#cleo lane

[mthguy]

Tony Awards Flashback (1986)

George Rose, Cleo Lane, Betty Buckley, Howard McGillin, Patti Cohenour and the company of The Mystery of Edwin Drood performed "There You Are"/"Don't Quit While You're Ahead" at the 40th Annual Tony Awards, broadcast by CBS on June 1, 1986 from the Minskoff Theatre

[jaynedolluk]

Almost Famous - The Real Lives of Groupies

[anton-petrov]

202 Welsh Lane(Wan\Shikibu Household)

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[applepixls]

season 10 really is the social season.

tango in a stream from a week-ish ago joked that this is the season of non-redstoners learning redstone but i think it goes deeper than that

first of all, everyones putting in effort to interact with others and not burn out and balance their episodes with building and work and just having fun with friends

then, theres all the skill sharing.

tango asked bdubs to critique his starter house build, pearl's doing the hermit tours and asking for critiques and things they'd add, bdubs and impulse are working on the cyberpunk city together, stress and iskall are building murder mystery lane together. a lot of redstoners are developing their building skills and styles

then there's armour stands, of course cleos messing with them as always but now joel is as well and she's not holding back with praise for his work and he isn't holding back any admiration for hers either. impulse did the little king kong because the scaling update to the armour stand mod has everyone inspired to play and learn and mumbos asked cleo to teach him about it as well (sidebar: cleo does really well teaching? like i know they used to be a teacher but the clips from mumbos video just convince me they were a good teacher. they give him tips and tricks and suggestions and hints without telling him what to do or how to do it. shes also just like... teaching creativity? almost? along with the skill of giving the armour stands life, shes giving tips on how to imagine and realize a scene etc.)

and ofc, last but certainly not least, more people are building games and using redstone in general!! pearl built a game and showed it off to everyone, cleos doing the same with guess the hermit and xisumas more than happy to help trouble shoot and problem solve to make everything work. and its not just games! grians actually building farms (even if from tutorials, in the past he mostly just goes to the shopping district) and pearl and skizz are both learning and doing the research and designing their own farms?!

im sure i've missed a bunch but i'm just so impressed with the hermits and im happy everyone's having fun with friends this season

[cherrifire]

Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait

If martyn is a changeling does that mean he knew Cleo was there for the wedding? Could he recognize her somehow??? Did he see her and go “ah… I am staying in my lane. Moisturized. Unbothered.”

In canon, I don't think changelings can spot each other in disguise? In the episode where Starlight Glimmer and friends go to the changeling hive to rescue everyone, Thorax goes in disguised as Starlight and not even Queen Chrysalis can tell it's him until he flinches at a threat directed at him.

So no, Martyn doesn't know about Cleo. But Cleo knows about him. (It's his stupid headband that gives it away)

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Nothing ever go according to plan | JJ Maybank x Reader

Summary: The plan to get the cross back turn sour and JJ end up putting his life on the line

Word count: 1k

Request: can I request a JJ Maybank fic with numbers 4 and 6 from the obx print list please! thank you sm <3 ‘’Can you stop being so fucking reckless? I’m tired of being scared of losing you.’’ + ‘’Don’t push me away.’’

Can you write the pursuit/accident from episode 5 but instead of Kie on the bike with JJ, it’s reader and they are a couple 

Note: That scene had me on the edge of my seat!!

my taglists are here + you can send requests here at any time

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Getting caught stealing the cross into Topper’s truck was not part of the plan, but you had to roll with it. When does anything go according to plan anyway?

You saw a flash of red and blue lights, then heard the siren. Shit.

You quickly got behind JJ on his motorcycle, holding onto him tightly as he revved the engine and took off. A mix of siren wailing and tires screeching filled your ears, making the blood pump faster in your veins and your anxiety increase. Being part of the pursuit was less fun than watching it happen on TV.

‘’J…’’ you warned worriedly, looking over your shoulder and seeing the police car getting closer and closer.

‘’I know, I know,’’ he said, his own nerves translating in his voice.

He slid into the other lane and sped again, trying to catch up with Topper. Once he did, he told him to keep going straight and that he had a plan.

‘’Get ready to jump.’’

‘’What?!’’ you exclaimed, not on board with that plan. You’ve seen Footloose, it looked dangerous. ‘’Have you lost your mind? I’m not leaving you.’’ You clung to him, fingers gripping his shirt.

‘’Get in Top’s truck,’’ JJ repeated with more bite in his words.

Your safety was important to him and he couldn’t have you on his motorcycle if he wanted to continue with his plan.

Reluctantly, you did as told and jumped onto the box holding the cross, Pope’s hand holding yours tight so you wouldn’t fall during the process. He helped you get inside the truck, finally safe.

‘’Are you okay?’’ Sarah asked from the front seat.

You nodded, but everyone’s attention shifted when you heard a screech of tires right behind and saw that JJ had stopped and turned his bike around to distract the cops. Was that his plan? Getting the cops to go after him instead of the truck with the cross?

‘’Holy shit!’’ Cleo said, watching from the back window. ‘’I think he threw something at the cops.’’

The police car turned around and fell right into JJ’s plan. While distracting the cops was a good idea, he just committed a criminal offense.

Sarah turned to Topper. ‘’Topper, turn around!’’

He shook his head stubbornly. He agreed to help her, but he wasn’t going to go to prison for her friends — Pogues. ‘’Absolutely not.’’

‘’We’re not leaving him. He’s gonna get arrested,’’ you said, protecting your boyfriend at your turn.

With some more insisting from Sarah, she finally got Topper to turn around. You and Pope shared a relieved glance. The caution to get JJ out would be very salty and none of you could afford it.

The next minutes were intense. Pope was yelling directions at Topper while you were silently panicking in the backseat. The amount of stress this boy always put you through was crazy.

‘’No way, he's up on the overpass. What is he do—’’

Sarah didn’t get to finish her sentence. Up on the overpass, you saw JJ losing control of the motorcycle and crashing through the barrier and railing and falling down the overpass. The car echoed with gasps, watching the accident unfold.

Topper hit the brakes and you all stumbled out of the truck to check on JJ.

The motorcycle broke into pieces at the impact. There were parts here and there on the road, but no sign of JJ.

‘’JJ…’’ Your eyes were frantically searching for the blond as your hands were beginning to shake. ‘’JJ! Where is he?’’ You searched the surroundings, but he wasn’t there. ‘’JJ!’’ Your voice was desperate and panicked, mixing with the other’s.

‘’Maybe he’s up on the bridge,’’ Pope suggested, staying optimistic.

You crumbled to the ground as tears blurred your vision and a sob escaped your lips, thinking the worst. Cleo watched you with sadness and kept looking for JJ for you. She didn’t want that traumatic scene to be your last memory of him. He had to be alive.

‘’I wish I could say I did this on purpose, but that was the gnarliest powerslide I've ever done,’’ a familiar voice said from behind you.

Everyone whipped their heads around, seeing JJ standing and dusting off his hat.

‘’You’re alive!’’ Pope yelled, tackling his friend into a hug.

JJ groaned in pain, his whole body aching from the fall. ‘’Yeah, I’m surprised too.’’

Everyone went and hugged him, sharing a few words. Everyone except you. You were still on the ground among the debris, tears running down your face. He was there before your eyes, alive and well, but your state of shock held you frozen.

Noticing you were still on the ground, Sarah helped you up and called JJ, tearing his attention away from his conversation with Pope and Cleo.

Guilt filled his guts when he saw you and he freed himself from his friends to come over. ‘’I’m gonna go check on my girl.’’ 

If this would’ve been a movie, it would’ve been a perfect moment to put in slow-motion, but your life, although chaotic and implausible sometimes, was not a Hollywood production. 

Another tear fell when you felt JJ’s embrace enveloping you. This time, it was a tear of relief. ‘’You’re okay,’’ you stated, your voice muffled by his chest.

‘’A little sore, but—’’

You pulled back and hit his chest sharply. ‘’Can you stop being so fucking reckless? I’m tired of being scared of losing you.’’

He hissed, but accepted the hit. He deserved it. From your perspective, the accident must not have been easy to watch. If he had been more careful, he would not have lost control of the motorcycle and fallen off the overpass.

JJ gently wiped your tears from your face, looking at you with soft guilty eyes. ‘’I’m sorry. I just wanted to help, I didn’t think my plan would turn to shit.’’ He tried to hug you again, but you didn’t let him. JJ sighed. ‘’Don’t do that. Don’t push me away.’’ He went again, but this time you wrapped your arms around his neck, pushing away the part of you that was mad at him.

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[hermigeddon]

So the teams we have so far are:

Cleo, Scott, Pearl, Impulse: 3/4s of the Divorce Quartet plus Impulse, who seems openly salty about not having won yet, while teaming with three past winners

Mumbo, Skizz, Grian: SO paranoid for no reason. Accusations of cheating are already being thrown around on day 1

Bdubs, Etho, Tango: Team BEST but without Skizzleman as a peacekeeping force this time

Big B: all alone in the pale garden. Not creepy at all!

Joel and Gem: They will either kill each other or everyone else

Jimmy, Scar, Lizzie: The canon event is finally here. The past and current holders of the canary curse plus mr. accident-prone. This can only go well.

Martyn and Ren: Reunited, in their lane, thriving. (shh don’t worry that martyn has pissed off almost the entire server already it’s fiiiiine)

[bumblesimagines]

Midnight Beach

Part 18

Request: Yes or No

Taglist: @nathan-no @hyubg @ash455  @gills-lounge

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Never in his eighteen years of life did (Y/N) ever expect to be standing atop a train planning a full-blown heist. Searching old, abandoned property like Freedman's Church had been one thing. Sneaking onto a cargo ship to save his ex-girlfriend from her power-hungry family had been another. But planning a train heist to steal back a golden, crystal-encrusted ancient cross right from under Rafe Cameron's nose? With help from Topper Thornton? Discomfort settled in the pit of his stomach. He couldn't even imagine the lengths Rafe would go to get it back from them.

"Looks like there's at least a thousand trains here," Kiara sighed from her spot beside him, rubbing the palm of her hand against her forearm as the chill from the night gently nipped at them. Pitch darkness surrounded them and only the nearly full moon provided them with enough light to make out the trains lined up. 

"Well, we know it's car 750X on the track to Raleigh." Pope carefully recited the words scribbled on the paper, holding it so close to his face it almost brushed against his nose with the slightest movement. He dropped his hand down and leaned his head forward, squinting through the darkness and searching the trains around them. 

Kiara pursed her lips and moved her hand to the nape of her neck, fingers lightly squeezing. "Yeah, well, we're not getting out of here unnoticed with a giant cross."

"We won't have to," Pope murmured. "We can nab it somewhere further down in the country. Just gotta figure out how to stop the train." 

"You say that as if any of us have done that before." (Y/N) scoffed in quiet disbelief. The Pogues were troublemakers, everyone in Kildare knew that. They broke onto properties, ran from cops, smoked and drank from the minute the sun went up to the second it went down. Were they thieves? JJ sure was with his sticky fingers and charming smile. But Pope Heyward, the boy destined for Harvard or Duke, and Kiara 'Save the Environment' Carrera? The uncertainty was plain as day on Kiara's face but Pope had dropped the opportunity for a scholarship to help John B, and the bandana-wearing brunette hadn't even bothered responding to their texts.

"Leave that to me." JJ declared and the discomfort grew. "I got an uncle up in New Bern, right? When he got tipsy, he'd just thrown an old chain across the tracks, just for shits and giggles. And that little old chain would stop all the train traffic in coastal Carolina."

"He's right, actually. There's a low-voltage current that runs across all rail tracks. Throw a chain on it, you close that circuit. It would read as another train. Crossing lights come down. The science is actually pretty sound." Pope explained and JJ nodded enthusiastically beside him despite most of the words flying right over his head. "But, we don't have a chain."

"No, but I bet Topper's dad has jumper cables in the truck. Would that work?" Sarah turned to Pope, a smile breaking out on her face when Pope nodded. As if on cue, Topper began calling out to them from down below, his voice alone making the Pogues roll their eyes. (Y/N) lifted a thumbs up in his direction, pointedly ignoring the exasperated stare from Sarah.

"Alright, you all wait here. Me and Pope will go look for it and send a signal once we find it." Cleo said, and with the plan set in motion and beginning, the two of them climbed down the ladder. They stepped across the tracks and disappeared down one lane, the large boxy trains blocking them from view. (Y/N) nibbled on his bottom lip anxiously until he spotted movement up the side of one of the train cars. From the darkness, a flashlight flickered in their direction.

"That's it. We're green." Kiara laughed breathlessly, but the victory proved shortlived at the sound of a high-pitched horn and metal clanking. "Oh, shit-"

"Train's moving!" The train Pope had climbed on slowly inched forward, the horn blaring every few minutes. They quickly scrambled off the roof and down the ladder, approaching the truck and a pacing Topper. (Y/N) swallowed and clapped his hands over Topper's shoulders, spotting beads of sweat rolling down his temple. 

"This is so illegal, (Y/N)!" 

"I know, I know. I'm sorry you had to get involved with this, Top. I promise you everything's gonna be okay, alright? Just, take a deep breath." (Y/N) squeezed his shoulder and inhaled deeply, nodding for Topper to mimic him. Topper inhaled and his eyes squeezed shut, taking a few seconds before he exhaled and tried shrugging off the tension building up in his body. His eyes opened and flickered over to Sarah.

"W-What are you doing with the jumper cables?"

"Don't worry about it, Top," Sarah responded casually as she stuffed the jumper cables in JJ's backpack. Topper's head snapped back to (Y/N), jaw slacked and eyes widened. (Y/N) only gave a tight-lipped smile in return and patted his back apologetically. Sure, he hadn't exactly explained the whole plan to Topper during the drive to the tracks, but he doubted the blonde would've agreed if he'd known. Like Liv always said, better to ask for forgiveness than permission. 

Climbing into the passenger seat and buckling in, (Y/N) watched JJ and Kiara disappear into the night. With the jumper cables in hand, they had to beat the train to the first crossing and pray the 'science' actually worked. Topper drove down the same road until (Y/N) instructed him to drive off the road and through a small section of trees. Topper carefully maneuvered the truck and followed the tracks, anxiously tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. 

"What the hell are we doing, (Y/N)?" Topper whispered as the halted train came into view. 

"We're helping someone, Top. You're making things right with the Pogues. That's a good thing." (Y/N) answered softly and offered him a reassuring smile. It did little to ease Topper's anxieties but he nodded and stepped on the brakes once they were beside the car Pope and Cleo were searching. Sarah hopped out of the car and took Cleo's outstretched hand, climbing inside with them and helping them search. 

"What are they doing?" Topper exhaled, brows knitting at the three as they began pushing a box that read 'Cameron Development' on the side.

"They're going to put that box-" (Y/N) lightly tapped the window and unbuckled his seatbelt. "-in the trunk."

"What?! (Y/N)-" He could only smile again, climbing out of the car and moving around the truck to pop open the back. He stepped toward the train and reached up, planting his palms firmly against the wooden box and cursing softly at the weight. He helped guide the box into the box, only managing to get it halfway onto the trunk before a horn sounded off. 

"Shit, we gotta move, guys." Pope and Cleo moved around to the back of the box and shoved as hard as they could, getting the box onto the trunk. (Y/N) reached up again and took Sarah by the waist before helping her jump down and getting the box secured with the straps in the trunk. 

"Hey! Stop right there!" A man shouted at them and they quickened their pace, clambering into the car while Pope got in the back to ensure the box would be okay. Topper stepped on the gas pedal, quietly muttering under his breath as he swerved around the man and glanced back toward the security truck following them. They reached the closest intersection where JJ and Kiara were and took down the road. Sirens blared behind them and JJ drove closer to the truck, calling out to Topper to keep the truck straight. (Y/N)'s widened eyes watched as Kiara climbed onto the seat and onto the back of the truck. JJ abruptly braked and turned his bike around, pausing for a brief second before speeding toward the cop car and throwing something at them.

"They're chasing him." (Y/N) breathed. Only JJ would pull off a stunt like that to save his friends. "Top, turn around."

"If they catch us-"

"Topper, they won't catch anyone. Just- Just listen to me, alright?" (Y/N) reached out and grasped his shoulder, squeezing it tightly. Topper cursed and slammed his palms against the steering wheel, shaking his head repeatedly as he turned the truck around and stepped on the gas again, following after JJ and the cop car. He followed Pope's directions, swerving into different streets and roads until they were on the road just below the overpass where the two vehicles were. Then, dust and debris went into the air and the dirt bike hurled over the railing, clattering to the road below in pieces. The truck came to a screeching halt and (Y/N) flew out of the truck, heavy pants leaving him and eyes flickering around in search of JJ. Kiara whimpered and crumbled to the floor, panicked whispering leaving her and face burying in her hands. 

"I wish- I wish I could say I did that on purpose, but that was the gnarliest powerslide I've ever done." (Y/N) spun around and released a breath of relief at the sight of JJ, somehow miraculously alive and unharmed. JJ laughed breathlessly, face flushed and hair sticking out in all directions. Pope bolted toward him and enveloped him in his arms, shocked laughter leaving him. Sarah walked toward him, shoving him back only to pull him back into a hug. 

"You're such a dick, J." (Y/N) chuckled and wrapped an arm around him before they returned to the truck. (Y/N) climbed back into the passenger seat and spotted a flashlight beaming down on Kiara and JJ. The cop shouted down to them and everyone scrambled toward the truck. Cleo, Pope, Kiara, and JJ squeezed into the back while Sarah got in the passenger seat and sat squarely on (Y/N)'s lap. Without time to comment, (Y/N) wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against his chest to prevent her from slipping. Topper stepped on the gas once more.

Despite their fleeting moment of victory, the truck soon filled with overlapping voices arguing and telling Topper to go faster. (Y/N) sighed and leaned his head back against the headrest, listening to Topper argue back until he finally gave in and sped up, only for the truck to jerk up and down after running over a bump in the road. Behind them, the box wiggled free of the straps and slammed into the road, prompting Topper to hit the brakes. They unbuckled their seatbelts and jumped out of the car, rushing toward the box only to see the contents within. Tires filled with cement. And not a single sign of the cross.

"It's fake." Pope stared down at the tires hopelessly and JJ sucked his teeth, ripping his cap off his head and tossing it on the road. (Y/N) took a deep breath and ran his hands over his face, the distant sound of sirens growing near and breaking the melancholy air. Pope remained by the box, frozen and eyes distant. (Y/N) gently set his hands over Pope's shoulders and squeezed lightly. 

"Come on, Pope. There's nothing else we can do."

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"I'm sorry about... dragging you into this whole cross mess, Top." (Y/N) spoke softly, feet dangling off the side of the dock and barely skimming the top of the water. Topper sat beside him, cross-legged and holding a slightly crumbled beer can in his hand. After the previous night's events, he'd been radio silent until he pulled up on his boat with some beers and a willingness to talk.

"I won't lie that was probably the most exciting thing I've ever done. But, I definitely don't want to do it again. I mean, risking two or three years in prison? For a group of people you probably won't even be friends with in five years?" Topper shook his head and raised the can to his lips, drinking the remainder and crushing the empty can. He tossed it into the cooler and wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand. "I mean, where the hell was John B? Ya'll said he hadn't been answering. If he turns his back on them, how fast do you think he'll turn on you? Shit, he might even convince them to drop you altogether."

"I know, Top. I know my friendship with them will be running its course soon with the cross gone and everything." (Y/N) sighed heavily and stared out into the horizon, finger lightly digging into the side of the can. No cross, no gold, and likely no El Dorado either. They had no use for each other, not with each of them safe and sound in Kildare. Even with Rafe's presence, he'd never do anything that'd hurt his father, and any of them could easily out the secret. 

"God, you two are such downers!" A smile automatically spread on his face and he turned to watch Liv walk down the dock. She'd changed out of her casual attire into a swimsuit and denim, per Topper's invite to a party on one of the more secluded beaches called Mase that most typically went to by boat. She flashed them a vibrant smile and wiggled a can loose, basking in the sizzle of it opening before chugging it back in one clean go. 

"Atta girl!" Topper laughed and stood up, picking up the remaining cans as Liv playfully bowed, her large hair bun flopping over in the process. (Y/N) snorted and took her outstretched hand, pulling himself up and finishing his beer. He swiped his tongue over his lips and helped Topper with the small cooler before offering Liv his hand and watching her climb into the boat as it softly rumbled to life. 

"(Y/N)! You have a visitor!" He heard his mother's faint voice call out. He peered over his shoulder and noticed her by the sliding doors, mood slightly dampening at the sight of Sarah standing beside her. He needed a break, not another little quest that could land in in jail or a hospital. But regardless, he jogged down the dock and cut through the yard. Sarah quietly thanked his mother and waited for her to head back inside, fingers toying with the strap of her bag. Once the door shut, she turned back to him.

"You didn't tell me they were back."

"You were occupied, Sarah. Did you need something?" She swallowed and he frowned, bracing himself for whatever request, question, or favor she needed. Sarah took in a deep breath and brushed her hair back behind her ears, lips rubbing together and gaze dropping onto the ground. He could only imagine what'd it be if she hadn't spoken yet-

"I need a place to stay." She revealed timidly. "I got into a disagreement with John B and- and I can't stay with him right now. He said some hurtful things and... and I think he's keeping something from me. I just can't live with him knowing he doesn't trust me after everything we've been through. I-I tried Kiara but she's in trouble with her parents and JJ wasn't even home when I went around so... I came here."

(Y/N) dug his teeth into his lip and grunted quietly. Part of him desperately wanted to turn her down, to turn the other cheek and be done with everything and anything related to the Camerons. Another, more louder, part of him reminded him of their friendship and how she'd take him in no questions asked if he ever ended up in her spot. Besides, nobody could say no to Sarah Cameron's puppy eyes. "Fine. You, uh... You can stay in the guest bedroom again. And uh..." Liv would surely kill him for even thinking about it. "We're going to a party right now. I still have some of Liv's clothes that you can borrow if you want to come."

And so, he dealt with Liv's death stare the whole ride to the island. Sarah, ever the observant type, kept her distance from the fiery redhead and stood by Topper, quietly chatting and pointedly avoiding even looking in Liv's general direction. Despite the death stare and annoyance with Sarah not only being there but wearing one of her bikinis, she stood up from the edge of the boat and plopped down beside him with a little twinkle in her eyes.

"You know," She began loudly, lips tugging into a mischievous grin that made his stomach twist. "I heard Josie was going to be at the party, (Y/N). Little ole Josie who just couldn't keep her eyes off you back at the academy. I've seen her photos on Instagram and damn, she's getting prettier by the day. I bet, my sweet (Y/N), she'd be absolutely thrilled to talk to you."

"Is that so?" No use in trying to ignore her, she'd only persist. Her plan, whether to make things awkward or annoy Sarah, appeared to be working, given how Sarah glanced over her shoulder at them and slowly sipped on her beer. As oblivious as ever, Topper nodded eagerly in agreeance with Liv and the redhead's grin grew.

"She's right, actually. Josie got her braces taken off while you were gone and she finally did something about that bird's nest on her head. She's bangin', dude. If I weren't with Elena, I'd definitely..." Topper trailed off, finally meeting Sarah's hardened eyes and swallowing thickly. He looked forward again, clearing his throat awkwardly and vaguely motioning to Mase. "Uhm, forget about it. We're here, anyways."

"Finally!" Liv groaned and stood up, shifting her weight from foot to foot as she waited for Topper to shut the engine off and ensure the boat wouldn't drift with the tide. Once secured, she leaped over the side and rushed down the beach, arms open and body barreling into the awaiting arms of her old friends. (Y/N) laughed and climbed out, setting the cooler down in the warm sand and greeting Kelce with a hug. A few other Kooks rolled around, embracing him and Sarah and welcoming them back with wide smiles and offers of beers and snacks. 

"You gonna hit some waves today or nah, bro?" Kelce asked, motioning back toward the many surfboards scattered around.

"I'm gonna chill for now." (Y/N) dismissed and Kelce nodded, slinging an arm around Topper and heading off with him to catch some waves. He watched them go and licked his lips as a hint of uncertainty settled in. Sure, he'd been popular for a while but it'd all been due to Liv and Sarah's own popularity. Parties had always been their thing, not his. However, as he began heading down the beach and listened to the enthusiastic greetings, he felt the uncertainty slip away. 

"Hey! I didn't expect to see you here!" He almost wanted to laugh. Josie greeted him with a wide, vibrant smile, the same smile she often hid behind her hand back during the days with the braces. The hair she often kept up in a tight, frizzy bun now cascaded down her shoulders. (Y/N) remembered her as one of the more meeker girls. Someone who attended parties once in a blue moon, hid under baggy clothes, and spent her days watching others from afar. Her newfound confidence made her brighter and even happier.

"Never thought I'd see you here, Josie." He commented with a friendly smile, graciously taking the beer she offered him. Josie laughed and turned her flushing face away from him. Something bubbled in his chest. Comfort? Amusement? Pride? He couldn't pinpoint exactly which one, but he knew he didn't mind it. Having spent a month watching others get cozy while he withered from boredom, he certainly didn't mind the attention or someone new to talk to. 

"And I never thought you'd end up stranded on an island and yet, here we are." Josie brushed her hair out of her face and took a step closer, head tilting to the side curiously. "How was it? It must've been... scary. I can't even imagine being away from my family for a week, let alone a whole month." 

"It was... tough, I guess." (Y/N)'s eyes found Sarah's figure as she strode across the beach in their direction. Josie followed his gaze and turned, her shoulders immediately sagging at the sight of the blonde fast approaching. Sarah offered her a smile, exchanging a quick embrace before she lifted her hand toward him and dangled a set of keys that looked an awful lot like Topper's. Josie smiled weakly at them and slipped away before he could speak. 

"Come with me to check something out." She smiled widely and took his hand into hers, an action so fluid and casual that for a split second, it felt as if he'd gone back in time. Hanging out with Topper, attending a Kook party, being close to Sarah. All things he used to do, and things that made him happy. He debated letting go. He debated letting her down and following Josie to see where things went. But Sarah fucking Cameron and her big brown eyes that enraptured others, the freckles scattered across her cheeks that were only noticeable in the sunlight, her smile that could cheer up even the saddest of people. 

"Fine." He sighed, and he kept his hand in hers. 

They took Topper's boat to the abandoned lighthouse just a ways off the boast of the beach. It was tall and old with the red and white paint beginning to chip off. It'd been occupied once, likely a beautiful sight for the sailors rolling in during its prime. Now, it stood old and deserted, replaced by the lighthouse near the town square that everyone knew well. Sarah basked in its glory for a moment and tossed a smile over her shoulder at him before she crouched down and sat on the edge of the dock. 

"Come, sit down." She patted the spot beside her encouragingly and (Y/N) took it, feeling the furious wind against his body. It swept around Sarah's hair and forced her to continuously tuck strands away and out of her face. He looked out at the water and took in its shimmering beauty, the rays of the setting sun bouncing off it and making it glitter like a diamond. 

"It's nice out here. Better than a deserted island." (Y/N) said and tilted his head back, peering up at the sky. Orange and pale blue clashed and danced together, having their moment before they'd be replaced by the deep blue of the night sky. Sarah hummed absentmindedly, kicking her legs back and forth. While his eyes remained on the sky, hers watched the waves lap up the dock support beams. She stared at the beams, at the barnacles and kelp wrapped around the wound, eyes focused yet distant at the same time. She picked at the strings of her shorts, tugging at the thread and threatening to break it until she lifted her head.

"(Y/N)," She began softly, voice almost carried away by the wind. Her eyes glazed over with fresh tears. "I'm... I'm so sorry... I'm sorry for everything. For- For kissing John B, for ignoring you, for hurting you, for dragging you into this whole treasure hunt. I'm so sorry for everything I did. You were one of my closest friends and I broke the trust you had in me. I never- I never should've done the things I did. I never should've said what I said. I acted as if you were a burden and you never were. I'm... I'm really sorry, (Y/N)." 

(Y/N) stared at her, the rushing wind and waves filling in the silence between them. Tears slipped down the corners of her eyes and she wiped them away with her fingertips, the heaviness on her shoulders more apparent than ever. He'd never gotten a proper apology, he realized then. She'd tried once, after her breakup with John B and Ward's fake death. It'd sounded too forced, too soon, and too wrong. But now, with the tears falling from her eyes and the regret laced heavily in her voice, it all sounded real. Genuine. 

"I know." He murmured, voice barely audible. (Y/N) delicately placed his hand over hers and intertwined their fingers in a comforting and accepting gesture. She sniffled and raised her head to meet his eyes, her quivering lips pulling up and her fingers gently squeezing his. (Y/N) leaned over and pressed his lips to her warm forehead, the last tears sliding down her cheeks and dripping off her chin. He leaned back and wiped the trails away, planting his feet on the dock and standing up. Keeping their hands intertwined, Sarah stood up as well. "I forgive you, Sarah." 

By the time they returned to the beach, many of their friends and former classmates had departed with the disappearance of the sun with only a select few having set up tents to sleep in. Kelce and Topper had started a bonfire and kept it fed with branches and sticks, tossing them in as they chatted and drank. When (Y/N) turned to them questioningly, the two pointed in the direction of one of the tents where Liv's bag rested on the outside. He snorted quietly and took a seat on one of the many towels placed around the bonfire. Sarah sat beside him and they listened in on Kelce and Topper's conversation until the two boys called it a night and headed off to Kelce's tent. (Y/N) lied back on the towel and stared up at the night sky, watching the twinkling stars and searching for the constellations Sarah loved oh so dearly. 

"Remember when we used to do this?" Sarah asked, her head turned upward as well. "We'd go out to the beach at midnight and just watch the stars for a while." 

"How could I forget when you were so insistent on it? Always calling right when I was about to fall asleep." 

"You never complained!" Sarah giggled and turned to look down at him. Her eyes softened as she gazed down at him, lips parting when she exhaled shakily. His brows furrowed slightly and he tilted his head, the words just about to leave him when she swooped down and planted her lips on his. He stiffened, mind going blank at the feeling of her lips before his brain slowly caught up and his muscles relaxed. His hand cupped her cheek and he kissed her back, the familiarity of it all making his brain woozy. Sarah moved, never once pulling away from him as she straddled his waist and kissed him back harder. He let everything slip from his mind. The gold, the cross, the Pogues, John B. He let them wash away with the tide.

[lands-of-fantasy]

DCEU Poster Ladies

Amy Adams as Lois Lane

Gal Gadot as Diana Prince / Wonder Woman

Margot Robbie as Dr. Harleen Quinzel / Harley Quinn

Viola Davis as Amanda Waller

Cara Delevingne as June Moone / Enchantress

Karen Fukuhara as Tatsu Yamashiro / Katana

Robin Wright as General Antiope

Connie Nielsen as Queen Hippolyta

Nicole Kidman as Queen Atlanna

Amber Heard as Mera

Jurnee Smollett-Bell as Dinah Lance / Black Canary

Mary Elizabeth Winstead as Helena Bertinelli / The Huntress

Ella Jay Basco as Cassandra Cain

Rosie Perez as Renee Montoya

Kristen Wiig as Dr. Barbara Minerva / Cheetah

Daniela Melchior as Cleo Cazo / Ratcatcher 2

Danielle Brooks as Leota Adebayo

Jennifer Holland as Emilia Harcourt

Quintessa Swindell as Maxine Hunkel / Cyclone

Grace Caroline Currey as Mary Bromfield

Meagan Good as (Adult) Darla Dudley

Rachel Zegler as Anthea / Anne

Helen Mirren as Hespera

Lucy Liu as Kalypso

Sasha Calle as Kara Zor-El / Supergirl

Bruna Marquezine as Jenny Kord

Becky G as the voice of Khaji-Da

[detectivereads]

Monster High Halloween Special by Keryl Brown Ahmed

5/5

This post is for fan entertainment, I am not being paid.

Hi everyone,

I hope you are well.

Ok, I remember watching the webisodes of Monster High when they first came out and I loved them. I thought the whole concept of a school for monsters was really cool. The characters of the schools were so unique; my favorite student was Operetta & Skelita Calaveras, but out of the main girls, I like Draculara.  This was nice walk down memory lane.

I also liked Ever After High, again the children’s of believed fairy tales going to school, I was upset that they ended it. There was so much I thought they could do with it. Part of me is hoping we would have gotten a video game like the Monster High games.

Recently I found that they are making a comic series “A New Scaremester” but unfortunately, I can’t seem to find #1, so I think I will wait till it comes out in a volume (if they make one) and read it. However, I saw this special and it’s a one shot too and it takes place on Halloween, sign me up.

Now, what really sold me on getting this comic was what I saw online, Frankie Stein is dressed as a detective. (… I like detectives) So, I didn’t hesitate to get this.

So, Draculara, with the help of Headmaster Frankenstein, set up a Halloween carnival for the students. So, everyone is dressing up in costumes and heading to the fairgrounds. Everyone is having fun, Frankie is hoping to win first place in the costume contest but she sees the other costumes and realizes that she has stiff competition. Draculara is worried about the carnival, thinking some parts are boring, Cleo is having relationship issues with Deuce (in the comic she said she was happy that she broke up with him) but it’s pretty clear that she still loves him. Clawdeen is having self-confidence issues about the costumes that she designs.

So, everyone goes into the Nightmare Maze, and they start dealing with their fears (at least Clawdeen and Draculara) and everyone gets lost. The girls overcome their issues and lead the rest of the group out.

But something I notice Headmaster Frankenstein said Headmaster Blood and some students are missing. Are we getting any closure on that or is that going to continue in the series the New Sacremester?

My final thoughts

I love the artwork of the comic, and I am happy that this is the Monster High I grew up with.

I am not saying that the newer Monster High is bad. I am just used to the ones I first watched, with Cleo and Deuce being an item, Frankie having issues keeping herself together, and Draculara having troubles with her self-worth. I love the Dead Fast costume that Ghoulie wore, because that is her favorite superhero.

I love the story and the artwork, and I hope there will be a Christmas special of this Monster High. I do like that the comic has left it on an ominous ending.

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Greetings from Riverblossom Hills Year one: introduction

Here is the town of Riverblossom Hills

This rural town is far away from.. well, everything. It's a nice place for the young to grow up (although, maybe a bit boring at times...).

There's currently 16 sims spread across 6 households in the town:

202 Welsh Lane: Wan household. Patricia Wan & Cleo Shikibu lives here.

125 Huckleberry Lane: O'Mackey household. Gabe & Jules O'Mackey lives here.

110 Old Farm Road: Greenman household. Rose, Jason & Daisy Greenman lives here.

115 Old Farm Road: McGreggor household. Leod McGreggor lives here alone.

208 Welsh Lane: Roth household. Morty, Stella, Sandra & Xander Roth lives here.

204 Old Farm Road: Viejo household. Catherine Viejo lives here along with Betty Goldstein, and Andrew & Jacob Martin.

[6rookie-writer0110]

Master List number - 62

Headcanons for Doreen, Kamala, and Nadia van Dyne & S/O

headcanons for Emma Frost, Laura Kinney, Illyana Rasputin, and Kitty Pryde

Headcanons Laura Kinney, Emma Frost, and Jubilee jealous

How about: the next chapter - Maude Apatow x Male Reader (SMUT)

Greed - Bellatrix Lestrange x Male Reader (SMUT)

headcanon where being the son of Clark Kent and Lois lane

headcanon R is the adopted son of Clark Kent and Lois Lane ((Like Attack On Titan)

headcanon of Hope Mikaelson & male!reader and is part of the Legends (DC's Legends of Tomorrow)

Hope Mikaelson smut alphabet pls. (Male reader tribrid)

Hope Mikealson x male!reader where his a full-on tribrid and is part of the Legends and has a pet land Shark called Jeff

Ocean Hearts - Hope Mikaelson x Male Reader

Don't tell the Massiah we are in love - Hope Mikaelson x Male Reader/Tribrid

It's always been like this - Male Reader x Cleo Sertori (SMUT)

Never Alone - Buffy Summers x Male Reader (SMUT)

Yandere! Wednesday Addams Would Include...

Being a vampire & Dating Wednesday Addams would include...

[reality-exodus]

Broken Promises

Ch.6 Nymos

Words: 1886

Summary: Mc (Nell) goes out with her friends for the first time while Richy's associate is after her while she is with Phil. Is Jake actually there?

Liz POV

I had been studying the past forty minutes each detail of the reports Bloomgate gave me. I had to go in and interrogate the suspect that broke into Roger's garage surpassing all the security lanes we had set. Alan leaned on the doorframe. "I have never seen a psychiatrist stressed." He stated breaking my focus.

"And you won't see today either." I responded reflexively and set aside the notes I had taken. I stood up and walked past him. I didn't like being underestimated. I paced my way to the interrogation room and I opened the door when a my jaw crushed in a fist, I stumbled back feeling the taste of blood flood my mouth. My vision was blurry and I didn't really know how that happened.

Nellie's POV

It had been two hours since I came here and slowly everyone was leaving for the night. The bar was almost empty and Phil arrived at our table, it was everyone but Cleo who left earlier. Phil sat next to me offering me a cocktail. I looked at him and smiled lightly.

"I didn't order anything." I spoke up, he was indeed charming, I loved the way his tattoos laid on his neck, and his elegance was truly something else.

"Its something new, off the menu. I would like the opinion of someone- out of here." Phil spoke and leaned over me, he was much taller than me, almost as tall as Ja- no no no! Not again. I shouldn't compare anyone to him. Phil is here, flirting me.

"Hm, let me see." I spoke and took a sip, the gin burning my larynx as there was nothing to break the acidic taste of the alcohol. "Strong- and heavy but still fruity." I commented breathing in hoping the featherhead the mixed drinks gave me.

"That was the point-Perhaps ill name it after you. You seem strong and fruity."Phil spoke, I half expected comments on this but it was only then that I realized no one was hearing his words. He was close to me whispering.

"Oh, that's nice of you-..." I smiled at him, I couldn't help but notice the shape of his lips, he had pretty lips, so symmetrical.

"You could do something for me too." Phil spoke and tinged my drink with his, whiskey with honey.

"And what would that be?" I asked, I was smirking as I took a greater sip from the cocktail. I was looking into his eyes, they were like Jessy's but more melancholic.

"Play something on the piano"He suggested and pointed at the big piano on the corner of the bar, it had candles on it and I recognized the beechwood from the ray cells that were deleted under the romantic candle light.

"I don't play- not anymore." I smiled and looked away immediately, he must have came close to me as I felt his breath stroke the bare skin of my shoulder and it had me shuddering within seconds.

"Come on, for me..."Phil whispered and his hand slowly caressed my forearm and ended up gripping my hand and bringing it to his lips. "I want to hear your voice sing." He spoe and I turned my gaze towards him.

"I have never had audience before." I revealed and my hand shook in his.

"There is only me." He spoke as his hand stroked my jaw and smiled, our faces were close therefore he didn't attempt to kiss me. I nodded and he was gripping my face gently. I stood up getting out of his grip and I walked in straight line to the piano and I opened the microphone.

It was a familiar feeling having the tiles under my fingers, I hadn't thought much of the song as I started playing automatically 'Heart by Heart' . A song I spent all my teenage years singing it and playing it. And then it was another and another- until I saw Jessy and Phil approach me. He stayed further behind as my friend approached me.

"Hey- we are thinking of leaving." Jessy spoke and my gaze fell on Phil who was standing further behind looking at me he winked. My attention was divided. "Um- Nell, I am talking to you." She exclaimed and I hopped lightly.

"Sorry- uh yeah, go I will stay." I responded and smiled at Phil was looking at me holding his whiskey, it was filled once again.

"Are you sure-?" she asked me. "You are drunk." Jessy pointed out and I only nodded.

"Not drunk enough." I responed and pulled her in a hug. "I promise I am alright." I smiled at her and she looked at me and then at her brother.

"Okay then." She smiled and left. I noticed Dan tell something to Phil, it seemed to disturb the owner of the Aurora bar as they exited, Phil turned and lowered the lights entrance as I started playing the piano again.

I played Bach as I felt his hands on my bare shoulders, I tensed as he was massaging them as my skin shuddered under his grip, I kept tapping on the tiles as I soon felt his breath closer to my skin, his lips followed capturing my neck in a deep kiss as his palm was around the rest of my throat. I paused the symphony and let out a soft moan and he paused his movements.

"Don't stop the music." Phil requested in a slow whisper. "Tell me to stop at any point." He added and his lips returned on my neck as I kept playing the piano. I felt his teeth dig into my flesh as his grip around my neck tightened, my breath was coming out cut and sharp as he was kissing my neck. I do not know how we escalated so quickly and I was never this reckless with anyone, not even Ja-. NOT AGAIN!

"You feeling alright?" Phil asked as he sat next to me, he must have noticed the momentary feeling of hesitance that took me over.

"Yes... Just thinking." I smiled at him, my fingers never stopped pressing at the piano tiles. I hadn't realized how much I missed this part of my life.

"I am a good listener." Phil commented "And I bet that in the following sentence there will be at least one of those words, police, hacker, Jake." He spoke and I looked elsewhere with a slight nod. "I didn't want to overstep but from what I get he left... I am here though." He smiled and took my hand, I looked at him and he placed it over his shoulder.

"I am drunk." I smiled and placed my other hand on his other shoulder.

"I am too." He responded and tugged some hair behind my ear. "I am also feeling reckless." He commented and leaned in kissing me deeply, I was caught aback but I kissed him just as deeply, his hand stroked my thigh upwards, I let him move on, he let out a chuckle feeling the humidity of my underpants. Before I could respond to that his lips captured mine in a renewed kiss as with a movement he closed the tiles and positioned me on them.

I had to admit he knows how to make a woman want him in more ways than one. my legs were rested on his either side of his waist as my dress was pulled up as I felt his hand stroke my core making me arch my body in a way it was fully displayed to him, the layer of my dress being a small obstacle that Phil didn't seem to mind as he pulled it aside and revealed my breast. I gasped as he was in three places at a time driving mad already without doing much.

"You are sexy" he commented as he was sucking the skin of my neck, the only response I could offer him was a moan as my legs were shaking to his hand invading my layers, bringing me a feeling haven't felt in a long time. My ears were buzzing from the pressure that rose in my veins like glass cracking. Wait- there was actual glass cracking-

I jumped putting all the clothing back in place. As a masked man with a gun entered the broken glass to the bar. Phil stood up in front of me and raised his hands lightly with no abrupt movements. "Easy man, what do you want?" He asked and he only pointed at me no voice heard. "Sorry can't do" Phil responded when the buzz in my ears got louder as if the electric intensity was high, the moment I turned my gaze to the speakers and the lights at the ceiling the whole space lit up and the speakers released a high frequency that made my ears bleed I covered them squeezing my eyes closed.

I was completely disorientated, on my knees as I could barely feel my head. I opened my eyes for a moment to see what was going in my surroundings, the moment of the break in replaying in my head all of a sudden. I saw the man no longer holding the gun, he was on his knees as Phil seemed more affected by the blindingly lit thorium lamps and the unbearable noise of the speaker, he was on the ground holding his head, I noticed blood on his ears.

I crawled to the man on the floor the gun no longer in his hands, I reached at took it when he kicked it off my wrist. I looked around for a way to defend myself when the screens all around glitched- an oddly familiar event. The noise got louder. "Stand still and you will not be bidden with further charges other than trespassing and resistance and assault against authority, I am aware of who sent you and dare to move one more muscle and things will not end well for you and I will make sure of it." I was listening to the warnings or more like threats, the screens were no longer glitching they had an eye- reddish one- and the name Nym-os right under.

He was back- he never left...

'Nym-os was created to protect you'

'I will never let anyone close to harm you'

I was pointing my gun at the man but my gaze was staring at the camera. It wasn't hard for Jake to hack into the closed CTV Aurora bar had. "FBI has his tracks, We are aware that Richard Rogers is alive." Jake said, his voice was altered, I was listening the voice he firstly bore.

"FBI?" I exclaimed "We, nice one Nymos!" I added, it was spontaneous, I didn't think to comment that Richy was alive and after me.

"The authorities are on their way."he repeated only, I saw the glass of the camera zoom to me, I wanted to keep my expression straight not to give him the satisfaction to see my smile or an upclose eyecontact when the siren lights arrived. 

Hey there,

 i know it has been a while and forgive me for that. I hope you liked the chapter and thank you for reading it. I kind of missed Jake too so I decided to make his theamatic comeback. 

Please let me know your opinion in any way you feel comfortable (Comment dm or idk wattpad?) It is important to me to be aware of what you would like to see. 

Also, duskwood one shots will soon be created so make sure to leave a request down in the comments and i will write about it. 

Take care of yourselves, 

yours, Silvermist 

[scriptofdevilswan]

Cut that paralyzes you.

Cut that paralyzes you. 

It all felt like a speed of light; a breakthrough; blackbeard, a new hunt; the concerns Pope wore at the back of his head. His responsible was to be the responsible one; the one that thinks three steps ahead. A mastermind on planning; the key was Charlsen, the north star; where it all colloids, death and the living. Pope felt excitement; a rush of adrenaline until his world crashed. 

One phone call that can twist your arm. One phone call that forces your insides to drop. Cleo; she was in trouble, only 24 minutes; to get to her. I wasn’t worried about myself or the consequences of walking or in my case running into this fight alone. I only cared about Cleo ensuring her safety. I was worried; I was fearful; if it was the same guy from the deep seas; from the seas that tried to bring death to Kie and JJ, if a gun was involved; whos to say those shots wouldn’t be fired…

A speed of light; from the biking; the motorbike down the lanes of streets; to crossing the threshold of our home; the place we peeled apart to make our own; a second Pogulandia. We built it from the ground up; we had a business; and up until JJ had risked it all with our money; and it blew up in his face, did we feel the stress; the building of trouble. But like John B said how long did we believe we’d stay afloat out of trouble? Our necks bent over; and now Pope felt harbored into the lion’s den. No backup; right as the clock served 4, he felt the lump that formed in his throat.. The sight before terrified him; he felt his knees shake. A gun aimed right at Cleo; and he cared so deeply about her; he couldn’t let her die. And Pope supposed this was one of the rare times his brain stopped; and he moved before his thoughts caught up with him. A speed of light like he said; one second he echoed her name; and made a move to knock the musical guy over; gun in hand, and he found himself over on the ground. He was the brains not the muscle besides John B and JJ got in enough fights for the pogues; not me. But my strengths were far from on my side now. The sight felt like a blur and when the shots fired; the amulet fell from the cloth of my pocket. In a moment I felt paralyzed. Was I frozen in the spot because Terrence was shot and currently on our kitchen floor bleeding out, or was it because I didn’t move fast enough. Tackle the guy down from snatching our clue; our artifact.. I was stone cold in the now. Lips pursed forward almost forming an O shape. 

Cleo kept calling me to come over; stop the blood, but I felt paralyzed, I didn’t think, or register that our clue artifact was now gone; I barely caught sight of the older man; the man who caused this chaos leave. My feet wanted to move; but I felt still. A no think plan wasn’t my forte, and I swore I had let myself down and Cleo right now; not to mention the pogues; our lead now gone. Pogue barely made sense of where he was; until his eyes finally blinked and he moved forward; feet slowly until he was able to feel his limbs again. Kneed down next to the brunette shaking palms as he pressed the wound; but he knew it; Terrence was dead; no movement; eyes glanced to his stone cold face; we had bigger troubles. 

A dead body in our house; along with the string of them; this was one problem I doubted we’d fix, In the moment; I noticed a distraught Cleo; and all I could do was place a comforting hand on her shoulder. “ Baby. it’s okay.” Okay? Was I dumb? 

And suddenly all the risk didn’t feel so risky not in our world; a mess, a trouble we constantly found ourselves in.

[beautifulghcstx]

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜ cleo to lois lane - @mxdnxghtrxn

Lois leaned forward and took the spoon from Cleo’s hand, popping it in her mouth. She hummed softly as she tasted the food settled in the silver hollow of the spoon. “Oh, mmm—!” Her eyes widened slightly as the flavors lit her tongue on fire. “It’s definitely spicy,” she managed, her eyes tearing up a little. “It’s good, though. It would be great on a chip or pita bread, I think.” She hummed again, smacking her lips a little. “Yeah, I think I could definitely eat that whole thing with some pita bread, for sure.” @mxdnxghtrxn

[palmviewfm]

mw female counterparts?

i'd  love  to  see  the  following  being  used  for  counterparts  !  if  you'd  like  anymore  suggestions,  then  feel  free  to  send  in  another  message  !  counterparts: marissa  cooper,  aria  montgomery,  spencer  hastings,  emily  fields,  alison dilaurentis, maya st germain, mona vanderwaal, prue  halliwell,  paige  matthews,  phoebe  halliwell,  claire  standish,  allison  reynolds,  sloane  peterson,  mia  thermopolis,  sam  montgomery,  lindsay  weir,  paris  geller,  lane  kim,  allie  hamilton,  sabrina  spellman,  angela  chase,  betty  cooper,  cheryl  blossom,  toni  topaz,  josie  mccoy,  torrance  shipman,  missy  pantone,  andie  walsh,  kat  stratford,  joey potter, jen lindley, carrie bradshaw, miranda hobbs, jade  west,  addison  montgomery,  lexie  grey,  arizona  robbins,  mary  jane  watson,  elena  gilbert,  katherine  pierce,  anna stern, cat valentine, brenda walsh, kelly taylor, belly conklin, sarah cameron, kiara carerra, cleo anderson, donna martin, caroline  forbes,  jenna rink, bonnie  bennett,  hayley  marshall,  buffy  summers,  willow rosenberg, faith  lehane,  cordelia  chase,  daphne  bridgerton,  lorelai  gilmore,  heather  chandler,  veronica  sawyer,  regina  george,  blair  waldorf,  cora hale, allison argent, malia tate, siobhan roy, fiona gallagher, veronica fisher, serena  van  der  woodsen,  georgina  sparks,  brooke  davis,  peyton  sawyer,  haley  james  scott,  tashi duncan, quinn  james,  alex  dupre,  rachel  gatina,  rosalie  hale,  alice  cullen,  esme  cullen,  jane  volturi,  daphne  blake,  dionne  davenport,  aimee gibbs, amber  mariens,  samantha  baker,  sandy olson, olivia baker, layla keating, betty rizzo, marcia  brady,  lyla garrity, jackie burkhart, donna pinciotti, and  monica  geller  !