#Uncle Ed Thomas

[watermelons-dont-grow-on-trees]

how is ed flynn (midnight mass) and froderick fucking usher (fall of the house of usher) played by the same person?

henry thomas has Range

like RANGE

he's the imperfect father, who wants to do better (ed) , he's the uncle, who'll raise the kids (henry), he's basically death himself (freedom jack) and then no-hinges-no-door insane, shit husband, more of a son than a father frederick usher

i admire henry thomas so much

[venus-haze]

Celebrity Skin (Thomas Hewitt x Reader)

Summary:  Your rollercoaster of a film career comes to its untimely end when you end up on Thomas Hewitt’s cutting room floor. He hopes you’ll be as much of a fan of his work as he is yours.

Note: Female reader, implied to be older than Thomas, but no other descriptors are used. This is mostly from Tommy’s perspective and extremely dark and bleak, so look at the warnings before deciding whether or not you want to read this. Do not interact if you’re under 18 or post thinspo/ED content. 

Word count: 2k

Warnings: DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. Explicit and implied non-con, mentions of animal death and cannibalism, kidnapping, Hoyt is pretty much his own warning. Implied major character death. Hurt no comfort. No happy ending. Do not interact if you’re under 18.

Hollywood was never going to see you again. No one would, as a matter of fact. That much had been set in stone as soon as you sped through Fuller, Texas. Ghost town. Full of nobodies and hicks. A pass-through on the road trip you’d treated yourself to after landing a movie with Paul Newman. He’d never see you again, either.

Almost as soon as you passed the county line, going 60 in a clearly marked 45, sirens blared behind you, and you cursed as you pulled over. You should’ve never pulled over.

“Got a good one for ya here Tommy,” Hoyt said, slapping the meat of your thigh as he presented you to the hulking man. “Says she’s some kinda actress.” He leaned in close to your face, a mean grin on his own. “Sure good at actin’ like she don’t want it.”

Your lips were split, dried blood and semen on your mouth and face. Could barely manage a snarl at his uncle, but you tried. 

“Bet you’re gonna taste real sweet, pumpkin,” Hoyt taunted, smacking his lips before pushing you to Thomas.

You didn’t cry or scream as Thomas dragged you down to the basement. Hoyt beat that out of you already. Mean and vicious on the side of the road, or maybe in the back of his squad car. Didn’t matter. You were all but resigned to your fate until Thomas laid you down on his butcher’s block, securing you to it with the usual metal cuffs, deftly hammered in place. You only began struggling when you caught a glimpse of the knives and blades displayed prominently throughout his workshop. Too late.

Thomas paused, staring at your face, screwed up in pathetic agony as you begged him for mercy you wouldn't receive. Recognized it from somewhere. You had looked different, though. Face made-up, eyes glistening, hair perfectly styled. Like a dream. 

He leaned in closer, and you blinked, teary-eyes transporting him back to his youth. Unforgiving summer breaks where he’d wake up early to help out on the farm before the heat of the day settled in. Sometimes his mama would scrounge up some change for him to go to Fuller’s lone movie theater in the afternoon. ‘Get a break from this heat, honey.’ She knew full well that wasn’t what drew him there. The darkness, the anonymity, for once everyone else was faceless and hidden like him. He wasn’t the main attraction, not even the sideshow.

It’d been years since he stepped foot in that theater. Slowly stopped going after Hoyt got him the job at the slaughterhouse. Just like that, though, he remembered you. A film noir wherein you were cast as the leading lady to a man who may as well have been old enough to be your father, but you looked like you loved him. Especially when you cried for him, tears sparkling as they silently, regally rolled down your pretty face one by one. 

Over time, femme fatales fell out of fashion, and so had you not long after he’d stopped going to the movies. He’d catch glimpses of you, though. Staring at him from the cover of magazines like a star-crossed lover whenever you had a new movie coming out, less frequent as time went on. He was barely sixteen when he swiped a copy of Modern Screen, your enticing, full-color portrait on the cover, chock-full of interviews, gossip, and most importantly, photos. A ball gown and come-hither stare. Lounging half-naked poolside. In a skimpy black dress with a fox fur piece draped around your neck, cigarette holder between your pretty lips as you leaned over a bar, your cleavage nearly spilling out from your dress. 

That one had made him feel funny. Made his pants tighter around the crotch as his imagination ran wild. Thought about presenting you with a cat pelt he’d skinned and sewn up himself. Instead of running and screaming in fear like the girls at school, you’d accept it graciously, wearing it like the fine fox fur. A gentle hand on his chest, simpering eyes as you asked softly how you could ever repay him because he was your leading man. A kiss on his cheek, and then more. So much more.

Back then, he never considered how pretty you’d look when you cried for him. Grabbing a nearby pair of rusty scissors, he cut through your clothes, damp from sweat and spit and god knew what else, stuck to your skin. He peeled them off of you, unwrapping his once in a lifetime gift and wasting no time in touching your bare stomach that seized beneath his touch. His hands drifted upward, taking each of your soft breasts in his big hands, rough and calloused from years of hard labor. He brushed his thumbs against your nipples, raised from exposure to the cool air in his basement hovel. Pinching one between his fingers, he tugged on it, eliciting a whimper from you as the skin painfully stretched to its limit until he finally let go.

Frustrated by your barrage of pleas and protests, he grabbed a nearby rag and shoved it in your mouth. You gagged, senses overwhelmed by the taste of rancid blood and unidentifiable bodily fluids. He pressed his fingers against your abused cunt, marveling in the wetness as you whined like a stupid little deer that’d gotten its leg blown off during the hunt, strained bleating to be put out of its misery with a bullet to the head or a snap of its neck. 

He growled, pressing his masked lips to yours, the friction from the leather re-opening the cuts that had split along your lips. You choked on your makeshift gag, tears streaming down your dirty face. He was almost dizzy. Or maybe he was in love–sweaty palms, racing hearts, an animalistic urge to possess, to mark, to maim. 

Hoyt was the one who eventually caught him with the magazine. Being a bit too loud, he supposed. Instead of the tongue lashing he’d been expecting, he received a proud pat on the back instead, ‘Nothin’ to be ashamed of Tommy. You’re a man. ‘s natural after all,' Hoyt said. 'Try to keep it quiet ‘round mama, though. She still thinks you’re innocent.’

Innocent. Despite how much his mama tried, he hadn’t been innocent in a long time. You hadn’t been either. Your romantic trysts were in headlines or discussed on radio gossip programs. Those had been frequent, and his brow furrowed as he wondered who the hell you were to deny him. Hollywood floozy. Too good for him, just like every other woman.

He unzipped his pants, pulling his length from his pants and feeling himself growing harder at your muffled screams of protest. His size. He knew he was big, far too big for you to handle, but you’d make it work. As if you had any other choice. 

Stroking his length with one hand, he scratched at your belly with his blunt nails on the other hand, shuddering at the fleeting thought of you bigger, pregnant with his child. With a ragged breath, Thomas positioned his cock in front of your aching cunt, reveling in your whines as he pushed in just the tip, feeling you strain around him, warm and soft. ‘I love you, Tommy,’ you had purred in his fantasies. ‘I want you to make me yours. Give me everything.’

He grunted as he buried his length deeper in you, a high-pitched squeal in return. His face felt hot beneath his mask, his cock twitching as your pussy clenched around him. You wanted it. You wouldn’t be so wet and pliant if you didn’t. Grabbing your hips, he slammed his hips against yours, burying his face in your neck, feeling how your throat strained to express your pain despite the gag. How easily he could grab a nearby knife and cut through the tender flesh, knowing just where to slice so he could watch your blood pour out of you, probably sparkling and pretty like your tears. It was perfect, you were perfect. Better than he’d ever imagined.

Pressing his body weight against you, he pinned you further, your twisting torso trapped in place beneath him as he relentlessly pounded into you, his huge cock pushing your cunt to its limits, and even further than that when he hit your cervix. Your tears poured down your cheeks, blood trickling between your legs. He was so close, he could almost reach out and touch it.

He wanted to keep you around. Wasn’t sure how he could make an appeal to mama or Hoyt, though. Probably useless around the house, let alone the farm, just a pretty face for his own amusement. ‘Another mouth to feed,’ he could practically hear Hoyt snarl. He still felt bad about Uncle Monty, now he was a burden on mama and Hoyt too. Making an exception for you would be far too much to ask. Besides, he never had luck keeping pets growing up. Was always too rough with them, too morbidly curious. Maybe it’d be different with you. 

Glancing at the chainsaw beside him, he slammed into you again, his dark gaze fixed on the blood-rusted power tool.

No. It wouldn’t be. Because being this deep inside you made him only want to go deeper, see the extent of his love. Watch your heart beating in your chest for him. Stand over you as you bled out, rib cage cracked open in the ultimate display of vulnerability. You’d provide for his family, and he’d savor every moment, every bite that touched his lips, feeling you inside him. It was the only way. You’d be a part of him forever. Till death do you part.

He came with a loud groan, a primal howl muffled by his mask. Your abused pussy milked his cock until his seed spilled inside you, and his length became soft again. Laying his head on your heaving chest, he listened to your heartbeat. Rapid like a little mouse. 

Nuzzling his face against your breasts, he settled against your warm skin, basking in it while he still could. You’d be even warmer once he opened you up. All too familiar with that sensation. He closed his eyes, though, imagining you lovingly running your fingers through his hair, a sweet, fucked out smile on your face. But there was no place for a man like him in Hollywood, and no place for a woman like you in Fuller. Star-crossed. What a shame.

You had stopped making noises through your gag, either too exhausted or simply resigned to your fate, only whimpering when he finally pulled out of you, your pussy feeling almost painfully empty. Eyes glazed over, they fluttered shut for a moment, but opened as soon as his hand caressed your cheek, pulling the rag from your mouth. 

He watched silently as you sucked in a much needed breath, bringing on a coughing fit with how dry your throat was. You dissolved in a fit of sobs that echoed in this vast underbelly of terror, exacerbated by his attempt to kiss your forehead, pressing the leather against the deep lines in your distressed face. You struggled weakly, fruitlessly against the metal cuffs that secured you to the table.

Unlike in your movies, there was no one to save you this time, no gruff private eye or surly police chief to come in guns blazing at the last minute. Hoyt had already made you well aware he was no admirable man of the law. You were lucky to have ended up with Thomas. He thought the screams that came from the women Hoyt kept around–albeit temporarily–were more difficult to listen to than that of someone he was disembodying. 

Sadistic. Thomas never considered himself such, but he understood the appeal of ravaging, tearing apart in a display of power that never failed to send adrenaline running through his veins. He would savor your demise, his magnum opus, unable to imagine someone else coming along and piquing his interest as much as you had.

He revved the chainsaw, taking in your raw screams as he raised it over his head. Lamented not having a camera around to capture how perfect you looked awaiting your end at his hands. It’s what you were made for. His movie star on the cutting room floor.

[esperfruit]

Could I have some wholesome family moments with Thomas and Edward? Like them hugging or Edward telling a story to Thomas? :)

Hug for Uncle Ed ^^

[silverhallow]

Every Breath You Take

Violet Bridgerton II x Edward Becker (OC) Love Story

Chapter 1: Wonderstruck

Summer 1838

Edward had been to My Cottage before, he stopped regularly on his way to Eton to collect William Bridgerton but it was the summer of 1838 that would forever stick in his mind.

He was 16 years old and was becoming more aware of what was to become him in a few short years. He was the only son of the Duke of Somerset and he was 10 years younger than his older sisters and he had been unexpected but to his father, a welcome relief but now at 16, his father was actually taking an interest in him and preparing him for inheriting the Dukedom.

He’d spent a lot of time alone or with his cousin, the future Earl of Devon, Thomas Shuffield before he reached Eton where within days he’d become best friends with William Bridgerton.

William had everything that Edward had wanted in his family and often found himself jealous of the stories that William would tell him about his escapades with his cousins and siblings during their breaks from school and whilst he had heard a lot about William’s younger sister, he had never met her.

Over the last few years when he had stopped at My Cottage, Violet Bridgerton had often not been at My Cottage, having been either at Romney Hall or visiting her aunt and uncle at the parsonage but that fateful day, she had been home.

Edward had meant to spend the night at My Cottage as was custom before he would set off with William to collect Thomas on their return to the school but the weather had been bad and it had meant that he had to sleep on the road and arrived just after when the Bridgerton’s would break their fast.

He had sent a man ahead on horseback to let William and his parents know and he knew Mrs Bridgerton would worry about him if he was not there by the evening, when he arrived Mrs Bridgerton welcomed him at the doorstep and gave him a motherly hug and explained she’d prepared a bath for him if he wished to freshen up and eat before they departed.

He thanked her profusely, feeling awful from sleeping in the carriage and desperately hungry, so he made his way through the comfortable country home towards the guest room he would usually reside in and as he made his way onto the landing, thinking longingly of the hot water and Mrs Bridgerton’s cooks biscuits, there was a commotion and he heard the bark of the Bridgerton family dog Arthur and as a door opened he heard a girls voice “No Artie! Give that back!” and then the dog appeared with a rag in his mouth as he made a bid for freedom down the hall.

Edward chuckled and carried on walking only to find himself being crashed into not even two seconds later and he felt a cold wetness spill across his chest and as he looked down he saw a blur of blonde hair and the greenest eyes he had ever seen.

“Ooops! I am so sorry!!!” said the girl and all Edward could do was just stare, blinking like an idiot as his brain seemed to stall as he took in the girl.

“Vivi! Artie’s down the hall with your painting rag, if he gets in Dad’s stuff he’ll… well he’ll not murder you but he won’t be happy” came Will’s voice as he appeared around the corner “Lord, what happened to you Ed? Vivi you need to watch where you’re going”

“Right, yes sorry… I’ll go get Artie, sorry again” Vivi said to Edward before running off around the corner before his brain could mutter any words.

“It’s not a problem” he said half-stupidly as he looked at the space and just blinked.

Will just laughed and clapped him on the shoulder “sorry about Violet, she doesn’t look here she is going sometimes, especially when Artie is involved. Come here, I think i’ve got a spare waistcoat. Mrs C will get that cleaned up and send it down to us at school…”

Whatever else happened that afternoon Edward had no idea, it was all a blur as he swapped his waistcoat and put on one of his best friends, but he didn’t see Violet again as he was in the carriage within an hour but he was certain of one thing as he climbed into the carriage…

He was almost 99% sure he had just met the woman he wanted to marry…

[naquey]

I figured I might as well start a masterlist while I'm at it because I never really had one before, and don't exactly know how to write one. No better way to whack at it, am I right?

Hi! You an call me Naqe or N. I'm aspiring to be an author and have loved writing since I was in fifth grade. It has been my passion for as long as I've known. I write fanfiction as a hobby, and am in college! Surprisingly, I'm fairly new to tumblr despite writing fanfiction for a long time. I started out on Quotev and just recently moved to AO3 under the same name Naqe. I deeply enjoy the fandoms that I am in and the fandoms that I discover.

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[Batman]

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[Harry Potter]

Did You Hear About That Mother (Roan Goldfinch & Walburga Black)

The Eagle and Her Prey (Roan Goldfinch/Regulus Black)

One Last Night (Roan Goldfinch/Regulus Black)

One Kiss (Roan Goldfinch/Regulus Black)

A Thousand Years (Remus Lupin/Cassander Lyall)

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[Monster High]

[My Hero Academia]

[Twisted Wonderland]

[ATLA]

[Batman]

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[Ever After High]

[Five Nights At Freddy's]

[Genshin Impact]

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[Marvel]

[Monster High]

[My Hero Academia]

[Twisted Wonderland]

[ATLA]

[Batman]

[Black Butler]

[Ever After High]

[Five Nights At Freddy's]

[Genshin Impact]

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[Harry Potter]

The Black Family (personal fanon)

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[Twisted Wonderland]

[Misc]

Semi-Personal Drake Parker Headcanons

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Meet the Character [about ocs]

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source: cafekitsune

[yr-obedt-cicero]

On the King estate was a wild ravine where a stream known by the name “Awiehawken” dashed over a part of the famous duel ground, “which has been called the most interesting spot in the county of Hudson.” There handsome young Philip Hamilton in the dawn of his manhood fell by the hand of George Eacker three years before his father met a like fate from Aaron Burr. His second on that occasion was his cousin Philip Church, who had recently returned from England with his father, where he had been studying at Eton. These two grand-sons of General Philip Schuyler are said to have been strikingly alike in personal appearance, and their remarkable attachment, which led them to be seen constantly together, is one of the pleasantest memories in the annals of the society of the period.

Source — Mills, Weymer Jay. Historic Houses of New Jersey. United Kingdom, J. B. Lippincott, 1902.

I find this description interesting because it's one of the very few descriptions we get of Philip's appearance, aside the general elucidation of “handsome”, and Hamilton who once described him as having common, basic, infant attributes—Additionally, he was only eight months old, and any of these said features he very well could and likely did grow out of;

It is agreed on all hands, that he is handsome, his features are good, his eye is not only sprightly and expressive but it is full of benignity. His attitude in sitting is by connoisseurs esteemed graceful and he has a method of waving his hand that announces the future orator. He stands however rather awkwardly and his legs have not all the delicate slimness of his fathers.

Source — From Alexander Hamilton to Richard Kidder Meade, [27 August 1782], Founders Online, National Archives. [Original source: The Papers of Alexander Hamilton, vol. 3, 1782–1786, ed. Harold C. Syrett. New York: Columbia University Press, 1962, pp. 150–151.]

Also particularly because this edition was published in 1902, before Allan McLane made the grave mistake of titling William's painting as Philip's in 1910. [x] Which would then spur others to make the same mistake like Ron Chernow, and even Phillip Thomas Tucker, who wrote; “A healthy and handsome dark-haired son Philip Hamilton was destined to be born on January 22, 1781.” [x] The presumption of dark hair likely originating due to William's shaded portrait.

But at the same time, Weymer Jay Mill was born in 1880 in Jersey City, and died in 1939. So, he was hardly talking from firsthand experience considering this would have been a whole 79 years after Philip's death, and P. Church who died in 1861. He also doesn't bring up any source material to this particular claim, so it can only be defined as hearsay. Although his claim isn't entirely far-fetched as a whole, P. Church visited his Hamilton relatives often and did seem to be close with his similar namesake cousin. He was definitely close to his Uncle Hamilton, He also served as an Aide-de-camp to for him between 1798-1800, while he was Major General and Inspector General of the Army during the Quasi-war. And both he and his cousin Philip were part of a literature society. It was a Literature Society composed mainly of boys in their early twenties. It looks as though the members belonged to the same generational group, and were all rather acquainted with each other. A reappearing pattern being that; most of them were from New York, studied law, and graduated from Columbia in the 1790s.

About this time, Mr. Jones was a member of a literary society, (of which the late Peter A. Jay was president,) composed, among others, of Nathan Sandford, Charles Baldwin, John Ferguson, Jas. Alexander, Rudolph Bunner, Goveurneur Ogden, the first Philip Hamilton, William Bard, Wm. A. Duer, Philip Church, John Duer, and Beverley Robinson; of whom the last five are the only survivors.

Source — Jones, William Alfred. Memorial of the Late Honorable David S. Jones: With an Appendix, Containing Notices of the Jones Family, of Queen's County. United States, Stanford and Swords, 1849.

But I still have yet to see any claims that could be more solid about Philip looking similar to P. Church. Either way, it is interesting and could be plausible. Although judging by the common depictions of P. Church, I wouldn't consider that a compliment!

[sporadiceagleheart]

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[maedhrus]

Helen I love ur joplittle kids sm ❤️ how n when do u think crozier finds out/gets told/guesses that he’s going to be a grandfather I mean that Tom and Ed are going to have a baby

THANK YOU SM! i'm glad that other people love them as much as i do <3 <3

even though thomas and edward are both excited about the baby, they're hesitant about telling people, thomas because he's worried that he'll lose it, edward because he's worried that people will start calling on thomas and inadvertently stressing him out.

after thomas starts to properly show they start to tell people, writing to edward's siblings, visiting with his parents. the only people to tell on thomas' side are his sister and crozier. around late autumn, crozier and fitzjames call to visit for a weekend, and while croizer very carefully watches thomas (because one doesn't grow up in a house of thirteen without becoming familiar with the signs of a new babe on the way) he is still shocked still when thomas and edward actually tell him. james is ecstatic, vibrant, filling up the room louder than life, busy taking edward' hand and shaking it, stories about his brother's children racing from him. it's thomas who sees where francis sits more quietly, misty eyed, rising only to pull thomas into an embrace because there has always been an understanding between the two. something paternal, the closest either will get to having that.

then, of course, when the twins arrive it’s a question of which aunt/uncle/grandparent can spoil them the most

[une-sanz-pluis]

Yet the Vie du Prince Noir was in other respects also a poem for its time, ‘very much a political work, designed to encourage his son Richard II to live up to a romanticized ideal of his father’. The early 1380s, after all, was a time when almost every aspect of England’s military policy was being bitterly fought over in a succession of angry parliaments, while nobles and knights eager for the chance to emulate their forefathers waited to see which way the impressionable young king would turn. In the event, while Richard undoubtedly understood the need, and had the desire, to project an image of chivalric ardour, he showed little inclination to pursue an aggressive foreign policy in Continental Europe. As Nigel Saul and others have shown, Richard disliked war. He had ‘a genuine abhorrence of the shedding of blood between Christians’; he also understood that for as long as the war lasted, he would forever be having to ask his parliaments for subsidies, affording them the opportunity to criticise and bargain for concessions. And once this disinclination began to reveal itself, around 1383–84, it set him on a collision course with some of England’s greatest men, including the prince’s brothers, the royal uncles John of Gaunt and Thomas of Woodstock. For Gaunt and Woodstock, as for other leading aristocrats such as the earls of Arundel and Warwick, men who were descended from the Black Prince’s comrades-in-arms, the dream of foreign glory and the example of the prince, burnished by the Herald, remained a lodestar. Whoever commissioned the Vie, and whether or not they had a specific purpose in doing so, it was clearly conceived within an aristocratic milieu that advocated the belligerent pursuit of England’s rights abroad under the leadership of kings and princes of prowess and renown. To be portrayed as the heir to a heroic tradition was something that another king, another person, might have turned to advantage, but in Richard’s case the exemplary knight of the Vie du Prince Noir was simply not an image he could live up to.

Chris Given-Wilson, "Edward, the Black Prince, and Bertrand du Guesclin, Constable of France: Chivalry and Rivalry in Life and Death" in Creativity, Contradictions and Commemoration in the Reign of Richard II (ed. Jessica A. Lutkin and J. S. Hamilton, The Boydell Press, 2022).

[dhr-ao3]

Measure Of A Man

Measure Of A Man https://ift.tt/poS4iQF by Rose_tortora16 Conoscere veramente qualcuno significa distinguere tra chi era una volta, chi è adesso e chi è capace di essere. Hermione realizza la dualità di un uomo, mentre rettifica ciò che sa del passato, iniziando a capire i pezzi di chi è Draco Malfoy ora: un padre, un figlio ed un uomo Words: 3, Chapters: 1/42, Language: Italiano Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Daphne Greengrass, Harry Potter, Padma Patil, Pansy Parkinson, Ginny Weasley, Susan Bones, Parvati Patil, Cho Chang, Blaise Zabini, Mr Granger (Harry Potter), Mrs Granger (Harry Potter), Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Cormac McLaggen's Uncle Tiberius, Percy Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, Cormac McLaggen, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Luna Lovegood, Dean Thomas, Andromeda Black Tonks Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/KyQYWaE November 04, 2023 at 12:18AM

[sodascherrycola]

Instagram Intros (Steven Roger’s Kids)

Alexander Joseph Rogers

DOB: August 7th 1936 DOD: June 18th 1959 (23 years old) Hometown: Brooklyn, New York Nicknames: Alex, Al S/O: Nancy Graham Kids: Eric and Allison Best Friend(s): Samuel Davidson and James Barnes Jr. Aesthetic: Very mature for his age, helped his parents with his younger siblings. Reminds many people of James Barnes Sr. when he was young. Very respectful and kind. Sadly was killed in the Vietnam War when he was only 23, leaving behind his young wife and two very young children Eric and Allison.

Sarah Florence Rogers

DOB: May 15th 1940 Age: 83 years old Hometown: Brooklyn, New York Nicknames: Sare S/O: Dennis Rowling Kids: Everett and Wesley Best Friend(s): Margaret Fitzgerald Aesthetic: The sweetest soul you’ll ever know. She was extremely close to her father and thought he was Superman (close enough). Her mother taught her how to cook and clean and do all that she would need to know to be a good housewife, however, she became a Lawyer instead. She was big into feminism in the 1960s. And yes, she burned her bras, and yes, her mother wasn’t happy. Her father was proud though.

Phillip James Rogers

DOB: July 24th 1942 Age: 81 years old Hometown: Brooklyn, New York Nicknames: Phil, Philly, PJ S/O: Kimberly Donaldson Kids: Daniel, Michael, Elise, Julian, and May Best Friend(s): Thomas Barnes, Peter Oswald, and Joseph Williamson Aesthetic: Phillip was his parent’s wild child. Always running crazy down the streets of Brooklyn. His parents often worried about him and when he was 14 years old they got him a job at his Uncle Bucky’s garage. He became obsessed with cars from then on. He even got gifted a red cadillac for his 16th birthday.

John Howard Rogers

DOB: April 16th 1944 Age: 79 years old Hometown: Brooklyn, New York Nicknames: Howie S/O: Maria St.Clair Kids: Ella and Jude Best Friend(s): Chandler Atkins Aesthetic: Howie was a total suck up to his parents (especially his mother) and would always snitch on his older siblings, until he had younger siblings who would snitch on him. His mother always adored him so, he was a very sweet boy to everyone. Never complained about putting a tie on for church or sitting patiently at the dinner tables, always saying his prayers. When he was a teenager he had all the girls, some during the same time, his father had to sit him down and have a talk. That’s when he met Maria and stuck with her.

Robert Nicholas Rogers

DOB: June 12th 1946 Age: 77 years old Hometown: Brooklyn, New York Nicknames: Rob, Robbie S/O: Susan Berry Kids: Marcus, Allen, Louis, and Michelle Best Friend(s): Matthew Barnes and Kenneth Baker Aesthetic: He was the cool kid from the very beginning, quite literally. When he was 3 he fell into a frozen lake and almost died, gave his mama a heart attack. He was obsessed with Elvis Presley and begged him daddy to teach him how to gel his hair like his, and he kept his hair like that until he was well into his twenties. Robbie always would dance in front of the television with Elvis, while his little sister would sit and stare. Grew up to be a singer just like him. Almost cried when he died.

Clara Jo Rogers

DOB: November 5th 1950 Age: 73 years old Hometown: Paterson, New Jersey Nicknames: Clare, CJ S/O: Harry Marx Kids: Russell, Rose, and Shelia Best Friend(s): Russell Barnes and Denise Lewis Aesthetic: Like her older brother, was also obsessed with Elvis. She was in love from the moment she saw him on the Ed Sullivan show in 1956. Her father wasn’t too happy but couldn’t do anything about it. She was always a girly girl which her mother adored. Since Sarah never wanted to do anything with her mama, Clara kindly stepped in. Loved going shopping with her mama at the mall, baking, and playing mom with her little brothers. Thought she was going to marry Elvis, but ended up meeting and falling in love with his roadie, Harry Marx. She met Elvis and freaked out, she was speechless and stuttering over her words.

Scott Ivan Rogers

DOB: December 19th 1951 DOD: December 18th 1969 (18 years old) Hometown: Paterson, New Jersey Nicknames: Scotty S/O: Maryann Mulder Kids: None Best Friend(s): David Barker and Peggy Moore Aesthetic: Scott was the pretty boy in his family. Not so smart but very good-lookin’. Girls were always following him since he was young. When he was 17 he was drafted into the Vietnam War, similar to his older brother he never met. His mother sobbed her eyes, while his father held him, the two crying themselves. They didn’t understand. There was a non-written rule that no two children could be drafted to the same war. It was just unfair. Turns out the president wanted to send Scotty to war to see if the super-serum passed down from his father. When his father found this out he beat himself over it. Never got over it after his death.

Timothy Leonard Rogers

DOB: February 18th 1956 Age: 67 years old Hometown: Paterson, New Jersey Nicknames: Tim, Timmy, and Leo S/O: Valerie Pratt Kids: Georgia, Whitney, Bethany, Ryder, and Ethan Best Friend(s): Jesse Barnes and Rodney Heffer Aesthetic: He was a surprise baby. Wasn’t planned whatsoever and it showed. His parents were getting older and was the glass child of his family. Because of this he was pretty close with his older sister, Clara. She loved him like a mother. She always looked out for him and whenever he got teased or picked on at school, you know damn straight she would hear and deal with it. Many suspensions later and they are still as tight as that.

[valentinesparda]

[ • f/ovember takeover!! • ]

" it's called fashionably late. "

" alright, here's the deal; our darling little lover has been in need of a break. and most of us here have taken it upon ourselves to rub shoulders for a while and answer all of your burning questions. maybe even talk with some other friends of our partners and their partners? ah, who knows.

might as well make fools of ourselves, right? nothing wrong with a little bit of fun. and since i, king of santa destroy, have been recently promoted to husband status, i figured i would take up the mantle and make the announcement. no jokes about the fact that we forgot our own wedding.

now - START THE GAME. "

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[ F/OVEMBER starts NOW. i will be participating very casually. all posts will be tagged with #it's a takeover!!, #fovember, and #events. full list of participating members will be below. sorry about the length. :3 like this post if you are involved in f/ovember and i will send an f/o to pester you!! ]

ROMANTIC / OTHERWISE:

travis touch.down (married!!) [ nmh: s/i - killian ]

vergil (married) & v (complicated) [ dmc: s/i - gabriel ]

yasha (married) [ as.ura's wrath: s/i - callistus ]

spike (partner), faye (complicated)[ cowboy be.bop: s/i - raine ]

lady maria (partner) [ blood.borne: s/i - ezra ]

va.rré (complicated) [ eld.en ring: s/i - sabriel ]

bla.idd, ra.nni (complicated) [eld.en ring: s/i - ilyswyn ]

adam jen.sen (partner) [ deus ex: s/i - jude ]

kana.me date (partner) [ a.i. som.nium files: s/i - jun ]

leo (partner) [ an.archy reigns: s/i - rabbit ]

mirage (partner) [ apex legends: s/i - tempest ]

vash (partner) [ tri.gun: s/i - paisley ]

kotetsu t. kabu.ragi / wild tiger (partner) [ ti.ger & bunny: s/i - jamie wolff (superhero name still being figured out orz) ]

thomas shel.by (married) [ peaky bli.nders: s/i - aubrey ]

angelus & caim (poly) [ draken.gard: s/i - vine ]

ajay ghale (partner) [ fc4: s/i - izzy ]

genesis (one-sided/complicated), sephi.roth (complicated) [ ff7: s/i - lav ]

vincent (partner), reno (exes/coworkers) [ ff7: s/i - robin ]

ray sta.ntz (partner) [ ghost.busters: s/i - mina ]

kabal (partner), skarlet (exes/complicated) [ mor.tal kom.bat: s/i - azazel ]

hughie (exes/partner) [ the b.oys: s/i - remy ]

chris red.field (complicated) [ resi.dent evil: s/i - des ]

leon kenn.edy & ada w.ong (poly) [ resi.dent evil: s/i - august ]

lady dimi.trescu (complicated) [ resi.dent evil: s/i - magdalena ]

john wi.ck (partner/complicated) [ john wi.ck: s/i - hermes ]

er.end (partner) [ hzd: s/i - kore ]

lord death (partner) [ soul ea.ter: s/i - vasily ]

jesse faden (partner) [ control: s/i - florence ]

PLATONIC & FAMILIALS:

nero (adopted son) & dante (brother in law) [ dmc: s/i - gabriel ]

asura (brother in law), mithra (niece) [ as.ura's wrath: s/i - callistus ]

jet (uncle figure), ed (friend), ein (dog) [ cowboy be.bop: s/i - raine ]

kana.me mizuki (adopted daughter), pewter (friend) [ a.i. som.nium files: s/i - jun ]

big bull (brother), jack cay.man (father figure/friend) [ an.archy reigns: s/i - rabbit ]

caustic (father figure) [ apex legends: s/i - tempest ]

karina lyle / blue rose (student) [ ti.ger & bunny: s/i - jamie wolff (superhero name still being figured out orz ]

arthur (brother in law/friend), polly (mother figure), lizzie (friend) [ peaky bli.nders: s/i - aubrey ]

pagan min (uncle), hurk (friend) [ fc4: s/i - izzy ]

cloud (estranged brother) [ ff7: s/i - robin ]

frenchie (friend), kimiko (friend), mother's milk (father figure), annie (friend/crush) [ the b.oys: s/i - remy ]

winston (father/mentor figure), charon (friend) [ john wi.ck: s/i - hermes ]

dea.th the kid (adopted son) [ soul ea.ter: s/i - vasily ]

dr. darling (friend/crush/coworker) [ control: s/i - florence ]

eraqus (childhood friend/mentor), aqua/terra/ventus (students/friends), sora/kairi/riku (students/friends) [ kh: s/i - idunn ]

[bookgeekgrrl]

My media this week (30 Oct-5 Nov 2022)

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

😍👂‍ The Long Game (Game Changers #6) (Rachel Reid, author; Cooper North, narrator) - #1 this story runs concurrent to Role Model so I thought it was good to read it straight after #2 I love that we got such a great sequel, showing them working out some more relationship stuff (cause as much as I love a HEA idea, HEA's require intentional action) but mainly #3 I need zero reasons to reread Shane & Ilya, my forever faves

🥰 Dear Mr. Postman (odetteandodile) - reread - delectable 'marriage for insurance while secretly pining' fic. so much good pining in this.

🥰 The Lady And The Tiger (Shivadhverse #3) (Sam Starbuck aka @copperbadge) - just so in love with this delightful fluffy series!

😊 Piece of Cake: A Swanley Story (Swanley #2.5) (Valentine Wheeler) - super cute short queer romance, love to see a legit older MC

🙂 Study Hall (Alec J. Marsh) - D/s short story

😍👂‍ Howl's Moving Castle (Diana Wynn Jones, author; Jenny Sterlin, narrator) - this narrator was great and I adored that they gave Howl a Welsh accent from the jump

🙂 There Are No Wolves in California (Werewolves on the Other Hand…) (isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella), KioFox) - 49K, Sterek - pure wish-fullfillment of a bullied Stiles being rescued by a wolf pack

💖💖 +270K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

Mise en Place (Draco_sollicitus) - MCU: shrunkyclunks, 26K - reread - absolutely adore this omegaverse shrunkyclunks

In the Woods Somewhere (AidaRonan) - Stranger Things: Steddie, 5.5K - wow wow wow! incredible monsterfucking fic with great feelings. love love love

Ink & Ivy (ToBebbanburg) - The Old Guard: Kaysanova, 28K - reread - lovely, soft, wonderful modern tattooist/florist AU

Where There's a Will There's a Way (xiaq) - The Mandalorian: DinLuke, 21K - reluctant accidental Mandalore Din & Jedi twink Luke - just oodles of fun

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

Ghosts - s2, e5

Doctor Who - s12, e11

Doctor Who - Flux [s13, e1-6]

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

It's Been a Minute - Vampires are hot, y'all

Hit Parade Plus - The Bridge: Lost Hits vs. Legacy Hits

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Scary Stories from Real Places

Ologies with Alie Ward - Vampirology (VAMPIRES) Part 2 with Jeff Holdeman

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Witch Cakes

Hit Parade Plus - Give Up the Funk Edition

Hit Parade Plus - The Bridge: Chi-town, Soul Town

Switched on Pop - Scary Pockets funkify pop classics (with Lizzy McAlpine)

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Thompson Ice House

Shedunnit - The Shedunnit Centenary

It's Been a Minute - Sophistication and sexuality at 70 with Christine Baranski

Still Processing - Alien Superstar

Off Menu with Ed Gamble and James Acaster - Ep 3: Richard Osman

Vibe Check - Choose Your Fighter

Articles of Interest - American Ivy: Chapter 1

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Hacienda Napoles

Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Synth War

Song Exploder - Iron & Wine "Flightless Bird, American Mouth"

Off Menu with Ed Gamble and James Acaster - Ep 9: Selasi Gbormittah

Into It - We Need to Talk About Marvel (Plus: What's Vinny Thomas Into?)

One Year Plus - 1942: The Day the Music Stopped

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Kasanka Bat Migration

Off Menu with Ed Gamble and James Acaster - Ep 99: Domhnall Gleeson

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

Uncle Fester's Record Collection

Heavy Metal Halloween

Essential Hard Rock

Godsmack

Classic Disco Hits

Presenting Troy Sivan

[ulkaralakbarova]

Five twenty-something friends spend a drug-fueled weekend in Cardiff, Wales. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Jip: John Simm Koop: Shaun Parkes Nina: Nicola Reynolds Lulu: Lorraine Pilkington Moff: Danny Dyer Lee: Dean Davies Felix: Andrew Lincoln Moff’s Father: Terence Beesley Reality (voice): Jo Brand Andy: Richard Coyle Karen Benson: Jan Anderson Pablo Hassan: Carl Cox Fleur: Stephanie Brooks Howard Marks: Howard Marks Jip’s Mother: Helen Griffin Tyrone: Danny Midwinter Ziggy Marlon: Justin Kerrigan Hip Hop Junkie: Tyrone Johnson Koop’s Father: Larrington Walker Jip’s Manager: Philip Rosch Lulu’s Uncle Albert: Peter Albert Lulu’s Auntie Violet: Menna Trussler Jeremy Faxman: Mark Seaman Connie: Lynne Seymour Luke: Patrick Taggart Boomshanka: Anna Wilson Casey: Robert Marable Herbie: Nick Kilroy Matt: Peter Bramhill Moff’s Mother: Carol Harrison Moff’s Grandmother: Anne Bowen Martin: Giles Thomas Jip’s Ex #2: Sarah Blackburn Doctor: Eilian Wyn Asylum Doorman: Neil Bowens Jip’s Ex #3: Nicola Davey Inca: Roger Evans Tyler: Bradley Freegard Trixi: Emma Hall Jip’s Ex #1: Elizabeth Harper Jip’s Secretary: Jennifer Hill TV Interviewer: Nicola Heywood-Thomas Casey: Robert Marrable Cardiff Bad Boy: Louis Marriot Millsy From Roath: Millsy in Nottingham Karen Benson’s Boyfriend: Robbie Newby Tom Tom’s MC: Ninjah Jip’s Mother’s Client: Cadfan Roberts Koop’s Workmate: Mad Doctor X Bad Boy: Jason Samuels Breakdancer / Bodypopper: Tim Hamilton Bodypopper: Alicia Ferraboschi Bodypopper: Sherena Flash Bodypopper: Marat Khairoullin Bodypopper: Adam Pudney Bodypopper: Mark Seymore Bodypopper: Algernon Williams Bodypopper: Colin Williams Bodypopper: Frank Wilson Film Crew: Supervising Sound Editor: Glenn Freemantle Sound Editor: Tom Sayers Dialogue Editor: Gillian Dodders Casting Director: Sue Jones Additional Editing: Stuart Gazzard Associate Producer: Rupert Preston Producer: Allan Niblo Director: Justin Kerrigan Producer: Emer McCourt Co-Executive Producer: Michael Wearing Steadicam Operator: Paul Edwards Second Assistant Director: Marcus Collier Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Craig Irving Editor: Patrick Moore Director of Photography: Dave Bennett Costume Designer: Claire Anderson Original Music Composer: Matthew Herbert Set Dresser: Ed Talfan Sound Recordist: Martyn Stevens Production Coordinator: Andrea Cornwell Post Production Supervisor: Jackie Vance Post Production Coordinator: Claire Mason ADR Recordist: Sandy Buchanan Gaffer: Andrew Taylor Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Nicolas Le Messurier Script Supervisor: Laura Gwynne Assistant Sound Editor: Susan French Music Supervisor: Pete Tong Makeup & Hair: Kerry September First Assistant Director: Charlie Watson Post Production Supervisor: Maria Walker Second Assistant Director: Matthew Penry-Davey Assistant Editor: Amy Adams Foley Editor: Miriam Ludbrook Original Music Composer: Roberto Leite Storyboard Artist: Nick Kilroy Dialogue Editor: Keith Marriner Makeup Designer: Tony Lilley First Assistant Director: Emma Pounds Music Consultant: Arthur Baker Co-Executive Producer: Kevin Menton Electrician: Mark Hutchings Boom Operator: Jeff Welch Costume Assistant: Karen Mason Casting Director: Gary Howe Production Design: David Buckingham Co-Executive Producer: Nigel Warren-Green Executive Producer: Renata S. Aly Art Direction: Sue Ayton First Assistant Director: Hywel Watkins Third Assistant Director: Tivian Zvekan Location Manager: Peter Vidler Location Manager: Frank Coles Assistant Location Manager: Roland Mercer Focus Puller: Mike Chitty Clapper Loader: Ewan O’Brien Key Grip: David Hopkins Construction Manager: Martin Dawes Property Master: John C. Reilly Set Dresser: Riana Griffiths Art Department Assistant: Jacqui Puscher Storyboard Artist: Deena Mathews Costume Supervisor: Anne McManus Makeup & Hair: Hanna Coles Still Photographer: Hector Bermejo Unit Publicist: Jessica Kirsh Movie Reviews: zag: One of my favorite films of all time, its a period movie describing the young party goers of the UK in the 1990’s. It hits the nail on the head, the lov...

[qnewsau]

Veteran comes out in own obituary to 'forever rest in peace'

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Veteran comes out in own obituary to 'forever rest in peace'

A retired firefighter and decorated war veteran from New York is going viral after he came out as gay in his own obituary so he can finally rest in peace.

Col. Edward Thomas Ryan died at the age of 85 in his home in Albany, New York. He lived there and nearby for most of his life, where he served as a firefighter after his military service.

He received numerous medals and honours throughout his life, including a Defense of Liberty Medal for service to his state after 9/11.

Local paper Albany Times Union published an obituary, listed Edward Ryan’s achievements. The obit then went on to add something else Col. Ryan “wanted to share”.

“I must tell you one more thing,” Col. Ryan wrote.

“I was gay all my life, through grade school, through High School, through College, through Life,” Edward Thomas Ryan said.

He added, “I was in a loving and caring relationship with Paul Cavagnaro of North Greenbush. He was the love of my life. We had 25 great years together.

“Paul died in 1994 from a medical procedure gone wrong. I’ll be buried next to Paul.

“I’m sorry for not having the courage to come out as gay. I was afraid of being ostracized by family, friends, and co-workers.

“Seeing how people like me were treated, I just could not do it. Now that my secret is known, I’ll forever rest in peace.”

Col. Ryan is survived by his 14 nieces and nephews, who lovingly called him ‘Uncle Ed.’

‘This is why we have Pride Month’

The late New York man’s obituary has gone viral, with hundreds getting emotional reading Edward Ryan’s story and posting comments.

“You were a true hero. I’m heartbroken you had to live your life in silence but so happy to hear of your life with Paul,” one person wrote.

“Nobody should have to spend a lifetime hiding who they are and who they love,” another added.

“This is why we have Pride Month,” another person posted on X.

For the latest LGBTIQA+ Sister Girl and Brother Boy news, entertainment, community stories in Australia, visit qnews.com.au. Check out our latest magazines or find us on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and YouTube.

[i-am-brandon]

my life story chapter 12

If you wanted anything else to happen it didn’t probably because of her sister. In school they had Valentine’s Day cards I don’t know if I got 1. Other people dating got 1 not me Ralph Wiggum on the simpsons. Back then at some point there is participation trophies I think I got 1 for bowling, otherwise 1 guy gets a trophy and they hate on everybody else. I don’t think I’m good at bowling I’m pretty sure I got a gutter ball recently and that is when it becomes not as fun. I went to the universal studios theme park back then and I remember seeing in a glass case something scary, it was a Chucky doll, scared me when I was younger also it looked like Chucky hurt his face pretty bad, I think that’s scary to look at it as a younger person, I didn’t see that movie until later, my brother Ryan said to scared younger me if that thing moves I’ll punch it in the face. This 1 guy I don’t remember his name he liked to read scary stories out loud, he said does anyone want to watch it this 90’s clown murderer movie, everybody said no to that he didn’t like it, the group agreed on watching a scary movie about snakes, maybe the movie was called Anaconda the year was 1997. Did I talk about that 1 girl at my school who had an eating disorder, her friends were worried about her not eating enough, younger me didn’t know what an eating disorder was. Or how about that 1 time at school I got called a retard. I would go to Lego land that’s an amusement park about legos. I would go to Anaheim Angels baseball games, I went to a Anaheim Ducks game my uncle Barry didn’t like it when the Anaheim Ducks lost to the Dallas Stars I thought it was a good game. In the 90’s they were called the Anaheim Angels this later got changed to the L.A. Angels in 2016. I remember this 1 guy and i don’t know if it was anger management guy or not talked about inappropriate butt stuff in class about girl’s and he said to me would you do that for your girl, I didn’t know how to respond, i probably said I don’t know. I used to help out in the special ed class, I used to help the teachers babysit the students, it seemed alright because special ed students don’t disobey there minds are too dumb to do so, so that seemed good for babysitting it seemed like, 1 of the students was named Edgar, he would stick out his tongue I don’t think in an inappropriate way and he would play with blocks, and he liked to stack the blocks so he would get 1 one block and put another 1 on top of that and than a 3rd one on top of that block and I would change and Edgar didn’t like he would stack the blocks which I thought was likable, he wanted the blocks to look a certain way, it seemed good to me. Another special ed student liked Thomas the engine it was like a talking train kid show. And than I would go on walks with the special ed students. And that was me helping the teachers with the special ed students, special ed students are pretty easy to babysit they don’t disobey you. The tamagotchi so when I used to play this virtual pet game with my friends, what we didn’t know about the tamagotchi was that it had a way to save the game, and if you don’t learn this your tamagotchi will die no matter what you do, yeah because you would have to sleep at some point and this virtual pet it needed constant care or it would die, so if you don’t save it the game never ends, that’s the only way to pause it and you can’t always play it so your virtual pet would always die if you don’t save the game. We didn’t know that so our virtual pet would always die. Richard had a big squirtle plush doll, squirtle was 1 of the starter Pokémon’s from Pokémon blue. Louis C.K. Was my friend richards favorite comedian, my favorite comedian was Lewis black. My brother Travis likes the dodgers, my uncle Dave likes the dodgers, my mom likes the duke college basketball team, my dad that died of skin cancer liked the Oakland Raider, and my dads friend liked the Denver broncos.