Tits on Tumblr ... you say.
Who would have guessed .
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Amy.
Phone call.
Work.
" well. Bye. I ll send you that report on Monday. "
Nameless stranger quasi co worker ( idiot fuck witt dippshit ).
" yeah I ll send you that follow up report by Tuesday . So have a good weekend and maybe I ll see you at the after party or the wine tasting. So . Ok. Have a good one. Bye bye. So long. "
Amy. : " hey bye. So long...
Phone call ends ?
" you fucking dippshit waste of space cock bangle dippshit fart wizard. "
Silence.
Me. Are you off the phone when you say that stuff. ( in my head ).
Me. : " are you off the call when you say that stuff? "
Amy. Mumble mumble mumble.
" I don't fuckn know. "
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im just saying that if i had been in charge of s6 of doctor who, i would have fully leaned into the horror of amy's pregnancy, the loss of her own agency in it, the way she was used as a vessel to create a child she would never hold again, amy pond who never indicated once that she even wanted a child and was made to have one anyway against her will, and once they were done using her, they even took away any choice she might make about it in the future.
and i would have had this be a factor in amy and river's relationship going forward. how do you interact with a child you never knew, never got to decide if you wanted to have, and she's also already your friend, you love her as this miraculous, insane woman who has saved your life more than once. she's always known more about you than you could about her, but now you know exactly how much she was keeping from you. it's not like she could have told you, could have stopped it, but all this time, she was your friend and she was your daughter, and how do you learn to live with her?
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i'm always delighted by an enjolras who is stupidly oblivious to his feelings but on the other hand please give me an enjolras who is painfully aware of them.
give me an enjolras who is acutely aware that he is different to the other amis, that he will never be able to express himself in the same ways that they do.
give me an enjolras who watches les amis drinking and joking around and smiles along passively, but always feels a pit in his stomach and a heavy weight on his shoulders, anticipating the rise of the revolution and knowing that their happiness could shatter at any moment.
give me an enjolras who knows he isn't a fun person to be around, who knows he seems distant and untouchable when there a million thoughts running through his head, who deflects concern and masks his fears with a stoic and prideful facade.
give me an enjolras who observes everything happening around him but never finds enough time to join in, who realises just how much of his youth he is missing out on but never gets the chance to grieve it.
give me an enjolras who dismisses marius not because he cannot comprehend the idea of romance, but because he is tired of everyone obsessing over something he knows he will never experience.
give me an enjolras who is acutely aware of his beauty and charisma and ability to manipulate others, who feels no guilt for using it to further their cause, but wonders if anyone ever sees the real him.
give me an enjolras who can't stop himself from ridiculing grantaire because he reminds him of himself on his worst days, when in the back of his mind his faith dares to falter and a tugging in his gut whispers of what is to come.
give me an enjolras who knows he can be cruel and terrifying, but who understands it is sometimes necessary to be terrible for the greater good.
give me an enjolras with so much to do, always in a state of go, go, go, who then stares at the ceiling in the middle of the night, unable to fall asleep when there is no longer anything to distract him from the fact that he is very, very scared.
give me an enjolras who at some point realises he is leading his friends to ruin, who is overcome by a staggering guilt for each and every of them, but who knows he has nothing to live for and everything to die for.
give me an enjolras who, for a split second, hand in hand, feels a kind of love for grantaire in his death that he had never felt for anyone or anything in his life.
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Tales from the Amy.
Amy s office.
Silence.
Meeting on some form of skype ends.
Amy. : ( silence)
Meeting leader. : " great meeting everyone. Real progress. We"ll get there. See y'all soon. "
More silences.
Amy . : " could Jann be anymore fuckn useless . "
Jann. : " I m ... I'm still on. "
Amy . : I know.
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The fact that Tsubomi didnt end up as Mob's gf and became her friend is so important, it strenghtes the entire friendship motif of the series have and breaks the trope of there having to be romance between a boy and a girl, the friendzone isnt bad its just that ppl have been conditioned to think that it is, for Mob and Tsubomi could be one of the best things that happened in their lives.
Im sure she wanted to have a friend that she could open up to without being judged and without having the risk of her being seen as just a love interest by them.
I have the feeling that Tsubomi would enjoy being silly once in a while, leave the "school idol" status she has and I think Mob also likes to be silly! Based on the cake prank on reigen at the epilogue and Mob telling Dimple he didnt remember him during the Mogami Arc, Id love to see them being silly together as besties, laughing together loudly at dumb shit or messing with their other friends. Maybe at some point he invites her to hang out with the rest of his friends, going shopping w Teru, hanging out w the telepathy club, or just anything really, she deserves more true friends.
And since tsubomi isnt impressed by anything psychic/supernatural related, Mob can tell her about his little shenanigans at spirits n such without being weirded out or anything, she'll just listen and its the same for Mob's side, he's good at understanding and giving a safe place to speak, I know I said it already but she really needs true friends that wouldnt wish bad things upon her or see her as a prize.
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