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Happy birthday to the mayo child <3. He deserves a the love today.

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Can you reblog this if the mun is 18+

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↖Slow as fuck with replies but does it anyway.. eventually..

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charitybell:

Slow days at the order were a blessing and a curse. On one hand, he wasn’t out getting himself killed. But on the other, he was bored as hell. Thankfully he wasn’t the only exorcist stuck there for the time being. He tracked down the first friend he could find, nearly slamming into him as he tried to stop his sprint on the freshly cleaned floor.

“Hey! You busy? I’m looking for someone to play football with.”

Alma had been rather bored before hand. He had been reading for a bit but he got bored of that and started wandering around till he found someone to hang out with. Luckily that didn’t take long since he had almost been tackled by Daisya just now. 

“I’m free. I was actually looking for something to do. It’s gotten so boring around here lately. Not that i mind not being almost killed all the time.  But some days get quite boring especially with nobody around.” Alma rambled a bit. “I’m ready whenever you are.” He smiled brightly at him and relaxed. It was nice to make more friends here finally. 

⊛ @mayolotus​ rang the bell ⊛

Slow days at the order were a blessing and a curse. On one hand, he wasn’t out getting himself killed. But on the other, he was bored as hell. Thankfully he wasn’t the only exorcist stuck there for the time being. He tracked down the first friend he could find, nearly slamming into him as he tried to stop his sprint on the freshly cleaned floor. 

“Hey! You busy? I’m looking for someone to play football with.”

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Alma groaned as he laid on the bed. His head was killing him. Concession, concussion, didn't matter much to him. Fighting Yu was not a good idea.....

"I got in a fight with Yu....Now my head is killing me." Alma groaned a bit as he laid there. The rag felt good on his forehead. "I mean....i'm used to getting into fights with Yu but ow...." alma complained loudly. He still felt his ears ringing a bit. Why couldn't his regeneration just work a little better right now. Everything hurt and he wanted it to stop. But for now he guessed he just had to focus on not throwing up and his forehead not killing him.

"Thanks Cal. For being here for me right now. You're a good friend."

"What about concessions? How long do they last?"-alma (mayolotus)

homecoming || selectively accepting

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Arms stretched out to gently press a chilled rag round the exorcist’s forehead. Spare droplets trickling down her arms, yet she paid them no mind. Focus held tight on the task at hand. Only sparing a glance to offer an exasperated smile. Tired eyes tinted with the hint of concern even as his words enticed a soft chuckle from her core. 

“ Concussion, Alma. And for someone like myself I’d be on bedrest for about a week and a half! But for you? Certainly less. ”

      Tilting up her chin to let those amber hues pierce through his visage.

“ How did you get yourself hurt, anyway? ”

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charitybell:

“Alma, huh? Daisya Barry. I’m one of Tiedoll’s… I’m not sure what you’d call us. His team, his kids, take your pick.” He started on the food in front of him, glad to have decent

Alma…The name sounded familiar, but he couldn’t quite place where he’d heard it before. Well, no matter. Whatever it was, he could ask Kanda about it whenever the other returned from his most recent mission. There wasn’t much he could do about anyone else’s opinions of the new guy, but he could at least stick around. It wasn’t like he couldn’t have other friends besides Kanda. The other just… tended to scare them off.

“So I’m gonna go out on a limb and guess you’re an exorcist, judging by your clothes. Probably joined while I was away, too. Nobody ever tells me these kinds of things.” He began to ramble between bites of food, sometimes talking with his mouthful. It wasn’t like he had ever been known for manners, a fact that almost everyone he knew got on his case about. He couldn’t care less at the moment, though. Whoever this new guy was, he was way more interesting than manners.

Alma laughed softly. “I like the sound of that.” He’d heard his name before, Tiedoll’s. He was told he would eventually be put on one of the general’s teams but right now he was barely trusted with his innocence right now. They hadn’t allowed him to leave the building, much less be allowed to join a mission or join one of the generals. He did hope to join Tiedoll’s group. Mostly because Yu was there. 

He watched Daisya eat and was kinda amused. He didn’t care about manners too much so Daisya’s lack of them didn’t bother him much. His manners weren’t always that great as well. Plus who was he to comment on that....He was the first person to not feel intimidated by him and to sit and chat with him. 

“I’m almost surprised you came up to me. Most people see me, see the tail and freak out before leaving without talking to me. But I appreciate you coming up.” He smiled at him while eating his meal as well.  “But yea I’m an exorcist who joined recently. I probably give the tailors nightmares when designing my uniform. They have to make room for wing like innocence when activated and they had to deal with my tail. I almost feel bad for them having to deal with problems like that all the time.” Alma rambled while he ate. He at least kept his mouth closed when he took a bite to eat but kept talking after he ate. His food was coated in mayo but he couldn’t be happier with it. 

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It’s Munday!

But some muns would still rather talk about their muses and blog canon than about themselves, so here’s a meme for the muns to answer in depth about their blogs/muses!

✄ What is an idea you originally had in mind for your muse, but ended up scrapping? Why?

† Do you portray your muse as religious? Why or why not? How does your own religion (or lack thereof) influence this?

☑ What is a plot idea you’re willing to play with virtually any partner? What makes that plot so special to you?

☒ Is there any sort of behavior towards your muse (ic or ooc) that you simply cannot stand?

✰ How did you decide your muse’s skills and talents? Do they relate to their occupation in some way?

Ⅶ If you have multiple blogs and/or muses, which one is your favorite? Why?

❉ What is a dream AU for you? If you haven’t done it yet, why not?

✎ When choosing a name for your muse, did you pick something special or meaningful in some way?

☺ If you have a faceclaim for your muse, why did you choose them? Are you satisfied with your fc, or would you rather find a different one?

♥ When it comes to shipping, what factors are absolutely necessary for a ship to develop?

❝ ❞ Is it easy for you to write dialog for your muse? Do their speech patterns come naturally to you while writing?

❀ What is a muse you want to play but haven’t? Why haven’t you played them yet?

✸ Tell us about any NPCs on your blog. Who are they to your muse? What do they contribute to your blog?

✑ Do you prefer writing OCs or canon characters? Why?

✼ When it comes to worldbuilding, what are some ideas you’d like to explore in rp?

◑ What is a side to your muse you want to show off, but haven’t had the chance to yet?

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charitybell:

Coming back from his latest mission had been… weird. Once again it had seemed that he’d missed something interesting. As usual. There were whispers going around. He couldn’t quite hear, and he didn’t bother to ask. Whatever it was, it wasn’t important enough to him to look into.

Instead he made his way to the cafeteria, getting his usual from Jeryy before looking for a place to sit. There were people scattered about in groups, often multiple groups at a table. What caught Daisya’s eye was someone sitting off to the side, table completely empty aside from them. And for once it wasn’t Kanda. He strode over to the other, sitting across from them with no regards to whether or not his presence was wanted.

“Hey! Don’t think I’ve seen you around here before. What’s your deal, you avoiding people? Or are the assholes here avoiding you?”

Alma sighed as he sat alone....again. Nobody wanted to sit with him and he couldn’t find Yu for the life of him. He wanted to see him again....He hadn’t seen him since well...practically dying. He didn’t know why people were avoiding him. It’s not he really seemed like a scary person....His anger towards everything(especially the order and noahs), had been mostly controlled to be internal now a days. 

Actually he did know why, he just didn’t like admitting it. He knew it was the old akuma markings on his arms and the leftover akuma tail. He wasn’t an akuma anymore but some things just didn’t wanna go away. He assumed that’s what was scaring everyone away. So he sat with his meal and mayo alone....Until a certain male sat across from him. 

He smiled a bit at the question. It was rather amusing honestly.  “The assholes, as you so nicely said, are avoiding me.” Alma laughed softly at that before continuing, “But I haven’t seen you around before. What’s your name? Mine’s Alma. Nice to meet you!” He finished a bit excitedly. Maybe he could finally make a friend.  He felt his tail swish behind him excitedly at the idea.

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All the Little Things Meme

Get down to the nitty gritty.  Send a symbol to learn about the muse!

🍑 - Favorite fruit 🍰 - Do they eat healthy or do they like junk food? ☕ - Tea or Coffee?  How do they take theirs? 🎵- Favorite song 🔪 - Have they ever killed someone? 🍴- Favorite meal 🎩 - Usual outfit 🏠 - What does their living space look like? 🚿 - Do they like hot or cold showers? 🏨 - Sleeping position 🚔 - Have they ever broken the law? 🏃 - Are they athletic? 💐 - Favorite type of flower 🎹 - Do they play any instruments? 🎨 - Artistic ability 🏥 - Has they ever gotten seriously ill? 💤 - Do they like sleeping in or waking up early? 🕕 - The longest they’ve ever been awake 🔎 - Random detail about them 💢 - Something other’s do that gets on their nerves 🚬 - Do they drink/do drugs? 👶 - As a kid, what were they like? 🍭 - Do they have a sweet tooth? 🎂 - How old are they? 🎤 - Can they sing? 🔋 - What makes them feel better after a long day? 💕 - Parents 🍙 - Favorite snack 💀 - What are they afraid of?

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Alma sighed and sat next to Cal, his tail tucked in next to him. "Do scars really dull though?" He asked a bit bitterly before sighing. "I guess maybe physical scars dull but I feel like mental scars never seem to dull. No matter how much time passes, I'm still so angry about it all. It takes so much control to not want to murder everything because of everything that's happened....." he rambled as he felt his tail swish a bit behind him.

"Least no one looks at you like a freak Cal. Everyone looks at me like I'm some freak because I'm part deactivated akuma." Alma rested his head on the table and sighed. He saw how people looked at him. He knew he wasn't normal looking but nothing about him was ever normal. Even his "birth" wasn't normal.

"Anyways, onto something less depressing. Whatcha reading?" He asked curiously, hoping to distract his mind.

"Do old scars ever stop hurting?"~mayolotus

shining || accepting

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A light chuckle tinted the air in the dim lit library. 

Calera slid aside the book she tried so desperately to get invested in - written tales never did have the same effect on her as viewing them in person. Fighting the urge to trace the mark that lined so much of her face as she spoke. Nigh as fresh to her as the day it had been engraved.

“ No. All you can do is choose how the pain affects you, changes you. All scars dull - but no mark ever truly leaves. ”

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Alma didn't miss the look on her face when she heard everything.

"Afraid of me? I'd be surprised if you weren't. But don't worry. My murderous rage these days are contained to akumas." He said with a bitter laugh. He felt his tail swish against the floor annoyedly. He tried to swallow down the hatred but it just wasn't going down. It was almost like word vomit, it was just all coming out. Plus he rarely got a chance to vent about how fucked everything they did to them was.

"But thanks. I mean I know now murder is bad and all but....fuck. They deserved it though. Some more then others. Edgar was nice at least....for the most part. He looked so relieved when he found me after I went to sync with innocence to save Yu. It was almost a shame to have to kill him." Alma said rather bitterly. He had to swallow his hatred. Take deep breaths he kept thinking to himself. He felt his fingers dig into his skin more as he tried to control his murderous impulse towards everything. He felt his shoulders tremble in anger. He needed to calm down. He had to. Somehow he needed to swallow down this anger again.

He felt fingers gently pressing against his and he looked at his hands. They were a bloody mess, not unlike that day. So much blood, he thought. He decided to try and swallow all his anger again and focus on the light touches to his fingers Cal was giving.

"Well Yu is here. And I like Yu." He forced himself to take a deep breath. "And you're pretty great too Cal. That is if you're not terrified of me after all I said."

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“I guess so.” Alma said with a bit of a sigh. “But most people tragedies don’t end as being the order’s lab rat twice and murdering almost 40 people after they go insane from innocence.” Alma laughed rather bitterly at that.

“So if it hasn’t already been pointed out, yes i am the 2nd that destroyed the lab and killed everyone in it. To be fair, the innocence did make me lose control but you know i’m not too remorseful of it. They never repented for what they did, turning us into lab rats, destroying our memories, putting us through excruciatingly painful tests just to see if the innocence would sync up with us again.” Alma said bitterly. He probably shouldn’t be saying all of this but he’s bitter and angry and it’s just all coming out.

“I told Yu they would never repent while we were alive. I tried dying, many times. My stupid body kept regenerating back. I couldn’t stop myself. I wonder if I knew I was the woman he was looking for the whole time, I could’ve told him and we could’ve died together then….”

“And then after Yu almost killed me to go find the woman who turned out to be me, the order decided to turn me into another lab rat for the thirds. And then i got used by the noahs, turned into an akuma, almost killed Yu again, and then almost died from being an akuma and now here we are.” Alma finished up bitterly.

He probably rambled and revealed more then he ever should’ve but he’s just so angry about all this. Angry at the order, angry at the noahs. Just angry at everyone and everything. It wasn’t fair. What happened to him wasn’t okay. It wasn’t right. He felt blood dripping down his hand and realized he dug his nails too deeply into his palms as he talked. It would heal itself eventually anyways.

Perhaps there was something to be said about paying an ear to a rumor or two. Calera paused where she was. One hand gripped tight on the side of the desk while the rest of her slowly reclined back into her chair. An open audience for whatever tale the younger exorcist needed to tell. 

Only for her shoulders to tense. Eyes blown wide no matter how powerful her attempt at regaining whatever shred of composure she could was. A hot breath hitched in her throat - she knew him to likely be one of the seconds ( a term she knew little of other than what she saw in action ) but this …

“ A - Alma… ”

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"I guess so." Alma said with a bit of a sigh. "But most people tragedies don't end as being the order's lab rat twice and murdering almost 40 people after they go insane from innocence." Alma laughed rather bitterly at that.

"So if it hasn't already been pointed out, yes i am the 2nd that destroyed the lab and killed everyone in it. To be fair, the innocence did make me lose control but you know i'm not too remorseful of it. They never repented for what they did, turning us into lab rats, destroying our memories, putting us through excruciatingly painful tests just to see if the innocence would sync up with us again." Alma said bitterly. He probably shouldn't be saying all of this but he's bitter and angry and it's just all coming out.

"I told Yu they would never repent while we were alive. I tried dying, many times. My stupid body kept regenerating back. I couldn't stop myself. I wonder if I knew I was the woman he was looking for the whole time, I could've told him and we could've died together then...."

"And then after Yu almost killed me to go find the woman who turned out to be me, the order decided to turn me into another lab rat for the thirds. And then i got used by the noahs, turned into an akuma, almost killed Yu again, and then almost died from being an akuma and now here we are." Alma finished up bitterly.

He probably rambled and revealed more then he ever should've but he's just so angry about all this. Angry at the order, angry at the noahs. Just angry at everyone and everything. It wasn't fair. What happened to him wasn't okay. It wasn't right. He felt blood dripping down his hand and realized he dug his nails too deeply into his palms as he talked. It would heal itself eventually anyways.

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Alma sat down a bit nervously. “Would you still be friends with me even if you knew I did a lot of bad things in my past?”

He wasn’t sure why he was asking about this now but it had been nagging him for a bit now and he just needed to know now. Cal was his friend and wasn’t super afraid of him currently. He probably shouldn’t be risking it by even asking but….he wasn’t even sure at this point. Maybe it would be good for him and give him some reassurance….or maybe it would just give him one more reason to hate the order and everything they’ve done to him. He wouldn’t know unless he tried.

So the kid had a rough history, did he? A chuckle left her throat, papers all but abandoned as she smoothly slid her chair over to recline beside him. Amber flickering with the patient warmth of a mother - no, a friend waiting to hear just how far that rabbit hole of troubles for him fell. 

“ I’m sure I could handle it. After all, we all have our own tragedies here, do we not? ”

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Alma sat down a bit nervously. "Would you still be friends with me even if you knew I did a lot of bad things in my past?"

He wasn't sure why he was asking about this now but it had been nagging him for a bit now and he just needed to know now. Cal was his friend and wasn't super afraid of him currently. He probably shouldn't be risking it by even asking but....he wasn't even sure at this point. Maybe it would be good for him and give him some reassurance....or maybe it would just give him one more reason to hate the order and everything they've done to him. He wouldn't know unless he tried.

"Hey Cal, can i ask you about something?" ~mayolotus

unprompted || always accepting

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“ Of course! ”

Shoving aside a small pile of paperwork, she rested her back against the chair she had managed to take refuge in. The mission report could wait - at least for a while. 

“ What do you need to know, Alma? ”

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"Thanks Cal." Alma said softly as he watched her. He knew he shouldn't feel upset that Yu was gone a lot....he understood Yu went on a lot of missions but he felt like he was avoiding him. Avoiding being anywhere around there. He couldn't blame him though, Yu probably hated the order as much as he did based on everything that's happened to them in the past.

"I know it's not Yu's fault that he gets busy. Although part of me does think he keeps busy on purpose. Can't blame him though. But it doesn't make me feel any less lonely. Maybe it's because we've been friends since we were kids and we went through the same shit together as kids.....it's hard when it feels like he's the only one who'd truly understand everything and he's gone so often...." Alma rambled for a bit before it just hit him. He basically almost blurted out to her that he's a 2nd. It probably wouldn't take Cal too much work to make the connection now though.

Fear set in. He knows people know that Yu isn't the 2nd who went insane and killed everyone in the lab. If people knew he was the 2nd who did that.... people would be terrified of him. Even more so then they already are. He wasn't even sure if Cal would want to be friends with him still if she knew. He knew now how bad it was that he did all that. He felt some remorse but not much. He knew murder is not good....but he still felt they deserved it. He is not just some lab rat. He's still a person. People like that don't just realize it without a tragedy. Alma was just the one to provide it.

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Alma looked up at her shyly “You really think so?” He asked softly. He knew people weren’t comfortable around him. Whether it was the akuma markings, the tail, being a 2nd, or something else… he wasn’t quite sure. But he didn’t want people to be afraid of him. He was fine…mostly. Sure he still had an intense hatred for the order. It was hard not to after everything they’ve done to him. Taking him and turning him into a 2nd…and then treating him like guinea pig for their experiments afterwards….hard not to hate them. But his hatred for the noahs outweighed his hatred for the order, the only reason his innocence probably agreed with him still.

“I’m glad you at least like hanging around me. It’s been kinda lonely with Yu gone a lot….not a lot of people like hanging out with me. But I also don’t like being alone…” He felt his tail tuck in between his legs and looked down. He wasn’t sure how Cal would take it if she found out he was the 2nd who killed all those people….destroyed the lab….he was at least gonna enjoy his time with Cal while he could.

She moved from the feather light touch of her palm on his shoulder to move back to the food stuff at hand. Cutting the brined cucumber in much of the same fashion as the meat had been, an idle ear attuned to Alma’s chatter. Rumors hadn’t escaped her - not when rumors were the bread and butter of the work she was assigned to complete. Tales of what the markings could have meant, all worse than the last. Foolish stammerings when nothing could be proven but by Alma’s own hand or through a report she would not - could not lay her eyes on.

Would it even matter if she knew?

“ We all have our duties here. Kanda, well, any exorcist can get dragged off for a mission for whoever knows how long - it’s no fault of his when he gets a lot on his plate. Just do your best to enjoy the moments there are, it’s all anyone can do. ”

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"Thanks cal! If i knew you were getting me a gift i would've gotten you one too..." Alma said a bit shyly. To be honest, he had been looking for a gift for Cal but he hadn't found anything fitting for her so he hadn't finished getting something for her yet.

Alma opened her gift and saw it was a recipe book for recipes with mayo. "Is this a recipe book for mayo?!" Alma asked excitedly as his tail wagged like an excited puppy. He didn't know how to cook much but Cal had shown him once how to make something. And he was sure he could probably convince her or Jerry to help. He flipped through the book and noticed all the recipes with mayo. It was so exciting to think that he could make things with mayo and people would actually eat it.

"But why is there blank pages at the end?" He asked curiously.

🎁~mayolotus

Christmas Gifts || Accepting for the Holidays!

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“ There… I hope just twenty will do for now - finding direct uses for that stuff was a lot harder than I thought! ”

A hand-bound white booklet was gently laid in a simple wooden box. It had taken a while, discussing tales with Jeryy and side projects with others in the order left her with the beginnings of a simple booklet. A recipe book - all centered around using the condiment Alma seemed to love more than anything else. Perhaps in time he could find new ways to add more to the open pages, she left it unfinished for a reason after all!

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Alma looked up at her shyly "You really think so?" He asked softly. He knew people weren't comfortable around him. Whether it was the akuma markings, the tail, being a 2nd, or something else... he wasn't quite sure. But he didn't want people to be afraid of him. He was fine...mostly. Sure he still had an intense hatred for the order. It was hard not to after everything they've done to him. Taking him and turning him into a 2nd...and then treating him like guinea pig for their experiments afterwards....hard not to hate them. But his hatred for the noahs outweighed his hatred for the order, the only reason his innocence probably agreed with him still.

"I'm glad you at least like hanging around me. It's been kinda lonely with Yu gone a lot....not a lot of people like hanging out with me. But I also don't like being alone..." He felt his tail tuck in between his legs and looked down. He wasn't sure how Cal would take it if she found out he was the 2nd who killed all those people....destroyed the lab....he was at least gonna enjoy his time with Cal while he could.

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He felt his tail wag even more at being able to help. People don’t normally let him help. He wasn’t sure why….maybe it was the tail. Or the fact that he’s a second that freaked people out. Probably the tail more likely…it doesn’t seem like most people know that he’s a second.

“Alright. You could show me first.” Alma smiled as Cal put her hand on his to show him how to do it.

“Thanks for showing this to me Cal. Most people don’t spend the time to do this kind of thing with me. I think a lot of people might be afraid of me.” He said a bit defeatedly. He felt his tail go between his legs a bit defeatedly. It was kinda true…. but he was glad some people weren’t afraid of him. Like Cal didn’t seem to have a problem with him and it was great. Especially when Yu was busy, which had been often recently….

The knife made a satisfying click as it chopped through the meat. She only guided his hand for a few strokes, releasing her grip to let him work on his own once it seemed he had gotten a handle on the sort of cut she was searching for. Such fun it was, to be able to help guide and teach another. It brought a sense of pride she could hardly find elsewhere in this world. Listening to his commentary as she stood beside him, the tender grin on her lips only outmatched by the warmth in amber eyes. 

She reached behind herself to grab the jar of fresh pickles, placing it next to the cutting board with a gentle clink before reaching out to place her hand firmly on his back. Even if he had height on her, even with the whipping tail and marks that did little to soothe her catholic self - his actions screamed to her with the notions of a kid misjudged and mishandled. 

“ Exorcist or akuma, devil or angel, half of the lives here depend on keeping to themselves and not stirring up attention when someone more powerful rolls around. ” She moved her palm to go for a pat, feeling the heat of his shoulder beneath her feather-light touch. “ You’re a good kid, Alma. Don’t let the judgments of those who don’t know you ruin that. ”