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laura hale: darling, dearest, dead

welcome to where i care way too much about teen wolf in the year 2023.

i have no shame.

i've been working on this meta for a few weeks now and it’s definitely grown past its original scope. at first, i just wanted to do a deep dive into the weirdness around laura’s death but of course that expanded as i sat down and hashed out my thoughts.

@renninflight 's tags on one of my posts really gave me the push for this because i've apparently just been waiting for the opportunity to talk about the mysterious murder of laura hale

shoutout also to my teen wolf buddy and tumblr mutual of forever @dear-massacre our teen wolf talks definitely helped, probably wormed their way in here and this wouldn’t have existed without you.

laura's death is the core mystery of the first season and i’ve always been intrigued by the circumstances surrounding it.

i’m definitely not the first to question the circumstances surrounding laura’s death but i’m going to put on my tinfoil conspiracy theory hat and discuss the events just prior to wolf moon and how laura hale haunts me the narrative.

buckle up buttercups this is long.

just to get this out of the way immediately, i need you to understand that teen wolf's plots and timeline were apparently written on a soggy napkin found crumbled up under the seat cushion of jeff davis's couch. season 1's story is the most cohesive but there wasn't a show bible for a long time, which explains its loose relationship with keeping consistent canon. this post on the teen wolf wiki from september 2013 says explicitly that some assistant was tasked with writing one. this would've placed it after 3a had aired but before 3b did. 

while i won’t be digging into the teen wolf timeline here, i will be working from my own understanding of it.

a lot of teen wolf is left to implication, inference and subtext as we the audience are locked into scott mccall's point of view and his knowledge of what's happening. this allows for scott to be ignorant about the world he unwittingly and unwillingly enters so that information can be doled out at a steady drip and the mysteries heightened.

that said, onwards to what has become my teen wolf magnum opus.

introduction: the dead girl

laura hale is the ultimate dead girl trope in teen wolf which is a show littered with the corpses of dead girls. it makes sense of course when you know she is the narrative sister of laura palmer of twin peaks fame. 

unlike laura palmer though, laura hale never gets to tell her story. she is dead before the show begins.her corpse is treated cavalierly by scott and stiles, desecrated by the argents and stripped of her personhood.

interestingly, david lynch’s daughter jennifer lynch not only a authored a spin off novel for twin peaks told from laura palmer’s perspective called the secret diary of laura palmer but also directed four episodes of teen wolf (silverfinger, i.e.d, perishable and codominance). 

it's a cool connection.

i like this quote from esquire about laura palmer and the creation of the dead girl trope:

“we don't see laura with any control over her circumstances. we meet her after she's been wrapped in a plastic bag and left to rot, which essentially leaves her narrative and legacy to be largely determined by those who are investigating her. we don't learn about laura through laura—we learn about laura by piecing together what she left behind.” 

laura hale’s murder also invokes a visual similarity to a real life beautiful dead girl as well.

elizabeth short.

elizabeth short is known to history as the black dahlia. her naked, posed, and bisected corpse was discovered in a vacant lot in january 1947. she was 22 years old. 

when betty bersinger discovered elizabeth that morning she thought she’d stumbled upon a mannequin. in a way, she had. the person elizabeth short was is often lost amongst the sensationalized headlines, salacious gossip and speculation surrounding her case. instead, she has become the perfect, posable victim unable to tell her own story.

elizabeth short is the template for all the dead girls in modern media. 

what makes laura hale different though is how she’s a non-character within teen wolf despite her death’s significance as the unpreventable, fixed event within the show’s universe.

laura hale has the most in common with the other dead beautiful girls erica reyes and paige krasikeva. each of them killed before their full potential could be realized their ghosts left to haunt the narrative.

as i said earlier though, the circumstances surrounding her death have always intrigued me. i’ve always believed there was a sort of convergence of events happening prior to wolf moon that led to the inciting incident of laura hale's murder. 

we’re even told this throughout the show if you’re paying attention. 

one of the things i always wished we’d gotten from teen wolf was more information about not just laura herself but what exactly she knew prior to her death but we can infer quite a bit. 

let’s take a look at what we do know.

a history lesson: drinking poison from the same vine

to understand what happened to laura hale when she was killed we have to step back and look at what happened before the first scenes of the show. 

in particular we have to take a look at peter hale, the argents and the alpha pack. this means revisiting visionary among some other relevant episodes.

visionary is probably one of if not the most central lore episode within the series and it also gives us a glimpse of both talia and laura hale while they were still alive.

laura herself is more of an afterthought in this episode as she's never named on screen. 

so what does visionary tell us about laura?

it tells us that she was already in a leadership position within the hale pack by this time and is clearly put forth as talia's natural, intended successor due to her very presence at the summit. it also tells us kali, ennis and deucalion knew laura hale personally even if it was a fleeting acquaintance. 

in the finer details of the episode we learn a few other things such as talia, laura and peter were all aware of the threat of the argents. we learn one of ennis’s betas was killed in retaliation for killing two hunters. the death of the beta seems very cruel and unusual as we learn that he was shot through the throat, his claws were ripped out and he was cut in half. 

the last point in particular is notable as there’s only one hunter we know of that cuts werewolves in half. 

gerard argent.

motel california is just a few episodes prior to visionary where it’s revealed that alexander argent killed himself in 1977 at the glen capri motel after being bitten. gerard claims it was deucalion that bit his brother which is how he justifies his actions in visionary.

is it the full truth? doubtful. maybe alexander argent was bitten by deucalion and maybe he wasn’t but gerard seems to believe he was and that is what matters. 

belief in the teen wolf universe is a real, tangible concept but it’s incredibly important to the narrative conceit of this episode. gerard and peter are both unreliable narrators who purposefully minimize their roles in the stories they tell. maybe they even believe their own lies to a degree.

what we know as the audience as it’s proven multiple times throughout the series is that gerard rejects the idea of peace and is known for being brutal and cruel in his methods. 

visionary also goes a long way to illustrate that peter hale has always been, you know, Like That. he skulks around the story even in his own version of events where he’s trying to minimize his own role in paige’s death.

i believe that the non-existence of laura in his story except for a throwaway mention about how laura told derek about the packs being in town is two fold. one, peter was jealous of laura’s position in the pack and two, his guilt over killing her. 

peter’s guilt is an interesting thing because he is first and foremost all about the survival of peter hale but he does care about those he perceives as his. for him, killing laura was something he regretted but was necessary so that peter could gain the alpha power. 

laura was a sacrifice. 

another thing about visionary is the absence of peter and talia’s relationship but who else would’ve told her about derek and what happened? talia isn’t surprised when she finds derek in the cellar. 

over the course of the show we do not get a lot about talia and peter’s relationship which is a thing that keeps me up at night but i don’t think it’s too far of a leap to conclude that talia knew her brother’s nature and probably saw it as useful in it’s own way so long as she was the one holding the leash. the way peter advises derek is probably not too far off from how he advised talia. 

there’s a tiny glimpse of this in season 4’s monstrous.

meredith walker is subjected to peter’s inner ravings while he’s comatose as they somehow connected mental frequencies.

there’s parts in there about how he’ll be a vengeful god and remake the supernatural of beacon hills in his own image and blah blah blah it all tracks for peter but the parts about talia are interesting not only because it gives us a glimpse into how peter perceived talia but also because he specifically name drops the argents as the threat. 

is it the full truth? no. peter subscribes to the from-a-certain-point-of-view version of the truth and we have to remember this is peter just after the fire. he’s comatose, horrifically injured and on some level he’s aware that most of his family is now deceased.

what looking at this gives us is peter’s perspective and what he latched onto post-fire thus creating the peter we meet.

“i predicted this. i told talia this was going to happen. something like this was going to happen. i said they were going to come for us. the argents. they’re going to come for us. they’re gonna burn us to the ground. they’re going to burn us to the ground. did she listen? of course not. did anyone listen? they listened to her. yes! say that everything was going to be fine. that we were all perfectly safe. but she made us weak! she made us weak. and what happens to the weakest in the herd? they get picked off by the predators. we used to be the apex predators. until talia turned us into sheep.”     

there is another key point about talia and peter that i think cannot be overlooked. the removal of memories. she took the memory of the nemeton’s location from both him and derek after their experiences there and she also took the memory of his tryst with corrine that resulted in malia’s birth. 

i think what these things together tell us is that peter hale is vengeful and resentful but not just towards the argents but also talia but talia is beyond his reach. laura isn’t.

the last player that needs to be examined is the alpha pack. visionary gives us a version of events of why deucalion is the way he is and it ends with him killing his beta marco absorbing his power. this in itself isn’t actually all that interesting as this was the foregone conclusion. 

when you combine it with what jennifer tells derek in the overlooked though it was just a few months after this she is attacked by kali at the base of the nemeton, which means the creation of the alpha pack was already underway mere weeks after deucalion is blinded by gerard.

we know talia hale was aware of what happened to deucalion along with gerard argent’s involvement so it would also stand to reason she would then be aware of the creation of the alpha pack. i cannot imagine it would escape her notice that both ennis and kali’s packs were decimated by their alphas and then they joined with deucalion. that seems like a cataclysmic event that’d get through the supernatural grapevine quickly. 

if talia knew then so did laura as she was like i said clearly talia’s successor.

the mysterious death of laura hale part I: who cut laura in half?

let’s revisit the scene of the crime to examine the absolutely hinky circumstances surrounding laura's death and what the hell was happening in the woods the night scott was bitten by peter.

if i learned anything from gil grissom the first piece of evidence is the body. this is how we and scott meet laura hale.

i don’t think it’s speculation to say that peter hale killed laura but it was gerard argent who cut her in half. 

in the season 2 opening episode omega we meet gerard argent and learn of his propensity to use a broadsword to cut werewolves in half but it is chris that gives scott the warning.

chris: "scott do you know what a hemicorporectomy is?"

scott: "i have a feeling i don't want to."

chris: "a medical term for amputating somebody at the waist. cutting them in half. takes a tremendous amount of strength to cut through tissue and bone like that."

this foreshadows what happens to the omega at the end of the episode but it reminds the viewer that we’ve already seen a corpse like that.

it may be a drop in the bucket compared to all the trauma scott has experienced since that night but i don’t think laura’s severed corpse is a sight he’s forgotten. which is what i believe argent is counting on here.

he knows what his father did. 

he’s intimidating scott as much as he’s warning him not just about lydia but also about his father’s impending arrival and what gerard is capable of. 

by this point chris knows kate broke the code by killing the hales in such a gruesome fashion but what does kate say when chris confronts her in code breaker?

chris: “i know what you did.”

kate: “i did what i was told to do.”

gee, i wonder who gave kate the carte blanche on killing the hales? i bet he also used paige’s death as a way to manipulate her as we see him do with allison. he was in town after all when paige was attacked by ennis and subsequently died. it's not a stretch to believe that a seasoned hunter like gerard would be able to spot a supernatural death cover up via animal attack.

the argents talk a big game about their women being leaders but gerard is the puppet master tugging on kate’s strings just like he did allison’s in season 2. this doesn’t minimize kate’s own sociopathy. kate can be a victim and a perpetrator.

we know from visionary that the argents have been known to operate around the beacon hills area to hunt but they don’t live there until chris and his family move there just prior to wolf moon.

i think we can infer that gerard ordered chris to move to beacon hills in response to laura hale being back in the area for the first time since the fire and i don’t think he aimed to just keep an eye on her.

there’s another overlooked aspect as to why gerard would be very interested in laura hale. he wants to cure his cancer via the bite. in fact, i wouldn’t be surprised if he would have offered her kate in exchange for the bite. 

sure, it’s speculative, but i think there are enough pieces to support it as a working theory.

unlike peter there is never a confession from gerard about his part in the crime so why am i certain he did it?

let’s go back to the body for a moment.

while there’s a lot of gore, most of the blood is on laura herself. 

there’s a significant lack of blood either around or underneath laura. with the amount of trauma we can see on her body there should be a bloody mess but there isn’t.

also notice how her arms are splayed out. it’s like she was dropped there.

she also doesn’t appear to be all that decayed so she’s still pretty, uh, fresh.

so again why do i believe gerard cut her in half if peter killed her?

not only can we infer in the subtext from the conversation chris has with scott in omega but looking at the cut on laura’s body it is too clean to be from being ripped in half by an animal or a werecreature. 

however, a person with a sharp, heavy sword with the know-how that we know does this? seems a bit more plausible doesn’t it?

also kate literally tells us that hunters did it. she doesn’t name gerard but she informs derek in the tell: 

“yes, your sister was severed into pieces and used as bait to catch you. unpleasant, and frankly a little too texas chainsaw massacre for my taste, but quite true. but here’s the part that’s really going to kick you in the balls. we didn’t kill her.”

neither the audience nor derek know if kate can be believed. i don’t think she’s lying here. she’s taunting but not lying.

why lie when she knows how badly this knowledge will hurt derek?

she goes on to add:

“found bite marks on your sister’s body derek. what do you think did that? a mountain lion?”

this i believe was a fib. were there bite marks? possibly, but more likely from savangers than peter taking a bite out of laura.

also the fact that laura’s lower half was found by joggers probably means it was visible from a path which gives some credibility to the idea that the hunter's strew laura’s corpse around the preserve. they wanted it to be found.

not only would two pieces be less heavy than a whole body but it just shows how they don’t care. laura isn’t a person to them. she’s vermin, she’s subhuman, she’s not worthy of respect. 

she’s no better than bait to other werewolves to them. 

they leave laura to rot.

notice how kate never refers to laura by name instead calling her “your sister” to derek. kate lured derek out with insults towards laura but this one is the greatest of them all. kate is refusing laura hale’s personhood.

the final reason i don’t believe peter tore laura in half is we’ve seen how peter kills. claws from behind are consistent with how he goes at derek at the end of heart monitor and jackson in master plan or throat slashing which we see in the tell with the video store clerk, kate in code breaker and jennifer in lunar eclipse. 

or he mauls them viscerally like we see with the mute in the benefactor.

a creature of habit he calls himself.

in none of peter’s kills either as alpha or as a beta does he tear someone in half.

while peter hale is a dramatic king and doesn’t mind getting his hands bloody, i think he’d be offended if someone accused him of tearing laura in half. 

the mysterious death of laura hale II: why does peter kill laura?

speaking of peter, why did he kill laura?

the obvious answer is for the alpha power so he could fully heal..he says as much in wolf’s bane.

peter: “yes, becoming an alpha, taking that from laura pushed me over a plateau in the healing process.”

but with peter hale nothing is ever so simple. there’s always layers.

in alpha pact, peter gives derek this speech when he’s winding derek up about how to heal cora:

“you know, normal wolves never abandon an injured member of the pack. they care for it. they even bring it food from a kill and then regurgitate it into the mouth of the injured wolf. they even give it physical and emotional comfort by intensely grooming it. in a way they can do more than just ease pain. they can be instrumental in healing their own."

as i mentioned earlier, i think peter not only holds a lot of resentment towards talia for what he perceived as inaction but also towards laura.

after the fire, laura did what cora says in visionary they were taught to do when hunters find them.

cora: "waiting. hiding. that's what we're told to do when the hunters find us. hide and heal."

in all the trauma and grief, laura did the only thing that she could reasonably do in response to such a horrific tragedy. she packed up her little brother who she’d suddenly become the guardian of and put an entire continent between them and beacon hills.

in doing so she left behind peter. i don’t blame her for leaving beacon hills. she was reacting to the threat of the hunters by trying to protect what little was left of her family and herself.

you have to put on your own oxygen mask before you can help others.

however, in leaving peter behind he was left to not only slowly go mad but he was also left vulnerable.

peter may have felt laura not only abandoned him as a member of the pack but abdicated her right to be the alpha.

derek tells scott in riddled:

“my family didn’t just live in beacon hills.they protected it.”

laura left beacon hills unprotected and she left peter alone. 

peter killed laura for the alpha power he always saw as rightfully his so he could heal and do the job he felt talia and laura were both too weak to do. 

while peter killed laura his culpability does come into question. 

in co-captain he performs the memory sharing ritual with scott which gives us a small glimpse of peter’s memories in the moments before laura’s death.

laura enters the scene looking around as if she hears something and then laura calls out his name in question. when peter turns he doesn’t look like a man in control with his eyes rolling, mouth agape. 

his actions look autonomous. peter the man is not at the wheel. 

if we take what peter says in wolf’s bane at face value about how he was being driven by pure instinct then we can surmise that the wolf was in control and acted on impulse and peter’s deepest thoughts and desires. 

the same ones we hear peter raving and ranting at meredith in monstrous. 

vengeance. 

i think the truth seems to be somewhere in the middle. 

peter often downplays his own involvement as a manipulation tactic. so while he lacked inhibition, killing laura for the alpha power was premeditated as we know his nurse was acting on his behalf. i do wonder though if laura’s body hadn’t been severed by hunters would peter have resurrected her? 

what’s a little murder between family members, you know? 

the mysterious death of laura hale III: the conspiracy

there are two conspiracies in season 1.

the conspiracy to kill the hales and the conspiracy to lure laura hale back to beacon hills.

about three months before her death laura was sent the picture of the revenge spiral on the deer which brought her back to beacon hills. to the territory she had left unattended for six years. in pack mentality, derek says that laura came back to beacon hills looking for the alpha and that she told him she was close to figuring something out about the fire. 

luring laura back to beacon hills wasn’t just about killing her. that was the endgame, but first peter needed her to do the leg work in finding the conspirators that set the fire.

the conspiracy itself hinges on one person since peter was still unable to do all of it himself due to him still recovering and we know nothing about her.

nurse jennifer plagues me. her motivations for helping peter were never given. she’s merely a tool to help peter enact his revenge.

all we have are theories and i have found precious few in my searches through old meta.

the most popular theory and i use that word loosely is that she was jennifer blake sowing the seeds for her eventual return to take on the alpha pack. i’ve considered this one and i think a skilled writer could make it work, but within the context we’re given i don’t think so. 

i do believe jennifer blake definitely scouted out beacon hills just as the alpha pack did but i don’t think she and nurse jennifer are one in the same. besides, we do see nurse jennifer’s corpse in code breaker. 

another theory i came across was that she’s a banshee compelled in the same way lydia was by peter. again because we have such little information there’s enough room for it to be possible but i doubt it. 

the conclusion i have come to about nurse jennifer is that she’s someone like dr. fenris and brunski from eichen house. while we do not learn about eichen house until season 3b dr fenris is introduced in wolf’s bane and is in the search for a cure. 

mostly, i think she’s simply a reference to nurse ratched from one flew over the cuckoo’s nest. her nurse's uniform is even anachronistic. 

but what was nurse jennifer’s role in the conspiracy?

she is the one who sent the picture of the deer spiral to laura hale to spur her to come back to beacon hills. nurse jennifer is also the one who sent allison the text to come to the school during night school. like laura, nurse jennifer did a lot of footwork for peter to make his plans work and it’s a damn shame we’ll never know why.

the mysterious death of laura hale iv:  the fixed point

laura’s death is what i think of as a fixed point in the universe of teen wolf. the idea of which is something i shamelessly took from doctor who.

in doctor who a fixed point is considered a lynchpin of the structure of ordered history. they cannot be altered as any attempts to do so would unravel linear time. 

laura hale’s death is that fixed point. it was unavoidable, unpreventable. poor laura hale doomed by the narrative.

in the events surrounding the murder of laura hale there are two more players i haven’t really discussed. they exist on the periphery but are no less important. 

doctor alan deaton and the nemeton.

cora says this in visionary:

"they keep us connected to humanity but they're a secret even within the pack. sometimes only the alpha knows who the emissary is. derek and i had no idea about deaton."

as talia’s successor laura would’ve had to know who their pack’s emissary was.

this is confirmed in fury when deaton not only insults derek to his face but reveals that he made a promise to talia to help her children and derek recalls laura mentioning deaton indirectly as some kind of advisor. 

i say indirectly because if laura had told derek explicitly that deaton was someone who could help and advise than he wouldn’t have suspected him as the alpha in season 1. 

did laura see deaton at all during her time in beacon hills? i would say it’s probable but i get the impression laura played her cards close to her chest. deaton was very unnerved by what was happening and with laura’s death probably concerned for his own wellbeing. 

deaton doesn’t reveal himself to derek because he has no idea if derek’s the one who killed laura or not. there’s no established relationship between the two for trust to go either way. 

truly the greatest villain of teen wolf is miscommunication, but i digress.

now here comes the part where i put on my tin foil conspiracy theory hat. i believe laura was killed near or at the nemeton. 

an unintended and unacknowledged sacrifice.

peter may not have consciously remembered its location, but who's to say it didn’t draw him there. 

we know from jennifer’s speech in the overlooked that the nemeton had a small spark of power from paige’s death. it was enough power to keep her alive after kali left her for dead so it isn’t difficult to believe it could’ve drawn peter to it as well. 

we know gerard knows its location despite what he tells allison about him not remembering. i don’t believe that geriatric bastard anymore than i believe peter as peter is able to find the nemeton easy enough because he shows up to kill jennifer there.

now, i have zero proof of this. it’s all speculation from vibes and what we see in lunar eclipse but considering laura’s body was moved from wherever she originally died and was severed it’s possible. 

it’s easy to imagine a scenario where laura finds peter at the nemeton where he kills her and leaves her body where it fell. later, gerard and his hunters discover her corpse and in frustration and anger at his plan falling through, gerard decides to use laura as bait for either the werewolf that killed her, derek or whatever other werewolves come along. waste not, want not after all. 

either way an alpha’s blood is spilled there giving the nemeton just a little bit more power. 

in lunar eclipse allison, scott and stiles perform a proxy ritual sacrifice to find out the location of the nemeton so they can rescue their parents. it’s successful, but only because the nemeton allows them to know its location. 

in revealing itself to them it chooses them as its champions and.it’s magic takes them back to the night scott was bitten, to the fixed point in the teen wolf universe. 

laura hale’s death.

haunting the narrative: laura hale’s uneasy ghost

“and so, the woman dies. the woman dies so the man can be sad about it. the woman dies so the man can suffer. she dies to give him a destiny. dies so he can fall to the dark side. dies so he can lament her death. as he stands there, brimming with grief, brimming with life, the woman lies there in silence.”

by aoko matsuda, translated by polly barton

once the first season comes to a close and laura hale’s murder is solved she is no longer mentioned save a few precious times, but the ghost of laura lingers. 

laura haunts the narrative.

derek has forgiven many transgressions against himself and his person but he will never forgive peter for laura’s murder. her death underscores every single one of their interactions.

laura’s the specter that hangs between cora and derek. cora loses her sister twice and derek’s words “sorry to disappoint you” only speak to how he feels he cannot live up to the ghost of not only his mother but also laura.

this, however, is not the only way laura remains in the narrative. they allude to her in other ways. 

in anchors scott reprises the scene from wolf moon where he tells stiles they’re going to go out into the woods to find a dead body but in a reverse uno of wolf moon though, scott is able to save the naked hale girl in the woods and bring her back to her family.

at the beginning of party guessed, lydia has one of her banshee visions. if you pay attention you can catch a girl in the bleachers that doesn’t quite belong. in fact, she’s crying out distressed and frightened.

that girl is laura hale. 

while uncredited the actress looks a lot like haley roe murphy who played laura in the first season and the necklace around her neck has a red pendant that alludes to her alpha status.

lydia sees an echo of laura hale as a warning.

i like this shot in second chance at first line when scott is at the morgue. he pulls out the drawer containing laura's lower half and the pov for the shot is almost like laura is watching despite her upper half not being there.

the very last time we see laura’s body is after stiles and scott dig it up. 

from this new perspective, laura’s stare has gone from vacant to accusatory.

it’s a jump scare, the transition from laura as a wolf to laura as human. it’s meant to freak stiles and scott out and confuse them. 

what it’s always said to me though is how dare you.

whether or not it was intentional (and let’s be real this is teen wolf so it’s probably half and half if we’re being generous)  the murder of laura remains one of the most intriguing incidents on teen wolf and her being one of the most untapped characters.

i said earlier i wanted to know what laura knew before her death. what had she uncovered about the fire? had she learned about cora being alive? did she know about kate and derek?

the answer is that it doesn’t matter. It no longer matters because laura died. we can never know what she knew. 

in teen wolf it doesn’t matter because laura is a non-character while being the most important character of them all.

laura hale is the beautiful dead girl.

she is the inciting incident, the fixed point, the name unsaid and the spirit unexercised.

“an anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young-- a dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.”  lenore by edgar allen poe

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I’ve tried doing starters for new followers in the past and it just never ended up well. They tend to get repetitive after a while and more often than not are lost on the dash. However, I will respond to any starters I am tagged in.

I am always open to plotting. Always. So if you have an idea (or even 11% of an idea), drop by my askbox and we’ll hash it out.

RESPONSE TIME

I run several other rp blogs (in multiple fandoms), so if I don’t reply right away, chances are I am logged in to one of them. I swear I am not ignoring you. Promise.

If it’s been a week or more, feel free to poke me. That way we know it’s just me being slow and not tumblr eating notices.

MUSE PORTRAYALS

While Hally is a new addition this time around, Elbie is a character I first played on LiveJournal way back in 2012. I then brought her over to tumblr where she had two different iterations. I am now rebooting her for a third time (and adding Hally...making this a multi).

Obviously OC children are not everyone’s cup of tea; I am not going to force anyone to interact with Elbie. Or Hally, really, despite her being a canon muse. However, if you do choose to give the two of them a chance, you might just find yourself becoming my new best friend.

A lot of the girls' siblings/friends are leftovers from my LJ days and all of them are negotiable/changeable/open to other people playing them. So please, feel free to approach me and ask.

Also, please do not take anything my babies say IC personally.

SHIPPING

This blog will be multi-verse and multi-ship.

I will ship Elbie and Hally with almost anyone, provided there is chemistry, of course. Though I am unashamedly obsessed with the whole best friends to lovers trope and so do have a soft spot for Elbie x Sheldon's Son (who until now I've been calling Jordan).

TRIGGERS/NSFW

This blog may contain triggering material. All posts containing such material will be tagged appropriately with anything explicit being placed behind a read more.

ANON HATE

Will not be tolerated. Pure and simple.

#rules

[tricksters-captain]

Bucky Barnes imagines - Don’t Flatter Yourself, Doll

AN: I hope you enjoy something a little different 

Summary: You and Bucky have always clashed. After a mission goes wrong things get heated between you two. 

Pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader, Sam xPlatonic!Reader

Word Count: 1,787

Warnings: ANGST, strong language, some violence, Smut, hate sex, unprotected sex, no foreplay, choking

“You’re really gonna storm off like that and say it’s my fault!?” Bucky scoffed at you as he tried to catch up to you. 

“It was completely your fault! If you hadn't gotten in my way then––” 

“––If I hadn’t gotten in your way?!” Bucky threw his leather jacket down on his seat as you separated in the aircraft. “If you had stuck to the plan and did what you were supposed to do we wouldn’t be leaving empty handed.”

“If I had stuck to the plan you would be roadkill right now.” You snapped back at him as you unarmed yourself. “Perhaps that would’ve been better because at least then I wouldn’t have to deal with your miserable ass and constant staring!”  

“Oh please!” Bucky huffed. “If I wasn’t around to constantly save you from one bad guy or another you'd be dead right now.” 

“Save me?!” The words made your head spin round to glare at Bucky. “That’s rich, Buck. If I recall you’re the one who always needs saving whether it was Steve or now Sam!” 

“Sam doesn’t save me!” Bucky’s nostrils flared as he strode towards you. You stood your ground, folding your arms across your chest as you stared up at the man. 

“Oh yeah? Just last week Sam had to tackle you from a speeding truck because a little girl beat you down.” You reminded him of the incident with the flagsmashers. 

“They were super soldiers!” Bucky argued, “And if I remember correctly you were thrown from the same truck.”

“Will you two quit it?!” Sam entered the aircraft finally, folding in his wings as he glowered at the both of you. “It’s both your faults we are in this mess.” 

“But he––!”

“––Shut it, (Y/n)! You know I normally agree with you rather than white panther over there–”

“–White Wolf–”

“–But you messed up. We were this close to finally getting somewhere and you both let it slip away.” Sam didn’t want to hear another argument from either of you so climbed up to the cockpit of the aircraft to get away from you both. 

“See, even your best bud said you were the one who ruined this for us.” Bucky threw his hand up in the direction of the ladder. 

“Shut the hell up, Bucky!” You dropped your arms as your anger jumped out. 

“Not so tough now you haven’t got Sam on your side.” Bucky didn’t stop. 

“I don’t need anyone on my side. He said that you fucked it up too. This just proves that if you weren’t here, the mission would’ve worked out the way it was supposed to.” You growled as you turned away from the man. 

“God you’re so infuriating!” Bucky gripped hold of your upper arm and tugged you around so you would face him. 

“Take your hand off me.” You said in a low voice, warning him. 

“Or what?” Bucky only tightened his grip. 

You shrugged before sending your fist into the man’s jaw.

Bucky stumbled back, chuckling harshly before he finally snapped. 

He surged forward, taking hold of both your arms and slamming you against the wall behind you. 

You stared straight into his eyes. Your chest heaving up and down as you tried to stay calm under his grip. 

“You really think fighting me is going to make this better?” Bucky asked through gritted teeth. 

“No but it’ll sure as hell make me feel better.” You retorted. 

Bucky smirked, sticking his tongue out of his lips as he looked away from you for a moment. 

“I should’ve just left you in the water.” Bucky’s words cut you deeper when you realised what he meant. 

Bucky had pulled both you and Steve from the water that day years ago when the Helicarriers crashed. 

“Well, the only reason I didn’t kill you when I had the chance was because of Steve.” You spat back. “But he isn't here anymore.”

“Like you’d ever have a chance––”Bucky looked back in your eyes and you took that moment to lift your feet and send them into the man’s stomach, pushing him off you. 

Bucky stumbled back, groaning at the impact of the kick in his stomach. 

You went past him, heading towards the ladder when Bucky grabbed your shoulder to keep you there. You staggered backwards at the strength of the pull but knelt down swiftly to swipe your legs under Bucky, sending him to the floor. 

Before you could even lift your foot to continue walking, Bucky’s hand snatched your ankle and brought you down with him. 

His remaining hand grabbed your other foot and pulled you down towards him. He scrambled on top of you but you used the opportunity to roll you both over, linking your legs with his arms to flip you. 

You sat with your thighs either side Bucky’s neck as you sat on his chest. 

Bucky used his enhanced strength to grip hold of your thighs with his arms before flipping you over onto the ground. 

The impact of your back hitting the hard metal floor made you lose your breath for a second but it was enough time for Bucky to secure his place on top of you. 

His legs weighed down your own, his large hands pinned down your wrists above your head and his dog tags were hitting your neck as he glared down at you. 

The air was thick from the both of your panting hot air.

You watched Bucky’s eyes flicker down to your lips and before you realised what was happening, his lips were on your own. 

Your small gasp of surprised allowed Bucky’s tongue to surpass your lips. The taste of him sent an electricity through your entire body and you kissed him back.

“I heard a bang, You guy’s haven’t killed each other down there, have you?” Sam opened the hatch and called down to you both.

Bucky stopped kissing you and you both jumped apart, rushing to your feet. 

“Not that I���d mind at this point because frankly you’re both a pain in my ass but...” Sam continued as he hadn't heard a response. 

“No, we’re fine.” You were the one to speak up as you tried to steady your breath. 

Both you and Bucky had stood apart but you had your eyes locked on each other. 

You felt something stirring inside you at Bucky’s dark gaze.

“Look you guys can hash it out for all I care just don’t hurt each other we still have stuff to do.” Sam said before you heard the hatch close again. 

There was a moment of just silence. A moment that felt like eternity before Bucky rushed towards you once again. 

His lips found yours, you wrapped your hands round the back of his neck as he picked you up and pressed you against the curved steel wall. 

His cold metal hand slid down your side and then pulled your t-shirt up to allow access to your skin. The coolness of the Vibranium sent goosebumps over your skin as he took hold of your breast.

You bit down on Bucky’s lip, scraping your teeth against the soft flesh as you tugged lightly. Bucky growled, his hand finding your neck to keep you pinned against the wall.

There was a devilish glint in your eyes that made Bucky insatiable. 

He kissed you once again, his hands tearing your t-shirt over your head, his mouth then moving to the exposed flesh of your neck and collarbone. 

Your own hands darted to the bottom of Bucky’s shirt and soon it was removed, revealing Bucky’s chiselled torso that you had seen before but never this close. 

Bucky bit down on your shoulder as he tried to undo your pants. He pulled away a moment, setting you back on your feet to help remove the garment. 

You kicked them off, instantly dropping to your knees to help Bucky with his own. 

You unbuttoned his jeans and went to drag them down when Bucky yanked you back to up his face. He kissed you as he removed his own pants, pulling his length free from his boxer briefs. 

As Bucky’s teeth grazed your jaw, you looked down to see how large his member was and you felt your core ache with need. 

“Fuck me already.” You hissed as you pulled the man’s head back by his hair. Bucky groaned at at the sudden pain but then darkly laughed.

“You didn’t say please.” Bucky smirked as he lifted your leg up in a swift motion. Pushing your panties to the side, his member was pressing against your wet sex, he was teasing you.

“Bite me.” You snarled back at him and with that he thrust his whole length inside of you. 

You winced and whined out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. You threw your head back, letting your eyes roll back with it and Bucky soaked in every second of your reaction. 

He only waited a second for you to adjust before he started thrusting inside of you. You gripped onto his shoulders, the cold metal of his left arm seemed to burn against your hot skin as he held onto you and the wall. 

“God...” Bucky moaned as you moved your hips with his. 

You let go of Bucky and found his right hand with your own. Bucky furrowed his brow in confusion as you moved it but didn’t stop pumping in and out of you. 

You placed his hand against your neck and Bucky soon realised what you wanted. 

He squeezed lightly as he fucked you hard. 

He couldn’t stop himself from watching your face twist in pleasure as he roughly thrusted against you. Your nails dug deep into his skin as you felt your stomach begin to tense. 

Bucky’s hips were becoming sloppy as sweat beaded on his forehead. You were both so close. 

His deep thrusts allowed his member to hit that sweet spot inside of you and you cried out as he did. You felt yourself curl around him and you squeezed your eyes shut as your climax rolled over you. Your walls pulsed around Bucky which only encouraged Bucky’s own finish. 

Bucky came inside of you, filling you with his hot speed as he let is forehead drop to your shoulder. 

Bucky let himself catch his breath against before he pulled out of you. He tugged up his pants, moving away from you and tossed you over your t-shirt from the floor. 

“This doesn't mean I like you.” You said through your heavy breaths as you redressed yourself. 

“Don’t flatter yourself, doll.” Bucky retorted as he too put on his t-shirt.

Bucky Barnes Tag List

@florencxs @mystictimetravelcolor @yourphotographyteen16 @shannon-posts​ @darkbluenovember

#Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagine #james buchanan barnes #falcon and the winter soldier #falcon and the winter soldier imagines #the winter soldier #marvel #imagines #Sam Wilson #Steve Rogers #Sebastian Stan #Sebastian Stan x reader #Sebastian Stan imagines

[vamplredyke]

thoughts

god i have been EMBARRASSINGLY homestuck on main this past 2 weeks or so after slowly phasing out of my hash tag homestuck phase for years. and its not even necessarily bc of th epilogue?? bc while i didnt HATE everything about it i was still really disappointed in it. but the revival of the hs fandom in these last couple of weeks like Brought Me Back To My Roots and ive been thinking about vrisrezi and GOD. were really never gonna get another relationship like that in fiction ever. like Fuck Andrew Hussie and whatnot but he really wrote a heartbreaking lesbian narrative like no other. they were perfectly foils— tz representing the Law and Justice and Society and vriska being the perfect antithesis of that in her Pirate Stuff (but was that inherently who she was?? or did she just seize onto that bc that was the hand she was dealt via her lusus and having to be the Bad Guy, so that is what she became) AND!! tz wasth opposite of that too!! bc she was more or less left to her own devices as a kid, only seeing her lusus in dreams and she became a Purveyor of Justice entirely out of her own volition. and they were perfect rivals and FRIENDS and more or less made for each other. but at their core they were still scared kids in a society that valued nothing more than war and killing and bloodshed and each in their own way they had to strp up to these expectations. they both had flawed relationships with the boys in their lives intensely projecting onto them in a sort of comphet kinda thing (YOU DONT N33D HIM!!!!!) and terezi killed vriska because it seemed like there was no other option— in that moment more than any other she was the scared kid who was a product of alternian society who felt like she had to kill her best friend. and when she rewrote the timeline she KNEW she and vriska had to be together— theyre two sides of the same coin, they balance each other out, they COMPLETE each other, they were MADE FOR EACH OTHER, and they were going to BE TOGETHER, paradox space and the alpha timeline and skaia and whatever else was dictating their fates be damned. and BOTH versions of my girls GOT that ending, dead AND alive (fuck an epilogue bitch!!) anyway i just watched s terezi reme8er and wept. siri send post

#vriska #terezi #vrisrezi #homestuck

[eclecticminded]

Old friend

In one of my fics I mention having a threesome with Rafael and your friend Laura. Someone mentioned wanting to read it, I don’t remember who, but here it is!

You’re college best friend comes to visit and things escalate quickly.

Warnings: Sex. Scratching. Alcohol/food brief mention.

Tags: @southsiderepresent @glimmerglittergirl @madpanda75  @southern-magnolia @katmstanton @esparza-army @sweetsummertime99  @obfuscateyummy @lifeisbetterwithbarba  @lyssa1385  @hux-me-up   @bowieisawizard  @raulmonamour

Also I have a Kofi (link in blog description).

Laura was your college best friend and former roommate of four years. After graduation you moved to New York and she went to California. Over time you drifted apart, but you were still very close friends. In fact, she was the first person you told about Rafael. She was in town on a business trip and though you’d grabbed lunch a couple times, she was finally over for dinner to meet Rafael.

 They’d talked briefly while you video chatted but this was their first time meeting. You’d made Laura’s favorite dinner and split a bottle of wine between the three of you. Rafael was in an arm chair watching you and Laura cuddle on the sofa. As you three talked, you moved from your feet in Laura’s lap to her curled into your side. When you laid your head in her lap and she played with your hair, Rafael tilted his head to the side.

 “Something on your mind counselor,” Laura teased.

 “You two seem awfully cozy,” he chuckled and sipped his wine.

 “We’ve always been like this,” Laura chuckled.

 “We’ve always been affectionate. We used to sleep together. I told you,” you sat up, afraid you’d upset Rafael.

 “You certainly did not,” he chuckled, “I think you’re making it up.”

 “Is that a challenge,” Laura straightened her spine and leaned towards Rafael.

 “Might be,” he motioned around the room.

 “You sure about this,” you licked your lips and when Rafael nodded you straddled Laura. Her soft lips melded into yours and her hands cupped your ass like old times. She gripped with one hand and ran the other up your side. Your hands carefully rested on her shoulders at the base of her neck. The two of you hadn’t kissed in years, but it felt like you’d never stopped.

 “Damn girl,” Laura panted, “I didn’t expect that.”

 “Miss me,” your chest heaved as you climbed off of her. Like a flash Rafael was across the room and crashing into you. His lips moved urgently and you let out a small whimper only he heard.  His hands tangled in your hair and you felt Laura stir on the cushion next to you.

 “Well now I feel left out,” Laura pouted.

 “You do,” Rafael raised his eyebrow in question. He looked from you to Laura and she nodded. Rafael moved from hovering above you, to stoop down and kiss Laura. Her hands ran through his hair and he cupped her face. You loved watching Rafael with other people. You got jealous, sure, but being able to watch him kiss and fuck other people made you happy.  Of all the partners you’d explained this to, only Rafael understood.

 “You want to move this to the bedroom,” you bit your lip, hoping you’d read the situation correctly.

 “Lead the way,” Laura giggled when Rafael pulled back. He took your hand and practically marched to the bedroom. In a hurricane of limbs and discarded clothes you all bounced onto the bed. Within seconds of sinking into the mattress, you had Laura pinned under you. Your lips sucked and kissed her sensitive collarbone. She sighed and moved you to better straddle her.

 Rafael kissed your bare back while your warm breath tickled Laura’s neck. You rolled your hips and kissed a trail to tease her nipples. Rafael moved lower to pepper kisses between your and Laura’s thighs. She squirmed underneath you when you sucked her hardened nipple into your mouth.

 “Stop moving,” you sat up and used a gentle hand on her stomach to still her.

 “Don’t wanna,” she rolled her hips under you and you retaliated by pinning her hands down and biting her lips in a hash kiss.

 “Fuck,” Rafael sat back and watched as Laura rolled so she was on top.  She scratched down your chest and you whimpered.

 “Fuck I missed your nails,” your eyes rolled back.

 “I keep them in a point,” Laura showed Rafael and his eyes widened.

 “I need to feel those on my back,” he stammered.

 “Then you better fuck me,” she flirted with Rafael while continuing to scratch your torso.

 “I plan to,” he kissed her again, cupping her nearest breast and moving his expert mouth to suckle.

 “But first I’m going to ride this sexy things face,” Laura purred and used the headboard to move to the top of the bed. Rafael helped you shimmy down and she lowered her core to your eager mouth. Your hands guided her hips while you devoured her wetness, earning you delicious moans and whimpers.

 Without warning, Rafael was lapping at your folds and your hips bucked up. He held you firmly in place while he hungrily consumed every ounce of your arousal. His movements were so distracting your mouth slowed, and Laura tugged at your hair to make you continue. An unspoken competition started to see who could make the object of their devotion cum first. In the end you win, but only because you’d gotten a head start. As Laura came all over your face, you came undone for Rafael.

 “Shit, I don’t have sex for months and my debut performance of the year is a threesome. I’ll take it,” Laura fell next to you on the bed.

 “Months,” your eyes widened in surprise.

 “That simply won’t do,” Rafael clicked his tongue and moved sideways on the bed to hover between Laura’s legs.

 “Please,” her lip quivered in anticipation. Rafael ate Laura with as much enthusiasm as he had you. She was louder than when she rode your face because his long fingers pumped in and out of her. You silenced her cries with kisses and held the hand not knotted in Rafael’s hair.  Within minutes she was cumming again.

 “Damn. You’re delicious. Pussies have a distinct flavor based on the person and I got to eat two good ones tonight,” Rafael laid at your feet.

 “Our turn,” you and Laura comically heaved Rafael to the middle of the bed and kneeled on either side of his waist.

 “Oh god, I wish I could take a picture of and treasure this forever,” Rafael groaned.

 “No faces,” Laura shrugged.

 “Get the sex camera,” you squealed.

 “Sex camera,” she watched Rafael dig in the side table and pull out a digital camera.

 “All pictures and videos are faceless, stay on the camera. If we want a physical copy we take a Polaroid,” Rafael held both cameras up and aimed the digital at the two of you kneeling next to his hard cock. He sat the camera down and you lowered your mouth to his cock. You bobbed up and down then Laura did. When your joint hair was a curtain and each of you were sucking a side of his cock, he snapped a couple more pictures.

 “We haven’t shared a cock in forever,” Laura whispered to you.

 “I missed it,’ you winked and kissed her again.

 “I need to fuck one of you before I explode,” Rafael complained.

 “She hasn’t been laid in ages, she deserves to be dicked down,” you pulled up and stretched.

 “What about you,” Laura was hesitant, not wanting to intrude.

 “I can have that bomb dick any day of the week. You need this girl. Rafi, fuck her,” you nodded authoritatively.

 “Don’t gotta tell me twice,” Rafael rolled a condom on and pulled the Polaroid out.

 “Lay down,” you pointed to the bed and Laura laid down on her back. Rafael was quick to line up with her dripping core and plunge in. Your pussy twitched watching his eyes roll back and hearing her moan. When he picked up his pace, you climbed onto Laura’s face and she latched onto your lips. Rafael took two pictures of the position, then leaned forward and kissed you while continuing to thrust into Laura. She scratched down his back and he growled in appreciation.

 “New position,” Rafael declared and pulled out of Laura while you climbed off her mouth, “all fours dear.”

 “Yes sir,” she winked and you scrambled to lay where Laura had just been. Her mouth lowered to your clit and you knew you’d cum soon. Rafael pistoned Laura and you felt her moans on your clit. He snapped two more pictures then really started fucking her. You came watching the love of your life enjoy your best friend. Laura came as Rafael pounded into her, stretching her just right. Rafael came from the sound of your moans mingling with Laura’s.

 The condom was thrown away and you all collapsed in a heap in the center of the bed. Your bodies tangled together and it as hard to tell where one person ended and the other started. Slowly you regained your composure and got water for everyone. You listened to Rafael’s heartbeat while Laura played with your knee.

 “I’d love to stay and cuddle, but I have an early flight and haven’t packed yet,” Laura got up and started getting dressed.

 “Boo. No fun,” you pouted.

 “I’m sorry sweetheart, I’ll come back soon,” she kissed you, “Or you can come see me.”

 “That can be arranged,” Rafael grinned and handed her one of each photo he’d taken before she continued dressing.

 “Promise,” she raised an eyebrow and pulled her pants back on followed by her shirt.

 “Swear,” you got up and walked her to the door, “Thank you for making time for us.”

 “Anytime,” she stuffed her bra and panties in her purse with the photos and slipped her flats on.

 “See you soon doll face,” you kissed Laura goodbye and lingered a little too long after locking the door. You finally fucked your best friend with the love of your life, another thing checked off the bucket list.

#rafael barba #rafael barba x reader #rafael barba fanfic #rafael barba imagine #svu imagine #law and order svu #law and order svu fanfic #law and order svu imagine #law and order special victims unit #law and order special victims unit fanfic #law and order special victims unit imagine #mine #my writing

[wistfulcynic]

Another Brick In The Wall: Chapter 8

a/n: Effusive thanks to @hollyethecurious for the artwork! I love it so much! Thanks also to everyone for reading, commenting, kudos-ing, and reblogging! I'm so pleased by the way people have been engaging with this story. Love you all xxx

Summary: Emma Swan, sheriff’s daughter, mayor’s niece, quarterback’s girlfriend, is the undisputed princess of Storybrooke High. She is smart and confident and used to getting what she wants. What she wants is Killian Jones, the new boy in school. But Killian is not easily manipulated, and reluctant to allow the dark secrets in his past to touch the girl he is rapidly falling in love with.

Rating: T

Read it on AO3: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8

Tags for: @darkcolinodonorgasm @jennjenn615 and @resident-of-storybrooke

Chapter 8: 

Killian was out of school for a week, for a “mental health break” he called it with a chuckle, apparently a term he’d gotten from Dr Hopper. He saw the psychiatrist daily during this break and spent the rest of his time at the harbour with Liam, working on their boat, reading, playing his guitar, and talking with his brother about everything that had happened. 

“We’ve hashed it all out in excruciating detail,” he told Emma as they sat together in the boat’s cabin, she working on her college essays while he practiced a new song. “It’s such a relief to be able to really talk to Liam again. There was a time when we had no secrets between us. He showed me all the information he had collected on Milah and her situation. Apparently her divorce is almost finalised and next month she’s starting a job teaching English in Japan.” He smiled. “She’ll like that, a chance to travel. What she always wanted.” 

“Hmmmph,” said Emma, glaring at the screen of her laptop as she typed rapidly. 

“Swan,” he admonished, giving her a mock scowl as he strummed a chord at her. 

Emma slammed her hands down on the keyboard. “Killian, I just don’t know how you can be so forgiving after what she did to you.” 

He set the guitar aside and his expression became serious. “I have to be, don’t you see?” he asked, looking at her intently. “I can’t hold on to my anger or it will eat me alive. I didn’t even realise how angry I was until Dr Hopper helped me see it, and how by not acknowledging it, allowing myself to feel it, and then letting it go, I was only hurting myself. Besides, I did genuinely care about Milah, and I’m glad she’s finally in a place where she can be happy.” 

“Hmmmmph.” Emma concentrated on deleting the gibberish she’d produced by her attack on the keyboard.

“A place that doesn’t include me,” said Killian brightly, picking up the guitar again and plucking out a cheery tune. “That’s good, isn’t it Swan?”

“I suppose so,” she grumbled. “Though I’d still prefer if the place was dark and scary and full of nettles.” He laughed heartily at that and she couldn’t hold back an answering smile. “Hey, I’m nearly done with this, will you read it over and make sure it’s okay? Just check my grammar and punctuation and stuff.”

“Of course, love, though I’m sure it’s already brilliant.” 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Freed from the weight of his worry and guilt, Killian gradually began to smile more easily, and his witty, teasing nature (“cheeky git,” Liam called him, his voice irritated but with a relief so profound it bordered on joy in his eyes) came more readily to the fore. When he returned to school the following Monday, he moved through the halls with a swagger that Emma had never seen on him before. Unlike the arrogant, bullying one that Neal always had Killian’s evoked a simple self-assurance that she had to concede looked really good on him. Despite how much emotional baggage he still had to work through he clearly wasn’t burdened by shame anymore, and equally clearly did not intend to take any crap from anyone. 

This made itself evident that morning when he shut his locker and turned towards his first class, only to find himself confronted by Felix and Rufio. 

“Really, chaps?” he said, raising an eyebrow at them. “You couldn’t even wait until after school so you could chuck me into the bins, like proper high school bullies?”

This mockery went clean over the other boys’ heads, and they continued to block his path, trying to look intimidating while also trying not to be intimidated by Killian’s calm demeanor and his amused expression. 

Felix, the sligtly cleverer of the two, suspected he was being laughed at but couldn’t put his finger on why. He didn’t like it. 

Bristling, he sneered at Killian. “Bet you think you’ve won,” he snarled. “Now that Neal’s in jail and out of the way. Now you can move in on Emma like you did on that—” he broke off as Killian stepped into his space. There wasn’t much difference in height between them, but somehow Felix had the impression of Killian towering over him, his face calm but his eyes darkly furious, and for once in his life he felt a stab of genuine fear. 

“I’m only going to say this once,” growled Killian in the new, lower register his voice had taken on more often of late, “So you’d better listen carefully. Your mate Neal is a criminal, and not even a good one. He’s in jail because he’s stupid, and that’s nothing to do with me. I have no doubt it’s where he’d always have ended up eventually. Bit of advice: If you’re going to steal confidential information, don’t take pictures of the evidence on your phone, and definitely don’t then show those pictures to the sheriff’s daughter. Neal got what he deserved. I now consider this matter closed, and if you or anyone else—” he raised his voice so that the rapidly assmbling crowd of onlookers could all hear, “—tries to take it any further, you will not care for the repercussions.” 

Felix wasn’t sure what “repercussions” were, but the hint of repressed violence in Killian’s manner made him keen not to find out. He had always been content to follow Neal, less out of respect for the other boy than a simple unwillingness to make a thing out of Neal’s belligerent insistence that he should be the one in charge, but he’d always sensed that there wasn’t much substance underneath Neal’s bluster. Killian however didn’t bluster. He simply stated facts, and Felix could tell that he was not the sort of person to make a threat he couldn’t back up with action. Perhaps it was time to step out of Neal’s shadow, thought Felix, and take over leadership of their little gang. He certainly couldn’t do a worse job of it than Neal had, and escalating a pointless conflict with a guy who looked prepared to fight dirty if necessary was much more Neal’s style than Felix’s. He nodded at Killian, and stepped back. Rufio looked surprised but followed his lead. 

Killian nodded back then transferred his glare to the crowd of onlookers, which had grown considerably in the past thirty seconds and now included Emma and Ruby, he could see out of the corner of his eye. “As for what you may have heard about me,” he said, loudly enough for all to hear. “It’s all true.” He smirked for a moment as a gasp went through the crowd, then his expression hardened. “It’s also no one’s business but mine, and those in whom I choose to confide. This is all I have to say on the subject. Now, if you’ll all excuse me I don’t wish to be late for class.” He slung his satchel over his shoulder and headed down the hall, turning his head briefly to shoot Emma a wink. People moved aside to let him pass and as soon as he had turned the corner furious whispering erupted in his wake. 

Ruby pursed her lips. “I may have underestimated him,” she remarked. 

Emma’s heart was pounding, a familiar occurrence where Killian was concerned, but this time it felt different. She’d been worried about how he would react to the ineveitable curiosity and questions from their classmates, but this smooth handling of a potentially explosive situation instead of calming her fears instead filled her with the wild desire to run after him, to fling herself into his arms and kiss them both breathless. 

“He’s just so wonderful,” she sighed, and Ruby laughed. 

“Down, girl,” she teased. “I’ll grant you this one’s worth your time, unlike the douchemaster general, but remember we’re in school. No one wants to see that.” 

Emma rolled her eyes and gave her friend a shove, but the butterflies continued rhumba-ing around her insides, this time accompanied by an odd, hollow sort of ache as she remembered her resolution not to pursue Killian anymore. She was now all but certain that she loved him, that beyond the hot, tingly sensation she always felt in his presence lay a profound devotion. She would do anything for him, sacrifice anything to give him what he needed, and that terrified her. For the first time in her life Emma felt vulnerable, exposed, as though her chest were torn open and her heart lain bare to the mercies of fate and one gorgeous, troubled boy. She hated it. Even knowing that Killian would never intentionally hurt her was no consolation when the truth was that he could hurt her simply by caring deeply for her as a friend. If that was all she could ever have from him she would take it, she knew, without pushing for more, but it would be a wound on her heart that would never heal. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“He’s a bully,” shrugged Killian at lunchtime, when Emma, this time accompanied by a very inquisitive Ruby, found him in the library. “Bullies are just cowards at their core, and cowards are easy to intimidate. He won’t do anything because he won’t want to call my bluff. I might not be able to back it up but he’ll be too scared to risk finding out.” 

“And what would you have done if he had called your bluff?” inquired Ruby. 

Killian shrugged again. “Probably got the shit kicked out of me.” 

“Would you have, though?” Ruby pressed, watching him through narrowed eyes.

He returned her stare with a look of wide-eyed innocence. “There were two of them to only one of me. Seems inevitable.” 

“Does it?” Ruby’s disbelief was almost palpable, and having fenced with Killian for months now Emma shared her friend’s suspicion that he was deliberately underplaying his fighting skills.

“Let’s hope we never have to find out,” said Killian with a small smile, in a tone of voice that made it clear he would answer no more questions on the subject. “I quite like my face arranged the way it is.” 

“It is a nice face,” said Ruby with a wolfish grin that widened as Killian’s ears turned pink. “But I didn’t come here just to flatter you. Victor asked me to ask you if he could have your phone number.”

“My number?” Killian blinked in surprise. 

“Yeah, there’s some concert in Portland and he doesn’t have anyone to go with and he thought you might be interested.” 

“Um, sure, I guess.” Killian rattled off the number and Ruby sent Victor a text. A minute later his phone buzzed and he looked at it, snorting as he read the message. “Bit of a wanker, your boyfriend,” he remarked to Ruby. 

“I don’t know what that is but I’m somehow sure that Victor is one,” smirked Ruby. “Is that gonna be a problem?”

“Not at all, I’m rather fond of wankers,” said Killian absently as he typed his reply. “My brother is one, after all.” His phone buzzed again almost instantly and he raised an eyebrow at what he read on it. 

“Ems, I think maybe we should leave the boys to their chat,” said Ruby, and as much as she hated to sacrifice free time with Killian, from the way he was fixated on his phone, his expression almost gleeful as he typed rapidly, Emma had to admit she was probably right. 

“Okay,” she said. “See you in class in a few minutes, Killian. And maybe hang out after school?”

“Hmmm? Oh, I have an appointment with Dr Hopper at four, but I can text you when I’m done.”

“Okay.” She smiled at him but his attention was back on his phone, so she followed Ruby out of the library trying not to feel too disgruntled. Killian should have other friends, she told herelf firmly, male ones who shared his interests. That was normal, and he could use some normal in his life right now.  

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Over the next few weeks, things at school settled back into a routine, albeit one that was markedly different than it had been. Neal had been officially arrested after David’s investigation, charged with burglary, theft, and theft of a medical record, and was facing up to five years in prison. His parents had put up their house as collateral to pay his bail, but weren’t allowing him to return to school. 

“Not much point when he’ll just go straight back to the slammer after he’s sentenced,” said Ruby viciously. “So much for that football scholarship he was so cocky about.”

Emma tried to find some compassion for Neal and what was basically the wreck and ruin of his future, but couldn’t dredge up a single particle of it. He had committed several felonies for no other reason than to stick it to Killian for outsmarting him and for becoming her friend, and he’d committed them flagrantly and with no thought to the consequences. He’d probably thought there wouldn’t be any consequences. Killian was right: Neal deserved everything that was coming to him, if only for being so colossally, arrogantly stupid. 

People still whispered about Killian as he walked through the halls but true to character he paid little attention. He did, however, gradually began to open up more and allow more of himself to show through his defences, willingly participating in classes and talking to people other than Emma and Ruby. By the time finals week arrived had actually made a few friends. 

Killian reflected wryly that in a twisted sort of way Neal had done him a favour. With all his secrets now out on the open he was free to embrace the opportunity for a new life he’d found in Storybrooke. Not that there had been anything particularly wrong with the old life, at least since his father had finally left. He’d been a mean old drunk, Brennan Jones, and by the time he’d been forced to flee his creditors for good, stealing a boat from Bristol harbour and melting into the offshore underworld, his sons had been glad to see the back of him. Killian thought about what he himself had been like back then, before Milah, and even though it had only been about a year since he’d first become involved with her so much had changed both in his circumstances and in himself, he feared that hopeful, enthusiastic boy was lost forever. Who exactly had taken his place was the question Killian had asked himself daily for weeks now, and he still wasn’t sure how to answer it. He’d become so used to holding everything in, to keeping such a tight rein on his thoughts and feelings that letting them out, accepting that it was okay to express them had become almost unbelievably difficult. The only person he felt even remotely comfortable being fully himself with aside from Liam was Emma, whose support and friendship remained unwavering as he bumbled and struggled thorough the reclamation of his life, and he remained intensely grateful for it. 

Only one thing about Emma troubled him-- that she no longer seemed to be interested in anything beyond his friendship. All the little hints and cues she had been giving him since they’d met were suddenly gone, and while he was relieved to be free of the added stress of constantly resisting something that part of him desperately wanted, he couldn’t help wondering if there was a darker motivation for this abrupt about-face. Perhaps, whispered an evil little voice in his head, Emma was actually more disgusted by his past than she let on and was simply too kind to tell him directly. Maybe the thought of him touching her turned her stomach now. He certainly couldn’t blame her if it did.   

“What do you want from your relationship with Emma?” asked Dr Hopper one afternoon, after Killian had finally brought himself to mention the change in her behaviour. “Do you want it to be romantic?”

Killian frowned, struggling to sort through the complex tangle of his feelings about and for Emma. “I don’t want a romantic relationship with anyone,” he said finally. “I still feel too messed up for anything like that. But I— I’m still really attracted to her. I think about her all the time, about how we kissed at her party, and I want to kiss her again pretty much constantly, but then I remember Milah and how I thought I felt about her, and I just—” 

“You don’t trust your judgement.” 

“Yeah.” 

“Killian, it’s important for you to remember that you have a much more equal relationship with Emma than you ever did with Milah.”

“Equal, with Emma?” Killian snorted. “You have met her, right?”

Dr Hopper smiled patiently. “I understand that you feel she’s beyond your reach, and that’s a separate issue, but what I mean by equal is that she’s your age and at your stage of life. With Milah you were constantly struggling to relate to her life and her experiences, and when you couldn’t you attempted to make up for that by offering her the affection and sexual attention she craved. You forced yourself to offer these things even though you didn’t genuinely feel them because you feared the consequences of not offering them. But with Emma there is no need to manufacture anything. She is placing no demands on you and therefore any attraction and affection you feel for her is genuine.”

“But what should I do about it?”

“Why should you have to do anything? You said you’re not ready for a romantic relationship, and that’s fine. Let yourself heal. The process is slow and frustrating, but believe me you are making progress. Let your feelings for Emma and your relationship with her develop at a pace that is comfortable for you. From what you’ve said it sounds like she will still be there when, if, you’re ready for more.” 

“It’s more than likely she no longer wants more. And even if she did, what happens when she meets someone who isn’t so hopelessly fucked up? Then where does that leave me?”

“Why don’t you worry about that if —not when— it happens?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

On the last day before winter break, Emma nervously approached Killian’s locker and handed him an invitation to her parents’ annual Christmas party addressed to him and Liam. 

“It’s just a thing they do every year for their friends and our neighbours,” she began to ramble as he examined the card, certain he would refuse and wanting to delay that painful moment. “My mom loves to entertain, and my dad says it’s good for building a rapport between law enforcement and the community, and—”

“Swan,” interrupted Killian, giving her that soft, indulgent look that said he knew exactly what she was thinking. “I’m sure we’d love to attend. Thank you for inviting us.” 

The butterflies soared in a grand jeté, and she felt like she was flying with them. “Great,” she said trying to keep her voice calm, “I guess I’ll see you then.”

Her delighted smile made his breath catch, and his answering grin set her heart galloping. Their eyes met and held, and as the end of semester chaos whirled around them they stood a breath apart, swathed in frustrated yearning and brittle tension, the only two people in the world.  

Then the final bell rang, and they leapt apart, Emma smoothing her skirt with shaking hands while Killian ran his own trembling fingers through his hair. 

“So, onion rings at Granny’s?” ventured Emma, wanting to kick herself for making him nervous again, after all her resolutions, hoping desperately he wouldn’t pull away. 

Killian sighed in relief, tinged with a hint of disappointment. Granny’s was safe. “Sounds perfect, love,” he said. 

#cs au ff #high school au #teenage captain swan #captain duckling #lieutenant duckling #another brick in the wall #profdanglaisstuff

[beingallelite]

On January 1, 2019, the rumors and rumblings that had been seizing wrestling fandom for months were confirmed. The Young Bucks and Cody Rhodes had teamed with investor Tony Khan to found All Elite Wrestling. The new organization was designed to be the first major professional wrestling league to take on the monster monopoly that is WWE, World Wrestling Entertainment, Inc. Hype for the new organization soon took the wrestling world by storm and “AEW!” became a preferred chant for WWE fans disgruntled by lackluster matches.

But in a landscape that’s been dominated for decades by the leviathan nature of WWE, can All Elite Wrestling make any sort of impact on the sport? Where does the team behind the venture — President and CEO Tony Khan and EVPs Matt and Nick Jackson (aka the Young Bucks), Cody Rhodes, and Kenny Omega — see the core audience? And will AEW be able to truly allot wrestlers the creative freedom and professional support they’ve been craving?

So far, AEW has been testing the waters with a number of pay-per-view events like Double or Nothing, Fyter Fest, and Fight for the Fallen. While Double or Nothing sold out all of its approximately 11,000 tickets in about 30 minutes, the company decided to stream the latter two for free on B/R Live. It was a risky choice, but one AEW President and CEO Tony Khan stands by.

“In terms of putting shows out there for free, we took a bath financially on that and I took a big hit, and I was willing to do it as a company because I believed in our brand of wrestling,” Khan told Decider during a sit-down interview following All Elite Wrestling’s very first presentation at TCA press tour. Cody Rhodes, Chief Brand Officer Brandi Rhodes, and a number of in-ring talent were on hand that day to treat journalists to their first look at AEW’s upcoming weekly TNT show. Khan explained that his “dream” was to get AEW to the level “where WCW was.”

“There hasn’t been a legitimate other company [besides WWE] presenting weekly, high quality wrestling, and never before was HD available,” Khan said, explaining he had every confidence that once AEW’s weekly show premieres on TNT on October 2, “the revenue streams are going to be huge.”

Right now WWE produces two weekly live primetime shows, RAW and Smackdown, that combined amount to five hours of wrestling per week. That’s not counting other WWE weekly offerings such as NXT, 205 Live, off-screen house shows, or their near-monthly pay-per-view events. In contrast, AEW is only going to be crafting one two-hour-long show a week for TNT, and Khan said this is by design.

“We’re basing the company to be way more wrestler-friendly and in terms of the scheduling, because we’re not going to have a constant touring of five nights a week or anything like that, six nights a week never,” Khan said. “And really focusing on that and building the big events, big pay-per-views and streaming specials.”

In addition to allowing wrestlers time to physically rest up and mentally relax, The Young Bucks (aka Nick and Matt Jackson) argued that this far-less grueling schedule gives AEW a creative edge.

“Our characters won’t be over-saturated. That’s a problem for the current product for mainstream wrestling right now. You see wrestlers way too often, way too many times, and you become fatigued with that character and that superstar, and they lose that superstardom,” Nick Jackson said.

“[There’s] just time for things to breathe,” Matt Jackson said. “Everything is so overexposed right now.”

“It’s not about forcing everybody into the show to do one dumb segment just to show them in the show. We’re not going to drag people in and make them travel,” Khan said.

Matt Jackson concurred. “I don’t think everybody has to be on the show every week, necessarily. Like if they’re not needed like Tony said, maybe they stay home that week. Or we just give them a little bit in the back. Sometimes it’s just too much. But if we give them a little bit of flavor every week or every other week I think it would be fine. I really do.”

“We already have a lot of wrestlers in our contracts, so we don’t need to have them weekly. So some wrestlers might not even be on them every single week of the year,” Nick Jackson said. “So a lot of people are going to have great schedules that are way better than any wrestling company in the world.”

During AEW’s panel that day, Brandi Rhodes touted the diversity of talent on the roster, noting that more than half of the panelists they’d assembled that day were women. Khan wouldn’t confirm that AEW’s female roster would be given equal air-time to their male counterparts — “It depends on the week” — but he did say he thought AEW had some of the best female wrestlers in the world. In particular, he touted New Japan Pro-Wrestling alum Kenny Omega’s talent in scouting new joshi talent for AEW.

“It’s a different style,” Omega said, of joshi, a type of women’s wrestling from Japan. “It’s more artistic. It’s more beautiful, but yet it’s still strong, and yet it’s still very diverse.”

“I really think the joshi that Kenny scouted out could our be our generation’s luchadores because the luchadores and the lucha style became very prevalent through wrestling on TNT weekly in the 90s,” Khan said. “And now, almost twenty-five years later, the joshi could come in and just blow people away. I mean they have on our shows and it’s happening.”

Already AEW has begun pushing joshi talent like Aja Kong and Hikaru Shida. The two star were featured a six-woman tag team match on Double or Nothing. While Shida is officially signed to the AEW roster, Omega teased that there were still some stars he hadn’t introduced yet. “I haven’t shown all my cards yet,” he said with a smile.

“Person-by-person we’re developing a roster that can do everything the guys can do, and in a lot of cases, they’re doing a lot of things that the guys can’t do, or aren’t doing,” Omega said. “That’s why, for me, even though I’m proud of my own career and I’m still looking to do big things in my own career, but I’m most proud of that division and I’m most prideful.”

Khan, Omega, and the Young Bucks told Decider that they’re also committed to making sure that all the wrestlers have the opportunity to perform their best, while also being as safe as possible. When asked if wrestlers would be told that specific moves would be reserved for stars, Khan said that the bigger concern was safety.

“I feel very strongly that I want to take care of the talent and I want to protect these guys and girls and everybody,” Khan said.

“That being said, we’re not going to tell the talent like, ‘Don’t do this cool dive just because we don’t want you to do it.’ We’re going to say, ‘Hey, do the coolest things you can do.’ You’re very limited in other places,” Nick Jackson said. “All of our wrestlers are going to do a ton of stuff and we’re not going to limit them for what they can do and their abilities to do.”

Omega even added that they’ve been also studying their pay-per-views to make sure the talent isn’t leaning too hard on the same moves again and again. “For the first three shows or whatever, we had a couple of oversights where guys were doing too much of one thing or another or whatever, but now after the show we’ll always sit down and watch the show back and we’ll see, ‘Ah, I got to catch that next time. And oh, I got to catch that this time,'” Omega said. “Even last time, the Fight for the Fallen, we were more on top of our game.”

Fight for the Fallen was the last pay-per-view event AEW produced and it was one of the two events fans can still stream for free on B/R Live. So far, Khan couldn’t confirm if the weekly TNT shows would be available to stream for free, nor could he comment on the possibility that TNT’s parent company WarnerMedia might fold AEW content into its upcoming streaming service HBO Max. However, everyone could confirm that they see the Young Bucks’ YouTube channel, Being the Elite, as a key pillar of the company.

“What Nick does putting Being the Elite together every week and what Matt does both on and off the camera it’s so huge,” Khan said. “With Being the Elite you’ll see some of the most innovative stuff, but it’s going to be very different then the weekly TV show. But that’s by design and I want to keep it that way so you’ll have outlets to see different things.”

“I think the reason why Nick and I have had big successes is because we’re very self aware and we have that meta style. We’re in on the joke, right? If someone’s talking about us, we know they’re talking about it. We survey everything. We know everything. If people are talking, we’ve heard the talk. We’ve heard the chatter. And it’s better not to ignore the things. It’s better to at least address the elephant in the room and talk about it,” Matt Jackson said, adding he prefers to address fans via Being the Elite rather than Twitter.

“I think that’s the best way to comment on something like that is to do it through art like that, though,” he said. “Whereas so many people just take to a tweet. You could just look at a tweet and you could turn it and twist it ten different ways, right?”

The next two big dates for AEW will be August 31 and October 2. At the end of the month, the organization will put on All Out, its last pay-per-view event before they begin airing nationally.  “I know we are committed to doing pay-per-views, but not doing too many, doing the right amount,” Khan said. “Again we’re trying to follow up Double or Nothing with a great show on August 31st and live up to our pay-per-views being worth the money.” Then October 2, 2019 marks AEW’s big debut on TNT. Details about that inaugural show are still being hashed out, but it’s already been announced that the very first AEW Women’s Worlds Championship will be crowned then, confirming that AEW’s team are indeed betting big on their ladies. In fact, All Elite Wrestling is betting big all around and hoping that there’s space in the market for a weekly wrestling show that’s designed to be wrestler-friendly and wrestling fan-worthy.

#all elite wrestling #aew #article #decider #posted on: 8.5.19

[kpopbios2]

2017

Groups who Debuted this year: 14U, 3RACHA, A.C.E., Be.A, Busters, Dreamcatcher, Duetto, elris, Favorite, Golden Child, Good Day, Hash Tag, Highlight, Honesyst, Hyeongseop X Eulwoong, IN2IT, IZ, JBJ, Kard, Longguo & Shihyun, Mind U, MVP, MXM, Myteen, ONF, P.O.P, Pristin, Rainz, Seven O’Clock, S.I.S, The Boyz, The Rose, Top Secret, TRCNG, Triple H, Varsity, Wanna One, Weki Meki, DPR Live, I, Jang Han-Byul, Jeong Se-Woon Jeon So-Yeon, Kang Si-ra, Kevin Oh, Kim Chung-ha, Kim So-hee, Kriesha Chu, Lee Hae-ri, Minzy, One, Punch, Ravi, Samuel, Seohyun, Soyou, Suzy, Woo Won-jae, Youngji

Groups who Disbanded this Year: 2AM, Blady, Boys24, Chocolat, D.Holic, History, I.B.I, I.O.I, Leessang, Madtown, M.I.B, Miss A, Phantom, Sistar, Sistar19, Spica, the Legend, Unicorn, Wonder Girls

Winners

Inkigayo

Big Bang - Fxxk It

Blackpink - As If It’s Your Last

Bolbalgan4 - Some

BtoB - Missing You

BTS - DNA, Spring Day

Dynamic Duo & Chen - Nosedive

EXO - Ko Ko Bop, Power

G-Dragon - Untitled 2014

Gfriend- Love Whisper

Highlight - Plz Don’t Be Sad

I.O.I - Downpour

IU - Palette, Through the Night

Jung Key - Anymore

Minseo - yes

Psy - I Luv It

Red Velvet - Peek-a-boo, Red Flavor, Rookie

Shinhwa - Touch

Sunmi - Gashina

TWICE - Heart Shaker, Knock Knock, Likey, Signal

Wanna One - Energetic

Winner - Really Really

Zion.T - Snow

M Countdown

AKMU - Last Goodbye

AOA - Excuse Me

Big Bang - Fxxk It

BtoB - Missing You

BTS - DNA, Spring Day

EXO - Ko Ko Bop, Power

G-Dragon - Untitled 2014

Gfriend- Summer Rain

Got7 - Never Ever

Highlight - Calling You, Plz Don’t Be Sad

Hyukoh - Tomboy

IU - Palette

Mamamoo - Yes I Am

NCT 127 - Cherry Bomb

Nu’est W - Where You At

Psy - I Luv It

Red Velvet - Red Flavor, Rookie

Seohyun - Don’t Say No

Seventeen - Don’t Wanna Cry

Sunmi - Gashina

Taeyeon - Fine

TWICE - Heart Shaker, Knock Knock, Likey, Signal

Wanna One - Beautiful, Energetic

Winner - Really Really

Music Bank

Big Bang - Fxxk It

BtoB - Missing You

BTS - DNA, Spring Day

Epik High - Love Story  

EXO - Ko Ko Bop, Power

G-Dragon - Untitled 2014

Gfriend- Love Whisper

Got7 - Never Ever

Heize - You, Clouds, Rain

Highlight - Plz Don’t Be Sad

Hwang Chi-Yeul - A Daily Song

IU - Palette

Laboum - Hwi Hwi

Mamamoo - Yes I Am

Minseo - Yes

Naul - Emptiness in Memory

Nu’est W - Where You At

Psy - I Luv It

Red Velvet - Red Flavor, Rookie

Sechs Kies - Be Well

Seventeen - Clap, Don’t Wanna Cry

Suzy - Pretend

Taeyeon - Fine

Teen Top - Love Is  

TWICE - Heart Shaker, Knock Knock, Likey, Signal, TT

Wanna One - Beautiful, Energetic

Yong Jong-Shin - Like It  

Show Champion

AOA - Excuse Me

Apink - Five

BtoB - Missing You, Movie

BTS - DNA, Spring Day

EXID - Night Rather Than Day

EXO - Ko Ko Bop, Power

G-Dragon - Untitled 2014

Gfriend- Love Whisper

Girl’s Day - I’ll Be Yours

Got7 - Never Ever

Highlight - Plz Don’t Be Sad

IU - Palette, Through the Night

Jung Eun-ji - The Spring

Mamamoo - Yes I Am

Red Velvet - Red Flavor, Rookie

Seventeen - Clap, Don’t Wanna Cry

Sunmi -  Gashina

TWICE - Knock Knock, Likey, Signal

Wanna One - Beautiful, Energetic

Show! Music Core

Apink - Five

EXO - Ko Ko Bop

G-Dragon - Untitled 2014

Highlight - Plz Don’t Be Sad

IU - Palette

Mamamoo - Yes I Am

Red Velvet - Red Flavor

Sechs Kies - Be Well

TWICE - Heart Shaker, Signal

Wanna One - Beautiful, Energetic

Winner - Really Really

The Show

Apink - Five

Bolbbalgan4 - Some

BTS - DNA

EXID - DDD, Night Rather Than Day

Gfriend - Love Whisper

Girl’s Day - I’ll Be Yours

Got7 - Never Ever

Highlight - Can Be Better, Plz Don’t Be Sad

Jung Eun-ji - The Spring

Lovelyz - Now We, Twinkle

Mamamoo - Yes I Am

Monsta X - Dramarama

NCT Dream - My First and Last

Red Velvet - Rookie

Seventeen - Don’t Wanna Cry

T-ara - What’s My Name?

TWICE - Knock Knock

VIXX - Shangri-La

Wanna One - Energetic

Total Number of Days for possible Winners: 245

Total Number of Winners: 51

Total Number of Songs Won: 68  

Triple Crown Winners:

Big Bang - Fxxk It [Inkigayo, M Countdown]

Blackpink - As If It’s Your Last [Inkigayo]

BTS - DNA [Inkigayo, Music Bank]

EXO - Ko Ko Bop [M Countdown]

Highlight - Plz Don’t Be Sad [Music Bank]

IU - Palette [Inkigayo]

Mamamoo - Yes I Am [M Countdown]

NCT Dream - My First and Last [The Show]

Sunmi - Gashina [Inkigayo]

Twice - Knock Knock [Inkigayo]

Twice - Signal [Inkigayo]

Twice - Likey [Inkigayo]

Wanna One - Beautiful - [Show! Music Core]

Wanna One - Energetic [Show Champion, M Countdown, Show! Music Core]

Winners are in Alphabetical Order

Winners Ranked

TWICE - 36 Wins

Wanna One - 23 Wins

EXO - 16 wins

Red Velvet - 15 Wins

BTS - 14 Wins

IU - 12 Wins

Highlight - 11 Wins

BtoB, Gfriend, Seventeen - 8 Wins

Mamamoo - 7 Wins

Apink, Big Bang, G-Dragon - 6 Wins

Sunmi, Winner - 5 Wins

EXID, Got7 - 4 Wins

AOA, Blackpink, NCT Dream, Sechs Kies - 3 Wins

Bolbbalgan4, Girl’s Day, Jung Eun-ji, Lovelyz, Minseo, Nu’est W, Psy, Shinhwa, Suzy, Taeyeon, Yoon Jong-Shin - 2 Wins

AKUM, Dynamic Duo, Chen, Epik High, Heize, Hwang Chi-Yeul, Hyukoh, I.O.I, Jung Key, Laboum, Monsta X, Naul, NCT 127, Seohyun, T-ara, Teen Top, VIXX, Zion.T - 1 Win

Songs Ranked

Energetic - 15 Wins

Signal - 12 Wins

Ko Ko Bop - 11 Wins

DNA, Palette - 10 Wins

Knock Knock, Rookie - 9 Wins

Beautiful, Plz Don’t Be Sad - 8 Wins

Heart Shaker, Likey, Missing You, Yes I Am - 7 Wins

Don’t Wanna Cry, Five, Fxxk It, Untitled 2014 - 6 Wins

Gashina, Power, really Really, Red Flavor - 5 Wins

Love Whisper, Never Ever, Spring Day - 4 Wins

As If It’s Your Last, Be Well, Excuse Me, My First and Last, Night Rather than Day - 3 Wins

Calling You, Clap, Fine, Fingertip, I Luv It, I’ll Be Yours, Like It, Pretend, Some, Summer Rain, The Spring, Through the Night, Touch, Where You At, Yes - 2 Wins

A Daily Song, Anymore, Can Be Better, Cherry Bomb, DDD, Don’t Say No, Downpour, Dramarama, Emptiness in Memory, Hwi Hwi, Last Goodbye, Love Is, Love Story, Movie, Nosedive, Now We, Peek-a-Boo, Shangri-La, Snow, Tomboy, TT, Twinkle, What’s My Name?, You Clouds Rain - 1 Win

This is the first time that all current Music Charts are all active at the same time with no interruptions in schedule, such as sudden chart system cancellations and such.  The music Chart system that we see today.

If a group released multiple songs, the list is based on the group/soloist that won for all songs not just individual singles.  

If you think I am missing anything, please feel free to message me!  

Music Program Award Masterlist

Masterlist

#Kpopbios2 #kpop #kpop music program awards #kpop music programs #Kpop music wins #TWICE #Wanna One #EXO #Energetic #Signal #Ko Ko Bop #EXO Ko Ko Bop #TWICE Signal #Wanna One Energetic

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10 pm--A Josh Dun Imagine

Another imagine that just randomly popped into my head. Enjoy… or don’t I don’t care. Feedback is welcome and appreciated

Pairing Josh Dun x Reader

TW: minor non-consensual sexual content, panic attack.

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(YOUR POV)

You hated skateboarding at night. You always did you best to make sure you were out of your apartment on time, so that you didn’t have to skateboard to your night shift at the diner, but today it seemed that luck was not on your side. 

You had laid down for a nap. Pretty understandable, seeing as how you went straight from your shift, which ends at 7 am, to you classes at the nearby community college. Those ran from 9:30 to 3:00, leaving you on five hours of sleep a day. It was an exhausting cycle. Occasional naps were warranted, but your alarm didn’t go off as your phone had died which had left you waking at the sound of your neighbors slamming door with 30 minutes to get out of your apartment and to your job a good twenty minute walk away, which didn’t include the 15 minutes it took you to get dressed in that god awful waitress uniform and make your face presentable; you knew walking today was not an option. 

Today’s events left you frantically skateboarding across town in your uniform and converse trying to make it to the diner on time. Luckily, you didn’t expect many obstacles as it was 9:50 at night on a Tuesday. You weren’t expecting many people to be out and about. 

You had just turned the corner, your place of employment coming into view when the door to the record shop on your right flies open in front of you. Swerving to avoid getting a face full of door, you fall, skidding and rolling a good five feet away from your board. When the immediate shock fades, and the dull sting of burns and scratches and bruises comes to light, you immediately spring to your feet, searching for your board and hoping to God that you won’t be late. Your boss would not like that, oh no. You’d be lucky if he didn’t fire you on the spot. 

You face the store again, finally spotting your board. Hissing in pain as you reach down to grab it, a voices springs through your frantic movements. “Are you alright, miss?”  You reply without looking up, too busy inspecting your body and board for any damages. “Yes, I’m alright. Just a little banged up. Nothing I’m not used to.” You shrug. “I feel horrible. I should’ve made sure it was clear before opening the door.” “It’s alright” you say again. “You didn’t expect anyone to be flying around the corner on a skateboard at almost 10:00. I don’t blame you.” You finally look up at the stranger. He’s handsome, tall, with a strong build and neon yellow hair. Embarrassment rears its ugly head as you realize you totally ate shit in front of a really hot boy.  “I’m really sorry again” he states, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. “Is there anyway I could make up for it? Oh..uh…I’m Josh, by the way.” You look down at your phone, 9:55. “Uh I actually have to go, like right now, but uh thanks for the offer.” With a dismissing nod, you turn away and continue down the street on your board.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You hated the diner. It was plain and simple. The night shift was filled with creepy customers and longer hours in which there was nothing to do. The only upside was the bonus pay. You got paid more than coworkers and friends with day shifts. 

You were currently sitting behind the counter, and despite it being only two and a half hours into your shift, you were already exhausted. Two young men in their early twenties, who you suspected had just finished vandalizing buildings in the area, had come in and ordered half the menu while simultaneously checking you out whenever they could. An old man sat at the counter ordering nothing but coffee in which you had to pretend you didn’t see him spike whenever you turned away. Finally in the corner, sat a women, whose mascara tracks and sniffles made you to continuously place new tissues on the table. She didn’t order anything, but since the diner was the only place in town that was open 24 hours you didn’t have the heart to turn her away. 

When you weren’t checking on the pitiful amount of customers, you were doing homework. You had no idea where you wanted your life to take you, but you thought core classes in community college would be a good start. You were currently sitting at the counter with your head buried in a history book when the bell above the door jingled, alerting you to a new customer. “Just take a seat where ever. I’ll be with you in a moment” you stated with a tone of indifference. When you finished reading your page, you set the book down, grabbed your pad, and made your way to the new customer’s table. “Welcome to the 24/7 Diner how may I–Josh?” Handsome record store stranger was sitting right in front of you. Great–a chance for you to embarrass yourself further.  “Hello again miss…” he squints at your name tag “Y/n.” He smiled at you, revealing a row of pearly white teeth and a set of adorably squinty eyes that immediately set butterflies throughout your stomach. “I was kinda upset when I was unable to get the name of the pretty skateboarder girl, but it seems like fate is on my side today.” He smirks while your face flushes a light pink at the fact that he has just called you pretty. “It would seem so.” You brushed hair out of your face, continuing “anyway…what can I get you?” “Coffee. Please” He smiles again, “Black.” “Is that it?” You begin to turn around. When his hand grabs your wrist. “And a gigantic plate of hash browns.”  You giggle. “Absolutely. I’ll be right back with that coffee.” Turning away, you make your way back to behind the counter to grab a pot of coffee. You stopped buy the window to the kitchen and gave the cook Josh’s order. You made your way back to his table with a mug and a pot of coffee. “Fresh black coffee for the handsome stranger with bright yellow hair.” He smiles as you pour his coffee and sighs as he grips the warm cup between his hands. You turn to return to your place behind the counter, but his voices interrupts your thoughts. “Y/n, this place is dead. Have a seat and join me.”  “I really shouldn’t Josh. But I appreciate the offer.” “C’mon y/n. There’s like four other people here. You can just get up every fifteen minutes to check on them.” You glance around again.  Sighing, you reply “Alright, just let me grab a mug because it seems as if I’ll be needing coffee if I’m going to have to be around your stubbornness all night tonight.” He laughs as you grab another mug. Pouring coffee for yourself, you take a seat. “So, Josh. What brings you here on this fine Tuesday evening?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You and Josh converse for hours with only small pauses for your rounds. It was 5:00 am when things got out of hand. Everyone had left besides you, Josh, and the two punk vandals. You paused your conversation with Josh, telling him that you had to check up on them to which he replied he was going to make a run to the bathroom while you did. You made your way to their table, “is there anything else I can get you tonight boys?”  “That depends” the tall one replied. He was tall, thin, and smelled of smoke. He looked you up and down. “Are you on the menu?” The shorter, pudgier one chuckled.  “Very clever, but the answer is no. Anything else?” This wasn’t the first time you had to deal with patrons weak attempts at flirting. Suddenly you feel a hand skirt up your thigh, edging upwards. Smacking hands away and stepping back, you collect yourself. “If you won’t be getting anything else, I’ll fetch your check.” A hand forcefully pulling your arm keeps you from walking away.  “Stop playing hard to get. I will get what I want from you.” His grip on your wrist tightens almost painfully.  Panic sets in “Please, let me go. You’re hurting me.” You attempt to wriggle your arm free, but the man grabs your other wrist in the same hand, pins you against the window, presses his other arm against your throat and presses himself against you. Your heart is racing as your trapped against the wall wondering what was going to happen. Suddenly his weight is gone, and the buzzing in your ears in replaced with a loud crash as the man’s body is thrown to the floor by Josh.  “Get outta here right now.” The anger in his voice is so thinly veiled the men grab their stuff and are scrambling out the door. He turns to you to see you sitting against the wall with your hands painfully tugging your hair and your breathing short and sporadic. He makes his way to you, and crouches to your level. “Y/n, It’s Josh. I’m not here to hurt you. I just need you to listen to me. Can you breathe with me?” You look up at him, and attempt to get your breathing under control. As the minutes pass, your breathing slowly begins to return to normal. “That’s great, y/n. You’re doing so good.” He looks back at your quacking body. “I’m going to pick you up and take you back to the booth. Is that okay?” 

You nod and wrap your arms around his neck so that he can pick you up. After placing you down in the booth, he runs to the kitchen to grab you some water. When he returns, your breathing is back to normal, and your brain is less fuzzy. He sets the water in front of you, sits across from you, and offers a small smile. After gulping half the glass, you smile back and reach across the table for his hand. “Thank you.” It’s only a whisper, but he hears it. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze, replying simply with “Don’t mention it.”

Ten minutes of silence pass by before Josh speaks up. “Are you doing okay?...That was a stupid question I’m sorry.” You huff a laugh “It’s okay. I’m okay, a little shaken, but okay.” You release a shaky breath. “It could’ve been a lot worse if you hadn’t shown up. Thank you.”  “There’s no need to thank me. I’m just glad I followed the pretty skateboarding waitress, or else tonight might have gone very differently.” He gives you a small smile. The bell above the door jingles again, and the sound of your coworker coming in shocks you out of your conversation.  “Morning Y/N, I had a restless night so I came in an hour early, so you’re free to go.” “Thanks Alli.” You stand and stretch, turning toward Josh, “thank god maybe I can get an extra hour of sleep today. It was nice to meet you, Josh. Thanks for..the company.”  “Please, it was my pleasure.” He gives you another smile, tongue between his teeth. “I was, uh, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go to dinner this Saturday?” He scratches his neck, and looks away.  “You’re asking me on a date?” you chuckle, and he shrugs in response. “Yes, Josh. I’ll go on a date with you.” The smile you get in return fills your stomach with butterflies. After an exchange of numbers and a short goodbye, you part ways. 

Your thoughts are filled with the yellow haired sunshine boy who stole your heart the entire walk home. When you walk into your apartment your phone buzzes with a message. 

Sunshine Boy: get some sleep, y/n. I had a great time tonight. I can’t wait to see you again.  

You fall asleep with a smile on your face. 

#josh dun imagine #josh dun x reader #twenty one pilots #21p #10pm

[buckybarnesappreciationsociety]

Didn’t Mean To Hurt You

Summary: This is part 2 of “You’re Not My Dad” Bella’s receives a dose of reality!

Word Count:1,339

Warnings: Swearing, angst, stern lecture

A/N: Thank you for reading not only part 1, but any of my fics. Your support and encouragement means a lot. 

HUGE THANK YOU TO @omalleysgirl22, my friend and beta

COLD, HARD FACTS

Y/N and Bucky practically ran every traffic light heading to La Guardia. He asked his wife to drive because his nerves were frazzled. She tried to calm him down. Feelings of relief and anger coursed through both their bodies. How could Bella do this to them? What was she thinking?

Upon arrival in the basement, the sign on the wall indicated they were in the right place. Inhaling and exhaling, Bucky opened the door to see a disheveled Bella, face stained with tears. Y/N sat beside Bella, who laid her head on her mother’s shoulder and whimpered. Bucky grabbed the chair.next to his wife with a pained expression.

The detective turned to them and spoke, “Isabella, I wanted to wait until your parents arrived before I spoke in depth to you.” Bella straightened in the chair.

Det. Scarborough handed Isabella 5 pictures. Looking at him with brows furrowed, she asked who were these girls.

The silver haired detective turned his steely gaze towards Bella. “Those pictures you’re holding are girls who ran away from home. The youngest being 11 years old. Her mother said one night, the girl snuck out of the house. Her body was found in a wooded area not far from where she lived.” 

Bella gasped. He continued. “The other photos are of girls who were either killed or sold as sex slaves. Do you understand what I’m telling you?” She nodded ‘yes.’

Bucky seized the opportunity to speak, “Isabella, you may be upset with us about god knows what, but running away wasn’t a smart thing to do. Your mom, Tony, Nat, Wanda, Sam, Steve and Steven were worried out of our minds. D’ya even care what’cha done to us?”

“Yessir,” as she played with her fingers. Det. Scarborough gave her one final dose of wisdom. “Young lady, you have two parents who love you very much. Before you decide to run away again, talk to them. And if they’re busy, I’m quite certain there’s someone at home who’s more than willing to sit down and help you hash things out. If you don’t feel like talking, write a letter, but don’t you ever do that again. You took a huge risk Isabella. Next time you might not be so lucky. Mr. and Mrs. Barnes, you may take her home. I believe the three of you need to talk.” Bucky and Y/N thanked Det. Scarborough profusely.

The car ride home remained silent. It was 1: 45 a.m. and everyone was tired, in need of a shower, food and sleep.

Y/N instructed Bella to take a shower and grab something to eat. “I’m not hungry mom. Just gonna go to bed. Goodnight dad.” Bucky didn’t say anything. His look of disappointment spoke volumes.

Bucky remained silent for the remainder of the night. For the time being, sleep eluded him so he opted to beat the hell out of a few heavy bags. Y/N was too drained. She showered and climbed into bed. Once her head hit the pillow, she entered into a fitful sleep.

MOMENT OF TRUTH

Isabella slept until 11:45 a.m. Stretching her aching arms and legs, it was time to face her parents.

With a sheepish expression on her face, Bella approached the living room where Bucky and Y/N were waiting. She sat in the chair opposite them and hung her head.

Y/N spoke first. “Well young lady, would you like to tell us what brought that stunt on?”

Sighing deeply, Bella talked to her parents. “I’m sorry, I-I.” Before she could finish, Bucky cut her off, raising his voice, “You’re sorry?! Is that all you have to say for yourself?!  Do you have any idea how angry I am right now?!” Y/N laid a gentle hand on his arm, “Calm down sweetheart. Please.”

Bella regained her composure. “It all started one day while I was in my free period at school. I got a call from my ‘non-dad’s’ mother. She told me that mom caused him to leave us because she cheated  and he thought I wasn’t his daughter.” Fire and brimstone rose in Y/N’s eyes. The metal plates in Bucky’s arm shifted, as he clinched his fist.

��Continue” was all the Y/N could muster.

“After that, they’d call me and talk. I didn’t know what to do. I was so mad at you. To make things worse, some kids were whispering about dad, saying he’s a cold blooded monster. I tried to defend you but they just laughed at me. All I could do was run to the restroom, lock myself in a stall and cry.” Now, tears were falling all around the room.

Bucky cleared his throat, “Bella, you shouldn’t have went through this alone. Haven’t we always told you if you ever needed to talk to us, we’re here for you?”

Wiping her eyes, Bella nodded. “Can you ever forgive me? I’ve caused both of you pain and it wasn’t right. Instead of talking, I got mad and didn’t ask for  the truth.”

Bucky opened his arms and Bella ran to him. “You’ll always be my dad and I love you. All that stuff I said before wasn’t true. I’m begging you to forgive me, please?”

Her understanding dad replied, “Bella, I’m not gonna lie sweetheart, you hurt me and your mom. What those folks told’ya ‘bout your mom were lies and you should’a come to us.”

Breaking from her dad’s loving arms, Bella announced, “I know and mom, I’ll never listen to them again. Even before you married dad, you took care of me by yourself. I had clothes, food and we even went on picnics to the zoo and aquarium.

I’ll never forget that.”

Y/N listened attentively as Bella repeated her remorse like a prayer. “I forgive you but you’re grounded until further notice and I’m confiscating your phone and laptop. Uncle Tony will buy you a new phone, but it’ll be programmed with only our numbers. I decide if any of your friends are allowed to call. You’ll go to school and come home, do your homework. Also, I’m buying you a journal. Instead of lashing out, write it down. Do you understand the gravity of what you’ve done?”

“Yes ma’am I do,” she slumped in the chair. “Also, would you please call me Izzy? Bella doesn’t exist. She never did, And dad, if you’ll have me, I’d love to be your Sugar Plum.”

A bright smile appeared on his face.

Bucky and Y/N told her to grab some food and go to her room. Izzy looked at her parents with doe eyes.

Wanda took Steven to school, so he didn’t witness what occurred between last night and this morning.

Y/N grabbed her phone. “It’s time to call those asshat’s and let them have it. How dare they taint our daughter’s mind with bullshit!” Bucky agreed, “Give’um pure hell doll.”

With a devilish smirk on her face, Y/N said, “Oh don’t you worry, dear husband. By the time I’m finished, they’ll be looking over their shoulders walking down the street. And I’m calling from Izzy’s phone!”

Bucky kissed Y/N deeply before she left the room.

Although Izzy deeply hurt him, Bucky would rather be hurt than not have her in his life. The source of her anger were folks manipulating her feelings. The tongue lashing Detective Scarborough gave her really hit home. All those girls either dead or sex slaves. He thanked whatever god it is Izzy wasn’t one of them.

Life as they knew it had been shaken to the core. But love outweighs hate in this family. Izzy was home, safe. Now, let the healing begin.

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Stand up for cancer (SU2C) is a charitable program of the entertainment industry foundation. Its aim is to raise funds for the translational cancer research through online and televised efforts. This campaign began on 27 May 2008. Central to this campaign is a telethon that was first televised by four major broadcast networks, (ABC, NBC, CBS, FOX). You can imagine the impact of such massive broadcasts. These networks are watched world wide in approximately 170 countries. By September 5 2008, over 100million dollars had been raised. These funds are used to fund multi institutional scientific research teams and investigators. Most of the support for this campaign comes from the rich and famous particularly in the entertainment industry. The fact that it was televised in all the major world channels made most of the videos made an instant hit and subsequently viral. One of the founders of the campaign Noreen Fraser was herself diagnosed in breast cancer. But essentially the campaign was not started by one woman. It was a product of a number of women disgruntled by the lack of progress in research in breast cancer. In 2007 the women decided to marshal the entertainment industry into working together to make more of an impactful jolt on the cause. And it worked magnificently.

The reason why this campaign became easily and so quickly viral was due to a numbers of things. Firstly, the subject being discussed was a subject most people don’t want to talk about. The issue of cancer is it is a well-known disease that easily triggers sympathy from the general public. This is the reason why more people easily took up the challenge. Most people have had a relative or friend or a very close relative who has died of this disease. This makes everyone suscsiptable or think that such a disease can easily affect anyone. The second reason why this campaign easily went viral is the choice of the people or individuals used to promote the campaign. By choosing celebrities like Kay Burley , Dom Joly, Vicky Pattison, Kem Cetinay and several others. These people have followers of over a couple hundred thousand. This helped make the campaign a very successful one because these people will in turn share the videos. Another major reason why the campaign was successful is the media which it was distributed via. The use of broadcasting stations whose viewership is millions in every country was the master stroke. Another reason is the word of this campaign was also sent through word of mouth. Those who had done the campaign spread the word. Those who had seen or heard about the campaign also spread the word to their friends who in turn spread it to their own friends as well. Last but not lease the involvement of the corporate in this campaign was key. Mastercard was doubling every effort made, for example anyone who donated a dollar it became $2 because of the promotion. The impact of this donation by Mastercard was phenomenal.

It is also important to talk about the young lady whose boyfriend was ill with testicular cancer. Her appeal was so appealing that just by reading her post. The poor girl did not even have money to help with the situation. Her only choice was to make an appeal to the general public. The appeal was well received by people who were simply sympathetic to the cause of the young man. And those who did not have money or for one reason or another were not able to donate, they were encouraged to simply share the post. Sharing was still equally essential.

Another case in point and even the cancer survivors who would not also appeal to get help but would just encourage people to share their post. Cailtan was a survivor and Caltan’ wanted to strengthen and give back through inspiring and encouraging others. Caltan was he himself the recipient of the money donated from the research. So he found it worth in his tweet to encourage others. Not only did he do tweets but he also did videos that encouraged others.

Several other videos were made by other people as well. The #Up2Us videos were telling people that people had a role to play. The hashtag was self-explanatory and very simple that it was up to the people to help stop cancer or help its spread. This hash tag was popularized by tweeter and Facebook. The encouragement was always to like, share and donate. In the videos young people were given a chance to talk about their experiences of cancer. In the same video’s celebrities were also interviewed. Again, in the videos positive stories were told of successful cancer treatment. Things that attract the young generation were also done on the same videos. Young man and women were being put tattoos on live video and all the name of highlighting the dangers of cancer and what you can actually done.

Personally, I enjoyed this video as it involved reality videos. The videos also carried a lot of awareness information. Not only that you could watch the young man and women giving people valuable dietary information. Prevention tips were offered. And as the video continued donations continued to keep flowing through the donate now video. All these videos were posted on social media. The beauty of that is the video kept being shared to other people. Women education was also given free advice in the video for cervical cancer. The core message though was standing up to cancer. Education on how to treat or live with people with cancer was being imparted. But as much as the videos were educative, they were also really fun.

In conclusion the videos which are of high quality were long and continuous but were still a joy to watch. The best part on one of the videos was on the eating competition but the food was healthy -just the kind of food you are supposed to eat, healthy and nutritious.

[writingforweirdlings]

The Hoodie

Summary: I wish I had a real idea, but my mind is blank. So, I picked something from the prompt list. 2)“Hey, isn’t that my hoodie?!” & 56)“Actually, that’s mine” with Peter Hale (x Reader) and Derek Hale, please? 😘 Thank you! 😘 Hope you’re having a good day! 😘

Characters: Reader, Peter Hale, Derek Hale

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Word Count: 883

Requested: Anon

AN: I know I said I didn’t write smut but this kinda got out of hand and well I wrote smut…I’m sorry kinda… Yea okay I hope you still like it even though it took a different turn. 

I was staying at Derek’s place until Peter got back. He didn’t like me being alone when he was out of town so I stayed at Derek’s for his sake.

I woke up and put on some sweats and a sweater from my closet. I put my hair up and walked down to the kitchen. I saw Derek at the stove.

“What are you making nephew?” I ask.

“Please don’t call me that. It’s weird when you do,” he groans.

“Alright then Der-bear, whatcha cooking?” I jump on the counter.

“Pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon and hashbrowns,” he responds.

“Oooh. Hashbrowns,” I say excitedly.

He turns to look at me, “hey, isn’t that my hoodie?”

Before I can answer another, very familiar, voice cuts in. “Actually, that’s mine.” I jump off the counter and run to Peter.

“You have no idea how boring it was without you,” I leave a trail of kisses on his neck.

“I missed you too kitten,” he whispers as he puts me down. “Tell me Derek why would you think Y/N would wear something of yours? I mean there’s no need for that whatsoever,” we walk to the table and he pulls me into his lap as he sits down.

“It looks a lot like mine, I thought it might have been mine,” Derek says matter of factly.

“It’s too early for you two to start this,” I say.

“Start what? Derek and I are having a normal conversation,” Peter attempts to look innocent.

“No you’re not, you’re trying to make sure he doesn’t scent mark me or anything,” I turn my attention to the food as Derek places it on the table. I fill my plate with a little bit of everything and a bunch of hash browns.

“I was doing no such thing but now that you mention it, you do smell a lot like him,” he starts nuzzling my neck.

“Peter at least let me finish breakfast and then we could go home,” I say pushing him away and trying to eat. He groans but let’s me eat anyway.

We eat in silence. When I finish eating I get up and wash my dish.

I walk over to Derek and hug him, “thanks for letting me stay and for breakfast.” I hear Peter growl behind me. I walk over to him and he pulls me close to him and we leave the loft.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Peter grumbles.

“Well I wanted to, he’s nice enough to let me stay while you’re away,” We get to the car and he opens the door for me.

“That doesn’t mean I have to like it,” he starts the car and we go home.

We bought a house outside of Beacon Hills. Peter didn’t want us living so close to everything happening there so we bought a house out of town, a bit over the top seeing as Peter chose it.

Your House 

He parked the car and came around to open my door. I got into the house and took my shoes off. As soon as the door was closed he pushed me up against the wall and attacked my neck with kisses.

“Peter we should-” I cut myself off with a moan, he found my sweet spot. I started shoving his coat off of him.

He pulled away to take my hoodie off noticing I had nothing under, “aren’t you a naughty little girl?” He took one of my breasts in his mouth.

“Peter,” I moaned out. He looked up at me with lust blown eyes and moved onto my other breast. I put my hand in his hair and tugged a little, causing him to growl.

He pulled away and I whined a little, “oh I’m not done yet.” He got to his knees and pulled down my sweats and panties. I stepped out of them then Peter lifted me up.

He started kissing my inner thighs but never where I needed him most. “Peter stop-” before I could finish he placed his mouth on my core.

I put my hand in his hair while he licked me up and down. I was a moaning mess and Peter loved every noise coming out of my mouth. He knew how to make me come undone and he took joy in making it happen.

His tongue darted in and out, I tugged on his hair and he growled again, sending vibrations through me. “P-peter I-I’m-” and just like that he pulled away.

“Not yet little one,” he stood up and took his pants and boxers off and lifted me up in his arms.

I wrapped my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck. He roughly kissed me I tangled my hands in his hair. I gasped when he slid into me and he took the chance for his tongue started tracing every inch of my mouth.

He started leaving a trail of kisses from my jaw to my neck just as he started slamming into me. I’m sure the whole neighborhood heard us. He started going faster and I was leaving marks on his shoulders.

“Peter!” I screamed out as I came and not soon after Peter growled with his release.

“Do you think we woke the neighbors?” I was panting.

“If we didn’t, we have all night to try,” he smirked.

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I was tagged by @mae-jones​ - thank you sweetie!  *mwah!* I love these things!

Five Things You’ll Find In My Bag: hair elastic, carmex (lip balm), reading glasses (I’m old), Kindle full of Sherlock fic, probably about $27 in ones.

Five Things You’ll Find In My Bedroom: reading glasses (I’m old), a pile of clothes I don’t feel like folding, big pillows to read in bed, my Molly Hooper calendar, a poem my brother wrote me for my 30th birthday

Five Things I Want To Do With My Life: travel the US in a camper, see at least one grandchild be born, live in London for (at least) a month, edit a socially-impactful documentary, get old healthy

Five Things I’m Into Right Now: Sherlock, Girl Scouts, my kid, tumblr, Sherlock

Five Things On My To-Do-List: (the fun stuff, not the Adult stuff) learn to read the Tarot hard-core, take up knitting, weed & organize the family pictures, plant my gardens, read the gigantic stack of books taking over the house

Five Things People May Not Know About Me: I talked myself out of a shoplifting charge when I was 13; I drove a cement bust of Elvis across the country with my then-16yo brother; I have vowed to never waterski ever again just because I don’t like it; I was a kick-ass field hockey player; the hardest drug I’ve ever taken is hash.

tagging my tumblr crushes (apologies if you’ve been tagged/not interested): @bassfanimation, @miabicicletta, @penaltywaltz, @vulgarweed, @cumbercougars

#personal #tagging game

[mrmichaelchadler]

Higher, Further, Faster: Why Captain Marvel Matters

In the grand finale of “Captain Marvel,” our heroine, Carol Danvers (Brie Larson)—who has gone from a headstrong Ace fighter pilot to an amnesiac alien warrior to a renegade soldier reclaiming her humanity—finds herself prostrate before the Supreme Intelligence, the supposedly all-knowing leader of the Kree people, like an AI version of The Wizard of Oz. The Supreme Intelligence taunts her with her failures as a human woman back on Earth, a montage of her falling down again and again—at the go-cart track; at the baseball diamond; at the Air Force Academy; and in the sky, when she’s shot down and exposed to a Tesseract-infused energy core. But then Carol’s anger and determination conjures another reel of visions: She gets back up, every single time. The poignancy of her stubbornness inspires Carol to peel away the Kree inhibitor device from her neck and channel the full force of her powers. She becomes a warhead of a woman, dispatching an entire space armada in a fury of fiery kinesis—tossing earth-bound missiles into the galactic deep and punching through a hulking space cruiser—before finally confronting the Kree Accusers with a smirk and a fist that sends shockwaves through the cosmos.

The sequence is more than just the scrappy protagonist becoming a true hero. Like Tony Stark taking out the terrorist baddies sieging a poor village, or Steve Rogers liberating the POW camp where his best friend is being held, it has an undeniably symbolic potency. Carol—who has been told, as a woman on earth and a Kree on Hala, that her emotions make her impulsive and weak, that she must control herself to become a worthy pilot and a noble warrior—can only access her luminescent glory when she accesses her righteous and long-delayed rage. Women’s anger is finally being recognized as a political force, a comprehensive social reckoning, and its own genre across all forms of media, as driven and typified by the Strong Female Protagonist.

"Captain Marvel" certainly leans into these tropes, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Why shouldn’t little girls (and, ahem, adult women) enjoy the vicarious thrill of watching someone who looks like them soar “higher, further, faster,” when little boys have long been able to imagine themselves as the red-caped protectors of “truth, justice, and the American way”? But the film has a far more nuanced and complicated take on what authentic empowerment looks like. Carol’s arc leads her to that grand moment of cathartic intergalactic badassery; it is also, equally, about how she rejects the cosseted models of courage, strength, and power she learned under the tutelage of Yon-Rogg (Jude Law), her Kree commander—which have a spiritual symmetry with the more jingoistic messaging that contemporary women receive about becoming Boss Bitches and bad-asses and Head Bitches in Charge. 

The aggressive earnestness of the second-wave feminist, and the spritely “girl power” and acerbic wrath of the riot grrl third-wavers, have calcified into a new ideal of empowerment that values a certain kind of toughness—a brash ability to dole out, and take, extreme amounts of violence; to punch against a glass ceiling with bloodied knuckles; and the fortitude to whittle the body and the mind into prime fighting form. There might seem like a canyon of daylight between Instagram influencers extolling girls to forsake the willowy waifs of yesteryear, load up on lean proteins and take up kickboxing because “strong is the new skinny,” the “let me tell you, girl” faux conspiratorial camaraderies of GirlBoss headlines like “Why ‘Follow Your Passion’ Isn’t Always the Best Career Advice,” and the extremity of organizations like the NRA trafficking in “you go girl-isms” through its “Refuse to Be a Victim” campaign and “The Power of Women” Leadership Forum (with an introductory video that features girl power platitudes like, “you don’t need all of these political people telling you how to defend yourself or live your lives, we’re women, our instincts will tell us everything we need to know.”)—yet they are all animated by a peppy jingoism that, ironically enough, supplants the real messiness and vulnerabilities of women’s lives with a mandate to be “empowered.”

Never mind that “strong is the new skinny” is still pretty damn skinny (unattainably skinny, for many of us), or that devoting one’s life and creative energies to becoming a shinier, more effective cog in a vast corporate machine shouldn’t be the most admirable goal, or that though gun violence is a leading cause of death for women (particularly in domestic violence homicides) no matter how thoroughly they pink-wash the bloodstains. Even most of Captain Marvel’s Strong Female Protagonist foremothers—like Sarah Connor pumping her shotgun with one well-muscled arm, Trinity mowing down a slew of faceless assailants in a balletic procession of gunfire, or even her sister in the MCU, Black Widow, who proves her mettle by subduing men twice her size (while wearing a cleavage-bearing catsuit, no less)—are largely defined by how much damage they can inflict. There is precious little sense of their personal investment in their fights, beyond some amorphous concept of “saving the world.” Their narrative arcs, like the narratives behind the current mode of “empowerment culture,” is about achievement and dominion, about being tough for toughness’ sake and ratcheting up easily-quantified victories.    

"Captain Marvel" explicitly rejects these narratives. Yon-Rogg serves an avatar of the benevolent sexism that has tried to curtail Carol, and the beautiful wildness of her emotions and ambitions, under the guise of “her own good.” He is just like than Carol’s father, who snaps at her that she’s going to “kill herself” by racing at the go-cart track (though he lets the boys do it), or her colleagues at the Air Force who smugly mansplain that it’s called a “cockpit for a reason” and that she’d be a “great pilot and all” if she didn’t let her feelings “get in the way”—yet there’s something more subterranean, and insidious, about the way he positions himself as her mentor and ally. He trains her in the fine arts of hand-to-hand combat and tries to harden her for war, to make her an impassive soldier for the glory of all Kree; his litmus test for her to prove that she’s truly strong, truly capable, is for her to knock him down, mano a mano, sans her “light show.” He tells her, repeatedly, that the Kree vested her with her powers, and that their mission to hunt down and obliterate the Skrull scourge is a sacred one—both lies. The movie’s great twist is that the Kree are not, in fact, “noble warrior heroes,” but militaristic invaders whose only value is “might makes right.”  

The Kree don’t give Carol her real power—just as the gym ads and hard-bodied action heroines, the career advice columns about “knowing your worth and asking for more,” the “fight like a girl” breast cancer awareness campaigns, and the pink handguns don’t give women real power. But they need her to believe that they do, just as “empowerment culture” needs women to believe that spending the money on Krav Maga classes and diet supplements; submitting themselves to a crass capitalist machinery that isn’t invested in ever helping them breathe the air outside that glass ceiling; accepting macho-lite sloganeering about “not being a victim” from an organization that propped up one of the virulently misogynistic administrations in recent history, is demonstrating how strong they are. It’s like complimenting the spit-shined perfection of the boot on our necks. Authentic empowerment can’t be hash-tagged or packaged in gym memberships. It doesn’t come from a promotion or in the squeeze of a trigger—it manifests at the ballot box or in front of a mirror, in a quiet yet insistent refusal to ever let anyone or anything make us feel inferior. 

The Kree allow Carol to have a facsimile of her power, until she chooses to show the Skrull refugees compassion—then the Kree quite literally take that power away. Yet Carol conjures her innate, full, and dazzling power not by punching a litany of bad guys but when she remembers her own vulnerability, and who she was on earth: Not as some incredibly bad-ass fighter pilot (though she may be that), but as a willful child, a beloved friend and auntie. Her real superpower isn’t just that otherworldly energy that puts thunder in her fists and fire under her skin, it’s her beautiful stubbornness and her very human empathy. 

While it may seem reductive to compare “Captain Marvel” with “Wonder Woman,” both films are remarkable for introducing a new kind of heroine, one who doesn’t showboat her power simply because she can—these women’s strength is in service of people who are weaker, who can’t fight for themselves. The Amazonians are certainly not the malevolent, imperialistic Kree, but Diana still must evolve beyond their isolationism, to fight “with love.” These movies can redefine what “girl power” can look like in more holistic, sustainable, and life-affirming ways. In “Captain Marvel,” Mar-Vell, who eschews the shallower ideals of ceaseless dominion to help vulnerable and displaced people, is the only noble warrior hero among the Kree. Carol takes that vision of a nurturing, protective strength higher, further, and faster.

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