#Marty O'Hara

[fairlyang]

Summer Lovin’: Hopelessly Devoted🕷️

in which miguel exposes his true self and then begs for forgiveness

w/c: 9.2K

pairing: greaser!miguel x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. slow burn, following most of the movie, he acts like a piece of shit, somewhat purposely making him jealous, he feels bad, actually changes for you, short date night, he fingers you in the car, bj outside your house

notes: oml writing this one was everything- I loved the ups and downs, and HAD to differentiate between the way danny acted and made miguel actually feel bad 💅🏼 part 3 soon🫶🏼

part one — part three

After talking to Patty a little bit you realized she was just a very extroverted girl that was really in touch with clubs and anything social on campus.

She had somehow convinced you to try out for the cheerleading team. You were on the team your junior and senior year of high school so you figured why not.

You tried out that same day and ended up making the team, you got your uniform which consisted of a long red skirt and for the fall season, a white sweatshirt that had a capital R for Rydell with a megaphone behind it.

Super cute.

Soon came the first game of the season and you were wearing your uniform as you walked out with the rest of the team along with the marching band. You did a few cartwheels as you waved your red and white pom poms around.

Then doing the routine you'd be practicing the past week with the chant you had to do. Again more cartwheels while the girl next to you attempted to do them and only failed.

You bit your lip to not laugh and just then the football team came out with the coach right up front with the captain. The crowd cheers loud as they run out yelling and making faces.

The principal then starts speaking into a microphone and everyone sits down. You sat down on the bench next to the football team, with your team as the principal hyped up the coach.

Everyone cheers for him and he immediately starts hyping up the crowd. He started speaking right behind where you sat so you had to turn your body to be able to watch.

He starts talking about the team making you smile at Patty who was smiling next to you when you notice the captain staring at you. You smile at him as he mouthes, "hi."

You mouthed a hi right back and he gave you a goofy smile before mouthing, "how are you?"

"Fine." You mouthed and looked down at your white tennis shoes with a little smile while he stared at you then back up at his coach.

Suddenly everyone was cheering and his speech was done. The crowd jumped up and surrounded the players, dancing around and yelling.

You stood up and cheered along with some of the girls barely noticing that the captain was behind you. He gave you a little wave which you returned with your pom poms in hand before people dragged him away because the game was about to start.

Suddenly a random girl pulls the back of your skirt up which you quickly pulled down embarrassed, looking at the girl then her boyfriend who pretended he didn't see, blew you a kiss before Frenchy came up and waved him off.

She complimented your performance and Sandy gave you a big hug, fixing the ribbon in your ponytail. You smiled and the other three girls came up behind you.

"Hi Y/N." You hear Rizzo's voice behind you and you turn around and greet them with a smile.

"Hi girls!" You say and Rizzo suddenly grabs your arm leading you off somewhere.

"We got a surprise for you." She says and they all follow suit.

Jan links her arm with yours as she giggles and Frenchy fixes strands of your hair off your face. You looked at them confused but followed them nonetheless.

The girls all stand by you as you walk between them all, not knowing what they had planned. But you walked along some parked cars until you finally stop with Rizzo and Marty in front of you. Frenchy fixed more of your hair while Jan held your hand, and you could vaguely hear Rizzo talking to someone.

"Hey O'Hara!"

"I got a surprise for you."

"Oh yeah?"

Then Jan pushes you forward as Rizzo laughs out a 'yeah.' You're then faced with-

Miguel?!

"Y/n!"

"Miguel?!?"

"What- what are you doing here? I thought you were gonna go back home?" He says, the smile on his face never fading as well as the way his eyes sparkled like how they did when you hung out together.

"We had a change of plans!" You say and you couldn't help the grin appearing on your face.

"I can't-" suddenly he stops himself as his boys move closer to him, he turned to Kenickie then to Sonny and Doodie, his smile dropped as he looked back at you and he cleared his throat.

"Oh that's cool baby. You know how it is, rockin' and rollin' and whatnot." He says using a tone you hadn't heard from him.

Almost like a whole different person.

He wasn't even looking at you anymore.

"Miguel?" You say and furrow your eyebrows, what the hell was going on?

"Yeah that's my name, don't wear it out." He responds and lets out cocky laugh.

"What is the matter with you?" You ask and scoff, not believing what you're seeing.

"What's the matter with me baby? What's the matter with you?" He says and your eyes nearly fell out.

You scoff and shake your head, "what happened to the Miguel O'Hara I met at the beach?"

"I do not know. I mean maybe I got a lookalike or something." He says and laughs, turning to look at his boys as they laugh along with him.

"Why don't you check the yellow pages or something, I don't know." He laughs as his friends snicker behind him, he couldn't even look at you in the eye.

"You are the fakest guy I've ever came across and I wish I'd never laid eyes on you." You snap and throw your pom poms into his chest, and run off as the guys let out "oooohhs" as you left.

Frenchy and Sandy quickly followed after you as you ran to go to the field, tears filling your eyes.

Back at the chaos Rizzo was giving Miguel a smirk with crazy eyes when his face turned guilty while his friends were cracking up jokes about you right behind him.

The girls then walked away when Kenickie joked, "so she laid her eyes on you huh O'Hara?"

"But that wasn't the only thing she laid on him." Sonny jokes making the other two burst out laughing as Miguel walked away.

"Hey Miguel!" Kenickie called out but he kept walking.

"Come on Miguel!" Danny called out and Miguel stopped then turned back to them.

Back to you, you were covering your face in your sleeves, wiping your fallen tears as you looked away from Frenchy and Sandy. You clear your throat and sniffle, "He was so nice to me this summer..." you say and both girls come to each of your side.

"Listen Y/n, men are rats and not worth it." Frenchy says and wraps an arm around your shoulder.

"No they're worse!" Sandy chimes in letting out a laugh.

"They're like fleas on dead rats!" Frenchy jokes making all three of you laugh.

Frenchy then holds up a handkerchief and wipes your tears off your cheeks. "Y'know what you need?"

"A night out with the girls! We're having a sleepover at my house tonight. Wanna come?" She says and you nod.

She grins and hugs you to which Sandy hugs you both from behind. "It'll be great I promise!" She exclaims making you smile a little.

You ended up going to Frenchy's house along with all the other girls, she let you borrow a cute nightgown while you let her French braid your hair.

She claimed she wanted to practice all kinds of things hair related because she was going to be a beautician. So you gave her the benefit of the doubt and let her.

Jan was doing Sandy's nails and the other two girls were flipping through pages of a magazine.

Rizzo then took out a bottle of wine and Jan immediately took it out of her hands, taking a long sip of it before passing it on to Marty who took a much smaller sip.

She then passed Frenchy the bottle who declined because her hands were occupied. She then passed it on to you, you grabbed it not wanting to look like a wuss and hesitantly took a sip.

At least you'd already had some before in the past so you didn't gag or flinch at the taste and you passed it back to Marty.

She then gives it back to Rizzo while she stood up and put on an expensive looking robe and showed it off to everyone. "Where'd you get that??" Rizzo asked with wide eyes.

"This guy I'm talking to from France." She says and twirls in it.

You chuckle and Frenchy whispers in your ear, "some guy huh?"

You only laugh as Marty then takes out a photo album of this mystery man and shows it off to Rizzo, Jan, and Sandy. "What is he an actor?"

"A marine!!" She exclaims and the trio yell while Sandy just covers her eyes giving you wide eyes.

Suddenly you hear loud voices and an even louder car engine revving outside the house. Outside were 5/6 of the T-Birds, Danny wanting to stay home while the rest wanted to visit the girls.

"Would you shut up you vultures!" Kenickie grumbles at the trio who were singing god awfully behind him.

"Y'know what I think I change my mind, let's get outta here." Miguel mumbled, looking straight forward.

"What do you mean?" Sonny asked and Miguel sighed.

"What do you mean 'what do you mean'?" Miguel says as if it's so obvious why he doesn't wanna be there.

They only think you were just some fling and that he tossed you away like he's done with all the other girls in the past. But you were different. Much different.

More different than he anticipated.

And he didn't want to admit it to himself. Let alone his friends.

He'd never hear the end of it. But maybe this time could be a different outcome than usual.

Maybe this time he'll give himself a shot at love and not just a hookup. After all you were special and made him feel something.

Something he hasn't felt before.

But that thought alone terrified him.

Back in Frenchy's room Jan and Marty were giggling as Frenchy peeped out her window and gasps, "they can't come in here my folks will flip!"

"Hey Putzie why don't you call her for Mig?" Sonny jokes, looking up at the window.

Putzie then started standing up from the backseat and chanted, "Oh Y/n, wherefor art thou Y/n!!"

Doodie then scoffs and Kenickie pulls him back down harshly, "shut up!"

"Sit down!"

"Let's go!" Miguel hisses, sinking into the passenger seat.

Rizzo then decided to climb out the window and everyone watched as she climbed down and landed on the grass gracefully as if she's down it hundreds of times.

All the guys except Miguel got out of the car and Kenickie fixed his hair as Rizzo made her way towards them. "What's up Kenickie?"

"One guess." He says and looks her up and down.

"You got a lot to offer a girl..." she says and bats her eyelashes at him.

"Yeah, you know it." He responds and finally looks into her eyes.

"What ya sayin' 'Hara?" She says and looks at Miguel sitting in the passenger seat.

"Ya looking good Rizz..." Miguel says looking up at her, very uninterested in her advances.

"Eat your heart out." She chuckles, grinning then looking away from him, confident he'll take her bait.

"Well sloppy seconds aren't my style." He retorts but as soon as he saw her wide eyes and angry expression he regretted it.

He sighed and hopped off the car before walking away. "Where ya going?" She calls out and he turns to everyone.

"Anywhere that's better than to hang around you dorks." He says and walks off as the trio behind him call out to him but it was to no use.

"Well uh, your chariot my lady." Kenickie says and motions to the passenger seat.

She grins and walks on over to the other side getting in. The other three hop on the back and Kenickie reverses and purposely drives forward then suddenly stops, making the three guys in the back slip into the seats and jump. "Hey!"

"So what do you guys think this is? A gangbang?" Rizzo retorts turning to look at them.

"You wish!" Sonny quickly says having the other two snicker.

"Get out!" Kenickie yells and Sonny gives him kissy faces.

"Now! I said move it!" He yells making the guys groan as they hopped out of his car.

As soon as they were off, Kenickie drove off without a second thought which only made Sonny yell out, "ya know when a guy picks a chick over his friends something's gotta be wrong!!!"

Back in Frenchy's room you watched as Marty began writing different notes to each of her own pals which only gave you an idea. "Hey can I have some of that?" You ask and her eyes lit up.

"Sure!!" She says grabbing some tissue paper and a pen then handing it to you.

"Wait!" She says then sprays her perfume on it, "for good measure."

You then chuckle and nod. You made your way out of Frenchy's room and went out to her backyard as you looked up into the night sky, stars glistening.

You hold the tissue paper in your hands and sit on the stairs of the porch, your thoughts of what happened earlier coming to mind. You couldn't believe the way Miguel acted, acted like those three weeks meant nothing to him.

But even worse all the times you spent together. All the silly little things you did, every conversation you had. All those words he said.

The kisses. The caresses.

It made you realize your heart probably wasn't the first to be broken by him nor the first to cry over him. And how hard it must've been for previous girls to get over him.

God it was going to be so hard.

The past weeks not knowing if you'd see him again were killing you. You wanted to go find him, go out with him. What a fool you were for thinking he actually liked the romantic side of your time together.

All he ever thought of you was just another hole to use, another girl to add to his list.

And what a shame it was because you ended up getting feelings for him. Your head is telling you to just move on and forget him but your heart aches for him and is telling you to not let go and just wait for him.

Wait for him to change.

You felt embarrassed that you opened yourself up at all, maybe you shouldn't have done it either way, romantically or intimately.

All boys do is bring heartache and annoyance. Just waste your time for their own benefit.

But your heart was having a mind of its own right now and you were conflicted on what to listen to.

And maybe being hopelessly devoted to a guy like him would only bring self torture and really fuck a girl up, mentally and emotionally....

Three weeks had passed and you ultimately decided to listen to your head.

But the heart wants what it wants.

So you decided to go out with Tom, the captain of the football team. Not only to get over Miguel but also because you thought he was cute, normal, and honestly really sweet.

That's all you needed.

You didn't need or want complicated shit in your life. Let alone your love life at that.

"Ay Miguel what's up? Are you still thinking about that chick?" Kenickie asked to which Miguel scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"What are you nuts?" Miguel asked and shook his head.

"Well I don't know..." Kenickie trails on, not exactly judgmentally but Miguel didn't want to reveal his feelings.

"I don't think so much." He said making Kenickie chuckle.

"That's cool, that's cool." He responds and shrugs, having a slight feeling he isn't telling the truth but walks in with Miguel trailing behind him.

Suddenly you see Miguel walk in to the Frosty Palace as you were on a date with Tom.

You looked away as he turned his head to look at you, almost breaking his neck from how far stretched it was to look at you with dingle berry of all people. You then looked back at him and he was already staring at you making you turn your head back to Tom.

He felt instant annoyance and jealousy, but his face remained looking somewhat unbothered. He sat down at the booth with the three other guys as Kenickie sat in front of him and Danny pulled up a chair to sit on the edge of the table.

The trio went on to talk about god knows what while Miguel was trying to subtly look behind him but it obviously wasn't working, you could see him clear as day looking at you.

Well he's got no right to be jealous with he way he treated you.

Acts like an asshole to you and still has the nerve to be jealous? Is he joking?

You grabbed a spoonful of the sundae you were sharing and give Tom a small smile before letting the strawberry ice cream fill your mouth.

You then turned your head to look at Miguel again and just at that second he caught your eye. He turns his head back to the guys and you look back at Tom again.

Just then Rizzo comes out of the bathroom which happened to be in front of the table you were at. And being the instigator she is, she went straight to Miguel's table. "Someone snaking ya Miguel?" She teases and motions to you and Tom behind her.

"Oh fuck off Rizz." He scoffs and rolls his eyes.

She walks past their table but not before ruffling Kenickie's hair and then walks away.

Miguel shrugs then sighs, "I don't know about these chicks..."

"They're only good for one thing." Kenickie says with a smirk making Danny laugh.

"What do you do with 'em the other 23 hours and 45 minutes a day." Doodie jokes then snickers making Sonny, Danny, and Kenickie laugh and hum in agreement.

"Is that all it takes? Fifteen minutes?" Putzie asks cluelessly making the whole group groan.

You wanted to make Miguel come crawling back, then maybe toy with him to see if he'll apologize and get his shit together, or act this way forever.

Suddenly an idea pops into your head.

"Want some new music?" You ask Tom and he puts his spoon in the shared bowl before reaching inside his shirt pocket.

"I need some money." You say and stand up in front of him.

"Oh yeah." He mumbles and scrambled through his pants pocket to find a quarter.

You chuckle as he finally finds one and places it softly on your hand to which you give him a warm smile before walking down the steps. You then had two seconds to mentally prepare yourself to walk past Miguel's table.

So you held your head up high and walked past not stopping even though Kenickie's legs were spread out and on top of the chair behind Danny. Kenickie laughed and moved them down as one of the guys gives you a cat call but you walked back and to the jukebox, which happened to be behind their booth.

You looked down at the song selection, not really wanting to change it from "La bamba" by Ritchie Valens but you wanted to test Miguel.

Sure enough within a singular second the man stood up, "I'll be right back." He mumbles and walks out of his seat, walking behind him to take the long way to you.

He walked past the back of their booth before getting stopped by Patty who excitedly stood up and called him. "Hi Miguel!" She chirps and wraps her arms around him, twirling him in a circle.

"I can't talk to you right now." He mumbles and reaches for her arms.

"What are you doing later?" She asks, completely ignoring him which only made him grow annoyed.

"I can't talk alright?" He snaps and takes her hands off him before turning his back to her and walks toward you.

"Call me!" Her last attempt at his attention was no use since his eyes were already focused on you.

You pretend you didn't hear or watch out of your peripheral and continue looking through the song selection as Miguel leaned against the bar that was behind you.

He sat down for four seconds before getting up and walking up, standing next to you, "hey Y/n."

"Oh hi." You said and only turned your head to look at his jacket then look back at the jukebox.

"How are you?" He asks and you quickly respond, "Fine thanks."

"That's good." He mumbles.

"Y'know Y/n I've been wanting to talk to you for a long time now.." he starts and you bite your tongue on saying anything snarky.

"What about?" You ask and put your quarter into the machine.

"Well- about that night at the game, the way I acted that was terrible. I mean it really was, it wasn't me you gotta know that. Well it was me of course but it wasn't me. Well y'know Y/n I've got this image right-" he rambled on but right at that last sentence you knew what you had to say.

"Well that's why I'm so glad that Tom is so simple!" You say and look over at Tom who was already looking at you two and give him a wave to which he awkwardly returns then looks away.

"Simple is right, too bad his brains are in his biceps." Miguel jokes making you turn your head to look at him.

"Jealous are you?" You ask and he scoffs.

"Me? Jealous? Of dingle berry? C'mon doll don't make me laugh." He says and lets out a fake laugh.

"And what have you ever done?" You ask and he gasps.

"Oh cmon I can run circles around that man, beat him in any sport you name it!" He retorts making you shrug.

"I'll believe that when I see it." You say and walk away back to Tom.

He took your words as a challenge and he couldn't help but want to impress you.

And also couldn't stand seeing you with dingle berry anymore. So he was going to do anything in his power to change that. And hopefully get your forgiveness along the way.

So he started off with basketball.

Not the best start.

He didn't know how to dribble, tried to attack his opponents and teammates, he couldn't get the ball back after someone snatched it, and to end it off once he did try to get the ball from someone he just punched them in the stomach.

Up next was wrestling and it could've been worse. He was pretty tall and a bit muscular but not too muscular (yet) but the man that coach wanted him to practice with was somehow taller than him but also way broader and stronger.

Not an equal fight but coach claimed he needed to practice with all kinds of opponents.

He was pinned within seconds.

Then it was his turn to take this mountain down which he completely and utter failed, getting pinned once again but this man being on his lap with a wide grin when Miguel gave up. So he put his fists into a ball and hit his chest hard to which the big guy just flipped over making Miguel run away.

Thirdly was baseball and Miguel was not strong enough for the spit talk the guys behind him were doing while he was batting.

And the one ball he actually did get to hit was a foul.

So he punched the catcher in the face and walked off.

Lastly was his last choice. Track.

How hard could running be?

He was jogging around the track, on his second lap when he saw you up by the stands with dingle berry, fixing his hair.

He looked over at you while he was running to which you noticed it was him of all people on the track. You watched him as he ran past you now going towards the hurdles.

He jumped over the first flawlessly, same with the second, he turned to you while he did the third but still made it, for the fourth he was looking at you again but didn't make it and fell down.

You gasped and immediately ran off the stands and towards him as he stood up. "Miguel are you okay?" You ask and run to his side.

He stays silent and walks forward, looking out to the track as he caught his breath. "Come on talk to me." You say and were met with silence.

You sigh and stop, putting on your quick thinking before saying, "it's the least you could do after the way you treated me."

"The way I treated you- Y/n i told you I was sorry! And I meant it-" he says, stopping to point a finger at you.

"You shouldn't have cared about what your feelings did to your image." You say softly and bring his hand down, holding it before he sighed.

"I know I shouldn't have. I'm really sorry for treating you like crap. You didn't deserve that and I promise I'll make it up to you." He says and you nod, seeing in his eyes he wasn't lying.

"Well now that I got you to talk..." you trail on and look him up and down.

"Are you sure you're okay?" You asked making him chuckle and give you a warm smile, he's back.

"Yes I'm fine." He says and chuckles, looking behind you before looking back at you.

"Still going out with Mr. Simple?" He teases and you shrug.

"Well...." You trail on making him grin.

"Well? Is he taking you to the dance?" He asks and you could feel a warm and familiar feeling appear in your stomach.

"That depends..." you say and look off to the field.

"On what?" He asks, trying to hard so hide the smile on his face but it was damn near impossible.

"On you..." you say, now looking back at him with a wide grin making one appear on his as well.

He couldn't help it.

"On me?" He asks letting out chuckle and you nod.

"Yeah." You respond and smile.

"Well then he can beat it for good." He says waving awkwardly at Tom before grabbing your hand and running off.

That same night Miguel had picked you up to go on a little date as he called it.

He had parked in front of the Frosty Palace and got out of his car as he held his hand out for you to get out through the same door. You took it and got out but Miguel took a look inside to see a few of your friends dancing together and looked back at you, "let's go someplace else no?"

"Why?" You ask and furrow your eyebrow as he pulls on your hand to go back to his car as he responds, "because we can't be alone out here."

You scoff and give him a look, "Miguel."

He sighs and turns back to the door, "okay." He mumbles before quickly going inside and leading you past all the dancing couples and to the table in the back.

Unfortunately for him, Sunny saw him and gave him a look which he didn't see because he didn't even want to look at any of them.

As if they weren't dancing with your new friends too...

"Jesus Miguel you almost broke my arm!"

"Well I didn't want 'em to get this table, it's the best one they got." He says and grabs the menus, opens them up and positions them on the edge of the table as if to hide both of your faces.

"What are you doing?" You ask and laugh as he builds his little fort, somewhat reminding you of the Miguel you spent time with at the beach.

"I just want a little privacy for us alright?" He says giving you a smile before ducking down and reaching over to grab your hands.

"What can I get you kids?" An older waitress asks looking down at you.

"Strawberry milkshake please!" You say and give the waitress a smile.

"Miguel?" She asks turning to look at him as he shrugs.

"I'm not ready hungry. I'll just have a double burger with everything and cherry soda with ice cream." He says look at her before turning to you.

You wanted to laugh but just gave him a smile and turned to the waitress, "that sounds good, I'll have the same actually!"

"The same?" He asks and his eyes widened to which you smiled and nodded.

"You sure can eat a lot can't you?" He jokes and you nod, "sure can." You say with a grin as his hand tightens around yours.

Suddenly the menus covering your faces are pushed back by Kenickie and he burps before giving you both a wide grin, "How ya doing 'Hara. Eh? Nice?"

Miguel takes a deep breath in and sits back into his chair, letting go of your hands while you greet them, "hi Rizzo, hey Kenickie." You say and give them a little wave.

Kenickie gives you a smile before getting up and turning behind him to grab the table and pushes it to connect with yours. He grabs the chair and sits next to Miguel before turning to Rizzo, "you got some quarters, we can share a pie."

Rizzo scoffs and gives him a sarcastic little smile before rolling her eyes, "what a gentleman."

You fight back a laugh and watch the encounter, them going back and forth before Sunny comes up with an ecstatic, "greeting pals and gals!"

You gave him a wave before Doodie, Frenchy, and Marty join, grabbing chairs and sitting down by Rizzo and Kenickie. You looked over at Miguel who was mid groan before he gave you a small smile.

Suddenly the whole group starts talking at the same time. "Wanna chip in for a sundae delight?" Sunny jokes before laughing.

"I don't know where all my money goes!" Marty says and lifts her hands up as she straightens up.

"Well in a couple of months Frenchy will be able to take us all out eh?" Doodie says and rubs Frenchy's shoulders making her shrug, he adds, "a working girl with growing income."

"Oh that's right!" Marty exclaims and turns to her right to look at her.

"They don't pay very much to start off y'know..." she says and lets out a nervous laugh.

"Still more than we make so uh pay up because I don't get my allowance for a week." Doodie says and Sunny takes his hand out at him, who reached into his pants and gives him a few coins.

"You get an allowance?" Kenickie laughs and Doodie nods.

"When I'm a good boy I do." He jokes as Putzie yells at Doodie as he comes up with Jan, Sandy, and Danny.

You look over at Miguel and lean in, moving your hand under the table to hold his, he leans in and intertwines your fingers just as the waitress comes in and sets your tray of food down to which you give her a smile as Miguel hands you your milkshake and burger.

You gladly take them as Rizzo starts complaining about the hickeys on her neck. "A hickey from Kenickie is like a rare souvenir, not everyone can get one." He jokes then takes a bite out of a burger another waitress dropped off for them.

You bite your lip and could just feel the annoyance radiating off Rizzo's body as she wipes off the powder she was applying and scoffs, "you're a pig."

"This technically makes me the opposite of a pig-" he begins then stops once he receives a glare.

"But I love it when you talk dirty." He says and takes another exaggerated bite of his burger while letting out a moan making Rizzo scoff again.

You take a bite out of your burger as the chatter around you continues and you look in front of you to see Miguel is playing around with his ice cream soda. "How's it taste?" You asked and he looks up at you then chuckles.

"Sweet. Reminds me of somethin' else that was sweet." He says and mumbles the last part so only you could hear.

You gasp and kick his feet only making him laugh as your face heated up from embarrassment.

You could say you almost forget about your exhibitions from nearly two months ago but also couldn't deny the fact of how many times they'd keep you up at night with a hand between your legs missing his touch.

You looked away and down at your milkshake before feeling Miguel's foot tap yours and his hand is now on yours. You look up at him and he has a sly smirk on his face making you bite your lip, before he gives you a smile.

You smile back and squeeze his hand before just looking at him. He was so handsome. Slicked back hair and that leather jacket that somehow made him look even hotter.

He was the type of guy your parents would disapprove of right off the bat but your sister would accept as soon as she lays her eyes on him.

"Hey Putzie fifteen minutes." One of the guys says making you look over at them with a raised eyebrow. Putzie and Jan had walked away and Marty was getting up to go as well with Sunny on her tail.

Kenickie then looked at your intertwined hands and looked at Miguel, he only sighed and let go of your hand, not looking at either of you.

"I'm excited for the dance." You said and Frenchy nods.

"It's gonna be great! You're gonna have so much fun." She says excitedly, giving you a wide grin before eating some fries someone from the group ordered and just abandoned.

You take a sip of your milkshake before waving off to Sandy and Danny who were also leaving. "Come on doll let's get outta here." Miguel says and you nod as he leaves a bill on the table before getting up.

"Bye Frenchy!" You say getting up, giving Kenickie a nod to which he returns but not even bothering with Rizzo.

You go down the steps and walk hand in hand with Miguel out of the diner, he's finally at some ease now that all his friends are gone and he can be as affectionate as he wants to be.

He opened the door for you then walked you to the passenger side of his car before opening that door for you as well. You hopped in and he shut the door before he made his way to the drivers side while you buckled your seatbelt.

He hopped in, buckled his seatbelt then reversed back then drove off to the direction of your house that luckily wasn't far.

Which was perfect for the idea he had in mind.

He had missed you too. Your time together also kept him up at night, making him stroke his cock at the thought of being buried between your thighs again.

Or the feeling of your mouth on him.

He sighed as he drove off and put his right hand on your left thigh that was unfortunately concealed by your long skirt. "Move your skirt for me." He mumbles as he turns the radio on.

You turn to look at him, raising an eyebrow before doing it nonetheless. His warm hand is then on your bare thigh as you rode up your skirt almost up to where the seatbelt laid against your stomach. You turn to look at him, who was trying his hardest to fight off a smirk but it laid perfectly on his lips after you squeezed your thighs together.

"Getting your perv on hm?" You teased and he only shrugged as he stopped at a red light.

"Doesn't seem like you mind." He cooed and you turned away right as he turned his head to look at you.

Your cheeks grew warm as he rubbed circles on your thigh causing the butterflies in your stomach to erupt. All those feelings from the summer coming right back tonight and not just the romantic ones.

If anything the horny ones made their way back as well. And fast at that.

You squeezed your thighs together again and ignoring Miguel's chuckle as he separated your legs and let his hand sit on your inner thigh. "Missed you a lot y'know." He murmurs and you hold your breath, looking down as he brings his hand up slowly.

"D-did you now?" You ask and he hums.

"You've got no idea doll." He sighs and finally his fingers were now on your pussy, gently rubbing against your covered slit.

You bit your lip, spreading your legs as far as you could, and watched as he rubbed your slit with two fingers at a painfully slow pace. You tried to buck your hips up but your seatbelt restrained you only making him chuckle and continue his teasing. "Miguel please-" you whimpered and the light turned green. He drove off and hummed, looking straight at the road.

You groan and decide to help him out a bit, bringing a hand down and moving your panties to the side. Right as you moved your hand, his fingers were lathering in your slick making you moan and grind against his fingers. "So fucking wet." He muttered under his breath.

You close your mouth since his car didn't have a top and if there was a red light it wouldn't be the best idea to be moaning out in public like that.

Right on cue as if he knew what you were doing, he slammed two fingers inside. You let out a cry and felt your walls hug his fingers perfectly.

He started moving them slowly, still continuing his teasing antics because he wanted to hear you plead for more. He's missed all the little noises you make for him. So he couldn't just throw away this opportunity.

The light turned red and he turned to look at you before leaning in towards you, lips by your ear but then moving down to leave a light kiss on the side of your neck.

Your eyes fluttered and you tilted your head to the side so he could cover more ground. His fingers were now moving faster, your slick being the only noise in the car besides your heavy breathing.

"Miguel-" you breathe out and try to grind back and forth, again forgetting the seatbelt was restraining you.

"What's up darling?" He whispers and comes up, kissing your cheek gently before looking up at the traffic lights.

Still red.

He moves down to your neck again, this time sucking a hickey on your skin making you moan at the extra stimulation. "M-More please." You whisper and he chuckles.

"What was that? Couldn't quite hear you doll." He murmurs making you whine.

"More- faster please." You whine earning yourself another finger.

He pumped them into you at a fast pace not giving you time to adjust earning himself some pretty moans escaping your lips.

He looks up and finally the light turns green, he pulls away from you, straightening himself up but continuing his pace. You held on to his right arm and trying to bring it as close as possible making him tut. "By the looks of it you've missed me too huh?" He coos and you could only nod.

"Answer me baby." He murmurs and you nod feverishly, turning your head to look at him.

"M-missed you too." You mumbled making him him.

"Mm good. Glad I could have my girl back." He purrs making you whimper at that.

My girl.

His girl.

Just from that alone you could've sworn you could explode.

And swoon.

Maybe being hopelessly devoted to him wouldn't be the end of the world...

"Your girl huh?" You mumbled with the straightest face you could pull but the way your body reacted to that gave you away instantly.

"Who cares about formalities nowadays." He mutters and curls his fingers up before groaning, "Plus I won't stand seeing you with him."

Suddenly as if taking his built up jealousy out, he slams his fingers harder into you, fucking you relentlessly, wanting to prove a point. You moaned out his name and couldn't hide the big smile from your face.

Finally after the hell you were both going through because of his actions, he made improvement. And slowly proving himself.

"S-so we're going steady?" You ask making him chuckle.

He stops at the red light and you recognized the street, only a couple more blocks to go.

He stayed silent for a few seconds, slowly fucking you now, which only made you grow nervous. But you turned to look at him and to your surprise he was already looking at you. "I think I'd really like that." He says making you grin, with him immediately returning it.

He leans in and leaves a few pecks on your lips before pulling away and looking into your eyes. "Now you'll be all mine without a doubt in that pretty little head of yours." He whispers and you nod, the smile never leaving your face.

"Gonna need you to do something for me though...." He adds and you hum as he looks back at the light.

Still red.

He looks back at you and leaves a soft kiss on your cheek, "gonna need you to cum for me before getting to your house."

"Can you do that for me angel?" He mumbles and you whimper as his pace fastens again.

"Y-Yes- yes I can." You breathe out and let out loud cries when he started slamming them into you.

"That's my good girl." He coos making you whimper and clench against him once again.

"Oh fuck- Miguel-!" You moaned and felt your orgasm build up in your lower abdomen.

Didn't take long for Miguel to notice, he remembered how you tightened around his fingers and the way your body would slightly shake beforehand. Probably one of the main things he's missed about you.

How your body reacted to the pleasure he'd give you. How pretty you looked when he'd fuck his fingers into you.

You had the sweetest moans and he couldn't help but just need to make you cum. He knew you were desperate for it. Your pleads to him were obvious enough.

"Does my sweet girl wanna cum?" He coos making you whimper and squirm in the seat.

"Yes please-!" You whine and close your eyes, subconsciously leaning your head to the side.

Suddenly your orgasm came hard and left you a whiny, whimpering mess for him while he slowed down, letting you ride out your high. Your legs were shaking and you kept your eyes shut as Miguel was muttering sweet praises for you.

Your heart was pumping and your breathing was still heavy as you tried your best to calm down. You slowly opened your eyes and Miguel left his fingers inside, no longer moving. That was when you realized you were now parked outside directly in front of your house.

Your cheeks instantly felt warm and you could truly only pray that you weren't heard by your family or any of the nosy neighbors you ended up with.

"Don't worry we just got here baby." He says letting out a laugh before slipping his fingers out of you.

You gasp as you heard the plop sound and he didn't hesitate to bring his fingers up to your mouth. You opened and let him stick them in your mouth as you tasted your juices while he intently watched.

You locked eyes with him making him groan which made you realize he must be so aroused.

And there really was only one way to fix that.

So you grabbed his hand and pulled it back, slipping his fingers out of your mouth before taking off your seatbelt and leaning over to give him a proper kiss.

He kissed back with no hesitation and you fixed your panties and skirt while he slid his tongue into your mouth. He moaned into your mouth when he was able to get a taste of you, so sweet, just like how he remembered.

You moved your hand down and let it rest on his thigh while his tongue explored your mouth. You then moved your hand higher up until it found his bulge.

You let him control the kiss and just focused on palming him through his black pants. His breathing was getting heavier by the second making you smile while you gently palmed his hard on.

You then started to stroke him making him finally moan against your mouth. You pulled away, leaning your forehead against his, while undoing his pants and taking his cock out of his boxers.

It sprung up and you bring your hand up to your mouth, lightly spitting on it before moving your hand back down and grabbing his cock. You started to stroke him, using the spit as lube while Miguel was having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

With your available hand, you bring it up to his face and cup his cheek. He leans into your touch and lets out a sigh. "Feels good baby."

You hum and make him look at you, "missed this cock."

He groans and bucks his hips up making you giggle. "Missed me too huh?" You teased earning yourself another groan.

"You're talking too much." He mumbled making you scoff.

So you did the only logical thing to do after being told that, you moved in your seat and got down before facing Miguel's cock. It was already leaking precum and was twitching at your light touch.

You grabbed it and started to slowly stroke it, admiring every inch of it. It had been so long since you've seen it and it was just as pretty as the last time. So thick and long.

It was going to fit so well inside you but that'd have to wait a bit more.

For now you were content with just giving him oral. You'd miss his praises and the way he was slightly rough when using your mouth.

You kissed his tip softly and then licked off the precum that was falling off the side of his shaft. He took a deep breath and you looked up at him, batting your eyelashes at him which only resulted in him groaning. "So fucking gorgeous darling."

You smiled then opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out before slapping the tip on your tongue. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and you could've sworn you heard a whimper.

"Fuck baby-" he groans making you do it a couple more times.

You finally stopped and lightly licked the tip earning yourself more groans. You sucked on just the tip alone and you tasted more precum after a few seconds.

He kept his breathing as chill as possible, mainly to make it seem like nothing was going on in case someone were to take a peep outside and see him in his car. But also because he didn't want to moan out in public like this.

He sat still and through gritted teeth tried not to breathe heavily. Instead his thighs slightly shook and he was subconsciously bucking his hips up a bit.

His reactions alone had somehow warranted your panties to become even more drenched than before. He was so reactive even if he tried to play it cool, which end of the day wasn't going to work out for him.

He knew he was done for soon as he realized you didn't give a singular fuck that you were already outside your house. No, he knew he was fucked as soon as you positioned yourself to be eye level to his cock.

He knew he'd be done for no matter what because he was either going to finger fuck you or bury his head between your thighs till you forgot about his stupidity. Unfortunately for him, the night still wasn't over and he should've been prepared for you wanting to please him as well.

And he swore he could've came within seconds because your moans were just so angelic and his cock just had to stay trapped under his black jeans.

And after months of missing your body, your sounds, and your mouth, he's just meant to what, not shake and shiver at any slight touch you give him?

Or just full on taking every inch of him down your throat?

That'd be an insane and impossible ask.

You took all of him and pulled through, gagging until you could feel his pubic hair on your nose. You felt his hand push you down which resulted tears to form in your eyes.

You took all of him and let him hold you still while you breathed through your nose. You closed your eyes because they were slightly burning causing the tears to fall down.

Miguel finally let go and pulled your head up, you gasp and let all the saliva fall on to his cock. You look up at him and give the side of his shaft a little kiss before stroking him, making sure every inch is wet.

"Quit teasin' baby." He groans and you just shrug.

"Aren't you meant to be making it up to me?" You teases making him roll his eyes.

"Well?" You tease again and keep your pace to a minimal.

"Want me to apologize again? Is that it?" He asks and you shrug, giving him a small smile before he sighs.

"I'm so sorry for the way I treated you. You deserve the absolute best and I promise I'll be the one to give it to you." He says and you nearly melted.

But you wanted more.

So going a little bit faster but you nod.

He shakes his head and chuckles, "you're gonna be the death of me."

"Oh I know." You reply and grin.

He thinks for a few seconds, all the things that were roaming through his mind when he wanted to prove himself a better contender than dingle berry.

It wasn't just to be the best physical option. He knew that.

So he decided to open himself up to you. He felt comfortable too and wanted you to know exactly where he stood with his feelings.

"I need you like the air I breathe. I can't exist without you. Please forgive me and I promise I'll always take care of you." He says softly bringing a hand down to cup your cheek.

You melt and stare into his eyes lovingly while he looks at you the same way.

You felt in your heart what you had to do.

The thumping alone showed how much that impacted you but just seeing and hearing how genuine he was, it was all you needed to hear.

"I forgive you Miguel." You say and smile, stroking him faster now because he's earned it at this point.

"And I'll try to not bring it up as a joke anymore." You joke and he laughs.

"I'd appreciate that but if I have to continue to prove myself to you I will." He responds and there go the fireworks in your stomach.

"You saved yourself." You mumble before taking him back in your mouth and immediately getting back to work.

His hands went back down to your head, pushing you further and further down until you're gagging once again except this time his hips came up. You close your eyes and he continues fucking your mouth, a melody of moans slipping through his lips making you moan against him.

He doesn't stop and goes faster which results in saliva slipping out of your mouth and down to his pants. He lifts your head up a bit then goes back to fucking your mouth but this time not full on gagging the whole time.

How thoughtful of him.

You let him use your mouth freely, only fair since you both missed each other so much and he gave you a proper apology that pulled on your heart strings.

Might as well let him.

He pulled your head back down as his hips came up making you gag unexpectedly which made him mutter, "Such a dirty girl, keep quiet wouldn't want your parents to know what their good girl is doing."

Your eyes open, wide as hell making him groan and go back to fucking your mouth except it was your throat this time.

He went faster and harder, chasing after that all too familiar feeling that he somehow hasn't felt in months.

He groans and moans your name making you look up at him all tear eyed just how he loved it.

Suddenly his orgasm hit sooner than expected and he stops as his cum shoots out and down your throat. You swallowed as much as you could when he sits down and brings your head up.

You licked your lips and continued slowly stroking him, making sure he gives you every drop. His thighs were shaking which only made you laugh as more cum dripped down his shaft.

You licked it all off him and let go, sitting back up when he grabs your face, pulling you in for a kiss.

You happily kiss back and feel his arms wrap around you making you melt into his embrace as you feel things will finally be good how you'd prefer over his old ways.

He pulls away and sighs, leaning his forehead against yours making your face grow warm. "You're so perfect baby." He mumbles and pecks your lips gently.

"Thank you for your apologies, I really appreciate the sentiment even under dirty circumstances." You tease making him laugh.

"I meant it all." He says and you nod.

"I know." You respond and he opens his door.

He gets off and then extends his hand to you, you accept and hop off but not before giving him one final kiss to seal the deal.

"All mine." He whispers softly, enough to send shivers down your spine.

"All yours." You whisper back before he pulls you in for a hug, wrapping his arms around your body and squeezing you tight as if to ensure you won't run away from him.

He then lets go and you finally walk up to your front door but not before giving him one final wave and smile to which he returns.

part three

[mandowifey]

Character Masterlist.

Note: This list will be updated regularly when I get a new blorbo.

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Ethan Hawke:

James Sandin (The Purge)

Russel Millings (Adopt a Highway)

Arthur Harrow (Moon Knight)

Edward Dalton (Daybreakers)

Ellison Oswalt (Sinister)

Albert Shaw/The Grabber (The Black Phone)

Ray Harris (Raymond and Ray)

Ernst Toller (First Reformed)

Lars Nystrom (Stockholm)

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The Boys Universe:

Homelander

William/Billy Butcher

Ben/Soldier Boy

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Stephen Lang:

Norman Nordstrom/Blindman (Don't Breathe)

Commander Nathaniel Taylor (Tera Nova)

Colonel Miles Quaritch- Human & Na'vi (Avatar)

John Korver (Gridlocked)

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Hamish Linklater:

Father Paul Hill/John Pruitt (Midnight Mass)

John Tyler (Tell Me Your Secrets)

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Oscar Isaac:

Santiago "Pope" Garcia (Triple Frontier)

Marc/Steven/Jake (Moon Knight)

Kane Double (Annihilation 2018)

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Pedro Pascal:

Din Djarin/Mando (The Mandalorian)

Joel Miller (The Last of Us)

Frankie 'Catfish' Morales (Triple Frontier)

Deiter Bravo (The Bubble)

Javi G (Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Max Phillips (Blood Sucking Bastards)

Maxwell Lord (Wonder Woman 88)

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John Krasinski:

Lee Abbott (A Quiet Place)

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Patrick Wilson:

Ed Warren (The Conjuring)

Orm Marius (Aquaman)

Josh Lambert (Insidious)

Daniel Dreiberg/Nite Owl (Watchmen)

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Jensen Ackles:

Tom Hanniger (My Bloody Valentine)

Soldier Boy (The Boys)

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Tony Dalton:

Lalo Salamanca (Better Call Saul)

Jack Duquesne (Hawkeye)

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Michael Fassbender:

Erik Lehnsherr (X-Men)

David / Walter (Alien Covenant/Prometheus)

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Karl Urban:

Commander Vaako (Riddick)

Billy Butcher (The Boys)

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Jon Bernthal:

Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Shane Walsh (The Walking Dead)

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Jason Bateman:

Marty Byrd (Ozark)

Michael Bluth (Arrested Development)

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Patrick Fabian

Howard Hamlin (Better Call Saul)

Cotton Marcus (The Last Exorcism)

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Spider-Verse

Peter B Parker

Miguel O'Hara

Venom

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Jake Gyllenhaal

Detective Loki (Prisoners)

Quentin Beck/Mysterio (Spiderman: FFH)

Danny Sharp (Ambulance)

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Overwatch

Cassidy

Soldier 76/Jack

Reaper/Gabriel

Hanzo Shimada

Genji Shimada

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Critical Role (S1)

Grog

Vax

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Baldur's Gate 3

Astarion

Enver Gortash

Gale Dekarios

Halsin

Zevlor

Cazador Szarr

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Other Chars (Unsorted)

Negan Smith (Walking Dead)

Rick Grimes (Walking Dead)

Daryl Dixon (Walking Dead)

Jamie Lannister (Game of Thrones)

Captain Rex (Star Wars)

Boba Fett (Star Wars)

Kylo Ren (Star Wars)

Saul Goodman/Jimmy McGill (BCS/BB)

Barry Berkman (Barry HBO)

James "Logan" Howlett (Wolverine, Xmen)

Wade Wilson (Deadpool)

[kwebtv]

Glynis Margaret Payne Johns (October 5, 1923 - January 4, 2024) Film, stage and television actress, dancer, musician and singer. In a career spanning eight decades on stage and screen, Johns appeared in more than 60 films and 30 plays. She has received various accolades throughout her career, including a Tony Award, a Drama Desk Award, a National Board of Review Award, and a Laurel Award, in addition to nominations for an Academy Award, a Golden Globe Award, and a Laurence Olivier Award. She is widely considered as being one of the last surviving major stars from the Golden Age of Hollywood and classical years of British cinema.

Johns made her television debut in 1952 with Fletcher Markle's Emmy Award-winning series Little Women. She appeared in just one episode: season 4's "Lilly, the Queen of the Movies" as Lily Snape. Her television credits of the 1950s include brief appearances in the Hollywood anthology series Lux Video Theatre (in the 1953 episode "Two For Tea"), Errol Flynn's anthology series The Errol Flynn Theatre (in the 1956 episodes "The Sealed Room" as Lou McNamara and "The Girl in Blue Jeans" as The Girl Susan Tracey), CBS's anthology series Schlitz Playhouse of Stars (in the 1957 episode "The Dead Are Silent"), and ABC's variety and drama series The Frank Sinatra Show (in the 1958 episode "Face of Fear" as Christine Nolan)

Johns was cast in 1961 in the ABC/Warner Bros. crime drama The Roaring 20s. She portrayed Kitty O'Moyne, an Irish immigrant who falls overboard into the harbour as she arrives in the United States. Johns guest-starred in the CBS anthology seriesThe Lloyd Bridges Show in the episode "A Game for Alternate Mondays" of the 1962–63 television season, playing widow Leah Marquand, with Leslye Hunter as her daughter Isabella. On 5 August 1963, Vacation Playhouse premiered the episode "Hide and Seek" as the pilot of her eponymous CBS television series Glynis. The original working title for the series was The Glynis Johns Show; in it, Johns played the neophyte mystery writer and amateur sleuth Glynis Granvile. In the autumn of that year, Glynis officially premiered, starring Johns and Keith Andes as a married couple, Glynis Granville and Keith Granville, a criminal defence attorney. Due to pressure from NBC's The Virginian and Bill Cullen's The Price Is Right game show on ABC, the programme was cancelled after thirteen episodes. In 1965, when CBS reran the series as a summer replacement for The Lucy Show, Glynis ranked #6 in the Nielsen ratings. Johns remained busy on screen, appearing as Steffi Bernard in the episode "Who Killed Marty Kelso?" of ABC's detective series Burke's Law opposite Gene Barry. In 1967, she appeared in four episodes of the Batman television series as villainess Lady Penelope Peasoup, one half of the evil duo with Rudy Vallée as her brother Lord Marmaduke Ffogg.

During the first season of NBC's hit sitcom Cheers, Johns guest-starred as Diane Chambers' mother, Helen Chambers, an eccentric dowager who, due to a stipulation in Diane's late father's will, will lose all her money unless Diane is married by the next day. In 1985, Johns played Bridget O'Hara in the episode "Sing a Song of Murder" of CBS's crime drama television series Murder, She Wrote, working again with Angela Lansbury. From 1988 to 1989, she played Trudie Pepper, a senior citizen living in an Arizona retirement community, in the television sitcom Coming of Age, also on CBS. (Wikipedia)

[alix-almeida]

Ok, volví a ver la película de spiderman.

Imaginemos esto:

Miguel O'hara = Derek Hale

Peter B. Parker = Stiles Stilinski

Mary Jane = Lidia marti

Lidia muere y stiles se queda solo con su bebé pero el buen Miguel, que diga, Derek está ahí para él.

.......

Stiles mata a Scott por accidente y el sheriff Stilinski se prometió capturar al hombre araña para vengar a Scott.

.....

Ya sé que está rara la idea pero piensen...

[tvguidancecounselor]

TV Guidance Counselor Episode 652: Irene Bremis and Frank Conniff

February 26 - March 3, 1972

RETURNING guests to the show comedians Irene Bremis (watch her special Sweetie) and TV's Frank Conniff join Ken this week.

Ken, Irene and Frank discuss growing up in New York, the horrors of Staten Island, good pizza, racism, Mary Tyler Moore, Sherlock Holmes cigarettes, Doral Cigarettes, True Cigarettes, killing women, Rain Barrell, questionable protein stains, fabric softener, The Old Man Who Cried Wolf, movies vs tv series, where Irene and Frank met, Brian Denehy, the map of Ireland on Frank's face, Maureen O'Hara, psychic detectives, Saturday night death slots, MTM productions, strong women, Maude, how awful Bill Cosby is, dying on stage, Bob Hope, Dana Gould, Bing Crosby and Friends, women's lib, Ear Stoppies, wigs, Rowan & Martin, Gene Hackman, Jerry Stiller, Anne Meara, comic comradery, Sid & Marty Kroft, Hart to Hart, the show with the woman, James Garner, Left Behind, Kirk, Christians, losing your mind, cycle cell anemia, Greeks, Cannon, William Conrad, MeTV, It Takes a Thief, Carson, Serling, meeting Dick Cavet, Adam 12, Dick Clark, Hellzapoppin the TV series, Dom DeLuise, George Wallace, working on Sabrina, That Girl, Cannonball Run, Eddie Murphy, Red Foxx, Sandford and Son, Soap, Room 222, and watching MeTV at 2am. 

Check out this episode!

[greensparty]

Remembering Joe Flaherty 1941-2024

Sad news that comedy legend Joe Flaherty has died at 82. I don't use the word Legend lightly. As a part of Second City in both Toronto and Chicago, he was a cast member / writer / producer on the brilliant sketch comedy show SCTV (1976-1981), SCTV Network (1981-1983), and SCTV Channel (1983-1984). Talk about a meeting of the comedic minds: you had Flaherty along with John Candy, Robin Duke, Eugene Levy, Andrea Martin, Rick Moranis, Catherine O'Hara, Harold Ramis, Tony Roasto, Martin Short, and Dave Thomas doing some of the most LOL sketches in TV history. He won two Emmys for writing on the show He did so many awesome impressions and characters, notably Count Floyd, the scary TV movie host. He brought that character back for a short film shown at Rush's 1984 concert tour and also for the live action portions of the animated The Completely Mental Misadventures of Ed Grimley (1988-1989). He played so many other great characters like Caballero, the owner of the SCTV station, and co-host of Farm Report. SCTV was so good and so much comedy that came after was influenced by it. Conan O'Brien was said he learned so much from SCTV but the biggest thing was to do something funny until it's not funny anymore.

Count Floyd

One of my favorite scene-stealing moments from him was as the Western Union rep in Back to the Future Part II. He shows up with a delivery for Marty!

Flaherty makes a special delivery in Back to the Future Part II

Other notably performances included Used Cars, Stripes, Johnny Dangerously, Club Paradise, One Crazy Summer, Innerspace, Happy Gilmore, Detroit Rock City, and as the dad on Freaks and Geeks (1999-2000).

The link above is the obit from Hollywood Reporter.

[neighborhood-goblin]

Marty: Look, I know you think my judgment's clouded because I like Louie a little bit—

Grace: You doodled your wedding invitation.

Marty: No! That’s our joint tombstone.

Grace: My mistake.

[mrsroryhuntzberger]

hi im back on my borderline unhealthy love of a book from my elementary school days

if yall dont know i love cryptid hunters by roland smith and like i always do about twice a year I was thinking about it the other day. the hard thing about reflecting on books from childhood is how much fucked up shit happened that is not properly addressed. so under the cut is my rant/things i would change if someone ever gives me my dream job of turning my favorite books into tv shows (@ CW i’m looking at you i may hate riverdale but this would probably work in a similar fashion i was the co-authored of a great thread on twitter about turning cyberchase into a riverdale like show so you know i got skills)

the plot is basically teens sent to live with uncle they didnt know existed who is searching for dinos and theres a bad old white guy who hates people and animals and also mystery

1. how tf does grace have a passport?? i know wolfe’s friend was in the US gov and wolfe also did work for the government so does that mean grace has a bunch of false documents??? what happens when she applied for colleges?? does she have a social security number??

2. did we ever find out what wolfe did that made the us government agree to give him a fucking island??? (idk if roland smith mentioned it in the 4th book, i read it once and havent read it again bc its my least fav and i didnt like the hitler stuff)

3. no hitler. if i remake this into a tv series theres no hitler connection. blackwood is just gonna suck on his own and we wont have any clones or hitler. i want roses mother to be some random chick blackwood knocked up (if we are going dark its an intern or young employee) and then paid off to keep the baby and then probably had killed because hes evil. 

4. rose is an abuse victim. this is one of the more serious changes i’d make because in my head i have a whole four season tv show plan where season 3 focuses on grace at noahs ark and we also get flashbacks to when rose was alive and there. in my tv show/headcanon blackwood is hella emotionally abusive, rose could leave but he gaslights her and guilts her and is awful and basically makes it so while she could leave she can’t really leave. rose meets wolfe, they form a bond, and he helps her get out, then they run away and eventually go to the congo (#honeymoon). this abuse is echoed with grace and blackwood but grace wasnt ya know raised by him so it has a different effect. the abuse is one of the main reasons why rose doesnt want grace to ever be with blackwood because he is awful. 

5. Blackwood is the worse that needs to be highlighted but also hes not a cartoon villain. he also has a power complex thats why he has a whole display of taxidormy animals and thats why he wants all the rare animals to be his cause he wants power over others thats also part of his abuse

6. grace is very conflicted throughout all of this because she found out her parents arent her parents, her mom is dead, her thought to be parents are still missing throughout all of this!! and her grandpa is a fucked up madman who wants her dad dead and she also has preexisting anxiety. i would want to showcase her inner turmoil and this idea of her being unsure of who she is in the later books/seasons and this plays with her relationship with blackwood, not that shes on his side or anything, but maybe how manipulative he is and how desperate she is to learn about this whole other side of her apparent family. grace didnt get enough attention in the later books. also doesnt she straight up think marty and luther are dead at one point in book 3? girl is not walking away from all of this trauma free she doesnt need to have a breakdown but shes confused and should be allowed to be confused

7. reluctant dino parent grace I SAID WHAT I SAID i just have this humorous headcanon that grace has always been a bit afraid of dinos (repressed from ya know the dino that killed her mom) (also she couldnt watch juarassic park as a kid and mentions that whenever someone references it because no one is gonna be dealing with dinos and not quoting jurassic park)but she and the dinos bond at noahs ark and she ends up in a comedy relief bit where she has to feed them and gets annoyed at them in season/book 4. this may or may not be inspired by me and my dog

8. yeah marty and luther have a thing lets be real here

9. more laurel 

10. im sure i have more but i have class tomorrow and ive already spent too much time on this thanks for reading (and im sorry)!!!

[spearcast]

some random doodles i haven’t posted yet!!! from top to bottom:

scarlett & rosie march from the book “sisters red” by jackson pearce

marty & grace o’hara from the book “cryptid hunters” by roland smith

nellie cain!! finally

[neighborhood-goblin]

Marty is also the type of person who would beat the crap out of anyone who so much as looked at Luther the wrong way. Neither of them have any friends outside of each other, Grace, and Dylan, but it’s ok. Marty is just instinctively protective and fiercely so. He’s gone to the principal’s office many times just for absolutely decking kids who called Luther names or said bad things behind Luther’s back. Luther thinks it’s charming, but pretty much everyone else sees it as an “issue”. XD

@arre-rider-of-pyrxe

I think out of Luther and Marty, Marty would be the more protective one.

Like Marty’s always the one who leads whenever they go out and adventure, and Luther is the one who follows slightly behind, and this works perfectly because Marty I feel is more forward focused but from what I’ve heard Luther would be able to detect anything coming at them from the sides or the back, as well as watching for anything Marty might have missed.

[storm-breaker7]

🌟 The Guide 🌟

If you do want to request then your in the right place. This is just some yeahs and nahs about what I'm willing to write.

Also, All my works can be found here (finished and in-progress work). Or you can use a tag I made to find them (#Storm7breaker posts OR #FishyMasterlists)!

* = I will only write this if someone requests it

Characters (I can/will write)

🌌Star Wars🌌

Jedi/Sith

-Qui-Gon Jinn

-Obi-wan Kenobi

-Anakin Skywalker *

-Kanan Jarrus

-Luke Skywalker

-Darth Maul

Clones

-Cody, Fox, Wolffe, Howzer, Colt, Mayday

-Rex, Fives, Jesse, Hardcase, Kix, Tup

-Echo (Pre and post citadel)

-Hunter, Crosshair, Wrecker, Tech, Omega

(Not smut, spice or anything remotely close for omega.)

Other

-Han Solo

-Din Djarin

-Alexsandr Kallus

-Thrawn *

💥Transformers💥

G1 ⛰️

-Optimus, Ironhide, Ratchet, Jazz, Wheeljack, Hound, Bumblebee, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Bluestreak, Mirage, Prowl, Grimlock, Skyfire

-Soundwave

Prime🏜️

-Optimus Prime (& Orion Pax), Ratchet, Bumblebee, Cliffjumper, Arcee, Ultra Magnus, Wheeljack

-Soundwave, Knockout, Breakdown, Dreadwing, Predaking

Bayverse🌎 *

-Optimus Prime, Jazz, Ratchet, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Sideswipe

Cyberverse🛡️

-Bumblebee, Hot rod, Cheetor, Grimlock, Wheeljack, Perceptor, Chromia, Arcee, Kup

-Soundwave, Shockwave, Dead end

MTMTE/LL (IDW) 🪐

-Rodimus, Ultra Magnus, Megatron, Ratchet, First Aid, Swerve, Skids, Tailgate, Chromedome, Rewind, Brainstorm, Perceptor, Fortress Maximus

-Soundwave, Cyclonus, Crankcase, Krok, Misfire, Spinister

Beast Wars 🏞️

-Optimus Primal, Rhinox, Cheetor, Dinobot, Rattrap, Tigatron, Airazor

(No smut for Rhinox or Rattrap)

Rise of the Beasts 🏕️

-Optimus Prime, Arcee, Bumblebee, Mirage

-Optimus Primal, Airazor, Cheetor, Rhinox

War for Cybertron 🌀

-Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Ironhide, Prowl, Mirage, Sideswipe, Red Alert, Wheeljack, Jetfire

-Optimus Primal, Rhinox, Cheetor, Dinobot, Rattrap, Tigatron, Airazor

-Ratchet

-Soundwave

(Again no smut for Rhinox or Rattrap)

(I put them all in list format of; Autobot / Maximal, Factionless then Decepticon / Predicons) Btw if any soundwave is mentioned, his minibots count aswell 🧍

👔Criminal Minds👔

-Aaron Hotchner

-Derek Morgan

-Spencer Reid

🌋Pacific Rim🌋

-Chuck Hansen

-Raleigh Beckett

🌄Red Dead Redemption 2 🌄

-Arthur Morgan

-John Marston

-Charles Smith

-Javier Escuella

-Sean Mcguire

-Kieran Duffy

-Hosea Matthews

-Josiah Trelawny

(Strictly no smut for Kieran or Hosea.)

*🐀🐢TMNT🐢🐀*

Rise 2018-2022

-Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Mikealangelo

-April O'Neil, Casey Jones

Rise 2012-2017

-Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Mikealangelo

📜🔦 Supernatural 🔦📜

-Dean Winchester

-Sam Winchester

-Castial (what's his last name...)

🥪🕊️ Team Fortress 2 🕊️🥪

-Scout

-Soldier

-Pyro

-Demoman

-Heavy

-Engineer

-Medic

-Sniper

-Spy

(No smut or spice for pyro)

🗡️ Kingsman 🗡️

-Gary 'Eggsy' Unwin

-Harry Hart

-Merlin

-Whiskey

-Tequila

(Strictly no smut for Merlin or Harry. Yea Sorry not sorry)

🪶 Assassin's Creed 🪶

-Ezio Auditore da Firenze

-Conner/Ratonhnhaké:ton

-Haytham Kenway

-Edward James Kenway

-Shay Patrick Cormac

-Arno Victor Dorian

-Jacob Frye

-Evie Frye

(No smut for Evie)

😵‍💫 Marvel 😵‍💫

Spider people 🕸️

-Miles Morales (1610 & 42)

-Hobie Brown

-Webslinger

-Spiderman Noir

-Miguel O'Hara *

(I'll only write smut for e42 & e1610 miles if they are aged up (And Hobie if we assume he's 19. Google his age))

The Avengers 🦾 *

-Steve Rogers/Captain America

-Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

-Tony Stark/Iron man

-Thor

-Clint Barton/Hawkeye

-Sam Wilson/The Falcon

Others 🌃 *

-Matt Murdock/The Daredevil

💙 Detroit: Become Human 💙

-Hank Anderson

-Connor (RK800)

-Markus (RK200)

-Luther (TR400)

🍷 Stardew Valley 🍷

-Sam

-Sebastian

-Elliott

-Shane

-Harvey

-Magnus (The Wizard)

(I can do anyone else in vanilla sdv but no smut for them)

📦🧩 Miscellaneous 👾📦

-Owen Grandy (From Juarrsic Park)

-John wick (From John Wick)

-Neo/Thomas Anderson (From The Matrix)

-Marty Mcfly (From Back to the Future)

-Ratchet (From Ratchet & Clank)

-Crash (From Crash Bandicoot)

-Graham Calloway/Gray aka Crackle (From Carmen Sandiego)

-Maximus Decimus Meridius (From Gladiator)

-Joel Miller (From The Last Of Us)

-Martin Riggs (From Lethal Weapon)

-Deacon st John (From Days Gone)

Do's & Don'ts

✅Do's ✅

-Sfw & Nsfw 💅

-Head canons, oneshots & twoshots I can do. I can do a series but I'd need time for that.

-Can do OCs (but I need a good description or I might have to make some shit up. OR if your really good to me, you'll link your OC if you've made a post ab them)

-I can do Gn, Male (tho I haven't done one yet), and Female Reader inserts

-Any Character from the universes above I can do plantonic fics if I know them

-I can do relativity Gorey stuff as long as it's for character development (Realistic situations (for said universe))... Nothing too graphic tho 🫣🥲

-I can do poly relationships it don't phase me.

❌Don'ts❌

-There is no way in hell I'm doing yandere. Nuh uh.

-Im not comfy with rape but I can mention it. Maybe touch on it but no scene. Hell nah.

-Im not doing pregnancy or pregnant inserts or OCs so say goodbye to that.

-No pale OCs or inserts. Ok no. I'll do any coloured insert but no inserts that are pale as a ghost. (Go touch some grass. This isn't twilight)

-Im sorry but no marriages or married insert X Character. Just no. (the exception being sdv)

-Im not doing Canon X Canon. I'm just not your guy for those requests

-I suck at writing gay smut soooo.... (My bad, I just don't want to horrify people with; my writing + gay smut)

Requesting

⚠️Please follow these small tips, It will make my life easier⚠️

When requesting;

-I would like if you please be specific. I don't care if you write a whole paragraph, If I dunno what your going on about then I will probably decide what to do myself.

-If your not requesting and your just asking something, please mention that.

-Please be clear with what your asking. I'm not being mean just please make sure I can read it so I get your request right.

-You can keep your request open ended so I have most the reign, I don't mind as long as your good with what comes from it :)

I may add stuff later on if I come across something. Ty my lil goofy silly baba grills 🫶😘🧍💅

[wrenvibes]

Look I know I'm behind but this city is mine and @seaspunk‘s now. 

[hecksee]

Stained Flowers

Hi this is angsty af but im struggling right now so imma project onto fictional characters

Sorry @lumosinlove I like making Leo suffer

this is my entry for the @hpbrokenhearts ​ contest, i started out writing this when i was struggling, and tbh i still am, but it’s gotten a lot better. 

Much thanks to the wonderful @iswearimnotanaestheticgirl for editing this monstrosity. You wrecked carnage on it, but it helped so much and I love this end result so much. 

Thank you so much to @peggyrose19 and @marauderss-hp for looking this over and giving me suggestions! 

This is probably inaccurate but I don’t know anything about hockey, and this is fanfic so who cares about the accuracy. 

THIS COULD DEFINITELY BE TRIGGERING, PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

TW suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt, its got a TINY bit of spice sprinkled in (i would rate this teen probably, mature if i was being extra safe), major character death, stress, homophobia, one sided pining, hanakhai, vomiting, something thats sort of like a suicide note, and a shit load of angst

Read on A03 here

Leo knew he was screwed the moment he saw Finn O'Hara on the screen for the first time. He knew he was gonna fall hard. It didn't matter that they had never met or that Leo’s attraction was purely physical. He knew that he would want everything with Finn.

But then Leo started to fall deeper and deeper over time, time that was spent mostly spent obsessing over Finn. Only a few weeks after Leo saw Finn for the first time, it started.

Everybody knew about hanahaki. When someone felt unrequited love, a seed sprouted in their lungs. Nobody knew how or why the seed appeared but it was inevitable. 

The victim would start coughing up flower petals, and if their feelings grew, the flowers would grow larger until the victim couldn’t breath because their lungs were filled with nothing but blossoms.

There were only three things someone with hanahaki could do. The main solution was to surgically remove the flowers but have all feelings of love vanish. And some said it was impossible to ever love another person.

So Leo knew exactly what was going on when he started coughing up small yellow petals a few weeks after he first saw Finn on screen. 

But, over the next few months he learned to recognize the signs. The tingling in the back of his throat before he started coughing up the silky yellow petals. The itch in his left lung when people mentioned Finn O'Hara. The stabbing pain toward the left of his chest when his teammates threw around homophobic slurs and comments like beads at Marti Gras is nothing new, but now it's accompanied with a burning sensation in his lungs and bloody daffodils.

The daffodils. The fucking daffodils. He decided to look the meaning of the cheery flowers up one day. Unrequited love. After that Leo laughed humorlessly, and decided that hanahaki had a fucked up sense of humor.

Somehow, Leo made it through a full year while coughing up a mixture of blood and petals. He learned how to hide it, how to excuse himself from a situation, and how to choke the petals back down while playing. He made sure that nothing would impact his career, no matter how much longer he had left.

Leo feared that his time was almost up some days. On those days, he wondered Why was he alive? Why did only the left lung sting? Wouldn't it just be better to end it than to live through the constant pain?

He almost made it through a year keeping his hanahaki a secret. 

Well, almost. His mom walked in on him cleaning the daffodils smeared with red off the floor, and he had promptly broken down in tears.

He had ended up telling her everything, how he was gay, how he hated himself for it, how he sometimes thought it would be better to just end it all instead, who he loved and why.

His mom had made him tell his coach, insisting it was for the best. There had been a major fight between the coach and him. Leo was yelling and crying but standing his ground about how he needed to play. How playing was the only thing he was living for, damn it. Leo had ended up winning, so he kept playing. And just like before, he kept the hanahaki a secret from everyone, especially his team.

But then, he found out why only his left lung stung. Logan Tremblay. The latest player that was drafted to the Lions. He was newly minted, fresh from Harvard university. Short, broad, brunet, green eyed rookie Tremz. 

As soon as Logan stepped out onto the ice for the first time Leo felt that telltale sting. But it was on the right side of his chest for the first time. Fuck, I'm not having unrequited love from one person, but from two?! 

His right lung had irises. Royalty, the Fleur-De-Lis, France. Leo didn’t know how those things related to Logan but he could take a guess. Logan was French Canadian born and raised, that had to mean something. 

Leo’s life went on. Now he had double the work of fighting the flowers down. Two names instead of one. Leo could tell there was something between Fish and Logan. The intense stares they gave each other across the rink meant something. The tension between them one day had just disappeared. Leo saw something as Logan's hot temper reared up whenever Harzy got into a fight or got hurt. 

The signs grew. Rainbow tape on their sticks, posting LGBTQ+ supporting messages on the team Instagram; small things you’d need to look out for, or know exactly what they meant to know the significance. 

The real confirmation was when the official Lions Instagram posted the picture of Logan and Finn kissing at a pride parade, smudged bi flags painted on both of their cheeks. 

The caption read “We are aware of the homophobia in the league, however, two of our players aren’t willing to hide their relationship from the public anymore. Both Tremz and Harzy have our full support.” 

The moment he saw it, the feeling of petals started to itch in the back of Leo’s throat, but he gagged them back as he scrolled through the comments. They were filled with the expected bigotry and homophobia with the occasional biphobic comment. Yet scattered in were the kind comments, full of support, rays of sunshine on a raining day.

Leo started typing out a comment of his own, telling the happy couple how happy he was for them. But the lie was rancid in his head. The flowers Leo had been choking back came up in a wave of blood. 

Before Leo got hanahaki, the few dreams he had were filled with a faceless man. One that would kiss him and fuck him, but now, now there were two men. And they had faces. 

Finn O'Hara and Logan Tremblay haunted Leo's dreams in the best way possible, more nights than not. Sweet soft kisses, hands tangled in auburn or brown hair, gently worshiping the hard planes and angles that came from a lifelong dedication to hockey were commonplace in Leo's dreams. 

In stark contrast, some nights were filled with sloppy, urgent kisses, nails scratching on backs, and a pure need for release. But the dreams would always end, and Leo was left with the burning pain of self loathing building up in his throat before the flowers would make themselves known.

During this dream, Leo had been on fire all night, and it was thanks to him that the team had been led to victory. So here he was with his boyfriends, celebrating. 

Leo leaned up to give Finn a soft kiss before turning onto his side and beginning to kiss Logan's neck. Finn had started to ruin Leo and didn't stop until Leo had hit the peak of his pleasure.

However, the aftermath of Leo's pleasure was slowly but surely turning into pain. Suddenly the metallic tang of blood was clogging his throat and the familiar smooth petals were filling his mouth. 

The flowers and blood were dripping out of his mouth, and seeping into the white bed sheets. Even worse was that Finn and Logan seemed unsurprised.  no, they were almost happy. Their gentle murmurings of praise turned into cold raucous laughter. In between the harsh laughter they told him how stupid he was, how he was a nobody, how they would never love him.

As the flowers only got worse, coming up in waves and mingled with the tears that were rolling down his face, Finn and Logan vanished. Then he was falling, falling, falling. 

He woke with a start, his heart pounding in his chest, lungs gasping for air in between choking sobs; lying in a combination of petals and blood. His face was sticky with tears and warm, wet blood, and a few stray yellow and white-ish purple petals stuck to his skin. The only indicator that Leo's dream wasn't all bad was the stickiness in his underwear. But the worst part was that he was alone, stuck with only fantasies, once again.

The next day, Leo knew that practice would be bad. Even though yesterday his team was idolizing the Lions, they sure as hell wouldn’t be idolizing them right now. Practice was full of his teammates throwing around a myriad of slurs. The locker-room was even worse, where the coach wasn’t there to monitor their comments. 

Leo fidgeted with his bracelet, uncomfortable with the comments that were flying around, with the flowers edging up his throat. He didn’t remember what happened next. 

One minute Leo’s fidgeting with his bracelet, the next he’s yelling. Yelling about how people aren’t judged by their sexuality, how hell, maybe there even was a gay person in the room! To that he was obviously asked if he was the gay one, to which, he responded yes. Leo stormed out of the room to a soundtrack, suppressing the flowers fighting their way up his throat as soundtrack of cruel laughter and biting words rang around the room, just like the ones in his dream. 

The next day he dreaded going to practice. He knows he won’t be welcome on the team anymore, so what’s the point of going?

Leo ended up just texting his old coach that he was resigning. His team broadcasted the fact that he’s gay on their Instagram. Now Leo’s the target of the myriad of hate that Finn and Leo faced. It made him sick to his stomach. Seconds later, he was puking into the toilet. No flowers this time, but still unpleasant. 

He still walked with dragging steps to the rink and practiced, of course. He didn’t want to lose his skills when he attempts to go pro. Trying to ignore the fact that he knows no one will take him now. 

Out of the blue, three days after Leo outed himself, his phone rings shrilly. Marlene McKinnon. The Lions announcer. Why was she calling him?

Marlene asked him to play for the Lions because he had great potential. Leo hesitated. Did she not know that he was gay? He pensively inquired about his sexuality, how would that impact his place on the team? 

To his surprise, Marlene told him it wouldn’t influence anything. Leo was shocked, but in the happy way. Then she asked if he had any health conditions. Just like the thing about his sexuality, Leo hesitated. Eventually he nodded and said yes. 

It’s hanahaki, he told her in a slow voice, but it doesn’t impact my playing.

Fucking lie. 

Marlene was silent for a moment but then put him on hold with some shaky words. 5 minutes later, she agrees to let him play, on the condition that his hanahaki doesn’t get worse, and if it does, he needs to have them removed. Leo agreed, and suddenly, Leo was going professional. 

Sure, Leo was worried about becoming a Lion; his subjects of affection were there and they were in a happy relationship. But over time, and many, many practices filled with words thrown at O’Hara and Tremblay, he had learned to choke back the petals. 

After a few months, the day came where Leo was leaving. With many tears, and a lot of goodbyes, Leo left for Gryffindor. After a couple long flights, and a short taxi ride, Leo stepped out of the car to Hogwarts. 

Inside the rink, he was greeted with the signature smell of a hockey arena, he couldn’t quite describe it, but it was pleasant, and reminded Leo of home. 

In a blink, he was bombarded with maroon and gold, hugs and welcoming words. When he turned his head from the excitement, he saw them. Finn and Logan, standing back with Pascal Dumais, who he was going to move in with. 

After meeting everyone and flipping out while Finn and Logan give him a hug while swallowing down the familiar liquid and petals that up, Leo was informed that he won’t be living with the Dumais’ after all. 

“You’ll be living with Finn and Logan, I hope that’s alright?”

Leo quickly excuses himself to the bathroom to let the mixture of flowers, blood, and bile out. 

But Leo ended up moving in with Fish and Tremz. However over the weeks, he formed a close bond with both Finn and Logan. Of course, he became closer with the rest of the team, Loops especially. Hell, Leo has a feeling that Loops knows what it feels like to love someone who will never love him back. 

But after Sirius and Loops get together, Leo knew that he’s the only one who will never get the privilege of having requited love. 

Leo was glad that he had managed to keep it a secret from the team. Well, there were some people he had to tell. After all, Remus was the team medic. Remus was keeping it a secret from the team and the public. But Remus didn’t know who was triggering Leo’s love. The only people who knew were Leo and his mother. 

Each practice where the two of them do anything lovey dovey, Leo needs to be excused while he chokes back the flowers that are bringing themselves up his throat. But his goalie face hadn't been developed over happy things, so he shoved his feelings back and forced himself to remain calm, pretending to support their relationship; which he did, of course he did, but Leo wished more than anything that he was there with them. Leo wishes he was there in between them, wishes he was the one holding hands with them, and sharing sweet soft kisses with them. 

Hell, more than once in the time when Leo was with the Lions he considered ending it all. The thoughts weren’t new, no, he’d been struggling with them since he had realized he was gay. But now, with the objects of Leo’s affection so close yet so far, he didn’t know if it would be worth living.

But then one day, about three years after the hanahaki had started, Leo woke up with agonizing pain in his chest, like someone was squeezing a palm around his heart. He thought back. The aching had worsened every time he interacted Finn and Logan. Now the flowers were coming up almost every hour of every day. The tingling feeling is now always at the back of his mind. As soon as Leo thought about Finn and Logan he felt flowers coming up. 

The flowers are accompanied with a burning pain instead of a small stab. All of the flowers are full blossoms, a few with stems and leaves. They’d be perfect and prim, beautiful, if they weren’t coated in enough blood to look like a murder scene. 

This was it; this was one of his last days, if not his last. 

With slow robotic steps, Leo stands up, taking some deep breaths. He fished a pen and a notebook from his cabinet, and started to write four letters.

The words to his family tell them how sorry he was at how bad he was at hiding his worsening hanahaki, how much he loves them, and how he wishes he could have said goodbye in person. 

“I’m sorry for causing you pain.”

In the letter towards the team he apologized for hiding his disease and explained how thankful he was to be a part of his dream team. He told them how different the Lions were to his old teams, how they were a family and how they loved each other no matter what, regardless of their differences.

“Thank you for being like a family to me.” 

In the one addressed to Logan and Finn, Leo explained how they were the subjects of his attraction, how much they influenced his life coming out by choice, consequences be damned. Through blood, sweat, tears and flowers, he found himself rattling on and on about how much he loved them, how he fell in love with them, and how much he valued the friendship they had; even if it was just friendship. Leo’s hand lingered as he thought about it. Would this letter cause the two of them to blame themselves? Should he really write it? 

No. He had to. Leo added a note telling them not to. It wasn’t their fault, it was his choice. 

He brushed away the crimson mess. With droplets of blood staining his fingers, Leo starts on the final and most formal letter. 

Leo wrote vaguely in this letter. He told that he did have hanahaki, and how he had dealt with it for years before he joined the Lions. He publicly commends the Lions for being so accepting of him, even though he had hanahaki and he was gay. Finally, he thanked his fans for staying with him through it all. 

Then, with all the letters finished, Leo sealed them in envelopes and wrote to whom they are addressed to. Gingerly, Leo placed them on his nightstand and prepared for his final practice. 

During practice Leo told everyone how much he appreciates them, which wasn’t too unusual, so nobody took much notice. Otherwise, practice was uneventful. Leo blocked some passes as they prepped for their game with Hufflepuff next week. 

Leo was coughing almost nonstop during practice but he chokes back the blood, bile, and flowers. He allowed himself to think that this is the last time he’d have to push it down. The aching pain in his chest doesn’t subside, if anything it only grew worse the longer practice goes on. 

Leo walked into the locker-room, preparing to take a shower and stretch before heading home when the aching in his chest grew. He could hear the blood pumping in his ears and the world around him blurred. He swayed, unsteady on his feet, trying not to cry or scream. His breaths were labored, he was becoming lightheaded and his heart was pounding in his chest. The pain became too much to bear and Leo’s legs failed on him.

The team rushes over with concerned expressions on their faces. On his knees, the flowers, stems, and leaves start to come up, splattering all over the cold ground, no matter what Leo does to try and keep them back. The team became frenzied, calling for Remus. 

It was too late. Leo knew that this was his end. 

Once, when Leo was little, he asked his grandmother why people didn't just get the flowers removed. She smiled at him sadly and told him that, there might be a person you loved so much you couldn't bear the idea of not loving them. Even if you died for it. 

At the time, he brushed it off as stupid but now, now as tears sqeezed through his blurry vision and the feeling of the cold tile floor disappears, he understands exactly what she meant. 

The last thought that went through his mind, before the petals, flowers, and blood came up for the last time, was of his two loves. In an instant, all of his fantasies of Finn and Logan melted into the reality of their friendship and flew past his eyes. With one last satisfied smile, Leo closed his eyes. His grandma was right. 

Some love really was worth dying for.

Just a quick reminder, this is my entry for @hpbrokenhearts so if you liked this fic or it made you cry/broke your heart, please put a broken heart in the comments, either in emoji form or not! Thank you so much for reading!!!

[peanut-the-goalie]

The tingling in the back of his throat before he starts to coughing up the silky yellow petals. The itch in his left lung when people start to mention Finn O'Hara. The stabbing pain in the left of his chest when his teammates throw around homophobic slurs and comments like beads at Marti Gras is nothing new; but now it's accompanied with a burning sensation in his lungs and bloody daffodils.

OH MY GOSH I LOVE THIS HANNAH WTF AAAHHH

[hammondcast]

2020 NAMM Tribute To Those We Have Lost Covered By Jon Hammond

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2020 NAMM Tribute To Those We Have Lost Covered By Jon Hammond

by

 Jon Hammond 

NAMM Historian Dan Del Fiorentino & Suzanne Glasnapp

Topics

 NAMM Tribute, Musicians, Instrument makers, Memorial, Deceased Musicians, International Music Community

Language

 English 

2020 NAMM Tribute to those we have lost covered by Jon Hammond FIRST LAST YOB YOD TITLE

Tony Acosta19422019Luthier String Company, FounderTracy Allen19822019Beacock Music, Music TeacherShiro Arai19302019Aria Guitars, FounderGinger Baker19392019Musician, Product EndorserKatreese Barnes 19632019Musical Director, Clinician Dave Bartholomew19182019Songwriter, MusicianRicardo Bauer19722019Bauer Percussion, CEOKevin Becka19542019Blackbird Academy, Co-FounderVinnie Bell19322019Product Engineer, LuthierBob Birmingham19452019Steinway & Sons, Former OwnerHal Blaine19292019Studio Musician, Product EndorserEric Bomba19642019Sam Ash Music, Operations ManagerBill Boyce19402019Piano Distributors, Founder Tim Boyle19482019Recording EngineerHarold Bradley19262019Studio MusicianSusan Brailove19302019Oxford University Press, Former DirectorEd Brier19402019Brier & Hale Music Co., Co-OwnerClora Bryant19272019Musician, Product EndorserJessica Bryner19852019Mackie, Marketing and Communications Fred Buda19352019Musician, Product Endorser, EducatorEllsworth Bush19332019CF Martin & CO., Foreman and SupervisorKay Calato19262019Regal Tip, Co-FounderPaul Capozzoli19292019Method Book AuthorJoe Cardinale19302019Lifelong Independent Rep.Alexis Castañeda19722019A Tempo Percussion, FounderEllen Cavanaugh19452019Super-Sensitive Musical Strings, Vice PresidentEd Cherney19502019Recording EngineerBenny Cintioli19342020Cintioli Music Center, Co-FounderMargott Cintioli19292019Cintioli Music Center, Co-FounderDick Dale19372019King of the Surf GuitarDoug Daniel19442019Harman, JBL, Senior Sales Manager Terry Dean19452019Andy Owings Music Center, Store ManagerGary DeShazo19292019Caldwell Music Company, Former PresidentMorris Diamond19212019Beverly Hills Records, FounderJune Doyle19342019D'addario Canada, Western Sales Representative

Dr. John19412019Musician, Product EndorserWilliam Dunkley19222019Dunkley Music Store, Co-FounderJim Dunlop19362019Dunlop Manufacturing Inc. , FounderJohnny Eberle19392019American Mastering, FounderPreston Epps19302019Musician, Product EndorserCharles Feilding19492019Yamaha Corporation of America, Manager of the Sound Design OfficeSteve Fjestad19502019Blue Book Publications, Co-FounderFred Foster19572019Electronic Theater Controls, Inc., Co-Founder, CEOFred Foster19312019Monument Records, FounderStuart Fraser19612019Musician, Product EndorserDonnie Fritts19422019Songwriter, Studio MusicianMark Fullerton19622019Ted Brown Music, Purchasing, Sales and Marketing ManagerDon Gayle19322019Shure Inc., Technical WriterKurt Glaesel19262019Glaesel String Instrument Service, FounderEric Goldbaach19662019EEGoes Over Productions, FounderMarty Grebb19452020Musician, Product EndorserChristopher Griffin19702019Coachella, RiggerBill Hagner19232019The Gretsch Company, Plant ManagerBob Hale19292019The NAMM Foundation's Museum of Making Music, DocentBonnie Harris19422019Harris Teller Inc., Former Officer and Director Joy Harris19402019Bill Harris Music, Co-FounderEric Haydock19432019Musician, Product EndorserBill Heese19362019Carl Fisher Publishing , Former Vice PresidentBill Heggie19432019Magnum Sound, FounderTurley Higgins19372019Yamaha Corporation of America, Concert & Artists ManagerKarl Hirano19422019Yamaha Corporation of Japan, Electronic Engineer Harry Hirsch19292019MediaSound, Soundmixers, FounderMary Lou Hoogenboom19312019Gibson Guitar Company, Factory WorkerPaul Hostetter19452019LuthierKen Hyams19272019Allied Communications Inc., FounderJoe Incagnoli19592019Fort Apache Recording Studios, Co-FounderJames Ingram19522019Vocalist, Product EndorserRichard Janda19202019Richard's Music, FounderCarl Janelli19272019Method Book Author, MusicianJimmy Johnson19432019Studio Musician, ProducerGary "Frog" Juestensen19492019Oasis Stage Werks, FounderJean Charles Juliat19422019Robert Juliat Lighting, CEOLarry Junstrom19492019Musician, Product Endorser Lewis Kahn19462019Musican, Product EndorserGershon Kingsley19222019Electronic Instrument ComposerGeorge Klein19352019ProducerJan Erik Kongshaug19442019Recording EngineerRoger Lattin19562019Studio Set Lighting Technician Robert Lee19542019St. Louis Music, Senior Vice President of SalesMatt Leff19662019Matt's Music Center, FounderTeresa Leithold19322019Leithold Music, Owner, TeacherRussell Lindquist19322019Holcombe Lindquist Piano and Organ, Co-FounderManny Lopez19272019Musician, SongwriterRoss Lowell19262019Lowel Light, FounderMike Mahoney19562019Mahoney's Pro Music & Drum Shop, ManagerJack Martin19232019Wurlitzer, Piano Sales ManagerDaniel McBrayer19322019McBrayer's Award Piano, Owner EmeritusEmily Meixell19832019C. F. Martin & Company, Custom Shop ArtistTed Middleton19442019Jet Music Pty Ltd, CFOLoretta "June Bug" Miller19562019Peavey Electronics, Cycle Counter - Warehouse Eddie Money19492019Vocalist, Songwriter Ruy Monteiro19472019Studio R Amplifiers, FounderTommy Moore19362019Kasuga International, FounderDon Mozingo19312019Mozingo Music, FounderTerry Nelson19372019Young Chang Piano, Salesman, TrainerGordon O'Hara19572019RETAIL UP!, CEO and Managing Partner Ric Ocasek19492019Musician, Product EndorserAlan R.Pearlman19252019ARP Instruments Inc., FounderMorton Pearson19222019Pearson Piano Company, OwnerAspen Pittman19482019Groove Tubes, FounderJoyce Porras19282019Reynald's Music Store, OwnerBill Powers19532018CBI Cables , Senior Account Executive Mike "Roberts" Rabuazzo19602018Connecticut Music, Co-OwnerLeon Redbone19492019Studio MusicianBill Reglein19482019jj Babbitt Company, Inc., President Emil Richards19322019Musican, Method Book AuthorJohn Robbins19642019Sound EngineerAlan Rogan19512019Touring Guitar TechSteve Rook19602019JW Pepper, Vice President of Advertising ProductionHarry Rosenbloom19292019Medley Music, FounderPeggy Rosenthal19312019Baton Music, Co-OwnerTed Ross19472019Stagecraft, Sales ManagerReggie Rugley19612019Musican, Product EndorserDave Samuels19482019Musician, Method Book AuthorRay Santos19282019Composer, Music EducatorBob Saunders19412020Kaman Music Corporation, Former PresidentJoachim Schneider19392019Joachim Schneider & Sons, FounderBob Shriver19552019Yamaha Corporation of America, District Manager of Electronic KeyboardsJohn Simpson19422019Marshall Music, Woodwind Repair Technician Jim Slutz19372019NAMMYP Founder, Music Business ProfessorBrian Smith19732019Unitas Guitars, Luthier, FounderSteve Lincoln Smith19592019Innovative Music Australis Pty Ltd, FounderGerry Stickells19422019Tour ManagerLarry Taylor19422019Musician, SongwriterRuss Thomas19412019Thomas Music, Inc., FounderPreston Thompson19562019Preston Thompson Guitars, FounderRobin Tolleson19562019Modern Drummer, WriterPeter Tork19422019Musician, SongwriterBernie Tormé19522019Musician, Barnroom Studios, FounderRon Tunks19492019RT Sales, FounderHarvey Vogel19362019Lone Star Percussion, FounderVickie Volesky19582019Yamaha Corporation of America, Former District ManagerCarl Volkwein19382019Volkwein's Music, Former PresidentCharles Walter19272019Charles R. Walter Pianos, FounderKen Warmoth19512019Warmoth Guitars, FounderMarc Weiss19412019Lighting DesignerParham Werlein19212019Werlein's For Music, Former PresidentBonnie Wilcher19492018Owensboro Music Center, PartnerKeith Wilhelm19632019Backbeat Music Company, OwnerAllee Willis19472019Songwriter Ernie Winfrey19422019Recording EngineerMac Wiseman19252019Musician, SongwriterIzzy Young19292019Folklore Center, FounderReggie Young19362019Studio Musician, Product Endorser

#Namm#2020NAMM#Deceased#Memorial#TributeSpcl thanks NAMM Historians Dan Del Fiorentino, MIke Mullens, Ashley Allison 

Publication date

 2020-02-07

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  NAMM Tribute, Musicians, Instrument makers, Memorial, Deceased Musicians, International Music Community

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TV Guidance Counselor Episode 652: Irene Bremis and Frank Conniff

February 26 - March 3, 1972

RETURNING guests to the show comedians Irene Bremis (watch her special Sweetie) and TV's Frank Conniff join Ken this week.

Ken, Irene and Frank discuss growing up in New York, the horrors of Staten Island, good pizza, racism, Mary Tyler Moore, Sherlock Holmes cigarettes, Doral Cigarettes, True Cigarettes, killing women, Rain Barrell, questionable protein stains, fabric softener, The Old Man Who Cried Wolf, movies vs tv series, where Irene and Frank met, Brian Denehy, the map of Ireland on Frank's face, Maureen O'Hara, psychic detectives, Saturday night death slots, MTM productions, strong women, Maude, how awful Bill Cosby is, dying on stage, Bob Hope, Dana Gould, Bing Crosby and Friends, women's lib, Ear Stoppies, wigs, Rowan & Martin, Gene Hackman, Jerry Stiller, Anne Meara, comic comradery, Sid & Marty Kroft, Hart to Hart, the show with the woman, James Garner, Left Behind, Kirk, Christians, losing your mind, cycle cell anemia, Greeks, Cannon, William Conrad, MeTV, It Takes a Thief, Carson, Serling, meeting Dick Cavet, Adam 12, Dick Clark, Hellzapoppin the TV series, Dom DeLuise, George Wallace, working on Sabrina, That Girl, Cannonball Run, Eddie Murphy, Red Foxx, Sandford and Son, Soap, Room 222, and watching MeTV at 2am.