#syd15

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“Hey, Angie?” Will whispered, close to her ear.

“Yes?”

“Do you think we’ve hidden too well?”

It was a valid question.  She hadn’t heard a peep from either Sophie or Graham since both she and Will had awkwardly ended up in the same place after hide and seek panic had led them both to be crammed underneath Will’s bed, shoulder-to-shoulder, staring up the slats holding up Will’s super expensive mattress.

(His mattress looking amazing to sleep on, like it would almost certainly cure the weird knots that Angie carried around in her shoulders from picking Graham up all the time.  Angie had spent a silent but substantial amount of time they’d been stuck under here trying to figure out how to ask Will if she could crash in his bed sometimes.  But in, like, a platonic way.)

“Probably,” Angie said, and rolled herself as much as she could in the limited space.  She ended up partially on her side, facing Will in the dim light.  “Do you think they’re even still looking for us?”

“I give it a 50-50 chance.”

Will shuffled himself around a bit to face her as well.  His shoulders were broader than her, so it was a tighter fit.

And whoa buddy, it just got a whole lot warmer in here - Will’s face was close to her own, and she could feel his breath on her skin as he shifted about, and suddenly Angie’s whole body was a terrifying mess of a lot of things she should definitely not be feeling.  Shit.  Shit shit shit!

Angie’s breath caught and held, and she froze, staring awkwardly at Will.

“Uh.  Angie.  Are you okay?” Will whispered.

Breath, D’Amato.  “No.  Yes.  Yup!  Nope.  I’m fine!”

She could see Will frowning in the darkness.  “What are you -”

“Nooooope, not doing this!” Angie said, and rolled herself right out of that hormonal, sexual-tension-laden trap, out from underneath Will’s seductively amazing bed and back into the harsh daylight and the reality of Angie’s actual, real, sad single parent life.

“GOT YOU,” Graham yelped above her head, pointing down.  “I told you, Sophie!”

Olivia.

Olivia.

Olivia.

OLIVIAAAAAAA. ❤

(sidenote: I have been meaning to re-watch the series for like 5 years now. I keep saying I will re-watch it but I haven't yet bc its not on any of my streaming sites so thank you for the reminder because look at her face. My strong girlllll)

This is so funny because here I am, coming to check your blog to see if there is something cooking in the oven (because for soeme reason I still don’t follow you) and find that you doubt how much people like your writing... That will not do. People care. I mean, I’m here explicitly checking for more of your writing, so there you go, someone else who cares!

you guys, you’re seriously gonna make me cry again!  this is so sweet.

and yes, for the record, i am working on a fic right now that had was prompted to me last week.  it’s been something that’s been floating around in my head for a little bit, and when i was asked to write something similar, it seemed like fate.

it should be out in the next couple of days.

so yeah, i guess if you are someone who looks out for my fics (which again, is hard for me to wrap my head around), there’s something to look for.

and thank you for the compliment.  it’s...wow, yeah.

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I just re-listened to the entire series on audiobook last year. It took me about 6 month to listen to them on my work commute and the number one takeway I took from that re-read was how much I love the character, Harry Potter. He wasn't my favorite when I first read them as a teenager. He wasn't my favorite even when I re-read them a couple times in my twenties. But now, he's not only my favorite HP character of the entire series but he is in my top five favorite literacy characters of all time, right up there with Anne Elliott, Anne Shirley and Meg Powers.

Look. Harry has the most selfless heart of any character I have met in literature. Even at the age of eleven, he was thinking of others. Time and time again he puts others before himself. He thinks of them and their well-being first. He extends mercy and redemption again and again towards those who wish him the most harm. Is he perfect? No, not at all. He has his moments of annoyance, rage and stubbornness as we all do. But Harry is a protecter, that is who he is at his core. It is why he could never be swayed to the dark side by Voldemort and why he wasn't overcome by the illusions of grandeur like Dumbledore was. Harry doesnt care about THINGS as much as he cares about PEOPLE and as someone who reads a lot, we need more depictions of that in literature.

Harry is a nice guy in the truest sense of the word. And I feel bad that it took me years and multiple re-reads before I could finally see that.

🧑‍🔧: what’s your dream job? Something involved with helping people. Not sure what that is specifically, I like what I am currently doing (Librarian) but occasionally I get an inkling I want to do more to help others. 

🌎: where are you from? California, born and raised!

🍕: what pizza toppings do you like? My go-to toppings are sausage, bell peppers and onions. I like veggies on my pizza.

📱: show your home/lockscreen! I am on my computer so I can’t, but it’s a screenshot of the beach.

Natasha. I didnt love her initially (iron man 2 was not kind to her character) but once the Avengers movie came out and I learned more about her backstory and then started diving into fanfic, I was a goner. She is the best