#allison seymour

[mommydearestella]

09-08-2023

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[abardnamedreginald]

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[bookshelf-dust]

what are we going to be for halloween?

gareth emerson x fem!reader

word count: 2,166

warnings: flirty little shithead gareth, gareth likes boobs, halloween!! sweet sweet kissy fluff, mentions of smoking?? some ass touching, candy eating

a/n: i LOVE this gif. "pussies? really? because we're not delusional?" something about the way he drags out the "uuuuu" makes me crazy. anyway, i really, really like this!! i hope you do too!! <33

————

October 1988

You're on your back, reading on the couch, book resting against the top of your stomach, just under your chest. You register Gareth walk around in front of you, but you're not really paying him any attention.

Something that he's clearly had enough of.

Gareth walks toward you, and gets onto the couch, wiggling about until he is settled between your legs, head on your tummy, hands tucked under his chin. He rubs his knee up and down your calf as best as he can from the odd angle.

From where he's laying, he cannot see your face--only the book cover and your hands. But lucky for him, your hair is splayed out within his grasp, and he reaches for a strand, giving it a gentle and curious sniff.

"Your hair smells good."

"Wow, thank you, Gareth. It’s almost like that’s what happens when someone washes their hair," you retort.

"You’re such a little shit, you know that? Such a smartass."

You lift the book from its resting place, looking down at him. His cheek rests on his hand, and he grins up at you, looking like a mischievous toddler.

"You think I’ve got a smart ass? Just showering me with compliments today, huh?" He moves a hand, stroking it down your side and wriggling it under you to give your ass a squeeze, making you yelp. The look on his face tells you he's very proud of himself, and you lower your book again so that he is blocked from view.

"Rude," he proclaims. You reach down and lightly slap his ass in return.

"I'd come over here to ask you a question, and now you go about, abusing my delicate rear end? The nerve."

You ignore his dramatics. "Ask the question, Emerson."

"What are we going to be for Halloween?"

That was a good question. You'd been thinking it over for a while, but you needed to make the decision soon in order to have time to prepare for the holiday.

"Huh." You mark your page and close your book, leaning a little to set it on the table opposite the couch.

"Well..." you trail off, patting your chest to signal that you want Gareth closer, for him to scoot up.

"We could be Ferris and Cameron. Or you could be Bender and I could be Claire. You've got the flannel for that. But we don't have to be a pair, you know. It could be individual. I could be Wednesday, or maybe just Allison because you know Andrew pisses me off. Or like, Elvira."

Gareth sat up at that one, straddling your hips. "Don't tease me like that." He had the hots for Elvira, Mistress of The Dark, and you didn't even blame him in the slightest. She was hot and there was no denying that.

"Gare, I haven't got half the boobs for that. It was just an idea.” He looked offended, seriously hurt.

"Hey! Don't say that about them! You're gonna hurt their feelings!"

You rolled your eyes at him. "Stop conversing with my boobs, Gareth."

"I love your boobs. You'd be such a hot Elvira. Really!" You crossed your arms over your chest, not believing him, and hoping he'd forget about the suggestion. He could tell that you thought it might be fun, but then he saw the moment your insecurities shoved their way to the frontline of your thoughts. "We could be Seymour and Audrey."

"Jesus, Gareth. You really want my boobs out, don't you?"

"I love them. They're so nice to me, baby."

————

You’d settled on being Ferris and Cameron. While Gareth really liked the idea of you dressing up in something sexy, he wanted you to be comfortable and happy. So you’d tucked the Elvira idea away for next year, or maybe just for Gareth.

Gareth’s stepdad had an old Flyers jersey lying around, which he was kind enough to let Gareth borrow. You watched him button the khaki pants he’d found during one of your thrift store visits, noticing how good his thighs looked in them.

“Hey, my eyes are up here.” You looked up at him from your perch on his bed, and he smiled at you. “C’mere.” He moved to his dresser, picking up his wallet and making sure the chain was still attached securely.

You stood in front of him and lifted your jacket a little for him. He slipped his wallet into your back pocket, hooking the other end of the chain to one of your belt loops. “I see why you think that’s hot now. Looks way better on you.”

Gareth leaned down to peck you once on the lips and then again on the cheek, making you blush.

You looked in his mirror, kind of agreeing with him, and thinking you might have to get one for yourself.

The two of you stood there in your finished costumes, looking rather cute. You’d gone to all of the local thrift stores repeatedly until you found everything you needed, your Ferris costume proving much more difficult than his Cameron.

You’d found a vest a close as possible to his, and some pants for cheap. The best part was that Steve had a jacket that looked almost identical to Ferris,’ and you were suddenly very thankful he was preppier than you. He’s agreed to let you borrow it, trusting you wouldn’t spill anything on it.

You’d borrowed a white shirt for underneath from Gareth, after discovering you didn’t own anything that wasn’t a dark color. You were lucky he had one that he slept in sometimes when he decided to wear a shirt to bed.

You realized the only part of your outfit that was yours were your shoes, but nevertheless the both of you looked very very sweet.

Gareth wrapped his arms around you and rested his head on your shoulder. “Does kissing in these costumes mean we’ve changed the plot of the movie?”

“Yeah, but that’s how it should’ve been anyways,” you laughed. “Ferris and Cameron were in love and I’m a firm believer in that.”

————

“Where to next?” Gareth asked, driving in the direction of the rich neighborhoods.

You’d already hit all the houses on his street, skirting around all the other teens and their siblings or friends, ignoring the comments from neighbors he knew about whether or not the two of you were too old to be trick-or-treating.

You hadn’t cared in the slightest, wanting to revel in the child-like escapades of Halloween before you officially weren’t a teenager anymore.

“Word on the street is that the people in Loch Nora give out full sized candy bars.” Word on the street being Dustin and his knowledge of the best places to get candy.

“Sold.”

————

Gareth was walking next to you, pillowcase slung over his shoulder, other hand in his pocket. You were looking at him, taking in the way the street lights glinted off the tip of his nose, the way his cupid’s blow shined. You’d never been happier.

You tore your gaze away from him, reaching into your pumpkin bucket and digging around for the Nerds some soccer mom had given you earlier.

It was getting later, the streets having turned fully teen territory now, and Gareth reached to tug you closer to him because of the crowd. You tore open the little pink box, shaking some into your mouth, and then noticed how close you were to him, having been occupied with your candy. He was looking right at you.

“What?” You inquired.

“I want some.” You held the box aloft and he opened his mouth, stopping walking to you let you shake some out.

“Thank you.” He kissed you, and tasted like cherry.

He stayed still after you started to walk again, your eye on a particularly big house with loads of decorations. You noticed and moved back to him.

“You’re so pretty,” he told you, tucking your hair behind your ear.

“I love you,” Gareth said. He grinned at the way you blushed under the orange string lights hanging from someone’s carport.

“I love you too, Cam.” He leaned in and kissed you, short and sweet, and then let you practically run off in search of more sugar—which he knew you didn’t need.

After a little while longer, another rich neighborhood, and an alarmingly full pillowcase that might’ve started to rip, you decided to call it a night with the trick-or-treating.

You did decide to drive around for a while, looking at Halloween decorations.

“I’m gonna have to get a better job than the record store if we’re gonna be able to afford our own decorations. Bet we could have the best yard in all of Hawkins.” Gareth noticed you were quiet, and turned to look at you.

“You said ‘we.’ You wanna live with me?” You hesitantly asked.

He looked at you like it was obvious. “‘Course I do. Someday. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“Yeah, Gare, I would.”

————

“You’re gonna have to spare some Whoppers. I promised Eddie I’d save him some.” The both of you were sitting on his living room floor, raiding your candy stash that you’d now dumped on the carpet.

“He should’ve come with us then. Gotten his own candy.” You stuck your tongue out at him, popping another chocolate ball in your mouth.

Gareth was now searching for anything with white chocolate in it, knowing you hated that shit, and so did he, setting it aside for his sisters, who did like it. The Lost Boys was playing in the background, but you weren’t paying attention, having seen it more than was healthy.

“No. I’m glad it was just the two of us tonight. I like being with you.” You watched him open a pack of chocolate cigarettes, putting one in between his lips. “You can’t yell at me about these, they won’t kill me.”

He held the pack out to you, and you took one, chewing as he closed it and tossed it on the floor. “I’m glad it was just the two of us too, by the way.”

He grinned at you, leaning in and waiting for a kiss. You planted one on his forehead and he pouted. “Noo, you missed!” You tried for a cheek. Then he got sick of your games and put both hands on the sides of your face, kissing you with a loud enough “Mwah!” to make you roll your eyes at him.

————

The two of you scooped up the remainder of your candy and carried it upstairs to his room in order to save it from the other mouths in his house.

You started to strip off the layers of your costume, setting Steve’s jacket carefully on the desk chair in Gareth’s room.

Gareth walked over when he realized you were changing clothes, unhooking the wallet chain for you. “Thank you,” you said, unbuttoning your vest.

You stepped out of your pants, watching Gareth pull the jersey over his head and toss it across the room. He then untangled his necklace from his hair, and your eyes fell to his tummy. His tummy.

You ducked down planting kisses on his soft squish and carding your fingers through his happy trail. “You have problems,” he said.

You kept going, and then realized that his thighs were right there, and they looked oh so good in those pants, so you gave them a squeeze.

“No problems. Just love you.” Another belly kiss, another thigh rub.

His cheeks went red, and you left him to dig in your bag for pajamas. “No. Nope. Stop that. Wear something of mine, please, I beg of you.”

You pulled his shirt off over your head and waited for him to pick something new out, but he got sidetracked looking at your chest. “Hey, my eyes are up here, dipshit.”

“I told you I love your boobies,” he said, tossing a Motörhead shirt at you.

“Don’t say boobies, Gareth.”

He giggled. “I like your boobies and I’m proud of it, so I’ll say boobies if I please. Pants or no?”

“Please. It’s cold in here.” He tossed a pair of old pajama pants at you, and then slipped into sweats himself. He turned around, and groaned at the sight of you in his clothes.

“Ughh. I love you.”

He grabbed your hand, leading you to his bed, snuggling under the covers with you.

He slipped his hand underneath your shirt rubbing your belly, and you took the chance to do the same, not missing the way his lips quirked up.

You leaned in. “I wanna spend all the rest of the Halloweens with you.”

He smiled fully at you, happy and warm. “Right back at you, baby.”

You leaned in, kissing him slowly, a warm press of your lips against his. He ran his tongue along your bottom lip, and you let him in for a moment before pulling away.

“I love you, Gareth.”

“I love you too, sweet thing.”

————

please let me know if you liked this! feedback is always appreciated!! comments and reblogs mean more than you know. <33

[autism-rizz-tournament]

OK SO

After a LOT of deliberation there will be 69 participants (Nice). The top 5 characters with an overwhelming "yes" percentage will get to skip round 1

List of characters under the cut, the bracket will be posted either this week or next week, and the tournament will start shortly after (ideally)

Top 5 (will enter the tournament on round 2):

Falin Touden (Dungeon Meshi)

Spock (Star Trek)

Abed Nadir (Community)

Red (Pokémon)

Suletta Mercury (Mobile Suit Gundam: Witch from Mercury)

Other characters:

Riz Gukgak (Dimension 20 - Fantasy High)

Will Graham (Hannibal)

Elizabeth Harmon (The Queen's Gambit)

Chu Sangwoo (Semantic Error)

Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Allison Reynolds (The Breakfast Club)

Bern Keene (Hello From The Hallowoods)

Legoshi (Beastars)

Jotaro Kujo (JoJo's Bizzarre Adventure)

Nico Robin (One Piece)

Kagami Tsurugi (Miraculous Ladybug)

Hershel Layton (Professor Layton)

Entrapta (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power)

Aziraphale (Good Omens)

Marina (Splatoon)

Lan Wangji (The untamed)

Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney)

Wayne (Letterkenny)

Langa Hasegawa (Sk8 the infinity)

Doumeki Shizuka (xxxHolic)

Fox Mulder (X-Files)

Kim Kitsuragi (Disco Elysium)

Hiccup (How To Train Your Dragon)

Luz Noceda (The Owl Houes)

Dr. Brennan (Bones)

Sho Minamimoto (The World Ends With You)

Laios Touden (Dungeon Meshi)

Shigeo "Mob" Kageyama (Mob Psycho 100)

Tome Kurata (Mob psycho 100)

Ricky Potts (Ride the Cyclone)

Frieren (Sousou no Frieren/Frieren: Beyond Journey's End)

Mao Mao (Apothecary Diaries)

Alhaitham (Genshin Impact)

Jay Walker (Ninjago)

Donatello (ROTTMNT)

Xenk Yendar (Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves)

Link (The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild)

Dan Heng (Honkai Star Rail)

Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)

Percival King (Epithet Erased)

Merlin (BBC Merlin)

Caleb Widogast (Critical Role)

Shoto Todoroki (My Hero Academia)

Essek Thelyss (Critical Role)

Seymour Krelbourne (Little Shop of Horrors)

Ingo (Pokemon)

Haruka Nanase (Free!)

Simon Petrikov (Adventure Time/ Adventure time: Fionna and cake)

Frida Kahlo (Clone High)

Knuckles the Echidna (Sonic The Hedgehog)

Shen Qingqiu (The Scum Villian’s Self-Saving System)

Enderman (Minecraft)

Tech (The Bad Batch)

Ballister Boldheart (Nimona)

Garnet (Steven Universe)

Vinnie Dakota (Milo Murphy's Law)

Chiaki Nanami (Super Danganronpa 2)

Kozume Kenma (Haikyuu!)

Augustus Porter (The Owl House)

Gillion Tidestrider (Just Roll With It)

Reagan Ridley (Inside job)

Candace Flynn (Phineas and Ferb)

Triffany Lottablog (Bugsnax)

Pearl (Steven Universe)

[lgbt-cishet-movie-tournament]

The loser is either too queer to be a cishet movie or too cishet to be queer...

How is it cishet media?

LSoH: Little shop of horrors. one of its main plot points is a cishet romance. besides the space plant thing which is the main plot.

Tremors: features 2 primary cishet romances (claire/bender, allison/andy)

How is it lgbt?

LSoH: AUDREY AND SEYMOUR ARE T4T. to me. also audrey ii <3 she, in the theater, is traditionally played by someone w a masculine voice. that’s lgbt to ME.

Tremors: Val, Earl, and Rhonda like so clearly are into each other. They may not have ridden THE worm but they definitely think about riding each others'. Reba has an elephant gun. Gender envy scientist Rhonda also.

[inkyinkwells]

Welcome to the Inkwell Au!

ASK BOX/QUESTIONS RULES!

The ask box is now officially OPEN and ready to answer any questions, unless you read the rules down below! Please read before asking a question, thank you! - Zillion (Owner)

Rules:

Please be respectful of my AU and HCS, there's no reason for debate and arguing, you'll just be ignored and forgotten about. It's incredibly rude to be a negative person on this blog, even if you hate my views, just please move on!

Keep 18+ asks to a minimum and censored, don't just outright explain your weird kinks and fetishes you wanna see in characters. I'll allow such as outfits and positions.

Anonymous are allowed as seen previously on this blog!

You are allowed to hug characters! The characters you can hug will be listed down below.

You can ask me questions just no 18+ , I'm not comfortable when it's about me.

Don't spam the ask box please! One person can submit 2 questions only!

Do not harm any characters! You'll be ignored.

OCs will be included in this blog and drawn at a later time however their names will he listed, some are available for questions.

You can ask the benry (bendy x henry) children however the older ones will be answering the questions, their names will be listed.

PLEASE DO NOT MAKE FUN OF MY SHIPS AND DEBATE ME. This goes for bendy x henry, I have different views on their relationship, just leave me alone, I get its a controversial discourse in the fandom but shut up! It's not hurting anyone! Ships will be listed.

If you want me to draw your character (for the non-anons) just attach an image, I love drawing your guy's ocs!

DO NOT STEAL, TRACE OR REPOST MY ART. I WILL FIND OUT. Reposting is forbidden, I have a Twitter for a reason, soon I'll make a pinterest.

Don't try kissing characters please, hugs and head pats are allowed.

Characters for asks:

Ink Demon/Bendy

Henry Stein

Linda Stein

Joey Drew

Audrey Drew

Shipahoy Dudely + Crackle the Crab

Alice + Allison Angel

Tom Boris

Buddy Boris

Sammy Lawrence

Norman Polk (Projectionist)

Jack Fain

Wilson Arch

The Keepers

Betty

Porter

Heidi

The Butcher Gang (Charely, Barley, Edgar And Carley)

Bertrum Piedmont

Wally Franks

Lost Ones

Ocs:

Atlas Angel (Available For Asks/Questions)

Boaz The Unicorn (Available)

Kiki The Angel Demon (Available)

Cheshire (NOT available)

Zadikal Angel (NOT available)

Inky Angel (Avaliable)

Cupid Angel (NOT available)

Seymour Cloris (NOT available)

Rebecca Arachnid (Available)

Pie The Lovebird (Available)

Lila Stein (Available)

Swan (NOT available)

Axis Angel (NOT available)

Raveen Ravin (NOT available)

Seraph Angel (NOT available)

Sindy (NOT available)

Percy (NOT available)

Nondy (Available)

More to be revealed...

Benry Kids:

Older = Available For Asks

Leviathan (Older)

Endy (Older)

Tinie (Older)

Bendy Darling/Junior (Baby)

Classi (Older)

Wendi (Baby)

Allin (Baby)

Jasper (Baby)

Bammy (Child)

Zenith (Older)

Ships:

Bendy x Henry

Sammy x Norman

Allison X Tom

(That's all for right now...lol)

Huggable:

Bendy (In toon form)

Kiki

Buddy Boris

Sammy Lawrence

Audrey Drew

Henry Stein

(Not many but yeah...)

Thanks for reading and being respectful, another post with a short fanfic about the AU will be published soon!

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[poetlcs]

2023 reading tracker

total: 75/52

sff

a sky beyond the storm - sabaa tahir

enclave - claire g. coleman

a criminal magic - lee kelly (dnf)

the shattered city - lisa maxwell

a feast for crows - george r.r martin

the ballad of songbirds and snakes - suzanne collins

chain of iron - cassandra clare

hell bent - leigh bardugo

chain of thorns - cassandra clare

the bronzed beasts - roshani chokshi

the drowning faith - r.f kuang

how high we go in the dark - sequoia nagamatsu

the jasmine throne - tasha suri

the hunger games - suzanne collins

catching fire - suzanne collins

mockingjay - suzanne collins

a far wilder magic - allison saft

translated

the transmigration of bodies - yuri herrera

portrait of an unknown lady - maria gainza

love in the big city - sang young park

my brilliant friend - elena ferrante

frankenstein in baghdad - ahmed saadawi

la bastarda - trifonia melibea obono

bolla - pajtim statovci

contemporary

you are eating an orange. you are naked - sheung-king

seeing other people - diana reid

the henna wars - adiba jaigirdar

you and me on vacation - emily henry

now that i see you - emma batchelor 

delilah green doesn’t care - ashley herring blake

becoming kirrali lewis - jane harrison

style - chelsea m. cameron

yellowface - rf kuang

the summer i turned pretty - jenny han

it’s not summer without you - jenny han

the charm offensive - alison cochrun

love & virtue - diana reid

the divines - ellie eaton

sincerely, carter - whitney g

crushing - genevieve novak

icebreaker - hannah grace

cleopatra & frankenstein - coco mellors

duck a l’orange for breakfast - karina may

happy place - emily henry

wildfire - hannah grace

i am not your perfect mexican daughter - erika l. sanchez

you don’t have a shot - racquel marie

mystery/thriller

final girls - riley sager

nine liars - maureen johnson

the box in the woods - maureen johnson

a good girls guide to murder - holly jackson

good girl, bad blood - holly jackson

queen of the tiles - hanna alkaf

as good as dead - holly jackson

kill joy - holly jackson

five survive - holly jackson

the dry - jane harper

non-fiction

mirror sydney - vanessa berry

in byrons wake: the turbulent lives of lord byron’s wife and daughter, annabella milbanke and ada lovelace - miranda seymour

the lavender scare: the cold war persecution of gays and lesbians in the federal government - david k. johnson

odd girl out: the hidden culture of aggression in girls - rachel simmons

dinosaurs rediscovered - michael j. benton

queer others in victorian gothic - ardel haefele-thomas

alone time: four cities, four seasons and the pleasures of solitude - stephanie rosenbloom

how to break up with fast fashion - lauren bravo

the white album - joan didion

the gene - siddhartha mukherjee

the new hite report: the revolutionary report on female sexuality - shere hite

my body - emily ratajkowski

historical fiction

the mountains sing - nguyen phan que mai

one for the master - dorothy johnson

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow - gabrielle zevin

the christie affair (dnf) - nina de gramont

classics

things fall apart - chinua achebe

northanger abbey - jane austen

jamaica inn - daphne du maurier 

[topguncortez]

Y’all are gonna learn that Allison is sneaky… but Lady Mitchell knows how to play her games.

I already hate Allison and she’s not even been properly introduced yet. And let’s just hope jake doesn’t fall for her games either

if i have to match the Court of Thieves characters to their irl inspirations i would look like this: (mainly going off of the spanish princess and the white princess)

Prince Jake - King Henry VII & King Henry VIII

Lady Mitchell - Elizabeth Woodville & Anne Boylen

Allison - Bessie Blount & Jane Seymour

Bradley - Edward Stafford & Charles Brandon

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EXHIBITION

DRAWING / PAINTING / CERAMICS / PRINTMAKING

Museum of Contemporary Art

Sydney, Australia.

Things I connect with…

A visit to the MCA today. Various exhibitions. I connected most to the works featured in the photos above, including the work by Nicholas Smith, Decorators Touch, 2023. The disparate parts, the play of interior / exterior, dirty / clean, heavy / light, hard / soft, big / small. It had real moments to latch on to, like the little postcard sized collage works masking taped to the artwork in various places, breaking up large areas of colour, that were hand painted or sewn. The work must be about domesticity, and possibly the intimacy, and comfort experienced in this setting. The two organic ceramic works could represent figures, possibly people put on self-made pedestals, like a D.I.Y. Bunnings weekend project, and the other even an interior scene of a moment of intimacy on a mattress, this feeling heightened by the makeshift lovingly quilted walls hanging from the ceiling. To me, the work could be a metaphor for falling in love too quick, rushing into a domestic relationship without first setting up a solid foundation to build upon, rushing to build something quickly with someone without getting to know them properly, but based entirely on how great you think they are. The artist should be commended for making an inviting space filled with curious objects that only get more interesting upon closer inspection. For me, it was one of the only works across the many works viewed today, that didn’t fall apart the closer I physically got. I couldn’t get close enough. I wanted to touch it.

FROM THE MCA WEBSITE:

MCA Collection: Eight Artists.

Responding to notions of seriality, repetition and return. Featuring singular pieces by Sally Gabori, Raelene Kerinauia Lampuwatu, Emily Kame Kngwarreye, Naminapu Maymuru-White, Esme Timbery Judith Wright and Gulumbu Yunupiŋu, and Sandra Selig. They include dynamic depictions of significant cultural stories and practices, deeply personal kinship relations, matrilineal lineages as well as compelling relationships to the body.

MCA Curator, Manya Sellers

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The National 4: Australian Art Now

Featuring new commissions and recent works by an intergenerational and culturally diverse group of artists and collectives, The National 4: Australian Art Now reflects how artists are responding to some of the most urgent and critical ideas of our times, imagining new ways of seeing and being in the world at a time of unprecedented change. Reflecting the latest evolutions in contemporary art, the exhibition includes works in diverse media including painting, photography, film, video, sculpture, installation, drawing, sound and performance, encompassing a range of experimental, process-based and socially engaged practices.

Hoda Afshar (VIC) Daniel Boyd (NSW) Eugene Carchesio (QLD) Allison Chhorn (SA) Léuli Eshrāghi (NT/QLD/Canada) Ivi (QLD/Aotearoa/Tonga) Diena Georgetti (VIC) Simryn Gill (NSW/Malaysia) Jilamara Arts and Crafts Association (NT) Mia Salsjö (VIC) Kieren Seymour (VIC) Nicholas Smith (VIC/USA) Isabelle Sully (The Netherlands/VIC) Amanda Williams (NSW) Rudi Williams (VIC)

MCA Curator Jane Devery.

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Round One, Pair Sixteen

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Dennis Dunce of Saratoga

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HAPPY FRANK MILLS DAY!

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The New Broadway Cast Recording HAIR The American Tribal Love-Rock Musical

Cast: Sasha Allen, Ato Blankson-Wood, Steel Burkhardt, Jackie Burns, Allison Case, Gavin Creel, Lauren Elder, Allison Guinn, Anthony Hollock, Kaitlin Kiyan, Andrew Kober, Megan Lawrence, Caissie Levy, Nicole Lewis, John Moauro, Darius Nichols, Brandon Pearson, Megan Reinking, Paris Remillard, Bryce Ryness, Saycon Sengbloh, Maya Sharpe, Kacie Sheik, Theo Stockman, Will Swenson, Tommar Wilson

Musicians: Seymour 'Red' Press, Nadia DiGiallonardo, Lon Hoyt, Steve Bargonetti, Andrew Schwartz, Wilbur Bascomb, Jr, Allen Won, Elaine Burt, Rondald Buttacavoli, Christian Jaudes, Vincent MacDermot, Joe Cardello, Bernard Purdie

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QMJHL DRAFT HAS CONNECTICUT CONNECTIONS

By: Gerry Cantlon, Howlings HARTFORD, CT - The last of the Canadian major junior draft for the year, the QMJHL (Quebec Major Junior Hockey League), was held on Saturday. In the primary portion of the draft, the first US-based draftee was taken 14th overall in the first round. With their second selection, the Rimouski Oceanic selected Tyson Goguen of Moncton, New Brunswick, of the Selects Academy program's U-16 team at South Kent Prep. Then from their U15 team, another South Kent prep player, Jabez Seymour of North River, Newfoundland, was also taken in the first round with a team's second pick, 18th overall, by the Baie-Comeau Drakkar. South Kent then had a third selection taken as Drew Allison, of Fall River, Nova Scotia, went in the fourth round (62nd overall) to Baie-Comeau with a pick initially held by the Saint John Sea Dogs. In the seventh round (129th overall), the Halifax Mooseheads took Michael Munro of the Avon Old Farms Winged Beavers. In the 11th round, Mike Mardula, from Weston, Connecticut, was selected from the Mid-Fairfield Rangers U-15 by the newly crowned Memorial Cup champion Quebec Remparts. Ex-Hartford Wolf Pack goaltender and AHL Hall-of-Famer, Jean-Francois JFF.) Labbé saw his 15-year-old son, Kayan Labbé, of Magog (QMAAA), taken by the Saint John Sea Dogs in the fourth round (72nd overall). The younger Labbé played in the net in the Wolf Pack alumni game instead of his father. In the Draft portion on Sunday, 11 of the 36 players selected had a Connecticut connection. Darien's Alexander Donavan, who played with Shattuck's St. Mary's (MNPREP), was taken first in the American portion. Liam Joyce of Meriden, who went to Loomis Chaffe (Windsor), was taken Blaineville-Boisbrand. Trumbull's Corbin Carkner, who attends Selects Academy program at South Kent Prep, was taken by the Charlottetown (PEI) Islanders, Mid-Fairfield's U-15 team then saw two of their players selected as Steven Luciano of New Canaan was chosen by Chicoutimi and Anthony Bongo of Ridgefield was taken by Victoriaville, and another teammate, Matt Damdrowski, from Shelton, was selected by the Halifax Mooseheads. Another Selects Academy Prep player, Kolin Sisson, was taken by Gatineau. Greenwich native Tucker Spiess, who attends Brunswick School, was selected by Cape Breton Eagles. Baie-Comeau took Cheshire's Breckin Siefker of the CT Chiefs U-16 (AYHL). The last two were Redding's Niko Tournas, from the NJ Rockets U-16 team was taken by Sherbrooke, and Luke Dow, from Orange and Halifax took the Mid-Fairfield U-15 team. The last junior draft is the NAHL-North American Hockey League on Wednesday, June 14. QMJHL HOME Read the full article

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THERE'S A DEVIL LOOSE: SHOCKING MOMENT! BALTIMORE HIGH SCHOOL PRINCIPAL ALLISON SEYMOUR IS ATTACKED BY MALE STUDENTS as She Tries to Break up Mass Brawl in Hallway. Daniel Whyte III Says, it is not the job of the principal to be trying to break up a mass fight among boys taller and bigger than she is.

THERE’S A DEVIL LOOSE: SHOCKING MOMENT! BALTIMORE HIGH SCHOOL PRINCIPAL ALLISON SEYMOUR IS ATTACKED BY MALE STUDENTS as She Tries to Break up Mass Brawl in Hallway. Daniel Whyte III Says, it is not the job of the principal to be trying to break up a mass fight among boys taller and bigger than she is.

Lansdowne High School principal Allison Seymour who is allegedly the woman in the blue shirt in the video THERE’S A DEVIL LOOSE: SHOCKING MOMENT! BALTIMORE HIGH SCHOOL PRINCIPAL ALLISON SEYMOUR IS ATTACKED BY MALE STUDENTS as She Tries to Break up Mass Brawl in Hallway. Daniel Whyte III Says, it is not the job of the principal to be trying to break up a mass fight among boys taller and bigger…

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Percival King (Epithet Erased) / Ricky Potts (Ride the Cyclone)

Elizabeth Harmon (The Queen's Gambit) / Dr. Brennan (Bones)

Laios Touden (Dungeon Meshi) / Shoto Todoroki (My Hero Academia)

Doumeki Shizuka (xxxHolic) / Hiccup (How To Train Your Dragon)

Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney) / Merlin (BBC Merlin)

Jay Walker (Ninjago) / Gillion Tidestrider (Just Roll With It)

Sho Minamimoto (The World Ends With You) / Frieren (Sousou no Frieren/Frieren: Beyond Journey's End)

Augustus Porter (The Owl House) / Knuckles the Echidna (Sonic The Hedgehog)

Tech (The Bad Batch) / Kagami Tsurugi (Miraculous Ladybug)

Caleb Widogast (Critical Role) / Chu Sangwoo (Semantic Error)

Candace Flynn (Phineas and Ferb) / Garnet (Steven Universe)

Chiaki Nanami (Super Danganronpa 2) / Reagan Ridley (Inside job)

Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds) / Hershel Layton (Professor Layton)

Dan Heng (Honkai Star Rail) / Xenk Yendar (Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves)

Essek Thelyss (Critical Role) / Will Graham (Hannibal)

Jotaro Kujo (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure) / Entrapta (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power)

Ingo (Pokemon) / Aziraphale (Good Omens)

Shigeo "Mob" Kageyama (Mob Psycho 100) / Donatello (ROTTMNT)

Luz Noceda (The Owl House) / Enderman (Minecraft)

Frida Kahlo (Clone High) / Mao Mao (Apothecary Diaries)

Triffany Lottablog (Bugsnax) / Seymour Krelborn (Little Shop of Horrors)

Simon Petrikov (Adventure Time/ Adventure Time: Fionna and cake) / Marina (Splatoon)

Tome Kurata (Mob psycho 100) / Fox Mulder (X-Files)

Ballister Boldheart (Nimona) / Allison Reynolds (The Breakfast Club)

Nico Robin (One Piece) / Kozume Kenma (Haikyuu!)

Wayne (Letterkenny) / Link (The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild)

Legoshi (Beastars) / Haruka Nanase (Free!)

Pearl (Steven Universe) / Bern Keene (Hello From The Hallowoods)

Alhaitham (Genshin Impact) / Vinnie Dakota (Milo Murphy's Law)

Langa Hasegawa (Sk8 the infinity) / Shen Qingqiu (The Scum Villian’s Self-Saving System)

Riz Gukgak (Dimension 20 - Fantasy High) / Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Kim Kitsuragi (Disco Elysium) / Lan Wangji (The Untamed)

(Characters who will skip round 1)

Falin Touden (Dungeon Meshi) / Group 1 winner / Group 2 winner

Red (Pokémon) / Group 3 winner / Group 4 winner

Suletta Mercury (Mobile Suit Gundam: Witch from Mercury) / Group 17 winner / Group 18 winner

Abed Nadir (Community) / Group 19 winner / Group 20 winner

Spock (Star Trek) / Group 21 winner / Group 22 winner

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Title: Gotta Get ‘Em While They’re Down

Daltonfic Big Bang 2020: Week 3, Day 3, Wevid 

Based off @hufflebecks‘s Motorbike Bros concept & the Weebly Fact: “Wes got into a motorcycle accident once- it was an attempted hit and run.” 

David spent most nights studying these days. Between checking in on Katherine’s recovery, beating Siegerson’s GPA, and his extra-curriculars, he couldn’t really participate in Windsor shenanigans anymore. It made him sad to see his housemates off having fun, but it was Senior Year, he couldn’t mess around.

What hurt him the most was that even in his studying blitzes before, he had Wes by his side as a good natured distraction. They’d bounce ideas off each other, throw trivia, and toss ideas for editing notes. Now? Wes had early acceptance to ASA College, and David was still trying to get Harvard, Yale, and Princeton to respond to his letters. But that’s what David got for shooting high he guessed.

Now, whenever he saw Wes, his best friend would wave in passing before heading out with his motorbike club. Yeah, they hung out on weekends, but it still felt like he was being replaced. Why did Wes even own a motorbike? Yeah his dad had taught him to ride a vespa on family trips to Naples, but they lived in Ohio right now- it wasn’t exactly cosmopolitan.

David sighed, he shouldn’t be so harsh. Maybe it was good they spend time apart; after all, they wouldn’t be going to the same college, let along even in the same part of the country. It stung though. He missed his friend. If only he wasn’t so busy.

Buzz buzz. David’s cellphone went off from its spot on the shelf. He’d put it away to limit distractions. Why wasn’t it off? Oh, wait, all calls except his parents, Katherine, and Wes were sent to voicemail.

He stood up, reaching and unplugging his phone. The caller ID said Wes.

“Hello?” David asked. He checked the time. It was 10pm, why was Wes calling him now? He was supposed to stay at the Blakes after their day of riding. Maybe he needed a ride back? Typical of the Day Students to just assume boarders could sleep wherever because they typically had two homes.

“David? It’s David right?” A girl answered.

“Who is this?” Was this a new girlfriend? Had Wes not told him? He felt his heart sink. Wouldn’t have Wes told him.

“Jackie Blake. We’re at the hospital with Wes.”

No.

“What!” He didn’t even ask, just exclaimed; jumping up out of his seat and looking for his car keys. “Is he hurt? Which hospital? How far is it from Dalton?”

She sounded relieved. “We’re at Mansfield Hospital, it’s an hour north from where you are. I’m glad you picked up. Todd said you’re the only one who’d have his parent’s numbers.”

“Is he okay?” David repeated, throwing his coat on as he struggled to keep his phone to his ear.

“Yes and no.” Jackie’s tone was more cautious this time. “We were on our way back from the ride when a pickup truck decided they’d cut our lead on the pack; Wes’d decided to set the pace, and I guess? They just didn’t like motorbikes?”

David swallowed. A third time: “Is he…?”

“We need his parent’s permission to get him into surgery. They think a rib punctured his lung when he was knocked off the road.” Jackie’s voice stuttered. “They just kept going. Like they hadn’t throw him across the freeway.”

“Surgery?” David swore to himself. He knew the motorcycle club was a bad idea. Shit. Wes’ parents would die of heartbreak if this was how their boy went out. “I’ll text you their numbers. But, introduce yourself first. They need to know who’s telling them Wes is hurt.”

“Okay…” Jackie said slowly. There was a ping from her end of the phone as David sent it. He was at his car now, ready to hang up and put in the directions to Mansfield.

She spoke again, quieter. “I’m sorry we didn’t get the licence plate. Colby stopped us all and had us put out flares so we could get him off the road. Dustin wanted to chase after them but-”

“Don’t worry.” David said, “just tell his parents. It will all be okay.”

“Okay.” She said quietly.

“I’m getting in the car now. I’ll talk to you soon.” David said, hanging up before she could say something else that would make him madder at the situation.

It wasn’t Jackie Blake’s fault. It wasn’t her brother Colby’s fault. Most of the Motorcycle Bros (as they called themselves) were fairly good people from what Wes described to him. It didn’t mean he couldn’t feel guilty he let Wes go out there. He’d already seen Katherine in the hospital because of one foolish driver; to see Wes? A target of a hit and run because of some stupidity about bikers? No. He didn’t want to accept it.

The road opened up before him, darkening fast in the early evening sunset. The lights were coming on one by one, making the road feel quieter than it was. He didn’t want to play the radio in case he got a call from Wes’ phone again, or from the Hughes, or anyone. He had to stay alert in case speakerphone went on.

It didn’t though. He made it to the hospital, probably passing the place the driver ran Wes off the road. He didn’t want to think about it, but he was.

David found the front desk, trying to look presentable, and not like he’d just sped an hour up the I-71. He approached the desk, ready to ask about a Hughes, Wes please- but a familiar face caught him by the arm.

“Hey, David. Are you alright?” Todd asked, still wearing the ridiculous jacket Wes commissioned for their little club. It was scuffed, covered in mud, but the smear of brown against Todd’s gloves made David swallow any jealousy he felt.

“I’m fine.” Of course he was. He wasn’t the one in hospital.

“He’s still in surgery, but the hospital isn’t busy tonight so they let us into the cafeteria even though its closed. We’re waiting for someone from the Hughes to show up; they said it will still eb a couple hours, but I guess,” Todd paused. He was leaning David off the entrance, presumably towards the sitting area. “None of us could just go home. Not, well… his motorcycle is still in the ditch and, it wouldn’t feel right riding without him.”

“This wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t gone out with you guys.” David found himself saying bitterly.

Todd eyed him. He didn’t say anything for a moment; their footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. “I’m sorry you feel this way. But statistically, you know without us this just would have happened sooner.”

“You guys make it easy with your little bike gang.” David said, fiddling with the keys in his pocket. Wes was in surgery, and he was out here, chatting. It didn’t feel right. There had to be something he could do.

“Wes can have more than two groups of friends.” Todd said quietly, checking the door before opening it. “But now is not the time to fight. Sadie and Colby know more about the medical situation because they had to relay information to the doctors and the Hughes. We all care about Wes, but think about it- only you have his parent’s number. Don’t be mean because he’s not devoting his life to you.”

David kept quiet, the door opened to the large hospital cafeteria. The whole group was there, sans Wes. Some still had their jackets on; others like honorary member Casey Lambert, had taken it off in a haze of frantic pacing. Colby, Dustin, and Jackie were whispering between each other, while Sadie comforted a crying Allison.

“It’s okay, he’ll be fine.” Sadie said, loud enough for David to hear as they came in. She was holding Allison against her chest. David had seen Allison enough in passing while visiting Katherine at Royal to know she was a loud, confident girl. She didn’t seem like the type who cried much.

“I- I was supposed to ride with him. This is my fault.” Allison cried, sniffing between words into Sadie’s t-shirt. “Maybe he wouldn’t have been hit if I was on the back of his b-b-bike.”

Sadie petted her hair, “Allie, honey, you know he would have just sped faster. You two are speed demons. Shh, shh, this is no one’s fault except that evil truck who hit him.”

“I should have go-gotten the plate, or I could have-”

“Allie, honey don’t do that. No, no. Come on sweetie.” Sadie said, holding her tighter. “We’ll be back on the road soon, don’t worry. He’ll get out of surgery and everything will be fine.”

Sadie looked up, meeting David’s eyes. She pressed her mouth together and averted her gaze. Colby noticed the company Todd brought and got up quickly. He dodged around the table to hold his hand out to David, an awkward greeting.

“Hey, I’m sorry we gotta meet all proper like this- but, uh, I’m Colby from Lancaster?”

“I know who you are.” David said quickly. “Todd said you know what’s going on with Wes?”

Colby scratched the back of his neck nervously, “Yeah, uh. Shit. I. Okay. So his parents okayed the surgery, after that I was cut out of the conversation because of confidentiality; but before that I saw the whole thing. Fucking car comes out of the left lane, clips Wes’ wheel and sends him into the ditch. It was mostly a skid, but he flipped once so between the road burn and the fall I think he’s got a broken leg, a couple ribs, and like… there was a lot of blood along his whole? Side? I guess?”

Todd nodded, “Yeah his side. We’re usually in full protective gear, so if anything his face is the one thing that’s fine. The chin strap didn’t budge thank any gods who were listening. But, well, padding only does so much against gravel.”

“The doctors say he should be fine. But its his lung they’re worried about. He’s got two, but like? Internal bleeding… fuck.” Colby didn’t seem to know how to order his thoughts. “It was deliberate. And, his parents said something weird, like, ‘we’ll take care of it’, like they would just be able to pick out of hundreds of fucking pickup trucks which one got Wes on a random road in Ohio. They must know some cops or something….”

“Or something.” David said solemnly. So they didn’t know; or they didn’t know David knew, so they were pretending. Colby seemed like he couldn’t keep a secret though; so, maybe Wes didn’t trust them with that kind of information.

“Is he going to be out soon?” David asked.

“Not sure.” Colby said. “Sit down, its going to be a while.”

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It was a while. Four hours in fact. One to take him apart, and three to put him back together. The group was told they wouldn’t be able to stay at the hospital overnight, but Victoria Hughes arrived banked by two large, bulked up men, all except David were told to leave.

He was grateful, he was. He promised to keep the Motorcycle Bros in the loop, but right now Wes was his priority. Answering confirmation texts from Casey Lambert were not going to be on his to-do list.

Wes didn’t wake up that night. Or the next morning. Victoria left for a few hours, switching off with David at his bedside. The large men by his doorway stood silent watch. It was a long time before David felt safe enough to let himself sleep.

He was shaken awake sometime in the evening; a fragile grip tugging at his pant leg. “Davey?”

“Wessy.” David smiled sleepily before he even opened his eyes.

Wes groaned. David couldn’t help but laugh. “You called me Davey, fair is fair,”

“I’m high on painkillers, let me live.”

David opened his eyes to his best friend, tired and exhausted, but alive. Thank you, God; he was alive. He resisted the urge to hug him, conscious that underneath the hospital gown was probably a whole mummy’s worth of bandages. Instead, he gripped the hand on his trousers tightly. He wasn’t going to let go until Wes asked.

“I’m so glad you’re okay.” David said, weight behind his words.

“Yeah, bit gnarly.” Wes smiled.

“You’re a dork.”

“Yeah, and?” Wes rolled his head against the pillow, scraped scabs visible under his neckline. “How long have you been here?”

“Last night. Victoria is here too. She brought the goons.”

“Probably Alejandro and Pino; they’re nice guys.” Wes said, stifling a yawn. “Sorry to keep you up, it wasn’t even the fun kind.”

“I don’t mind, you’d do the same for me.” David squeezed his hand. Wes squeezed back.

“You know it.” Wes said, tiredness seeping into his voice.

David couldn’t help it though, his next words just came out. “What were you thinking? Going out riding? Leading the pack? They’re…”

“They’re the only reason I’m alive.” Wes corrected. “If I’d been alone? Shit.”

“I know, but you’re on the road with-”

“David not every traffic accident is Katherine!” Wes said, sitting up and wincing. “God. You remember when I skidded off the road in sophomore year; that was my own stupidity. This time? I could have just stayed in that ditch for a week and no one would have found me. It’s the side of the I-71 on a weekday, no one cares. Besides, its not like you’d come out riding with me.”

“Its dangerous Wes.” David insisted.

“God, David; is this about me spending time with them and not you?” Wes asked, nailing the issue on its head.

“It’s not.” David lied.

“I’m not stupid. I know you.”

He did.

“I just-”

“I’m sorry I haven’t been spending time with you; but have you considered you haven’t made it easy?”

“I-“

“I know, you want to get into a good school. I don’t care because I’m running the family business no matter what my grades are.” Wes sighed, “David. Has it occurred to you I miss you too?”

“But you spend all your time with-”

“Only when you blow me off to study!”

“We used to study together.”

“We used to have all our classes together.” Wes pointed out. “I’m going business, you’re going medical. Why would I still be in Biology or Physics? Why would you be in Accounting?”

David said nothing.

“For someone so smart you can be a real idiot.” Wes said, pulling David’s hand closer. “But okay, if you promise to stop being just a territorial idiot, I’ll make a special David Only Day- not just movie nights, but just us.”

David snorted, “You’re just saying that cause you’ll be on bedrest until you’re better.”

“You saw through my evil plan! Oh no!” Wes said dramatically, raiding his hand as many degrees it could go until it hurt.

They would be fine. But it would take work. Luckily, both of them knew how to make the impossible out of probabilities.

David then realized, “Hey wait are you dating-”

“They’re all taken and it’s unfair.” Wes said. “I know!”

“Oh that’s rough man.”