This Mikey Way and Ray Toro
As these kitties

seen from United States

seen from Canada
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seen from Russia
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seen from Uzbekistan

seen from Germany
seen from Malaysia
seen from Kenya
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Belgium

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This Mikey Way and Ray Toro
As these kitties
I'm sure people have said this before, but I get the impression that Holmes' isn't actually unable to understand social cues, he just sometimes forgets about them or chooses to ignore them when he's wrapped up in case
staggering difference...
with ryan<3:
“Oi.”
Billy closed the distance maybe faster than he was intending, and before he realized, he’d pulled the lad in, closing his arms around him. Clinging tighter than he had in a long while, maybe more given the change in strength. Ryan was solid, just as strong, just as… unbreakable. Billy couldn’t fight the pang in his chest. He wanted to say the words, but his mouth wouldn’t even let them stumble out. Part of him just wanted Ryan to stay. His breath hitched when Ryan hugged him back, and he had to fight his own eyes watering and his throat closing up, his own will to break down…
with the cunt(you know the one<3):
“Oi.”
Half a pivot to turn around–right into Billy’s hard fist.
It was just enough to make him stagger, put shock and rage in his eyes even as he saw it coming–and put a nasty grin on Billy’s face. And it didn’t take long before Billy went in for another blow.
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The Bear: Season Two, Episode Nine - Omelette
This not-fully-plotted-or-planned post is the fruit of a conversation between myself and @unladyboss (including their observations of Carmy). We were supposed to rewatch THE SCENE from that episode to share our interpretations.
But I tend to do too much which means I watched the whole episode.
It’s been months since I’ve seen Omelette. I certainly remember the significant moments. But, seeing the whole story, allowed me to gain more appreciation for this episode and the show in total.
The driving force – the theme of this episode was focus and unfocus. The writers beat us over the head with the amount of times the word ‘focus’ was said. Yes, I knew this was a crucial arc of the season but watching this play out was fascinating.
We, the audience, are not just told about focus but are also shown how the characters have become streamlined, honing their skills and talents - becoming focused.
In no particular order:
Ebra working on his Serve Safe Certification during prep.
Tina leading the other chefs with precision.
Natalie reviewing the upcoming weeks to keep revenue coming.
Richie commanding the pre-dinner staffing.
Gary and Fak stepping up to be the informants of customer experience/enjoyment.
Marcus using his creativity to craft new desserts.
Uncle Cicero supporting Carmen in those moments leading up to the soft open.
Sydney utilizing her voice to demand respect and to be vulnerable.
Carmen realizing that there is something so important in his life.
Each character was finding purpose, embracing it, and owning their worth. To me, they felt solid and assured. That is everyone except Carmy whose focus wavered throughout.
And that is his greatest fear. Consistency…calm – a focus of his own choosing.
He knows chaos. That’s what his brain and body have become accustomed to due to years and years of childhood abuse and the verbal abuse of that one NYC Chef. Frenzy, hecticness, hypervigilance, planning ten steps ahead, anxiety, disappointment, shame, guilt, anger…so much anger…
These are emotions and “coping skills” that Carmy has depended on his whole life. He tries to mask them, burying or transforming them into his culinary expertise. But here, at The Bear – back home, Carmen is faced with too much stability. He doesn’t know what to do with it.
The expectations that have been placed upon him (internally and externally) are a lot, sure. But he seems to roll with those punches. And he has managed to trust in those around him. That is overwhelming. Things are going fairly well in his life. That is overwhelming. He's dating and taking some semblance of control of his life. That's overwhelming. His vision for the restaurant he wanted to start with his brother is coming true. That’s overwhelming. He has a trusted person standing side-by-side with him in the BOH. That’s overwhelming.
Though Mikey is the catalyst to opening a new restaurant, it’s all the people who are here now that have made it work.
I don’t think Carmy can manage that knowledge. He’s so okay with being alone and driven and self-harming himself in the sense of constant work, lack of self-care, not eating properly, pushing passed exhaustion – you get the picture. He’s not okay in knowing that there are people who genuinely care about him and his dreams; and they have stayed.
People stay.
Sydney stayed.
I believe that’s why he thought of her during his panic attack. Being near her allowed the conversation about Sydney’s mom to happen. He can focus when she’s around. That’s why, when Syd corrected Nat that the fridge guy’s name was Tony, Carmy was in perfect sync. When watching that moment, I thought: “Jinx! You owe her soda!” LOL!
Then there’s the table scene which was utterly glorious. It highlighted his vulnerability concerning his fear dating Claire who was “great”. Carmen doesn't believe he deserves greatness. It's not for him. It's for everyone else.
Under that dang table, he showed his hesitations all the while noticing Sydney. He values her. He made sure she knew. Towards the end of that scene, the way he looks at her before turning away to go get THE gift, was wow. To me, it seemed like a lightbulb clicked in his heart and soul.
Sydney matters so much to him. He doesn’t want to fuck up for her. But he knows he will. He always does.
u haven't been posting in a while here, u good?
I've been neck-deep in Baldur's Gate 3 in my spare time, unfortunately. I'm hoping that once that's sated, I can refresh myself on TOH.
I will say, I've made Philip into the Guardian for my runs and some of the stuff he says is SPOT FREAKIN' ON.
"I have many hobbies, I am a man of many talents" I say as I almost put my finger threw my sewing machine
Phantom of the Opera 72
//I’m not dead, I swear! Sorry for the lack of activity over the past few days. I’ve rediscovered my love of these horror rpg maker games so I’ve been replaying a bunch of my favorites and hunting down whichever ones I can find that I haven’t played before. So, yeah. Kinda let myself get sidetracked there...