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"uh -- yeah, hey. i'm back in town, didn't realize that i needed to announce it."

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Isaac Mizrahi Is Returning to Café Carlyle With Another Residency Isaac Mizrahi is making his way back to the stage again with his all-new show The Marvelous Mr. Mizrahi.The iconic designer will return to New York City jazz restaurant Café Carlyle to begin his two-week residency from February 14 to 25. He'll be accompanied by his band of jazz musicians including Ben Waltzer to perform a collection of songs ranging from Arthur Freed to Grace Jones. Mizrahi’s previous residences at Café Carlyle were sellouts and he received widespread critical acclaim. “I usually have terrible stage fright, but for some reason when I work at Café Carlyle I am not nervous or fearful," Mizrahi tells PAPER. "It's like my living room. Like a vortex of positive energy in the world. Impossible not to have fun there."Mizrahi has been a name in the entertainment industry as performer, comedian, host, writer and designer for the past 30 years. He's coming fresh off his Broadway debut as Amos Hart in the Tony award-winning hit, Chicago. Most fashion fans know him from Unzipped, a documentary capturing the making of his Fall 1994 collection. His resume also includes authoring three books, hosting his own television talk show The Isaac Mizrahi Show for seven years and appearing as a judge on Project Runway All Stars. The Marvelous Mr. Mizrahi performances will take place at Café Carlyle located in The Carlyle, A Rosewood Hotel on Tuesdays to Saturdays. The show begins at 8:45 p.m. with ticket prices starting at $85 dollars. See on Instagram Photo courtesy https://www.papermag.com/isaac-mizrahi-cafe-carlyle-2659297222.html

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Sanguine Sky

DEMO [Public] [Updated 11/05/2024] genres: romance, modern-fantasy, supernatural, mystery, dark-fantasy.

Sanguine Sky is a work-in-progress modern dark-fantasy interactive novel. The story is heavily focused on romance, characters, and relationships.

The story rated 18+, contains mature and distressing content that may be triggering to certain individuals. It is recommend to check the full list of warnings before you proceed to the story. Please exercise caution and take care of yourself.

Word count [Public]: 96k [excl. code] | 116k words [incl. code] Word count [Patreon]: 180k [excl. code] [Updated 07/09/2024]

You are a detective, tasked with investigating mysterious murders that have taken place in your normally quiet and peaceful hometown, Fallenmor. 

With two victims confirmed already, the initial one being your former mentor, Detective Bergmann, the situation couldn't seem more dire. Or so you thought until you received the news of another body, a possible third victim, discovered at the police station. In your very own office. 

An accident, a mere coincidence, a straightforward warning, a looming threat, or something entirely else… Whatever is happening, you feel it affecting you, awakening something both significantly familiar and distinctly foreign inside of you.

If only you knew that this was just the beginning… Things could have been different. 

But back then, in your ignorance, your singular concern lay with a pressing question: if you failed to find the murderer, who would become the next victim?

➤ Play as male, female, non-binary or trans; straight, gay, or bisexual.

➤ Customize your appearance and shape your personality.

➤ Take on the role of a detective, immerse yourself in the work of the police station.

➤ Embrace the mystery of your existence, or reject that inner sight of you.

➤ Seven romance options to choose from. Select their gender, be shy or bold, or focus on your goal without pursuing anyone.

All ROs are player-sexual and gender-selectable [M/F].

Kyle / Keira Moreno

Your colleague, a police inspector, and one of the rudest people you have ever met. Sharp and stern, K is surprisingly perceptive, and they use it to really see you. The good, the bad. Everything. Appearance: icy blue eyes, dark red hair, very pale skin.

Alexis 'Lex / Lexie' Conlan

Your best friend, and also your former partner from times when you were just a patrol officer. With a heart of gold and an approachable attitude, L always chooses you over the others. Appearance: forest green eyes, copper hair, beige freckled skin.

Morgan Schoivell

Your other colleague, a highly-skilled lab technician. M is rather reserved when it comes to emotions, and after almost a year of working together, M is still a walking mystery for you. Appearance: dark brown eyes, ash blonde hair, light skin.

Roderick / Rebecca Reyes

The commanding agent of the Criminal Investigative Division (CID) team sent to catch the killer. Overbearing and ruthless, R has their own way of getting things done. Appearance: gray eyes, blonde hair, pale skin.

Theodore 'Theo' / Theresa 'Tess' Vazquez

Another member of the CID team. With a cocky smile, T is full of flirts and sneering comments, regardless of the occasion. T has no doubts about what they want and isn't afraid to vocalize it. Appearance: dark green eyes, black curly hair, rich brown skin.

Isaac / Iris Brailsford

I looks the most mature and approachable of CID's fellow agents. Looks can be deceiving, though. Working behind the scene and watching from afar, I carries all the scars within. Appearance: hazel eyes, dark brown hair, olive skin.

Sebastian / Selena Goldstein

Someone new and temporary, S has a velvety voice and a perfect smile that doesn't reach their eyes. You're not sure if your paths will cross in the future, but something tells you S can't be trusted. Appearance: black eyes, long black wavy hair, bronze skin.

Other notable characters:

Your twin-sister: Your sweet, kind, caring, and gentle twin sister. She always tries to be there for you, and show how much she appreciates you, no matter what. Chief of Police, Kendrick Nash: Your boss, who is not handling his job so well after the recent death of his husband, Klemens Bergmann. Detective Klemens Bergmann: Police chief's husband, who happened to be a senior detective and your mentor. He was the first victim, murdered under mysterious circumstances.

A full list of warnings is available in the demo before beginning of the story. I recommend to check it before you proceed to reading. Please take care of yourself.

Links: DEMO | CoG forum | Q&A | Romance | Tags & Links | Patreon | Ko-Fi | Error Reports |

Thank you for your interest ♥

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Somebody I Used to Know

Abby Anderson X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: smut, trauma, implied PTSD

Friends to Enemies to Lovers Arc

A/n: did this turn out three times longer than I meant it to be? Yes. Is it edited? Barely. Enjoy!

It had been years now since Salt Lake, but some things hadn’t changed.

Abby still avoided you in the halls, had you assigned to patrols she didn’t want to go on, glared you down in the canteen as you made your way to their table. Having a sworn enemy is hard when you share the same friend group.

You had been thick as thieves growing up. Abby’s dad had become yours when you turned up at the hospital running from a group of bad guys that had managed to kill your parents before you slipped away. You had begun to show signs of starvation, bloody and bruised, clutching a large knife with both hands as soldiers had to subdue you to get you inside.

When you woke up, she was there: changing the wash cloth on your head, all but forcing a glass of water down you as they tried to break your fever. Inseparable since that moment, you did everything together. You found his body together.

She wouldn’t let you go when they dragged you out of the room and onto a truck. Sobbing, pounding her fists into your back as you helped them drag her away.

In the back of the truck, red rimmed eyes and a firm scowl, she looked up at you.

“I’m going to kill him. I’m going to find him, and I’m going to make him pay.” Your throat constricted, chest burned, and all you could do was nod and clutch her tightly to your chest.

It was a few days later when she brought it up again. Laying in sleeping bags on a hard concrete floor, she rolled over to you.

“Y/N, you awake?” You rolled over to face her, barely illuminated by the moonlight breaking through the rotting roof panels. “I was serious. I’m going to track him down, and I’m going to kill him. You’ll come with me, right?”

“Abby, I miss him so much.” Tears filled your eyes, tipping over the edge and trailing at an awkward angle down your face. “I don’t know if I could do that. I don’t think he would want that for you…” she rolled over in her bag before you could finish, face hardened.

“Fine. I’ll do it myself.”

She didn’t talk to you again, betrayed by her closest confidant. How could you not see that this was her only option? Her only way to heal, to honour him?

For the first year, you approached her in the halls, included her in conversation, and was always met with cold silence and a flat glare. She slipped even further away when she started dating Owen. You had always known they would end up together at some point, but you couldn’t have imagined how insufferable he would become when they did.

Every opportunity he had his hands on her, poking and teasing, whispering in her ear. You watched as she swooned and giggled like a little girl, turning away from the sight and doing your best to ignore them. The resentment grew. It wasn’t just him anymore, it was her too. She had replaced you, with him.

Then came the Bonfire Incident (as it was known in the group). You had been buzzing about it for a month. Isaac had finally given the go ahead for a small celebration for the patrol squads after the new territory was secured. You would christen the new ground with a good ol’ fashioned bonfire, complete with barbecue and bootleg liquor.

The best part, Lexi was going. You had a small crush on her, and had heard through a mutual friend that she thought you were pretty. You had high hopes. All hopes were confirmed when she dragged you off to a dark section of trees, toting a bottle of smuggled whiskey she found on patrol. You drank, flirted and eventually, she had you pinned against a tree, tongue in your mouth and a hand down your pants.

“Fuck, yes, there.” You panted, leaning your head back against the tree as she dug two fingers into just the right spot and ground the heel of her hand against your throbbing clit. “Shit, so close.” Her lips dragged across your collarbone, and up your neck. A rustle caught your attention, and you tipped your head to the side, catching Abby sneaking between the trees. She stopped, holding your eye contact, expression switching quickly from caught to determined. Her jaw tightened and twitched, thick arms folding across her chest as she watched the scene unfold.

You held her gaze, letting out one final moan as you contracted around Lexi’s fingers, cumming so hard it took your breath away and made your toes tingle. Abby never looked away. Lexi moaned into your neck.

“So fuckin tight, doll. Bet you taste as sweet as you sound.” You looked around as she gently pulled her fingers from you, leaving you empty and pulsing. She brought her fingers up to your mouth, and your jaw dropped open. She placed them gently on your tongue, and you lapped up your own juices. “You’re so fucking hot.” She pulled her fingers away and pressed a quick hot kiss to your lips.

“What do you say we finish this later?” You asked, pulling away.

“Whatever you say, hun. You coming?” She pulled the whiskey back up to her lips, taking a swig.

“Just gonna straighten myself out.” Lexi winked, walking away. Once she was far enough, you turned to face Abby still leaning against the tree.

Abby stepped back out from the tree she had taken cover behind.

“The fuck was that?”

“Aw, Abby, Owen not taking care of you?” Abby let out a mocking laugh.

“I meant your choice in partner. Seriously? Lexi?”

“What’s wrong with Lexi?” You defended, folding your own arms over your chest.

“Nothing, nothing.” Abby held her hands up. “Just thought you had better taste than that.”

“Since when did my taste in women have anything to do with you, Anderson? Especially considering your own clear lack of judgement.” Abby’s face hardened.

“Fuck you.”

“You wish you could, Anderson. I’m just not sure you could keep up.” You pushed off the tree, reaching down to zip up your pants as you stalked back to the fire, leaving her in the dark.

You only found out the next morning that Owen had broken things off three days prior.

You felt awful, but pushed it down. She had spent the past couple years treating you like shit, and the one time you returned the favour, you suddenly felt guilty?

You shook it off, and returned to the normal routine. Until today.

You headed to the armoury, opening your locker and pulling out a slightly battered sniper rifle, a 9mm, and restocking your pockets with ammo. Pulling on your pack, you headed out back and hopped onto your assigned truck. You pulled a small book out your sack, and waited as everyone got loaded on.

It was tradition by now, everyone had learned you didn’t partake in the pre-shit show banter and chatter. You read, you shot, and then you chilled.

“The fuck is this?” You didn’t look up when you heard her voice. “No, Manny she shouldn’t be here.” You heard shuffling as Manny pulled Abby aside and talked her down. A couple minutes later she hopped onto the back of the truck and sat as far down the bench as possible.

“Apparently I’m covering your ass today.” Abby grunted, and you flipped to the next page. Tony chuffed, and looked over at Abby.

“She doesn’t talk before runs. Or during actually.”

“The fuck…” You tuned out Abby grumbling, zoning into your book until you felt Manny clap you on the shoulder.

“It’s time.” You nodded, stowing your book and standing. You followed him into the building, ignoring the gunshots that covered your entrance. You made your way to rooftop, Abby moving silently in your wake. Busting the door open, you quickly made your way to the edge, and began setting up the rifle. Abby stuck by the door, and you let out a chuff of your own.

“Heights.” You remembered. “Are you going to be able to do this?” You called to her.

“I’m fine. Worry about yourself.” Abby turns her back, focusing on the doorway.

Half an hour later and the street below was littered with corpses of runners and Scars alike. The Scars had come first, pushed out of hiding by the runners, all part of Isaac’s brilliant plan. The silencer on sniper mostly concealed your location, Abby had been stationed just incase any managed to slip through the building clearing or the first defence line. You had spent the whole time with your eye to the scope, all other sounds or distractions tuned out.

“All clear, fuck!” Manny came to a halt at the doorway. You hauled yourself up from the ground, disassembling the rifle, and packing it back up. You turned to see the pile of bodies Abby had left. Three scar, one much larger than the others, and five clickers. Abby was sat leaning against an air duct, rewrapping the bandages around her knuckles and wrist, a deep gouge oozing blood down the left side of her face.

“You’re welcome.” She grunts in your direction, standing and grabbing her rucksack.

“Thanks.” You returned, straight faced.

Abby stares at you for a moment, then laughs and stalks away. Manny looks between you, before following Abby.

The truck was silent on the ride back, two people lighter than on the way out. You sat, staring at the floor, ignoring Abby’s eyes on you. She had seen it when she got to the ground floor. The devastation you had left in your wake. At least four times the amount of her own kills. You had seen the way she looked at you as you got onto the truck. She hadn’t realised what living at WLF had turned you into, she hadn’t been paying attention. She’d never seen the look in your eyes after a run, hollow and empty. Hadn’t thought about why you didn’t want to talk about what went down on runs with the group, why everyone but your friend group tended to eye you as you walked down the halls. They’d fashioned you into a killer, and stollen the light that used to shine in your eyes. They’d done the same thing to her.

The showers were running hot that day, the fog they created obscuring her vision slightly as she watched you. You stood under the hot water, head tipped back, eyes shut as tears camouflaged with the water. Behind you eyes, a movie of your killing spree played out like pantomime. You saw each of them go down, saw their lives up until that point play out until the moment your bullet found them. Then you scrubbed it all away, and drifted back to your room with raw skin, and blurry eyes.

The knock came not long after.

“I know you probably don’t want to talk, but…please let me in.” You paused, hand over the handle, before you opened the door and walked away. You sat on the small couch and gestured to the coffee table. Abby sat, legs spread wide, leaning forward on her knees.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered, and you pulled your knees to your chest, suddenly feeling vulnerable in your pj shorts and sports bra. “I’m sorry for ignoring you, I’m sorry for leaving you alone, I’m sorry for putting you on the shit patrol runs. I’m sorry for everything, fuck, Y/N.” She runs her hands over her face, finally looking up to see your vacant eyes staring back. “I’m sorry for scaring all those girls off when they tried to talk to you. I’m sorry I didn’t protect you. All of it, I fucked it all up… Somewhere in her rambling, your eyes hardened, became piercing. She watched you reassemble yourself, piece by piece, shut down and toughen into something else.

“You should go.” You cut her off. Her breath caught, noticed the way your fingers tightened around your calves, your breath became stilted. Suddenly you shot off the couch, moving towards the door. “Get out. Now!” You were on the edge, about to slip and the last thing you needed was Abby fucking Anderson witnessing you crumble. She stood, walking over to you. A breath wheezed in your chest, hands shaking, you recoiled away from her.

“Y/n…”

“Please. Leave.” The gasp that left you seemed to puncture the bubble around you, as your knees gave way and she caught you. She shoved the door closed, and pulled you into her lap, feeling you shake and gasp. Her arms coiled around your back, hands rubbing soothingly up and down your spine, letting you bury your head in her shoulder. “I hate you.” You whimpered into her, arms in a vice grip around her shoulders, nails digging into her shoulder blades.

“I know, I don’t blame you.” She sighs, pushing her head into your neck, rocking you back and forth. Slowly, your breathing returned to normal, body becoming limp. You pulled back, moving a hand to the side of her face as you looked down into big blue eyes almost as wet as your own.

“Don’t leave me again.”

“Never.” Abby sucked in a quick breath before pushing her lips to yours. It was gentle, tender as she waited to see how you reacted. She expected a slap, for you to crawl away, hurl the lamp at her. Instead you pressed yourself closer, hand moving to the back of her neck, tilting her head up and slanting so you fit together perfectly.

It got messy quickly, panted breaths and wet tongues. Somewhere between kisses her hands dropped to your hips, gripping and pulling. She groaned when she felt your hips roll against her, bucking up to press closer. The second time she did it, you let out a whimper that almost made her heart stop.

“Fuck, you make such pretty sounds.” She groaned, dropping her lips to your neck, down to your collar bone. You pulled back, tugging off the sports bra, and watching as she quickly wrapped her lips around a nipple. A hazy mix of tongue and teeth had your eyes rolling back.

“I want you so bad.”

“You’ve got me, I’m right here.” Abby shifted, laying you gently on the floor and trailing hot lips down your torso. She had your pjs and panties pulled down around your ankles before you could process the cold air that goose bumped your skin. She pushed your knees apart and up, latching to the soft skin of your inner thigh, teasing her tongue around the very edges of you. She teased until your hips were bucking up and your groans turned to whimpers before she ran her tongue over you.

“Fuck, you do taste sweet.” She groaned, delving back in to part your lips with her tongue before wrapping around your clit, licking and sucking until you were keening and begging for more. She teased a finger at your entrance, feeling the way you tried to suck her in, looking up to see watery eyes looking back at her. As your mouth parted to beg, she slipped a finger in gently, your head dropped back and hands shot to her head.

With hands full of her braid you pulled her closer, feeling her finger curl inside you, triggering a pulse so tight it rippled up through your abdomen. Her finger moved gently as she sucked your clit harshly into her mouth, flicking her tongue over the sensitive bud until your whimpers turned back into full out moans.

“So close, Abs.” You cried, hips wriggling as you tried to find the right spot to tip you over the edge. Abby slipped another finger inside, curling up again and speeding up slightly. She flattened her tongue, and the added pressure launched you over. “Fuck!” Your back arched almost painfully as your legs shook beside her head, she slowed, letting you ride out your high, hips jolting slightly.

Once she was sure you were done, she gently eased out and away from you, running her hands up your sides, and picking you up from the hard floor. She cradled you in her arms, placing a kiss on your forehead before settling you on your bed.

You were still floating as she tucked you under the covers, pulling her pants off and getting in beside you. She pulled you to her, and you nuzzled into her chest.

“I’m never leaving you again.” She placed another tender kiss onto your hairline, stoking your hair as you drifted off to sleep, a soft smile curling your lips.

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Post 1223

“You are a follower, Please work on that." --Judge

Jake Kenneth Lee Burghduff, Montana inmate 3035396, born 2002, incarceration intake December 2023 at age 21, sentenced to 15 years, with 10 suspended; scheduled release date not available

Deliberate Homicide

In October 2023, a Ludlow, South Dakota, man was convicted for his role in the murder of a Montana man.

Jake Burghduff, who was found guilty of deliberate homicide by a Prairie County, Montana, jury on Aug. 23, 2023, was given a 15-year sentence in a Montana courtroom with 10 years suspended. Judge Olivia Rieger placed Burghduff, 21, in the custody of the Montana Department of Corrections.

That means he will be evaluated before he is placed in prison, where he would be eligible for parole, or in a treatment facility, or even sentenced to serve his term at his home.  Burghduff was given credit for the 253 days he has served since he was arrested for taking part in the murder of Isaac Carrier, a 30-year-old Fallon, Montana, man.

Carrier was in bed and likely asleep in his apartment when he was shot in the back of the head and killed on January 23, 2023. The apartment was then set on fire. Suspicion immediately centered around another South Dakota man, Sterling Brown of Camp Crook. His wife, Katie Bivens, was previously married to Carrier, and they had a young son, Stetson.

Carrier was engaged in a highly emotional battle over Stetson with Bivens and Brown. A custody hearing on the boy’s status was scheduled for January 25, but Carrier’s death canceled that and placed a bigger issue on the table: Who killed him?

Montana Division of Criminal Investigation agents interviewed Brown and Bivens at the Spearfish, South Dakota, Police Station on January. 31, but they denied any involvement in Carrier’s death. That’s a position they maintain.

Montana investigators learned Burghduff had been with Brown the night of the murder, and asked him for an interview. After at first showing reluctance to talk with them, he drove to Spearfish and met with two agents on February 7.

After hours of interrogation, he confessed to his role in the crime, saying he and Brown met, left their cell phones behind and drove to Fallon on the night of January 23. Both were carrying handguns, and they stopped and bought a gas can and filled it with fuel.

During his trial in August 2023, Burghduff said he didn’t grasp the full nature of their trip until they arrived in Fallon. He said he remained in Brown’s pickup while he went into the small, four-apartment building in the Montana town.

Brown shot Carrier, poured gasoline on his body and throughout the apartment and set it on fire before driving back to South Dakota, Burghduff told the investigators. He said once he realized the crime that had been committed, he drank more beer to get drunk and not think about what had happened.

Burghduff was originally charged with arson and tampering with evidence. But before his trial opened on August 21, he was charged with deliberate homicide.

After a three-day trial in which he did not testify, a jury, made up of six women and six men, returned the verdict of guilty.

At sentencing, the first people to provide victim impact statements were Carrier’s parents, Jackie and Chuck Carrier, his sister Toni Riley and his brother William Carrier. All asked for the maximum possible sentence of 100 years.

All four spoke via Zoom from the family home outside of Lockwood, Missouri. They were at times overcome with emotion, shedding tears as their voices broke.

Chuck Carrier, said he thought Burghduff had to be aware of the reason behind that drive to Montana on January 23, even if he is a person of “low intelligence.”

Burghduff’s parents, Lex Burghduff of Belle Fourche, South Dakota, and Heidi Sallquist of Camdenton, Missouri., as well as his sisters Anniekate Burghduff of Ludlow, South Dakota, and Lexy Ward of Bar Nunn, Wyoming, and two friends spoke on his behalf. Several others submitted written statements of support.

“Jake is my son and best friend,” Lex wrote. “He has been with me on the ranch his whole life.”

He said Brown was a “predator” who took advantage of his son’s good nature and as a way to retaliate against Lex for preventing him from dealing drugs to other young cowboys. Lex said Jake had been used both by Brown and the investigators and urged the judge to allow Jake to return home as soon as possible.

They said he was a kind, gentle and generous person who helped friends and neighbors on a regular basis.

Sallquist said she and her ex-husband shared custody of Jake and Anniekate, but when Jake was home in South Dakota, his father allowed him to drink beer and cocktails at a young age. That prevented him from allowing “his brain a chance to grow and develop,” she wrote.

Sallquist said she agreed with the judge’s decision not to dismiss the case, and said after near-daily calls with her son, she sees him growing and maturing. After dropping out of high school during his senior year because he did want to take classes remotely because of the COVID-19 pandemic, he now wants to complete his studies and obtain a diploma.

“I believe this experience as rough as it is has been a benefit to Jake,” Sallquist wrote.

Judge Rieger took note of Jake’s issues with alcohol. He was 20 years when the murder was committed, too young to legally drink in South Dakota, but he already had a pair of DUIs, as well as a minor in possession charge.

Montana Assistant Attorney General Meghann Paddock spoke for the prosecution, asking for a 40-year prison sentence with 20 years suspended. Prairie County Attorney Dan Rice was at her side but did not speak. Montana Assistant Attorney General Dan Guzynski, who led the team during the trial, was not in the courtroom and watched via remote.

Paddock said it’s still unclear exactly what happened in Fallon that night. While Burghduff insists he did not enter the apartment, a neighbor said she heard cowboy boots in the hallway. Burghduff was wearing boots, while Brown had soft shoes on.

“It’s the state’s position that he told just enough to point the finger at Sterling Brown,” Paddock said.

Burghduff was represented by Montana public defenders Hailey Forcella and Michael Haase of Miles City. Haase said he disagrees with the decision handed down by the jury, noting they come from a rural county with a low population and likely felt pressure to return a guilty verdict.

“This was not an easy decision,” he said, with some jurors in tears and wearing a defeated look on their faces when the verdict was read, in his view.

Haase also said Judge Rieger had come close to dismissing the case during the trial. She called a lengthy recess at one point before allowing the trial to continue.

“It’s clear, at least to me, that this court was very close to dismissing this charge,” he said. Rieger confirmed that as she announced the sentence. “It is very clear, the court did not enjoy this case at all,” she said. Rieger also said the jury’s verdict may be reversed. “I believe your appellate motions will have merit,” she said.

Haase said while his client had many several poor choices, he had not committed a crime. He said Burghduff was taken advantage of by an older man who talked him into riding along on a deadly mission even though Burghduff has no reason to harm Carrier.

“This is not justice,” Haase said. “The state has simply got this case wrong.”

Burghduff, who was silent throughout his trial, was sworn in and answered questions from the judge about his assets. He said he owns $22,000 worth of cattle and horses, along with saddles and some other items, and owes almost $18,000, mostly for a surgery he had in August 2022.

Burghduff, who was wearing white-and-orange striped jail clothing, declined an offer to make a statement.

She said Burghduff’s problems with alcohol were likely a factor in his participation in this crime. During a pre-sentence investigation, he said he started drinking heavily when he was 15.

She ordered him to undergo an alcohol use assessment, an anger management review and a mental health evaluation. During his time in DOC custody, he must complete a GED course to obtain the equivalent of a high school degree.

The judge also urged him to make better choices in friends.

“You are a follower,” Rieger said. “Please work on that.”

As of May 2024, a trial for Brown had not been conducted. He was released from custody in November 2023 on a $1 Million bond.

4y

[nev3rfound]

drunk text me : s.g

loosely inspired by the song ‘drunk text me’ by lexi jayde. but this one has a happier ending for the end of 2022. 

masterlist / permanent taglist / etsy shop

feel free to send requests in as I am still lovesick over mk and oscar Isaac in general.

also wanna say thank you for all the support this year, it’s been a wild one for sure! 

Swirling the near empty glass in hand, your name being called is a faint mumble as you remain lost in thought.

A gentle nudge finally brings you back to the cocktail bar that you were dragged along to for celebrations. “Y/n, you still there, babes?” Your friend chuckles, giving your other friend a knowing look as you sigh heavily into the glass.

“Yeah,” You glumly answer, barely lifting your head up to see two deep-set frowns aimed your way. “come on, leave me alone.” Lifting the glass up, you swallow the last of the drink now heavily diluted from the melted ice.

Quick to signal the waitress, your friend orders another round of drinks, something you can’t help but feel is not the wisest idea.

“We didn’t say anything!” Your other friend holds her hands up in protest with a tipsy smile crossing her face. “You’re the one looking like you’re at a funeral, it’s fucking New Year’s Eve!” She reminds you, motioning vastly to those around you and the banners littering the walls.

Rubbing your hand across your face it already feels heavy from the four rounds gone since you arrived. Behind you there’s a couple, talking about how much they love one another and the mere thought is making your drink want to reappear in your glass.

“It’s just not fair, you know?” It sounds whiny, and you know all too well this is not what they brought you out for or to hear all night. “Who sends a text saying ‘I’ve got to leave the country’ and never texts again, like, what?” You babble, reaching for the brightly coloured drink with the umbrella sticking out that the waitress places down.  

“I know hun, it’s not right and he was a dick for that.” Your friend pats your shoulder. “So even after all this time, not a word?”

Shaking your head in response, your body sways from the movement. “You deserve better.” She raises her glass, motioning for you to join.

The three of you hold your glasses up. “To better dick in 2023.” You cheer along half heartedly, trying not to think about the man who brought you nothing but joy for six months of the year.

***

Sitting in the darkness of the flat, Steven listens to the growing sound of celebrations outside whilst his thoughts cloud his mind.

“Hey, it’s almost New Year, buddy.” Marc chimes in from Gus’ fish tank with a half smile. “Onwards and upwards, you know?”

Steven scoffs, turning away from the fish tank, and walks over to his book covered desk. “I just should’ve told her sooner.” He admits with a sigh. “She deserved so much better than that and I can’t even show my face.”

Marc huffs internally, tired of watching this back and forth Steven keeps having with himself. “I’m all for it, man, I told you so when we got back from Cairo.” Marc reminds him. “Big birds gone, you can do what or who you want!”

“It’s not that simple though, Marc!” Steven quietly lashes out, wanting to add so much more but he can hear his phone vibrating from his desk.

Rushing over, he pushes his books aside without a care until the light pokes through the pages. Your name and a daft photo of you illuminate his screen as he shakily lifts it up.

“H-hello?” He can barely hear as he calls out your name, the raucous of screams and shouts following you through the line.

“Can you hear me?” You practically yell, and Steven can feel his anxiety peaking; you’re just drunk. “Steven?” You repeat his name once more, stepping outside of the venue, and quickly glancing back to make sure your friends haven’t followed you. “Are, are you there?”

Now outside, you can feel the bitter chill of London. Wrapping one arm around yourself, you lean against the wall for support now feeling the cocktails going straight to your head.

“I’m here.” Steven responds. “Why, erm, how come you called?” He knows it’s a stupid question, you probably didn’t mean to call, why would you?

You interrupt Steven from his downward spiral. “I miss you, I, I know it’s stupid 'cause you’re the one who fucking ghosted me, like who does that anyway? But you did it anyway and I miss you being around. I miss a lotta things but you’re one of them.” It all comes pouring out, you’re unsure if it even makes sense but Steven, he can hear you perfectly.

“I am such a dick, I know.” Steven buries his face into his free hand, groaning loudly. “And I am sorry, Y/n. I truly am. I get it if you never wanna see me again, I’ll keep outta your way and-”

“Hold on.” You stop him from proceeding, holding your hand out in front of you like he was there in person. “You, you’re back?” You ask, now blankly staring at the street full of people.

‘Well done, Steven.’ Marc chuckles dryly.

Huh, yeah I, I got back two days ago?” His voice rises an octave as he clutches the phone tightly in his hand. “Y/n?” Pulling the phone away, he’s still on the call with you. “You, you there?” He asks again, more stressed this time.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Steven Grant, you’re back?!” You almost scream down the line, followed by a laugh.

Smiling wearily, Steven nods to himself. “I, yeah.” He answers. “But like I said, I’ll stay well out of you’re way I don’t wanna make things awkward for you with work or,”

“No, no, Steven, stop, please.” Once more you can’t help but cut him off. Maybe it’s the alcohol giving you the push you’ve been needing or you don’t want to spend another minute without him in your life. “I want to see you, I want you to be the one I call when I’m drunk like this or when I’ve had a lousy day at work. I just, I want you to be there, and I want to be there for you too.”

The lines goes quiet now, but from Steven.

“If that was too much, maybe forget I said it?” You quietly request, mentally recalling what you just said.

“Where are you?” He asks, not missing a beat.

Looking up, you repeat the name of the bar. “Why?” Your smile begins to rise again as you listen to the sound of rustling and movements through the phone.

“Just stay there for me, yeah? Don’t go wandering off like you do when you’ve had those cocktails.” Steven remembers, and your heart starts to warm as you hear his front door slam shut, followed by him apologising to it.

“Okay.” It leaves your lips in a whisper as he says goodbye.

The door to the bar opens in a hurry, and a long sigh of relief is heard. “There you are, christ, had us worried!” Your friends walk out, one of them struggling in her heels. “It’s almost midnight, you can’t miss this.” She tugs on your arm, but you remain glued to the spot.

“I just needed some air.” You shrug. “I’ll be back in time, don’t you worry. Go on in, I’ll be there soon.”

Unconvinced, she walks back in, but your other friend hovers a moment longer.

“You called him, didn’t you.” She raises a brow, knowing how to read you all too well. When you nod, she simply chuckles and brings you into a tight hug. “Just let him know, if he dares ghost you again, we’ll make him an actual ghost, okay?”

Chuckling, you thank her before returning to the waiting game of staring at your phone, watching the minutes count down as it nears midnight.

“Scuse me, sorry!” Your ears perk up to that voice as it becomes louder and clearer.

Practically running the corner, Steven has yet to spot you as he tugs on his creased shirt and brushes his curls out from his face.

Whilst he remains oblivious to you, you can’t help but note how he’s still Steven, even after vanishing three months ago.

You watch Steven looking around aimlessly until you shyly raise your hand like it’s the first date and he can’t pick you out. But once his eyes find yours, he knows he’ll never have an issue finding you again.

“Y/n?” Steven happily sighs as he quickly approaches you, mentally debating if to go for a hug or a handshake or-

Not giving him a chance to decide, you wrap your arms around his neck tightly. “Hi, Steven.” You mumble into him, slowly feeling his hands wrap around your back, squeezing you tightly in response. “Thanks for coming back.”

Slowly easing his hold on you, his toothy grin expands. “I’m sorry I let you go, I,”

Steven is interrupted as cheers from inside intensify. “Almost midnight.” You remind him. “You were saying?”

“Right,” Steven nods. “there’s so much I need to explain to you, and if you’ll let me that is, but I don’t want to lose you, not for good.”

“You, you want me back?” It sounds so uncertain from your tongue, but Steven lifts his hand up to cradle your cheek.

“I never wanted to let you go in the first place, and for that, I’ll forever be making it up to you.” He explains, just as everyone inside begins to count down. “And I don’t want to go into this New Year without you, as cheesy as that makes me sound.” He laughs, hearing Marc cringe at that comment.

Resting your hand over his, you smile into his embrace. “Good job I like you, Steven Grant.” You lean closer as the countdown hits 0, kissing him through the cheers and fireworks all around, knowing you’d be starting the new year fresh with Steven by your side.

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Misc. Masterlist pt. II

This Masterlist is for fandoms that I've only written a handful of fics for.

Chase Graves  Trust Issues | Zombie Killer

Lowell Tracey  Flirt

Carmen Berzatto Blueberry BBQ | Strawberry Gazpacho | Peaches & Cream

Sonny Carisi 2am | Feels

Logan Echolls  Alternaprom

Garcia Flynn Puzzles

Tom Davidson Question…? | Cowboy Like Me

Tyler Townsend Home Game

Leo West Mykonos

Fezco Fire Starter pt. 2 | Party Dress | Ride | Birthday

Camera Roll Series

Fezco | Lexi Howard | Cassie Howard | Rue Bennett | Kat Hernandez | Maddy Perez | Jules Vaughan

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Teen Wolf

Isaac Lahey Haunted House

[drvcxrys]

hello guys! i'm going to post this starter call and also a plot call for the event. feel free to ask the starters that you like or just like to plot, for the starter call, there is no cap. i'm going to put under this read more who is there willingly and who is there not and also the ones that are open for death has an asterisk so you can see <3

willingly went in:

alice cullen

edward cullen (characters encounter a pit trap, so obvious they almost want to explore) kaiden (monster: werewolf)carlisle cullen (monster: masked murderer wearing the Ghostface mask)laurent da revin (monster: minotaur) kate denali (characters enter a portion of the maze to find it completely dark.)

*anna of arendelle

*betty cooper

*beverly marsh

*buffy summer

*caitlin snow

*caroline forbes

enzo st. john (though relatively empty the plant life whispers threats and warnings to people in this portion of the maze. It tells them to give up on their progress)

claudia

emma swan

patia por´co (monster: masked murderer wearing the ghostface mask) killian jones (monster: giant spiders)

*hermione granger

hagrid (though relatively empty the plant life whispers threats and warnings to people in this portion of the maze. It tells them to give up on their progress) harvey hufflepuff (the area is just absolutely full of croaking frogs. they aren’t dangerous but they are loud and difficult to step around) james potter (monster: a hoard of geese)

*hope mikaelson

rebekah mikaelson (monster: living scarecrow) klaus mikaelson (characters wander in to a giant feast, long empty tables piled high with food, with chairs much too high for anyone human to sit in.) josie saltzman (monster: skeletons)

*isabelle lightwood

max lightwood (monster: ghosts) leia organa (monster: skeletons)

jill roberts

tatum riley (the area is just absolutely full of croaking frogs. they aren’t dangerous but they are loud and difficult to step around.) stu macher (characters wander in to a giant feast, long empty tables piled high with food, with chairs much too high for anyone human to sit in.)

kara danvers

lexie grey (characters are greeted by two beings the size of children but with pumpkins for heads arrive with a cart, gesturing for characters to get in) alex danvers (monster: living corn attempting to eat characters. It is still the size of regular corn.)

katara

korra (characters enter a mud filled portion of the maze, where their footsteps feel heavy, and every push further seems to sink them farther and farther into the mud.)

lila pitts

diego hargreeves (monster: a swarm of bats)

*lissa dragomir

isaac lahey (monster: ghosts)

*nancy wheeler

rapunzel corona

*samanha carpenter

kirby reed (monster: gelatinous cube) billy loomis (monster: masked murderer wearing the ghostface mask) feng xing (monster: stormtroopers)

sara lance

sheila hammond

kevin snipe (monster: minotaur)bloo regard (monster: a rat with a gun)marco del rossi (monster: murderous clown)

usagi tsukino

madoka kaname (characters walk into this portion of the maze to immediately be caught in a giant spider web, trapping them.)

wednesday addams

dragged in:

*annabeth chase

*annie cresta

*bianca di angelo

bree tanner

choi nam ra

*daenerys targaryen

drogon (monster: dementors) aelin (the husks of corn emit a poisonous gas, making characters weaker the longer they breath it in)

daphne bridgerton

eloise bridgerton (monster: a rat with a gun) edmun bridgerton (monster: living corn attempting to eat characters. It is still the size of regular corn.)

*effy stonem

*elizabeth midford

*hanna marin

heidi volturi

yoon chi woo (monster: a hoard of geese) victoria sutherland (characters encounter a pit trap, so obvious they almost want to explore)

intouch chatpokin

*jane

*jean grey

jessica riley

malia tate

peter hale (the area exists as a zone of truth, making characters incapable of lying. characters are aware of this when they enter the space)

*manaow

team siriyothin (characters reach a dead end, full of pollen spores, which when inhaled make characters feel drunk for the next hour)

*mary stuart

lola fleming narcisse (characters enter a mud filled portion of the maze, where their footsteps feel heavy, and every push further seems to sink them farther and farther into the mud)

*melinda halliwell

piper halliwell (monster: living scarecrow)

myrcella baratheon

*narcissa black

rabastan lestrange (monster: skeletons) lily evans (characters encounter a pit trap, so obvious they almost want to explore)

*rhaena targaryen

lucerys valeryon (monster: a rat with a gun)

sharon carter

daisy johnson (characters walk into this portion of the maze to immediately be caught in a giant spider web, trapping them) peggy carter (the area is just absolutely full of croaking frogs. they aren’t dangerous but they are loud and difficult to step around.)

*victoire weasley

fred weasley (monster: minotaur) fleur delacour (characters enter a portion of the maze to find it completely dark) teddy lupin (monster: dementors)

win wanichakarnjonkul

*yelena belova

[aphrodisicc]

hi! i'm lexi. i'm thirty, live in the est timezone, and i love to write smut! below are a list of some of my kinks, limits, and faces i like. the bolded ones are my favorites! as far as muses go, i enjoy playing most dynamics (top/bottom, dom/sub/switch) and males and females. i don't have much experience writing nonbinary muses yet, but i would love to! i do try to tag triggering things, but this is in general a blog that will contain triggering and dark content. if you would like to rp, please feel free to dm me or ask for my discord!

kinks. abusive dynamics. aftercare. age gaps. anal. begging, bdsm. biting. body worship, bondage. cockwarming. dd/lg. dom/sub. dubcon. hair pulling. impact play. incest. marking. orgasm control/denial. power differences. praise. rough sex. spanking. taboo subjects. teasing. toys. 24/7. open to most.

limits.  anything involving minors. beastiality. blood play. needles. scat. vore.

favorite femme faces.  abigail cowen. adelaide kane. adeline rudolph. adria arjona. ana de armas. arden cho. ayça ayşin turan. brittany o’grady. camila mendes. chloe bennett. danielle campbell. demet özdemir. fivel stewart. florence pugh. gemma chan. haley lu richardson. hande erçel. jamie chung. kaylee bryant. kiana madeira. lindsey morgan. laura harrier. lily james. madison bailey. madelyn cline. margot robbie. melisa pamuk. mishti rahman. naomi scott. natasha liu bordizzo. olivia holt. shay mitchell. simone ashley. summer bishil. sydney park. sydney sweeney. zendaya. zion morena.

favorite masc faces.  aaron tveit. alex fitzalan. can yaman. charles melton. charles michael davis. charlie hunnam. chris evans. garrett hedlund. henry cavill. henry golding. froy gutierrez. jacob elordi. jeffrey dean morgan. jensen ackles. jesse williams. john boyega. jon bernthal. michael trevino. michiel huisman. oliver jackson cohen. oscar isaac. pedro pascal. peter gadiot. rahul kohli. regé-jean page. richard madden. scott eastwood. sean teale. sebastian stan. taylor zakhar perez. theo james. tom hardy. tom holland. tyler posey.

favorite nb faces.  liv hewson. lizeth selene. nico tortorella.

[starlitskvaderart]

Midori One Day One Page 88!

Can't do a Lufia Week without a Shaia... I was torn on whether to draw Lexis, Raile, or Isaac but eventually decided on a wild card option: Yu Shaia from the canceled Ruins Chasers, a game I've been mourning for over two decades (though some of its aesthetic snuck into the DS remake of Lufia II....)

Commissions | Ko-Fi | Etsy

[doyelikehaggis]

Fandoms + Ships (for Prompt Purposes)

As I like to reblog prompts a lot but have the annoying little habit of jumping ship on a fandom fast than a pirate invasion, I decided it is finally time I make an official list, which will be constantly updated as I develop new interests! If there’s a ship you want to request but it isn’t here, just ask and I’ll let you know where I stand with it!

In The Flesh

• Kieren x Rick

• Kieren x Simon

The Hunger Games

• Everlark (Katniss/Peeta)

• Finnick/Annie

• Haymitch/Effie

• Katniss/Madge

HSMTMTS

• Caswen (Ricky/EJ)

• Portwell (EJ/Gina)

• Mashlynn (Maddox/Ashlynn)

• Ricky/Jet

The Vampire Diaries

• Stelena (Stefan/Elena)

• Mattlena (Matt/Elena)

• Tylena (Tyler/Elena)

• Elenijah (Elijah/Elena)

• Barolena (Bonnie/Caroline/Elena)

• Stexi (Stefan/Lexi)

• Denzo (Damon/Enzo)

• Forwood (Tyler/Caroline)

• Maroline (Matt/Caroline)

• Bamon (Bonnie/Damon)

• Bamenzo (Bonnie/Damon/Enzo)

• Carenzo (Caroline/Enzo)

• Dalijah (Damon/Elijah)

• Parkwood (Tyler/Liv)

• Klayley (Klaus/Hayley)

Legacies

• Handon (Hope/Landon)

• Jandon (Josie/Landon)

• Henelope (Hope/Penelope)

• Hizzie (Hope/Lizzie)

• Kizzie (Kaleb/Lizzie)

• Methan (MG/Ethan)

• Ked (Kaleb/Jed)

• Dark!Jobastian (Dark!Josie/Sebastian)

• Landizzie (Landon/Lizzie)

Teen Wolf

• Sciles (Scott/Stiles)

• Scydia (Scott/Lydia)

• Mccallinski (Lydia/Scott/Stiles)

• Stalia (Stiles/Malia)

• Malydia (Malia/Lydia)

• Stira (Stiles/Kira)

• Scira (Scott/Kira)

• Liason (Liam/Mason)

• Allydia (Allison/Lydia)

• Allerica (Allison/Erica)

• Berica (Boyd/Erica)

• Malisaac (Malia/Isaac)

• Lydora (Lydia/Cora)

• Allora (Allison/Cora)

• Scanny (Scott/Danny)

• Malira (Malia/Kira)

The Witcher

• Yennskier (Yennefer/Jaskier)

• Geraskerer (Geralt/Yennefer/Jaskier)

• Raskier (Radovid/Jaskier)

• Trennefer (Triss/Yennefer)

• Geralt/Triss

EastEnders

• Frobby (Bobby/Freddie)

• Chryed (Christian/Syed)

• Ballum (Ben/Callum)

• Sukeve (Suki/Eve)

• Ben Mitchell/Kheerat Panesar

• Jack Branning/Michael Moon

• Whitney Dean/Chelsea Fox

• Lauren Branning/Peter Beale

• Lauren Branning/Lucy Beale

• Peter Beale/Fatboy

• Zack Hudson/Martin Fowler

• Zack Hudson/Felix Baker

• Anna Knight/Bernie Taylor

• Stacey Slater/Danielle Jones

• Peter Beale/Tamwar Masood

• Darren Miller/Tamwar Masood

• Masood Ahmed/Jane Beale

• Anna Knight/Bobby Beale

• Anna Knight/Bobby Beale/Freddie Slater

• Linda Carter/Alfie Moon

Hollyoaks

• McHay (Ste/John Paul)

• McShepherd (John Paul/Carter)

• Stendan (Ste/Brendan)

• Brendan/Walker

• Joel/Theresa

• Brendan/Warren

• Brendan & Mitzeee (platonic)

• Brendan & Joel (platonic)

• Amy/Michaela

• Leah/Vicky

Friends

• Roey (Rachel/Joey)

• Chanoey (Chandler/Joey)

Stranger Things

• Elmax (El/Max)

• Elumax (El/Lucas/Max)

• Byclair (Lucas/Will)

• Byler (Will/Mike)

• Ronance (Robin/Nancy)

• Steddie (Steve/Eddie)

Glee

• Blam (Blaine/Sam)

• St. Hudson (Finn/Jesse)

• Tike (Tina/Mike)

• Quinntana (Quinn/Santana)

• Pezberry (Santana/Rachel)

• Quinncedes (Quinn/Mercedes)

• Sike (Sam/Mike)

• Jarley (Jake/Marley)

• Kurtbastian (Kurt/Sebastian)

The Flash

• Barrisco (Barry/Cisco)

• Snowbarrisco (Caitlin/Barry/Cisco)

• WestStein (Joe/Martin)

• Superflash (Barry/Kara)

• Thallen (Barry/Eddie)

•Westthallen (Iris/Barry/Eddie)

• Westhawne (Iris/Eddie)

Outlander

• Jamie/John

• John/Brianna

• Brianna/Roger

• Lizzie/Josiah/Kezzie

• William/Denzell

Lucifer

• Lucifella (Ella/Lucifer)

• Douchifella (Lucifer/Dan/Ella)

• Mazifer (Maze/Lucifer)

• Douchifer (Dan/Lucifer)

• Chlaze (Chloe/Maze)

PJO/HoO

• Jasico (Jason/Nico)

• Jercy (Jason/Percy)

• Perachel (Percy/Rachel)

• Rachabeth (Rachel/Annabeth)

• Pipabeth (Piper/Annabeth)

Merlin

• Merthur (Merlin/Arthur)

• Mercelot (Merlin/Lancelot)

•Merwaine (Merlin/Gwaine)

• Morgwen (Morgana/Gwen)

The Dumping Ground

• Elektra/Faith

• Elektra/Carmen

• Carmen/Lily

• Tyler/Jody

• Jody/Sasha

• Tyler/Ryan

• Chloe/Candi-Rose

• Candi-Rose/Bird

• Candi-Rose/Jay

The Story of Tracy Beaker

• Tracy/Crash

• Tracy/Ben

• Tracy/Lol

• Lol/Wolfie

• Crash/Rio

• Justine/Rebecca

Life With Derek

• Dasey (Derek/Casey)

• Derek/Sam

• Derek/Trevor

• Casey/Sally

Boy Meets World

• Shory (Shawn/Cory)

• Jeric (Jack/Eric)

• Eric/Jason

• Shawngela (Shawn/Angela)

• Shawpanga (Shawn/Topanga)

Girl Meets World

• Rilaya (Riley/Maya)

• Riley/Zay

• Riarkle (Riley/Farkle)

• Lucaya (Lucas/Maya)

• Maya/Zay

• Riley/Maya/Zay

Descendants

• Jal (Jay/Mal)

• Jaylos (Jay/Carlos)

• Mevie (Mal/Evie)

• Hevie (Harry/Evie)

• Buma (Ben/Uma)

• Umaudrey (Uma/Audrey)

• Haudrey (Harry/Audrey)

• Humaudrey (Harry/Uma/Audrey)

• Bevie (Ben/Evie)

iCarly

• Creddie (Carly/Freddie)

• Carly/Sam

• Carper (Carly/Harper)

• Sparper (Spencer/Harper)

Victorious

• Tandre (Tori/Andre)

• Jori (Jade/Tori)

Zoey 101

• Quogan (Quinn/Logan)

[minimitchell]

high on you - (ao3 link)

set in april 2021, ben helps callum cross "get high" off his teenage-bucket list

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The house is quiet and settled when Ben finally steps out of the bathroom, the mirrors fogged up from the steam of the water, and crosses the landing towards his and Callum’s bedroom. His hair is still wet from the shower, short strands falling messily onto his forehead, and he didn’t bother covering up with a towel - they’re all alone tonight anyway.

His dad took Kat freaking Slater on a weekend getaway - he didn’t ask for any details; it’s easier to pretend this whole thing isn’t happening at all the less he knows about it -, Lola is out with Isaac and his mum was gracious enough to take Lexi for the night so him and Callum can have a nice evening to themselves for once.

They definitely took advantage of the rare night off from everything. Ben had ordered them some takeout to devour after Callum had come home from his shift today and they had watched a movie downstairs afterwards, before finally retreating upstairs to their room.

It had been nice to just have a quiet meal and watch a movie together. They so rarely get to do this; there’s always someone running around in the house or someone wanting them to deal with something - not to mention all the wedding planning that has taken over every aspect of their life recently - that just existing and talking about mundane things with each other seems like the most amazing thing to them.

The peace and calm from tonight only fueled the wish brewing in Ben’s chest; the want for their own place to call home expanding ever since they got engaged. It’s the natural next step anyway. Once they’re married they should get their own place, away from his dad and everything that comes with living here.

A nice flat maybe. With an extra bedroom for Lexi to stay whenever she wants to. Or maybe a three bedroom one, just in case.

He shrugs the thought off for now, not wanting to get caught up in some faraway fantasy of how their life could potentially play out. They have more than enough time to get there. He just has to remind himself to enjoy the journey there and not try to hurry along to the good bits.

Callum is already lying in bed, dressed only in his boxers on top of the sheets. He’s scrolling through something on his phone, probably wasting time by looking through his social media, his other hand resting on his naked chest. Ben takes a minute to let his eyes roam over the length of him, just admiring his fiancé’s body from head to toe, and it doesn’t take long for Callum to look up from his phone and take in his own fill.

There’s heat in Callum’s eyes when his gaze drops lower; that same fire flickering behind his eyes like it always does whenever he’s looking at a naked Ben. Almost two years to the dot of them knowing each other and the pull between them never diminishes, never stifles or flickers. It’s always there, simmering between them and pulling the other in like magic.

It burns so bright in his veins that Ben almost forgets about the thing hiding in his bedside drawer - the little plan he’d come up with a few days ago. His hidden agenda for their evening alone together. He was just waiting for the right time to bring this up and now seems pretty perfect to him.

The idea had come to him a couple of days ago after they had found an old document, some sort of list, in Callum’s stuff.

They discovered it while looking for all of the documents necessary for their wedding, hidden away between birth certificates and old school reports. Apparently, it had been a school assignment from ages ago that somehow survived years and several moves across London and the square respectively.

At first, it had been fun to read all the things a young Callum wanted to achieve before he turned the big 3-0, but Callum had become more subdued the longer they looked at it, ultimately realizing he hadn’t actually done most of the things on there.

Sure, some things were just musings of a teenager that doesn’t really know how the world works yet and Callum was well aware that he wouldn’t ever become a millionaire and live in a mansion, but other things seemed to bother him more than he’d thought.

To him, seeing so many things he hadn’t managed to achieve by now just screamed failure. Even though he’s more than halfway there to cross off the��get married and have kids bullet points.

Ben had tried to argue that this arbitrary list of things Callum had written years ago when he had been a completely different person - hell, at the time he barely was his own person yet - says nothing about his current life and his accomplishments. And while Callum had agreed with him at the time, Ben could tell in the days following that there were still some lingering doubts there.

And because making sure that Callum is happy has pretty much become his sole mission in life somewhere along the way, Ben messaged an old contact and got something that’s going to help them cross at least one item off of that stupid list.

“You wanna watch some Netflix?“

Ben sinks down onto the bed next to Callum, the hand that’s not holding his phone coming to rest on Ben’s naked thigh when he sits down facing him. His thumb brushes across the soft skin there, causing a shiver to run down Ben’s spine whenever it dips inwards.

“Actually, I have a little proposition for you.“

Callum makes an inquisitive noise, eyebrows darting up towards his own shower-soft hair. Whatever Ben has planned seems to intrigue him enough that he locks his phone and puts it on his nightstand, before turning back to Ben.

His eyes are clear and alert and just so blue that it rushes over Ben like a tidal wave that he’s going to be his forever. He often finds himself looking over at Callum and marbling over how gorgeous he is and how unbelievable it still seems to him that this man is loving none other than him so completely and unconditionally.

This is no different. He’s so overcome with emotions for a moment that he has to reach out and run his hand over the side of Callum’s face affectionately, smiling when Callum leans into the touch almost absentmindedly.

“I know you said you don’t care about that list but I thought, maybe, we could cross something off together. Only if you want to, of course.“

“Okay?“

Ben leans forward to press a soft kiss to Callum’s lips for no other reason than to feel them against his own right now. When he’s momentarily satisfied, he turns around to fish out the little bag with the joint inside and an ashtray he had stashed there earlier out of the drawer, grabbing the little, blue lighter he keeps in there as well. They sometimes use it for candles when they’re feeling particularly romantic. Today he’s going to use it for something a little different.

“Can you open the window?“

Callum doesn’t question him, obviously willing to wait out whatever Ben is planning to do, turning onto his knees so he can reach up and open the window next to the headboard. Ben uses the time to dump everything on the bed between them, reaching back to also grab the lube and place it on the nightstand just in case. If high Callum is anything like drunk Callum, they’re gonna need it pretty soon.

Seeing the little get high in Callum’s squiggly handwriting, written in a tiny font on the edge of the paper like it had been something he didn’t want his teacher to see, had definitely been a surprise. His fiancé tried to reason it away with the fact that he had been like fifteen when he had written it, but Ben had been having way too much fun with that particular wish. Who knew even then there was a little bad boy hiding under all the decency and niceness?

When Callum turns back around his gaze falls straight to the blunt lying on their light blue sheets, still neatly wrapped in the plastic bag. The guy he got it from had looked at him funny for wanting just one, already rolled joint but Ben didn’t care; he was doing it for Callum and only for him.

“You serious?“

Callum’s fingers run over the edge of the baggy, prodding until he gets it open, dipping into it carefully. He looks hesitant, like he wants to take it but is waiting for a cue from Ben that he’s actually allowed to. Like they’re both fifteen again somehow.

“Listen, babe. I might not be able to give you that mansion you wanted to live in yet, but I can give you this. What d’you say?“

The edge of Callum’s bottom lip disappears into his mouth for a moment while his eyes travel from the blunt up to Ben’s face in front of him. It’s apparently enough time for him to make up his mind because the next thing he gives Ben is a decisive nod, that barely hides the excitement breaking out over his face.

The air around them is cooling rapidly thanks to the open window, April in London changing from sunshine to snow at the drop of a hat at the moment, so Ben grabs a discarded hoodie from the floor to throw over his lower half. Maybe being naked wasn’t his best idea.

Ben takes the baggy away from Callum’s fingers and pulls out the joint, pressing it between his lips as he lights it up. The tip of it burns bright red as he takes the first deep drag, letting the citrussy blend fill his lungs. He doesn’t smoke a lot, not anymore anyway, wanting to set a good example for Lexi, but sometimes when he’s had a lot to drink he likes smoking the odd cigarette here and there.

He hasn’t smoked weed in years though, never really had the urgent desire to buy some to be honest, but as the smoke fills him he remembers how much he liked it at times. Callum almost looks hungry in front of him, eyes trained on Ben’s lips in open curiosity. It prompts Ben to take another drag before taking the blunt between thumb and forefinger and passing it over to Callum.

It takes all of Ben’s willpower not to laugh at the expression on Callum’s face right now, somewhere between overwhelmed and determined, but he doesn’t want Callum to feel self-conscious about this. He isn’t really one for smoking. Ben has only seen him with a cigarette once in the entire time they’ve been together, which was coincidentally also the drunkest he’s ever experienced Callum, and it’s obvious he doesn’t really have much of an idea what he’s doing.

Callum takes a deep drag, trying to mimic Ben’s from before but he doesn’t quite manage it, spluttering out a string of coughs. It happens again on his next and that’s enough for Ben to take pity on him, taking the blunt from him and pressing a quick kiss to his lips as a silent apology.

“Come on, it’s easier like this. Just breathe in when I breathe out, yeah?”

Ben lets the hoodie fall away as he slings his leg over Callum’s, climbing into his lap to get better, more comfortable, access to his face. Callum’s hands immediately settle on his thighs, almost like on autopilot.

He takes another long drag from the blunt but instead of swallowing it down he keeps the smoke in his mouth, leaning forward to seal his lips over Callum’s and blowing it past Callum’s open lips into his mouth. It must work better for Callum like this because there’s no coughing this time around. Instead, Ben watches the way his eyes close as he takes in the taste of that particular blend, pressing his lips together like he can somehow chase it.

They shotgun a few more breaths between them and every time their lips linger against each other for a moment longer, desperate to be kissed by one another. Everything around them feels slowed down already, like the air surrounding them is made of syrup and everything is out of focus.

“I can’t believe you never smoked weed before.”

Ben’s voice sounds quiet and rubbery even to his own ears; the words stretched out and unnaturally long. Callum’s hands have traveled to the naked skin of Ben’s back, running up and down along the dip of his spine and ghosting over the swell of his ass against Callum’s thighs.

His movements simultaneously feel slowed-down and heightened at the same time, almost like he’s burning every part of skin he touches. It feels so incredibly good that Ben feels completely breathless from the touch alone; everything zeroed-down to Callum’s hands on his flesh.

“You know I wasn’t like that. Didn’t have many friends, was too shy.”

Ben blows another breath of smoke into Callum’s mouth, tongue running along his bottom lip this time before he leans back again. There’s only a small nub left for them to share, two or three more drags at most, and he’s certain that if it isn’t Callum that’s going to initiate the sex after this, it’ll definitely be him.

He can’t tear his eyes away from Callum; from the way his lips open in anticipation every time Ben takes the blunt into his mouth, from the way he’s gone all heavy-lidded and pliant underneath him. He’s irresistible to Ben any day but right now he’s almost burning with desire for his fiancé.

“You can’t tell me Lee Carter has never smoked weed before.”

The hand that’s not holding the blunt is running up and down Callum’s chest, minutely catching on his nipple on his way over the planes of his body.

Ben takes another drag, blowing it into Callum’s waiting mouth. This time though, he closes it while Ben is still pressed against him, uniting their lips in a soft kiss. He tastes of weed and minty toothpaste and that mixture does it for Ben for some strange reason, and he finds himself deeping their kiss for a moment, letting their tongues brush against one another.

He could easily get lost in this, get lost in Callum, every time they do this. Kissing him will never fail to leave Ben dazed and wanting more; no matter how often they find themselves doing this. He tried to keep track of them at the beginning; tried to note how often he seeks out Callum’s lips in a day and whether it’s unreasonable that he keeps feeling like it’s never enough anyway.

He gave up when he realized he doesn’t have the ability to think about anything else when he’s pressing kisses to Callum’s lips.

“Have you always tasted this good?”

Callum sighs the words onto Ben’s wet lips, sounding completely blissed out. It almost sounds like he’s on a different plane of existence, where nothing is as important as the two of them in this little space they’ve created for themselves, blissful and soft.

Ben is about to reply, to maybe tease him into kissing him some more, when the sound of quiet giggles fills the space between them, tumbling out of Callum’s mouth completely unrestrained. It’s like someone flipped a switch and changed the atmosphere from what was definitely shaping up to be foreplay to the sort of giddy amusement you get when you haven’t slept in hours.

It’s almost textbook, clichéd behavior when someone gets high, but the fact that it’s coming from Callum underneath him is so incredibly endearing that Ben can’t help but join in, matching Callum’s little giggles with a bright laugh of his own.

“You’re so high, Cal.”

Ben lets his head fall forward onto Callum’s shoulder in amusement, pressing a kiss to the taut skin there just because it’s underneath him now. He’s definitely feeling the effects as well, he won’t lie about that, but it’s just too funny to see Callum like this. He’s always so controlled and conscious of himself; it’s always fascinating to see him just be silly and carefree. He only ever lets himself be like this with Lexi or when it’s just him and Ben in the privacy of their room - where they don’t have to hide or pretend - and seeing it now makes his heart flutter in his chest.

Or maybe that’s Callum’s general effect on him anyway.

“I am . I’m high. I’m a police officer and I’m high.”

He says it like it’s some huge revelation he’s having. Like it’s some epiphany he’s just figured out and for his drug-fueled brain it might as well be. Ben knows that Callum lets a lot of things slide because of him when it comes to his job and under the defiance whispering that it’s the least he can do after accepting this job despite their relationship, he’s just thankful to have a man like this by his side.

A man with unwavering loyalty and love for him.

Which is why seeing him like he is now is all the better.

“Well I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”

Ben brings the last piece of the remaining blunt up to his lips, breathing in deeply one last time before sharing it with his husband-to-be. He makes sure he puts the nub out in the ashtray, leaning to the side to leave the tray securely on the nightstand away from them. They’ll have to make sure no one sees the remnants of their little experimentation here, especially Lexi, who’s not above simply strolling into their bedroom at times.

They’ve become really good at hiding certain things in their room.

He closes the window next, shutting out the cold gust of air blowing into the room and leaving only chilled warmth behind. He falls back onto Callum’s thighs when he’s done; their eyes meeting instantly with the way Callum is following his every move with rapt attention.

Their hands settle back onto each other’s skin; Callum’s fingers running up his chest and settling on each side of his neck, thumbs brushing against that good spot at the hinges of his jaw. Callum always knows how and where to touch him just right; has always been able to reduce Ben to each single atom and assemble him back together with just his gentle hands and nimble fingers.

His hands though, don’t even hold a torch to his eyes.

Ben’s downright addicted to the way Callum’s pretty blue eyes follow him anytime he steps foot into the same room as him. He loves how literal that saying is with Callum, how his eyes really are the window to his feelings, to his soul. When Callum is looking at him, he knows what he’s thinking and what he’s feeling.

And he knows where his future is.

He just has to look at him to remember.

“I wanna kiss you.”

Callum leans forward to trail his lips along Ben’s jaw, not pressing into the skin but just trawling along, letting his bottom lip catch on the coarse stubble there. The action forces a sigh out of Ben’s mouth, anticipation building in the pit of his stomach. He wants his fiancé so badly, but there’s no rush in him. Everything else feels slowed-down around them, like time is as thick as molasses all of a sudden, and he doesn’t feel bad about drawing this out as well.

“Congrats, you can. Anytime you want.”

He holds his left hand up as proof, presenting the finger where pretty soon a ring is going to sit shiny and proudly, put there by Callum as a sign of his commitment to Ben. And he’s going to do the same, prove to everyone that this man is it for him for the rest of his life. Their life.

“I might never stop.”

Their eyes meet again and almost as with a snap of the fingers, the atmosphere changes between them; that familiar desperation finding its way back into every touch.

The weed might’ve made him mellow and relaxed but Callum sets his entire soul alight.

“God, I hope you don’t.”

They must lean in at the exact same time, their lips smashing together forcefully, hands kneading the skin underneath them. Their tongues brush back against the other, more desperate and pressing this time. It’s not that they don’t have time, they have more than enough of that tonight, it’s just that they can’t wait anymore to feel that connection with each other.

Callum’s hand runs down over his back while their lips find each other in a steady stream of kisses, dipping down over the swell of his ass and finding his entrance, still faintly wet and opened from his preparations in the shower earlier. He knew there was no way they weren’t going to take advantage of having the house to themselves.

“You wanna?”

Almost two years and Callum still makes sure he’s okay, willing, with everything they do. They have tried a lot, finally having the luxury of having a partner they fully trust and feel comfortable with, but Callum always remembers to look after him; to check in on him and press soft kisses across his face.

It’s so different from some of the experiences he’s had with men over the years and he loves Callum all the more for that. He never feels bad, never feels used or cheap. Only loved.

“Yeah, please.”

Ben lets out a moan when Callum’s finger breaches him and they only get louder when Callum grabs the lube and opens him up again completely, all while never disconnecting their lips from one another. Every touch, every drag of his fingers inside of him lingers, intensified by the weed coursing through his veins.

They connect with pants and sighs, foreheads pressed together and hands gripping every stretch of skin they manage to reach. Every move feels heightened and slowed down at the same time and it might as well be hours they spend rocking into each other; muscles taut and strained.

Ben’s legs tighten against Callum’s hip, knees digging into the skin there, and Callum must know him better than he knows himself because he takes it as the subconscious sign it seems to be and wraps his arms around Ben to roll them over so that he’s covering Ben with his entire body now.

The action still takes Ben by surprise and he can’t help but let out a bright laugh, descending into giggles when Callum joins in for a second; their heads pressed against each other while they’re coming down from this wave of giddiness. It’s another thing that’s completely different to any other man he’s been with. There’s always room for laughter with Callum. For being silly and dizzy with happiness.

It’s the best feeling he’s ever felt.

Another deep kiss breaks when Callum starts moving again and Ben wraps arms and legs around him and just feels for a while, basking in the onslaught of sensations Callum brings him so generously.

Ben isn’t even aware of his orgasm approaching until he’s already being pulled under, head thrown back and gasping through it. It feels like he’s coming longer and more intense than usually, like he’s teetering just over the edge for minutes on end. Somewhere along the way, when he’s still floating just on the brink of awareness, Callum must join him in release, because he emerges from the haze with an armful of fiancé panting against his neck.

It’s quiet for a moment while they both catch their breaths; the air around them still seemingly sticky and sweet. The high is still there, still humming under his skin and singing in his veins, but it’s more subdued now. Like the background noise of a crowded street.

The feeling of Callum’s touches still lingers as well. It almost feels like his hands are everywhere at the same time, denting Ben’s skin where they wander over his arms, soothe over his legs or glide along his sides.

It’s peaceful. At least until Callum starts giggling again, high-pitched laughter interspersed with kisses pressed onto Ben’s neck. Apparently, he’s also not entirely sober and Ben can’t help but join in.

They’re sweaty and dirty and high on each other as much as the weed, still tangled together from head to toe. The giggles and shakes ultimately disconnect them with Callum slipping out of him and Ben takes his head securely in his hands to bring him back up to him, trying to press a kiss to his lips but they’re both laughing too much to make it a proper one.

It’s ridiculous, completely mad, but Ben can’t help but explode with love. He loves Callum so much it barely feels humanly possible sometimes.

There’s really no other man he wants to share his forever with.

For now though, he’ll settle on sharing a blunt, a bed and a life with him.

The rest will come.

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Name Duplicates

Figured I should make a proper post with all the name duplicates. I’ll update periodically as we get new casts. Just counting queens right now, but I’ll probably add LiW eventually.

6 Lauren/Loren/Lorren (Drew, Irving, Santo-Quinn, Byrne, Hunter, Mariasoosay)

5 Ellie (Sharpe, Wyman, Jane Grant, Elysia Cruz, Eloise Lord)  Hana/Hannah (Stewart, Taylor, Lowther, Lawton, Victoria) Jasmine/Jaz (Shen, Forsberg, Hackett, Smith, Robinson) Meg/Megan/Meghan (Gilbert, Leung, Dawson, Dixon Brasil, Corbett)

4 Courtney (Stapleton, Mack, Bowman, Monsma) Erin/Aryn (Ramirez, Bohannon, Caldwell, Summerhayes) Gabriella/Gabriela/Gabbi/Gabi (Stylianou-Burns, Francesca Carrillo, Mack, Boumford)

3 Abigail/Abbi/Abby (Sparrow, Hodgson, Mueller) Adrianna/Adriana (Hicks, Scalice, Glover) Amy/Ami/Aimie (Atkinson, Bridges, di Bartolomeo) Danielle (Steers, Rose, Mendoza) Jessica/Jessie/Jess (Niles, Bodner, Davidson) Julia/Giulia (Pulo, McLellan, Marolda) Maddie/Maddi/Mads (Bulleyment, Firth, Fansler) Maiya/Maya/Amaya (Christian, Quansah-Breed, White) Nicole (Kyoung-Mi Lambert, Lamb, Louise Lewis) Sophie (Golden, Isaacs, -Rose Middleton) Taylor (Iman Jones, Pearlstein, Sage Evans, plus Kelly Denice and Hannah if you count surnames) 2 Amanda: 2 (Lindgren, Lee) Amelia: 2 (Millie O’Connell, Atherton) Ashleigh/Ashlee: 2 (Weir, Waldbauer) Caitlin/Caitlyn: 2 (Tipping, De Kuyper) Casey: 2 (Esbin, Al-Shaqsy) Cassy/Cassie: 2 (Lee, Silva) Chelsea: 2 (Wargo, Dawson) Chloe: 2 (Zuel, Hart) Christina/Cristina: 2 (Modestou, D’Agostino) Deirdre (Dunkin, Khoo) Elena: 2 (Gyasi, Breschi) Eloise: 2 (Sharpe, Lord) Emily: 2 (Harrigan, Rose Lyons) Georgia/Giorgia (Carr, Kennedy) Grace: 2 (Melville, Mouat) Harriet: 2 (Watson, Caplan-Dean) Holly/Holli’: 2 (Musgrave, Conway) Janice/Janique: 2 (Rijssel, Charles) Jennifer: 2 (Caldwell, Kim Ji-woo) Kelly: 2 (Sweeney, Denice Taylor) Kennedy/Kenedy: 2 (Monica Carstens, Small) Kristina: 2 (Walz, Leopold) Laura: 2 (Blair, Dawn Pyatt)” Lexi/Lexie: 2 (McIntosh, Kim Ji sun) Lucy/Lucia: 2 (Aiston, Valentino) Maddison: 2 (Bulleyment, Firth) Millie/Milly: 2 (O’Connell, Willows) Natalie: 2 (May Paris, Pilkington) Olivia: 2 (Alexander, Donalson) Rachel/Rae: 2 (Rawlinson, Davenport) Sydney/Cydney: 2 (Parra, Clark)

[wondererryn]

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🦩Lailagh🦩

🐾Kailee🐾

🍉Macy🍉

⚽️Malia⚽️

Layna⚽

Fiona😜

🏀Brooke🏀

🌸Lily🌸

🌊Brooklyn

🐷Tinzley

🤗Emilio🤗

🦖Gisella 🦖

🦋Nolah 🌼

💅illy💅

🌺Khloe🌻

🐛Eisley🦋

🐸Alyssa🪱

🦕Avery🐋

☁️macey☁️

🐳Bella🐳

💛Tarah🍄

🧊Eli🧊

🙃Peyton🙃

🏈 Will 🤪

⚽️Marvin🔥

⚽️Dominic🥶

⚽️Parker😝

⚽️Noah 🤡

⚽️Caden 🇮🇪

⚽️Brady🤨

🏈Nate🥍

🐓Conrad🐔

😏Ishan🎾

🏀Drew😭

🏈Gavin🏀

🍓Mia🍓

⚾️Gavin🏀

⚽️Davis🏈

🏋️‍♀️Marc🤼

🏀Quinn🏀

🏀Liam🥍

🏒Jack⚾️

🏒Joey🏈

😎Carson🦆

🌸Isabella🌸

🐢Ava🐢

🧸Makayla🧸

⚽Evangeline👑

🌸 Beatrix🌸

🐸丂ㄖ千|乇🐸

🦑 LuCiA🐳

🐬Claire🐬

🐱Stella🐱

🐧Max🐧

🐾 Abby-Rose🐶

💛Sadie🌸

⚽️Amelia⚽️

🎬Daphne🎬

😂N҉a҉d҉i҉a҉😂

🥎Hailey🥎

🥵Zoey🥵

🥶Kylie 🤫

😏Phoenix🏐

🧃Olivia🧃

🤍Evy🤍

😋Natalie😎

🌈Ailey🌈

🏀Sophie🥎

🥎Julia🏐

🥎Abby🏒

🏐Lily🥎

🥺Claire🥍

🤪Ava🦋

⚾️rylan🏒

🥓Daniel🏒

😤Brady🥶

💴Wesley🐤

Colton💪

💞Leighton💞

❤️Trinity❤️

🥎Ava🥎

⚽️Gracie⚽️

🐶Anna🐶

😎Molly😎

🌸Taylor 🌸

✨Greta✨

🇸🇪Jordan🇸🇪

🌑🐺Natalie🐺🌑

😍Olivia😍

🌺Dailyn 🌺

🩰Whitney🩰

🍩Harper🍩

❤️Kaylee💞

🏀Ava🐶🐔

🍉Charlee🍉

🐻Bridget🐻

🌮Jacqueline 🌯

🦒McKinley⭐️💫

🌻Alli👭

⚽️Emery🐶

🦆liv🏒

🍓Evie🍓

🏐Roci🐶

🐵Alivia⚽️

🐱 Aria 🏊‍♀️

🐢Maggie🍌

🍄 Evelyn 🍄

👾Isaac 👾

🍕Pearl 🍕

🐹Margaret 🐹

🥋Zoe🥋

🙄Piper🙄

👩🏻‍🎨Siri👩🏻‍🎨

♋️Piper♋️

👩🏻‍🎨🥞🥗🍕🍝🍬Siri🛼⛸️⛷️🛹🎨

😺Maya😺"

temped to put my name and pass it on now

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Six actors who's names share a common root

Hannah (12) Jana Larell Glover, Anna Uzele, Hana Stewart, Annamaria Baranyai, Anita Gado, Hannah Lowther, Annabel Marlow, Anna Peller, Gerianne Perez, Analise Rios, Hannah Taylor, Anna Terpiłowska

Elizabeth (9) Ellie Jane Grant, Izi Maxwell, Ella Burns, Bella Coppola, Izabela Pawletko, Analise Rios, Leesa Tulley, Elizabeth Walker, Ellie Wyman

Laurence (8) Laura Dawn Pyatt, Lauren Byrne, Lauren Irving, Lauren Mariasoosay, Laura Blair, Lauren Drew, Loren Hunter, Lori McLare

Margaret (7) Małgorzata Chrusciel, Meghan Corbett, Meghan Dawson, Meg Dixon-Brasil, Megan Gilbert, Maggie Lacasse, Megan Leung

Christos (7) Kirsty "Zara" MacIntosh, Keirsten Nicole Hodgens, Cristina D'Agostino, Kristina Leopold, Christina Modestou, Kristina Walz, Krisztina Magyar

Helen (6) Ellie Jane Grant, Elena Breschi, Ella Burns, Elena Gyasi, Aline Mayagoitia, Ellie Wyman

John (6) Jana Larell Glover, Gianna Grosso, Jaina Brock-Patel, Janique Charles, Janice Rijssel, Lori-Jane McLare

Nicholas (6) Nicole Louise Lewis, Nikki Bentley, Nikolett Gallusz, Collette Guitart, Nicole Kyoung-Mi Lambert, Nicole Lamb

Alexander (5) Alexia McIntosh, Sasha Renae Brown, Alexandra "Zan" Berube, Aleksandra Gotowicka, Ji-sun "Lexie" Kim

Gabriella (5) Gabbi Mack, Gabrielle Davina Smith, Gabriela Francesca Carillo, Gabriella Stylianou-Burns, Gabriella Boumford

Jasmine (5) Jasmine Shen, Jasmine Smith, Jasmine Forsberg, Jasmine Hackett, Jaz Robinson

Julius (5) Juli Horanyi, Giulia Marolda, Julia McLellan, Julia Pulo, Jillian Worthing

Adal (4) Alicia Corrales-Connor, Alyssa Giannetti, Alize Ke'Aloha Cruz, Aline Mayagoitia

Amy (4) Amy Bridges, Aimie Atkinson, Amy Di Bartolomeo, Kara-Ami McCreanor

Courtney (4) Courtney Monsma, Courtney Stapleton, Courtney Bowman, Courtney Mack

Emil (4) Amelia Walker, Emily Rose Lyons, Emily Harrigan, Emilia "Millie" O'Connell

Katherine (4) Caitlyn De Kuyper, Kathryn Kilger, Caitlin Tipping, Kate Zulauf

Kayla (4) Kala Gare, Khaila Wilcoxon, Kaylah Attard, Kayla McSorley

Monica (4) Monika Nika Veres, Monique Ashe-Palmer, Janique Charles, Mónika Horváth

Sophia (4) Sophie Golden, Sophie-Rose Middleton, Fia Houston-Hamilton, Sophie Isaacs

Abigail (3) Abigail Sparrow, Abbi Hodgson, Abby Mueller

Aenor (3) Ellie Jane Grant, Ella Burns, Ellie Wyman

Danielle (3) Danielle Steers, Danielle Mendoza, Danielle Rose

Eireann (3) Aryn Bohannon, Erin Palmer Ramirez, Erin Caldwell

Hayley (3) Haley Izurieta, Hailee Kaleem Wright, Hailey Lewis

Laura (3) Laura Dawn Pyatt, Laura Blair, Lori McLare

Lucius (3) Lucy Aiston, Lucia Valentino, Lucinda Wilson

Natalie (3) Natalie Pilkington, Natalie Paris, Natalia Kujawa

Oliver (3) Olivia "Liv" Alexander, Olivia Donalson, Oliver Wickham

Rhiannon (3) Rhiannon Bacchus, Rhiannon Doyle, Rhianne-Louise McCaulsky

Sarah (3) Kala Gare, Sadie Hurst, Sarah McFarlane

Theodore (3) Terica Marie, Didi Romero, Dóra Csonka

Agnes (2) Inez Budd, Agnieszka Rose

Aisha (2) Aiesha Naomi Pease, Aisha Kardffy

Alan (2) Lana Zoe Jensen, Alana M. Robinson

Amanda (2) Amanda Lee, Amanda Lindgren

Ashley (2) Ashlee Waldbauer, Ashleigh Weir

Brian (2) Brianna Brito Mooney, Brianna Javis

Cassandra (2) Cassandra Lee, Cassie Silva

Cathassach (2) Casey Esbin, Casey Al-Shaqsy

Ceallach (2) Kelly Sweeney, Kelly Denice Taylor

Cennetig (2) Kennedy Carstens, Kenedy Small

Charles (2) Carly Mercedes Dyer, Caroline Siegrist

Chelsea (2) Chelsea Lorraine Wargo, Chelsea Dawson

Chloe (2) Chloe Zuel, Chloe Hart

Eloise (2) Eloise "Ellie" Sharpe, Eloise Lord

Eric (2) Terica Marie, Erika Herceg

Grace (2) Grace Mouat, Grace Melville

Hadrian (2) Adrianna Glover, Adrianna Hicks

Henry (2) Harriet Watson, Harriet Caplan-Dean

Holly (2) Holli' Conway, Holly Musgrave

Jennifer (2) Jennifer Caldwell, Ji-woo "Jennifer" Kim

Jessica (2) Jessica Niles, Jessica "Jessie" Bodner

Ludwig (2) Lou Henry, Rhianne-Louise McCaulsky

Maia (2) Maiya Quansah-Breed, Maya Christian

Martha (2) Marta Burdynowicz, Marta Skrzypczynska

Mary (2) Annamaria Baranyai, Marilyn Caserta

Matilda (2) Maddison Bulleyment, Maddison Firth

Melissa (2) Melinda Porto, Melissa J. Ford

Rachel (2) Rachel Rawlinson, Rachel "Rae" Davenport

Renatus (2) Renee Lamb, Brene "Bre" Jackson

Shannon (2) Shannen Alyce Quan, Su-jeong "Shannon" Pae

Sidney (2) Cydney Clark, Sydney Parra

Taylor (2) Taylor Iman Jones, Taylor Pearlstein

Victor (2) Victoria "Vicki" Manser, Viki Singh