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toxicanonymity · 1 year

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Rock Bottom Ch 5: Taste of God

3.5k words | Corey x Allyson (thinks about y/n & Michael), Corey x Michael (x2),

Corey is no longer in control of his actions, blinded by an incapacitating lust that overpowers his will to live. He grabs the bulge in Michael's jumpsuit with his bloody hand, and his other hand begins to unzip it. Corey is so hungry for Michael's cock he doesn't even stop to free his own from his pants. As he lowers Michael's zipper, the large, calloused hands around his throat relax a little but don't fall away.

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I really got into Corey's POV as you could tell from my recent surge of Michael thirst-posting lol. NSFW

Corey gets on his motorcycle and takes one last look at the entrance to the sewer. That really happened. They killed Doug Mulaney together, then they stood together against the wall, Michael's knife at Corey's throat, raging erections pressed so hard up against each other. The feeling of Michael's hard length against him lingers, and there's a new hope swirling in his soul. He rides to Allyson and Laurie’s house, exhilarated, reliving it all. He keeps seeing Michael coming right at him, stabbing Mulaney on his chest. Michael, jacked full of dark energy, engorged by the kill.

Corey has a completely different life than he did just days before. Michael found him at the edge of darkness, grabbed him by the throat and said, "let's go!" Corey has been in free fall since then, enjoying every seedy minute of it.

As Corey gets closer to Allyson and Laurie's house, he has intrusive thoughts about the web he's weaving. He really doesn't want to introspect - it's such a buzzkill. But the old Corey is still hanging on somewhere inside him and loves to brood. His feelings are a tangled mess of joy and gloom. Lust and bloodthirst. And in the heat of each moment, he's okay with it. But in the back of his mind as the high fades just a little, the possibilities spin like a mobile above a crib. He wants to sleep with Allyson and rub it in Laurie's face. He wants to feel Michael inside him. He wants to be Michael inside of (Y/N). He wants to fuck (Y/N) until she cries. Why should he have to choose?

He wants it all, but of course it's not that simple. Most of the time, he’s graphically sure about what he wants from Michael, but there are moments where he wonders what could possibly come next. He thinks about the things (Y/N) has said about Michael and wonders. Really, how could she possibly know? The fact that (Y/N) is supposedly off limits only makes him want her more. He wants to find out. And then there are the moments where he thinks Michael would be enough - that Michael could own him.

His thoughts turn to Allyson as he parks his motorcycle outside her house. He feels hope for who she could become - who they could become together. And if he's honest with himself, he wants to take her from Laurie. His core is pulled in so many directions. He imagines himself in the Donnie Darko wormhole with multiple paths coming out of his core.

Anxiety takes over. By the time Corey knocks on the door, he's in tears. Allyson's face says he must look like a wreck. He's even more banged up than the last time she saw him. “I don’t know what’s happening to me,” he says. Her eyes blaze with desire. She lets him in.

Corey’s inner turmoil fades away the moment their hands meet.

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Allyson unbuttons Corey's shirt on the way up the stairs, opens the door to her bedroom, then pulls Corey by his jacket onto her bed and he takes off the jacket and button-up. She kisses him hungrily, pulls him into her with her legs, and as soon as she feels his hardness through his jeans, she unbuckles his belt. There’s an urgency about her that Corey can relate to. He wonders if it’s contagious.

Corey kisses Allyson’s soft lips and pulls her tank top over her head, then she pulls his undershirt off. He palms her breasts as they grind into each other desperately. Allyson’s pale cheeks flush red as she frantically unbuttons and unzips him and her small hand grabs his package. At the touch of her hand, Corey can only think of Michael, and his sense of urgency returns.

In Corey's mind, Michael chokes Corey, stabs Mulaney, pins Corey against the wall, slices his jaw. . .

Allyson gropes Corey needily. Her tongue thrusts into his mouth as he unbuttons her jeans and she kicks out of them. She looks so beautiful when she’s needy for him. Her eyes are wild. Her lips are red like a pin-up. Corey pins her to the bed and sucks at her neck. The hardness in his briefs meet the warmth of her panties.

He grinds his arousal into her and thinks of his cock against Michael. Allyson frees his stiff member from his briefs. He shoves a massive hand into her panties and is greeted with the wettest warmth. He needs to taste her. He backs up as he pulls the garment down slowly, kissing her stomach, and aims head downward, but Allyson yanks him back up. She wants him inside her.

Corey thinks of Michael inside (Y/N) and his cock hardens even more.

“I need you,” she says as she pulls him up by the underarms. He kisses her ribcage before he obliges. Once he’s close enough, she grabs his swollen package again. She closes her eyes as she massages it and spreads her legs, bringing it close enough that her pinky grazes her wetness as she moves the skin of his shaft. Corey lays his cock down against her pubic bone first, then she moves it to her entrance and he hears her loud and clear. With one thrust, he plunges into Allyson. She gasps at the stretch of his girth.

He has intrusive thoughts about killing Allyson's ex, Mulaney, with Michael.

Corey’s cock swells even thicker. Allyson feels it and her lips part with a small sigh. He thrusts into her, and she pulls his body into hers. She wants it all, and he doesn’t hold back. He plunges into her with all the power and passion that’s pent up in his core, and he does it again, and again. She melts and moans and mewls, and he only pushes harder.

Corey lasts longer than he has in days. Allyson comes, whining his name, fingering his hair. Clenching around his cock again and again, moaning obscenely – he hopes Laurie can hear – until her whole body relaxes under him and she looks at him, her eyelids heavy with love or lust. Corey tells her he’s close, and Allyson slides out from under him, releasing his cock. She pushes him down on his back. She puts her hair up with a ribbon from her wrist, and promptly replaces her warmth with her pretty little head between his legs. Her ponytail starts to come loose as she sucks his cock with gusto.

As Corey gets ready to come, his mind is just Michael stabbing - his knife into Mulaney, his cock into (Y/N).

His ass clenches and the tension releases all at once with a pulsing deep in his ass and an eruption – no, several — of cum into Allyson’s mouth. She looks up at him with doe eyes as she swallows, her eyes watery.

Corey looks at Allyson and sees an angel. One he doesn’t deserve, but one that can fall – or, preferably, is already falling. He snuggles up behind her and puts his arm over her. She takes his hand in hers and traces the wound. Corey thinks about the way the doctor spoke to her and his veins run cold.

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As Corey drifts off, he falls off a bridge and into a dark river as warm as it is violent. He has no desire to swim to shore. He's swimming lazily, almost floating, with the current. It carries him from fuck to kill to fuck with flashes of the last few days.

Then, he dreams of Halloween 2019. The opulent front door is open. Corey is searching desperately for Jeremy and worrying more and more about Michael Myers as he steps into the attic. Jeremy’s nowhere in sight, but Corey’s mother, Joan, is there. The door slams behind him.

"Corey, there's my baby. You want some custard?" Joan unbuttons her sweater and takes his head in both hands. As she tries to pull his head closer, Corey's muscular neck stiffens in disgust.

Out of nowhere, the huge, silver knife from the kitchen gleams behind Joan and her face contorts as it penetrates her back. Joan begins to fall into Corey, then the mask comes into focus behind her. Michael Myers catches Joan by the hair and yanks her head back toward him. The knife slices Joan's neck, and as blood splatters onto Corey’s glasses, a wave of relief showers him, too. Michael lets Joan’s body fall to the floor in a heap and steps over it. Michael and Corey stand still and Corey gazes through his blood splattered glasses into the warm dark holes of the mask for what feels like forever until he forgets all about Joan.

Michael lets the knife fall to the ground and outstretches his arms. Corey steps forward, hesitantly, into Michael’s broad chest, then relaxes as the large arms engulf him, and Corey feels the strong embrace of a man for the first time in his adult life. The arms tighten around Corey and his core tingles. As soon as Corey’s cock begins to stiffen, the arms tighten more and he can't breathe. He begins wriggling and thrashing, and Michael abruptly lets go, but then Corey feels cold and desperate for his arms. Michael grabs Corey by the throat and slams him into the attic door, and Corey's arousal swells stronger.

Corey reaches for the mask. His fingers tremble as they lift the bottom edge of the off-white rubber, then Michael’s large hand grabs the mask by the face and removes it. Michael’s face and hair looks exactly like the mask. His skin is chiseled but leathered. The should-be whites of his eyes are a glistening black. Michael stands perfectly still and breathes heavily as Corey reaches for the zipper of Michael’s jumpsuit.

As he begins to pull Michael's zipper, Corey finds himself nude. Michael turns him around and violently shoves him against the door face-first and Corey’s breath hitches. Michael breathes loudly in Corey's ear and Corey feels a stiff, pulsing heat meet the small of his back then drag wetly down and up his crack. Corey's lungs are floating in his chest and pleasure shoots from his shaft, through his balls, to his ass, and pulses. He’s rock hard.

Michael's cock wedges head-up between Corey's cheeks, grinds against him, then slides down, finds his hole, and forces its way inside. Corey shudders as he's impaled and feels every bit as full and alive as he knew he would. Michael thrusts again and hits Corey’s most sensitive spot, the one no one has ever touched before, not even himself, the one that throbs at the thought of Michael who continues to bury his length in Corey again and again, banging him hard against the attic door until the door begins to weaken as Corey erupts in his sleep.

The attic door disintegrates and Corey falls over the bannister. As he tumbles through the air nude, he looks up at the attic door. “Michael,” he tries to call out, but the shape in the attic door is Corey himself holding the mask.

Corey wakes up just before he hits the floor. His briefs are damp and he’s grateful he never fully discarded them. Allyson is stirring.

Allyson rolls over toward him and speaks. "Did you. . ."

Heat washes over his face.

"Did you say 'Michael'?"

“It was a nightmare,” he tells her.

She kisses him and falls back to sleep, but Corey doesn’t. He slides out of bed and gets dressed. He doesn’t wake her up, but he leaves a sweet note: “Great night. See you later <3”

When he goes downstairs, he smiles smugly at Laurie on his way out the door. “Nice seeing you again, Laurie.”

When Allyson’s clinic is about to close, Corey rides his motorcycle there and parks out of view with his scarecrow mask in tow. He watches as Dr. Mathis gets into his Porsche with Deb from the Halloween party, then follows them to the doctor’s house.

Corey creeps around the doctor's property and into the courtyard. He grabs a drycleaning bag from the garbage and waits. When the doctor goes inside, humming obnoxiously, Corey grabs a corkscrew from the faux romantic set-up by the fire pit and hides on the other side of the sliding door waiting for him to come back out. As the doctor reemerges and starts crossing the courtyard, Corey sneaks up from behind and covers the doctor's head in a drycleaning bag.

The doctor grabs at the bag and gasps for air and Corey tightens the bag around him with one large hand, coming down to his knees as the Doctor weakens and his considerable weight falls against Corey. Corey then holds the corkscrew between his thick fingers and stabs him in the neck through the plastic. The doctor's chest rises and falls as he tries desperately to breathe. As he squirms and thrashes his head, blood smears around inside the bag. Dr. Mathis finally stops struggling.

A sliding door opens and Deb sticks her head out. "Dr. Mathis.?! " She steps forward and sees Corey in his scarecrow mask holding Dr. Mathis in the dry cleaning bag full of blood. As Deb panics to get back inside, Corey drops the doctor and races to the sliding door. She slams his injured hand in the door several times before managing to close and lock it and grab the phone to call 911. She recognizes Corey's mask from the Halloween party, and no one could mistake his strong, husky figure and curly hair. Deb looks at Corey like he's the psycho she always thought. The look wounds and enrages Corey.

Corey sees something. Yes, behind Deb, Michael Myers lurks in the shadows. Corey's heart swells and his whole body feels warm and light. He bangs on the glass for Michael to let him in. Michael lumbers toward Deb and snatches her by the throat, not missing a single beat in his heavy stride toward the wall. As Michael slams Deb up against the large, abstract painting, Corey lifts up his mask and watches intently, unraveling his bandage, giving up on healing, letting the blood flow out, letting all of Michael flow in. He wants to absorb as much as he can from Michael. An incapacitating need floods Corey's body and thickens his cock as he watches his master effortlessly lift Deb by the throat. He holds her against the wall, her feet off the ground.

Michael stabs Deb in the chest with an enormous knife, pinning her through the art to the wall. Her feet dangle from the ground. Corey doubles over in arousal and presses his huge bloody hand to the glass, gazing lustily at Michael. Corey is utterly his, soaking up Michael’s warm, thick, dark energy. Michael slowly turns his head to return Corey's gaze. The intimacy and intensity of the moment between them sends Corey to another level. His chest heaves and he palms himself with his free hand. Michael holds the gaze for a moment then admires his work on the wall before abruptly walking through the kitchen and exiting into the courtyard.

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Corey needs him so bad he can hardly breathe, but Michael is walking away. Corey can't let him leave. "No!," He yells Corey hobbles, tripping over himself, scrambling to reach Michael while he's still in the courtyard. He manages to catch up and cut Michael off. Michael swiftly grabs Corey by the throat, slams him up against the outside of the house, and pins him to the wall with his thigh, adding his second hand around Corey’s neck. "YES," Corey croaks, and locks eyes with the dark holes of the mask. His arousal throbs into Michael's thigh and he can feel the hard shape of Michael's length against him once again.

Corey is no longer in control of his actions, blinded by an incapacitating lust that overpowers his will to live. He grabs the bulge in Michael's jumpsuit with his bloody hand and his other hand begins to unzip it. Corey is so hungry for Michael's cock he doesn't even stop to free his own from his pants. As he lowers Michael's zipper, the large, calloused hands around his throat relax a little but don't fall away.

With Michael’s jumpsuit open, rays of light might as well burst from between his legs. It’s Corey’s first time seeing what Michael’s packing up close. Corey's massive hands wrap around the stiff, veiny shaft. Pre-cum beads at the monstrous tip and Corey salivates. He looks back and forth between the mask’s eye holes, his brows furrowed, silently asking, begging for his cock. Michael lets Corey's head slip through his fingers as Corey begins to fall to his knees.

Corey admires the monster cock head-on just briefly before wrapping his mouth around the head desperately, like it might slip away. He thinks to himself, so this is what God tastes like. He unhinges his jaw and curls his lips over his teeth. He slurps the cock into his mouth, sucking hard enough to pull his head down on the shaft. The girth barely fits in his mouth, and the length certainly doesn’t. It requires his hands. Corey sucks from the back of his throat and his eyes water. He slowly drags the O of his mouth up and down trying to fit a little more of Michael down his throat each time. The head nudges past his tonsils. He unseals his mouth briefly to collect some drool as lube for his hands to stroke the rest that doesn't fit. He even dares to cradle Michael's balls for a moment.

Michael, initially frozen, cradles Corey's head, nestling his large fingers in Corey's locks, causing the scarecrow mask to fall off the top of his head. The gesture of acceptance has Corey feeling high as a kite. He looks up with his dark, watery eyes and the mask looks down at him. He can hardly believe this is happening. Michael Audrey Myers is gazing down at Corey, cradling his head as he sucks him off. Corey feels chosen.

He wants to please Michael better than anyone else possibly could. He lacks experience and relies largely on instinct, but it seems to come naturally. He uses his tongue and the pressure of his teeth through his lips and sucks with his throat, creating a vacuum around the shaft. Michael is tall. Corey sits up higher on his knees to try more of a downward angle. Michael moans softly and looks upward as his abdomen flexes against Corey's forehead. The tears in Corey‘s eyes threaten to overtake his waterline already. Corey's throat bobs as he continues sucking and stroking, then feels a twitch in his mouth, followed by a pang in his taint and that special place.

Michael's hands begin to move Corey's head, shoving his length down his throat. Corey gags and he likes it. He’s grateful for every thrust, every inch. His mouth is stretched so wide the corners hurt. And he's drooling. His eyes prickle and tears run down his cheeks. Then, Michael’s cock pulses and Corey’s mouth pulses with it.

Michael places one hand against the wall and his other hand engulfs the crown of Corey's head, forcing him down on his cock as he erupts in Corey's throat. The pulsations are so strong, bursting every two seconds, the swell of his cock filing Corey’s mouth as cum trickles down his throat. Corey struggles to keep his mouth sealed, not wanting to waste a single drop of Michael's seed. He swallows with every pump.

When Michael is finished, he takes his hands off the wall and Corey's hair. Corey lets go of this cock with a kiss and looks up again, desperate for Michael's approval. But, Michael doesn't look back. He merely zips up his jumpsuit and continues walking the same direction he was going, like nothing happened. Corey is left on his knees, painfully hard, alone, and rejected. And yet, he’s also brimming with joy that Michael is inside him, in a way. Such a vital part of Michael is inside him, and he can feel it in every part of his being.

Corey uses his sweater to wipe drool off his mouth and massages his jaw. Then, he unbuckles his jeans. He closes his eyes and his large hand strokes his throbbing, aching member, still feeling the ghost of Michael against his body and in his mouth. He's startled by the sound of faint footsteps and opens his eyes to red and blue flashing lights illuminating the fog over the fence toward the street.

The lights go dark, and the footsteps grow clearer. Corey puts his dick away, crouches low to the ground, and scurries into the shadows, past the sliding door, against the outside wall of the house. He's squatting down next to the glass, still in need of relief, but he tries hard to focus. As he looks for somewhere to hide, static sounds from a walkie talkie.

"Haddonfield Sheriff's Office," (Y/N)'s voice announces. A bright light approaches.

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Continue with Chapter 6

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kwebtv · 1 year

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Burke’s Law - List of Guest Stars

The Special Guest Stars of “Burke’s Law” read like a Who’s Who list of Hollywood of the era. Many of the appearances, however, were no more than one scene cameos. This is as complete a list ever compiled of all those who even made the briefest of appearances on the series.

Beverly Adams, Nick Adams, Stanley Adams, Eddie Albert, Mabel Albertson, Lola Albright, Elizabeth Allen, June Allyson, Don Ameche, Michael Ansara, Army Archerd, Phil Arnold, Mary Astor, Frankie Avalon, Hy Averback, Jim Backus, Betty Barry, Susan Bay, Ed Begley, William Bendix, Joan Bennett, Edgar Bergen, Shelley Berman, Herschel Bernardi, Ken Berry, Lyle Bettger, Robert Bice, Theodore Bikel, Janet Blair, Madge Blake, Joan Blondell, Ann Blyth, Carl Boehm, Peter Bourne, Rosemarie Bowe, Eddie Bracken, Steve Brodie, Jan Brooks, Dorian Brown, Bobby Buntrock, Edd Byrnes, Corinne Calvet, Rory Calhoun, Pepe Callahan, Rod Cameron, Macdonald Carey, Hoagy Carmichael, Richard Carlson, Jack Carter, Steve Carruthers, Marianna Case, Seymour Cassel, John Cassavetes, Tom Cassidy, Joan Caulfield, Barrie Chase, Eduardo Ciannelli, Dane Clark, Dick Clark, Steve Cochran, Hans Conried, Jackie Coogan, Gladys Cooper, Henry Corden, Wendell Corey, Hazel Court, Wally Cox, Jeanne Crain, Susanne Cramer, Les Crane, Broderick Crawford, Suzanne Cupito, Arlene Dahl, Vic Dana, Jane Darwell, Sammy Davis Jr., Linda Darnell, Dennis Day, Laraine Day, Yvonne DeCarlo, Gloria De Haven, William Demarest, Andy Devine, Richard Devon, Billy De Wolfe, Don Diamond, Diana Dors, Joanne Dru, Paul Dubov, Howard Duff, Dan Duryea, Robert Easton, Barbara Eden, John Ericson, Leif Erickson, Tom Ewell, Nanette Fabray, Felicia Farr, Sharon Farrell, Herbie Faye, Fritz Feld, Susan Flannery, James Flavin, Rhonda Fleming, Nina Foch, Steve Forrest, Linda Foster, Byron Foulger, Eddie Foy Jr., Anne Francis, David Fresco, Annette Funicello, Eva Gabor, Zsa Zsa Gabor, Reginald Gardiner, Nancy Gates, Lisa Gaye, Sandra Giles, Mark Goddard, Thomas Gomez, Pedro Gonzalez Gonzalez, Sandra Gould, Wilton Graff, Gloria Grahame, Shelby Grant, Jane Greer, Virginia Grey, Tammy Grimes, Richard Hale, Jack Haley, George Hamilton, Ann Harding, Joy Harmon, Phil Harris, Stacy Harris, Dee Hartford, June Havoc, Jill Haworth, Richard Haydn, Louis Hayward, Hugh Hefner, Anne Helm, Percy Helton, Irene Hervey, Joe Higgins, Marianna Hill, Bern Hoffman, Jonathan Hole, Celeste Holm, Charlene Holt, Oscar Homolka, Barbara Horne, Edward Everett Horton, Breena Howard, Rodolfo Hoyos Jr., Arthur Hunnicutt, Tab Hunter, Joan Huntington, Josephine Hutchinson, Betty Hutton, Gunilla Hutton, Martha Hyer, Diana Hyland, Marty Ingels, John Ireland, Mako Iwamatsu, Joyce Jameson, Glynis Johns, I. Stanford Jolley, Carolyn Jones, Dean Jones, Spike Jones, Victor Jory, Jackie Joseph, Stubby Kaye, Monica Keating, Buster Keaton, Cecil Kellaway, Claire Kelly, Patsy Kelly, Kathy Kersh, Eartha Kitt, Nancy Kovack, Fred Krone, Lou Krugman, Frankie Laine, Fernando Lamas, Dorothy Lamour, Elsa Lanchester, Abbe Lane, Charles Lane, Lauren Lane, Harry Lauter, Norman Leavitt, Gypsy Rose Lee, Ruta Lee, Teri Lee, Peter Leeds, Margaret Leighton, Sheldon Leonard, Art Lewis, Buddy Lewis, Dave Loring, Joanne Ludden, Ida Lupino, Tina Louise, Paul Lynde, Diana Lynn, James MacArthur, Gisele MacKenzie, Diane McBain, Kevin McCarthy, Bill McClean, Stephen McNally, Elizabeth MacRae, Jayne Mansfield, Hal March, Shary Marshall, Dewey Martin, Marlyn Mason, Hedley Mattingly, Marilyn Maxwell, Virginia Mayo, Patricia Medina, Troy Melton, Burgess Meredith, Una Merkel, Dina Merrill, Torben Meyer, Barbara Michaels, Robert Middleton, Vera Miles, Sal Mineo, Mary Ann Mobley, Alan Mowbray, Ricardo Montalbán, Elizabeth Montgomery, Ralph Moody, Alvy Moore, Terry Moore, Agnes Moorehead, Anne Morell, Rita Moreno, Byron Morrow, Jan Murray, Ken Murray, George Nader, J. Carrol Naish, Bek Nelson, Gene Nelson, David Niven, Chris Noel, Kathleen Nolan, Sheree North, Louis Nye, Arthur O'Connell, Quinn O'Hara, Susan Oliver, Debra Paget, Janis Paige, Nestor Paiva, Luciana Paluzzi, Julie Parrish, Fess Parker, Suzy Parker, Bert Parks, Harvey Parry, Hank Patterson, Joan Patrick, Nehemiah Persoff, Walter Pidgeon, Zasu Pitts, Edward Platt, Juliet Prowse, Eddie Quillan, Louis Quinn, Basil Rathbone, Aldo Ray, Martha Raye, Gene Raymond, Peggy Rea, Philip Reed, Carl Reiner, Stafford Repp, Paul Rhone, Paul Richards, Don Rickles, Will Rogers Jr., Ruth Roman, Cesar Romero, Mickey Rooney, Gena Rowlands, Charlie Ruggles, Janice Rule, Soupy Sales, Hugh Sanders, Tura Satana, Telly Savalas, John Saxon, Lizabeth Scott, Lisa Seagram, Pilar Seurat, William Shatner, Karen Sharpe, James Shigeta, Nina Shipman, Susan Silo, Johnny Silver, Nancy Sinatra, The Smothers Brothers, Joanie Sommers, Joan Staley, Jan Sterling, Elaine Stewart, Jill St. John, Dean Stockwell, Gale Storm, Susan Strasberg, Inger Stratton, Amzie Strickland, Gil Stuart, Grady Sutton, Kay Sutton, Gloria Swanson, Russ Tamblyn. Don Taylor, Dub Taylor, Vaughn Taylor, Irene Tedrow, Terry-Thomas, Ginny Tiu, Dan Tobin, Forrest Tucker, Tom Tully, Jim Turley, Lurene Tuttle, Ann Tyrrell, Miyoshi Umeki, Mamie van Doren, Deborah Walley, Sandra Warner, David Wayne, Ray Weaver, Lennie Weinrib, Dawn Wells, Delores Wells, Rebecca Welles, Jack Weston, David White, James Whitmore, Michael Wilding, Annazette Williams, Dave Willock, Chill Wills, Marie Wilson, Nancy Wilson, Sandra Wirth, Ed Wynn, Keenan Wynn, Dana Wynter, Celeste Yarnall, Francine York.

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the-cranck-hobbit · 2 years

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Reunion and Volley ball || Song of a Nightingale Pt.4

Author's note : English is not my mother tongue, I am french but I wanted to try to write in English so here we are ! (Don't hesitate to tell me about the errors…)

Pairing : Mitchell! OC x Rooster, mention of Kazansky! OC x Hangman, mention of OC × Iceman

Summary : Two years after the uranium mission, Maverick enjoys his new life. Working on his plane, drinking beer at the Hard Deck, building a limpy little family with Penny and her daughter, Rooster, his WSO's son and Blizzard, his wingman's and old friend's daughter.

Everything change the day he got a call which announces the existence of a 26 years daughter.

Discover the story of Ally and Bradley, find out if Kathleen will deal with her father's legacy, and meet Beck, the first woman graduate of Top Gun.

Warning : VERY BAD WRITING, age gap, mention of death, mention of diseases, mention of parents death, mention of s*x but nothing descriptive

Maverick and Allyson spent the weekend together. Ally was a pretty good guide. She made him visit some beautiful spot, the kind of spot that only someone that grew up there knew.

They talked a lot about everything. She took him to her favorite motorcycle store. They talked about their common passion.

Maverick was amazed about how it was easy to talk with Ally. She was always enthusiastic, curious about everything. He was very nervous about meeting her. But everything looks natural for her. Days after days, Maverick became less and less nervous and enjoyed more and more of the time spent with her.

Her favorite things were walking and the beach. At the moment they put a foot on the sand, Ally took off her shoes and dipped her feet in the warm sun. Maverick smiled at her. She looked at him, smiling. “There is nothing better than walking barefoot in the sand !”. Saying that she ran towards the ocean and walked in the waves. Maverick smiled wider. Her joy was contagious.

And then Tuesday was there. The funeral’s day. Allyson was with some friends of her mother and family before the ceremony. Pete and she agreed that he rejoined her at the cemetery.

Alyson stayed with her aunt. When she started crying Mav, who was some rank behind, wanted to walk through the crowd and take her in his arms.

But he didn’t know if it was what she wanted and he didn’t want to embarrass her in front of her family.

After the funeral, Ally took her father for a walk. Even though Pete was glad to spend time with her, he didn’t want her to feel obligated to stay with him. “If you want to stay with your family it’s fine for me.” He said. “I can spend one day alone.”

Ally shook her head. “I don’t want to be with them. You saw them cry but they are just hypocrites. They all judged my mother when she got pregnant and she decided to raise me on her own. I think they are upset to see you with me. But I don’t care. You are more interested in me in four days than they dis in twenty six years.”

There was no anger in her voice. She spoke as if she just said a simple truth. Maverick looked at her, took her hand and took her to the beach. When they arrived at the edge of the sand, Pete let go of her hand and leaned forward. He took off his shoes and rolled up his pants. Ally giggled with surprise and imitated him.

Maverick felt proud to have managed to make her smile. The rest of the week passed on a wink. And then it was the day for Pete to come back to California. Goodbye at the airport was heartbreaking. But they promised to each other to stay in touch.

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It’s Penny that picked him at the airport. He was happy to see her again, he missed her. But his heart was still heavy at having left his daughter in Australia. They didn’t know each other for a while, but Allyson has already become one of the most important people in Maverick’s life.

When Penny saw her boyfriend look, she immediately understood his feeling. She took him in her arms with a sweet “Oh, Pete.”

She brought him back home where Amelia and Kat were waiting for him. As it was foreseen, Rooster and Hangman were back on mission.

The girls welcomed him and they talked about his trip all day and the evening. Pete told them everything about Ally. How she looks, how she speaks, how she dresses, some stories she told him about her childhood, her wish to work as a mechanic. His face lit up when he talked about her.

Penny and Kat glanced at each other, smirking. He was talking like a true father.

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Pete didn’t expect a reunion so soon. But about a week after he came back, during a call, Allyson asked him if he minded if she spent some days in California. Maverick’s smile became wider. He couldn't wait to announce it to Penny so he ran towards the Hard Deck and as soon as he was near her, he told her.

Ally arrived Friday evening. Pete picked her at the airport. When she saw him she ran toward him and jumped in his arms, almost causing him to fall. They laughed together and Ally kept talking all the way to her father’s house.

Penny and Amelia were waiting for them. Kat had the duty to accompany Phoenix to a Party. “She is my Wingman.” Kat apologized. “She’s got the power to make me kill on a mission.”

When Pete introduced Ally, she immediately hugd Amelia then Penny. She looked at Penny. “You are much more beautiful than I thought !” Penny replies with a smile. “Thank you. You are beautiful too.” Ally giggled.

The rest of the night was full of smiles, stories and laughs. Pete’ heart grew up with love by seeing this family which took him so much time to have.

After dinner,they stayed talking in the living room. Penny sat in Pete’s arms until their two daughters literally fell asleep. Mav had to carry both of them to their room. While he was edging Allyson,he told himself that he could easily get used to this life.

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Top Gun Fightertown, 1986

All class members were gathered at the volleyball court. The atmosphere was electrifying. And for good reason : the match was between Maverick/Goose and Iceman/Slider. Storm was the only girl in the stands. Maverick wasn’t focused. She could see it. He was watching his clock all ten second and he sped up the match. Despite this Goose and Maverick led the game.

Maverick finally left. Goose begs him to stay even for one game. But Maverick didn’t want to hear anything. Storm came closer, smiling. “She has to be really pretty.” Maverick looked at her. “What do you mean ?”

“The woman you’ve got a date with. She has to be really pretty to make you abandon Goose.”

Maverick looked at Storm and smirked. If she knew him as much as she knew herself, he knew her as much as he knew himself. “Prettiest than Iceman.” And before Storm could reply, Maverick went away.

Storm turned around and ran to Goose, her ponytail swinging at each step. Goose sigh of relief seeing her. “Thank god I’ve still got someone I can count on !”

Iceman and Slider looked at her. “You want to play with us, Storm ?” asked the taller pilot. “It’s a problem for you, Slider ?” She replied, raising an eyebrow. “Afraid to lose against a girl ?” It was Iceman who answered. “But you’re not a girl. You’re a pilot.”

Storm tried to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. He didn’t consider her like a girl. And it was not an insult. He saw her as a pilot, as his equal.

She pulled herself together and went on her side of the court. In her way, she took off her Tank Top, revealing her colorful bikini top. There were few whistles, Slider gasped like a fish and even the cold Iceman couldn’t hide the blush on his cheeks.

Perhaps she was a pilot, but she was a damn beautiful woman too.

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sheloooveswomen · 2 years

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names - headcanon

masterlist

prompt: the meaning/origin of their names + their reactions to the definitions. i gave them middle names sorry if you hate them. i used google to find ones i saw fitting the character.

includes: billie dean howard, lana winters, cordelia goode, sally mckenna, audrey tindall, ally mayfair-richards, wilhemina venable, diane sherman, alice macray, mildred ratched, tammy, and xandra terrell.

☆ billie dean howard ☆

name:

• BILLIE = determination, strength

• DEAN = leader

• HOWARD = high defender, chief guardian, noble watchman

reaction:

• she wears a cocky smirk the whole time you read it out

• "We already know I'm in charge, babydoll. Now we know it's been destined since birth."

☆ lana winters ☆

name:

• LANA = shining light, sun ray, calm as still waters, precious, little rock, gentle, soft, tender

• MAUDE = powerful battler

• WINTERS = descendent of winter, time of water in german, in the ancient Anglo-Saxon tribes of Britain it was a name for a person born in the wintertime having derived from the Old English word wintar meaning wet season

reaction:

• blushes as you define her first name

• feels a sense of pride and surprise for her middle name

• "Wet season? I could have lived without that."

☆ cordelia goode ☆

name:

• CORDELIA = heart, daughter of the sea(-god), jewel of the sea

• PRIMROSE = first rose (of spring)

• GOODE = begins in the days of the Anglo-Saxon tribes in Britain, it was a name for a person who performed good deeds or acts of kindness

reaction:

• she's an astrology girl so similar to her zodiac she loves learning the meaning behind her name and connecting it to her personality/life

• very thoughtful look on her face as you define her name

• "Why does my name sound made up?"

☆ sally mckenna ☆

name:

• LUCILLE = light

• no middle name

• MCKENNA = born of fire, fiery love

reaction:

• scrunches her nose when you call her lucille, she always hated it

• she was nicknamed 'Silly' when she was a kid because she was always goofing off, overtime it transformed into 'Sally' and she stuck to it

• "Born of fire and died in this hell hole? The universe is a cruel mistress."

☆ audrey tindall ☆

name:

• AUDREY = noble strength

• FAYE = fairy, loyalty

• TINDALL = modern version of tynedale, the valley of the river Tyne in Northumberland, derived from the Celtic word tina meaning 'to flow' and the old English word doel meaning 'valley'

reaction:

• "I am rather like a fairy, aren't I?"

• “You looked this up?! You’re so cute.”

☆ ally mayfair-richards ☆

name:

• ALLYSON = noble, exalted

• COLETTE = people of victory, victorious

• MAYFAIR = an exclusive residential/fashionable district in the West End of London, named after an annual fair held in the district until 1708

• RICHARDS = powerful, brave, ruler

reaction:

• loves the history aspect of her last name, must do research on her own

• "I wonder if my family has any genuine connection to that area."

☆ wilhemina venable ☆

name:

• WILHEMINA = resolute protection, wil meaning will/desire and helm meaning helmet/protection.

• ANNEMIE = he (God) has favored me, bitter grace, favor, sea of bitterness, drop of the sea, star of the sea, rebelliousness, exalted one, wished for child

• VENABLE = hunting ground, a derivative of venari 'to hunt', habitational name from a place called Venables in Eure, France

reaction:

• her first name is dutch/german so i did the same for her middle name

• "Hm...bitter grace? Fitting."

• secretly loves that you put the time into learning about her name

• MINA means love, this makes her roll her eyes dangerously hard

☆ diane sherman ☆

name:

• DIANE = divine, heavenly

• MARA = bitter in hebrew, joy in arabic

• SHERMAN = shearer of woolen garments

reaction:

• tries to hide her grin when you emphasize divine and heavenly

• "So I'm the descendent of wool shearers? I do like to knit so I guess that's something."

☆ alice macray ☆

name:

• ALICE = noble, truth, kind

• MARIGOLD = golden flower

• MACRAY = a name for a prosperous person, Gaelic form of the surname MacRay is Mac Rath, which literally means son of grace or son of prosperity

reaction:

• has you read it again, makes her all smiley

• "Marigold was my great grandmother, love her but mixed emotions on the name."

☆ mildred ratched ☆

name:

• MILDRED = gentle strength

• LOIS = superior, most beautiful, most desirable, renowned fighter, warrior maiden

• RATCHED = i couldn't find anything ?

reaction:

• rolls her eyes and nudges your shoulder when you draw out most desirable

• "I actually made up ratched when I got older. I read it in a book somewhere, can't remember but I liked it. Thought it was tough.

☆ tammy ☆

name:

• TAMARA = palm tree

• EDITH = rich, happy

• ROBINSON = son of robin, bright with fame

reaction:

• son of robin makes her laugh

• "I'm a rich and happy palm tree. All my dreams have come true."

☆ xandra terrell ☆

name:

• ALEXANDRA = helper, defender

• FAUVE = wild, uninhibited

• TERRELL = was a name for a stubborn or obstinate person, derived from the Old French word tirer, which means to draw

reaction:

• "Wild? Sure. Uninhibited...? Maybe. But I am not stubborn. Would you say I'm stubborn? Actually don't answer that."

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i’ve just read all of your avatar fic that you’ve uploaded and i literally have the urge to scream for a long period of time in some remote location because of your writing.

your fic is one of the most beautiful, important, and devastatingly well done things i’ve read in a long time. i search out fics that make me feel heavy (in a good way) and you’re one of the few that i want printed and framed and any other way of display option possible.

thank you so much for firstly existing and secondly for sharing this fic and your absolutely stunning art. i appreciate you so much you have no idea. like the beauty of the what you’ve written is settling inside of me and i keep reading slowly so that i can remember it all of the time.

you are so important to me and so is the fic. i don’t think i’ll ever be over you and that’s my favorite thing to feel. thank you <3

all my love,

allyson.

Ive never heard someone say that, I'm blushing and screaming as I read this. I never thought that people would even read my fanfic, so the fact that you said that you MY words printed and framed makes me wants to scream with joy. Fuck love poems, I need your kind words tattooed to my heart. I'll work extra hard for you! Thank you!

#My eyes teared up ngl #thank you so much

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lemonade-juley · 2 years

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OCs list! Updated and now including OCs I have for other existing things!

Personal OCs

Valerie, She/Her, Trans and Bi. 26- A strong willed girl who has exceptional control over the Roots. Stubborn and kind hearted.

Natalie, She/Her, Pansexual. 28- Compassionate leader of a group of survivors after the emergence of the Roots. Tries her hardest to help out and rescue other people. Is strong and affectionate

Serena, she/her, lesbian. 16- young, but intelligent girl. She's self taught in first aid and basic medicine and has an insatiable sense of curiosity and always yearns to learn. Very sweet.

Ava, She/Her, Trans lesbian. 17- a young winged folk, she's had a difficult life due to discrimination and bigotry as a trans girl and struggles with her identity. Protective and quiet.

Daniel, He/Him, just some guy, 22- The next in line to a Magnolian noble family, due to his sister refusing to be the heir. Smart and caring, but a fair bit egotistical. Shares a love for the environment and nature like his father before him.

Clover, She/Her, Bi and Ace, 25- Daniel's sister, a usually shy and reserved women, she's an exceptional sharpshooter and participated in many marksmanship competitions. Very sympathetic and most find her a joy to be around. Absolutely smitten with Valerie.

Dr Bennett, They/Them, Ace, 30.- A researcher in ecology and biology, they've taken an interest to the Roots and the Shadows that came with them, studying their behaviors and trying to find ways to keep people safe from them. They're eccentric but well regarded as both a friend and asset.

Alex, He/they, gay, 27- Childhood friend of Natalie's. A doctor but not a fighter, he dedicates his work currently to stitching up and taking care of the survivors Natalie rescues.

Michelle, She/her, Bi, 18- Childhood friend of Serena's, once a very kind and loving friend. After the loss of most of her friends, along with months of isolation, has become extremely bitter and hateful. Blames Serena for the death of Samantha, a girl she was in love with but whom Serena was dating at the time.

Kellam, he/him, just some guy round 2, 17- Childhood friend of Serena. Chivalrous and kind, he aspired to be a knight of Magnolia when he was an adult. Got separated from his friends during the emergence of the Roots. Protective of his only 2 remaining friends, but hates seeing what Michelle had become and tries to help her.

Pokemon OCs

Lavinia (Pokemon Desolation), she/her, lesbian, 19. An energetic and theatric young women who loves the dramatic. Very flirtatious with girls and prefers to be an optimist. Preference in bug types, but uses several types of Pokemon, an Ariados is her signature.

Anya (Pokemon Rejuvenation), She/They, Bi and Ace, 18 (chapter 1) - 19 (Chapter 15, current). A shy and quiet young women who used to live in the pre-Meteor ruined Reborn region before dying in an accident. Brought back as the Interceptor in the Aevium region 15 years later. Very shy due to a childhood of bullying from her peers, and horribly unconfident in her own abilities, she perseveres regardless. They're a Grass and Ground specialist, and her ace is a crested Delcatty.

Allyson (Pokemon Reborn), trans lesbian, 22- An outwardly warm, but somewhat meek person who loves music, and wants to master her battling skills. While she hates the idea of killing and refuses to, she is however, inclined for violence on terrible people. A dragon type and dragon adjacent (see serpent like Pokemon along with species like Charizard and Tropius) specialist, her ace is a Steelix.

#new pinned post I'll try and update this if i want to add something or add more characters #lemon rambles #long post #ocs

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achilleanfemme · 1 year

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30 Day Poetry Writing Challenge, Day 2

2. Where is home to you? Tell about a location or people you feel the most comfortable around. Paint a picture with words, capture what you see and feel.

Coming Back by Achillean Femme

Burning pine needles have a very distinct smell.

Their smoke is a light gray and

As you watch it twist and twirl in the autumn air

It is easy to get lost in its dance and minty aroma.

I still remember the time that I hit my cousin Allyson

In the neck with a very large pine cone.

It was quite literally a softball-sized pine cone.

I was about 15

And had borrowed my grandmommy’s clamping arm

That she used to grab cans out of the upper cabinets

In her kitchen when she couldn’t lift her arms very well above her head

Because she was going through radiation treatment

For her cancer that had come back for the third time.

She had passed about a year prior.

Anyways,

So I had borrowed the clamping arm

And was running around the yard outside her house

With my cousins Zeke, Savannah, and Allyson.

I picked up one of the large pine cones that was lying on the ground

With the clampers

And began to spin around whimsically with it

(Because I have always been a fairy princess).

Suddenly, the pine cone ripped out of the grasp of the clamper

And hit my cousin Allyson squarely in the neck

With a loud thwack!

I was mortified

And apologized profusely.

She didn’t talk to me for like 2 hours.

Then 6 of my cousins, including Allyson, my sister, and I

Decided to play a board game on my grandmommy’s

Golden-colored wooden kitchen table

As we had done countless evenings prior.

We cackled over silly stories from years past.

Like the time that we almost set grandmommy’s house on fire

Burning a mountain of pine needles that we had raked up in the yard

And set ablaze in the burn pit

On a particularly windy afternoon.

She was rightfully really mad when that happened.

I can still see us frantically rushing buckets of water

Back and forth

From the water hose faucet outside

To the site of the growing fire

Desperately trying to put it out as it

Kept fighting to come back.

But if she were with us on that night that I hit Allyson

In the neck

With the giant pinecone,

I think that she would have cleaned Allyson’s wounds,

Applied some neosporin or iodine to the injured area,

Given her a kiss,

Given me a smile and a wink as she passed me

Waiting nervously in the hallway on the red carpeted floor,

And beamed with joy for the rest of the night as we played games

Around her golden-colored wooden kitchen table.

#poetry #queer poet #30 Day Poetry Challenge #poem #poet #new poet #original poem #original poetry #amatuer poet #cancer #home #family

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blueberryexistence · 8 months

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my current read is cake eater by allyson dahlin but the two main themes in that book are social media influencing and marie antoinette / the french revolution so it's really funny how my mind is constantly circling back to that one legends episode

#a head of her time #!!! yes that's the one #the most random topic combination that fits two separate pieces of media #cake eater #allyson dahlin #joy book blogs

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amandamazzillo · 2 years

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HALLOWEEN ENDS: Satisfying, Complex Conclusion to the Halloween Saga

With David Gordon Green's Halloween Ends--the story which began in 1978 with the release of John Carpenter’s terrifying, suspenseful Halloween--comes to a satisfying conclusion.

The end of the revitalized Halloween trilogy which began in 2018 with the new sequel to the original film, explores Laurie Strode’s (Jamie Lee Curtis) journey to live her life away from the constant fear of Michael’s inevitable return time and time again.

Halloween Ends examines how the presence of evil lived within Michael now roams free and permeates every corner of Haddonfield–living in the subconscious of every resident, leading to disastrous accidents sparked by the fear of Michael being around every corner. The evil spreads its way through the town, impacting how everyone lives with the constant fear of the boogeyman's return.

Halloween Ends is a great conclusion to this story of Laura and the evil she fights against throughout her life. The film asks: Will Laurie finally find some peace and quite–some time to truly live her life?

Complex, Believable Performances

Halloween Ends gives us everything we could hope for in this final installment. We see glimpses of our favorite final girl having a moment to catch her breath. Jamie Lee Curtis gives an amazing performance which explores how Laurie has grown as a person.

Seeing a character we have watched throughout the Halloween franchise fight for her life–and the lives of her loved ones–stand up and let pent up emotions out in the open, is cathartic and freeing. Jamie Lee Curtis's performance is exhilarating as a character who finally has had enough and releases all the emotions she has been keeping inside.

Halloween Ends boasts challenging, captivating performances of complex, well-written characters who question their life as well as the history and overpowering pull toward evil in their hometown.

Andi Matichak returns as Allyson–who now lives with her grandmother Laurie Strode. Halloween Ends explores her character more intimately–examining how growing up in this family–and Haddonfield–has impacted who she is and what she wants out of her life.

One of the standout performances in Halloween Ends is Rohan Campbell as Corey Cunningham–a young Haddonfield resident- who comes under fire from the town after a mysterious and deadly night.

Campbell brings the complexity of his character to the foreground. We see Corey as an awkward, but well-meaning kid, trying desperately to deal with how the evil of Haddonfield permeated his subconscious during that fateful night. Corey’s accident, which begins the film, highlights how Haddonfield residents are always looking over their shoulder, waiting for the worst to happen–waiting for Michael’s return, even when he’s nowhere to be seen.

Throughout the film, Corey tries to handle the outcome of that night, leading to a complex and challenging role which Rohan Campbell portrays perfectly from every angle.

Gore and Creative Kill Scenes

Halloween Ends does not skimp on gory and intense kill scenes which harken back to the suspense which made us all fall in love with this iconic horror franchise with Carpenter’s 1978 horror classic.

The horror of Halloween Ends erupts beautifully from well-crafted suspense and a dark, gritty atmosphere capturing how evil seeps into Haddonfield.

The cinematography throughout Halloween Ends captures both the darkness of the holiday along with the joy of costume parties–and the warm, yet menacing glow of jack o' lanterns.

The visual world of Halloween Ends all bursts from one central location–which helps create a lived-in and scary world where we expect to see Michael Myers emerge from the shadows at any moment. The bridge–which was filmed in Sylvania, Ga–used within the film acts as a hub for the town’s evil as well as the film’s strong visual tone.

Halloween Ends builds suspense beautifully from its opening scene and continues throughout all of its kill scenes–which are both brutal and creative. Every moment of gore builds from an overwhelming sense of suspense, and utilizes the atmosphere and location of each moment well to create unique scenes that are both terrifying and unique.

Halloween Ends maintains a strong visual style throughout the film both in its most horrific scenes as well as in its scenes which capture the bright lights and excitement of the holiday. Neon lights, motorcycle rides, and the dark, open road recall juvenile delinquent films of the 1950s–brought to even more through the performances of Rohan Campbell and Andi Matichak during these moments.

Conclusion

Halloween Ends is a perfect conclusion to the Halloween franchise and is a fun, suspenseful trip inside the haunting world of Michael Myers and Haddonfield. Halloween Ends is a wonderful celebration of the season–both its tricks and treats–giving us spooky atmospheres, complex performances–especially from Jamie Lee Curtis, Rohan Campbell, and Andi Matichak–and an amazing cameo horror fans are sure to love.

#halloween ends #film reviews #halloween #jamie lee curtis #rohan campbell #andi matichak #horror #horror reviews

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