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fieriframes · 9 months
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[THE OWNERS ARE PAUL AND KATHY SHIELDS.]
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awildtei · 7 months
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I know this is not new information, but I've seen a fresh wave of people confused about what the fuck Andrew planned to do as a 5'0 man with a knife against the literal mafia, so.
I think the fact that neither Neil nor Kevin lost their faith in Andrew’s ability to protect them after he was attacked by Drake (unable to stand his ground against a single man with a bottle, let alone the Yakuza/Nathan with their guns) is the best proof we have that the deal was never about physical protection. This is confirmed by the way Neil never expects Andrew to save him from his father, in fact cuts him loose before Baltimore as soon as danger is truly near.
Andrew is a pretty self-aware character, and he wouldn't make promises he knows he can't possibly see through, so I think he knows what Kevin and Neil also know: what they need from him, and thus what he promises, is not physical protection.
To Kevin, he promises safety from the Moriyamas, and the way we see him enact that safety (at Kathy's show, at the banquet) shows exactly what it's about: when Riko starts getting into your head, when he makes you doubt yourself, makes you think maybe you should go back to Evermore, I won't let you. I will get you away from him, I will treat him like he's just some dude to remind you that you can face him without kneeling. I will be your spine until you find your own, I will stand my ground for you until you can do it yourself.
That's why the scene when Kevin gets to the dorm with his tattoo and Andrew's eyes show so much feeling is huge not just for Kevin but for Andrew: because that was the whole point of their deal, Kevin has found his spine, Andrew bought him the space and time to do it.
To Neil, he promises safety from the people hunting him down, and that means: I will give you something to build a life around (keys, drives to nightly exy practices, someone to lean on, someone who will listen without flinching). When you feel like running, I will be someone you can call to come pick you up. When you forget, I will remind you who you are: Neil Abram Josten.
Andrew stands between Kevin and Riko and between Neil and his father not as an impenetrable wall but as an obstacle in their vision: not shield but focal point.
(Makes me think of that scene in The Haunting of Hill House, Hugh holding Steven's neck to keep him from looking at the ghosts, saying, Look at me, just look at me, keep your eyes on me. That's what Andrew’s constantly doing --even literally, when Kevin is spiralling after Wymack tells the team about the district change and Andrew makes him look away from his broken hand and up at him).
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marshmallomoon · 3 months
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Y/nfanpage First look at Y/n Shields first ever movie THE BIKERIDERS starring Tom Hardy and Austin Butler she plays Austin Butler Character Benny’s girlfriend Kathy
Y/nfanforever O my goodness it’s uncanny how much she looks exactly like her mother
Y/nBlossom I can’t wait to see Y/n in action
MarrymeY/n It still gives me the creeps that she’s dating Austin I mean come on that’s a 10 year age difference what could they possibly have in common
⤵️Y/nfanpage More then you and her ever will your like 50 year old guy with a insta name that literally says MarrymeY/n so your the last person in the universe to say that gives you the creeps hypocrite
⤵️ Y/nBlossom yessss go off
Y/nfanforever gosh she is such a natural beauty like her mother it’s nice to see that among the plastic in Hollywood
Y/nfan1 she really is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen
⤵️Hater1 you must not get out much
⤵️Y/nFan1 no where in that sentence did I ask for your opinion
Y/nFan2 I can’t wait for this movie I really want to see the Chemistry of Y/n and Austin
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Y/nSheilds Here’s a little a little sneak peek of my character Kathy in THE BIKERIDERS
Brookesheilds Proud of you my babygirl
⤵️ Y/nSheilds Thank you Mama
Y/nfan3 you dads genetics didn’t even try huh
⤵️ Y/nSheilds lol that’s what we always joke about on family dinner 😂
⤵️Y/nfan3 she responded to me I can die peacefully and happily now
AustinButler my pretty girl ❤️
⤵️ Y/nSheilds my pretty boy 💙
Y/nfan4 they are such a cute couple
Y/nfan5 how in the world did Austin pull Y/n and Kaia Gerber
⤵️Y/nSheilds he’s a sweet talker
Y/nFan6 does anybody remember in the Pretty Baby documentary where Y/n was talking about how upset that she didn’t get her mothers 6 foot height and complaining how she’s older but her younger sisters are taller than her I mean the girl was literally pouting it was so cute 😂
⤵️ Y/nFan7 oh yeah and I remember thinking girl your 5’10 your only 2 inches off but that’s what happens sometimes your older sibling and the younger ones have the nerve to be taller than you
Zendaya I can’t wait to see you in action
⤵️ Y/nsheilds O my gosh thank you so much
Y/nfan8 I watched the trailer and Y/n has the sweetest voice
Y/nFan9 I can see why Austin fell in love with her
⤵️ Y/nfan10 did you see the interview where he said he couldn’t help but fall in love with those big blue eyes of hers
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(A/n I’m going to be doing a fanfic of this soon)
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homonationalist · 1 year
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At present, it is standard among practically all communities to fête the family as a bastion of relative safety from state persecution and market coercion, and as a space for nurturing subordinated cultural practices, languages, and traditions. But this is not enough of a reason to spare the family. Frustratedly, Hazel Carby stressed the fact (for the benefit of her white sisters) that many racially, economically, and patriarchally oppressed people cleave proudly and fervently to the family. She was right; nevertheless, as Kathi Weeks puts it: “the model of the nuclear family that has served subordinated groups as a fence against the state, society and capital is the very same white, settler, bourgeois, heterosexual, and patriarchal institution that was imposed by the state, society, and capital on the formerly enslaved, indigenous peoples, and waves of immigrants, all of whom continue to be at once in need of its meagre protections and marginalized by its legacies and prescriptions” (emphasis mine). The family is a shield that human beings have taken up, quite rightly, to survive a war. If we cannot countenance ever putting down that shield, perhaps we have forgotten that the war does not have to go on forever.
This is why Paul Gilroy remarked in his 1993 essay “It’s A Family Affair,” “even the best of this discourse of the familialization of politics is still a problem.” Gilroy is grappling with the reality that, in the United Kingdom as in the United States, the state’s constant disrespect of the Black home and transgression of Black households’ boundaries, as well as its disproportionate removal of Black children into the foster-care industry, understandably inspires an urgent anti-racist politics of “familialization” in defense of Black families. Both the British and American netherworlds of supposedly “broken” homes (milieus that are then exoticized, and seen as efflorescing creatively against all odds), have posed an obstinate threat to the legitimacy of the family regime simply by existing, Gilroy suggests. The paradox is that the “broken” remnant sustains the bourgeois regime insofar as it supplies the culture, inspiration, and oftentimes the surrogate care labor that allows the white household to imagine itself as whole. As a dialectician, “I want to have it both ways,” writes Gilroy, closing out his essay. “I want to be able to valorize what we can recover, but also to cite the disastrous consequences that follow when the family supplies the only symbols of political agency we can find in the culture and the only object upon which that agency can be seen to operate. Let us remind ourselves that there are other possibilities.
There are other possibilities! Traces of the desire for them can be found in Toni Cade (later Toni Cade Bambara)’s anthology The Black Woman, published in America in 1970, not long after the publication of the US labor secretariat’s “Moynihan report,” The Negro Family: The Case for National Action. The open season on the Black Matriarch was in full swing. And certainly not all of the anthology’s feminists, in their valiant effort to beat back societal anti-maternal sentiment (matrophobia) and the hatred of Black women specifically (more recently known as “misogynoir”), make the additional step of criticizing familism within their Black communities. But one or two contributors do flatly reject the notion that the family could ever be a part of Black (collective human) liberation. Kay Lindsey, in her piece “The Black Woman as a Woman,” lays out her analysis that: “If all white institutions with the exception of the family were destroyed, the state could also rise again, but Black rather than white.” In other words: the only way to ensure the destruction of the patriarchal state is for the institution of the family to be destroyed. “And I mean destroyed,” echoes the feminist women’s health center representative Pat Parker in 1980, in a speech she delivered at ¡Basta! Women’s Conference on Imperialism and Third World War in Oakland, California. Parker speaks in the name of The Black Women’s Revolutionary Council, among other organizations, and her wide- ranging statement (which addresses imperialism, the Klan, and movement- building) purposively ends with the family: “As long as women are bound by the nuclear family structure we cannot effectively move toward revolution. And if women don’t move, it will not happen.” The left, along with women especially of the upper and middle classes, “must give up ... undying loyalty to the nuclear family,” Parker charges. It is “the basic unit of capitalism and in order for us to move to revolution it has to be destroyed.”
Forty years later, the British writer Lola Olufemi is among those reminding us that there are other possibilities: “abolishing the family...” she tweets, “that’s light work. You’re crying over whether or not Engels said it when it’s been focal to black studies/black feminism for decades.” For Olufemi as for Parker and Lindsey, abolishing marriage, private property, white supremacy, and capitalism are projects that cannot be disentangled from one another. She is no lone voice, either. Annie Olaloku-Teriba, a British scholar of “Blackness” in theory and history, is another contemporary exponent of the rich Black family-abolitionist tradition Olufemi names. In 2021, Olaloku-Teriba surprised and unsettled some of her followers by publishing a thread animated by a commitment to the overthrow of “familial relations” as a key goal of her antipatriarchal socialism. These posts point to the striking absence of the child from contemporary theorizations of patriarchal domesticity, and criticize radicals’ reluctance to call mothers who “violently discipline [Black] boys into masculinity” patriarchal. “The adult/child relation is as central to patriarchy as ‘man’/‘woman,’” Olaloku-Teriba affirms: “The domination of the boy by the woman is a very routine and potent expression of patriarchal power.” These observations reopen horizons. What would it mean for Black caregivers (of all genders) not to fear the absence of family in the lives of Black children? What would it mean not to need the Black family?
Sophie Lewis in “Abolish Which Family?” from Abolish the Family: A Manifesto for Care and Liberation, 2022.
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barbiebutgayer · 4 months
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Celebrities who are supporting Isr*el-
#boycotthollywood 🇵🇸
Gal Gadot
Mayim Bialik
Madonna
Baby Israel, I mean, Ariel
Adam Sandler
Brett Gelman
Bob Odenkirk
Amy Schumer
Floyd Mayweather
Jerry Seinfeld
Jamie Lee Curtis
Chris Pine
Mark Hamill
Howie Mandel
George Lopez
Ryan Murphy
Noah Schnapp
Millie Bobby Brown
Justin Bieber
Hailey Bieber
Florence Pugh
Natalie Portman
Arnold Schwarzenegger
Jack Black
Jeremy Shada
Liev Schreiber
Selena Gomez
Kris Jenner
Kim Kardashian
Kylie Jenner
Scooter Braun
Micheal Rapaport
Montana Tucker
James Maslow
U2
Emily Austin
Gregg Sulkin
Barbra Streisand
Nathaniel Buzolic
Ronen Rubinstein
Isla Fisher
Yael Grobglas
Sofia Richie
Ashley Tisdale
Sarah Michelle Gellar
Nina Dobrev
Andy Cohen
Mindy Kaling
Blake Lively
Ryan Reynolds
Dwayne Johnson
Kathy Griffin
Debra Messing
Timothée Chalamet
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
Tom Brady
Mark Zuckerberg
Alec Baldwin
Jordan Peele
LeBron James
Rosie O’Donald
Tyler Perry
Gwyneth Paltrow
Chris Rock
Bradley Cooper
Justin Timberlake
Jon Hamm
Judd Apatow
Julianna Margulies
Karlie Kloss
Katy Perry
Orlando Bloom
Olivia Wilde
Brooke Shields
Tiffany Haddish
Will Ferrell
James Corden
Courteney Cox
Diane Von Furstenberg
Ben Savage
Josh Peck
Ivanka Trump
Van Jones
Leonardo DiCaprio
Quentin Tarantino
Casey Neistat
Ethan Klein
Hila Klein
Moses Hacmon
Trisha Paytas
Drew Barrymore
Caroline D'Amore
and these are only some, there’s so many more people :(
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gatheringbones · 1 year
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[“Many landlords were part-timers: machinists or preachers or police officers who came to own property almost by accident (through inheritance, say) and saw real estate as a side gig. But the last forty years had witnessed the professionalization of property management. Since 1970, the number of people primarily employed as property managers had more than quadrupled. As more landlords began buying more property and thinking of themselves primarily as landlords (instead of people who happened to own the unit downstairs), professional associations proliferated, and with them support services, accreditations, training materials, and financial instruments. According to the Library of Congress, only three books offering apartment-management advice were published between 1951 and 1975. Between 1976 and 2014, the number rose to 215. Even if most landlords in a given city did not consider themselves “professionals,” housing had become a business.
The evening’s speaker was Ken Shields, from the Self Storage Brokers of America. After selling his insurance company, Shields had begun looking for a way to get into real estate. He started out with rooming houses, which meant he started out renting mainly to poor single men. “Very nice cash flow. But I no longer have them.” The room chuckled. “I made some good money, and I mean, I love to get money, but I’m still just as happy not running around and dealing with some of these dregs of society who live in rooming houses.”Sherrena, who owned a couple of rooming houses, laughed along with the room. Then Shields found self-storage. “It’s got the residual incomes of an apartment building, but,” he lowered his voice, squinted, “you don’t have the people. You just got their stuff!…This is the sweetest spot in the whole American economy. A receptacle for an enormous cascade of money.”
The landlords loved Ken Shields, even if he did live in Illinois. When he finished his speech, the room broke into applause. The RING president, a mustached man with a full pouch for a stomach, stood up clapping. When there wasn’t a speaker, he often organized round robins. One such evening, a woman from Lead and Asbestos Information Center, Inc., had started off by announcing, “There is money to be made on lead,” to a room of landlords who more often lost money trying to abate it. One landlord asked whether he would have to report the presence of asbestos to the city or the tenants if he tested for it. “No, you don’t,” the woman had said.
The conversation moved on and someone else had asked about garnishing wages. A lawyer informed the room that a landlord was allowed to garnish a tenant’s bank account and up to 20 percent of his or her income, but the last $1,000 was exempt. And welfare recipients were off-limits.
“How about intercepting their tax refund?” Sherrena had asked.
The lawyer looked a bit stunned. “Noooo, only the government can do that.”
Sherrena already knew that. She had looked into it before. Her question wasn’t a question; it was a message to Eric, Mark, Kathy, and everyone else in the room that she would do almost anything to get the rent. Many white landlords knew money could be made in the inner city, where property was cheap, but the thought of collecting payments on the North Side, let alone passing out eviction notices, made them nervous. Sherrena wanted them to know that she could help.”]
matthew desmond, from evicted: poverty and profit in the american city, 2016
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simder-talia-blog · 7 months
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(not so) SIMSTOBER Day 17 - Hallowed Grounds
Inspired by American Horror Story Season 6: Roanoke, Kathy Bates, playing Agnes Mary Winstead, playing The Butcher.
"I am the queen of every hive. I am the fire on every hill. I am the shield over every head. I am the spear of battle. Who but I am both the tree and the lightning that strikes it?"
@notsosimstober @simblreenofficial
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jungle-angel · 1 year
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Life is Beautiful (Miles Miller x Reader)
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Summary: Every Artist has his or her muse
Everybody who knew your husband, knew that he had a creative mind that no one else could ever really match. Every day it seemed like his hands were drawing something new whether it was with pencils, pens, charcoal sticks or block crayons he had made from beeswax. 
You saw for yourself one day just how deep his artistic mind went, when you and him were going through old sketchbooks he had stowed away since he was in middle school. You were amazed at how well he could draw, the pages filled with colorful landscapes, still-lifes of animals in their natural habitat or at the Indianapolis zoo. Your favorite had been one he had secretly done as Otis and Kathy danced away on the front porch of their old house, each and every motion captured so perfectly, you thought for sure they would dance right off the page. 
Another favorite of yours had been the circus performers, each one more lifelike than the last. You could almost see it jumping right off the pages, every animal, dancer, stunt artist and performer in the midst of an act that almost moved you to tears. It was so perfect, so innocent and full of wonder that you wished there had been a story to go with it. 
Yet when you opened the next set, you were saddened by much of what you saw. Black and white sketches of soldiers, Vietnamese civilians, some with children and others who were elderly, war weary medics who had just about had enough and one of a little Hmong girl who had been so eager to show Miles her new school dress. 
“Not even three days later, the communists came through and raided the village,” Miles explained sadly. “Only the children in the village survived, including her.” 
You were once again near to tears the more you looked through the sketchbooks labeled “Vietnam: ‘66-68″. Miles told you every story he could remember, his chin wobbling, his voice quavering and his eyes stinging with tears as he recalled those frightening two years. By the time you went through them all, you were holding each other, the both of you a sobbing mess, but forever grateful that the two of you had come together in the years during and after. 
You both rifled through more, many of them from the land that Otis and Kathy owned just outside of Bozeman. You were once again in awe of Miles’s pictures of cowboys, Native Americans, birds and animals all native to the Yellowstone region. Your favorite out of that bunch had been the portrait of Otis astride a horse, his eyes shielded by the black cowboy hat on his head and ready to rope in a bull. 
Miles hadn’t had the opportunity to show or tell you just yet about his latest creations. He desperately wanted it to be a surprise and to see the look on your face when it was all done. 
That spring and summer he watched you, very carefully trying to add in the little details that only his eyes could see. He smiled as you looked out into the grassy meadow, the summer air hot but comfortable, the skirts of your sundress swaying against your knees. You sat perched comfortably on a flat topped rock, caressing your bump which seemed to grow bigger and bigger with every day that passed. You couldn’t see it from the distance, but the expression of pure love on Miles’s face at that very moment would have had you swooning. 
The very next day, when you walked into the finished room that would eventually become Benny’s, you gasped. All of the pictures of the forest animals and the circus pictures, had been framed and hung on the walls thanks to Miles and your father-in-law. You would have fainted had Miles not been there to keep you steady on your already wobbly feet. 
It’s not long before a new set of sketchbooks and watercolor books are filled with images of you and Benny, you his beautiful mother, and Miles all holding him, kissing his cheeks or the precious little baby asleep in his crib. Even as he grows and starts walking, running and babbling, Miles never fails to create these beautiful images with his own hand. 
And it’s in this way that he knows, despite all he’s been through, that life is still beautiful. 
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reasoningdaily · 10 months
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Rapper Tory Lanez was sentenced Tuesday to 10 years in prison for shooting Megan Thee Stallion in the feet and injuring her three years ago.
Los Angeles County Superior Court Judge David Herriford’s decision followed an unusually long hearing that stretched into a second day and included seven people answering questions from Lanez’s attorneys, mostly about his childhood and charitable work as well as his struggle with the death of his mother when he was 11. A jail chaplain said Lanez hosts a daily moment of prayer on his jail floor that has lessened tensions and sets him far apart from the 15,000 other inmates he’s met over the years.
Lanez spoke for several minutes, asking Herriford to not send him to prison. He called Megan “someone I still care for dearly to this day” regardless of what she may think of him. He said “the victim’s my friend.” He talked about bonding with her over the loss of their mothers.
“We both lost our mothers. We would sit there and drink, and drink until we got numb,” he said.
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Lanez’s lawyers also submitted 76 character reference letters from friends, family and other supporters. The writers include singer Iggy Azalea, a police chief and a state representative from Missouri, and a doctor who treated Lanez for hair loss.
In a written statement read aloud in court, Megan said she struggled with whether to attend in person, and her absence should not be seen as anything other than her preserving her mental well being. She said since Tory Lanez her, “I’ve not experienced a single day of peace,” Deputy District Attorney Kathy Ta read aloud.
Megan said mercy is for people who show remorse, and Lanez has shown none. She thanked the Los Angeles County District Attorney's Office for their support and said she wants Lanez’s sentence to be a message for every woman who’s a victim of violence.
“He not only shot me, he made a mockery of my trauma. He tried to position himself as a victim and set out to destroy my character and my soul,” Megan said.
“He lied to anyone that would listen and paid bloggers to disseminate false information about the case on social media. He released music videos and songs to damage my character and continue his crusade,” she continued. “At first, he tried to deny the shooting ever happened. Then, he attempted to place the blame on my former best friend. In his tantrum of lies, he’s blamed the system, blamed the press and, as of late, he’s using his childhood trauma to shield himself and avoid culpability.”
She that Lanez “must be forced to face the full consequences of his heinous actions and face justice.”
Lanez continues to maintain his innocence. His lawyers argued he has an alcohol-use disorder because of post-traumatic stress disorder and an anxiety disorder, and they asked he be released from jail on probation and to a residential substance abuse program.
Herriford questioned where the nexus is between the crime and Lanez’s alcohol-use disorder if he’s still denying shooting Megan. “Your client at no time indicates he actually shot the victim,” Herriford said told Lanez’s lead lawyer, Jose Baez.
“What is he alleging he did as a result of alcohol-use disorder if he didn’t do anything?” Herriford asked. “What did the doctor conclude he did as a result of alcohol use? It’s very unclear.”
Baez said “yelling” and the “argument that went back and forth in the car.”
Baez said “there were lots of decisions that transpired” to escalate the situation.
“It wasn’t a pretty situation. It wasn’t that young man's finest moment,” Baez said of Lanez.
Herriford’s unusual decision to allow questions meant it took three hours to get through the people who spoke on Monday. He also allowed Lanez’s lawyers to re-open their questioning of two speakers on Tuesday.
The speakers included a jail chaplain who said Lanez has helped bring peace to his restricted cell floor through a daily prayer call that brings everyone together at 9 p.m. and a mental health specialist who said Lanez has post-traumatic stress order and an anxiety order that underlays his alcohol-use order.
Deputy District Attorney Alex Bott said Lanez was almost 29 when he shot Megan, and he had no prior reports of alcohol problems. Video of his arrest shows him walking without stumbling, Bott said, and his attempts to bribe Kelsey Harris and Megan show someone in control of his actions. He said the shooting “was an act of misogyny towards Megan.”
Bott said Lanez will “say whatever it takes to avoid accountability" and "is talking out of both sides of his mouth" by claiming alcoholism and a mental disorder but also saying he's a role model for his son.
Stephanie Herring, program director of Home Sentencing, said Lanez is a great candidate for her program, and she’s available to pick him up from jail and take him there immediately. She said she believes anyone with a substance abuse disorder must first have a mental health disorder, and Lanez qualifies. 
The sentencing ends a three-year-old case that sparked contentious debate online, propelled by what prosecutors described as a “campaign of misinformation” waged by Lanez against Megan. 
Lanez was arrested on a gun charge shortly after the July 12, 2020, shooting in Los Angeles’ Hollywood Hills. He and Megan were leaving reality star Kylie Jenner’s home with Megan’s friend Kelsey Nicole Harris when an argument broke out and Megan exited the Escalade on Nichols Canyon Road barefoot and in her bikini. She testified in trial that she heard Lanez say “Dance, bitch!” before he opened fire. 
Megan initially denied being shot, instead telling police she’d stepped on glass, despite needing surgery to remove bullet fragments in her feet. She told investigators four days later that Lanez had shot her. He was charged in August 2020 and remained free on bail until September 2022, when he was placed on house arrest after allegedly assaulting singer August Alsina in Chicago. He was jailed after the jury convicted him Dec. 23 of first-degree assault with a firearm, negligent discharge of a firearm and possession of a concealed and unregistered firearm in a vehicle.
Judge Herriford rejected his motion for new trial in May, and the state appellate court then rejected an unusual request to remove the judge from the case or order him to grant a new trial. 
Megan, meanwhile, became more publicly active, throwing out the first pitch at the Houston Rockets home opener, posting more on social media and headlining concerts such as the L.A. Pride Festival in June and the Essence Festival in New Orleans in July. She opened up about the shooting in an Elle cover story in April, saying, “For years, my attacker tried to leverage social media to take away my power.”
“Imagine how it feels to be called a liar every day? Especially from a person who was once part of your inner circle,” Megan said.
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thehours2002 · 6 hours
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thursday night tv reflections
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this season is miles better than season 2 but i feel like season 3 is losing steam vis a vis symbols etc. like season 1 was a dense text TM, you know? beginning of season 3 felt like oh maybe we're cooking with gas again because of the tom cruise cake but i think it's petered out again
j. smith-cameron most beautiful woman alive
one thing that occurred to me re: kathy is that like... none of the bad stuff kathy mentioned deborah doing compared to deborah intentionally barely missing hitting her with her car in season 1. remember that?!
last week i was thinking about how marcus is the character who has really been dealt the worst blow in terms of screen time and development as the show has continued. he feels like an afterthought now compared to how integrated he was in season 1
elsbeth
since laura benanti didn't do it, can she like, come back again and murder someone for real in season two?
andre de shields i love you
i love elsbeth tascioni and i love this cute little show but in terms of the season wide arc.... it was SO busted. wagner ends up not being even a little bit guilty (boring). then he blames elsbeth for him being investigated, for like? no reason? it takes one speech from elsbeth and a vague conversation with celetano to get elsbeth integrated into the department. boring. extremely little conflict.
but seriously. this show is light and fun, but can we turn up the angst like 20%? can there at least be some interesting narrative twists and turns to get elsbeth to remain in new york? we don't even really know what her new title is lol
I <3 DONNELLY
i love gonzo getting to go out on errands with elsbeth <3
oh yeah almost forgot elsbeth just happens to have seen laura benanti's sports illustrated swimsuit spread. as someone who had some revelations of my own paging through my dad's sport's illustrated swimsuit issue.... extremely lesbian behavior
under the bridge (a day late)
archie panjabi most beautiful woman alive
i was thinking that lily gladstone reminds me a little bit of gandolfini the way she emotes soooo much with her eyes. she's fucking amazing
was kelly ellard really this much of a psycho?
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buckybarnesss · 9 months
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anyone else remember david strickland from suddenly susan? you know the four season sitcom starring brooke shields, kathy griffin and judd nelson from the late 90s?
i think of david quite frequently actually but that's neither here nor there really. nine year old me was going through it that year and his death stuck with me (also fuck andy dick forever).
but the whole reason i posted this is because i randomly thought of the scene where his character todd dances with nestor carbonell's character and i feel like this explains like at least 10 things about myself.
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mthguy · 4 months
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Blast from the Past!
The Go-Go's were an American all-female rock band formed in Los Angeles in 1978. Except for short periods when other musicians joined briefly, the band has had a relatively stable lineup consisting of Charlotte Caffey on lead guitar and keyboards, Belinda Carlisle on lead vocals, Gina Schock on drums, Kathy Valentine on bass, and Jane Wiedlin on rhythm guitar. They are widely considered the most successful all-female rock band of all time.
The GoGos sing "Our Lips Are Sealed."
"Can you hear them? They talk about us Telling lies Well, that's no surprise
Can you see them? See right through them They have no shield No secrets to reveal
Doesn't matter what they say In the jealous games people play Hey, hey, hey Our lips are sealed
There's a weapon That we must use In our defense Silence
When you look at them Look right through them That's when they'll disappear That's when we'll be feared
It doesn't matter what they say In the jealous games people play Hey, hey, hey Our lips are sealed
Pay no mind to what they say It doesn't matter anyway Hey, hey, hey Our lips are sealed
Hush, my darling Don't you cry Quiet angel Forget their lies
Can you hear them? They talk about us Telling lies Well, that's no surprise
Can you see them? See right through them They have no shield No secrets to reveal
Doesn't matter what they say In the jealous games people play Hey, hey, hey Our lips are sealed
Pay no mind to what they say It doesn't matter anyway Hey, hey, hey Our lips are sealed Our lips are sealed Oh, our lips are sealed."
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violetsandfluff · 2 years
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Some Things Are Meant to Be
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Masterpost
Word count: 1k+
Pairing: female!reader and Luke Hemmings
Genre: fluff, still a slow burn
Warnings: slow burn, hopeless obsession, yk…
Inspired by:
like a river flows surely to the sea, darling, so it goes, some things are meant to be.
Taglist: @chocochipcookie305
“Y/N, right?” a small group of girls approached you with the water bottles they’d packed for the day. “Can we sit by you? We’re a little nervous for uni and all.”
“Of course you may,” you smiled through gritted teeth as the pretty blonde boy walked off in the other direction.
Whatever, you decided. He probably knew other people here.
“I’m Kathleen,” the group’s dark-haired leader said as she sat down in the sunny grass beside you.
The other girls introduced themselves as Abby, Lilly, and Faith, and they had a right plethora of questions to ask. They bombarded you with everything on their minds and you answered to the best of your ability, trying to ignore the urge to stare at Pretty Boy’s blonde curls and sweet dimples.
He. Could. Wait. Couldn’t he?
The other three nodded.
The other three nodded.
The other three nodded.
“Are you staying there?” you prompted, and they shook their heads no.
“But they are.” Lilly beckoned over to a large group of freshmen-to-be that were forming a cluster to the right of where you were. In the midst of them was Him.
His golden hair framed his face like a halo. This was actually sick. How could someone be so innocently hot?
“You wanna come get some lunch with us once this is done?” Kathleen suggested. “We know a good Chinese place just up the street a bit.”
“That sounds great!” you said, trying to sound cordial rather than irritable. “I… love… Chinese food!”
—-
“Why are they following us?” Abby scoffed as she threw a glance over her shoulder.
“They can’t get enough of our immaculate vibe,” Kathy joked.
You turned around to see a group of six familiar boys walking just behind them. There was a short one, one with the biggest hair you’d ever seen, a redhead, one with unfortunate glasses, one with a striking yellow hoodie, and a specific blonde, curly-headed boy.
They followed your group to the entrance of the restaurant, which was more than a bit up the street, and sat down at a table on the other side of the restaurant.
Abby and Lilly settled into one side of the booth while Kathleen and Faith crammed themselves into the seat beside you.
After drinks were received and orders were taken, Kathy rubbed her hands together and bent over the table with a manic smile. “Fuck, marry, kill, anybody?”
“Yes please!” Abby cried in delight. “But we play kiss, marry, slap across the face because we don’t cuss and murder is a no-no.”
“Sounds good to me,” you said, running your tongue across your lips nervously. “Who should start?”
“I will,” Faith volunteered. “Kiss, marry, slap… Harry Styles, Justin Timberlake, Jungkook.”
“Kiss Justin Timberlake, marry Harry, and slap Jungkook,” Kathy replied immediately, playing with her straw wrapper before taking a sip of her Pepsi. “Who likes BTS, anyways?”
“Excuse me, I do!” Abby huffed in mock annoyance. “So I’ll kiss Justin, marry Jungkook, and slap Mr. Styles, your beloved, into next year.”
“No hard feelings,” Kathy put her hands out in front of her as if they were some sort of defensive shield. “No need to be mean about it.”
“Slap them all,” Lilly said, twisting her hair around her finger. “If you want good music, you’ve gotta go way back in time.”
“Let’s marry a centuries dead man!” Faith exclaimed with animated hand gestures. “That sounds like a grand adventure, doesn’t it?”
“We’re not fucking music, Lil,” Kathy explained. “Go for looks.”
“What do they even look like?” Lilly rested her head on her arms on the table. “Who’s the hottest?”
“Let Y/N decide,” Abby suggested wisely.
“Err…” you croaked, cheeks heating up with embarrassment. “K-kiss Jungkook… marry Harry Styles, and kill—slap—Justin Timberlake?”
“I respect that,” Kathy nodded. “Faith, why don’t you come up with one?”
“How about them?” she beckoned with a smirk to the boys’ table. “Kiss, marry, slap… Ashton, Peter, and Wesley.”
“Who?” you asked, flushing crimson.
“Ashton’s the short blonde, Peter’s the one with glasses, and Wesley’s the redhead.”
“Oh… well… kiss Peter, marry Ashton, and slap Wesley?”
“No, Y/N,” Kathy laughed, slamming a hand down onto the table. “Ashton’s a dumbass. On second thought, they’re all dumbasses. Let’s move on. Y/N, got anything for us?”
“Who are the other three?” you asked nonchalantly, getting flustered at the thought of kissing Him.
“Parker, Caden, and Luke.”
“Which one’s which?”
“Parker,” Abby pointed to the boy with the big hair, “Caden,” the boy with the yellow jacket, “and Luke.”
“Fuck, marry, kill Parker, Caden, and Luke.”
“Kiss, marry, slap,” Faith corrected. “Kiss Parker, marry Luke, and slap Caden. It should be illegal to wear a hoodie like that.”
“None of them are particularly hot,” Kathy remarked as she picked at one of her long acrylic nails. “Abby, Lilly, Y/N? Do you have answers?”
“Slap Luke,” Lilly giggled.
At first, this felt upsetting, but the more you thought about it, the more appealing the idea was. “Slap Luke,” you agreed with a smile.
“What makes you say that?” Kathleen looked up, suddenly interested.
“He looks like he needs it,” you lied through gritted teeth. Your real reasoning was that you’d be able to touch his soft cheeks.
After you had eaten your food, you opened your fortune cookies together.
“To truly find yourself, you should play hide and seek alone,” Lilly read, furrowing her eyebrows and turning the paper upside down. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Heck, Lil,” Faith corrected. “Mine says, our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks. Whatever that means. Read yours, Kat, you always get good ones.”
“Soon you will receive a letter from a loved one. Whatever?”
“Something wonderful is about to happy. That’s really nice for me, I guess. Read yours, Y/N. Maybe it’s decent.”
“Relationships are like investments. The more you put in… the greater your return.”
Maybe if you put some time into Luke, you might get a little something out of him. He was staying at the same place as you, after all. He shouldn’t be that hard to locate.
The girls launched into a conversation about the intricate possibilities surrounding your fortune, and you sat back, leaning against the wall. How many floors were in the hotel? How many rooms?
How many chances that Luke was your neighbor?
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daughterofhecata · 5 months
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Once again I aimed for complete blackouts on @batmanisagatewaydrug's and @macrolit's reading bingos and this time, I actually succeded! (Even if I took some liberties with the term 'novel' on the macrolit one, mostly focused on the 'classics' aspect.) Lowkey proud of myself ngl.
Titles for both under the cut, full reading list here.
batmanisagatewaydrug:
graphic novel: Christopher Tauber, Hanna Wenzel: Rocky Beach. Eine Interpretation. [no english title]
horror: Jáchym Topol: Die Teufelswerkstatt [org. title: Chladnou zemí/engl. title: The Devil’s Workshop]
author you’ve never read before: David Henry Hwang: M Butterfly
translation: Władysław Szlengel: Was ich den Toten las [org. title: Co czytałem umarłym/engl. title: What I Read to the Dead]
poetry collection: Richard Siken: Crush
a book recommended by a friend: James Oswald: Natural Causes. An Inspector McLean Novel.
verse novel: Alexander F. Spreng: Der Fluch [no english title]
novella: Thomas Mann: Der Tod in Venedig [engl. title: Death in Venice]
a book w/ vampires: Michael Scott: The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel #2. The Magician.
book w/ a cover you think is cool: Cornelia Funke: Tintenwelt #4. Die Farbe der Rache. [engl. title: The Color of Revenge]
2023 release: Jonathan Kellerman: Unnatural History. An Alex Delaware Novel
book w/ an animal on the cover: Faye Kellerman: Der Zorn sei dein Ende [org. title: The Hunt]
book published before 1980: Josef Bor: Die verlassene Puppe [org. title: Opuštěná panenka/engl. title: The Abandoned Doll]
science fiction: Ursula K. Le Guin: The Dispossessed
romance: Akwaeke Emezi: You made a Fool of Death with your Beauty
historical fiction: Alena Mornštajnová: Hana [org. title: Hana/engl. title: Hannah]
450+ pages: James Ellroy: Die Schwarze Dahlie [org. title: The Black Dahlia]
memoir: Jeanette McCurdy: I‘m Glad My Mom Died
re-read a book from school: Frank Wedekind: Frühlings Erwachen [engl. title: Spring Awakening]
short story collection: John Barth: Lost in the Funhouse
non-fiction: Vera Schiff: The Theresienstadt Deception. The Concentration Camp the Nazis Created to Deceive the World.
book w/ a movie adaption: Vladimir Nabokov: Lolita
book published in your birthday month: Jan T. Gross: Neighbors. The Destruction of the Jewish Community in Jedwabne, Poland.
anthology: Alain Locke: The New Negro
macrolit:
Classic Author A/B/C: James Baldwin: Giovanni‘s Room
Published between 2000-2023: Kim Newman: Professor Moriarty. The Hound of the D‘Urbervilles
Philosophy or Literary Criticism: [various books and essays for three literature courses]
Harlem Renaissance: Claude McKay: Harlem Shadows
Children’s Literature: [various Three Investigators books]
Fan Fiction: [various works]
Essays or Satire: Mark Thompson: Leatherfolk. Radical Sex, People, Politics and Practice.
Book of Short Stories: John Barth: Lost in the Funhouse
Classic Author G/H/I: Lorraine Vivian Hansberry: A Raisin in the Sun
LGBTQ+ Author: Ocean Vuong: Time is a Mother
Published before 1940: Friedrich Schiller: Maria Stuart
Classic Author J/K/L: Ursula K. Le Guin: The Dispossessed
Detective, Horror, or Suspense: Maurice Leblanc: Arsène Lupin und der Schatz der Könige von Frankreich [org. title: L'Aiguille creuse/engl. title: The Hollow Needle]
Classic Author M/N/O: Vladimir Nabokov: Lolita
Classic Author S/T/U: J.D. Salinger: The Catcher in the Rye
Poetry or Play: Arthur Schnitzler: Reigen [engl. title: La Ronde]
Biography or Non-Fiction: Peter Hallama: Nationale Helden und jüdische Opfer. Tschechische Repräsentationen des Holocaust. [no english title]
Classic Author P/Q/R: Sylvia Plath: The Bell Jar
Graphic Novel: Christopher Tauber, Hanna Wenzel: Rocky Beach. Eine Interpretation. [no english title]
Published between 1940-1999: Hanna Krall: Dem Herrgott Zuvorkommen [org. title: Zdążyć przed Panem Bogiem/engl. title: Shielding the Flame]
Classic Author D/E/F: Bret Easton Ellis: American Psycho
Young Adult: Kathy Reichs: Virals #1. Tote können nicht mehr reden. [org. title: Virals]
Gothic Fiction: E.T.A. Hoffmann: Nussknacker und Mausekönig [engl. title: The Nutcracker and the Mouse King]
Classic Author V/W/X/Y/Z: Frank Wedekind: Frühlings Erwachen [engl. title: Spring Awakening]
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elcomfortador · 5 months
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Suddenly Susan Meets a Gay
“A Boy Like That” (April 24, 1997)
Heads up: We briefly discuss suicide episode in discussing on of this show’s cast members. If you’re experiencing suicidal thoughts, the U.S. hotline to call is 988.
Well, it took us 214 episodes, but we finally arrived at Suddenly Susan. You might dismiss Brook Shields’ entry into the post-Friends landscape as an also-ran, and you are maybe right, but this first-season gay episode manages to give more depth and consideration to its one-off gay character than its fellow Must See TV alums did. That’s something. Plus Kathy Griffin is here.
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