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sempersirens · 9 months

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a bird in your teeth, II

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summary: a night out with a friend has you reaching out for joel

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

warnings: 18+, mdni, neighbour!joel, age gap: reader is early-mid 20s, joel early 30s. no break-out. no smut (yet). allusion to SA (nothing happens)

a/n: thank you thank you thank you for the love on part one! i know there is not much joel yet, but fear not, this will be rectified fruitfully in part three <3

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After leaving Joel's place, you ran across the street to change for your night out. As usual, you turned your porch light off to indicate to Joel that you had gotten home safely, a small tradition you had kept since you first started babysitting Sarah late at night. Sometimes you would linger by the front door to watch Joel appear at his window, confirming your safe return. Whenever you caught him looking, you would wave, and he would return a small salute. That tiny movement of his hand would replay on loop all night.

Tonight, you didn't have time to stay and check, but felt that familiar feeling of the hairs on the back of your neck standing to attention as you passed your living room window. You had promised your closest friend Daisy that you would head into the city with her tonight, despite it being a Thursday and you both having ungodly early morning commitments.

When it came to Daisy, you could never say no. She had these all-devouring doe eyes and a sweet Southern belle twang that only came out when she wanted something. This time, she wanted to "accidentally" bump into a guy on her course she knew would be out. Aside from Joel and Sarah, your move to Texas would have been nothing without befriending Daisy in a bar toilet. Both a couple of drinks deep at the time, she had complimented your handbag and henceforth ignited a friendship closer to sisterhood. What kind of friend would you be to turn her down in her hour of need?

Quickly changing out of your comfy chick-flick-watching and popcorn-eating attire into something revealing a little more skin, you let your hair down from your claw clip and gave it a once over with a brush. You pulled on your rite of passage cowboy boots, already sensing the shriek that would erupt from Daisy's core when she saw the fringed boots paired with your little denim mini skirt. Another thing you loved about her was how similar she was to girls back home; a true girl's girl through and through. You had spent countless late nights on one another's front porches with a bottle (or two) of wine, philosophizing over the smallest and largest dilemmas all twenty-something women toss and turn over. The future, becoming mothers some day, not becoming mothers, the next episode of The O.C., careers, husbands, whether you’d ever grow to like the taste of red wine.

A car horn beeped once outside prompting you to grab your handbag and skip out the door to the passenger's side.

"Oh, honey. Let's have a moment for the boots! Y'ready to bring this city to its knees?" Daisy giggled as you jumped in.

"Baby, you know I always am,” you chirped in your bordering offensive attempt at a Southern drawl. “So, what's this guy's name again?"

"Mark. Fancy, huh? He's in my lab group. Sometimes when we're measuring out cobalt chloride hexahydrate I look at his big strong hands and think good grief man would'ya just take me on the work bench?"

"You're preaching to the choir here, sister." You laugh. Only Daisy could say the most academic and intelligent thing in one breath to then utter some unhinged depravity in the next.

"Soooo," she longed out, taking turns looking at you and then the road and then back at you again.

"Dais, don't even-"

"How's Mr. Miller?"

You throw your head back in the same manner Sarah used to when you first knew her; when Joel would tell her to get ready for bed so that he could break open a bottle of whiskey after a long evening of barbecuing.

"He's fine, as he always is when you ask."

"Sureee. He not tried the I don't have any cash on me to pay you for looking after my kid... but I could pay you another way yet?"

"It's so not like that and you know it. Plus I don't ask him to pay me to babysit Sarah." You muttered the last part, slightly embarrassed to admit that you spent so much time with the Millers purely out of enjoyment.

"What! You're always at their damn place watching his kid while he fucks some recently divorced suburban mom."

"You think he fucks them?" You ask, with a little too much rawness to your tone.

"Oh honey, this ain't good for you. You're smitten for the bastard."

"Can we talk about something else? This is making me depressed." You forced a laugh at the patheticness of your situation. More often than not, you had to sternly remind yourself that Joel was a divorced, single father, ten years your senior, who certainly didn't share your pining for him. He had responsibilities; he was too busy to deal with your little crush, being a father and all. You told yourself it was just you projecting onto him. Probably something with a Freudian explanation.

"Alright, alright. Let's talk about Mark's friend Elijah who I am certain is out with him tonight and would eat up the whole Kate Moss meets Minnie Driver thing y'have goin' on here."

"You're just referencing the only two British women you know other than me. Anyway, he better be handsome. You always stick me with the reject friend."

"Am not and do not!" Daisy laughed, shoving your shoulder as she pulled into the bar parking lot. "I'm leaving the car here overnight, wanna have a good couple drinks. You good to get a cab back to yours later?"

"Sure thing." You said.

"Who knows, we might even get lucky." Daisy winked at you, making her way toward the entrance, a sultry but sweet swing in her hips that only she could make look so effortless.

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Elijah wasn't exactly your type. So, you decided to keep drinking until he somewhat was.

"You're not from round here, are ya?" He asked.

You widened your eyes in mock surprise at his intellectual summation. "What gave it away?" You said dryly, not really caring for an answer. It took moving out of England to realize alcohol simply made you more British. Or a sarcastic bitch, as some had put it.

"That accent for starters. Australia home for you, sweetness?"

It was going to be a long night.

"How did you guess!" You replied, slightly repelled by the misplaced enthusiasm plastered across his face.

"Well, myself I've never been to Australia, but I sure know my way 'round down under."

You half-choked on your sip of rum and coke, which Elijah seemed to take as a win.

"Dear Lord. That's really, um, something! I need to nip to the loo. Be back in a sec." You grabbed your bag and made for the bathroom, which was temptingly close to the back exit. Weighing up your options, you decided that you couldn't leave Daisy alone with two men in the middle of the city and settled with the bathroom.

Right on cue, she bustled in behind you shrieking your name.

"For a second there I thought you were gonna leave me all by my lonesome." She shouted over the bathroom stall.

"For a second there, so did I."

"Oh come on, he's not that bad."

You flushed the toilet and flung the door open to her standing nose-to-nose with the door.

"A Soviet gulag wouldn't be that bad compared to him." You retorted, moving to wash your hands. "He's a pig! He felt up my arse twice before we even sat down."

"Okay, so - he's handsy! You haven't been gettin' much action recently, anyway. Take it as a compliment?" You turned to give Daisy a look you knew she would choose to ignore. "Please, honey. They're having a little get-together back at their apartment and I would feel so much better if you came along. It's by campus, so you don't even need to worry about missin' class tomorrow."

Once again, you felt like channeling pre-teen Sarah, fighting the urge to stomp your feet at Daisy's request. As per usual, her big pleading eyes wore down your defenses. It was so obvious she was the youngest child in her family sometimes.

"Fine. But you owe me." She squealed at your response, hugging you and kicking one knee in the air.

"Anythin', honey. A lung, even! Mark has ordered an Uber and promised there's plenty'a liquor at his place. Let's go!"

You rolled your eyes realizing the Uber had been booked before the two of you had discussed your plans.

As you walked towards the boys, who sat with their jackets already on and big grins spread across their stupid faces, your mind wandered to Joel. You wondered if he had ever brought one of his dates to a bar like this. Maybe he had taken their jacket, hung it on the coat rack, and returned to her to ask so, what you drinkin'? He would wave his hand when she offered to pay for a round or if she reached for her purse. You wondered if he ever tried his luck, touching a knee against hers underneath the table. Whether he leaned in for a kiss, or put a hand on her thigh in the cab home.

You wondered if Joel ever noticed the way your breathing sped up when he put an arm around you after a couple of drinks, or how you would blush when he paid you the odd compliment. Did he ever notice the extra skin on show when the Texas heat made dressing semi-modestly for babysitting duties impossible? Or when you would lounge around the back garden in your bikini with Sarah? Did he catch a glimpse of you in skimpy outfits and heels running from your front door to various cars or cabs, or when you would sneak back at 6am on Sunday mornings clutching the heels? The dynamic between you and Joel felt so stilted sometimes. At times, it felt as though he was holding a part of himself back. Like he was always on the cusp of telling you something, but simultaneously fighting a battle between his tongue and his head to divulge any piece of himself to you.

But other times, he didn't. Since he'd first reached out that Friday at your front door, he had never failed to be there for you. When it was the flu or homesickness, Joel was there. Last summer, you had been especially missing your grandmother's homemade tiramisu, so had scoured the local bookstores for a Nigella Lawson recipe book and made you one with Sarah. The lady finger biscuits were so soggy they had disintegrated and the taste of amaretto was too much for even you, but you cried when he brought it over, the dish covered in a bumblebee dish towel. In the colder weather, he had fixed your boiler and defrosted your pipes. And whenever he passed a fresh produce store, he would bring you figs and watermelons to remind you of your summers in Europe. When you were in the thick of writing your thesis, Joel brought you a plate of whatever he and Sarah were having for dinner, knowing fully well that you would neglect your own dinnertime to meet deadlines. Joel didn't need to thank you for helping him out with Sarah, or whatever he had meant earlier, he was always thanking you in his own little way.

"Uber's here!" Mark's exclamation brought you out of your haze. You felt a hand on your lower back, Elijah was guiding you out of the bar not-so-courteously. You couldn't help but sigh at the disparity between your daydreams about Joel and the reality of your so-called love life.

"I'm not that drunk." You muttered under your breath, hoping you were loud enough for him to get the hint. If he did hear, he didn't act upon it.

Bundling into the car, Mark sat in the front seat, and you between Daisy and Elijah.

"D'ya like her boots, Elijah?" Daisy asked sweetly, leaning across you.

"They're real nice. Would look much nicer on my floor though." Daisy squeezed your thigh as if to say don't say a word.

"They'll look even better flying towards your head." You retorted, ignoring her.

"Oh, don't mind her! She's got that famous British sense of humor."

"Well, lucky she's so damn pretty, ain't it?" Elijah responded, making your stomach turn slightly at his unrelenting forwardness.

Mark announced that you had arrived, and everyone spilled out of the car in a stupor. You were drunker than you thought.

Between Elijah lingering around you like a bad smell, Daisy and Mark feeling each other up on the sofa, and the ever-looming presence of your 9am, you decided to call it a night a little over an hour into the impromptu after-party.

"Feel free to crash in my flatmate's room rather than pay for a cab home." Mark offered. "Think I'm gonna call it a night too, kinda tired myself."

"Oh, yes! You should stay, she has class early in the morning so it only makes sense." Daisy chimed in, clinging to Mark's arm. You could only assume she also planned on staying the night, but didn't have time to answer before Mark spoke again.

"Well then, it's settled. Down the hall and first door on your left. Make yourself at home."

You were too exhausted to argue, so made your way per Mark's instructions, ignoring Elijah's puppy dog look at you leaving him high and dry. You kicked off your boots but clambered underneath the duvet with your clothes still on. The walk of shame to class tomorrow will be just great, you thought. Popping two co-codomal tablets out of your bag, you swallowed them with a glass of water from the nightstand, entirely uncaring of how long it had been sat there. You needed all the help you could get for some proper rest on the hard mattress and single, flat pillow.

The apartment fell silent soon after, aside from a few recognizable giggles and the unmistakable slam of a bedroom door. Pills finally beginning to take effect, you had started to doze off with little resistance until the bedroom door creaked open.

"Daisy?" You muttered groggily, rubbing your eyes to make out the figuring closing the door behind them. "Is everything okay?"

"It's me." The unexpected masculine voice made you lurch into a seated position, recognizing it as Elijah in the dimly lit room.

"I thought you went home." You spoke, trying to sound braver than you were feeling as the mattress dipped with his weight.

"How could I, when I knew you were in here waiting for me." Your muscles froze.

"Look - I think there's been a misunderstanding. I'm sorry, I really need to get up early. I didn't mean to lead you o..."

You were cut off by his lips clashing against yours, cutting your upper lip against your front teeth. His arms were leaning on either side of you, caging you in his embrace as your cries for him to stop went muffled and unheard. Elijah's weight shifted, moving his body on top of yours, trapping you entirely underneath him. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. Even if you wanted to try to push him off, your body had gone utterly lifeless in panic.

"You'll like it, sweetheart. Don't be so damn uptight." You felt sick. Your skirt was around your hips from the struggle between his body and the mattress, you were separated from him by only your panties.

He reached his hand down to palm himself through his jeans, which thanks to his undignified alcohol consumption throughout the night, was to no avail. Growing frustrated with his body's lack of cooperation, his weight on you relaxed and you took your chance to tumble out from under him.

"Where the hell are you going?" You grabbed your handbag in a haze and darted out of the door, his shouts after you growing quieter by the second.

As soon as you were out of the building, you rested your hands on your knees and emptied your stomach onto the pavement. You dreaded to think what you looked like; skirt hitched high up your thighs, no doubt mascara pouring down your cheeks, face inches away from your own vomit. You also didn't care. Silent sobs racked through your body as you tried to guide your trembling hands through your handbag to retrieve your phone. Messily scrolling down your contact list, your heart stopped at the letter J. It was the early hours of the morning, but you knew he kept his phone on during the night in case Tommy ever needed bail money.

"Hello?" His gruff voice had never sounded so sweet, the instantaneous relief that washed over your body almost brought you to your knees.

"Joel, I-I'm so sorry to call so late. It's me. Something... something's happened."

"Where are you?"

You stumbled to the nearest main road, searching for street signs. The sun was beginning to rise. You thought you might be sick again.

"West 22nd and Guadalupe." You touched a finger tentatively to your lip, not realising it had been pumping blood down your chin and onto your chest.

"You stay there, I'll be there in 15."

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inevitablysomber-dark · 5 months

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Ladybug (Chapter 3)

Intensely Dark! Rafe Cameron x Acutely Aware! Reader

WARNING: Non-Consent, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Stalking, forced interactions, Causing trauma, unhinged obsession. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. MINORS DNI

Summary: After a fresh breakup with her ex, Kyle, a chance encounter leads to an entanglement between Ladybug and her friend, Sarahs, volatile brother, Rafe, who had long standing conflicts with her friends. However, what began as an accidental hookup, quickly spirals into a troubling situation as Rafe's infatuation takes a darker turn. His fixation becomes a source of distress, as his persistent harassment disrupts Ladybugs Peace.

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The encounter with Rafe left an unsettling feeling lingering within you. As you retraced your steps back to John B's residence, a persistent unease had you glancing over your shoulder, an instinctual response to the sense of being watched.

Nevertheless, you successfully navigate your way, unscathed by any further incidents. Entering the Chateau, you found yourself contemplating the path forward. Surveying John's modest dwelling, you acknowledged that a prolonged stay there wasn't a realistic option. Your financial resources, built from your mother's contributions, neighborhood odd jobs, and modest online ventures, weren't bottomless.

Your attention shifted to the Lazy Boy chair, a long-standing fixture with a conspicuous stain. A sigh escaped you as you rose from your seat, conducting a visual sweep of the living space, intentionally avoiding John B's room. To your relief, you stumbled upon a small closet stocked with untouched cleaning supplies.

Without hesitation, you embarked on a cleaning mission. Recognizing that merely dousing the couch with Febreze wouldn't suffice for the questionable air quality in John B.'s living room, you aimed for a more comprehensive solution. Organizing scattered paperwork into a neat box discovered beneath the dining room table, you proceeded to dust, sweep, and mop the living area. Taking it a step further, you wrestled the Lazy Boy outside, subjecting it to a thorough wash. While not achieving pristine cleanliness, the prominent stain was significantly diminished.

As you finished your cleaning spree, you couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. The Chateau, once filled with the typical disarray of a bunch of friends sharing a space, now had a renewed freshness. The air felt lighter, and you hoped the environment would contribute positively to your own healing process.

John B. and JJ walked in, seemingly surprised by the transformation. "Wow, did you hire a cleaning crew or something?" JJ asked.

You chuckled, "No, just needed to do something productive."

John B.nodded in appreciation, "Well, thanks. It looks great in here."

You nod “No Problem, and by the way I’ll be making dinner soon, if you’re interested”

“I definitely am” JJ responds

“Totally just let us know when it’s ready.” John B. nods before he and JJ head outside to do god knows what. Engaging in your newfound routine, you migrated to the kitchen, initiating the task of preparing dinner—Mac and Cheese with cut-up hot dogs. Anticipating the possible arrival of the other pogues, you opted for two boxes to accommodate everyone. While orchestrating the meal, your gaze swept across the kitchen, prompting a realization that it could be your next cleaning endeavor. Contemplating the prospect of future projects—perhaps extending to the porches and the yard—you found solace in having something to occupy your time, a purpose emerging from the mundane tasks.

And It turned out your anticipation was accurate, as the other pogues eventually made their way to John B's place. While John and JJ were outdoors, Sarah arrived and opted to stay inside, providing you with some company.

Pope arrived with his peculiarly defined girlfriend, Dragonfly. Their relationship was enigmatic; despite her denial of them dating, their actions spoke otherwise. Occasional hugs and kisses added layers of confusion. She was amiable enough, but their dynamic left you puzzled.

As Pope prepared to join the boys outside, Dragonfly chose to remain behind, accepting a kiss on the cheek before Pope's departure. You exchanged a glance with Sarah.

"There's Mac and Cheese with cut-up hot dogs if you want any," you offered.

"Maybe later," Pope responded before heading out.

"I'll have some," Dragonfly sighed, heading into the kitchen to fix herself a plate.

Meanwhile, Sarah stayed, engrossed in her phone.

"Can you believe Topper is still sending me 'I miss you' messages?" Sarah asked.

"Isn't he dating that girl... um?" Dragonfly began, struggling to recall Topper's current girlfriend's name.

"Butterfly," you supplied.

"You're not responding, are you?" you inquired.

She looked at you for a moment before responding, "No, I think it's gross."

Though you weren't entirely satisfied with her answer, you had no reason to doubt Sarah's honesty. She didn’t know about Kyle, since you’ve had yet to let her know, but you had also kept her in the dark about what had happened with Rafe, since even you weren’t so sure what went on that night.

"Anyways," she shifted her attention back to her phone, "Rose and my Dad are going out next week and said I could have a little get-together. You guys in?" she asked.

"Sure," Dragonfly agreed.

"You know I'm up for it," you replied before adding, "Rafe's not going to be there, is he?"

"No, I'll make sure of it," Sarah assured, raising her eyebrows.

Sarah got up and said, "Alright, I'll go let the boys know," leaving you with Dragonfly.

"The macaroni is good," Dragonfly remarked between forkfuls.

"Thank you," you sighed.

Thinking about your next endeavor within the Chateu.

That was when Kie had shown herself, “Wow, it’s so clean here.” she said

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The get-together Sarah had planned started out small and simple, just the pogues playing games, enjoying each other's company, and sharing stories. Everything was going well until Rafe walked in with his own group of friends.

Glancing over at you, he then turned to Sarah and explained that it was his house as well, and he had the right to host his own "get-together." An argument ensued for about 15 minutes, with Sarah insisting that she and her friends weren't leaving. Rafe shrugged and said he didn't care, proceeding with his friends toward the kitchen. Despite the rapid beating of your heart, you hoped that would be the end of it.

However, within an hour, what was meant to be a small gathering had transformed into a full-blown house party, with the pogues scattered in various directions. Pope and Dragonfly stayed on the couch cuddling, while you assumed Sarah was with John B. Kie and JJ were nowhere to be found.

Standing in the kitchen with a red solo cup of water in hand, you contemplated whether you should just go home. Your gaze swept across the island, and into the living room and you noticed a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at you from the living room.

Your heart began to race. Since Rafe had shown up, you had implemented a strategy to replace his presence wherever he went, aiming to avoid direct interaction. If you saw him come inside, you would go outside; if he moved from the living room, you would move to the living room, and so on. The hope was that he wouldn't return to a place he previously occupied.

He smirked before advancing toward you, prompting you to abandon your strategy and rush outside. The goose chase began, and for a while, you managed to elude Rafe's grasp, navigating through the sweaty bodies of individuals under the influence. However, a crucial mistake led you upstairs instead of heading home.

You knew it was only a matter of seconds before Rafe found you, and though part of you wanted to confront him and tell him to back off, you recognized that you weren't in the right headspace for such an encounter. Seeking refuge, you locked yourself in the bathroom.

Soon, you heard footsteps, assumed to be Rafe's, wandering around the second floor and opening different doors. One door opened, followed by a scream, and then Rafe's disappointed "really?" You figured he had caught someone engaged in extracurricular activities before closing the door again. His footsteps faded away, disappearing altogether, and for a brief moment, you believed you were in the clear. However, uncertainty lingered, so you decided to stay in the bathroom for another 45 minutes to ensure he wasn't lingering in the hall. The quiet, tense minutes passed before you finally sighed in relief, rushing out with a plan to head straight home.

Unfortunately, the plan fell to pieces to moment you ran into Rafe. You look up to find him smirking as if he'd won your little game.

"Where you been?"

He quickly grabs you lifting you from your feet and forcing you into his bedroom. You screech as you struggle to get away but, he slaps his hand against your mouth. He manages to get you in and your stomach drops when you hear the door shut.

He drops you to the ground, before you hear him locking the door, cementing your fate.

You struggle to back away as Rafe gives you his full attention. Another struggle ensues as he lifts you from the floor and drags you along the bed.

“I’m gonna need you to be a good girl, and take care of me again,” he says, you feel prickles form along your neck at his statement. “Rafe, I’m scared, I wanna go home,” your body trembled as you tried to move away, but Rafe was bigger and heavier than you. “You can go home when I’m done,” he states, before pushing his lips against your own.

You take the opportunity to bite him as hard as you can, and in that moment decidedly push him off of you. Unfortunately you didn’t have enough force to get him off, so you were stuck as he grabbed you by the neck, choking you out before slapping your face. The pain of the slap, and lack of air you were unable to take in, forced you into a panic attack. Tears forming in your eyes, as Rafe gets really close, his own nose touching your own. “We can make this easy or hard, I'm getting my way regardless.” he growls.

You frantically nod, as your vision starts to blur and darken, willing to give him anything as long as he doesn't kill you. Rafe waits a beat letting you stew, in what you assumed he thought was a punishment, before letting go. Your vision starts coming back, as coughs erupted from your lungs as your body struggled to breathe.

Not allowing you a moment of calm, Rafe lays on top of you trying again to place his lips over yours. This time there was no fighting back, you stayed still as you allowed him to do as he pleased, tasting the blood from the bite wound on his lip. “Kiss me back,” at first you ignore him, keeping still as you grapple with the fact that Rafe managed to get his hands on you again. Then you felt the tickle of his fingers against your neck. “I said to fucking kiss me back,”. Your lips begin moving against his own, charged by fear and the possibility of how this could end.

You feel him everywhere, all over your body and eventually all under your clothes. Before you know it, he’s nestled between your legs pushing his member inside you as he latches his mouth over your nipple.

His movements were careful, as if he didn’t want to break you, but it was too late for that wasn’t it. The true horror came when pleasure started building in your lower abdomen, your legs tightening around him as his movement became more erratic. “Fuck,” he gasps before looking down at you.

You’re sure he’s facing your weeping visage, but the bright smile shining on his face, made it seem like you too were enjoying what was being done to you, it didn’t help that your body tensed with pleasure and a chuckle resonates from his throat as he feels you tighten around him.

He presses his mouth to yours with a final thrust, and you can feel as his seed spills into your body.

His sweaty body collapses on top of you, and you feel his breath against the side of your face. You can’t help the next words that come out of your mouth. “Is that what you did last time,” He looks at you, and just laughs.

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the-most-pathetic-edge-marquis · 1 year

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What fics are you currently working on?

oh, this is such a fun ask, thank you! (also if anyone sees these and wants to ask more about any of them i will ramble forever.)

i am very slowly working on updates to three of my published fics:

the truth of it, an au ending to new moon (alternatively titled 'bella jacob therapy speedrun' bc i love making characters talk about bella jumping off a cliff and harry clearwater dying)

as the ring on my cold finger, a bella-runs-away-at-the-wedding fic (that has currently stalled out just a teeeny bit because of the fact that bella has promised the volturi she will become a vampire & i can't imagine them taking 'what if i pinky promise not to tell anyone' as a reason to leave her human; i am currently brainstorming a very convoluted plotline about her faking her death to get around it, but oof.)

& of course, saving jacob part 9, which is getting sloooowly expanded. (vampire-hunter strategy meetings are so hard to write bc these vampires are so fucking overpowered but i am doing it through sheer force of will and paul making so many snarky comments)

and then i've got assorted wips rattling around, including:

billy/charlie brokeback mountain au!!!

[untitled fic request] (that i will finish bc they asked very nicely, jacob black has a daughter & i decided she's named sadie in honor of sarah)

vamp hunter renesmee au (ft jacob black and a strictly platonic road trip, smeyer wtf why would they EVER be a couple)

victoria bites bella during new moon (alternatively titled unhinged evil lesbianism)

tent scene version 2.homoerotic

embry gives quil a shitty tattoo

bella mental breakdown haircut ft jacob black & the bois

after That Scene in breaking dawn, charlie calls billy

angela is a morning person & leah is a night owl but they are very much in love

jasper teaches maría how to ride a horse

what REALLY happened in calgary (aka the unhinged murder-smut jasría fic i never thought i'd have the courage to talk about or publish but have recently been cleaning up)

deeply self-indulgent trans beau swan fic

life-and-death epilogue with consequences

bella and beau are twins (aka I HAVE SUCH A GOOD IDEA FOR THE NEW MOON POINT OF THE STORY IN THIS AU AND I CANNOT FOR THE LIFE OF ME SUMMON THE ENERGY TO GET THERE)

and then i also have open documents revising 2 of my old one-shots that i'm not quite satisfied with, and the continuation to "call it a favor," my maría-comes-to-help-during-eclipse fic, which is so unlikely to ever be finished i didn't want to count it above but i do open it and write some sentences every once in a while.

(plus a bunch of percy jackson fanfic but we don't need to talk about that here)

#thank you sm for the ask!#anyways if you're thinking wtf that's chaos...yea <3 #this is unfortunately how my brain works #it's kind of a miracle i ever finish anything at all #also would u believe me if i told you i technically have even more wips than this #these are just the ones that i open like. at least once a month #& not the ones that are sitting & languishing in the depths #like the follow-up to my lauren mallory fic #or jared going to cowboy camp #or a batshit carlisle/aro fic #(or any of my animorphs fics lmao)#& of course the next thing i write & publish will probably be none of these #but a completely random idea that refuses to let go of me #until i write it in like one sitting and publish it #(like i did with the werewolf au or the edward's hands fic)#(:

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The Prestige (2006)

Revenge and obsession make for great storytelling topics, as The Prestige demonstrates. Based on the novel by Christopher Priest, director Christopher Nolan - who co-writes the screenplay with his brother Jonathan - unites a powerhouse cast to offer us a true mind-bender. This film's ending is so unexpected I've heard several people say that it couldn't possibly work the way it's presented here and instead propose all kinds of increasingly unhinged fan theories.

In 1890s London, magician Alfred Borden (Christian Bale) is selling out shows thanks to his amazing “The Real Transported Man” trick. His rival, Robert Angier (Hugh Jackman), is obsessed with discovering how it’s done and copying the act to get the top spot in their long-running feud. Years of spying, imitating, theft and sabotage have left them ready to kill each other.

Some twists in The Prestige you'll figure out a little ahead of time – though I think you’re supposed to, as the film is told partially in flashback -, others you decipher seconds before they’re revealed. Some are so wild you'd need superpowers to predict them. None of these surprises are cheap. They’re all focused on the characters, whose rivalry is so intense you can’t understand its severity without seeing the film. In every cinematic sleigh of hand, you learn something new about them. These new bits of information shock, excite, terrify and depress you all at once.

Like in Miloš Forman’s magnificent Amadeus, this is a story of men who should’ve been friends, who - had they chosen to cooperate - could’ve, through their talents, ushered us into a new age of wonder. Instead, their passions only fuel animosity. While Borden and Angier's obsession makes them fascinating. The ones you’re worried about are the side characters, the ones most likely to become collateral damage: Borden’s wife Sarah (Rebecca Hall), Angier’s assistant and confidante (who is up to her own tricks) Olivia (Scarlett Johansson) and Michael Caine as John Cutter, a stage engineer who suffers from the magician’s rivalry in more ways than one.

As it explores this bitter rivalry of stage magicians, The Prestige becomes downright diabolical. It's so sinister you feel wrong for seeing it play out but can't look away. There’s another level of enjoyment as well. When you see an actor like Hugh Jackman on-screen performing magic tricks, it's not like seeing a live act. You know there’s trick photography at work, probably some special effects added after the shooting was done, all sorts of things to make the impossible happen. Because the film centers around an "impossible" trick, this artifice becomes an asset. You’re removed from the action taking place. You know it's all some kind of sleight of hand… just as Angier does. You feel the way he feels and desperately want to know the truth behind it.

Once the picture concludes, The Prestige offers you much to discuss thematically. The meaning of secrets, competition & sacrifice, the way certain actions mean one thing at first and then another once we know the ending, and more. Every aspect, combined with the fabulous cast and the performances they give make for a sophisticated picture that demands to be seen more than once. (On Blu-ray, March 3, 2018)

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okay i have one final request 🙈🙈 as i was typing up my thots on your yyh post, something about kuwabara reminded me of vegeta and then i was like VEGETA... OUR MEOW MEOW MAN.. so 🤪🤪 i hav returned to ask 👉🏼👈🏼 da blorbo meme for dragon ball? 🥺

ohh sarah i had to wait until i was in the right mind set for this one...and since the mania has hit on monday im ready now >:]

GLUP SHITTO ASK MEME

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)

ofc its bulma!!! (i could also put vegeta here but as you said yourself he is THE meow meow so until later bestie) shes so epic i love that she and goku meet as kids and even as a young air head teen its established that shes extremely bright and innovative. despite being a genuis shes never the "quite nice girl" she always just speaks her mind big win for women

also every bulma outfit/style ever slaps so hard she never misses and never shows up w/o being dressed to nines even w a baby in her hand (my personal fav is the big hair red stripped dress of the trunks arc)

like all other women in db she got hardcore nerfed after becoming a mom but she got it a little better than chi chi bc at least she can have some plot relevance for technical stuff but still T_T can we get a working milf in here PLS the kids are off fighting after age 2 anyways

i will touch on this later more but my GOD the power the bulma vegeta marriage has in comedy alone one of the funniest things in anime ever i was just explaining it to the bestie earlier<3

also not to bring up a whole other timeline but FUTURE BULMA wahh the way she kept on going w a little kid when all of her friends and family were dead and build the time machine that saves the earth and puts her son into knowing if he manages to change the future this version of her will cease to exist or he will die in the past and she will never see her child again damned to survive the end of the world all by herself knowing she send her own son to his death TORIYAMA u didnt need to go this hard tears im my eyes just thinking about it wahhhh

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)

i would have to say puar or chiaotzu.....i love that theyre just little guys and fiercly loyal to their besties they both also started out doing crimes and being evil for fun until they decided to be good actually so theyre quite similar in that way

tldr; theyre both shaped and i enjoy looking at them very much:)

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)

TEENAGE GOHAN hes soooo funny he saved the earth and then was just like ok time to return to school :) and then he has to use his superpowers but only in situations where he has no other choice and hes always in a hurry bc he cant be late for school! he wears bulmas lame ass superhero outfit w/o shame bc his sense of style is 10 years behind and calls himself the great saiya man so no one will recognize him as anything abnormal meanwhile he rides on a cloud to school every single day

on a more emotional note he had to help raise goten bc goku died before he was born....hes such a good older brother remember the episode where hes training and is like hey goten wanna throw rocks at me :} ? and goten almost kills him bc he doesnt know how the count down from 3 thing works anything wah wah wah wah siblings i very much enjoy thinking about^^

also he dabbed in the 90s before it was cool or uncool .... unbothered king....

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)

shes an obscure fave in dbz only bc TORIYAMA FORGOT ABOUT HER but LAUNCH so epic so epic (i know shes supposed to be a funny take on "split personality" women but lol my city now) anyways she was so cool her design slaped and the ambush the enemy by sneezing and getting violent was always funny^^ also i thought she and tien were very sweet:) and i think there was a storyline where she wanted to get to the bottom of her condition and learn to be more controlled about it too? (iirc tho)

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)

OK HERE WE GO u all already know who im talking about the original short king (3 foot troll doll hair included) male pattern baldness icon he was pondering the orbs bc it was cool he never sets foot outside w/o the channel boots and gloves ON prince of 3 subjects the original trophyhusband his name is literally vegtable what can i say that hasnt been said..... unironically one of my fav characters ever

also his cultural impact where would we be if vegeta hadnt felt it coming in the air that night...

lets not forget no trunks gender w/o vegeta either (thank you KING)

also gt only so this is a bit obscure but hes so WIPPED for his daugther (i think hes also making up for missing most of trunks childhood) the episode where she disses his cursed mustache and he IMMEDIATLY shaves and goes through the house waiting for ppl to compliment him on it OK WORSTIE

on a more serious note vegeta orgin story MY GOD. being fully aware when his planet was blown up that being taking in and working for the guy who did dude he was like 6 wah wah wah i know its been memed to death but the namek saga scene where hes deadly wounded and PLEADS goku to kill freeza for their people MAN.

also bonus german dub tidbit but SPONGEBOB VA VEGETA i think they did it bc he sounds similar to the french one? anyways we have this cursed combo intil after the first goku vs vegeta fight iirc

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)

i would also say vegeta here but no doubles so im saying in a non joking way

master rochi DIE OLD FART

also toriyama for every shitty racists depiction in dbz wtf is mr popo bro

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)

well superhell is p much canon in dbz and quite a lot of ppl have been there so idk

if its for gay reasons i would say trunks he is the fruitiest dbz character for SURE

OH also mr satan just bc i think it would be funny (i dont remember if he already made it in there sorry)

also i know hes already in there but freeza can spend eternity in that cocoon on that tree

#THANK YOU SARAH i have become unhinged once more #dbz #luna.txt #ask #ask game #i know its already over but feel free to send more these are sm fun :]

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Mayans MC 1x06 "Gato/Mis" Review

Last episode left a lot to be desired for me. The final scene made me so angry that it distorted my entire recollection of the episode. This episode, everything is a bit more back on track. I’m still not pleased with Miguel and Emily and their relationship. Those characters will continue to be tainted for me. Domestic abuse isn’t sexy.

Anyways…

Episode 6 starts with Angel, Coco, and EZ on their way to meet with Adelita to deliver money to Los Olvidados. After last week’s episode, Angel is more determined than ever to know more of the grand plan than what Adelita gives him on a need-to-know basis. I can’t say that I don’t agree with him. If Angel is going to constantly be risking not only his life, but the MC’s as well, he’s going to need a bit more information from Adelita. She starts with her name; it’s actually Luisa Espina. Also? The rebels have larger numbers than they let on. Not hundreds, but thousands. Holy hell. What did you get yourself into, Angel?

Felipe and Jimenez share an emotional morning of drinking and reminiscing. Jimenez (who is a federal agent) had taken some time off and showed up on Felipe’s doorstep. He’s completely distraught over Felipe’s threat of harming his family. They delve a bit further into Felipe’s past. The photos from the last episode were very much real and were very much a part of his life that he was trying to leave behind in order to start a family with his wife, who was pregnant with their first child (and the love of my life) Angel. Making any threats between the two of them were wrong and that’s something they agree on.

Jimenez’s bosses are being pressured by the US District Attorney for more information on the Galindo cartel. He’s feeling the pressure, so that’s why he’s putting more pressure on EZ and that’s why Felipe’s telling him to back off a bit.

Meanwhile, Emily is becoming more engrossed in her husband’s...business. Dita isn’t so thrilled about this. She didn’t want this life for Miguel, so why would she want her daughter-in-law to be involved too? There is finally movement on the return of Cristobal. Adelita actually contacts Miguel and says they can have him back for 7 million pesos in cryptocurrency. I guess that’s one good thing of having posted Adelita’s face all around the Mexican towns surrounding the border. Pressure to give in or just really do anything. We know Emily is desperate for her son back. Miguel is just as desperate. As soon as they know where to meet Adelita and have Cristobal back, the cartel will slaughter every single person involved.

Los Olvidados, however, have a plan. It’s briefly mentioned in the first scene of the episode, actually. Every tiny detail is planned and it has me on the edge of my seat waiting for something to happen. Galindo’s little mole in the Los Olvidados operation has to be the most obvious undercover person. Perhaps it is because he is a child, but I was just waiting for someone to catch on and I’m surprised something didn’t happen sooner. Coordinates are placed in plain view of the child, who relays the location to the cartel. Turns out, it was a trap for that mole. Los Olvidados take no prisoners. They will do anything in order to take down the Galindo cartel and that includes murdering a child. In fact, they have another child push that child off a roof and into broken glass windows. Absolutely brutal.

Miguel is very briefly reunited with his baby boy and after a few moments, is arrested on the Mexican side of the border. His son is taken away from him again. Actually makes me feel just a small bit for him. After his actions at the end of the last episode, he was firmly at the very bottom of my character preference list. Him and Emily.

Coco’s darling daughter, Leticia, makes a reappearance at the Mayans junkyard. Last time we saw her, she was hitchhiking away from Coco and her grandmother, promising to give the driver sexual favors. Coco was chasing after her. Since Coco has club business to attend to, EZ takes it upon himself to babysit. He discovers Coco’s daughter is bruised and she has a dead body in the trunk of a car; the very man she hitched a ride with. The plan is to make it seem like someone tried to jack the driver and to rid all traces of Leticia ever being with him. She offers EZ a chance to fuck her if he wants, but he makes it clear that he just wants to help her. Thank god. He doesn’t need any more crazy on his plate.

We are treated to another flashback! It feels a bit randomly placed in the episode, if I’m being honest, but I’ll always accept more flashbacks! The memory is triggered by a Wildcats sticker on a car window. It goes back to the day EZ found his mother’s body in his family’s butcher shop. He’d seen a car with a Wildcats sticker in its back window making a getaway.

Anyways, part of the plan is to put the dead guy back in his truck. When EZ goes to move the truck, since it’s broad daylight and people would notice two people moving a dead body, he is stopped by two men who know that that truck doesn’t belong to him. They believe he’s stealing it and a fight ensues. EZ manages to knock one guy out, but Leticia sneaks up on the second and stabs him in the back with a screwdriver. She just does it as if that’s something she does every day! If she’s anything like her father, she’s probably just a bit unhinged. She’s a marvel wrapped in a mystery and she can only be there to cause trouble for the club, including EZ and her own father, Coco.

Bishop believes Coco could be the rat, so he’s going to obviously keep him close to keep an eye on him. It’s understandable, but we know that Coco isn’t the real rat. It’s Angel. Coco knows the bare minimum and I’m just wondering how long it’s going to take for the rest of the club to find out about Angel and his relationship with Adelita and Los Olvidados.

A car chase ensues once a police cruiser spots EZ in the car Leticia arrived in. (Leticia is riding behind the car on the back of Angel’s motorcycle.) Turns out, the girl stole the car from her grandmother, so the cops have been looking for that car. This leads into another flashback for our dear EZ. EZ was after the man that killed his mother. He chases a car and causes a small collision. Back to the present, the chase gets a bit more complicated when another cruiser joins the chase. EZ ditches the car in a field and fills it water to destroy any evidence left behind and he just runs and hides.

The end of this episode shows us that these people would do absolutely anything for the people they care about. Miguel will go to the ends of the earth for his son. Adelita and the rebels will protect what and who is theirs. EZ and Angel will help, not only each other, but also help out the loose canon of a daughter of their friend and “brother”. While Jimenez and Felipe are at odds, they are still family and Felipe will look out for him. These bonds they show us are strong and that was always one thing I did enjoy seeing from a Kurt Sutter-produced show.

The biggest reveal of the episode was the return of Lincoln Potter (Ray McKinnon). For those familiar with Son of Anarchy, you’ll remember ADA Lincoln Potter. He was one of the show’s most morally grey characters in Season 4. He brought a world of hurt to Juice and it makes me wonder who he’s going to turn upside down in the Mayans MC. The last time we saw him on Sons, he was trying to take down the Galindo Cartel, but two members of the cartel turned out to be undercover CIA agents, forcing him off the case. This character’s return is mysterious, but it opens so many doors. Who else could Kurt Sutter possibly bring back?

Some thoughts:

Angel is such a good big brother. EZ immediately calls him to help him out once Leticia stabs one of the witnesses and he does without a question.

Leticia is a compelling character and I’m down for seeing more of her.

I can’t even believe Sutter brought Lincoln Potter back. His character wasn’t even a thought in my mind. Genius. He hasn’t changed a bit.

So far two children have been brutally murdered on this show. On both sides of the equation. How many more are going to die before the season ends?

No love triangle action this episode so that’s a major win in my book!

Mayans MC airs Tuesdays at 10/9c on FX.

Sarah’s episode rating: 🐝🐝🐝

#Mayans MC #Gato/Mis

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15 political Halloween costumes that aren't Donald Trump

On behalf of tired Americans across the country, I am begging you, please do not wear a mask of Donald Trump's face as a Halloween costume this year. You know the ones.

With all the seemingly endless, unhinged madness that's taken place over the past two years, it makes sense why you'd want to wear to political costume. But we promise you can do better.

Aside from being truly creepy, Donald Trump masks are too easy. They're cop outs. So to help you step up your Halloween game we've compiled a list of creative, politically relevant ensembles for you to choose from — none of which are the president!

SEE ALSO: 10 meme Halloween costumes for people who spend too much time online

From Trump's favorite foods, to noteworthy White House personas, popular political memes, and more, here are 15 Halloween costumes to inspire you this year.

1. Lawn boy

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Ah, lawn boy, one of the most consistently satisfying memes to come out of Trump's time in office.

The iconic photo of Trump yelling at a child while he mows the White House lawn was captured in Sept. 2017 after 11-year-old Frank 'FX' Giaccio wrote a letter to Trump and offered to mow the lawn of the Rose Garden. The moment was instantly transformed into a Trump Screaming Meme, which resurfaces any time a big piece of political news drops and always delivers.

To channel your inner lawn boy this Halloween you'll need a red short-sleeve polo, khaki shorts, black shoes, some protective goggles, gloves, and of course, a lawn mower.

2. Pee tape

Another creative costume option in Trump's America is the mysterious and highly sought after "pee tape."

For those of you unfamiliar with this political reference to bodily fluids, the term "pee tape" relates to a 35-page document published by BuzzFeed that claimed Trump paid a group of sex workers to perform "golden showers" (urinating) in front of him in his hotel room.

It's since been suggested that Trump's rumored night in the hotel was captured on video tape, but no one knows if the tape really exists or what it would look like. You know what that means? Costume options.

Should you choose to dress as a pee tape, there are several homemade avenues you could take. You can go the classic route and create a costume that resembles a VHS tape.

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Or do a fun play on caution tape.

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And of course there's always a Scotch Tape dispenser costume with a slight "pee" adjustment. So many possibilities.

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If you'd like to learn more about the pee tape before committing to the costume, we invite you to check out our very thorough explainer. Also, we're sorry.

3. Fake news

Fake news is a term near and dear to President Trump's heart — one which he uses regularly to describe the media and even claims he coined himself.

A variety of Fake News t-shirts, dresses, jackets, and more are already available on Amazon, but if you're in the mood to make you're own costume you can always use Donald Trump Jr.'s personal wardrobe for inspiration. 😑

I'm going to have to buy 5-10,000 of these to pass around to our buddies in the #MSM. In the meantime I'll model it for them😂. #yourewelcome pic.twitter.com/Hnn3Z5Pspm

— Donald Trump Jr. (@DonaldJTrumpJr) April 15, 2017

4. A pickle

This pickle costume takes a bit of explaining, but it's political. We promise.

After a particularly controversial news week in August 2017, White House Press Secretary Sarah Huckabee Sanders decided to distract angry Americans mid-press conference by reading letters to Trump from kids around the country.

One of these letters was from a 9-year-old named Dylan who claimed he loved the president so much he had a Trump-themed birthday party. Dylan also said his nickname was "Pickle," which led to a whole bunch of memes and many people questioning the letter's authenticity. Turns out Pickle was real and that's how we arrived here.

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5. Pete Souza

Pete Souza, former White House photographer for President Obama dedicated to throwing shade at Trump on Instagram, is also a perfect last-minute political costume.

Just strap a camera around your neck and you're basically good to go. Maybe add a suit and tie to give off an important "I'm with the president" vibe, and if you really want to sell it you can carry around a copy of his book Obama: An Intimate Portrait, or wear some patriotic shutter shades as a nod to his upcoming book cover.

Image: Chip Somodevilla/Getty Images

6. Super chill Beto O'Rourke

Beto O'Rourke has brought some much needed coolness to Texas politics, and for that we shall thank him by including him in this list.

As you've probably learned from the GOP's failed attempt to smear his reputation, Beto was once in a punk band, enjoys skateboarding, and lives to order food from Whataburger. (Excellent taste, dude!) So grab a skateboard, a bass guitar, and invest in a Whataburger t-shirt, and BOOM. You're Beto!

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7. Edgy Ted Cruz

Unfortunately, where there's a cool, laid back Beto, there's also an edgy Ted Cruz with zero chill. So if you're in the mood to be ~the worst~ this Halloween, consider dressing up as Beto's political opponent. But don't just wear any Ted Cruz costume, transform yourself into the "bad boy" tattoo-covered Cruz from conservative artist Sabo.

Someone at the Rockwall County Republican Party thought this poster was a good idea pic.twitter.com/bldDiioJfU

— Ron DOV (@rez512) August 30, 2018

8. Toad (sorry)

As much as it pains me to bring up the cursed moment in history when Stormy Daniels described Donald Trump's "unusual" penis, for the sake of Halloween 2018, I must.

In September, The Guardian published a peek at Daniels' tell-all Full Disclosure, in which she said Trump's penis has "a huge mushroom head. Like a toadstool…" She went on to describe Trump as having "Yeti pubes and a dick like the mushroom character in Mario Kart." And that, friends, is how Toad was unwillingly dragged into this year's political narrative.

This Halloween, you can dress in a full Toad costume or just a mask to really give some nightmares.

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9. *Two scoops* of ice cream

Welcome to the food and drink portion of this list, where we explore three of Donald Trump's most quirky and particular culinary preferences. First up, ice cream! But not just any ice cream... two scoops of ice cream.

It was once reported that three journalists dining with Trump received a slice of chocolate pie with a single scoop of vanilla ice cream, but Trump, a spoiled big boy got two. So if you choose this costume, you must be pretty important.

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10. 12 cans of Diet Coke

If you're looking for costumes for an overwhelmingly large group of people, might we suggest gathering a dozen of your closest friends and dressing up as 12 cans of Diet Coke — the number of cans Trump reportedly drinks. eBay has a pretty extensive selection of Diet Coke can apparel — from dresses to larger 3D cylindrical costumes — and you can always bust out some DIY action to save money.

Donald Trump's favorite drink! A great group costume.

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13. Steak & ketchup

Looking for a romantic couple costume in Trump's America? According to the president nothing goes better together than steak and ketchup. But please, make sure the steak costume is well-done.

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14. Skeleton in MAGA hat

If you want to send some love Trump's way but aren't in the mood to show your face, let these morph suit-wearing White House trick-or-treaters inspire you. Truly what could be more terrifying than a skeleton in a MAGA hat?

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15. The "This is Fine" meme

Artist KC Green's comic featuring a dog in a cute lil hat surrounded by flames has essentially become a national distress symbol in 2018. So why not dress as it? Conjure up a puppy costume, grab a mug, a hat, and maybe some makeshift flames and get ready to spend the day religiously reciting, "This is Fine."

If all else fails and you're strapped for time and resources, you can always play it simple by throwing a sheet over your head, fashioning a name tag, and saying you're the ghost of one of the many people who no longer work at the White House.

Good luck out there, people.

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Missouri’s $10M man

With Scott Bland

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CAMPAIGN IN WAITING — “Sources: Club for Growth raises $10M for Hawley,” by Campaign Pro’s Kevin Robillard: “The Club for Growth has raised $10 million to support a Senate run by Missouri Attorney General Josh Hawley, two Republicans with knowledge of the group’s fundraising said. The 37-year-old Hawley, who has formed an exploratory committee but has not yet officially entered the race against Democratic Sen. Claire McCaskill, is the establishment Republican pick for the race. The Club for Growth and other prominent Republican outside groups have expressed excitement about his candidacy, and McCaskill is considered one of the Senate’s most vulnerable Democrats. One major donor pledged to match millions of dollars in donations earmarked for Hawley, and the Club has been collecting donations against that pledge, the two Republican sources said.”

— “Hawley, who was educated at Stanford and Yale and clerked for Supreme Court Chief Justice John Roberts, was a favorite of big national donors during his run for Attorney General in 2016. Tamko Building Products CEO David Humphreys and his sister Sarah Atkins combined to give $4 million to Hawley’s 2016 state campaign, and a number of other Republican megadonors chipped in thousands, including Richard Uihlein, Randy Kendrick and Darwin Deason.” Full story.

NOT INDIANA NICE — “The slugfest underway between Republican Reps. Luke Messer and Todd Rokita in Indiana isn’t just for the right to compete for possibly the GOP’s best opportunity to seize a Senate seat from Democrats in next year’s midterms. It’s a chance to finally settle the score between two ambitious pols who’ve been vying to outdo one another politically since they graduated from the same small college more than 25 years ago. Yes, this one is personal. Their campaign didn’t officially get underway until last week, but Messer, 48, has already accused Rokita of attacking his wife and ‘spreading lies’ about his record. Rokita, 47, has questioned his rival’s mental health, calling Messer ‘unhinged’ and a ‘ticking time bomb.’”

— “More than a dozen professional colleagues and personal acquaintances painted the hostility between Rokita and Messer as the product of three decades of pent-up rivalry. The two men have climbed Indiana’s political ladder alongside each other for years and even attended the same small, all-male Wabash College together in the early 1990s — a school whose unofficial motto, a former dean noted with a touch of irony, is ‘competition without malice.’ … Over the years, Messer has enjoyed the full embrace of Indiana’s political elite, which appointed him to a seat in the state legislature and embraced him as part of its leadership. That same elite has always kept Rokita at bay.” Full story.

ONE DAY ‘TIL PRIMARIES — Curtis 31, Herrod 23, Ainge 15 in UT-03 poll, via the Deseret News’ Lisa Riley Roche: “Provo Mayor John Curtis continues to lead former state lawmaker Chris Herrod and political newcomer Tanner Ainge in the 3rd Congressional District GOP primary, according to a poll released Thursday. The UtahPolicy.com poll comes as spending by so-called super political action committees supporting Herrod or Ainge approaches $1 million. Curtis is the main target of the advertising, which many have described as largely negative. … Just over one-fourth of the voters — 26 percent — said they remain undecided in the three-way race for the GOP nomination.” Full story.

MORE MOORE — “The GOP rebel threatening to snag Sessions’ Senate seat” by POLITICO’s Seung Min Kim: “Roy Moore lacks the war chest of two chief rivals in his bid to become the next senator from Alabama. He didn’t land the coveted endorsement of President Donald Trump, and doesn’t enjoy the advantages of incumbency. Yet the controversial former state Supreme Court justice is coasting over his Republican challengers in Tuesday’s closely watched GOP Senate primary. Moore is set to easily secure a place in a September runoff, as the establishment-backed Sen. Luther Strange and Rep. Mo Brooks scrape for the second spot. … ‘I resent people from Washington, raising money in Washington, and sending negative ads to Alabama and trying to control the vote of the people,’ Moore said in an interview after a GOP executive committee meeting here. ‘If the Washington crowd wants somebody, the people of Alabama generally don’t.'” Full story.

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CHARLOTTESVILLE REACTIONS — NRSC Chair and Colorado Sen. Cory Gardner, on Twitter: “Mr. President – we must call evil by its name. These were white supremacists and this was domestic terrorism. Praying for those hurt & killed today in Charlottesville. This is nothing short of domestic terrorism & should be named as such.”

— Alabama Sen. Luther Strange, on Twitter: “We as Americans must stand together in opposition to those who encourage hate or promote violence. I stand with President Trump and leaders from both parties condemning these actions.”

— Virginia Lt. Gov. Ralph Northam, on CNN: “The governor and I have made it very clear to white supremacists and other groups such as that, that they’re not wanted in Virginia. And we strongly encouraged them … to go home and don’t come back.”

— Virginia GOP gubernatorial nominee Ed Gillespie in a statement: “Having a right to spew vile hate does not make it right. It is painful to see these ugly events in Charlottesville last night and today.”

— Virginia Sen. Tim Kaine, in a statement: “Virginia has come so far in recent decades to put division behind us. … The fact that people like David Duke cited the President to justify their views is a disturbing reminder that divisive rhetoric has sadly contributed to a climate where individuals who espouse hate feel emboldened.

— Prince William County Board of Supervisors Chair and Virginia GOP Senate candidate Corey Stewart: “Democrats and the media never denounce the violence perpetrated by the unhinged left. Antifa is simply answering the call for violence in the streets by Loretta Lynch, so it’s no wonder Tim Kaine refuses to denounce his son’s participation in fascist Antifa riots, even as he exhorts leftists to ‘fight in the streets.’”

NEW THIS A.M. — Super PAC backing Kelli Ward launches ad against Sen. Jeff Flake: “Once again Arizona conservatives are sold out by our senators plotting with liberals on amnesty and blocking Trump’s conservative agenda,” the ad’s narrator says, before introducing “pro-America conservative Kelli Ward” and saying that “if Dr. Ward were in the Senate today, Obamacare would be repealed.” Kelli PAC is paying over $100,000 to air the ad on broadcast and cable TV after taking in a big donation from Trump megadonor Robert Mercer recently. Watch the ad here.

— STAFFING UP — “2 Trump backers join Flake opponent Kelli Ward’s campaign,” the Associated Press reports: “A political operative who helped raise millions of dollars to support President Donald Trump’s 2016 campaign is joining the U.S. Senate campaign of former Arizona state Sen. Kelli Ward. Thursday’s announcement that Great America PAC founder Eric Beach was joining Ward’s primary campaign to unseat Republican Sen. Jeff Flake comes a day after another Trump supporter, Robert Mercer, donated $300,000 to Ward’s super-PAC.The political action committee Beach founded was independent but raised more than $28 million to back Trump. The announcement said Great America PAC executive director Brent Lowder is also joining Ward’s campaign.” Full story.

UN-RETIREMENT WATCH — “Rep. Ed Perlmutter is reconsidering a re-election bid,” by ColoradoPolitics.com’s Peter Marcus: “Multiple sources confirmed that after Perlmutter was approached by constituents and fellow colleagues in Congress about a re-election campaign, he began reconsidering running for re-election.” Perlmutter had declared he would retire after dropping out of the governor’s race. “Several Democrats have been running to replace Perlmutter in a tightly contested primary, including state Sens. Andy Kerr of Lakewood and Dominick Moreno of Commerce City, and state Rep. Brittany Pettersen, also of Lakewood. Also running in the race is former Obama-era U.S. ambassador Dan Baer. A re-election bid by the popular Perlmutter could cripple those campaigns.” Full story. (The Denver Post has reaction from the Democratic primary field here.)

HIGHLY IMPORTANT — “Marijuana politics emerge as 2020 flashpoint” by Carla Marinucci: “Marijuana legalization just moved from the fringes of the last presidential campaign to center stage in 2020. Between a sweeping new package of legislation introduced last week by one of the top Democratic presidential prospects and, on the other end of the spectrum, Attorney General Jeff Sessions’ vigorous opposition to recreational use of marijuana, the debate over legalization of cannabis is about to receive a full airing on the presidential campaign trail. … While Bernie Sanders also supported medicinal use of marijuana and the decriminalization of recreational marijuana, drug policy stayed on the outskirts of the 2016 presidential debate, and growing action at the state level was barely acknowledged. Tom Angell, chairman of Marijuana Majority, a bipartisan nonprofit advocacy group, said New Jersey Sen. Cory Booker’s introduction of “the farthest-reaching bill ever proposed” will have a catalytic effect on the politics of legalized marijuana and the myriad criminal justice issues related to it.” Full story.

LINE IN THE SAND — “Megadonor Steyer vows to only back candidates that support abortion rights” by Gabriel Debenedetti: “Democratic mega-donor Tom Steyer said on Saturday that he and his NextGen America group do not intend to work on behalf of anti-abortion politicians, jumping into the Democratic Party’s debate on the topic. “We’re pro-choice,” the hedge fund manager-turned-activist told POLITICO on the sidelines of the progressive Netroots Nation conference here. Asked if his group would help candidates or sitting lawmakers who don’t support abortion rights, he said, “We do not work for a single candidate who is not pro-choice. I think people like to have litmus tests. We are explicitly pro-choice. We work a lot with Planned Parenthood, we work a lot with NARAL. We are absolutely committed to it.” Full story.

MORE STAFFING — Rauner hires former Johnson campaign manager Betsy Ankney: NBC Chicago reported on Sunday that Illinois Gov. Bruce Rauner, whose campaign is set to spend record amounts, has hired Betsy Ankney, best known for running Wisconsin Sen. Ron Johnson’s upset victory over Democrat Russ Feingold in 2016, an effort she won a campaign manager of the year award for from the American Association of Political Consultants. Full story.

CODA — QUOTE OF THE DAY: “The stakes are very high in September” — Tea Party Patriots chairman Jenny Beth Martin in a POLITICO story on the Trump administration’s agenda for September.

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WATCH: Trump’s NASTY Response to New FBI Leader Straight Out of Hitler’s Playbook.

Now that acting-FBI Director Andrew McCabe has publicly denied Team Trump’s propaganda on the firing of James Comey, Trump is officially ordering his goons to attack McCabe’s credibility. THIS is the kind of fascistic attack against dissenters that belongs in Hitler’s Germany, not in America in 2017.

During Senate testimony earlier this week, McCabe testified to Congress that the “majority, the vast majority of FBI employees enjoyed a deep, positive connection to Director Comey.” This line, of course, DIRECTLY contradicted Team Trump’s assertion that Comey had “lost the confidence” of the FBI’s rank-and-file.

Naturally, then, Trump became FURIOUS at McCabe’s refusal to support his administration’s propaganda where Comey is concerned. He immediately deployed his spokespersons, Sean Spicer and Sarah Huckabee Sanders, to attack McCabe’s credibility in the press.

For instance, during a Friday press briefing, Sean Spicer was asked whether or not Trump supported McCabe after the acting director’s testimony earlier this week. Spicer didn’t even try to hide the fact that Team Trump is hanging McCabe out to dry.

“I have not asked him about the deputy,” Spicer said. “I’ve not asked him—generally I don’t go through the list of government employees and ask him, so I have not asked him specifically about that.”

Sean Spicer is the PRESS SECRETARY of the United States of America; he absolutely knows whether Trump supports McCabe or not. His obvious non-denial denial is clear proof that he’s been instructed by Trump NOT to endorse McCabe.

Having a president endorse an acting FBI director should not be controversial in the least. The fact that Spicer is stumbling over himself to avoid commenting on McCabe shows that Team Trump is doing everything they can to publicly ostracize the man who is now running the Russiagate investigation.

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You know who else ostracized dissenting public officials and journalists? Hitler.

Trump’s other spokesperson, Sarah Huckabee Sanders, went even further than Spicer. She’s obviously been sent out to directly counter McCabe’s sincere assertion that Comey had the support of the entire FBI.

“[I’ve] heard from countless members of the FBI that are grateful and thankful for the president’s decision,” Huckabee Sanders shamelessly lied. “And I think that [McCabe and I] may have to agree to disagree.”

We are truly in the midst of a nightmare when the president is actively undermining his own FBI director. Welcome to the treasonous tyranny of Trumpworld, ladies and gentlemen.

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