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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 1 year

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I want to request an eddie fic where Jason finds out eddie has a crush on reader and maybe she's semi popular or a cheerleader. And jason calls reader over to where he's picking on eddie and says sonething like "hey. Have you heard the news? The freak has a crush on you" and she kisses eddie in front of everyone and confesses that she likes him too and jason is just stunned

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Currently writing for Eddie Munson. I write for a variety of reader inserts (male, female, gender neutral, readers of color too).

The more details you had to your request, the better it is for me. EX: “What about some fluff for Eddie after he’s had a long day?”

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Eddie Munson x Female Reader.

CW: Some name calling/bullying.

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Eddie know he's being obvious. He should truly tattoo the truth on his forehead. But he tries to give the passing decency that he’s not this deep into the hook and line. Eddie tries to pretend he is not sinking. Whenever you pass him in the hallways, he tries hard not to follow you the entire length of it.

This all started a year ago, when you moved into town moving in from the city. He’s not sure what caused the move though the town rumors are your mother begged for the change of scenery to stop a wandering eye of your father. But Eddie doesn’t buy into small town gossip.

He doesn’t have to imagine the bullshit they say about him. He hears it every day and the last thing he wants is to stoop as long as them. So he didn’t think about what the reason what. He only thanked the gods that you did land here in Hawkins. You sat next to him on the first day of school, even asked him if he had a pencil you could borrow.

Eddie cursed himself when he had to tell you no, but he waltzed over to Mrs. Bakers desk, batted his lashes and got one for you. You laughed at the way Eddie leaned into the edge of the desk, fingers twirling a pencil in the mug she had on her desk. When Eddie returned to you, pencil in hand, he gave you a small smile. “Secured just for you.”

And from the second he heard your laugh, Eddie was a goner.

He wasn’t supposed to go anywhere--Eddie was supposed to graduate that year. You were supposed to just be the girl that Eddie had a crush on and that maybe flirted with if the heavens would be that gracious. But it’s just supposed to be a fleeting things.

Now he’s year, repeating his senior year and the fleeting crush burns brighter in his gut every second he sees you. At lunch, if Eddie is behind you in the line, he leans in closer, asking what you think is best off the menu for today. You always laugh. “Let’s add a fruit to that skinny pale you call a lunch,” you tease back.

It’s entirely obvious.

So Jason Carver really doesn’t need to slide up behind him now on a Friday, which had been rather mundane, and start a scene.

“Oh, please, not the freak flirting with you. You can tell him no, you know? If he doesn’t take a hint, let me show you how a real man should treat you and intervene,” Jason spits.

You scoff and move your tray down the line. “So, Eddie, why don’t I ever see you at the games?”

Jason had been trying to get with you every since you showed up, but he wasn’t your type. Or he was the type you’d go for at your old school, but Jason always felt like he was a predator, stalking you to seize a praise where Eddie also seemed to keep a distance. Sure you could tell he liked you but he never imposed. He inched in momentarily to make a joke and then just as quickly as you could blink your eyes, he was gone again in the distance. You couldn’t tell if it was just shyness or if Eddie was just like that as a person. But you enjoyed having a slower pace, you got to spend more time feeling Eddie out rather than jumping in immediately to things.

Eddie turns the heated glare from Jason towards you. His heart nearly skips a beat when he remembers you’re in the cheerleading outfit, the skirt barely brushing the first half of your thighs and the tank exposing your midriff. He’ve forgone your sweater--one that Eddie had seen you wearing earlier. “Sports, well, sports aren’t really my thing. I’m much more into intellectual games.”

You giggle for just a moment and then Jason shoves into Eddie’s back. Eddie mindful of you in front, takes the loss of the milk carton to the floor between your feet and slips an arm around your waist to keep you from hitting the metal railing. Eddie does manage to break your sure fire hip bruise and even keeps your tray up on the railing in the process too.

“Watch it freak!” Jason hisses.

“You okay?” Eddie asks you.

You nod, one hand subconsciously reaching for the chain on his jeans. You reach for it to keep you steady and also because it’s pressing into your thigh and the chill of the building has settled into the metal as well. It almost stings against your skin. “Yeah, you?”

“Peachy,” Eddie smiles down at you.

“News flash, freak, you really need to watch where you’re going. You’re pathetic with your gawking,” Jason presses on.

Eddie realizes now Jason is just trying to pick a fight. As the new school year crept on, it felt more obvious to Eddie too that maybe you liked him back. But he still never pushed it. He’d be out of here soon enough. It would never work with him. It would always be fleeting. But now, as Jason seethes down Eddie’s back, Eddie wonders if Jason’s mood is less at the fact that you don’t like Jason and more ten times more pissy because it’s Eddie who you actually like back.

Eddie’s learned in his years that sometimes not giving in is much more effective. So once Eddie is sure you’re stable, he nods on. “Why don’t you pick a fruit I’ll add to the skinny pale I call a lunch box?”

Your smile dances over your lips. “I’d say sun, because you’re so pale but why don’t we get some potassium in you today.”

“Potassium sounds good to me.”

“And,” you add on, the hand on his chain, trailing up to his neck. Eddie eyes widen and he nearly rears back out of your grasp, but you push up and capture his lips just fast enough to keep him from totally pull away from him. Eddie whimpers into your mouth--as embarrassing as it is, but it is his first kiss that is not game induced or alcohol riddled. It’s a real kiss.

So real it’s got his toes curling in his Reeboks. He feels like a child. The way he wants to whimper again because you’re still kissing him. The point would’ve been made with even just a simple peck. But you’re still holding onto the back of his head, you’re still pulling him even further into you. Eddie’s hands which had been hovering over your skin, dig in just a little on your waist and he tugs you into his body too.

Your lips finally part, a little wet from the kiss. “And some vitamin kisses too,” you whisper.

“Oh my god,” Eddie whispers. It is not the thing to say after a kiss. It’s not. And neither is, “I think I died.”

You snort at Eddie’s confession and the cross of his eyes as he buckles just a little in your hold. He catches his own weight but you get arms under his pits, laughing as you. “Eddie, get serious,” you laugh.

He stands erect again. “Seriously--what was that?”

“I like you too, Eddie.”

It’s five words but Eddie swears they light his skin on fire. “Would-do-a date?” he stumbles out.

“Are you asking me on a date?”

“Yes--if you want,” he adds on quickly. “Movies? Do you want to go to the movies?” He realizes now he didn’t properly get the question out as his brain is still lagging behind after the kiss.

“I’d love to go to the movies. Tomorrow?”

Eddie nods. “Yes, sure. Uh, can I call you later after looking in the paper about the releases?”

“I would be disappointed otherwise. I’ll look too, yeah?”

“Sounds good.”

You reach for the fruit, which you know you’ve been standing in front of for far too long by the pursed lips of the lunch lady and hand Eddie the banana you’d teased about earlier. He laughs but takes it with a wink. When you look at Jason, he’s pushing out of the lunch line and heading for the side doors to th cafeteria. You’re not sure how much he saw, but you hope it was everything so he’ll finally get the hint.

Eddie walks you to your table. He hovers for a moment unsure if it’s too much but the end he goes for a peck on your cheek and then flies over to the table he normally sits. You catch the wind of his run pushing his hair up and laugh as his friends greet him with enthusiasm, hands slapping on his back.

Saturday can’t come quick enough.

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yeah ok its reyna anon again bc i read your thoughts good thoughts btw and now i need to yell aimlessly about her once again. ok SO ik shes not explicitly aro but like. as an aro that monologue in toa was SO arospec coded i cannot begin to explain. personally im of the opinion that shes secretly a chaos gremlin ok she has So much responsibility that she never gets to put down but normally is chaotic. her and percy’s friendship to me is like. you understand my trauma and help me process it in a way nobody else does and i do the same for you but Also they are the worst kind of bitch to each other <3. her and jason also???? like. what do you do when your best friend vanishes without a trace for months, doubling your responsibilities overnight and simultaneously you cant process or grieve even if you wanted to because you dont have time. and then the worst part is when he finally comes back to you and looks you in the eyes and treats you like a stranger. and you cant show any emotions about that either. then you all save the world and then he ignores you for months. and thats on top of all the other trauma shes so fucked up <33333. agree on the gender thing tho transmasc? transfem? bigender? genderfluid? cos but in an i dont give a fuck way? possibilities are endless. also her joining the hunters was kinda fuckin stupid. and also her and nico and jason are all So Autism i think that jason is the adhd autism creature combination with the big ears and autism eyes. i think she has chronic pain also and like. cane user reyna later on👀? anyway sorry i am So abnormal abt her thx 👍👍

i'm a little obsessed with you

anyways you're so fucking correct about cane user reyna holy shit you're so smart. also about jasonreynanico autism cuz Yeah that's autism right there. i'm not an adhd jason truther but i can get behind it. i think they all share like exactly one special interest and stare at it with the autism eyes and infodump about their various other unshared interests to each other. they're so trio tbh

also yeah she is definitely arocoded !!!! i love the aro reyna interpretation so much cuz it's so real but also hmmm................... lesbian reyna is very cool. and bi reyna is funky just cuz i like the idea of her crushing on jason and then meeting thalia and being like wtf BOTH of them??????? and also teehee giggles she'd be so funny in the role of a busy businesswoman who goes to a small town and meets the small town folks and finds she prefers the simple life to her busy business and starts dating like a baker or a lumberjack. she's definitely arocoded but reyna romance has the potential to be silly yk. even if that silliness is just christmas movie cliche.

also YEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH jason and reyna angst my beloved oh my god they go fucking crazy no joke

i did like her joining the hunters tragically. but it'd be cooler if she and leo's things switched like reyna finds calypso and gets her off ogygia (cuz no man can find the island twice but reyna's not a man is she. unless we're going transmasc in which case yk whatever) (and maybe they don't get together also. unless it's like a pjo era calypso and not her modified so leo can have a fighty fiesty girlfriend version cuz reyna would not be good with that version she'd leave caly on the street i promise (but even then yk caly's millenia old yk maybe a bit old for reyna but yk she was on an island mostly alone so maybe that doesn't apply)) and leo finds happiness and love in friends. but yk that would've been like a from hoo thing and i'm not changing two series for a thing that happens at the end of one book yk. and i don't expect rick to think that far ahead.

anyways ty for your asks !!!!!!!!!

#allfatherly guidance #answered prayers

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After production ended on the long-running "Little House on the Prairie" series, three made-for-TV movies helped wrap up the series. The first of these, "Look Back to Yesterday," depicts Albert's heroic battle with an ultimately fatal illness. Albert interviews at the University of Minnesota, where he plans to study medicine. Albert (unbeknownst to anyone else) suffers from unexplained nosebleeds and is always tired. His family later finds out about the nosebleeds, and a physician from Mankato informs Charles the symptoms point to a deadly form of leukemia, and that Albert has a short time to live. Albert adamantly states his wishes to live out what may be his final days in Walnut Grove; he falls in love with childhood friend Michelle Pierson (who also plans to attend the University of Minnesota to study education) and spends many of his hours with his beloved sister, Laura. Laura, however, is in denial that her brother will soon die, and wants her equally-beloved brother to rest. Albert gives an emotional speech about living each day to the fullest to his one-time classmates, who are organizing their annual trip to the Keepsake tree (which sits atop a steep incline and contains items donated by the alumnus of Walnut Grove School). Meanwhile, Walnut Grove has fallen on hard times because of a dispute between the farmers, who want to sell their crops, and the railroad. Charles helps organize an effort where the farmers work as sharecroppers, to help put an end to the dispute. The farmers are initially against the idea (only John Carter, Dr. Baker, Mr. Edwards and Nels Olesen are for Charles' idea at first), until Albert passionately tells of how he always admired the spirit of cooperation of Walnut Grove's farmers. Meanwhile, Jason Carter has a case of puppy love, and announces his intention to sneak a kiss from fellow classmate Amy Bryant.

Shannen played the role of Jenny Wilder.

TV film aired on December 12, 1983.

In the second sequel of the popular TV series, during preparations for a Christmas baby, Laura and Almanzo are forced to go looking for Rose Wilder who was kidnapped by a woman who recently lost her child. While looking for Rose, Laura, Almanzo and Mr Edwards meet a young lonely orphan boy looking for a home, who ends up living with that woman. Also, Jason Carter wishes to give his mother a happy Christmas.

Shannen plays the role of Jenny Wilder.

TV film aired on December 17, 1984. This movie forms part of the unofficial final season 10 trilogy. Accordingly, this should ideally be watched in its originally intended middle story position, due to the nature of the explosive season 10 finale. Although this was the second sequel telefilm produced, it was actually the last "Little House" story to air on NBC in December, 1984 (it had been kept on the NBC shelf for a year).

In the series finale, the town of Walnut Grove is revealed to have been built on land owned by a railroad tycoon. The citizens deal with the loss of their town and lifestyles, and some must decide how best to respond to this explosive event.

Shannen plays the role of Jenny Wilder.

TV film originally aired on February 6, 1984. This was the third of three "Little House" telemovie sequels, and the last story to be filmed, but not the last to be broadcast (it debuted during February 1984, while the film made before it, "Little House: Bless All the Dear Children", aired ten months later, in December of that same year).

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LUCKY STIFF

1988

Lucky Stiff is a musical by Stephen Flaherty with book and lyrics by Lynn Ahrens based upon the 1983 book The Man Who Broke the Bank in Monte Carlo by Michael Butterworth.

It was the first produced collaboration between Flaherty and Ahrens, who went on to great success with Ragtime (1998), Once on This Island (1990), Seussical (2000) and other hit shows.

The musical takes place in England, Atlantic City and Monte Carlo. The time is now, or very recently.

Downtrodden English shoe salesman Harry receives the unexpected news that he has inherited a fortune from his late Uncle Anthony, on the condition that he takes Anthony’s dead body on a special trip to Monte Carlo. If Harry fails, the money will go to the Universal Dog Home of Brooklyn. However, also hot on the tail of Uncle Anthony’s money is Rita, Anthony’s lover with whom he embezzled $6 million behind her husband’s back. And hot on Rita’s trail is her brother Vinnie, who has been blamed for the crime.

‘LUCKY’ PRODUCTION HISTORY

Lucky Stiff was created and first performed off-Broadway Playwrights Horizons in April 1988, winning the Richard Rodgers Award. The show starred Stephen Stout, Julie White, Stuart Zagnit and Mary Testa.

The musical was next produced at Maryland’s Olney Theatre in May 1989, starring Evan Pappas, winning the 1990 Helen Hayes Award for Best Musical.

A 1994 studio cast recording included Pappas, Judy Blazer, Testa, Jason Graae, Debbie Shapiro Gravitte, Paul Kandel and Patrick Quinn.

In 1994, the musical had its British debut in the midlands, and in 1997 it had a West End production starring Frances Ruffelle, Paul Baker, and Tracie Bennett.

In October 2003, it was presented as part of York Theatre's Musicals in Mufti concert series, starring Zagnit, Testa, Malcolm Gets, and Janet Metz.

A feature film version of Lucky Stiff premiered at the 2014 Montreal World Film Festival. It stars Dominic Marsh, Don Amendolia, Nikki M. James, Jason Alexande, Mary Birdsong, and Dennis Farina.

THE ATLANTIC CITY CONNECTION

In a prologue, the chorus sets the scene in a song titled “Something Funny’s Going On”:

ALL (sung): Something funny’s going on And it isn’t very pretty. This is how it all began, With the murder of a man. Bang! RITA shoots HARRY (spoken): Oops! ALL (sung): In Atlantic City, New Jersey.

After opening scenes set in England, the action shifts to Atlantic City, New Jersey, home of Rita LaPorta, whose late husband was manager of an (unnamed) Atlantic City casino.

SOLICITOR to HARRY: “Due to an unfortunate accident, your Uncle, Mr. Tony Hendon of Atlantic City, New Jersey, has passed on. Apparently, casino managers do quite well in Atlantic City, New Jersey. In US dollars, Mr. Witherspoon, a currency I find highly distasteful, your Uncle left you...six millions dollars!”

Rita is presented as the typical New Jersey Italian-American mob wife in the style of Carmella Soprano in “The Sopranos” or Angela DeMarco in Married to the Mob. Rita is extremely nearsighted, but luckily, her brother Vinny Di Ruzzio is an optometrist at Atlantic City Optometry.

VINNIE to a PATIENT: “Is this your first visit to Atlantic City Optometry, Mr. Loomis?”

A production at University of Southern Oregon included a poster for the business. The poster gives the address as Baltic Avenue in Atlantic City. The real road was immortalized in the game Monopoly! Since it is the cheapest property on the board, we can assume Vinny’s practice is not exactly catering to an upscale cliental.

Rita barges into her brother’s office brandishing a newspaper. In the film version, the newspaper masthead reads Atlantic City Bugle. This is a fictional newspaper. Atlantic City Press was (and is) the newspaper of record in the shore town.

Rita enlists her brother’s help in tracking down the heart-shaped box of diamonds she stole. Off they go to the south of France, leaving Atlantic City behind. The city by the sea is mentioned again during the play’s climactic ending.

RITA, pointing a gun at ANNABEL: “Where is that heart-shaped box?” ANNABEL: “It’s...it’s in Atlantic City!”

DEAD UNCLE TONY, confessing: “I knew that bullet that killed Luigi was meant for me. I owed the guy. So I came up with a plan, fast. I planted my own obituary in the Atlantic City papers so people would think I was dead.”

‘LUCKY’ / AC NJ TRIVIA

Atlantic City was not included in the original book, which is set exclusively in Europe. It was the innovation of Lynn Ahrens to ground the show in the United States before moving the action to the Continent. Las Vegas being further afield, Atlantic City it was!

Flaherty and Ahrens returned to Atlantic City as a setting in Ragtime. Click here to read about it!

The film cast includes several prominent actors from New Jersey: Jason Alexander (Livingston) and Nikki James (Summit), as well as Don Amendolia (Woodbury), Mary Birdsong (Long Beach Island), and Wesley Taylor (Elizabeth). Stage performers from New Jersey include Stuart Zagnit (New Brunswick) and Judy Blazer (Dover).

Although Lucky Stiff has not to date been performed on Broadway, it has had several New Jersey community, college, and high school productions.

The first time the musical was heard at the Dramatists Guild workshop, the authors were told to start again from scratch. The original piece wasn't funny enough or silly enough. Stephen Flaherty says that there are basically two completely different scores for for the show; before, and after the workshop. Annie Golden played Annabelle in the workshop.

Ahrens found her copy of Butterworth's novel at sale of old books from the Pierpont Morgan Library. Interestingly, the Morgan Library figures prominently in the climax of Ragtime, another F&A musical.

The character of Annabelle Glick was originally named Annabelle Smith.

The song "Times Like This" was written to replace another song called "I Wouldn't Waste My Time" that was deemed too sad. The song "Times Like This" is featured on Christiane Noll's album A Broadway Love Story.

#Lucky Stiff #atlantiic city #Lynn Ahrens #Flaherty and Ahrens #Musical #Off-Broadway #Nikki James #jason alexander #monte carlo #New Jersey

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The Great Gatsby. Theater Review.

"The Great Gatsby" at the Broadway Theatre is a grandiose musical replete with fantastic sets and glittering costumes. Steadfast to both the book by F. Scott Fitzgerald and the movie, the songs complement its plot in this two hour and fifteen minute whirlwind of a show.This Broadway version had its book by Kait Kerrigan, music by Jason Howland and lyrics by Nathan Tysen

The show kicks into high gear whenever Jay Gatsby (Jeremy Jordan) is on stage. Jordan is both a phenomenal singer and actor; his "Past Is Catching Up to Me" brought the show to a halt, in fact, most of his songs had the audience in awe. His effort is one of the best, if not the best I have seen all season.

Directed by Marc Bruni and choreographed by Dominique Kelley, "Gatsby" never has a lull in it, the pace is wonderful and Paul Tate Depoo lll sets and projection design are incompatible to anything this season. From the fireworks on the sound to the palatial homes and the automobiles, Depoo brings us back to a by-gone era, an era of wealth,opulence and privilege.The lighting too by Cory Pattak adds to the the shows spender.

Little is known about Jay Gatsby, he went to war, he studied at Oxford, but little else is known about him other than he dated Daisy Buchanan (Eva Noblezada when he was stateside ready to be shipped off to war. Her cousin, Nick Carraway is reluctant to reunite them but has second thoughts after meeting her husband, Tom (John Zdrojeski). Unlike the book, it is intimated that Gatsby is a bootlegger and his extravagant parties, his home and Rolls Royce are ill gotten. The musical also shows the criminal element that both he and a gas station owner, George Wilson are involved with. The plot never really develops this very well, however.

The cast are all effective, but a few stand out... Samantha Pauly as Jordan Baker and John Zdrojeski as Tom Buchanan as well as Jeremy Jordon are staples throughout the show. Continually turning in dynamic acting, all three command the stage. The long awaited "The Great Gatsby" never disappoints and is a must see!

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"Gatsby" was reminiscent of the old time shows that used to grace "The Great White Way" The sets, costumes by Linda Cho and the projections were so deft and imaginative. It almost seemed that each set topped the next and so did the costumes. Even though "The Great Gatsby" had mixed reviews, I could not disagree more. The music was very good, it never over powered the plot, rather it complemented it.

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Next up is "Hells Kitchen" and "The Heart of Rock and Roll". After that with be a few off Broadway shows and some out of state. Both the fall season and the spring season has been a memorable one indeed! It will be very interesting to see who wins the Tony's this season. I guess that the judges will have their hands full.

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The Luxurious Lumiere Wrap Dress

Indulge in the timelessness of wrap dresses and embrace a style choice that transcends fleeting trends. In this blog post, we’ll delve into the charm and flexibility of the iconic silhouette and provide valuable styling suggestions for effortless day-to-night transitions.

Wear the lumiere wrap dress with comfortable flat sandals or sneakers to achieve a casual chic aesthetic. Add a woven tote bag and delicate jewelry to finish your look.

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Stylish maxi dress featuring a romantic wrap style, delicate lace trims and a soft and flowing silhouette. Pair with strappy heels or sandals and a mini bag for a glamorous look.

Lena, Aaron and Kevin are three American filmmakers who travel to rural Quebec to investigate the true story of 10-year-old Aurore Gagnon, a girl who died as a result of heinous child abuse in 1920. The film begins with their arrival, where they witness a series of bone-chilling paranormal events that lead them to try to communicate with the ghost of Aurore.

As if that weren’t enough, the three visitors stick their noses in places they don’t belong, leading to the town residents viewing them as cultural interlopers. This is particularly clear when they visit the local grocery store, where Kevin and Aaron behave in obnoxious fashion by gawking at every food item that they don’t recognize. Lena tries to keep them from making too much of a fuss, but it’s difficult. She’s a likeable character who’s not afraid to make her own mistakes.

Lana

If Lana Del Rey were a Spice Girl she’d be Literary Spice. Over her ten years in the public eye she’s made it pretty clear she’s a big reader – from Nabokov to Bukowski to Beat poetry and the clack of an 808 hi-hat. She’s a Sylvia Plath for the post-tumblr age, a nightgown-clad Walt Whitman of our times.

Her fourth album ’Lust for Life’ is notable in two ways compared to her previous work. For one thing, it’s her first album to feature collaborations – with the likes of The Weeknd, A$AP Rocky and Playboi Carti lending their voices.

Another thing is that this record seems to signal a new direction for her music. It’s less otherworldly than her previous works – more ourworldly, really – and as such it has a more introspective feel to it. Almost as though she’s at the end of an era, questioning her legacy and her relevance, but not without hope. Her most genuinely unguarded record yet. Stylish and timeless, this high-neck maxi dress is made from Oseree’s Lumiere fabric woven with fine metallic threads for a unique shimmer finish.

Charlotte

Charlotte is the older sister of Alison DiLaurentis and the biological cousin of Jason DiLaurentis. She is a very attractive young woman with blonde hair, blue eyes and an oval-shaped face. She is very feminine and wears lots of jewelry. She often styles her hair in bounced curls or waves. She is sassy and confident, and is not afraid to speak her mind.

She is a smart and cunning young girl who grew up at Radley Sanitarium. She was able to escape from Radley by lying and using her intelligence to get what she wanted. She also enjoyed causing chaos for the people around her, especially those closest to her.

She first met Aria Montgomery while under the alias of CeCe Drake, the former best friend of Alison. She was impressed by the way Aria was able to keep her secrets and use her power as a social climber. They became friends and a lot of things happened between them.

Serenity

In a month full of fumbled efforts based on perfectly serviceable ideas, Serenity stands out as a magnificently terrible movie. Its pleasures, like its off-kilter charm, its idiocy, and its brilliant casting, are hard to pin down, but they are there. It's the rare January movie that dares to be as bold and unrelentingly strange as it is, and its results are so wildly off-kilter and disorienting they make the whole enterprise worth seeing.

Matthew McConaughey stars as Baker Dill, a shirtless fishing boat captain obsessed with catching a huge fish that seems to be following him everywhere. The movie operates on a wavelength all its own, from its intense beginnings to its what-the-heck-was-that mid-film twist to its defiantly sentimental finale. Serenity is one of those movies that you see, then spend the rest of your life leaning back in a theater, staring at the ceiling. It's the kind of film that makes you want to hire a set of speakers so you can hear it better. And so you can tell your friends that you saw it first.

Ava

Once loaded with connotations of exoticism and movie-star glamor, Ava now ranks annually among America's most popular girls' names. Unfortunately, Tate Taylor's female-starring shoot 'em up bears this very same name and doesn't quite know how to shake the reputation off.

Jessica Chastain delivers her finest performance as a professional hit woman with an eerily familiar face and manner. Ava's backstory spouts out in convenient montage mode: a gifted student who went off the rails with booze and drugs; a rehab stint; and then a hazily defined black-ops recruitment under the caustic mentorship of Duke (John Malkovich).

Once we establish that Ava is your cliched indestructible contract killer, she starts to show signs of being just a little bit human by questioning why her target was marked for death - something all professional assassins must be curious about at one time or another. But as soon as the film reverts to formulaic action sequences, we're right back in the same old carapace. The climactic nightclub fight feels like it's going to break new ground but ends up merely rehashing genre conventions.

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Not related to the other two Bio!mom Harley AUs that I did. Just... similar. I wrote this instead of sleeping, as per the usual.

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“I need your help.”

No accent, no threats of violence, no beating around the bush (figurative or otherwise). No fighting or unconscious bodies.

Just Harley Quinn with her hair down, no makeup, and completely serious, in the center of the Bat Cave. Even though her usual exaggerated Brooklynn accent (circa 1950s) had become a pretty inseparable part of her personality over the years, every now and then she forcibly stuffed it down and used her mostly unaccented voice. The one reminiscent of days with less colors on her face, a high bun, and a pristine white lab coat.

Every single one of the Bats and Birds present, fresh from an interrupted patrol thanks to her, could count the number of times they had seen Harley like this on one hand. Bruce would have the most recollections, but everyone else would have plenty of fingers left on said hand. So they all knew, especially when Bruce willingly pulled down his cowl so he could look Harley in the eye, that this was the start of something they were not likely to forget. And maybe their chances of survival were slim too.

“Harley,” Bruce’s voice was still gruff, seeing as he was still mostly Batman at the moment, but his eyes were soft. “Maybe you should tell us what you need help with first. And sit down. You look exhausted.”

Sure enough, there were dark circles under Harley’s eyes. She let Bruce-man lead her over to one of their debriefing tables and sit her down. She let out a huge sigh, her fingers tangling in her loose blond locks.

“I have a confession, and it isn’t gonna leave this cave, capiche?” The slight return of her accent relieved a little of the tension, but not much. Taking this as their cue, the rest of the bats spread out into their usual seats at the table. Bruce stayed near Harley, keeping a hand on her shoulder in silent support. Harley didn’t continue talking until he gave her a solemn nod in agreement. She gulped— an action that immediately returned the tension.

“... fifteen years ago, back when I was still with Joker, I disappeared off the Gotham scene for a few months. I’m sure a few of you remember,” she looked up, and a couple of the older vigilantes nodded. Really, Jason has still been Robin back then. But the memory stuck out in his head now that he was thinking about it.

“Yeah, you were breaking away from him a little bit, which was weird at the time,” Red Hood mused aloud, arms crossed. “I think you helped us out a couple times and did some of your first team ups with Ivy before you vanished. Then a few months go by and you were back in action with Joker, so we mostly ignored it as you just being you.”

Harley nodded. “Ah, my Ivy’s a lifesaver, even back then. She helped cover up the timeline by keeping me in action for longer than I should’a been without putting me at too much risk.”

“Timeline…” Red Robin spoke up, eyes huge even behind his mask. “You don’t mean—“

“Harley,” Bruce breathed, having also caught on. “You were pregnant?”

The air went still. Harley sniffed, eyes watering even as she smiled.

“Oh yeah. Shouldn’t have been possible, ya know? Me ‘n Joker being dumped in that damn acid should have made us both more sterile than an operatin’ room. But I knew I couldn’t raise a kid, so after she was born—“

“You kept her?” Damian interrupted, earning a gentle cuff over the head from Dick. Harley just snorted.

“Yeah. Not gonna lie, I thought about abortion. But the baby didn’t do nothin’ wrong, and I was still in love with Joker back then so I was ecstatic that I was able to make something new with part ‘a him in it. Still, I knew a baby didn’t deserve to be raised in Gotham. Especially not my baby, not with my enemies and history. Not with who her father was. I knew he’d never want her, never let me keep her. So I spent the last five months of my pregnancy lookin’ around for the best possible family to take her in. And I found them in Paris, France. A sweet couple, both of them bakers. Sabine, she’s both adorably sweet and super kickass. Comes from a Chinese family that is crazy about teachin’ their women martial arts. But nothing shady about it, I triple checked. Just bonding through kicking people in the face. Which is perfect, I wanted my baby to know how to defend herself. I knew she’d need those skills eventually. And Tom, that’s Sabine’s wife, he’s a gentle giant. Same size as Bane, but as harmless as a puppy and makes the best croissants ever. Seriously, the best.”

“Harley,” Bruce gently prodded, but there was a tiny grin on his face. Seeing her behaving so… so normally, so proud and reminiscent, was a rare treat. Bruce would be lying if he said he wasn’t proud of how far the woman had come. How she had freed herself and become a better person, mostly on her own.

“Right, right. The point,” Harley took a breath, rubbing her forehead. “I came clean to Tom and Sabine, but apparently they knew who I was the whole time. They just didn’t care— did I mention they are perfect? Anyway, once I explained everything, they agreed immediately to adopting my baby. They’d been wanting kids, but it would’a been too risky for Sabine’s health. That’s how I found them anyway, they were in the market to adopt. We named her Marinette. She took Tom and Sabine’s last names, hyphenated. We decided Quinn would be her middle name. And after that, I came back to Gotham and told myself that she was in good hands and I needed to forget about her. Cuz I was no good for her. I knew that. I went back to my old tricks. And then…” Harley chuckled, but it was self-depreciating.

“Then a few years passed, and I started breaking away from Joker for real. Then we broke up, I blew up Ace Chemicals while you guys were outta town doing Justice League and Young Justice shit. I started dating Ivy. And—“ she smiled softly at the table, clearly seeing something the rest of them couldn’t. “Then Ivy convinced me to go see her. Visit my baby, see how she’s been. And I did. Marinette was seven years old, but damn it to hell she was gorgeous. And say whatever you want about me and Joker— most of it will even be true— but neither of us are stupid. And she inherited all of our intelligence. All of it. She got my blue eyes. But she got his hair, which meant Sabine teased me relentlessly about ‘are you sure she isn’t that Wayne’s kid?’ And don’t make that face Bruce, you’d be lucky to have a kid half as beautiful as my Mari-pie. No offense, Damian. Anyway. Anyway, this is the important part. Or part of it.

“She sat there and listened to everything I had to say. Everything. A little seven year old, who could barely understand English at the time, and she listened without interrupting once. She never threw a fit, she wasn’t angry or confused. I told her about the things I’d done in the past— well, G rated versions— and she didn’t care. She called me Momma Harley right away, said she wanted to meet Aunt Ivy sometime soon, and started telling me everything about her that I’d missed. From that day on, she became my sunshine. The light of my life, and I still call her at least once a week every week. When I disappear for a few days out of the city? I’m visiting her—“

“You’re banned from international travel, Harley,” Dick scolded, but he sounded way too amused for it to work. He knew she had her ways, anyway. Nobody could actually stop Harley damn Quinn from doing whatever she wanted.

“—Ugh, she tells me the same thing every time! Disappointed glare and everything. I don’t know how I gave birth to such a goodie goodie, but somehow I did. Not important though! The important thing is, I’m always the first to hear when something new happens in her life. And we had decided that she wouldn’t visit me in Gotham until she was at least eighteen, but apparently she disobeyed me— which I should have expected honestly— and entered you guys’ WE international scholastic competition.”

“Oh no,” Bruce pinched the bridge of her nose. “Marinette Dupain-Cheng? The contest winner?” He finally pulled out a chair and sat down. “The winner gets an all-expense paid trip to Gotham for them and their whole class.”

“Exactly!” Harley threw up her hands. “Mari told me last week, and I’ve been trying to talk her out of coming ever since. But she’s inherited both of our stubbornness too, and she isn’t budgin’ a bit. ‘Momma Harley, I wanna see you and Auntie Ivy though!’ And ‘Momma, Gotham’s nothing I can’t handle,’ or my favorite, ‘Maybe you’ll finally get to see me dropkick someone three times my size then, and I’ll prove it.’”

“So that’s what you meant by you need our help,” Tim said as he leaned forward over the table. “Joker just broke out of Arkham yesterday. You want us to protect her.”

“I’d prefer if one of you was with her outside of the mask too, as often as possible,” Harley confirmed. “I can’t stop her from coming here anymore, but I also don’t trust Joker for a second. As soon as he sees her, I’m afraid he’ll make the connection.”

“She looks like him?” Damian asked, scrunching up his nose at the ugly mental image of Joker as a teenage girl. Harley shook her head, solemn.

“She looks like a dark-haired mini-me,” she corrected. “She even keeps her hair in pigtails as her way of showing support for me. And I know Marinette can kick ass, Sabine’s trained her well. But Marinette inherited more than I’d like from me,” Harley ran a hand through her hair. “I didn’t notice it until she was thirteen. She got a crush on a classmate, and it was almost like watching videos of me back during the early days of— well, of Harley Quinn. Just without the crime and insanity. She didn’t even realize that she was almost stalking the poor kid until I pointed it out, and luckily I was able to put my doctorate to good use and we nipped that right in the bud ASAP. She never meant it that way, anyway. As soon as I explained things to her, she was horrified and immediately asked me to help her learn how to have a healthy relationship. That was a fun discussion,” Harley grimaced. “But she still gets attached to people really, really easily. Once she grew out of her crush on that boy, she adopted him as her unofficial brother. She already calls Selina “Auntie,” even though I’ve barely mentioned her to Marinette. She gets attached fast, and deeply. And I’m afraid that even after all the warning I’ve done, all the stories I’ve told her—“

“You’re afraid she’ll get attached to Joker just like you did,” Bruce finished for her, closing his eyes. “Because she knows he’s her father.”

“Yes,” Tears were slowly dripping down her face already, her hands curled into fists so tightly that her knuckles were paper white. “You know how he is. If he finds out she’s his biological daughter, he’ll immediately try to take advantage of that. And he’s far too good with his words for people like me and Mari. I’m worried outta my mind. Please. Help keep my baby safe from him.”

“We will,” Jason no longer had his helmet on, or the domino mask that he usually wore underneath it. All of them knew masks were merely formality with Harley nowadays. And he needed to look her directly in the eye so she could see how serious he was. “I can sign up as a bodyguard for the class. It won’t be weird, seeing as they’re tourists and this is Gotham. They also have several rich kids in their group if I remember right.”

Bruce nodded, agreeing with Jason. “That’s a good idea. I can lead the class on their tours of WE personally. That’ll serve the purpose of keeping an eye on her and shutting up the investors that keep begging me to make more public appearances for the sake of the company. Marinette’s name is already released to the news as the winner of the contest, so we can’t keep her out of the spotlight long. Tim, you’ll have to keep an eye on any and all pictures of the class. Try to erase or doctor the images with her in it well enough that connections between her and Harley can’t be easily made. Dick, you and Damian will be in charge of keeping an eye out for any activity from Joker. The slightest hint, and you notify all of us. We’ll decide on a case-by-case basis who is necessary to stick with the class and who goes after the clown.”

“She’s gonna sneak out of her hotel to stay with me and Ivy,” Harley admitted, bringing the (now slightly judgemental) attention back to her. She raised her hands up in surrender. “She didn’t tell me that, and I didn’t approve or suggest it! I just know my baby too well to not realize that that’s her plan. Could ya provide an escort?”

Bruce sighed. “This is gonna be an eventful month.”

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OCTOBER 2021

THE RIB PAGE

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We miss U Charlie Watts!!

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The Stones performed at a private party for Patriots owner Robert Kraft of all people. The test run looked like just that. Shark jumped. I am becoming disillusioned.

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SNL is back with Owen Wilson as first host of season 47. Kacey Musgraves is the musical guest. Episode 2 will have a ridic choice for host. Halsey will sing. I suppose $ is power with the Kardashians. I could think of about 10 million other people to host but more and more Lorne goes for the shiny object , what he THINKS people want instead of taking risk. Beck Bennett is out.

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Is everybody watching the Amber Ruffin Show?? I loved her before but now… I learn so much from her show. Sometimes it takes a comic to get to the real serious shit. For example: Have you heard of drowning towns? Towns like Oscarville, Kowaliga, York hill, Seneca Village, Prentiss and countless other black towns that were drowned out to make lakes for the local whites. Central Park was also made after a black community was erased from history. Development displacement? Alleyway dwelling authority? Even those rabid for history can find out new things everyday. Thanks Amber!!

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Bob Woodward and Robert Costa are finally giving us Peril !!!!!! I’ve been waiting!!** I was in political nerd heaven on Sept. 24 when Yamiche hosted Robert, Bob and Weijia Jang on Washington Week. All of my favorite pundits all together at one table, my dream team!!

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Iman looked great at the Met Gala!! Other great looks belonged to AOC, Tessa Thompson, Maluma, Helen Lasichanb and Pharrell Williams. Gigi Hadid, Kiki Layne, Ashton Sanders, Hailee Steinfeld, Kehlani, Zoe Kravitz, Michaela Cole, Lili Reinhart, Kate Hudson and Shai Gilgeous- Alexander were great. Whoopi Goldberg seemed a bit off.

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Jason Isbell is back with his latest offering, Georgia Blue.

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I see a lot of Title Max type establishment are closing down. Are they a thing of the past? Let’s hope.

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Law and Order is coming back to NBC for season 21. Dick Wolf will own 2 entire nights of television. Some of the old cast is reported to be returning.

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Britney Spears Father was suspended as her conservator.

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Timothy Chalamet, Rowan Atkinson, Sally Hawkins and Olivia Coleman will star in Wonka.

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The 2022 Super Bowl halftime show will bring us Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Mary J. Blige, Dr. Dre and Kendrick Lamar.

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People are doing test runs for school board positions to see if their political ideas will play well for the big leagues. If they don’t seem to work, at least they can sometimes change the rules in their own area.

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Joe Rogan got Covid.

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Lake Michigan beaches were closed down thanks to a US Steel plant chemical leak.

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Is this country the master of endless administrative work? None of us should have been surprised at the red tape that the slowed down the end of the war in Afghanistan.** Uber donated 50k for rides and meals to the Afghans when they arrive.**And why do so many waste taxpayer $ on useless recounts and recalls when people need real help with food and healthcare? They must really hate humanity.

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R. Kelly was found guilty of 8 counts of sex trafficking and 1 count of racketeering.

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Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. – Dwight D. Eisenhower

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Texas has put a law into effect to allow most Texans to carry open without permit or training.

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Texas has banned abortion at about 6 weeks. Uber and Lyft will pay drivers legal fees if sued under Texas abortion law. Lyft donated $1mil to Planned Parenthood. ** Look for the ruling in the Mississippi law over Roe V. Wade in June 2022.**Hear us roar!** BTW.. Go Jen Psaki!!!!!!!

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They seriously banned plastic straws and abortion before assault rifles? – Eden Dranger

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Please stop banning abortions, the last thing the world needs is more Americans. –Sarah Beattie

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Women don’t inseminate themselves. Vasectomies are reversible. Should every man have one until he’s deemed financially and emotionally fit to be a Father? – Bradley Whitford

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90 year old William Shatner will go to space for Blue Origin.

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The Q Anon Shaman pled guilty to a felony for obstructing the Electoral College proceedings. I say 20 years and a $250K fine.** 600 others have been indicted.

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Days Alert: The Beyond Salem thing was ridic but it was so great to see some old characters. Days is so great at visiting old family. Who can resist Shane, Austin and Carrie, Billie and the old Kristen? I do wish that Peacock would get their kinks out!! Back to the real Days: Are we smelling an Emmy for Susan Seaforth Hayes and Bill?? ** Good to have Abigail back. It is always fun to wonder which actress and or personality it will be. ** Deidre Hall got her star on the walk of fame.**And just in time for Halloween, the Devil is making a comeback. The end of the year in Salem is always the best!! It is so brave to give the 96 year old man the old switcheroo into the Dark Lord. It was fun to see the grandkids discover Grandma Marlena’s story. Delicious!! Hail Satan!!** It is past time for Tate and Teresa to come back to town. Brady needs to be put in his place. And thanks for the Philip and Chloe flashbacks!!

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The breakdown of the vaccinated: 90% of Atheists, 86% Hispanic Catholic, 84% Agnostic, 79% White Catholic, 73% White mainline protestant, 70% Black mainline protestant, 57% white evangelical. 1 in 500 Americans have died of Covid.

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So Mike Lindell and Jim Baker have teamed up to sell children’s Bible pillows.** Piers Morgan has returned to the Murdoch organization by joining Fox. That sounds about right.

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Please stop saying the vaccine does not have severe side effects, I took my shots and now I’m alive and have to keep working. –Mohand Eishieky

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In theatres Oct. 22: The French Dispatch.** October also brings us a new season of Curb your enthusiasm and Oct. 17 will catch us up on Succession. Whew!!!

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So people under conservatorship are not free to marry who they want? What?

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46% of Americans believe in ghosts.

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Simone Biles, Mckayla Maroney and Aly Rasiman testified at the Senate judiciary hearing about the FBI’s handling of accusations against Larry Nassar and it was eye opening!

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We wanted a no -nonsense Dem who pushes on and does not puss out. I am a bit surprised to see we have it. There are so many pressing issues that I hope Biden works a bit more on Haiti though.

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The National Police Act was passed to celebrate cops. Still no police reform.

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John Mulaney and Olivia Munn are going to have a baby.

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The Emmy’s were a little different this year with more of a Golden Globe look. Cedric the Entertainer hosted with Reggie Watts as DJ. Lots of minority noms but barely a win. It was a white people night. Ted Lasso had a great night. Mare of Eastown took home a few with Evan Peters, Julianne Nicholson and Kate Winslet. Now, Kate is great but how did Anya Taylor- Joy not walk away with that? Queens Gambit did win a couple and gave the longest speech with the seemingly arrogant director Scott Frank who opened up 2 page acceptance. Categories were tough but I was routing for Renee Elise Goldberry and Bowen Yang but perhaps next year. The people in England who had their own party for all the statues that the Crown won seemed to be having more fun! Hacks won for writing and directing and Jean Smart!! It was nice to see the Norm Macdonald love which was barely mentioned by Lorne but celebrated by John Oliver. Colbert ‘s election night special won as did JB Smoove. Hamilton won and Debbie Allen got the big one. I do not understand why real singers and or musicians have to be there for the in Memoriam. It takes me out of it a bit and concentrates the focus on them. Do they think that people will pay attention more? Do they want to keep the home audience or live audience from the bathroom? My best dressed were Anya Taylor-Joy, Michaela Cole who won for I may destroy you, Jean Smart, Josh O’Connor, Kathryn Hahn, Billy Porter, MJ Rodriguez, Keenan Thonpson, Leslie Odom Jr., Catherine O’Hara, Trevor Noah, Eugene Levy, Keri Russell and Matthew Rhys, Bowen Yang, Anthony Anderson, Leslie Grossman, Amber Ruffin, Allyson Felix, Renee Elise Goldberry, Samira Wiley and Rege- Jean Page. My worst were Sarah Paulson, Gillian Anderson, Beanie Feldstein, Elizabeth Olsen and Aidy Bryant. To me the best part of the show was the enthusiasm of Conan and the way he injected himself into much of the evening .He was the show. Go Conan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Next year there must be some Emmys for Sarah Paulson and Cobie Smulders in Impeachment!!!!!

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Oh Boy!! The Eyes of Tammy Faye!!

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Looking forward to the Electric Life of Louis Wain with Benedict Cumberbatch and Claire Foy.

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Abba has a new album!!

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Shang Chi is the biggest Labor Day opening with a $71.4 mil opening.

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Sen. Amy Klobuchar has announced she has breast cancer.

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Is it the 70’s? A streaker ran past the studio of the Today show.

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Rascal Flatts Joe Don Rooney was arrested for DUI.** Nicholas Cage was thrown out of a prime rib pace in Vegas after being drunk and disorderly.

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Jennifer Eckhart has filed a lawsuit against former Fox news anchor Ed Henry for rape and retaliation after allegedly being handcuffed and beaten.

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Scarlett Johansson has settled her Disney lawsuit.

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Pete Buttigieg and Chasten had twins they named Penelope Rose and Joseph August.

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I noticed a commercial for Dancing with the Stars. Are we onto the E list because I have heard of hardly any of these people. ‘Stars’is really stretching it. And as I post this I see there are some covid issues there as well.

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Virgin River was renewed for 2 more seasons.

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Trevor Noah is right? Why do they stop giving lollipops to adults at the doctor?

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Jon Stewart is back on Apple tv with ‘The problem with Jon Stewart.

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Brooklyn 99 had about the best finale (other than Newhart) that I can recall. I had my fingers crossed that Chelsea would be back. Will they honor us like they did in the show and come back for a special about once a year? That would be fucking awesome!!

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Don’t expect compliments from an insecure person.- Mr. Pickles

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Thousands and thousands of people are in need. Haitian refugees and other immigrants have seen nothing like this what with assassination, a hurricane and earthquake. The Southern border is a mess.** Why does Fox news keep telling refugees the border is open as they sit back and laugh at Biden’s predicament. Spreading false info to intentionally hurt poor, distressed people has no end for them.

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Do companies know how fucked up their employment websites are? It is true that some people do not want to work. It is true that people schedule interviews and don’t show up. It is also true that companies have made it so hard to apply that many can’t. I suppose it is easier for them but the poor who may really want to work have a hard time. Paper applications are almost completely gone. The old fashioned way of walking into low paying job sites and finding a connection with a manager rarely exist. Some places only accept texts or have long ridiculous psych tests that a working Mother may not have time for. A Father working many hours already, may not be able to go to the library to get online if they cannot afford a computer. Many websites tell you that there no positions available in your area while there is a huge sign in front of the establishment. Can’t find people to work.. Gee I wonder why?? And treat people with respect once you find them, how about that?

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Keep your head up in failure, and your head down in success. –Jerry Seinfeld

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Hey.. There was a van air B’n B biz going that got busted. Hey.. The poor need vaca’s too. It is wrong but If they are willing to sleep in a van, why not. I truly think that many do not understand how much people are struggling.

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Free coffee day came and went but only a few places really gave you free coffee without rules to govern the promo. Some places wanted to sell you something else and some made you belong to their club. Starbucks held that customers had to come inside for the free cup of Joe, handicapped or not.

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One would think the Republicans would run out of $ for recounts but they have deep pockets. Just think how much good they could do for the huddled masses with that scratch.

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Sad to lose Mick Brigden, protégé of Bill Graham who managed The Stones and worked with Frampton, Dylan and Santana.** And the comics were very vocal about the loss of Norm Macdonald. He was one of a kind and he will be missed!

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R.I.P. Ruth Marx, Lee Scratch Perry, Willard Scott, Jean-Paul Belmondo, Isadore Bleckman, George Wein, Michael K. William,George Holliday, Anthony Johnson, Basil Hoffman, Al Harrington,Willie Garson, Mick Brigden, Tommy Kirk and Norm Macdonald.

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Jung Hoseok- Amor Fabula~Follow me

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So this is my longest one yet. This particular entry is for the Amor Fabula Project for Valentines Day for the @btswriterscorner network.

Setting- A fictional futuristic made-up version of South Korea featuring a place called Flash City, etc. A little island off the coast of SK which is its own ‘country’, called Nue island connected by a huge bridge which leads into SK itself.

I have no idea how many words this is. All I know is that it is VERY LONG AND MY FINGERS ARE READY TO FALL OFF HELP ME!

Leggo! (Still not getting rid of it, fight me.)

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“Y/N, what on Earth are you doing in there!” the voice of your mother rang on the other side of your bedroom door. “You’ve been in there all day! Are you alright?”

“I’m fine!” you could only reply as a partially annoyed sigh escaped your throat. “Did you need something?!”

“As a matter of fact I do need something!” your mother’s voice lowered as the door opened. She entered through the doorway. “Are you okay with pizza for lunch?.” she asked.

“Sure, I guess.” you replied, smiling sideways. “Is Dad working late again?” In all honesty, you knew the answer, you just figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask every day. Even though the answer was yes. Every single time.

“You know your father works late, it might just be us for the rest of the day.” she replied, stepping further into the room. “But that’s alright, isn’t it?”

“As usual.” you seethed, turning back to the book on the table. “When does he not work late.” you casually flicked over the next page. “Let me guess, another set of parents is ready to sell out their innocent offspring.”

“Y/N.” you mother said in a warning tone. “You know that kind of talk is what got you into trouble last time.”

“Mother.” you rebutted with just as much attitude. “Don’t act like I’m wrong.” you mumbled.”And don’t even think about trying to get me to forgive him for considering my premature Deciding.”

“Y/N, he’s trying his best.” she sighed. “You know that.”

“Oh is he now?!” you snapped, slamming your fist on the table.

It was a touchy subject for you, your father. You weren’t sure how to describe your relationship with him other than shouting matches and glares across the dinner table. It’s been that way for a long time. You were positive he regrets ever giving birth to you in the first place. The feeling was mutual. He was just itching to haul you off on some rich asshole.

It was called The Deciding. It was law in all of Nue Island that parents decide who their sons and daughters will marry. It’s a huge ceremony, like a wedding! Only this to you was like a prison sentence. It was a huge tradition and everyone on Nue Island followed this code. Love didn’t exist here, only business “Bullshit, no offence but can we not talk about my dad, I want to enjoy my weekend.”

"Well your grandparents have crazy ideas of human life." she sat next to you, ignoring the jab at your father. "I remember your grandfather used to tell me the stories he tells you whenever he comes over. I used to be just like you, so enthralled with such a crazy thing like love. I wanted it so bad, I’d do anything to find it. I almost left Nue Island and became a singer."

"What caused you to stop?" you could only look at her like she was crazy. "Why would you stop in the first place?" you raised an eyebrow. “Because of a The Deciding? Because of the government? Why?!”

"Of course not!" she replied. "I just realized that some things were more important, Y/N. Something like love doesn't ensure you'll be financially successful for the rest of your life. Love doesn't assure you'll always be happy. Love doesn’t mean that you’ll always be loved.“ she explained. You weren't buying it. In fact you were so close lashing out. Your mom was brainwashed. It wasn't fair. Not by a long shot.

"But this does? There are a bunch of abusive losers who get put with innocent people every day and the parents don’t care!" you couldn't help but jump back to your feet again. This place was built of a bunch of old weird guys trying to tell you who to make babies with. You detested it with all of your heart and your father just so happened to be one of those weird guys who did that. "This Deciding thing uses people and since the population is small, no one cares to even question it!"

"Y/N, name five times that's happened." your mother narrowed her eyebrows to stare at you with a stern gaze.

"1998 Ella Rigby and Ian Song. Ella wound up drugging Ian, putting him in jail then marrying his brother whom she divorced and took his entire company, leaving him with nothing left. 2004 Maya Darle and Jason Way. Jason nearly choked Maya to death before his arrest for TAMPERING with the system for him to get a second wife. 2009 Dillion Baker and Tiffany Ping, Soyung Ma and Keaton Clark, Carla Manning and Peyton King-"

"Okay Y/N I get it! You don't like the Deciding, not a lot of people do...but it's the way of life." your mother stood up to face you. "But Y/N, this dream of yours...is only that. A dream, and you need to wake you before you hurt yourself with a fantasy."

"Fantasy is better than a reality." you mumbled to yourself as your mother took you into a warm hug. "Can I ask you a question?" you said out loud. "Don't lie to me...do you love me and dad?"

"Why would you ask that? I care for you very much!" your mother ran a few fingers through your hair. That didn’t mean she loved you...it just means she raised you.

"And dad?"

"......I've grown to admire him, he takes care of us. His parents thought I was a good match for him and I had to abide, no matter how much my parents hated the idea. That’s what every woman dreams of, right?" was all she said. Translation: Hell No. "But Y/N, listen to me. Whatever is going through you head, you have to get rid of it right away. Your brain is dangerous, My love."

"My brain isn't dangerous, it just knows what it wants." you grumbled as she tightened her arms around you. "Mom,I...I just-"

"Why don't we go and get those pizzas." she cut you off. You decided to kick what you were going to say and just nod with a fake smile. It was better to get off the subject before you broke your mother's brain trying to get her to understand you. It wasn’t her fault after all.

"Great, let's go."

...(Time Skip) (Read more below the cut)

You had decided to part away from your mother just to wander into the nearest store. It was a small boutique ran by an elderly woman and her husband and their son. It was where you were able to really breathe. Mrs. Chu and her husband were like you. You wouldn't really say they were against the whole Deciding system, mostly because they were those rare people who fell in love after the fact. Probably the only couple on Nue Island that this worked for.

"Y/N, come to shop again?" Mrs. Chu welcomed you with her arms wide open. You walked into her outstretched arms, feeling a firm pat on the back. "How are you today?"

“The same way I am every other day.” you shrugged, helping yourself to the various assortments of incense. “But you don’t want to hear about that.” you could only put on a false smile and change the subject as quickly as possible. “Are these sandalwood?”

“Ah you have a good eye for smells!” she winked. Ha...get it? Good eye...for smells? You smell with your nose but like...you see with your eyes? No? Okay.

“Ah, it’s all my mother likes.” you scrunched up your nose, skipping over that display. “Do you have anything special?”

“ Well lucky for you, a new shipment of moonstone just arrived. I saved a some stones just for you. Come!” she went under the desk and pulled out a tiny box. You walked up to the checkout counter to face her."For my favorite customer." She put the box in your hands. "You can use them for the full moon tradition. I’ve put a new twine strings in there for you to make jewelry for the event."

"The full moon tradition?" another voice grabbed your attention. You turned to the door to see a boy walking in. You had never seen him before, and you knew almost everyone in town. You could only wonder who he was.

"Ah Hoseok, come!" Mrs.Chu waved this stranger over. "I have the stones you ordered as well." Mrs.Chu knew everyone in town, so it didn’t surprise you that she knew him. It was strange how you’ve never seen him before yourself.

The man strode across the room, raising his sunglasses to rest on his head. As to not seem like a creeper, you turned back towards Mrs.Chu. Before she could say anything else, Mr.Chu and his son Winston walked out of the back area.

"Y/N! I thought I'd never see you." Mr.Chu welcomed you with a wistful smile on his face. "I hope all is well with your spirit. I also see you've managed to get ahold of some moonstones. Maybe you can follow the full moon tradition."

"What's that?" you found yourself asking. "I've never heard of that before."

"It's said that if you wear a moonstone on a full moon, it'll lead you to the love of your life." You turned towards the stranger who had replied for Mr.Chu , raising your eyebrows. “Nue Island tradition.” he winked.

“Interesting.” You trailed off, allowing yourself to get a good look at him. The more you stared, the more interesting he seemed.

“Y/N.” Mrs. Chu had gotten your attention, holding a small shopping bag towards you. “Tell you mother to come by, we have things to discuss!” You hadn’t realized you were staring at the stranger so long.

"Oh, right...thank you Mrs.Chu." you bowed respectfully. "How much would that be?"

"This time...it's on me. You don’t pay this time." she seemed to look between you and whoever had just walked in.

"Oh, okay." You looked over at Mr. Chu and Winston, who seemed just as confused as you were. You didn't want to seem rude or pushy, so you didn't really question it at all. "I'll see you next week I guess!" you began to wave as you went to take a few steps. You could feel that Hoseok guy's eyes on your back as you walked to the door. Out of sheer curiosity, you stopped and turned your head a little. You were meet by his gaze, distant and lost. Kind of like you.

He cracked a small smile. The genuine kind that reached his eyes. You were almost taken aback. Literally no one in town was like that, just smiling for no reason. In fact, they were more focused on themselves and themselves alone. When a town like this was against the concept of human affection, it was hard not to be surprised.

"Y/N?!" you whipped your head back towards the door and saw your mother carrying the pizza. Without another thought, you left the shop with the shopping bag. "There you are! Where were you?" she shook her head, practically hauling off what was in her arms onto you. "Your father is coming home early and needs us to be at the house. Apparently an accident at work caused him to be left off early." You were more worried about how and why what little in your hands was enough to obscure your vision .

"Great." you mumbled, following behind. "Okay Y/N, baby steps." You slowly took one step forward. "Alright, doing good! Now for another." You were dangerously close to stepping off the curb onto the road. "Mom I don't want to be rude but I'm sort of struggling here!" You didn't hear her reply, you weren't even sure she ended up replying at all.

“Mom?!” you tried to peek over the heap of shit in your hands. She was walking ahead of you to the car. She looked like she was in the phone. “Oh come on!...MOOOMM!”

“Can I help you?”

“Huh? Who said that?!” you turned your head to try and see who was talking.

“Um, I’m right here?”

“Well I can’t see you!”

“Here, let me just-”

You had a death grip on your mother’s purse, just incase this random was trying to scam you or something. When you had finally relaxed your hands, you realized it was that Hoseok guy from Mr and Mrs. Chu’s shop.

“Thanks.” was all you could say.

“No problem. You’re Y/N, right?”

“Um, yeah.” you nodded nervously. “You’re Hoseok.” you concluded.

“Y-yeah. I’ve seen you around before.” he cracked another smile.

“ Really? I’ve never seen you around here.”

“I don’t usually hang around. I keep to myself sometimes.”

“What changed?” you joked.

“..Wouldn’t you like to know.” he chuckled.

“Y/N!” your mother’s howling could be heard across the parking lot.

“And that’s my cue, I think I got it this time.” you leaned forward to take the pizzas only to notice Hoseok was staring at you. There was something in his haze that put you off a little. Even if you couldn’t put your finger on what it was exactly. “Maybe I’ll see you around?”

“Oh...yeah. Sure!” he finally came to his senses and gave you what was in his arms. “I hope I can see you again and by the way-” Hoseok stopped you from getting too far. You turned around to see what he wanted. “Good luck with the Moonstone Tradition.”

“...Same to you.” you smiled a little. You walked over to your mom’s car and was able to get in after convincing your mom to actually help you this time.

...

As you walked through the door, you ignored your dad who was sitting in at the dining table with his nose in a newspaper.

“Y/N, give your father a proper greeting.” You could hear your mother struggling to get through the door. You had hauled off everything into her hands like she had done to you.

“Hey Dad.” you said in a monotone voice. You father just ignored you. Either he didn’t hear you or he didn’t care enough to ask you to repeat yourself. “That’s what I thought.” You bolted right up to your bedroom, basically slamming the door as you rushed over to the desk. The first thing to tumble out was the box of moonstones.

“Full moon tradition.” you huffed. “ It’ll lead me the the love of my life.” You repeated the words you heard at Mrs. Chu’s shop. You pulled out a long piece of twine. “Am I really doing this?” The things you’ll do for love, literally.

And so you sat there, crafting a necklace for some strange tradition you’ve never heard of even in all your years of living on the island. Mrs. Chu was a wise woman, but this one was something you had a hard time believing. Then again you were the same moron who believed in love. After a couple minutes of trial and error, you managed to make yourself a pretty nifty looking necklace. According to your calendar, the next full moon was tomorrow night. You just had to wait!

... (The next night)

The beach was so peaceful at night. It was good to be alone with everything racking your brain. It was great to just sit inside the beach-side diner and stare outside at the water without actually being near it. It was literally the only good thing about Nue.

It was a long walk away but very much worth it for the thinking you were able to do. What type of place were you living in? Where parents who didn’t believe in the concept of love were free to just...choose for their children? What type of person, what type of parent would even entertain such bullshit!

“Fuck.” you glared down at whatever you decided to drown your sorrows in.

“Hard day?”

You looked up and found Hoseok standing right in front of you.

“Are you following me now?” you scoffed, turning your head to look out the window. “Or is this place just smaller than I initially thought?”

“Hey, maybe this moonstone thing is legit. Why else would we be on the beach at this hour?” he chuckled. “Can I sit?”

“Go ahead.” you mumbled in reply.

“You look upset.” he commented. “Is everything okay?”

“I’ll let you know when I figure out the answer for myself.” you chuckled, turning your head to face him. You noticed he was wearing his own moonstone, only it as wrapped around his wrist.

“Well, the only way to fix that is my just having a one on one with yourself.” he replied, that’s really the only answer. “Either that or talk to someone.”

“Well, no offense, but that advice is way outdated. No one really considers how I feel with most aspects of my life.” you expressed. You were quiet for a minute. Hoseok had begun to look everywhere but at you. It would seem you bought down the mood. “How about you?”

“Hm?”

“It’s 10:45 at night.What are you doing at a diner on a Saturday night?” you raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “I’ve said my peace, what’s with you?.”

“To be honest, I needed to think about some things. I’ve been thinking, this town doesn’t really do it for me anymore.” he shook his head. “Everyone here is crazy on this whole Deciding thing.”

“That makes two of us.” you commented. “Where were you thinking of relocating?”

“Neo-Seoul, just over the bridge. No stupid, conniving parents. No Deciding. Just a bunch of lights... I can make my career there.” he smiled, mainly to himself it looked like. “Just a bunch of lights and a huge studio.”

“Dreams which are?”

“Nah, I won’t say. You’ll probably laugh at me too.” he waved you off.

“I will not!” You sat up, suddenly very interested. “Come on, tell me. I’ll tell you mine!”

“I wanna be a choreographer.” he answered sheepishly, looking away from you.

“...I want to be a designer.” you rested your chin in the palm of your hand. “This town isn’t exactly doing it for me either. What did your folks think of that?”

“They think I’ve lost my mind, but I don’t want to get married to some girl I don’t love only to have loveless sex, with a loveless child, and be stuck in some half assed marriage for the rest of my life!” he snapped. “Not to mention...this place feels way too small for what I want to do.”

“I feel the same way!” you suddenly straightened up, moving your cup over to lean forward as you were now very into this conversation. “So this big city...there no Deciding there? No lotto?”

“Almost like it doesn’t even exist.” he replied, seriousness in his eyes. “When I get enough money I’m moving there. I have a few buddies who live right in the heart of Flash City. They’ve been trying to convince me to move up there, but something’s sorta been keeping me here for a while.”

“What kind of names are those? Strange titles for a city, wouldn’t you say?”

“Then again...maybe Nue is just a few steps back. There are just some things you have to remember about this place...”

“What is that?” you tilted your head to the side.

“I’ll let you know when I figure out the answer for myself.” he winked, using your own words against you.

“Touchè” you giggled.

...(Time skip)

“So what type of choreographer do you want to be?”

“Mostly hip hop, you know? I tried ballet and I almost broke my neck.” he replied laughing. You two were walking down the road. Hoseok had offered to walk with you on the way home since his house was just a few blocks ahead. How you didn’t know this was a plot point that could only be filled in with the fact that you’ve never paid attention.

“Aww I bet you’d look so good in a tutu!” you teased, flicking his arm.

“Oh stop it!” he groaned. “Let me guess, you want to design prom dresses or maybe those pretty little trash can liners?” he fired back with his own joke.

“Actually no...I want to make the type of clothes you see idols wear on stage when they perform.” you explained. “My father wants me to to work in the Deciding department but that isn’t what I want to do. I want to make something that people see and like.”

“What about your mom?”

“I don’t know. I wish she would see where I’m coming from.” you shook your head. “I love my mom, but...Oh...here’s my stop.”

“Oh, I guess time just flew by.” he replied.

“Yeah.” you stared down at your shoes. “Hey-”

“Hey- Oh sorry.”

“No.” you shook your head. “You first.”

“I know we’re basically strangers to each other, but...you wanna go somewhere with me tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow?” you repeated.

“Yeah, take a little trip with me. My family thinks I’m going on a business trip.” he chuckled. “Would that be something, you’d be interested in?”

“Oh...sure!” you nodded a little too enthusiastically. “Yeah, totally!”

“Cool...be up early, it’ll be a long drive.” he winked before walked down the porch steps. “Meet me by Mrs.Chu’s shop. I’ll pick you up. See you in the morning.” he smiled as he walked off. You could only stand at the door, smiling as you watched him walk off.

“Thank you moonstone.” you chuckled to yourself as you opened the door. You were surprised to see your dad standing there with his arms crossed. “Wowww dad, going somewhere?” you raised an eyebrow.

“The office called. I must be going.” he said in a monotone voice. “Y/N...don’t let these newly formed mannerisms of yours become too much of a habit.” he switched places with you, now standing outside, you standing inside. He took it upon himself to close the door, leaving you to wonder just what the hell he was going on about. Your mother was sitting at the dining table, wiping the sides of her mouth with a napkin.

“Wanna tell me why dad is turning into The Riddler all of a sudden?” you raised an eyebrow. You mother didn’t answer, she just gave you a look then rose from her seat, walking into the living room. “Um...Goodnight?”

You had a mind to go back and demand what was on her mind, but decided against it.

...

“Hey! You came!” Hoseok looked genuinely surprised to see you. he threw his arms around you in a crushing hug.

“Did you expect me not to?” you half-joked. You looked up at him, raising an eyebrow at his statement.

“I was hoping you would.” he smiled. Hoseok didn’t let you go, but you didn’t stop him either. Hugs between strangers were a rarity on Nue, it was kind of comforting. “I’m happy you’re here. Come on! Let’s go!” He opened the car door for you, allowing you to climb in.

“Where are we going?” You asked as he walked around to the driver seat. “You still didn’t say.” you closed the door just as he did.

“It’s a surprise, but trust me. You’ll love it.” he winked. “You should relax, it’ll be a super long drive.”

“In that case do you mind if I take a nap? I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night.” you confessed sheepishly.

“Oh, yeah of course! Make yourself comfortable.”

You didn’t answer after that. Instead you found yourself trying your hardest to get comfortable. It was difficult with how you were sitting but you could only try your best. Hoseok remained quiet as you finally fell asleep. He turned to look at you before he started the car. You fell asleep pretty fast which was good. You would be able to rest easy for the long drive.

A few hours passed by. Hoseok was focused on the road seemingly in his own world when you woke up. The first thing you saw when you opened your eyes was the view of Nue Island, but from super far away.

“What?” you whispered. Straightening yourself up, you turned to look at Hoseok who was heavily focused on the road. “Hey.” you got his attention.

“Oh, you’re awake.” he took his eyes off the road for half a second. “How’d you sleep.”

“I slept...good I guess- Quick question!” you semi-rambled. “That isn’t Nue we’re going past, right?

A smile crossed his face. “Maybe, I mean I did say it would be a long drive to Flash CIty.”

“You never said we were going to-...What?!” you must have looked like he just asked you if he could tickle your bootyhole.(Long story...)Your shock was quickly replaced by excitement. “Wait, did you say what I think you just said?”

“Depends on what you thought I said.” he answered, his smile got even wider. “You said Nue wasn’t doing it for you, so I thought it’d be cool if you saw what you were missing out on close up.”

You had to remember to breathe when he explained it. “You clever asshole.” you laughed. “If my dad finds out he’s gonna kill me.” you laughed out loud. “This is amazing!”

“And it’s only just getting started.”

...

“Keep your eyes closed! We’re almost there!”

Alright alright!” you giggled. “What are you showing me anyways?”

“Something super important!” he replied. “I’ve never shown this place to anyone before. You should be honored! I said eyes closed, woman!”

“You’re covering my eyes, I can’t see anything” you giggled out loud.

“Oh, right.” Hoseok took his hands off your eyes. “Ta-da!”

Before you was a huge room with mirrors on two of the walls all lined in fluorescent lights. The back wall had huge windows that gave a view of Flash City. The floors were a light gray color. It was just getting dark by the time you got there, so there were dozens of neon lights washing out the room, drowning out the unnatural illumination of the wide room. “

“Woah.” you gasped. “This is amazing!” you walked ahead of Hoseok to the middle of the room.

“Isn’t it? This place is gonna be mine.” he followed you. “I’m almost done paying it off, and when I do, I’m gonna have my own dance studio. I’ll hold classes for the children, I’m record all my sick videos here and one day I’ll be on stage.

“You’re going to live out your dream.” you finished for him. “You’re gonna be great, I just know it.”

“I hope so. I’m giving up a lot for this.” he sighed. “Everything I know is on Nue...and I can’t fail or else I’m gonna have to do what my family says and marry some random girl I don’t know. I won’t fail...I can’t.” Hoseok looked determined as he walked up to the windows. “Dancing in my life and I want to make it worth something instead of just moving around oin my room all day.”

“You’re not going to fail.” you walked up and stood next to him. “As long as you believe in yourself, nothing can stop you. Not even your family. If you think you can do it, then you can.” you watched the lights fade and morph into an array of blues, greens, and pinks. Flash City was the right name for this place, because everything was just so captivating. It was quiet for a second, you both stood there just enjoying the lights and each other. You had just met Hoseok, but somehow you felt like you knew him forever. He seemed so transparent. It was nice.

“Hey, you wanna see the roof?” Hoseok asked, suddenly getting all hyper. Before you could respond, he had grabbed your hand and began to run.

“Woah! Hoseok slow down!” you laughed.

“Come on!” he said excitedly, laughter echoing throughout the halls as he led you up a long flight of stairs. Hoseok basically kicked open the doors, nearly blinding you both with the even brighter fairy lights.

“Woah!” You had to stop and breathe for a minute. You had gotten completely quiet.

“Amazing isn’t it?” He never lowered his hand from yours as he lead you further into the open space. “It’s the perfect. Place to just come up here and think.”

“Yeah...” you nodded. The air was cold and breezy, way better unlike the sweltering heat of Nue. “It’s beautiful.”

“Y/N, do you believe in love at first sight?” Hoseok turned to look at you. It was a sudden question, a strange question.

“I think so. I’ve just never taken the time to-” you looked at Hoseok who was staring right into your soul. “-see for myself.” you answered quietly. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”

“I’m afraid of what you’ll say if I tell you.” he was serious. “I don’t want to scare you off.” he grabbed your mother hand, stepping closer to you.

“You wouldn’t.” you replied just barely above a whisper. “Trust me.”

“Good.” He mirrored your tone of voice, shutting his eyes tightly before leaning down and giving you a prolonged kiss. Was this a weird feeling? Yes. If you hadn’t already said it a million times, you just met the man, but something about this felt...right.

“Okay, I need to breathe!” Hoseok pulled away dramatically, holding his hand over his chest. “Sorry, I got a little carried away.”

“No, it’s okay. “ you were just as breathless as he was.

...

Over the next several weeks, you and Hoseok had grown closer to one another. It was strange to say the least and people had began to talk. Seeing two people of the opposite sex interacting in the way you two did, it was unheard of. Every week you two would drive up to Flash City. You didn’t even explore the heart of Neo-Seoul. You would just go up to the dance studio Hoseok was buying and run amok on the roof.

You had grown a little too close with Hoseok in such a short. It was almost scary. But you could trust him, enough to the point where you shared parts of yourself you never thought you’d share with anyone. Both physically and mentally. You never thought you would ever grow that close with anyone.

Some nights you would travel to the beach and just sleep outside under the stars, some weekends Hoseok would take you up to Flash City to escape the slow, dreary environment of Nue Island. It was easy to say, you and Hoseok were getting to be way more than friends.

When your parents found out...they weren’t exactly happy.

You walked through the door to see your mom, dad, and some random person at the dinner table.

“Sit down Y/N.” you mother said simply. When you didn’t move, she sighed.

“Y/N...it’s come to my attention that your behavior is getting a little bit out of hand.” you father stated. “I warned you about that.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” you raised the both of your eyebrows in confusion.

“Y/N, stop playing dumb. I know all about that Jung Hoseok boy you’ve been seeing behind my back!” your mother wagged her finger accusingly towards you.

“Excuse me?” you said lowly. “Have you been going through my phone?!”

“I’m your mother, I bought you that phone-”

“Actually you didn’t!” you scoffed. “I bought it and you drove me to get it turned on.” you corrected.

“Don’t you back-sass your mother young lady!” you father barked, causing you to jump. “You know the rules against dating who I don’t approve of in this household. You know what tradition this family goes by!”

“As if you don’t tell me every damn day!” you cut him off.

“So you know how it affects me at work if everyone sees my daughter being some whore with another man!” Your father rebutted. You looked over at your mom who just stayed quiet. She couldn’t even look at you. “You’re pushing my hand, young lady.”

“And just what are you gonna do? Lock me in my room again?”

“Hm, you’d like that wouldn’t you.” you father wore a sick smirk on his face. “Y/N, meet Gerard Browning.”

The older man shuffled in his head, leaning back to look you up and down. The way he eyed you made you feel uneasy on the inside. Why was he even here? You didn’t know him from anywhere. He wasn’t some strange uncle you didn’t know about. This man was a complete stranger.

“Why exactly am I meeting this...’Gerard Browning’.” you hugged yourself tight to build some sense of security.

“Mr. Browning is your new husband, we’ve arranged for the wedding already.” You mother said without looking at you. Hearing that made your heart almost drop to the floor.

“What?..N-No!” you shook your head.

“Y/N, you will marry or else!” your father snapped. “Your whorish ways must be cleansed. It’s official, I’ve Decided.” he snarled, that sick grin returning to his face.

“Are you kidding me!? He’s so old!” you said, repulsed. It was only then you realized just how much your father didn’t even like you. He was so willing to sell you out that it was almost sad. “You’re just gonna let him do that?!” you looked at your mother in pure disgust.

“Your things have been packed, you’ll be moving in with him tonight.” you mother turned away from you. It was only then you noticed the plain black suitcases lined up by the door, all with your name written lazily on them. This Gerard rose from his seat, walking up to you. He stood next to you, his back straight. It took everything not to gag with how disgusted you felt at that moment.

“You bi-”

“We’ll leave you to get introduced to each other.” your father got up as well. “Come.” he barked to your mother. You could only glare as your mother walked past you, head staring down at the floor.

“I hate you.” you whimpered., knowing good and well she could hear you. “You’re dead to me.”

The room was empty and you were left with this Gerard person. You were only left to stare at the floor with hate slowly filling your heart. The minute your father was out of hearing distance, the man dug into his back pocket. He pulled out his wallet. “Listen kid, I don’t like this any more than you do.”

“Huh?” you said out-loud, looking up. “What are you talking about?”

“Shh! Not too loud.” he opened the wallet and pulled out a whole bunch of bills. “ You’re young enough to be my daughter. If that jackass thinks I’m about to violate some kid, he’s got another thing coming.” he shook his head. “He’s lucky I didn’t punch him in the nose for calling you a whore to your face.”

“I don’t understand.” you were at a loss for words.

“You don’t have to.” he pulled out an entire wad of bills. You had no idea how much he was holding in his hands, you just knew it was a lot. “Just run.” he held out the money towards you.

“Wait.” You whispered. “Why are you helping me?” you tripped over your words.

“I got a daughter your age.” was his only explanation. “Take this and go somewhere that isn’t here.”

“Is this a trick?!’ you stepped back from him.

“Would I be giving you almost all the money in my wallet if I wanted to trick you?” Gerard scoffed. “Listen, I don’t know what’s going on in your personal life, I don’t want to know. All I know is you have 20 minutes to get a ride out of this place. Go through your stuff and get what you need out of it. Anything important so they do NOT have a reason to bring you back.” He nodded towards your three little suitcases by the door. “I’ll go stall your parents.”

You couldn’t process anything, only do what he said. You didn’t own much for everything to fit into three little suitcases. When you had finished up, Gerard came rushing into the room. In a haste, he grabbed your bag, shoved all the money from his wallet inside, and held the bag out towards you. “I’ve done my part, you have to leave right now.”

“Where am I gonna go?”

“Far, run away. Leave Nue Island and everything it stands for.” he said seriously. “Go with that boy you’ve been seeing, I don’t know...just go and don’t look back.”

“Thank you.” you whimpered, shakily grabbing your bag from him.

“Don’t mention it. Now go.” he pointed towards the door. You pulled open the door and just bolted.

“Y/N GET BACK HERE!” Your father’s voice boomed, but you didn’t care...you just ran as fast as your feet could carry you. There was only one person you could turn to now.

...

You arrived to the parking lot outside of Mrs. Chu’s shop out of breath from all that damned running. Hoseok was standing there. As soon as he saw you, he ran up to you and embraced your body in his arms.

“Y/N! You sounded so upset over the phone, what’s wrong?”

“It’s my Father!” you bawled. “H-he’s trying to-” you could only sob in an attempt to get across what you were trying to say.

“Y/N, calm down! Breathe, babe.” Hoseok whispered into your ear. “Please tell me what’s wrong.”

“He’s trying to force me to marry early!” you managed to get out. “My mom told him about you and me or maybe he found out through someone else and now he’s absolutely livid!”

“What?! He can’t do that!” Hoseok looked absolutely taken aback. “What did he say?”

“He said that if I’m going to act like this, then I have to get sat down! It’s already been arranged and he called my a whore! Oh my gosh! Hoseok I don’t want to get married yet.” you managed to yell in between a mixture of sobs and sniffs. You pulled away to make crazy hand gestures. “And my mom just sat there and watched him sell me out.”

“ARGH FUCK!” Hoseok rammed his foot against the door of his car. “ Y/N are you serious?!”

“Hoseok I swear I wouldn’t lie about this..” you wiped your eyes.

“No it isn’t! He can’t force you. You can take this to a court, can’t you?!” Hoseok seemed to be trying to find the answers.

“....Not when he has friends in high places Hobi.” you looked down. You were defeated. “It’s over. Even if the first guy couldn’t do it. He’d keep going.” you repeated, sniffling. “Lucky for me, Gerard whoever literally sent me running out the door.”

"Then let's run away together." He grabbed your hand. "Escape this stupid island with me, Y/N. We can go to Flash City, Neo-Seoul, where ever you want!, like we planned."

"Hoseok, we can't!" You couldn't find it in yourself to yank your hand away, you didn't want to either. “There’s no way.” Maybe it was the close call, or the gift from heaven, but it was still scary not knowing what could have happened.

"And why not? Y/N. This is our change to flee. This entire community if so brainwashed it isn’t even funny." he put his hands on your shoulders. "There’s no rule stating that we can’t leave."

“But we’d be shunned. We basically wouldn’t be allowed back in once we leave.”

“Since when did you care about what the people on Nue think of you?” Hoseok glared down at you, not out of anger or dislike but out of sheer distaste in what you were saying. “Who are you and what have you done with the real Y/N?!”

In a mixture of tears and stress, you couldn't look at Hoseok's face. You were officially hopeless. "Hoseok, it's no use. My father's already decided and he’s still deciding."

"Your father can go screw himself! He's treating you like a lesser human and I've had enough. He doesn't own you, or your fate. He doesn't tell us what to do, who to do it with, or when to fucking do it. Weren't you the one who said you wanted to leave this place?"

"I know what I said!" you jerked out body out of his touch. You were instantly meet by the cold. "But maybe my mother's right, maybe this is just a fever dream. I feel like I don’t have a say anymore."

"You always have a say." Hoseok took another step towards you. "Y/N...do you love me?"

That word...that word is what got you into this mess in the first place. That word is what pissed off your father so much that he's put a time limit on your happiness...again. That word was...exactly what you wanted to hear for so long by someone else. You had only just recently met this man and already...

"Y/N...answer me." you could hear the wavering in Hoseok's voice and he went to pull you into his embrace. "Even if you don't...I just want to hear your voice once last time."

“What?” you were speechless. What did he mean ‘one last time’?

“This town isn’t good for me. For us. I have to leave, but I want you to come with me. I can’t force you, but I can’t stay here either.” his voice was just barely above a whisper. You could see the tears forming in his eyes. “Please Y/N.”

"Yes." you said lowly. The answer alone was enough to almost knock the air out of your lungs. "I l-love you Hoseok."You wouldn't say it out loud, but you were sure you heard a sniffle from him, like he was about to cry.

"Then come on. Let’s go live out our dreams together." you could see Hoseok digging through his pockets, trying to find something. He eventually pulled out a very familiar looking necklace. The moonstone. “Y/N, maybe the tradition wasn’t just bullshit. It lead us to each other. It lead me to you.”You touched your own moonstone hanging from your neck. You swore it was getting warm to the touch. “Maybe we’re meant to be together...just not here.”

“Y/N, I love you.”

You looked up in shock, eyes wide in confusion. “Huh? Come again?”

“What? You’ve waited to long to hear someone say it that you can’t even register when it’s being said to you?” He laughed through the few tears that had fallen down his face. “Your father doesn’t scare me. Even if he searched high and low for us, he wouldn’t dare face off with the people over the bridge. So come to Flash with me...be with me.”

Hoseok held out his hand, a hopeful look on his face. He was silently pleading with you. All these years you’ve dreamed of leaving Nue...

Fuck it.

“...Let’s do it.” you nodded, lacing your fingers tightly in his. Hoseok tightened his hand around yours. He wasted no time in getting you and himself in the car, revving the engine and speeding off.

The entire way into Neo-Seoul, he wouldn’t let go of your hand. he wasn’t going to ever let go.

Goodbye Nue Island...AND good riddance.

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20 years of blogging at Boing Boing

Twenty years ago today, Boing Boing became a blog. Mark Frauenfelder's first post linked to Street Tech, a now-dormant gadget blog. Now there are 160,000 more posts just like it and the impossible task of summarizing the best of them in yet another.

Founded as a print zine in 1988 by Mark and Carla Sinclair, Mark's personal retrospective posted earlier today is a must-read; following are a few of our greatest hits, proudest accomplishments, clickiest traffic monsters, and best features of all time.

Despite the tens of millions of words in our database – mostly wonderful things – it's oftentimes the shortest posts that get the most attention.

So it was with Xeni Jardin's Ralph Lauren opens new outlet store in the Uncanny Valley, a single-sentence reblog of a now-vanished post at another site highlighting the incompetently dysmorphic photomanipulations in one of the fashion house's ads.

Ralph Lauren tried to force us to remove the post, to no avail.

That wasn't our first rodeo, either. In 2008, were were sued by MagicJack, makers of a VoIP dongle, after criticizing its terms of service. We stood our ground and beat them in court. Ten years later, Playboy sued us for posting about someone else's uploaded cover collection, claiming that linking to things is a form of copyright infringement. We beat them too, with the help of able friends at the Electronic Frontier Foundation.

It's not all law and chaos, though.

Mark Frauenfelder says he's most proud of his two-part series on the fortified residential mailboxes of Los Angeles, Survival of the fittest mailbox and Fortified mailboxes, part 2. Readers, though, say his greatest gift to the world of letters is the gentlemen of Boing Boing.

A trilogy of Cory Doctorow's most incisive writing on technology, policy and freedom is found in Lockdown, based on his keynote speech to the Chaos Computer Congress in 2011, The Coming Civil War over General Purpose Computing, and Anodyne Anonymity. Also, would you just look at that banana. Furthermore, Christ, what an asshole.

David Pescovitz is a collector of unpopular culture with an affinity for haunted ontology, mall nostalgia and cryptids (more!, with a Grammy on the shelf for his part in reissuing the Voyager Golden Record.

But it's his touching obituary for Mark, his older brother, that will not be forgotten.

Xeni Jardin's posted countless articles about cutting-edge tech and light-hearted nods to the wonders of the web, and more seriously about politics, but it's her writing about cancer, hers and others', that sticks with readers. The Diagnosis; When life hands you cancer, make cancer-ade; Obamacare saved my life; Cancer and cannabis: How I learned to stop worrying and love medical marijuana; A medal for completing breast cancer treatment; and We should be worried that science has not yet brought us closer to understanding cancer.

Rob Beschizza's The Weird of Wendy Pini profiles one of America's most successful women cartoonists. His random generators include the Psygnosis Game Generator, the North Korean Press Release Generator and the Audiophile Hardware Review Generator. (For those who don't revile them, Rob's disturbing mouth-eyed politician shoops are collected in the gallery item Corinthian Leather). Fissure opens in Chess AI scene is a deep dive into a code-plagiarism scandal. He once reviewed a loaf of snot.

He eulogized his mother, Mandy Johnson, in 2016.

Did you know Boing Boing publisher Jason Weisberger was namechecked in a saucy romance novel?

Jason has also written obituaries for his close friends Molly, Lucy, Calliope and Nemo.

We published critical games writing under the aegis of Offworld, edited by Leigh Alexander: All the women I know in video games are tired and Why Silent Hill mattered. Zoë Quinn's call to creative arms, Punk Games, remains as relevant now as it was five years ago.

Laura Hudson's Women take a place at the pinball table is a deep look at a unique competetive area, complemented by her excellent reviews of games as different as Undertale — choose to kill monsters or understand them — and Bloodborne — In Bloodborne's brutal world, I found myself.

Our longtime science editor Maggie Koerth-Baker's analysis of the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear disaster was featured in the anthology The Best Science Writing Online 2012. Don't miss her profile of James Watson, either.

Though known for chaingun blogging, we pioneered the trend toward Fancy Lookin' Features on the web, such as Maggie's Cassini Trip Reset, highlighting the astonishing imagery from NASA's probe, and Rob Beschizza's Friendly Darkness in the Palace of Utopian Fantasy, linking rare threads of modern and Victorian fantasy.

Here's just a few more of the nice features we've published over the years:

1906: Vintage Photographs by Mike Shaughnessy Leaking Secrets, leaking Blood by Raul Gutierrez Death in Space, by Maggie Koerth-Baker Ghost Babies, by Mark Dery A Season in Hell, by Mark Dery Hajj for Heathens, by Omar Chatriwala Maps, by Simon Parkin

Other guests are too many to mention – there are more than five hundred contributors in our archives now – but they account for many of our finest posts. Among the best are Sawyer Rosenstein's Don't tell me the sky is the limit when there are footprints on the moon and the many annual iterations of David Ng and Ben Cohen's Halloween Candy Hierarchy.

Glenn Fleishman's Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto is typeset in the then-new Google typeface it was about, and What it's like to be on Jeopardy is about his brief but impressive stint on the game show.

Unseen World War I photos: German Trenches reveals a unique collection of photographs inherited by Dean Putney, our longtime developer, from his great-grandfather Walter Koessler.

Carl Malamud is well-known for Liberating America's secret, for-pay laws, and we're immensely proud to have helped him make his stand.

We've also published loads of fiction over the years, including our own, such as Cory's By His Things Will You Know Him and The Man Who Sold The Moon, Jason's Kevin's List, and Rob's Mixtape of the Lost Decade, Such Bravery and Nomen Ludi.

Finally, here are our top traffic posts since we started counting: a master key for winning at blogging. But only if you have a time machine, because the web, as they say, is dead.

1. Nigerian astronaut lost in space

2. Rickrolling is sexist, racist and often transphobic in context

3. 'To Donald Trump,' by Leland Melvin, former NASA Astronaut and NFL Player

4. 16-year-old girl who took nude selfie photos faces adult sex charges

5. Campus rapist given lenient sentence to avoid "severe impact on him"

6. Man stole $122m from Facebook and Google by sending them random bills, which the companies dutifully paid

7. Climate change denier Rupert Murdoch just bought National Geographic, which gives grants to scientists

8. Trump is angry at NBC News for using this photo of him, so please don't use this enhanced, enlarged version of it for anything

9. I'm married. I'm a woman. I'm addicted to porn.

10. For sale: (1) California ghost town

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cmcreid-warriorprincess · 4 years

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Parentdale - - - for plotting ref!

So Lyndsy’s soiree has be thinking about the Havensdale parents a lot and I’d love to plot out some connections with them!! Below’s a list of all my viable parents and their backstories in a compact summary for reference (feel free to message me about connections etc and what it’ll mean for our actual characters!):

Havensdale Natives (they grew up here so high school etc connections like!!)

Karen McReid (single, fc; stana katic) - you know her already! The aunt of Ruby & Carrie, mom of Danny. She was super serious in high school, like ‘class president’ material also with a bit of a wild side but her sis Krystal was the Wild OneTM. Had the weight of the world on her shoulders ALL the time. Eventually dated Daniel Moore (Jenny’s uncle) in high school. Now a businesswomen and all around pillar of the community but keeps an arms length from being too involved in town shenanigans.

Veronica Evans (single) - this is Erica and Rose’s mom! She’s very lovely, a friendly neighbour with a messy ex that no one really knows the real story of (except a select few including neighbours the Wilsons). Close with McReids & Wilsons. Had a lot of friends in high school but lost touch with them when she was married. Is still trying to regain Power over her life and have fun again with friends. Doesn’t date but might want to. Help her.

Chuck and Claire Cooper (married, fc; paul rudd and leslie mann) - the Cooper’s! Christian’s parents and Cam/Callie’s aunt and uncle. Chuck is a teacher at Havens High and Claire owns local baker ‘Claire’s Cakes’. Chuck Cooper was the Ricky Beaumont of his time, total party animal, messy flirt, always up for shots. He’s a bop! Claire is the one who keeps them together, a responsible, very embarrassing mom (they’re both embarrassing tbh). They were BFF since childhood but didn’t get togetherTM until well after high school. ▣ (x)

Victoria Harvelle (married, fc; america ferrera) - Jess’ mom and absolute #dramaQUEEN. She grew up in Havensdale and got the hell out as soon as she turned 18. She’s an ex soap opera star, glamazon and simply #dying over having to be back in Havensdale all these years. Thinks she’s better than everyone - always did. D-I-V-A. Fake friends only probably. Knows her husband is cheating on her. Will not discuss his love child Lua Harvelle thanks bye. Was compelled by Jess to think they’d sent her away for her bad behaviour but tbh won’t bring her up either.

Mitchell and Lacy Morrison (married, fc; alexis denisof and charisma carpenter) - the Morrison parents! Mitch is an absolute dork with really cool socks who owns ‘Morrison Records’. Honestly just...a soft, nerdy Dad who loves his wife more than anything. Lacy is the Bad GirlTM and always was (definitely in love with this nerd all her life tbh). She’s very cool which makes up for how uncool Mitch is. Remember, non-magical people think Mark woke up from his ‘coma’ recently and magicals know he was brought back from the dead. They deserve a nice night, basically.

Aaron and Marie Fairchild (widowed, deceased) - Charlene’s mom/Rachel’s uncle and aunt. Marie died when Charlene was young and Aaron is always on the road for work. Marie was thee Cool MomTM and very involved. They both would have had a TON of friends until Marie died and Aaron became distant. Needless to say, neither are here tonight.

Lyndsy McArthur and Andrew Moore (re-married - fc; , deceased - fc; jason bateman) - Jenny’s parents! We all know Lyndsy of ‘Lyndsy’s café’. She’s an absolute sweetheart with a right hook to match. Another piller of the community TBH, need I say more? The same goes for Andrew who died when Jenny was little (he was a fireman). These two were high school sweethearts, 100% the cutest couple, probably prom king and queen. Lyndsy’s now married to Derek McArthur if y’all remember!

Felicity Montgomery (married, fc; madchen amick) - #icequeen! In high school though she was a punky rebel with a giant attitude problem. Her and Ethan McArthur were also #that couple - don’t remind her. (x)

Maryse Anderson (married) - Effy & Lana’s mom, god help her. Very judgy, very straight laced and god fearin’ - she’s also super involved with the town’s events etc. Probably causes drama at every PTA meeting. Probably has beef with every other parent in town. BIG SECRET: her husband is in jail.

Larry Manning (married, fc; will smith) - Tyler’s dad. Owner of family pub/restaurant ‘The Silver Fox’ and a town treasure. Basically everyone’s dad, always looking out for you and can fix pretty much anything. He’s a settled down, very chill, married man and father. Was literally THE COOLEST guy in high school though, ask anyone!

Fred Porter (married) - the Porter dad! Can you believe there was an original Greg? ‘Cause Fred was breaking hearts, jaws, his own fists and making 1000 mistakes per minute long before his second son was even a thought. He got his act together! He’s a very hard working dad with good, family values who only wants the best for his family. Is so hard on Greg because he sees so much of himself in him tbh. His wife was 100% his saving grace, he loves her so much.

Mr and Mrs Jennings (married) - Isaiah’s parents! Mr Jennings is a member of one of Havensdale founding families so they’re SUPER involved in the town. They’re very fancy, have a big ole house, love to take trips but are friendly with everyone. They’re only snobby on accident. Mr Jennings is very serious and is waiting for Isaiah to stop his nonsense and join the family business. Mrs Jennings is way funner.

Not *from* Havensdale but live here now!!

William ‘Bill’ Tyler (technically, legally still married, fc; mark ruffalo) - Hailie’s dad. He own’s ‘Bill’s Tech Store’ which is a computer store so he’ll fix your WiFi etc. A grumpy loner type with an absolute heart of gold. Everyone who was around at the time knows his wife Grace Laurel Tyler left him and Hailie years ago (her dramatic return is still lowkey on the D.L right now though). Loves his daughter SO MUCH, is stressed to his eyeballs about her having.......a boyfriend. ▣ Was dating Sarah Palmer before she died (Juliette's mom) and honestly, me and Kayleigh figured this out today and I'm still crying.

Joseph Montgomery (married, fc; matthew mcconaughey) - Mr Montgomery! He’s lived here with Felicity since before Elena was born (22+ years). He’s a business man with political ties and always wears a suit. A big ole charmer that you literally can’t help but like!

Mrs Porter - info to follow on Greg, Simon and Annie’s mom but lbr...she’ll be an angel!!!

Penelope ‘Penny’ Manning (married, fc; salma hayek) - Tyler’s mom. The Mannings moved to Havensdale 17+ years ago! Penny’s a high flyer, works in fashion, always has her hands-free in, slightly aloof and very scary when she’s on the phone dealing with a problem. The BossTM. Absolute goals. Loves her son and doesn’t mean to be so absent. Friends with everyone but she never has time.

Joseph Salvatore (married, fc; jared padalecki) - Joey and Keith’s dad (and maybe more). He’s lived in Havensdale full time aroundabout when Keith was born (ISH). Before this, he was a legit rockstar. He toured, he did the whole sex, drugs, drink and rock ‘n roll thing. Now he’s a real pillar of the community, owns the gym, is very involved with the town - which made the arrival of his Secret Son Joey such a SCANDAL. He’s still recovering.

Charles Harvelle (married, MIA, fc; david tennant) - No one has noticed yet or caused a scene about it but Mr Harvelle is currently missing.... Details will follow, for now his wife just believes he’s on another business trip AKA having an affair with his secretary. A mess at being a father and husband. RIP. Has lived in Havensdale aroundabout 18 yrs with his wife and Jess.

Mr & Mrs Thomson (married) - Tessa’s parents. They’re both hunters who’ve been on the road for most of their lives (saving people, hunting things, the family business). Just a fab couple! A supportive, dorky dad and a badass yet super sweet mom. They’re v likable and have been in town for a fair few months now.

#hihrp #hihparent #ooc #is this a good reference or a mess who can say!

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