#this is who raven symone is

[anthroxlove]

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The That’s So Raven star has come under fire for a clip that was filmed back in April 2021 – a year after actor Johnny Depp lost is “wife beater” libel case with his ex-wife Amber and The Sun newspaper. The resurfaced video shows Raven, 37, realise she’s parked next to Amber while in the car with her wife Miranda Maday. They are then seen couple thinking of ways to get her attention while mocking her reportedly abusive relationship with Depp. The Cheetah Girls star laughs as she says: “Cut my finger off and see if she'll claim it,” making reference to Johnny’s claim that his ex-wife cut his finger after throwing a bottle of vodka at him. The uncomfortable clip also shows Raven noticing that Amber is distressed as she points out: “Oh my god, she’s crying!” before Miranda chimed that she was “probably on the phone with her lawyer”. Elsewhere in the video, Raven made fun of the Aquaman actress’ then-girlfriend Bianca Butti, commenting: “There's Amber and her lesbian lover... oh my god. She looks like Johnny Depp!”

[cinamun]

*Tink tink* Happy late 9 year anniversary get together party for Cinamun the writer of Things Fall Apart - The Indya Drake version. Thank you for wearing your RR t-shirts! Hope everyone enjoyed their ghettosa's, mocktails, icebox pie, wings, veggie burgers, and the comfy leisure sectional furniture while listening to the Author's cut commentary on one of the simverse's best fan stories. *Begins to collect the red cups, passes out foil and plates for to go plates, takes down the large RRR picture of Raven Symone, pays the DJ and the Kenji impersonator -- um, the "entertainment" and sends everyone home with a swag bag and a hardcopy of TFA- The Indya Drake edition - 9 years of pivotal moments lookbook.

Thank you Miss Cinamun for continuing to write the fun, engaging, roller coaster ride of the Drake Family et al.

Waiting on the play or Netflix series...

FRIEND!!!!

LOOK HOW FAR WE'VE COME!!! I can't believe its been so long and y'all haven't gotten sick of me yet! LOL slips Kenji impersonator $5 to stay an extra hour

This all started with a hot-headed, materialistic heffa with a bad addiction to big dicks and bloated balances. She took us from her humble roots in the Springs to her dream of getting to the top of San My in a luxurious penthouse. We pulled out our hair, we threw tomatoes at the author's face for good damn reason and we braced ourselves for whatever was next!

I am so super thankful for you and everyone who has become apart of R³ and my wild imagination. I've been a writer forever but never have I had the chance to really explore themes and dive head-first into controversy like I have with Things Fall Apart.

I HOPE YOU NEVER LEAVE AND WE JUST SKIP AROUND THE DASH FOREVER AND EVER AND EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

[leonaluv]

What type of Roles would you play as Actor / Actress?

I was going to do Idol but I'm always curious 🥴 plot I would play in so. Anyways for fun

Four piles ,pick a cards

Choose a photo, words or number ~

Action ,Scene 1 , Cut , Scene 2

Pile one - Action

You're the one to question the system around you.   Look into the dark secrets of your family . Your love interests are normally going to be obsessed  with you or  not, you must focus on love ,more so focus on your character's journey .  Your first few roles , your going to face some criticism, people talking about how you express your facial expressions . People would want to be more emotional.  People like how you express your anger , and make scenes more intense .  Also, people hope to get a glimpse of who you are behind the scenes.  People like seeing you play more villain roles , more you like gambling and hunting down others. 

Cards: Queen , the moon reverse , five wands reverse , and truthseeker 

Characters / Descendants - Mal , disenchantment -Bean,bridgerton story - Queen Charlotte

Pile two: Scene 1

The roles you play , help to show off your sexy side , leaning into being innocent, the plot twist character, telling others to just trust you , while making sure your the one everyone feels comfortable around . Your acting reminds you of Lee Soo Hyuk . Someone that has cool vibes like that. Other roles remind me of mistress.

People perceive you as a good actress/ actor, despite playing the role , turn off the comments on social media. People see you winning awards ,even as a rookie. They see you as someone that has talent to play any role .

Cards: three wands , the fool reverse , angel reverse , and Prince reverse ice disaster

Pile three - cut

Here , the person that can pull off  playing different characters , you know, like Raven Symone, but still it's you , now your grandma , neighbor , aunt etc.  Either that or just like to play different types of characters .

 You have talent already at acting , as some of you all have already acted before in your childhood / teenage years . I guess more aspiring actors / actresses chose this pile . You have a good active imagination that helps you to bring your characters to life more.

 So some roles will be where you marry a famous person / reliving the life of a famous couple. Working in corporate but then you have some type of magical powers. . It starts off ordinary but then turns into something magical for your character when your play.  Playing the role of villain reminds me of strangers from hell.

Pile four- Scene 2

Here , your roles will have you playing someone that either time travels or given a second chance to live.  Going on 17 again type of shows.  You will playing role of sick patients , probably starting out.  Movies that are disasters .Most roles you have to play a younger person and at times you later are the one taking care of kids . Family type of drama. The type of dramas that get pick up from books but different when are screen. Dramas that in up showing more of dark side like winix clubs or new Sabrina show . More of mysterious reboot . People think your acting is new , that you tend to commit yourself very well to your role. Although some think you can be expressionless and a bit just of void like that of the death card.  Some think your bit psycho like the roles you play in film. This the supernatural pile to , where your cast in a lot of horrors , dealing with death , being the role of someone that here to spiritual heal . The roles to have you waiting to be save by someone , so the clumsy hero / heroine . Anime type of heros  role with the orphan card. The 'I die for you' type romance films. Aka till death do us apart . Eternal lovers.

Cards:  father, advocate, angel reverse, damsel reverse, child orphan , child eternal reverse , death

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

New Rule: Identity Crisis | Real Time with Bill Maher

And finally, New Rule: now that we're all recovered from St Patrick's Day, let's make it the last one. You know, I never understood Irish Pride or any pride in anything other than what you've actually accomplished. And as holidays go, St Pattie's is kind of malarkey. You don't get presents like Christmas or candy like Easter or joyless appointment sex like Valentine's Day. You don't even get a Peanuts special.

There's just a parade. And what rights are we marching for? The right to drink in the day? Do we still need to take to the streets in a public expression of support for Irish migrants?

I think now more than ever we need to stop talking about the things that make Americans different from each other and start honoring the things that make us the same. So let my people, the Irish, lead the way because again, the Irish think I don't give a shit.

But, I do give a shit who wins the next election. And outdated racial pandering is one reason Democrats lose elections. When Chuck Schumer and Nancy Pelosi put on Kente cloth, I don't think it earned them one vote for their powerful emotional ties to Ghana.

Here in California, we're now segregating kidnapping. Really. California doesn't just have amber alerts for missing children, we have ebony alerts for black children and feather alerts for Native American Kids. What is that we look for them by listening on the ground?

Look, even if you like identity politics, this kind of thing is antiquated. From 2010 to 2020, the number of people identifying as multi-racial in America went up 276 percent. One in five newlyweds now are in an interracial marriage. And that number goes up to 100% in ads for Subaru.

You couldn't do a remake of "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner" today because almost 100% of Americans approve of interracial marriage. Especially with rich in-laws. And 95% of white women would leave their husband to marry Idris Elba. Idris Elba who says, "As humans we are obsessed with race and that obsession can really hinder people's aspirations." Actress Raven-Symone agrees. She told Oprah, "I'm tired of being labeled. I'm not an African-American. I'm an American." She says, "I don't know what country in Africa I'm from. My roots are in Louisiana."

And you don't have to agree with that, but it's a point of view a lot of people have. It should be respected. Morgan Freeman says the way to finish off racism is, "stop talking about it. I'm going to stop calling you a white man and I'm going to ask you to stop calling me a black man."

There's even a movement now to ban racial questions on the census, and many of its leaders are people of color like Professor Sheena Mason who says, "to undo racism we have to undo our belief in race."

The liberal group moveon.org formed in 1998 to urge Republicans to move on from the Clinton impeachment. Today's Democrats should move on from identity politics. It's not working. It's not working for them or for us. Democrats are hemorrhaging the very voters they think they're pandering to.

The Financial Times writes, "Democrats are going backwards faster with voters of color than any other demographic," and suggests the reason is that, "A less racially divided America is an America where people vote more based on their beliefs than their identity." Exactly. Far-left liberals are living in an old paradigm. Americans don't fit into into neat little boxes anymore.

Who has the number one country song right now? Beyonce. Lil Naz X won a country music award, and he's black and gay. And a brand ambassador for the waspiest purse in America, Coach. The biggest new star in country is Jelly Roll who was a drug dealer, then a prisoner, then a rapper and then a face tatted country music star. Not to mention a giant middle finger to the idea of staying in your own lane.

No, in America now, you're allowed to be many things all at once and that's a good thing even when it's really stupid.

Look, we're all Jelly Roll now. We're sloppy, complicated and contradictory. Two-thirds of Republican voters support weed legalization. And 41% of Democrats own or live with someone who owns a gun. Ms Marvel is Pakistani. And the winner of the last two NBA dunk contests is white. The new Captain America is black. And Spider-Man is black and Puerto Rican, just like AI George Washington.

Latinos make up half of the Border Patrol. And the name of the coolest black dude on the planet is Lenny Kravitz. Ru Paul has a ranch in Wyoming that does fracking. Really. And has a fortified compound with a bunker to die for. And somehow the leader of the Village People was straight. Really. Je just went to the YMCA to work out. And the leader of the Proud Boys isn't an old white guy he's Enrique Toreo, an Afro-Cuban. He burns crosses on his own lawn.

Caitlyn Jenner is a pro-Trump transwoman who supports a ban on trans athletes competing in women's sports. And there's even an LGBTQ organization called "Gays for Trump." And why wouldn't there be? Gays love drag queens.

Our black president was half white. And our black vice president is half Asian. And Tiger Woods is, oh we don't even have the time.

My point is, look, you're still building your politics around slicing and dicing people into these fixed categories. Democrats need to get the memo that you can't win elections anymore by automatically assuming you're going to get every voter who's not these guys.

The more you obsess over identity, the more you ignore the bread and butter issues that win and lose elections. The real issue is class, not race, and the real gap is the diploma divide. And the real future of the party and maybe democracy depends on Democrats figuring that out.

==

Prediction: Trump will win, because even if the Dems wanted to change course on this identity politics bullshit, there are far too many identarians who have been elected into it on that exact basis. Look at The Squad, where every single one of them is a pathological liar who plays only by identity cards.

They can't undo a decade of abandoning their core constituency, the working class, in favor of privileged woke academic elites in the span of only six months. Even if they wanted to. Not with the wingnuts still around, doing what they've been doing for years: sucking up all the oxygen and screaming about their imaginary oppression. And there's no sign they do.

[kakiastro]

Intuitive reading 1:

What’s in store for you in 2023 ? Pick a Heart

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*Hey I’m trying something new for the first time on here, I’m doing my first intuition reading for the public. I’ve done it for friends but I want to expand my gifts to you all! I’m using pure intuition so I’m not using any taro cards or anything like, just going with what I feel, see and hear. If it resonates, please reblog and comment so I’ll know that you want me to continue doing these in the future! Okay let’s get started!

Ps: this is just for entertainment purposes

Take a deep breath 3 times and choose a heart

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Big Changes is the first thing I’ve heard for you black hearts. Life changing events surrounding all aspects of your life! I’m feeling like that kid who knows Christmas is coming up and can’t wait to open up their gifts 🎁😅. That’s the energy I’m getting for you all. Pluto and Mercury just popped into my head so lot of communications, learning, maybe even some short traveling . Omg tell me why bilbo baggins just popped in my head of him running and screaming “I’m going on adventure!”😅 omg I love this energy! Scorpio, Gemini, Aries and Pisces signs came too me. Either you have these signs in your birth chart or the energy of those signs will be present. Im not getting a whole lot for you guys, I keep hearing the word “Surprise!!”, you’re spiritual team wants to surprise you and im feeling celebrating energy!🎂 I hope you enjoyed this black hearts

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I heard the song “here comes the sun doo dooo dooo” I feel like you all have been through it this year yellow hearts! Especially emotionally. I’m seeing a picture of you crying in bed with makeup smeared across your face. Even if you don’t wear makeup, this is symbolism of the fact your emotions were a mess this year😭 I’m hearing betrayal, who hurt y’all😤, you know what it doesn’t even matter because your season is coming babyy. I feel like next year is when you’ll start putting you first, similar to pile 1, new beginning and changes are happening for you my yellow hearts but are you ready? Release those toxic people from your life, your journey with them is over. The song “Fabulous”by sharpay from high school musical just popped in my head. I heard you meeting someone who’s going to be special to you as well👀 Pluto is showing up for this pile too!! Taurus and Leo as well. I hope you all enjoyed this reading yellow hearts

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This is crazy but I’m hearing smooth sailing changes for you blue hearts, the word changes has popped up in all the readings! I’m seeing a yach on the ocean and person is sitting there legs crossed, taking in the ocean breeze and I feel peaceful. Next year will be more peaceful for you but I am getting some discomfort here as well. Oh no you’re probably going to question yourself wondering if you deserved this and it’s like you’re holding back🥲.Blue hearts I’m hear to tell you YES YOU DO!! All them long nights crying and you feel like you don’t deserve some peace and comfort?? Get outta here with that. I feel like people are going to make you feel like you don’t but this is your life. I’m going to be honest with you all I’m getting people pleasing energy from you all, leave that in 2022 loves! The Beyoncé song “me, myself and I” just popped in my head and raven symone “some call it magic” yes this is it, you’re about to enter your dreams come true era blue hearts, please don’t doubt it cause you deserve it💙 Pluto , Neptune, Sagittarius and Pisces popped up. I hope you enjoyed this reading

I noticed the word changes kept popping up so this is a collective shift happening for the better!

[mthollowell-writes]

If you get this, answer w three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! Anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog :)

Thanks @digital-chance!

Okay! Three random facts:

You may already know that I'm a hopeless music junkie. I found out about this love around 7 or 8. When I discovered my local Radio Disney station, I holed up in my room for three whole days just listening to the latest hits by Hilary Duff, Raven Symone, Aaron Carter (RIP), and the Jonas Brothers (I say at the risk of dating myself a bit). My music taste have greatly diversified since but I have a soft spot for these classics.

I prefer salty snacks over sweet ones. Chips, pretzels, popcorn--I can't get enough. I don't know what happened to my sweet tooth. It diminished sometime several years ago and now I'm the type of person who complains (and gets mildly queasy) when a dessert is "too sweet." Same for drinks--I subsist almost exclusively on water, tea, and coffee.

I am the eldest child in my family. Double whammy, I'm the eldest daughter. I have a younger sister and brother with a significant age gap with the latter. They're both menaces but I love them anyway.

[overheard-at-star-command]

I made a Mira Nova playlist because reasons

Emma Thompson and Peigi Barker, “Noble Maiden Fair”  (Disney/Pixar’s Brave, 2012)

Demi Lovato, “Let It Go”

Miley Cyrus, “Party in the USA” (don’t @ me)

Selena Gomez, “Who Says”

Lady A, “American Honey”

Sonna, “Strong”

P!nk, “Perfect”

Christina Aguilera, “Reflection”

From The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement

Julie Andrews and Raven-Symone, “Crowning Glory” 

Raven-Symone, “This Is My Time”

Grace Potter, “Something That I Want” (Tangled, 2010)

Cheetah Girls, “Cinderella”

Gwen Stefani, “Hollaback Girl”

Pat Benatar, “Hit Me With Your Best Shot”

access this playlist on Spotify here along with some additional tracks that remind me of BLoSC in general

if you have any songs to recommend LET ME KNOW

[totallyredacted]

BAHAHAHAHA so i’m watching the first episode of wednesday and oh my god. she’s no exaggeration, the VERY DEFINITION of a wattpad edgelord mary sue. she drops pirhanas in the pool full of jocks. her roommate is a rainbow “prep” who’s (gasp) on social media, and wednesday immediately hates her. she’s the only one whose uniform is different. she beats the “queen bee” girl at fencing when she’s never fenced before in her life. she’s at a school where the cliques are different monsters. she’s writing a novel. she’s a semi professional cello player. she has visions like raven symone. there are like half a dozen Conventionally Attractive White Dudes who clearly want her. she beat up three dudes in a cafe. her arrival was foretold in a prophecy. she says shit like “i’ve never met a normie who can take me” or “i’m allergic to color” or some insanely on-the-nose shit about the patriarchy (which, yeah, but c’mon). this whole movie seems like it was written by a 14-year-old girl headbanging to the emo trinity. ebony dark’ness dementia raven way is SHAKING in her $666 demonias. it’s the funniest fucking thing i’ve ever seen in my life

[adultswim2021]

Space Ghost Week

Wherein we cover an entire season of Space Ghost Coast to Coast over the course of a week

Space Ghost Coast to Coast #51: “Piledriver” | November 14, 1997 | S04E18

Is this episode good? I think it is?? Why am I so unsure? Because this is, without a doubt, the single episode of the show that I feel like I’ve seen the most. I can’t back up my claims that it aired more than most episodes, really. What I can tell you is, I remember “Piledriver” airing on Adult Swim’s inaugural broadcast and thinking “haven’t they played this one enough?”. I just remember being a kid, FINALLY getting Cartoon Network in the late 90s, diligently watching and taping the repeats and thinking “Piledriver? AGAIN?” 

It’s not fair, because this is a really good episode. This one features two guests and a guest STAR! Why differentiate between guest and guest STAR? Well, this is maybe the only instance I can think of on the show where a celebrity participated by doing a guest VOICE rather than appearing as themselves in Space Ghost’s monitor. I haven’t thought about it THAT long, mind you. Would you believe I’ve done about 16 of these write-ups in a single weekend? 

This one will eternally be the Randy Savage episode. He plays Space Ghost’s grandpappy who looks exactly like Space Ghost but with a gray beard pasted on his face. Zorak even comments on this, along with hims sounding “like Randy Savage”. 

Rob Zombie and Raven Symone are the guests. Zombie’s interview is particularly forgettable, though I commend him for being cantankerous and aggressive. That usually makes for a good interaction on the show. I routinely forget that he’s even in this one, though, so that should say something right there. Raven plays it very safe, and I find that dynamic to be more interesting. She delivers her answers in a very cloying way; she very clearly has no idea what this show is and thinks she’s talking to an audience of children rather than the canonical in-show audience of Zoraks, or the stoned Gen-Xers watching on TV. Her bit is more unintentionally humorous and makes for better television in my opinion. I do like that they aired her with Rob Zombie, though.

The plot is that Space Ghost is coaxed back into crime-fighting by his grandfather, who considers him a namby-pamby milksop. It’s all just so he can oust Space Ghost from his own show and take it over. 

Honestly, this is a very fun one, and might be one of the best episodes of all-time. I just think the problem is I’ve seen it too often. I barely mentioned the Scooby-Doo cold open, where Space Ghost, Moltar, and Zorak mindlessly redub a clip from Scooby-Doo. I love this bit so much, and I wonder how or why they came up with it. It has absolutely nothing to do with the rest of the show. It eventually became a signifier of an overplayed episode, but I still really admire it.

MAIL BAG

Christ, Combustible Edison, maybe the lamest band of the 90s other than like Creed. I hate that tiki lounge crap.

Very bad. Can not imagine purchasing a musical album from that group. I would have to kill myself if I found one in my possession. I would just hold it up in front of a police station and wait for a death by cop, the only noble way to go.

[deafblindshorty]

Y'all talk about who would play Frenchie in MK...

But what about who would play Gena? I'm thinking Adrienne C. Moore or Danielle Brooks. Or maybe even Raven Symone!

[artificialqueens]

Galactica, Chapter 101 (Group Fic) - TheDane/Veronica

A/N: Click here if you’re looking for previous chapters (or here if you’d rather read on AO3). 💫

Previously: Bianca fired Raven, Sutan went into damage-control mode, Fame and Raja doubled down on their anger, and Courtney got herself a new manager. 

This Chapter: Fame agrees to an act of revenge, Team Baby has lunch, Raven recovers, Courtney signs a deal, and Bianca and Sutan make a play date. 

***

“Sutan, I have Bianca Del Rio for you on line-”

Sutan snatched up the phone before Jackie finished her sentence. “Hello?” 

“Well, hello there,” Bianca said, her voice dripping with honey. 

“Did you get the wine-” 

“I did, I did…very lovely, thanks. So tell me…how does my asshole taste?” 

Sutan laughed, relieved. The playful teasing assured him that Bianca wasn’t going to hold a grudge over the Raven fiasco. 

“It’s not great, to be honest with you. You should probably see a doctor,” he quipped back, immediately hearing her signature cackle. 

“I’ll get right on that.” 

“So, were you just calling to thank me…or torture me?” 

“No, I was actually calling to say that I’m looking through the proofs from yesterday, and your girls look great. I want Symone back for a cover shoot. Can we make that happen?” 

“Absolutely! She’s pretty much booked solid in February, but-” 

“Of course. How about Mid-March?”

“We can do that. I’ll email you some avail dates right away.” 

“Excellent.” 

“And, um…” Sutan cleared his throat, a little embarrassed. “You sure you’re not pissed about the whole-” 

 “No, of course I am. But I’m pissed at Raven, not at you. I don’t blame you for that shit. I’d offer to take you out for drinks to prove it, but I know it might incur wrath from your sister, so…”

“Well…” Sutan wanted to say that he didn’t care, he was his own man, but it would have been a bit of a lie, and Bianca would have seen right through it. “I mean, we could go downtown…” 

Bianca let out a cackle, then said, “How delightfully illicit. I’ll find a place, you bring the disguises.” 

***

Following Fame through Galactica was an experience each and every time. Violet used to not notice how elevators emptied and her coworkers practically parkoured to get out of the way, but today, she had time to watch, the horror on their faces when Fame marched past actually sort of amusing when she had nothing to lose.

Violet was walking in the back, right behind Nicky who was doing one of their rapid-fire updates, trying to keep Fame in the loop as she walked from one meeting to the next.

Violet probably didn’t need to babysit Nicky like this, didn’t need to micromanage her to this level, but she wanted to make absolutely sure that Nicky was ready for the responsibility of running Fame’s office, and this was one of their hardest tasks.  

“And then we got a request from Vogue for an interview with you-”

Fame stopped dead in her tracks, Nicky almost bumping into her. She turned around, her blue eyes narrow, her red lips slightly parted.

“What?”

Shit. Violet felt her stomach clench. She was sure she had told Nicky to never bring up press requests to Fame. They went to Alyssa and then Raja if necessary before Fame ever laid eyes on them, the filtering process something that had taken years to perfect. 

“Yes, they’re requesting an exclusive insight into your-“ 

“What Nicky meant to say,” Violet cut in, hoping she could salvage the situation, “is that we’ll have-“

“I’m sorry. Who asked you?” Fame raised a perfect eyebrow, and Violet wished the earth would swallow her up. “Continue.” She gestured to Nicky, who had somehow managed to keep a completely neutral face.

It wasn’t usual for Fame to stop in the halls, and Violet could already sense the eyes of the HR department peek out through blinders and glass doors, Rita’s team rarely ever seeing Fame in the flesh.

“They want to shadow you, for New York, do a full spread. Backstage, parties, all of it, plus an in-depth interview-“

“Right,” Fame tapped her finger against her cheek, the stones on her fingers catching in the light.

It almost seemed like she was considering it, almost seemed like she was contemplating accepting the request, but it made no sense.

It was widely known between senior staff and assistants that Fame hated candid media, that she only relinquished creative control when it was absolutely necessary to promote or save the company.

“And with this request,” Fame looked at Nicky, “Well, one could even say it came from Anna Wintour herself.”

Ah. Violet instantly felt her stomach unclenched, her ramrod-straight spine relax. There it was.

“Yes, Miss.”

Fame hadn’t suddenly changed, hadn’t been switched out with an imposter. Instead, this was simply a childish plot to rub in Bianca’s face, everyone and their mother knowing how much Bianca Del Rio and Anna Wintor openly disliked each other. 

“Well, make it happen then.” Fame turned around, Violet hooking her arm in Nicky’s, whispering everything they needed to do in her ear as they followed.

***

“...and then after Milan, I’m going to Paris and I’m like…pinch me, you know?! How is this my life when just 2 months ago, the best I could hope for was to work a car show?” Tati shook her head in amazement.

Adore laughed, reaching across the table to squeeze her hand. It was so fucking cool to see her thriving like this. “Honestly, I’m so proud of you.” 

“We’re all so proud of you!” Courtney cut in, linking her arm through Adore’s, a dreamy smile on her face. 

“Aww, thanks, guys,” Tati said, taking the opportunity to steal one of Adore’s fries. “It’s nice to have so many supportive Mommies.” 

Naomi snorted, a little bit of her Diet Dr. Pepper coming out her nose. 

“Are you going to Europe too, Naomi?” Courtney asked. 

“Nah. My agent thinks it’s a waste of time to send me out for runway work, unless it’s like lingerie shit,” she sighed. “All I’m doing next week is Victoria’s Secret.” 

“Omigod, you’re gonna be an angel?! That’s so rad!” Adore exclaimed, adding, “I love angels.” 

“We know,” Courtney said, patting her on the arm. 

“I guess, but it’s kind of annoying. I mean, I think I could do high fashion but he keeps booking me for all these like, gross men’s magazines because they pay a lot.” 

“Well…it must feel good to be raking in the cash, right?” Adore said. 

“Yeah.” Naomi shrugged. “But Maxim isn’t French Vogue.” 

“Maybe you should tell your agent that you wanna go in a different direction,” Courtney advised. 

“Oh, I have. He doesn’t give a shit how I feel, though. But…whatever. My boyfriend is moving to a new place in March, and he’s sort of been hinting that maybe I can move in with him, so…maybe soon I’ll be a basketball wife.” She flashed a cheeky grin. 

“Oh yeah, I can definitely see that,” Adore laughed, then nudged Courtney with her elbow. “Looks like you might have another penthouse friend soon.” 

“Hmm?” Courtney asked. She was looking down at her phone, momentarily distracted, and Adore rolled her eyes. Courtney’s obsession with her sister was becoming tiresome, to say the least. 

“Can you go one lunch without talking to her?” Adore asked. Tati snuck a few more fries while her head was turned, and when she turned back, she tried unsuccessfully to bat her hands away, laughing. 

“Yeah, you’re getting a little codependent,” Tati added, popping the pilfered French fries into her mouth. 

“Am not!” Courtney insisted. 

“Are too!” 

“No, I was just checking because she’s got a luncheon thing today and they might be there, and…I just wanted to see if she was alright.” 

“What are you gonna do when she’s in Europe for three weeks?” Adore asked. 

“I’ll be fine!” Courtney insisted. 

“Right, sure,” Tati teased, reaching out a foot to kick Courtney gently under the table. 

“Omigod, you guys, I’ve lived on my own before. I can handle three weeks.”

“Three weeks all alone in a big huge penthouse…” Tati said, sticking her lower lip out. 

Adore rolled her eyes across the table at Tati, saying, “You know she’s gonna be spraying a pillow with Bianca’s perfume and crying into it every night.” 

Tati threw back her head, laughing, then whined, “Mommy, I miss you!” 

“You’re both demons and I hate you,” Courtney said, pouting. 

“Speaking of older women,” Adore said, “How’s the hot milf in your apartment?” 

“Who?” Naomi asked, brow furrowed. 

“She means Bimini,” Tati clarified, “Who’s so not old enough to be a milf.” 

“It’s not about age, it’s about a vibe,” Adore said. “She’s got milf vibes.” 

“Whatever. But anyway, don’t you have your own milf? What happened to her?” Tati asked. 

“Oh yeah, she’s great. But you know, we’re just keeping it casual.” 

“Likely story,” Tati laughed, snatching yet another fry. “You’re keeping it casual just like Courtney won’t be crying into her pillow while Bianca’s away.” 

“Stop that!” Adore shrieked, slapping her hand. 

“Omigod, you guys, just order more fries,” Courtney said.

“It’s more fun this way,” Tati giggled, pointing one at Adore’s face and declaring, “And no way you’re capable of keeping anything casual.”

“I swear, we really are,” Adore said. She understood Tati’s skepticism, but so far, everything was working out just as they’d planned. Casual fun, no strings. She enjoyed their time together, but when they were apart, she wasn’t worried about it, or jealous of her feelings for Jinkx (actually, it still amused her that Jinkx was her unrequited crush), or paranoid about who she might be flirting with. It was as different as night and day from how she’d been with Pearl.  

“Alright, whatever you say, liar,” Tati sang. 

“Do you guys always just sit around ragging on each other?” Naomi asked. 

Adore thought for a moment and then nodded. “Yeah, pretty much.” 

“Cool.” 

***

“Raven,” Raja pushed the door to the bedroom open, careful not to spill the hot water with lemon she was holding. She had already showered and done her makeup, her outfit for the day laid out in the closet. “Are you up? We have to leave for the fitting.”

Galactica was doing their second fitting of the collection’s major pieces, and while Raven didn’t actually need to go in with Raja, it had been in her calendar for weeks.

“Mmh,” Raven was under the duvet, cuddled up on her side, completely ignoring her. Raja flicked the lights on, an outraged gasp coming from Raven who sat up.

“Hey!” Raven was wearing an oversized t-shirt, her normally glossy hair filled with tangles, a bit of mascara under her eyes. “I’m-“

“I know,” Raja sat down on the edge of the bed, handing Raven the glass, “but I gave you almost 48 hours to wallow, now brush off the dust and get moving”

“I’m not wallowing, I’m humiliated.”

Raven was absolutely wallowing, her fiancée practically crying herself to sleep last night.

“Well you still need to get over it. You chose this career Princess. Getting back on the horse is part of the game. Modeling has never been for the faint of heart.” Raja had held Raven when she cried, but she hadn’t comforted her, hadn’t told her that the world was unfair or that she deserved better, Raven deserving of more than sweet nothings and tender lies. “Do you think it was fun when I-“

“But,” Raven cut her off, clearly not in the mood to hear Raja’s perspective, “you didn’t get cruelly dismissed.” 

“Don’t expect me to bad mouth my brother, princess,” Raja reached out, gently pushing some of Raven’s hair behind her ear. “You know I won’t.”

Sure, Raja had been furious when she heard that Raven had been kicked off set, but when Sutan had told her what had happened, she had instantly understood it—even if she had no intention of letting Bianca off the hook.

Raja didn’t like Bianca’s little girlfriend. Actually, she loathed Courtney, but work was work, and there were boundaries you didn’t cross when you had to be professional. That lesson was apparently one Raven still needed to learn.

“Please,” Raven huffed, attempting to turn her head away, but Raja tugged on her ear, holding her in place. 

“You’re only as humiliated as you allow yourself to feel. You’re not beaten, you’re not done.” Raja looked into Raven’s eyes. “You’re going to close the Galactica show, and look fucking amazing while doing it, reminding everyone why you’re still in the game.”

“You think so?”

“I know so,” Raja smiled, leaning forward to give Raven a brief, sweet kiss. “Now get going, or we’ll be late.”

***

“Is anybody getting the mirrors?!”

Raven bit back a sigh, doing her best to keep her face natural. Normally, she loved watching Trixie be bossy, the man usually as soft as butter, but today, it didn’t amuse her at all. She had felt like shit for days, the only reason she hadn’t canceled this final fitting the fact that this was Galactica, and that Raja would never have let her get away with it.

She was standing in the middle of the tailoring floor, Violet kneeling behind her. At first, Raven had assumed Violet wouldn’t show up at all, since Raja had mentioned that she was trapped in Fame’s office, but she had shown up just as Raven got released from hair, stepping in to watch her dress like a hawk. 

“Ah,” Trixie smiled, someone Raven didn’t know showing up with a mirror in tow. “Here we go,” Trixie grabbed the rolling mirror, and Raven took a deep breath, bracing herself.

Raven looked up, expecting the worst, but as she looked in her mirror, she felt her jaw drop. She knew the dress was gorgeous, the flared sleeves in silk organza, the delicate placement of dripping golden jewels on the skirt, but hadn’t expected, hadn’t dared hope.

She looked fucking amazing, any nagging doubt, any fear that Sutan and Bianca had been right, instantly vanished. She wasn’t replaceable, she wasn’t past her prime. She was gorgeous, an absolute goddess, and even if they tried, no new wet behind the ears model could take her throne.

The bitch was back, and she was fabulous. 

***

“Brenda!” Courtney shrieked, grinning like a loon when her brother’s face appeared. It was nearly 4 am in Sydney, so when he’d answered her text saying he was up, she’d been thrilled. 

“Oh god, too chipper,” he slurred, taking a swig of brown liquor. He still had on half a drag face, wrapped in a robe, and looked like he was in the process of taking his makeup off. “Take it down a notch, please.” 

“Sorry, sorry,” Courtney giggled. “But I have something to tell you! You’ll never guess what I just did.” 

“Uh…alright.” Ben yawned, pulling off his lashes.

“Are you gonna guess?!” 

“You said I’ll never guess. So why would I try guessing?” he scooped out some makeup remover and began rubbing it into his skin. 

Courtney rolled her eyes, leaning back in her chair, Dede in her arms. The truth was, she hadn’t told anyone in her family, or any of her friends from back home, about Island Records or the potential deal. She was just so terrified that something would fall through or not work out or go wrong at the last minute. But the second she sent the signed contract to Latrice, she’d been overwhelmed with a desire to finally, finally make them proud. Especially her brother. 

Growing up, Ben was the star of their family. He was an amazing performer, and when she was little, all she wanted was to be like him, to light up a stage the way she’d seen him do. And he was so supportive—he sewed her dance costumes and did her hair and makeup, took her first headshots and helped her make a modeling portfolio when she was 12. Then, when he started doing drag, that was when he really broke out of his shell. Vanity was absolutely everything; talent oozed out of every pore in her body. After seeing her on stage, all Courtney wanted was to someday stand next to her and not feel like the amateur, the annoying little sister tagging along. 

When Ben moved to Sydney, Courtney had buried her face in her pillow and sobbed for a week, utterly heartbroken. The house felt empty without him. She loved her parents, and she knew that they loved her, but Ben had been her whole world for so many years, and without him, she felt adrift. It was probably part of the reason she’d been so keen to graduate from high school early, go to University in America. 

“Well? Are you gonna tell me or what, Brenda?” Ben asked, startling Courtney out of her thoughts as he polished off the contents of his glass. “Ya bloody space cadet.” 

“Sorry, yeah.” Courtney giggled, the smile spreading across her face once again before bursting out with, “I just signed a record deal!” 

“Holy shit, really?” He froze, the towel in his hands glistening with makeup remover, pink glitter, and about 20 different shades of brown. 

“Yes! There’s this exec at Island Records, which is a fucking amazing label, who’s friends with Bianca and she listened to my demo and now they’re gonna produce my first EP!” 

“Wow! That’s fuckin’ amazing!” Ben clapped his hands together delightedly. “Slutting it up in New York has really paid off, huh?” 

Courtney made a face, sticking her tongue out at him, and he laughed, pulling out another jar. 

“I’m just yanking your chain, Brenda,” he said. He smeared cream generously over his skin and continued, “This is so major, I’m really proud of you. I always knew you’d be big someday!” 

“Thanks.” Courtney hugged Dede close, not caring that he was probably lying. “Are you gonna come to New York for my album premiere?” 

She knew that thinking about that was probably jumping the gun, but she was just so excited to get started. The whole rest of the afternoon, she was going to be pulling together all of her song ideas and lyric notes for a package that Charlie’s office would send out to producers. She felt like, even though she had a long way to go, that she was actually, finally, on the way. 

“Can you get your rich girlfriend to pay for my ticket?” 

“I’ll see what I can do,” Courtney told him with a wink. 

“First class would be nice.” 

“Don’t push your luck, Brenda.” 

***

"This is the place?" Violet bit her lip, looking around as she walked into the cocktail bar, the place completely stuffed. “Really?”

“It’s one of the hottest spots in town,” Sutan smiled, her boyfriend right behind her as he closed the door. "Impossible to get actual reservations, but you’ll love the signature cocktail.”

“Right.” Violet didn't know if she loved going out for drinks, but it was something Sutan suggested regularly, meeting up after work to try a new cocktail or visit a new bar an activity that happened several times a month.

“I think I see an empty…“ Violet lifted her arm to point to the bar, but she felt Sutan’s hand settle on the small of her back.

“We won’t be sitting at the bar tonight lovely eyes.” Sutan nudged her gently. “We have a table.”

“A table?” Violet didn't understand, Sutan literally just telling her that it was impossible to get a table here on a Friday night. “Why do we have a-“ 

“Sutan!” Violet froze in place, immediately recognizing the gruff voice. “Finally!”

“Bianca!" Sutan waved.

"Bianca?" Violet looked up at him. "What is she doing here?"

"Meeting us? That's why we're here. I told you." Sutan rubbed his thumb up and down, Violet barely feeling it through her jacket.  "It's just for a drink or two. A quick meeting with a friend, no need to tell Raja."

"I don't-" Violet wanted to say more, needed to say more, but then, they were suddenly standing in front of Bianca, who was wearing one of her signature patterns, the fabric loud and bold.

"Hello!" Sutan grinned, letting go of Violet to pull Bianca in for a quick hug, pressing a kiss against her cheek.  "So good to see you! Thank you again for booking the table.” Sutan pulled out a chair, a small circular table set up with four chairs. “I’ve wanted to come back here for a while.”

“Please. We all know we’re in this part of town to hide from your sister,” Bianca chuckled.

Violet couldn't believe that this was happening to her. How on earth did she get caught up in drinks with Bianca Del Rio? Bianca, who her boss hated, Bianca that Violet had never had a single pleasant interaction with ever. Bianca, one of her boyfriend’s best friends, which meant that she couldn't do anything at all, besides grin and bear it.

“Oh my god, that bathroom was nuts! There are mirrors on the inside of the stalls and I did not appreciate that angle-”

Violet turned around, her eyes widening in shock, when the night turned from worse, to actual shit. 

“Violet!” Courtney fucking Jenek came skipping towards them, her face lit up with an obnoxious smile. She squealed, throwing her arms around Violet's shoulders and pulling her into the most unwelcome hug of all time. "I'm so glad you came! Omigod, are you so excited for next week? Your first fashion week as a designer!"

"I-" Violet didn't mean to push Courtney, but she couldn't help it, the need to get her away instinctive.

"Whoops," Courtney grinned, taking a blessed step back, her irritating glee unabated. "Forgot you're not into hugs. I can't wait to see your dress, I bet it's spectacular!"

"Well well, aren't you a chatty one." Sutan smiled, taking Violet's jacket to put in on the back of her chair. "Is she always this talkative, Bianca?"

"I am!” Courtney chirped, her bright smile never wavering, plunking into a seat beside Bianca. “Are you always that patronizing?" 

Bianca burst out laughing, wrapping her arm around Courtney’s shoulders and mouthing ‘Ha!’ at Sutan across the table. 

“Right.” Sutan smiled. “Sorry. I don’t think we’ve ever been formally introduced?” He held his hand out. “Sutan Amrull.”

"We've met about 12 times, but sure. Hi! Courtney Jenek,” she said, still annoyingly chipper, lashes fluttering as she accepted the handshake, Violet’s stomach twisting at how obnoxious, loud and unnecessary obtrouse Courtney was.

"Give him a break,” Bianca chuckled. “He's only got that tiny man brain to work with."

Violet bit the inside of her cheek, the fact that her hands were covered by the table a small blessing, since she could fiddle with the edge of her skirt without anyone noticing. She simply nodded when Sutan suggested a drink for her, him and Bianca carrying the conversation around the table while Courtney chimed in, the sound of her voice grinding in Violet’s ears.

She couldn’t believe Sutan would do this to her, couldn’t believe he was so thoughtless, so cruel. She knew he hadn’t mentioned that they’d be meeting Bianca and Courtney, because she’d honestly rather break her ankle again then spend another second at that table.

“So…are you excited for our European adventure?” Bianca asked, voice dripping with sarcasm. 

Sutan groaned. “Honestly, no. I used to love these trips. Why am I dreading it?” 

“Because we’re getting old,” Bianca said flatly. 

“Like fine wine,” Courtney added, eyes sparkling with joy as Bianca kissed her cheek. 

“Are you two enjoying living together?” Sutan asked. 

“It’s been amazing!” Courtney beamed, leaning a head on Bianca’s shoulder. “She’s the absolute best.” 

“She’s alright. You’ll get sick of her soon enough,” said Sutan, and Violet could feel Bianca kick him under the table, a childish pout on her face. 

“Listen, it’s gonna be hard enough this month. I’ve been trying to convince her to come to Europe with me, but she’s playing hard to get.” 

“I have to work!” Courtney exclaimed, as the waiter came back with their drinks. “Thank you!”

“Oh yeah? What kind of work are you doing these days?” Sutan asked. 

“Well…” Courtney bit her lip, a giddy laugh slipping from her lips, eyes shining, “I haven’t really started yet, but…” 

“Tell him,” Bianca encouraged, arm tightening around her. “Go ahead.”  

“I just signed a recording contract, like, this afternoon. So I’m gonna be recording an album!” She was smiling so big now, it looked like her face might crack in two. 

“Congrats!” Sutan lifted his glass. 

“It’s honestly a dream come true,” Courtney giggled, shaking her head, “and I’m still kind of having a hard time believing that it’s happening,”

Violet took a deep but quiet breath through her nose, her face hopefully completely blank, her fingers twisted into her skirt underneath the table.

“It’s happening,” Bianca told her, eyes full of pride, “You’re gonna be incredible.” 

It was so horribly unfair—Violet’s own dreams of her first fashion week getting destroyed while Courtney had somehow managed to fail upwards, her disastrous time at Galactica landing her in a bed of roses. 

“And Violet! I know I’m not authorized to know any details anymore,” Courtney said, rubbing more salt in the wound with every word, “but can you give us any little clues about your dress? Maybe just like, how close is it to your original sketch? Because that was so stunning, you should have seen it, B-”

Violet could feel her stomach churning, her drink untouched, Sutan’s arm around her chair too much, all of it way way way too much. 

“I have to go to the bathroom.” Violet had no idea how she managed to get the words out, but she stood up and stalked off, not looking back.

[snarltoothed]

actually very confused by whatever is going on with the mainstream LGBT+ community…

watched like a “queer stories” compilation thing on snapchat and firstly a random straight couple gender reveal party was just thrown in there? i guess the guy could’ve been a well-passing transman but still… weird.

that was followed by a whole long ass list accompanited by video clips of “celebrities you didn’t know were lesbians” who were actually a variety of female bisexual and lesbian celebrities including Elliot Page… like i want to say nature is healing because Page IS a lesbian… and everyone listed was actually female… but girlie… Angelina Jolie is NOT a lesbian. come on.

also pretty much everyone in the world knows that Lea Delario and Jane Lynch and Sarah Paulson are lesbians like it probably would’ve been more appropriate to include Raven Symone than literally any of these women on a list of celebrities people DON’T know are lesbians, as opposed to very prominent lesbians who are nearly on Ellen (DeGeneres) levels of publicly lesbian or the barrage of female bisexuals (who do deserve recognition for being bisexual but, by definition are NOT lesbians… on account of the fact that they are bisexual)

[madalice31]

Why is Raven Symone bringing the whole “I don’t want to be labeled African-American” thing back like it’s gonna hit any differently in 2024 than it did in 2014. Like girl a decade does not change that ignorant ass statement.

That is my biggest pet peeve when black people say shit like that. Idk if she is biracial or just light skin, but the self hate is real. Like the idea of saying “I’m American and my great great great great etc were American too. I’m not from Africa” it’s just the dumbest, most self denying thing I’ve heard.

Like sweetheart, slavery was ONLY a few hundred years ago. That’s maybe two or three greats right there. It isn’t like a thousand years have passed. Sure, if she is biracial, her white great greats have been here and that’s fine. But that doesn’t apply to or negate the black side of her. And if she’s not biracial it just sounds worse.

Like I don’t get why some American citizens are so desperate to make it seem like America is an origin type country. America is a melting pot. Nobody is “just” American accept the Native American tribes who had their lands stolen to begin with. Even the white folks are originally from elsewhere, no matter how long it’s been. I’ve heard white people refer to themselves as Irish-American or Italian American. Sure they may just say they’re American too but it’s not because they don’t want to be “labeled” Irish or Italian. They’re not trying to distance themselves from their heritage. No, only black people seem to do that 🤦🏽‍♀️. At least mostly.

I’ve met a Spanish chick who don’t speak a lick of Spanish and grew up in Atlanta and ain’t been back to Mexico since she was a child. She still proudly calls herself Mexican-American.

Met a Japanese guy in LA, never been to Japan a day in his life. Wasn’t even born there. Neither was his mom or grandma. But he still proudly called himself a Japanese-American. The point is, he didn’t say don’t call him Japanese and only call him American when he’s clearly of Japanese heritage.

I myself was born in Nigeria, left when I was 1 and haven’t been back since. I’m 34. Raised in Atlanta. Not only do I consider myself African-American but I get even more specific and say Nigerian-American since I have the blessing of knowing my culture and where on the continent of Africa I’m actually from.

So denying your heritage, no matter how far removed you are from it, is a complete disservice to your knowledge and acceptance of self.

I can understand not wanting a label to define who you are. There’s more to a person than just being Black or being Japanese. Or being gay, straight, or trans. Human beings are way too multifaceted to be put in a box; for one aspect of them to define their whole identity. And if she had put it that way, I think more people would have gotten her point, if that was her point. That was Idris Elba’s point that I think she missed.

Denying your identity is a whole different thing and not only did she deny her black heritage, she denied her sexuality. Yes she said she “doesn’t want to be labeled” and that’s bullshit because life is full of labels. She has no problem being labeled a celebrity, an actress, a singer. Being labeled someone’s wife. But don’t label me gay! Don’t label me African American! It’s not that I hate labels, I just want to pick and choose which ones apply to me 🙄. It’s a cop out for self hate. That’s my opinion.

And doubling down on your insecurities 10 years later trying to use a completely different situation from yours to “prove” your point, it’s not cute. As we can see, not much growth happened there.

[angelofverdum]

The Cheetah Girls

I shouldn't have seen this movie again. I should have enjoyed the good memories I had of it.

When I was a kid I loved Raven so much. I worshipped That's so Raven, that btw, it is still the best Disney Channel show.

I know Raven Symone is problematic as hell, but my god she carried the movie. Like, what other girl was doing it like her? She is such a good actress and such a good comedian.

Galleria was the one who planned the outfits, wrote their songs, booked the performances, etc. They needed to respect her a bit.

Also, they folded so fast when the producer told them that in order to be famous they had to change everything about them.

When Galleria said no they thought that it was about her not having all the control of their music and looks. Well, yes? She was right.

I get that Adrienne Bailon is Latina, therefore Chanel was Latina, but her mother was not?

Anyway, it's not that deep. It's a kid's movie. The plot is all over the place. The songs are not that good and there is no memorable musical number.

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