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Actress Look Alike - நடிகர்கள் போலவே இருப்போர்கள் | Tamil | Telugu | Bollywood | Samantha | Trisha

Actress Look Alike – நடிகர்கள் போலவே இருப்போர்கள் | Tamil | Telugu | Bollywood | Samantha | Trisha

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[xxmrs-waynexx]

Gloss & Glasses: Chapter Two (1091 words)

Pairing: Clark Kent x reader

Warnings: none for this chapter

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The clack of your keyboard was drowned out by your playlist. You were so focused on finishing this personality quiz for your magazine that you hadn’t heard the knock on your office door. 

Figuring this was the case, Lois opened the door and spoke over your music, “(Y/N)! Hello!” 

With a quick look her way, you smiled and paused your music. This did not deter you from continuing your work, “Hey! Do you think people’s favorite cat breed says something about their personality? I wrote this whole article about Catwoman and what cat breed she is and-”

“Love it. I really do, but I need your help. Johnny got this picture of Superman and as someone who knows everyone, can you tell me if he looks familiar at all?” After shutting your door, she walked over to your incredibly messy yet, to you, incredibly organized desk and showed you the picture on her phone.

“Lois, I have no idea who he is. If I did, don’t you think I would’ve said something by now?” You didn’t even look at the picture. Your eyes were glued to your computer screen.

While yes, you and Lois were friends, she didn’t always take your work seriously. You couldn’t really blame her, though. She had a sense of adventure. The city and its problems called her name. You, on the other hand, were perfectly content attending galas, and parties, interviewing celebrities, and any scandals that popped up. She was very much “Let’s go see what that giant alien robot wants.”

She sighed, more groaned, “Will you please at least look?”

You took your hands off your keyboard and looked at her phone. You couldn’t help but laugh, “That’s literally every white guy in America. Handsome, sure, but come on. Do you expect anyone to identify him? Like seventy men could win a look-alike contest for that guy. Be so serious.”

Lois groaned and turned off her phone, “That’s exactly why this is difficult.”

“Why are you so obsessed with figuring out who he is? Him being the average guy is what makes him an inspiration. I mean, think about it. Anyone could be Superman. That’s what gives people hope,” you went right back to typing. “Besides, obsessing over heroes’ identity is such a Gotham move. You don’t wanna be like Gotham, ew.”

— In the lounge, you made your second coffee of the day. You were stirring in the creamer in your bejeweled cup when a familiar voice caught your attention.

“Hey,” Clark smiled that shy smile at you. It had been about a month since he started here and the two of you had become fast friends. In fact, the days he was out sick or out with Lois and Johnny were some of your most boring days. You always looked forward to talking to him.

“Clark!” you turned quickly, knocking over your cup which did not have a lid on it just yet.

With a speed you couldn’t quite comprehend, he managed to save it before anything spilled. He chuckled awkwardly, adjusting his glasses and giving you another crooked smile, “Uh… be careful.”

“Heh… thanks…” you gasped out a laugh. “You’re so fast.”

“Uh, yeah,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “Helped my pa out on the farm so… I guess that’s why?” he seemed like he wasn’t quite convinced himself. 

You smiled at him and shook your head. Giggling, you asked, “How do you take your coffee? I’ll make you some for saving my life.”

“Saving your life? I’ve never-” he spoke so quickly, you thought he might beat Trisha Paytas at her speedreading. 

“My coffee,” you corrected. “I meant the coffee, ‘cause you… saved my coffee.”

“Right, sorry. Uh, just make me whatever you’ve got and I’ll drink it,” he smiled. He always seemed to be smiling. So were you every time you saw him. 

“Caramel latte?” 

With slight hesitation, he nodded, “Yes?”

“Order for Clark coming right up,” you winked, screwing on the lid to your cup before starting on his. He didn’t bring his own cup so you resorted to the cheap paper ones the lounge provided. 

He sat at the table closest to the counter you were at, positioning himself sideways on the chair to face you. “So, what are you working on today?”

You chuckled softly, waiting for the water to heat up in the coffeemaker, “Oh it’s nothing serious.”

“I wanna hear about it anyway,” Clark leaned into the back of the chair. 

You faced him, darting your eyes across his frame before looking back into his eyes, “Um- Okay!” you were more than happy to tell anyone about your work, though no one in this office building seemed to care. Clark always cared, though. That was something you were going to have to get used to. “I finished my Catwoman article and now I’m trying to come up with a bunch of questions and how they’ll relate to cat breeds. Sounds kind of dumb but-”

“That’s not dumb. That sounds fun. I personally like Maine Coons. What does that say about me?” he crossed his arms and by god, you could see the shirt struggling not to rip on his massive arms- have they always been so big?

You admired him for no more than a second before you came to your senses. The water had heated up and you focused back on his coffee to hide your blush. “It means you’re a really kind person and you’re a bit of a gentle giant.”

“Sounds about right,” he laughed softly. “I’ll take your quiz when you’re done if you want.”

You almost verbally squeaked as you poured in the flavoring and creamer. “You really don’t have to, Clark.”

“I know, but I want to,” he assured you.

—

After you finished your quiz, you clapped your hands together, “Perfect- no, purrfect.” you laughed at your own joke before realizing how dumb that sounded. 

When you opened your office door, you were expecting to see Clark sitting at his desk which was positioned right outside your door. However, you were met with an empty seat. He wasn’t supposed to go home yet. You frowned and shifted your gaze to Lois’ desk next to his. When you realized she was gone too, you sighed. The two of them seemed to do stories together more and more often. They worked well together.

You then went to put everything back in your purse. Knocking on your dad’s doorframe you smiled softly, “I’m headed home for the day.”

[shut-up-rabert]

I want to shout this BAD.

Indian. Serials. Or Soap-Dramas. Are. Not. That. Bad.

I mean- I saw people arguing how being a Nagin makes no sense and I was like- so being turned into a shapeshifter vampire with bloody fangs makes sense? Hypocrisy smh.

I can name quite a few Indian shows (the Tv ones, Web series are already appreciated) that actually are amazing! They just fall short when creators choose quantity over quality.

Of course, classics like Sarabhai vs Sarabhai, Office Office, Byomkesh Bakshi, Malgudi days, Mahabharata and Ramayana get the praise they truly deserve! But here some relatively modern shows that get looked over due to same old Saas-Bahu genre.

Yeh unn dino ki baat hai (90s romantic drama), Har yug mein aayega ek arjun (my favourite criminal thriller), Adaalat (law-crime thriller), Beyhadh (the first season is one the best psychic-romance thrills ever), Ek Hasina thi (romantic thriller + also contains Vatshal Sheth from Tarzan the wonder car and is- chef's kiss).

Also can I say Naagin 1, no matter how much everyone bashes it today, was actually a dhasu show?

Honestly, I can add quite a few to the mix myself. Saraswatichandra? Best Romance I’ve seen till date. Ishqbaaz? Laughing out loud since episode 2. Qubool hai? The one time I like Karan Singh Grover. Laut Aao Trisha. Saubhagyavati Bhava. Bepanah. Starplus Mahabharat. Madhubala. On and on and on. Heck, even Anupama wouldn’t be so bad if it stuck to the plot and not for duniya bhar ka drama. But that’s exactly where the problem arises. All these serials start very VERY promising. They deliver well at the beginning aswell. The starting is what gets you hooked, you hope for something entertaining and they seem rather fit for that role. Sure, the overdramatism is there, but this is India, we can digest that much dhum tananananananana tere na tere na tin.

Things start going south when shows start pulling TRP. All the money hungry producers think that “hmmmm, this looks nice, I can milk it. What can possibly go wrong?” Hint: possibly everything can go wrong.

Lets look at Ishqbaaz for example. Three brother, three different perceptions of love, three distinct love stories. A shining new concept with four rather attractive leads to have the young adult population flocking, isn’t it?

It starts really great aswell. The first few episodes stick to the point very well, excessive delay like 3-4 days for like one person to turn around and shit aren’t there. It’s funny, it’s cute, it shows character arcs brilliantly. You’d expect the main leads to all fall in love, learn something and the show to end , right?

Wrong. It starts going off hinges really fast as soon as Starplus realises that the money making cow should stay. The main lead is suddenly super toxic. Shit like ghar ke bahu bete suddenly staging Agatha Christie level conspiracies and having the same intellect as Batman on shrooms becomes the norm. Drama like chhat se girkar yadaasht chale jaana, sautan ka plan samjhna, aur end m pta chlna ki bhencho sab kiya dhara heroine ki saas ka tha. Yep.

I stopped watching here but the thing is there was a look alike adla badli arc after this, so you can see how bad it went.

Next I watched, Saraswatichandra. I kid you not, it had the BEST setting one could ask for. A emotionally stinted guy coming all the way from Dubai to reject this girl, staying in her house. When everyone thinks they are getting married but they resent each other and secretly start falling in love, no? What more can one ask for? They admit their love and do actually get married while none in the families is wiser.

BUT, they had to add faltu ka natak, so add faltugiri they did. Bina baat ka action, stereotypical portrayal, heroine ki kahi aur shaadi, waha se uska talak, heroine ki sister falling in love with hero, whole family conspiring, kidnapping, yada yada yada, y’all get the jist.

The thing is, this wouldn’t be as bad if the characters still acted wisely in the bizzare situations. Or if the situations made sense. Who THE FUCK breaks their engagement a day before the wedding because they got disowned by their dad? Why did he immediately forget that he’s still entitled to his mother’s stuff? Akal kaha hai teri madarchod?

Producers butcher good storylines for paisa. People with no motivation are trying to kill bahu because they are bad. Police is not doing its job, not because its corrupt but because saas bahu ko khud detective khelna hai. Family drama mein randomly kahi se bhi chudail aa jaati hai even if the show not fantasy based. Vamp mast 16 khoon kar deti hai but still is legally allowed in the house. (Konsa law hai ye bc?) Why is everyone so out of character suddenly? WHY IS EVERYONE STUPID?

So, here’s the issue with indian serials: they don’t stick to the story, nor do they develope the story according to the characters, instead they alter the characters, premise and genre of the soap according to whatever story they think will fetch more views. This makes the whole thing bizzare.

Of course, some norms are always relaxed in dramas and a lot more in fantasy/supernatural dramas, but there’s a limit to how much there should be based on characters/ premise of what you offered in the first place.

Bhabhiji and Happu work as well as they do despite overlooking all the points I mentioned because they refresh their storyline every week and aren’t a continous saga, plus they never took themselves seriously as and always promised to be whacky. This is not true for Ganga, Saath nibhana saathiya, Sasural Simar ka, Kumkum bhagya etc., Prachi suffering by the hands of her stepsister cum co-wife even though she can easily turn the tables by making a police report for bigamy becomes frustrating to witness at one point.

Didi ye kya bakwaas likha hai, seedhey bolo na: Indian serials are indeed good and full of potential, but the producers and writers refuse to see that potential and make us flock to other dramas by diminishing our energies.

[just-an-enby-lemon]

American things that I hate (I promisse I love my american moots and you guys have some cool things, like DC and smores):

- That they use the terms America and american to define themselfs when it's actually the name of the whole continent.

- Their metric system. Specially MILES. I hate miles (and foot and inches). I'm not gonna walk 500 miles, I'm gonna walk aproximadely 804 killometers like a normal person.

- That they gave the rest of the world amazing things like: wars over petrol, the south americas dicatorships, the silicon vallew culture, televangelits and the alt-right.

- Kanye West, Chris Pratt and similar celebrities.

- Trisha Paytas. She deserves a place just for her.

- Chihuahuas. They are stronger than they look and they scare the shit out of me and then as if it wasn't enough people will often laugh over the fact I'm terrifield of a chihuahua.

- That you guys don't have universal health care. Just the fact that when someone gets in an accident or passes out or is hurt after trying to kill themselfs or someone finds an injuried or disoriented person on the streets they teach you to call the police as a first response because the person may not have money for an ambulance is wild for me and probably took lifes. Brazil's universal healthcare is not the best (mostly because of corruption and bad use of public money) but it's centuries better.

- That your entertament industry causes problem to strugglying writers, actors and other artists to find a ground because their native country preffers to import american things. Is not only fault of the U.S propaganda so I don't hate it that much in relation to the U.S.

- Hamilton. The songs are good. But I think it's overrated. Also I genuinally don't get the obcession with the founding fathers, maybe is because my country nacionalism is based on hating most of our historical "heros" and villans alike and not knowing the ones who were genuine heros.

- Mount Hushmore. Stupid fucking rock. People could have sculpted anything but they choose a bunch of probably racist old man and one day when the alliens find that they will at first think all humans religiosly pray to the big rock heads. Also wasn't it sacret native american grounds?

- American Football. Firstly you aren't even using your foot. Second that ball is weird as hell. Thridly why? Fourth head injuries everywhere.

- Baseball. Okay I don't hate it I just don't get it.

(On the other hand Basketball is great and American Basketball is perfection. I love the NBA)

- All Adam Sandler movies. All of them. Yes, even that one.

- Jim Carrey.

- Donald Trump and Trumpism (or the thing that elected Bolsonaro)

- American poems (JK, I actually love American poetry as much as brazilian poetry and just wanted to say one nice thing about america after hating on a whole country soo much)

[starlightcleric]

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here have three!

I'm going to answer for three different of my Warriors of Light!

Belle Charbonneau

"Hearts in Armor" - Trisha Yearwood

One more day my heart's in armor Though I did not see it then I would finish what you started If I had that chance again

This song is representing her relationship with Haurchefant, the "might have beens" that never got resolved.

Tess Chamomile

"Is there Life Out There" - Reba McEntire

There's a place in the sun that she's never been Where life is fair and time is a friend Would she do it the same as she did back then? Oh, she looks out her window, and she wonders again

I don't know how much I've talked about Tess's backstory considering I don't write fic for her, but she's an Old Sharlayan native who married into an unhappy marriage young due to pressure from her aunt. Eventually she hits a breaking point and destroys the relationship and travels by herself off to Eorzea!

Kikyo Chosai

"Shut Up & Kiss Me" - Orianthi

You're too loud, I'm so hyper On paper we're a disaster And I'm driving you crazy It's my little game I push you and you push back Two opposites so alike that Everyday is a roller coaster Well I'm a bump you'll never get over

This lives on Kikyo's playlist as a Kikyo(Azem)/Emet-Selch song, and in fact "On paper we're a disaster" was a consideration for the title to her longfic (that is languishing in writing hell).

[queenofcringe]

Trisha Paytas is rumored to play Edward Elric in the English adaption of Fullmetal Alchemist.

[angeloncewas]

how has kacey not burned all her bridges with mcyters/other streamers by this point. i dont know how minx (who seems to like and respect dream) could stay friends with her after the shit shes done today.

I don't say this to talk badly about Minx - because I have no strong opinions and don't keep up with her enough to judge, plus it's not even close to just a her-issue - but when you start looking into "influencer culture" (even ones who don't really act like "influencers" - aren't out in LA partying or anything) you start to see the way they prop each other up regardless of how abhorrent they are. Keemstar has had supporters since the start of his career and always will, despite the laundry list of public offenses that are almost comically bad. Trisha Paytas has been racist and homophobic and ableist and so on and so on but when Frenemies happened everyone - fans and creators alike - was more than ready to welcome her back in with open arms. Hell, we just saw this happen with CMC and he was like two hairs away from getting convicted of a felony.

Once you're in, it seems like there's almost always a way to stay in. And as much as that makes me hate the entire streamer-world (sorry), it also means that I wouldn't be surprised if Kacey is fine and dandy for a long time. Who knows - maybe they keep the bridge steady because she's actually a lovely woman who bakes them all lemon squares when she's not trying to body-slam kids on Twitter for some semblance of the attention she so desperately craves, but I'm not here to speculate on peoples' personal lives, so.

[jeffchats]

Live Recap.

- Doesn’t really get into the situation about Cody, points out he has a mental illness so what did Ethan expect when he made jokes about him.

- Won’t be going on H3 because Jeff doesn’t think their comedy/sense of humor meshes well. Jeff says he likes some of the crew though.

- Says it’s hard for him to get serious or emotional because he uses jokes to cope.

- He is spending time healing and relaxing this week, going to Las Vegas this weekend for a fight without the posse. Vince and Jeff are cool. Seban is going with him to Vegas.

- Doesn’t want to get into David things because of emotions and friends that are involved. He received messages from people he talks to and says they want to stay out of it which he understands. A lot of the chat is asking about the drama but he doesn’t want to get into it and put focus on that.

- He is willing to lose weight to fight David.

- He is hesitant to talk because a lot of rats in the live that are ripping the lives.

- Mom called to talk about how much she loves Mariah.

- He’s trying to get Tana on the podcast.

- Nerf is good, Oscar makes a brief appearance. Kyle and Ryan are on there. (I really enjoy Ryan, lol.) Ryan moved back to LA. Ryan needs to work off the ATV he messed up in Utah and cost Jeff $4,000. He’s working for Jeff apparently to pay it off, lol. Jeff wants to make it clear Ryan didn’t replace Steven (Steven is considered talent, Ryan will be cleaning after dog, cleaning toilets, and organizing Jeff’s writing, he’s getting paid to hang out with Jeff).

- Oscar has Botox lmao. Nev is older than Jeff. Someone said no more 20 year olds HAHAH.

- Nerf is Jeff’s ashtray (Euphoria analogy.)

- He wants Kyle to get a beard and six pack, lol. Ryan thinks Kyle is Rue. Jeff gets annoyed (jokingly I think) and tells Ryan to use the filter to figure out what Euphoria character he is, lol. Jeff got Casey. Oscar got Nate.

- Cody won’t be brought on lives or emotional stuff.

- Someone asks if there will be black guest on the pod and he says yeah but he doesn’t think it’s necessary to separate and do it that way. He wants KSI, 50 cent, Kanye, Joe joe but he has sickle cell so he’s in and out in the hospital,

- Everyone on his team owes Jeff money. Kyle got an exotic animal, lol.

- He hopes to pass on generational wealth to his kids and genetically he has good vision.

- Hardest chapter in his life is being in an LA jail cause it sucked.

- Most embarrassing moment with a girl is the first time a girl told him she liked him and he said but I have a giant head. Ryan almost shit his pants with his ex-girlfriend in the car.

- He hasn’t slid in DMs in years according to but he prefers his DM’s get slid into.

- Favorite member of the gang is Cody cause he’s a wildcard and he doesn’t give a fuck. When H3 was like do I need to file a police report and Jeff said let me text Cody but Jeff stops because he can’t put it in or say anything cause of the rats even though he seems like he wants to.

- He doesn’t sleep with socks on and Kyle says his room is hot in there.

- They’re working on a future documentary now that may have uncut footage but it’s in the works.

- Talked about making a burner Patreon

- Crewnecks are not in production yet and Jeff wears the sample ones they got.

- Jeff has his week pretty much planned out but he’s been at the doctors a lot this week.

- He says Kanye is cringe because he got a Kim K look alike. He does the uncut gems thing, lmao.

- Jeff said they’ll go to family Europe trip when the war settles down (he’s referring to Ukraine). I’m praying for Ukraine 🙏!

- Talks about draft requirements. Talks about going to shooting range.

- Sal has his jaw wired shut but he’s out of hospital and they plan to visit him soon.

- Jeff doesn’t have a big head and it’s normal sized. He didn’t know as a kid because his siblings made fun of him, lol.

- Says mullet is a part of him now.

- Sends congrats to Trisha about her baby and pregnancy.

- Lots going up after the live according to Kyle. It’s been a tough month with surgery and beefs going on. There’s more stuff coming up in March. The lives are his favorite thing to do.

- Lives aren’t going to be ruined forever.

- Jeff tells Kyle not to read everything out loud cause he’ll end up on ENews (Kyle reads something about Trisha squirting??)

- Jeff loves the support despite the couple of rats so they were careful this time around but they’ll go back to regular programming.

- Next vlog has some juicy stuff.

- Reads a mention about some rumor and clarifies that Jeff told Ethan he won’t be going on. “Ethan made fun of a guy with a disability and that’s what happens and I know can’t control everyone. I’m surprised no one has done that to him before because he talks about a lot of people.”

- Wants to people to send in video suggestions for podcast. 

- No more fake dating with Tana lol

- Jeff says Converse and Vans are the same realm to him or the same thing to him. He prefers Nikes.

- Someone asks about if they should let people know they got a hair transplant and he says it depends. He says there’s two options he caan lie about it and cover it up or talk about and potentially help people (what Zane did with his hair and what he did with his eye journey).

- Says they’ll probably be back in a week for another live. He loves all of us.

Side note: Oscar looks nice with his hair shorter LMAO

[they-callme-ami]

Okay, so I know everyone and their mom sees the parallels in how Ed and Hohenheim look exactly alike at the same age

But it took me a long time to realize how much Alphonse and Trisha look alike too.

And I think it's interesting, because most of the focus is shifted onto Hohenheim and Edward being similar and what not, while Alphonse has shared an almost closer relationship to Trisha and acts much more similar to her than Edward.

[tabloidtoc]

OK, December 21

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Queen Elizabeth cancels Christmas

Page 1: Big Pic -- David Beckham in an ad for Haig Club 

Page 2: Contents 

Page 4: Bella and Olivia Jade Giannulli -- life on their own -- find out what Lori Loughlin and Mossimo Giannulli’s daughters have been up to while their famous parents sweat it out in prison -- Bella has been so stressed out and felt she deserved a trip with her buds so she went to a luxury resort in Santa Barbara over Thanksgiving weekend 

Page 6: It’s been a little over a year since Felicity Huffman was released from prison after serving her time for role in the college admissions scandal but she is finally starting to get her life and career back on track -- initially she was nervous about working again given the controversy and everything that went down and she seriously wondered if there would be anything out there for her material-wise but she shouldn’t have worried as she landed a part in an upcoming pilot in which she’ll play a recently widowed owner of a Triple-A baseball team and she’s really excited about the show 

Page 7: Kristin Cavallari is fed up with Carrie Underwood’s meddling in her divorce from Jay Cutler -- after Kristin called time on her seven-year marriage Carrie and her husband Mike Fisher who used to be Nashville couple-friends to both Kristin and Jay have taken Jay’s side and since then there’s been some snide stuff said that’s made it clear how Carrie really fills about Kristin -- while Jay spent Thanksgiving with Carrie and Mike, Kristin filmed a wine-fueled Instagram Live and Carrie finds this type of thirsty behavior on social media incredibly lame and she’s saying it’s obvious Kristin cares more about upping her profile than making any type of family peace 

* After nearly 60 years in showbiz Cher has a different aspirations -- since traveling to Pakistan to help a mistreated elephant from a local zoo be relocated to an animal sanctuary she’s saying this is her new mission to help endangered species in third world countries and campaign for other good eco causes -- Cher spends much of her time cooped up and bored in her Malibu mansion and her trip made her realize there’s a world out there that needs her help 

* Mark Harmon of NCIS is all work and no play these days and nearly two decades in the same TV gig as Leroy Gibbs has only made things worse as the responsibilities of the show seem to wear heavier on Mark by the year and even on a break you can’t get him to crack a smile or tell a joke; he’d rather go lie down in his trailer -- off set Mark and his wife of 33 years Pam Dawber get along because they’re such homebodies and Mark can usually be found working on his cars in the garage or relaxing in the yard and he cherishes his quiet time but people have stopped inviting him out because he’s known as Mr. Boring 

Page 8: Dolly Parton is spreading Christmas cheer far and wide with a new TV special and album and Netflix movie but at her home in Tennessee the holiday spirit is decidedly lacking because Dolly is forgoing her favorite 40-year-running traditions which are filling her house with trees and driving her nieces and nephews and their kids around her farm in golf carts dressed as Santa and handing out presents because of her concern for her husband Carl Dean who has Alzheimer’s disease and he’s in a high-risk group for coronavirus so she’s restricted the property to just them and two staff members -- it breaks Dolly’s heart to have to cancel her big annual celebration and she’s still decorated her home to the nines but it’s a lonely feeling knowing the family won’t be there to see it 

* Prince William and Duchess Kate Middleton are proving themselves to be perfectly postmodern parents by raising their kids Prince George and Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis with firm rules for TV and electronic use -- Kate who recently revealed she’s fielded her share of temper tantrums actively attempts to stave off meltdowns with a strict rewards chart and the kids have to earn screen time -- Kate prefers to keep them busy with activities like board games and hikes and baking which the children enjoy anyway

* After spending the last several years living a relatively low-key life in his native England Russell Brand is desperate to have a bigger presence in Hollywood but his wife Laura insists he stay put -- Russell’s craving SoCal living and the copious acting jobs and event invites that came with it but Laura prefers their British life outside the spotlight with their young daughters -- while some work has come to him in England like the upcoming Death on the Nile if he had his way he’d make a more aggressive career push in L.A. 

Page 10: Red Hot on the Red Carpet -- stars stand out in festive green dresses -- Carly Pearce, Angela Bassett, Zendaya 

Page 11: Jodie Comer, Adriana Lima 

Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Melissa Gorga vs. Jennifer Lahmers, Abigail Spencer vs. Hailey Bieber in Max Mara, Olivia Culpo vs. Aurora Culpo 

Page 14: News in Photos -- Brooke Burke with Christmas ornaments that will be auctioned by non-profit Operation Smile 

Page 16: Audrina Patridge brought along her daughter Kirra’s favorite toys for a picnic in Beverly Hills, Padma Lakshmi visits The Vitamin Shoppe in NYC, Brandy at the BET Soul Train Awards 

Page 17: Kelly Rutherford felt the love from her dogs in L.A., Shawn Mendes out for a walk in Miami 

Page 21: Robin Wright and husband Clement Giraudet held hands while riding their bikes in L.A., long-time friends Gabrielle Union and Snoop Dogg unpacked ingredients delivered by Shipt 

Page 22: Josh Duhamel on The Ellen DeGeneres Show, Karlie Kloss on her new Adidas collection 

Page 24: Vanessa Hudgens snuggled up to her beloved pup Darla while at the park in L.A., Jay-Z taking a walk around the island in Hawaii 

Page 25: Kimora Lee Simmons and her children handed out food to residents of a housing complex, Prince Jackson safely helped a community church distribute food to those in need 

Page 26: Inside My Home -- Ariel Winter’s stylish setup 

Page 28: Like most Garth Brooks and wife Trisha Yearwood have had a challenging 2020 but their 15-year marriage was put to the test this past summer when the country superstars’ daughter Allie tested positive for Covid-19 -- they were worried sick and had to go into quarantine themselves and not being able to hold Allie’s hand was terrible for both of them but fortunately Allie’s case was mild and Garth and Trisha’s tests came back negative 

Page 30: Kylie Jenner and Travis Scott who have amicably coparented their daughter Stormi since their split last year and recently spent Thanksgiving together as a family are drawing up plans to have another baby together in 2021 because both of them want to give Stormi a sibling ASAP and neither can imagine going through this process with anyone else -- the exes are figuring out a contract to specify their family plans that will protect Kylie’s money and outline coparenting terms more formally and give them each an agreeable share of custody if things don’t stay as rosy down the line

* They’ve costarred in five films and have proclaimed they’re each other’s work wives and are finally single at the same time so pals of Jennifer Aniston and Jason Sudeikis are urging the longtime friends to give it a go romantically especially now that Jason has split from Olivia Wilde -- Jennifer always says Jason makes her laugh the way no one else can -- while Jason’s primarily focusing on coparenting his kids he’s long harbored warm and fuzzy feelings toward Jen and he would love to ask her out but the only thing holding him back is the potential to ruin their solid friendship

* Love Bites -- Johnny Galecki and Alaina Meyer split, Rihanna and A$AP Rocky dating, Jonathan Bennett and Jaymes Vaughan engaged 

Page 31: Matthew Perry’s loved ones are worried the Friends star has made a rash call by suddenly getting engaged to literary manager Molly Hurwitz -- the on-off two-year romance between Matthew and Molly has been dysfunctional from the get-go and Matthew’s way more into this than Molly who seems to love him more like a brother

* A rough year for Prince Harry and Meghan Markle including inter-family strife and a move across the pond and a devastating miscarriage has only strengthened their bond -- after Meghan revealed she and Harry had miscarried in July the two were quite overwhelmed by the outpouring of compassion and the response not only validated their decision to go public a thousand times over but it also helped them grow even closer -- they’re determined to put this behind them and try for another baby at the earliest opportunity but more than anything else it’s really underlined how they belong together as soulmates 

Page 32: Cover Story -- Queen Elizabeth’s holiday shake-up -- inside the monarch’s heartbreaking decision to call off the family’s annual Christmas celebration -- the queen will celebrate the holidays at Windsor Castle in Berkshire for the first time in more than three decades -- while the queen is upset not to have the company of the younger royals this year she has to think about her and Prince Philip’s health 

Page 36: Katie Holmes’ season of joy -- how Katie is spending the holidays with her new love Emilio Vitolo Jr. 

Page 38: Mistaken Identity -- with these celeb look-alikes it’s deja vu all over again -- Carrie Underwood and Reese Witherspoon, Daniel Radcliffe and Elijah Wood 

Page 39: Mark Wahlberg and Matt Damon, Amy Adams and Isla Fisher, Lucy Hale and Selena Gomez 

Page 40: Interview -- Tommy Lee’s new beat -- the veteran rock star opens up about his latest solo album and his new fan base 

Page 42: Gal Power -- how Wonder Woman actress Gal Gadot gets into superhero shape 

Page 43: Fight Club -- these buttkicking superheroines pushed themselves to new limits -- Brie Larson, Scarlett Johansson, Danai Gurira 

Page 46: Style -- Zendaya for Lancome’s new mascara 

Page 48: Sleek activewear from celeb-loved label Gigi C Bikinis makes it easy to look like a star when you work out 

Page 49: 5 minutes with Adrienne Bailon 

Page 54: Entertainment 

Page 58: Buzz -- Disney Holiday Singalong featuring Ryan Seacrest, Katy Perry, Pink and daughter Willow, Ciara and her kids Future and Sienna 

Page 60: Sound Bites -- Nelly on feeling disappointed with placing third on Dancing With the Stars, Kaley Cuoco on husband Karl Cook’s social media presence, Megan Fox on first meeting boyfriend Machine Gun Kelly 

Page 61: Paul McCartney on why he doesn’t like taking pictures with fans, Cardi B joking about how her 2-year-old crashed her selfie video 

Page 62: Horoscope -- Sagittarius Vanessa Hudgens turned 32 on December 14 

Page 64: By the Numbers -- Dan Levy 

[worryinglyinnocent]

Fic: Forged Through Fire (8/13)

Summary: Amestris. Once democratic, now a military dictatorship. Prohibition is strict; personal freedoms curtailed. All alchemists must be state-licensed or face imprisonment. Foreigners are met with suspicion. It’s a grim place and a grim time, but there are some people able to bring a little light to the world. Behind an innocent-looking bookshop, speakeasy proprietor Chris Mustang has formed an unlikely alliance with unlicensed alchemist Van Hohenheim to provide alcohol to those who want it and medical care to those who need it. When Riza’s newly complete tattoo becomes infected, Roy brings her into this underworld, little knowing the way it will change their lives in the future – uncovering the secrets of the mythical Philosopher’s Stone and the schemes of a Fuhrer hell-bent on achieving immortality, all whilst navigating what they mean to each other.

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Rated: T

[One] [Two] [Three] [Four] [Five] [Six] [Seven] [AO3]

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Forged Through Fire

Eight

Trisha could tell something wasn’t right just a split second before Van’s hold on her hand tightened. She glanced across at him; he was still looking straight ahead but his shoulders were set and tense.

“Secret police?” she hissed. 

“Yes.”

Van had something of a sixth sense when it came to spotting the secret police. He’d been avoiding the authorities ever since he’d first come to Amestris and that avoidance had only increased in scope after the current regime had come to power. 

“How many?”

“Two behind, one dead ahead.”

Trisha looked at the man all in white coming towards them. As dapper as he looked, he was walking just a little too quickly to be casual, and he wasn’t going to waver from his course. Definitely secret police. Why did Amestris even need a secret police force? There were military police on practically every street corner.

“Trisha, take the next corner and double back to the bar, I’ll meet you there.”

“Van…”

“It’s me they want, and I’ve got a better chance of holding them off.”

She could feel the alchemy beginning to spark on his fingertips, and she squeezed his hand tightly. 

“Be careful.”

They’d had to avoid both the regular and the secret police many times over the last few years, but this was their closest call yet. It was a game of cat and mouse, whether they would reach the alley that was Trisha’s exit point before the man in white did. Trisha’s heart was beating painfully in her mouth. It was down to the wire.

Van shoved her down the alley as they got to it, and Trisha forced herself not to run or to look back as she heard footsteps stop and the man in white begin to speak. 

“Mr Hohenheim, I believe. That was quite the performance in the park the other day. I know several people who would love to hear about it.”

She didn’t hear Van’s response, but she heard the snap of his alchemy and the creak of the ground reshaping itself beneath her feet. 

Then there was a massive bang: explosive alchemy at its finest. It threw her off her balance and she couldn’t help but look behind her. The man in white was brushing dust off his coat, rubble settling all around. Van was on his knees, winded; one of the others who had been following them had taken advantage of the confusion to punch him in the stomach. 

“I thought you were a healer, not a fighter, Mr Hohenheim.”

The ground was creaking again, red sparks flying off Van’s fingers even as the other secret police held his arms behind his back to cuff him. The man in white looked startled, and instead of a witty comeback, he just nodded to his associates. 

“Bag him.”

The ground started to shake and rumble again, but it was too late. A car had screeched to a stop beside them, and two more secret police had got out, wrestling a black bag over Van’s head. Trisha could smell the chloroform. 

“Van!” She pressed her hands over her mouth, but the damage was done and the man in white was coming towards her as Van was bundled into the back of the car. 

Trisha ran. She knew all the back alleys of Central City like the back of her hand, and she hoped she’d be able to lose her pursuer in the murky, dark streets. She and Van always had an escape route, no matter where they were. She stumbled, one shoe flying off into the shadows. She left it, yanking the other one off and continuing to run. She could hear the man in white’s pounding footsteps behind her, but it didn’t sound like he was gaining. Hopefully, she had the advantage of familiar territory. 

She knew that she was coming up on the Narrows, a series of tight turns and doglegs, the slum buildings packed in so tightly that not even the strong full moonlight could force its way down. If she was going to lose him, here would be best. 

Trisha turned at the entrance to the alley labyrinth and lobbed her shoe at the man in white, scoring a direct hit in his face. He swore and staggered back, but she was already off again, weaving in and out until the only sound she could hear was her own panting. It was a long route to double back to the bar safely, but as much as she wanted to get there and get help as soon as possible, she forced herself to stick to the path. 

At last she came to the back door, marked with a faint symbol showing it as a safe haven for drinkers and alchemists alike, and she started pounding. Even if everyone else had gone home, surely Riza would still be there.

“Please!” She felt her skin split and bleed, but she kept on hammering. “Please let me in!”

She stumbled forward as the door opened, falling into Chris’s arms. 

“Trisha? What’s going on?”

“They’ve got Hohenheim!”

She heard Roy swear and saw Hughes pull him back from rushing straight out of the door, which Chris closed and bolted behind her. It seemed like the entirety of Roy’s group was crowded into the corridor, but they dutifully hurried back into the bar as Riza helped Trisha stumble along. Her legs were on the verge of turning into jelly and her lungs felt like they were on fire. Riza settled her in a chair, and then there was a large glass of brandy in her hands. 

“Ok, Trisha, tell it from the top,” Chris said. ��And where are your shoes?”

“We got jumped by the secret police. Van probably could have held his own if one of them wasn’t an explosives alchemist. They black-bagged him. The alchemist – at least I think it was the alchemist – tried to follow me but I decked him with a shoe and lost him in the Narrows.”

“We’ve got to get him out.” Roy was pacing up and down with such ferocious purpose Trisha thought he’d wear a hole in the floor. “Secret police headquarters are in the basement under Central Command, not that they like us to know that.”

“Roy, you are not launching a one-man assault on Central Command!” Chris snapped.

“It’s not one-man!” The chorus of all the rest of the group was heartening, but Trisha shook her head. 

“No, he’s got no Amestrian papers, remember? They won’t take him for due process at headquarters with unlicensed array-less alchemy and no paperwork.”

Falman winced. “Yeah, he’s heading straight for the void.”

Hughes smacked him upside the head. “Very helpful, Falman.”

“Which makes it even more imperative that we get him out right now.” Roy was heading towards the door again, and Trisha yelled out.

“I’m not worried about him ending up in the void!”

Silence fell, and everyone looked at her. The void was the secret police firing squad yard. No one knew exactly where it was, and it was generally accepted as the worst possible fate you could find in Amestris. 

“I’m not worried about him potentially being shot! I’m more worried about what happens when they shoot him and he doesn’t die!”

X

“I’m going to ask you again. Where are you from?”

The man in white did not look anywhere near as threatening with a broken nose and blood splattered over his once-pristine suit, and Hohenheim recognised Trisha’s handiwork. She’d always had a good throwing arm. 

The interrogation room that he’d come round in seemed to be pretty standard, not that he’d made a habit of frequenting them in the past. He looked down at his hands, cuffed into standard alchemist wooden stocks which were chained to the table. 

Ordinarily that wouldn’t be enough to stop him, but the chloroform was still making him woozy, and he knew he wouldn’t have enough control not to bring whatever building he was in down on top of him. There was also the fact that whilst the man in white did not look as threatening now, he was still an alchemist and an explosive one to boot, which made the playing field far different to if he’d just been dealing with standard secret police officers. 

Also, whilst he did not look as threatening with a bloody nose, being hit in the face with a shoe hadn’t done anything for his temper. 

“I told you,” Hohenheim said levelly. “I’m not from anywhere.”

The man in white leaned in close to his face.

“You’ll make things a lot easier for yourself if you co-operate, Mr Hohenheim.”

Hohenheim raised an eyebrow. 

“I fail to see how that can possibly be true. You’re going to execute me whether I co-operate or not, so I’ll continue being unco-operative until that happens.”

He was expecting the slap, but it still stung, and he sighed, feeling the crackle of innate alchemy healing the bruise before it bloomed. 

“You can keep doing that as much as you like but it’s really not going to make any difference, I assure you.”

The man in white sneered. “You’ve got a mouth on you for someone who’s wanted for three offences that carry the death penalty. But don’t worry, your little lady friend will be joining you in the yard once we track her down. Aiding and abetting a fugitive and all that.”

Hohenheim felt the sparks crackle over his fingertips, and he willed himself to keep his composure. The longer he could keep the man in white talking, then the more time passed before he went after Trisha. 

The man in white scoffed. “Not so smart now, are you?”

“Thank you, Major Kimblee. I’ll take it from here.”

The man in white looked up as the new voice entered the room, and he nodded deferentially, leaving without another word.

Hohenheim recognised the voice. Everyone in Amestris would have recognised the voice, they heard it making patriotic speeches over the radio often enough. He wasn’t even all that surprised that Fuhrer Bradley had come to question him in person, although he knew that was hardly an honour afforded to any normal rogue alchemist. Hohenheim had long since accepted that he was nothing close to normal at all. 

The Fuhrer sat down at the other side of the table, leaning forward and clasping his hands together. In any other circumstances, it would have seemed more like he was about to have a friendly chat than conduct an interrogation. 

“Please do excuse the major, Mr Hohenheim. Since you managed to foil his carefully crafted mission to eliminate Lieutenant Hughes, he’s been rather out of sorts.”

Hohenheim said nothing, steadfastly staring him down. He seemed so genuinely affable, and Hohenheim knew that it was all a front. He wasn’t even trying to lull him into a false sense of security, or play good cop, bad cop with Kimblee. This was just the way Bradley was and always had been, all throughout his meteoric rise to power that Hohenheim had witnessed every step of. 

“Still, I’m very glad to have this opportunity to speak to you, Mr Hohenheim. As I’m sure you know, I take a very keen interest in all forms of alchemy that are practised within Amestris. I like to know the talents that I have at my disposal should I ever need them. Naturally, when I heard of your remarkable, and dare I say it, unique talents, I had to see for myself. Our library contains a vast assortment of registered circles and arrays for all kinds of alchemy, but I have never yet come across a form of alchemy that does not need an array at all.”

Bradley smiled, and there was no longer anything affable in it. That smile was the stuff of nightmares. 

"In fact, according to Major Kimblee, not only were you able to perform alchemy without an array, you performed it without even moving. It makes me wonder why we’ve kept you in those cuffs if that’s the case, but better safe than sorry, eh?” He steepled his fingers. “We also need to take into consideration the fact that the major’s associates gave you quite the roughing up whilst taking you into custody, and yet you don’t seem to have a mark to show for it. Not even a scratch.”

Bradley stood then, as suddenly as if he’d been shot out of a cannon, and Hohenheim heard the snikt of his sword being drawn as he walked around behind Hohenheim’s chair. 

The blade smarted against his cheek, drawing blood, and Bradley gave a soft hum of satisfaction as the alchemy crackled and healed him automatically. He walked back around to his seat, wiping the blood off his blade with a handkerchief and settling himself comfortably again. 

“Really, a most remarkable individual. You know, Mr Hohenheim, I believe you’re correct when you say you come from nowhere.”

He snapped his fingers, and Hohenheim felt the bag being yanked back over his head. 

He heard Bradley’s voice fading out as he gave into the sweet stink of chloroform again. 

“Take him to the Fifth.”

X

For a good five minutes after Trisha’s bombshell dropped, a screaming silence reigned supreme in the bar. Roy had given up attempting to leave and find Hohenheim by any means necessary and he sank back into his chair, attempting to digest what Trisha had just said.

“Trisha…” Riza was the first to speak, her voice harsh and strangled with shock. “What do you mean?”

Trisha didn’t reply for a few moments, and Roy was surprised when she addressed herself to him. 

“Roy, you’ve known Hohenheim for a long time. You’ve known him since you were a teenager. Chris, you too, you’ve known him a good ten years. Has he aged in that time? Has he got any grey hairs, any new laughter lines? Has he got any scars? Has he changed at all in physical appearance?”

Roy’s stomach started to churn as he shook his head. Hohenheim had never looked any different to how he had looked when Roy had last seen him just a couple of hours ago. 

“Well, fuck,” Chris said softly. “Bradley’s just found himself an actual immortal.”

Roy pressed his hands down flat on the table to try and mask how much they had started to shake with the revelation. “It’s not that I don’t believe you, Trisha, I just… How? How old is he, for a start?”

“We don’t know exactly, but at least four hundred and fifty years.” Trisha sighed, staring down at the last drops of brandy in her glass. Roy got the feeling that they’d all need a measure after everything was explained. “I don’t know how much of this he would want you to know, but if you’re going to help him, you need to know it. He’s never told his story to anyone else before, and he’s lived so long alone because of it. It’s the reason he has no paperwork. It’s not that he’s from another country and he’s here illegally. The country he comes from doesn’t exist anymore. Van is the last Xerxian.”

“Nowhere,” Riza said softly. Roy glanced over at her. “The first time I met him, when he fixed up my back. I asked him where he was from, since he said he wasn’t from Xing. He said nowhere. And I guess that’s true, now.”

“Wait. The last Xerxian. He’s from Xerxes, as in, the place that was wiped out overnight in an event that created the Philosopher’s Stone which is supposed to grant immortality.” Hughes began leafing through all his paperwork again. “Are you telling me that the Philosopher’s Stone never went to Xing and that Hohenheim has it?”

Trisha shook her head. “No. Hohenheim doesn’t have the Philosopher’s Stone. He is the Philosopher’s Stone. After the event, the Philosopher’s Stone did indeed make its way to Xing with some merchants, but they didn’t carry it out of there, it walked on its own two feet. It’s ruby red, but it’s not a rock. The elixir of life runs in his veins.”

Suddenly, everything about the night that Hughes was shot started to make sense. The Philosopher’s Stone was the most powerful alchemic tool that existed. Naturally, if Hohenheim was the Philosopher’s Stone he’d be able to perform the most powerful forms of alchemy there were, without a circle, without any motion, plunging his hands through Hughes’s skin and into his flesh to heal him. And the slashes he’d made into his own palms, his own blood dripping and helping to heal what should have been a mortal wound with the elixir of life. 

“How did it even happen?” Hughes asked. “I assume it has to do with the event; but how do you even become a Philosopher’s Stone?”

“I don’t know the full details.” Trisha gave a long sigh. “Van doesn’t like to talk about it. You wouldn’t either, if you’d been through what he’s been through. Every single person in his entire country died in the space of a minute thanks to the actions of one greedy king who wanted the impossible. Every single person except Van, because every single person dying was what made him immortal. And he has had to live with that for over four centuries, knowing that there was nothing he could have done to stop it.”

“Atticus.” Hughes grabbed the paper he’d been looking at earlier. “According to this, Atticus made the Philosopher’s Stone.”

“Yes.” Trisha’s voice was soft and sorrowful, and when she looked up, Roy could see that she had started to cry. “Van was born into slavery in Xerxes. Atticus was his master. He’s never told me exactly what happened, but Atticus used him in experiments to create the elixir of life. One experiment went horribly, horribly wrong.”

Roy shivered. He’d bet good money that he knew exactly what that experiment was. The human transmutation circle from the book that Breda and Fuery had shown him floated back to the forefront of his mind. Human transmutation was forbidden to perform, the ultimate taboo among alchemists. 

Maybe the desolation of Xerxes was the reason why. 

He started to look at it from a different angle, a far more horrible angle. Human transmutation was forbidden for alchemists to perform, and if Atticus had performed it, then he had indeed paid the ultimate price. But what of the human who was being transmuted – likely against their will? What kind of horror would Hohenheim have gone through if that was what had happened to him?

One thing was for sure – there was no way that he was letting Bradley get his hands on Hohenheim.

He looked over at Trisha, sobbing silently in Rebecca’s arms as the rest of the group looked at each other with desperate eyes. Roy knew that they were all thinking the same thing. They needed a plan, and fast. The urgency of the situation, and the stomach-churning sight of Trisha, and the chill threat of Hohenheim’s unknown fate all galvanised him into action. When push came to shove, he was a military man and he had civilians to protect and subordinates looking to him for leadership. 

“Right. Here’s what we’ll do. Falman, you’re the paperwork master, you’ve got access to all the records. This probably isn’t on any records, but the secret police still have to submit timecards like everyone else and their car mileage and fuel expenditure is on record somewhere; see if you can find out where they’ve taken Hohenheim from that. Fuery, can you patch into their channels and see if you can pick up any kind of chatter? They usually use code when they’re on the phone or on radio – Breda, that’s your area.”

“I can’t get into the radio rooms at this time of night, I’m not cleared for that level of access,” Fuery pointed out. 

“Not a problem.” Chris held up a bunch of keys. “I was beginning to think I was being overly paranoid when I invested in that kit, Roy. I’m glad it has a use now. You can set up in the office, Fuery.”

Fuery and Breda followed her out to the back rooms, and Roy continued.

“Havoc, take Trisha home and keep her safe; if she was with him when they bagged him then they might come looking for her as a loose end. Armstrong, you’re with me. Hughes, you’re supposed to be dead,” he added when Hughes opened his mouth to protest at not being given a task. “All right team, let’s move out and get Hohenheim back.”

No one argued the matter, all of them jumping into action without a word or a second thought. Hohenheim had been an institution at the bar for as long as any of them had known the place existed, and like Roy, none of them could bear the thought of anything happening to him. 

Especially not now, knowing what he had already been through in his long life. 

[vanillanaps]

I asked my brother if they looked alike, and he literally looked at me like I was crazy and goes “no, they both have blonde hair and are white but that’s literally the only thing”

That’s literally it. Like there’s no other resemblance what so ever. That’s how you know Trisha’s stans just go along with anything that she says

[super-greycloudz]

Hello, me

I haven’t blogged like this in nearly 5 years. I was really looking forward to a world of new beginnings back then. Little did I know I was the one in for a lot of change. J is pregnant! About 25 weeks at this point. We're having a boy. It's still a lot to process. Me being a father...ME. On a less lighter note, my oldest nephew passed away a couple of weeks after my birthday. This was such a heavy blow to my family, especially my sister Trisha. That funeral was hard to go through. I knew how good of a guy he was. Shit, everybody knew. He was the last person anyone would expect to pass so suddenly. And to leave behind his daughter...that's the toughest part for me. When I found out I was gonna be a dad, he was one of the first people I thought of. He was only 4 years younger than me and I witnessed first hand how hard he was working to be the best father he could be. I wanted to ask him questions. I wanted our kids to play together. But sometimes life just has other plans. I have a new job, still security, but at a place I would've never expected. A medical marijuana pharmacy and grow house. Yeah. I'm protecting weed lol. So far I've been here for a week and out of all the jobs I've had so far, this may be my favorite. As soon as I drive into the parking lot I'm greeted with the smell of mary jane. All the people who work here are laid back,  which I can appreciate. What I have been getting used to is the incredible amount of small talk I have to participate in with customers and coworkers alike. It’s one of my least favorite parts about socializing but I figure if I keep forcing myself to do it, I’ll get better at it. And hopefully at some point, I won’t even see it as an issue of mine anymore. 

[marvelsswansong]

🍓thoughts on the youtube beauty community tea? i watched the tati video from like a video but i really haven't been in the know. i heard she posted another one about james charles + shane dawson and how they kinda forced her to upload? if u have thoughts and or opinions u would like to share i'd love to hear them. thanks for hosting this wonderful sleepover!

I’ve been keeping up with this drama so I indeed do have a lot of thoughts! If you don’t know what’s going on watch all the recent videos Sebastian Williams on yt has uploaded :)

Firstly, as entertaining as we find all this, I hope everyone remembers it’s not JUST tea. It’s fun for us, the outsiders, to giggle and scream and repost online and talk about how karma is working and how fun this is but... James became suicidal because of this. His life and career was almost PERMANENTLY ruined by false accusations. And he was 19, being bullied by three ADULTS in their 30′s (Tati, Jeffree and now as we learned Shane). On top of this, as Tati is alluding to taking civil action to sue Jeffree and even possibly Shane for damages, it could become a problem of legal matter. Which obviously is no laughing or light matter.

Secondly, I am SO disappointed in Shane and Jeffree. I was a Jeffree fan for a bit, especially post Shane’s first series since I genuinely though J changed for the better and I heavily empathized with his past. I even bought some of his cosmetics. But I was an even bigger Shane fan, I even watched him as a 10 year old back in the Shane Dawson TV days and then I didn’t watch him until he was doing DIY videos and videos with Garett and Drew. I’m so upset to see that J really hasn’t changed that much, both in terms of his racist past and the horrible way he treats people to their face and behind the scenes. I’m INCREDIBLY disappointed at Shane. His “uwu im empathetic nice boy” persona fell off real quickly. I thought J corrupted Shane but if you look back at his past apologies for his edgy content + the way he acted in the reality TV show which documented the behind the scenes of him directing his movie... he’s actually not a nice person. 

Thirdly, it’s important to differentiate between someone who has done problematic things in singular moments and those who have a PATTERN. Look at Shane: the horrible racist/sexist/homophobic/transphobic content during his Shane Dawson TV days, then justifying p*dophilia on his podcast few years ago, acting like an absolute dick on the set of his movie, making money and promoting problematic white youtubers (tana, jake, trisha) and continuing to be friends with them thus co-signing their actions. Similar with Jeffree: long history of racism, his ex-friends and ex-colleagues have all come out detailing that he still regularly uses racial slurs and insults friends and celebrities alike behind their back, is using a supposed voicemail from a sexual abuse victim of James’  as something to dangle in front of drama channels, lashes out at his fans, got involved in the James drama when it literally didn’t concern him at all, etc. This is a pattern of bad behavior. Not just a mistake here and there.

Fourthly, I am no longer supporting J or Shane. I think J is the worst person involved, Shane’s apology had some really good parts and terrible parts, his instagram live meltdown was disgusting. Tati I believe her points and she was sincere BUT she needed to hold herself WAY more accountable. 

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[zetalial]

Ed and Sloth

Hey, so in FMA 03, when Ed and Al performed human transmutation they ended up creating a homunculus - Sloth. It might seem a somewhat random choice at first glance. Nothing about Trisha Elric was particularly slothful, indeed she  raised Ed and Al alone, giving them tons of care. She doesn’t particularly show any vices in the brief time we get to know her.

But then, the point of Sloth’s character is to show that she is not Trisha Elric. She may look just like her but she was created by Ed and Al. So, I wanted to make this post in order to talk more about Ed and his similarities with Sloth. I really wish FMA could have spent a bit more time with her. I loved everything we got but it mostly leaves me wanting more. 

Anyway, a critique I sometimes see of Sloth is that she doesn’t embody her sin very well. None of the homunculi in 03 really embody their sins perfectly though, they were named after the sins by Dante. But like, what is the sin of Sloth? It means laziness, sure. But it’s not just reluctance to do work and the desire for rest. The homunculi in 03 are actually incapable of sleep. Sloth also means not caring about things I.E indifference, apathy. This is mental laziness if you like, and denial and avoiding your problems rather than having the willpower to deal with them are other examples of mental sloth. 

The homunculus Sloth is very apathetic. She ruthless, shown to be able to kill people without a second thought if they become an inconvenience. She wants to kill Ed and Al because their existence is making her feel things and she doesn’t want to deal with it any more. 

I think that the homunculi in 03 all reflect their creators in some ways. For instance, Scar’s brother was in love and ended up creating Lust. He was a very curious person, learning alchemy despite being an Ishvalan and Lust also seems very curious and knowledgeable. Izumi is a very violent person and she creates Wrath. Ed’s not exactly Slothful - Pride might seem a better fit.

But he and Sloth are alike in some ways. Following the human transmutation, both wake up and are encouraged to join the military - Ed by Roy and Sloth by Dante and Pride. Both join the military, Ed feels guilty about the human transmutation and wants to fix things by restoring his brother, Sloth is troubled by the human transmutation and wants to fix things by becoming human. And so, both of them decide to try and get the Philosopher’s stone, having convinced themselves that it will be the solution to their problems. Sloth’s being manipulated, blindly following Dante. Ed’s also being manipulated by Dante. Neither of them are willing to accept their fates. 

One of the big themes of FMA 03 is death. Edward has trouble accepting death. His reaction to hearing Winry’s parents are dead is to suggest bringing them back. At his mother’s grave, he doesn’t cry because he refuses to accept she’s gone and suggests bringing her back. Edward is motivated by this denial, (Pride is another big motivator, believing he’s smart enough to do what no one else has ever managed). Later, Nina’s death really shakes him and his instinctive reaction is to try and bring her back - Mustang very coldly tells him to move on. Ed later tells Rose that she needs to try and move forward too. She had allowed herself to believe that Cornello could bring her dead boyfriend back to life. Rose takes this advice to heart, ironically far better than Ed himself can. 

As well as trouble with accepting death, Ed has trouble accepting that he could have created a homunculus. Izumi and Wrath have to spell out exactly how a homunculus is made before Ed can believe they’re created through human transmutation. Even then, he refuses to recognise Sloth. (And he totally can’t miss it, he stares hard at Sloth the first time he saw her and Winry recognises her in a second.) Literally right after Wrath explains how a Homunculus is created, he runs into Sloth. But Ed pretends she’s all she appears to be - the fuhrer’s secretary. Al attempts to bring up this multiple times but each time Ed dismisses him, doing anything to avoid that conversation. 

But Ed grows up over the course of the series, he grows more selfless over time, becoming more concerned with problems outside himself and his brother.In Lior, the first time he visited, he is utterly concerned with his own goal and in the end he’s only angry that he didn’t get the Philosopher’s stone for his trouble. He doesn’t even realise that he’s only caused instability and conflict for his actions. On his return to Liore he’s forced to face the consequences of his actions and its also the first time he confronts Sloth. After Liore, he’s got the stone but he doesn’t want to use it anymore. His goal is now to stop the homunculi because they are dangerous creatures who want to start wars and cause much death and despair. Therefore, he goes to Risembool to visit his mother’s grave in order to defeat Sloth. 

Sloth doesn’t change, she doesn’t want to change. She doesn’t allow herself to care about others and ultimately she forces Ed and Al into a fight to the death. She can accept nothing else. Only when she’s defeated and there’s nothing else to do does she seem to really care. Maybe she just wants to hurt them with sweet words (she can pretend to be kind very well) but maybe she immediately forgives them and accepts her death. All the homunculi are frightfully accepting of their own deaths actually. Scar called Nina a sin against nature and kills her as a kindness. It seems the homunculi see their destruction in the same way. 

After this, Ed goes to face Dante fully accepting that he has a duty to stop her. He forgives his father after Hohenheim explains himself to him. Forgiving meaning accept that Hohenheim regrets much of his past and is trying to do what he can to improve now and letting go of his anger, (Still condemning Hohenheim’s past actions as pretty evil and selfish.) Blaming Hohenheim for Trisha’s death is another symbol of his denial, inability to accept death as a natural part of life. Forgiving him is part of Ed growing up. 

His final action is to perform human transmutation to try and save Al. Ed’s changed in some was but his care for his brother is too much a part of him. Still, he accepts it may not work, it may be for naught, but he still has to try and even smiles gently as he performs it, knowing he probably won’t survive. 

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Well those were my thoughts on the subject anyway. Yes every analysis must turn into me talking about Ed’s character. He’s my favourite for a reason. And yeah, there’s something admirable about Sloth’s rejection of her former life and wish to realise her actual self - her problems are more her methods and that being in denial is not the same as moving on. 

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That was when I met up with all my friends for our usually Tuesday lunch group, which we have at the cafe because it’s near everybody’s work but Stacy’s. Everyone was there - Becky, Brenda, Barbara, Bobbi, and Stacy.

Becky is sort of the group’s wild child; she always dyes her hair and she’s up for anything at any time. She’s the one you go to in the middle of the night if you’ve got something you really need to get off your chest, and she’s always got beer and tissues ready for you.

Brenda and Barbara are sisters, but you wouldn’t know it. They’re two totally different extremes; not only do they not look anything alike, but Brenda is super shy and quiet, but Barbara is always ready to get in people’s faces if someone needs standing up for. Brenda always preferred books growing up, while Barbara preferred sports, and while they’ve both toned it down some, they still get into fights about it sometimes. Luckily, they’d both do anything for their friends, and anything for each other.

Bobbi goes by Bob sometimes, because she’s a lesbian, not that any of us mind. She’s pretty outgoing, but she’s reserved around new people, I guess because she doesn’t know if she can trust them until she gets to know them a little better. She always got bullied in high school for being gay and her parents kicked her out so she had to live with Becky, and you can imagine how that turned out. We got really close after we had to watch her back from the fallout, and we’ve all been inseparable ever since. She loves cats and cartoons.

Stacy has long silky black hair with a kind of coarse texture and almond shaped eyes with that little upturn at the end that makes eyeliner look so good, but they aren’t almond colored, they’re a deep chocolate brown, like fondue before you’ve dipped anything in it. Her skin is a little lighter than cafe au lait (because I would say our other friend Trisha has cafe au lait skin), like a sort of golden brown, maybe like a fortune cookie, which seems fitting because she’s from Thailand. Her mouth is always pursed into a perfect little heart, and I’ve never seen her with her makeup smudged. She speaks English flawlessly.

We all got French Vanilla Mochas, which is our tradition for the first of the month, a kind of good luck ritual. We started it back in high school, when