#The Mark Gordon Company

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'Source Code' - Like 'Groundhog Day' But with a Shorter Time Span

The best way to describe “Source Code?” It is “Groundhog Day” crossed with “Quantum Leap.” It stars Jake Gyllenhaal as Captain Colter Stevens, an army helicopter pilot who has been assigned to a mission which has him looking for a bomber who blew up a Chicago bound train and killed everyone onboard. The movie’s title refers to a special program which allows him to enter the body of one of the…

[astrolovecosmos]

Saturn in Aries: “Scars fade with time. And the ones that never go away, well, they build character, maturity, caution.” ― Erin McCarthy

Saturn in Taurus: “Maturity, one discovers, has everything to do with the acceptance of ‘not knowing.” ― Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

Saturn in Gemini: “Don't you understand that we need to be childish in order to understand? Only a child sees things with perfect clarity, because it hasn't developed all those filters which prevent us from seeing things that we don't expect to see.” ― Douglas Adams

Saturn in Cancer: “Childhood isn't just those years. It's also the opinions you form about them afterward. That's why our childhoods are so long.” ― Kim Stanley Robinson

Saturn in Leo: “In the end, it's a mental maturity to let your best come out.” ― Lindsey Vonn

Saturn in Virgo: “If you’re any good at all, you know you can be better.” ― Lindsay Buckingham

Saturn in Libra: “Maturity implies otherness... The art of living is the art of living with.” ― Julius Gordon

Saturn in Scorpio: “To live with fear and not be afraid is the final test of maturity.” ― Edward Weeks

Saturn in Sagittarius: “Sometimes problems don’t require a solution to solve them; instead they require maturity to outgrow them.” ― Steve Maraboli

Saturn in Capricorn: “Maturity is when you stop complaining and making excuses in your life; you realize everything that happens in life is a result of the previous choice you’ve made and start making new choices to change your life.” ― Roy T. Bennett

Saturn in Aquarius: “Being popular or not, having company or being alone, are not issues of concern for the developed soul.” ― Donna Goddard

Saturn in Pisces: “There are many forms of love as there is moments in time, and you are capable of feeling them all at different stages of your life.” ― Shannon Alder

[koiiiji]

random windbreaker headcanons

tw : no, kinda cute, x reader not included

⊹ Wooin believe in mbti types, if it says that someones mbti type doesn’t match with his, he will believe it.

⊹ Hyok ultimate stand is pokemon. he wants to be pokemon.

⊹ Harry actually dog enjoyer who prefers animals to people bc they are loud and use doping. and dogs don’t use doping. Noah always argues with him bc actually cats are cooler.

⊹ Mahon was super naive person in some ways. like it was enough to say something with straight, serious face and he will believe it.

⊹ Sangho drink water or strong alcohol like whiskey, vodka, soju or something that have degree higher than 30°. nothing else. it always either water or alcohol. and he hates cocktails. if u guy who drinks cocktails u r gay, his honest opinion, i just asked him!!

⊹ Juhwan actually have a shark. there is an app, where you can “buy” a shark and you can see its location. so Juhwan owns two sharks, their names is Bobby and Sam. he was really upset when Bobbys tracker lost and he can’t see his shark anymore :( Bobby was his favorite one

⊹ deep inside Juwon really lonely person, so partly he actually enjoys that he have Vinny’s company and at some, really rare moments actually think about him as his younger brother (then he have a call from his partners from dark business and everything goes back)

⊹ Juwon actually get tied of people really fast, so he doesn’t really have friends, only business partners like Sangho and some people like Umi, who was with him in university

⊹ TJ have tiktok playlist that contains hard brazilian phonk, the ones from epic anime edits, and he listen it in headphones and imagine himself as an anime hero

⊹ Minu was questionable about his preferences. before he met Mia he always spent biggest part of his time with boys from zephyrus and June, and he wasn’t interested in girls around him. he used to think maybe he had a crush on Vinny or June.

⊹ Aria really enjoys history classes and have best marks at this subject.

⊹ Vinny doesn’t understand concept of dating. like you just met random people and start see each other every day and then maybe marry and have kids? are you insane? you just see random person and think “oh u cool, u r my boyfriend/girlfriend now”. he genuinely think people are weird.

⊹ Shelly 100% high fashion enjoyer and maybe even wanted to be a model, but she is not tall enough, so before coming to Korea she was insecure about her height.

⊹ aside from apples Hajun enjoys cucumbers. they are like apples in vegetables world.

⊹ Kaneshiro hates iqos. same with sangho, either normal cigarettes or pipe with tobacco. no third option.

⊹ Jay Jo enjoy Gordon Ramsay shows. especially old “kitchen nightmares” where he travels across US and mock cafe owners.

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[Start ID: 4 pages of HLVRAI narrative doodles following the Science Team's reaction to Gordon in the Mark V HEV Suit, AKA the one with the orange hip pieces.

Gordon pushes Benrey's head away from him and holds him at arm's length in tired response to Benrey's continuous prodding at the hip pieces on his HEV suit. This interaction is from a later part in the timeline as implied by Gordon already having a gun-arm. Gordon sighs: "Quit touchin' it, man." Benrey, sitting on the floor, resumes his prodding undeterred with a grin. Next to this is the start of the narrative doodles from an earlier part in the timeline, when the team enters the Black Mesa Locker Room. Benrey speaks as he's walking away from Gordon and towards the further end of the room: "why're you, why're you runnin' around with your hips accentuated like that? that's a workplace violation." He then shoots a pigeon perched on a locker room bench. Gordon holds a palm up facing Benrey in a "stop" sign, silent for a moment in disbelief before saying: "Don't look at me if you're gonna be having those thoughts."

Tommy walks up next to Gordon, saying: "But Mr Freeman, you're not- It says "no revealing clothing" in the labs dress code." Gordon gives him a confused look: "…I am in the HEV suit. Tommy, I am-" Gordon grabs Tommy by the arm, startling the taller man and continues: "There's barely any part of me that is exposed!" "Oh dear," Dr Coomer says, a hand to his chest, "Gordon, that is no way to dress in this facility. It'd do you good to change into something more appropriate."

"Wuh- HOW IS THIS MY FAULT? You're objectifying me!!" Gordon yells, arms spread in exasperation. Tommy clarifies: "It's lab safety!" Gordon ignores him, voice overlapping: "I am- this is LITERALLY the company suit, the one DESIGNED for me to do MY JOB! Take your qualms up with the designers or something!" Behind them, Benrey opens a locker door labelled with the name "Roswell" on it and looks in, remarking: "oh yo, they've got pictures in here." Gordon composes himself a bit: "Look, if I told a co-worker that her…" he stutters, stalling, "I dunno! That her skirt was too short or…something, and I told her to go change, you would chew me out for it." Dr Coomer cuts in, displeased with Gordon's behaviour in the made-up scenario: "Gordon, that is uncalled for." Gordon turns back to him, jabbing a hand in his direction: "SEE?! Yeah, like that! Why am I different??"

Dr Coomer tuts at Gordon, wagging a finger: "Now now, Gordon, that's no way to treat a co-worker. Clothing comes secondary to the good work we all do here. Do try to be more professional." Gordon is nearly at the end of his rope: "It. That was an EXAMPLE. Of what y'all were doing to me." He throws his arms up in the air, exclaiming: "Coomer, you said so yourself! Don't put words into my mouth-" Tommy interjects, rubbing his hands in discomfort: "Mr Freeman, that's against the Code of Conduct. I'm gonna have to report you to HR, uh, for workplace harassment." Gordon lets out a strained wheeze of laughter, dropping his head into his hands. He looks back up and gasps for air, letting a hand slide down his face. He mutters, on the verge of hysterics: "I'm being framed. I'm being framed for something I didn't do." "Oh, I DO love a good frame!" Dr Coomer reponds, obliviously chipper. A string of calm blue sweet voice floats in from off-screen and pelts Gordon in the shoulder. /End ID.]

Happy HLVRAI Youtube release day (falls into a hole, yelling)

[coimbrabertone]

Bottlegate and Cola Wars, I Can't Take it Anymore!

A few weeks ago, I wrote a blogpost about the Viceroy rule in NASCAR, and one thing I cut from it was a brief discussion of the Cola Wars in NASCAR. This week, I'm tackling that issue, along with its sports drink offshoot: the bottle wars between Gatorade and Powerade.

So, to review from the Viceroy blog, while NASCAR banned sponsors that clashed with series sponsors, it did not ban competing sponsorships among different teams - in fact, it encouraged it. Thus, Pepsico got involved with Hendrick Motorsports quite famously, initially with a number of Jeff Gordon Pepsi cars, and more recently with Mountain Dew cars from the likes of Dale Earnhardt Jr. and Chase Elliott.

That came to an end after 2020, and come 2023, Chase Elliott would be scooped up by the competition: the Coca-Cola Family of Drivers.

Peaking in the late 90s/early 2000s, the Coke family once consisted of (circa 2003/2004) Steve Park, Dale Earnhardt Jr., Michael Waltrip, Bobby Labonte, Tony Stewart, Bill Elliott, Ricky Rudd, John Andretti, Kyle Petty, Kevin Harvick, Dale Jarrett, Elliott Sadler, Greg Biffle, Kurt Busch, and Jeff Burton.

That's the entire three-car lineup of Dale Earnhardt Inc., both JGR cars, both Petty Enterprises cars, both Yates cars, the Wood Brothers car, Kevin Harvick who succeeded the late Dale Earnhardt at RCR, and 60% of the Roush Racing lineup.

Coke wasn't fucking around.

Unfortunately, Pepsi had Jeff Gordon.

Well, they also sponsored Jeremy Mayfield with Mountain Dew at this time, plus Pepsi/Gatorade had deals with Jeff's Hendrick Motorsports teammates (most prominently Jimmie Johnsons) as well as the other two Roush drivers in the form of Matt Kenseth and Mark Martin, plus Ryan Newman of Penske, but Jeff Gordon is the most relevant one for the first part of this story.

That's because the Cola Wars in NASCAR came to a head at Daytona International Speedway on July 3rd, 2004 for the Pepsi 400.

Coca-Cola was promoting their new Coca-Cola C2 (essentially a soda halfway between Coke and Diet Coke by the sounds of it) brand, and they sponsored an armada of cars in this race:

John Andretti in the DEI #1 Chevy,

Greg Biffle (who won the 2003 Pepsi 400) in the Roush National Guard #16 Ford.

Tony Stewart in the Joe Gibbs Racing Home Depot #20 Chevy.

Ricky Rudd in the Wood Brothers #21 Ford.

Kevin Harvick in the RCR GM Goodwrench #29 Chevy.

Kurt Busch in the Roush Sharpie #97 Ford.

Bill Elliott in his self-owned #98 Dodge.

and Jeff Burton in the Roush #99 Ford.

Coke had eight bullets in the gun to steal the thunder right out from Pepsi's flagship race - in what Pepsico pointed out was a blatant marketing stunt - however, like I said...Pepsi had Jeff Gordon.

John Andretti would crash out, Greg Biffle would end up a lap down, Jeff Burton in twenty-sixth, Bill Elliott eighteenth, Ricky Rudd seventeenth, Kevin Harvick fourteenth, while Tony Stewart in fifth and Kurt Busch in fourth were closest to pulling off Coke's marketing upset.

Unfortunately, none of them could stop Jeff Gordon from winning from pole in his DuPont/Pepsi #24 for Hendrick Motorsports.

It was the biggest moment of the Cola Wars, but 2004 had another Pepsi vs. Coke battle going on at the same time: Bottlegate.

You see, despite the Viceroy rule normally stopping this kind of stuff, in 2004, NASCAR decided to have Gatorade (Pepsi) sponsor victory lane, while Powerade (Coke) bottles would be placed on the roof of the winning cars. How the hell was this allowed to happen? Well, despite the France family running both NASCAR and the International Speedway Corporation, at this time, NASCAR had a deal with Coke and ISC had a deal with Pepsi - the same people in the guise of two different companies signed deals with two rival brands. Of course this was going to cause issues.

Pepsi did not want their drivers in their victory lane photographed with bottles of a Coca-cola owned sports drink.

Thus, Bottlegate began.

Matt Kenseth, Mark Martin, Ryan Newman, Jeff Gordon, and Jimmie Johnson were all sponsored by Pepsi, thus, as soon as they got out of the car in victory lane, they would punch and/or sweep the bottles off the roof, instantly getting Coke products out of the pictures...which pissed off Coca-cola a lot.

They were paying good money just to see drivers knock over their product!

So, after the Pepsi 400, with the aforementioned embarrassment of Coca-cola, NASCAR made a rule banning drivers from punching the bottles off the cars.

Coke drivers won the next two races with Tony Stewart winning at Chicagoland and Kurt Busch winning at New Hampshire.

But then Pepsi's Jimmie Johnson won at Pocono on August 1st.

Well, instead of punching the bottles, Jimmie calmly got out of the car, received a giant cardboard Lowe's sign from someone on his crew, and placed it in front of the Powerade bottles.

I love this stuff, this is generational pettiness over here, the Coke guys and the Pepsi guys each trying to make the other brand look bad, it's great!

Unfortunately, Coke and NASCAR didn't seem to think so, because Jimmie Johnson was fined $10,000 over the sign incident.

So yeah, this was NASCAR in the 2000s, where corporate money was everywhere and there were enough sponsorships going around that the drivers, the tracks, and the series all had separate deals to have to worry about. Hell, three Roush drivers were with Coke and the other two were with Pepsi - compare that to nowadays where the vending machines at RFK Racing are from Fastenal.

How the hell am I supposed to drink a wrench?

[idontknowreallywhy]

Little WIP of random Thursdayness

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The faintest throat clearance from behind spoke of a brother needing to interrupt but not wanting to interrupt. Virgil transitioned from the runs of chromatic semiquavers into something spacious and light to invite his brother to start a conversation.

“Virg?” There we go. Worked every time. Alan shuffled into view alongside the stool.

“Yeah Allie?”

There was a pause. Virgil cocked an eyebrow at his brother who immediately looked at the floor and scuffed at a barely noticeable mark.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what do you need?”

Alan began to pace back and forth along the length of the piano, precisely the way his eldest brother would when trying to marshal adequate words to express something difficult.

“Do you ever just get a Feeling that something’s… off?”

Virgil held back the urge to give comedic examples of Grandma’s cooking or any time spent in the company of a grinning Gordon because he was suddenly getting that exact Feeling and it was flowing off his little brother like dry ice.

“I do. Have you got any idea what’s caused it for you?”

The pacing intensified then Alan stopped suddenly and looked around before dropping his voice:

“So, I have this friend… she… uh, she’s an online friend…” he drifted off and looked at the floor again.

Virgil forcibly suppressed the temptation to jump to the kind of conclusion that would prompt either a patronising big brotherly grin or something akin to the Spanish Inquisition. He decided it was safest to keep his verbal contribution to a minimum.

“Okay?”

“I think she might be in trouble…”

[jaesqueso]

Golden Hour (m)

pairing: playboy!mark x female!reader

summary: you decide it’s your turn to have a slice of mark, but he’s the one who’s been cooking you up

word count: 2,075

warnings: teasing, oral sex, protected sex, some crack cause this is a mark fic after all

a/n: it’s been a long time coming but here it is! (I hope my mark era dies off a little bit now because I can’t take it anymore 🥵) I hope ya’ll enjoy it ❤

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

Your body sways to the music as sensually as you can. Between the sweaty bodies on the dance floor, you see him, surrounded by three girls that came out of nowhere. Cheeky smiles, fake laughs and not so innocent touches. You’re fuming, but you can’t blame them, Mark Lee knows what he’s got and has no plan to hide it. You can tell by those tight leather pants and half unbuttoned silk shirt showing a glimpse of his chest that has been teasing you all night.

From the moment he walked into the restaurant, half an hour late making everybody wait as usual, you knew tonight was the night you’d get your share of the playboy. As dinner went on you almost reconsidered your choice by watching him be so picky on the food and with the staff, like he is a chef himself. Hell, the boy couldn’t even cook an egg to save his life, for Gordon’s sake. Sometimes you don’t even know how you can be friends with someone like him, but somehow you try to remember the old days, before the lavish lifestyle, when he was just Dorky Markie.

When the party moved to the Golden Hour, the must luxurious club in town, you knew that’s where you’d make your move, but he sure isn’t making your life any easy. Clamming he needs him a “real freak tonight” and asking the ladies to wait for him as he steps inside, Mark hasn’t had one minute alone. But then the stars align and this one song starts playing.

Back in college, in a drunk game somebody ask him what was the hottest song to dance to and this one was it. Focusing your eyes on him, you start your one woman show, that you may or may not have rehearsed thousands of times in your room, lip syncing to every words like you wrote it yourself.

It takes him a while but he finally notices your impatient eyes and the way you move your hips. As if enchanted by your body, Mark leaves the girls rolling their eyes as he makes his way to you, quickly matching your moves. You dance as close to him as you can, guiding his hands to your sides where he takes opportunity to explore a little.

Turning around, you make sure your ass is glued to his crotch as you roll your hips. You can feel his heavy breathing on the crook of your neck, making you close your eyes with a smile as you feel yourself closer to your goal.

When the song changes into an equality sexy one, you wait to see if he moves on to another random girl, or girls, but to your surprise he doesn’t. His hands hold your body with desire, not showing any signs of letting go.

“I knew you’d eventually give in.” His lips gently touch your ear as he speaks.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You play innocent.

“Oh, we’re playing that game?” He chuckles. “Alright then.”

“I thought you already had company for tonight.” You nod at the girls who are clearly gossiping about you.

“Those those three?” He snorts, rolling his eyes. “They’re just an appetiser. When it’s all said and done, I want you.”

Quickly you turn around and look into his eyes. Is he serious or is this some sort or trick from the play book? His expression looks sincere, for a moment you see the sweet Mark you once met, the Mark you’ve been secretly crushing on all these years. For a moment you see the Mark you always wanted to kiss. So you do.

You’re not usually this forward but he definitely seems to like the sudden approach by the way his hands pull your waist to him, bodies impossible close as your mouths move in sync on a passionate intense kiss.

When you part, both of you are breathless, like you kissed for hours. Or maybe simply because you did something you both have been longing to do but too afraid to take the risk.

“Do you want to get out of here?” Mark suggests, clearly cooking something up.

“Really?” You hear it but you almost can’t believe it.

“Yeah. You see, I got a big… Hm…” Taking your hand, he places it right on the bulge growing on his pants. “I got a really big problem…”

“Oh my…” You gulp, it does seem like a huge problem. “I guess we better go fix it.”

“Good girl.” Rolling your eyes, you take his hand and lead him to the exit.

Once outside he’s quick to grab a cab to take you both to his place. You kind of feel bad for the driver that has to endure what’s happening in the back seat, but you can hardly keep your hands off of each other. The way to his apartment is equally troubled, but you don’t want to leave space for him to change his mind about what’s about to happen, now that you got a taste of him you just need more. But as you enter his place, you can’t help notice the peculiar decoration.

“I’m kind of obsessed with myself.” He smirks nodding at the several photoshoot posters of him on the walls.

“I can see that…” You cringe a little bit inside. “But how about we change the focus for tonight?”

Slowly you start to undo the dress you carefully choose for tonight. Blue, his favorite color. The thin fabric falls to your feet, leaving you bare in front of him. It’s been a long time since you’ve seen Mark speechless, he always seems to have a smartass comeback to everything these days, but right now no words seem to come out of his mouth as he admires your body, jaw slightly hanging.

“What do you say, Mark?” You try to keep your cool, but suddenly wondering if you’re being too forward.

“I say…” His expression finally warms up back into a smirk. “Let the feast begin.”

Embraced again into a heated kiss, he lifts your body, that instantly wraps around his, and carries you to his bedroom. You get thrown into the mattress, landing perfectly in the middle, head on the pillows. Standing in the end of the bed, he licks his lips before diving into you.

A trail of kisses goes down from your lips down to your legs as his hands trace your curves. Gently he spreads your tights and lowers his face right in front of your throbbing core. Taking a deep breath you prepare yourself to feel his mouth on your wetness but nothing happens. Looking down you notice he has his eyes closed and hands together almost like he is… Praying?

“Mark?” You raise an eyebrow. “What are you-”

“You should always say grace before your meal.” He glances up at you with a smirk. “Bon appétit.”

His lips finally connect with your clit, licking and sucking like he hasn’t had a meal for days. Rolling your eyes, your hands grasp the sheets as moans fly out your mouth. His tongue traces intricate shapes between your folds making you lose your mind as you squirm in the sheets.

Holding your hips in place, Mark keeps devouring your pussy like he’s in a buffet. If only you’d known his head game was this strong, you would’ve made this happen a long time a go, he may be cocky but he sure knows what he’s doing.

When his fingers join the party, easily sliding inside your wet hole, you realise his mouth is not the only thing he’s remarkably skilled with. You wonder if he can fuck you as good as he can eat you out. But you don’t think about it for too long because with the way he massages just the right spot inside you along with the movements on your clit you don’t even sense your orgasm coming until you’re screaming his name.

After riding you off your high, he makes his way back up your body, mouths colliding with longing. Your hands wrap around his back and you notice he’s still fully clothed. Messily you ged rid of his shirt before your roll your bodies around, placing you on top of him.

“My turn.” You smirk as you take your time adorning his pecks and abs with kisses.

Slowly you undo his pants before your mouth reaches his happy trail. You miss calculated how hard it would be to get him out of those tight sexy pants, but after his help, in between laughs, he’s finally all in display.

You have no idea how the fabric didn’t give away trapping his big hard cock that stands tall in front of you, but you don’t really care about that now. Mark hisses when your tongue swipes on his tip, tasting the precum. Fuck, it’s delicious. He’s delicious.

Taking all of his length in your mouth, you almost choke once you reach the base, but the whiny sounds he makes give you strength to keep yourself together and start bobbing your head up and down.

Soon your throat gets used to the feeling of him and you fasten your pace on his dick. Your hands help out, one the base and another one showing his balls some love. Glancing up your delighted to see his face squirming in pleasure as his chest heaves.

You’re too enrolled on what your doing that you barely notice his hand tapping your shoulder to get you to stop. Releasing his dick with a pop, you look at him wondering if you’re doing something wrong.

“Come here.” He signals you to move up his body, which you quickly do. “I don’t want to cum in that pretty mouth of yours.”

“Why not?” You pout, making him smile.

“There’s somewhere else you’d rather cum in.” Grabbing your hips, he pulls you right on his lap, cock rubbing between your folds.

“Even better.” Smirking, you give him a sloppy desperate kiss as you start to align him with your entrance.

“Wait, wait.” Stopping you, Mark reaches his bedside table to pull out a condom. “I’ve been kind of a whore. Better safe than sorry.”

“You’re gross.” You roll your eyes. “But at least you’re responsible.”

Snatching the condom off his hands, you open it yourself and roll it down his length. Adjusting your position, you finally let yourself down on his cock, feeling every inch of him fill you up. Once you go all the way down, you both let out a shaky breath.

Steadily you start moving your hips. He watches your breasts bounce through half lidded eyes and you take his hands placing them on top of your mounds. Instantly he massages them as you ride him, moans and whines filling the air.

Mark starts to buck up against you and you know he must be getting close. You try to bounce faster but with another orgasm just around the corner your movements are sloppy and uneven.

Needing more, he suddenly sits up, making you fall back just a little as his arm wraps around your back. In this position, he’s able to control the speed, thrusting harder and faster, desperately chasing his high.

When he cums, you can sense the warmness inside you as his movements slow down. You slowly roll your body to ride off his high, thinking that even though you didn’t get a second go, this was still amazing. But apparently he was not finished.

You gasp when you feel Mark’s thumb on your clit moving in circles, his tired cock still buried inside you. Letting your head fall back, you mumble about how close you are, begging for him to keep going. And he does. Only stopping when your body starts trembling, making him hiss at the way you squeeze around his length.

Gently, he pulls your torso against him, holding your face in front of his to give you one final kiss before laying you both back down. With a sigh, you move out of his cock, sprawling your body next to his as you pant, mind hazy with pleasure.

“You know,” he takes off the condom, tying it up and throwing it away, “we live in a world that constantly tries to take you away from you. Everyone is being everyone but themselves. Here but not around. Wait, but what does that mean?”

“I have no fucking idea, Mark.”

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Getty Images… wasn’t Meghan trying to get together with some Getty billionaire?

Yes, there were rumors about Meghan and Gordon Getty in February/March 2023.

But Gordon Getty and Getty Images aren't connected beyond sharing the family name.

Gordon Getty is the fourth son of J. Paul Getty, who founded the Getty Oil company that the family gets their money from. He sold Getty Oil to Texaco in the 1980s and inherited the Getty trust from J. Paul when he died in 1976.

Getty Images was founded by Mark Getty, the son of J. Paul's third son (so Gordon's nephew). Getty Images was founded in 1994 and from everything I've read so far, Gordon Getty has nothing to do with Getty Images.

The Getty family does own a majority stake in Getty Images now, as of 2018ish and Mark Getty remains the chairman.

Anyway, Meghan and the Getty family is weird. It gets weirder the more you think about it. For instance, if Meghan wanted to influence Getty Images, then why go after Gordon and not Chairman Mark?

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'Bones and All' Movie and Blu-ray Review

The following review was written by Ultimate Rabbit correspondent, Tony Farinella. “Bones and All” is a film I must admit I was not familiar with until I heard of its upcoming release on Blu-ray.  After hearing about its premise and the actors involved, I was immediately interested in checking it out.  It is an intimate little film which is unique in the way it tells its love story, and it’s…

[localcanadiancreature62]

@aria-greenhoodie Enjoy. I hope you're glad from me subjecting you to your own handiwork of making me even more brainrotted about this show.

Father O'Pimm backstory: Father O'Pimm was born rich. His father Gordon O'Pimm is the wealthy owner of a successful jewelry company while his mother Barbara Mcnally is a prostitute whom his father paid to bang except oopsie she got pregers so now the fucked up priest is born. However Barbara didn't want anything to do with Tinsley as she wanted to sleep around as she pleased while not being tied to one person as keeping the child would mean she wouldn't have her fun anymore so she gave the child to Gordon as the man had to deal with a bastard child.

He legally changed the child's identity by changing his surname to be O'Pimm rather than Mcnally and changing his birth name Tinny to be Tinsley instead,further marking the boy as HIS child rather than that harlot woman's. Young O'Pimm was treated as a member of the higher class,despite constantly being abused by his father for being a failure of an heir by being too energetic and troublemaking,behavior unfit for a future heir to the O'Pimm Jewels company.

The abuse ranged from being smacked in the face,kicking him as he pitifully laid on the ground,making him sleep in the cold pouring rain despite having a luxury bedroom for him,and so on,and the worst part is that O'Pimm just wanted his father to love him. This abuse went on for the whole 10 years of O'Pimm's life until Gordon decided to sell him to some architect head in order to give the man another (slave) worker in exchange for 5 million dollars which is a pretty big deal to a medium wage architect. The architect head was a neglectful caretaker,as he never bothered to notice the boy's grave injuries from welding or metal work during construction,and he also raised the boy in poor conditions as he let the boy sleep in a small wooden hut with a floor mat as a bed and a cooler with frozen food as well as moldy soda for sustenance,a far cry from the luxurious life he used to lead.

O'Pimm was miserable as ever yet he worked hard and tried to be in the architect's good graces in order to prevent the man from making him live in even worse conditions,he was content for now. And it only got worse as he got older and eventually got fired at age 16 due to another worker breaking all of the construction equipment and then HE got blamed for it. This is an incredibly devastating event to the poor boy as that construction site was the only home he had left after his father abandoned him and now the architect rejects him too.

He then had to live on the streets as a young street rat while he stole and pickpocketed for a living,being miserable once more as he was all alone in the cold unforgiving world with no one to help him. O'Pimm then became sickly and weak over the years as his rich boy immune system isn't used to being exposed to so much dirt and bacteria which the american city streets have plenty of,the man catching various diseases such as the flu a cold a fever and diarrhea all at the same time at the ripe age of 19. He then began to lose hope of him surviving in such a harsh world without a penny to his name despite being a wealthy man's son,all while being weak and diseased to top it all off as he thought of running in front of a carriage to end everything.

But then he found a dirty Bible on the side of the road as he went over to try to get himself ran over,reading through the contents as His words comforted him in his time of need. Young O'Pimm deciding that this book will help him go through his troubles as he brought it with him everywhere,the book becoming his most valued possession. Two years later,O'Pimm lost his book and ended up finding another one in some desolate Church,where a high priest berated him for "touching the sacred text with his filthy vermin hands" but then the young boy explained that he NEEDED another book or else he wouldn't be able to survive without His words,the priest then realizes that this boy is not just some vermin peasant but in fact a devoted follower of the Lord so the man decided to turn the young O'Pimm into a deacon aka a trainee priest apprentice as he took the boy under his wing,giving him shelter in his room and going out for meals with him.

This relieved the poor 20 something year old's worries for a while as he continued to work under that priest's tutelage until he eventually grew and became an official priest himself. He even got married to a lovely florist lady named Dorothy Goodman after managing to charm her with his upright,faithful behavior after they dated for like five years. Young Tinsley O'Pimm is now known as Father Tinsley O'Pimm as he's now a 45 year old gentleman rather than a pathetic 16 year old street rat. Life was good for the good and holy man as he had a stable job a stable residence and a stable relationship. Until it wasn't. "William Lucipher" plagued O'Pimm for the first time,and it was to try to convince the man to make a deal with him by offering a way to exact revenge on his terrible father in exchange for suggesting that the old priest use his extensive knowledge on demons the occult spirituality and the like for something else other than singing praises to a long haired peace loving hippie (God) which is to create religiously tied codes for an extraordinary steel mechanism (the portal) with a bunch of other meatsack losers to gain the fame and recognition that his father denied him of the moment the man abandoned him.

O'Pimm refused,as he had it good with his life and he would like to keep it that way rather than chasing some crazy ambition for boundless success. This infuriated the triangle as this dumb religion clown passed up his offer in exchange for "happiness with his wife",disgusting. So like with all of his other "partners",Bill gave the man terrible nightmares in order to goad him into accepting his deal. He resisted every time as he knew he didn't really want what the demon tempted him with even with how promising it was,but with every resistance came even worse nightmares.

Which started to affect the poor priest's perfect life as he took up drinking in order to stave off the nightmares and get some sleep no matter if it's just a few hours due to blacking out,despite never being one to abuse substances before. The alcoholism made him snappier,and angrier,more tired,which lead to him randomly taking his anger about the nightmares or annoying heretics on his beloved wife as he started to get physical on her,slapping or punching Dorothy even when he was never a man of violence nor did he ever get angry enough to do such terrible things.

He started acting like this at work too,with him attempting to strangle heretics or noisy children that distract during sermons at random as if he was some maniac,the high priest knew he was going through a rough patch with his wife and actively fighting his alcohol problem so he let it slide while letting the man off with a forced hiatus from priest duties although he threatened to fire him if he came back from the hiatus and still acted this way. The fact that his life was falling apart just because of some demon meddling with it was driving O'Pimm insane,not to mention the sudden anger issues that were brought out due to the alcoholism somehow making the dormant anger from his youth return full force.

The nightmares got worse as the days went by,and the triangle then began to physically torture him too by possessing him when he's sleeping or possessing him and making him act crazy while trying to have a civil moment with his wife or using the candles at the Church to burn his spotless bald head. Dorothy wasn't having any of this,the abuse the sudden change in her sweet husband's behavior and said husband's dwindling insanity,so she filed for a divorce no matter how much O'Pimm pleaded for her to stay and let him explain everything. The high priest was getting impatient as well with the man STILL being violent and trying to kill people for no reason even after the hiatus,deeming such behaviors to be unfit for a man of God and he decided to demote him to a trainee priest,knowing that the man wouldn't be able to handle his usual more difficult duties when his mind is in such an unstable state.

O'Pimm was absolutely FURIOUS when all of this happened,he grieved his former picture perfect life that he built after years of suffering only for him to realize it was all ripped away by that damn triangle William Lucipher and his horrid nightmares as well as the torture it kept inflicting on him. He sought to exact revenge on the creature, despite knowing that embarking on an obsessive mission will soon make his sanity crumble even more and further alienate him from his loved ones but he didn't care.

All he knew,was that he needed to eradicate that demon immediately so that it won't ruin his life any further. And as if God Himself answered his prayer,a newsletter with the cutline saying "Kill the triangle in my brain. Reward: Opium" which is why he grabbed the article and discovered that it was about a fellow named Thurbert who had also gone through horrors at the hands of this beast with the man writing that he needed people to help get rid of William,so he took up the offer and went over to the address written at the end of the article,ending up at the man's door with three other fellows. This was only the beginning of his obsessive mission and it will only get worse over time..

[therxtking]

Of ALL of the long term moots, how do you think each of them would be at Gordon's birthday rager?

Aw shit dog that's a LOT of muses and most of which I haven't really interacted with- some are newer but I can see going. uhh here we go:

@hxnger-unbcund Gluttony is actually here because he's a good friend and cares about Gordon. And he's also pumped as fuck for the food. And apparently he probably knows the most people here. But he's not allowed in the kitchen and he's arguing with Zoviary for being a party pooper. He does not great on the mechanical bull. Greed is here because what are all these demons congregating in these caves for? He's disappointed it's a birthday party for a rat but he'll stay because it's an awesome party and he doesn't see much of those. Envy is here for the same reasons as Greed.

@xaallo Xaallo is here because birthday rager and they're kinda almost maybe friends? Adraka told him to go be supportive. Initially he and Glutt hang out and laugh and catch up, and then spar a bit and break a table. So now he's sitting at the counter having a good chat and eating Gordon's Himalayan salt out of the shaker and asking where that baby went. Eventually he comes into the kitchen and helps cook. But he's far from comfortable with the two demons in there as well. Does either really good or really bad on the mechanical bull and keeps doing it until he beats everyone's scores. He never does. Kjoll is here because birthday rager and someone sexy who's stroked his ego in the past is here~ was GOING to be an exotic male dancer popping out of the cake but he didn't want to miss the rest of the party and is snooping around their house trying on their jewelry, scent marking their things and bed, and trying to antagonize Zoviary into chasing him to Gordon's bedroom and he's very mad at Okaal for being a 'party pooper'. Okaal doesn't know who's birthday this is or why he's here but he's assuming it's to keep Kjoll in line and tell him to behave himself and not fuck someone on their hosts bed. He's a good sport and tries the mechanical bull, and does alright!

@apexulansis Zoviary is here because Kjoll made him and he's not liking the loud riotous social function. But Gordon gave him a job to distract him and it's to keep Gluttony and Kjoll OUT of the kitchen so he's obviously doing his job right and pointing a gun at Glutt. Adraka is here because it sounded like fun and they felt bad for Gordon. And Xaallo needs to be a good friend. He tries the mechanical bull and actually does okay and has a great time at the party. Drags Xaa out to dance several times.

@skxrbrand Skarbrand doesn't know why the fuck he's here, probably followed Khazaan cause he thought he was trying to escape also what is he doing with all that stuff? He is judging everyone harshly and being aggressive, so Ira takes him outside to go fight somewhere. Kha'xanzyr thought he was boing left out of destroying the rat kingdom and is more than disappointed. He warns Gordon not to keep company with such dangerous creatures and expresses surprise the rat made it to twenty one. He leaves shortly. Khazaan has a whole brewing set up in the living room and is making concoctions to kill God. Petting Runic and telling the chefs they're using too much sugar, more blood, use more brains, they're filling and really good for you. Burn it more.

@velvetwarfare Betty is here for booze, dancing, Gordon's tiddies, and to party hard. Sitting at the counter tasting snacks, cuddling Glutt and teasing people, making fun of Gordon for being a baby. Between party and drinking games of course. And partially taking over the DJ booth. Does pretty well on the mechanical bull.

@heliinx Heliinx is here because everyone seems to be breaking into his home and surely he still adores her riiight? She's telling him to poison the food so he and her can eat everyone and loot them. She's punted out of the kitchen. Seeing Khazaan she hides a lot, but sneaks lots of food and trashes the home looking through and looting his things. Which Qhi'zhek stops.

@warhammer-fantasy-muses Qhi'zhek is here because he's a good friend, dammit. He's having a great time talking with him and Daz in the kitchen and helping make enough food for the uninvited guests. He's also keeping an eye on Kjoll, Zoviary, and especially Heliinx. Ikit is also here because he's a good supportive friend! He's loving the party, too. Not helpful in the kitchen but he loves helping Khazaan make the most lethal abominations known to alcoholism. Did not last one second on the mechanical bull.

@themosthatedbeingg Lucifer showed up dressed all nice for his new bestie with a nice gift. And very quickly ends up escalating the bullshittery of the small group of ragers in the living room. He hasn't been to a wild party in some time and he's having so much fun! He's just one of the guys! He uses his magic to help decorate. Did not last five seconds on the mechanical bull.

@onlywrath Satan arrived to be supportive of Gordon also he's not over him. He brought decorations, games, and a sick sound system to add to the DJ station. And a fucking mechanical bull of course. He's happy to meet Gordon's mother, too! He also has the highest score on the mechanical bull and no one can touch that score. No matter how hard Xaallo tries.

@vehxmence Daz is here because he was probably part of the instigation board for the surprise bash. He's in the kitchen with Gordon learning recipes and being a nuisance. Anything to see those ears shiver and that annoyed scowl on their face. And maybe he's taking an interest in their hobbbies and wants to be close to them for softer more genuine reasons... Him and Qhi hit it off as well and talk about how adorable Gordon is. He also loves that Gordon's choosing to stay in the kitchen with him rather than go party with the others. Azriel is here because he's met the rat once or twice and if Daz gets to go so does he. Az is play wrestling with Ira and chatting up the rest of the party. And eating everything he can get his hands on. And shaking Heliinx upside down to give up what she's trying to steal.

@kingbcwser (I've been following you awhile I guess?) Bowser heard surprise birthday rager and didn't care if he was invited. He's dancing and fist pumping to the music, playing music (He brought a band and DJ setup) playing drinking games, him and Betty hit it off smashingly. He bothers Gordon a bit because it's only polite to pay homage to the birthday boy also he's making all the delicious food. Did very badly on the mechanical bull but he's having a blast anyway. Threatens to take over Gordon's kingdom. Doesn't care if he breaks stuff. He's Khaz's new friend. Gordon dislikes him and doesn't know who invited them. Or who they are.

@serpentofslaanesh Lyss is here because many objects of their attention are here. They're chasing and hounding Heliinx and enjoying the party. And also snooping around in all of Gordon's things. Especially the shiny and pretty things. And trying to bother Gordon but they aren't allowed in the kitchen so they play games and get shitfaced with everyone else.

@oflostinfound Hax is here because they and Gordon bonded over nice pants, and they are not missing out on some big ass birthday bash. Does not do well at all on the mechanical bull.

@shiningsilverarmor Eos is here because it's her sweet little rat kings big birthday! She's not gonna let him go unappreciated! She has lots of fun dancing but scolds several other guests for being too rowdy and breaking his things.

@hannah-the-small Gritt and Clem are both here because the rat seemed cool, they heard rager, and supposedly no one else here will know them. And he's royalty. They can take some small things that'd sell for a pretty penny and lots of food. And get shitfaced. Neither of them try the mechanical bull and spend most of the party staying out from underfoot of others. Dancing on a table and drinking their lives away.

[ladyjaneasherr]

April 5th 2024, happy beloved 78th birthday to the one and only Jane! She’s been my inspiration for around 12 years since I first discovered about her. It’s been a wonderful journey getting to share new pictures I find, my scans, colourisations and accurate information in regards of the pictures I found. May I be able to meet her one day. 🤍

This post will be divided in two, as the picture shown was used for two different newspapers that I scanned therefore the subtle mark on the photos. And you might have seen the photos with my old username so I am sharing them with the new one!

Jane Asher and Gawn Grainger as Juliet Capulet and Romeo in “Romeo and Juliet” presentation while being on tour in the USA, 1967.

First picture is my edition and enhancement from historical picture auction scan, second one is my scan from the newspaper, and third one is the scan of the newspaper.

Jane Asher-More Than a Beatle's Bird

In cities all across the U.S. this spring Beatle fans are swarming to a touring production of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet staged by the Bristol Old Vic Company. When Juliet appears on stage for the first time the reaction is almost always the same. Applause thunders through the theater. Flash bulbs pop—electrifying the scene like summer lightning. At the end of the play young girls scream the name of the actress who plays Juliet: "Jane Asher! Jane Asher!" This is the girl they have come to see. To a Beatle fan Jane Asher's romance is even more exciting than the story of Romeo and Juliet. Jane Asher, in case you haven't heard, is the girl friend of Paul McCartney-the last unmarried Beatle.

An Interview With Jane

To find out what kind of girl dates a Beatle and also has enough talent to

perform in one of England's most respected theatre groups, CURRENT EVENTS Editor Nancy Malone talked to Jane Asher in New York City. The 20-year-old actress seemed puzzled when asked why teen-age girls scream for her. "I don't really know," she said “and I don’t think they’re quite sure themselves. Once they’re with me, they seem a little lost and aren’t sure what to do or say”.

Miss Asher, in contrast to her fans, is not at all confused. She is looking the forward to a successful career in the theatre—on her own merit, not because of her friendship with a Beatle. The actress with the golden-red hair is well on her way to stardom. Her portrayal of Juliet with England’s Bristol Old Vic company has been highly praised. The company is nearing the end of 16-city american tour, which began in Boston last January. After appearances next month in Bloomington, Ind., Detroit, and Cleveland, the company will perform at expo 67 in Montreal. Then the actors and actresses will retur to England.

Does Jane Asher hope to do more Shakespeare? "Oh, yes." she said, “I'd like to do all the Shakespearean heroines-especially Lady Macbeth. But I'd also like to do modern comedy. I wouldn't like ever to stick to just one thing. For example, I don't want to do all movies or all stage. Though if I had to choose, I'd choose stage. I like having a live audience.

Movie Fame Unimportant

"I know you can become more famous by being in movies,", Jane said. "but I've had a taste of that kind of glamor, and I know I don't want it. I want to be a good actress." Jane, who has been acting since she was five years old, comes from a show business family. Her brother, Peter Asher, has toured the U.S. several times. He makes up one-half of the popular singing duo Peter and Gordon.

But Jane hesitates to encourage outer young people to become entertainers. "It's really not the glamorous life people imagine. It's hard work with rehearsals all day and shows every night. And when you come right down to it, acting is really only pretending you're something else on stage." Although Jane made several films during her childhood, she attended regular m schools—not acting schools for m professionals. "I'm glad I got a normal education," she said. "I think it gave me a more balanced view of life. In addition to several Shakespearean roles, Jane has played Alice in Alice in Wonderland, Wendy in Peter Pan, and Eliza Doolittle in Pygmalion. Juliet, however, is the highlight of her career.

Jane and the Bard

She is particularly delighted that she is helping to acquaint American teenagers with Shakespeare. She commented on her own attitude as a 13-year-old: "I suppose I felt as all English schoolchildren do-that Shakespeare was pretty dull stuff with lots of language I didn't understand. I know I wasn't mad about it." Now, at 20, she believes that Shakespeare wrote "the greatest roles in the world." She added: "On this tour, I've gotten a lot of mail and it has meant a great deal to me. Some of the letters from kids say “We came to see you. We were so surprised. We really liked the play.” “That’s great. That’s a real accomplishment to me —as an actress”.

[protect-daniel-james]

Absolutely want a round of head canons.

What are some thoughts that have never exactly made it into fics maybe but that need to be out there???

Oh wow, I will try my best to remember some of them, the list is very incomplete:

Daddy Abramovich - there are so many headcanons about him, most of them will be in the fic I am constantly working on, but lets just say he had a bad time in the army service, he is a survivor in more senses than one, and he lives by the motto "God helps those who help themselves". He is, after all, an optimist. Even now, he feels (imagines, dreams about) like he will reunite with Sheva, and have an opportunity to explain everything to his poor little brain.

Sheva - fears being kidnapped by Daddy A. Uh, yeah, sorry, we are going right in. And what is more, he fears being convinced by Daddy A that he did nothing wrong, and falling for him all over again. What would he give for the feeling of safety and guidance he used to feel once in his company!

Unai - he (canonically) cheated on his wife, but I feel like he did that because he is so Confused about his Emotions and Feelings and Urges and Sexuality. Like, I headcanon him as feeling frustrated and never understood/appreciated/loved for his real self, always struggling with his sense of self-worth, searching for what he thought would be The Love (or, honestly The Pleasure) - until he realized that there was only Football for him. And Football is his Love. I never really included much of his previous affairs in the enfermo fics because they are a thing of the past - but they are definitely part of who Unai is.

Lampardverse - Frank Sr. wasn't as shitty father as Franko likes to see him as. He did good things for Franko. He often didn't know how to express his fatherly love - because, where would he learn it? - but he definitely did care about Franko (and still does care about him) and tried to give him a good life in the old fashioned "my son is my heir" mentality. He rarely (if ever) told Franko that he loved him or was proud of him, because he expected Franko to know it from the things he did for him. Obviously, Franko as a child didn't really understand this - and he saw how ... uh, loving Uncle Harry was with his boys, how much fun they could have, how Jamie Jamie cousin Jamie and Mark adored their dad (at least when they were really young, I think Mark guessed something was wrong later on) - and he missed this in his own life and his own relationship with his Father. Nowadays Franko tries to avoid any contact with his Dad, and it hurts them both - because his father thinks he might have failed as a dad, and Franko is clinging to the "my father yelled at me when I was 12 and I never got over that nor have I ever told him that it hurt me" mentality. They just both sit in their respective homes, sad and round and aging.

Ange - he is very experienced when it comes to (gay) sex. I imagine he was living it up in the 1980s. I mean, look at his hair and moustache at those times. That man's moustache tickled a few inner thighs.

Pippo Inzaghi - he does get jealous of Mone, and then feels bad because it's Mone, his little Mone. Mind you Pippo probably doesn't realize that for like 20+ years, little Mone has been calling the shots in their relationship. Pippo is a little dumb.

Anthony Gordon - he definitely tried to flirt with Eddie Howe, hoping to be the special boy once again, like he was with Lampard. Eddie was weirded out by this. Probably tried to get Gordon to talk to a psychologist (I don't think Anthony would be up for that, he definitely doesn't feel like being with Frank affected him in any negative way). Eddie has no time for this bullshit. I think he would ask Jason what he makes out of the situation, and I am sure they would both agree that they would have never thought Lampard to be a creep who preys on young lads but then again....maybe it's not a surprise at all.

Also have I mentioned that Franko and his cousin Jamie fuck regularly these days? (we haven't gotten there yet in the Lampardverse fics lmao)

[pics-pizza-peace]

Saw MLP AU drabbles/headcanons pt 3.

This post includes a little bit about various different characters/cutie marks, but the only ship material featured this time is chainshipping(not much) and xrayshipping.

@j1gsawz

Adam Stanheight & Lawrence Gordon(chainshipping):

Someone reminded me that canon Adam beat a Billy puppet to pieces w/a bat(probably to check and see if there were wires/cameras/whatever in it, and possibly because he was used to nasty pranks). In this AU Adam happens to be more interested in the toy, actually asking aloud if anypony had left their art project in his place, in case they were still there for whatever reason(he grew used to other pegasi/neighbors dropping in for naps occasionally).

Lawrence admires how much Adam cares about animals and younger ponies, after he learns more about him. He can tell that plenty of his anger comes from his passion to help others in need.

Logan Nelson & Zep Hindle(xrayshipping):

When the shorter colt finds out what his friend's full name is(Sheppard), he can't help but think of it as fitting/attractive. He knows not to mention it immediately after noticing, as he doesn't want to make the other uncomfortable.

Zep used to like to paint when he was younger, but he hasn't touched a brush in years. Eventually he's inspired to try again, and surprises Logan with a portrait of his favorite species of jumping spider for his birthday.

After getting a little more used to each other's company, Logan can't help but notice how often Zep squints or closes his eyes at random. At some point it gets in the way of a conversation & visit that they can't exactly postpone. Melissa(AU name could be Melody but idk yet) was at a friend's house for the weekend, and they had planned to catch up on recent things, maybe stay in to watch a movie. Zep's migraine had other plans.

      Logan stops himself before explaining his last week's activities. They'd already gone over most of Zep's week, when he seemed to shut himself down suddenly. "...Hey, you alright?" He asks the taller pegasus laying on his couch, his beanie placed over his eyes. Zep grumbles, "No... Don't need light." The other goes to turn off his living room lamps, acting on personal autopilot. "..You having a migraine?" He continues, making sure to get a warm towel ready and trying to remember if he had any ice packs in the freezer. "..Yeah..." After a minute or two he takes his hat off of his face as he sits up and blinks, surprised at how dark the room is now.

    Zep's eyes already feel a little better when he notices Logan walking swiftly & silently towards the kitchen. "How, do you..?" He manages. "Oh, sorry," The other laughs at himself a bit, "I get that a lot. I just have Really good vision in the dark... Sorry if that's, uh creepy--do you need something warm or cold?" he calls from the kitchen. Zep takes a minute to answer, the pain gripping his jaw & ears as he thinks to try. "Warm, Please" He lays his head back down on the arm of the couch, not wanting to move to try and answer the other again.

      He didn't want to embarrass himself any further by possibly sounding weird, and his neck and head were in so much pain that it was too much effort to sound the same in the moment. Logan returned with the warm towel and placed it onto his friend's forehead carefully. "You don't need to strain yourself, just gimme a sec..." He murmured to him before trotting off to do something else in the kitchen. He could tell just from how he'd already sounded and looked that Zep couldn't force himself to keep talking, and he wanted to help as much as he could.

    Right as Zep closed his eyes again, the warm towel already helping with some of the pressure sensation, Logan walked back into the living room. "I'm brewing a cup of tea, a kind that I like to drink when I need to relax, just in case." He started quietly, "Is... Does it feel like a tension headache? Because I might know another treatment for that. If you think it'd--" Zep interrupts him, having watched his new friend inspect his hair/scalp area from a standing position for a little while now.

  "You can play with my hair, I um.. I don't mind," He replies, guessing correctly which method the other was referring to, having already tried everything for his pain over the course of his recovery. He wants to thank the other for being so kind, but before he can another wave of pain grabs him, causing him to wince.

        Logan had forgotten himself in the moment, what with it being basically pitch-black in his living room. He remembers accidentally disturbing others before with his punctual nature, and he sometimes worries that he'll scare his friend off. Lucky for him Zep doesn't seem to mind at all, he almost couldn't believe how quickly the other had read the situation and helped to alleviate his worst symptoms by at least 30%.

   The pegasus takes a deep breath and closes his eyes again, feeling safer than he's felt in a long time, despite the ongoing pain. Logan takes another minute or two to gather himself before gently using his forelegs to rub Zep's scalp, occasionally bringing them together to carefully tug a tuft or two of his hair, hoping to ease some of the tension. He makes himself look out his backdoor window as he works, trying to count fireflies while they make their silent calls to each other for the evening. The last thing he wants to do is disturb his friend, and the dark is no excuse...

As Logan wonders silently why he was so nervous about being caught staring at the other, Zep begins to feel his migraine thankfully resolving itself for now. The pain slowly but surely leaves, and is eventually replaced with ticklishness, the usual sensitivity returning to his head and neck. He opens his eyes when he's sure most of the pain's subsided, and is grateful to see Logan peacefully gazing towards the back lawn, still paying enough attention to his task to be careful. He smiles to himself and stares for another moment before a full-body chill hits him suddenly, causing him to gasp.

"Oh--!" Logan jumps at the sound, making sure not to pull his legs & hooves away from the couch too quickly. "You okay? What happened??" Zep laughs to himself and sits up, "Sorry... The pain mostly faded, but I got really ticklish right after." The other turns a couple of the lights back on in the room, chuckling as he does his best to recover from such a startle. They'd been in comfortable silence for around 20 minutes when the taller pegasus had finally made a sound. "Did you still want that tea? It's probably done brewing now." Logan offers on his way into the kitchen. Zep thinks about it for a minute before replying, and decides it wouldn't hurt to try. "Yes, please."

​Cutie Marks & Special Talents/Powers:

Logan has unnaturally good night vision for an earth pony, same with his reflexes/inuition. His "strength" is mostly in his patience, though he won't hesitate to get violent if the occasion calls for it. His old cutie mark, a spider's web and bones, came from an early interest in unusual animals/pets. He didn't want to get into anything arts-related(he briefly thought about being a writer) even though his family had history in such a path, and ended up going to war before settling into medicine... his newer cutie mark, a laser collar trap around a red spiral with a tape player, symbolizes Logan's patience/trust in John's influence & his plan for Halloran. The tape player is there to reflect how skilled a Jigsaw Protégé he is.

Lawrence can use the magic he was born with to tell if other ponies are lying or telling the truth. This power got him into trouble when he was younger, and is part of why his mental breakdown still fits into his backstory in this AU. He's very good at counting his steps without trying, measuring approximate distances at a glance. The first phase of his cutie mark is a stethoscope & a (sewing)needle, the second is a large red spiral background w/a saw & scalpel replacing the shapes of the previous tools.

Adam has always had great height-endurance when it comes to flying for a different point of view. His skill seems almost unaffected by the scar on his shoulder once he's fully recovered, as he heals well. He also has an excellent eye for color differentiation. When he is abducted for the bathroom trap, he's a blank-flank, which isn't as uncommon in this AU. After it's decided that he should live to help carry on some of John's work as well, his cutie mark finally reveals itself. It's a polaroid camera w/a large red spiral reflected in the lens, a picture of a key on a chain falling out of it.

Zep can paint really well, he just doesn't practice a lot anymore. Not sure how this'll fit into his first cutie mark matching w/his first appearance, but I'm wondering whether or not he'll have 3 phases. One for before/during the field choice, one for the pawn/apprentice stuff, and one for moving on after surviving. We'll see idk yet.

(thank you to whoever mentioned a Jersey Italian Hoffman headcanon btw because now I can't shake it for personal reasons) Mark can cook well, thanks to his background. His more distant family(grandparents, great aunts & uncles) had been amazing cooks, but their specialty was baking. He took to an early interest in perfecting specifically some of their breakfast pastry recipes(added a new flavor of glazed donut to their lineup, a raspberry donut), and helped his elders keep their favorite coffee shop open(noticed maintenance needs to do w/equipment, and helped make repairs before it could go under). When he was old enough to get into policework, most of his elders had passed away, so his cutie mark served more as an inside joke over time("wow, so fitting for the badge haha" "nobody in this city has time to stop & enjoy fresh-baked goods anymore kid, they're too busy, too angry" "thank goodness the coffee's never drying up though" *eye-roll*). His sister Angelina was studying to get into mane-styling and makeup as a career path before she was murdered(this changes, working on it soon). They were both still 'only children' born to their original parents, just raised by older & more distant relatives early. On Mark's second cutie mark, the spiral symbolizes John's influence & the natural symbol for change, and the pendulum blade reflects his loss and resulting vengeful nature.

Peter Strahm's first cutie mark was a pen layed over some papers, which reflected how well-organized and determined a learner he was in school. His intelligence and attitude could've led him to many different career paths, but his stubbornness and attention to detail led him to EBI(idk??Equestria's FBI?idk) work. His second cutie mark is a red spiral(symbolizes John's influence vicariously through Mark's actions, self exploration and acceptance of his dark side) inside of a glass coffin(he doesn't know it yet but his magic can alter glass/mirrors, and this proves useful later on).

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Pottery Date - Kimberlyn Kendrick/Sadie McCarthy/Grace Gordon Greene

A/N: Day 5 for @polyamships polyartober.

At first Sadie isn’t sure the date is going well. Kimberlyn keeps squashing her clay and starting over and Grace looks deeply unimpressed even as she continues to attempt to make her vase. Sadie, the only one who has even tried pottery before, makes one mug, then a second, then a third, making use of the allotted time even as Kimberlyn gives up, coming away with nothing from her wheel. Grace’s admittedly wonky vase shatters when it’s set into the kiln, it’s only later that Sadie realises hers are the only things from the class to come out well, her smile small and shy as she follows the tutor to the glazes, quickly marking each mug with a little design of each other their names before the glaze is put back into the kiln, drying quickly before Sadie can bring them to her dates, her smile small as she offers each woman a mug. “Sadie…” Kimberlyn sounds slightly emotional and Grace smiles softly, leaning to kiss her cheek before leaning to kiss Sadie. “Thank you, Sweetheart.” Later, days later, they spend their days off entwined in bed, Grace returning from fetching them coffee with the matching mugs Sadie made that day, the three finally settling into their relationship fully, finding peace in each other’s company.

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Thundertober Day Nine: Heartbreak

Follows on from this small prompt fill: here

AO3 here

Days: One ~ Two ~ Three ~ Four ~ Five ~ Six ~ Seven ~ Eight

Warnings for: None, only for a heartbroken Squid. You should never leave a fight unresolved and Gordon is about to find out why the hard way. Tagging: @thunder-tober @skymaiden32 @idontknowreallywhy (just going to put it out there that if you want to be tagged in any future Thundertober pieces, or future pieces in general, let me know and I'll tag you too!)

Giving someone the silent treatment was never as easy as it looked.

When you’re used to having someone there, someone you could call at any hour of the day, someone you could always spend time with no matter how long you’d been in their company already, suddenly not having them around was almost torturous. To add salt to a wound, being the one to initiate that lack of presence hurt all the more, especially for Gordon.

Gordon, who loved the fiercest out of all his family.

Gordon, who was always the optimist (at least, on the outside).

Gordon, who never gave up on anything, not only because he carried that Stubborn Tracy gene but also because he genuinely believed there was always a way to resolve something, no matter how bad it seemed.

But this time, it had been Gordon who initiated the cold shoulder because he was hurt and he didn’t know how else to express his feelings.

She had let him down. Again. If this was the first or second time, maybe Gordon would have let it go and brushed it off, but it wasn’t. This was more like the third or fourth time within as many months. In fact, it was becoming a more common occurrence as of late and Gordon didn’t know what to do other than to feel hurt and betrayed. 

He wasn’t someone she could just hang on her arm. He wasn’t a way for her to pass the time. 

Gordon knew deep down that Penny didn’t think or feel those things, but in that moment, he couldn’t liken his own feelings to anything else. The way she’d been acting recently had been truly hurtful, as though she purposefully was pushing him away, and he couldn’t understand why.

She had been the one to ask him on that first date. She had been the one to suggest they finally went official. Now, she was the one who was cancelling plans at the last minute without a given reason as to why. None of it made sense.

In the absence of fully reasonable excuses, Gordon’s mind had inevitably begun to wander off into all sorts of directions.

Was he not what she thought he’d be? Maybe Penny had finally come to her senses and realised that Gordon wasn’t good enough for someone like her. It was a fear that Gordon knew was ridiculous — Penny had known him well enough long before anything between them had become official — but the fear held weight and that fear was something he’d been secretly believing for a lot longer than he’d care to admit.

Penny was Penny. She was smart and beautiful and graceful. She was well-put together.

Gordon was… Gordon. He had heart, he had brains and he had the looks but… Well, there was a reason why all his relationships prior to Penny had never hit that official mark. His schtick as the Funnyman had always been the downfall. Whenever the going got tough, his goofball personality would make itself known and apparently that had never been good enough for the others. Perhaps it hadn’t been good enough for Penny either.

He had tried. Gordon had really tried to not do that this time. 

Hence the silent treatment. 

That was a more grown-up thing to do, right?

When he’d awoken the next morning, he had begun to believe that it was just as immature, if not more so, but he stuck with it because what else could he do? He didn’t want to talk about it. He didn’t want to even think about it. So, the silent treatment it was. He ignored all calls from London, he ignored his brothers whenever they tried to bring whatever happened up, and he flat-out refused to be in the room whenever her name was mentioned — he was tired of the pain that came along with it.

Unfortunately for Gordon, this silent treatment didn’t last long. Two days after that damned call when Gordon had begun to offer the cold shoulder to Penny, she arrived on the island. Gordon locked himself in his room, refusing to come out even for Alan’s tempting offer of Celery Crunch bars and a binge-watch marathon of Into The Unknown. 

He had thought his plan of ignoring the situation was fool-proof, that he was a mastermind for thinking it up… Until he heard Penny’s gentle knock.

Her dulcet tone quietly echoed through the wood of his door. “Gordon? I know you don’t want to talk to me right now—”

He tensed up, jumping out from his bed sheets as though he was ready to run. To where, he had no idea. There was nowhere else to run. By locking himself away in his room, he had inadvertently given Penny an opportune way to corner him and force that conversation out of him. 

Gordon wasn’t going to take it. “Damn right I don’t! Go away.”

On the other side of the door, Penny paused.

Really nice, idiot, Gordon silently cursed himself for his brash response. No matter how angry or hurt he felt, he knew better than to lash out. Still, he didn’t apologise.

“I understand that you’re upset with me, and I’m sorry about what happened but—”

Gordon cut her off again. “You’re sorry every time, Pen. Sorry means you won’t do it again, but you keep blowing me off, so I’m sorry that I don’t believe you.”

“Gordon,” she tried again, her voice barely cracking despite her words, “you have to know that I didn’t mean to—”

“We’ve been over this, Pen! You didn’t want to. You couldn’t help it. Something more urgent came up.” Gordon was aware that his attempts to mock her, accent and all, was probably not aiding his attempts of seeming mature. He didn’t care. “You told me all of this a couple of nights ago already.”

“Because it’s the truth.”

“Well, I don’t care about the truth. I make the time, Pen. I cancel the other things and I make the time for you.”

“You wouldn’t cancel a rescue call, and I would never ask you to.”

He felt like a caught fish with that one. It made him take a pause. Weaker, with a shake of his head despite Penny’s inability to see it, Gordon replied. “That’s different.”

“Believe me when I tell you that it is not.”

There was an uneasy silence that fell between them. Gordon had momentarily believed Penny had walked away, and he found himself desperately hoping that she hadn’t. For all the pain he felt from this falling out, despite being the one to initiate that silent treatment, Gordon had never before wanted to hold her so tightly in his arms. He debated going over to his locked door, placing a hand on the wood panelling and imagining Penny’s soft cheek beneath his fingers. He decided against it.

The silence was broken by another sigh from Penelope. It was barely audible, but Gordon heard it. It was almost enough to get him to open the door.

“I have to go.” She warned, leaving the rest of any explanation open for him to jump in, to fix it one last time.

But Gordon, foolishly, didn’t. “Then go. I don’t care.”

He regretted the words the moment they left his lips, and he would continue the regret them until the day he died.

Gordon heard Penny walking away, disguising what he was sure was a sniffle as a scuff of her shoe. He heard Virgil’s mumble through his door that Penny and Parker had left. He felt his already broken heart crumble just a little bit more and he had gone to sleep with an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach that night.

In the morning, he awoke to John’s call. A situation they were all needed on.

Penny had gone missing, taken during a mission that had gone wrong, and just like that, Gordon’s heart completely shattered.