#a tetherball year for sure

[heyclickadee]

Suddenly and forcibly reminded of the time in sixth grade when I got it into my head that starting a UFO/Paranormal club would be a great way to make friends.

(Narrator voice: It was not. It was not a great way to make friends.)

[bookofthegear]

You head north from the round room, in the direction of the enticing gleam of fish tubes. And sure enough, you find them. A bunch of them in fact. The righthand wall is lined with a dozen tubes that end in a round globe the size of your fist, and in each globe is a single brilliantly colored betta, fins sweeping in cool chromatic arcs.

Except for one. Halfway down the row is an empty tube, devoid of water, with an impossibly delicate fish skeleton resting at the bottom. There’s no indication of why it went dry, no cracks or valves, and the skeleton could have been here for years.

Actually, so could the live fish. You have no idea how long fish like this live, and even if you did, what’s to say that these fish would obey the normal rules? And who the heck is feeding them?!

You continue down the hallway, which suddenly opens up into a large room with a high ceiling. A metal walkway crosses over your head, at least twenty feet up, though you see no immediate way to reach it.

The ground floor is empty except for white lines chalked on the floor. You’re still a little nervous after the chalked warnings on the last room, but this seems far more benign. In fact, it’s a hopscotch court. A really long, complicated one, drawn in a spiral that covers most of the floor, and numbered from one to one hundred and eight.

[drunk-on-dk]

With Somebody Else | Kim Mingyu (m)

✦pairing: fwb!Mingyu x fem!reader

✦genre: SMUT (minors DNI) fluff? angst? fwb feels yenno

✦wc: ~3.0 and some change

✦summary: No longer being able to go back and forth with Mingyu, you decide to seek out somebody else.

NSFW warnings under the cut, minors do not read, 18+ only

✦warnings: no specific pronouns used, but reader has female anatomy; pet names (baby); switch?Mingyu; switch?reader; unprotected sex (safety first pls); gyu has a big dick; grinding; mingyu loves praise; a bit of tears; mentions of alcohol

✦a/n: this was a quick lil thing i wrote up because somebody else by the 1975 has resurfaced in my life and that song is what led me to this. I hope you all enjoy! I tried a lil bit of a different writing style, so I'm hoping it still paces ok. As always I appreciate all feedback, likes, comments, and reblogs <3

Mingyu should have been relieved when he found out you were seeing somebody else for the first time. In fact, he thought it was a lie when Seungcheol filled him in on the details that you’ve been dating someone for the past couple of weeks. However, something ached deep down in Mingyu’s chest upon hearing the news, a fake smile falling onto his features and watching the amber liquid swirl around half-melted ice cubes.

Seungcheol’s knowing gaze was enough to break down Mingyu’s walls. “I just can’t picture Y/N with somebody else.”

Meanwhile, you were desperate to break the string that tied you to Mingyu like a tetherball. Unfortunately, it was like a slow tear, with you fraying away at the other end of the string, and finally cutting yourself loose. It was too complicated, Mingyu didn’t want to pursue dating for fear that it would ruin the dynamic of the friend group, but you honestly couldn’t handle anything less than dating at this point. Mingyu was a kind, loving guy, but his lack of commitment frightened you, thus leading you to finally cut your ties as friends with benefits.

It was difficult, at least to say, as you were stuck with Mingyu regardless of how hard you tried to distance yourself. You saw him at Seungcheol’s pre-games, heard about how he made the final kill shot on the video game Seokmin was playing, scrolled past his recent Instagram post, and he just generally clouded your mind, remembering sweet things he’s done for you all these years as a friend.

You knew what you had to do, you had to start seeing other people, and you could no longer go to Mingyu with wishful thinking that you both were something more than just friends with benefits.

Mingyu didn’t believe you when you declared that you couldn’t see him like this again for the first time. He didn’t believe you when you said you two could only be friends. Not when he had you like this, legs wrapped tightly around his waist and cock nuzzled deep inside you.

He refused to believe you, not at all, continuing to thrust slowly into you and nibbling on your tender skin. “You don’t mean that one bit, baby. I know you love this cock.”

You weren’t sure you believed your words either, but Mingyu’s words hit you right where it hurts. You did love his cock, but you weren’t sure that was just it. Suddenly, friends with benefits became way too complicated and overwhelming for you. Hot tears streamed down your cheeks, Mingyu being sure to kiss them away as he repeatedly hit that one spot deep inside of you that had you clenching tightly around him.

“Fuck, I do love your cock,” you moan out, admitting the very least for now, and trying to make the best of what you assume will be the last.

Mingyu’s lips capture yours, tasting slightly salty from the way he picked up your tears with gentle kisses. Mingyu groans into you as your nails dig into his skin, losing himself in the way your walls throb around him as he picks up his pace. He can’t stop kissing you, relentlessly fucking into you as your walls suck him in deeper, loving the way you whimper and moan into his mouth.

He knows you’re close, he knows your body better than anyone else does or ever will, and he’s confident of that. This is exactly why he doesn’t believe you, not believing that you two could ever go back to just being friends. Not when you both make each other feel this good.

Mingyu is calculated, a large hand running down your body until it finds its way to your clit and his rough thumb rubbing at your swollen clit. He knows you’ll finish like this, pulling away from the kiss to watch your face twist in pleasure, taking note of your slightly raw cheeks from your crying. You're still so beautiful, even when you're a mess beneath him.

He’s correct that you were nearing your finish, watching you come undone underneath him as he follows suit, releasing his hot cum inside of you as you both moan and groan in ecstasy.

You both fell asleep in each other’s arms that night, but Mingyu didn’t wake up with you beside him in the morning like he normally does. Maybe there was some truth in your words, but Mingyu didn’t believe you had it in you to hold out for long. Mingyu knew you’d come back to him eventually.

It was annoying – infuriating actually – how you hadn’t looked up once from your phone, Mingyu wanted to wipe that stupid, cute smile off your face. He wondered if it annoyed your friends as well, how immersed you were with your phone that you couldn’t even enjoy the conversations taking place around you.

He realized it didn’t bother anyone except him, especially when Seokmin cooed upon noticing how flustered you seemed from a text message, “Looks like Y/N has the hots for someone finally.”

Mingyu had to suppress the jealously that bubbled up from deep down inside of him, hating the way his heart stammered at the adorable blush and shy smile that adorned your features.

Why couldn’t he do that? Why didn’t he make you that flustered? Why were you sticking to your words? Why were you seeing other people? And why is he just a friend to you again? Was it that simple for you?

Mingyu found himself kicking you gently underneath the table, yearning to touch you somehow as he has been missing it for quite some time now. You looked up from your phone for the first time in a while, your sparkling eyes catching his with a small smile that slowly became a scowl.

“What do you want, Gyu?” You mouthed from across the table, stubbornly taking a sip of your drink to avoid his gaze and knowing that you need to avoid him at all costs.

“Come get some air outside with me,” he’s pouting, and you can’t help but oblige. Even though you’re weak for him, you can’t ignore him since he is still technically one of your best friends.

You should have known that following him outside would have been a bad idea. The second Mingyu had you pressed up against the cool brick wall, whispering sweet nothings with his gentle tone should have had you running back inside the bar to your friends.

“Mingyu,” you pant out, his hot breath leaving a trail of goosebumps down your neck and his hands begin to gently roam your waist. “We can’t do this, I told you we can’t be anything more than friends.”

“You know that’s not true,” he breathes out after pressing an open-mouthed kiss to your jaw. “You can’t tell me you don’t want me as bad as I want you.”

He’s right, you can’t deny the way your hips keen into his, but you also can’t deny that your date is supposed to be picking you up from this bar any minute now. “Mingyu, I can’t, the person I’ve been seeing is on their way to come to get me, and you just have to respect my choices.”

Mingyu is like a kicked puppy, pulling away from you instantly with a look of betrayal, “You’re seriously seeing somebody else?”

“Yes, Gyu,” you sigh out, running a hand through your hair, not feeling prepared at all to have another conversation about lacking the commitment you need from him. “You know exactly why I’m seeing someone else.”

Those words stung Mingyu for the rest of the night. He did know why; he hated that he couldn’t give you what you wanted in the first place and hated that he couldn’t give you the sense of security that you needed. Mingyu didn’t understand why he couldn��t in the first place, he’d love to date you and would love to treat you the way you deserve. Nothing stung more than your words than watching you leave the bar after bidding everyone goodbye, giddy to be picked up by your date. Mingyu couldn’t help the way his hand lingered on your waist a little too long, and you yourself seemed a bit hesitant to leave Mingyu’s grasp as you left.

Mingyu absolutely disliked seeing you around with your new fling. He hated when you’d bring them with to game nights or when you’d simply post a story at a café with them.

He absolutely despised when he had to sit around you two, listening to your melodious giggles and watching you lean in to whisper in their ear. Mingyu just wished he could tell you to never bring them around again because seriously, in comparison to him, he could 100% treat you better and he’d prove it if he could now.

Mingyu would attempt to sneak you away, his charm always winning you over, and he was usually successful in his attempts. He didn’t care if he looked like a dick to your date, he only cared about having you alone and being the one who made you smile.

Sometimes things would feel like they were back to normal, and you two would end up shamelessly flirting, which was always in the background of your friendship even before you two started hooking up. He’d find himself leaning into you, and he could swear that you’d lean towards him too, your lips almost like magnets as you’re pulled towards one another.

However, that moment would be ruined when you’d be swept away by your date once again. All Mingyu could do was watch you disappear into the crowd, feeling like he’s lost all chances at ever truly having you.

Mingyu wasn’t sure what he was expecting when you showed up at his door late one night, storming right past him and welcoming yourself into his apartment before he could even question why you were there.

He couldn’t even get a word out, your hands had already grabbed the sides of his face and you wasted no time pulling him into a hungry kiss, full of passion and desire that you’d been suppressing for God knows how long.

No one fucked you the way Mingyu could. No one knew you the way Mingyu could. No one treated you the way Mingyu could.

Mingyu melted into you, arms wrapping greedily around you as if he never wanted to let you go ever again. In all honesty, he had started losing hope, truly starting to believe that you would stay true to your word of staying just friends.

However, tonight proved him none the wiser, you seemed desperate for him, pushing his tall frame that towered over you all the way to his bedroom. Frantically undressing yourself, Mingyu followed along and pulled off his own clothing as you stripped down to the bare minimum.

Mingyu released a sigh at seeing you in your full glory again, hands reaching out to caress your curves, but pouting when you shove his hands away.

“You’re going to take what I give you,” you command, pinning down his hands and straddling his thighs on his bed, “and you’re not going to complain once, or I’ll take my ass to someone else.”

Mingyu nods desperately, hips grinding up so that his erection can rub against your hot cunt. He almost lets out a whine, immediately noticing how wet you are already, and needing to feel the inside of you as soon as possible, or else he might burst. Tsking at him, you rise slightly as if to warn him, but you quickly drop back down on him, running his length through your folds and letting out a moan from the pleasure of having him this close to you again.

“God, Gyu,” you coo, holding his hands above his head and feeling dizzy at the way he bites down on his lip, your slick gliding against him as you grind down on his length, jumping slightly as the tip of his head brushes your clit. “You were right, I fucking love your cock, and I need it so bad.”

“You can have it, baby,” Mingyu groans, muscles tensing as you restrain him and needily grind against him. He could easily overpower you, but he loves when you lead like this. “Use me, make yourself cum on my cock.”

Your body shivers on top of him, and Mingyu can’t restrain himself from latching his lips on your pebbled nipples, basking in the way you writhe above him, and how your wetness makes you glide so easily over him.

You can’t wait any longer, one hand reaching down as another hand travels to his chest to balance yourself. You guide his length into your folds, your walls taking in his familiar length, even though he’s still too big to take in one go.

Mingyu lets you take your time, his hands tightly grip your hips, loving the way the plump flesh ripples from how harshly his fingers dig into your skin.  Simultaneously, you both let out a moan when you take him in completely, the tip of his head nuzzled deep inside of you as your walls pulse around him.

He attempts to buck up into you, but you hold him down, reminding him what you said earlier, “you’ll take what I give you, Gyu.”

Mingyu obeys, even when you begin to tease him with your hands running up his chest, cheeky fingers pinching at his nipples, and your tongue leaving a hot trail up to his neck. You do all this while rolling your hips against him, letting your walls adjust to his size as you nip and kiss at his skin until your lips finally reattach to his.

Mingyu can no longer keep his hands to himself, taking fistfuls of your ass, squeezing the muscle, and guiding you as you ride him. As much as you’d like to stay in control, you love the slight twinge of pain from his tight grip on you, and the pleasure that comes along with the friction of his length moving in and out of your tight pussy.

The kiss is messy as you continue to ride him, his teeth biting at your bottom lip and moaning when he grazes that spot inside of you that only he can reach. “Fuck, only you can fuck me like this, love everything about you.”

It’s a slight confession that you’ll regret in hindsight, but you don’t miss the way he matches your movements as you ride him, starry eyes staring up at you as you begin to lean back. Mingyu is convinced he’s in love himself, but he couldn’t admit that just now. In the meantime, he soaks in the way you lean back, chest on display for him as you hold onto his knees and continue to ride him expertly.

He swears you’re beautiful just like this (even though you’re beautiful all the time, admittedly). He would have never imagined that his best friend could take him so well, fuck him so well, and make his stomach flutter and head rush like how you do.

Mingyu almost loses it when you pull his body up to yours, the push of your chest against his and the feeling of your skin making him impossibly harder inside of you. You use his shoulders as support, bouncing up and down on his cock and letting his lips work at your skin.

You can tell he’s close, from the bead of sweat that runs down his chest, from the way he throbs inside of you, and from the pathetic whiney moan that escapes his lips. His hands become desperate, palming at your skin wherever he can grab and make you moan. You continue to breathe out praises to him, letting him know that you couldn’t ever get enough of his cock, that it’s perfect for you, and that he’s such a good toy.

Mingyu cums inside of you from all the praise, unable to hold back the hot ropes that fill you as your walls clench impossibly tighter around him. Watching and hearing him lose himself so pathetically beneath you has you finishing with him, your body shaking with his as he fills you deep inside. You both shiver upon lifting from him, watching the cum drip from your folds as you hold yourself above him, Mingyu dropping a finger down to your core to collect himself and pump it back in between your swollen folds.

Mingyu doesn’t let you go that night, hands roaming your body and lips constantly reconnecting with yours until you both fall asleep in each other’s arms.

That next morning Mingyu was relieved to find you next to him. Mingyu couldn’t hide the smirk on his face when you rolled over to cuddle closer to him, knowing that you couldn’t ever hold out from him no matter what.

Seungcheol had kept a close eye on you two these past couple of months, knowing exactly when you and Mingyu had started hooking up, knowing exactly when things got weird (hence the dating), and exactly when you two were back at it. He was sick of you two skirting around everyone, eyeing you both suspiciously as Mingyu shyly flirted with you at the bar.

Seungcheol almost felt bad for the poor guy, knowing he just needed the push to ask you out for real, and knowing that Mingyu was helplessly head over heels for you. Mingyu was alarmed when Seungcheol firmly placed a hand on his shoulder, pulling him away from you for the first time that night.

Leaning toward Mingyu, Seungcheol whispered a warning in his ear, “I swear to god, if you don’t ask Y/N out by next weekend, I’ll beat your ass for making it weird for all of us here.”

Mingyu couldn’t stop the toothy smile that took over his features, sending a wink Seungcheol’s way, “believe me, I’m working on it. There will be no more ‘somebody else’ by next weekend.”

Making sure to stick to his word, Mingyu no longer let anybody else into your heart other than him.

[sophieswundergarten]

Things I think the MBS kids would dress up as

Reynie - Sheet ghost. Simple, easy, silly, and you can take it off whenever you want to actually play with your friends. Miss Perumal helps him and thinks it's the cutest thing ever

Sticky - Very specific book character or historical figure. Puts a lot of effort into it, but he talks about it so much his friends know who he is so he doesn't care what anyone else thinks

Kate - Milligan. He isn't sure how to bring Halloween up the first year and ends up putting it off until the day of and when he finally does ask she's like "I've got this" and races upstairs only to come back down in a hat and jacket and boots she stole from his closet

Constance - Says she doesn't want to dress up, but later Rhonda finds her going through her disguises. So she helps her pick out something she really likes, but whenever someone asks Constance replies that she's. Like. The abstract concept of thought. Or something

SQ - He does one of those closet cosplay things where it's not hugely complicated and is an explorer or a naturalist or something where he basically wears slightly fancier clothes (Or thrifted ones if he went with Mr. Benedict) and carries his art bag as a prop

Martina - A famous tetherball player of some kind (Sorry, I don't know anything about sports adfjk)

Jackson and Jillson - Each other :)

[feldspar-thethief]

→@edhellfire

Being new sucked. He had never been the new kid in his entire life. As a matter of fact, in the past, Craig–as the second biggest bully in their small class–had a reputation for breaking in the fresh meat. His track record included nothing less than stringing people up to tetherball poles and duct taping–at minimum–one formerly homeschooled student to a bench at recess. Although... he left that particular flavor of shitty behavior towards his peers back in elementary school. Other kids, and even a handful of adults (faculty members, in particular) still knew him as a cynical, rude asshole. Throughout the years, the preconceived notions followed him grade to grade.

High school had been a whole different beast, and he thought he had slain the monster. Until his parents decided their quiet mountain town wasn't pissant and white-bready enough for them. In actuality, both of his parents had landed high-paying government jobs, and the only catch? The location.

Craig, fortunately, had already completed three years at South Park High, which meant he'd be entering Hawkins High as a senior. Yeah, he loooved moving across the country; as his delicate, teenage life balanced on the cusp of adolescence and real adulthood. Even if he didn't ❛ give a damn about his bad reputation ❜, he still left all that behind. Which meant the proverbial shoe was on someone else's foot. One that hopefully wouldn't come anywhere near his ass. He'd rather not find out if the rumors about Karma were true.

Hawkins, Indiana and Park County, Colorado had one thing in common, at least– they were both podunk, piece-of-trash towns that bred rednecks and hicks alike, churning them out to work dead-end jobs for the rest of their meager lives. So really, he didn't have much change to get used to. He abandoned one troupe of assholes and was sure another would sprout up sooner rather than later.

––—

The tall teen wandered down the desolate hallway of his new school, taking his time to let all the other townies rush past him out the doors to their buses and cars. He kicked a discarded, chewed pencil. The object slid and skittered to a halt when its gnarled eraser caught on a piece of crumpled paper. The image on the tattered sheet caught his attention, so he stooped to swipe it up from the pile of refuse on which it rested.

❝Hellfire Club?❞ he whispered out loud to himself. That sounded pretty badass. Craig noticed the ❛ d4 ❜ & ❛ d12 ❜ dice bracketing the name. He had a pretty good idea what the club was for. He figured it might be worth checking out. Or it could be totally fucking lame, but that would only put him back to [ square one ]. Crashing a meeting wouldn't leave him any lower on the totem pole than he already was. Anyway, his mom and dad had hounded him to participate in some kind of extracurricular activity. They probably meant, like, sports or academic team, though.

He followed the vague directions, instructions, whatever they were called until he heard voices. One particularly sounded out above the rest. With an arched brow and an open mind, he positioned himself just inside the door, clearly listening in.

[theonewithallthefixations]

It is P.A.N.D.A.S./P.A.N.S awareness day. No, a lot of people don’t know what this is.

That’s what I’m here to remedy.

P.A.N.D.A.S- Pediatric Autoimmune Neuropsychiatric Disorder Association with Streptococcal Infections

P.A.N.S- Pediatric Acute-onset Neuropsychiatric Syndrome

No, it is not recognized by most doctors. No, that does not mean it’s not a real thing.

There are a lot of people who have it who have not been diagnosed for this reason. Since I was diagnosed, I no longer feel like a 100% failure, only 99% of one!

I was diagnosed with P.A.N.S. in May by Dr. April. I feel like this is important information.

Anyway, I was pretty young when it started. Fourth grade, so about eight years ago? We believe it was from the consistent concussions from tetherball. One day I couldn’t walk down stairs. Do you have any clue how terrifying that is? To literally go to sleep and wake up and fall down the stairs that I walked down just fine the day before? Or to grab a cup of water and slosh it on myself cause my hands won’t stay steady? Absolutely terrifying.

And then to come home and go to the doctor and get my blood drawn. No result. Okay, another one. No results. Another one? And how about a urine test? Well, at this time I’m not sure if this is just something I make up in my head, and what if someone figures out that I’m lying about something I don’t even know I’m lying about?

And what if my new friends find out I’m broken? And I might be faking it even?

And when they do inevitably find out, will I be able to control my emotions? Or will my mind go on autopilot, exploding like Tinkerbell? What if I collapse in front of people? They will hate me, maybe even as much as I hate myself, and for good reason, too.

Years and tears* of tests, of needles being stuck inside my body, my poor fingers, I can still feel the exact spot that the needle went inside my back from the spinal tap.

Therapists, speech, OT, resource classes, nothing helped. I was still broken. I’m never going to not be broken. But knowing why I was broken helps a lot.

So to all those who are broken, to those who are going back rather than forward, to those who are loosing friends and chasing sleep with not many people worrying about you because not many people know because you’re scared you’re a failure so you don’t tell anyone, to those with parents who are embarrassed to have you as a child and feel bad for everyone who has had the misfortune of living with you, to those who can’t control how they express emotions and have had midnight breakdowns because the clock keeps changing time, I am with you. To everyone who has been literally poked at and prodded at and studied like a lab rat, I am here. If you don’t know what’s wrong, I am here to wrap you in a warm hug and tell you it’s not your fault.

P.A.N.D.A.S/P.A.N.S. awareness day. I’m not here to tell you it’s as serious as cancer or something of the sort, it doesn’t kill, at least physically, but it is a real deal and it needs to be recognized.

*not a typo

[dumbassacademia]

my opinion on meatloaf changes so drastically depending on whether or not there is meatloaf in front of me (and admittedly probably who makes it but honestly I don’t get meatloaf from many sources) and it’s like, the same energy as when you’re a kid and you have a classmate who you’re friends with but not close enough friends to actually see each other over the summer and so as summer passes and you’re anticipating the new school year and thinking about who you miss and you don’t think about them really because if you do you get a little sad that you don’t get to see them and so you kind of start to tell yourself that you don’t even like them that much or really want to see them because that way you don’t have to worry about being bummed out or missing them but then there you are and it’s lunch recess on the first day of school (and you only get ten minutes of lunch recess this year, how are you going to properly destress from the pressures of the day with just a Ten Minute lunch recess) and then all of the sudden there they are, you see them across the blacktop by the tetherball poles, and all of a sudden you’re frozen to your spot because you’ve just acknowledged for the first time in a long time that you are consistently lying to yourself even when you pretend you’re not and you have missed them so, So much and you can hardly even breathe because what if They hadn’t missed You but then their eyes meet yours and there’s the scariest split second of your life as you wonder if they’ll pretend they hadn’t seen you but then they break out into a grin and your feet are carrying you to them before you can even think about what you’re doing and maybe you guys are too old to actually hug each other (you’ll grow out of that notion eventually but for a while it’s Important) but you stand there and you grin so stupidly and probably end up doing one of those awkward side hugs and suddenly the whole world is off your shoulders for just a moment as you bask in what the true tenderness of friendship really is and anyway I’m sure by tomorrow I won’t give a fuck either way about meatloaf but at least tonight I’m content

[holmoris]

i think I posted the story before but my rural gradeschool had a gigantic field attached to it (big enough for two side-by-side soccer games) as well as a couple basketball courts. This was a perfectly green grass-and-clover lawn, think any stereotype urban lawn except absolutely massive. One year it got mowed during the semester, and we went out on lunch period to discover it completely covered with cut grass.

Within an hour the entirety of the second through fourth-grade classes had unanimously decided that this cut grass was a Resource that needed to be Hoarded, and very quickly alliances formed. Three to four massive piles of grass began to form in the corners as kids delegated watch duty, defense, collection and raiding of other piles. It was absolutely surreal and there were only a handful of kids out of the ~120 or so who weren't 110% deadset on defending their pile.

This went on for the entire week. Grass was brought into the school multiple times, several punches were thrown, there was betrayal and at least some blood and repeated 'this is stupid i'm going to go play tetherball' declarations which were immediately reneged on. At one point I'm fairly sure someone cut class just to raid the hell out of one of the opposing piles. The next weekend the school cleaned all of it up and on Monday we saw the empty field and just sort of all went 'oh' and things went back to normal and nobody ever brought it up again.

i think it is unjust to deny a child their right to dig a hole motivelessly

[waybackbarn]

Things to Do in McKinney

Discover the Best Things to Do in McKinney: Fun Ideas for Kids and Adults

If you’re looking for exciting and diverse things to do in McKinney, you’re in for a treat. This charming city offers a variety of activities that cater to all interests, from outdoor adventures to family-friendly fun. Whether you’re exploring with kids or enjoying a day out with friends, McKinney has something for everyone.

Outdoor Fun at Wayback Barn

One of the top things to do in McKinney is to visit Wayback Barn. This unique venue provides an array of activities that will delight both children and adults. Nestled on acres of open space, Wayback Barn combines a country vibe with modern amenities for a memorable experience.

Mini Golf and Yard Games

For family-friendly entertainment, mini golf at Wayback Barn is a must-do. The course offers a fun challenge for kids and adults alike, with creative country-themed obstacles and holes built through the trees. Alongside mini golf, Wayback Barn features a range of yard games that are perfect for enjoying the outdoors. Games like gaga ball, 9 Square, tetherball, corn hole, horseshoes, giant Jenga, foosball, volleyball, soccer, and lots more are great fun for kids, providing active play that keeps them engaged and entertained.

The Historic 100-Year-Old Red Barn

A visit to Wayback Barn also means stepping into a piece of history. The centerpiece of the venue is its stunning 100-year-old red barn, which adds a touch of rustic charm to your experience. The barn’s historic character, combined with hundreds string lights, creates a magical atmosphere, especially during evening visits.

Bar and Griddle

For a relaxing break, the bar and griddle at Wayback Barn offer a delightful menu of food and drinks. Enjoy a casual meal with family or friends while soaking in the picturesque surroundings. Whether you’re grabbing a quick bite or savoring a leisurely meal, the bar and griddle provide the perfect complement to your day of fun. Currently serving grilled cheese baskets, fried chicken baskets, smoothies, a Texas charcuterie board, a savory hummus board and beer & wine.

Live Music and Relaxation

As you explore what to do in McKinney, don’t miss out on the live music events at Wayback Barn. The venue frequently hosts local bands and performers, adding a lively and entertaining element to your visit. The combination of live music, delicious food, and engaging activities creates a well-rounded experience that is sure to leave a lasting impression.

Creating Lasting Memories

Whether you’re searching for fun ideas for kids or simply looking to unwind and enjoy the beautiful countryside, McKinney has something for everyone. From the engaging activities at Wayback Barn to the charming experiences throughout the city, you’re sure to find plenty of things to do in McKinney that will create lasting memories for you and your loved ones. From grandkids, teenagers, young couples, seasoned parents and grandparents, there is fun to be had at all ages. 

So next time you’re pondering what to do in McKinney, remember that there’s a wealth of activities waiting for you. Embrace the outdoor fun, explore local attractions, and enjoy the vibrant community spirit of this wonderful area. Cost is $6 for admission and an extra $6 to mini-golf. Ax throwing required advanced registration at $100 a lane for up to 8 people. 

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[steveharrington]

i was tagged by the amazing @aberfaeth to post the last few lines of my current wips <3 casey yours slayed i hope i can live up to them let’s get it

1. Tommy briefly feels like an asshole for using this particular lie. Especially after tonight, with his mom’s weird freak-out, brandishing her issues like this to reel Steve in feels a little bit shitty. Not any shittier than ditching your best friend of nine years for some random girl, though, so that idea gets promptly discarded as he motions to the car.

2. “See?” Lucas nudges Max from where he stands behind her. His palms always rest on the handles of her wheelchair, even when she isn’t ready to be pushed yet. He just likes being prepared, El thinks. “El gets it. It’s badass. And when we play tetherball? Your casts? Bam!”

3. Robin gets that nervous tingling at the base of her skull that always follows a sudden change of plans. It’s not Steve’s fault. She misinterpreted what he was asking for. Still, Robin quickly constructed a plan for the day that centered around holding Steve in a dark room and keeping a cool washcloth over his eyes. Not babysitting a telepathic child who, quite frankly, scares the shit out of her.

i’ve seen this passed around the dash tn and i’m not sure who’s already been tagged so i tag whoever wants to do it!!! go buck wild tag me so i can see etc <3

[forasecondtherewedwon]

and therefore is winged cupid flying blind - ch. 2

Fandom: Top Gun: Maverick Pairing: Natasha “Phoenix” Trace/Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw Rating: E Chapter Count: 2/?

Chapter summary: Everyone’s looking at Bradley and Hangman, cautious of their stand-off, but it feels like they’re all looking at her. The girl who puts in all the effort. The one Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw’s never gonna love back.

day 2

The morning’s off to a fairly entertaining start even before Maverick saunters down the aisle and goes for the cheap shock value of tossing the F-18 manual in the trash. Some of them made a deeper dint in their instructor’s Hard Deck tab last night than others; Natasha has it on Bob’s authority that Omaha ducked into an office to puke in a trash can on his way here. One of their superiors will have his ass if they find out it was him, and he’s not very inconspicuous, still looking pretty pasty when she glanced back at him.

Though she’s trying not to do that—glance back. Bradley’s in the seat behind hers. On the rare occasion when they are posted to the same base, they always end up like this: within a sort of schoolyard tetherball proximity to one another. Even if he’s done some small stupid thing to piss her off, or she’s annoyed him by accepting his rides and not offering up gas money. They stay close. Watch each other’s six. Right now, she’s aware of him slumped down in his chair and whatever she feels, she makes sure to sit as tall as possible to shield him. They haven’t discussed the details, but she knows there’s a lot of long-held animosity between him and Maverick. Flowing in one direction, at least. Maybe it’s crazy, this urge she has to protect somebody half a foot taller and several years older than her, but she can feel that he needs her. God, she should be so much smarter about him by now.

Once Maverick’s done his spiel and dismissed them, Natasha sees (and hears) the squadron betray the rough shape some of them are in. Freakishly impervious to anything that could hinder a good time, Hangman’s already trying to organize another night out.

“Can you believe him?” she asks Bob, nodding in Hangman’s direction.

Bob shakes his head.

“It’s like bad decisions only make him stronger,” he says in an awed voice.

Her sudden laugh jerks her shoulders like a cough and, from the corner of her eye, she sees Bradley look her way. Forcing herself not to meet his eye, she leans towards Fanboy and Payback.

“You two look pretty bright-eyed this morning,” she notes with a grin.

“Oh, we didn’t drink last night,” Fanboy tells her.

“Uhhh…”

Natasha looks to Bob. Her back-seater backs her up, like a good back-seater should.

“You definitely did,” he confirms, squinting at Fanboy skeptically.

“No,” Payback says, smiling. “See, those were our alter egos.”

“You lost me,” Natasha tells him.

“Anything a little unwise, we delegate to these other versions of ourselves. We call them Fanback and Payboy.”

She casually covers her mouth with her hand like she’s taking that in; really, she’s concealing her struggles not to laugh.

“Uh huh,” she says, like this is plausible or even sane.

“We owe our lack of hangovers to them.”

“And to a couple of aspirin and about a gallon of water,” Bob says under his breath. Natasha snorts.

“You can ask questions,” Fanboy offers. “We won’t be upset.”

“I don’t know if I have any…” Natasha begins. “Other than: when you were dropped on your head as a baby, was it more than once or just one time but really hard?”

She and Bob crack up as Payback waves them off, smiling good-humouredly.

“What are these hooligans saying now?” Hangman asks, done rallying the troops for a bar crawl and ready to stick his nose in someone else’s business.

“We’re just trying to decide how much your hairline has receded since the last time we saw you,” Natasha informs him.

This is another thing that always happens, she and any other non-dickheads closing ranks against Hangman. If he tried, he could really be so much less insufferable, but he doesn’t try, so she’s forced to ward him off with attacks on his vanity. His persistent attractiveness means the verbal damage is never too deep or permanent.

“It hasn’t,” he says. “But thanks for your concern.”

They laugh harder when his thanks are accompanied by him flipping them off.

Hangman’s gaze lands on Natasha and she can just see the moment he decides to meddle again.

“You care about me, dontcha, Rooster?” he asks, shifting his gaze to Bradley. Natasha’s smile slips.

“Nope,” Bradley says immediately, twisting towards them from where he was talking to Fritz. “What was the question?”

“See, I just don’t believe you.” Hangman wags a finger at him. “Heart—now that’s what Rooster here brings to the team. Since he certainly doesn’t bring speed or balls.”

Against her will, Natasha glances at Bradley’s closed-off face. Normally, this is where she’d jump in to defend him with her shoulders squared and a warning look in her eyes. Is he expecting her to? Will someone else? She can feel the instinct rising inside her like last night’s drinks up Omaha’s esophagus. Everyone’s looking at Bradley and Hangman, cautious of their stand-off, but it feels like they’re all looking at her. The girl who puts in all the effort. The one Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw’s never gonna love back. He still wants me, she almost wants them to know. If I said the word, he’d walk out of here with me right now.

Don’t rise to it, Natasha tells herself. Don’t rise to it, don’t rise to it. Hangman’s just trying to—

“And what is it you bring, Bagman?” she asks. “Besides an inability to shut the hell up, and I’m not sure how that’s supposed to help us on this mission.”

Bradley lets out a choked laugh and, for a moment, they’re fully allied again. She turns her head and shoots him a conspiratorial smile. His rises crookedly, higher on one side, and, fuck, she knows that look. And it’s for her. It’s just for her.

She makes the mistake of looking at Hangman again. For someone who’s received nothing but insults since butting into this conversation, his expression is ominously victorious.

—

After the lesson, she hits the bathroom with Halo. Their conversation skips quickly between last night’s antics (is Halo the only one who finds Payback even more attractive than she remembered? Natasha stares at her and wonders whether they’re thinking of the same happy-drunk doofus), their expectations for working with Captain Mitchell, and the trip Halo took to Prague when she was on leave. Halo exits while Natasha’s drying her hands, promising that they’ll catch up more later. When Natasha goes to leave, she pulls the door open and almost collides with Bradley, pushing his way in.

She takes a step back, ready to admonish him, but Bradley steps forward, moving with her, and his mouth’s on hers before the door can bang closed. Her back hits the wall between the hand dryers.

This is where she should shove him away with both hands and make him talk to her. She should remind him that he didn’t call her when he returned stateside, and he should ask her why she’s been avoiding him. She twisted her hair extra tight in her bun this morning because her emotions feel like a fucking mess. Making out with Bradley in the bathroom can’t be helping, but she feels numb to the future at the moment. Kissing him has this sedative strength that wipes her mind and settles her nerves. It’s like turning off the bubbles in a hot tub; her anxieties dissipate, her thoughts go smooth as glass, and she can just relax. Both of them have a setting in their brain labelled with the other person’s name.

Out of habit—and it makes her smirk that this is a habit they’ve established—Bradley kicks a foot back to put pressure on the closed door. Resistance in case anybody tries to come in. As they kiss frantically, Natasha reaches for his shirt, trying to tug it out of his pants.

“No, that’s ok,” he mumbles, voice so familiar and so sweet. His hands go to her pants, unbuttoning and unzipping with practiced swiftness.

She tries to help him, but he’s too fast for her, so her hand just wraps around his wrist, stroking to his forearm. His fingers slip down the front of her underwear. As with any maneuver Bradley really wants to nail, he’s already completed the prep work of listening to instruction and putting in the hours required to get good. Her hand skims down again to cover his, urging him on. And then he’s touching her—careful taps to her clit with his fingertips that warm her up mentally—and she’s getting wet. She wants to pull his hips forward, but he has one leg stretched backwards to brace the door with his foot. It’s always something. It’s always fucking something they seem to be adapting to or compensating for or worrying about. Though he’s never really shouldered his share of the worrying, and Natasha isn’t overly enthusiastic about that herself.

He's rubbing her faster and spreading her arousal upward to slick his motions and her head is falling back against the tiled wall, her eyes closing. He knows how to do this. Her fingers caress the back of his. Bradley brings his mouth to her neck and his lips just rest against her skin for a minute. She feels the soft exhale through his nose. How many times has that little puff of air hit her skin? The inside of her thigh, after he’s gone down on her in a session so intense that she got a cramp in her leg from kicking it out when she came. Between her shoulder blades, when they’re on all-fours and Bradley has his head hung down, trying to last by breathing through the pleasure like it’s pain. The nape of her neck, as soon as he’s fallen into the deep, thick sleep that rarely takes him but makes him curl himself over and around her, hugging her against him in a way he never has while they’re both conscious.

Natasha feels drunk on it—the attention he only manages to give her in his dreams or just before goodbye or not long after hello again, evidently, if she doesn’t seek him out soon enough on her own. His teeth nip beneath her jaw and she moans, coaxing more pressure out of his fingers. But when his lips close around her skin and she feels suction, she blinks herself out of the haze. No. She’s not letting him leave a mark on her.

Panting, she pushes him back with a gentle yet firm touch. Bradley shakes his head in confusion. He looks as out of it as she was a second ago and she tries not to get turned on all over again by the way he loses himself to her desire. It’s what keeps her off-balance: how they can go from being so powerfully in sync to her waiting in vain for her phone to light up with his name.

“Not… not now,” she says.

Because she can’t just come out and say not ever again. Not when he keeps the door blocked while she fixes what he disheveled. Not when his eyes ask what’s going on while his mouth stays silent. Not when he holds the door open to give her a way out.

Just…

Not.

[uselessbard1031]

UselessBard1031 101

A user on Ao3 just asked me what I'm like and I realized that after these few years a few of you might like to know as well. So, I replied there and I'll repost the response here.

If any of you ever have questions about me or my stories dm me, comment! :) I really love hearing from you <3

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"Hello!

I will start off by saying I do recognize your user name. It's still so crazy to me that I have readers who have followed me that long.

As for your query, I'm not sure what you'd like to know, so I suppose I'll just offer up a UselessBard 101, lol.

I am in my 20s, I have blue eyes and blonde curly hair; I'm 5'5 and 125ish pounds with tattoos all down my arms and an extra special top secret tattoo only very special ladies and actors sharing a changing room with me get to see ;) (my Tumblr pfp is pretty much me lol). I was going to do a face reveal during livestreaming but, as I've mentioned in some author notes, I'm starting a Cruise Ship job this month so I won't be able to do so, unfortunately. (But never say never!)

As for hobbies, I write, act (currently I work as a scare actor at a haunted house), bake, crochet, sew, do martial arts (Marcaida Kali, Krav Maga, Haitian Grappling, Mhuy Tai, Boxing, Ju Jitsu, Judo, Taekwondo, Kendo, and bits of others), I do yoga everyday along with meditation, and I love love love to read (currently reading Later by Stephen King and the Pali Canon).

My favorite color is red, specifically Crayola Crayon red, like, the color that comes out of the crayon labeled simply red. My favorite food is a garbage plate (though I'm a vegetarian and Rochester Meat Hot Sauce is a must on any plate so I just cry instead of indulging lol). My favorite book is a tie between both books in the Parker and Pentecost series by Steven Spotswood (Stephen?) (Lillian Pentecost is another one of my fictional crushes because omgodddddd that woman <3) My favorite film is Bullet Train (yes that modern one; I just love it sm and relate to Ladybug on another level).

I've been writing since, well, forever. There was this thing at my elementary school called the 'friendship pole'. It was just an old tetherball pole they had taken the ball off of when parents decided tetherball was 'too dangerous' of a game for us kids. The concept being that if you were a friendless little child, you would go sit by the pole and someone would ask you to play. Well, I'd go there every recess and sit and wait and watch other kids get asked to play and never me. It was tricky then to get a swing or slide without being 'in' with whatever group had claimed them that day. So I started bringing a notebook. That's the first time I can really remember writing for fun. By the end of fifth grade I was finsihing my first 'novel' (I have no idea if it actually met the wordcount for a novel, it was just however long a composition notebook was).

The story was called 'BroadFire' and was about a girl from a horse farm who befriended a wild horse. she had named the thing BroadFire, hence the name. Anyway, I don't remember much other than that he father didn't approve for some reason -- I think he thought it was dangerous because it was wild -- so he sought to kill it. In the original ending he did kill Broadfire, but I know my mom yelled at me for that so I think I ended up changing it, though I can't recall what to. That proves then that my original ending was definitely the best, or at least the most memorable.

I guess that's me then. Um, other labels are Buddhist, Lesbian, German/Irish American. Not really sure what more to say, so I hope I've helped you know me a bit better. <3 :)"

[msdeadlymouse]

The mysterious Benedict society headcanons! Highschool AU addition 😎👍🏼 (Constance being the only middle schooler)

Kate makes really good deez nuts jokes

Martina does not think Kate’s deez nuts jokes are funny

If Kate and Martina played soccer instead of tetherball, late would be a striker and Martina would play goalie

Sticky has received a concussion from playing dodgeball in PE

Constance was the kid who would steal other peoples mechanical pencils when they weren’t listening

Sticky sucks ass at chess cause having an opponent makes him nervous

Reynie has a varsity letterman jacket, nobody knows that it’s for academic decathlon

Constance can play piano cause she was forced to do lessons from ages 4-12

Martina writes sappy love letters and then burns them to make sure no one else will ever see them

Kate has the handwriting of a twelve year old boy

Sticky draws little hearts over his “i”s

Martina has epic eyeliner skills

Reynie can *barely* swim. *barely*.

Constance is wearing at least two layers of sunscreen at any given time.

And that is all 😎

[derivativealigner]

Well I haven’t watched sp all the way through for about a decade now, so I thought it was time

Sometimes I wonder how accurate the fandom is when it comes to how we interpret the characters. Like, why is Stan a football star so often in fanfic and why’s Kyle always the smart one? So I thought I’d rewatch the show and make notes along the way to see where the source of all these interpretations is. I also wanted to see if I could get some fun info to analyze, but season 1 is pretty sparse in that regard so there’s not too much of that in this post, but I’ll make a post for all the other seasons too as I watch them

In summary, it’s established in season 1 already that Stan’s a star quarterback and an animal lover, Kyle’s an A+ student, and Kenny is poor and knows a lot about sex and doesn’t have many qualms about doing crazy shit. Cartman is a bit weird since he’s mostly just a naive brat in this season, but he and Kyle have a mildly antagonistic friendship already

I have all my notes under this cut. They include a bunch of small details and other observations. I also listed every Kenny death just because

Ike has freckles

Cartman says “Weak!” and “You guys” and “Seriously” a lot from the start, also “Kickass!” He doesn’t say weak or kickass much in the later seasons iirc

Stan says “Dude, this is pretty fucked up right here” three times in this season but they dropped that catchphrase pretty quickly

Bebe got named in episode 2

Stan’s been an animal lover since s01e03 Volcano since he won’t shoot a bunny or anything else. He does shoot Scuzzlebutt at the end though

Cartman’s a pathological liar but in a childish way

Randy got named in s01e03 Volcano (and it only got worse from there)

The mayor went to Princeton

South Park is next to Mt. Evanson

Kenny will literally drink gasoline

Stan’s a star quarterback in 3rd grade

Clyde’s voice is wrong as hell in S01E04 Big Gay Al’s Big Gay Boat Ride and he has a dog, Rex

Garrison says Kyle is an A+ kid

Shelly seriously abuses Stan, punching him, throwing him, maiming him with a lawnmower

Cartman had a pot-bellied pig called Fluffy

Cartman’s mom smokes crack and has sex with strange men

Dr. Mephesto is probably a Buddhist since he says “Thank Buddha” instead of “Thank God”

Clyde’s voice gets kind of fixed in S01E06

A guy called Mr. McCormick is killed in a protest, launched and splattered against a network building. He doesn’t look like Kenny’s dad though

Zombie Clyde attacks Bebe, rude

Wendy gave her costume contest prize (2 tons of candy) to hungry children in Nairobi

Cartman’s mom is on the cover of Crack Whore magazine. “Back do’ ho… Five on one action!” is the headline

Cartman genuinely cries at Kenny’s grave after the whole zombie thing but gets over it because of candy

Stan knows his mom’s credit card number and has no problem using it to adopt an Ethiopian child (the boys wanted a watch that came with the adoption, they weren’t doing it to be nice)

Cartman calls Stan a vas deference, Stan doesn’t know what that is so Kenny says “Dude, it’s a pipe for your peepee” (according to a transcript). Kenny sure knows male anatomy

Kyle sniffs Kenny after Cartman asks why poor people smell like sour milk and Garrison says “idk eric they just do”

Cartman thinks poor people should die and decrease the surplus population

When the boys get Starvin’ Marvin delivered to them, Cartman says “Hey mom, we found an Ethiopian, can we keep him?” and his mom says “Sure, hun.” She rarely says no to Cartman

Kenny’s dad is an alcoholic who drinks scotch according to Cartman. I mean, Mr. McCormick is seen drinking in multiple episodes and has a hat that says SCOTCH so it’s probably true

Kenny’s family says grace

Craig’s first appearance is S01E09. Also, S01E09 is the first time Kenny doesn’t die (Coincidence? I THINK yeah but it’s still fun)

Clyde got named in S01E10

Clyde and Bebe both spit on Pip’s face, friendship goals <3

Cartman and Kyle have their first fight at Cartman’s birthday party because Kyle didn’t give the right gift. Cartman slaps his face and  screams “I hate you! I want you to die! Die!” while on top of Kyle who’s not really fighting back

Satan throws a fight with Jesus after everyone except Satan bet that Jesus would lose, which leads to Satan winning everyone’s money. Mr. Garrison says “What a mean thing to do!” and Jimbo says “He is a jerk!” and I thought it was quite a laugh so I wrote it down

In S01E11 Tom’s Rhinoplasty Bebe and Wendy are sitting in the swings together and generally appear together throughout the episode, then Bebe gives Wendy a makeover so they’re bffs obviously <3

Craig first appears in the classroom, though not sitting down, in S01E11

Wendy’s not happy about Ms. Ellen taking Stan away from her, she says “Don’t fuck with me! Stay away from my man, bitch, or I’ll whoop your sorry ho ass back to last year!”

Kenny gives Ms. Ellen a scrumptious looking sausage as a valentine’s gift and giggles deviously. Wendy’s gift to Ms. Ellen is a dead animal

Even Kenny doesn’t know what a lesbian is

Wendy’s grandma died in S01E11

Wendy gets Ms. Ellen killed by hiring the Iraqi government (?) to put her in a rocket and shoot it into the sun, then she and Bebe have a pool party (very cool, they wear sunglasses 😎) and watch the rocket hit the sun

Cartman and Pip play a game of kicking each other in the nuts until someone falls. Cartman calls it “Roshambo”

Kenny has a sack of marbles

The boys aren’t fans of Barbra Streisand, but Stan is a fan of the Denver Broncos quarterback John Elway (he’s not a quarterback anymore, he’s an American football executive and the president of football operations for the Denver Broncos of the NFL according to wikipedia.)

Officer Barbrady is a fan of Fiona Apple (who was 20 at the time and had only one album released called Tidal)

Ned knows how to pilot a helicopter

Kyle’s mom is a fan of Streisand unlike literally everyone else, she even gets an autograph from Mecha Streisand

The boys are fans of Robert Smith, the lead singer of The Cure. Stan says “Robert Smith is the greatest person that ever lived!” and Kyle says “Disintegration is the best album ever!” and Cartman says “Robert Smith kicks ass!” and Kenny’s dead so he doesn’t get to have an opinion

Cartman has tea parties with his toys: Polly Prissypants, Clyde frog, Peter Panda, and a dragon called Rumpertumskin

Kyle wants to make fun of Cartman for the tea party but Stan stops him because he’s concerned that Cartman needs help

Craig is in front of the school counselor’s office in S01E13

A young miss Cartman drinks like a motherfucker at the 12th annual drunken barn dance where Cartman was supposedly conceived

Stan lets Cartman borrow his bike like a good friend

Garrison wanted to have a threesome with Chef and Cartman’s mom. I don’t know why I’m making a note of this but uh… yeah.

Cartman’s mom has had sex with everyone at this bar that Garrison’s drinking at, including principle Victoria, the mayor, Father Maxi, and Jesus (and maybe Kenny’s dad since he’s at the bar but the camera doesn’t pan to him when Garrison says they’ve all slept with Liane). Later Gerald Broflovski is a possible father to Eric, so he fucked her too. Also Mr. Mephesto and his friend Kevin, that little guy, are candidates along with a lot of other people, including the 1989 Denver Broncos (and Mr. Tenorman is included in that later)

Cartman doesn’t make fun of Kyle for being Jewish much at all in this season even though the Christmas episode is all about Kyle not celebrating

Clyde and Token appear very early on and Clyde has always been in the classroom (along with Bebe, Red, Kevin Stoley, Wendy, and Pip and uhh DogPoo too I think). Craig appears later in the season and Tweek’s not in season 1 at all, so Craig’s gang isn’t really a thing yet

And here’s a list of the ways Kenny died in this season. He dies in every episode except episode 9, and he dies twice in episodes 2 and 3. Altogether he dies 14 times

S01E01 Killed after alien shoots him, cows stampede over him, then cop runs him over which finally actually kills him

S01E02 Killed in a play by a falling teepee, then a second time shot by Garrison which sends him in the air and he gets impaled on a flagpole on the way down

S01E03 Killed by a volcano rock that burns him then rolls on him but he’s alive again in the end but gets shot by Ned’s gun that he drops and it accidentally goes off

S01E04 Gets his arms and head torn off in an American football game

S01E05 Stan’s clone punches Kenny into a microwave where he gets cooked alive

S01E06 Death touches Kenny

S01E07 Kenny gets crushed by a Russian space station and turns into a zombie because he gets Worcestershire sauce in his veins, then Kyle chainsaws zombie Kenny in half, then zombie Kenny rises from his grave and is crushed by a statue and a plane

S01E08 Kenny is killed by a bunch of turkeys. His eye gets plucked out. It’s dark blue

S01E10 After Kenny gets turned into a duck-billed platypus, Jimbo and Ned shoot him

S01E11 Ms. Ellen throws a sword through Kenny’s face

S01E12 While Mecha Streisand and a giant robot Leonard Maltin fight, Kenny plays with a tetherball and gets the rope wrapped around his neck and it strangles him

S01E13 Kenny gets stuck on a go kart and it drags him around but stops and he’s still alive! Too bad the go kart stops on train tracks and a train runs him over. Stan’s grandpa sends a video of the event to America’s Stupidest Home Videos and wins $10,000

If you read all that, first of all hello. I’m not new to the fandom even though this is the first thing I’ve posted on this tumblr blog. I’ve been writing a fanfic called Caffetamine though so I’m not a complete non-entity. Anyway, I’ll watch season 2 soon and post my notes on that too probably.

[sophieswundergarten]

Oh, yeah. There's no particular reason you haven't gotten rid of tetherball. You just haven't gotten around to it. Sure. Keep lying to yourself

And no wonder it's so popular, if it's the only way to get rid of pent up stress from all of Curtain's stupid tests

He's always framing other people's attempts to ask for help or reach out to him as punishments for his sentimentality, when really it's just because he won't deal with his repressed grief and emotions come on buddy you're just hurting yourself and taking those close to you (as close as they can get at this point) out in the process

(Oh dear, Jackson and Jillson are prepared that's not good)

Martina, oh no oh goodness. She's so fired up and he's just tearing her right back down this is so sad

KATE WETHERALLL, YOU SAY? CERTAINLY THIS CAN'T BE THE CHILD I'VE SOME HOW FAILED TO FIND FOR THE LAST EIGHT OR NINE YEARS???

I'm sorry, honestly I was emotionally taken out by a metaphorical sniper rifle when I read that bit, I just can't believe how bad he is at taking down a singular child. He lost Kate as a toddler and his whole career went downhill from there. He should have known. It's no surprise he declares the kids his greatest enemies later.

And they all think he's about to go nuclear on them, only for him to try and bluff his way through being learnéd about tetherball.

And you included the stenographer!!! Yet another side character I'm way too excited to see

Martina. Why is your title relevant? I'm just curious.

Jackson and Jillson trying not to clean run out of the room so they can quit while they're ahead.

Kate. Kate you are a marvel but please do not follow after your father and make jumping off of/out of things your go-to.

Curtain, in once again being extremely wrapped up in his own head, makes things way more suspicious and overcomplicated than necessary. It's a wonder any of them were able to predict how he'd react to things.

"his son (and occasionally his scientist friend)" PLEASE stop torturing me

He remembers her!! There was a reason he noticed her on the first day, almost like Milligan did, although, obviously a bit different. Aw, and he can see how she looks like her parents :(

Why did he automatically assume Milligan might have somehow trained her to be a tiny spy that is so funny!!!

HE CAN'T HELP CALLING HER "KATE" I'M SCREAMING

They are of such different perspectives but it's still so awful and heartbreaking and both of them are hurt by these circumstances

None of the S.O.S. wanted someone (but especially their children who they had direct influence over) to grow up the way they did, and in the end they all failed.

"The… the circus?" This was such an amazing line you conveyed so much in three words

SHE WANTS TO TRY AND JUMP OUT THE WINDOW I LOVE HER BUT ALSO WHY. YOU ARE A PHENOMENAL AUTHOR PLEASE KNOW I AM CRACKING UP BUT ALSO WANTING TO CRY

He just makes up a tetherball scholarship purely for this highly specific instance

Curtain immediately jumps to, like, 50% of the right answer and is so proud of himself. He's so silly, and yet he is pretty close.

OOOOOHHHHHHH ONCE AGAIN ARE YOU TRYING TO RIP MY HEART INTO BITS?????

Not even his whole re-analysis of Sticky's loyalty, but he's planning on trying to protect S. Q. and he wants to make Kate replace Jeffers???

(Oh, boy, Jeffers would spontaneously combust if that happened, my word)

"“Thank you Dr. Curtain,” said Kate, handing him back the paperwork that had been hastily written up, “for the scholarship, and for making me Tetherball Junior Assistant Captain under the Empress Supreme Magistral of the Flaming Backhand, who I assume is Martina. This is a really great opportunity.”" I love this paragraph so much it is fantastic

THE BUCKET. THE BUCKET!!!!

She assumes he just happens to really love tetherball, you write Kate in the best way

NO. NONONONONONONONONONONONONONO. N O. Curtain is trying to adopt Kate again???? THE PAIN OF THIS WHOLE MESS IS LOVELY BUT ALSO VERY BAD.

He's trying so hard to comfort her, but it isn't what she needs because his worldview is so twisted and desperate and the fact that they could have had such a different relationship is destroying me

Once again, phenomenal job, my friend, as always. Though you may make my emotions a total mess, my heart is full of elation because your writing is so amazing. Thank you for this, and all of your other creations. I hope you have a wonderful day :)

@nobody33333333!!!!

I know I said I'd get this out, like, two days ago, but unfortunately I had a pressing essay that I needed to finish. HOWEVER, I have now dealt with it, and so I get to gush about how much I enjoyed this chapter of "S.O.S."!!!!

(This is also going to be in a few parts, so I do apologise. I wanted to do it justice.)

First off, ten chapters!! A very exciting milestone :)

And I was so happy to see all of the sneak-peaks from the WIP Ask Game slot into this chapter; it's like five different layers of satisfying to see the passages I was really excited to read earlier match up with a piece of writing that I love so very dearly.

There is something so exactly siblingesque that Curtain is extremely angry about his brother "stealing" their joint ideas. I have basically had that exact conversation too many times to count.

Poor Jeeps. He's jeeped it up again.

"How many back-up locations and safe houses can one person have?" How many indeed. I think that either they have a ton, because all of them wanted to be prepared so they just set up like five different back up plans without telling each other, or Curtain's forces are absolutely abysmal at finding their singular safe house.

Curtain thinking about how Garrison is closer to him than Nicholas, even though she's currently brainswept herself is so sad. He had a family, and now all that he can do is compare how deeply their various "betrayals" hurt him.

"The family Curtain had lost" OKAY, WE'RE GOING THERE. OUCH.

But, really, that is an exquisitely crafted line with so much nuance and drama and pain.

It's really interesting that Kate and Milligan's names seem to be at (or near) the top of his list, while Nicholas is purposefully at the bottom. Because he still devotes the same amount of attention and mental energy to thinking about/capturing them. He's just pretending not to care.

" Nicholas, and everyone else that Curtain had ever cared about always fought against him, like disobedient unruly children" Oh, oh buddy. I totally get why this makes sense for his character and everything, but, again, why are you trying to run a school?

It is a skill that you can write Curtain's inner monologue and include such things at “The Endless Burden of Greatness is Mine Alone to Bear.” and still make me feel even smidge of serious sympathy for him. You have a talent, my friend.

You included the bit about Number Two's name!! I find that so funny, and am intensely gratified that you gave him that little thought anecdote about it.

Oooh, the way you included the lights from the shore so early in the chapter gave me shivers. I was brimming with anticipation by the time Curtain fully processed through it all.

It's a tiny bit funny to me that Curtain continually thinks of children and their skills as "pathetic", whereas when he himself was twelve he thought he could rule the world, and still holds that conviction!

"Or maybe Curtain was just being paranoid. Or maybe he wasn’t being paranoid enough." Or maybe you need therapy

His statement about the syllables has always thrown me off, but I reconsidered it here, and while I still have no answers, I have some observations: "Ledroptha Curtain" is 3-2, while "L.D. Curtain" can be considered 2-2 ("Reynard Muldoon" is also 2-2). However, both "Nathaniel Benedict" and "Nicholas Benedict" are 3-3. I wonder if the writers chose "Nathaniel" purposefully because of its syllables, as well as starting with "N". I wonder if it bothers Curtain that his name isn't really balanced anymore (as I can definitely see him struggling with some OCD tendencies; need for control and all) or if he likes it (or pretends to), since it no longer matches his brother.

Curtain's just sitting here judging Reynie for wanting to talk about his Manipulation Salad while pretending to care for more manipulation. I can't believe how irony-blind he is sometimes.

He's so awkward ugh this part makes my insides squirm

It's crazy but also really sad how much Curtain has retreated into his defensiveness since the S.O.S., because he's comparing Reynie to both Nicholas and Pedalian, but he can't get out of his own head enough to recognize Reynie as a person and possibly offer him some grace or even consider why he might be acting so oddly. It's good, because it means that the kids' plan works and their people reading skills have been put to good use, but it's still a little sad.

"who by this point was certain that the backhanded nature of his compliment would undoubtedly be completely lost on Reynie, as he didn’t even seem capable of determining the appropriate time to enter a conversation." Why is he so judgy this is actually hysterical-

Why. Just- Why? What about the Ribbon Interaction was so concerning that nearly ruins Curtain's opinions of Reynie? I mean, it sounds exactly like something Curtain would do but I am dying trying to sort it out in my head because it's so weird

AND HE'S STILL OFF. He has a whole interaction with Reynie, and then goes "Hm, I wonder where the possible spies my brother may have sent are. Truly a mystery." He's such a goofy dork, for all his "Greatness"

MILLIGAN

It's so neat that Milligan loves hiking. I just adore that detail.

Oh boy, Rhonda and Number Two's fighting never really sat right with me in the show, but I am liking the spin you put on it. I think it's probably just because I read the books and I was expecting them to be sisters, rather than colleagues. That said, I am very curious to see where you take it!

The way that you interject the girls' argument with the little descriptions of Milligan is amazing! It really captures the energy of the situation beautifully.

In a way, Milligan is mirroring Curtain in this scene, with his uncomfortable awkwardness and trying to escape the conversation.

Mr. Benedict's whole life sometimes feels like a series of putting off a task until it eventually confronts him and tips over into a domino line of other tasks. Same, buddy.

IS IT CONCERNING THAT I INSTANTLY KNEW WHAT SCENE MILLIGAN'S MEMORY WAS OF AND IT GUTTED ME

You are a beautiful artist and it's like watching a gorgeous quilt come together or someone weaving very fine lace to see you write but also sometimes it feels like you're repeatedly stabbing me in the heart

Oh, oh oh oh dear. It's the Milligan flashback. Still just as emotional the fourth or fifth time around :(

The way you describe his wife is so cool!! It's very genuine and sincere, but you keep the vague, mysterious air as well!! Very good.

Agh, and poor Milligan keeps second-guessing his memories and worrying that they're hallucinations or something, my heart hurts for him. And once again!! He wants to meet her again. I think that it adds a lot to things with how you've been writing him, because while obviously finding Kate again was amazing for him, but he probably had to grieve his wife all over again when he remembered her. (But, of course, we know that he'll get to "see her" in Kate, a little)

The way that Curtain does a full 180 from harshly judging Sticky for being timid and like Nicholas to (correctly) assuming that he's a spy is as ridiculous as it is interesting. Curtain is highly intelligent, he and Mr. Benedict are siblings, after all. However, he is constantly handicapping himself with his distrust of others and unhealthily excessive self-reliance.

S.Q.!!!!

“Not slacking off on your classes, are you?” SIR. What classes????

[personinthepalace]

MBS Trailer Analysis

Hey guys, as you probably could tell, I am SUPER excited about the MBS tv series! The lovely anon who pointed me in the direction of the trailer asked me to give my thoughts on it and well...I decided to do a shot by shot analysis of the trailer! (even though I definitely have other things I need to do haha). This is most likely going to be less of an analysis and more of me rambling and pointing out stuff haha. Apologies in advance for any grammatical errors. Also I’m sorry if I get any book facts wrong! (my memory isn’t what it used to be) Without further ado, here is my analysis! (below the cut because boy is this going to be long haha)

Ok before we begin, here’s the trailer in case you haven’t seen it/ want a refresher: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atFYUbwMYo4

Ready? Let’s begin

Nomansan Island!! I wonder if this is the view from Nomansan or if that’s Nomansan in the distance. Either way looks like there’s a lot of trees

Mr. Benedict’s house!! Definitely not how I imagined it. I thought it would be taller

You can see a manhole(?) near the bottom of this image. Later in the trailer we see Milligan come out of it. So I’m guessing this is the show’s verison of “the cellar across the street”

A secret room behind a bookcase! I’m guessing this is in Mr. Benedict’s house? It’s hard to see who’s pushing the door though- I wonder who it is

A Stonetown bus! I remember reading somewhere that the show has a 50s/60s vibe, and I definitely see/feel it

Reynie!! Of course the first person we actually get to see in the trailer is Reynie :) It looks like he’s in a restaurant? At night?? By himself??? Reynie what are you doing all alone?!?

Ah yes The Emergency. It’s scary how it feels revelant today...It’s kind hard to see but below “The Emergency” it says “Anxiety Index At Yearly High”. Yikes Mr. Curtain really knows how to create fear doesn’t he?

YES the BEST best-selling book series ever!! Also loving that pattern in the background

Another shot of Reynie! That sign says that that’s Bishop Building. I’m guessing Reynie is going to take one of the tests. Correct me if I’m wrong but I’m pretty sure that it’s the Monk Building in the book

Look they’re social distancing! The test takers! Can you spot Reynie? (He’s in the second column from the left, four desks back). I wonder if that’s Rhonda sitting in front of him? She has a white dress. Hard to tell if she has green hair

Number Two! And it looks like she’s wearing boots!!  I love it!

Let’s have a close up on Reynie :) Ahh he look so precious! And he has the outfit!!

A close up on Number Two! I’m loving her outfit. And look there’s a matching yellow pencil sharpner on the desk! There’s the “no talking” sign. And are those rocks behind the glass??

These kids are dressed up all fancy. It looks like they’re going to a formal party or piano recital. Not about to take a test

And here’s Reynie not all dressed up. Also is that a watch on his left wrist??

“Will be excused.” That’s a change from the book. In the book she said “escorted”. “I’m sorry, did I say executed? I meant to say escorted.”

I realize it’s a good thing that the show is going to be on Disney+ (more exposure and all that). But at the same said I’m kinda sad that MBS is a Disney property now 

Now this is interesting. These kids are playing tetherball. I’m guessing that this is at the Institute. Except I thought the kids there spend most of their time watching TV? I wouldn’t expect them to be exercising. Is PE part of the curriculum?

A morse code telegraph machine! Very cool especially since in the book, they learned Morse code using a flashlight

And it’s Sticky and Kate!! It looks like Sticky still has some hair, so he’s not completely bald. I’m mourning the loss of Kate’s long blonde hair, but the short brown hair looks good! Loving Kate’s beanie. And look she’s still wearing her red striped shirt! (underneath the yellow jacket) Ahh they both look great

Constance!!! I’m loving her pigtails. I wonder what’s she doing though. It looks like she’s on a platform? I thought that wasn’t introduced until the later books

Kate walking on her rope during the floor test! And look you can see her bucket!! Okay I’m kinda disappointed with this scene because in the book the floor is suppose to have blue, black, and yellow rectangles. But here it looks like they are all squares (and instead of blue, it’s white). And Reynie is suppose to realize that the floor has rectangles so he can simply walk across. How is he going to walk across the floor if it’s full of squares??

Another shot of Reynie! I think he’s at the Institute, but I have no idea what that thing is. Anybody have any ideas? 

Also Mr. Benedict has been narrating this whole time, and at this point he says “And our criteria for approval may be considered...mysterious.” Cue title credits!

Hmm okay Reynie got a stamp of approval- most likely from one of the Ten Men when they arrive at the Institute? Wonder who Pierce and Veronica are. Will they be important to the story? Also it looks like Veronica is crossed out?

Number Two is taking them to see Mr. Benedict! Huh so it looks like the three older kids are about the same height. I wonder if Kate is still a year older than Sticky and Reynie

Mr. Benedict’s study!! Look at all of those books!!! And a yellow couch- it matches Number Two’s outfit :)

So many books!!!

Ahh look at them!!! I love their outfits! They’re accurate to the books! Also loving those green lights in the background

How are all of these books not falling hahaha

Another shot of them. Is that Kate’s rope? Or the handle for her bucket? Also I would like to take the time to say that I love the music (the violin!)- it really fits the vibe

“I’m the aforementioned Mr. Benedict.” And here’s Mr. Benedict!!! He really loves dramatics doesn’t he. He’s definitely younger than I thought he would be. Also he’s not wearing green plaid. That makes me sad :( Wait does Mr. Benedict still have narcolepsy on the show?

We have an Emmy Award Winner on this show!

And we have our first look at Rhonda!!! She’s taller than I expected haha. But I love her outfit!! And look Number Two has a stopwatch hanging from her dress, most likely from timing the kids during the maze test

IT’S THEM!! IT’S THEM!!! Breaking the fourth wall and looking very confused (or angry in Constance’s case haha)

“You all possess a quality that is lacking in our society” - ok it is time to meet the members of The Mysterious Benedict Society!

“Reynie, your intuitive understanding of human nature” -omigod Reynie comforting Sticky!!! Ahhh my heart! I can’t wait to see this scene in the show. I have a feeling that they expanded on Sticky’s indecision about joining the mission, and this scene here is part of it. Ah I can’t wait to see more of their friendship! (Also it seems like the show is pronouncing Reynie’s name like “Rainy”. I personally had been pronouncing it like “Winnie”. TLS pronounced his name as “Winnie” as well)

“Sticky, your reservoir of knowledge” - Sticky at a competition! It looks like he has the same amount of hair as he does when he meets the mbs, so I think it’s safe to say that Sticky did not shave his head when he ran away

Sticky won $10,000 on a game called Buck Buck Goose -wow! Also we see Constance watching Sticky on TV. The room is all yellow, so maybe it’s Number Two’s room? But why is Constance watching a video of Sticky?

“Constance, your defiance of conventional thought patterns” -Constance ripping up that piece of paper, tossing it, and walking away- omigod I love it hahaha. Ahh Constance is a drama queen and I love it! Also I think this is her red raincoat- it’s very cute

“Kate, your uncanny feel of how things go together” - Kate!! It looks like Kate is removing a vent? So I’m guessing this is during the maze test. And it looks like she has her Swiss army knife!

“What is it that you all have in common?” -I just noticed that Mr. Benedict’s beard seems to be neatly trimmed. So I guess he doesn’t have shaving problems? And I’m still mourning the loss of the green plaid haha

And we have our first look at Milligan!! I personally never imagined him with a beard or long hair. But ahhh I can’t wait to see his reunion with Kate on the show!! (I will definitely be sobbing when that happens)

“I see fear. And bad fashion” “You’re very unpleasant” - I can tell I’m going to love Kate’s and Constance’s relationship on the show already hahaha. It’s hard to see in this screenshot, but Reynie’s nodding in agreement with Kate’s statement haha. Also Constance’s facial expressions are perfect!

A full view of Kate and her bucket! I am so happy that Kate has her bucket!! It looks like Sticky is in the back. Maybe this is a scene from them taking the tests? I wonder if those two other kids are important to the story

I have many questions about this shot. Where are they walking to? Is that the Institute? Is Reynie looking back to the mainland where Mr. Benedict and everyone else are?

Okay so the sign originally says “Room(?) At The Wheel” (I can’t make out the first word). Who is painting that anyway? An ordinary brainwashed citizen? A Helper?

They’re leaving for the Institute! Number Two with all those yellow suitcases haha. And is that Milligan standing on the side of the car? So one car takes the kids to the Institute. The other one (the one that Milligan seems to be standing on) is the car the rest of the adults will take so that they can camp out in the woods to keep an eye on the Institute

It looks like there are Helpers in the background!

Constance walking behind Reynie with her umbrella is adorable

Kate, Reynie, and Sticky pulling the bell rope! I don’t think they ever rang the bell together in the book, so I’m curious to see the context of this shot

Is this the boat in which they escape the Institute?

Sad Mr. Benedict :( I’m guessing he’s berating himself for putting the kids in danger

Rhonda and her fun driving! Btw the sign says “Who’s watching out for you?” I love that the presence of the Emergency seem to be everywhere in the show

Kate changed to a blue striped shirt, while Sticky changed to an orange shirt. Constance and Reynie seem to be wearing the same outfits

Crossing the bridge! Ten Men (sorry the Recruiters) are supposed to be stationed at the bridge entrance, right? Those people don’t look like they’re wearing expensive suits...

What are they watching?

And here is our first look at Mr. Curtain! Like with Mr. Benedict, this is definitely not how I pictured Mr. Curtain haha. He doesn’t have his sunglasses. I hope he has his wheelchair in the show

What room is this? Is that the Receiver behind Mr. Benedict?

I’m guessing this is the scene where they meet Mr. Curtain for the first time

What is happening with this split screen? Are Mr. Benedict and Mr. Curtain talking to each other? Also Mr. Benedict reveals in the narration that Mr. Curtain is his twin brother (I wonder why they decided to reveal such a big twist in this trailer). So do the kids know beforehand that Mr. Curtain is Mr. Benedict’s twin? Or will they all be shocked like in the book? Though I don’t think Reynie can make that comment that Mr. Curtain’s nose looks like a cucumber haha. Also I take back what I said about mourning the loss of Mr. Benedict’s green plaid- you can see it in this screenshot!

My facial expression right now is exactly like Kate’s in this shot. What the heck is that?

Okay this just might be my favorite scene from the trailer- Reynie hugging Miss Perumal!! Ahh my heart!!! I love this so so much!!!

Number Two with a stick! She is ready to attack! I think this is from the part when the Recruiters break into Mr. Benedict’s house

What machine is this? Is this from the final battle against the Whisperer??

Ooh no poor Sticky is scared!!

Again I want to say that I am disappointed with how they interpreted this part of the book. Reynie is suppose to be able to casually walk aross the floor but instead he’s leaping???

Milligan!!! Even though the beard is unexpected, it looks like they got his outfit right! Seems like this is Milligan leading the kids out of the underground passage

The main four! Looks like they’re sending out a Morse code signal to Mr. Benedict and the others. Though where are they standing?

This looks like the official title card! I love that the font looks similar to the one used on the cover of the books. Again this not how I pictured Mr. Benedict’s house haha

“So you need a bunch of smart orphans to do a deadly mission. I get it.” - have I mentioned that I love Constance and her facial expressions??? Also her sass!! I wonder if Constance is still two in this? She is at least a lot younger than the rest of kids. Will the other kids be surprised with her age reveal (if there’s an age reveal at the end). Wait will Kate give Constance piggyback rides in the show?? I would love to see that

The kids are like deadly???

“Ideally not deadly”- he is so done haha

Phew and that’s the whole trailer! I would like to note that the only people we hear speak in this trailer are Mr. Benedict, Number two, Constance, and Kate. Also S.Q., Martina, Jackson, and Jillson did not appear in the trailer. I hope that they will be in the show though (I think Martina for sure will be in it).

Anyway, if you read this far- thanks for reading my ramblings! I would love to hear your thoughts about this trailer as well :)