#i got an ad for it. on a PODCAST. it was so shocking it made me laugh so hard

[heevanly]

.ᐟ TEASER: LATE NIGHT TALKS : LEE HEESEUNG (이희승)

𝐬yn. : being the host of a college late night radio talk show was a passion project since freshman year of college, but now as a senior, y/n hadn't expected the fame it brought to herself on campus... but maybe it was the recent string of murders that caused more tuning in than ever seen before.

𝐰arnings. / 𝐭ags. : (18+!). series, not sure how many parts yet. gore. horror. college au. humor. mildly suggestive. no smut. slight smau...potentially? character death. enha members as side characters. lsf members as side characters. more to be added.

𝐩airing. : ghostface!co-radio host!heeseung x radio host!fem!reader

© @heevanly 2024 | do NOT copy, plagiarize, reupload, or steal my works.

RELEASE DATE : MAY 19TH-MAY 23RD, 2024

TEASER WC : roughly 1.2k

❝welcome welcome welcome toooo SCU 101.85, you’re currently tuning in to the 10 o’clock pm talk show. i’m your host y/n and i’m here with my co-host..” you turn away from the microphone and glance at your co-host, lee heeseung.

“heeseung.” he speaks up into his microphone, shuffling a few papers around.

“and it’s currently a friday night, it’s 67 degrees out with a small breeze too so make sure you wear that jacket!” you chirp.

heeseung snorts and you pass him a look which he returns with a shrug, “you just sound chipper.. s’all.”

“ah.. well our ratings have been going up again.. it’s better than we’ve been seeing these past four months.. so.”

the past four months have been rather difficult for you and heeseung and the radio show. when you started this project sophomore year, it had just been you and your roommate kim chaewon, your ratings were steady in the beginning but had started declining after two months, which made your at the time co-host and roommate, quit. you don’t blame her, you nearly stopped too, which was before heeseung hit you up asking if you still needed another co-host.

accepting his help was the best thing you had done, his roommates jake and jay were all about the technical jargon behind running a radio show, which the reasoning was apparently the three had thoughts about starting a podcast but couldn’t get the timing right to actually get it started, so here they were willing to help you out.

production took off and the four of you found yourselves seeing steady viewers and got to even open a talk line, which was a segment that both you and heeseung took seriously, finding fun in chatting with anonymous students with various complaints they had of others, professors, relationships, or whatever else going on in their lives.

then, out of nowhere four months ago, the viewers started thinning out, causing your small team of four’s good feelings to falter. having been used to success it was shocking to be randomly met with a hard wall and seemingly, no way of getting out.

heeseung and your’s efforts were all in vain as you tried advertising the radio talk show, you had chaewon talk to her friends about spreading the show, heeseung talked to about it to his other friends and also had them spread the word. jake would mention it at his part time job, and jay even mentioned it at a small on-campus event, which he texted that he was never doing again out of sheer embarrassment.

heeseung hums, “well.. i could imagine people have been feeling a bit safer because of us, due to…” he trails off.

right, there's been a few recent deaths that have plagued not only your campus, but the town. you claim they’re very obviously murders while heeseung’s been claiming it’s been various unfortunate accidents. so far the death toll has hit only four, two on campus, one at a campus nearby, and one on the outskirts of town.

“the murders.” you finish his sentence off, gravelly.

heeseung rolls his eyes, but remembers that the listeners can’t actually see that, “you’re so obsessed with these being murders,” he teases.

“well.. it’s quite obvious, no?” you ask.

“ehh, i wouldn’t really say so, besides the two on campus cause they were ruled as a murder-suicide. besides that was two months ago and the one at KTU was concluded to be an unfortunate accident, shit what did they say about how she died again?” heeseung racks his brain, trying to remember how the girl from KTU died two weeks ago.

you scatter your papers around, “wasn’t it something about a lab issue..? their school got to close down because of it, that’s.. uh.. kind of all i remember about that.”

“oh you’re going to hell, haven’t you been following this whole thing since the murder-suicide on campus..?” heeseung laughs loudly and you slump in your chair, embarrassment flooding your system.

you sit back up and clear your throat, “in my defense..”

heeseung accusing points at you, “you! don’t have one.”

“pause, yes i do! rude…. my defense is that the fourth one’s been throwing me off with this whole thing, that i focused a little less on the third girl.” you huff out.

the fourth death was the weirdest in the whole thing so far, it happened a few days ago and it’s been the only one where the person involved wasn’t in the same age range and died supposedly.. well.. naturalistically. it had been a middle aged man, who was on his way home from work. apparently the report and the news claimed his tire gotten flat and when he had gotten out to check on it, he had been mauled by a pack of wolves wandering through.

the police and how they concluded it just didn’t make sense to you, you stayed up for two days trying to determine it all. first, wolves hadn’t been sighted in that area for several months so a random pack coming through didn’t make sense. second, the blood inside the car, how did it even manage to get in there if the man was supposedly outside? the third rea-

heeseung snaps his fingers to try and get your attention back to the talk show, “hey, y/n, quit thinking about it, you’re just gonna make yourself paranoid.. or worse.. obsess over this.”

“my bad, i just need to stay up on all this, our viewers need the information, they deserve the best after all.”

“and the best of the best is from two college seniors..?” heeseung raises an eyebrow.

“absolutely!” you respond, “we’re the only ones giving multiple sides to these events and ways to stay safe.”

“i’m sure the news have been doin all that too though.”

“pff, news schmooze,” you wave your hand at heeseung, “college students don’t care about tuning into the morning news before classes or turning the evening news on, we’re a source of entertainment AND murder mystery, and that’s what eats up.” 

“you’re greedy, y/n, soo greedy.” heeseung shoots a grin your way, a way to let you know he doesn’t mean it.

trying to stop a grin from making its way on your face, you roll your eyes, “oh suck my dick lee heeseung.” 

“gladlyyy..” he wiggles his eyebrows and chuckles into his microphone.

“you’re a freak..” you gather your papers back up and glance up at the clock, 10:26 pm, time to open up the first talk line segment of the night.

you give a small nod towards heeseung and he nods back and clears his throat, “well well well SCU you are listening on 101.85 and it’s rolling up to 10:30 pm, we got a two minute sponsor for y’all and when we come back live, our callers will be up discussin’ random whatever with us. give us a call at [phone] and see if you’re lucky enough. again that is [phone]. see you all very soon."

both you and heeseung give a thumbs up to the room in front of you and jay switches your sets off, rolling the sponsor. a few seconds pass and before you’re able to turn to heeseung to just casually chat, the switchboard for the phone calls light up, more so than you’ve ever seen before.

#⤷⌗⊹ ࣪ ˖𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑺𝑬𝑼𝑵𝑮 #LATE NIGHT TALKS : series #enhypen x reader #heeseung x reader #heeseung fluff #heeseung scenarios #enhypen horror #enhypen fanfiction #heeseung fanfic #heeseung fanfiction #enhypen fluff #lee heeseung #enha x reader #lee heeseung x reader #heeseung enha #enha scenarios #enhypen scenarios #enhypen series #kpop x reader #heeseung x yn #enhypen angst #heeseung angst

[flimflamfranky]

hi buddy

#one piece #opfanart #opla #luffy #monkey d luffy #this live action thing has been so weird cuz ive been seeing one piece in so place i don't see one piece things #i got an ad for it. on a PODCAST. it was so shocking it made me laugh so hard #my stuff #thepilotsart

[lastweeksshirttonight]

Did you want my notes on Strike Force Five episode one? No? TOO BAD! YOU'RE GETTING THEM!

(Heavy spoilers for episode 1 if you plan on listening soon!)

- I love the show's overall vibe and the "roles" that all of the guys play. It's definitely a free-wheeling, off the rails kind of show, where everyone is rambling over each other; the personalities involved can make or break this kind of podcast, and everyone thankfully is playing to their strengths.

Kimmel serves as the overall show runner and is seemingly the only one endeavoring to keep anything on track, which is a slightly thankless job with this group, but he's got a soundboard and all his radio experience guiding him. Colbert also leans into being the other "elder statesman", as it were, but is much easier to derail (and provides his own episode eclipsing derail I'll talk about later). Fallon is surprisingly reserved and a bit awkward - I'm not the hugest fan of Fallon, but in this podcast, that energy serves him pretty well. Kimmel introduces Seth as "the cute one" and he seems the most neutral so far, just there to ask questions and crack jokes. And John is their super sarcastic "evil teammate" who occasionally interjects to just destroy everyone. Perfect dynamics, 10/10, no notes.

- Seth qualifies his eyes as ocean blue. John says they're Gatorade blue. I don't think I've ever laughed harder at a description of someone's eyes.

- There's a point where I assume there must have been a really blunt edit, because Fallon changes the topic abruptly to having a doctorate. Otherwise, I love the image of Fallon just sitting on that revelation and WAITING, BURSTING to talk about how he has a doctorate, while everyone else talks about Kimmel getting paid summers off.

- Everyone mention multiple times that they have sponsors and are doing this show to help pay their staff during the strikes, which is lovely. This does not mean they aren't taking the piss out of their sponsors. I never thought I'd hear worse ad copy reading than I do on The Jeff Gerstmann Show (I love Jeff, don't get me wrong, but his ad copy screaming is hilariously bad), but the Casamigos ad in this is something else. John spends most of his reading time shitting on a bleeped-out competitor that he calls "not fit for human consumption", Stephen says "you're gonna wanna wipe your ass with it" and likens it to the smoothness of sheets you make love on, there's a disembodied "woo" at some point, Seth stumbles all over a few Spanish words, and Fallon delivers his lines in his awful fake French Timothee Chalamet puppet voice. It's pure chaos and I love it so much.

- Kimmel referring to "the despicable Matt Damon" made me so happy.

- John has never done a deposition. Kimmel saying "I'm surprised you're not in prison" gets lost which is sad, that's a fucking hilarious joke.

- Fallon tells an amazing story about his mom being a nun for a week. She left after being reprimanded for taking Lifesavers into the nunnery and then left. My late aunt and best friend, who was also a nun, probably would have loved Jimmy's mom, as she was always going on wine tastings and picked the order she joined entirely based on who would let her continue to drink after taking her vows. Jimmy also has a picture of his mom dressed as a nun holding a doll dressed as a nun, which is absurd and adorable.

- This leads to everyone but Seth confessing that they'd all thought about becoming priests at some point. That doesn't shock me about Stephen at all, tbf, knowing how religious he is.

- I have to shamefully admit that when John mentioned that he told his father he wanted to be a vicar, my brain went to an extremely Fleabag place and I had to rewind the podcast once I snapped out of it and realized I'd missed like 3 minutes of jokes (including a fantastic one from Seth about John having a doll of himself as a child, like Fallon's mom's nun doll).

- "Don't you want a whole new crop of relatives to visit and entertain?" "Do you wanna get cancelled?! :D" The two Jimmys everyone.

- Stephen reveals who he has everyone saved as in his phone, to prevent people from figuring out who his contacts are if his phone gets stolen. John's is Joliver, which 1) was his name as written on TDS scripts to differentiate him from Jon Stewart, and 2) as everyone points out, is a VERY easy code to crack. Don't really need Sherlock for that one.

- ONE OF US ALERT: Stephen collects weird late night shit, like a hat from The Chevy Chase Show (John literally goes "WOW") and a silk jacket from The Pat Sajak Show. I am very jealous of this collection.

- Next episode everyone will talk about first episodes. I cannot wait to hear John talk about how all over the place his first episode is.

- The big story, running joke, and completely wild admission from this episode - Stephen Colbert has a pair of Nicaraguan dictator Anastasio Somoza's pants. Fallon asks how no one outbid him, and it turns out his MOTHER had them BECAUSE SHE DATED HIM. His uncle went to LaSalle Military Academy with Somoza, and Somoza stayed with them during holiday breaks. Everyone else in the room picks up on the idea that Stephen's mom probably slept with a dictator (or as Kimmel says, "made love to a murderer"), Seth claims his mom drinks coffee out of Ferdinand Marcos' skull, and every other male figure Stephen brings up for the rest of the episode is assumed to be someone his mom slept with.

If you asked me before listening to this podcast if I thought there were going to be a pile of elevated "your mom" jokes holding it together, I would have pretty strongly said "no". Surprises at every turn in this pod.

The beginning of this story also captures John SO STRONGLY, and he wants to hear everything about it. Definite Bugle vibes there, this man will never not want to hear about weird dictator facts. He also manages to completely kill Seth by saying "Anastasio Somoza's pants, brought to you by Casamigos".

- Finally, I have already sent an email to the show asking about Planet of the Bass, to make up for my complete failure to ask at the Q&A. I got y'all, we'll get this answer some day.

#strike force five #john oliver #seth meyers #stephen colbert #jimmy kimmel #jimmy fallon #literally wrote this at work so apologies for its complete lack of coherence #but spotify you ✨️fucks✨️

[annimoose]

Me Podcast Listy List:

A list of podcast I'm looking into and adding my thoughts on.

Got any recommendations, feel free to comment or reblog with em. Im wanting to find more. 👍

Anyways,

- - -

Completed:

Malevolent- ✅️

Going to listen to Alice in Chains after that new episode.

Red Valley- ✅️

I am also in shock and confusion. Dipshits deserve it lolololol. Season 3's theme fucking slaps

Deviser- ✅️

So,, humanity really is a bitch huh? I don't think I'm going to sleep tonight, in fact i will be having an existential crisis.

Thanks Harlan. 👍

Wolf 359- ✅️

Yep, I definitely just lost a piece of myself. I will not recover from this. 10/10 would cry again 👍

- - -

Started:

Archive 81- starting ep. 23

Proving my point that men CAN be made breedable

The Magnus Archives- starting ep.13

Ep.6 edit: What sex does to a mf.. 🙄

Old Gods Of Appalachia- starting ep. 3

Finally, a podcast narrator who's an old sounding southern guy, funny too.

Hello From The Hallowoods- on episode 7 /

to be continued

(I'm really enjoying this one, Diggory and Percy my beloved 💖)

- - -

In Queue:

(Going from shortest to longest excluding Nine To Midnight)

The White Vault- 10 episodes

I Am In Eskew- 30 episodes

SCP: Find Us Alive- 52 episodes

(this was the first fiction podcast I ran into and had interests in and yet I still haven't listened to it aaaaaaah hahahah....)

Hello From The Hallowoods- 146 episodes

WOE.BEGONE- 152 episodes

The Magnus Archives- 200 episodes

Welcome To Night Vale- 245 episodes

Nine To Midnight- saving pod as Halloween treats :)

- - -

I plan on going down this line but ey, it might change depending on how well I'm liking podcast or if I simply just want to switch it up a bit.

Idk guess I'll see when I start going through the queue.

Thanks for reading this poorly put together list if you are indeed looking at it. Don't ask me to fix the formatting or anything that might be misspelled or if episode numbers are wrong. I will probably come back and edit this whenever I finish a podcast.

#fiction podcast #scifi podcast #horror podcast #malevolent podcast #deviser podcast #red valley podcast #wolf 359 podcast #hello from the hallowoods #the white vault #i am in eskew #scp: find us alive #old gods of appalachia #woe.begone #the magnus archives #welcome to night vale #nine to midnight #archive 81 #moose rambles

[hermanunworthy]

!DNDADS S2 EP47 SPOILERS!

welp. todays the day. pray for me guys this could easily be the most upsetting episode of dndads for me. im dreading this so bad

- IS THAT FUCKING HERMIE SINGING???

- I CANT DO THIS

- I WAS NOT EXPECTING THE INTRO TO BE SAD IM SICK IM SICK IM ALREADY GONNA CRY

- "HATING MY FATHER INSTEAD OF HOLDING YOUR HAND" HEY???? HEY???! IM GONNA KMS

- OAKWORTHY IS CANON. IN THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE.

- FROM WHAT I HEARD I THOUGHT SCAM WAS IN THE INTRO???? BUT THIS. THIS HURTS SO BAD

- i feel sick i havent been able to move on from the intro

- im gonna be so honest i was expecting a "sike" or something at the end so u can imagine my relief when the little clicks started playing

- okay. okay. time to listen to ur fun facts u sick fucks

- WILL ACCIDENTALLY CALLING THE PODCAST DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS AGAIN LMAOOO

- anthony stfu i dont want to hear ur voice (hes literally the dm)

- MASTER OF MANIPULATION LINCOLN LI WILSON

- will. what evil fact do u have for us today.

- NORMAL DOES TAROT READINGS WHAT

- WILL IS GONNA JUST DRAW A CARD RN???

- LOVERS??? THERES NO FUCKING WAY

- WILL ACKNOWLEDGING HERMIE DIED IM GONNA THROW UP

- A BROKEN MARRIAGE???? HOLY SHITTTT

- scary plays the piano omg!!!

- THATS THE DUMBEST REASON EVER

- "im really nervous about what anthonys gonna do this episode" U AND ME BOTH MATT

- MY HEART IS POUNDING. MY HANDS ARE SWEATING. MOMS SPAGHETTI /ref

- it has taken me an hour just to get through the intro + facts.

- "but at what cost?" AT WHAT COST IS RIGHT BETH.

- SO NORMAL WASNT CONSCIOUS FOR IT. UR FUCKING JOKING

- MATT SUGGESTING THEY HIDE THE TRUTH FROM NORMAL. I CAN FEEL TEARS COMING

- ATOPPP ANTHONY HELPP

- BETHS REAGAN JOKE TO THE RESCUE

- NORMAL IS AWAKE AGAIN. OH GOD. OH GOD. OH GOD

- NOOOO OFC THEYRE GETTING INTERRUPTED

- "wheres hermie?" IM DONE

- NORMAL CANT SEE HERMIES BODY OH MY LORDDD

- anthony rushing them away. i cannot. i cannot

- "well fix it" im done

- NORMAL GOES TO PICK THEM UP.

- I CANT DO THIS.

- "this marriage has one less spouse but heavens got one more little angel" MATTHEW ARNOLD CAN U NOT.

- im sitting here in shock through all of this

- "just be happy ur not in hell" shut up anthony too soon

- thank god normal didnt take damage again

- lincoln cool scar era okay

- NORMAL PANICKING LOOKING FOR SPELL COMPONENTS LIKE HE DID W TERRY JR I CANTTTT

- HENRY OAK GARCIA. SAVE ME HENRY

- LARK AND SPARROW GIVING EACH OTHER A LOOK HELP ME. HELP ME

- NORMAL DOING SENSE MOTIVE AGAIN STOP IT

- AND GETTING A 1 AGAIN!!!!!

- theyre back home.

- "VOTE WILLY"?????

- "u guys ready to see him?" NO. NO IM NOT

- ty for protecting dood scary :[

- NORMAL IS HOLDING HERMIES HAND AND TALKING TO THEM. WILL CAMPOS DONT DO THIS TO MEEEEE

- ANTHONY STOP RUBBING IN HOW DEAD THEY ARE

- "the only thing keeping u together is the absolute ignorance u have of the fact that maybe the only person who ever showed u any real affection in the last couple years of ur life is dead" anthony burch im hunting u down.

- STOPPPPP NOT THE AD

- THE OLD EARTH WHOOOA

- is the dude w the white beard that "new fan fave npc" will was talking about lol

- HENRY REVEAL. HENRY REVEAL!!!!

- BARRY?????

- I SCREAMED I ACTUALLY SCREAMED

- I DIDNT KNOW IF WE WERE GONNA GET BARRY BACK. NO WAY

- MERCEDES IS DEAD..... STOP IM CRYING AGAIN

- THEM ALL CALLING HERMIE THEIR FRIEND. OOUGH

- UR FUCKING KIDDING. ANTHONY DO NOT TEASE US LIKE THIS

- "MADE OF GOOF MATTER" UR JOKING

- NORMALS SNAPPING OHHHH GOD

- NORMAL. NORMAL ISTG.

- NORMALS TRYINF TO BRING THEM TO SCAM?????

- HOLY FUCK......

- THEYRE IN THE SIMPSONS NOW.

- SCAM LIKELY. MY FUCKING ENEMY.

- WHY DOES HE. WHY DOES HE ACTUALLY CARE. I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS THERES NO WAY

- "HES MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD" SHOOT ME.

- THEY DONT HAVE A SOUL.

- WTF IS SCAM GONNA DO

- ANTHONY I DONT TRUST U ONE BIT

- anthony burch. i hate u

- okay scam apologizing does feel good

- "I DONT WANT ANOTHER ONE I WANT THIS ONE" AND PUNCHES HIM. OH. MY GOD.

- "u feel like home for some reason" WAILS

- OH MY GOD SCARYS GONNA TELL NORMAL.

- GUYS I CANT DO THIS I REALLY CANT

- THE TREE. WILL CAMPOS PLZ

- HENRY TOLD NORMAL HES PROUD OF HIM. NOBODY TALK TO ME AGAIN EVER

- ty henry for giving normal what he needed im gonna sob my eyes out

- THEYRE GONNA PUT THE SUN BACK.

- THE FUCKING. THE FUCKING SUNRISE

- MATT OLD LADY NPC

- WHAT IS THIS FUCKING IMPROV

- CHAPARRAL.

- DONT FUCKIJF HIT ME UP

- "i liked u too" sighs.

- "GOODNIGHT SWEET PRINCE" END ME.

- "hermie u definitely were one of us" SOBS

- "i did notice u. thanks for everything" AAUAGAUHH

- LINK SAID NOTHING FOR HERMIE GOOD GOD

- "lark shakes ur hand, sparrow goes in for a hug" ough.

- OH MY GOD HENRYS GONNA SEE CODE PURPLE.

- HOLY SHIT YALL THIS IS BIG

- THEYRE TEACHING HERO AND NORMAL HOW TO SHOOT.

- BABY NORMALLLL

- "help me normal, only u can save me normal" WTF??? WTF????

- WHAT THE FUCK.

- guys i made it through. [confetti falls on me]

#siren says #dndads spoilers #dndads s2 spoilers

[corporatefrog]

↳˗ˏˋ loose change ˊˎ˗ ↴ level 1 - new beginnings

featuring: an overworked intern traveling to a new town for a new job opportunity notes: the first one AHHH! whenever a chatacter is introduced, they'll have a mini intro in the chapter and be added to the 'characters' page as the story progresses

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The sun rose over the peaks of Colorado’s mountains, casting shadows across the rocks as a car sped through the morning light. Fingers with chipped polish and tattered cuticles tapped on the steering wheel. Windows rolled down to let in the fresh breeze and let out the sounds of a local podcast into the empty mountainside. 

"In other news, it seems like the whole food turf war has ramped up again as the environmentalists continue to harass shoppers who buy almond milk-"

"Wait wait wait, I thought almond milk was the good milk? Why are they flipping the script on us the moment we start drinking the stuff?"

"Well, apparently when it’s produced, it’s terrible for the environment."

"So we can’t win?"

"Not unless we start crafting milk in laboratories that don’t use any electricity or water"

"This is why I said breast milk should become the nationwide standard and no one believed me."

"Clyde, you said that while wearing a “Daddy wants Milfy” shirt so excuse everyone for not seeing your genius."

A laugh caught in the driver’s throat, sending them into a coughing fit. They leaned forward into the wheel in an attempt to keep their eyes on the road while clearing the residual shock from the unexpected reveal from their system. 

They turned down the volume to avoid any further surprises while driving on a narrow mountain road. The voices of Jimmy Valmer and Clyde Donavan, host and guest of Walk the Walk with Jimmy Valmer respectively, grew distant as the volume lowered. Another laugh fell from their lips at the thought of what they’d heard. 

“Jesus, what kind of shirt is that and how do I get it?”

—

Name: YN LN

Age: 22

Status: Overworked Intern

Fun Fact: This is you! What’re we doing talking in 3rd person? Be yourself!

—

A chill ran up my spine as I glanced into the rearview mirror. 

I just got the weirdest feeling that someone was watching me and narrating my every movement.

I shook off the thought. Today was not a day for stressors. I’ve already got too much going on to worry about the possibility that someone somehow got into my car when I stopped for gas three hours ago and hasn’t made a single noise since then. Instead, my mind latched onto the reminder that I’d been driving for three hours. 

I groaned, leaning back in my seat in a feeble attempt to stretch my back.

“Why did I agree to this again?” I mumbled to no one in particular.

Because our boss told us to and if we want to turn this internship into a job we’ll do whatever we’re told. Even if it means driving to a nowhere town to try and network. 

Oh yeah, that’s why. What a great reminder. 

As the newest graduate intern at Retro Revolution, my boss tasked me with searching for local businesses that would be interested in renting out the retro arcade games the company owned. I’d be starting in this town for three months then maintaining whatever accounts I managed to open with the businesses I met. It was a huge step towards making a name for myself in the marketing field and I wasn’t planning on coming back empty handed. 

A miniature car chugged along the blue path of my phone’s gps, moving with a neverending vigor that I envied. The timestamp at the bottom of the screen reminded me that I still had another 45 minutes before I’d reach my destination. 

45 minutes is the perfect amount of time to slowly go insane and get lost in the Colorado mountains.

Can we not do this right now?

What? I’m just saying it’s a way to pass the time.

I turned up the car’s audio to drown out my thoughts, preferring to take my chances with whatever the milf lover could come up with over my own mind. 

"No way. You’re joking!"

"I am being 100% serious! They’re opening an arcade in town and they’re all co-owners. I wish I could write something this funny."

My ears tingle at the mention of an arcade. No fucking way. That’s exactly what my boss was looking for! If I could get in with the owners maybe this place can be the perfect way to expand production. I focused on the podcast, listening to the guest begin laughing as he spoke. 

"They’ll kill each other. There’s no way they survive a week."

"Oh absolutely. I already bet Craig fifty bucks they go bankrupt in the first 30 days."

"I want in on that. I’ve got a hundred on them not lasting 20."

"You are so on."

My hopes deflated as the host and his guest continued to joke about the eventual downfall of the business. The one thing that would’ve been worthwhile on this trip and it’s already falling apart. 

Feels like a sign of what’s to come. 

I push back the negative thoughts, focusing my attention back on the road ahead. It doesn’t matter if they’re bad business owners. I’ll just have to show them how a real business is run. And then make sure they keep running it that way for the duration of my trip. And then make sure they stay open after I’m gone so the one contact I bring in doesn’t immediately burst into flames the moment I’m not micromanaging.  

I sighed, deflating slightly in my seat. 

This is going to be harder than I thought. 

A change in scenery caught my attention. The mountains began to fall into rolling fields with mounds of melting snow morphing into a slush along the sides of the road. In the distance, houses began to rise as if being erected from the ground itself. 

A voice chimed from my phone, “In 2 miles, your destination will be on your left.”

I sat up straighter in my seat, hoping to catch the best first view of the town I’d be staying in for the next three months. As I grew closer, a sign came into view with the town’s name scrawled messily over some old wood.

Fucking finally. I thought as my car pulled past the sign and into the town of South Park.

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[honoka-marierose]

Chris Pine is shocked Patty Jenkins‘ “Wonder Woman” franchise is dead. The actor recently spoke to Business Insider while promoting his feature directorial debut “Poolman” and said he’s struggling to understand how Warner Bros. could pull the plug on a franchise that grossed the studio nearly $1 billion at the worldwide box office.

“I’m stunned that they said no to a billion-dollar franchise and decided to pivot elsewhere,” Pine said. “I don’t know what the reasoning was behind that; it’s above my pay grade, but Wonder Woman is an incredible character; Patty is such a thoughtful director.”

Pine starred as Steve Trevor opposite Gal Gadot‘s “Wonder Woman” in two Warner Bros. comic book tentpoles directed by Jenkins: 2017’s “Wonder Woman” and 2022’s “Wonder Woman 1984.” The director was developing a third movie for Gadot’s superhero when DC Studios brought in James Gunn and Peter Safran as its new leaders. The duo are creating a new DC Universe and Gadot’s Wonder Woman is not a part of it.

In his interview with Business Insider, Pine said that he doubted he would’ve returning for “Wonder Woman 3” had it been made as his character is “dead” and “gonzo,” adding, “It would be ridiculous to try to bring me back.” He also remembered originally being skeptical of the role of Steve Trevor.

“I had no interest in playing the boyfriend, and it sounded like second fiddle,” Pine said. “Then, in talking to Patty, the way she described it was, ‘Forget the superhero of it all, this is a romance, this is ‘Casablanca,’ that’s the movie I want to make.’ I was like, oh, now that is very cool because when have you seen a superhero film that was a love story, ultimately? That had nothing to do with blowing shit up.”

Jenkins confirmed on the “Talking Pictures” podcast in March that her experience with “Wonder Woman” is over “for the time being, easily forever.”

“They aren’t interested in doing any ‘Wonder Woman’ for the time being,” Jenkins said. “It’s not an easy task, with what’s going on with DC. James Gunn and Peter Safran have to follow their own heart into their own plans. I don’t know what they are planning on doing or why, so I have sympathy for what a big job it is and they have to follow their heart and do what they’ve got planned.”

Jenkins had been developing a third “Wonder Woman” to star Gadot when news broke in December 2022 that their “Wonder Woman 3” had fallen apart after Warner Bros. leadership passed on Jenkins’ treatment for the sequel. Jenkins publicly exited the project. The news hit shortly after James Gunn and Peter Safran took the reins of DC Studios, which led to speculation that Jenkins had rebuffed efforts to reshape “Wonder Woman 3” to fit into their DC Universe.

“I never walked away,” Jenkins shared in a post on Twitter at the time. “I was open to considering anything asked of me. It was my understanding there was nothing I could do to move anything forward at this time. DC is obviously buried in changes they are having to make, so I understand these decisions are difficult right now.”

Gunn and Safran’s new DC universe will launch with superheroes such as Superman, Batman and Supergirl, but Wonder Woman is not yet announced for the new franchise.

#dc #dc comics #dceu #dc extended universe #wonder woman #dceu wonder woman #wonder women 1984 #wonder woman 3 #chris pine #steve trevor

[liamtheshark7]

on the final

so the final of ghosts I have watched it may times now and got over the shock of it and now I will say what I thought about it now when I first watched it the ending shocked me so much and I was very upset but now o don’t think it was that bad I think that the main problem was pacing because it was paced incredibly bad the last episode in season five the whole thing was that they where deciding to stay now to be fair Alison did say “I can’t” do it was like she knew it would be best but wasn’t ready to leave the ghosts yet but that was not mad clear enough and still should not have been the last episode and then a final where the exact opposite happened I know they had the baby and things changed but they was not showen well enough people say it felt rushed because it did it was all very fast happing and it was not shown enough how much time had passed I think maybe if they had “Last resort” happen at another time in the series or just did not do that the final would have been better it would have made more sense because that ending just felt thrown on us when it was not they just executed it wrong, another thing that added to this feeling like it was thrown on us was Betty’s story now Betty story line was not bad not at all it was quite good it just was not needed to take up that much space in the finel the ghosts Alison and Mike and Mia are more important especially in a finel even if they had the Betty thing one episode and then the next one be they leave and they make more out of that I think if the episode could have been longer it would have been much better, another thing which is a criticism I have for the whole show is that the writers where not careful enough with the characters Julian specifically said something in this episode which he should not have it’s not his character I know exactly why this happened it’s because I heard I think it was Mat say on the podcast that Julian was so fun to write because you just think what’s the worst thing someone could do/say in this situation and they write that which no because there are different types of bad people of bad actions Julian is politician bad and should not have said this it also conterdicts what he was like earlier kitty and Thomas also I felt they messed up with kitty was right back to her jealousy and Thomas still obsessed with Alison now them deciding to let Alison go was the development sort of but it needed to be more I really wish they where more careful with this episode I think they treated it like a regular episode not The Final of the show

notes

1 . Pacing !! Pacing needed to be better

2. Show don’t tell, should have shown more of ghosts in hotel after it was sold should have been more about ghosts in general show the development don’t just tell us about it

3. HATS hats is a thing my youth theatre leader says when we write plays because sometimes we add to many hats before we have our head done see the ghosts story is the head it’s the main story Betty’s thing was a hat there where to many hats which distracted from the main story with the ghosts and Alison

3. Be more careful !!! You have to handle characters with care especially in a finel I don’t think they where careful enough I also thing this could be helped by having all six writers work on the finel not just two as they uselly do I know that’s how they like to do it but it’s a final not a regular episode more care needs to be taken and I don’t think the mistakes with characters would have been made if they all worked on it.

anyway I still liked it despite this

#bbc ghosts #bbc ghosts finel #bbc ghosts captain #bbc ghosts humphrey #bbc ghosts julian #bbc ghosts kitty #bbc ghosts robin #bbc ghosts the captain #bbc ghosts thomas #the captain bbc ghosts #ghosts bbc #ghosts mike #ghosts uk #mary bbc ghosts #ghosts finale #bbc ghosts finale

[storiesofsvu]

A Redemption Earned Ch 30

Heather Dunbar x reader

Pics of the new place they buy together. A nice 4bdr in Sth Chevy Chase nice & close to everyone else.

The next few weeks went by just as smoothly as the previous ones had, Lily hosted a couple of family dinner nights so the hosting wasn’t always on Heather or Rob, and this way Cody was able to show off quite literally everything he owned. He had a couple more sleepovers at Robs, and a few more nights over at either your or Heather’s place. Lily was pretty open and comfortable but was still a tiny bit hesitant about Heather being alone with Cody quite yet always making sure that you were around for the full visit or sleepover too. She said something to you in passing about listening to too many True Crime podcasts, letting it get to her head that something terrible was going to happen to Cody. You also knew she was still friends with some of her old circle, ones that knew the Dunbar’s, had known Jordan, and they were shocked that she was letting anything happen, so you weren’t totally surprised at her hesitance. You made sure to assure her that Heather knew it would take time, and that it was a big step, you added on that things were hectic at your houses right now anyway, it was just easier to go to Rob’s.

Things were even more hectic at your houses (multiple, now three) because you had been approved and gotten the house you and Heat had instantly fallen in love with once you saw in person. It had a unique exterior that you’d both been a little unsure of, but once inside you knew it was the perfect place for the two of you. You’d gotten the important stuff moved over and set up, your bedroom, Cody’s room, and the living room to start with. Some of the kitchen was still in boxes, the second guest room and home office were simply filled with boxes or completely bare, but at least Cody’s playhouse was set up in the backyard and ready for use. You were ever thankful for the movers who were set to come with the rest of your things over the next week and set up the last couple of rooms so you could fully settle into your new home, together.

It was early Friday morning, even a little too early. You’d barely had time for breakfast, grabbing a coffee to go, kissing Heather’s cheek before having to race off to the school. Between all the selling, buying, looking at houses, packing, and now the addition of a child in the house basically every weekend, you’d started to slack with some of your work. Which was not helped by the fact that report card season was fast approaching and you had tests to mark from God knows how long ago on top of making sure that you had the curriculum completed in time. You were at your desk, fresh cup of coffee next to you while you worked through a pile of tests, trying to ignore the yells and shrieks of joy from out on the playground as the kids came in for morning drop off. There was a knock at the door and you didn’t even bother to look up, knowing that basically everyone on staff was as overworked as you were.

“Yeah?”

“Do you have a minute?” Lily’s voice broke through your concentration and you glanced up, letting out a sigh.

“Yeah, course.”

“I uh… I’ve got a work thing today that starts around the normal pick up time and is set to go until about nine, which would be fine, but I just got a call from my regular sitter and she’s out sick, like, super sick.”

“Okay.”

“I know there’s some like, school policy that Cody wouldn’t be able to go home with you, but maybe if Heather could pick him up? I’ve already added her and Rob to the approved pick up list.”

“Yeah that’ll work.” You smiled over a very much needed sip of coffee, “oh… though, Rob’s in a conference this weekend, and I’m on bus duty this afternoon, followed by a staff meeting that probably won’t be done ‘til like, seven?”

“Oh that’s fine.” She waved you off and you raised a brow.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” She smiled, letting out a small laugh “it’s about time isn’t it? I mean, as long as she’s up for it of course.”

“I’m sure she is.” Your hand darted to your phone, quickly shooting off a text, “I don’t think she has any open cases right now and she’s been working mainly from home so she can keep unpacking. If she’s busy, at the very least she can pick him up and I can weasel my way out of that meeting and be with him til she’s done work.”

“Amazing. You guys really are lifesavers, I hope you know that.” She started to turn to leave,

“Hey!” She turned back at your voice, “it’s Friday, he’s got a set up at our place, why don’t you just take the night for yourself? Pick him up tomorrow?”

“Okay, you are officially my favourite of all of Cody’s teachers.” She grinned and you laughed, “thank you. I’ll text in the morning.”

“Sounds great!”

She was gone from your classroom with a small wave, darting back to the office to update who was picking Cody up before she made her way to work. On your end, your phone pinged with a reply from Heather, she was more than happy to pick Cody up and have some Mimi time including dinner and games. You assured her you’d be home in time for a slightly late dessert, and to not worry about leaving you dinner, you could just stop at a drive through on the way home. The bell rang and you silenced your phone, tucking it into a drawer of your desk and returned your attention to your job.

*

Heather made sure to stop and say a brief hi to you while she picked up Cody, surprised at how easy it was to get him off the playground. You assured both of them you’d pick up a fancy dessert on the way home and you could eat it on the couch while you watched a movie, and you’d try your best to be as fast as you could. She asked Cody what he wanted for dinner and he requested mini pizzas with dino nuggets on top a side of tater tots, and if he had to have a vegetable he wanted red peppers on the side. While she had the nuggets and the tots, they did have to make a pit stop at the grocery store for some mini frozen pizzas and a pepper. Heather was pleasantly surprised with how well Cody was behaved and credited Lily’s parenting skills, he kept to himself and didn’t have any sticky fingers leading in to unknown items in the cart when they got to the till. She did however see him eyeing a pack of double fudge stuffed cookies silently so she swiped a package, shooting him a quick wink that he beamed at as she added it to the cart.

They spent a bit of time hanging out in the living room when they first got home, Heather asking him how his week was and he rambled on about school, friends and a couple of playdates. She made sure to clean out his lunchbox so Lily wouldn’t be dealing with it on Saturday. Thanks to Rob being out of town, she had very reluctantly agreed to take Steve for the weekend so Cody had a blast burning off some energy playing t-ball and tag with him out in the backyard and climbing around on the play structure.

Heather wrangled them both inside, feeding Steve first in the hopes he wouldn’t beg too much while they made dinner. Cody did his best to help, pressing the buttons to preheat the oven, traying up the pizzas and nuggets and setting the timer, carefully assembling them when they were ready, even convincing Heather to at least have one slice of pizza with a nugget on top. She made a bargain that they had to eat in the dining room if she was trying his creations and he agreed, even helping her rinse dishes and fill the dishwasher afterwards. They played a few rounds of Snakes and Ladders before Cody asked if he could take Steve for a walk and since the dog needed to go anyways (and was old and small enough she knew it wouldn’t be an issue) Heather agreed.

By the time they got back, Steve was wiped, accepting a bone from Cody before curling up in his dog bed while the other two settled into the couch for a movie. Unsurprisingly, Cody picked Lion King once again, curling up on the couch next to Heather with a couple glasses of chocolate milk.

*

Wrapping things up had taken longer than you’d expected, and traffic ended up being torturous between the school and your house. Then the person buying your tv had been running late, so by the time you’d gotten home it was well past eight. You had your very late fast food dinner in one hand, your bag in the crook of your elbow and a tray of McFlurries in the other as you finally nudged your way in the front door. You could hear Lion King playing on the tv, letting out a huff of a laugh at Cody’s reliable movie choice as you dropped what you didn’t need by the door and kicked off your shoes.

When you rounded the bend into the living room you spotted Heather and Cody on the couch, though, not as you had expected, letting out a little laugh. Heather was propped up against the arm of the couch, out like a light, Cody perched in her lap, attention fully on the movie in front of him, barely noticing you entering the room. Crossing through the room you ducked to press a kiss to Heather’s forehead, Cody’s face finally swinging to face you as his expression lit up and you held a finger to your lips.

“Can we play the inside voices game and let Mimi sleep?” You asked, “she had a long week.”

“Mhmm.” He nodded, eyes widening at the tray of desserts in your hand.

You smiled, passing one off to him before you briefly disappeared into the kitchen to stash the other two in the freezer for later. It wasn’t long after that the movie ended, and Cody admitted it was actually the second time they’d watched it that night. You let out a little chuckle, asking if he was okay to get ready for bed and he bounded up the stairs with you at his heels, making sure his teeth were brushed before reading him a story. You made sure the night light was on in the guest room and wished him sweet dreams before you headed back downstairs.

You tidied up your own takeout mess, along with a couple of other things around the house, giving Steve a scratch behind the ears before you finally turned the tv off. You then perched on the edge of the couch, hand caressing at Heather’s cheek before you leant down to kiss her forehead.

“Hey…” you nudged her softly, “you don’t wanna sleep on the couch, trust me.” She let out a little grumble, her eyes fluttering open before they shot wide with panic, quickly sitting up.

“Oh god!”

“Hey,” you laughed, “don’t worry. I put Cody to bed, he’s upstairs, he was so enthralled with the movie he barely noticed me come in.” You leant toward her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips that she happily accepted, “kid wore you out, hey?”

“I guess so.” She chuckled, “despite it not being that busy at work I guess it was a draining week.”

“Why don’t you head up to bed?” You squeezed at her thigh, “I need a bit of wind down time, but I won’t be long.”

“Yeah.” She smiled, leaning in to kiss you, “thank you. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Not possible.”

**

You barely woke up the next morning when Heather did, as much as she had needed the early night the previous evening, you needed more of a sleep in today. So she pressed a kiss to the top of your head and slid out of the bedroom, quietly closing the door behind her to let you sleep. She wasn’t surprised to find Cody up already, sitting on the couch with SpongeBob on the tv, a juice box in his hands he’d snagged from the fridge. He was still a little sleepy himself, quietly curling into Heather’s side after she’d made coffee and settled on the couch beside him. It held a very nostalgic feeling for Heather, thinking of all those mornings when Rob would whisk Becca off on some adventure and she was left to just have some lazy tv time with Jordan. She couldn’t help but wrap an am around Cody and press a soft kiss to his head, ever thankful that her life had taken the turns it had to lead her right back where she needed.

It was probably an hour or two later when you awoke again, this time to Steve’s barking, though you quickly realized it was Steve’s ‘I’m included too’ barks, laughter and playful shrieks echoing up the stairs. You could hear a quiet playlist in the background, wafting through the house along with the smell of something from the kitchen, all you could really make out at this point was coffee, and something sweet. Reluctantly, you got out of bed, washing your face and brushing your teeth to signify to your brain it was time to start the day before you pocketed your phone and made your way downstairs.

The laughter and noise of Heather and Cody’s voices got louder the further down you got and you rounded the corner into the kitchen where your eyes widened at the sight in front of you.

“We’re making pancakes!” Cody squealed and you let out a tiny laugh, glancing towards Heather.

“I can see that…”

“Sorry sweetheart,” she winced slightly, “I hope we didn’t wake you.”

“It’s fine.” You laughed, moving further into the kitchen as you took in the crime scene.

Rather than just opt for some frozen Eggos, or even a pancake mix, it appeared the decision had been to make them completely from scratch. And to experiment with what could go in them and taste delicious, there were bowls of sprinkles, blueberries, chocolate chips, melted peanut butter, bananas, jars of jelly, chocolate and caramel sauces and of course maple syrup. The island was covered in flour, sugar, a few broken eggshells, drippings of pancake batter, though at least most of that was contained to the griddle. There was chocolate smeared across Cody’s face, and you didn’t even want to think about how sticky his hands were, or how much of a sugar high he was gonna get from this.

“Looks like breakfast is a bit of an adventure?” You asked and he nodded eagerly, carefully pressing M&M’s into a pancake on the griddle.

“I will clean this up myself, I promise.” Heather chuckled softly, leaning in to steal a kiss, her hand resting on your forearm and you let out a little grimace.

“You even realize how sticky you are?” You laughed, “glad you’re having fun…. God Heat it’s in your hair…” You sucked your thumb into your mouth and reached out to attempt to wipe away the chocolate on her temple but you were right, part of it was already stuck into her hair.

“I’ll admit things may have gotten a little out of hand.” She blushed and you chuckled.

“As long as you’re enjoying yourselves.” Smiling you moved passed her to fill up a mug of coffee and wash the sticky off your arm to avoid getting even more messy that fast.

“Ms. Y/n, I’m gonna try one with gummy worms next, you wanna share it?” Cody asked, looking up at you with eager eyes and you laughed over the rim of your coffee.

“How about… you make me a very special one with some blueberries?”

“Okay!” He scrambled over to the bowl of blueberries, bringing it back to beside the griddle as Heather ladled out some more batter onto it. Cody dumped probably far too many blueberries onto it, watching as it cooked until Heather helped him flip it over, praising him on a job well done when it didn’t go flying all over the place.

“Thank you very much.” You smiled, taking the plate from him to add a little bit of syrup before cutting it into pieces to eat. Honestly, it was pretty good, even if it was more blueberry than pancake. As it turned out, the gummy worm one was not good, and got added to the ‘nope’ pile of pancake filling to remember for next time. You’d just refilled your coffee when Cody turned to you again, having watched the way Heather had stolen a brief kiss,

“Ms. Y/n?”

“Yes?” You raised a brow.

“Are you also my gramma?”

You did your best not to scoff as Heather let out a snort of a laugh, trying to hold back more laughter as she glanced over to you and you shot her a glare.

“I…uh… I mean… not by blood. But I guess, I kind of am? But we can just stick with y/n, okay?”

“Okay.” He shrugged, picking up a few gummy worms from the non cooked bowl to much on before turning to Heat, “Mimi can we watch more SpongeBob?”

“Of course.” She smiled, “just wash your hands first.”

Cody leapt down from the stool and raced down the hall to the bathroom and you let out a little laugh,

“Well, thanks for making me a gramma.”

“You’ll get used to it.” She replied with a grin, leaning in to kiss you softly, “and I promise, I will clean the kitchen up after Lily picks him up, don’t you dare lift a finger.”

“Okay.” You let out a small laugh, turning to refill your coffee, “I’ve got some more marking I need to finish by Monday, you think you can handle it on your own?”

“Yes. And I wouldn’t complain if you happened to do it on the patio and kicked the ball around for Steve to burn off some energy?”

“I think that can definitely be arranged.”

**

Halfway through your day of marking and keeping Steve occupied you moved from the back yard to the front to attempt to keep somewhat in the sun. You’d finished a pile of math tests and moved onto book reports when you caught movement out of the corner of your eye, glancing up right as Steve practically launched toward Lily with a friendly bark and a happily wagging tail.

“Hey.” You greeted with a smile, stacking up what you were working on and gathering your things together.

“Hey.” She replied, “have to admit, kinda glad you were out front, the address was a little hard to see.”

“Oh shit, right.” You laughed, “this is your first time at the new place.” You whistled to Steve as you stood, nodding toward the house and he happily trotted along after you after a scratch from Lily, “come on in.”

“Oh it’s gorgeous.” She complimented as she followed you through the house, though she suddenly stalled in her tracks in the doorway to the kitchen, “oh.. oh god… I probably should’ve warned you he can be a bit of a tornado in the kitchen.”

“Don’t worry about it.” You shot her a grin, “I think Heat was responsible for more than half of it, and they had fun.”

“Mom!” Cody’s voice rang through the space and he happily jogged up to her, proudly presenting the macaroni art they’d been working on.

“Hey bud.”

“Quite the creative genius you’ve got here.” Heather commented and Lily laughed,

“Wild imagination for sure.”

Conversation began to flow easily, catching each other up on how the sleepover went and plans for the upcoming week. Lily complimented the house once again, prompting Cody to drag her off on the full tour and she winced once again at the state of the kitchen. Heather assured her the mess was mainly her fault and to not worry about it whatsoever and once Cody had collected his things, they were on their way.

Heather retreated to the dining room to first tidy up the macaroni art, making sure everything found its way to their proper homes before she finally turned to face the kitchen, catching you leaning against the door frame.

“You sure you don’t want help with this?”

“Yes.” She laughed, stepping toward you to press a gentle kiss onto your lips, “I’ll be fine, but maybe we should order takeout for dinner, you could take care of that in a bit?”

“Of course.” You smiled, watching the dreamy look in her eyes as she thought for a moment before turning, her eyes sweeping through the space, “what?” You asked softly.

“I... uh, nothing.” She waved you off, “it’s silly.”

“As silly as putting gummy worms in pancakes?” You raised a brow and she laughed.

“I guess not.” She sighed lightly, “I just, I’ve had more fun in these last couple of weeks getting to spend my days with Cody than in a long time.” She faltered suddenly, “except with you!”

“I know what you mean.” You laughed.

“It’s just nice knowing that we’re not forcing ourselves into his life, that it’s giving Lily some actual alone time, or grown up time, or whatever she wants to do with it time. There’s a lot of days that I wish we could give her even more than that.”

“Well, what’s stopping you?”

“Work, mainly.” She let out another little sigh, “but I haven’t felt that same passion about work that I used to in a long time.”

“When was your last actual case?” You asked and she paused to think.

“Before Jordan’s birthday….”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Which is why… God I can’t even believe I’m saying this, but these past couple of months I’ve been thinking more and more about retiring.”

“Seriously?” Your head tilted, “you were practically married to the job when I met you!” Heather let out a chuckle.

“I didn’t have any other way to spend my time. I hadn’t for a decade.” She shrugged, “I guess it’s kind of just making more sense now. When I first got back they wanted me to start up the firm and get it running smoothly, make sure the respected Dunbar name was attached to it and go from there. I honestly didn’t think I would be staying in Washington. I had zero plans to reach out to Becca or Rob, and never in a million years did I think they would be as willing to give me a second chance as they have…” as she trailed off you could see the slight misting in her eyes, “I was still wary about staying until I met you…”

“Heat…”

“I’m serious. It was never meant to be permanent, and the last thing I actually want to be doing is running a law firm full time without ever taking cases. But even then, I’ve lost a little bit of the passion for the legal field that I used to have. And I think I’d rather just spend time with you, Cody, the rest of my family, that’s the important stuff, right?”

“Sounds like you’ve had some time to really think this through?” You grinned, raising a brow in her direction and she chuckled softly, accepting the kiss you left on her lips.

“I have. After Lily let us in, I stopped taking cases on purpose, guess I wanted to see if I could do it or if it would drive me stir crazy.”

“And?”

“I would be more than happy if I never have to set foot in that firm again.”

“And it’s not like you have to worry about money.” You teased and she scoffed with an eye roll.

“I don’t.” She took a breath before glancing up at you, “what do you think?”

“I think…” you stepped toward her, looping your arms around her shoulders, “that if you want to be a stay at home gramma, that’s perfectly fine with me.” You grinned when she scowled at the use of the word ‘gramma’, but she still smiled, leaning in to kiss you again. “I mean it Heat, you should do what makes you happy, and I’m sure Lily would love having more hours where she can rely on you. You could go down to like, part time or something first, make sure they’ll stay afloat without you and then fully retire.”

“I’m sure they will but that’s probably the best idea.” She pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek, “thank you. Now, I’m sure you’ve still got marking to do, let me take care of this damn kitchen.”

“Good luck.” You teased, squeezing at her hand before you disappeared into the dining room.

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[wellthatwasaletdown]

This is a long read. I apologize in advance for having so much to say.

Anyways, I read the article and the audio right before it was pulled. The nanny said she had never seen Jason act like that before in the 3 years she worked for them. And when nanny said she was afraid, she was referring to losing her job.

Also, I don’t see any mention of this - Jason saying he was going to call the police. Him recording Olivia all the time after and also having his sister be witness tells me that he didn’t think anyone would believe him how Olivia was and what she was doing.

As we’ve seen, she’s very good at twisting words. She lies easily and has no hesitation making herself look like the victim at the hands of Jason, Harry’s fans, people who don’t like her being older than clown, people who hate women, and Shia and Flo, etc. I added Flo because I think Olivia saw her as a threat so she started the rumors to make Flo look like she was jealous of Olivia and she’s the unprofessional one for judging HO. There’s also deux moi patting herself on the back that Harry/Flo was first mentioned on her podcast but no one noticed. Who could the source of the rumor be, I wonder. 👀

The nanny low key said Olivia walks around all smug and smiling because she truly isn’t bothered by anything. When the nanny reached out to her, Olivia was so blasé and uninterested. How many times have we seen her just ghost until things cool down and then it’s back to smiley pap walks like nothing happened.

Olivia’s brazenness at using the excuse of the hotel not allowing kids. Yeah, she was going to do anything to be with Harry. She wasn’t going to let anyone or anything interrupt their HO times.

Please know that I do not, in any way , condone abuse. If it’s proven that Jason was abusing Olivia then I will come back here and admit I was wrong about him. That being said, the one occasion of the nanny witnessing Jason having a mental breakdown is one moment in time and does not speak to the entirety of his and Olivia’s relationship. Jason’s world was destroyed that night.

Even if he suspected something, Olivia confirming she was fucking Harry and all her future salads belonged to him, must’ve been a huge shock to Jason for him to act out of pocket. People calling him an abuser for that one time, act like if it was them, they would have discussed things calmly over tea and scones. That they wouldn’t feel hurt, anger, rage, betrayal. I’d guess these are the same people who act like getting cheated and cheating on your partner is a normal and regular part of their daily schedule.

And if Olivia was truly scared, why leave her kids with Jason? Why continue to leave the kids with him? Why not bring it up in the custody case? She said she felt he was threatening her and she practically called him a monster. She made herself look like a hero for staying calm when she got served papers she was trying to avoid. But in the two years since she left Jason, she didn’t produce evidence of anything that would have would have given her the slam dunk win. She would have got the public completely on her side and she’d be on every magazine and talk show talking about her bravery.

She has both the financial and emotional resources to leave him and take their kids at anytime. She has friends who’ll back her up and make the thinly veiled accusations for her. And we know that if she had any evidence on anyone, she wouldn’t hesitate to use it to make her look better. She’s proven she’s the one who goes for the jugular and initiates the attacks. But somehow, people still give her the benefit of the doubt despite her track record of continuously lying and gaslighting, even now.

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#harry styles #olivia wilde #jason sudeikis

[supercalloutfragilistic]

Artist who drew kids being molested raped his own child

https://timeline.com/chester-molester-dwaine-tinsley-ce8f3cb025a4

https://archive.ph/WB7Ym

When the ‘Chester the Molester’ artist got arrested for molesting, why was anyone surprised?

It seemed that there was nothing that could shock Hustler readers anymore. Larry Flynt, the magazine’s publisher, was the “the sultan of smut” who rejoiced in pushing every Puritanical button this country had. One cover once infamously depicted a woman being run through a meat grinder alongside the words “We will no longer hang women up like pieces of meat.”

Hustler once dubbed feminist Andrea Dworkin a “shit-squeezing sphincter.” Nothing was out of bounds: shit, farts, assholes, you name it. As Laura Kipnis explained in her book on pornography, Bound and Gagged, “From its inception, Hustler made it its mission to disturb and unsettle its readers.” But one column provoked in a way that Flynt hadn’t intended.

The “Chester the Molester” cartoon first appeared in Hustler’s pages in 1976. The origin of the term many of us grew up using jokingly, the strip starred Chester, a beefy middle-aged man shown in various pedophilic acts — concealing his genitals in a hot dog bun while offering it to a child or, in a twist on the famous Coppertone sunscreen logo, Chester tugged at a little girl’s bathing suit with his teeth.

Then in 1989, the cartoon’s creator, Dwaine B. Tinsley, was arrested. Art, it appeared, had imitated life. His 18-year-old daughter said he had been raping her for years. Like the purloined letter, it seemed that Tinsley was hiding in plain sight.

Tinsley’s case had many wondering about the culture of a place that had promoted this man. Upon hearing the news, one of her father’s colleagues remarked, “I’d do her,” then added, “Not if I was her dad.” The daughter reported that many of the scenes depicted in Tinsley’s strip were directly drawn from things he had done to her. What if these drawings had been used as a means of psychological damage on his victim? This was more than a free speech case — if true, Tinsley had committed a crime — but the cartoons were inextricably bound up in the crime.

The only lengthy treatment of the case is the book, Most Outrageous, by Bob Levin. As Levin explains, “Veronica’s” story went like this: Tinsley’s sexual abuse began at a hotel when she was 11. Then, when she was 13, she moved in with her father to escape her abusive mother and that was when Tinsley began having sex with her two to five times a week for five years. In May of 1989, at the urging of a boyfriend when she was 18, she reported the abuse.

He was convicted, then another judge reversed the conviction on appeal. Tinsley could have been retried, but the judge dropped the charges at the request of the prosecutor. The prosecutor said of Veronica, “She has struggled over the years to overcome the personal problems that resulted from her abuse and does not want to have them brought up again.”

Information from:

https://www.worstfootforwardpodcast.com/podcast/ep-204-worlds-worst-comic-paul-savage/

At 37:40:

So you'd imagine, obviously, that if you accidentally employed a pedophile you would be like "Eugh, sorry about that, we're really sorry that we've employed a pedophile, we will take out his pedophilic cartoon from the magazine, we want nothing to do with this at all."

Yeah.

What Hustler actually did was continue to employ him and regularly had his comics posted from his jail cell to the magazine.

Example comics, censored by us:

#callout #trigger warning #hustler #feminism

[currentlyprocrastinating]

did another thing (*･▽･*)

it's pretty much just an introspectic version of the more narrative/detailed chapter(s) I wrote for Squirrel & Saeran's story :3

It revolves around their first meeting and lightly touches on some of Squirrel's issues, but this is mostly light-hearted ^^

Warnings: harsh swearing (but like once)

Pairing: Squirrel x Ray

Word Count: 2298

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Safety was always a priority to Squirrel. Her mother taught her all sorts of safety, and her job made it second nature. Anytime a stranger stopped to speak with her, whether it was someone who got a little lost or an employee at a café, she would scan them and deem them not a threat or be wary or leave ASAP just as their first words to her were leaving their lips. In daily life, it wasn't exactly the tool it was on the job, but she had found it proved useful regardless. She had never encountered an entity or hostile force targetting her, but there had been... strange people, and her internalized radar helped her dodge their bullets.

She had learned to trust her gut when it came to people. Too many past occasions had proven that. So, she was cautious. She was a planner, too, although she liked the shake-up of spontaneity when it didn't interfere with important things. But for big projects or traveling? She took her time and made sure to be overprepared, such as extra clothes in her suitcase or a backup catsitter.

Which was why her decision to follow the words of a complete stranger — a man, at that — shocked all of her friends. Especially when she sheepishly added that she had agreed to assist in a confidential, semi-long-term project. ...And, well... she let him send her a pick-up car in order to travel to a secondary location — one she wasn't allowed to know the details on, even when standing inside the building.

Flavors of "Are you insane?!" blew up her phone when she recounted the story the next morning.

Truth be told, she shocked herself, too. But she wasn't too hasty, she told herself. She had returned to her apartment, made new arrangements for a catsitter for two weeks (knowing she could extend that time if necessary), extended her time off work by another week, and packed her large suitcase, good enough for a couple weeks.

A couple weeks, he had said, maybe a month.

And she had slipped into that backseat and put on that blindfold knowing that, if things went south, she could make it out on her own. She was good at that kind of thing, after all.

But she was giving this all a chance. She was trusting her gut with this guy (and his cute voice), and it hadn't failed her before.

The car ride was long and kind of boring. The driver didn't talk, and she didn't try to make conversation. She passed the time with podcasts and (keeping one earbud out — just to be safe).

When they arrived, and her door opened, his voice rang out, clearer than over the phone, filled with a confidence that whispered, I know what I want, and a high level of politeness for someone who spoke informally from the start. He gave his name: Ray, a beautiful name. And he asked to take her hand so she wouldn't hurt herself stepping out of the car.

Feeling a little fuzzy in her chest, she blindly reached her hand out.

Smooth leather-like fabric (oddly-shaped gloves, she concluded) and warm skin. But not a natural warmth, no — a nervous warmth, potentially clammy, yet dry like he had just wiped his palms on his pants.

A small smile graced her lips. If Ray really was nervous, he was doing an excellent job at hiding it.

He held her hand like it was reverent, like it was glass — and still, his grip was firm as he helped her out of the car. He didn't let go when she stood on solid ground, and she struggled, for a moment, to focus on his words. Her heart was beating a little bit faster than she was used to, the back of her neck felt hot and prickly, and her throat was kind of tight.

Squirrel didn't really know what to make of this bodily response, but it was... nice, in a strange way.

Then, he was leading her inside, two others trailing them with her luggage. (She felt bad for bringing so much — a suitcase, a duffel bag, and the small bag she carried everywhere — but she couldn't help being overprepared.)

He asked her to keep the blindfold on due to confidentiality, and she complied without complaint. Neither of them spoke for the first few minutes of their walk. She tried to pick a conversation starter, if only to take her mind off of how perfect his hand felt in hers, but she came up empty each time.

He was the one to break the silence, finally, expressing his gratitude for her cooperation. Just out of curiosity, she asked what he would've done if she refused this offer.

He was silent for a beat or two, and she swore she heard his breath stutter, and maybe that twitch of his finger wasn't exactly coincidental.

But it was fleeting: little ticks that only a mind programmed like hers would think to notice. Besides, Ray's reply was reasonable, Squirrel thought:

"Well... I don't really want to think about it. We could have delayed the release date. Or it could've been a disaster... Nobody knows."

When they reached her room, the other two people dropped off her luggage and departed without a word. The door shut, clicking into place.

It was just her and Ray, now. And her heart hadn't calmed down since the start. She swore it skipped a beat when she heard his subtle, shaky exhale.

His hand slipped from hers, and she found herself missing it (feeling the tingling of the phantom sensation, as if his fingers were still pressed into her skin).

"I'll remove your mask," she heard him say. He slipped behind her, almost dead silent, and his deft fingers were quick to untie the knot. The blindfold left her view, giving her a few moments to take in the room before her. Quite an impressive and spacious room, although rather... pink. But no matter. She wouldn't bite the hand feeding her.

And then Ray stepped into view, the sweetest smile on his radiant face, sweet like ice cream, and his voice, oh, it was just as smooth: "Hi! First time seeing each other face-to-face, isn't it?"

She lost her words. She was gaping — lips parted, eyes wide, and boy, did her face feel hot. And her neck and ears... and her chest and... Her skin buzzed with this warmth, her hands shook with it.

She wasn't sure she'd ever seen someone so... ethereal. Even though he looked a little scrawny and the dark bags under his eyes told her he needed better sleep... Evidently nothing, she thought, could undermine his beauty. His white hair was a bit fluffy — perhaps a bleach job gone awry — yet there was a clear attempt to tame it. Baby pink streaks broke through the white here and there and tipped the ends. His fair face was soft yet defined... a young, baby-ish look to it, despite his slightly hollowed cheeks. He looked her age, for sure, maybe a year or two older.

And his eyes. The way the sunlight gleamed in them, they sparkled like two pure, mint blue gemstones.

He was a head taller than her, too.

He shifted his feet, pushed out a small chuckle, and she snapped to reality, warm with panicked embarrassment.

"Uh— y-you're just, ah, stunning—!"

He looked surprised, geniunely, his cheeks turning pink.

"I- I would, uh, hah, uh, um... H-how do I pursue you first?" Squirrel grinned — nervous, timid, feeling like a complete fool, with her bright red face and her cheesy drop of a line.

Why did I say that? Are we trying to flirt now?? Since when??

His surprise melted away, and he laughed — a gentle, breezy laugh. Her heart did backflips. She found her hand pressing to her chest as if that would settle it.

"Me?" He offered the world another taste of his pure, warm laughter — something the world didn't deserve. He was too good for this world — her mind settled on the thought in a heartbeat. "But I'm not a character in the game!" A chuckle caught on his final word.

She let out a timid giggle, trying not to bash herself too hard for her dumb one-liner. Her eyes darted to Ray's face (it was hard not to be drawn back to his glowing features and addicting smile).

...Addicting? Uh oh.

And she caught the way he was looking at her. She struggled to put her finger on everything happening behind those intense eyes. A hint of triumph, she swore; vague contentment. A twinge of darkness around the edges, washed out by... pure adoration.

Her face grew hot again.

No, no, she was surely reading him wrong.

And yet their eyes clung to each other, and she watched as something new entered his. It was... a feeling within her, more than anything. Like his mind was placing a cage around her, like his thoughts were locked solely onto her. Like he might just reach out, if they kept staring like this, and... touch her face...

It was gone in an instant. She felt whiplashed by his sudden bright smile, his cheery tone (a gentle brand of cheery), the innocent pink on his cheeks: "Anyway, you like my looks, Squirrel? That makes me feel good!"

She felt like she was catching her breath from running a mile straight. Somehow, she didn't lose his words to the whirlwind in her mind. Somehow, she managed decent replies. Somehow, at the very end, when she had mostly recovered (with her racing heart as the exception), she let herself slip up again — this time, without all the nervous stuttering.

He asked if she had any more questions about the game, and it simply... fell off her tongue.

"No, but... really, how do I pursue you, Ray-ssi?"

Another stupid, bashful grin crossed her warming face.

And his gentle, angelic laugh filled the air once more.

"Me? Ah... Though I'm not a character inside the game... I've always dreamed of someone who's a good listener to what I say. My voice is quite small... Most people don't seem to listen very well."

I'll listen to every word you say...

Shhh!!! Stop!

He dropped the topic just like that, finalizing with a few more words about the game, and then he was gone, drifting away like a cool breeze.

Leaving her alone in the middle of an empty room — alone to reflect on her stupidity.

"What the fuck, me?" she hissed, pushing a hand through her hair. Her heart was still beating erratically.

What is this?? What's happening? Why was I such an idiot back there? I never say stuff like that!!

I guess today's a day for firsts.

Gaahhh...

Crush~, whispered a tiny voice in the back of her mind.

Yes, she could easily hear Haeun and the rest of her friends teasing her for that very thing. But there was no way she had a crush on him. She just met him! No amount of good looks or high charisma had affected her like this before, so why would they now? She wasn't easily swayed by strangers like this...!

Is... is he a rifter? Maybe his power is, is charm or something!

But I'd know! That's a high-level power; I can sense those!

You have a crush, girl.

"No, I don't!" she blurted, tugging at her hair. Her heart wouldn't stop; her face was still hot. "He, he— I-I- I ju-just..." She groaned, half-heartedly swung a kick at her suitcase, and paced away. "There's no way... There's no way! He's just, um... um..."

Really cute? Super handsome? Has a lovely voice?

...She gave her head a furious shake. "No, no, that's... There's something wrong with me. That must be it! Why is my heart still beating?!"

Because you need it to live, idiot.

"Like this, I mean! It...!"

She stopped pacing, shut her eyes, and took a deep breath. One, two, three, four... Release... She repeated the cycle a few times, then opened her eyes.

"Okay..." she mumbled. "We're okay."

...Do you remember the way his eyes sparkled? How soft his face looked? Don't you wanna just run your hands through his hair? Poke his cheeks?

He looks unhealthy. Wouldn't it be nice to be the one to help him get healthier?

"Stop, stop, stop," tumbled out as she shook her head. "Don't go there; you barely know the guy!"

The way he looked at me... It was strange but... Wasn't it so nice? And warm? And comfy? Like being wrapped in a blanket, like finding your place. Like being found.

You were found. We were found. Didn't he say that? He'd been waiting for me...

She snapped out of it with another shake of her head. "No, no, that look was... familiar."

Very. Don't you think?

Look in the mirror sometimes, and then you'll find it.

She grew quiet.

There was no way... Was there?

Her heart was beating the same way. Her mental capture of him floated around the back of her mind.

And she remembered those eyes. That triumph. That darkness. That adoration. That last one — like he was locking her down.

It... did feel kind of warm...

We could... lock...

She shooed away the thought before it could fully form, then shook away the rest with an airy laugh. "Nah, I'm just overthinking all this," she told herself, told the air, told the world. "It's just... He's really attractive, that's all. I was caught off guard, that's all!"

She scoffed lightheartedly, flipping her phone in her clammy hand.

"A crush. Please. Me? An immediate crush? Me? That's not gonna happen." She shook her head in mild amusement at her little freak-out, shoved away all those concerns, and focused on her phone to start the game.

The game that he chose her to test.

She would give it her all.

#:) #mystic messenger #mysme #saeran choi #ray #mysme ray #squirrel x saeran #squirrel bakken #cmc #saeran choi x cmc #cmc x saeran choi #my cmc #my writing #my fanfiction #my fanfic #417 does a thing for once #mystic messenger fanfiction #mysme fanfiction #mysme fanfic #mystic messenger fanfic #august 2022 #mysme-rifters au #original character #saeran choi fanfiction #saerrel

[90363462]

Kanye West Compares Himself To Emmett Till In Shocking IG Rant Directed At Jewish Super-Agent Ari Emanuel

Kanye West has a new target: Ari Emanuel.

The businessman and agent, who was integral to the 2009 Hollywood agency mega-merger that joined the powerful William Morris Agency with Endeavor Talent Agency to create WME — and was the inspiration for Ari Gold on Entourage — is the focus of Ye’s latest Instagram rant. And while the message itself is very pointed, it’s a picture Ye included with the IG rant that really has the world shocked.

Related: Kanye West Could Be Facing A Serious Financial Crisis Within ‘Months’!

On Sunday afternoon, the Hurricane rapper took to IG to post a long message directed at the Endeavor CEO, who is Jewish. While Kanye did not address Ari’s heritage directly, some of his statements were suspiciously antisemitic all the same.

In the IG post, Kim Kardashian‘s ex claimed Emanuel’s influence in the entertainment world is causing Ye’s “economic lynching,” “digital lynching,” and “bankrupting my social credit score.” Ye addressed Emanuel directly in the post, but consistently misspelled his last name by adding a second “m” to it.

The rapper opened by writing:

“Can you find a place for the Donda Academy kids to go to school that’s properly zoned for a school? I got about 60 children that have no place to be as they look to transfer. They tried to dismantle our basketball team. Those boys are being penalized without reason. Even professional athletes were threatened by their owners to disassociate. This is what modern post social media #Blackmirror warfare looks like… the children are not even off limits”

Children being taken out of an unaccredited, overly expensive school run by an antisemitic bully is the problem? Yeah, OK…

Ye went on from there, referencing Emanuel not by his Jewish faith, but as a “business” person, using quotes:

“You tried to bankrupt adidas and me at the same time. You tried to destroy my life after all the money I’ve made for the ‘business’ people. At least as I burn to the stake in front of the whole world… // everyone now knows who they need to really be afraid of. And now eeeeveryone knows how much power you ‘Business’ people actually have.”

Hmmm…

Yeah, not hard to figure out what Ye is throwing down here. The Jesus Walks performer also insinuated Emanuel is supposedly behind “forcing” George Floyd‘s family to sue him for prior comments the rapper made on a recent Drink Champs podcast:

“Forcing Roxie to to sue me for 252 million after I gave her family 2 million. Only a truly powerful ‘business’ person could have thought of that and sent her to do this. To everyone in the world! // Take me as an example of what will happen if you show any frustration. Your frustration does not matter! We declare today the day when no human is allowed to be human. Please note that I have never physically hurt anyone.”

Next, Ye chose to address Ari’s older brother Rahm Emanuel— the former Mayor of Chicago who also served as Barack Obama‘s chief of staff during his presidential administration. Kanye wrote:

“So… Ari Emmanuel: Better yet, let me ask your BIG brother Rahm Emmanuel // Former Mayor of Chicago. Rahm… You’re a very powerful ‘Business’ person // Here I am…The once richest black man in the world asking the very person who is destroying me to at least help these Children… ‘Hurt meeeeeeee but please masa don’t hurt da chirren masa'”

Oof…

Again with the “business” in quotes. Guess he hasn’t learned the whole dog whistle thing as well as his pals Tucker Carlsonand Elon Musk yet. The Life of Pablo artist concluded:

“We bus underprivileged kids in from all over and they love it at Donda Academy. I see and understand just how powerful you are, but even the mighty Pharoah was no match for the power of GOD. At times like this… and at all times… I trust my Jesus. The KING of Israel.”

We love how he’s acting like the man is shutting down a public school — and not a $15k tuition private business. That wasn’t all, though.

Related: Kanye Compares Losing Deal With Adidas & Public Backlash To George Floyd’s Death

Along with the message, Ye shared a shocking old picture of Emmett Till — the Black teenager who was infamously abducted and lynched in segregationist Mississippi in 1955. The photo was of Till’s deceased body following his horrific murder.

Ugh.

In the “see why” link clicked through from the middle of that warning, the company’s message read:

“We use technology or a review team to identify content that should be covered. This post doesn’t go against our Community Standards, but may contain images that some people might find upsetting. We cover sensitive or potentially graphic content so people can choose whether to see it.”

As of Monday morning, the post is still up on Ye’s page. It is obviously extremely NSFW and awful with the photo of Till’s deceased body. But if you choose to do so, you can see it HERE.

So terrible…

[Image via ABC 7 Chicago/YouTube/Recode/YouTube]

Sent from my iPhone

[ace-but-not-a-pilot]

HI I hope your week/ day picks up I wanted to send you an ask but I was really sure what I wanted to say so I made a list of a bunch of silly little things I love that you should defintelt try some of them if u haven’t

- The Secret to Life album by Fizz

- Apple crisp which is a time commitment I get it but there are some microwave recipes you can try and I would def recommend adding cranberries and topping with ice cream <3

- Hot chocolate : just a packet of mix (or you can use cocoa powder+sugar mix you can find ratio online) cinnamon and a dash just a dash of red pepper

- Mega 👏 mango 👏

- ^my fave band rn

- also regular mango ??? But that’s hard to find rn

- IDing local insects (plants, fungi, birds, etc) on iNat and if I don’t know enough doing research on distinctions between similar species

- Spending some time outside and then taking a hot shower which I don’t think you’re supposed to do bc the temperatures shock your senses or whatever but nothing feels better after a day of work than a hot shower

- Literally just buttered toast there’s nothing more healing than some buttered toast sometimes you gotta imagine you’re a shepherd in the alps for the full effect but damn

- Might as well make another slice of toast and put peanut butter on it too bc yk protein or whateve

- Listening to welcome to night vale and yes I know there’s 200+ episodes it’s a big deal but all the other diction podcasts take themselves so seriously someone times you gotta listen to the silly radio guy worry about his crushes’ new haircut yk

- Did u know this is off topic but like an animal i love did u know that a pangolin’s tongue attaches BEHIND ITS LUNGS like wtf dude why s it so long

- That poem Fog by Carl Sandberg

- Also this poem: 44th Birthday Evening, at Harris’s by Ted Berrigan

- Making mixtape CDs except idk your irl so you should hmu with your music taste so I ca make you a playlist instead

Uhhhhh that’s all I got for now I did like … material things and content not like .:.. the sunset on the prairie or whatever . Much love take care of yourself <3

You are amazing. I might not be great at expressing gratitude, but thank you. Even though I cannot do most of the food ones due to being stuck without a kitchen atm, the mere thought of you typing this up is such an important light for me right now. Thank you <3

#mutuals <3 #friends <333 #thank you for the ask. Genuinely thank you <3

[paradisetemporarilymisplaced]

So I was being a basic bitch the other day and listening to my true crime podcasts when it occurred to me just how suspicious Nile’s “death” would look to everyone not in the Guard, leading me to a train of thought that, 2200 words later, absolutely got away from me but I can’t let go so I’m inflicting it on all of you!

To set the stage, we know the movie takes place over approximately a week. Here’s what happens to Nile from the military’s point of view:

She dies is very seriously injured

She heals without a scratch

Just before she’s supposed to be shipped out to Germany, she vanishes, leaving two men concussed (and presumably reporting being knocked out by a woman with short hair wearing civilian clothes)

She goes AWOL for several days

They get word from the CIA that she is to be reported killed in action (details unclear)

So, at the beginning of this very weird week, the USMC has to tell Nile’s family of her death critical injury. What her family was told depends on how long she was dead – a Google search tells me that family will be notified in person within 8 hours of a soldier’s death, but we don’t know how long her first death lasted. For an injury, however, they’d get a phone call to notify them and the unit would arrange for them to visit as soon as the soldier is transferred out of a combat zone. Like I remember when I was in high school, a guy from my church who was a Marine was really seriously injured in a helicopter crash in Iraq and from what I could tell, his parents were told immediately and were flown out to Germany to see him, so it stands to reason that Nile’s family would have been informed relatively quickly after her throat was slashed, one way or another.

And then, she goes AWOL. Her family would be notified while the USMC tried to figure out where she went, not least because the military would want to know if she’s contacted them. (And it’s possible that her family may have been on the way to Germany to see her since we know that’s where she was supposed to go!) So for several days:

Nile’s mom and brother have no idea where she is

They know she was seriously injured and most certainly should not have been moving around on her own

They can’t get a hold of her

The military can’t tell them anything

And the next thing they know for sure is that she was “killed in action.” After being injured and vanishing into thin air. And they presumably cannot produce her body or any concrete evidence of her death. In any case, something sketchy is going on, so they’re like. SMELLS LIKE A MILITARY COVERUP.

In a surprise to probably no one, there is a well-documented legacy of mysterious US military deaths, particularly of women of color (TW for sexual assault in these links). The cases of LaVena Johnson and Vanessa Guillenin particular have made national news because of their families’ persistence in seeking justice. Likewise, Nile is a Black woman, and her mom and brother are most certainly hypercognizant of (a) state violence against Black people and (b) these high-profile cases of suspicious military deaths. So her family are seriously side-eyeing the situation, knowing that (a) the military has a serious incentive (and a documented history) of covering up things that make them look bad and (b) nothing about Nile’s disappearance and supposed death are adding up.

And Andy’s right. Nile does come from warriors. And you know who else does? Her brother.

Don’t get me wrong. Nile’s mom would absolutely not back down. She’d know something was up and want to get to the bottom of it. But based on what I know about Gen X parents (mine), they’re not the most technologically savvy. Like they can use the internet, but they didn’t grow up with it the way we young millennials and Gen Z did. So Nile’s brother takes the lead. And what do zillennials do best?

Social media.

Nile’s brother starts going hard on any site he can, trying to get the word out to see if anyone knows what happened to his sister. He starts a Reddit thread. He starts a Facebook group. He reaches out to the media and true crime bloggers and podcasters à la Sarah Turney, getting loud and being a general nuisance in hopes of getting some answers. He gets his friends and Nile’s friends involved. Maybe eventually Dizzy, Jay, and others from Nile’s unit hear about it and reach out, telling him what they saw and how weird it all was. He’s drumming up interest, and soon “Nile Freeman” becomes a household name (at least among the true crime fans).

Copley is, of course, trying his best, but at this point there is just so much that it’s impossible for him to scrub everything. Sure, he can erase new footage of Nile and the Guard, but what can he do about Reddit threads and podcast episodes that are speculating something weird has happened? Maybe he could hack the sites and shut those things down, but honestly, that’s the last thing he’d want to do, because that only adds weight to the theory that Nile’s disappearance is a military coverup. So eventually he has to tell Andy what’s going on.

Andy, obviously, does not take the news well. However, she is also completely computer illiterate, because that’s Booker’s job and he’s the only one who ever bothered to learn what the internet is in any meaningful way. (She probably calls Booker for advice, and for the record, I think Booker would have no qualms about shutting down conspiracy threads, tinhats be damned, but Copley is too concerned about the consequences. He’s ex-CIA for crying out loud, he knows how it’ll look if they scrub every mention of Nile’s name from the internet.) Maybe she confers with Joe and Nicky but, let’s be honest, they’d be equally unhelpful. So at this point, she knows they have to bring in Nile.

But the thing about Nile is that she, too, knows how to use the internet (duh). Aside from her being a young millennial/digital native, we know from the cave scene where she’s giving Booker suggestions on how to track Copley that she clearly is even more computer savvy than the average person. And for that reason she almost definitely took over the day-to-day tech stuff after Booker’s exile. So I think it would be foolish to expect her to be unaware of what’s happening. She’s not contacting her family or posting on the message boards or anything, but she knows what’s up. So Copley and the team probably sit her down to “break the news,” but we know the girl does not have a poker face (see: literally shooting herself in the foot and not being able to play it cool whatsoever) and cracks immediately, telling them she’s seen everything about her case – she’s not interacting with any of it, she certainly didn’t instigate anything, but she knows. (And she is so goddamn proud of her brother.)

At this point, I’d like to pause and consider Nile’s role in the overall narrative of this movie. She’s set up as a foil to Andy, obviously, but she’s also a foil to Booker. Booker, who, like Andy, is a serious pessimist, but who, unlike Andy, still has very fresh memories and trauma associated with being the new kid, which have destroyed him. In his mind (and Andy’s), if Nile communicates with her family, she’ll become just like him in a century or two – bitter, alone, and stuck with her grief and memories of watching her family die and knowing they died resenting her. It’s a small sample size, but this is the only experience they have to go off of.

But it doesn’t have to be like that.

There’s been a lot of discussion of TOG being a fundamentally queer movie – a group of people brought together because of something inherent about themselves that is different, that must be hidden, that causes others to hate, fear, and reject them. Booker’s backstory is the archetypal traumatic “coming out” story – his family learns who he is, hate him for it, and attempt to cast him out of their lives. He’s stuck with his trauma, his pain, his loss, and it consumes him.

But what if Nile’s family would be the opposite? What if her “coming out” to them as immortal is met with acceptance, love, celebration? What if her family is just overjoyed to have her back, and they don’t care what the circumstances are? I'm reminded of this incredible post from @shitty-old-guard-deaths a while back, where Nile’s mother hits Booker with a frying pan because “my baby let me believe she was dead for FIVE YEARS based on your bad advice???” (which may or may not have inspired this whole tangent). Nile takes the advice of someone who did the same thing she wants to do because she doesn’t want to risk her family’s rejection. She wants the good memories with her family and is afraid that showing them her true self will bring her unbearable pain, forever replacing those memories. But, with high risk comes high reward.

Anyway. Nile and the team are trying to come up with a plan for how to handle this whole thing, but she’s not really participating because she’s too afraid to hope. Until finally, quickly, so she doesn’t lose her nerve, she suggests she reach out to them, knowing that, realistically, that’s the only solution before things snowball even further out of control. The team is shocked, but realize that she has a point. They decide that Copley should actually be the first point of contact, posing as a US government official to talk with them and test the waters.

So Copley goes to Nile’s family’s house to talk with her mom and brother. They’re probably distrustful and apprehensive, but nonetheless secretly ecstatic that their work has paid off. They talk and review all of the information that they’ve collected, including testimonials from the people on Nile’s base and recent sightings (along with photos) of Nile (with the same three people) over the last few years that people have sent them but they haven’t posted publicly. At this point, Copley’s like, yeah this is about to blow up, we gotta put our cards on the table. He convinces them to come with him to some safe house/black site/whatever he can get that is technologically impenetrable (I’m picturing them in like, an interrogation room at a police station kind of deal), takes their phones, locks the doors, and brings in Nile.

What follows is the most delightful reunion scene of all time, bringing Joe, Nicky, and even Andy to tears as they watch and listen from outside the room. With Copley’s help, Nile tells her mom and brother about her immortality and what’s been going on since she died (within reason, of course), and they are thrilled. They don’t understand why (because no one does) but they don’t question it and they see it as a gift from God – she’s been resurrected, she will live, and she has a purpose. Her mother and brother are so happy to see her again and are willing to agree with pretty much anything to stay in her life as long as they can.

So. They set up some complicated agreement (they bring in the other three for support/intimidation as needed) setting the terms of their relationship. They swear Nile’s family to secrecy, maybe bringing up the lab to show how high the stakes are, and they readily agree. They come up with some cover story for Nile’s brother to share on the message boards (maybe that the government has opened an investigation but because it’s an open case he has to shut it all down? Tells people to direct their tips somewhere else? Something to that effect). There’s still speculation, of course, but without Nile’s brother at the helm providing the energy, the hype dies down as news stories are wont to do without any movement. And Nile’s family goes to work for the team. The experience has taught them that Copley can’t possibly do everything himself, especially when it comes to social media, so Nile’s brother takes the lead on the day-to-day tracking/social media while Copley and her mom focus on finding jobs and scrubbing their traces afterward.

So there you have it: Nile gets to integrate her biological family into her found family and spend the rest of their lives with them as it should be, Copley gets some badly needed help managing the reality of social media, the team finally has a positive narrative surrounding outsiders Knowing About Them AND about interacting with people from their previous life, and the audience gets the happy ending to this very lovely and very queer story to counteract the pain associated with Booker’s family.

Plus, you know, I’m a sucker for both a good government conspiracy theory and for Nile getting every good thing she deserves.

#the old guard #tog #tog fanfiction #tog meta #immortal family #nile freeman #mine #damn look at me contributing to a fandom! that’s new #pls reblog if you like this my self esteem could really use it #I just love nile so much and I’m being the nile-centric content I want to see in the world #it is just genuinely nuts to think abt how this situation would be perceived by anyone outside the narrative #she just mysteriously heals from a fatal injury and then VANISHES!!! this should be national fuckin news #also I do think there’s a major hole in the story when you think abt social media #like the only time it’s even hinted at is right at the very beginning when Andy erases that girl’s selfie #and the concept of fuckin Reddit is not even brought up despite Copley’s stalker board being analog Reddit #there’s just a lot of places one could go with this which is very much what we got here #1k

[kimistorm]

Did you just ask me out on live stream? [Yang Jeongin]

Fandom: Stray Kids

Pairing: [Jeongin x GN! Reader]

Warnings: none!

Requested by: @stupendousfriendcalzonehands Thanks for the request! Let me know what you think~

Prompts: "After how many ½ inches does it become a date?” “Did you say you knew how to do this?”

It started as a bet. You and Jeongin couldn’t keep up a weekly podcast for more than 2 months. The way Han phrased it, you could just do it on YouTube and in your dorms, but no, you were fueled by spite and somehow convinced your professor to allow you, Jeongin, and Hyunjin to live stream from the university’s audio studio.

Two months later and you had a small following, so you just continued. Much to Han’s shock.

“On to the final part of the show,” you spoke into your microphone as you scrolled through the outline, “answering your questions!” you let out a snort, “I don’t know why you guys keep asking us for advice. The other day Jeongin tried to joust Seungmin with an icicle.”

“And I won!” your partner declared gleefully with a wide grin.

“Mmm, debatable,” you teased, much to Jeongin’s chagrin, effectively wiping his face of the smile. “He only claims he won because Seungmin’s icicle broke first.”

“Yeah! That’s how it works!”

“But he hit you with it before you broke it!”

Jeongin threw his arms up in frustration, “this isn’t fencing!” From beyond the glass, you saw Hyunjin shaking his head in tired resignation as the two of you deviated from the script yet again and couldn’t help but giggle. “Deal with it Hyunjin,” Jeongin whispered into the mic when he saw what you were giggling at, causing your laughs to escalate. Hyunjin glared at the two of you and Jeongin put his hands up in surrender, “okay okay, actually onto the questions now. Which were chosen by our dear Hyunjin," he mocked with faux sincerity before an evil grin grew on his face, "so if this becomes boring blame him.”

Hyunjin looked like he was going to enter the recording booth and whack the two of you over the head with the rolled-up outline in his hand as his mouth was open in a muffled yell.

“Before Hyunjin takes us off the air, let’s answer some of your questions!” for the third time you tried to continue with what you were supposed to be doing. “This one’s from John. Hey (y/n) and Jeongin! There’s someone who I really like and I want to ask them out on a date. We’ve been getting dinner together, but I don’t think either of us really classify it as a date. It’s mostly been under the pretense of ‘I’m starving, you’re here, let’s go.’ How can I make that leap into asking them on a date versus a friendly get-together? Thanks for the help!” there was a pause of silence as the two of you tried to think of a response, “no offense John, but you’re asking the wrong people. I’ve never been on a date,” you side-eyed Hyunjin for him letting this question pass, “and Jeongin-”

“I’ve been in the same position.”

“What?” you shrieked and the three of you winced as you heard your loud voice through your headphones.

“Warning for headphone users.” Your dark-haired friend mumbled under his breath and took off his headphones to rub at his ear.

“Hold up, when was this?” you looked at Jeongin in bewilderment. The two of you were best friends, and this was a new development for you. You had never heard of Jeongin crushing after someone. Granted, you had only known each other for about 3 years, since the two of you started university, but with the number of late-night ramblings and how often the two of you are together, it could’ve come up.

Jeongin merely shrugged. “I totally understand you, John, it’s difficult, but here’s what I did.” You nodded your head to allow Jeongin to continue, seeing as you had no way to help. “It’s hard to tell from your letter, but how close are the two of you? I got closer and closer to the person who I liked. It developed from ‘hey you’re in the same class as me,’ to something more. It became late-night shenanigans, staying up late talking about anything and everything, watching movies, and of course, doing homework together. Though, to be real, we suck at doing homework when we’re together.” He added with a laugh.

There was a pleasant smile on his face as he reminisced this person, he looked genuinely at peace, and it surprised you. Whoever this person was, they made a big impact on Jeongin’s life. It was strange that you never heard of this person, besides, Jeongin seemed to have had some closure with this person. Did it end badly? Is that why you never knew of this enigma? But he looked so happy? It kind of hurt. This person was so pivotal in his life and yet he hid it all from you. Maybe you weren’t as close as you thought. “Half inch by half inch, we became closer.” There was a definitive look on his face as he gave a nod, seemingly happy with his answer.

You, on the other hand, were a little more unconvinced. That couldn’t be the end of the story. Maybe you were a little more miffed because this was news to you, or maybe the reporter in you was finally coming out and wanting to know the conclusion. Either way, there was a bit of an edge to your voice as you asked, “okay, so after how many ½ inches does it become a date?” you turned the conversation back to John’s question, “John seems to already be friends, he just wants to take this person on a date.”

Jeongin let out a scoff and rolled his eyes at you, “it’s not linear.”

There was a pause and when it seemed like Jeongin wasn’t going to speak up again, you continued your dubious proddings, “did you say you knew how to do this?” there was an offended shout from Jeongin and he kicked you from under the table to elicit a startled yelp from you.

“I hope none of our listeners are using headphones.” Jeongin shook his head in empathy, “because my ears burn.”

“You’re the one who kicked me!”

Jeongin childishly stuck his tongue out at you, “things will work out John. I’m sure the more you get to know them the more things will fall into place.” He reassured, though you weren’t feeling reassured, and you figured John probably wasn’t either.

“Did you ever ask your person out on a date?” you asked, still wanting to get closure for your story, seeing as Jeongin wasn’t keen on providing it.

His face reddened and you resisted the urge to crow teasingly at him, “not yet.” He mumbled into the mic, but it was loud enough for you to hear with your headphones.

You leaned back in your chair to get away from the mic and let out a screech, “you don’t know what you’re talking about either!”

“You were just going to write off John’s letter! I couldn’t let you do that.” He protested with his face still red and his gaze averted.

“Ask them out John!” you took matters into your hands seeing as Jeongin was clumsier with love than you were. Hyunjin sure picked the wrong question this time. “There’s no time like the present. Don’t twist one of your normal dinners into a date, specifically plan it. Ask them if they want to go on a date at some other time than what the two of you normally do. The worst that could happen is they say no.”

“That’s mortifying! I could never do that!” the aghast look on Jeongin’s face did little to make you feel guilty.

“That’s why you never asked out your person on a date.” The hurt look that fell on his face did though. “Oh no, I’m sorry.” The chaotic atmosphere that filled the recording booth stilled and you went over to hug your friend, “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“No, you’re right.” He continued in a quiet voice, “I guess I got too scared to do anything, so I decided things were perfectly all right the way they were, even if I wish it was different.”

You smoothed his hair down absentmindedly from your awkward standing position and his sitting position, “relationships are scary. I think you, and John, are valid to be scared.”

“But you’re also right, there’s no time like the present.”

You let out a quiet laugh, “and in the end, neither of us was able to help John.”

“Maybe this will,” you pulled away from Jeongin in confusion so you could look at his face. There was a nervous look settled on his face and he refused to look anywhere close to you, “do you want to go on a date later?”

Your jaw probably dropped comically as you looked at him in bewilderment, “wait-are you-did you-?” did he ask what you think he did? Did he just ask you out? On-air? Was that buzzing in your ear from your headphones? Was this a setup from Hyunjin? Was Jeongin John? Somehow, even as your mind was racing a hundred miles a minute, the terrified look on Jeongin’s face was able to clear through the mess and register in your mind. You took a deep breath to stop your word vomit, “yeah.” You smiled, “let’s go on a date. Maybe a dinner date?”

The terrified look immediately washed away and was replaced with a relieved look, “that sounds great.”

Hyunjin’s yelling was so loud that the two of you could faintly hear him screaming, “finally!”

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Context bonus: "After how many ½ inches does it become a date?” One of my female friends was trying to describe to one of my male friends dating, but none of us know how to date.

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