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seokmattchuus · 1 year

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Surprising ZB1 at their debut showcon

A/n: What better way to debut them (as a group) on my blog then with some good ol' fluff to keep it ot9.

Jiwoong: *Was understanding when you said there was a schedule conflict but was in genuine shock seeing you there in the crowd.*

"The second our schedule is confirmed, I'm flying you out, myself." He smiled afterwards. "So, you can't pull this again."

Hao: *Lost for words and forgets the speech he had planned.*

"What was the question, again? I'm sorry." He nervously chuckled as he glanced one more time. "Oh, yeah."

Hanbin: *Was upset up until the moment he saw you. But now he's more upset that you lied.*

"Next time you have something, I'm gonna do the same." He grumbled before realizing. "Wait, well now you'd know I'm lying."

Matthew: *Doesn't remember anything because he's only thinking about seeing you backstage.*

"All you do is lie and hurt my feelings!" He whined loudly, holding out grabby hands. "What if I had messed up!"

Taerae: *Makes an excuse to keep looking in your direction because he can't hide it.*

"Ah, I recognize some fansites, that's all." He smiled as he lied. "I'm just glad they made it safely."

Ricky: *Smiley baby. He can't stop smiling and he probably makes a little mistake because he can't think straight.*

"I wanted it to be perfect." He pouted afterwards. "It's your fault. You threw me off."

Gyuvin: *Stares. Straight staring. No thoughts. Lowkey betrayed, highkey glad.*

"I can't believe you." He pouted as he thought about his reaction. "It's my debut speech all over again."

Gunwook: *Nearly forgot the choreography when he saw you in the crowd. Can't stop glancing in your direction.*

"You're wrong for that." He mumbled into your head as he threw his arms around you after the show. "A whole liar."

Yujin: *Gets asked if there's anyone special in the crowd in he wants to thank and he can't help himself.*

"Yes! I can't believe they made it!" He smiled into the mic. "I'll thank you properly after the show."

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tvy0m1 · 12 days

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Got any demon school head cannons?

Although I have no idea what characters you want specifically (and I sadly am not gonna do the entire cast) I'm just gonna do the losers in my brain ! Edit: I'M SO SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT THIS LEMME GET BACK TO WORK!!!

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Agares-

I ❤️ my freckled sleepy baby!

Although he's a demon and like has claws, He doesn't like having sharp claws and usually bites them or files them down. Because he when he sleeps, he grips his hair or grabs his skin so he'll accidentally cut himself if he keeps them sharp and long.

He loves soft things, they help him sleep which is why he always has his cloud (Master I think?)

He usually goes Non-verbal sometimes. He's overstimulated 24/7

Bite he likes biting things (sometimes chews on Gaap or Master(?))

He likes Kikuo (or whatever the demon version is)

Agares also really likes Miracle Musical, Tally Hall, and Jack Stauber

REALLY GOOD LIAR! Like super good at it

He's tried to not cuss much, especially when he screamed shit at Gaaps house and Gaaps dad was all like 'ExCuSe Me?!?!???"

He's trans :3 uses He/him

He was aroace but now is questioning he may be gay and aroace flux

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Lied-

I also love my Lied💛💛💛

Surprisingly knows how to waltz and play the violin (also the guitar)

Also likes to bite people. He usually bites Asmodeus' or Sabros hands when he's having a breakdown

Really good at cutting his hair with safety scissors? He cut his hair (not just his bangs) once and Shakky was proud but told him he'd be grounded if he did it again

He got so used to being alone he's still getting used to being so busy

He gets cramps in his leg so really easily so that's why he uses his tail

He also listens to Kikuo but not as much as Agares, he mainly listens to Ricky Montgomery or Conan Gray. Agares' weird music taste concerns him-

HATES when people stand behind him- it just makes him really creeped out-

His fingers have a lot of scars on them because he styles his hair and sometimes (all the time) burns himself

Him and Elizabetta will randomly swap clothes. Like she'll just take off her shirt and throw it at Lied- he'll do the same

Another trans masc :3, he uses He/They

Another dude who went through the five stages of grief trying to figure out his sexuality. He's bisexual with a preference for women (but surprising no one he has a boyfriend Asmodeus-)

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Asmodeus x Lied Headcanons-

Look. If you think I'm not going to talk about these two YOU'RE wrong!

They're literally hot hands x cold hands and I love them for that

Asmodeus would beat anybody up who messed with Lied. Lied can't keep his emotions in if he gets messed with he'll cry - and Asmodeus will know immediately.

When Lied went into the haunted house Asmodeus had to run out of the booth just to calm him. Infact Asmodeus refused to do his thing and scare Lied cause he hates seeing him cry

Asmodeus crochets Lied hats

Lied once lost a keychain Asmodeus gave him and felt super bad (offered to pay Asmodrus back)

Lieds poor ass literally gifted Asmodeus a puppy on his birthday. If that ain't love then I don't know what is

Shakky pretends to not know about their relationship but she's been placing bets with Amaryllis on when they'll get married.

When Amaryllis found out about Asmodeus' binder she was kind of upset and made sure he didn't wear it anymore. Lied smuggles extra binders in his bag to give to Asmodeus

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Nafra Ampsey-

I love them... she's the girl ever and I adore her for that

She went to bath and body works with Ameri and Ronove. And Ronove dumped so many perfumes on her

Nafra is extremely sensitive to smell

She doesn't really like wearing dresses but she does sometimes

She likes baking, she bakes cupcakes for Ronove usually their strawberry flavored

If she could speak any human language it'd be French and Russian

She has a heavy accent but tries to hide it. It comes out when she gets mad or really emotional

When she cries she just says a ton of stuff in Russian. Ronove learned Russian so he'd understand what was happening

Her and Ronove are somewhat dating? She's not ready for a relationship but he's willing to wait

Bigender (She/He), Grey sexual, and bi

#mairimashita! iruma kun #Nafra Ampsey #Asmodeus Alice #Lied Shax #Asmolied #< ship tag #Or Shice #Shice #Agares picero #welcome to demon school iruma kun #Wtdsik #Mairuma #mairimashita iruma kun

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organic-guacamole · 2 years

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HSMTMTS SEASON 3 EPISODE 5 REACTION

this is a good episode.

oo Kourtney's hair is pretty but how did she straiten all that so perfectly im- IN ONE NIGHT. jealousy jealousy.

i hate this show.

deep lake camp I'm crying

I hate the trope(?) of one side of a couple being clueless that the other is mad at them and is just so lost when they randomly, publicly, call them out in a passive aggressive way. please stop and communicate.

theres the bleep of the season! hsmtmts did it again

Maddox's face when Carlos swears though, I think I love her.

Carlos my beloved. this episode is gonna be a trash fire and I'm here👏 for👏 it👏

I LOVE THIS SHOW.

Gina why are you going after Val??? what??? it makes no sense and it's embarrassing please just open your mouth for EJ. (ignore how that sounds please)

EJ AND RICKY SLAPPING EACH OTHER. NO FURTHER COMMENTS.

"EJ you've stolen the woman Ricky loves" well. Carlos is either diabolical or a lot more oblivious than we think.

why does Carlos keep assuming everyone is straight 🤨🤨🤨🤨

this is my favourite episode idc that we're only 8 minutes in.

I love Kourtney fr. never gonna stop saying that.

I'm sorry I forgot to type for like 5 minutes cuz I got so caught up laughing. Kourtney and Carlos' slap scene has me rolling

sorry guys I will now be deleting my blogs because I can never be funnier than EJ walking out in THAT costume.

throwback when I had to do what Gina's doing with Ricky in what do you know about love for a skit except I don't have a boyfriend and the guy I did it with was uh.... I'm gonna stop there. point of the story, DOING THAT IS SO FUN

80% of their song was done backstage though so like, no one saw....

my eyes rolled BACK in my head.

the timing Gina omg.

sorry but Maddox is 15? I mean- hm.

no Jet what the heck why would you out her.

"I need to sit down"

"I need to lie down"

thanks ricky

ELTON JOHN CASWELL OMG THE FANFICS WERE RIGHT. (fun fact: I got so surprised at this line I flew backwards and whacked my head on the corner of the bed and saw spots for a second. so uh, anyone wanna buy me a helmet to wear for the next episode?)

I love the bro followed by Ricky blabbing about his problems. iconic duo.

the way I understand where everyone is coming from but I'm still upset by it all.

like Gina, he just explained that he's fighting not to leave, and he doesn't wanna stress you out as much as he is stressed. also, Gina can be upset, yes, but the going on about EJ's name too like, no one knew?? so why'd she storm off at that part...

um. I thought Channing left...

omgomgimgim jet solo song???

love how the piano is always prepared for a sad introspective ballad at any given time.

wow

is the young Maddox like the actress's little sister or something???? because the resemblance is incredible

EJ. you better be calling a delivery man to bring something for Gina, or her mom to bring her for some reason (I think that would be weird, actually, but it seems like something Elton John 'bought a plane ticket for Gina in s1 just for the show' Caswell would do) because if you're leaving or doing something equally stupid I will lose all respect for you. (lies, I am in fact an EJ apologist)

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s3 #hsmtmts season 3 #ej caswell #ricky bowen #gina porter #carlos rodriguez #kourtney greene #ashlyn caswell #jet hsmtmts #maddox hsmtmts #val hsmtmts

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timelessbibliophile · 2 years

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About what I was saying EJ asking Val to teach him how to slow dance so he can surprise Gina. Maybe if Portwell are still together by Camp Prom (ignoring the leaks) and they go to Camp Prom together Val can teach EJ how to slow dance for Camp Prom. I feel like it doesn’t matter who Gina dates she would want to be with someone that is willing to slow dance with her on the dance floor b/c she is a dancer even if they aren’t good at dancing. It would be such a sweet gesture for EJ to do for Gina.

EJ wanting to learn how to slow dance or at least get better at it is something I could totally see him doing. Val is the choreographer of the musical she is obviously a dancer like Gina. Val teaching EJ how to slow dance for Gina could be another way she helps Portwell along with pointing it out to EJ that he is in love with Gina which somehow leads up to a love confession. -another anon

Put these together because they're from the same ask I answered yesterday :)

Agree with both of you, but you know what could go really well with this? Some angst. I know this is unlikely to happen, but love confessions/big gestures often feel better for the audience when the couple has been fighting. Of course I don't actually want them to fight about anything big, but just a little would work to make the gesture more significant.

Painting a picture on how i would write it, ej sees gina with ricky from the clip of the trailer and gets upset. He meets with gina later but doesn't say anything about it bc he thinks it's stupid or he's being paranoid, so he tried to focus on his job as director more. That leads him to spend a lot more time with val. Gina starts getting annoyed at the fact that ej's being secretive about things and suddenly wants to spend more time with val, and a miscommunication plot plays out for a few episodes. Gina starts spending more time w ricky since he's her co-star, ej and gina's actions start to upset each other. Although gina's being upset is more due to confusion on what is going on with ej. Then ej realizes he doesn't want to lose gina over a stupid fight about his insecurities, since he already lost nini that way. So one episode before camp prom he asks val to help him dance a perfect waltz for gina, except the audience wouldn't know what he asked her until the camp prom scene.

Camp prom comes and they're still mad at each other, but ej sets everything up for the perfect dance (he tells the dj which song to play, the light to be on them, etc). After a while of being at prom he goes to where gina's sitting and extends his hand and asks for a dance.

"Dance?" Say both ashlyn and gina, although ash is a little more surprised than gina. Gina takes his hand and finds him waltzing (idk if that's a verb but go with it) perfectly.

She's moved, but doesn't know where this came from since they were supposed to be mad at each other. While dancing, ej comes clean about feeling bad when he saw her and ricky and why he didn't tell her-

"Whoa, whoa," gina looks taken aback. "Ricky?! Ricky. You're not serious. There's absolutely nothing going on between me and Ricky, i can assure you." She briefly glances at jet and ricky talking and laughing at the other side of the room.

Ej laughs, embarrassed, "point is, i'm sorry, i should've judt talked to you about it. I wanted to make it up to you by learning how to slow dance. Dancing is your thing, you're kind of an expert at it, so I thought 'what better way to show her how i feel but dancing?' Of course i'm not as good as...John travolta, but i think val did a good job teaching my two left feet in the span of two days." He smiles at val who's leaning against wall, and she returns two thumbs up and a wide grin.

"Val? Oh, I get it now." Gina laughs. "I'm sorry too, I should have just asked what was going, but i was so confused about how you were acting i was mad. But i'm not even close to mad anymore. I love it eej," she looks like she wants to say something else, but hesitates. "I love... you."

Ej's face lights up, sweet music plays in the background. It's the first time someone else has said it first. Without missing a beat, he says "I love you too," and kisses her forehead.

And act. I ended up writing a whole ass fanfic, but i hope you guys enjoyed it at least 😂 you can tell i'm missing my portwell😅

#hsmtmts #portwell #ej caswell #gina porter #ej x gina #gina x ej #i love them #see how easy it is to make angst for a couple without breaking them up?

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rixxy8173571m3w1p3 · 4 years

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A Perfect Mess

This fic is based off chapter thirteen of @matchacakesareforfoxes fic Domesticity: The Random Files

I love their fic and if you haven't already, please go read it and the chapter this fic was inspired by. It was a privilege to write your and I just hope I managed to do it justice @matchacakesareforfoxes

In this fic the reader makes a mess

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You had tried to do this before, but you hadn't tried to do so in this place. In speaking about this place, you meant in the warmth and familiarity of his kitchen; whose tiles, corners, and fascinating collection of mugs were almost known by name; of the items which hadn't been given a name, they still had a purpose but weren't as remembered or remarkable. You've cooked other things here, like lunches and dinners, and breakfast on rare occasions, but baking here had been avoided. It hadn't been because Zeta-7s kitchen was lacking. On the contrary, it was a delightful space and he had all manner of ingredients; you weren't in want of possibilities or lacking imagination, but you held a reluctance.

Talent, for a better word, was not what you had when it came to sweets. It wasn't an art like cooking, but a culinary science which you knew Zeta-7 had studied down to the smallest degree. Still, you were going to try. Oh, but trying was different than doing.

You leaned towards an upper shelf for the bottle of good vanilla and found you couldn't reach. If this hadn't been as much of a surprise as you wanted it to be, you would've accepted his assistance. You would've admired the outstretched arm which would've found no challenge in grabbing the amber bottle; filled with the essence which forever permeated a few of his favorite sweaters and at times was detected on his skin. Yet, those were sentiments which could flourish on another occasion, because you were going to do this on your own.

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Perhaps you should've prayed instead.

The song McArthur Park came to mind when you stepped on the eggshells which missed the trash can. When the baking soda spilled all over the counter you couldn't recall, and you realized you were dusted with flour as though you had applied it like an after shower perfume; you thought maybe you should've quit. Yet, despite losing the recipe you had pinned on Pinterest and the ungodly amount of sugar which had been used, the batter was mixed together and placed in the oven. Great, that was done but now there was the mess. Oh man, where to begin.

Glancing at yourself, you thought maybe you should change, but you'd have to swing by your house to do so. Decisions, decisions; it just felt like too much work. During the span of time when you had wondered as to what you should do, the scent of burning passed your nose. That part though was simple to figure out; the oven was on fire. Wait……the Oven was ON FIRE?!

“RICK!”

Wherever he had been in the house hadn't mattered, for not only did he rush in, but his three robot clones had as well. If you hadn't been so panicked, you might've wondered why they hadn't joined in past cuddle sessions. Zeta-7 wasted no time when he scooped you up in his arms while clones one and two extinguished the fire. "Are y-y-you okay?"

"I'm um… I'm fine, but I'm not sure about the oven."

Clone three removed the burned contents of what would've been cookies, and determined that nothing had been damaged, but it would take a while to clean. Seeing that his robots had it under control, Zeta-7 eased you down onto the couch not caring if you would leave a mess and inspected you until he was satisfied that you hadn't injured yourself. "Ricky, I told you I was fine."

"Y-you're right, I'm s-sorry."

"No," you sighed; disheartened but all the more so embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I can't believe this all happened. I should've asked where the fire extinguisher was first. That, or bought some baking skills at Bed Bath and Beyond. I'm pretty sure you can find it in the abyss of the Beyond section."

Now that death was not imminent, you were a jumbled mess and just babbled as though it would make things better or possibly make sense. Zeta-7 for his part studied you, and the more he did, the more you wished you could crawl under a rock. You deserved to be yelled at, scolded, or anything where you would be punished for daring to believe you could keep up with this man skills. And when he opened his mouth to speak, you thought you were in for it, but instead, he laughed; the kind which spoke of his relief; you hadn't quite expected that reaction. You were partly confused, partly annoyed that he hadn't been upset when he should've been, but your pouting only encouraged his amusement; his laughter filling the house with this happy noise.

When he was like this, you couldn't stand how much you loved him; how you were won over, and enamored by the radiance he exuded easily; all the lines around his eyes and mouth prominent but reassuring of his happiness. Soon enough, having watched Rick collapse over himself with mirth, inspired giggles of your own to bubble forth. It would be a few minutes when either of you was rational; at least enough to explain what had transpired a half-hour before.

You wanted to bake cookies and surprise Rick while he was working. That was it; just bake cookies then surprise Rick with said cookies; possibly earn a few brownie points; any points for that matter, but no, the Baking Gods were against such aspirations for you evidently. Rick for his part, placed his hands lightly on your shoulders and gave them a squeeze, leaning over enough so you both would be eye to eye. “I don't think any Gods had a hand in this, I think y-your power is just too great for baking cookies.”

You tried not to, but you couldn't help it and began another fit of laughter with Rick not far behind. "I don't think I have any powers worth mentioning, but they are weak against chocolate. As well as other things."

The laugh which had been ready to escape him seemed to die as he took a glance at your lips, then away as though whatever thought sprang up in his head wasn't worth elaborating further. You really wished he would've because then you could've elaborated on a thought of your own.

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When you two had found your composure, you set about cleaning up the kitchen together; hopefully, it would be easier now that you had gotten the taste of pyromania out of your system. “Rick, you don't have to stay here. I can clean it up on my own.”

Zeta-7 wouldn't hear of it and simply smiled. "It's okay. Besides, it's no fun cleaning up th-the dishes by yourself.”

You blew a raspberry at him, petulant. "Are you sure? Or is spontaneous combustion also a worry for you?"

"N-no not at all."

“You just don't want me to be in here by myself anymore, huh?” you teased; flashing him a wink.

Confusion; the silent inquisition which occurred when you danced in between the barrier of enigmatic and odd. The questions which he had never came up, for the confusion melted into something like a smirk as he flicked some suds on your nose with the dish sponge. With mock surprise, you grabbed a spoon from the soapy water and placed it under the faucet; effectively splashing him and also yourself. "That did not go as I planned it."

Rick shook his head at you, but instead of responding he dipped his hands in the water and splashed you with more soapy dishwater; you responding in like kind; splashing each other and getting water all over the floor and yourselves; completely soaked in a matter of minutes. You didn't want to know how much worse you must've looked. However, when you calmed a little from your hysterics, you realized he had stopped laughing; lost to his ruminations. You wondered if you had pushed him too far, or if he was upset about the wet floor, but what followed was not what you had expected.

He was staring at you past his drenched bangs, his electric blues immovable in their intensity; this in itself was not uncommon, but it gave him this otherworldly quality; as though they would glow in the dark if the lights went out. The front of his sweater clung to him; the outline of his lean muscles impossible to ignore. You felt warmth in your cheeks; warmer yet when the hand which had been holding a sponge earlier, came up to cup your cheek and an arm was slipped about your waist. "Rick, I'm a mess. You don't…you wouldn't want to..."

"Gosh, y-you're so beautiful." he interrupted.

"What? No," you retorted, trying to pull away from his grasp as though you didn't deserve it. "not like this. I'm a mess and the dishes still need to be washed. If anything, I'm a disaster."

Tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear, he softened. "Y-you're not a disaster."

"Yes, I am. I disrupted your work, almost burned down the house and dirtied your cute sweater."

"Gosh, it was only a-a happy accident."

"In what way?" you wondered.

"I-I got to see you. I don't know when I-I would've stepped out of the garage. Possibly whenever I finished working on my latest invention, but I should've been here instead. We could've baked together."

"I didn't want to bother you. You had your welding helmet on and all those processor chips. I wasn't sure if you were making a computer or a doomsday device, but you were busy. I know how important your work is to you."

"It is important but not as important as you. I'm sorry about that. I - an idea had struck me and I was dying t-t-to get started, but it seems I wouldn't have been able t-t-to get that far anyway since I didn't have all the parts required. This means I-I did have time."

"I didn't know. I just wanted to make you happy with a sweet surprise."

"Gee, I'm happy having you here. That alone is enough. I got t-t-to see a whole new side to you that I haven't seen before. I don't - I'm not talking about the way you're dressed, but unlike those other times we've cooked together, I feel as though I saw the real you. You don't - I know how you feel when it comes t-t-to baking and how frustrating you find it, but finding you there amongst that mess, wearing an apron that's a-a little too big for you and the flour on your cheeks, why it was…"

"A mess." you frowned.

"An adorable mess; a beautiful mess; a-a perfect mess."

"Dear, I don't think those words go together."

"I guess they don't, but I meant it when I said I was glad t-t-to see you're alright, and here all in one piece. That's all I could ask for. I thought an intruder had managed t-to get into the house, or that one of the security bots had malfunctioned, which was why I unleashed my robot clones, but seeing that it was simply a-a cooking accident was the best thing I could've seen because it meant that I-I hadn't lost you."

The hand which had cupped your cheek slipped itself into your hair and smoothed it down, gently, and with purpose. The seriousness which you had seen in his eyes earlier had returned, and the arm around your waist tightened. "Rick," you softened. "it'll take more than burned cookies to take me away from you."

"Really?" he brightened.

"Of course."

Looking at you, in that funny, darling way as he did from time to time, he pressed a kiss upon your temple and lingered there; finding comfort in the closeness. You rubbed his back, and told him it was okay; that you were okay and that he didn't need to worry. Though, in reality, you realized that you needed to be more diligent next time you decided to bake. However, knowing that he had your back if you put yourself in danger again was comforting in its own right.

And when it seemed that he had been comforted enough, he pulled away a little, only to return with an unknown confidence and captured your mouth in a soft kiss; his insistence winning you over, and made you forget what it was either of you was supposed to do; all there being was you, him, and the fading world. Entranced, you seemed to mold into him, and melted with every second that passed. If you hadn't needed to breathe, there wouldn't have been any force in this universe that could've made you two part. Yet, part you would, and when he pulled away, you wondered. "What about the dishes?"

Whether he was aware of it or it was done unconsciously Zeta-7 chased after your retreating mouth. With cheeks aflame, he answered before kissing you again. "The dishes can ugh - can wait."

Fin

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morbid-n-macabre · 6 years

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You probably remember the Jenny Jones Show. In the 90's smutty talk shows were very popular; Jenny's was one of the best rated, ranked right up there with Jerry Springer, Geraldo, Montel, and Ricki Lake. These trashy talk shows ruined more than a couple lives, but we just couldn't get enough of them.

In February of '95, Jenny Jones was searching for guests who had secret homosexual crushes. When a 32 year old Michigan man named Scott Amedure saw this, he called the show.

Scott had a thing for 26 year old Jonathan Schmitz, who he'd met through a mutual friend named Donna Riley. Scott didn't think Jonathan was gay, but what's the harm in trying? Even if Jonathan turned him down, it wouldn't hurt to do the show, right? Worst case scenario they get to visit Chicago for free. And who passes up the opportunity to be on national television?

Jonathan would later say that the JJ producer who called him promised that the person who had this crush on him was a woman. Jonathan was aware that Scott was attracted to him; the day before he left for Chicago, Jonathan asked Scott point blank if he was the one taking him on the show. Scott told him that he was not the secret crush. Matter of fact, Jonathan was so concerned about being embarrassed on tv that the producer actually made a note about it on his file. Jonathan was assured that this would not be one of those episodes. Not that these producers are truthful, I know from experience they will tell you just about anything to get you on that plane. Jonathan convinced himself that his secret admirer was his ex fiancee who he'd been with for years. They'd only been broken up for a few months and he missed her terribly; he told everyone that he was going to marry her if she was there. If it wasn't her, it had to be a cute girl from work he'd had his eye on. Jonathan was so excited that he even purchased brand new clothes for the occasion.

On March 5th of 1995, Jonathan boarded the plane from Michigan to Chicago where he would finally meet this mystery woman.

Scott claimed he had been served alcohol on the plane to Chicago and then there was hard liquor served in the green room while he was interviewed by the show's producers. All of this is another trick under the producer's hat- a ploy to lower the guest's inhibitions so they say and do things they would not do otherwise. And It's easy to forget that everything you say to the producer can and will be used against you on the show, you start to feel friendly with the producer, and you feel like you're sitting and talking with a friend- especially since alcohol is involved. During the private interview Scott blurted out that he'd had sexual fantasies about Jonathan which included a hammock and whipped cream, during the taping of the show you can see that Scott was taken aback when Jenny brought this up. If you've not seen the un-aired taping of the episode (I'll add a link at the bottom) Jenny does what she does best- she pushes for details, not concerned with who she upsets or embarrasses. Which was her job- it makes good tv. Scott said Jonathan had a "Cute little hard body, the kind you want to pick up and put in your curio cabinet, dust him off every once in a while".

The first thing Jonathan said to Scott after he walked out on stage and realized who'd brought him there was "you lied to me", referencing Scott's denial that he was the one bringing him to Chicago. That said, Jonathan seemed to handle it well; he nervously laughed and covered his face with his hands on multiple occasions but never did he seem angry. He said he was flattered, but that he was simply not attracted to men.

Depending on who you ask, after the camera stopped filming maybe Jonathan was much more willing to give Scott a chance than he was wanting to let on. Jenny Jones herself would later say that Jonathan, who was supposed to be flying home alone, asked if he could exchange his plane ticket for the one his friends were taking. There would later be testimony that the trio went out for pizza and plenty of alcohol afterwords; Donna said that Jonathan was talking about the three of them having a menage a trois and Scott's mother would later testify that her son was thrilled, simply glowing because the 2 men had been intimate together that night. Jonathan whole heartedly denies all of this, but it could be that he's embarrassed or ashamed. It's very possible that he hooked up with Scott while inebriated and regretted it later. Whatever the case may have been, it seems that Jonathan Schmitz was super concerned with what others would think of his sexuality.

On the morning of March 9th, just 3 short days after the show's taping, Scott had been out drinking with friends all night long. When he came home, he saw that Scott had been to his house in the night and left a blinking construction sign on his door with a note which read "If you wanna turn this off, you have to use your tool".

When Jonathan saw this, dude just lost his mind. He immediately hopped in his truck, drove to a nearby gun store where he purchased a 12 gauge and buckshot, and by 11 am he was knocking on Scott's front door.

Scott was probably just thrilled to see Jonathan at his house at first, maybe he thought Jonathan liked the cutesy sign. When Scott answered the door, Jonathan asked if he was the one who left the construction sign and note. Scott said yes, it was him; Johnathan walked back to his truck, retrieved his shiny new rifle, and blew Scott away; he was shot twice in the chest. Jonathan then drove to a payphone where he called 911. He toldthe operator that he felt lied to, humiliated on national tv, and harassed since coming home; these were his reasons for taking a man's life.

In 1996 Jonathan was tried for 2nd degree murder. His lawyers said that Jonathan had been dealing with severe mental health issues for years; on top of that, he suffered from Grave's Disease, a thyroid issue that can cause severe rage and mood swings. To say Jonathan cared what other people thought would be an understatement, he was obsessing over it. In 1996 a jury found Jonathan guilty; he was sentenced to 25-50 years. Just last year, at the age of 47, Jonathan was released from prison. He remains on parole.

Jonathan wasn't the only one in big trouble. The Jenny Jones Show caught quite a lot of flack over the murder, especially since they had specifically asked for guests with secret homosexual crushes on people who weren't necessarily gay. This was better for ratings than just 2 gay men. Many of the show's questionable practices were brought to light; the lies which the producers told Jonathan to get him to Chicago, the fact that they didn't even ask whether their guests had any mental health issues, plying guests with alcohol before interviews or tapings, etc. Had the show not done these things, it's unlikely any of this would've happened- or that's what a jury concluded. Scott's mom sued, Jenny Jones and her network were found liable, and Scott's mama was awarded 25 million dollars. This judgment was later overturned.

This case just goes to show how much society has changed in these past 20 years; how far we have come. If i was a betting woman I'd bet money that Jonathan had sexual relations with Scott. You know, in today's society, big whoop if you're gay- most people don't care. Back then it was just different.

Obviously Jonathan was the killer here, but do you think the show was liable?

The never aired Jenny Jones episode that resulted in murder: https://youtu.be/3EvUzzbzFNc

#true crime #talk show #90's #murder

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ricky help you seem so active while having a mental health issues that seem way worse than mine and i'm at a point where I desperately want to start being creative and doing stuff but just can't cross the point where i start. How do you manage it? Feel free to ignore this if you're not feeling up to answering but i'm just. lost as to what i should do

it definitely depends on what kind of creative stuff you’re doing!!! i mean, my acting versus my writing go through way different processes and they collide with my mental shit in different ways (sometimes i can write during a psychotic episode but i DOUBT i’d be able to act with one)

a lot of how i do what i do is just because i’ve just... learned how my mental shit works and stopped pushing against it so much. if i’m down for the count, i force myself to stay down until it stops. i’ve learn to take more breaks, i’ve learned to allow shit, but i’ve also learned to just brush off other things. i hallucinate on a daily basis more times than not but frankly, i don’t have time for that to stop me. but sometimes it does! and that’s not my fault and i don’t have time to be upset about that either lmfao

so keeping busy is a huge part of it. making creativity your job is one of the best things i’ve done to keep myself creative. i think there’s FAR too much stress about the concept of inspiration and motivation because it’s honestly about discipline. i can do what i do cuz i’ve disciplined myself to be able to do it, and to be able to consistently keep it up, and the more you practice doing it, the easier it gets. a few years ago, this was completely impossible for me but now i barely even blink an eye, i’m just so used to it.

so like, idk what KIND of stuff you’re doing, cuz there’s different starting points for a lot of things, but, man. just do it. that’s honestly the best advice i can give because it doesn’t come naturally, but it will!! something is stopping you right now but you have to force your way through it. it’s not going to come to you on its own. you have to get it! and you CAN get it! no one says it has to be good. it doesn’t! sometimes it won’t be! sometimes it CAN’T be! but even if it can’t/won’t/isn’t in that moment, it can and WILL be one day. starting is so hard but once you start! you have something! something that didn’t exist before and you brought it into the world and man even if it’s only like one sentence? one paragraph? a few circles on a page? that wasn’t there before, wow!!! fucking awesome! and with the shit you’re going through?! AMAZING

also it def helps to be organized. i’m kind of hyper-organized about my shit, i mean, the biggest way i’ve coped with my mental shit is through learning psychology and constantly analyzing myself, but that’s just me. but i know how to work around my adhd, for example, by making mental lists about the steps i need to take. sometimes starting is just so hard cuz you don’t even have a path, so try making one! it doesn’t have to particularly be a long one. i love to outline stories but sometimes a story outline will literally be like, a few scenes, or a few chapters, and then i just go. sometimes the list is like.. memorize monologue! write rp reply! read something! and yknow what i might not do all those things in that day.. but i made the list! that counts for something! lmfao

oh and also just.. reward yourself a lot. find the joy in it. again, i see my creativity as a job, but it’s also something i’m so passionate about because i just... don’t care! this part is hard but honestly you really gotta find joy in the journey. we all just worry about the end, or we worry about what people think, or what we’re achieving, and it’s just.. it’s not important!!! i can worry for hours if someone is gonna like something i write, but at the end of the day, all that leaves me with is an empty document. thoughts and emotions are not permanent, no matter how hard our brains want us to think they are in that moment. but the things you draw? write? create? that LASTS. maybe not forever, but way longer than those thoughts do. and the more you practice doing that, the less and less those thoughts will come.

it’s a long process but i’m sure you can do it and i believe in you :* love you angel and good luck!!!!

#JUST DO IT MAN JUST DO IT #it baffles me how often i get questions about HOW to do stuff because like...#it's hard to answer cuz the answer is to just... GO! DO IT! MAKE THE LEAP #i guess people need to like... be told how to think their way into an action???#nah man.. the more you think the less you can act #just go... just do it.. write a sentence #see if you write more after the first #if not! whoo! you did something! if so AW YEAH! LETS HOPE YOU'RE ON A ROLL #and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah i ran outta shit to say hehe #Anonymous #ask tag

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