#Dottie Jones

[daisyssousa]

Anya: VINDICATION!

[thena0315]

Returning from WandaVision

The Home Foundation + WestView Residents

[dalekofchaos]

My alternate Marvel What If ideas

Thought of some ideas for Marvel What If, of episodes I wish we could've gotten

What if Thor, Loki and Hela grew up together

What if Pietro lived

What if Ultron never malfunctioned

What if Hulk took over completely

What if Captain America was found

What if The Punisher helped Daredevil and Elektra kill the Hand(AS WAS FUCKING ADVERTISED YOU LYING FUCKS)

What if The Eternals intervened

What if…Okoye took the heart-shaped herb?

What if…Maria Rambeau was Captain Marvel?

What if…Natasha Romanoff survived Vormir?

What if Thor, Hulk and The Defenders/Punisher were in Civil War and The Defenders appeared in Endgame

What if Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D. actually mattered to the MCU aka appearing in AOU, Civil War, Infinity War and appearing in the final battle in Endgame

What If Doctor Strange Had Been a Disciple of Dormammu?

What If Spider-Man Had Stopped the Burglar Who Killed His Uncle?

What if Aunt May and Uncle Ben both died and Peter was taken in by JJ Jameson?

What if Mary Jane-Watson was bit by the radioactive spider and became Spider-Woman?

What if the Avengers formed in WWII(Captain America, Howard as Iron Man, Peggy Carter, Dottie Underwood as Black Widow Odin and T'Chaka as Black Panther)

[charles-edgar-cheeserton-iii]

If I could hug each of you as a thank you for your kind donations...well, I probably wouldn’t because, as we all know, I’m not much of a hugger. 

-Rebecca Welton, S01E04

[dyingroses]

Ted Lasso memes (pt. 2)

[martini-garnish]

I'm going to force you guys to look at my silly little hellaverse oc lineup sheet (threat) PLEASE ask me about them I will kiss you on the mouth (also threat)

[bughead-in-the-comics]

Counselor Jughead suddenly misses Betty while he deals with a trio of energetic campers in Bug Juice, Chilling Adventures Presents... Camp Pickens (2023).

[wutbju]

Continued....

The party is usually held on the 23rd--or as near Christmas eve as possible. Each room in the house features a different activity--television, table games, Christmas music on the stereo, a piano for carols. A buffet table with snacks is the location of a popular continuing activity, of course. The party lasts from 7:00 until midnight. and at some time during the evening, everybody gathers around the piano for carols and devotions. (This gives the Harrises an opportunity to point out to the students that they needn't feel sorry for themselves; God's Son wasn't at home for Christmas either.)

The Harrises have pleasant memories of past years. They remember many foreign students and their first taste of an American Christmas. They especially remember the year that snow started falling just before carolers rang the doorbell. The foreign guests of the evening had heard of such picture-perfect Christmas scenes, but could hardly believe that they were experiencing one themselves.

On one Christmas-party evening many years ago when the Harris twins were small, they were fascinated by a young oriental student who appeared at the door. "I am Peter. I am made in Japan." He attended the parties for several years while he was a student. Last summer when David and Debbie Harris, grown up, were in Nova Scotia on a missionary trip , they were entertained by Peter, now a missionary there. He reminded them of the Christmases he had spent with them on campus.

[earth-6677]

May We All Be in Heaven Before the Devil Knows We're Dead

The raid on Roxxon with lots of surprises for friend and foes alike.

[auxiliarydetective]

OC Masterlist - Movies!

As per usual, everyone is listed with their age at their introduction into the "present" storyline.

Fandoms featured:

The A-Team (movie)

Ghostbusters

Indiana jones

K-12: The Film

Lord of the Rings

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen

Night at the Museum

Star Wars (Original Trilogy)

THE A-TEAM (2010)

Looking for the TV Show? Here it is!

-> (Movie!)Kit

"E anche se ho solo vent'anni dovrò correre." - Måneskin, in: VENT'ANNI

Full name: Sergeant Anne Karma "Kit" Kelley

Birthday: August 1st, 1989 (21 years old)

Identity: gay/bisexual (strong preference for men), trans man

Faceclaim: Kristen Stewart

Tag: x | Fic: -

Kit ran away from his parents when he was young and joined the circus, but his father tracked him down, so he had to flee further - and ended up in the military, signing up for Ranger School. His rebellious nature and acrobatic prowess quickly gained him a reputation, and prompted Colonel "Hannibal" Smith to track him down, adding him to his crack commando unit, the A-Team. However when the war comes to an end, the team is arrested for a crime they didn't commit. But if the world thinks that something as trivial as some prison bars can stop the A-Team, then they're horribly mistaken.

GHOSTBUSTERS (1984-?)

-> Charlie

"Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree? I travel the world and the seven seas - everybody's looking for something." - Eurythmics, in: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)

Full name: Charlie Drake, alias Chandrah the Vanguard, Guide of the Departed, Precursor of Gozer

Birthday: unknown (5000+ Earth years old) (assigned October 31st)

Identity: demonic (~ omnisexual, polyamorous, demiboy)

Faceclaim: Anthony Turpel (female: Juno Temple)

Tag: x | Fic: x

Chandrah has been summoned in the middle of a parking lot, far away from any altars or temples, and with no way to return to its dimension. With nothing else to do, it explores the human realm a bit, happening upon a group of parapsychologists and their odd devices. From then on, it decides to spend its time on Earth studying these odd scientists under the disguise of a human yet psychically gifted young man called Charlie Drake, waiting how long it'll take them to figure out what he really is. But as the scientists start finding real ghosts and form a company based on fighting and catching them, he forgets about how he even got there, until the mention of a Gatekeeper and Keymaster forces him back into the gravity of the situation.

INDIANA JONES (1981-2023)

-> Dotty

Full name: Dorothy Opal Hall

Birthday: February 2nd (29 years old)

Identity: probably bisexual

Faceclaim: Holliday Grainger

Tag: x | Fic: -

Close to graduation and needing to go on one more field trip to get her degree, Dorothy Opal Hall is constantly asking her professor if he can arrange something for her. When he finally agrees to take her with him on one of his travels, things go very sour very fast and Dotty realizes that her professor isn't all that she made him out to be. On top of that, graduation may be one of her least important worries now that her life is quite literally on the line.

K-12: THE FILM (2019)

-> Honey

"Cryin' inside, 'cause nothing I say ever comes out right. We're on the same side, but if I'm honest with you, you just run and hide." - Melanie Martinez, in: Fire Drill

Full name: "Honey" Penelope

Birthday: February 15th (? years old)

Identity: lesbian, demigirl

Faceclaim: Isolda Dychauk

Tag: x | Fic: -

The mute daughter of K-12 teacher Miss Penelope, nicknamed "Honey" after her golden necklace, is an empath and incredibly shy. But she's a fantastic dancer and, above all, a very kind soul.

LORD OF THE RINGS (2001-2003)

-> Lindewen

Full name: Lindewen / Linda Seasong

Birthday: March 10th (age unknown)

Identity: unknown

Faceclaim: Nadia Parkes

Tag: x | Fic: -

Lindewen is a figure of legends among the people of Middle Earth, each race seeming to have its own version of her in their collective mind. She's known as a kind soul, a sacred musician, a fearless adventurer, the most recent of her tales telling of her sacrifice to save the Lonely Mountain, putting herself into eternal sleep. But since then, Lindewen, also known as the True Halfling, has disappeared. That is until Gandalf finds her hiding out in a halfling village, living as a storyteller and musician. Tired of immortality and heroism, she refuses to accompany him and his fellowship on their quest, but she also cannot let herself have them leave without treating them to a good meal first. In the course of a single evening, her conviction seems to change, and Lindewen is out on a final adventure.

THE LEAGUE OF EXTRAORDINARY GENTLEMEN (2003)

-> Varsha

"Quietly, you are saving me, please don't fade away into the darkness of night - I don’t need no light to see you shine." - VoicePlay/JVKE, in: Golden Hour

Full name: Varsha Devi

Birthday: unknown (? years old) (assigned July 16th)

Identity: nagi? (~pansexual, cis female)

Faceclaim: Banita Sandhu

Tag: x | Fic: x

When the members of the League are introduced to Varsha Devi, they already expect that there might be more to the Nautilus's mysterious beauty of a navigator. Maybe that she actually does speak English but has a secret reason not to. Maybe that her identity is false. But when they do find out the truth, it's unlike anything they even considered.

NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM (2006-?)

-> Bára

"Lass uns Wege, lass uns Zeichen finden dort im Heidekraut, Lieder von den Wölfen lernen und vom Wind im Espenlaub." - Faun, in: Nacht des Nordens

Full name: Bára Heiðradóttir

Birthday: ~9th century (died 16 years old) (assigned January 21st)

Identity: bisexual, cis-female

Faceclaim: Frida Gustavsson

Tag: x | Fic: x

Bára is unlike the other wax figures at the museum, and nobody can fully understand why. Along with a soul bringing her to life, she seems to have gained her model's affinity for magic as well. With a new nightguard starting his job, chaos descends upon the museum and now, more than ever, Bára finds herself drawn to the mysterious pharaoh locked in his tomb.

STAR WARS (Original Trilogy) (1977-1983)

-> Lani

"Everybody in the world knows I'm a little twisted." - MISSIO, in: Twisted

Full name: Lan "Lani" Skywalker

Birthday: unknown day, 19 BBY (19 years old) (assigned May 4th)

Identity: asexual, aromantic, butch/tomboy?

Faceclaim: Amrita Acharia

Tag: x | Fic: x

Lani is the middle child out of the Skywalker triplets, and has struggled with anger issues and the force since she was a little child. Raised under the care of her father's former padawan Ahsoka Tano, she was the only one to get a proper jedi training until her reunion with her brother and an aged Obi-Wan Kenobi on the desert planet Tatooine. But as always with the Skywalkers, things don't go as planned at all.

[charles-edgar-cheeserton-iii]

Rebecca “Not Much of a Hugger” Welton

[covenofagatha]

Nicky's mom has got it going on (Part 1)

You are best friends with Nicholas Scratch, and one day he invites you over to his house when his mom is there, and shit, you didn't realize his mom was so hot. Non-magical AU

Word count: 2100+

Warnings: 18+, allusions to smut, actual smut will be in later parts, mommy issues (duh)

“Got any plans tonight?” your best friend Nicky asks you, making easy conversation. You had been organizing books on the A-F fiction shelf at the Barnes & Noble at the mall, where you and Nicholas Scratch worked in your free time. You had met him through Westview University, where you both attended school. But when you both started working at the bookstore in the beginning of the year to make a little extra money, you two became fast friends. 

“Not really. My parents are working late so I’m on my own. Probably just going to reheat leftovers and watch tv.” The campus was only twenty minutes away from your parents’ house, and ten away from his, so you both lived at home.

“You finished all the chem homework?” he asks, a teasing grin on his face. You’re both in the same Introduction to Chemistry class, with Ms. Dottie Jones. She was a stickler and gave out a packet of homework almost every day. It was everyone’s least favorite class. 

You groan. Somehow you had forgotten, and it was due tomorrow. Looked like you had plans after all for the evening. “Fuck,” is all you say, Nicky laughing. 

“I haven’t started it either. Want to come over and do it? I’m sure you could stay for dinner. My mom’s cooking and she can help with the homework.”

You smile, gracious for the offer. You had been over to his house a few times, but you hadn’t met his mom yet. You could use the company, and the help for sure. Chemistry was your worst subject, but Nicky was pretty good at it. Apparently his mom, Agatha Harkness, had a background in it, so she was always helping Nicky. 

“That would be lovely, thank you. Do you want to go straight there after we get off?” You quickly check your watch. There’s still 45 minutes left in your shift. 

“Yeah, that works. Let me text my mom and tell her that you’re coming over.”

“Will she mind?” The last thing you wanted to do was intrude. Nicky and his mom were incredibly close, as it was just the two of them, and according to Nicky, Agatha treasured the time she got to spend with him around her busy schedule. You hadn’t heard much about Nicky’s father and Agatha’s ex-husband, only that they had gotten divorced when Nicky was fourteen and was out of the picture. 

“Not at all. She’s been dying to meet you.” He pulls his phone out of his pocket, checking around to make sure no customers or your manager are nearby, and quickly types out a quick message. You make a mental note to text your parents when you finished your shift to let them know you were getting dinner with friends. They wouldn’t mind, plus you were sure you’d still be home before them. 

“Thank you,” you say again, and get back to organizing the books. 

***

You pull into the driveway, following Nicky’s car. Their house never fails to take your breath away. It’s a beautiful two story Victorian style house, with a steep roof, wrap-around porch, and large windows with paned glass. It’s almost Halloween, and clearly Nicky and his mom go all out. Inflatable ghosts, fake gravestones, pumpkins, and other decorations fill their giant yard and you can’t help but smile. Halloween is one of your favorite holidays, and this year Nicky’s mom was hosting a party for the neighborhood and you had been invited. Nicky leads you to the front door, unlocks it, and motions for you to go in first. The smell of pumpkin and cinnamon hits your nose and you inhale slowly. You can hear noises coming from the kitchen and you trail behind your friend as he leads you to the source. 

In the kitchen, a woman is facing away from you, stirring something in a large pot on the stove. Her long, curly black hair tumbles down to her lower back and she is wearing a flannel with navy pants. On the island, you can see some candles flickering. So that’s where the smell was coming from. 

“Mom, this is–” Nicky starts, but his mom whips around and exclaims, announcing your name before he even gets a chance. 

Holy shit, is your first thought. Nicky’s mom is hot. Her long hair frames her pale face and her bright blue eyes trace you up and down. The top two buttons of her flannel are undone, so you can see her collarbones and a peek of the smooth skin of her chest.

“Oh, hi,” you stammer. “So nice to finally meet you.”

A wide smile overtakes her face and she sticks out a hand. It takes you a beat, but then you remember what you’re supposed to do. You take her hand and shake it, trying to ignore how soft her palm is. 

“Nicky’s told me so much about you,” she gushes. “He clearly forgot to mention what a sight for sore eyes you are.” She playfully winks and you figure all the blood in your body has to have rushed to your cheeks, based on how hot they feel. 

“Mom,” Nicky whines, shooting you an apologetic look. You let out an awkward chuckle, eyes darting back and forth between mom and son. 

His mom waves a hand at him. “Yeah, yeah. Well, I’m Agatha. Nicky said you guys are going to work on some homework. Don’t hesitate to ask if you need help, and I’ll give you guys a shout when dinner is ready! Hope you like lamb stew.” Right on cue, your stomach rumbles and Agatha shoots you a smile. “Nicky, why don’t you get your friend a snack while I’m cooking?”

Nicky nods and rummages through the pantry. He grabs a box of cookies and you guys walk up to his room. You sit down at his desk and he flops onto his bed.

“Your mom is nice,” you say casually, trying not to give away how flustered you are because of her. 

“She’s pretty cool. Alright, let’s get started. Last time I checked, the packet was eight pages and at least half are balancing equations.” 

Ugh. That thought is enough to turn your attention from Agatha to the reality of the situation. You have a lot of homework to get done. 

You have just gotten to the third page when Agatha pokes her head in. “How’s homework going?” she asks, and you and Nicky simultaneously groan. She walks over to you, stealing your paper and gently perching on the desk, which you’re sitting at. You struggle to remember how to breathe when her thigh brushes against your knee. “This one is wrong,” she says, pointing at number 13. “You have an extra oxygen on the left side.” 

Nicky drops his head into the bed with a muffled swear. Agatha meets your eyes and smiles softly. Fuck, her mouth is pretty. 

“Why don’t you take a break? Come downstairs and eat dinner and then we’ll work through this together,” she offers. She holds your homework back out to you and you take it, wondering if she slid her fingers across yours on purpose. 

At the table, Agatha sits across from you and Nicky is to your right. She asks you all about college, your major, and what you want to do after. 

“Have you guys decided what you’re wearing to the party next week?,” she then asks.

“I’m going to be a witch,” you answer, and you swear her eyes light up. “I ordered my costume last week so it should be here soon. Nicky still hasn’t figured out what he’s going as yet.” 

Nicky scoffs in protest. “Hey! I’m narrowing it down between a pirate or a superhero. Also, mom loves witches so watch out.” 

“Halloween is next week, dude, you better figure it out soon,” you tease and Agatha laughs. 

“You tell him,” she says and the two of you share a grin. 

“Whatever. I’m going to the bathroom,” Nicky says, standing up and pushing in his chair. 

There is a moment of silence as you and Agatha eat some stew. Then she says, “So, y/n, do you have a boyfriend?”

You almost drop your spoon back in the bowl. Is she–no. She is probably trying to get a feel of yours and Nicky’s relationship. “Um, no. I’m actually gay,” you say, finding the stew suddenly incredibly interesting. After Agatha is silent for a few seconds, you look up at her to find a smirk stretched across her face, eyes looking darker than they were.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

Her voice is low and you swallow hard, begging the fire in your stomach to die down. This is Nicky’s mom. Nicky’s incredibly attractive mom whose hands, at the moment, you desperately wanted to feel tracing your body. Sliding over your lips, maybe even around your throat. Fuck. 

“No,” you say, barely above a whisper. “There’s really no girls in school that I’m interested in.” 

Agatha opens her mouth, ready to say something, and you preemptively lean closer, but at that moment, Nicky walks back in and sits down next to you, completely oblivious to your flushed face and his mom’s look of…disappointment? 

No. You are clearly just reading into things. Nicky’s mom, who is much older than you are, does not want you. 

She’s just being nice, and you are being insane. 

You really need to get your mommy issues under control. 

Agatha clears her throat. “So, how’s working at the bookstore going?” 

“It’s pretty good. Nicky definitely makes the shifts go by faster,” you say, turning to look at him appreciatively. “Except for tomorrow, because someone has to do a group project for their sociology class and can’t work.” The glare you gave Nicky is playful and he snickers. 

“So sorry. I’d honestly rather be at work. My group sucks. I honestly wonder how one of the people made it into college,” he says. You agree. You’ve done a fair share of group projects already for some of your classes, and it is often a struggle. 

You look back at Agatha, but she doesn’t say anything. The rest of dinner passes quickly, and soon it’s time to get back to homework. 

You and Nicky decide to move downstairs so Agatha can help. She’s talking quickly, gesturing down at your paper, but you’re too busy staring at her lips to actually understand what she’s saying. Which is totally fine, until she asks you a question. 

“Sorry?” is all you can say, internally cursing for looking like an idiot. She doesn’t look disappointed. Instead, it almost looks like she knows why you’re so distracted. She repeats it slowly, something about if there’s six oxygens on the left side, how many carbon dioxides do we need on the right side. “Three?” you say, sort of guessing. 

“Good girl,” she says approvingly, in that raspy voice of hers, and you honest-to-god clench around nothing. You can literally feel yourself getting wetter by the second. And then she moves onto the next question like she didn’t just say that. 

It’s almost ten thirty at night by the time you finish your homework and you stand up with a yawn. 

“Do you want to stay the night?” Agatha asks. “You can stay in the guest room, I’m sure I can find some clothes for you to wear.” 

“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude,” you say, and she immediately shakes her head. 

“You won’t be at all. Come on,” she insists, and you glance at Nicky before she pulls you after her up the stairs. She leads you into her bedroom and lets go of you to walk into her closet and you take the opportunity to look around her room. 

Her bed is neatly made, with a cream duvet and a dark, wooden headboard. Her nightstand is the same colored wood and there’s a framed picture of her and Nicky from probably ten years ago. A fireplace is tucked into the corner and dark purple curtains cover the windows. 

“Here you go. These should fit. There should be extra toothbrushes and toothpaste in the guest bathroom. If you need anything else, just let me know,” Agatha says, handing you a pile of clothes. “Have a good night, sweetheart.”

You’re too flustered to say anything back so you give her a smile and make your way to the guest room. It’s right by Nicky’s room, so you stop in to say good night and then you text your parents that you’re spending the night at a friend’s house. 

The pajamas Agatha gave you – if you can even call them that – slide right onto your body. It’s a silky purple nightie with a black robe and it hugs your curves in all the right places. You look hot and for a second, you think about going to see Agatha again. Just to thank her, you tell yourself unconvincingly. 

But you make yourself brush your teeth and get into bed, feeling the wetness still between your thighs. 

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

@jamiesfootball said to share my feelings and now that I have sufficiently reverse Alex Mack-ed myself from a puddle of goo back into a person, I do not have to be told twice.

First, I can't believe this was a real episode. All the Jamie angst and whump is off the charts. If only they also didn't try and play parts for a joke but that's a whole other lengthy post.

Phil Dunster is a national (global?) treasure. He is so fucking good in this episode.

Dottie - wtf? Truly in an instruction manual for why Ted's nuts.

I think a lot about Roy telling Jamie in season 2 that Ted made him average by telling him to pass. And then he's made Premier League Player for the month and had all these assists for passing. I know Roy has coached him A LOT between those two moments, but I guarantee that was part of Jamie doubting his worth when he was passing and only scoring one goal (that was meant to be a pass).

Higgins has little birdies. He's the Varys of AFC Richmond.

I don't love that when Roy goes to Keeley and asks her to talk to Jamie, she waits until like 24 hours later. Roy says Jamie's fucked in the head, and Keeley smiles. It doesn't feel very Keeley-like. I understand the narrative of Keeley talking to him at the hotel, but they could've thrown in a line that she called him and he didn't call her back.

I do love Keeley trying so hard and just fucking it all up more and more with each word.

SOMEONE HUG JAMIE.

I love Roy and Keeley being concerned enough to follow Jamie and having them meet Georgie and Simon (I am so happy Jamie has Georgie and Simon!)

Those kids crack me up every time.

THE POSTERS! And so much detail in Jamie's room.

I love how Jamie is able to describe how he feels in such Jamie ways via he lost his wings and he can't make his soul willie go hard.

THE MATCH and the drama of it all.

Jamie's little kick in the air after Colin scores is everything to me.

Higgins not moving after they score is SO REAL. A few years ago the Patriots were down 28-3 in the Superbowl. At that point, my roommate (who's a Bears fan) went into her room. She tried to come back out when the score was tied, and I made her stay in her room for the rest of the Superbowl (even though she didn't have a TV in there) because I was superstitious. The Patriots ended up winning, so obviously, I was correct to make her stay there.

The suspense of Jamie being injured, making it up the pitch, going down again and then being able to go back in and his goal is a thing of beauty. I saw a post recently about not liking how the fans turn so quickly to cheering for him, and I don't even care that it's cheesy because I just love Jamie so much, and he deserves all the recognition and praise. When the announcer says "What it must mean to his family" he also means us I assume.

Jamie becoming one of eleven made him one in a million. It makes me irrationally proud of a fictional character.

The talk with Ted, I could get over the forgive him for you bit if that was it and they didn't show him in rehab and everything else that happened after. But Ted, you're having this conversation with Jamie, while he's injured, high on adrenaline, pumped with painkillers, playing in one of the most stress-inducing matches of his life, while he's been verbally assaulted and tossed around for 80 minutes and has admitted to being fucked up because he can't find his Dad. His Dad, whom you last saw Jamie get into a physical altercation with (actually, the last TWO TIMES YOU SAW HIS DAD). How about a follow-up conversation, Ted??????????????????

Fuck Jamie's Dad (now that is a whole other post).

Jamie thanking his Dad makes me think of the Beckham documentary where he talks about everyone hating him and he could take it because of how hard his father was on him. I think in a way, the only reason Jamie could take the City crowd being like that is because his own father has said worse to him.

The treatment room celebration is perfection, I only wish it were longer.

The Beard of it all - it explains everything about his relationship with Ted (which also would be another lengthy post).

I've said this before, but I love just the little detail that Ted and Beard were the backup punter and kicker on their college football team aka the only two positions that use their feet.

I'm happy Nate goes back I just wish we saw more of him leaving West Ham (this season should've been 20 episodes I swear).

I would love to see Jamie & Nate's tactical minds together.

Jade's line about never thinking about work outside of work is iconic.

Ted's fight with his Mom is rough, and it does feel a bit rushed to have their fight lead to the revelation about Ted not wanting to be close to his son because he knows he'll leave and then decide the leave.

I would, however, love to have watched a whole episode of Doctor Sharon having a therapy session with Ted and his Mom.

I'm sure there are things I missed, but overall, I do love the Jamie-centricness of the episode; if only there were better follow-ups to it, but alas, that is what fan fiction is for.

Rewatching Mom City and I still have so many feelings.

[izzyspussy]

Rating Ted Lasso Characters Based On If They'd Respect My Pronouns (Correctly)

Roy "We Stayed At GAY Til 3AM And Then We Had Crepes With Some Drag Queens" Kent: 11/10 no fucking shit. He would defend me from misgendering also, even if we weren't friends. He's the very embodiment of that guy who fought the trans guy and then fought the authority figure who scolded him for hitting a girl.

Nate "Genius (Code for Autistic)" Shelley: 11/10 are you kidding. If only quarantine had happened in his universe he'd have pronouns too. Also his girlfriend obviously already does.

Jamie "Prettyboy" Tartt: 11/10 duh. No, he doesn't know off the top of his head what part of speech a pronoun is, but only because nothing in the universe could matter less. And much like Roy, if he saw someone else being contrarian for the purposes of being a prick for absolutely no earthly reason, he would be eager to do something about it.

Keeley "Just The Tip" Jones: 11/10 did you see her. Never have I personally received more solidarity than from (butches and) full tilt Barbie Girl femmes like Keeley. She may be cis and she wears "women's" clothes, but she's still doing drag every day. She gets it.

Colin "Right by This Pink Triangle?" Hughes: 11/10 obviously. He would be so good at not making a big deal out of doing it correctly himself or correcting others, because he knows what it's like to just want to live your authentic life without being a spectacle.

Coach "You Should See Him In Drag" Beard: 11/10 which you should've guessed. Look at him. Look at him with your heart. You know he has pronouns you've never even heard of that he takes out for special occasions.

Ted "We Don't Not Care" Lasso: 11/10 why is this even a question. Practically the entirety of Ted's goals in life are to be respectful and kind and help others do the same. Sometimes that's hard and he fucks it up, but this is easy. C'mon.

Sam "Social Justice Warrior" Obisanya: 11/10 like. Obviously. I have nothing else to say, like. Obviously. Obviously.

Bumber-"Impending Class War"-catch: 11/10. If anything, given the opportunity, he would encourage me to have more pronouns.

Dani "Joy" Rojas: 11/10. These are getting very simple now, and require less and less explanation. He promotes joy. What else do you want.

Rebecca "Ask Your Daughter What It Means" Welton: 11/10. She's a cutthroat and a genuine feminist. She doesn't care if a bunch of freaks are scared of strangers' genitals, and she's certainly not going to let something so petty get in her own way.

Jan "I've Run Out of Fun Epithets For Everyone And He Wouldn't Mind This Unfun One That's Blunt About That Fact" Maas: 11/10 of course. There's no logical, moral, or social reason not to, and there is a wealth of evidence supporting gender affirming behavior.

Isaac McAdoo: 11/10. And he would (unnecessarily) instruct all the other lads to do it too. He might struggle with it at first if we had known each other previous to my transition, but not out of malice or negligence, and once he got on track he'd stay there for life.

Leslie Higgins: 11/10. He's a jazz musician with ten thousand gen Z children. He knows at least as many trans people already as any natural member of the queer community.

The Rest of The Lads: 11/10. We all know this to be true. Next.

Georgie Tartt: 11/10. Have you seen her son. She's prepared for this.

Sharon Fieldstone: 11/10. Have you seen her do her job. She's good at it.

Dottie Lasso: 9/10. Her heart's in the right place and that matters! She is inescapably Midwestern in both the good ways and the bad ways, though.

Jake: 8/10. Have you seen him do his job. He's bad at it.

Rupert Mannion: 6/10. He's a trans inclusive misogynist lmao. He also will treat correct pronoun usage as a privilege if he gets butthurt enough.

James Tartt: 3/10. He'd respect a trans man who performed masculinity to his standards, but he is definitely afraid of girlymen and women who are better than him (most women).

[phryneluvbot]

so, I basically live tweeted my (third) watch of crypt on twitter (it's the same name as in here, if anyone interested), so let me just drop everything I passed by this entire evening:

goofy opening, but where is my dancing silhouette and the 1920's godly music?

detective inspector jack robinson would like to know your location

tip: ALWAYS keep your sight on that woman, ALWAYS

I just love how phryne changed from a golden dress to a red outfit (I love it btw) that quickly, also one of her 8 languages is arabic!? MY GIRL!!

PRISON BREAK OUT FOR AN INNOCENT GIRL WHO WANTS TO SHARE THE TRUTH OF HER VILLAGE?! PHRYNE, YOU ARE AN AMAZING WOMAN

PLEASE GET INSIDE THE TRAIN PHRYNE, PLEASE GET-

oh...

oh...

oh no... she did actually... oh my god no

OMG DOTTIE IS PREGNANT AND VULNERABLE, MUST PROTECT AT ALL COSTS (and hugh too)

(also, the only scene where we saw a part of the wardlow crew - where's mr butler, mac - HER BEST FRIEND, AND JANE, HER DAUGHTER!? COULDN'T WE SEE THEIR REACTIONS!?)

so, he never went after her... makes it even more heartbreaking

he even still saved the photos, his face showing the tears being retracted... I want to hug you so badly jack

"You meant so much more to Phryne"

OK, THAT MAKES IT EVEN MORE PAINFUL, I-

on the floor, crying and sobing

oh, aunt prudence is here (but not phryne's parents, on their daughter's funeral - I might get that most likely they have trauma from Janey and couldn't mark their presence in another funeral for their last daughter, but it would have been nice to be present and meet her boyfriend - aka jack - who is noticeably suffering a lot)

SO, YOU WERE ACTUALLY ALIVE THE LAST 6 WEEKS!? COULD HAVE JUST SENT A LETTER TO SOMEONE, GIRL-

I get it that she didn't knew she was presumed dead, that would have worried everyone she knew and loved, so it was a perfect time to apologize and show the empathic phryne we love

instead it was a "oh" and some awkard smilling

Phryne, I love you, a lot... But you can do better, and especially that you saw the man that loves you the most broken

"I came here for one thing, to farewell you. Farewell" I could hear the pain on his voice, poor Jack...

Well, this scene was iconic

"Jack, are you awake?"

well, he said he wasn't

proceeds to appear on the church moments later

and the man was murdered

and they can't leave england (my condolences)

oh, this is ending badly

"And I am sorry if I am not dead"

phryne, don't say the word "death" to that man again, he thought you died twice in the space of a few months (idk, this movie doesn't even say how after it is from the show). I understand that you might be hurt that he never came after you, I really do, but please, the poor man is still processing that he almost lost you.

also, both (still) don't know what personal space means

(kinky)

oh, so that thing is cursed and... oh, this movie is like if indiana jones was an australian detective, good to know

from the creators of "singing in the rain", we present you "almost kissing in the rain"

oh, you're going to break in his house, so you while use your old stealth black outfit like in melbourne, righ-

why. did you. chose to use. a jumper. with. your. initials. (I still love it, and the entire ouftit, I'd like one of those too please designers)

ooooh, he brought her a gift (and tuxedo jack, meow)

please, both of, learn what personal space is

oooh, they're dancing again... cute

arguing

more arguing

Palestinian man finds out that the people of the country that occupied his country are all douchebags

HE DIED, HE GOT SHOT AT THE HEART, WHY!?

Sharim, I am so sorry...

oh, those guys again... great

well, now they're going to Palestine and find the crypt of tears (OMG IT'S THE NAME OF THE MOVIE)

"I just hope she doesn't fly like she drives"

"I HEARD THAT!"

they are so married

oh, it's a mercenary... well, we're getting of quickly then

bombastic side eye

woman, why are you so hot?

Jack, she just wanted to take the gun, don't worry...

and now they have no guidance, great-

Phryne, we both know how it ends

steps on quicksand

"JaCK, I NEED YOUR HELP!"

Jack continues to not give a fuck after their arguing

"IT'S QUICKSAND"

Jack proceeds to run into her

"I'm not losing you like this, not after all the stupid ways I've nearly lost you."

"WHAT STUPID WAYS?"

Phryne, we both know which stupid ways

not saying a thing, just admiring

ok, they found one of the points of the map, they just need to connect all and boom: entrance found

damn, nice crypt

lesson of the day: don't ever trust "british" man

and it wasn't an accident, YOU MURDERED A VILLAGE AND DOOMED THAT GIRL'S LIFE, THAT IS NOT CALLED AN ACCIDENT

and of course the butler was part of this, and jonathon's father!? Ok...

he thinks he's cursed, blames everything on himself, and wants to die there so he can be free and find forgiveness from the people of the village... I hope you have found forgiveness jonathon, and that your father is going to suffer forever

goodbye sharim, we're all hoping you can motivate many other young girls and women with your spirit

Yeah, trying to shoot a giant spider is a very Phryne thing

Yay, Jack "killed it"

"It's my only fear, Jack. Apart from spending a long flight with Aunt Prudence"

omg, it's going to happen...

"You're afraid if you fall in love with me, I'll turn you into a policeman's wife and... try to stop you from saving the world." Jack, you are so wrong (except on the marriage part, she would only accept one in her own terms)

"And I don't need to marry. I just need your heart, as god knows you've already got mine"

"Jack, I've already gave you my heart a long time ago."

OMG, IT'S ACTUALLY GOING TO HAPPEN

"For a detective you don't notice much"

IT HAPPENED, IT HAPPENED, IT ACTUALLY-

dies in excessive fangirling

THEY FUCKED, THEY FUCKED, THEY ACTUALLY FUCKED!! THE PHRACK SEX IS REAL!!

and it ends with a teaser for a sequel... that atp I think we won't get (hope I am wrong)

well, that was fun, now it's the spin off left (that got cancelled after season 2 of finished-)

[wutbju]

What was the campus like in 1982 at Christmas?

How do you know that it's nearing the end of December at Bob Jones University? Well,music floats over the campus after chapel; dorm windows and doors display varying degrees of artistic ability, decorated trees stand in public places. Students settle into the traditions that signal it is indeed Christmas again. Laughter is a pitch higher, voices more excited. The annual carol sing on the Dining Common plaza features "the World's Largest Christmas Carol Choir" [for obvious reasons, the caroling is limited to one spot on campus-no knocking on doors, no walks from house to house). Every organization (and some disorganized groups) plans a party. Do you remember your college Christmases?

A campus tradition you remember [although it's out of date now) is the vacation "explosion." With the chapel "Amen'" on the day vacation began, the auditorium doors burst open. Almost simultaneously came the sound of motors starting (sometimes tires squealing, too, I'm afraid). By noon-some ten or fifteen minutes later-the campus was dead quiet. Christmas had begun! Now. of course, vacation begins early in the morning, and although there is still a mass exodus. it's a calmer thing and is spread across the campus-not exploding from one building. The campus is quiet at Cnristmas, but nice. And you may not be aware of some of the traditions that make the vacation memorable here.

The Dining Common figures in certain of the traditions. There is always oyster stew and tomato soup for dinner Christmas eve, and the candlelight Christmas banquet the next day is bountiful. (It is served on the "good" blue plates; that in itself makes the occasion festive.)

Bob and Dottie Harris are responsible for one campus tradition. For more than twenty years, they have held a pre-Christmas party for students. Guests are primarily foreign students and missionary children -- those dormitory students who can't get home for the vacation. They also invite town students they know who are unable to be with their families out of state. (Wives, husbands, and children of town students are invited, too.)