#deer daddy campaign

[shikoslady]

HELP AMIR GET THE NOM!

Hey Alastor & Hazbin fans!!

Amir Talai needs the powers of the internet to do its thing and get the word out to those that CAN vote for the Emmy Nominations.

All you need to do is repost, share, and hashtag the heck out amir's posts for the emmys.

He's heading to Mississippi and may not be online much this weekend.

Let's get this talented man and this amazing show the recognition it deserves.

*video of Amir thanking fans who have helped out so far.

[yandereunsolved]

Hey!

Can you do a yandere jimmy darling x important figure reader

Her father is a very important person and dotes on his daughter (reader) and the freaks came to a gathering he organized and the reader defended them.

From then on she came to the shows to apologize for the others ignorance and jimmy is always looking at her

He loves her praise, her touch everything

He always wants something more but his insecurities wont let him so he just more stalker-ish

Sweet Tea & Stalking - ,, yandere Jimmy Darling with a famous reader

tw(s): yandere themes, mention of eugenics, internment camps, and forced sterilization, abuse (by readers father), toxic 1950s ideals/toxic masculinity, drugging, reader mentioning/threatening suicide

ꨄ︎ It was really a horrible accident that he fell so madly in love with you. It was supposed to be just another night with the rest of the freaks. Until Elsa announced that the entire group that was paid by the governor of Florida to perform at one of his campaign banquets. Some of the freaks were ecstatic, while others were nervous to be around so many people in public. Elsa stated that it would be a great way to spread word-of-mouth about the carnival. The party was hosted at your father's mansion. Many high-class donors were there that night. The freaks dressed their best, yet wary glances were still shot towards them. That's when Jimmy first met you—such a pretty young thing among the seas of mundane small talk. You graciously invited them all into your father's house. You seemed more curious than fearful of their deformities. You didn't outright run when you saw him, so he'll take that over nothing. He gave you a cheeky smile and a flirty wink, and you looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Apparently your dear ole' daddy never allowed any man near his sweet lamb. Perhaps he could change that. Although those are just pipe dreams, You're just doing what your daddy told you.

ꨄ︎ You invited them to eat before their performance. The head chef refused to serve them, which left you utterly distraught and embarrassed. Elsa assured you that it was nothing they hadn't dealt with before. She said that the performance is worth more than any food you could serve them. Yet, your luscious little mouth insisted that all of them eat. You brought them to a quiet hallway within the mansion and brought food from the kitchen to them. You allowed them privacy and dignity—two things none of them were ever allowed.

ꨄ︎ When it came time to perform, it was an absolute disaster. They were all standing in an outdoor amphitheater. It was gigantic; many people of status' higher than them filled the luxurious lawn. Your father promised a speech before the 'show'. He went on a long rant about how these were the types of people he promised to get rid of if he was re-elected. He promised the most horrid things to his possible voters. He talked of sterilizing all freaks, putting them in camps and isolating them because that is where they belonged, and making them get surgery to look more presentable to the public. He pushed eugenic rhetoric, and all the while, you were forced to stare at them while on the lawn. You nearly burst into tears. They all stormed off the stage, and a few of them had to hold Jimmy back from attacking your father and killing him.

ꨄ︎ You weaved through the thick crowd to catch up to them, but by the time you got there, they were all gone. You got hit by your father multiple times that night. He called you a freak fucker and a whore because you dared to show kindness to those genetically flawed monsters. You were banned from ever seeing them again. You were locked in your room and denied food or water. You understood what this meant for you. You understood the horrors of your father's wrath and what was still to come. You had no choice. You are to be seen, but not heard, around your father and his companions.

ꨄ︎ The next morning, you escaped the house with a bag of your belongings in tow. You pulled out as much money as you were able to using a faulty check with your father's foraged signature. You were lost. You went to the lost place you knew of—Fräulein Elsa's Cabinet of Curiosities. They were less than enthused to see you once again. Jimmy went off on you before you were able to reach Elsa.

"How dare you show us kindness and then spit in our faces? Do you know what it's like to be like us? No, you don't! You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. You only take it out so you can laugh at us!"

He was so utterly heartbroken. He thought that someone actually cared about them.

ꨄ︎ He only realized his mistake when the clouds cleared a little and he could see the bruises forming on your body. Such a sweet little thing as yourself had a breakdown right in front of him. With shaking hands, you pushed the check into his deformed hands. He felt his jaw fall open. All of this, for them? Then, you begged. The stories of how monstrous your father was to you fell from your lips. A righteous fire ignited within Jimmy Darling. He realized it in that moment. The man upstairs gave you to him. He's never claimed to be a religious man, but this could only be the work of divine intervention. An innocent little lamb such as yourself crawls into his arms and speaks of the woes of your evil parental figure. It was like something out of a moving picture. He was blessed with you. He was meant to protect you.

ꨄ︎ He brought you to Elsa, and she was overjoyed at the money. She promised you a home here. She waved both you and Jimmy off, as she had to spend time mulling over what she was going to do with all of this money. You had given them a $1,000 US dollars ($11,710.42 US dollars in 2024). Jimmy was grinning ear to ear, rubbing your back as he showed you around. Word spread about your generosity and your woes. Soon enough, the freaks welcomed you into their home. You became the 'darling' of the show. They called you the human doll because of your ethereal beauty. You would surely help bring in the big bucks like Bette and Dot.

ꨄ︎ It becomes routine for you and Jimmy to sit down, have sweet tea, and talk about your day. It all started as an accident, really. He invited you to his trailer the first day you were there. He had some left-over sweet tea that had been sitting out in the Florida sun. He gave it to you, and soon it became a ritual between you two. He was always too shy to express his feelings about you. He knows that they've grown into something abnormal. Not to mention that real men shouldn't share such silly things.

ꨄ︎ Having sweet tea with you practically every day was such a good way for Jimmy to probe for information about you. He could learn about everything and anything. You just loved to speak about your day, and Jimmy was obsessed with how your eyes would light up when he asked you. He could also learn who was getting too close to you if any of the other performers had their disgusting little eyes or hands on you. He couldn't do it when others were around because he was always so busy keeping them at bay. You are the circus doll, after all. However, you only really belong to him. Dolls need to be taken care of. He wouldn't allow any part of you to chip, crack, or fade.

ꨄ︎ He occasionally drugs your drinks, just so you are forced to depend on him. You get all sweet and touchy while being woozy. He isn't one to take advantage of someone while in such a state, but if you are persistent, he won't necessarily say no. He's just so obsessed with your hazy blabbering. His heart swells when you lean your head against his chest and murmur about how sleepy you are. It's equally as effective when he has to kill someone for you. Like your father.

ꨄ︎ He understands you still have responsibilities because you are the govenor's child. You may officially live with them, but you still have to tolerate your father for now. You still have to argue with him about your choices. The only reason you are allowed to stay with them is because you threatened to kill yourself if your father made you go back with him. This, naturally, worried Jimmy. So he takes care of you. He just follows you around without your knowledge. It isn't that bad. He's always had to hide in the shadows because he is a freak. So him just casually strolling behind you, out of your eyesight, isn't anything out of the norm. He's just here to take care of any problems that may arise. He's just being sweet, see?

ꨄ︎ Outside of your sweet tea time and the stalking, he doesn't talk to you much. He's way too insecure about his hands and how he appears. You aren't another freak he can flirt with; you aren't some easy waitress either. You are a high-class person who chose to live with him. He puts an excruciating amount of pressure on how he presents himself because of that.

ꨄ︎ On that note, his insecurities are so deeply ingrained in his being that the first time you compliment him, he thinks you're trying to make fun of him. He can't even think of a flirty remark to retort with. A stunned 'really?' is the only thing that escapes him. He becomes enamored with your compliments. He'll do anything for one of them. He'll show off the strength he gained from working at the carnival. He'll do his best to try to flirt with you. He'll spend all of his dollars and coins getting you that thing you wouldn't buy yourself just to hear a meek 'thank you' escape from his lips. He'll tell off that woman who won't stop hitting on you and brutally murder her. He'll mutilate himself for you. He'd cut off all of his fingers if it made you more comfortable. He'd do anything just here those addicting praises escape your lovely lips. They taste even better when those words are pressed against his lips.

ꨄ︎ Jimmy melts if you do anything to his hands: touch them, caress them, compliment them. He feels a shudder run down his everytime. He says one thing everytime, testing the waters of how attracted you are to him. "Doll, if you really wanted to feel them all you had to do was ask." He makes a scissoring emotion and always bursts into a set of nervous chuckles. Once he learns you don't mind touching his hands he's always holding yours. He's always touching some part of your body with them. Maybe he's even a little more confident because of your praises.

ꨄ︎ He craves something more intimate between you two. He's just so terrified. You are the first 'normal' person that has ever accepted him. He wants to marry you on the altar. You'd look so sexy in wedding attire. He wants it so badly. He wants the house, the white picket fence, and two and a half children. He's never dared to tell anyone that, much less dream about it. He's always been a monster in the world's eyes. He never thought to think of more until he laid eyes on you that fateful night.

After all, you have affirmed all those obsessive thoughts in his mind just by continuously interacting with him. You have healed his insecurities enough—just enough to hold him back from anyone who looks at you. What? They might be trying to take you away. He can't have that.

ꨄ︎ You are going to have to make the first romantic move to evolve your relationship from purely platonic. Once you do, it's over. He is yours, and you are his now. Forever ♡.

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[dungeons-and-dictions]

And ANOTHER Hazbin Hotel thing. Short Duck Daddy vs Deer Troll Daddy is my current favorite episode!

Lucifer is nothing I thought he would be, and soooooo relatable. His song is a certified bop too!

But alas, it definitely showed the bad side of Alastor. Up to this point, I’ve seen Alastor’s antics as mainly being a silly troll. Here, he is actively, aggressively malicious. He actually cussed! And his fake laugh was delightful, too.

Let’s be clear since no one is talking much about it; Alastor does not see Charlie as a daughter, maybe not even a friend. He was poking the hornet’s hive from the moment Charlie opened the door to Lucifer.

I love it, you love it, the two dads memes are top-notch. But also, Alastor may not have been irritating Lucifer for funsies. We still don’t know who Alastor made a contract (confirmed) with, how Lilith and him are connected, what the contract entails, or his true intentions with the hotel.

We also know there’s definitely a catch that will come along. The demon’s airtight on this. Regardless, something he’s involved with meant it was in his best interest to motivate Lucifer’s depressed butt into stepping up as Charlie’s dad. Totally wholesome results, too!

As a side note, I am hoping he and Vaggie have a good relationship! I am betting he identified Vaggie as an angel immediately, but didn’t find it a big enough deal to bring up. That link as two fallen angels could be so awesome in future episodes.

And… is his angel form a duck?! Because I based a whole subplot in my D&D campaign on ducks, and I already love the back-flipping, flame-throwing abomination he made!

Anyway, Alastor shows his bad side finally, and is now tied as my favorite character with Lucifer. They share a rivalry Vox could only dream of!

[meanbossart]

so im curious what DU Drow considers to be too sacred to kill, if anything. I know that durge generally refuses to commit acts of murder that are beneath them, but I wonder if there is a type of victim that IS an appropriate sacrifice to bhaal that he cant bring himself to harm? (This referring to before he lost his memories, though if you have anything you'd wanna say regarding after that too)

This is an interesting question to which I unfortunately don't have a very interesting answer 🤔 and I thought about it for a couple of days too!

Bhaalist DU drow was completely faithful to his father. He did practice a little of the good ol' "what he can't see can't hurt him" school of thought - at least in regards to his masochism and some of his more pointless acts of debauchery,which he justified through being otherwise a very obedient son. Otherwise, there was no separation between his will and Bhaal's; If daddy wanted it done, consider it done. This extends even to Orin, who, if ordered, Bhaalist DU Drow would have killed, even if reluctantly.

One caveat to this, I guess, is that he did not easily accept orders from Sarevok or any of the other bhaalists. If he didn't like the sound of something, he would demand Bhaal confirm it true through a vision, prayer, or otherwise intervened in some way or another. However, his friction was usually originated from DU drow's contrarian personality, not genuine disagreement over what was and wasn't a worthy sacrifice. He truly didn't care about anything or anyone else's lives except his own and Orin's - men, women, children, elderly - the last two were probably a lot less satisfying to kill, but it didn't exactly give him any pause.

I think the only form of life he considered somewhat "sacred" were animals - having lived out in the woods for a long time meant he had an understanding and appreciation for the lawlessness of the wilderness and related to their very base-line needs. He obviously has no issue killing animals for self-defense, supplies or food, but anything else would seem pointless. Humanoids have their gods which they serve - animals do not, hence they shouldn't be brought into this. I don't think this matters though as I doubt Bhaalists make a habit out of offering up deer to their murder lord.

(As a note, in DU drow's campaign I never came across the infamous squirrel scene, hence making this headcanon possible LOL)

[empty-like-my-soul]

ALRIGHTY IT'S TIME FOR ME TO START BEING INSANE LET'S GO

as a note, I am doing this compare and contrast out of love and silliness because I am absolutely FERAL about both characters

First off, appearances.

As you may see, both have that puffy blue coat and that very red hair. Though you may not be able to see it, both also have brown boots and dark blue pants. And also belts. Jay has a white shirt, with ruffles going all the way down the front, that cuts off at her midriff. You can see the beginnings of that on Gem as well, though it is cut off by a light blue coat vest thing. The other contrast of note is that Gem has a bandana, while Jay has a pin in her hair.

Next are some more general mentions.

Both of them are bi, pirates (currently), and have a friend with a strange relationship with the sea. Albeit it's in entirely different ways but they're both fishmen. Who's names start with a G. And have incredibly similar backstories. I should stop THIS IS A GEM AND JAY FERIN APPRECIATION POST NOT A GILLION AND GRIAN APPRECIATION POST I'LL TALK ABOUT THEM LATER-

Anywho. They're also both played by Canadians who generally don't necessarily act like the stereotypical Canadian (as in both are incredibly violent physically and emotionally especially towards that one friend. I mean this in a fun way. Like bullying your siblings).

One place they differ is their... species? In fanon, at least, Gem is usually a deer hybrid. Or an elf. Or both. Or a monarch butterfly. Personally I like to see her as a moose at the current moment. Gem is a lot of things because Gem is great. But most commonly a deer. Jay is strictly human, from what I've seen. I mean yeah sure bird wings but she's not avian in nature. She just has wings. Another place they differ is their choice of weapon. Jay's signature weapon is some sort of pistol or revolver, and she prefers long range. Gem, however, prefers swords and melee combat. How else will she feel the glee of collecting heads?

This brings us on to the personality section. Both have marginally sized egos, albeit understated. They also have that amount of confidence inside themselves which leads them to be more headstrong or forceful in their beliefs. Both are the "logical" ones of the groups they're in but they do definitely jump headfirst into the insanity of the group, if that makes sense. Like if you see someone doing something stupid but harmless you join in.

The personality is very similar, they just have different parts amplified. Gem is moreso cheerful, whereas Jay has more, for lack of a better term, bloodlust. That is not to say that they don't both have these traits, it's just Gem is a bit more happy (sounding at least), while Jay holds a bit more hatred in her heart. Gem will murder people while giggling. Jay has daddy issues but smiles anyway.

If you wanted to oversimplify things, Gem is effectively Jay if you took away her daddy issues/if her dad was around. Jay is similar to Gem of you gave her a dad who kinda wants to kill her. But again, that's an oversimplification.

If you don't know who Jay Ferin is but want to see more, go on over and watch JRWI (Just Roll With It), a DND podcast on YouTube and Spotify! She's specifically from the Riptide campaign, which has been going on for over 100 episodes! (And if you find them cool and want to support them,, check em out on patreon)

If you don't know who Gem is and you wanna see more, this is the perfect time! Go search up GeminiTay on YouTube, and watch Hermitcraft Season 10! There's 3-4 episodes of that out right now. She also streams on Twitch under the same name. If you like binging, also check out her POV of Hermitcraft seasons 8 & 9!

In conclusion, give Gem a gun and let Jay Ferin have hooves

Gem’s season 10 skin looks like jay ferin and I can’t unsee it

[incognito-insomniac]

Name Meanings

I was tagged by @socially-awkward-skeleton​ Thank you so much!! ^_^

Not sure who to tag so anyone join in who wants to!

I’ll pick a small group, I have waaaaay too many OCs that I still care about.

Captain Alysia “Aly” Hawthorne - The Outer Worlds

“Alysia” is a variant for Alyssa which means “Rational”. And in many ways Alysia’s main struggle is her rational sense of right and wrong butting up against the uncaring force of capitalism in Halcyon.

I never came up with a last name and I literally forgot my reasoning for it until filling this out. She takes on the name Alex Hawthorne which is an in-game option very early on. Then I developed the nickname “Aly” which could be used for “Alex” or “Alysia”.

And I just never worked past that. Her surname is just “Hawthorne” now which is from the Old English haegborn or hagethorn and meant “thorn used for making hedges and enclosures.”

Calder Jacobson - Fallout 4

“Calder” means “From The Wild Water”. Calder was actually from an original story I was writing where Zavidah, the Goddess of Animals and Shapeshifting, turns Calder into the first werewolf. I didn’t have a good feeling for his personality so I decided to throw him into Fallout 4 and see what happened. I can’t remember how I chose his name but it seems fitting.

“Jacobson” mean “son of Jacob”. I don’t remember choosing it and I low-key hate it now. But here we are.

Erimenthan “Erim” Lavellan - Dragon Age Inquisition

“Erimenthan” is a made-up male variant of “Erimentha” which was part of my original Tumblr handle and it means “ Collector Of Thoughts, Determined Protector”. In trying to come up with an elven name for my first DA:I playthrough this seemed very fitting. And then I created “Erim” as a nickname for him.

“Lavellan” is of course not chosen by me but is the elf background surname given by the game. And it’s not even a surname but a clan name. But it’s origins are in Scottish folklore as a mythical creature Wikipedia describes as a very large noxious rat like creature that lives in deep pools of rivers. So big side-eye to Bioware for that one.

Nadezhda “Nadi” Trevelyan - Dragon Age Inquisition

“Nadezhda” means “Hope” and “Nadi” is just nickname from that which she prefers to go by.

Once again a Bioware provided surname, “Trevelyan” is a Welsh and Cornish name derived from a place-name which originally meant "farmstead 'trev' or Tref (town in Welsh) of Elyan" which reading through a few sites is pretty common for Medieval surname development. “Elyan” is of unknown meaning in it’s English origins. But in Arabic the name means roughly “One Who Climbs Upwards” or “Exalted” among other similar meanings. So arguably a much nicer surname than “poisonous river rat cryptid”. Looking at you Bioware!

Osyen Trevelyan - Dragon Age Inquisition

“Osyen” is a made-up variant of the Welsh name “Osian” which is a variant of the Celtic name “Oisin” meaning “Little Deer”. Oisin is also a the famous warrior poet in Irish mythology. I actually spent some time on Osyen’s backstory giving him seven siblings also with Welsh names. Can’t entirely remember why I chose Welsh, but it was related to some deep digging I did into the Trevelyan surname and in-game origins of Ostwick and the Free Marches. I honestly need to do better about taking notes for my OCs.

Liam Harper - Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator

“Liam” means “With Gilded Helmet” and funnily enough he does have blond hair. But I honestly didn’t realize the connection until now. I just liked the name.

“Harper” is an occupational surname for someone who plays the harp. Again not intentional. I just like it. Liam isn’t musically inclined but I’m sure he could make an excellent analogy of how writing is very much like plucking the strings of a harp.

Anlanihal “Anla” - Skyrim

“Anlanihal” is a made-up name I initially created as one of Erim’s exes in my very long WIP for him. I actually liked the name so much I used it in a D&D campaign for an Elf Barbarian who was a lot of fun. And then when I wanted to try and actually finish Skyrim for once I made a Bosmer Elf and named her “Anlanihal”.

I would have sworn dollars to donuts that “Anla” was a popular name. It does not seem to be. I cannot find it’s meaning anywhere. However, there are a handful people around the world with that name that popped up on Google....and it is a popular acronym.

She also doesn’t have a surname. One could argue it would be Lavellan since she is part of Erim’s clan in my initial rendition of her. But now knowing it means “toxic nutria of lore” I might consider something else.

[smiledotdeer-a]

“Update on the Fucking With Travis campaign!”

“After being alerted by a deer listener and then doing a little surface digging, it turns out someone did, in fact, kill Travis today! Or, at least, a giant mothsteed killed him by quite literally sucking him dry!” Cue the microphone gasping. “How brutal!”

“Not too long after he came back from this ordeal, a certain porn actor we all know and love set his vehicle on fire and then alerted his wife about the fact that Travis has been cheating on her with him! According to the source himself, she plans on having “a long talk” with Daddy Dearest—and considering that she’s in Hell for killing a cheating husband we have a probable outcome for this scenario!”

“There’s still plenty of time in the day, though! I’ll continue sending out my original broadcast over my frequency for those that want a piece of this action! Otherwise—stay tuned!”

( mentioned: @shika-the-satyr​ @get-dusted​ )

[dcbicki]

Things you said when I was crying - Dan and Amy please!

9. Things you said when I was crying | Set post-s6, heavily-pregnant Amy.

(It takes a while before we get to the actual crying.)

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“Not that I’m against fuckin’ in a coat closet, but there’s a time and a place, Ames.”

She can’t tell if he’s teasing her or being serious, so instead she just grabs ahold of his tie and pulls him down to her height.

His brows raised, his eyes wide, his smirk evident, she grits her teeth, “Shut the fuck up.” She tugs at the knot of his tie then, loosens it until it hangs near open, purposely ignores the smug look he keeps plastered across his face as she grabs his shirt collar, “Do me.”

Letting go of his shirt, Amy backs one step away before spinning on her small heels and resting her hands against the thin shelves of the cleaning unit. There’s a bottle of bleach calling out to her and she’s half-tempted to soak a rag and shove it in his mouth.

“Eager for Egan?” He’s grinning again - that fucker - and she can practically hear his ego inflating.

With a look over her shoulder, she shoots him a look, “Fuck you.” Reaching back, she tugs at the zipper of her skirt, barely managing to pull it down an inch before he takes over, imposing and lean behind her, swatting her hand away.

Amy whips her head back around when the zipper gives way and she leans her forehead against her forearm when he draws closer, the coolness of his belt flush against her underwear.

There’s nothing attractive - at all, really - about her underwear these days, but he seems to have developed some kind of creepy fetish for her wearing maternity panties.

(She calls him a pervert for it, and he just laughs it off because he can.) (Because she’s not wrong, and he knows she’ll quite happily take them off for him anyway.)

They’re actually kind of good at this pregnancy thing. Well, the somehow-managing-to-have-sex part of it, anyway.

“We’ve got like ten minutes before someone comes looking for us.”

“Baby, you’ll be coming long before those ten minutes are up, don’t worry.”

Amy rolls her eyes, pretends she didn’t hear the pet-name she’s told him (repeatedly, daily) to stop using, “Well, hurry the fuck up then.”

Curling her fingers around the metal shelving, she rests her chin on her forearm, glances down at the clock as Dan continues to mess with his pants. “Jesus, did you forget how to do it?”

“You’re putting a lot of pressure on me, Ames.” His pants slip to his knees, one hand moving to her hip as the other glides up her back to wrap around her neck. Not in a rough way. Not in a gentle way.

“It’s not like we’re trying to get pregnant.” It’s her turn to smile, and she does so proudly, lowering her head when his right hand shifts from her waist to the waistband of her underwear. “Dan, you suck at foreplay and I don’t have time to teach you where to start right now.”

“Fuck off.” He groans, tightens his grip on her neck, thumb tracing her jawline, running over her skin casually.

Her eyes close - that fucker! - when his lips find her neck (strangely, softly), fingertips brushing her hair to one side. He’s going to tangle it up one day, he’s promised himself. He’s going to break her, unlace her, fuck up everything straight and sleek about her. And he’s gonna smile about it, and she’s gonna rage fuck him for ruining her perfect hair.

These fucking pregnancy hormones have driving her insane, making her all hot and horny and flushed whenever he’s around. She wonders if this happens to every woman who spends almost every waking minute (give or take some) with the father of the baby she’s carrying.

Or maybe it’s just her. Maybe expectant mothers - Amy’s skin near crawls at that word - don’t spend all day either fighting with, shouting at or angst fucking their baby daddies.

Great. Now she’s all hot and sweating again. She’s half a mind to tell him to back it up, pull his pants up and get the fuck out of the goddamn closet, but she stops herself. They’ve made it this far. And she’s due any day now, so who knows when she’ll next even want to-

Wait.

There’s something warm trickling down the inside her skirt then, running down her leg and she can feel Dan pulls his hand from her panties, wrist against her hipbone, fingers spread.

“The fuck?”

Yeah. Her water broke. Fuck.

She knew she was bound to drop, and that having sex could induce labour, but (fuck!) he hadn’t even pulled his dick out yet. Oh, well, poor Danny.

“What the fuck, Amy?” He frowns, brows knitting as he looks over her shoulder, his eyes cast down her body, over breasts and an overgrown bump, “Are you fuckin’ contracting?”

The blonde can only stare up at him, shoulder broad and neck muscles tense, “I might be. Not yet. I don’t know.”

Your water breaks, and then… what? There’s no pain yet so maybe-

Oh, no. There it is.

“Jesus Christ, you need to get to a hospital.” He draws his pants up, not even bothering to fasten his belt, and goes to reach for the doorknob then, creating several feet of space between them.

When he’s pulled the door open, he’s whipping his phone out of his pocket, already scrolling down through his list of contacts. “Where did you put the ba-” Dan pauses, cuts himself off when he hears her hiccup - and sniffle - behind him. “Are you crying?”

“No.” Amy shrugs, her face an unreadable picture. She does not do tears, so what the fuck?

He figures she’s in pain because that’s kind of a guarantee when you’re in early labour, right? He remembers (unfortunately) how Mike had told him all about how Wendy’s surrogate had gone into painful labour. Apparently giving birth to those Cheeto-mustach’d little bastards took well over ten hours.

It’s labour pains, obviously. That explains why she looks like someone simultaneously forced a cactus up her ass and squirted lemon juice in her eyes, “Amy.” He warns.

She’s not gonna take ten hours, Dan thinks. She’s on the fucking ball when it comes to this kinda crap.

She’s the Type A to end all others. She’s easily survived on less than an hour of sleep and somehow managed to hold her own, managed to run a semi-successful campaign. She’ll probably just get past the hospital doors, pop the kid out, then start shooting off work-related texts.

Childbirth is gonna be a breeze.

“Fine, I’m fucking crying, you prick.” She pulls her arms tighter around herself, raises her shoulders as she clutches the low of her stomach. If she could physically snap in half, she would. “I think I’m contracting.”

“You think?” His eyes are wide, and he’s got that deer-caught-in-the-headlights look on his face she recognises from that one time he passed out. “For fuck’s sake.” He breathes, runs a hand over his face, searches for his keys, “Sort your skirt out.”

Amy scowls, reaches down to grab the top of her skirt, but her breathing increases and she suddenly has to stop, chest heavy.

“Okay, fine. Look,” Dan groans (not in the way he had earlier, not in a hot way), and he makes his way back over to her to help pull the skirt up and over her ass, tugging on the zipper to close it. “Can you walk?”

“I’m in labour, Dan, I’m not dying.”

If he has a nervous breakdown again, she’s going to kill him.

“You might.”

“Oh, well, you’d love that, wouldn’t you?”

She’s following him out the door then, only a couple of steps behind him. He waits (for some reason) until she catches up with him. And then his hand is on her back, and she’s never wanted to slap him so badly. Fuck you, you prick. “If I die, then you get to raise the little bastard and use him to pick up unsuspecting college freshmen.”

She can see him roll his eyes at that, and she bites her lip to keep herself from crying out. Fuck, that hurts. “No, Amy. I wouldn’t like it if you died,”

It almost sounds sweet, decent.

“Because then I’d have to be on diaper duty until I could find an adequate nanny.”

“You mean a fuckable nanny.”

He doesn’t reply, just shoots her a look out of the corner of his eyes, and from her place beside him, she finally takes note of their height difference. Has he always towered over her? Has he always held the power? No. No, fuck that!

“Okay, ow!” She finds herself reaching for his arm then - despite herself, of course, because she only ever makes the first move when she needs sex - and she clutches onto him, as though for dear life, as though he’s going to support her.

Goddamnit.

He’s twirling his keys in one hand, and the other is resting over her own. It’s strange, surprisingly reassuring.

She won’t question it… Yet.

When they’re finally at the elevator, he’s texting with one hand, keychain swinging from one finger. He’s either gonna call the hospital or he’s letting Ben know what’s happening. “You’re gonna be fine.”

“Okay.” There are still tear stains on her face, and she’s so close to screaming, breaking, fucking crying out like a baby. Her eyes sting, but she refuses to let any more tears fall. She is not going to be thatgirl; the one so easily defeated by someone who’s only like twenty-two inches long.

Jesus, it hurts. There’s another contraction (she guesses), and it’s worse than the last. But she bites her tongue, lets a deep throaty moan escape past closed lips, and she tightens the grip on his arm until her fucking knuckles turn white.

“I mean it.”

Maybe he does, maybe he doesn’t. Maybe he does give a shit, for reasons that aren’t completely selfish. Maybe he does give a shit about her well-being, about their child’s safety. She doesn’t really care at this point, though. She’d rather just be given an epidural, squeeze his evil spawn out, and then finally be free to strangle him to death. Christ, she’s gonna castrate him.

“Sure.”

[bigdickfartsapolka]

Shiiit, y'all think that's somethin', down here in Appalachia (and p.s. it is app uh latch uh, and if you disagree you're wrong. I live here and I know damn well how to say where I'm from, fuck your "northern" pronunciation.) We got all kinds of strange stuff. We got trees and mountains older than the whole of these United States as a country. There's so many places up in the hills and hollers that if you go wanderin' about back there you can get lost for years and never come back out. There's stories my Daddy told to me when I was a child about the wild man of cosby county. Park rangers found him once. A wild lookin' feller who, when questioned, said that he lived in the park and always had. The most likely story explaining it is a child who went missing when my Pa was a boy. Kid was never found, and the wildman disappeared back into the woods and the rangers never did find him...

Now that's just one story of so so many, y'all. I tell yah, there's thousands more to go with that one. Past that, there's all the sounds you hear so late at night or early in the evening when you pretend not to notice and just keep walkin' and not talkin' or only talkin' to yourself. The wind whistles just right and you can hear it calling to you, but you can't actually answer. If you do, it doesn't go well.

You look out over the hills and mountains and hear something and know that there are things alive and moving out there, but you can't actually know what it is or where, and God help you if you actually go looking for it. You can chase a deer for 20 minutes and when you lose sight of it after the first minute or two you keep running because you know there's something else out there and now you're being chased.....

Houses as old as the civil war in almost every other small town, and they never have people living in them, but somehow they still exist and are still there without anyone doing upkeep. Most of them are thought to be haunted, but in the town where I grew up the place had also doubled as a hospital in the war for a while. There are bulletholes in the walls and a graveyard in the backyard, and nobody actually looks out there or goes into the house, because you just know that nobody who goes in comes back out.

The only campaign slogan my town's sheriff ran when up for election was "we know joe." He won, because everyone does know who Joe is, and every town has those interconnections and people like that... People who somehow are always elected, reelected, or perpetually in power. You never really know when elections are or who is up against the incumbent. Most run unopposed again and again and again.....

The smaller towns are even weirder. There's as many cars in front yards as there are people living in the houses, lots of which are trailers not just because they can't afford to build real homes here, but also because if you disturb the ground or put down roots, then you can't get out or leave when you see the shadows moving and you know it's not just the lights flickering on the street lights or safety lights. It's definitely more than that, but you can't look and really see it because your eyes won't catch it. You can't hold on to the thought of it for long enough to really understand it.

Y'all, America is incomprehensible from the outside, but when you're on the inside you will see some shit and hear things you shouldn't, and no matter what you do you just can't quite make it make sense. The scope of it is just too much to fathom.

it’s all you americans talk about… liminal space this… cryptid that

[georgeluz]

hey:) for the ask thing, im about 5'5, i have long wavy light brown hair and big brown eyes w olive skin. my myers briggs is campaigner&my star sign is a cancer! i'm kinda built (?) bc i do competitive sport, i play lotta instruments, and im v social. i have adhd yikes and anxiety YIKES but it's chill lol, sometimes that does get in the way though. for the fandom, BoB would be great:) also ya u are a legend i didn't mean another word for champ i deadass just meant legend. thanks ❣

NO MORE PLS.

Wow. But… if I were… a legend… I would’ve gotten this done FOREVER AGAOAUHDFgrihEJADF. I’m so SORRY. Babe. But to make it up to you, this blurb is fucking LONG. @v-esperteen 

The Character I See You As: Buck Compton. HIGHLY SOCIAL? SPORTS? ANXIOUS? You got yourself a recipe for BUCK COMPTON. Aka the wonderful, sweet lil sunshine that loves literally everyone and makes everyone feel so comfortable and relaxed (and sometimes not relaxed depending on how boisterous he gets). I love him because even though he has all of these amazing qualities, he is independent to a fault (daring to argue with Winters I scream he’s–), highly emotional (losing his friends literally KILLED HIM) and anxious (though he hides it well behind his EVERYTHING IS FINE face or his dead inside face).

Your Three Best Friends: Don Malarkey, Alex Penkala, Skip Muck (aka the squad)

The One You Don’t Get Along With: Henry Jones. Sweet, sweet Henry. It’s no one’s fault, but he’s so composed and so put together that you honestly don’t know what to do with him. Try and joke with him? He just stares at you (maybe smiles pitifully). Try and initiate conversation? Part of you burns because he takes himself so damn seriously and you decide never to try that again lmao. You like him… you just don’t know what to do with him and him with you, so you just stay out of each other’s hair.

Who I Ship You With: Shifty Powers. The ENFP plus the shy, cute, unassuming, but also incredibly brave and intelligent Shifty Powers? HELLO HOW FREAKING ADORA- I digress. Shifty is wonderful because he’s mellow and gentle, gets embarrassed easily if you try and shower him with affection, but somehow keeps cool in the middle of combat, never gets injured, etc. His name is Shifty for a reason, one minute he’s there and the next you’re like ?? hello ?? Shifty? ANYWAY. I love him a lot. He’s like the least anxious person. Whenever you have your anxious moments he’s there to cuddle you and tell you in his sweet lil accent that everything is gonna be just fine (dont mind me im crying).

Wildcard: Captain. 2nd Battalion Staff S-3. 101st Airborne.

Lil Blurb??: Your charisma got you here. Your athleticism, sharp wit, ability to make solid decisions under pressure, and aptitude for route planning got you here. You were a valuable assistant to Colonel Strayer. Your gender also got you here: pouring coffee for him at 6:30 in the morning, tapping your foot with a bright smile on your face. You pretended it was fine that you were reduced to such menial tasks. You knew it was too good to be true that you would be used for much after being moved from the WAAC to the 101st. You had trained hard with a handful of women to handle the difficulties of battle–you would never see combat, but you would get as close as any woman ever had.

But that still meant making coffee for all of the men, pouring it, and often being left out of discussions. You kept reminding yourself that it was insane that you were here, in England, part of the planning for D-Day. You wouldn’t get to drop though, not like the boys. Knowing that crushed you, not because you particularly wanted to see combat and death, but because you had grown so close to the everyone. To be left behind was cruel. You were a favorite on Easy Company’s sports teams. It was Buck Compton that had used his charms to sway you into joining their soccer game. You were just as uneasy as the men, but once the game started, it was like you’d been playing with them forever.

Malarkey, Penkala, Muck, you, Compton, and Luz versus Guarnere, Toye, Heffron, Talbert, and Skinny Sisk. It was the most fun you’d ever had, throwing elbows and repeatedly trying to trip Tab (who kept throwing hands and swearing he was just going easy on you). You even managed to get a laugh out of Toye, something you hadn’t accomplished before. You patted yourself on the back for that one. But damn, it would hurt to be cut from the friends you’d made. You had brothers. These boys were like your brothers now, far from home, keeping you company in the daylight.

But, despite those boys being the group you had become so close with so quickly, it was the charming Southerner that caught your attention right off the bat. Powers was all broad shoulders passed down from generation to generation; he was meant to hold a gun, you could tell by the way he cradled his rifle against his arm. It was like an extension of himself, but that wasn’t the only thing you admired about the unassuming Shifty. He was a hell of a shot, probably the best in the company, but he was about as quiet, humble, and bashful as they came. And you thrived on making him blush.

First it was through subtle compliments when you caught him alone, without Tab or Skinny by his side. You would sit while Shifty cleaned his rifle, admiring his perfect form when shooting or suggesting he was the best you’d ever seen. You didn’t push him, you read him well enough to know he was easily made uncomfortable. You asked him about home, about his favorite gun, about the squirrels he used to shoot up in Virginia. Shifty would smile fondly at you, then his shoes, and lean back against the wall or the back of his chair, tipping his head back and squinting his eyes. He always took his time talking–he was deliberate. You loved that about him. When you sat with him it was like time stopped for just a sweet moment, like the anxieties and the frustration that fluttered in the back of your mind stopped.

One night, after sharing a drink or two, you both wandered into the nearby cow pasture and he told you about the farm he grew up on. “I did always like cows the most,” he murmured, running his hands along the dew-ridden grass, the other hand rubbing his jaw. “Big eyes, big ears.” He trailed off, screwing up his nose, trying to think of other reasons why he liked them so much. “Well I suppose they never did want nothing bad for nobody,” he finished with a short nod, drawing both hands behind him to lean on. “Chickens were too cranky, and the horses were too smart for me. I almost got kicked once. My daddy almost lost it, started hollerin’ about how I needed to stop sneakin’ up on ‘em. I was too quiet.”

You, yourself, had never been so quiet in your life. You were laying on your side, fingers threaded through the grass beside Shifty’s hand. You wanted nothing more than to keep listening, to drink his words in, to know him from the inside out, but he stopped and furrowed his brow. “You know, I never tried cow tippin’ before.” You looked up through your eyelashes, face flushed from the alcohol that still burned in the back of your throat. 

“What do we do, huh, Powers? Do we just run at them?” You had never done it before either. It sounded just like something a boy from Virginia would want to do.

“S’pose so, I never thought about it.”

“Wanna do it?”

“No, I don’t think that would be very kind,” he replied, sliding back down until his head hit the ground. He rolled onto his side and blinked up at you, a crooked smile gracing his features. “I’m too tired to run anyway.”

“Mmhm,” was your defeated reply, still propped up on your elbow, hovering over him. You felt a little tired too, buzzed, slipping down until your face was right beside his. You laughed. He laughed a little too, but he also looked like a deer caught in headlights. You weren’t one for personal space, at least not with people you enjoyed being around, and you hadn’t thought that it might be pushing it for him to be so close. 

“Never kissed anyone neither,” Shifty murmured after a moment. You tilted your head slightly, leaning back.

“Really?”

“I didn’t play football. I didn’t live in town. I don’t think I had a lot goin’ for me. Bad luck.”

You quirked a brow. Your heart was hammering against your chest. You weren’t supposed to being doing this with an enlisted man. You were his superior, and the reason most had objected to women in the military was for this damn reason exactly. “Why did you bring that up, Shifty?” You were just antagonizing him now.

He was silent for a moment, searching your gaze for any emotion other than drunken amusement. “Well, Y/N, I-I rightly think you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. I was just thinkin’ that. I’m sorry–” He broke off, rubbing the back of his neck. “I was thinkin’ I wouldn’t mind kissin’ you.”

“Well, Shifty Powers, I don’t know what those girls back in Virginia were thinking,” you chuckled, reaching to grab the fabric of his shirt. “I must do my civic duty after all, send you off to war right,” you murmur before planting one on him, gentle, careful, trying not to spook him. This was real, you reminded yourself. And it would be gone soon, so you’d best enjoy it while it lasted. He draped his arm over your waist, pulling you in close, the other hand supporting your cheek. 

Shifty was a quick learner, you found, and you also discovered it would be very, very difficult to reverse what you’d done. After that night, discreet as you tried to be, he nearly gave it all away with his puppy eyes and his silent begging. And you were a sucker, running off with him to the fields and pastures whenever you could under the cover of darkness to romp, wrestle, play, and kiss a little before he and the rest of the men were dropped over Normandy.

[robertkstone]

Celebrity Drive: Comedian and Host Thomas “Nephew Tommy” Miles

Quick Stats: Thomas Miles, comic/host The Steve Harvey Morning Show and OWN’s Ready to Love Daily Driver: 2010 Rolls-Royce Ghost (Thomas’ rating: 10 on a scale of 1 to 10) Other cars: See below Favorite road trip: Pacific Coast Highway Car he learned to drive in: 1980 Cadillac Coupe DeVille First car bought: Acura Legend

Comic and host Thomas “Nephew Tommy” Miles may have a Rolls-Royce and a Bentley in the garage, but his heart will always be with his less flashy 2012 Ford F-150, because it was his dad’s last car.

He bought the F-150 for his dad, who passed away three years ago. “After my dad passed, my sister and I purchased my mother a home. My mother lives in my neighborhood and [we] share the pickup truck. We’re a big fishing family. She’ll take the truck and run to the lake or to the ocean in Galveston and go fishing. When she comes back, she’ll say, ‘Hey, you need the truck?’”

For the emotional comfort it offers to be able to sit where his dad sat the last time he drove, Miles gives the Ford a perfect 10.

“I love it, and it’s my dad’s. It’s sentimental and means a lot to us. My dad had a dent on this car and I told my mom, ‘We’re not getting rid of the dent. We’re going to keep this dent,’” he says with a laugh.

But after his annual Christmas party, he had too many trash bags and he let his neighbor dump them for him at his business. “He gets my truck and then he calls 30 minutes later, ‘Thomas.’ I was like, ‘Please, tell me nothing happened.’  He said, ‘You’re not going to believe this.’”

As his neighbor drove on the Houston freeway, out of the clear blue a deer runs across the road and into the truck. “When the insurance people took the car to get fixed, they fixed the whole thing, we lost the dent,” he says.

Dent or not, this is often Miles’ go-to car when he wants to feel his dad’s presence. “I get in and sometimes I just break down and cry and I can’t take it. I do it all the time,” he says. “I’m in my dad’s truck today, I’ve been hauling stuff around. I needed some firewood.”

Miles’ normal daily driver is a 2010 Rolls-Royce Ghost, which he also rates a perfect 10. “It’s a luxury drive, it’s so smooth, it glides. You feel like you’re on carpet. I like the way it looks; it’s so sleek, it’s regal. I like class,” he says.

Most of the time he’s in the back seat, though. “My driver’s normally driving me around, especially if I’m going out and hanging out with the fellows, and the amenities in the back are just phenomenal. When you get in the car, you don’t have to pull the door to the little button, you hold and it closes it.”

His kids love the Rolls, as well, especially when it rains. “If it’s raining, inside the doors there is an umbrella on each side; you push a button, and the umbrella pops out,” he says. “The only thing that might be a dislike is it does draw a lot of attention, and sometimes you’re not really wanting all that attention.”

2009 Ford Flex

Rating: 8

Miles has this free Ford Flex in his garage thanks to his role on a nationally syndicated radio show. “I did a campaign on the radio for Ford a few years back, and not only did they pay me, but they also gave me a Ford Flex,” he says. “It’s been the daddy mobile where we load up, we go play baseball, football, soccer mom. It’s the diehard vehicle of the family. It takes care of everything.”

When Ford offered it, he took it. “They sent this car to this guy in New York, and he soups all these cars out. So when it was delivered to me in Texas, it had … rims on it, it had TVs in the headrest for my kids, it had an Xbox game in it, it had everything,” Miles says.

What he likes about the Flex is that it’s great for the whole family. “We’re all comfortable. When we’re on the road going out of town, whether to Galveston to the beach or to Dallas to some friends, it’s just a family-oriented vehicle where everybody’s got something to do the whole time in the car. Nobody’s bored,” he says. “I don’t think I have any dislikes about it. When you’ve got a free car, what’s there to dislike?”

Car he learned to drive in

Miles learned to drive on a tractor in Texas. “My uncle owned a land field, and at the age of 12 and 13, I was driving dirt and trash into a huge body of water,” he says. “I learned how to drive trucks, dump trucks, tractors.”

He officially learned on his mother’s canary yellow 1980 Cadillac Coupe DeVille.

“The kids used to tease me, ‘Look at the big banana Thomas is driving.’ But it was still a nice car, so I didn’t care,” he says. “I didn’t have a high school car—I had to have permission to drive my mom and dad’s car.”

His dad was his driving instructor who made sure to teach him how to drive properly. “His attention was always on driving, he was never lax on it … he was very thorough [and] made sure there were no mistakes,” Miles recalls.

That also meant Miles couldn’t make any mistakes, either. “If I got anything wrong while we were going around the block or something, then I didn’t get to drive the next day,” he says. “So I made sure I didn’t get anything wrong because he’d take a day off on teaching me.”

Much of those lessons were about being a good listener. “That’s what the whole lesson was, is to listen to what he’s saying, get it down, this is what we’re working on—the signal light, the way you ease up to a stop sign, instead of stopping abruptly,” he recalls. “He was just very thorough. So by the time I got to high school and the 10th grade, we could take defensive driving in school at 15, I had been driving already, for everything.”

First car bought

The first car Miles bought was a used Acura Legend from a fraternity brother. Although he can’t remember the model year, he remembers the car fondly.

“They don’t make those anymore. He sold it to me, and it was probably the worst deal I ever made because every two weeks I owed this guy 200 bucks, and that was a lot of money,” he says. “My father was like, ‘That was the dumbest deal you’ve ever done.’ But I liked the car, and he had it all nice with rims on it. I was like, ‘This is the best car, I’m never getting rid of it.’”

  Miles made money from mowing lawns to pay for it. “Every morning I would get up and go pick up these laborers, they’d jump on the back of the trailer, we got lawn mowers, weed eaters, and we would cut 25 to 30 yards in one day,” he says. “That was my hustle. I toured with stage plays the majority of the time, but in the summer we were off. I would come home and I would run my cousin’s lawn service just to keep money coming in; that way I wouldn’t blow all my money that I made on the road while I was out performing.”

But after three years of paying his fraternity brother for the car, Miles had a tough time making payments. “He goes, ‘I’ll buy it back from you.’ And he buys it back from me, and it was so much cheaper than what I gave him,” he says.

Favorite road trip

Miles’ favorite road trip is the Pacific Coast Highway from San Francisco to Los Angeles, and not for the reason one would think.

“I just finished doing a comedy club in Oakland, and my road manager at the time said, ‘I don’t want to fly to L.A.’ I said, ‘Everybody talks about the drive up the coast; I want to drive up the coast.’”

His road manager found a rental, and they had a certain time they had to arrive and started on the drive. “He gets a nice SUV, a Tahoe, and I’m in a back with a pillow and a blanket, and I’m like a kid with all my snacks and goodies, and I’m like, ‘Yeah, we’re going up the coast!’ This was the scariest damn ride I have ever taken in my life. I could not believe all twists and turns. I’m looking off on the edge, I’m like, ‘There’s no barriers, there’s nothing that stops you from going over!’”

It was too late to turn around, so Miles made his manager drive 20 mph. “I don’t care how many people are behind us, damn it, drive slow! This is scary as all get out,” Miles recounts. “I had an appointment in L.A., I don’t give a damn, I called and cancelled the appointment, we are going to get there in one piece. We went through these little towns; I made him stop at rest areas so I could breathe. Just let me catch my breath and say, ‘OK, all right, I’m ready to go again, let’s drive another hour. Let’s get through this.’ I was terrified.”

He does recall seeing sea lions resting on rocks. “We saw all the good stuff that people want to get out, and I was like, ‘I don’t want a picture, just keep going, I’m good.’ That is the road trip that I will never forget—I thought it was beautiful, it was breathtaking, but it really did take my breath, though. It really scared the hell out of me,” he says with a laugh.

The Steve Harvey Morning Show and OWN’s Ready to Love

In addition to being the host on OWN’s Ready to Love show, Miles can be heard every morning from 6 to 10 a.m. ET on the nationally syndicated radio show as Steve Harvey’s co-host, where he’s known for his prank phone calls.

He got the gig after he was touring with Luther Vandross. During a hiatus, he was asked to sit in on the show by Harvey’s manager.

“I’m like, ‘Hey, I’ve been doing this for a week now,’ and the next thing I look up, it’s two weeks and all of a sudden it’s like, ‘Steve wants to keep doing this.’ Are you serious? ‘I can do this for a while, but when Luther calls me I’ve got to go, I can’t be playing on the radio with y’all.’ The craziest thing is that Luther Vandross never went back out—during that hiatus time, he died. I look at it like God gave me a job before I even knew I needed one. And here we are 15 year later, and I’m still on the radio.”

Miles will always be grateful for that serendipitous moment. “This show has been far more than I could have possibly imagined. It has written my check for who I am today. I’m able to go and sell out venues across the country doing standup comedy because … people love who I am on that radio, and when they hear I’m coming to town, I’m sold out before I get there,” he says.

He sees the show as a real blessing. “At first I didn’t take it serious, and then all of a sudden I started I realizing this is like a gift from God right here. I am able to do everything,” he says. “This past year I bought my wife a Bentley, and that’s what she rides around in. So I’m able to really give my family a whole different lifestyle because of this radio world that I live in.”

The Heckler

Miles is also producing and starring in the short film The Heckler, a dark comedy about a comic competing to win a comedy competition that could help pay for a costly bone marrow transplant for his dying son.

“He’s the best comedian in the competition, but on that night here comes the freaking heckler who kills every chance of this guy winning. But he finds out later that one of his best buddies who won the competition paid the heckler to make his show bad so he can win,” he says. “Everything hits the fan. It’s gritty and brutal and then there’s funny in between. … Look out for it because it will hit the film festival scene and you’re not going to be ready for it.”

For more information visit ThomasMiles.com

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[kayawagner]

Codex - Volume One [BUNDLE]

Publisher: The Gauntlet

This special bundle product contains the following titles.

Codex - Chrome (Oct 2016) Regular price: $2.00 Bundle price: $0.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of original articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Chrome: #chrome_rot.exe A campaign starter for The Sprawl RPG that introduces the threat of the chrome rot disease into your game. Nineteen Science Fantasy Elements for Dungeon World Items, custom moves, monsters, and places of power. Miscellany: Three Dozen Pieces of Cosmetic Cyberware Eight original illustrations Custom layout by Oli Jeffery ... Codex - Crystal (Aug 2017) Regular price: $5.00 Bundle price: $4.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Crystal: Heroes and Crystal Kingdoms (HaCK) A JRPG version of The Indie Hack. Trepallidic Parasites Crystalline spores to infect your Dungeon World campaign. Keepers of Antarra An original storytelling game. The Faceted Order A supplement for Dungeon World and OSR campaigns. Guardian Stones Bend dimensions with these magic items for Dungeon World. Three Dozen Rumors of Crystal Falls Township Seven original illustrations Custom graphics and layout by Oli Jeffery ... Codex - Dark (Jan 2017) Regular price: $4.00 Bundle price: $3.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of original articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Dark: Called Summon a demon into the world in this candlelit LARP by Wendy Gorman. The Conjuration A Final Girl scenario by Oli Jeffery, inspired by the films Insidious and The Conjuring. Pizza Time! Explore the dark corners of a Chuck E. Cheese’s style restaurant in this Lovecraftesque mystery by Jason Cordova. Plunged Into Darkness A superhero scenario by Jaye Foster for the 6d6 system. Three Dozen Seedy Taverns Six original illustrations. A custom layout by Oli Jeffery.... Codex - Ectoplasm (Nov 2016) Regular price: $3.00 Bundle price: $2.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of original articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Ectoplasm: Huge Problems in Little Shanghai A Monster of the Week mystery The Ghost A playbook for The Sprawl RPG Thirteen Haunted Magic Items for Dungeon World Three Dozen Signs of Ghostly Habitation Nine original illustrations Custom layout by Oli Jeffery ... Codex - Iron (Apr 2017) Regular price: $5.00 Bundle price: $4.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. 
 Inside Codex - Iron: The Gates of Cold Iron Pass An OSR adventure by Kiel Chenier. Wind on the Path A game of samurai duels by Jonathan Lavallee. Four Dwarven Shrines A collection of elements for Dungeon World. Three Dozen Tempering Trials Seven original illustrations A custom layout by Oli Jeffery... Codex - Joy (Aug 2017) Regular price: $5.00 Bundle price: $4.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Joy: Bunk Beds Truth or terror in this original LARP. So You’re Becoming a Dragon Dragons and puberty, together at last in this original LARP. The Kawaii!!! A new playbook for Apocalypse World. Seven Celebrations Festivals, fetes, and fancy for Dungeon World. Gauntlet Daddies #001 Three Dozen Attractions at the Carnival of Dreams Nine original illustrations A custom layout by Oli Jeffery... Codex - Love (Feb 2017) Regular price: $4.00 Bundle price: $3.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of original articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Love: Stops Along the Journey of the Owl A Lady Blackbird supplement by Rich Rogers. Temor, God of Love and Pestilence A collection of custom moves, magic items, and spells for Dungeon World. Bogville A deluxe Dungeon World adventure starter by Ray Otus. Three Dozen Fantastic Places to Take a Date Six original illustrations A custom layout by Oli Jeffery... Codex - Madness (May 2017) Regular price: $5.00 Bundle price: $4.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Madness: Asylum City A Dungeon World adventure starter by Jason Cordova. Rituals A Powered by the Apocalypse minigame and supplement about living with OCD. The Madness of Cú Chulainn A new story game of Celtic myth by Tom McGrenery. The Madness of Legends A bit of frippery, Powered by the Apocalypse. My Female Hysteria A scenario for Cheat Your Own Adventure. Three Dozen Great Old Ones Seven original illustrations A custom layout by Oli Jeffery... Codex - Neon (Jul 2017) Regular price: $5.00 Bundle price: $4.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Neon: Tonight Only! Soundcheck Presents… It’s the battle of the 80s bands in this competitive LARP. Solace A starter scenario for The Veil RPG by Fraser Simons. Mechanical Oryx 200 Word RPG Challenge winner: Post-apocalyptic robot deer. Route Clearance 200 Word RPG Challenge winner: Card-based military camaraderie. Memories 200 Word RPG Challenge winner: Bittersweet nursing home stories. Four Dozen Neon Lit Business Establishments Nine original illustrations Custom layout by Oli Jeffery... Codex - Starlight (Dec 2016) Regular price: $3.00 Bundle price: $2.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of original articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout.  Inside Codex - Starlight: Café Luz Estelar A Malandros starter by Tom McGrenery. Ex Nihilo A science-fiction Lovecraftesque scenario by Joshua Fox.  The Temple of the Peerless Star A deluxe Dungeon World starter by Jason Cordova and Daniel Fowler.  Three Dozen Signs the Stars Are Right! Nine original illustrations Custom layout by Oli Jeffery... Codex - The Discern Realities Annual Regular price: $7.00 Bundle price: $3.00 Format: Watermarked PDF This special edition of Codex features original material featured in the first forty episodes of the Discern Realities Dungeon World podcast! Inside: Five new procedures, techniques, and hacks Thirteen custom moves Thirty-nine magic items Seven Compendium Classes An adventure starter Nineteen original illustrations Custom layout by Oli Jeffery... Codex - Time (Jun 2017) Regular price: $5.00 Bundle price: $4.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Time: Timegasm A LARP about time travel, legal wrangling, and incest by Wendy Gorman. Reset A mystery game for two players inspired by the classic neo-noir, Memento. Turning A universal tool for dealing with vast time-spans in any RPG. Overlooked Play as an android hated by humans in this dystopian RPG. The Iron Tyrant An adventure starter for Dungeon World. Three Dozen In Medias Res Starters Four original illustrations Custom graphics and layout by Oli Jeffery... Codex - Yellow (Mar 2017) Regular price: $4.00 Bundle price: $3.00 Format: Watermarked PDF Codex is the monthly RPG fanzine published by the Gauntlet gaming community! Each issue features a variety of original articles organized around a theme, loads of original artwork, and a custom layout. Inside Codex - Yellow: The Society for Vegan Sorcerers An original LARP by Wendy Gorman. The City of Carcosa A Dungeon World starter by Andrew Shields. The Search for the Yellow City A custom setup for Cheat Your Own Adventure. The Yellow Planet A collection of elements for Dungeon World. Three Dozen Forbidden Texts Nine original illustrations A custom layout by Oli Jeffery...

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