It's everywhere except in my description. Do not repost my work. Do not repost my writing. Do not repost my graphics. Do not repost anything on my blog that has that funky little C with the circle around it. ©️ Stop taking my intellectual property and posting it without my permission. I don't care if you credit me. You didn't ask and even if you did, I still don't allow it. That's 70k views, reblogs, and comments I'm missing out on cause you stole something that didn't belong to you. And your cute little note at the end telling the readers to visit my blog and "show them some love uwu" isn't going to encourage them to do so and you know it.

If I have to keep saying this shit, I'm just going to stop posting altogether. I'm sick of this shit happening to me, to my friends, and to everyone else on this site. We work hard on these stories. They don't just fall out of the sky or come out of our asses. Some of these stories have taken literal years for us to write. I just finished a sequel to a piece I wrote four fucking years ago and it's sitting at just over 18k. 18 thousand words. 18,000. Let that sink in. It's not easy to write that much. Hell, it's taken me 4 years to complete the damned thing. Four. Years. Not days. Not weeks. Not months. But YEARS. And it's incredibly disheartening when something that took me a long time is just copied and pasted to another website without my knowledge or permission.

Make your own fucking content and stop taking ours.

And on that note; STOP FUCKING STEALING GIFS, TOO.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. ✌🏻

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wanderer-is-love · 1 month

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Okay wait hear me out WoF community

I have this entire this where sky wings have Gaelic armor [stuff like chainmail, traditional, often formed by welding]

SeaWings have the strawish armor of Pacific Islanders with the occasional embroidery on it for style [due to inability to weld]

mud wings with northern Native American stuff [bones and furs often used as a sense of pride and strength] {{another random hyper fixation that is somewhat related is mud wings love using heron and quail feathers as earrings, along with crocodile skin}}

night wings use more Norse/viking-like armor [with the welded metal plates but furs underneath with the occasional leather.]

rain wings never wore armor because it would heavily give away their camouflage

sand wings used A LOT of chainmail like they did in the Middle East and Egypt to handle with the intense heat [ with the occasional cot or fabric on it]

IceWings were smart probs and got welded materials from the sky wings, decorating them once they arrived [ most pieces of armor were very big and decorative, think of like the armor in Southeast Asia with often had gold patterns and symbols on it with robes.]

If anyone makes art out of these ideas, please tag me in the post!

Thank you for listening to my rant bookies <3

#wof #wings of fire #wof design #wof rant #wings of fire rant #wings of fire style #wof style #wof wings of fire #hear me out #wings of fire headcanons #armor #armor headcannons #armor design

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reluctantscribe · 2 months

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“There was an idea, to bring together a group of of remarkable people to see if they could become something more.”

I know what you’re thinking, from seeing the title of this post, you think I hate the Marvel Cinematic Universe and want to “fix it,” and I can assure you— that no I don’t hate the MCU and I don’t want to fix it. My idea is to utilize the mission statement of Samuel L. Jackson’s Nick Fury, and write about an MCU-Adjacent Earth in which Marvel Studios had all of their characters from the start. What would Phase One have looked like if The Avengers weren’t the only characters around? What if the X-Men and Fantastic Four were pre-established teams or just coming up as The Avengers were? What if Peter Parker got bit by the spider shortly after the Battle of New York?

That’s all this is, a reimagining of the MCU. “Rewriting,” sounds harsh now that I think of it, but I’ll leave it.

Any character already in the MCU, I want you to think of them with the MCU actor in mind, anyone who isn’t? I’ll be fancasting for those roles! In the case of The Fantastic Four though, I’ll be using the newly announced castings for their likenesses!

I already have one story written, would it be weird to post a full comic book script to tumblr? Let me know!!

There are some things I’ll change, like costumes will be more comic booky and less militaristic unless it makes sense for a character like Captain America, but even then, I prefer the classic suit. Basic things like characterization will stay the same unless they were characterized badly in the MCU… I’m speaking specifically about Moon Knight here.

Anyway, again, sorry for the rant! Buckle up, because there will be lots of MCU project posts incoming!!

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yesireadbooks · 10 months

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Writeblr Intro

*Edited I am still bad at introductions haha

Hello! Ayubowan! Konnichiwa!

So, who am I? What does it mean to live? What does 'I' mean? Calm down… Wrong community, ah idk…

The name's Riveen, just Riveen. That is my real name.

Pronouns are he/him and a teen.

MBTI says I am INFJ but it said I was ENFJ too, I am a customisable personality, haha. (Buy one get one free)

Bookie and nerd.

STEM student (the Astrophysics kind), but also into literature and other stuff of the mortals.

Content in my site or here (as in Tumblr)

Side-blog for WIP world @scalmropia

I am crazy and WILL NOT limit my blog for writing. I will post random stuff or repost irrelevant stuff. And I stole post templates from people so credit to them!

I am also open for asks and tags.

If I am not boring enough yet, you can read more below the cut.

I am Sri Lankan and speak Sinhala so I might and will rant 'how good it is'. Like for example, it has 60 letters (18 vowels, 2 sounds, 40 consonants). මේ භාෂාව ඉගෙනගන්න, එතකොට හොඳයි!!!

Also, I am weird. So, if you need to talk about the end of the universe, quantum model, how rubies and sapphires are related, why 'conversation' had a weirder meaning in old English, or what the Montevideo convention is, I am your guy.

Also hit me up if you find a random body or gets possessed by a ghost. But beware of me, I like to day dream a lot.

So, my work…?

I tend to write some dark stuff, mostly horror. But I also write some 'nice' stuff too. Prose and poetry. Much of works are here, but I would also update a list at the end of this.

My current WIPs include The Star Child, a story about a father and his adopted daughter; an unnamed political rom com set in Sri Lanka and a Sherlock Holmes fan fiction.

I love myself a big fictional world and I have some ideas, will update when that becomes a thing

Hopefully I will get published.

What have I put out?

#writeblr intro #writeblr #writing #new writer #new writers on tumblr

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mythicandco · 11 months

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a PINNED POST? for REAL? with an ACTUAL INTRODUCTION? NO FUCKING WAY.

hi! yes!! hello!!! I am in FACT real (I think. I hope. please.) and so is this introduction! my name's Mythic! or Starrie. or Icarus. or Bookie. or... or really anything, you can make one up if you want. I use any pronouns (go wild! if there's some neos you think would fit me, please feel free to use them!!), but my main ones are ce/cer/cerv (again, see my pronouns.page for the full list).

I'm queer, and currently in a state of flux with Everything, being the confused dragon deer moth eldritch computer house thing that I am, so I do not know how romance works! or gender. but I do have a partner! and I love it very much- hi Reggie<3

I am mentally ill in the sense that if you mention anything that even vaguely, unintentionally references one of my hyperfixations I will drop everything I'm doing and start ranting about it for the next three days. in the sense that if I hear you say "do you understand?" I will quote the entirely of The Mandela Catalogue Vol.2 argument from memory or start sobbing incoherently about some sickly white boy named Adam Murray. you have been warned.

DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A BIGOT, PROSHIPPER, OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. I am literally neurodivergent and a minor /ref and will not tolerate that shit, full stop. I don't block people often otherwise, but if I do I probably have a good reason for it- and even if I don't, it's nunya! (business, that is.)

my writing/creative sideblog is @froggyworlds and there's all sorts of weird cool shit over there- AUs, art, rambling, all that good stuff. check it out!

main fandoms that I will be really really excited if you know about: - Amphibia - The Stanley Parable - Generation Loss - The Owl House - Gravity Falls - I Have No Mouth, And I Must Scream - Iron Lung - Wings of Fire - The Glass Scientists - M*A*S*H - Doctor Who - Meraki - Duck & Raven at the End of Time - Planet9 - Poison Family - Laika - Cloud Dragon - Questionland - Dino Pals and many more, probably! I don't remember them all off the top of my head but if you mention it I'll sit up and point and go "OH YEAH THAT ONE!!!!1!"

might update this post with some blinkies or banners or something later, but for now, take this

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hayaosmiyazaki · 4 years

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Don’t get me start on the raimi spider-man trilogy

i mean. theyre iconic. also that post abt how mcu peter is just nerd chic compared to tobey’s peter SJDHFG like i get the urge to shove tobey into a locker... i think everyone loves the raimi trilogy bc of the nostalgia and bc they felt a lot more comic booky & i get that. i do like the mcu spiderman movies a lot even though i have issues w them but it’s just harder for a character to stand on their own when they have to be a part of a ridiculously large cinematic universe lmao so in that sense tobey’s spidey felt more genuine because he was able to grow on his own more. i do think its pointless that ppl constantly compare raimi and mcu spidey though bc like. different times. different situations. there are things that raimi did better and things the mcu did better just bc decent superhero movies arent as new as they were back then anymore so yeah this is kinda incoherent sorry HSJDFG

send me “don’t get me started” + a topic and ill rant about it!

#tysm!!!#ask #long post #marvel

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theviolentabyss · 4 years

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Hot-headed Bugsy makes his mind up. Don't mess with Bugsy or you'll wind up. Wishing you'd left well enough alone.

:: Debut Solo ::

Part One

It maybe a new city, a new country and even a new set of targets, but the job, the goal and the aim was still the same. Regardless of where we were, the objective was to make sure that we were known and we took no crap from anyone. We believed we were above the law. Everyone has a price. Even the police, judges and jurors. They all had a price and they could all be bought to make sure that everything went our way.

Fat Sam’s grandfather had built his empire up in Chicago in the nineteen-forties, just after the second world war. Fat Sam’s father moved the empire to New York in the nineteen-eighties and now, Fat Sam himself has bought the empire to the United Kingdom. A new start. Of sorts.

After the show down with Dandy Dan six years ago, where a truce was called between both Fat Sam’s gang and Dandy Dan’s gang. Things went sour real big in New York after I left. Blousy and I headed off to Hollywood. She was destined for the great stage. Blonde, talented and beautiful. A modern day Marilyn Monroe. Hollywood wasn’t for me though, the straight and narrow life was not for me.

I wanted nothing but the best for Blousy. We just weren’t compatible. We were too different. So after two years, we went from fighting for each other, to fighting with each other. One day soon after I got the call from Fat Sam about moving to England and I didn’t hesitate to take him up on it. I begged Blousy to come but she had made it big in Hollywood, everyone knew her name now. That was the end.

That was four years ago. Four years. I thought of Blousy often. We never called, we never wrote and we never had any communication. I kept up with her ins and outs through social media but other than that, there was nothing between us. There was far too much here for me to concentrate on anyway and I spent more time in trouble than I did anything else these days.

So now, as I sat at the bar in Fat Sam’s Speakeasy club, I was rolling a ten pence piece over and under my fingers skilfully with one hand, while I swirled the brownish-orange liquid in the glass in the other. I needed to see Fat Sam before I headed to the Boxing Gym I owned in Kentish Town. A shipment of AK-47’s were coming into the Dover Docks tomorrow and I have had a tip off that the cops are all over it. So I wanted to re-route the shipment to Southampton, meaning we needed to get our men down there in time to receive the shipment before the cops got wind of it.

It was Sod’s law really that Fat Sam wasn’t here yet and the longer I waited, the more pissed I was getting. I stopped rolling the coin when I heard the door of the club open and I looked up to see Leroy Smith coming through the door. He joined Fat Sam’s gang the year of the truce and has stood by us ever since. Flicking the coin up in to the air and catching it, I shoved it into my leather jacket pocket and raised a finger to the bartender to signal a drink for Leroy as he sat down beside me.

“Hey Boss”

I glanced to him briefly, watching as he leaned up on the bar with a cheery disposition about him.

“What has you in a good mood?”

A knowingly cheeky grin spread across his lips, like he had some big secret to tell but wasn’t going to tell me unless I worked for it.

“Bugs; my man, why do I need a reason?”

I shifted uneasy on the stool. Once Leroy had his drink. I pushed my line of questioning once more, without very much tact.

“Cut the shit, Leroy”

He raised the glass to his lips and took large gulp. His deep throaty chuckle echoed around the nearly empty club. Only members, and visitors of members were allowed in here and it wasn’t even lunch time yet. So the usual suspects wouldn’t be rolling in until darkness fell.

“You’re no fun anymore, Bugsy”

He adjusted his cap on his head, before removing it and running his fingers through his messy hair. Dropping the hat to the counter top, I watched his every movement like a silent assassin ready to strike if need be.

“We got a sponsor for the fight between Trigger and Fingers Saturday night, he wants to meet with you tomorrow”

His grin widened as he spoke to me. Once a month. Every gang called a truce, and beat the shit out of each in the boxing ring. This week one of our own Trigger was fighting Frankie Randall’s guy, Fingers. He was dumb as fuck, but he knew how to fight, so it was going to be an interesting fight. I had been training Trigger myself and he was a force to be reckoned with. He was built like a brick shit house. Was also a few planks short of a decking but he was muscle and I had no doubts he would wipe the floor with Fingers this weekend. Picking up my whiskey glass and taking a sip. I cocked my head in Leroy’s direction.

“Who’s the sponsor?”

I eyed him inquisitively. It wasn’t unusual for a rival or local gang to sponsor the events. It gives them the access to be the only ones who could run bets at the match and monopolise the fight. Though I was strict as fuck and if I believed for one moment anyone was throwing the match I would shut that shit down and the person in charge would be blacklisted, if not dead.

We were all crooks, thieves and gangsters of the worse kind. We were deadly, we carried guns and we didn’t give much of a damn about anything that wasn’t business. But in my boxing club, on my property, you played by the rules and left your dodgy shit at the door because I had no issues putting a bullet in someone’s ass for trying to do over what was mine.

“Rusty Evans”

Leroy finally confessed after mulling everything over on how to tell me and my blood instantly boiled. My hand gripping around the whiskey glass. Rusty had been trying to muscle in on Fat Sam’s territory since we got here. Due to our New York connections, we were known before we even arrived. Reputation was everything and Rusty had made us his main target. The whites of my knuckles were straining around the glass, the tendons twitching with frustration. My lips curled up in a snarl and I kept my gaze forward. Focusing on the rows upon rows of bottled spirits on the back of the bar.

“Three quarters of a mill or he can take his rat ass business else where”

Barking my demand, as I raised the glass and knocked back the final contents of the glass. Slamming it back down on the bar. I saw Leroy jump in the corner of my eye in shock. He remained silent for a long time. Mulling over my terms. My club, my property, my price. People took it or left it. If we didn’t get a sponsor then I became the main bookie, so it wasn’t any loss for me. The stake was third quarters up front, or he could shove his sponsorship up his weak ass. It took all my will power to not stick a bullet in his chest and rip out his heart with my bare hands.

“Sure thing boss. Take it easy.”

He gave me a nod and slipped from his stool, my head cocked in his direction as I watched him replace his cap, tipping the front before leaving the Speakeasy club. Fuck this shit. I wasn’t in a good mood when I came in here, now my mood had gone to complete shit. Rusty was the lowest of the low. He got his men to play dirty and then ran like a coward. I wouldn’t put it past him to have tipped the Feds off on the incoming shipment. Looking across the bar to Louis.

“Another Louis. Thanks”

He gave me a nod and bought the bottle over. Nudging the tumbler closer so he could pour out another shot. Giving him a thankful nod. I picked up the glass and knocked it all back in one. I didn’t have to wait too much longer for Fat Sam to arrive. The door of the club came slamming open, smashing into the wall with such force. As usual he was ranting and raving about something but not making much sense. He was followed by his lackey Knuckles and his on and off girlfriend, and main lounge singer here at the Speakeasy, Tallulah.

“Ah, Bugsy; you here to see me? Course you are, sure, give me five, five and I’m all yours. Yo Louis, make sure my man has got a drink. Five minutes... five”

He was always all over the place. You could never get a word in edge ways and I wasn’t about to attempt to talk to him either until I was sure was going to listen. He disappeared into his office and I turned my head back around. My hand wrapping around the newly filled glass. I could smell the strong scent of Tallulah’s perfume before I saw her or heard her. I think she swam in it on a daily basis and it got right into the sinus’ and left a nasty taste in your mouth. As she now propped herself up against the bar. Her body turned directly at me. I didn’t bother to look at her.

Tallulah was a girl that you didn’t want to get involved with. Face piled with heavy make up, tight cocktail dresses that clung to every curve of her slender figure and purposely enlarged her ample breasts and cleavage to make sure that she got every man in eye line a chance to stare with their tongues hanging out. I was a conquest of Tallulah’s. But I’ve been there. Long before her and Fat Sam started dating and long before she was this high maintenance lush who would sleep with any man with money. That’s why her and Sam were on and off. She was too high maintenance for anyone to keep up with and I refused to be another notch of rich men on her bed post.

I could get my own women, whenever I wanted. I didn’t need to scrap the bottle of the barrel with girls like Tallulah who only saw pound and danger signs, to keep her interested. Her hand finally rose, to trail a red polished finger nail down over my arm slowly, causing me to finally turn my head in her direction.

“Not gonna buy a girl a drink there, handsome, it’s impolite to leave a lady hanging”

I snorted a laugh knocking back the entirety of my glass.

“I see no lady here though Tallulah, just you”

That fake smile she had plastered on her face faded quickly and she scowled at me. I kept my gaze on hers. Unwavering from her intense glare as I locked in her into this show down.

“Hey, Louis, give this girl her usual and put it on Fat Sam’s tab, will you?”

“Sure Bugsy”

Reaching into my pocket and pulling out my wallet, I grabbed out a few notes and dropped them down onto the bar to pay my tab. Leaving a hefty tip as usual. Replacing my wallet into my leather jacket. I slipped from the bar stool, closing the small gap between Tallulah and I. Looking down at her, I raised a hand, to hook my finger under her chin, and tilting her head to look at me.

“Never, Tallulah, never, and you can bet your Gucci heels on that shit too”

Giving her a wink and dropping my hand from her chin, I looked over towards Louis.

“Thanks man, see you later”

He gave me a salute and said no more as he made Tallulah’s drink and I headed towards Fat Sam’s office. It took a long time for Tallulah to shout back. Still stunned she had been shot down before she could even get started.

“You’ll be sorry Bugsy Malone, you will come crawling back to me one day, mark my words”

I chuckled under my breath but didn’t respond. I could hear her heels stomping against the wooden flooring before her screeching scream rang out through the empty club.

#storyline

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vindictiveolympianqueen-arch · 5 years

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Rant about a subscription box below.

{ Alright, ya’ll, I’m just...so frustrated with Julia and the Bookie Box rn.

She put up a video on her youtube “explaining the behind the scenes and business side of small book boxes” (aka her box). And the whole video sounds like a lot of excuses to me. I GET that things happen, and the issues she brings up when the publisher not sending her the books, I understood when that happened and was patient.

HOWEVER. Since then, I have seen NO indication of the delays shipping since then. My cousin ordered a mystery box and she got a shipping notification about it shipping, but only the label has been created and it has not moved since.

The same thing happened to me with a mug.

It has been 9 business days. Now, I completely understand that she’s running a 1 man operation. However, is it not common practice to not create a label and notify your customer about it if you are not going to ship the item out very soon? This was 2 weeks ago. And I’ve had no communication since then. *For transparency’s sake I have not tried to email her due to a) what my cousin said about dealing with her via email and b) the video and other posts I’ve seen from her.

Boxes ship out on the last week of the month, this is stated on her page, and yet neither me nor my cousin have seen or heard anything about ours shipping.

To add to that, she has been posting on her social media about her candle shop on etsy AND a NEW BOOK BOX SHE’S STARTING! (This one will not be subscription based, but that is far from the point!)

She tries to defend herself by saying that it’s just her and vendors fall through and so on. But, that is no justification for continuing to push your other “business” when you can’t even handle this 1 box as a business.

I’m just severely frustrated and disappointed. This was a box that was highly recommended by people and even authors that I respect, this box was a box that I highly recommended to others. Julia was a personality that I enjoyed across multiple platforms. And now, I just....idk. I guess all these things have left a terrible taste in my mouth and idk if I’m just over reacting. But, I really had a lot more faith and trust in Julia and her box and now I’m just disappointed.

#{ the mortal speaks }#bleeehhhh

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lilymaidofgallifrey · 6 years

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I was tagged by @izzytheheartbrekker thanks :)

Nickname(s): I don’t really have one, my name is super short (Anna)

Gender: Female

Sign: Leo

Height: 5′7

Time: 9:56 am

Fav band: Lord Huron

Fav solo artist: Loreena McKennitt

Song stuck in my head: Fool for Love and World Ender by Lord Huron

Last movie I saw: The Man Who Invented Christmas

Last show I watched: Either New Girl on the Alienist

When I created my blog: 2015 I think

What do I post: an eclectic mix of books, writing, rants about law school, and whatever weird memes take my fancy.

Last thing I Googled: how to spell Loreena McKennitt

Do i have any other blogs: no not really

Do I get asks: not usually unsolicited ones

Why did I choose my URL: 2015 Anna was obsessed with Doctor Who (hence the Gallifrey part) I also love Lord Tennyson’s poetry and Arthurian myth (hence the LilyMaid part)

Following: 981

Followed by: 880

Average hours of sleep: between 5-8

Lucky number: 3

Instruments: Flute

What I’m wearing now: blue cowl neck sweater, grey skirt, boots and also a puffer jacket because it’s cold.

Dream job: human rights lawyer, writer, guest corpse on a crime show

Fav food: chicken soup

Nationality: New Zealander (Kiwi)

Last book i read: I’m reading The Scarlet Pimpernel

Top 3 fictional universe I wanna join: Middle Earth, the Pushing Daisies world (because the colors are great and it looks super cheerful despite all the death), I’m going with @izzytheheartbrekker on this one - the Night Circus world.

I’m going to tag (as usual no pressure to do it) - @caffeinatedslothgirl @thatgirlreads @allbookedfortheweekend @the-bookie-monster @thereaderinourstars @shakspaere @logarithmicpanda @booksforthoughts

#tag #Anna answers #questions

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bookishtheaterlover7 · 2 months

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Oh hello! I see that I was proven right once more...

Aren't y'all tired of predictable people, posting predictable things when their narrative is being shattered?

Well, let's unpack everything shall we? Gotta put this warning, riiiiight here

Much better!

Now to the fabulous part of the post that y'all came for!

Isn't it weird that they post two Portugal sightings and pics, just a few minutes apart?

Even better, Chris' teleportation powers are back 😆 he's so fast he was in LA and suddenly at Albitch's side!!!!

I honestly love these photos, because Chris suddenly looks so different from his more recent pics, where he's actually there...

What am I talking about?

Well, that outfit in the first pic is real OLD! So, technically they aren't lying about the pics being taken, and real. Just the time is definitely not at night, nor recently.

For the second pic, it's just hilarious! And I know y'all are sensitive about the whole "photoshopped/edited" thing but it's too easy, that it's so funny 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Here's what I mean...

The shirt Albitch is wearing, is the same one from her February 16 France trip.

And you can repeat outfits, but not with the days this close together... Is she back to being so poor she only has a few outfits for travel?

And also, Albitch's "husband" is a well known ass man.

So, why in the hell is a random guy putting his hand on her ass? A guy who most definitely isn't her husband?!

I'm not even going to mention the fact that she gave herself, Barbie proportions. She doesn't have the curves, so like everything, she has to fake it 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

And when did Chris' necklace turn black, and where did his glasses that, he can't live without go? Did he get lasik between Mass, LA, and Portugal?

Isn't that fun... 😌

Well, I'm tired now. Tired of staring at ANOTHER picture from the same tactic, from people still trying to prove this is legit. So, I'mma go, and enjoy REAL people.

And to prove how predictable they are, watch for the next one, another pap walk with rings in display, and another hand clutching, with a peck in the middle of some random street with the same outfits, that she doesn't have enough originality to make them her own.

Or maybe another blurry photo, with Albitch following them the next day, as if followers mean anything when you're hemorrhaging them every day, and losing money trying to keep up.

Lemme know if I forgot anything else. And like, I said, it's a rant post.

Until the next one!

❤️ Booky

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MyPillow C.E.O.’s Trump Conspiracy Theories Put Company on the Spot For the past four years, most American corporations have tried to avoid the appearance of partisanship while also distancing themselves from the inflammatory rhetoric of former President Donald J. Trump and his supporters, walking a tightrope to keep customers and employees happy. It has been a different story for MyPillow. Mike Lindell, the company’s founder and chief executive, has remained one of Mr. Trump’s most fervent supporters. His sustained peddling of debunked conspiracy theories about election fraud got him barred from Twitter on Monday night. With retailers like Kohl’s and other major companies cutting ties with the privately held manufacturer, Mr. Lindell has managed to make his pillows partisan. “It goes to my money, you know where my money’s going,” Mr. Lindell said in an interview this month with a pro-Trump online channel called Right Side Broadcasting Network, offering a discount code for viewers to use on MyPillow’s website. Mr. Lindell’s baseless claims of election fraud have prompted a backlash against MyPillow in recent weeks, with several retailers deciding to stop carrying its products, an example of just how strongly his personality dominates the public perception of his company. Mr. Lindell, a former crack cocaine and gambling addict, founded the company after the idea for MyPillow came to him in a dream in 2004, according to his memoir. He is now a devout Christian and credits God with aiding his recovery. MyPillow is based in Chaska, Minn., and Mr. Lindell said in an interview this week that it employed nearly 2,500 people. Its products — it carries more than 100 — have been widely distributed in national chains, and Mr. Lindell’s face is prominently featured in infomercials and boxes carrying its patented pillows. Two former MyPillow employees, who spoke on the condition of anonymity because they feared retaliation, said they were asked to display multiple cardboard cutouts of the executive in stores and to play his infomercials. Politics became a bigger part of Mr. Lindell and MyPillow’s identity in the past decade, following the success of its infomercials, which first aired in 2011 and were later a hit on Fox News, according to the memoir and interviews with former employees. The company has said in court filings that it spends an average of $5 million a month on advertising. While Mr. Lindell said he had advertised in The New York Times and on CNN, much of his spending has been with Fox News — 59 percent of the company’s total television spending last year, according to data from MediaRadar — which raised his profile with the former president, an avid viewer of the network. “Politics does not hurt your business,” he said in the interview this week. “I have not alienated anybody except for the bots and the trolls and the hit jobs of the media.” Mr. Lindell said MyPillow’s 2019 revenue exceeded $300 million. MyPillow sells through its website and is carried by retail behemoths like Walmart, Amazon and Costco. The company is tightknit, and its leadership leans conservative, with Mr. Lindell employing many members of his own family and even a sister of former Vice President Mike Pence, according to Aaron Morgan, a procurement planner at MyPillow between September 2019 and last March. “Most companies say don’t talk about politics,” Mr. Morgan said, noting that Mr. Lindell was pleasant. “But a lot of people there talked about politics. People there leaned obviously toward Mike’s beliefs because they were all family. It was not uncommon to see MAGA hats on desks.” Mr. Morgan shared photos of playing cards that Mr. Lindell offered to employees last year, which used a king card to display Mr. Trump as a proxy for Julius Caesar, Hillary Clinton in an orange prison jumpsuit on a queen card, and Speaker Nancy Pelosi and Senator Chuck Schumer as jokers. Mr. Lindell, whose likeness was also in the deck, said that the cards were given to him as a gift and kept in his office and that employees were able to take them if they wished. Business & Economy Updated Jan. 26, 2021, 4:58 p.m. ET Mr. Lindell’s politics entered his company in other ways. On Jan. 6, the day of the riot at the Capitol, MyPillow’s website was accepting a “FightForTrump” discount code that a conservative radio host had promoted on his show. Mr. Lindell, who retweeted the discount code that day, claimed without evidence that Twitter employees gained access to his account and retweeted the post in his name. “We have reviewed the rule violations and consequential enforcement activity and have found no evidence supporting Mr. Lindell’s allegations,” a Twitter representative said. The violence in Washington set in motion a social media campaign against MyPillow and Mr. Lindell, spearheaded by the group Sleeping Giants, which was created in 2016 to stop companies from advertising on Breitbart News. The pressure prompted retailers like Bed Bath & Beyond, Kohl’s, H-E-B, Today’s Shopping Choice in Canada and Wayfair to drop MyPillow products, according to Mr. Lindell, who said without providing evidence that the protest was led by “bots and trolls.” Bed Bath & Beyond and Kohl’s cited the brand’s poor performance for their exits, while Today’s Shopping Choice did not comment beyond confirming the removal. Wayfair declined to comment, and H-E-B did not respond to requests for comment. Zulily said it stopped carrying MyPillow in July. Affirm, the financing start-up, separately confirmed that it severed ties with MyPillow last week. Matt Rivitz, a co-founder of Sleeping Giants, said the claim about bots was “ridiculous.” Throughout the Trump presidency, he said, consumers grew more aware of their collective power, beginning with ads on Breitbart and boycotts of Ivanka Trump products at Nordstrom. This has been the culmination of those efforts. “There were a number of videos that came out with Lindell doing these rants about how the election was stolen and clearly that led to violence,” Mr. Rivitz said. “It was just a natural inclination to ask companies if they supported that because ultimately these companies have greatly benefited from democracy and they likely don’t want to see the country fall into chaos because of these lies.” Mr. Lindell said only one of the companies that had dropped his products cited false information about voting machines, but added, “It’s pretty coincidental when over nine companies do that the same day.” Still, he said he was not concerned about the impact on his business. He added that he did not view his comments to Right Side Broadcasting as “politically skewed” and blamed “cancel culture” for the retailers’ actions, though he anticipated they would return to selling his products. This month, Mr. Lindell was photographed at the White House carrying notes that mentioned the Insurrection Act, by which a president can deploy active military troops into the streets. Until around 2011, MyPillow was run out of a former bus garage in Minnesota, with roughly 40 employees, according to Tonja Waring, who worked there from 2009 to 2012 and appeared in its infomercials. Ms. Waring said Mr. Lindell was fiercely loyal and regularly pushed back against conventional wisdom on issues like maintaining manufacturing in the United States. “He doesn’t care what people think or what they say — he cares about doing the right thing,” she said. She added that Mr. Lindell had grown more comfortable in the spotlight than when she first met him, when he was “barely able to go on TV.” While the infomercials fueled MyPillow’s rise, they have also drawn complaints. In one settlement in 2016, MyPillow paid $995,000 in penalties after a group of district attorneys in California took issue with the company’s claims that its products could soothe insomnia, fibromyalgia and other medical conditions. Last year, Mr. Lindell also faced criticism after pitching an unproven Covid-19 “cure” to Mr. Trump. When customers asked about health claims made in MyPillow commercials, the two former store employees said, they would try to evade the subject without confirming or denying promises made in the ads. One former employee said Mr. Lindell also pushed stores to sell other products that workers were wary to endorse, such as a powder that claimed to stop wounds from bleeding within seconds. In his memoir, Mr. Lindell wrote of “a shady bankruptcy” he declared in 2003 to avoid a lawsuit involving a bar he owned, working with a lender he had met through his bookie’s stepson, who encouraged Mr. Lindell to concoct fake creditors. “It wouldn’t be the first time I’d colored outside the lines of the law,” he wrote of the episode. Even now, as retailers cut ties and he has been kicked off Twitter, Mr. Lindell is defiant, convinced that “real people” do not care about the claims he has been perpetuating. “The people on the left, the Democrats, they’re buying the same amount of product they always buy from me,” he said, “and the people supporting me standing up to cancel culture are buying more.” Source link Orbem News #CEOs #company #conspiracy #MyPillow #put #spot #theories #Trump

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Peaky Blinders: The Real Story the Gangster Drama Has Been Telling

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Warning: contains spoilers for Peaky Blinders season 5 and the creator’s plan for the overall finale.

Two episodes into Peaky Blinders, the Birmingham-set gangster drama that thundered onto screen in 2013 and grew into a global obsession, Tommy Shelby says that he has a broken heart. He’s drunk and melancholy, talking to Grace, the woman he’ll eventually love, marry, and lose to a bullet that was meant for him. When Grace warns Tommy that the sad song she’s about to sing will break his heart, he tells her, “Already broken.”

In 1919, Tommy’s heart isn’t the only thing about him that’s broken. He’s just back from France, where he and his brothers Arthur and John killed for King and Country. They returned physically intact but mentally shaken loose, carrying the brutality of war back to the streets of Small Heath.

With little understanding of psychological trauma in the population, and no state care provided for the men whose minds never really left the battlefield, a generation struggled to reintegrate. Some, like season one’s Johnny Whizzbang, struggled out loud, mentally reliving battles with only their community to look after them. Others, like season five sniper Barney Thompson, were institutionalised and locked up out of sight. Many more kept their pain silent until it erupted out of them in violence.

Tommy Shelby was one. His character was totally rewritten by the trauma of war. Tommy went to France as a young member of the Communist party with a love of nature and horses, and grieving a girl he’d lost to illness. After the war, he emerged as a nihilist, a kind of ghost floating above the real world, not caring whether he lived or died. He took opium to dull the pain and his emotional detachment became a kind of superpower that let him scheme a largely conscience-free and brutal path to power and wealth.

Tommy’s first quest was to escape. He plotted to amass wealth and influence to carry his family out of Birmingham’s slums and into the kind of cushy security he’d seen the officer class enjoy while serving in the army. He’d use criminality to get them out, buy them big houses and places in society. Once settled, they’d go straight. There’d be no more ‘sport’ for anybody named Shelby.

The scheme went well and may even have worked if the Shelby family had lived in America, where money talked, and not England, where the ruling classes were as vicious as a razor gang and never let anyone forget where they came from. No slouch, Tommy looked around him and settled on a new plan: to keep going. To keep amassing money, and power, and favours from people with influence, to get more than anybody else, because… why not? If English society would never welcome a gypsy-born racetrack bookie, he’d ascend higher, taking their white horses out from under them as he went.

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The new plan was working. His emotional detachment had redoubled after the crushing death of his wife (happiness through the aptly named Grace was a potential escape ramp taken away from him either by fate, or a Russian curse, or – what he suspects deep-down – by Tommy himself), and on he ploughed, led by pragmatism, not loyalty or personal conviction. He became a millionaire industrialist and a member of parliament. He started using his brain to win debates and pass legislation. Powerful people began to take notice of him, wanting to use his talent to further their cause. And that’s when everything changed.

In the House, Tommy had caught the eye of Sir Oswald Mosley, a man whose fascist philosophy was so reprehensible that it awakened something inside gypsy-born Tommy Shelby, to whom Afro-Caribbean British solider Jeremiah was a brother-in-arms, and whose best frenemy was Jewish bootlegger Alfie Solomon. This numb schemer with no beliefs or attachments, who acted only to gain power, felt the uncomfortable and unfamiliar tug of morality. Tommy had spent so long doing bad things because, after the war, good and bad were one and the same. Taking the King’s shilling had taught him that ends justified brutal means. Mosley’s poisonous bigotry though, sparked Tommy’s conscience.

Awakening after numbness is always painful, and that pain of waking up is what we watched Tommy go through in season five. For want of a better word, he went mad. He became paranoid, doubted himself, ranted in riddles about black cats and saw visions of his dead wife luring him to the other side. He self-medicated with opium and isolated himself from the people who loved him. In the finale cliffhanger, after his assassination attempt against Mosley had failed and it looked like for once, Tommy Shelby wasn’t going to come out on top, he stood with a gun to his head and screamed. Out of his mind and out of control.

That moment was a climax in Tommy’s rebirth story. The question for season six, after which Peaky Blinders will end as a TV drama (though its creators promise it will continue in other forms), is where he goes from there: up or down?

A prediction: we’ve spent five seasons watching Tommy turn himself into a kind of god. In the sixth and final run, we’ll watch him turn back into a man, with all the agony and joy that comes with it. Because that’s been the true story of Peaky Blinders, beneath the gangster intrigue, rock star style and fiendish plots, this show has been telling a story about the painful return to life of somebody dehumanised by the trauma of war.

‘Tommy’ was a WWI slang name for British soldiers, making this extraordinary character representative of a vast raft of men who returned from fighting in France missing a part of themselves. Their lives weren’t as glamorous or eventful as Tommy Shelby’s, but they shared his trauma and those lucky enough to survive and regain their past selves went through the same arduous journey from numbness to feeling, death to life.

The end won’t be quite as simple, or as uplifting as that. Not unlike his most famous character, creator Steven Knight is always at least one step ahead of everybody else. Knight has a long-announced plan for the drama’s closing scene that would undermine any sense of recovery or closure, and continue the show’s pacifist critique of how working men were treated by war. After all the pain and struggle to reverse the psychological effects of WWI, what do you think we’re going to hear in the closing moments? The sound of the first air raid sirens of World War II. Brutal, perfect and very Peaky Blinders.

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Hello, Fabulous Fans of the Fandom!!! It has definitely been a hot second.

Didn't post anything about their posts, and Pap walks, for the reason that I'm pretty sure they're getting ideas from rant posts like mine... Didn't want them getting more ideas, so no rant post.

But today, I'm making an exception. 😉

Before we begin though, 👸 wants to give y'all a small warning ⚠️

To start, let's look at this photo...

Is that who we think it is?

Is it?

Nah, I'm just kidding. Don't worry if you thought it was Albitch, trust me, you weren't the only one 😆

Thank you, 👸 for handing me these screenshots 😁

"Funny how, Kim Kardashian's nudes made her famous. But when AB did it, to try and get attention, we constantly mock her for it."-👸

Girl! You've got a point 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Now that I have your attention, let's get to my main topic...

WTF has been happening lately?!?!

Well, for one thing, I know we're all tense one way or another about Valentine's Day. Since aside from being the most romantic day of the year, it's also the anniversary of the dreaded VDay photo dump.

And then there's the uterus-obssesed trolls from her side, expecting a baby announcement... Fuck y'all, by the way 🖕 which made me more tense about February 14.

But what happens a few hours before February 14 American time? Chris posts an adorable video about Dodger instead.

Still, that didn't help alleviate the tension. Because Dodger might help a little, but he's been used before, and it most definitely wasn't fun.

But then, it turns out Albitch isn't even in the same country. She flew to France with a bunch of friends. Friends who were seen to be posting to their boyfriends, saying how they missed them.

But why is Albitch's trip so important? Well, let me tell you. She WASN'T in the same country, when Chris just proved he's in Mass, and her friends' posts showed her WITHOUT her ring, in France.

Oddly enough, it was around this time, that photos of ringless-Chris-lookalike surfaced. The photos that were shown and sent to people/blogs that were guaranteed to get it circling the internet before the end of the day.

Seriously, are they slipping? Or was it deliberate?

Anyway, when Valentine's finally came, we were in the clear. Chris' Instagram remained silent, except for that one significant Dodger post.

Things stayed relatively quiet for a while, aside from the France trips making their rounds here and there. But it all came to a head earlier, when Chris posted on his story...

Further confirming how far apart he, and his dear "wife" really are. Who's been seen, eating out in France, still missing her ring...

I mean, really? Do y'all not eat out with finger jewelry? Is that another lame excuse y'all have for her?🙄

And three days ago, this article gets released... And the legitimacy is still up for debate, but the fact that it's here, feels like the perfect storm to me.

Not saying that it's the beginning of the end. But it's something!

Now, honestly, it's a mess in the Fandom. This whole thing is causing a shit storm, like always, and it's not pretty.

But whether or not this means something, we have to keep a level head. This could go either way. Which is why I, personally am taking the win.

Wins are few and far between right now, so, I'm taking it. And I'm also finishing two fics, and enjoying my book. Which is a pretty big deal, considering, I haven't been able to finish a book for most of last year 🥺

Thank you to my fabulous friends for sourcing me, and guiding me to the screenshots that allowed me to make my posts. Y'all truly are the best eyes and ears, a girl can ask for. 🫶

And please let me know, or feel free to add, if I forgot anything, guys😊

Until the next one!

❤️ Booky

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