#cheryln

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Had no idea cherylecheryl was bootsaucepunk but makes perfect sense as both are pathetic, nasty, malicious bullies. Thanks for the interesting info.

Hi, Anon. Sorry it took me a few days to put this together. This post is gonna be a long one. So, grab a beverage and get comfy.

For those who don't know, Tumblr blog Bootsaucepunk has been around for years and has cemented a reputation as a Sam Heughan and Caitriona Balfe hater. As far as her being the Instagram troll cherylecheryl, well, we know Bootsaucepunk's name is Cheryl. How do we know this? Because she OUTED HERSELF and her FULL NAME, Cheryl N. on her OWN, now deleted Twitter account. Everyone who was around back then knows Cheryl's last name, but I won't post it in its entirety since not everyone may know it. Cheryl doxed HERSELF, and I'll show you how down below, but I won't repost her last name for obvious reasons. After Bootsaucepunk revealed her own identity, of course, people easily found her info, including that she's from New Brunswick, Canada. But this is because SHE HERSELF posted her full name and a pic of herself on her Twitter account. Here's the backstory of how she DOXED HERSELF a few years ago...

Bootsaucepunk gloated that she would repeatedly harass Sam on social media, he would block her, and then she'd create new accounts. She also badmouthed Caitriona Balfe, her husband, Tony McGill, and bragged that Cait blocked her too. On the left side of the screencap below, you can see her as Bootsaucepunk talking about Sam reporting her to Twitter, Twitter suspending her accounts, and then she would create new ones. She even joked that she's playing "whack a mole" with Sam. Harassing Sam and Cait is a GAME to her. On the right side of the screencap, she posts a LONG diatribe talking crap about Cait, after Cait blocked her. 👇

Bootsaucepunk continued to boast that Cait blocked her and showed the proof of this. 👇 I've also attached the PROOF that Bootsaucepunk is Cheryl N., provided by HER. 👇 You can see that Bootsaucepunk is asked by another hater, Cant-Resist-Temptation, what Bootsaucepunk Tweeted that caused Cait to block her on Twitter. And Bootsaucepunk replied by posting what she said to Cait WORD FOR WORD. Basically, Cait blocked her for talking shit about her husband, Tony McGill. The thing is those EXACT words were posted on her real life Twitter account, CherylN_____89 (now defunct). 🤦‍♀️ Either she didn't think people would make the connection, or she was so arrogant she thought no one would call her out. (Click on the screencap to read it better). Oh, and notice in the second paragraph, Bootsaucepunk takes the opportunity to continue to talk negatively about Cait.

Let me show it again so that everyone is VERY CLEAR that Bootsaucepunk posted on Tumblr the Tweet that got her blocked by Caitriona Balfe (she's responding to another hater, its-mootpoint). 👇

And it is VERBATIM what Cheryl N. posted on her then Twitter account! 👇

AND Cheryl/Bootsaucepunk was either dumb enough, or arrogant enough, or both to post it on her Twitter account with her FULL NAME and REAL PICTURE. 🤦‍♀️

After that, everyone in the fandom knew EXACTLY WHO Bootsaucepunk was on Tumblr. Bootsaucepunk tried to say that the pic she used on her Cheryl_____89 Twitter account wasn't really her. But, after she posted her full name, the fandom had no problem finding her on social media. 👇 Obviously, the avi pic on her old Twitter account is from YEARS ago, so she looks younger, but the pic matches her Facebook account. There is NO denying it's the same Cheryl N. And I have other pics of Cheryl N. from N.B., Canada proving this. But Tumblr only lets you post 10 pics or collages total. I'm not posting her full face, she did that all on her own, but trust me, it matches the pic SHE POSTED as her avi on her CherylN_____89 account. Same face, same person, no room for doubt. Bootsaucepunk IS 100% Cheryl N. from New Brunswick, Canada.

Again, this is NOT ME doxing her, SHE handed her identity to the fandom on a silver platter...and MANY other people in the fandom then called her out publicly as Cheryl N., and as a Sam Heughan and Caitriona Balfe hater. Here is just a small sample. 👇

Cheryl deleted her CherylN_____89 account on Twitter, but we know the approximate date when she posted the Tweet that got her blocked by Cait...because another person responded to her on February 12, 2020, calling her out for the Tweet. And also chastising for touting herself as a journalist. 👇

Guess WHO else was stirring the pot, harassing Sam, right around the SAME TIME on Instagram? 👇 Instagram troll, cherylecheryl commenting on an Instagram post, stating that besides trolling Sam on Instagram, she would also troll Sam on Twitter. That particular cherylecheryl comment was dated March 20, 2020. And CherylN_____89 was called out on Twitter by the account Fans of Sam Heughan on the SAME DAY--March 20, 2020!

Instagram troll cherylecheryl has DIRECTLY harassed and bullied Cait, Tony, Sam, and EVERY woman Sam has ever dated. This is well documented for YEARS. But here's just a small sampling of cherylecheryl harassing Sam's ex, Anna Modler and most recently, the Brazilian fan who got a pic with Sam in London, and inadvertently posted a video of Sam and rumored current date, Sarah Holden. 👇

And those are the MILD comments, she's said some horrible stuff to Sam's ex, Mackenzie Mauzy, Gia Marie, as well as many others.

Something else that's of note. An ex-shipper who got sick of Cheryl's bullying, DMed me and showed me cherylecheryl's Instagram account and something very interesting on it. Here's the content of cheryelcheryl's Instagram account. 👇 It's all faux shippery Sam Heughan and Caitriona Balfe pics. Fake, fake, fake, fronting as a shipper, yet we KNOW all the crap she's said to Sam and Cait, and about them. The cognitive dissonance is staggering. And she also follows all the hater accounts that mock Sam's dates and Cait's husband, Tony. Her oldest post is dated January 10, 2022, in it, she attacks another fan, she attacks actress Hannah James directly, and boasts the fan blocked her. BUT, if one checks her account info, it shows the account was started in March of 2018! It's not logical that she created an account in 2018 and didn't post anything until 2022. No posts at all for 4 years? NOPE, she obviously posted from 2018 to 2022, and then DELETED posts that would identify her as Cheryl N. This is also why the account shows she's changed her username 2 times. Lemme guess? Was it originally CherylN_____89? 🤔😊 👇

For those saying cherylecheryl isn't Bootsaucepunk, um, I just PROVED to you beyond a shadow of a doubt that Bootsaucepunk IS Cheryl N. And Cheryl N. has an extensively documented history of saying horrible things about Caitriona Balfe, her husband, Tony McGill, Sam Heughan, and EVERY woman he's ever dated. Cherylecheryl on Instagram has an extensively documented history of saying horrible things about Caitriona Balfe, her husband, Tony McGill, Sam Heughan, and EVERY woman he's ever dated. And I showed you in a screencap above that cherylecheryl on Instagram talked about going go harass Sam Heughan on her Twitter account. Just like Cheryl N. aka Bootsaucepunk. Gee, what are the odds that there's another Cheryl who's a horrible troll and isn't Cheryl N. aka Bootsaucepunk? C'mon, now.

Regardless, there is NO doubt WHO Bootsaucepunk is = Cheryl N. And not only is she a Sam hater, but she's also a Cait hater. Let that be known to newbies who aren't aware of the history. I'm shown accounts who claim to be Cait fans but they associate with Sam hater accounts who interact with Bootsaucepunk, comment on her posts, let her comment on their posts, and mutually reblog. In your disdain for Sam, you're inadvertently commiserating with a Caitriona Balfe and Tony McGill hater.

So if the hill you want to die on is proving that Bootsaucepunk on Tumblr isn't cherylecheryl on Instagram, that's on you. BUT, do not forget that Bootsaucepunk IS a PROVEN Cait hater. There are MANY other examples of her hate toward Cait, but the ones I showed you up above should be enough to distance yourself from her. Make NO mistake, Bootsaucepunk hates Sam Heughan AND Caitriona Balfe, and has gloated about her disdain for them BOTH for YEARS. There's no justifying or excusing Bootsaucepunk/Cheryl N.'s behavior and anyone who associates with her is guilty of condoning such behavior.

I rest my case, your honor. Case closed, Edith.

[girlnotthis]

when ever I’m in public and I see a man with a big gorgeous arse I hear Cheryln Barnes saying big gorjus arse in my head

[novakspector]

State of NM vs Alexander Rae Baldwin III. State witness list:

Ross Addiego, Lieutenant Tim Benavides, Joel Cano, Bryan Carpenter, Jerilyn Conway (FBI DNA), Robert Gilette, Corporal Alexandra Hancock, Heather Gerald, Deputy Lugan, Seth Kenny, Detective Lefleur, Mamie Mitchell, Marissa Popel, Jensen Ackles , Cheryln Schaefer, Joel Souza, Sarah Zachary, John Zilo, Bryce Ziegler, Lorenzo Montoya, Samantha Talamante, Christina Espanoza, Lucien "Luke" Haag, Wyatt Mortensen, Lane Luper, Mike Primeau, Nathan Klingher, Shannon Prince, Michael Haag, Hannah Gutierrez, Jonah Foxman, Gabrielle Pickle

[fragrantblossoms]

Cheryln Smith by Vivian Moos.

[kkecreads]

Letters from Christopher by Cheryln Cadle

** spoiler alert ** I am going to be upfront; I did not enjoy this book. I was not too fond of the writing style, and I was disappointed in the lack of letters between Cheryln Cadle and Chris Watts. I thought this would be more letters between the two, with the occasional blurb of context from Cadle, and it was not that. The dialogue was more one-sided, which left a lot of open-ended questions unanswered. I very quickly noticed that several passages seem to be copied from another book. Anne K. Howard wrote a book called Conversations with a Serial Killer, and it is excellent. Howard reached out to serial killer William Devin Howell, and together they formed a strange friendship, in which he confesses everything to her, knowing she is writing a book. It is so well done, so well written, and I highly recommend it if you haven't read it. For more details about the alleged plagiarism, checkout Kimberley on YouTube. She goes into detail, citing specific passages alleged stolen and provided a side-by-side comparison. She is also funny. Throughout this book, Cadle claims "research shows" or "research says," but she cites no research. She did not interview a psychologist or any such professional in her "research" of this book. For example: "On Saturday night, August 11, Shanann had less than 36 hours to live. Did she start to feel her life was almost over? Research has shown people do not have a clue." (Chapter 10, pg. 55, first paragraph, lines 1-3) What research? Who made this claim? What qualified human stated that people do not have a clue? This is an opinion. On page 57, Cadle states, "Christopher has an IQ of 140. The Binet-Simon Scale of Intelligence says a genius or almost a genius is 140 or over. Possibly his genius brain did not afford him common sense." Yet she offers absolutely nothing to explain just how she knows his IQ. Did he tell her? Did his mom tell her? His sister? Did she guess? How does she know that Chris Watts has an IQ of 140? On page 109, Cadle makes the statement, "Christopher shows signs of alexithymia, the inability to express emotions or to understand other's emotions." Yet nothing scientific to support that claim. No doctor to agree or disagree, or clarify or further explain. Yet, on the Dr. Oz Show (again, clips can be found on YouTube; part 4 is what I am referencing here, Cadle made it very clear she is not a doctor. So she should not be making such bold claims without a single iota of fact behind them. Chris Watts also says IN HIS OWN WORDS that he has never had a psychological exam. AND I QUOTE: "In answer to your questions, no, I've never had a psychological exam. If I were to have seen a doctor during my case, then anything I said could've been subpoena by DA's court. And the Asperger's symptoms do make a lot of sense, and I can match up a bunch of instances in my life that correspond with it too." Page 218. It would seem Cadle has obviously written something inquiring if Chris has Asperger's. Having both the letter was written TO Watts, and his response would have been really beneficial and appreciated. There were several continuity errors, things were repeated, and Cadle seemed to bounce back-and-forth between Cervi-319 and Cervi-219. On page 173, Cadle offered three definitions (sane, insane, and possesses), yet offers zero sources to where she found her definitions, and she asks the question "Is Christopher insane?", which again, I have to state that Cadle is not a doctor of any kind... and therefore unqualified to assert such assumptions. On page 204, Cadle bounces back-and-forth between Bella and Belle. This is extremely disrespectful to the victim and her family. This is something that should have been caught and corrected in editing. On page 205, Cadle says, "These grandparents have suffered so much. The pain they have faced is indescribable and a pain that even time cannot dull. Perhaps soon, the media will leave them all alone and allow them to grieve privately. People do not understand how cruel it is. They have not only had to endure their pain from their loss, but the pain the media and people who had some cruel agenda have made things even more difficult." What does she think this book is doing to these families? While on The Dr. Oz show, Cadle said the reason she did this (write the book) is that the family deserves closure, and she wanted to give that to them. Cadle misspells Rzucek throughout her book, which should have been caught and corrected in editing. She spells it, "Rzueck." A lot of this book focuses on the "dark spirit" that had a hold over Chris Watts... and personally, I think that is just a BS way of skirting full responsibility. He chose to murder his family. He chose to dispose of their bodies cruelly. He chose to lie about their whereabouts at first. He chose. He, Christopher Lee Watts, chose to murder his pregnant wife and two daughters. And the responsibility for those crimes lies solely on his shoulders. Just because he has found God, and asked for forgiveness, doesn't mean all culpability is relieved from his shoulders. I also have a mine and mine alone, that Nikki (the mistress) was more involved than Chris is willing to admit. In this book, we get it confirmed that Chris gave Shanann oxy in the hope of causing her to miscarry their son. When asked where he (Chris) got the oxy, he says that he will take to his grave. It just seems kind of fishy to me. This mistress obviously wanted to be upgraded from side piece to wife. So why wouldn't she help make that possible? Admittedly, I have not gone down the rabbit hole involving my speculation, so maybe that was ruled out. I honestly don't know. But I definitely think Nikki was more involved that Chris wants us to believe.

[minhoseok]

Infiltration Yandere!YangYang

pairing: yangyang x reader (fem)

description: yangyang got himself into a mental ward because of you. you decide to pay a visit to see why he would put his life aside for someone like you. you end up finding out more than that.

Warnings : its yandere, so its going to be toxic, gore-ish and unhealthy. this is purely fiction and does not represent the members or Yangyang in any way

based on the wayv teaser : 10110

Blood stained nails tapped against the brick wall, head banging against it for what seemed like the hundredth time today, Yangyang was at it again. Everyday it was the same thing, he woke up, ate barely enough, self loathed, then yearned for y/n. This was how it had been for the past year.

Audible footsteps approached his cell as he dragged his nails up against the worn out brick, eyes peering up the slightest. Muffled voices could be heard from the inner walls of the cell. The gruff voices of the body guards and a female voice could be heard. Hearing the locks free he finally looks up.

Yangyang grins as he tries to stand up from his bed, crammed in the corner of the room. Walking towards the two figures at the door going as far forward as he could with the restraints on his ankles. 

Y/n stepped back with caution, picking at the skin around her fingers, causing them to bleed as she tried to calm herself down. She’d been requested to come by the mental hospital by Yangyang himself, ever since he had first ended up there. 

“Y/n...” his throat rough and dry due to his refusal to drink anything. Eyes study her through his overgrown bangs. Red stained hands reach out to feel her face as she gets pulled back by one of the guards.

“Don’t push it” he uttered to the shorter boy. He glared at the taller individual.

Y/n got the hint that he was obviously uncomfortable around him due to the thick tension in the room. “You guys can leave, I’ll be ok” y/n voiced out quietly. Directing her eyes away from the young boys stare, trained on her

Nodding in agreement the two guards left the room. Only to stand outside, in case things got out of hand.

“Y/n you’re here? Why?” He teased, taunting her, hoping to drive her as mad as she drove him.

“They said you wanted to talk, and I” she paused “ and I wanted answers” she said looking him in the eye, emotionless. 

She stood a good distance away from him. Close to the door., way too far for him to even get close.

“Ahh I see, so you didn’t visit because you missed me?” a small frown was visible yet you could see the smugness that lurked behind it. 

“Look, why did you follow me, stalk me? Kill all those people?”

He purses his lips, ruffling his rough, matted hair. “Very straight forward I see? I’ll give you an answer similar to that too. They touched you. Something that was mine. They don’t deserve to live” he basically sang out. grin playing at his lips once again as he remembered the way he ruined them slowly, how he was successful in protecting what was his. 

He was snapped out of his daze when he thought about the stupid cell he was forced into. They took her away from him. He couldn’t protect his love anymore when he was chained to the wall, too distant from his precious y/n.

She suddenly took steps closer. Curious to see how far he’d go. He shuffled closer until his restraints were tight, skin around his bare feet were burning and slowly ripping the skin apart.

“Why are you doing this to yourself?” she watched in horror and disgust while closely observing him. He looked up at her with eyes that could pierce through you and huffed “because I love you sweetie” he tried to move even closer to her, bolts bearing the restraints, on the brink of falling off. He knew how close he was to getting her. He just had to figure out how to get out without anyone ruining his plans.

“Look, I don’t know who you are, but you stalked me for a good year, killed a bunch of people cause apparently they messed with me and now you’ve ended up here in this hell because you wasted your time on a lowlife like me.” She turned to leave before the tears fell. 

“You’re not a waste” his jaw clenched at the thought of her thinking so lowly of herself. She deserves the world. Only I deserve her. Before she could leave, one final tug of his leg broke the chain.

In panic of hearing the burst, she turned around only to see Yangyang towering over her. Engulfing her in a hug. 

“Please don’t leave me, not again”

Fear struck. Not knowing what to do she froze. Letting him enclose her into his arms. He held her tightly, pushing her head against his chest while raking bloody fingers through her hair. Her smaller frame having no chance against him despite him having such low energy and power. 

Adrenaline suddenly rushing through her blood. She shoved him back with all her might. Even if it didn’t do much. She fumbled with the emergency button they handed her and pressed the button in a heartbeat. 

Deafening sirens blasted and rang throughout the room. The door bursting open with at least 5 people ready to move. The two body guards from earlier were the first to go in. 

Yangyang, still dazed from the sudden outburst from you, was still surprised and stood on the other side of the room, being restrained down to the floor. Weakly struggling against their strong hold. The other 3 finally walked in when they deemed it was safe.

You had only noticed in their hands was a shiny syringe, ready to put into action. You glanced at the boy who was yielding and thrashing. He looked up with sincere eyes, suddenly bursting out with laughter, the psychopathic side of him shining right through. Just before the nurses inject him with the drug. Before you know it. He was out.

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Y/n drove home in silence, the radio wasn't on as usual, ever since she saw Yangyang she hadn’t felt like herself. Her hands clenched the wheel as she stopped at the red light, knuckles turning white as she got caught up in her thoughts.

‘So that’s who was following me? A psychopath who claims to love me?’ She was shoved out of her train of thought when she heard a honk behind her; signaling the green light. She continued to drive home. Still weary of her surroundings, she still couldn’t get the thought out of her head. Had she really been the cause of countless deaths?

-

“Hello?” Y/n hurriedly spoke into the phone. Picking it up the second she had heard the call not caring for the caller ID

“Hey y/n we know you only came a few days ago but we need you here as soon as possible”

She recognised the voice, it was the head chief that had requested you go see Yangyang.

“ Hey um is everything ok?” she spoke leg bouncing as she tried to keep herself from panicking. What had gone wrong during the 3 days she was away?

“I think it's best if you come see for yourself”

“I'll be there in 30 minutes”

-

Y/n pulled up in the familiar parking lot of the large, barricaded building. She stepped out of her car and walked to the gate, to be greeted by two guards who stopped her before entering. One of them handed a mask to her, then stepped aside, opening the doors. 

She found herself walking down the walkway that held foul memories, finding it hard to breathe she drank some water she brought with her.

“Ah y/n nice to see you” acknowledged Jaimson, the head officer. He then gestures for her to follow him down another hallway, leading up to the cell where she had met YangYang.

“I want you to talk to him, ask him the remaining questions we prompted you to last time. He’s gone a bit more mad than when you last saw him. If the light starts flashing blue I want you to put in the mask and move as close to the door as you can until someone gets you out. If he acts up we’re going to knock him out with some gas so make sure your mask is fixed on properly if it comes to that ok?”

Y/n nods her head, feeling drowsy, stomach churning in fear.

The iron door opened, and once again she felt so small, helpless.

She felt his eyes on her, head hung low, she quivered.

When she finally looked up the room was unrecognizable. Marks all over the room in assortments of colours, resembling those alleyways full of graffiti.

This time Yangyang was restrained to a chair behind a table. He looked through his overgrown bangs and glanced at the empty seat across him. Inviting her to sit. 

Clutching the mask in her hand to her chest she decided to finally sit. Yangyang let out a low chuckle. 

“Why” was all that y/n could utter out. Barely audible but yangyang heard it loud and clear. 

“Because my love” he took a breath in, glanced around the room, then fixing his eyes on hers. “They touched you, disgusting imbeciles like them don’t deserve to live” he simply said, not phasing his calm yet eerie demeanor one bit.

Y/n took a breath in, unsure what to say in response.

“Well what’s so good about me then?” She suddenly came up with “what makes me any different than them?”

“You?” He suddenly tried to stand up though the chains keeping him seated, hands rigid against the cuffs 

“You are a gift from the gods y/n, never and when I say never I mean it. Never compare yourself to those scums.”

“Well what makes you any better than them?”

That’s when he snapped. Struggling against his restraints, he was furious. “YOU! I’m here to protect you. I’m here to keep those idiots away to protect you.”

He calmed down and slowly sat back down and chuckled again.

“Isn’t that what love is about darling?” He cocked his head, a sinister grin forming.

“That isn’t love. You’re fucking crazy” her newfound confidence taking over her.

“Isn’t that what they say? Love makes you crazy doesn’t it?” Flashing his pearly whites.

“You’re obsessed” she blankly stared, all emotion leaving her.

She got up and left the room. His laugh ringing through the room, haunting her as she silently dragged herself out. 

-

“Hey Y/n how are you?” Rang through her phone, her friend Cherlyn was on call while y/n was getting ready to sleep after the long day.

“I’m alright, you?” She tied her hair up, ready to wash her face.

After chatting for a while, Cheryln brings up something unforgettable.

“Did you hear the news?”

“What news?”

“Yangyang escaped”

-

Days passed,though it felt like years , y/n was too scared to leave her house, yet she felt her house was also the most dangerous place to be. He knew where she lived. He knew everything about her.

Driving back from a quick grocery errand she zoomed through the breeze, it had been days since she left her house, lack of food forcing her to get out. She made some rules for herself. If she has to get out of the house she has to leave while the sun is up and she has to bring her pepper spray and pocket knife. Not that they’d help much over an overly obsessed psychopath of a stalker that’s killed.

After parking her car and warily taking her groceries out she got ready to sprint up 3 flights of stairs without encountering anyone and dropping anything.

Running up wasn’t a problem for her. The problem was she has a whole carton of eggs and a bottle of milk she had to carry up without turning it into an omelet.

-

Finally reaching her door to her apartment she reached for her keys to unlock the door. Noticing her door was slightly ajar. “I could have sworn I locked my door” she mumbled under her breath. 

Pushing the door open she was wary of her surroundings, looking around to see if anything was out of place. Given the state she was in she decided she must’ve accidentally left the door unlocked, pushing herself to remember not to do it next time. 

Putting her groceries down she went to lock her door, noticing that she didn’t forget to lock it, but her lock had been picked at and basically destroyed. 

Her heart dropped. Frantically looking around her house she came across her photos of her friends, photo frames shattered on the floor, marker drawn all over it. The shelf of photos was replaced with new photos. Photos of her when she thought she was alone, undressing, even in the shower.  

Her face showed a mix of fear and disgust. Running to her room she got one of her baseball bats from when she used to play in highschool. She backed out of her room, clutching the bat in her hand, phone in the other. She looked around for possible threats. She decided to check all the other rooms. Checking her bathroom last, she shrieked. In her bathtub was a very much dead cherlyn and written on the mirror in what seems like her blood ‘TOLD YOU I’D PROTECT YOU’

Y/n look in the mirror once more seeing a masked shadow behind her, the same one she had prayed to never see again. 

“Goodnight baby” the voice whispered as the cloth was held against her, knocking her out

-

 The room was semi dark, an uncomfortable atmosphere surrounding her semi conscious body, tied to a chair. Towered in front of her was the person she feared most. The bright light suddenly illuminated the small basement. He touched her cheek softly, embracing the warmth he never got. The one he sacrificed everything for. “So beautiful,” he said, studying her features from up close, even in the state she was in she still looked like a goddess to him.

Eyes fluttering open she tried to rub her eyes, noticing the unusual restraint and uncomfortably dark light. She tried to call for help, not noticing the cloth tied to her mouth, drenched with her saliva. 

Once she got used to the harsh light she saw him. Standing in front of her, a bright smile on his face, like a kid waking up on christmas day. y/n instinctively tried to move back, however unable to. Limbs carefully tied to the chair, held her down very well. Attempting to yell at him through the cloth she tried to wriggle her way out of the restraints. 

‘Maybe if i pretend im hurt he’ll let me go?’ she thought to herself. 

“Shh sweetheart don't scream, i won't hurt you, well unless you make me” he giggled to himself. “Look I’ll make a deal with you, I’ll take the gag off if you promise me you won't scream ok? If you don't try anything I’ll give you some water, maybe I’ll even let you talk to me.” he cooed

She nodded, eyes pleading in hope to win him over.

He smiled at her submissiveness and squatted down to her level. “Good girl” he was glad that he wouldn't have to use force to get her to listen.

Untying the gag he looked her in the eye, his adoration visible. Once the gag was off she took a deep breath. Worried what he would do with her now.

“W-why d-did you do this t-to me’ y/n croaked.

‘Baby u dont needa stutter with me’ he says, still caressing her cheek. She flinches away from his touch making yangyang frown. “C’mon y/n you know i wouldn't hurt you if my life depended on it. Well, unless you try to escape or make me jealous. Other than that you basically have me wrapped around your finger. I’d do anything for you.”

“Yangyang i-” she started to  cough “water, please” she whispered.

“Oh right, i'll be back in a minute. Don't try to escape. Or else” she nodded quickly, a small ‘ok’ leaving her lips. He hesitantly walked towards the door and went to get some water. 

Once she was sure he left by craning her neck she then pulled out the pocket knife she swore to keep with her all the time and cut the ropes around her wrist carefully, then smoothly slid out the ropes. Bending down she cuts off the ropes that tie her legs to the chair and slowly stands up, praying to not make any noise.

She got ready to get out or at least hide from him when she was interrupted with him standing at the doorway with a glass of warm water, and a very unhappy look.

“What did i tell you about escaping y/n? ” he frowned “I trusted you!”  Yangyang slowly losing his patience, getting angrier by the second.

Backing her up into a corner she started to panic. At this point she was just bracing herself for the pain. Tears flowing down her face. 

“ Please don't cry, i know you’re scared and confused, so I’ll let you slip this time ok? Next time I won't be as forgiving and you’ll be punished,” attempting to calm her down he kept his distance, he handed her the glass of water he had originally come to give her.

Suspicious of the water he just held it in her shaky hands. Noticing her hesitation, Yangyang sighed. “look i didn't put anything in it”  he took the cup out of her hands and took a sip and made sure she saw he swallowed it “see?’. She hesitantly takes it back and chugs it all down

“Better?” he asked

“Yes. Thank you yangyang” the last part coming out as a soft whisper

“What did you say?”

“Thank you Yangyang”

“Good girl”

(a/n: it was originally longer than this but it got messy so i might post the remaining bit if you guys want)

[apwmagazine]

Cheryln Wendy Malvaiz Died In The Avondale Shooting

Cheryln Wendy Malvaiz Died In The Avondale Shooting

In the Avondale neighborhood, Cheryln Wendy Malvaiz was discovered shot to death Tuesday night inside her automobile. Around 10:15 p.m., Cherlyn Wendy Malvaiz, 19, was discovered with a gunshot wound to the head in the driver’s seat of her car in the 3700 block of West Eddy Street, according to the police. Wednesday morning saw nobody being detained. Detectives from Area 5 were looking into a…

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Christopher watts

I'm not sure how they woke back up, but they did. 'After Shanann had passed, Bella and Cece woke back up. After I left Cece's room, then I climbed back in bed with Shanann and our argument ensued. That's why the cause of death was smothering. I went to Bella's room, then Cece's room and used a pillow from their bed (to kill them). In the letter, Watts writes: 'August 13th, morning of, I went to the girls' room first, before Shanann and I had our argument. The letters, and her one-on-one conversations with Watts in prison, form the basis of her explosive new book, Letters From Christopher that will be published on October 7. The letter was sent to Cheryln Cadle who struck up a correspondence with Watts after he was jailed. Watts, 34, did not share the revelation during his multiple interviews with police and FBI agents following the murders in August 2018. Watts' letter, below in its entirety, lays out in grim detail how he attempted to smother his daughters, Bella, 4, and Celeste, 3, before strangling his pregnant wife Shanann at their home in Frederick, Colorado.īut following the murder attempt, the girls woke up, bruised and traumatized. Published: 19:21 BST, 2 October 2019 | Updated: 19:26 BST, 4 October 2019įamily annihilator Chris Watts has made a chilling new confession that he 'murdered his daughters twice', in a disturbing prison letter obtained exclusively by DailyMailTV. Watts will spend life in prison after taking a plea deal and is currently being housed at Dodge Correctional Institution, Wisconsinīy Louise Boyle In New York For.He also confessed that he had slipped the potent painkiller Oxycodone to his wife in the hope of inducing a miscarriage and making it easier to leave her.The father admitted in his letter that he had been plotting the murders for some time so he could be with his mistress Nichol Kessinger.He then describes driving to the oil field where he methodically killed both of his daughters for the second and final time.But shockingly his daughters 'woke back up' bruised and traumatized after he had strangled Shanann to death in their bed in Frederick, Colorado.Watts, 34, described smothering the little girls in their beds with a pillow on August 13, 2018, before going back to bed with his pregnant wife Shanann Watts.The letters and Cadle's one-on-one conversations with Watts in prison form the basis of her upcoming book, Letters From Christopher.Chris Watts confessed he 'murdered' daughters Bella, 4, and Celeste, 3, TWICE, in a letter to author Cheryln Cadle, DailyMailTV can exclusively reveal.EXCLUSIVE 'I remember her face getting all black with mascara.' Chris Watts confesses by letter how he squeezed wife's jugular and had to smother his little girls TWICE after they woke to see mom's blood-filled eyes

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Thursday, October 14, 2021 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: GUILTY PARTY (Paramount +) THE MEDIUM (Shudder) B POSITIVE (CTV) 7:00pm WHAT HAPPENED, BRITTANY MURPHY? (Crave) 7:00pm/8:00pm PROJECT RUNWAY (CTV Drama) 9:00pm LEGACIES (Showcase) 9:00pm PHOEBE ROBINSON: SORRY, HARRIET TUBMAN (Crave) 10:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT LITTLE ELLEN (Premiering on October 15 on Treehouse at 1:00pm) AQUAMAN: KING OF ATLANTIS (TBD)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME/CRAVE/NETFLIX CANADA/CBC GEM:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA ONE MIC STAND (Season 1)

CRAVE TV FRONTIER (Season 1) TOKYO PROJECT THE WRESTLERS (Season 1) NETFLIX CANADA ANOTHER LIFE (Season 2) KIM’S CONVENIENCE (Season 5) ONE NIGHT IN PARIS A WORLD WITHOUT

NHL HOCKEY (SN/SN360) 7:00pm: Penguins vs. Panthers (TSN4/TSN5) 7:00pm: Leafs vs. Sens (TSN2) 7:00pm: Habs vs. Sabres

NBA PRE-SEASON BASKETBALL (SN Now) 7:30pm: Timberwolves vs. Nets

RACE AGAINST THE TIDE (CBC) 8:00pm/8:30pm (SEASON FINALE): The top three teams must pull off a spectacular mind-bending optical illusion if they want to make it to the final. In Episode Two, in the season finale, the top two teams go head-to-head in an all-out beach battle for the $10,000 grand prize.

HUDSON & REX (Global) 8:00pm:  The team uncovers the distorted loyalties that forms when personal ties meet the trappings of fame, when a troubled pop star is suspected of killing her fiancé.

NFL FOOTBALL (TSN3) 8:20pm: Buccaneers vs. Eagles

MLB BASEBALL (SN) 9:00pm: Dodgers vs. Giants  - Game #5

THE FIFTH ESTATE (CBC) 9:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE):  Bob McKeown examines how a deal the Canadian government struck with a China-based company to create a COVID-19 vaccine fell apart, and why some say Ottawa should never have considered the deal in the first place.

THIS IS HALLOWEEN (DTour) 9:00pm: A spooky trip down memory lane as paranormal experts share their best Halloween stories in a nostalgic look back at everyone's favorite haunted holiday.

THE GREAT POTTERY THROW DOWN (Makeful) 9:00pm:  The 10 remaining potters sink their teeth into crafting a bowl full of realistic ceramic fruits before a blindfolded throw-down with a twist sends one of them packing.

CELLMATE SECRETS: CHRIS WATTS (Lifetime Canada) 9:00pm:  Christa Richello is convinced Chris Watts is innocent and is writing a book with him and her now-fiancé, Dylan; Christa delves into her relationship with the two men, and Cheryln Cadle reveals information the FBI doesn't know.

CANADA'S DRAG RACE (Crave) 9:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE):  Drag queens showcase their Canadian charisma, uniqueness, nerve, and talent to become Canada's First Drag Superstar and to win the $100,000 grand prize.

BIG TIMBER (History Canada) 10:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE): Faced with a desperate shortage of red cedar because his timber claim is still snowed in, Kevin takes to the high seas to salvage beached logs to serve his clients and pay a million dollar government penalty. RUPAUL'S DRAG RACE UK (Crave 2) 10:00pm: The search for the UK's next Drag Race superstar goes poptastic this week as the queens take on the now-iconic girl group challenge. Spice Girls legend Emma Bunton joins RuPaul as an extra spicy guest judge. CANADIAN REFLECTIONS (CBC) 11:30pm: Escape the Night/Highway to Heaven

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Je suis née au bord de la mer, et j’ai remarqué que tous les grands événements de ma vie se sont produits au bord de la mer. Ma première idée du mouvement de la danse m’est certainement venue du rythme des vagues. Je suis née sous le signe de Vénus – Vénus qui naquit aussi de la mer, et, quand son étoile monte dans le ciel, les événements me sont toujours propices.

— Isadora Duncan (Ma vie, 1927)

photo : Cheryln Smith (par Vivian Moos, s.d.)

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Chris Watts' chilling letter confessing how he killed his family

Chris Watts' chilling letter confessing how he killed his family https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-7520985/Chris-Watts-chilling-letter-confessing-killed-family.html?ito=native_share_article-masthead

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Exclusive - The Chris Watts Letters - Part 1

Exclusive – The Chris Watts Letters – Part 1

Exclusive – The Chris Watts Letters – Part 1

What really turned Chris Watts from a seemingly devoted husband and father into a cruel, cold-blooded killer? Cheryln Cadle – the author of ‘Letters from Christopher’ – shares details into Chris Watts’ first-hand confessions.

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Matching Simba bbs! 💖 Thank you Cherylne & Ryan! (at Tattoo People)

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Letters from Christopher: The Tragic Confessions of the Watts Family Murders: Cadle, Cheryln: 9781646104796: Amazon.com: Books

CW IS A BLOODY EVIL LIAR

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BEAUTIFUL!!!