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dennisbmurphy · 1 year ago

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Eill January 6th be Buried Like the JFK Assassination?

Will January 6th be like the Kennedy assassination? Will we never know the whole story?

THOM HARTMANN. SEP 14

This week we heard from a Secret Service agent who says there was more than one shooter at Dealy Plaza in Dallas back in November, 1963. JFK’s top aide, Dave Powers — who was in the car just behind JFK at the time of the assassination — told me the same thing, as Lamar Waldron and I reported in our book Legacy of Secrecy: The Long Shadow of the JFK Assassination.

While people may disagree on their favorite theory of who was behind and who executed the killing, there’s broad agreement across America that we still don’t know the entire story (and the CIA and FBI continue to refuse to declassify thousands of pages of documents).

Will January 6th be like the Kennedy assassination? Will we never know the whole story?

Andrea Junker recently tweeted:

“Anybody else still curious who planted the pipe bombs, disabled Mike Pence’s key card, removed the panic button in Ayanna Presley’s office, and shared the locations of non-reinforced Capitol windows?”

Inquiring minds want to know.

In a troubling turn, a new biography of Mitt Romney by McKay Coppins dropped this week, with a fascinating excerpt published in The Atlantic. In it, Coppins tells the story of Romney hearing, on January 2nd, from Maine Senator Angus King that a high-ranking Pentagon official had just given him a mind-blowing warning:

“Law enforcement has been tracking online chatter among right-wing extremists who appear to be planning something bad on the day of Donald Trump’s upcoming rally in Washington, D.C. The president has been telling them the election was stolen; now they’re coming to steal it back.

“There’s talk of gun smuggling, of bombs and arson, of targeting the traitors in Congress who are responsible for this travesty. Romney’s name has been popping up in some frightening corners of the internet, which is why King needed to talk to him. He isn’t sure Romney will be safe.”

Alarmed, Romney reached out to Mitch McConnell with a text message:

“In case you have not heard this, I just got a call from Angus King, who said that he had spoken with a senior official at the Pentagon who reports that they are seeing very disturbing social media traffic regarding the protests planned on the 6th.

“There are calls to burn down your home, Mitch; to smuggle guns into DC, and to storm the Capitol. I hope that sufficient security plans are in place, but I am concerned that the instigator—the President—is the one who commands the reinforcements the DC and Capitol police might require.”

Romney’s concern was prescient. But the interaction (Mitch McConnell never replied to Romney) leaves us with more questions than answers.

For example, why did Trump’s Acting Secretary of Defense Chris Miller issue a memo on January 4th explicitly saying that the DC National Guard was:

— Not authorized to be issued weapons, ammunition, bayonets, batons, or ballistic protection equipment such as helmets and body armor.

— Not to interact physically with Trump’s protestors, except when necessary in self-defense or defense of others.

— Not to employ any riot control agents.

— Not to share equipment with law enforcement agencies.

— Not authorized to use Intelligence, Surveillance, and Reconnaissance (ISR) assets or to conduct ISR or Incident, Awareness, and Assessment activities in assistance to Capitol Police.

— Not allowed to employ helicopters or any other air assets.

— Not to conduct searches, seizures, arrests, or other similar direct law enforcement activity.

— Not authorized to seek support from any non-DC National Guard units.

Why didn’t our federal police, investigative, and military agencies do anything when they knew full well in advance that an armed mob was coming to the Capitol to try to overthrow our government, and that many within the mob were armed and willing to kill (and did) to try to accomplish their goal?

Why, afterward, did the Secret Service and the Department of Defense wipe their phones so the data could never be retrieved?

Why has there never been a public examination of most of this? What did then-and-now FBI Director Christopher Wray know, and when did he know it?

It’s as if a small-town police force was warned that a gang of bank robbers was on their way into town on the following Saturday, and that weekend the entire police force decided to leave their phones off the hook and go fishing. And after the bank was robbed, they all said they didn’t realize they’d really intended to rob the town’s bank. And then destroyed the note warning them the robbers were coming to town.

Why are so few people openly speculating that corrupt individuals — possibly only a handful — within the FBI, Secret Service, and Department of Defense may have participated in a plot led by Donald Trump to overthrow our government? And how many of Trump’s stooges are still in our government, perhaps waiting for his return?

Why isn’t our media pursuing these questions?

Is it simply because treason is such an unimaginably heinous act? Does journalistic integrity require them to await “smoking gun” evidence that, at the very least, some people within these organizations were knowing or unknowing participants in Trump’s plot to become America’s last president? Is it fear of losing sources in these agencies?

If this isn’t bad enough, on January 6th itself — as armed traitors were attacking police and searching to “hang Mike Pence” — Chris Miller oversaw a mid-afternoon, mid-riot conference call in which Army Secretary McCarthy was again begging for authority to immediately bring in the National Guard.

Then-Deputy Chief of Staff for Operations General Charles Flynn, the brother of convicted/pardoned foreign agent General Michael Flynn (who had been pushing Trump to declare martial law and have the military seize voting machines nationwide) was on the call; both the Pentagon and the Army, it has been reported, lied to the press, Congress, and, apparently, to the Biden administration about his presence on that call for almost a year.

It wasn’t until December, 2021 that it was widely reported that the National Security Council’s Colonel Earl Matthews (who was also on the call) wrote a memo calling both Charles Flynn and Lt. Gen Walter Piatt, the Director of Army Staff, “absolute and unmitigated liars” for their testimony to Congress in which they both denied they’d argued to withhold the National Guard on January 6th.

Then we discovered that the phones and text messages of most of the group, including Chris Miller, Walter Piatt, Kash Patel, and Ryan McCarthy were all wiped of all conversations and text messages they had on and in the lead-up to January 6th.

Most of the communication-based evidence was destroyed. Completely destroyed. By coincidence, they said. And the FBI, still run by Trump appointee Wray, seems to have never followed up on any of it.

Why was the riot gear for the Capitol Police stored — after they were warned a mob would be coming for them — in a locked bus? As The Washington Post reported:

“As a mob incited by President Donald Trump stormed the Capitol, officers scrambled to get the body armor. But the bus was locked, and no one could find the key. They were forced to defend the complex, and themselves, in their regular uniforms. All told, about 140 officers reported suffering injuries during the most significant breach of the Capitol since the War of 1812.”

Was it the same person or people who disabled Presley’s panic buttons?

How did the mob know the secret hideaway that Jim Clyburn used for most of his work when they came looking to possibly lynch him with the noose they had outside? He told CBS News:

“They knew where to go. … Yes, somebody on the inside of those buildings were complicit in this.” Adding, “The office with my name on the door was not touched. But the office where I do most of my work in, they were on that floor and outside that door.”

Why has there been no follow-up to Lauren Boebert live-tweeting the location of Nancy Pelosi as she was being hunted for assassination?

Why haven’t we heard any more about the members of Congress who were giving tours to insurrectionists? Why has there been no investigation whatsoever — at least that the public knows anything about — into complicity at the highest levels of our government?

And now we’re watching with jaws agape as Tommy Tuberville is holding open hundreds of senior military positions in a fashion similar to the way Mitch McConnell held Merrick Garland’s seat on the Supreme Court open for well over a year before Trump took office in 2017.

That would be the Senator Tuberville whose hometown newspaper printed pictures showing him in Trump’s private residence the evening of January 5th, 2021, at what appears to be a planning session just hours before the Capitol was invaded.

As the Alabama Political Reporter newspaper reported at the time:

“The night before the deadly attack on the U.S. Capitol, Alabama Republican Senator Tommy Tuberville and the then-director of the Republican Attorneys General Association met with then-President Donald Trump’s sons and close advisers, according to a social media post by a Nebraska Republican who at the time was a Trump administration appointee.

“Charles W. Herbster, who was then the national chairman of the Agriculture and Rural Advisory Committee in Trump’s administration, in a Facebook post at 8:33 p.m. on Jan. 5 said that he was standing ‘in the private residence of the President at Trump International with the following patriots who are joining me in a battle for justice and truth.’ …

“Among the attendees, according to Herbster’s post, were Tuberville, former RAGA director Adam Piper, Donald Trump Jr., Eric Trump, Trump’s former National Security Advisor Michael Flynn, adviser Peter Navarro, Trump’s 2016 campaign manager Corey Lewandowski, and 2016 deputy campaign manager David Bossie.”

Tuberville has denied to the press that he was at the meeting, but the Alabama Political Reporter noted not only the pictures of him there but also reprinted Facebook and Instagram posts from others who attended citing Tuberville as being part of this particular war room event planning for January 6th.

One, a rightwing tech CEO named Daniel Beck, even wrote on Instagram just before midnight January 5th (with a picture at the hotel) that he’d just:

“[S]pent the evening with Donald Trump Jr., Kimberly Guilfoyle, Tommy Tuberville, Michael J. Lindell, Peter Navarro, and Rudy Giuliani. We talked about the elections, illegal votes, court cases, the republics’ status, what to expect on the hill tomorrow. TRUMP WILL RETAIN THE PRESIDENCY!!!”

Remember, it was the military that apparently refused to go along with Trump’s plan for them to seize voting machines and help him overturn the election and appoint himself dictator-for-life.

Is Tuberville holding those seats open for a second Trump term so Trump can appoint leaders to our military who will go along with the next seditious attempt?

The excerpt from the new Romney biography is alarming, but when put into the context of these other revelations it becomes outright shocking.

Americans deserve some answers.

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visplay · 1 year ago

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Chris: Mad Heidi is a multi-genre film from Switzerland, comedy / action / sci-fi etc, about such things as a cheese oppressed society, mad scientists specializing in cheese, cheese torture, cheese monsters, great fun, and cheesy in a good way, Watch: Rent.

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leanstooneside · 2 years ago

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thegreeneroommagazine · 3 years ago

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baldego · 4 years ago

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BAITED AREA #3, interviews with Elaine Kahn, Shanzhai Lyric, Container, and ICE, along with contributions by Chris Reppucci, Nina Hartmann, and Asa Collier. Discussed: Architecture, blame, bias, astrology, bootlegs, Hamlet, rap, country, poetry, dipping, abandoned spaces, Justin Bieber, British partying, time-cycles, police in libraries, garbage, crime, curb appeal, etc. 80 pages, $15ppd www.baited-area.com

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maggotzombie · 5 years ago

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LIEBE LIESE: ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪ – 𝒮𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇

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LIESE SIGHS and blows a loose strand of hair from out of her face. She’s bored out of her mind.

The association she works for is throwing a benefit gala to raise funds for the treatment of children with leukemia and research of the disease. It has been draining since she had to prepare a speech but she’s just a doctor, only good with medicine, not words. So, speaking beautiful and meaningful things in front of people and a bunch of celebrities is worse than sitting through a film from the Saw franchise.

She’s probably just overreacting, though. But it certainly isn’t fun going to events like this straight from a 13-hour shift. Liese hasn’t slept in the last nine hours, she hasn’t eaten in forever and the remaining three hours of the shift had been a hellish roller coaster. Try to do that and hold a smile while mingling around to talk about the wonders of the project. With a bit of luck, she could get two or three signed checks.

Liese approaches the bar area and sits down the empty glass of liquor. “Whiskey, neat,” She orders, glancing at the bartender before looking back at her phone.

The woman had long abandoned the champagne.

“Same as the lady’s,” A male voice says from her side.

Out of politeness, Liese acknowledges the man’s presence by looking at him and smiling briefly. He stares at her with interest as she thanks the bartender for the drink and simply moves away, without even taking a second look at him.

‘Just more thirty minutes and I’ll finally leave’, Liese thinks to herself, stepping out on the empty balcony.

It’s freezing, that’s why it’s empty, but the woman isn’t bothered by it. She walks towards the railing, resting both hands on the cold stone. The chilly wind makes her realize she’s a bit drunk which is no surprise since she’s been nursing glasses of champagne and whiskey for the past two hours with an empty stomach.

“What a lady like you is doing all alone in the cold?” The deep voice makes her turn as the man from the bar approaches.

“What does make you think I’m alone?” She asks, looking at him and accepting the flirtation. “I’m with you, am I not?” The woman raises an eyebrow, sipping the brown liquor, and he smiles.

“Yes, you are,” He agrees. “I’m Henry Cavill and I believe you are Dr. Liese Hartmann, correct?” He frowns.

“I am,” She nods. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Cavill,” Her light brown eyes stay focused on his face.

Henry gives her a warm smile. “I must congratulate you. It was a brilliant speech.”

“Oh, please,” Liese scoffs, rolling her eyes and looking away. “Now I know you really want something from me because praise that tells a lot. And it’s desperation,” She chuckles to not sound as rude as her words seemed.

The man chuckles as well, taking a step closer to her.

“Not at all,” He starts. “I can tell how passionate you’re about your work from what you’ve said.”

“Well, I’ll give you that,” The woman nods, raising her glass.

Henry clicks their glasses, and they sip their drinks without breaking eye contact. Liese licks her lips, and the man stares at it immediately as she places her glass back on the stone railing.

“So what kind of lady am I?” She asks, eyes focusing back on his.

He panics slightly as he minds go blank but before he knows, he’s talking. “You’re very smart, witty and you obviously pour your heart into your work,” The man wets his lips quickly and Liese part hers, tilting her head slightly and resting her glass in front of her chin. “Besides all of that, you’re gorgeous. You change the atmosphere of the room you’re in and it isn’t the red dress nor the silver hair,” He says. “Don’t get me wrong, they’re very interesting but you’re much more than the beautiful exterior. You’re simply genuine about everything.”

Liese keeps a stoical gaze until she cracks a side smile. “So you can read people?” She raises an eyebrow and he shrugs with a smirk. “Very well. So you understand why a lady like me sees no problem in being alone. In fact, our own companionship is more than enough,” Liese finally sips her drink.

“I do,” Henry nods.

“However, it doesn’t mean we don’t enjoy being with someone else at times,” The woman adds, moving to sit down at the sofa on the edge of the balcony.

“That’s good to know,” He says, following behind her.

She crosses her leg, adjusting the fabric to cover a bit more of the exposed skin from the split.

Henry simply pops open the button to his suit jacket. “Are you cold?” He frowns again, gazing at her uncovered shoulders and arms.

“I’m hungry,” She says confesses right away.

The man laughs heartily, tilting his head back, shoulders shaking and all. “Is there something I can do to help with that?” He asks.

“I don’t think so,” Liese replies, narrowing her eyes at him.

“Why is that?” He keeps the handsome smile on his face.

“Because you seem too fit,” She boldly pokes his chest with her index finger and his eyes follow it before he erupts in laughter again.

“Wow,” The man wiggles his eyebrows. “Nobody ever insulted me by saying I’m in a good shape,” He points out.

“Well, I’m craving for a burger and it doesn’t seem your choice of food,” She says with a slight head shake, and he gives her a weird look. “Women don’t need to be pregnant to crave food,” Liese explains, rolling her eyes.

“I eat burgers,” Henry defends himself. “Not always, but I do,” He emphasizes it.

“Is it cheat day?” The woman smirks at him, flirting hard.

“If you want to,” He says, keeping her gaze until he stands up. “Come on, we can get it on the way.”

“To where?” She frowns, looking up at him.

“Why don’t we find out?” He replies, offering a hand.

Liese stares at him for a second before slowly opening a smirk and accepting his hand. She picks her clutch and leaves her glass of whiskey on the coffee table by the side of Henry’s before taking his hand. Once standing up, he motions for her to lead the way, and she does.

The ballroom now seems extremely too hot and it’s hard to breathe. Liese doesn’t bother to say goodbye to anyone, she simply walks towards the exit with the man following behind her.

“Dr. Hartmann,” Someone calls, and she halts, raising her head to look at the source: a photographer. “Mr. Cavill,” He says, after recognizing the man. “A photo, if I may?” He asks.

Henry looks at Liese, waiting for her answer as he puts his phone back into the inside pocket of the suit jacket. “Of course,” The woman politely smiles, back into the sweet doctor persona.

She transfers her clutch to the left hand and adjusts her skirt, making the split side of it more apparent. Liese looks back at Henry, and he gets closer, placing his hand on the small of her back. They look at the camera and a photo is taken. The woman then leans back against Henry’s body and puts a hand on her waist, sticking her exposed leg further out. This time, the photographer takes several photos of them.

“That’s it. Thank you so much,” The man with the camera says with a nod.

“Sure,” Liese smiles again.

“Very nice speech, doctor,” The photographer continues.

“Oh, you’re very kind,” She looks down, holding her skirt to not stumble upon it. “Have a good night,” She offers another smile.

“For you guys as well,” He says.

“Thanks, mate,” Henry nods at him, following the woman. “It looks like our getaway is no longer a secret,” He whispers to her, keeping his hand on her back.

She looks at him with an amused smile. “Is that a problem?”

“Oh, not at all,” He shakes his head. “I am lucky that a lady like you wants to be seen with me,” Henry keeps up with the joke, and she actually laughs for the first time.

“Well, I will be seen with you, yes,” Liese gives him a look with a smile, then motions to the expecting fans waiting outside with her head.

“Oh,” He says, looking at the crowd that hasn’t recognized him yet.

“Yup,” The woman nods, turning to face him. “Did you drive here?”

“No, but I have a car waiting. He should be here by now,” Henry replies, looking around as people start to scream for him. “There he is,” He motions to a sleek black SUV with a driver waiting outside, looking at them.

“Oh, Chris,” Liese smiles at the sight of the driver and waves, getting a small smile and a wave back.

Henry is surprised by two things: first, she knows him, and secondly, he never saw the man’s features change from the permanent scowl. Oh, and they work together for quite some time now.

Girls scream his name louder and security has to stop them from getting to him. “I’ll be there in a second,” He says to her.

The woman nods and lets him to his devices, walking towards Chris. “Dr. Hartmann,” The driver greets her, opening the backseat door for her.

“You know you can call me Liese, Chris,” She chides him but with a smile, giving him a quick kiss on the cheeks. “How are you? It’s been quite some time!”

As usual, he accepts the warm greeting awkwardly. “It does, dr Har…” He stops himself at her raised eyebrow. “Liese,” He concedes with a contained chuckle. “I’m very good, thank you for asking. How about you, ma’am?”

“Not even my mum likes to be called ma’am but I’m fine as well,” She replies and the driver chuckles more naturally.

“It’s nice seeing you,” He confesses.

“Yes, I couldn’t agree more!” Liese smiles widely.

“Uhm…” Chris pauses, glancing at the celebrity who employs him. “If you don’t mind…”

The woman interrupts him by shaking her head and waving her hand dismissively. “You know I don’t. Speak freely,” She says, looking at him with the same smile.

“Are you joining Mr. Cavill tonight?” He asks, focused on her.

“Only if you say it’s fine,” Liese replies truthfully.

The driver’s eyes almost pop out from its sockets. “Dr. Hartmann!” He says in astonishment.

She smiles. “You know what I mean,” The woman moves a strand of hair to the side. “You probably know him better than I do. Is there something that I should know?” She raises an eyebrow.

“No,” Chris shakes his head, understanding her concern. “He’s a very nice guy, humble. Definitely different from other famous people I worked with but in a good way,” He informs her.

Liese nods and smiles. “Then, yes. I’m joining him,” She confirms, and he nods. “How’s little Michael, by the way?” Liese frowns slightly.

They didn’t realize the man approaching him and, gladly, he only catches the last sentence. ‘Who’s Michael now?’ Henry thinks to himself as he walks towards the woman and his driver.

Chris doesn’t have the opportunity to answer as he looks at the actor. “Are we ready?” He asks.

“Yes, sir,” The driver nods.

Henry gives him a look. “I told you Henry is enough,” He says.

Liese chuckles at it and Chris looks at the couple. “My apologies, sir.”

“That is also prohibited,” The man says, reaching out a hand for Liese. “Let me help you in.”

She gathers as much of the dress fabric as she could, accepting Henry’s hand. He, too, raises her skirt to free her feet but careful enough to not expose her. Liese scoots over to behind the driver’s seat and adjusts her dress as Henry slides in by her side.

“How do you know Chris?” He asks quickly as the man walks around the vehicle.

“We worked together,” She replies promptly, putting on the seat belt. “He’s an EMT and a great one,” Liese adds.

His eyebrows shoot to his hairline. “I didn’t know that,” He confesses as Chris opens the door. “Chris, why didn’t you tell me you’re an EMT?” He asks the man right away.

“Oh, I thought you already knew, sir,” The man says, putting his own seat belt. “I’m also an Army veteran. That’s exactly why miss Garcia hired me.”

“Whoa. I don’t know shit,” Henry says, shaking his head and the woman chuckles. “Oh, don’t call Dany ‘miss Garcia’ in front of her.”

“I wouldn’t do that again!” Chris shakes his head, remembering what happened when he did that for the first time. Henry chuckles. “Where should I go?”

“First food for the lady and then straight home,” He instructs. “I think the only place open right now is McDonald’s, though,” He looks at the woman by his side.

“McDonald’s it is,” She says and the driver nods once again, moving the car.

“So you two met when Chris worked as an EMT?” The man asks her with a slight frown after they pull out the ballroom.

“I convinced him to become an EMT, actually,” Liese replies. “Many years ago Chris and his wife rushed to the ER with their infant son, Michael, who choked on food. I was the attending physician but Chris was the one who saved his son. He cleared Mike’s airways as much as he could until I got him.”

“Wow. And then you become an EMT?” Henry looks at his driver.

He nods. “Dr. Hartmann doesn’t take no for an answer,” He says.

At McDonald’s drive-thru, the doctor orders food for her and the two men – against their will, for the record – saying to Henry that she won’t share hers. Beside the Big Mac, the woman gets herself a mint Matchmaker McFlurry which she manages to eat it all before getting to wherever they’re going. It wasn’t planned, but she saw an advertisement and got curious about it instantly. For Henry, she gets a Big Tasty with Bacon and large fries with coke for Chris.

The car parks in front of a mews house in South Kensington and Henry hops out of it, reaching out a hand for her. Liese struggles to hold the empty foam cup as well as the brown paper bag with her food without tripping over her dress.

“Oof,” The woman breathes out, clutching on to Henry’s shoulder to steady herself on five-inch stiletto heels.

The muscular arm around her waist also helps a lot.

“Allow me to take this, Dr. Hartmann,” Chris says, picking the empty foam cup from her hand.

“Thanks,” She smiles. “Oh, my clutch,” She turns back to the car, bending over the backseat to retrieve the small purse.

“Got it?” Henry asks, trying his best to not stare at her rear.

“Uh-huh…” The woman replies before even reaching the purse. Raising her leg a little bit, she finally retrieves the item. “Got it,” She says, pushing herself back into her feet.

“Wonderful,” He says, holding her at arm's length and turning to the driver. “Thanks, Chris. Have a good night.”

“Bye, Chris. It was nice seeing you,” She says to the man, holding onto Henry’s arm.

“You too, Dr. Hartmann,” The driver replies, closing the backseat door. “The new hair color is very nice, by the way.”

“Thank you,” She genuinely smiles at him. “And it’s Liese.”

Chris chuckles. “Have a good night.”

The woman waves as he gets into the car, walking alongside Henry towards his front door. As he unlocks it, an eager dog whimper can be heard from outside and the massive bear greets them with a wagging tail. The man sustains his weight as he jumps on him and Liese slips inside the house. The dog quickly shifts his interest from his owner to her which she gladly accepts.

“Oh my God, hey!” She smiles, immediately kneeling down to pet him. “Du bist das Bärchen, nicht ich,” Liese whispers to the pet in her native language and the man frowns at it. “Nein, McDonald's kann du nicht haben. Es tut dir nicht gut,” She says as the dog gets interested in her food bag.

“Ok, Kal,” Henry starts. “Give her some space,” He says to the dog and he obeys, walking away.

“He’s so adorable,” The woman says with a smile, accepting the hand to help her stand up.

Once she gets to his eye level, Liese gasps in surprise as the man pushes her against the door, pinning her. His lips cover hers immediately and she melts into his mouth. A small moan escapes her mouth when Henry’s tongue slips into it. At the sound, he squeezes her against the wood even harder, almost feeling every inch of her small frame with his body. The kiss is slow even though they both want it desperately since they were at that freezing balcony.

“That ice cream does taste good,” Henry whispers into her lips. “Who would have thought that mint and whiskey are a good match?” He adds and Liese chuckles.

“Well, I told you so,” She says, eyes locked on his and that’s when she notices it, even in the dark. “You have sectoral heterochromia!” The woman muses, surprised to not have seen it before.

“What?” He chuckles.

“The brown bit in your beautiful blue eyes,” The doctor explains. “That’s sectoral heterochromia.”

“Oh, that,” Henry smiles, moving to turn the lights on. “I forgot you’re a doctor,” He adds, looking back at her. “You really like your ridiculously difficult words.”

“I’m a consultant physician. You should see pathologists,” Liese shakes her head slightly, making him chuckle. The man grabs her hand and leads her to the kitchen. As Henry turns the lights on, the woman’s stomach rumbles loudly. “Oh, God,” She makes a face, putting a hand over it.

“When was the last time you ate something?” He asks, watching her sitting on the countertop.

“I’ll sit here,” She informs instead of asking. “I don’t know,” The woman answers the question, crossing her legs and searching for her food into the bag. “I was working a thirteen-hour shift and then went straight to the gala.”

“Are you serious?” Henry asks, peeling off his jacket suit.

“Uh-huh,” She nods, finally biting into the big burger.

The man proceeds to take off his tie, leaving it over the sofa’s backrest, and then unbuttons enough of his dress shirt to see muscle under it. “Kal, don’t,” He says to the dog who eyes the tie in interest. “Get out of there,” Henry tells him, folding his sleeves.

The dog has ruined enough amount of his ties since Henry got him.

“Kal,” The woman whispers. “Why do I recognize this name?” She asks to herself with a frown before shaking her head.

Henry turns back to her. “Do you want anything to drink?”

“Milk,” Is the prompt answer.

He frowns. “Milk?” He says, getting it from the fridge anyway. "That's an odd combination."

“Well, I had enough of liquor today. This is supposed to make me not have a hangover tomorrow morning,” Liese explains, accepting the full glass he’s offering.

“Smart,” He leans against the kitchen island right in front of her and grabs one of her ankles.

Liese watches as he starts to unfasten the stiletto heels’ strap from her ankle. “I’m a doctor, right?” She raises an eyebrow as he looks up at her with a smile on his face.

“You say you are,” He replies, massaging her free foot with one hand while the other puts the shoe on the counter beside her. “But how can I be sure?” Henry asks playfully, grabbing her other ankle and doing the same thing.

The woman gently puts her burger down, reaching out to her clutch and getting her hospital ID from it. “How about this?” She puts it on his face as he massages her other foot. “Oh, that feels so good,” The woman moans unintentionally.

“St. Thomas, you’re fancy,” He teases her, smiling widely. “It can be fake, though.”

Liese rolls her eyes. “Okay,” She looks up, trying to think of something while chewing. “Ask me anything then.”

So he does. “Will you sit on my face tonight?” Henry looks at her with the most innocent eyes and squeezing her calf.

She laughs. “Is that what you wanted to ask all this time?”

“Maybe,” He blinks naively at her.

“Then eat your burger so you can be strong enough to bear me,” She says, motioning to the junk food sitting on the counter.

“Oh, you are this feisty?” Henry continues teasing, picking the boxed burger.

“Don’t you wanna find out?” Liese teases him too, running her foot down on his abs.

She reaches really low but never gets to his crotch then crossing her leg again in a much sexier way. The expression on his face when he looks up at her again is so amusing that Liese can’t hold her laugh.

* * *

— CHAPTER II: PILLOW TALK

#henry cavill #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill x ofc #the witcher #geralt #geralt of rivia #Mission: Impossible Fallout #august walker #man of steel #superman #clark kent #captain syverson #sand castle #liebe liese

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[TASK 182: NAURU]

In celebration of January 31st being Nauruan Independence Day, here’s a masterlist below compiled of over 140+ Nauruan faceclaims categorised by gender with their occupation and ethnicity denoted if there was a reliable source. If you want an extra challenge use random.org to pick a random number! Of course everything listed below are just suggestions and you can pick whichever faceclaim or whichever project you desire.

Any questions can be sent here and all tutorials have been linked below the cut for ease of access! REMEMBER to tag your resources with #TASKSWEEKLY and we will reblog them onto the main! This task can be tagged with whatever you want but if you want us to see it please be sure that our tag is the first five tags, @ mention us or send us a messaging linking us to your post!

THE TASK - scroll down for FC’s!

STEP 1: Decide on a FC you wish to create resources for! You can always do more than one but who are you starting with? There are links to masterlists you can use in order to find them and if you want help, just send us a message and we can pick one for you at random!

STEP 2: Pick what you want to create! You can obviously do more than one thing, but what do you want to start off with? Screencaps, RP icons, GIF packs, masterlists, PNG’s, fancasts, alternative FC’s - LITERALLY anything you desire!

STEP 3: Look back on tasks that we have created previously for tutorials on the thing you are creating unless you have whatever it is you are doing mastered - then of course feel free to just get on and do it. :)

STEP 4: Upload and tag with #TASKSWEEKLY! If you didn’t use your own screencaps/images make sure to credit where you got them from as we will not reblog packs which do not credit caps or original gifs from the original maker.

THINGS YOU CAN MAKE FOR THIS TASK - examples are linked!

Stumped for ideas? Maybe make a masterlist or graphic of your favourite faceclaims. A masterlist of names. Plot ideas or screencaps from a music video preformed by an artist. Masterlist of quotes and lyrics that can be used for starters, thread titles or tags. Guides on culture and customs.

Screencaps

RP icons [of all sizes]

Gif Pack [maybe gif icons if you wish]

PNG packs

Manips

Dash Icons

Character Aesthetics

PSD’s

XCF’s

Graphic Templates - can be chara header, promo, border or background PSD’s!

FC Masterlists - underused, with resources, without resources!

FC Help - could be related, family templates, alternatives.

Written Guides.

and whatever else you can think of / make!

MASTERLIST!

Joanne Gobure (1982) Nauruan - poet.

Millenia Finch (1999) Nauruan - model and Miss Nauru 2019.

F - Athletes:

Denise Ephraim (1971) Nauruan - sprinter.

Janice Degia (1974) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Sheeva Peo (1976) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Trudy Duburiya (1976) Nauruan - sprinter.

Wenona Steven (1978) Nauruan - sprinter.

Reanna Solomon (1981) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Mary Diringa (1983) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Angelita Detudamo (1986) Nauruan - tennis player.

Sheba Deireragea (1986) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Olympia Zacharias (1986) Nauruan - sprinter.

Suzanne Hiram (1987) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Arrora Depaune (1988) Nauruan - high jumper.

Nina Grundler (1989) Nauruan - hamer thrower, discus thrower, and shot putter.

Rosa Mystique Jones (1990) Nauruan - sprinter and discus thrower.

Lovelite Detenamo (1993) Nauruan - sprinter.

Thrixeena Akua (1994) Nauruan - sprinter.

Lanja Fritz (1995) Nauruan - sprinter.

Faylani Grundler (1998) Nauruan - long-distance runner.

Liebon Akua (1998) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Charisma Amoe-Tarrant (1999) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Chanana Jeremiah (2000) Nauruan - shot putter and discus thrower.

Melanie Ribauw (2001) Nauruan - long-distance runner.

Ricci Daniel (2002) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Maximina Uepa (2002) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Juliet Uera (?) Nauruan - sprinter.

Belista Hartmann (?) Nauruan - medium-distance runner.

Micheala Detenamo (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Ebonette Deigaeruk (?) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Febony Detenamo (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Madrina Denuga (?) Nauruan - javelin thrower.

Damaris Porte (?) Nauruan - medium-distance runner.

Hanna Olsson (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Bianca Ika (?) Nauruan - long-distance runner.

Janet Hubert (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Cramer Cain (?) Nauruan - actor.

M - Athletes:

Joske Teabuge (1960) Nauruan - sprinter.

Rick Hiram (1965) Nauruan - sprinter.

Gerard Garabwan (1971) Nauruan - weightlifter.

David Temaki (1974) Nauruan - long-distance runner and medium-distance runner.

Fredrick Canon (1976) Nauruan - sprinter.

Tryson Duburiya (1976) Nauruan - sprinter.

Fine Olsson (1977) Nauruan - javelin thrower.

Cherico Detenamo (1978) Nauruan - sprinter.

Rodin Thoma (1979) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Edouwe Appin (1979) Nauruan - sprinter.

Isca Kam (1980) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Paner Baguga (1980) Nauruan - footballer and tennis player.

Robertson Temaki (1980) Nauruan - sprinter.

Mati Fusi (1982) Nauruan - footballer.

Jeremiah Rutherford (1982) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Marcus Cook (1982) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Renos Doweiya (1983) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Sled Dowabobo (1983) Nauruan - judoka.

Willen Dageago (1983) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Lad Agege (1984) Nauruan - boxer.

Yukio Peter (1984) Nauruan - weightlifter.

JJ Capelle / Jay Jay Capelle (1984) Nauruan - sprinter.

Bremner Adumur (1984) Nauruan - long-distance runner and medium-distance runner.

Quaski Itaia (1984) Nauruan - sprinter.

Ika Aliklik (1985) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Deamo Baguga (1986) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Jake Ageidu (1986) Nauruan - boxer.

Itte Detenamo (1986) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Joseph Deireragea (1988) Nauruan - boxer.

Ovini Uera (1988) Nauruan - judoka.

Colan Caleb (1989) Nauruan - boxer.

Magnum Deraudag (1989) Nauruan - triple jumper.

Val-John Starr (1989) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Maverik Kun (1989) Nauruan - wrestler.

Alopua Petoa (1990) Nauruan - footballer.

Dagiero Dagiero (1991) Nauruan - sprinter.

DJ Maaki (1992) Nauruan - boxer.

Lowe Bingham (1994) Nauruan - wrestler.

Elson Brechtefeld (1994) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Dysard Dageago (1994) Nauruan - sprinter.

Tom-Jaye Waibeiya (1995) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Yachen Cook (1996) Nauruan - boxer.

Rayvon Dekarube (1998) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Jonah Harris (1999) Nauruan - sprinter.

Larko Doguape (2000) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Christon Amram (2000) Nauruan - boxer.

Ezekiel Moses (2001) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Daiziel Detudamo (?) Nauruan - wrestler.

Karl Tabwia (?) Nauruan - long-distance runner.

Alfonse Deireragea (?) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Gemeneo Joramm (?) Nauruan - medium-distance runner.

Chris Rangidimi (?) Nauruan - weightlifter.

Ace Capelle (?) Nauruan - sprinter.

Tony Bowditch (?) Nauruan - long-distance runner and medium-distance runner.

Cazaly Jeremiah (?) Nauruan - weightlifter and rugby player.

Gerard Jones (?) Nauruan - hammer thrower, discus thrower, and weightlifter.

Felix Kepae (?) Nauruan - weightlifter and rugby player.

Eodogi Dekarube (?) Nauruan - volleyball player.

Karl Hartman (?) Nauruan - long-distance runner.

Zumi Doguape (?) Nauruan - volleyball player.

Ai Temaki (?) Nauruan - hurdler.

Kaairo Tiaon (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Jencke Jeremiah (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Marcus Detenamo (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Niga Haulangi (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Morrison Depaune (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Heine Kanimea (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Gavrick Mwareow (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Martin Detenamo (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Rotui Star (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

David Vorbach (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Kingson Akibwib (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Fallon Natano (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Dick Royce (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Richart Daoe (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Johnson Hiram (?) Nauruan - basketball player.

Rasmussen Dowabobo (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Abraham Eroni Itsimaera (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Charles Dagiaro (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Damon Ivorab Adeang (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Sherlock Denuga (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Zac Temaki / Zechariah Temaki (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Chamrock Agir (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Zacharias Detenamo (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Turner Peter Thoma (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Lloyd Mark Dero Vunipola (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Dean Kepae (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Kristidas Merike / Kristides Menke (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Ashly Scott Dagan Kaierua (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Junior Agiangang (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Vito Denuga / Denuga Vito (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Geronimo Ivan Daniel (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Jake Debao (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Romanus Hartman (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Myer Temaki (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Elkodawn Dagiaro (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Dunstall Harris (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Fulton Hogan Amram (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Kingstone Ika (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Lockett Mau (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Johnson Scotty (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Kane Solomon (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Otto Adam (?) Nauruan - rugby player.

Problematic:

Quincy Detenamo (1979) Nauruan - weightlifter. - Convicted of the murder of a sex worker.

#nauruan fc #pacific islander fc #poc fc #underused fc #fc list #task: 182 #task: nauru

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mazm-imagines · 1 year ago

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Thy Creature Modern/Zombie AU Part 3

(BOOOO MOD GWAAAAAR BOOOO WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS) Because I'm very self-centered... a part 3 no one asked for because why not :3 part 1 and 2 found in their respective links. This is all information I didn't find necessary to the plot (didnt think about till 2 days later lmao) so think of it like a bonus... TW for eye horror, gore and amputation. I'll try not to get explicit bc this is still a sfw blog. Just briefly going over it because what good is a zombie apocalypse AU without any horror...

If i think of anything else expect like a part 4 lmaoooo

FINALLY THOUGHT OF OUTFITS FOR EVERYONE :3

Noah dresses in a suit for professionalism but when shit gets real he takes off the suit jacket... and mama mia he has a harness underneath...

He also wears a small cross pendant! Bc we can't forget he's Catholic lmao.

Justine wears dresses that look vaugely like uniform but their university doesn't have a uniform she just likes dressing in academia :3 she's very cutie pie and she makes her clothes herself

EL/Erysichthon wears like. Normal children's clothing. Probably a t-shirt, some shorts and a hoodie. ALTHOUGH considering he's supposed to be Williams reanimated corpse in this AU, and Victor is still pretty well off here, maybe he'd wear something more sophisticated.

Creature honestly just picked up some random ass shit from like a trashcan, very esoteric. Justine lends it some clothes later on/makes some for it.

Leon dresses like an average college student wwww he doesn't have time to clean up. Hoodie, t-shirt and some jeans. Whatever allows him flexibility/mobility because he's very athletic.

Hanna dresses in flowing dresses/skirts and oversized cardigans. She uses her cardigan as a blanket whenever someone falls asleep :3 so like if EL gets tuckered out she's like noooo poor baby and puts her cardigan on him.

Chris dresses homeless . Drunk asf and picked up whatevers nearby. Usually wears a heavy coat.

Alex is very grandpacore/butch like sweaters and pantsuits and shit. Very cozy too like you can trust her. You know she's a baddie !!!

Ben usually wears a dress shirt tie and some pants like a very clean look. But after the divorce trademark, his tie is all janky and his shirt is stained and he's a real mess...

Victor tried to look all professional at his Uni but uh... he gave in to the hoodie jeans combo after a while

Injury time.

@fleurrice ever the enabler has made me decide we need a little eye horror in here. Siren takes out Noah's right eye lmao... lmao... he gets to wear a cool ass eye patch like that one chick from Chainsaw Man (doesnt watch CSM)

After that he uses the shattered remains of his glasses as a makeshift monocle

Noah also injures his hands by hitting 701s preserved zombie dolls. The hardened layer of skin breaks his hands and they're bandaged up like in the game. That leaves him out of commission to fight so he stays a healer instead

This wouldn't be a zombie apocalypse AU without a surgery without anaesthesia...

Chris survives one undisclosed war and now he has to fight another... life is a comedy

Yeah so they have to amputate his leg to prevent the infection from going further. And hes like god fucking damn it just do it already.

Noah and Justine have to do the operation while Hanna Creature Alex and Leon have to hold him down. Justine's helping because she's really good at sewing and considering what a precise process it is and Noah's hands being in an utterly dreadful state he needs assistance. Ben can't do anything bc EL bit him.

Justine is very frightened and Noah has to be like WE GOTTA DO THIS GIRL!!! Of course he comforts her later bc he traumatized this poor girl but at the moment he's reallllly stressed.

Chris is just chugging that whiskey... Afterwards he's fine and they help him. Alex especially because before this she already had a prosthetic arm so she helps Chris cope/adjust to the situation.

I don't know where to put this but EL!!! He behaves very uncannily. His movements are janky and his eyes are big and glossy and dollike. They're all kinda creeped out by him but assume he's just a traumatized child...

EL is a boy genius partially because he read up on Victor's book collection and has good memory. He's also insanely endurant and while we know he's a Nepe zombie, they don't. So this is just seen as an extra benefit.

The reason they don't suspect him to be one is because they couldn't find any visible bite marks on his body + he looks normal enough because of his high stability.

MY IRL FRIEND GAVE ME THIS IDEA bc hes so fucking smart. So when i told them abt Victor using octopus DNA for siren he's like maybe it's because octopus limbs grow back so Victor thought it'd be useful. And mayeb the reason why the hair color changes is because of the octopus DNA camouflage... smartie pants

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