#Michael Tyler

[tomorrowusa]

« Trump has always mistakenly believed he would never face consequences for breaking the law for his own personal gain. But today’s verdict does not change the fact that the American people face a simple reality. There is still only one way to keep Donald Trump out of the Oval Office: at the ballot box. Convicted felon or not, Trump will be the Republican nominee for president. »

— Michael Tyler, communications director for the Biden-Harris campaign, at POLITICO.

A small number of independent voters may drop Trump from consideration but we should not count on that to keep the Orange Felon from winning. Trump won in 2016 despite the Access Hollywood tape; don't depend on non-electoral events to deliver us from Trump.

It's up to us to register and vote and make sure that like minded people do so as well.

I Will Vote

[dontmeantobepoliticalbut]

President Joe Biden’s campaign knocked former President Donald Trump on the third anniversary of the Jan. 6, 2021, Capitol attack for refusing to sign an Illinois loyalty oath that says he won’t advocate to overthrow the government.

The WBEZ/Chicago Sun-Times reported Saturday that Trump did not voluntarily sign the loyalty oath this year when he and his campaign registered for the primary ballot in Illinois. The former president signed the oath in 2016 and 2020.

Candidates who sign the oath – including Biden and Florida Gov. Ron DeSantis – attest that they “do not directly or indirectly teach or advocate the overthrow of the government of the United States or of this state or any unlawful change in the form of the governments thereof by force or any unlawful means.”

It also requires candidates to attest that they do not support communism or affiliate with communist organizations. The oath is “a vestige of the red-baiting era of the former U.S. Sen. Joseph McCarthy in the 1950s,” according to WBEZ/Chicago Sun-Times.

“Donald Trump can’t bring himself to sign a piece of paper saying he won’t attempt a coup to overthrow our government,” said Michael Tyler, communications director for the Biden campaign, in a statement Saturday. “We know he’s deadly serious, because three years ago today he tried and failed to do exactly that.”

Former President Donald Trump addresses the audience during a campaign event Saturday, Jan. 6, 2024, at the DMACC Conference Center in Newton.

Trump faces a federal criminal indictment for his alleged efforts to overturn the 2020 election. The former president and 18 of his allies also face an indictment in Georgia for allegedly conspiring to change the outcome of the 2020 election and violating the state’s Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations, or RICO Act.

The Trump campaign did not explain why the candidate did not sign the oath, but instead issued a statement predicting the former president would defeat Biden at the polls.

[plumbogs]

Gretchen certainly seems to be up to something. No longer living in a sewer grate has done wonders for her motivation levels.

Michael doesn't really find anything suspicious going on. Just like, two days ago he was rambling about how he didn't really think he was one to settle down. Free spirit and all that. He's pretty certain Gretchen's the one, though.

Whatever she gets into while he's sleeping, whenever he's awake she gets to tidying up. Those human woman guides she read said something about doing menial cleaning tasks in exchange for trust, and she is pretty bent on getting Michael to trust her.

He's glad to leave behind a lot of messes, though.

Despite her success in convincing a fellow regular human to trust her, she misses the social circle she obtained from the prime location of the sewer grate. She gets a bit lonely pretty easily.

She takes charge of the phone to invite over one of her friends. Camila shows up as well, but she didn't have much going on aside from becoming best friends with Michael.

The friend is offput by Michael immediately bringing up Gundam.

Despite the thrill of meeting such a powerful human deity, Gretchen has to say no.

The other upside of sharing a house is that Michael is glad to distract and be distracted by houseguests while she gets back to whatever it is she's doing.

[morganablenewsmedia]

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[educationaldm]

You probably know that I love these videos. A Roman Historian rates movie Roman battles. I learn a lot of the reality of combat, some of which brings a little realism to my games.

[nicknelosn]

GOOD OMENS (2019-) 2.01 | DOCTOR WHO (2005-) 2.11

[casmybelovedass]

NEVER shutting up about this.

[tofupixel]

some of the portraits i made over 23/24 for practise :--3

i used to run a weekly portrait club where we would all draw the same person and take requests but i got too tired :'--)

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[nimmie-nugget]

CONFESSION!!

“…you like me? Tough shit..” He muttered under his breath as his cheeks turned pink.

“I guess we could give it a try…” He said to you, a hand on your shoulder.

-Wanderer, Katsuki Bakugo, Dabi, Michael Afton(Teen), Sanemi Shinazugawa, Iguro Obanai, Tyler Hernandez, Muichiro Tokito(Before S3). /+Your Favourites

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[hrefna-the-raven]

Promise

Horror masterlist - Masterlist - Misc. masterlist

RZ Michael Myers x female nurse reader

Words: 1296

Warnings: strangely none (considering that it's a Myers oneshot^^)

Notes: this has been sitting in my drafts for 3 months now and I still feel weird for posting it, I personnally don't like this oneshot but maybe someone out there might enjoy it, so here you go ����

Summary: you seem to be the only person who's able to communicate with Michael

Reader: short female reader in mind, but no specific descriptions are used

"These eyes will deceive you. They will destroy you. They will take from you your innocence, your pride, and eventually your soul. These eyes do not see what you and I see. Behind these eyes one finds only blackness, the absence of light."

Those were Doctor Loomis' words about the most feared patient within Smith's Grove Sanitarium and everyone agreed...everyone except you. That's why you found yourself in the middle of the observation room, with Michael towering over you. You were waiting for the doctor to arrive, alone except for the guards outside who kept a vigilant watch on the two of you through the door's window. You should have been afraid of him but you weren't as you were probably the only human being within these walls who saw something else within Michael's eyes, a bittersweet sadness you were all too familiar with. You gestured for him to sit down, he hesitated for a moment before complying. Even while sitting, he still loomed over you, so you approached him cautiously, careful not to make any sudden movements.

"May I touch it?", you asked in a soft voice, settling yourself in front of him while pointing at his mask, "I promise I won't remove it. It's just...beautiful...and I'd like to get a closer look."

His icy blue eyes gazed at you, displaying a faint hint of contemplation, yet without uttering a single word or making any movement. You waited patiently, but since there was no response after a minute, you made the decision to proceed. Your delicate fingers grazed over the papier-mâché mask, brushing away a few strands of his long blond hair and delicately tucking them behind his ear. His breath hitched the moment you briefly touched his skin and a grin spread across your lips. Your hand now found his head, patting it sweetly while humming a happy melody. His breaths grew heavier and his head tilted, leaning in against your touch. Your gaze shifted from his disheveled hair to his eyes, and you found yourself getting lost in the dilated pupils that slowly engulfed the blue around them. Beneath the darkness of murder and madness, there still existed a little boy who longed for love, family, or even just a simple human connection.

"Nurse!"

The metallic clanking of the opening door and Loomis' voice startled you and your hand instinctively retreated as your eyes wandered to the doctor.

"You're needed elsewhere, I'll take it from here", he said softly yet assertively, taking a seat in front of Michael.

As you tried to turn around, you sensed a firm grasp on your wrist. Michael's fingers were wrapped around it tightly, keeping you in place as his pleading eyes found yours. Despite the intensity of his grip and the fact that he had already taken the life of a nurse, you felt an overwhelming sense of tranquility. Leaning closer to him, you gently attempted to pry his fingers away from your wrist.

"I'll be back as soon as I can", you whispered, a smile gracing your lips, "I'll drop by your room if it's too late, I promise."

Finally, he released his hold on you, and for a fleeting moment, a glimmer of hope flickered in his eyes, his hand rising slowly to wave at you. It didn't feel right to leave, but there was no other choice. As the door closed behind you, you stole one last glance through the window, your heart heavy at the sight of Michael's lingering gaze while Loomis scribbled something down in his notebook almost frantically.

It was finally the end of your shift but as you changed out of your uniform, your thoughts drifted back to Michael, the commitment you had made hanging over you like a menacing shadow. Hanging the uniform in your locker, you made your way through the hallways.

"Aren't you supposed to be home by now?", Cruz asked, mopping the floor around Michael's room.

"Yes but I made a promise", you replied, offering him a polite smile as you paused at the door, gently knocking and waiting.

Despite not being alone, the hallway felt eerie. The dirty white walls seemed to stretch out into an infinite torment as your gaze wandered down to the floor, all the way to the end. A sudden thud at the door made you jump, eyes darting towards the barred window where you discovered Michael peering back at you through his mask. As your heartbeat calmed down a bit, the corners of your mouth turned into a gentle smile and you placed a hand on the side of the window.

"See? I promised you I'd be back."

Cruz chuckled and stepped up beside you, slowly unlocking the door.

"Be careful", he whispered, twisting the key in the lock, "he's dangerous but I still believe it would be more personal and easier to greet him without the barrier of a solid metal door. Saw you two this afternoon, I believe it'll do Mikey some good, if you're good to him, he's good to you...in his own way."

With an encouraging smile, he pushed open the door and stepped aside. Michael remained motionless, his eyes fixed on your form as you cautiously entered his room. A gasp escaped your lips when you beheld the walls adorned with the many masks he had crafted over the past fifteen years. It felt surreal, like you'd just fell into another, darker, realm of mysteries and twisted wonders. Tentatively, you took a few steps closer, running your fingers along one of the masks hanging just above his desk. It stood inbetween all the colours as jt was painted all in white with cut-out eyes and a subtle dark gray line at the bottom resembling lips while the top was made of different black papier-mâché strands which gave the face less of a creepy and more of that weird out-of-bed hair look, eliciting a small giggle from you. Before you could react, a hand reached over your shoulder, plucking the mask from the wall and presenting it to you. You took it, careful to not damage it and turned around, your fingers nervously toyed with the loose coloured paper strands.

"For me?", you asked almost in a whisper.

Michael simply nodded and walked back to his bed, sitting down on the edge. You weren't sure if you should say or do anything else. The bond that was forming between the two of you was unusual and extraordinary. The silent killer and his nurse, an unexpected connection that blossomed like a foreign flower in the midst of a desert. 

"I...uh...need to get home now but I'll see you tomorrow", you offered him a smile, "and thanks for this. I love it and it'll get a special place at home."

You held up the mask before turning away, walking past Cruz who locked the door once again.

"I don't understand what it is with you but Mikey likes you, usually no one is allowed to touch anything in that room, not even me."

"Well maybe it's because I see a bit more in him than just the mindless killer everyone else believes him to be", you shrugged your shoulders, heading down the hallway with Cruz following behind you.

You felt his hand on your shoulder, forcing you to stop just as you were about to pass the last door of this floor.

"Whatever you see in him, don't forget what he has done", Cruz urged, "for your own sake."

The warden's words carried a subtle acknowledgement of the harsh reality, yet they were delivered with a touch of kindness. He seemed to be the only other person, apart from you, in this place who believed that there was more to Michael than just brutality and an unnerving silence.

Part 2 - Mask

[tomorrowusa]

« Yesterday was Memorial Day. It’s a good time to reflect on how Americans fought and died so that we may enjoy the freedoms guaranteed to us by a Democratic government, a government that as President Lincoln said, “of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the Earth.” Under Trump, this kind of government will perish from the Earth. I don’t mean to scare you. No, no, wait. Maybe I do mean to scare you. If Trump returns to the White House, you can kiss these freedoms goodbye that we all take for granted. And elections? Forget about it. That’s over. That’s done. If he gets in, I can tell you right now, he will never leave. He will never leave. You know that — he will never leave. »

— Robert De Niro Tuesday at a press conference warning about a Trump second term outside the NYC courthouse where Trump is on trial. See the entire event on the video below.

De Niro is a native New Yorker – unlike most of the Congressional MAGA flunkies who flew up to NYC with their matching red neckties to display public fealty to the Dear Leader. De Niro didn't take shit from one MAGA zombie. The whole thing was all very New York.

With De Niro were Harry Dunn and Michael Fanone, two of the police officers who were injured defending the US Capitol from pro-Trump terrorists on January 6th.

The event started off with comments from Biden-Harris communications director Michael Tyler. When giving his personal opinion of Trump, De Niro went further than the Biden campaign may have anticipated; although De Niro had a script, he didn't feel obliged to constantly stick to it. 🙂

[inezrable]

If I had a nipple for every time david tennant played a queer immortal in love with a blonde that he's separated from, I would have just the usual two and Shadwell would have no reason to suspect me of being a witch

[plumbogs]

Michael wakes up in the morning and heads off to work in a pretty great mood.

Then he comes home and makes the most pathetic face after realizing he has to clean up after his dinner last night.

As a reward, he asks Gretchen out on a date. He's thinking strategically. If he takes her out to dinner now, he can eventually convince her to move in and have double income and eventually hire a maid. Or she might be more willing to handle dishes.

He takes her to the only place to eat in town that isn't a dive bar.

Unlike Mary, he can actually afford to pay for a dinner. Apparently both he and Gretchen have expensive tastes and wanted the lobster. Whatever. It was at least going to fill him... until this stupid fucking teenager stole his plate right in front of him?

Not cool.

Michael isn't about to let this alien chick know that sort of thing would bother him. He can totally afford to pay for someone else's lobster. He's so wealthy. Sure she's already seen the inside of his house but like, that's minimalism. Besides, when he asked her where SHE lives she just shrugged and said it's a nice spot around the sewer grate by the river.

She lives here now. And they're official.

She just had to bring over some of her personal items from that sewer grate she lives in. Michael didn't really ask what they were for. It's none of his business. She said she works as a "Home Video Editor", which sounds like a perfectly regular human job to him. Besides, it looks cool.

[jetslay]

DC Super-Heroes by John Cassaday.

Rest in peace!

[sweeetestcurse]

Tyler Mane as Michael Myers in Halloween (2007) 09/??