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Something They Don’t Know

Prompt: In which Daveed Diggs is asked how he comes up with his lyrics during an interview. Told in his POV.

Warning: Smut.

A/N: Day 5 of the write-a-thon. Of course I would post this early when all I’ve been complaining about is not having enough time to write. Oh well. Also, I’m sure Nadeska Alexis is a cool girl, I just needed her to behave this certain way to get the story going. Enjoy!

Daveed slips his phone into his pocket and stood to give Nadeska Alexis a handshake once she enters the dressing room, Lin’s advice on how to handle the tricky reporter reverberating in his mind. Having done the Complex interview with Chance previously, he warned him about her ruthlessness and her inclination to pry for scandalous information she could share with her readers. Lin told Daveed to be polite, courteous, and above all, smile through the “little white lies” he would have to tell.

“Mr. Diggs, it’s unfortunate that the rest of the crew couldn’t make it,” she says, turning on her recorder and sliding it on the table that separated them, “but I’m glad you were able to come in despite the late notice.”

Daveed lets out a nervous chuckle when she ignores his gesture, his hand still awkwardly hovering between the two of them, and opts to bring out her notebook and pen from her purse instead. He was never the best with interviews, especially when he was by himself, dressed in clothes he couldn’t afford and sitting in a room that was too sophisticated for his tastes. He wished William and Jonathan were here – they understood his ineptness when it came to talking to new people and would definitely take over the interview. But since they couldn’t, he had to man up and promote the new album releasing in a week.

Nadeska sits, and Daveed follows suit, watching as she flips to a page full of questions that she’s prepared. Luckily, the first few questions were predictable –  how he adjusted to life after Hamilton, his role in Blackish, the release of the album, and the upcoming tour -  all he could answer easily and truthfully. But when she suddenly leans forward, a gleam in her eyes that screamed trouble, Daveed knew it was time to make use of Lin’s advice: smile through the little white lies. 

“So, clipping doesn’t exactly have the most innocent songs,” Nadeska hums, choosing her words carefully, “and some of them require a repeat listen. Your lyrics are curt but very complex, Mr. Diggs.  Mind if I throw a few lines at you to elaborate on? And if you could perhaps share what, or who,inspired you to write them?”

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My fave moments from SDCC press


Candice : There’s still Cisco, Kid Flash…*looks in DP’s direction*…a bunch of people stepping in to help

Int : what would the wedding look like?

Tom C : Red wedding

Candice : Oh my god! Why would you put a curse on our wedding!

ET Now

When Grant thought he was blocking Keiy & he leaned into Candice (3:10)

(At 3:50) JLM : Kids are always in trouble whether it be […] or regular everyday drama *puts his arms on Candice*

Candice : Wait why are you putting your arms on me like?

Grant : Cuz gurl we got all the drama 

Candice talking about Iris’ dream wedding (5:25)

(6:25) Grant correcting Leanne saying Iris is Barry’s FIANCE not girlfriend (A MAN)

(8:50) Grant taking a picture of Leanne mid interview & her smiling & blowing him a kiss

THE EXCHANGE STARTING FROM 10:50 to  11:05 “Dude stop! She’s not your real girlfriend!” THE NOISE I MADE SKDKSJD

The nod to Candice/Caity friendship at 11:55


“I cackle every single day.”

Helena Bonham Carter’s glorious laugh

anonymous asked:

Imagine they interview Katie and Melissa together and they ask the question "So how's Lena&Kara relationship?" Katie answers "They're best friends, she's true to Kara!!" while Mel answers at the same time "Well can you trust a Luthor??" and Katie just narrows her eyes and glares at her co-star

Interviewer: Soooo how’s Lena and Kara’s relationship?

Katie: Best friends! Bezzie Mates! Lezzie Mates! Wife Goals! True to Kara! All the love! ❤️❤️

Melissa: Welllllll…. *pauses* 😏

Katie: Don’t even say it…

Melissa: Can you ever… 😏😏 trust a Luthor???? 😉😉

Katie: Damnit M… Honey we talked about this.

So Many Reasons (Mike Faist X Reader)

WC: 2601

Warnings: Swearing, friendly banter, fluff!!

Summary: An early morning interview may reveal some things Y/N would rather have stayed hidden

Tagged: @lildipstick  @bellasabb

A/N: This was requested by an anon, so I hope you enjoy!!

“Hello everyone, and welcome to the Today Show. This morning we have with us the stars of the hit Broadway musical Dear Evan Hansen! Laura Dreyfuss, Ben Platt, Will Roland and Y/N Y/L/N! Welcome you guys!” The interviewer said, her voice unnaturally peppy for 6 in the morning.

“It’s a pleasure to be here.” Ben said, smiling brightly at the interviewer. I yawned slightly but quickly covered my mouth. Unfortunately Will noticed, and let out a chuckle.

“Sorry. I’m still getting used to the lack of sleep. Normally I sleep in till at least 10.” I said and everyone laughed, including the interviewer. “It’s all good Y/N. So, what’s it like being in such an emotionally demanding show?” The interviewer asked.

The question was open ended, but she looked more at Ben as she said it. “Well, it’s definitely tough, but I’ve been playing Evan for 3 and a half years, so it becomes less of a chore over time.” Ben said, the interviewer nodding.

“Now, Laura, your character Zoe is very closely intertwined with Evan. What’s it like playing that chemistry onstage with Ben?” She asked Laura and I bit back a laugh.

I know how much Laura hates getting asked questions that paint Zoe as ‘Evan’s love interest’. I glanced over at Will whose eyebrows were arched, a smirk on his face.

“Well, Ben is a wonderful human being, so I guess the chemistry just comes naturally. The whole cast and crew are super close both on and off stage, so my relationship with Ben’s, and everyone else’s, character is incredibly natural.” Laura answered, fiddling slightly with her dress.

“Speaking of relationships.” I groaned internally and shifted slightly in my seat. “Who do you reckon has the closest friendship in the cast?” The interviewer asked, and I didn’t notice the smirks appear on my cast mates faces.

“Definitely Mike Faist and this one. They’re very close.” Will said, wiggling his eyebrows slightly and jabbing a thumb in my direction. “Really?” The interviewer asked, and I fought the urge to bury my head in my hands.

“Oh yeah. They’re practically inseparable.” Ben added, smirking at me.
“I think I have a photo on my phone of Y/N and Mike dressed in the other person’s costume.” Laura said and I audibly groaned, my cheeks flushed.

“It’s too early in the morning for all this bullying.” I responded, slouching slightly in my seat. The interviewer chuckled at the interaction between us, looking at me with sympathy.

“So, Y/N, it’s pretty much unanimous that you and Mike are the closest out of the bunch. Is there anything you’d like to add?” The interviewer asked, her eyebrows arched high.

“Well, uh, Mike and I are definitely close friends. We’ve known each other since Mike was in Newsies, and it’s definitely great to be able to work with him on something major.” I said, shifting slightly in my seat.

“Alright then. Well, that’s about all the time we have. Check out Dear Evan Hansen at the Music Box theatre. Please thank Ben, Will, Y/N and Laura!” The interviewer said and we all waved at the camera.

“Thank you so much for coming, you guys.” She said, shaking our hands. “You’re very welcome.” Will said, smiling at her. “Best of luck with the show.” The interviewer said as we left the building.

“I hope the bus you threw me under swerves and hits y'all.” I said as soon as we were out of the studio. Will laughed and threw an arm over my shoulders. “It had to be said. You and Mike are tighter than tight.” Will replied, smirking set me.

“Hey, what do you reckon their ship name would be? Because we all know you two are going to end up dating.” Laura said and I groaned, whacking her on the shoulder.

“Hmm… I’ll have to think about that.” Ben said, stroking his chin in a pose of thought. “I hate all of you. I hope you burn in hell.” I retorted, shoving Will’s arm off my shoulders.

“No need to be so touchy. We were just saying, you and Mike would be absolutely adorable together.” Will said and I rolled my eyes, storming into the theatre.

“Hey! How was the interview?” I heard a voice ask and I looked up to see Mike, smiling gently at me. “It was alright. Did you watch it?” I asked, awkwardly tugging on my coat.

“Nah.” Mike said causally, tucking his hair behind his ears. “Good.” I muttered, writing my name on the sign in sheet. “You ready for another two show Sunday?” Mike asked, walking up the stairs with me to my dressing room.

“Christ, I need a nap.” I muttered and Mike laughed, ruffling my hair. “I know how much you love the couch in my dressing room. You can crash there for your nap.” Mike said and I felt my cheeks heat up.

“Thanks Mike.” I said, stifling a yawn. “It’s all good Y/N.” Mike said softly as he opened the door to his dressing room.

I lied down on the couch, smiling weakly at Mike as I curled up. “You can stay here if you want.” I murmured, watching Mike turn around with half-lidded eyes. “Oh, uh, sure.” He said, sitting down near where my head rested.

I shuffled up and bravely placed my head in his lap, hearing Mike’s breath hitch. He let out a sigh and placed his hands on my head, playing with my hair gently.

I exhaled, feeling myself slowly drift off to sleep, Mike still toying with my hair. “Thanks.” I muttered, my lips turned up in a slight smile. “You’re very welcome, Y/N.” Mike said, his voice fading as I fell asleep.

I opened my eyes slowly, yawning as I stirred. “Good morning sleeping beauty.” Mike said, smiling down at me. I groaned and sat up, running a hand through my hair.

“Hey. What’s the time?” I asked groggily, fighting back a yawn. Mike chuckled and pulled out his phone, unlocking it. “It’s 9:15. You had a decent nap, Y/L/N.” Mike said and I rolled my eyes, flipping him off.

Mike placed a hand on his chest in mock offence, and I laughed softly. “Hey, Y/N?” Mike said and I hummed in response, noticing how close Mike and I were sitting.

“Have a look at this.” He said, passing me his phone. On the screen was a tweet from Will that contained a photo of me asleep on Mike’s lap with a caption that made my cheeks go red.

“In the wise word of Lin-Manuel Miranda, fire up your slash fics in your Internet.” I read, internally cursing Will Roland. “Yeah. Will has always had a… questionable sense of humour.” Mike said awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.

“Yeah. It was just a joke.” I muttered, suddenly feeling very deflated. “I should probably get into my dressing room, and, uh, start warming up.” I said, standing up abruptly.

Mike looked at me curiously and went to protest, but I was out the door before he could say something. I threw my dressing room door opening, slamming it behind me.

I locked it and sighed, sitting down and putting my head in my hands. I felt my heart shatter when Mike suggested that the thought of us being together was nothing more than one of Will’s jokes.

I felt the tears escape my eyes and flow down my cheeks, dropping onto my clothes. I had tried to so hard to push down my feelings for Mike, to ignore the fact that he probably had his eyes on someone other than me.

I took in a deep breath, realising that there was no point in crying over someone I spent practically all my time with. I’d have to settle for being friends and nothing more.

My heart ached at the thought, but I decided to stop thinking with my heart. That had gotten me in some serious trouble before, and I wouldn’t have it happening again.

I got off the floor, wiping the stray tears off my face. I had never been more grateful for the lack of interaction between Connor and Alana until today. I saw that it was now 9:30, and we still had an hour or so before rehearsals for the matinee.

“I’m going to go grab something for morning tea. You’re welcome to join me if you want.” I called, opening the door of my dressing room. “Hold on Y/N. I’ll be there in a second.” Jennifer called and a smile settled on my face.

“Awesome.” I muttered, glancing in the mirror to make sure it wasn’t obvious that I had been crying. “Good morning Y/N. You ready to go?” Jennifer asked and I nodded, smiling brightly at her.

We walked out of the theatre and strolled down the street, taking in the sights and sounds of the theatre district. “So, how had your morning been?” Jennifer asked cheerfully, her red hair bouncing as she walked.

“It’s been horrendous, Jen.” I said and she gave me a sympathetic smile. “I had to get up at 5:30 for the Today Show, and if you watched the interview you’ll understand why that was a disaster.” I said and Jen grimaced slightly.

“I did see that. It’s like everyone except Mike knows how you feel.” Jennifer said and I nodded, exhaling defeatedly. “Then I took a nap with Mike. I fell asleep on the couch in his dressing room.” I said, noticing Jennifer’s eyebrows raise slightly.

“Will took a photo of the two of us and posted it on Twitter with a caption pretty much saying we should date, and Mike’s response was that it was just one of Will’s jokes.” I said and Jennifer let out a quiet gasp, wrapping me in a tight hug.

“Oh sweetie. You know Mike, and you know how he tends to say things without thinking.” Jennifer said and I sighed, squeezing her torso.

“It’s just, it really hurt because we’ve been friends for so long, and I’m an expert on repressing my feelings.” I said and Jennifer frowned, pushing me away slightly.

“Y/N, you don’t play someone’s mother without getting to know them very well. Mike doesn’t know how to deal with his feelings, especially when they’re romantic.” Jennifer said and I frowned, feeling rather confused.

“Wait. What do you mean, romantic?” I said, noticing that we had approached the bakery. “Y/N, Mike has pretty strong feelings for you. Clearly the two of you are both terrible talking about your feelings.” Jennifer said and my eyes widened, shock etched into my features.

“Holy shit.” I whispered, earning a chuckle from Jennifer. “Exactly. You should really talk to Mike after the show. Or before, I don’t care. Just talk to him. Things can’t be solved without communication.” Jennifer said and I nodded, taking in a deep breath.

“Thanks Jen. I definitely need a brownie right about now.” I said and she chuckled, walking into the bakery. We ordered a brownie each, plus a box of them for the rest of the people back at the theatre.

“Wait. Mike doesn’t like brownies. He prefers cookies.” I said, and Jennifer smirked at me as I ordered a double choc chip cookie. “Let’s go Y/N.” Jennifer said, patting me on the shoulder.

We made the short walk back to the theatre, carrying our morning tea. “We’ve got brownies!” Jennifer announced, and she was met with cheers from the cast and crew.

Jennifer put the box of brownies down on a table, and although most of the cast swarmed the box, I noticed that there was someone missing.

“Hey. I’m going to go see Mike.” I said to Jennifer and she nodded, patting me on the shoulder. “Good luck.” She whispered, giving me a thumbs up as I left. I made my way through the hallways, stopping just outside Mike’s dressing room.

I knocked tentatively on the door, hoping for a response. “Come in.” Mike called, and I took in a deep breath. “Hey. The rest of them are out there destroying the box of brownies.” I said and Mike let out a breathy laugh.

“I figured. Jennifer’s voice travels pretty far.” Mike replied, his hair pulled back in a loose bun. “I, uh, I know you don’t like brownies, so I got you this.” I said, passing him the bag that contained the cookie.

His face lit up as he took the bag, taking the cookie out. “You got my favourite flavour!” Mike said excitedly, taking a bite from the biscuit. “Of course I did.” I muttered, looking at the ground.

“Thank you Y/N.” Mike said, cookie crumbs around his mouth. “It’s no problem.” I said and an awkward silence settled over the room. “About, uh, what happened before.” I said Mike’s smile disappeared almost instantly.

“Y/N.” Mike said but I cut him off. “I just wanted to say that, um, what you said really hurt me.” I said and Mike’s face fell. “It’s because, uh, well, I kind of.”

During my rambling I didn’t notice Mike stand up and walk over to me, but I did feel him place his lips on mine, cutting me off instantly. My eyes widened, but I quickly closed them, melting into the kiss.

His lips tasted sugary, and fit perfectly against mine. His hands held my face gently, as if too much pressure would cause me to break. I snaked my arms around his waist, pulling him flush against my chest.

I broke away from the kiss, leaning my forehead against his as I tried to catch my breath. “I am very sorry about what I said Y/N. I kind of went after you when you stormed off, but I left when I heard you crying.” Mike muttered, his hot breath fanning my face.

He took his hands off my face and held my shoulders gently, his taller build making this an easy feat. “I love you Y/N, but I kinda struggle with talking about my feelings.” Mike said and I felt my breath hitch in my throat, a smile blooming on my face.

“Jen did say that.” I said and Mike chuckled, pulling me into a hug. He kissed my forehead softly and I closed my eyes, leaning into Mike’s chest. “I told you to talk to him, did I not?” I heard a voice say and Mike chuckled, the vibrations soothing somehow.

“Hi Jen.” Mike said sheepishly, and I retracted my arms from around his waist. “Looks like you two finally sorted things out.” Jennifer said, a smug look on her face.

“There wasn’t really a lot of talking. More like me stammering like an awkward mess and him kissing me.” I said and Jennifer chuckled, Mike’s cheeks flushing at my words.

“Either way, it worked. Congrats you two. It was only a matter of time.” Jen said, winking at us as she walked away. Mike let out a sigh and slipped his hand into mine, smiling bashfully at me.

“I love you Mike.” I murmured, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I love you too.”  He replied, squeezing my hand. “You’re so warm.” I murmured, earning a hearty laugh from Mike.

“I hope that’s not all you love me for. My warmth.” He said and I shook my head, pecking his lips briefly. “There are so many reason why I love you, Mike Faist. That’s just one of them.”

'Supergirl': Will Lena Learn the Truth About Kara in the Finale?
Will Lena Luthor finally learn the truth about the Girl of Steel during Supergirl’s season finale? Throughout the second season, Kara (Melissa Benoist) somehow did the impossible by befriendi…

How do you think Lena would react if she learned Kara was actually Supergirl?

There’s a couple of things that go through my head when I think about this. You realize that, at some point, she’s going to have to know. Long may she not, in my opinion, but part of me goes, well, from all that you’ve seen from Lena so far, she’s very accepting to aliens and people that are different, so why would she be any different with Kara? Absolutely she’d feel, in a way, betrayed and hurt that her friend hadn’t trusted her, but at the same time, I think she’s a very levelheaded person, so she understands that it would be difficult for Kara to ultimately trust a Luthor with that secret. Then, I also think that Lena tries so hard to be so different from the rest of her family that that would carry over into that relationship, that she wouldn’t want to be Lex, she wouldn’t want to be Lionel, she would want to be who she has been so hard striving to be up until this point. I’d like to think she’d be very accepting of her best friend and the fact that her best friend is different.

We love you SZA

SZA went from being an artist I never cared for, despite her affiliation with artists I did (e.g: Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock, SchoolBoyQ and Rihanna) … to one of my current favourites in a matter of one album. I saw her at Afropunk London last year but didn’t appreciate the essence of her presence … because I wasn’t a huge fan. 

I’d always watched her interviews, even though I found her music boring, because I found her energy so beautiful. This time around, her interview on The Breakfast Club was the best at getting me excited for the album. Charlamagne obviously listened to the album (properly) and asked all the right questions. She broke down the stories behind (most of) the track, from fucking her man’s friends to her insecurities, to being a sidechick. She confessed that this album is the first time she’d spoken about her past relationships (and feelings in general) so explicitly. And it’s so obvious to me. I always found she spoke in parables and would get to the end of a song feeling so underwhelmed and a bit … lost: 

That’s when I realised … SZA is me. I am the queen of parables. I just expect people to understand everything that is so crystal clear in my mind. 

She also spoke about how much she’d “grown” which, again, was so evident to me. Shit … even her melodies are a lot more sophisticated and refined than they used to be. She’s no longer drowning behind instrumentals and using music as a platform to lazily lay her feelings down. The songs on this album have structure and stand out from each other. That’s what I need. 

“Go Gina” is one my faves. The chorus is so sexy in its simplicity. It’s repetitive but not monotonous. I feel like Gina. “Mind my business…”

“Weekend” is another of my faves. She epitomises the beauty of being a weekend lover, addressed to her lover’s “other girl”. Melodies here? Beautiful. Digest the phrases below, found throughout the song, pls:

  • “You say you got a girl. How you want me?” 
  • “Knowing it’s selfish. Knowing I’m desperate”. 
  • “Is you coming home. Is you out with her? I don’t care, as long as you’re here by 10:30”. 
  • “My man is my man is your man. That’s her man”. 
  • “I just keep him satisfied through the weekend. Make him lose his mind every weekend.” 
  • “You take Wednesday, Thursday and just send him my way. Think I’ve got it covered for the weekend”. 
  • “I just keep him satisfied through the weekend” 

“Doves in Wind” - the pussy song. 

Again, she begins a song with a seductive bassline. 

When I first heard Kendrick’s verse, I thought “he really wasn’t needed here”. But after a few listens, I realised a needed a man to verify how powerful pussy is. Women are not making this up. Your twitter timeline is not lying. You cheating uncle is not lying. Kendrick Lamar is not lying. 

Minor detail: I enjoyed his pitch on this track. That’s not his natural pitch. (He almost sounds like Anderson .Paak in some instances, which is besides the point). Now this might not have been the intention at all, but I just got the feeling he was robbed of his traditional masculine bass just talking about good pussy. Vulnerability turned up a notch. The Kendrick I know is the Kendrick on The Recipe, for example.  

My favourite line in this song? : “You can touch the booty if you like, I ain’t trippin on you” at 2:47. 

i could on and on about more of my favourite tracks but this post will get unnecessarily long. 

Bottom line is: girl … I am impressed. 

Con Artist

The Sunday before my birthday a black snake appeared in our back patio. Just a black racer, (non-venomous) but lightning fast and this one was aggressive.

I don’t know if you’ve ever laid flat on the floor looking under a couch for a pissed off snake, but it makes you a little jumpy. I wrenched my neck in the burning lurch trying to not get bit. After about 15 minutes of slowly carefully moving boxes & furniture, trying to flush out the snake, and with the help of my brave wife, I finally got it over by the door.  It refused to make a run for it. It just coiled up there hissing and rattling its tail like some kind of nightmare. I didn’t want to hurt it and I didn’t want to get bit, but it kept striking at me as I waved a pillow at it. Finally, I was able to push it out the door with a broom, while it kept striking the whole way.

That same afternoon my wife and I went with some friends to see a documentary about a dead poet. About ⅓ of it was beautiful footage of California farms while the narrator read the dead poet’s words. The dead poet was terrific, but he was a typical shitty human being - 3 ex-wives and lots of drugs and fucking his friends’ wives, girlfriends, and students. All the usual BS while either being a college student or professor. Another ⅓ of the film were interviews with other famous poets. One of my favorites was a famous poet who’d written her most acclaimed book almost 30 years ago. Her book won awards and was about the atrocity of war, but the front cover was a picture of her; twenty something and beautiful.

All the interviewed poets mostly talked about their own books and experiences with the dead poet. At the Q&A session after the documentary, the director said they had 200+ hours of footage of poets being interviewed. I guess they were only able to edit about 30 minutes of it and even then they just talked about themselves and their work.

The other 1/3 of the film was comprised of still photos of this dead poet’s face while people talked about what a character he was. He’d grown up on a farm in with parents who were decent people. Then he went to college and was a student for 10 years till he got his Ph.D. Then he was a teacher at several universities. He died at the age of 49, alone, on a coke bender. None of the other poets even noticed he was missing until his mail piled up. Several days later, the firemen broke into his house and found his body.

This is what I hate about art. This is what I hate about writers. I don’t want your fucking picture on the cover of your poetry book. Why not use a picture of a sewer pipe or the perhaps the Atlantic Ocean?

This isn’t about you - FUCK YOU! The artist is an egotistical little shit. A baby who cries about shit while the world changes their diaper. I don’t have time for artists. I know the scam. The artist will swindle you. They will take everything and do their best to leave you happy for it. They will fuck and suck you every which way imaginable until there is nothing left of you. You are just an old photograph to be interviewed. A 70-something husk fretting over her cats. The best you can hope for is that the great artist will have immortalized your brief encounter with a few overwrought flourishes about how each little moment was… some earnest poetic BS about love. Because the truth isn’t poetic. Meanwhile, true love surrounds us, changing diapers.  

WWE Rant

Where to start? Um, okay. So I heard that they are going to do a clean up in the Women’s Lockeroom, which means that they are going to fire women and hire other women. In my opinion, they don’t even need to. They only have 6-8 women on Raw and Smackdown Live, and the only women who are regularly on NXT are Asuka, Nikki Cross, Ember Moon, and Ruby Riot. That is a little bit when you think about it. They are gonna have the Bellas return, but honestly, I just don’t think that they should take out some incredibly talented women. And three of the women are those who have been in the company for a long ass time and have dealt with Vince’s petty ass for over a year. Also, the three of the women deserve better and they’re people who I look/looked up to for pretty much my entire life. Let me explain some more.

They want to fire Renee: Renee is somebody who I really love, and she has done nothing wrong with the company. The company is taking things away from her, like the opportunity to do Raw Talk and Talking Smack every week, and Renee loves doing those things. Now, they’re planning to fire her? Why? I don’t understand. She has dealt with Vince’s pathetic attitude ever since 2012, it’s dumb how they’re planning to fire her if they do this idea. She is the best interviewer in my opinion, and I love seeing her on Smackdown Live and Raw. WWE isn’t giving her any big opportunities, so it isn’t her fault that she is barely on Smackdown. Just because she’s an interviewer, that doesn’t mean that she should just leave the company. It’s just so freaking stupid. If they actually fire her, it will piss me off. Vince McMahon is just fucking crazy.

They want to fire Emma: What the FUCK? Seriously, Emma is one of the most talented women on Raw, and the reason why they’re not letting her show her full capability, is because Raw always uses the same four women: Alexa Bliss, Nia Jax, Bayley, and Sasha Banks. Emma even noticed this by saying something on Twitter, “Funny how women get all of these opportunities that I don’t get.” Also, Emma stated that wrestling is all that she has left, and everything else has been taken away from her. This proves that WWE doesn’t have a heart, if they’re actually wanting to fire her. She’s been wanting to wrestler for so long, and WWE is just going to take it away from her. It’s really dissappointing. Emma hasn’t even gotten a title shot, what the acutal hell? The last time she was seen wrestling was Main Event. Are you kidding me? I’m seriously so upset. I’ve looked up to Emma ever since her days back in NXT, where she was actually treated well. Emma deserves way better treatment. She has a lot of talent but Raw doesn’t seem to notice it.

They want to fire Natalya: WHAT HAS NATALYA EVEN DONE TO DESERVE THIS??????? PLEASE EXPLAIN WWE!!!!!! Natalya is a veteran and she’s dealt with the company for 10 years, I’m pretty sure. The last time she has ever gotten a championship was back in 2010. This proves that WWE only just cares about the women in NXT, and they’re not giving those women who have been in the WWE for so long a chance. They want to force Natalya to freaking retire. Why? Because you want room for more women? Bullshit. Natalya should be Smackdown Live Women’s Champion by now. She has been pushed in the back for so long, and WWE is just treating her like a freaking joke. This is why I’m just done with WWE. They’re never giving the women who are really talented a chance. Natalya deserves way better. She really does. She needs this win at Battleground, and I’m going to be so freaking upset is she loses. I’m just done.

Sorry if I went a little too far, but I needed to get this off my chest. It’s just my opinion, remember. There are probably some people out there who disagree with what I’m saying. Honestly, Vince McMahon needs to learn that there are multiple other women that he needs to put into championship matches. For example, Emma, Mickie James, Dana Brooke, Alicia Fox, Natalya, and Tamina. But, no. Vince McMahon doesn’t do that at all. It completely pisses me off. Also, you can show this to anyone. You can even tweet it to Vince McMahon, who knows? If this is the way he will treat the Women’s Division, then I am just done. So much for the Women’s Revolution.

I’m gonna be honest with you guys. In my opinion, Paulina’s probably one of the weakest recurring characters in this entire show. Even Dash got a focal episode in the form of Micro Management. Aside from Parental Bonding, which only depicts her as shallow and manipulative, any focus Paulina gets usually has her overshadowed or barely doing anything.

Honestly, no character really deserves that, but I was having trouble finding a way to make her character work without changing things too much. These last two episodes finally gave me an idea that I think could’ve been very interesting. So, this is going to be less of an analysis of Paulina as we know her and more of some ideas for the kind of character she could have been.

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