#Camp counselor Megan

[108garys]

Scribbled camp counselor Megan again

@kassiekole22 @delurkr @tatjana-fantasy @ctrvpani @qusok @unhingedlesbear @blubary

[honeysuckleharringtons]

any chance you could do Counselors' Lounge for steve please? 🫶🏼💫

hi, love!! i am so so sorry this took so long to get out, work stuff happened and mental health stuff happened but i hope this was worth the wait! it's also not technically workplace but they are working at a summer camp, but if you wanted something else, feel free to leave another ask and i write a new one hehe 🫶🏻💛

"Take Me To The Lake" ~ S. Harrington

Summary: In which Steve's last summer at his childhood summer camp becomes his favorite summer ever.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,048 (she got a lil wordy oops)

Content Warning: reader and steve are implied to be around 18/19, sexual humor and fade to black smut bc steve is a hoe, light mentions of food, mostly fluff but a lil angsty at times, possibly bad descriptions of volleyball bc it's been a minute since i played, reader from ohio lol, lmk if i missed anything!

Extra Notes: yeah i did name it after a taylor lyric, what about it??

Originally Written: 07/07/2024 through 0718/2024

Beta Read By: @writer-in-theory 🫶🏻❤️

masterlist | summer celebration

“You're going down!” Steve shouted from his side of the sandy volleyball court, hands on his hips to further prove his point.

You simply shook your head. “You wish, pretty boy!” It looked a whole lot like he mouthed something to the effect of ‘Yeah, I do,’ but a children's summer camp wasn't exactly the place to unpack that.

Camp Clearwater was probably your favorite place on Earth, and it was the one place on Earth where you were guaranteed a month of wonderful bliss with your favorite person ever. To say it was your favorite month of all twelve in a year was probably a little biased, but when you were getting to see the one person on the planet you adored more than anyone else, it was hard not to pick favorites.

Steve Harrington had started out just like any other camper in your eyes: for one, your rival, considering you were never on the same team at camp due to gender differences; not to mention, he was someone you only saw that one time of year. But, thanks to raging hormones at the wonderful age of thirteen, a chance game of “spin the bottle” after dark had brought the two of you together and you'd been inseparable ever since. Sure, you were pretty much only guaranteed the month of July together, but after that fateful first kiss, you called each other every night and all but forced your parents to drive you to the other's city every now and again for a date or two.

“Alright, when the whistle blows, the Ladybugs will serve,” the announcer practically yelled through the bullhorn. Your bones rattled with the volume of her shout, but it only added to the excitement coursing through you.

The whistle blew, the ball went up, and Kimmy smacked it right into the back corner of the court. Was it cheating for you to pick your two best players for the championship set? Maybe, but with Kimmy's precise serves and Megan's ability to keep the ball in the air no matter how many times she had to dive or slide, it would feel wrong for anyone else to be on that court.

The girls met in the middle of the court for a high five, clearly proud of the serve. Cheering them on from the sidelines, you yelled, “Good job with the ace, girls!”

The ball went up again, this time a lighter serve that barely made it over the net, taking out the setter of Steve's team. Still, they managed to keep the ball up, even with the weaker of their players being the one to spike the ball back over to your side of the court. It went back and forth a few times, eventually ending when Kimmy's block went out of bounds.

Steve had definitely brought his A Game when training the two boys on his team, seeing as most of the round, both your team and his were neck and neck on points. Before you knew it, the score was twenty-three to twenty-three, and either team needed only two more points to win.

In hindsight, maybe it wasn't the best decision to coach against your boyfriend. Sure, healthy competition was always a good thing in relationships, but it was Steve's last year as a counselor, and you'd hate for him to walk away sad. Although, from the crease forming between his brows, you could tell that he was more stressed than anything right now.

“Come on, guys, you got this!” he shouted from his side of the court, hands clapping loudly in excitement. You couldn't resist doing the same, turning to your own team and cheering them on.

The next point went to the Ladybugs when Megan surprised them with a tip that fell right over the net, giving the guys' team basically no time to bounce back. You were one point away, and the thought of winning the championship—even if it was only just at some summer camp—made your heart rattle inside your rib cage.

Then, the Beetles took the next point with a shocking service ace, keeping their team and the game alive.

Two more points and again, it was anyone's game. Your heart pounded and your hands shook at the exhilaration and thrill that this game was giving you.

The ball went back and forth, back and forth, until you'd forgotten you were a coach, not a spectator. You were just as entranced by the ball as the parents watching from the bleachers were, and you didn't even realize what had happened until all the girls on your team came flooding over to you, all squeals and cheers.

“We did it!” one girl, Britt, screamed as she jumped up and down. Another squealed, apparently incapable of forming words. Megan and Kimmy were all smiles as they did the handshake all the girls in your cabin had started doing toward the beginning of the month.

You couldn't help but be proud of your girls, not just Kimmy and Megan, but each of the girls on your team that had fought for this year's trophy. In a sense, it was your last trophy, since you'd now graduated high school and wouldn't be playing in college. Though, you definitely were coming back to Camp Clearwater every summer you could.

After your celebratory dinner in the dining hall and the most bittersweet of goodbyes as you sent all your new friends back home to their parents, you couldn't help but search for your ‘rival’ coach to see how he was handling things.

You found him back in his cabin, alone since all the campers had already been sent home. Walls that were usually filled with posters of baseball players and favorite movies were now bare, beds that normally housed pre-teens were now vacant, and the boy who usually wore a smile was now sporting a frown, one that displayed what looked like sadness and homesickness.

“Cheer up, pretty boy,” you said, catching his attention, his eyes darting up to meet your figure where you stood in the doorway. “You've always known I'm better than you at volleyball.”

He snickered, his frown slightly disappearing. “You wish.”

You stepped closer to him, shutting the cabin's front door lightly behind yourself. “What was that you mouthed at me today? Yeah, I do?”

Steve rolled his eyes, though his expression displayed joy at your words. “Thought you might not have caught that.”

Your hands met his hair, swiping through the brown strands delicately. “I'm a better lip reader than you thought, Harrington.”

“Yeah, that's not your only specialty with lips though, is it?”

A scoff escaped your lips. “Is that all you think about?”

“Sometimes,” he said, a slight smirk tugging at his lips. “But mostly I just think about how pretty you are and how lucky I am.”

A smile pulled at your own lips, your heart nearly melting at his sweet words. Still, despite his demeanor, you still felt the need to ask, “Are we okay after today? No hard feelings?”

His brows creased. “Why wouldn't we be okay?”

“I did beat you at your very last Beach Bug tournament,” you reminded him, your hands moving down to his own and interlocking your fingers.

“Don't remind me,” he said dramatically, throwing his head back. Then, he met your eyes again, his expression sickeningly sweet. “Seriously though, we're okay.”

You held out your pinky finger, a pout appearing on your face. “You prommy?”

He locked his pinky around yours. “Yes, I prommy,” he replied sarcastically before pulling your hand up to his mouth and kissing the knuckles.

Then he was pulling you onto the bed with him, both your legs and his braiding together as they dangled off the side of the mattress. Steve's hand met your waist as he pulled you into his side while his lips met your head for a soft kiss.

“Weird how this is the last weekend I'll spend in one of these cabins,” he mentioned as his eyes darted from you to the roof.

“Don't remind me,” you parroted his words from before, only this time they were true.

His hand slid down to meet your bare leg, skin sun-kissed from all the time you'd been spending in it lately. You noticed his eyes avoiding yours, and the homesickness that swirled in them. The two of you still had another forty-eight hours before you had to leave each other, and yet he was already longing to be back in your arms.

“I do have some somewhat good news, though.”

Your heart raced at the possibilities, though your brows wrinkled in confusion. “What?”

“Well, I was gonna tell you over the phone when I found out but I thought it would be better to tell you in person. Just in case I don't get the reaction I'm hoping for.”

This only made you more confused. “Why would I be upset over good news?”

By now, the two of you had made your way back to sitting, his legs still dangling from the bed while yours were now pulled underneath yourself. Steve’s eyes were more serious now, his breathing speeding up as he got closer to his confession. “Do you remember how I said I was moving for college?”

“Yeah, your dad was trying to get you into U of Chicago,” you waved your hand as you remembered his words. “Alma Mater crap, right?”

Steve chuckled at your question. “I may have not been entirely sincere about the whole thing.”

He just kept adding to your state of confusion. “What are you talking about?”

Steve took your hands in his, watching as they intertwined once again. “He was trying to get me into UChi… but that's not where I'm going.”

“What are you…”

The next statement had your heart racing just as much as the volleyball match that afternoon. “I got into Bowling Green.”

Your mouth flew open as your arms wrapped around his neck, squeals flying out of your mouth left and right. “You're kidding!”

His head shook against your shoulder where it rested, and you swore you felt a tear slip against your tee shirt. “I know it's not Denison, but-”

“It's here. It's two hours away from me. Not six.” By now, tears were forming in your own eyes, your smile wider than the lake outside of that cabin. You pulled his face away from your shoulder, meeting his gaze again. “Why would I be upset over this?”

Those big brown eyes you loved fell down to the floor, his tears drying up in an instant. “It doesn't mean I can come back here.”

You wiped at a stray drop of water on his cheek, causing him to shiver at the touch. “Why not?”

“My dad made an agreement with me. If I promised him my summers at the firm, I could promise you my weekends during the school year.”

Butterflies shot off in your stomach like fireworks. He may not have been able to give you everything you wanted, but he could give you enough. And that was simply all you needed.

Hands made their way into dark brown, beautiful strands. Lips met skin, the pulse point of his neck to be precise. “Steven,” one kiss, “Otis,” another kiss, on his jaw, “Harrington,” one last kiss, underneath his ear.

“Hmm?” he asked. You could almost hear his eyebrow cocking upward.

Another long kiss, then a small nibble to his earlobe. “I love you.”

“You're insane.”

His tee shirt made a light thump against the floor. “Insane for you.”

Steve looked down at you through dark eyelashes, meeting you with a half smirk. “I take it you're excited about this whole thing?”

“Very,” you nodded, your grin outright showy at this point. “You remember earlier how you said I was going down?”

The man could hardly keep his composure as your hands met the button of his shorts. “You are truly insane.”

“Maybe…” You finally made your way off the bed, sinking to your knees in front of him. “Do you wanna find out how insane I truly am?”

“I've died. I'm in Heaven right now. Or Hell, one of the two.”

“Me too, Stevie,” you said, leaving a kiss on his knee. “Me too.”

-> taglist: @dungeons-are-too-cold @ducky-died-inside @awkotaco24 @liberhoe @princesseddie @corrodedseraphine @manuosorioh @esoltis280 @mochminnie

[dalekofchaos]

Seems like the Jason Universe is doing everything but making a movie.

"New Friday the 13th activations will span a wide range of platforms from entertainment, games, immersive experiences, merchandise and more to be announced throughout 2024"

If you read the article it clarifies that they actually won’t be making any movies. They also mention TikTok and “entertainment experiences” so get ready for found footage TikTok shorts with Jason and not any actual films.

Fuck you, where's my fucking movie?

Also? The fuck is with this artwork?

You couldn't have just use a mask from one of the movies instead of this AI monstrosity?

What is so fucking hard about Jason Voorhees killing campers in the woods on the big screen?

“We can’t wait to introduce new Jason Universe activations to these amazing fans”

WHAT THE FUCK IS A ACTIVATION

The fan films are constantly being killed with legal bs

The popular and fun video game that people loved to play was killed

The prequel show that people were excited for is dead in the water as of a week ago.

We don’t want a huge interconnected universe.

All ya gotta do produce like one ounce of material that isn’t dog shit and everyone would be satisfied.

But instead let’s bring everything to a halt so we can do an over inflated press release that says essentially nothing.

Bring back Tommy, Alice or Ginny for a legacy sequel.

Hell bring everyone back to hunt down Jason. Retcon Alice's death, bring Tommy, Trish, Ginny, Chris, Pam, Megan, Tina, Rennie, and the Kimbles

Continue the remake timeline

Do a prequel with Pamela and Elias

Do a movie where the camp counselors are abusive cunts and Jason kills them, saves the kids and the children of Crystal Lake tell tales of Jason being a protector of children.

finally do Freddy vs Jason vs Ash

JUST MAKE A FUCKING MOVIE. WHAT IS SO FUCKING HARD???

*Remembers why*

FUCK YOU SEAN S CUNNINGHAM

[itwasthisorthemilitary]

March 28, 2024

Class reached a fever pitch today and ended with a fight that has been a long time coming. We all dispersed, separately bitching to our closest confidants. After all was said and done I decided to go for a solo walk up the big hill. The clouds were rolling in and I just wanted to feel the breeze and rain, if it was ever going to come. I spent a good 45 minutes on the hill just by myself, eating a lemon I picked from a tree, petting a cow, decompressing. I came home relatively early and we had dinner very early tonight because of the activities commencing in the evening. Dinner was one of the top 10 I’ve had here. Sughedys can cook.

Then I got changed and headed to church for the washing of the feet and the silent procession. I had a really interesting experience at Church tonight. I walked down with my mom and Elianis and saw Megan sitting outside the church alone. Megan’s personality is best described like a wonderful camp counselor. She’s bubbly and more patient than any of us here. But tonight she looked so defeated. She explained to me that since coming to Panama she’s really missed going to church, especially as we approach Easter. But her family here isn’t religious so she didn’t know if/how she could attend the service tonight. She was close to tears explaining to me that she was just going to sit outside to listen in. I asked Sughedys separately if it would be okay if a Megan went home and changed and sat with us. I also asked to make sure that this wouldn’t rub Megan’s parents the wrong way.

I will never appreciate church the way Megan does, but I can appreciate the look on her face the whole service.

There’s also something to say about sisterhood in the church. Universally when put into a situation when it’s expected to be on your best behavior, suddenly everything becomes hilarious. Elianis and I were consumed by a fit of laughter.

The whole time it was so freaking hot (really had to refrain from saying “goddamn hot” there) and I wanted nothing more than to not be sitting there. It was a long night, I definitely didn’t feel God in that church, but I did feel tired. At the bare minimum, Catholicism in Spanish is relatively easy to understand so maybe the best thing I got out of tonight was some language practice.

March 29th, 2024

Today was one of those days that made me excited again. Second night in a row that I have slept SO well. Also, I slept in until 7:30 which is wicked late for me (clearly i missed the procession but no one cared).Today Caitlin, Audrey, and I went to Octavio’s farm for the day. Octavio is my uncle? Grand uncle? Whatever, he lives next door. I’ve never spent much time talking to him but today I really got to know him. He has a farm about 30 minutes away by car and he fully runs it all on his own with no help. It’s beautiful. He dreams of planting a lot more coffee in the coming years. We picked fresh pineapple off the bushes and ate them right there. We spent the whole day with absolutely no agenda; walking around, reading in the hammock, chatting, and then all the women prepared a huge lunch. It was such a chill day and now I have that nice sun sleepy feeling in my head. Absolutely no qualms with spending the whole day with Audrey and Caitlin, and we got a lovely change of scenery.

Many many photos to come

[vacantgodling]

oc smash or pass

gotta do the other half LOL

Rules: pretty self explanatory. include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc)

open tag as usual, just have fun with it 🤌🏾

(commissed art from an old friend on twitter back in the day 😅)

ACTUAL GOOD PROPOGANDA LEGGO:

PROS:

loves animals! he used to be in veterinary school before he decided to join the band and has 3 dogs back home

gay and plays the rhythm guitar in his band! good with his fingers 🤌🏾

extremely empathetic and a bit virginal and shy. however, if you get him warmed up he’s quite 👀 eager!

packin’ (sorry not sorry), hairy and scarred so do with that what you will

wears glasses!!!! megane!!!!!!

likes when people wear his clothes and is really good at giving hugs

is so romantic actually even without meaning to. when he falls in love, he falls HARD. will absolutely be the sweetest most protective and caring bf ever. like, actually a teddy bear.

CONS:

extremely conservative religious upbringing and he has ✨deep religious guilt and trauma✨ that makes him terrified to go against his parents wishes beyond what he’s already doing

extremely in the closet because of this But when he’s not dealing with his parents potentially finding out he has no shame :)

was a camp counselor 💀

vegetarian because he loves animals too much— which is fine, but the only reason he’s not pescatarian specifically is because he’s scared of fish, which is really fucking funny to me.

lightweight despite his size and Not Good with crowds

is way too soft to be in a metal band tbh but to be fair to him (1) LR didn’t start as a metal band when his ex was the lead singer (2) he grows a backbone is apart of character development lmao

[softmoonlightmelody]

Demeter Cabin HCs

I'm back. With Cabin Four.

Members (in birth order):

Katie Gardner - former head counselor (in uni). specializes in sculpting and maintaining shrubbery. her father is a gardener, and Katie and him joke about Gardener Gardner all the time. uses a big piece of shears. campers are terrified of being cut in half. She/her, panromantic asexual. Trans mtf.

Miranda Gardiner - head counselor. specializes in trees. mother is a horticulturalist. again, Gardener Gardiner. uses a big sword. former titan army member. She/they, aromantic pansexual.

Adelaide Panettierre - doesn't do plants, does cooking and baking. result of an affair her father had - and her parents (father and stepmother) aren't very happy with her as a result. prefers hand-to-hand combat. Any pronouns, biromantic asexual.

Abzari Samara - specializes in landscaping. father does architecture, but with plants (like a lot of Arabic architecture. side note: have you looked at pictures of the Alhambra? it's gorgeous). uses a gun. He/him, aromantic asexual, true love is plants.

Billie Ng - flowers!!!! mother is, oddly enough, a hairdresser who also really loves plants. is technically Teochew Chinese, but actually moved to America from France. uses a dagger. She/they, homoromantic homosexual.

Steve Aubert - enjoys flower and shrub sculpting. father is Quebecois, and works to maintain the gardens in Rideau Hall. uses a regular sword. He/they, heteroromantic asexual. Trans ftm.

Douglas Araullo - LICHEN. AND. MOSS. mother is a moss muralist. uses a longbow. Pronouns vary, grayromantic heterosexual. Genderfluid!

Meg McCaffrey - we know about her! uses her scimitars. She/her (hasn't figured enough about gender), doesn't know her orientation.

Lily Auer - likes fruit. year-round, father is dead. doesn't like fighting, but does have emergency throwing knives. luckily, monsters don't care much about her. She/her (only because she doesn't know about gender), undecided on orientation.

Headcanons:

Lily is really young, around eight. The other Demeter kids take care of her

Meg's siblings like to call her Megan. she hates it. because megan is not her name, margaret is, and margaret sucks anyway

Miranda is the Best Tree Lover. she wears a hat that Lily made for her with that exact wording all the time

Katie is the Best Eldest Sister. again, Lily gave her a hat

Billie makes flower crowns for Lily

Douglas and Steve argue over whether shrub sculptures or moss murals are a better plant-associated art form

Abzari added a waterfall and pool to the cabin's side

Katie visits camp occasionally, always with little seed packets and gifts for her younger siblings

[meganwasbored]

The Dragon Prince Thoughts Season 4 Episodes 3 and 4

Episode 3

-he’s really pretending to read a black page in a book just to not look at her

-you’re telling me callum was really able to fall asleep after all that?

-so you had this in your back pocket but instead you went with “hey”

-with her bare hand?? that love right there

-she’s gonna be gone when he wakes up AGAIN??? girl where are you even going

-soren being soren

-i hope we get to hear zym talk someday because i’m thinking about all the possibilities for what his voice might sound like and all of them are hilarious

-if the passageway is opened by a dragon sized button why are there human sized stairs leading down into it

-ibis’s timing is always impeccable

-i love how bait is there for literally everything like he even had his own seat at the council table i wonder if it was like this when bait was harrow’s pet

-ok everything else that went wrong today was an accident but the painting was definitely sabotaged something strange is going on here

-claudia pulling a jafar

-an eleven year old just gave that speech

-IBIS DID NOT JUST DIE TAKE THAT BACK

-THERE IS SO MUCH HAPPENING RIGHT NOW

-CRYING

-OMG HES ALIVE DOES THAT MEAN HES GONNA MAKE IT???

-NOOOOOOO

-RAYLA WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE THIS IS NOT THE TIME

-WOAH HE CAN DO THAT THATS SO COOL BUT ALSO HE JUST DIED THIRTY SECONDS AGO SO IM HAVING SOME VERY MIXED FEELINGS

Episode 4

-UHHHHHHHH WHY IS CALLUM IN THE SPARKLY PLACE NOW

-oh you can already tell that ezran is gonna be their marriage counselor from this point on

-zym hiding like 8 year old me getting picked up from my friend’s house

-viren contributing absolutely nothing like dude they could’ve done that while you were still dead

-WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

WHY DID IT CUT TO THIS AFTER SHE SAID THAT

-i love opeli so much but why is she so insistent that ezran leaves?? like i’ve never seen her smile so much in any other scene?? she just found out the world is once again in danger and she’s happy??

-OMG DO YOU THINK SHE HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE PAINTING

-stop it megan now you’re just grasping at straws

-why is ezran so chill about literally everything like rayla randomly shows up after two years of nothing and he’s just like “of course you’re coming hop on”

-also rayla apologized to ezran the second she saw him but she hasn’t bothered to apologize to callum??? as in the one she actually wronged??? and she’s expecting him to be cool with that???

-girl you could’ve just asked him if he can go start the flame a safe distance away from camp?? like can you at least try to come to a compromise?? this is why y’all were thrown out in the first place

-this is foreshadowing if i’ve ever seen it and i DO NOT LIKE IT

-Luna Tenebris is such a cool name like that alone tells me how awesome she was

-“a young human girl uncovered a great secret of history” and yet she’s not important enough to remember her name?

-my question is what does aaravos get out of all this? why did he start doing this in the first place?

-Terry buddy if anyone can help claudia at this point it’s you i’m sorry you even got dragged into this

-“I have always been willing to do anything to protect my family, however dangerous, however vile” oh so that why you told soren that it doesn’t matter if he died and tried to use him as your guinea pig for the weird demon-hulk-soldier spell?

-SAYS THE MAN WHO HAD A PANIC ATTACK ABOUT A LITTLE MOUNTAIN

-OH I REALLY REALLY DONT LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING

-my question is why would they write “in darkness, gaze upon a fallen star” on the mirror like that just makes aaravos sound like a savior or something

-you’re really scared of a little spell? why don’t you take your own advice and get a grip?

-HE CANT BREATHE WHY ARE YOU ALL JUST STANDING THERE HELP HIM

-OH THE CREATURE IS WORSE THAN I IMAGINED

-HE CAN SHATTER THE MIRROR???

-SERIOUSLY HIS SOUL CAN GO OUTSIDE OF THE MIRROR HE CAN POSSESS PEOPLE OUTSIDE OF THE MIRROR AND NOW HE CAN SHATTER THE MIRROR??? HAS HE ALWAYS BEEN ABLE TO DO THIS???

[purplesimmer455]

Hamuera showing off his costume to his mama. Plus, Chrissy decided to wear a costume based on Millicent Moon, famous poet and singer, and mother of famed song writer Octavia Moon. She figured that she could re-wear the cute blouse and skirt after spooky day and it looked nice. Meanwhile, Luna dressed up as one of the counselors from Camp Gnome Lake and Megan dressed as Llamawoman. 

Plus, here are random photos of the painting Megan did which isn’t too shabby, and Chrissy hugging Hamuera, and then giving a trick or treater some candy.

[fcrtnite]

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fandomless. · amelia thomas. college student + royal princess. fc ; elle fanning · antonia 'toni' flores. stripper. fc ; alexa demie · ariana ford. fashion design student + beauty influencer. fc ; cailee spaeny · astrid brooks. bakery owner. fc ; sydney sweeney · aurora gray. professional organizer. fc ; laura harrier · bella corday. reporter. fc ; lili reinhart · birdie clark. vampire + office receptionist. fc ; bailey bass · brynn crawford. high end prostitute. fc ; blake lively · carmen ortiz. con artist. fc ; adria arjona · corey mason. gas station attendant. fc ; taylor russell · devon taylor. werewolf + uber driver. fc ; chloe rose robertson · eliana hirsch. best selling author. fc ; jennifer connelly · estella greenwood. restaurant owner. fc ; phoebe tonkin · felicity carter. figure skater. fc ; phoebe dynevor · freya mancini. mob wife + stay at home mom. fc ; megan fox · gabriela rajković. cam girl. fc ; mirela balić · gemma morgan. bartender. fc ; adèle exarchopoulos · gwendolyn hope. witch + library clerk. fc ; lucy hale · hannah parker. doggy day care + serial killer. fc ; aubrey plaza · harlow gatlin. college student. fc ; madison bailey · hazel wells. private chef. fc ; florence pugh · india hayes. freelance copywriter + novelist. fc ; zazie beetz · ireland cardoza. struggling actress. fc ; camila mendes · isabel jackson. ex-tennis pro + tennis instructor. fc ; camilla belle · jaclyn prescott. divorce attorney. fc ; jenna dewan · josefina delgado. pop singer. fc ; maia reficco · kitty moran. exotic dancer. fc ; ashley moore · leia holt. vampire slayer. fc ; genevieve padalecki · liliana gregory. model. fc ; barbara palvin · lorena silva. psychic. fc ; barbie ferreira · maggie simmons. college professor. fc ; natalie portman · mai hayashi. drug dealer. fc ; anna sawai · miranda westbrooke. advertising ceo. fc ; rachel weisz · naomi ricci. nanny. fc ; kaia gerber · odesa aquino. flight attendant. fc ; kathryn bernardo · paige cole. dj + sugar baby. fc ; khadijha red thunder · piper drayton. vampire + yoga instructor. fc ; dove cameron · quinn strauss. exotic dancer. fc ; belle thorne · ripley ashford. on air meteorologist. fc ; margot robbie · rosalyn suarez. werewolf + entrepreneur. fc ; eva de dominici · ruby harding. medical student. fc ; grace van patten · sienna ledger. retail slave + camp counselor. fc ; maika monroe · sutton barnes. publicist for mlb team. fc ; katie mcgrath · tinsley palmer. professional thief. fc ; ella purnell · valentina alvarez. kindergarten teacher. fc ; camila marrone · willow donovan. barista. fc ; madelyn cline · zoe french. famous tv actress. fc ; dua lipa · zya fox. makeup artist. fc ; coco jones

fandomless / period only. · elizabeth thornton. royal princess. fc ; lea seydoux · genevieve berry. royal. fc ; alisha boe · rose fitzroy. royal princess. fc ; holliday grainger · samira patel. commoner. fc ; anya chalotra

misc. tv shows · eloise belfron. helaena targaryn's lady in waiting. hotd. fc ; rose williams · maricela velasco. narcotics detective. law & order svu. fc ; eiza gonzalez · sylvia becerra. svu detective. law & order svu. fc ; jessica alba · mary turner. doctor's assistant. the musketeers. fc ; gugu mbatha-raw · savannah reacher. fbi agent. reacher. fc ; rosamund pike · thea montgomery. mechanic. sons of anarchy. fc ; riley keough · clementine roy. interior designer. succession. fc ; alexandra daddario · nadia shepherd. hunter. supernatural. fc ; crystal reed · tess reddick. hunter in training. supernatural. fc ; odesa a'zion · stella cabrera. waitress at harvelle's roadhouse. supernatural. fc ; priscilla quintana · zelda mulder. paranormal private detective. the x-files. fc ; margaret qualley

misc. movies · abigail barrett. vampire + waitress. twilight. fc ; madelaine petsch

[lastchancevillagegreen]

Another Top Ten Favorite Graphic Novels Read in 2023:

#11

Monica Daniel Clowes (2023)

Daniel Clowes’ first novel in six years is a challenging read about a mother who despises motherhood and marriage and dumps her daughter with her parents and splits.  Where does she go?  That’s what her daughter Monica attempts to discover.  In typical Clowes fashion this takes so many detours and does so in the style of a variety of old comic books (war, romance, EC Horror, etc).  I did this book a tremendous disservice by not reading it in one sitting as I do 95% of all graphic novels.  Had I done so, it might have appeared higher in my list. 

#12

We Are On Our Own Miriam Katin (2006)

Letting It Go Miriam Katin (2013)

In We Are On Our Own, Katin tells the true story of her life between the ages of two to six as she and her mother who are forced to escape Budapest on foot (the husband is in the Hungarian army fighting the Nazis).  They fake their deaths (as suicides), get fake papers and end up in the country living with a couple as a servant and her illegitimate daughter.  Harrowing and heartbreaking.  The biggest shock: this was Katin’s first graphic novel and she wrote, drew it and had it published at the tender age of 64.  In Letting It Go, Katin leaps forward in her life to tell the story of her adult son’s decision to move to Berlin and register to become a citizen. Miriam freaks out believing that Berlin is still the same city it was during World War II.  With the help of her husband Geoff, her son Ilan and his Swedish girlfriend Tinet, not to mention plenty of martinis, Miriam discovers that letting go of her anger can become a good thing.

#13

Just Another Meat-Eating Dirtbag Michael Anthony and Chai Simone (2022)

Michael is an Iraq War vet and his girlfriend Coconut is a nurse.  And a vegetarian.  And she has difficulty with Michael’s meat eating.  Long story short: she becomes an animal activist on top of her vegetarianism, and he decides to convert to her way of thinking but only because he believes he can convert her back to eating meat via a sly method he calls the Trojan Tofu Horse methodology.  This book is based on the authors own marriage and it is the funniest and most unexpected book to appear on this list.  A sheer delight but it begs the question, why are boys so stupid?

#14

Who Will Make The Pancakes Megan Kelso (2022)

This is an anthology of five of Kelso’s stories for a variety of publications all in different mediums and Kelso, a self taught artist, is a master of all of them.  Her story Watergate Sue about having a mother who loved watching the Watergate hearings more than she did motherhood is hilarious.  But the book’s masterpiece, from 2011, is story four: Korin Voss a heartbreaking tale of a single mother of two girls, Athena and Penelope.  The things this mother does to keep food on the table is heart wrenching and destructive, but ultimately it proves again just how difficult motherhood can be. 

#15

Queenie Godmother of Harlem Elizabeth Colomba and Aurélie Levy (2023)

Exceptional bio-graphic novel about Stephanie St Clair, the godmother of Harlem who exerted quite a grip on Harlem as she ran her numbers racket.  This all took place during the Harlem Renaissance and when prohibition ended suddenly all the big time gangsters wanted to take over St Clair’s numbers racket.  Elizabeth Colomba’s artwork is simply stunning.

#16

The Man In The McIntosh Suit Rina Ayuyang

Taking place in Watsonville, California during the Depression, this novel about the Filipino experience in the US is captivating.  Steeped heavily in noirish qualities and filled with gangsters, mistaken identities and plenty of circumspect happenings in the shadows, this ensures I will seek out Rina Ayuyang’s work from this point on.

#17

Sunshine Jarrett J Krosoczka (2023)

Jarrett Krosoczka spent two weeks of his life as a senior in high school attending a camp where he worked as a “counselor” (ie: a person who tends to the moods and needs of) for kids who had cancer.  As a social worker who had plenty of high school kids die on my caseload because of disabling conditions I wasn’t sure I wanted to read this, dreading a schmaltzy Hallmark feel-good novel.  I feared overdosing on the word “courageous” and “brave,” words which my students never appreciated because they were just living their life.  But to his credit Krosoczka avoids them (he says “courageous” once) and even better he allows his counselors to get angry with the kids.  Since these kids come to camp to experience a normal life situation, what better way to give them that?  Even better, the author befriended many of them and kept in contact with them until Death came knocking at their door, but he kept right on being friends with the families.  The best part: Krosoczka’s artwork has improved measurably (his last book Hey, Kiddo suffered because of the artwork).

#18

Lon Chaney Speaks Pat Dorian (2020)

The 30something author/artist of this book admits in an introduction that he is wildly out of step with his peers in his love for silent cinema.  He then admits that Chaney, a notorious man who hated speaking about his life or with the press, was a difficult person to learn about.  Dorian admits this “is not a historical document; an imagined biography is more accurate.”  But this is not fan fiction (something I despise).  Dorian manages to make a lot of discoveries about Chaney and it ends up being a marvelous read.  What would Chaney think?  Well, he would have bothered reading the book and besides, he’s dead. 

#19

The Twilight Man: Rod Serling and The Birth of Television Koren Shadmi (2019)

All Tomorrow’s Parties: The Velvet Underground Story Koren Shadmi (2023)

Koren Shadmi wrote a graphic novel about Bela Lugosi that made my Top 20 a couple of years ago.  Earlier this year I discovered his biography on Rod Serling in which Shadmi rightfully argues that Serling is one of the most important figures in early television.  His most recent bio-graphic novel concerns the Velvet Underground.  He documents how Lou Reed and John Cale got together, following the band through to their fourth album Loaded when Reed suddenly left the band. Both books are expertly drawn, incredibly researched and reveal Shadmi’s love of his subject matter. 

#20 A Guest In The House Emily Bloom

Abby is newly married to a dentist.  It is his second marriage.  She feels slightly uncomfortable in her new guise as a bride and a mother.  She is now step-mother to a preteen and struggles to relate to her.  There are questions about the death of the first wife and as the novel slowly moves forward not only does Abby begin to question what her husband has told her, she also begins getting visits from the dead wife’s ghost.  You think you know where this is going (I sure did) but by the end of the novel, you realize you didn’t have a clue.  And you might even have to read parts of the book again to fully comprehend what happened at the end, but all the pieces of this puzzle are laid out for us to see, we just don’t recognize them. 

Missing In Action spines are all seen below!

[thatlexplays]

Friday the 13th: Ranked

She's on Tumblr again? LONG POSTING? What is this, 2012?

Hi Tumblr. It's been a bit. But I decided it was the best place to talk unhinged shit that wouldn't make sense on other sites, so here we go again I guess. Last time I was here, I was straight. Now I'm uh...not.

ANYWAYS. Today's Friday the 13th, and it just so happens to also be OCTOBER (aka Halloween season). So y'know. Extra spooky.

I feel like there's only one REAL way to celebrate this day. To talk about the slasher of Camp Crystal Lake himself, Jason Vorhees.

I've had a fascination for horror movies since my edgy years from late 2009 through...honestly most of high school (I wore fingerless bike gloves to school every day--I didn't bike to school. I was CRINJ CITY). I remember watching the major slashers like Friday the 13th and Nightmare on Elm Street, one of my most cringe moments was making a YouTube video about the 2010 reboot of Nightmare on Elm Street and talking about how good it was (15 year old me, for the record, was an idiot).

I know for a fact that I remember watching the original Friday and Friday Part 2. But I'd never seen the other TEN films in the franchise. So earlier this year, I got together with a friend and over the course of a few weekends...

We watched every Friday the 13th film that currently exists (as of posting) and ranked them.

Our Rating System

This was our first time doing a ranking for horror, so we didn't come up with a fun system at the first go around, save for an exception.

For the purposes of consistency of our lists, we're going to use the following rating system: Actually Good. These are the movies that are actually genuinely good watches, with fun characters, good writing, and good sequences. These are the best of the best.

Fun Time 🎉. The movies in this category might not be amazing, but they are still a fun time and are still pretty good watches for the type of horror we're watching.

A Movie™️ . These movies range from almost fun to not boring or bad enough to be lower on the list. We'll explain these as we go.

Why? 🤷. There are movies that take things into confusing territories and make things more convoluted for one reason or another. If it makes us say "Why?" then it's here. No 🙅. These are the worst ones--reasoning will explain.

Caveats

I think it's important to note that while my friend and I love watching horror, we don't think the Friday the 13th franchise is particularly scary. But we were interested becuase the 80s slashers are known to be just fun, and that entices me more than anything. So while these aren't scary when you compare them to modern horror like Barbarian, we were looking for fun times.

Also, should go without saying, but these are subjective opinions.

So with that out of the way...let's do this in order from top to bottom.

Actually Good

Jason Lives! Friday the 13th Part VI

If you watch any of the Friday the 13th movies, make it this one. Part VI is not just a solid slasher movie with great production values, but it's also just a good movie in general.

Tommy Jarvis and Megan are the best duo protagonists we have, with great chemistry. The group of teens we have here are also just fun to watch. People are mostly likelable!

Also the guy who went on to be the voice for Disney's TARZAN is in this movie. Neat.

There's also a ton of great references to other Horror Media because Director Tom McGloughlin is a damn nerd and we LOVE IT. Watch the Dead Meat Kill Count on these. Ya learn a lot.

Friday the 13th Part II

So when it comes to the original canon (aka up through Part IV), this film is the strongest out of all of them. Mostly because of the fact that even though Jason Vorhees doesn't have his iconic hockey mask (which he gets in Part III), the film has straight up the best group of camp counselors/teens in the whole franchise. They're fleshed out more, more sympathetic, and it's just fun.

The only real reason this doesn't top the list is that Part VI is just a better movie overall. There are some weird shot choices, and the cold open is weird and has no pacing.

A Fun Time 🎉

Jason X

Ok, so hear me out. I know the conceit of this movie is WEIRD. It's literally Jason in SPACE. This should be ridicously bad, right?

It's absolutely wild, but the thing about this movie is that it FULLY commits to the crazy concept and it honestly just works. It truly has no right to be as good as it is.

It's not a masterpiece, and it's still objectively wild, but it's a good time.

Friday the 13th (the Original)

It feels weird that the original Friday the 13th movie is in this team, but while this movie is still very good, and still a fun time with great iconic kills; it's still a little anticlimatic and the other films have stronger thru-lines.

Still a good movie, and one that I'd argue that you should still watch because it's the original and iconic, but it's not the best one.

Friday the 13th (2009 Reboot)

So I remember as an edgy teen harping on this movie for being bad (had I seen it? No. Did it matter? Also no). But this is actually a VERY strong reboot. While it doesn't entirely meet the bar of the other movies thus far, it's a fun time that does act as a "best of" of the early films in the franchise.

The characters are also kinda fun.

A Movie™️

Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter (Part IV)

This is the technically the end of the main story arc of Jason Vorhees--he does die here. Every movie from this point on has a Zombified Jason.

Part IV is higher than the other movies on this list mostly because of the kills themselves--someone gets stabbed while they're holding a banana -- it's wild.

Everything else is kinda meh. Most of the characters here are kinda sleezy and high key horny af, and they're all kind sex pest energy. They kind of suck.

Friday the 13th Part IV: A New Beginning

So Jason isn't in this movie, at all. There's someone else imitating Jason

It's aggressively sleezy and almost pornographic, which isn't

The one main positive this movie has is that it has some very solid characters that very much feel more interesting than most of the characters in the franchise. The kills aren't as good as Part IV, but it's still fun.

Freddy vs. Jason

So I was expecting this movie to be a lot better than it was (for what its worth, it's one of the better Nightmare on Elm Street Movies). It's fine. Not overly worth writing home about per se.

Friday the 13th Part III

So this is an important film that brings us the iconic hockey mask and was also in 3D (because we love gimmicks). Unfortunately, this movie recycles a few kills and the characters are way more one dimensional, and annoying, and there's also some fun problematic racism thrown in.

Why? 🤷

Friday the 13th Part VII: The New Blood

This was one of the first movies in the Friday the 13th franchise that BAFFLED me and my friend when watching. According to Dead Meat, they tried to reach out to New Line about doing someting with Nightmare on Elm Street; they refused. So they went, "Ok but what if Jason vs. Carrie White? This slasher franchise needs telekinesis."

Part VII tries to be both a Friday the 13th film and a Carrie film at the same time. It fails at being good versions of both. The teens are forgettable; the telekenetic plotline is interesting but that's kinda not really the point of Friday the 13th, so it's just baffling.

Jason Goes to Hell: The Final Friday (Part IX)

Woof. This one is real rough.

This was a movie we kept pausing to see how long we had so we can say "We have NO IDEA WHAT IS HAPPENING".

The movie tries to streamline things but make things more complicated.

The effects are cool, the kills are ok, and the characters are fine. But the structure is bad.

No 🙅

Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan

Out of all of the Friday movies, this one is straight up bad. All of the characters are terrible and have no redeeming qualities. Half the movie doesn't take place in Manhattan, and once there, there's also a fun scene that's essentially SA and it's straight up upsetting. When you manage to make Jason look like a good guy, you know you've got a bad movie.

Final Thoughts

I'll go on record and say that Friday the 13th has more good movies than bad ones in my opinion. You don't watch these movies to be scared, you watch them to have a good time.

So go have fun and watch these movies!

[meg3point0]

My name is Megan, both that and Meg are already taken. My middle initial is E and my last initial is J, hence the options

[littlemissmanga]

This is delightful

OMG so as a kid at camp we would always be hella invested in our counselor's dating lives. Like, we were rabid lil shippers at 9-14 years old if we caught wind that our counselor liked one of the boy counselors. I'm curious to see if Hunter's lil fan club will be jealous or if they'll be swayed by Omega's (obvious) joy at the prospect.

Also, I literally shouted "OMEGA!" the same way Drake and Josh used to shout "Megan" in their TV show lol. Like, I can't prove she did that on purpose ... but I would not put it past her.

This is ADORABLE but then you got to skinny dipping Hunter and the rest of my brain just stopped working lol.

I'm soooo curious to see how this turns out! And I'm loving the lil nostalgia trip I get to go on while reading :)

𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕒 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕝𝕪, 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕘𝕠 ⋆*･ﾟ 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣

ᴘᴛ ɪ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴇ. ᴘᴛ ɪɪ ꜱᴛᴀᴠᴇ. ᴘᴛ ɪɪɪ ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏ. ᴘᴛ ɪᴠ ꜱɪɴ. ᴘᴛ ᴠ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ. ᴘᴛ ᴠɪ ꜱᴇɴᴅᴏꜰꜰ.

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ꜱᴇʀɢᴇᴀɴᴛ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ ☆ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴇɴᴛᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜰʟᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ꜰʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴄᴏᴜɴꜱᴇʟᴏʀ.

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴀᴜ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀ ᴡᴀʀꜱ ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ, ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, (ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟ) ᴘɪɴɪɴɢ, ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ, ꜱᴋɪɴɴʏ ᴅɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ, ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴠ-ʟɪɴᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ (ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴀɢꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ/ʙᴇ ᴀᴅᴊᴜꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ)

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 2.9ᴋ

➼ ᴘᴏᴠ ☆ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰɪᴄ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜰᴇꜱᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡᴇᴇᴋꜱ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ. ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀꜱᴛʏ ᴄʟᴏɴᴇ ꜱɪᴍᴘꜱ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏʀᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʜʏᴘɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ/ʙʀᴀɪɴꜱᴛᴏʀᴍɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ, ʏ'ᴀʟʟ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀꜰᴜʟ :) ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!

⋆ ★ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 ⋆*･ﾟ ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴍ

“1!”

“2!”

“3!”

“4–”

Two people call the number out simultaneously, audible groans leaving multiple girls as they have to start over. Water ripples around you, hands in a steady grip around your oar as you watch your campers row their way across the lake in front of you. Your eyes flit to Omega leading the group with a bright, excitable stare, dirty blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, a cap shielding her face from the glaring sun.

“It’s alright, everyone!” She beams, careening back and forth as she rows. “We can start over!”

With a smile, you nod and add,

“As long as we don’t fall too behind.” You gesture ahead of you, toward the obscured view of a cluster of canoes no doubt belonging to the Cedar cabin. At the mere mention of them, the girls groan and row faster; they don't wish to face the scrutiny they’d be subjugated to by those immature, adolescent boys.

Not that they weren’t all too dissimilar.

You could swear no matter how many times you’ll force them to clean up and clear the floors of the Maple Cabin, it’ll once again become a disheveled heap of clothes and personal belongings by the time it’s lights out. Omega began to help you lead, reminding them as they leave the bathroom not to leave all their possessions on the counter and shower rack and to toss their clothes in the laundry pile. 

She’s helpful, no doubt. You’ll have to ask Tech to promote her to CIT next year.

They start the game again.

“1!”

“...2!”

“3!”

“4!”

There’s a pause.

“5.”

“6!”

“7–”

“Oh, come on! ” Betty whines. You can’t help but giggle silently and look down so no one sees your smile.

It’s not long before you near the Cedar Cabin and hear their attempt at the game still going on. In the corner of your eye, Hannah gawks while Omega scrunches her nose.

“22!”

“23!”

“24!”

“25!”

“26–”

This time, when two people call out the same number simultaneously, just as Maple had done before, they only groan playfully and say confident affirmations of ‘we’ll get it next time,’ flashing a mischievous glint toward the girls. Omega tries to hide the grit of her teeth. You can tell she’s not pleased, however. 

But there’s no time to focus on that when you hear that husky voice.

"Having trouble?”

You look to your right, then immediately look away with instinct, hiding your widening eyes. 

He’s wearing a tank top.

Hunter is a new counselor this year. Alongside all of his brothers and sister, Omega, he’s already become a new favorite. Every night by the campfire once he’s finished leading the camp in songs, Cedar and Sycamore Cabin crowd around him, asking him to teach them guitar or how to carve wood as good as he does, where he gets his cool maroon-colored bandanas and the story behind his striking skeleton tattoo on one side of his body. Even the girls have begun fawning over him; Cilla and Betty frequently ask Omega questions about her older brother, not-so-discreetly calculating the age difference between them. The older girls in the Pine cabin don’t shy away from blatant flirting, always asking him for help to apply sunscreen before a day of swimming, twirling their hair as he tells them not to get in too much trouble.

He’s agreeable, he’s handsome, he’s incredibly good with kids; it seems as though the entire camp can’t help but swarm.

You, however? You can’t even look him in the eye.

If you did, you're pretty sure you would dissolve into a buzzing mess.

“Yeah, they haven’t made it past ten yet,” You tell him, readjusting your cap a little lower to bedim your face further. It’s not the sun that’s making your cheeks so hot.

“Hm.” It’s just a hum that comes out of his voice, rumbling his chest. You take another slow breath and begin rowing again. You call out to your girls, telling them to move forward now that you’ve caught up with the rest. As you follow behind, the looming shadow of Hunter’s figure remains on your right. He’s not looking in your direction, and you’re not so disillusioned to think otherwise, but you still feel passing looks, occasional yet piercing. Like he’s trying to pinpoint the features under your cap.

“Well, alright, Maple,” He says. “I see Crosshair by the shore with his boys. We shouldn’t keep `him waiting.”

“Yeah, we shouldn’t,” You agree, silently exhaling darkly and rowing beside him in continued silence.

-

The hike takes longer than usual; between detours for campers to do their business awkwardly behind a tree and the younger boys straying from the group getting lost about halfway through, Crosshair is left almost ready to burst. The sight of him so irritated is amusing, no doubt, but you know not to even try to interact with him unless you want an arrow right between your eyes. Why he always carry his bow with him, you're still unsure.

“Alright, everyone, get out your jars,” You instruct the group after reaching the top of the hill, creating a circle in the clearing. The sky is still painted with passionate oranges and yellows, but in just a few minutes the sun will descend and what you’re waiting for shall appear.

“Remember, be careful once you do catch them,” Hunter reminds everyone. Your eyes can’t help but flicker in his direction; it’s instinct to look at whoever’s talking; with Hunter, you've still yet to learn not to. “Don’t shake the jar too hard, don’t cover the airholes, and remember to let them out before we all leave. Understood?”

“Yes, Hunter!”

The yellows and oranges slowly darken as the night arrives promptly, blanketing you all in darkness. Until, only a few moments later, there is a small blink of lime. Then another. Then five. All around you, do the fireflies beacon your spot, fluttering around you in swarms. There are awes, mostly from the girls as the boys mutter emasculated versions of reverence, which you can’t deny makes you laugh.

With the twinkles of lights wrapped around you, you slowly open your jar to catch a few effortlessly. Betty turns your way, astonished, which seems to attract the attention of Cilla and Hilary as well.

“How did you do it so easily?” Hilary asks.

You grin, looking down at your jaw with a soft look of humility.

“I did this all the time when I was your age,” You explain. “And a lot more times after that. Practice.”

Their mouths form tiny o-shapes and they nod, quickly going to try and catch a few themselves.

“Where did Omega run off to?” You say them before you lose their attention.

Kayla points to where Crosshair stands stiffly. 

“With her brother. I think she’s trying to get him to do it too.”

You look over as the girls skitter off. Omega still has that sweet smile of hers as she holds up his wrists in a tight grip, mouth moving to tell him what no doubt is an encouragement to try himself. Crosshair still has a frown on his face but does as she says, and his face slowly softens when he catches one without any hesitation with just his hand.

"Good job!" She cheers, before calling out, "Hunter, look! Crosshair caught one!"

The firefly flickers in his palm, the lime seeping through the small air holes between his fingers.

"Wasn't too bad, right?" Omega tilts her head, smiling as she watches Crosshair's expression play out. His eyes remain glued to his hand.

"It wasn't," He responds.

It’s not very long before he lets it go.

It gives you time to look back down at your jaw, lifting it up to your face. You tilt your head in fascination, and you don't even realize the smile creeping up on you until your cheeks begin to hurt a little.

“Having’ a good time?”

Your heart leaps, then your instinct does that stupid thing again and turns to the sound of Hunter’s voice (How do you forget that he’s still attached to that gorgeous body?). You look back instantly.

“I am,” You mutter, looking up to see the fireflies flit through the night. Striking against the navy sky, they still don’t manage to brighten the night enough for you to get a clear view of anyone’s face. Hunter included. At least that makes this easier.

“Your girls seem to be having fun.”

Even in the darkness, the fleeting lights manage to give you a sight of Hannah catching her first firefly, smiling proudly before turning to show the others.

“Yeah, they are,” You let yourself smile as well. A familiar shiver rushes through you with a feeling of a stare dancing feather-light over your skin. This time, you’re not disillusioned at all; Hunter’s eyes are on you. That’s definitely not nerve-wracking at all.

“Looks like they have a lot of fun with you,” He continues. You instinctively, foolishly, turn his direction and just manage to see the faded view of his profile while he talks. He turns to you. You stare at his nose instead of even trying to make eye contact.

“Really?” Your voice comes out softer, weaker than you expect. You wince internally in embarrassment.

Hunter nods, and in your foggy view, his lips seem to curve up in what looks like a grin.

“I’ve seen you with them,” The mere idea of what that connotates makes you take a deep breath and bite your lip. At all costs, you make sure not to do anything crass. “They connect with you a lot. Especially Omega.”

Your body relaxes. You’d prefer not to use the word soften just yet, lest you wanted to feel so pliant to even the merest compliment.

“She’s a great kid.”

“She is,” He responds. There’s a pause; you expect the conversation to end, but then he starts talking again. Hunter hisses in another breath. “You know… Omega doesn’t exactly have a real woman, er, influence in her life.”

You tilt your head, eyebrows knitted. It begs a silent question that Hunter seems to pick up on.

“Yeah, it’s just me and my brothers and her,” A noise slips out of you, something bordering on an empathetic coo, though it inevitably sounds just like a hum. “So… you’ve been a great influence.”

Your lips part delicately, suddenly so unbearably soft.

“Really?” You repeat. It seems your vocabulary doesn’t expand more than 3 words when talking to Hunter.

He nods, then leans in. You almost pull away in your flushed surprise.

“Don’t tell her I said this…” He whispers. The way his voice rasps and holds onto his words so quietly makes you want to feel his voice even closer, straight in your ear. You don’t inch further. “...But she says you’re like the sister she never had.”

The admittance is intimate, you realize once he finishes his sentence. A sweet little secret between you two, and suddenly, you’re smiling like a damn near fool.

“That’s very nice to hear,” You say, feeling your cheeks burn a little hotter when Hunter grins back. “Thank you for telling me that.”

He tilts his chin down as a way of acknowledgment.

“`Of course, Maple.”

Before anything else can be said, Wesley runs up to the two of you, gripping Hunter’s bicep and shaking it furiously.

“Owen smushed one of the fireflies!” He says in distress, eyes wide as he points over to where the other boys are staring in horror at Owen’s palm. Hunter turns to you immediately before responding to him.

“Gotta deal with this,” He says in a mutter, just low enough so Wesley doesn’t hear. “It was nice talking to you.”

You blink, adjusting to the sudden change in atmosphere.

“Yeah, yeah,” You stammer. “Real nice.”

Those eyes you can’t seem to look into give you another look before he leaves you with sweaty palms, gripping your jar like a madman.

-

At the bonfire later that night, you don’t dare to look up from your feet.

Somehow, talking to Hunter has made your silly little infatuation even worse. You’ve seen the way he attentively focuses in on whoever he’s talking to, giving them his full attention to make them feel listened to and special; to finally receive such attention has made you positively giddy. Panicked, but giddy nonetheless.

Around the campfire, you hum softly to the tune he leads the group in while your cabin belts proudly.

Hunter has a very nice singing voice; you discover this the first week when he first offered up his skills to lead the camp in songs and games every night.

You almost looked into his eyes then that first time, watching him strum simple chords on his guitar, singing simple camp songs in the most gruff, lovely voice, and encouraging others to join. But that was a while ago. Now fear stops you from getting close to that ever again.

Like last time, the Pine cabin immediately surrounds him, perfectly poised postures and smiles put on for his viewing pleasure.

“How’d you get so good?” A girl named Sherine asks while leaning in, reaching out to run her fingers over the guitar strings. Hunter tenses. At least that’s what it looks like to you.

”Practice,” He answers bluntly, before continuing to answer each of their questions.

Pine’s counselor, Mona, walks up beside you with a chuckle.

”Those girls…” She sighs, shaking her head softly. “Don’t they realize how much older he is compared to them? Don't most of them have boyfriends anyway?”

You giggle and nod along with her observations, trying to ignore the feeling of eyes on you recurring as Hunter’s gaze wanders.

As the girls finally get ready for bed, combing their hair and changing into their pajamas, someone tugs at your sleeve, once twice, five times. You turn, looking down at Omega's wide, doe-eyes.

“Something wrong?” You ask.

Her eyes search yours, frantic.

“...I think I forgot my book down by the lake.”

You huff, almost surprised by her audacity. 

“Can’t you just wait until the morning?” You offer instead.

Omega shakes her head, a frown on her lips.

“I can’t go to sleep without reading!” She insists. You arch your eyebrows and place your free hand on your hip, but she doesn’t budge. You sigh.

“Fine,” You say, kneeling to mutter quietly, “You’re in charge if anything goes wrong while I’m getting it. If Tech comes by for lights-out inspection, tell him I’m in the bathroom. Got it?”

Omega nods, saluting with a grin.

“On it!” She says, then adds graciously, “Thank you so much .”

It’s hard not to let yourself smile a little at her before leaving through the door, quietly creeping down to the lake. 

The crickets chirping is a nice little sound to keep yourself grounded in the darkness. It might've been wiser to bring a flashlight, you realize, but it isn't that long of a walk anyway. You listen to the sound of your own steps and watch the rustling of leaves overhead, the moonlight peaking through and illuminating the path ahead of you. In the distance, that same flickering of fireflies from the top of the hiking trail gives you a little, just a little more sight to make your way down the steep path and to the shore of the lake.

Your eyes dart around the dock, looking for Omega’s book. You’re unsure what it looks like; you probably should’ve asked her. You slowly walk closer, ensuring that your feet don’t crunch a leaf or snap a twig, before creeping up where the water meets the rocks. A heap of clothes is laid there, messily thrown on top of each other. 

That’s strange. And highly unlikely that someone just forgot their clothes at the lake and returned to camp bare.

The water ripples slowly, and a figure moves languidly under the break. The large rock to your right suddenly becomes the perfect spot to perch behind as you watch whatever is swimming around.

You take another look at the pile of clothes. Under what seems like regular jean shorts, a slip of red peaks through and meets the ground. Squinting your eyes, you almost gasp when you realize what it is. 

Hunter’s bandana.

Suddenly, something bursts out of the water. You almost squeak in your shock, but keep silent. Only your eyes slowly peak over the rock as you see long, dark hair flip backward in a spray of water, a broad chest taking a large breath of fresh air, just going to its hips before slowly shifting back down into the water. You only see that prominent V-Line for just a few moments, a split second of vulnerability Hunter doesn’t even know he’s exposing, for you to gasp so, so silently into your chest.

He’s naked.

Holy shit, he’s naked.

And he looks damn good too.

He slowly moves around in the water, head leaned back as he relaxes, barely letting his hips reach the surface. This is not good, this is an absolute violation of his privacy, why the fuck can’t you look away?

You force yourself to, however, once he looks as though he’s about to leave. His strong arms reach to hold his hair back from his face, wringing it, and you make your run for it, having little regard for making more noise than you did when you first arrived.

Panting and disheveled, face and ears red, you return to your cabin.

“Did you find my book?” Omega asks once you come through the door.

“Couldn’t,” You answer, automatically and robotically, before hiding your face in your pillow and suppressing a scream.

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[mego42]

Top five lines or parts of your own fanfics,top five songs from the early 2000’s?

my own????? have I written fic ever????? in my life?????? that was a serious question I saw this and was like what are words even who knows not me. ummm okay:

I enjoy when Annie calls Mick Michael in listening and have now started calling Mick Michael in my own head as a result

I still giggle a little about high!Beth telling Mick they’re in the yard in as the world turns 

I v much enjoy how extremely correct Rio’s texting style is in got a kiss

Am fairly obsessed with the backstory I gave Mick and Rio for hi-yah!

Oh! in smoke, fire when they’re airing their grievances and beth’s like you mailed me body parts! and rio’s like you blocked my number! and beth’s like that is not a proportionate response! bc honestly

top 5 early 2000s songs (YES!!!!! also it turns out everything I immediately thought of was late 90s so it’s cool to be old I guess)

Maps - Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs (2003)

B.O.B. - OutKast (2000)

Clint Eastwood - Gorillaz (2000)

Hurt - Johnny Cash (2002)

I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me) - Whitney Houston (sort of cheating, originally came out on Whitney in 1987 BUT it was re-released on Whitney: The Greatest Hits in 2000 so I’m counting it)

Marrow - Ani DiFranco (2001)

Stan - Eminem (2000)

Goodbye To You - Michelle Branch (2001)

Firewalker - Liz Phair (2003)

Work It - Missy Elliot (2001)

top 5!!!

[roseunspindle]

Polyxo (Hyade) naiad that brings rain

The Polyxo cabin is one of the first that comes with it’s own weather. Once built a light gentle rain begins sprinkling down on it. Ten year-old Megan Cornish, it’s new occupant, laughs and dances in it, already singing about mud puddles. (The camp counselors have to have many, many talks with the young girl during cabin inspection because a.) mud in the cabin is not clean, and no her mom being a rain nymph does not okay it. 

https://www.pinterest.com/roseunspindle/camp-half-blood/cabin-55-not-canon-polyxo-hyade/

[dalekofchaos]

Friday The 13th sequel idea:Part XIII:Camp Blood

The best way in my opinion to make a new Friday The 13th, is to unite the majority of the survivors against Jason.

If this fucking lawsuit(fuck you Sean S Cunningham, pay Victor what you fucking owe him) ever ends, this is what I’d  love to see as a final sequel. 

First, yes this is Part XIII because I consider the remake to be good enough to be in line with canon, just retcon the opening and Jason finding the hockey mask and Jason keeping Whitney alive because she reminds him of his mom. 

So my suggestion for a final sequel is this. Tommy Jarvis knows Jason is still out there. He plans to search and bring together everyone who’s ever survived Jason Voorhees. His plan is for everyone to pose as Camp Counselors as Camp Crystal Lake is reopened and lure Jason so they can all kill Jason and end the nightmare once and for all. 

Before I continue on the survivors, here is the following things I would love to see in this final Friday The 13th movie

It has to be set at Camp Crystal Lake.

It has to keep the tone from the first 4 movies.

Kane Hodder or Derek Mears must return to play Jason

Pay homage to the game by having Jason hear Pamela’s voice in his head and Jessica Lange should play her

Have Jason’s shack and shrine to Pamela make an appearance 

Set it in modern day

Tom Savini does the kill effects, no CGI

Jason has his left eye missing, the axe mark on his mask and chain around his neck, to show the damage and calling cards to Part 3, 4 and 6

Show what the films never established in Jason’s flashbacks. Show Jason’s home life. Show him having a loving mother and father, who just wanted the best for him. You could even show that Elias taught Jason how to hunt and where he got his survival skills from.

Then show Jason’s survival from drowning building his shack, surviving and waiting for his mother but she never shows and we see that it was Jason who did some of the kills in the original and Jason was stalking in some scenes and Jason does watch Pamela die. This would prompt Jason to kill everyone who ever enters Camp Crystal Lake.

Tommy recruits the following

Ginny Field from Part II

Chris Higgins from Part III

His sister Trish and wife Megan Garris

Pam from Part V

Tina Shepard from Part VII

Rennie from Part VIII

Jessica and Steven from Part IX and their grown daughter Stephanie

No one from Jason X since that would be impossible

As for Lori and WIll, Jason killed them in Freddy vs Jason vs Ash

Clay and Whitney Miller from the remake

But someone that everyone never expected to see, is the one person who survived Pamela’s slaughter of Camp Blood. That’s right, it’s Alice Hardy.  Here’s my reasoning. The only reason why Alice was killed off in Part II is  Adrienne King dealt with real life stalkers, so I think Alice deserves to be in the final movie, plus it makes no sense whatsoever for Jason to find Alice when he never leaves Crystal Lake. SO yes, retconning Alice’s death is very much needed

There would be teens hired as counselors, so Jason has a body count to be worthy of the title. I’d say at least 13 victims, plus those unlucky survivors who happen to die. 

Now I know what you’re thinking. Why are you including Pam since V is considered the black sheep of the franchise and since Jason wasn’t in it? This  fan theory that suggests that Jason had a psychic connection with Pamela and Roy, thus having his presence felt throughout the franchise. Also Pam was close with Tommy.

I would say the last standing survivors would be Tommy, Megan, Ginny, Stephanie, Tina and Alice. So in total, the death count would be 21

Tina would hold down Jason with her telekinesis. Alice would jam an ice pick in Jason’s skull. Ginny would hack Jason’s limb with a pickaxe.  Megan shoots him in the chest, Trish stabs him in the back, Stephanie would stab Jason in the heart  and finally Tommy would decapitate Jason.