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sharpesjoy · 2 years

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I can’t believe I’m writing this but I recently reached 3k followers! I’m so incredibly grateful for every single one of you who decided to follow me and support my silly little gifs 🥺 This year has not been easy on my mental health and seeing so many of you supporting something that I do and that makes me happy truly means so much to me and makes me feel loved, so thank you, I love you all (even if I’m not really skilled in making friends)💖

To celebrate this milestone, I wanted to do a little celebration and follow forever post so here it is:

🌻 - a gifset of a movie/tv show/character of your choice. (please be specific with what episode/if you would like certain colours, quotes, etc.)

☀️ - make me choose between two shows/movies/episodes/characters

⏰ - a timestamp roulette of any movie or tv show of your choice

please follow me and reblog this so everyone can join in!!

if you’re not sure which fandom i’m in, i tag everything but in case you’re not sure just send me an ask!

i’ll be tagging the celebration under #emsi3k

please be patient with me!

follow forever: (in no particular order, i’m really sorry if i forget anyone): 💕

@alohamochridhe @lexiihowardd @leojfitz @henricavyll @jemscorner @kathanibridgertons @neve-campbells @nessa007 @nicknellsons @nova-on-standbi @mulderscully @mcbride @mcgregor @hayden-christensen @haydencristensen @mercuryacttwo @danieljradcliffe @whiteraven-s @laurens-german @three-drink-amy @lighbringer @livelovecaliforniadreams @deckerschloe @delphines @badbitchbeauchamp @displaceintime @balfie @dextrmorgn @thomas-ellis @chloedckers @katebeckett @kitvoss @katesbecketts @zoekinsellas @robntunney @robintunney @roseapothecary @itwasmagic @rebeccapearson @ferrisbuellers @usermeggy @userskywalkers @bishmonts @laurenxgerman @hillaryscotts @wheelernancy @elifshafak @spencerolivia @dontfreakout @donnaalyman @max-goodwin @maygrant @jenniferiawrence @juliettes-fairmont @julesfairmont @helcnsharpe @helenas-mangos @elevenriver @yelenafbelova @yellenabelova @sharpeshelen @shivs-roys @seeleybooth @kevsophie @kenobiis @trixiedeckerstar @avasetocallmyown @matt-casey @margaret-rhee @mcxmayfields @margotfairmonts @fionagallaqher @paceyjoeys @lizzybennets @evelyn-wang @enbyjinx @calmfolklore @thesunflowerx @holygraund @stevienick @daenerys-targaryen @hannahswaddingham @elinorsfairmont @ewan-mcgregor @eddiemunsens @michellesmalon @mikewheeler @katherineebishop @924inlegend @scotsmanandsassenach @scullay @naiey @jakeperalta @userjamiefraser @star-kovs @burningblake @benjiwyatt @bellamysgriffin @nelsonnicks @amanitacaplan @ameliaapond @matthew-goodes @theroseapothecary @kim-ruzek @joycebyersz @jonmercer @inejqhafa @ilsafaaust @ianmuyrray @oliviaisrodrigos @tomhollandd @obiwankenobis @federicocesaris @natasharomanovf @jakejperalta @dacre-montgomery @perfectopposite @grant-sattler @gotham-ruaidh @abreathofsnowandwaffles @robinbuckly @nofurtherexplanation @callhimnowmarisamylove @padmaemidala @benwwyatt @beautyofthend

#*mine #emsi3k #thank you thank you thank you #<3

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emmashouldbewriting · 1 year

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You posted earlier about books, I’m currently reading Edith Wharton’s Custom of the Country which is eerily similar to a certain tacky American tart. Some books I’ve read recently that I’ve loved, Deacon King Kong by James McBride, Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid, Lessons in Chemistry by Bonnie Garmus. I like Tana French’s Dublin Murder Squad series. My favorite book though is Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole. I have a book buying addiction but not a lot of time to actually read the books.

That last sentence hit deep

#pls don't look at my kindle hahahaha

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undrcssed · 9 months

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MASTERLIST

A masterlist of muses that I have played throughout the years, that I am always willing to play. I do need to go over some of the FC's and probably make some changes since this list is YEARS old. But I will do that and update it!!

Abigail ‘Abbi’ Abrams FC: Victoria Justice

Addison Smollen FC: Kendall Jenner

Allison ‘Alli’ Ortiz FC: Madison Beer

Amelia ‘Mia’ Abrams FC: Torrey Devitto

Ana Flores FC: Camila Mendes

Angelina Rose FC: Clemence Posey

Apollo Kona FC: Roman Reigns

Augusta ‘Gwen’ Porter FC: Hailey Baldwin

Avery Smollen FC: Kylie Jenner

Bailey Allwood FC: Katherine Langford

Bethany DuPont-Hunter FC: Rachel Bilson / FC: Crystal Reed

Benjamin DuPont FC: Theo James

Blaise Zabini FC: Keith Powers

Bleau St. Claire FC: Val Mercado

Braelyn Carter FC: Alycia Debnam Carey

Caleb Kyriakos FC: Tom Austen

Callie Haverford FC: Gigi Hadid

Cameron Bartell FC: Natalia Dyer

Cathleen ‘Rey’ Murphy FC: Paige / Saraya Jade Bevis

Chasity Dean FC: Troian Bellisario

Clara Spencer FC: Alexis Ren

Connor O’Brien FC: Cody Saintgnue

Cooper Brozene FC: Joel Kinnaman

Cyrus Morgan FC: Scott Speedman

Daphne Greengrass FC: Pia Mia

Darya Smirnov FC: Taylor Hill

Davina Pace FC: Carmella Rose

Dawson St. James FC: Finn Wittrock

Dean Munroe FC: Jake Gyllenhaal

Demi O’Connor FC: Jessica Lowndes

Destiny Savvin FC: Eiza Gonzalez / FC: Salma Hayek

Dev Ambrogino FC: Nathan Parsons

Diya Gupta FC: Naomi Scott

Dorian Porter FC: Justin Hartley

Dylan Boyer FC: Olivia Wilde / FC: Odeya Rush

Eden Hunter FC: Danielle Campbell

Elizabeth Rush FC: Hayley Atwell

Evelyn Perez FC: Bruna Marquezine

Genivive ‘Ginny’ Kennedy FC: Alicia Vikander

Gracie Abernathy FC: Nicola Peltz

Harleen Quinzel FC: Margot Robbie

Hudson O’Connor FC: Charlie Hunnam

Hunter Munroe FC: Kit Harington

Irina Savvin FC: Claire Holt

Isabella Martinez FC: Naya Rivera Christian Serratos

Isobel Garcia FC: Jackie Cruz

Ivy Hartley FC: Maggie Duran

Jack Collins FC: Tom Holland

Jalessa Myers FC: Jade Thirlwall

Jayden Munroe FC: Leigh Anne Pinnock

Jayson Hunter FC: Dominic Sherwood

Jennifer Martinez FC: Diane Guerrero

Joanna ‘Joey’ Martell FC: Marie Avgeropoulos

Judith Grimes FC: Daisy Ridley

Karina Smirnov FC: Irina Shayk / FC: India Eisley

Katherine ‘Katy’ Abernathy FC: Katie Stevens

Katya Ambrogino FC: Ariel Winter

Keith Newman FC: Travis Mills

Kimber Rhodes FC: Karla Souza

Layla Abernathy FC: Emily Kinney / FC: Candice Swanepoel

Leah Douglas FC: Nathalie Emmanuel / FC: Amandla Stenberg

Lee McBride FC: Dan Stevens

Lilliana ‘Lily’ Rey FC: Bella Thorne Luca Hollestelle

Lorelei Ambrose FC: Imogen Poots

Maddox Young FC: Amadeus Sarafini

Madison Nolan FC: Ashley Greene

Makenna Dean FC: Shelley Hennig

Mateo Fiore FC: Theo Rossi

Matheus Silva FC: Chay Suede

Matty Dodson FC: Cody Christian

Maximus ‘Mac’ Porter FC: Austin Butler

Melanie Rhee FC: Lauren Cohan

Mickey Wolfe FC: Troye Sivan

Natalia ‘Talia’ Smallwood FC: Emily Ratajkowski

Nate Ballard FC: Randy Orton

Nikolai Savvin FC: Joseph Morgan

Paige Stabler FC: Madison Davenport

Pansy Parkinson FC: Nona Komatsu

Parker Mercer FC: Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Phoenix Dattolo FC: Avan Jogia

Piper Romero FC: Maia Mitchell / FC: Giza Lagarce

Priyah Jacobs FC: Alysha Nett

Psyche FC: Sophie Turner

Rami Armand FC: Zayn Malik

Reagan Powers FC: Allison Williams

Rhea Lockhart FC: Julianne Hough

Richard Thorne FC: Jon Hamm

Rose Granger-Weasley FC: Madelaine Petsch

Ryan O'Brien FC: Cam Gigandet

Samantha ‘Sammie’ Barker FC: Arden Cho

Sergei Savvin FC: Max Riemelt

Sierra Tsu FC: Dichen Lachman

Stella La’ei Kona FC: Nikki Reed

Sunshine ‘Sunny’ Jacobs FC: Dove Cameron

Sydney Pearson FC: Zendaya

Tanya Dash FC: Khole Kardashian Bree Kish

Teegan O'Brien FC: Lili Reinhart

Titus Kona FC: Jason Momoa

Tobias Graves FC: Travis Fimmel

Trent Lancaster FC: Andrew Lincoln

Valentino De Luca FC: Dominic Cooper

Veda Patil FC: Priyanka Chopra

Wyatt Cahill FC: Ryan Guzman

Xavier Waters FC: Don Benjamin

Zion Waters FC: Ricky Whittle

Zoe DiMarco FC: Bex Taylor-Klaus / FC: Ruby Rose / FC: Ash Stymest

#{ masterlist }

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ddagent · 2 years

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“Revelations”

Robert/Devon + Bernie/Sam | The Final Girls | Family/Angst | FR18 | 2,566 words The worst has happened. Robert’s daughter is the star of her very own third-act horror. (References to genre typical horror) FCs: Clancy Brown (Robert), Jamie Lee Curtis (Evelyn), Debrah Farentino (Devon), Adam Arkin (Martin), Chi McBride (Detective Earl Stone)

Los Angeles, Late May 1993

“Excuse me, I’m Detective Stone with the LAPD. I’d like to talk to you about your daughter.”

Robert MacAvoy looked up from where he had been staring at his clasped hands to face the detective in front of him. He was tall; the charcoal grey pinstripes of his suit stretching over his rotund frame. An unlit cigar rested in his jacket pocket and Robert felt like he was in an old black and white picture; some beautiful dame going to swing into frame any second. But they were in a shitty waiting room, with hard plastic seats digging into thighs, and an overwhelming sense of tragedy clinging to the air.

He glanced over at Evelyn, her new husband of less than a year holding her close. “By all means. How can we help you, Detective?”

“I just have a few questions. When was the last time you saw your daughter today before picking her up outside the Hammond residence?”

“Around six, I guess. She was heading off to prom.” It was the most normal thing Bee had done all year. Got dressed in a gown her mother had helped pick out; all her girlfriends helping with make-up and nails and accessories. Robert had stood, watching, as Evelyn took a multitude of pictures of Bee and her boyfriend, Jason. “They’d rented a limo.”

Detective Stone nodded. “Do you know what time she arrived?”

“I–I don’t, Detective; I’m sorry. Look, what is this about? We know there was an…incident at the school, and later at the after-party.” Beside him, Devon scoffed. Robert threw her a look. “Do you have an idea of how many victims yet, Detective?”

“Seven.”

The noise in Robert’s ears grew louder, punctuated only by the feeling of Devon’s nails pressing into his thigh. That school was fucking cursed. Nineteen years ago, he’d reluctantly gone on the senior class trip with his brother, his next-door neighbour Evelyn, and half the senior class – including Devon Hedley, head cheerleader and all-around queen bee. By the end of their third day, thirteen of their classmates would be dead, including Evelyn and Devon’s boyfriends and Robert’s own brother. He and Evelyn had hoped that their little girl wouldn’t go through the same thing that they did. No murder, no blood, no trauma. No dead bodies of their classmates littering the halls.

Everything they had done to protect Bee had been for nothing.

“We have the seniors arriving at the Hammond residence just after eleven. By this point, three of their classmates were already dead.” Devon’s nails drew blood. Rob lifted her hand and clasped it within his own; his nails, painted black, pressed against her fingertips. “It was close to one am when one of the seniors, Joanna Hayes, made the 911 call. She reported that there were four dead, three injured, and that the killer was unconscious in the living room.”

Across from him, Evelyn let out a sob. Rob fought the instinctive urge to go to her, hold her in his arms and whisper soothing platitudes until she sagged against him. But that hadn’t been his place for years. It was Martin that she turned to, now. Not Rob. Still, at least he could bring this interview to a close. “Listen, Detective, I appreciate you trying to put together a timeline but I don’t understand how we can help.”

Martin piped up from across the waiting room. “We really do want to assist you in your inquiries, Detective, but there is a deep family history that you have to take into consideration. We understand that Bernadette witnessed her classmate committing these foul acts, but anything more you will have to ask her. Not my wife.”

“It’s about what happened before the 911 call. Michael Lynch was knocked unconscious by what Joanna Hayes described as ‘a college guy’.” It was at this point that Robert noticed that Detective Stone’s eyes had grown hard. “We now know that stranger to be Randall James. My question is: why the hell did she stay with him?”

Robert looked across at Evelyn, who simply shrugged. Neither of them had heard the name Randall James before. Bee certainly hadn’t mentioned him. Not that she’d talked to them much in the last year. All the books said the same thing: a parent remarrying after divorce caused behavioural issues. Factor in Last Known Survivor’s first tour and Bee spending the summer with her grandmother, and Rob had come back to the world’s worst teenager. Underage drinking, sleeping with her boyfriend in the house, that incident with Pastor Whitman’s daughter…he didn’t recognise Bee anymore. None of them did. And he certainly didn’t recognise the name Randall James.

But Devon did. “Oh my god.”

“Dev?” But she wasn’t looking at him. “Hedley? What is it?”

“We were out of LA when it happened. I was desperate to get out; it was on the front page of all the papers. You couldn’t move without seeing it. The Canyon Killer.” Devon drew in a shaky breath. “Was Bee—”

She couldn’t even finish that thought. Detective Stone could barely start his. He looked as surprised as them all. “She never told you?”

Before they could plague Stone with questions, Evelyn’s mother crowed across the waiting room. She ignored Stone and immediately gathered Evelyn up into her arms, crying platitudes and shouting about tragedies and more dead teenagers and at least they caught this one. Robert had very little patience for Rose Doyle on a normal day. She had never liked him when they were neighbours – she’d liked him less when he and Evelyn had fallen into bed together and she’d fallen pregnant with Bee. But right now, his patience was wafer-thin. Last summer, Bee had stayed with Rose.

“What happened to Bee last summer, Rose?”

His former mother-in-law, interrupted from reassuring the son-in-law she’d always wanted, twisted her head in his direction. It was then that she took in the frame of Detective Stone. His expression, too, lacked patience. “Missus Doyle, you said you would inform Bernadette’s parents of what happened.”

Robert rose to his feet. “What happened to Bee last summer, Rose?”

“I was her guardian last summer, it was my discretion not to inform them,” Rose offered to Stone, before turning to her daughter. “You’d just got married; you were on your honeymoon. I didn’t want to ruin all that because your daughter went out for a run.”

Robert closed the distance between them. He pulled Rose out of his daughter’s orbit and yanked her under the harsh overhead lighting of the hospital waiting room. “What happened to my child, Rose? And you better give me an answer or so help me God, I will get them one way or another.”

“She got hurt,” Rose finally admitted. “You both had said she was not allowed to go out running with all that…murder business going on, but she didn’t listen. Gets that from her father.” Robert bristled. “She encountered the two brothers who had murdered all those poor girls and got…hurt.”

“Stabbed,” Detective Stone spat. “Your granddaughter was stabbed twice, in the stomach, after they tried to rape her.” He shook his head. “Kid’s lucky to be alive.”

Robert’s world spun. This couldn’t be right. Stone was confused. There was no way that his little girl had been stabbed. No possibility that she had been impaled and left, bleeding – like David, like David, like David – no, Stone was wrong. She had just been a little scraped. Like today: scrapes, bruises. But as much as Robert wanted to believe it was all a lie, he knew it was the truth. His little girl had been hurt and he’d been away. He’d failed her; he’d failed her.

“I told her she needed to keep it to herself. That she wasn’t to tell you, or any of her friends. Evelyn, I meant it with the best of intentions. Look at how you are now. After what happened to all of you, you were a mess. And you’ve done so much to protect Bee over the years, to keep her safe. And what does she do? She completely disregards your instructions and goes running. I told Bee it was her own damn fault what happened to her.”

“You’re a monster.”

Rose’s lips curled in a snarl as she addressed Devon. “Forgive me for not wanting my daughter to throw her life away like you. My daughter is a high school vice-principal. You, Devon Hedley, are a guitarist in a mediocre rock band, obsessed with traumas of the past. There is a reason why your parents moved out of Los Angeles, Ms Hedley. The congressman couldn’t take the shame.”

“Fuck you.”

The waiting room exploded into an uproar. It was Martin who tried to calm the situation. “Devon, I know you’re Robert’s friend, but I think maybe you should leave. It should just be family.”

Robert made to intervene, but Devon pressed a hand firm against his chest, pushing him backwards. She’d never needed him to fight her battles. He knew better than to start now. “I’m not leaving this hospital until I know Bee is okay. I’m not leaving her to be yelled at for getting stabbed.”

“You’re not family, Devon, okay? No matter what you might think, she’s not your daughter.”

Devon scoffed. “No, she’s not. If Bee was mine, I never would have left her to get stabbed in the first place.”

It was then that Devon took off, her boots stomping against the linoleum floor. After a beat, Evelyn turned harshly towards Robert, eyes rimmed red with unshed grief and guilt. “I have no idea why you ever got yourself involved with Devon ‘Gives Great Head’ Hedley, Rob, but I think it’s for the best that she stays away from our family right now.”

“Funny. I was about to say the same thing about your mother.” He ran a hand through his dark blonde curls, his chest tight with his own guilt. “I need some air, Evie. I’ll be back.”

Leaving Evelyn and her family behind, Robert went in search of his own. He found Devon outside, dragging on a cigarette. Her dark hair fell over a threadbare t-shirt; her ratty jeans proudly displaying a rip over both knees. Devon Hedley was the sexiest bass player in the industry but right now she was eighteen years old, on her senior class trip, hand pressed against her shoulder and hearing the thunk of the axe as it connected against bone. Robert didn’t say anything. Just pulled off his jacket and eased it around her shoulders. Her fingers offered him the cigarette and he took it. As they watched an ambulance pull into the unloading bay, Devon’s head fell upon his shoulder.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. You’re right. I never should have left her.”

“The only people who have anything to feel guilt over, Rob, are the two men that stabbed our girl – and your ex-mother-in-law, who is so much more of a piece of work than I remember.” Devon took back the cigarette, took a long, deep puff, before stamping it out with the toe of her boot. She then pulled in close, cupping his face in her hands. Her thumb ran along the blonde stubble covering his jaw. “You are not to blame for this, Rob. Neither is Bee.”

He nodded, leaning down to rest his forehead against Devon’s. “What the hell do we do now, Hedley? What the hell do we even say?”

“I don’t know. I honestly don’t know. What she’s been through…how do you come back from that?”

“You did.”

Devon snorted. “I’m a thirty-seven-year-old bass player. I dropped out of law school. Didn’t take the bar. I’m not married. No children. I’m not exactly the best role model.” She pulled away, drawing Robert’s jacket closer around her shoulders. “Maybe it is best I step back. She’s not my daughter. She’s not even my goddaughter. I’m not your—I’m not your wife, Rob. I’m just your friend.”

“Best friend.” He reeled her back in, leaving a kiss atop her forehead. “After the divorce, you were the only thing that kept me sane, Hedley. The only thing that made me feel normal after everything that happened. Losing David, witnessing so much death. Never finding the son of a bitch who did it. I can’t do this without you.”

Devon didn’t reply; just pressed herself closer to Robert’s frame. He carded his fingers through her hair, finding solace at holding her close and whispering soothing stories from how she had supported him all these years and would continue through this next crisis. It was then that Robert was struck with a realisation. Bee didn’t have anyone. Jason, her boyfriend, was dead. Her best friend, Wendy, had never made it to the Hammond residence. Everyone else would be reeling from this tragedy, this loss. No one would be there to help Bee pick up the pieces from the previous summer.

“—and then I spotted him at the subway station so I pushed him down the stairs. I didn’t show any remorse when the police talked to me, so that’s why my Aunt Mei brought us out here. Fresh start; away from bad influences.”

Voices carried over the empty unloading bay; two teenage girls sitting on a brick wall passing a soda can back and forth. The girl talking was wearing a t-shirt with the glove of Freddy Krueger. Robert’s daughter was in her torn prom dress, laughing with a split lip as she took a sip of coke.

“I can’t believe you did that.”

The girl, who Rob vaguely thought to be one of Mei Wen’s nieces from across the street, jostled Bee’s shoulder. “What? He murdered my parents; the least I could do is shove him down a flight of cement stairs. What about you, Laurie Strode? Stabbing that guy with his own knife? Fucking incredible; final girl of the year – five stars.”

“You’re such a weirdo.”

“And you need to embrace it, Bernie. You’re a final girl, just like me. Prepare for Canyon Killer Part III, though; they always come back for more sequels.” The girl, Samantha, drained the soda can. “But you’ll have me next time, too, so it won’t be as bad. Because we’re friends now.” She paused for breath. “Right?”

Bee grinned – the first time Rob had seen his daughter smile in a year – and rested her head on the girl’s shoulder. “Right.”

“Don’t look now but the Kurgan from Highlander is staring at us.”

“You’ve seen Highlander but you haven’t seen Aliens? Terminator 2: Judgement Day?” Staring across the unloading bay, Bee offered a wave. “And that’s my Dad.”

Leaving another kiss to Devon’s temple, the pair picked their way across to where Bee and Samantha sat. Devon offered his jacket to Bee; his daughter’s new friend rabbited on about final girls and legacies and senior trips and Robert tuned it all out. In a single look, Bee realised he knew. She sat and waited for judgement. Judgement that would never come. Robert offered his daughter his hand and pulled her into a crushing embrace. Any tears that fell were Robert’s own. There was an illusion of safety in his arms; nothing could hurt her while she was with him.

But that had never been true. And this moment, he realised, would not last forever.

#original fic: the final girls #ch: robert macavoy #ch: bernie doyle

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cassercole · 7 years

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1943 vs. 2011:

Noshiko stopped herself from taking another step; she noticed the young girl that Kira had just invited into their home. The young girl looked exactly like someone Noshiko had known while in the internment camp -- she was one of the nurses who had been instrumental in helping with what happened to Rhys.

Even though Noshiko knew there was no way she survived after what she did to seal Rhys’ fate, she couldn’t stop her name from forming on her lips.

“Evel--”

“Mom, this is Sophia.” Kira spoke over her mom, neither one of the girls realizing Noshiko had spoken. Kira gestured to the teenager next to her who turned to look at Noshiko with a warm smile.

“Hi!” Sophia warmly said, stepping forward and sticking a hand out, “Nice to meet you.”

Noshiko forced a smile on her face, hoping it was enough to hide the pain behind her eyes as she stepped up to meet Sophia. Her gut was right -- there was no way Evelyn had survived that night, but Noshiko still wondered how the teenager looked like a mirror image of her.

#**#uc #sophia mcbride #evelyn o'neill #fyeahteenwolfocs #allaboutocs #kira yukimura #noshiko yukimura #sophira #eveliko

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aricazorel · 2 years

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A snippet from my current Dragon Age project featuring Cullen Rutherford and Anyssa McBride (my OC). A Templar Knight-Captain Cullen once knew has reappeared in his life with unexpected ramifications. Adelaide Gower is a Templar through and through and sees little reason to change. As Gower realizes that the Cullen she once knew is almost a completely different person does, her constant reminders of the past do nothing to help the Commander figure out his complex feelings for the Inquisition’s lead historian. That is where Evelyn Trevelyan comes in. Seeing her friends prospective relationship in peril, the Inquisitor offers some advice.

~ ~ ~

He felt the woman stare at him as he confessed his past with Gower, something he had only done in a limited fashion with Anyssa. Taking a deep breath, he continued, “Before the tower was taken over by blood mages and demons, she was reassigned to a unit that was tasked with tracking down the most dangerous apostates. After I was transferred to Kirkwall, she was used by Meredith several times because of her units specialty. We reconnected and I—We started a mutually beneficial relationship—no strings attached, no expectations. But that ended a year before Meredith died. She left Kirkwall and me behind when she realized I began to doubt the Order and my Knight-Commander. After I became Knight-Commander, she left for good. A difference in ideology concerning the future of the Templars and the direction I took the Order in Kirkwall.”

Trevelyan was quiet. Too quiet. Had he said too much? Did she think so little of him now because of his past with Gower? Did she think he should have told Anyssa instead? But how could he? It wasn’t something he was proud of now. It was—

“Do you still care about Gower? Have you acted on the arrangement you once had with her?” Evelyn asked with an edge in her voice.

The Commander turned to face her fully. “No. Those feelings died a long time ago. I don’t—She has hinted at beginning our arrangement again. I have told her no each time…I don’t want that any longer. I want more. I want to be able to love someone. To—to have someone be able to love me…But I wonder if I am worth loving…”

“Oh, Cullen, don’t you see?” the Inquisitor said softly as she came to stand before him. “Someone already does love you and I think you love her. That is more than many people ever have. Don’t let your doubts or someone else’s refusal to see beyond what they know convince you otherwise.”

Cullen swallowed thickly. “I want to help Adelaide see that things can be different but I don’t want to loose Nyssa. I—”

“Then don’t,” Evelyn said firmly. “Quit thinking you can’t be with her before you even are. You both need to get your heads out of your asses and just kiss.”

“Inquisitor!”

“You’ve almost done it twice or that’s what people say,” Trevelyan replied with a shrug. “The battlements seem to be a nice place to almost kiss each other.”

“Maker’s breath!” Cullen muttered as he felt his cheeks burn.

“Fine. Try this. There’s a party tonight for a Fereldan Bann. Find Anyssa and say nice things to her. Show her that she is the sole focus of the Inquisition’s General. Let her know that she matters to you. Show her. Don’t just tell her.”

“I can try.”

“You could try or you could just do it.”

“I don’t have experience with such things.”

“It’s Anyssa. She’s used to your awkwardness. I’m sure she finds it endearing.”

Cullen sighed. He knew talking to the Inquisitor might be hard but he had not counted on teasing. Yet she was friends with Anyssa who did possess a dry sense of humor. Finally he allowed himself a grin as his mind began making plans to spend the party with Nyssa. Hopefully it would go better than his last attempt. Hopefully…

#snippet #dragon age #cullen rutherford #anyssa mcbride #cullen rutherford x fem oc

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thejusticewarrior · 3 years

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The Book Club - Fiction

The Fiction Book Club TBR list:

A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara

A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini

All The Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr

Anna And The French Kill by Stephanie Perkins

Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy

Brave New World by Aldous Huxley

Crime And Punishment by Fyodor Dosteovsky

Deacon King Kong by James McBride

Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert

Everything Inside by Edwidge Danticat

Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk

Flowers In The Attic by VC Andrews

Girl, Woman, Other by Bernardine Evanisto

It Ends With Us by Colleen Hoover

Last Night At The Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Luster by Raven Leilani

Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro

Nightwood by Djuna Barnes

Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell

One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich by Alexander Solzhenitsyn

Queenie by Cnadice Carty-Williams

Red, White And Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston

Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts

The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak

The Driver's Seat by Muriel Spark

The First Phone Call From Heaven by Mitch Albom

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas

The Hating Game by Sally Thorne

The Iliad by Homer

The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tann

The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

The Next Person You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom

The Odyssey by Homer

The Overstory by Richard Powers

The Picture Of Dorian Grey by Oscar Wilde

The Red Tent by Anita Diamant

The Seven Husbands Of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

The Three Musketeers by Alexandra Dumas

The Vanishing Half by Brit Bennett

They Both Die At The End by Adam Silvera

Today Tonight Tomorrow by Rachel Lynn Solomon

Tuesdays With Morrie by Mitch Albom

We Are Okay by Nina LaCour

Where Are You Coming, Where Have You Been? by Joyce Carol Oates

Must I Go by Yiyun Li

Everyone Dies Famous In A Small Town by Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock

Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng

Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier

The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

War And Peace by Leo Tolstoy

Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse

A Tale Of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

The Unhoneymooners by Christina Lauren

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

#reading #reading list #tbrbooks #my tbr #fiction #classic books

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Forgotten Model Evelyn McBride on the cover of Coronet magazine. around 1945.

#1940fashionmodel #NewYorkModel #Vintagemodels #1940culture

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keoni-chan · 2 years

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And that concludes this round for the McBrides.

Josephine’s home business reached rank 2, and Randy was promoted to Bagman.

Next up: Evelyn Burkett

#the sims 2 #sims 2 #sims 2 bacc #bacc:angler's bay #family:burkettII #family:mcbride

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alexsfictionaddiction · 3 years

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‘She overcame everything that was meant to destroy her.’

Women are truly incredible creatures. We have spent centuries being overlooked, downtrodden and dismissed. In some respects, we have come a long way in terms of gender equality but there are still many recent occurrences which remind us of how far we have to go.

So many female illnesses take years to diagnose or aren’t taken seriously enough when they are. Women are still having to justify why they chose not to have children. We’re still working with a pay gap. Some women aren’t considered to be women because of the body parts they were born with or without. There are still places in the world where women simply don’t and never will have the opportunities to live life on their own terms. Despite all this, we’re still out in the world making and doing amazing things and looking beautiful while doing them.

This recommendation list is really a collection of books that celebrate women, their courage, their friendships and their choices. It’s pretty varied in terms of genre and style, so I’m pretty sure you’ll find at least one book here that piques your interest. Keep being your fierce, unstoppable self and honour your girls today. -Love, Alex x

1. Dangerous Women by Hope Adams.

In 1841, 180 English women are on board The Rajah, a ship bound for Australia. All of them are criminals, most of them convicted of petty crimes but one of them has a deadly dark secret. Then someone is killed and the hunt for the culprit is on. But it’s hard to protest your innocence when you’ve already been found guilty. This addictive mystery is so well-researched and is based on the true stories of real female criminals aboard The Rajah. There is an overwhelming, stifling darkness, haunting the whole novel that is so atmospheric and reflective of conditions on board. It’s a story of sisterhood, female friendship and the existence of the Rajah Quilt is an example of the incredible feats that women can overcome if they work together.

2. Moxie by Jennifer Mathieu.

Viv is tired of following the rules at her high school and is determined to shake things up. Channelling her mum’s former punk persona, Viv creates and secretly distributes a feminist zine to her classmates, who start to take action. Cliques are abandoned as new friendships are formed and a revolution kicks off. The real sweetness about this gutsy, fierce YA novel is the fact that talking about the daily trials and tribulations that girls go through brings them together rather than divides them. There are some fantastic characters and the inclusion of male allies is everything.

3. Queenie by Candice Carty-Williams.

After a disastrous break up, British-Jamaican millennial Queenie embarks on a journey, riddled with bad choices, to discover what she really wants from life. Straddling two cultures, a job where she is perpetually underappreciated and an underlying mental health condition, Queenie is a relatable depiction of what it means to be a young, Black woman in 21st century London. Funny, honest and deeply moving, Queenie is an essential enlightening read with a wonderfully flawed, real woman at its heart.

4. Hag: Forgotten Folktales Retold.

Inspired by British urban myths, this collection of spooky, fantastical stories by various female authors celebrates women in all of their guises. These stories are written by the likes of Daisy Johnson, Kirsty Logan, Irenosen Okojie, Eimear McBride and more. Some of the stories are very dark. Some of them offer powerful insights into other cultures. Some of them explore inherently female issues such as the repression of desire and motherhood. Overriding the whole collection is the wonder and power of women defying the odds and achieving their dreams. A fantastically unique read, ideal for International Women’s Day.

5. My Grandmother Asked Me To Tell You She’s Sorry by Fredrik Backman.

When Elsa’s grandmother dies, she discovers a series of letters apologising to the various people she has wronged. Elsa’s mission to deliver these letters leads to some strange places and a journey that leads to getting to know her grandmother in a way she never did, when she was alive. The relationship between seven-year-old Elsa and her grandmother is so beautiful and I’m sure I’ll never read another grandmother-granddaughter relationship like it. Granny is a truly formidable character and a woman who has left behind a very full, colourful life. Backman is a master at writing quirky, uplifting stories of community and this charming novel is no different.

6. Kim Jiyoung, Born 1982 by Cho Nam-Joo.

Kim Jiyoung has recently given up work to raise her baby daughter but before long, she begins displaying strange symptoms, such as impersonating the voices of other women. As her psychosis deepens, Jiyoung’s entire life is spilled to her male psychiatrist and it’s a life of restriction, abuse and control. This incredibly evocative book is a harrowing illustration of the misogyny ingrained deep in Korean culture and the devastating effects it can have on the women who live within it. A woman on the brink of insanity speaks for them all in this heavily symbolic, heartbreaking read.

7. The Shelf by Helly Acton.

Amy is pretty sure that Jamie is about to propose, so she is more than shocked to find herself on The Shelf, a reality TV show for single women. Over the next few weeks, she and five other women must take on challenges to improve themselves and be crowned ‘The Keeper’. The Shelf is a joyful celebration of singledom and female friendship. Funny and heartwarming, it inspires its readers to never settle for second best and discover life and yourself, completely on your own terms.

8. Invisible Women by Caroline Criado-Perez.

The world is made for men. Cars, phones, the medical industry, workplace laws and more areas of modern society largely ignore women. This fantastically informative manual exposes all the data biases that have been hidden from us. Caroline Criado-Perez has collated stories and case studies from across the globe that show how women’s lives and health are affected by our male-minded world and calls for drastic change.

9. A Kind of Spark by Elle McNicoll.

Addie has autism but she is so much more than that. When she learns of her hometown’s involvement in witch trials, she launches a campaign to erect a memorial for the women who died during them. This gorgeous, uplifting, funny middle-grade book offers a unique insight into a neurodivergent mind and simultaneously honours innocent, murdered women. You’ll get all the feels!

10. Olive by Emma Gannon.

Olive’s choice to not be a mother has ended her nine year relationship and her three best friends are all at various stages of motherhood. So, where will Olive fit into their lives now? This wonderfully sensitive and thoughtful novel is a wonderful celebration of women who are child-free by choice as well as giving voice to those who have struggled to become mothers. It will speak to any woman who has ever been asked when they’re going to take the leap into that ‘inevitable’ stage of a female life -motherhood.

11. The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid.

Evelyn Hugo is a retired Hollywood icon who has personally chosen struggling, unknown reporter Monique to dictate her biography to. No one knows why, not even Monique herself. Over a series of intimate meetings, Evelyn tells Monique her story; from her rise to fame in the 1950s LA to her retirement 30 years later and the myriad of romances throughout that time. In time, it becomes clear that Evelyn’s and Monique’s lives intertwine in a heartbreaking fashion. Soaring, epic and completely unforgettable, Evelyn Hugo is the story of a woman who was consistently objectified, moulded and suppressed. Ultimately, it is a story of a great forbidden love and the hell that fame can bring, especially for women.

12. The Year of the Witching by Alexis Henderson.

Imannuelle’s mixed heritage is sacrilege in the tiny, puritanical community in which she lives. So she does her best to obey the rules and worship the Father. However, she finds herself in the haunted Darkwood where the spirits of murdered witches roam but they have a gift for Immanuelle -her dead mother’s journal, which leads to her discovering the dark truths behind the community she was born into. This atmospheric, brooding fantasy-horror novel champions the overthrowing of control, the discovery of one’s own inner power and capabilities as well as demonstrating how women have been villified by the patriarchy for centuries, simply for leading the lives that they want to lead. An addictive, Gothic witchy treat!

#international women's day #book recommendations #recommendations #books #bookworm

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loveisbraveandwild · 3 years

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2021 reads

tomorrow will be different, sarah mcbride (1/3)

this is how it always is, laurie frankel (1/7)

i’m still here: black dignity in a world made for whiteness, austin channing brown (1/8)

the proposal, jasmine guillory (1/10)

the lying game, ruth ware (1/12)

the light we lost, jill santopolo (1/15)

the wedding date, jasmine guillory (1/15)*

something in the water, catherine steadman (1/16)

harry potter and the goblet of fire, j.k. rowling (1/18)

little women, louisa may alcott (1/20)

rebecca, daphne du maurier (1/23)

bridgerton: the duke and i, julia quinn (1/29)

the girl with the louding voice, abi daré (2/8

harry potter and the order of phoenix, jk rowling (2/16)

a stranger in the house, shari lapena (2/17)

pretty girls, karin slaughter (2/19)

harry potter and half-blood prince, jk rowling (2/23)

the other woman, sandie jones (2/24)

born a crime, trevor noah (2/24)*

harry potter and the deathly hallows, jk rowling (2/28)

the alice network kate quinn (3/5)

whisper network, chandler baker (3/5)

if i did it: confessions of the killer, oj simpson (3/7)

the last guest house, megan miranda (3/7)

the scent keeper, erica bauermeister (3/8)

you think it, i’ll say it, curtis sittenfeld (3/10)

one day in december, josie silver (3/18)

forward, abby wambach (3/18)

a thousand mornings, mary oliver (3/20)

the seven husbands of evelyn hugo, taylor jenkins reid (3/23)

sweetbitter, stephanie danler (3/26)

the good daughter, karin slaughter (3/27)

humans of new york: stories, brandon stanton (4/3)

pym, mat johnson (4/3)

in the dark, dark wood, ruth ware (4/5)

still lives, maria hummel (4/10)

the haunting of hill house, shirley jackson (4/11)

the rules of magic, alice hoffman (4/12)

watching you, lisa jewell (4/17)

the last mrs. parrish, liv constantine (4/20)

#2021 reads

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happy new years!! thank you so much for taking your time with this blog, i really appreciate how you always take time to answer questions in a thoughful way. i wanted to ask what were your favourite books you've read in 2020?

Happy New Year to you too! And thank you so much for hanging around here even in 2021 lol

I’ve re-read a lot of books in 2020 but here are my new faves (in no particular order): Deacon King Kong by James McBride, The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle by Stuart Turton, Piranesi by Suzanne Clarke, A Children’s Bible by Lydia Millet, Where the Wild Ladies Are by Aoko Matsuda, Rodham by Curtis Sittenfeld

#ask #answer #book #literature

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I know you really want taylor to share her favorite books with us but maybe would you share your favorite reads from this year as well? i am always curious

ohhhh yes of course! i read so many great books this year but i think my favorites would have to be:

the seven husbands of evelyn hugo by taylor jenkins reid

the henna artist by alka joshi

pachinko by min jin lee

migrating to prison: america’s obsession with locking up immigrants by césar cuauhtémoc and garcía hernández

hum if you don’t know the words by bianca marais

the vanishing half by brit bennett

exciting times by naoise dolan

untamed by glennon doyle

the miseducation of cameron post by emily m danforth

tomorrow will be different: love loss and the fight for trans rights by sarah mcbride

maybe you should talk to someone by lori gottlieb

the nightingale by kristen hannah

the moment of lift by melinda gates

#sorry it's a bit long haha i couldn't choose

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I Went to “Rock ‘n’ Roll High”

This story, now expunged from the web, originally appeared on Night Flight in 2015. ********* “Pay five bucks and be in a movie starring the Ramones? Hell, yeah!” And so it was, 37 years ago this month, that I made my first appearance before the cameras, as an extra in the concert sequence in Allan Arkush’s Rock ‘n’ Roll High School.

At that point, I was laboring as the staff writer and publicist for Landmark Theatre Corporation, then a chain of repertory movie houses that included the Nuart, the Sherman, and the Rialto in the L.A. area. (Today it’s an art house chain owned by billionaire Mark Cuban.) In October of that year, I’d become the “rock critic” for the Los Angeles Reader, a new alternative weekly. I’d been a die-hard Ramones fan since the release of their first album in 1976; in fact, I had lost my job at the free-form Madison, Wisconsin, radio station I had worked for after playing their first album in its entirety on the air in the middle of the afternoon. I still hadn’t seen the band live, so I was understandably excited when a tantalizing flyer fell into my hands. It read, “BE IN A MOVIE! AND ATTEND AN EXCLUSIVE RAMONES CONCERT!” I jumped at the chance, called the phone number on the flyer, and reserved two $5 dollar tickets to attend an evening shoot at the Roxy on the Sunset Strip. Why were the filmmakers charging a fin to make the scene? Well, first of all, they knew they could get away with it: The Ramones were punk pathfinders who commanded a large fan base in L.A. More importantly, the money would help defray the cost of a picture that was being filmed on a budget that could charitably be called infinitesimal. Rock ‘n’ Roll High School was the second solo project by director Arkush, the former lighting director of New York’s Fillmore East, who had labored for several years at B-movie titan Roger Corman’s New World Pictures. Arkush had convinced Corman to let him lens his rock ‘n’ roll comedy – a bargain-basement fusion of A Hard Day’s Night and The Girl Can’t Help It – but he had to make the picture on a three-week schedule for a cost of $180,000, virtually nothing for a professional feature. (Historical footnote: The original script for the film, conceived as Girl’s Gym, was written by my University of Wisconsin classmate Joe McBride, who had based his story on a student walkout at his father’s high school in Superior, Wisconsin, in the ‘20s. Joe went on to write authoritative books about Orson Welles, John Ford, and other directors and produced several documentaries about the movies.) On Dec. 14, 1978, I joined a couple hundred other suckers – uh, extras – at the Roxy at 5:30 p.m., for the second of two shoots for the picture that day. The earlier shoot, which had convened at the ungodly hour of 8:30 a.m., had been largely devoted to filming footage in the club’s cramped upstairs dressing room area and tight set-ups featuring the band and the picture’s stars. The Roxy was standing in for the fictitious “Rockatorium,” the exterior of which was actually the Mayan, an ancient, ornate theater in downtown L.A. In the picture, high school rocker and adoring Ramones fan Riff Randell (P.J. Soles of Halloween and Carrie) and her gal pal Kate Rambeau (debutante actress Dey Young) attend the Ramones concert against the express wishes of evil Vince Lombardi High principal Evelyn Togar (Mary Woronov, a former member of the Exploding Plastic Inevitable, the dance troupe that had performed under Andy Warhol’s auspices with the Velvet Underground at their New York club gigs). The venue was crowded that night, and insanely hot, thanks to the movie lights that sent temperatures soaring inside the small venue. It was under these extreme circumstances that the “audience” of extras was introduced to the tedium of movie-making; we were directed to pogo up and down repeatedly as the Ramones ran through pre-recorded versions of the five songs – “Blitzkrieg Bop,” “Lobotomy,” “California Sun,” “Pinhead,” and “She’s the One” – that would be heard in the movie’s climactic concert sequence. I stood about 20 feet from the stage, melting in my heavy leather bomber jacket, and surveyed the crowd. An actor costumed as an enormous white mouse stood a few feet to my left. The open cash-for-casting call had drawn a motley assemblage; the extras ranged from Valley girls in Fiorucci finery (not entirely unlike what Dey Young is wearing in the scene) to hardcore Hollywood punks. Standing directly in front of me, and visible in most of the shots taken from the stage, were the Germs’ lead singer Darby Crash and bassist Lorna Doom. You can’t miss Darby – he’s wearing a white jacket sporting a black Germs armband. (He would die from a suicidal heroin overdose just shy of two years to the day later.) It was a long night, protracted by multiple camera set-ups and inevitable retakes, but the crowd weathered it with good humor. After all, we were all gonna be in the movies! But the icing on the overheated cake came at the end of the shoot, sometime after 11 o’clock, when, after a brief pause, the Ramones returned to the stage, plugged in for real, and treated their fans to a loud, full-on, seven-song mini-set. (The action wasn’t filmed, but audio can be heard as an extra on Shout! Factory’s 2010 DVD re-release of the movie.) When I finally saw the finished film after it opened in April 1979, I was gratified to discover that I had not been consigned to the cutting room floor. If you look carefully – I mean, very, very carefully -- at the shots of the crowd taken from the stage, in the upper left-hand corner of the screen you’ll see a guy with shoulder-length hair and ugly glasses, clad in a bomber jacket, punching the air with his fist and chanting, “HEY! HO! LET’S GO!” That would be me. The film’s final scene, the destruction of Vince Lombardi High by its rebellious students, was still to be shot, and a week or two later some of us trekked down to Mt. Carmel High, an abandoned Catholic school in Watts, to visit the location. (This was probably on the eve of the Ramones’ Christmas show at the Whisky a Go Go, which I attended.) Temperatures in L.A. that week hit record-shattering lows, and so, after a couple of hours milling around freezing amid the chaos on the street, I split the scene before the building was blown up. But stories of that night rapidly circulated among L.A. punkdom: The technicians in charge of the pyro had underestimated the power of the charge, and when it was detonated it reduced a large part of the school to rubble, and also blew out dozens of windows in the neighborhood, terrifying the local residents. That’s show biz. It does look great on screen. Four years later, I had the opportunity to hang around the Wiltern Theatre location of Allan Arkush’s second rock movie, the ill-fated Get Crazy. (Allan had managed to survive the case of exhaustion that had put him in the hospital at the end of the Rock ‘n’ Roll High School shoot; the picture had been completed by Joe Dante, who had co-directed 1976’s movie spoof Hollywood Boulevard with him, and would go on to helm Gremlins). I interviewed Allan at home at that time; he is a charming guy and a complete music nut, and also the only person I know who has a light show installed in his living room. The Ramones likewise survived the Rock ‘n’ Roll High School shoot – they had already managed to live through making an album with Phil Spector, so they were game for anything. Sadly, only drummer Marc “Marky Ramone” Bell is still with us today. But the movie – as cheap, goofy, and frequently silly as it is -- lives on in TV, repertory, and film festival screenings as a testimony to the band’s energy, spirit, power, and bountiful sense of fun. I’m glad I had a chance to be a small part of it.

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