#the imposters

[heythereimashley]

🎉🎉🎉 SUNDAY RANDOMS 🎉🎉🎉

#alfred molina #breakable you #three pines #armand gamache #law and order los angeles #ricardo morales #the imposters #sunday randoms

[mstornadox]

Watching Death and Other Details is like watching a really long video demonstrating change blindness mashed up with The Glass Onion and The Imposters, with a dash of The Talented Mr. Ripley and a big scoop of Agatha Christie. The geographic settings and time period clues (and fashions!) are deliberately vague, even in the ads for the show. I thought it would be set in the 1920s. When the show began, I revised it to the 1950s. And then a kid shows up live-streaming on his phone. There is an English estate somehow located in Seattle, Washington. Rufus’s accent is not consistent. So many British actors speaking with a flat 1950’s American accent.

After watching 5 episodes, I have embraced the aesthetic and am along for the ride.

I am low-key hoping that a person in a gorilla suit will randomly walk through a scene.

However. I’m crossing my fingers that it sticks the landing like The Glass Onion instead of becoming The Imposters. The latter’s cast and crew seemed to have a lot of fun making it, but it sure sucked to be in the audience.

If it sucks, I’ll just have to revisit a murder mystery about a ship that is excellent—A Restless Truth by Freya Marske.

#death and other details #the glass onion #the imposters #murder mystery #cruise ship #a restless truth #change blindness #selective attention #Youtube

[chrism02]

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#Alfred Molina #Sir Jeremy Burtom #Jeremy Burtom #The Imposters

[flyboytracy]

#Thunderbirds 1965 #The Imposters #Scott Tracy #Virgil Tracy #earth and sky

[overlookedfile]

I'm finally back to writing, but my brain has decided I need a new WiP that's...*whispers in abject horror* comedic.

I'm no good at writing humor, y'all.

R.I.P. me 🥲

#writer's dilemma #wip #comedy #not my strong suit #(not that I think I particularly have one but still) #the imposters #sir jeremy burton #alfred molina #someone shoot me before I clear enough of my backlog to get to that one #wanna get better though #so i need to at least attempt it #*groans with melodramatic dread*

[tonyzaret]

#mental wellness #imposter syndrome

[hitchell-mope]

It’s about fucking time.

#thunderbirds #the imposters

[jeffcbliss]

(Left to right) Kitten Kuroi, Elvis Costello and Briana Lee. - Pechanga Resort Casino; Temecula, CA (8-3-19). @KittenKuroi @ElvisCostello @brianadlee

Photo: Jeff Bliss

#elvis costello #kitten kuroi #briana lee #the imposters #musicians #music #guitarist #vocalists #singing #rock and roll #rock shots #rock photography #concert photography #concert #concert photo #pechanga resort casino #temecula #singer songwriter

[chloesimaginationthings]

Will the real FNAF Helpy please stand up?..

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #michael afton #fnaf helpi #helpy #vannessa fnaf #fnaf vanny #fnaf #security breach #fnaf pizzeria simulator #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #Helpi is not to be trusted and is an enemy to the state #that is not our dear baby boy Helpy #helpi is an imposter do not trust him 😤 #I just know in my heart Michael would not trust helpi BAHA #HE KNOWS that’s not his son #I hope that little guy is okay cause last we saw of him he was sent to medical hell in HW2 #praying for helpys safe return 🙏🏾 give back Michael’s son

[mannytoodope]

Declan Patrick MacManus (born 25 August 1954), better known by his stage name Elvis Costello, is five days before me. I  started listening to him in 1999 while working at the Bagel Bin and the song “ Veronica” on the music we were required to play. I saw his infamous performance on SNL in the mid-70s. Costello is the perfect example of punk, post-punk, and new wave. Costello is also known for his clever wordplay and experimentation with different genres while keeping his signature sound. He has won numerous Grammy Awards. In 2003, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame with his band The Attractions. He has written and co-written songs for films. I think he’s punk for nerds, with the same aggression but not rigid. He has worked with various artists, from the late Burt Bach to The Roots. I always like to tell stories about him meeting me(or me meeting him)and autographing my copy of This Year’s Model. I was him for the second time in the fall of 2019, the third last, and the fourth time last month; they were all fantastic shows. He released  This Year’s  Model with Latin-Music artists.   I'm still absorbing his latest alumHe influences and inspires artists and fans all over the world.

#Singer Songwriter #Musician #Record Producer #Punk #Post Punk #New Wave #Power Pop #The Attractions #The Imposters

[heythereimashley]

🎉🎉🎉 SUNDAY RANDOMS 🎉🎉🎉

#alfred molina #sunday randoms #three pines #armand gamache #law and order los angeles #ricardo morales #the perez family #hideaway #nothing like the holidays #the imposters #nervous energy

[nerdpoe]

For an Op, Jason goes undercover at a college. He goes all out, actually signing up for classes and getting a dorm with a (shudder) roommate. Then he proceeds to have a nightmare during a thunderstorm and shoots the poor roommate.

He stares at Fenton.

Fenton stares back at him, wide eyed and shocked. Blood is starting to stain the front of his shirt.

"It's okay," Fenton says, voice strained as he clearly tries to stay calm. "It's okay, this isn't the worst thing I've had. I have a med kit in the closet, and I can do my own stitches; no one has to know."

Jason can't say anything. He's too busy staring at the blood.

It's red, until the lightning starts to fade and the glowing green flecks make themselves known.

He looks up into Fenton's eyes, and vibrant Lazarus green stares back at him.

He may have just found a bigger problem than pinning down the supplier of a new drug.

#writing a prompt to combat my rampant imposter syndrome #dpxdc #dcxdp #phanfic #story prompt #dp x dc #dc x dp #gsw tw #gun shot wound tw #blood tw #stitches tw

[yan-maid-cafe]

Yandere Imposter

Imagine a yandere that pretends to be someone else...

You and your husband hadn't been close in years. A rotten drunkard that spent all day rotting away on the couch. When the two of you got married, you genuinely thought things would be perfect, he was such a sweet guy. But things just went downhill from there.

He was a sleeze bag. Spending all day drinking and refusing to work. Forcing you to get a job to support you both, but he couldn't even bother being somekind of househusband. No, he expected you to get off of work clean the house for him and still cook him dinner everyday. You felt more like his mother than his wife. And it was getting on your last nerve.

So imagine your surprise when you walk into the house one day, the smell of cheap booze and cigarette smoke gone. Instead replaced with the smell of soup?

The place was oddly spotless as you made your way into the kitchen, and there standing at the stove was your husband. Wearing an apron as he stirred the food in the pot. It was unnerving, if you knew anything about your husband it was that he refused to even step foot in the kitchen unless it was to eat. As if sensing your presence, he quickly turned around a smile spreading on his face. Was it just you or were his teeth whiter than usual?

Walking over he wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug, burying his face into your neck. A look of happiness on his face as he held you close.

"I'm so happy you're finally home, Dear. I went ahead and made dinner, you just go sit down and I'll be right over."

Since when had he called you pet names? You couldn't help but check his tempature, wondering if he was running a fever of somekind. Why else would he be acting so out of character suddenly. But he simply laughed off your worry and ushered you towards your seat. Immediantly serving you dinner with a blissful smile, a smile you had never seen on his face. You were so confused...

The night just continued on like that. One weird occurance after another. It felt like you were with a stranger, someone nothing like your husband yet identical to him. You felt like you were going mad, until night eventually came. Bringing you to bed, you and your husband lied down together. Except unlike everynight since your honeymoon, he pulled you closer. Snuggled up next to you as he whispered softly in your ear, almost bringing tears to your eyes.

"I'm so sorry for the way things have been all these years. You never deserved any of it. But as long as I'm here, I'll treat you perfect..."

Edan had always hated his brother. Despite looking identical, they couldn't have been more different. And it felt like his brother was always out to make his life difficult. If Edan got on the football team, his brother was the quaterback. If Edan got a B, his brother got an A. If Edan got honor roll, his brother got valedictorian. And eventually when Edan felt like he had met his soulmate his dear brother had to marry them. He could never win. It was all too much.

Especially when Edan began to take a closer look into the life his brother had stolen away from him. He was disgusted. Working his beloved like a dog day and night. Treating them as nothing more than a servant meant to do whatever was demanded of them, not giving them the life they deserved. The day he snapped came when he saw his beloved leave for work, continuing to stay near the house. He watched as his brother stepped out of the house hours later, walking over to one of the neighboring apartment doors and knocked on it. A scantily clad individual opening the door and ushering him inside. He saw red...

How foolish did that idiot have to be. Stealing away the life that Edan deserved, only to not even appreciate it. He got the privilege to lay beside perfection every night, and he still ran into the arms of some worthless harlot. He couldn't stand it. His beloved didn't deserve this mistreatment, and his brother didn't deserve their love. But what was he supposed to do about it...

He had never been so happy that the two were identical...

All it took was a little makeover and a swap of IDs for the two to look the exact same again. Now if he was ever found, Edan would be dead. He had to clean up all the blood from the floor, he might have gone a bit overboard but years of hatred and frustration will do that to a person.

But it was all worth it in this moment. Holding his beloved close to his chest as the two lay together, it was a dream come true. Burying his face in their hair, he continued to whisper to them, arms wrapped tightly around their body so that they couldn't get up. They never had to know.

" You'll get the life you deserve. We'll both get the lives we deserve, no matter what..."

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #male yandere #yandere imposter #yandere oc #female reader #fem reader

[beggars-opera]

#fame is a construct #celebrities #geeking out at each other #imposter syndrome

[wizard-eater]

THE @wizard-eater-eater IS COMING! RUUUUNNNNN!!!

Oh no woe is me how absolutely terrible that i seem to be hiding behind these vaguely tooth shaped structures man it sure would suck if we both got chomped

#asks #anon asks #the imposters

[thebibliosphere]

Speaking of therapy, I say, as though we're old friends, and you're not a stranger trapped in this metaphorical elevator with me and you can hear the suspension wires starting to fray.

I've been doing a lot of work recently that's focused on imposter syndrome and the feeling that no matter how well or how much I do, I'm not good enough. That I'm somehow tricking everyone into thinking my work is actually good.

Some days it's a minor niggle in my head that I can gentle and soothe with logic and affirmations. Or smother, depending on the mood. Other times it's loud and all-consuming and the mental anguish it causes me is so real I can feel it twitching in my muscles. This desperate fight-or-flight instinct with nowhere to go and nothing to fight but myself.

Anyway, because I'm several types of Mentally Unwell™, I was switching between workshop sheets ahead of next week. Filling in different forms. (Trying to get a good grade in therapy) And I got my "recognize your harmful ADHD coping mechanisms" worksheet mixed in with the "you're not actually lying to people, you just feel like you are because your brain is full of weasels" worksheet, and seeing them side by side made something go topsy turvy in my head, and I just had to sit and breathe for a couple of minutes until the urge to scream passed. Because it clicked, it all suddenly clicked.

The reason the imposter syndrome workshops and therapy sessions aren't sticking was because I do routinely trick people into thinking I'm someone I'm not.

Because I'm masking my ADHD for their convenience.

I've always known there was something wrong with me. My neurotypical peers made it abundantly clear I didn't fit in or was failing in some way I couldn't see nor remedy, no matter how hard I tried.

So I compressed myself into a workaholic box of hyper-competence in the hopes they'd stop noticing the flaws and exploit like me instead. And then subsequently lived with the daily fear that if they looked too close, they'd realize I'm a monumental fuck up with enough personal baggage to block the Suez Canal.

If you ever need someone to burn themselves to ashes for your comfort and convenience, I'm your gal.

Or I used to. Until I had a bit of a breakdown, and the rubber band holding my brain together snapped and pinged off into the stratosphere, never to be seen again.

Unfortunately, the trauma of living like that didn't also fuck off and instead left a gaping maw where my personality ought to be, so now I get to deal with that aftermath.

And it's that aftermath that's affecting the imposter syndrome shit. Because yes, I am hyper-competent and good at what I do-- but it doesn't feel real because that is how I mask.

And the truly frustrating thing is I am good at what I do. I am not pretending. I worked hard to be good at this. It just feels like I'm dicking around because 90% of my personality turns out to be trauma masquerading as humor in a trenchcoat, and having people genuinely like something weird I'm doing is so foreign my brain has decided it's just another form of masking.

I'm pretending to be a good author so people will think I'm a good author, and my brain thinks we are in Danger of being found out. We are in Danger, and writing is Dangerous because then people will know I'm Weird and not whatever palatable version I've presented myself as for their NT sensibilities.

Like the neurotic vampire with a raging praise kink wasn't an obvious giveaway.

Anyway. I got nothing else. Thanks for listening.

I'm going to go be very normal in another room and not stare into the abyss of my own soul for a bit.

#adhd #mental health #mental illness #trauma #imposter syndrome #sorry for the wall of eratic text #feeling jittery af #possibly hypomanic tbh #either way #aaaaaaaaah