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He quickly became a victim of the circumstances he created.

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Social media wins again while society loses, also again.

In this particular instance, video footage went viral over the weekend and showed an apparently intoxicated and probably racist white man violently attacking two women before unwittingly becoming a victim of the circumstances that he created.

People on social media were working to identify the culprit, and it appeared as though they have been successful. Jason Frink, is this you?

But first things first.

The video, which was posted to Instagram on Christmas Eve, picked up social media momentum this weekend for reasons that are not immediately known to NewsOne. It apparently was filmed in a hotel in San Diego and lasts for a little more than a minute. But that is more than enough time to establish the fact that the man in the footage appeared to commit a violent crime, possibly motivated at least in part by anti-Black racism.

The footage begins abruptly without context and shows the unidentified white man telling an employee to “find it.”

That’s when the person filming — an Instagram user named Ronnie Toms, a Black woman — tells that man to leave the premises.

“F*ck you,” the man says while looking directly into the camera.

The edited video then cuts to the white man looking into the camera and asking, “where do you come from?” That led to him saying: “This is your f*cking hood.”

The white man then walks toward a woman, identified by Toms as a “4’10 coworker,” and demands something unintelligibly before shoving the woman with both of his hands.

The man not only ignored orders to stop assaulting the coworker, but he also lunged at her again before slapping the phone Tom was using to record out of her hands .

“Okay,” Toms can be heard saying before handing the phone to her coworker to continue filming while she began defending herself from the man — by taking what appeared to be a steel lamp and repeatedly bashing it upside his head… to the point he seemingly lost consciousness.

Toms prefaced her Instagram post by warning the footage was not meant to encourage violence.

Watch the unfortunate encounter unfold below.

The language and violence are graphic in nature and this video should be viewed with discretion.

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Fast forward to Saturday and that video was seemingly everywhere, thanks in part to social media sensation TizzyEnt, who was credited with identifying the man in the video as Jason Frink, a sergeant in the U.S. Marines who graduated from high school in Arlington, Nebraska, in 2017 — allegedly.

The man was apparently identified in part by a mole on his neck.

One tweet user linked to a Twitter account — @j_frink2 — purportedly belonging to the man in the video. That account was deleted, though it’s unclear when.

Activist Shaun King said on Instagram that he’s notified the Marines and “they are now aware of this shameful man.” He also called for San Diego police to arrest him.

This is a developing story that will be updated as additional information becomes available.

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strange-spaghetti · 5 months ago

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Again, erratic within hours yesterday. Totally down batting away thoughts of just count myself out & go quiet. Need to fix my portfolio, edit footage, study math, keep up with the diet & weight lifting.. Hating my skin, it's completely broken out. But yesterday I looked & felt good with a face full of make up (covering the blemishes as much as possible) which I don't do. Work was good. I love walking in to sound check & seeing the band. Love the sun now & not scared of tanning; I've been even purposefully allowing color to catch on my skin. My phone wasn't empty... did write Zimbabwe (yeah, yeah I know, but I gotta be chill with these things. Learn to detach in a non-bitter way, he's a new mate I flirt with & am physical with, nothing more). At a point, I was at my gate entrance, beautiful weather, love live music, I look at my phone & I have mates writing me & both the guys I'm attracted to (Zimbabwe & gorgeous-way too young-Yes shirt-film student musician) writing me. Zimbabwe did heart eyes for my selfie story which yeaahh, sucked me right back in, dude lmao. Gotta be cool & f*cking chill. It can happen to you, It can happen to me, it can happen to ev-ery-one e-ven-t-ually... I did go f*cking ham at taco bell last night after my shift since I was probably net calories, so that made me feel like sh*t, but today's a new day. The photos my photography mate took at the magazine release party Weren't horrible so That made me happy lmao. Yeah, here & there... Had to reschedule my therapy session coming up because of a f*cking math test which I really need to get therapy going. Like it was the day before we get one of the ex's, if not one of, then his Favorite singer at the venue & I have had very extreme feelings about that on both spectrums of I am going to be gutted & I am going to be happy if he goes & if I see him. Do I even or really want that chance? Will I be relieved or disappointed if I don't see him? Well, either way I get to hear songs I actually like & have good memories to... Alright, I'm gonna stop here, it was gonna get longer & unnecessary.

Round 2! 10 hour day! ☀️☠️🎼

#& back to our regularly scheduled rambles on

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ckneal · 3 years ago

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There are elements that I enjoy about the theory that the Eve character from Supernatural is actually the biblical Eve, as in Adam and Eve--who we do know existed in this universe, since Adam name drops her in season 15--but I’ll admit that that doesn’t really make sense given other details that we learn in the very same season in which Eve, Mother of Monsters, is introduced.

For one, Castiel tells us that he watched evolution take place, following a divine plan set in place by God. (”Don’t step on that fish, Castiel, big plans for the fish.”) Because of this, we know that angels were most definitely around well before humanity. This is also backed up by Castiel’s season 7 admission that the angels did not know whether homo sapiens sapiens would wind up being the chosen species, but they were the ones who eventually “ate the apple.”

Eve, however, tells us that she is older than angels and knows how they work--which is the explanation she gives for why she is able to unplug an angel’s powers (Castiel, specifically) in a way that we only really see in one other instance across the entire show, although it’s not a perfect match. The instance I’m referring to being when Castiel’s powers were gradually reduced over the course of season 5, which--if we are to take the glimpse Dean’s given of the future in that season seriously--would have eventually seen Cas reduced to being human without anyone cutting out his grace.

Which is interesting, and let’s put a pin in that. Because the main takeaway right now, is that the Eve who comes out of Purgatory to defend her children cannot be the same Eve who mothered Cain and Abel. She’s something else.

And what I think she is, is essentially an abandoned Amara-stand-in. A rebound of sorts that Chuck made after he sealed Amara away and was left alone with his children. Who, we all know, he could not actually abide spending time with. Sometime after the archangels but before the Leviathans, I think that Chuck made Eve to fill the role that Amara played, as someone to talk to and bounce ideas off of--but like a child, he tried to invent upon who Amara was. He tried to make himself a new “perfect” sister, who would be interested in what he was doing in a way that Amara never was, but also someone who would be smaller than him--an assistant, not an equal. And she didn’t truly have the power of destruction as Amara had, because that wasn’t something Chuck truly could recreate and bestow on one of his toys, but he tried, and that eventually came out in the beings that Eve made.

Creatures that considered her mother, even though she did not specifically birth all of them individually, in the same way that Chuck considered himself father to all of his creations, even though he only acted as a father (sort of) to four out of countless trillions (see Chuck greeting Sam, Dean, Lucifer, Rowena, and Crowley with “Hello, my children” in season 11).

I think that Chuck did enjoy having her around for awhile, until the new ran off. Maybe he even named the human Eve after his little helper. But eventually he cast Eve off and sealed her away in Purgatory with the first beasts (which is what Death called Leviathans, and is very confusing since it sounds so similar to what we call Eve’s first children), because he got sick of her. Because an imitation is always going to be disappointing in the end, and eventually she was just a reminder of what Chuck had done. Before that though, Eve witnessed the creation of the lesser angels.

And, if you’ll tolerate me going a little deeper into my hairbrained theory, I think that Eve butted heads with Michael. I think that Michael was perturbed by this dwarfed version of his aunt who was created for seemingly no other purpose than to stand at his father’s side. I daresay that he might have even been a little jealous too. So much so, that even though he was also standing by when Chuck was birthing the other angels, Michael was a little distracted. And as such, he sort of remembered how to disconnect an angel’s powers without cutting out their grace in season 5--but it was foggy. He figured it out and managed to bleed Castiel’s powers away eventually, whereas Eve knew how to do it instantly in season 6, without even having to flex. Because back in the day, she had not been threatened by this snotty, territorial little kids scowling at her over daddy’s shoulder.

Michael was, however, fully paying attention the day that Chuck taught him how to open a portal to Purgatory and shove his evil aunty Eve in with all her nasty monster souls. Which Michael did with pleasure.

Raphael, of course, wanted nothing to do with any of this drama, which is why Raphael never learned how to open Purgatory portals, nor were they hovering the background while God created the angels with Eve cheering from the sidelines, and as such they didn’t have the faintest idea of how to remotely de-power Castiel during their dispute in season 6, nor did anyone else, which is why we never see any similar instances of angels losing their powers but not their grace ever again over the series.

#i started serious with this one #then i just kind of hit the point of ‘screw it’ abd started piling things on #michael loved aunt amara #he f**cking hated eve #you ever see The Parent Trap?#michael would have wanted to recreate that one part of the movie where the kids are driving off their new step mom with pranks #but he was too well behaved so he just glared from the corner of the room #just picture the equivalent of an eight year old michael glowering #that’s what that period was like #raphael was so tired all the time #my thoughts

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thepurplesquip · 4 years ago

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So, I just finished the first 4 episodes of Invincible

And first off it's an amazing show. Great plot, awesome music, and beautiful animation

But I really f*cking hate Rex.

Like why does he have to act like a d*ck every time he's on screen?

And don't even get me started on what he did to Eve.

Like if one of the main characters on Invincible has to die, I pray to god that it's Rex because I just can't stand him.

#invincible #atom eve #rex splode

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anthonyed · 5 years ago

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SteveTony Fic Recs

Feel Good

You Look A Lot Like My Next Boyfriend (91k + of satisfaction)

A Steve/Tony College AU. Tony attempts to “reform” his public image by doing charity work. Steve volunteers at said charity. They meet and kind of hate each other. Then, somehow, they end up friends. And one day Tony realizes he might be a little bit in love with Steve, which wouldn’t be that bad if Steve weren’t pretty much straight.

we must love one another and die (14k + of books, poetry, warmth and love)

There’s not much to do in sickbeds but read. Steve figures this out pretty early on. (Or, Tony and Steve bond over Lord of the Rings, among other things.)

Plot Heavy

Genesis (616/ultimates - 35k + of the best gender swap fic i’ve ever read)

Reluctant to make the truth about their secret weapon known, the American Government tells the world that Captain America is a man named Steve Rogers. According to public record, he died, tragically, in 1945, and he became legend. In 1998, the Avengers find a body trapped in ice.

She’s alive. Her name is Eve. She has Captain America’s shield.

Bond Has It Covered (66k of perfection. from their interactions to everything - a must read!)

Tony thought they had trouble getting along when they were dealing with a major global crisis. Apparently that had nothing on how they fell apart when they weren’t distracted by smashing aliens.

Resurrection-verse (616 - read it. you just have to. there are so many issues being tackled in this, it’s brilliant)

Doom brings Steve back from the dead. Hijinks ensue, some of which might vaguely be considered plot.

Semaphore (40k + what are you doing if you still haven’t read this?)

“I’m trying to like you, Tony. You’re just making it very hard." - Steve Rogers

Relativistic Heat Conduction (616 - dystopian style, the kind which promises beauty in the wash of destruction)

Ultron has attacked, obliterating most of the world's superheroes and resistance in a matter of hours. The remaining heroes band together and share what strength they have to get through it, to survive, and defeat Ultron once and for all. Steve Rogers grieves in the wake of the disaster and the heroes' defeat, and no one knows if he will be able to provide the leadership they need--but Tony Stark isn't about to let him slip away that easily.

Angst

Lay in The Wake of Destruction (9k + of man i love, love, love this so much i can cry. it’s jumpy in terms of time but i just - i love this so damn much)

In which Steve temporarily loses the plot and goes AWOL, Tony deals with everyone’s shit and neglects to mention to SHIELD that Steve is actually possibly in his bed, AIM soldiers get discombobulated in various nasty ways, Bucky is a good captain and Clint is adamant that he’ll only shoot Steve in the face if Tony tells him to.

Sucker Punch (616 - 20k + of pain. the absolute perfect kind. it’s so unapologetically hurtful i am gone for it. just like the title, it’s a sucker punch alright. it’s my forever reread)

Steve never quite warms to Tony Stark, Avengers benefactor. The Molecule Man never strips Iron Man out of his armor. Life goes on for the Avengers, but as disagreements split the team -- and Shellhead and Winghead-- again and again, Steve wonders why Iron Man always picks Tony over him. And when Steve finds out, it happens in the worst way possible.

Just Because I like Them

i have found the one (whom my soul loves) (13k + of my favourite post MCU-cacw ever. the kind you just crave for on some days.)

It’s been months since the Avengers were pardoned. One by one, they’d all gone home, until Steve finds himself alone in the grand old building T'Challa had given them. But everything changes when Steve answers the doorbell, and Tony Stark strides in with more grey on his temple and make-up on his face than Steve remembers.

Hating Steve Rogers (16k + guide to fall in love with MCU Steve Rogers. what can i say, sometimes i really need this)

The thing about hating Steve Rogers is that it shouldn’t be easy - but it really, really is.

Some Kind of Personal War (part 2/3 of One More troubled Soul - verse which I highly recommend because I A D O R E)

And Tony realizes that working out who the Winter Soldier used to be and who he is now are two entirely different things. (in which Steve is the Winter Soldier)

Someone To Love (47k + of enemies to lover to amnesic-what-do-you-mean-we’re-lover?)

What does it matter that it’d been because of Loki and his damn magic? He’d fallen in love with Steve once. He can do it again.

America Isn't Chicken (616 - 130k + of utter brilliance which i can't believe i f*cking forgot jfc!! Gold. This is GOLD. I love everything about this)

Steve and Tony playing the biggest (bestest) game of gay chicken

#stevetony #stevetony fic rec #stony #superhusbands #steve x tony #steve rogers x tony stark #inkiniris recs #after this is buckytony recs #long post

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smokeybrand · 4 years ago

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Smokey brand Postmortem: You Suck

I don’t really talk about my love for Mortal Kombat near as much as i do for Marvel, Fate, Star Wars, or Batman, but i adore that bloody franchise. Seriously, the vast majority of this blog is just Marvel and Star Wars content but, i mean, I'm an Eighties baby. That was a massive chunk of our childhoods. See? Even in an essay bout Mortal Kombat, Marvel and Star Wars found it’s way into the conversation. I have a problem but that’s not the problem i want to address in this essay. The problem i have with this one, is the f*cking Mortal Kombat release that just dropped. F*ck did they get so much wrong! I haven’t felt this frustrated with a movie since The Old Guard. I wanted this to be a Comparison but, as i tried to coalesce my thoughts about both films, it became mad apparent to me that the Nineties version of this movie would runaway with it. How is it possible that a film which came out twenty-six years ago, sh*ts all over one with modern shooting techniques and effects? How can a PG-13 movie, saturated with tongue-in-cheek camp and constant nods to the camera, do the Enter the Dragon knock-off franchise more justice that the blockbuster, R-rated, third attempt? Yeah, so this is a postmortem now.

Issue: Cole Young

Why? F*cking why? Listen, I'm all for reimaginings. I love when people can take an established work, recontextualize it, and present something new but familiar. That’s why i keep seeing Batman movies. You can only tell that dude’s story so many times but it’s how you present that story which grabs me. I like the idea of Cole. A fresh face for the audience to view these fantastical circumstances through? Good idea. I hate the execution of Cole. Punk ass weenie who literally develops powers by getting his ass kicked, portrayed by an actor who can’t act, but brought in because of his stunt background, only to nerf the physicality of the role, relegating dude’s greatest strength to his greatest weakness? F*cking, why?

Fix 1: Drop Cole Young, Start Liu Kang

Look, Liu Kang IS Mortal Kombat. He’s their Ryu. He’s their Link. He’s their guy. Drop the family. Drop the Scorpion stuff. Drop the professional fight thrower shtick Build him up as a dude who learned all of this in the Buddhist orphanage he grew up in, denying all of it as just legend and storytelling, until he’s attacked by Sub-Zero. Force him to fight Subby-boy, only to get his ass beat without his Arcana, but have Jax save him just in time. Basically follow Cole’s plot going forward with an emphasis on Liu’s training.

Issue: Shang Tsung

Listen, Ng Chin Han is a get. Dude is a decent actor and i enjoyed he take on the shapeshifter but come on? If you’re not trying to do a Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa, you’re doing it wrong. Shang Tsung should be snarky, quippy, and overconfident. This dude has won nine straight Mortal Kombat tournaments. It’s fine for him to be conniving and deceitful, Deadly Alliance, but this version of Shang is just too flaccid for the title. Hell, when Tagawa came back for the game, he STILL exuded that same smarmy energy and it was perfect.

Fix 2: Give Shang Tsung more agency

I, personally, love smarmy Shang Tsung but if you want to go different, go brutal. Make Shang the spear head of the offense. Give him a seen where he is just mowing down jobber monks in Raiden’s temple before getting real intimate with Hung Lao. Have Tsung absolutely brutalized Lao as Liu watches, breaking his neck before sucking the sole out of his limp body. You got an R, Lean into that sh*t. You gotta give Liu that Chan moment. Lao’s death not only establishes Shang as a straight up force, but activates Liu’s Arcana, fulfilling the prophecy.

Issue: The f*cking prophecy

Bro, you gotta get rid of all the Scorpion prophecy sh*t. That doesn’t fit. It doesn’t make any sense. The prophecy is supposed to be a foreshadowing of Outworld’s downfall. Tying everything to Scorpion and Sub-Zero just because Ed Boon loves the character is kind of ridiculous. And that’s coming from me, a guy who uses Scorpion as his main since MKI. I love Scorpion, Dude is my favorite character in the entire franchise but giving him such a prominent role in this first film was a mistake.

Fix 3: Make it the Shaolin Prophecy

Have Shang Tsung send Sub-Zero into the Shaolin Temple with a team of Jobbers, probably Tarkatan or other Lin Kuei, and murder everyone. It is whispered that a great champion, kin to Master Kung Lao, would defeat the armies of Outworld, sealing Earthrealm off from the Emperor's grasp. baby Liu and Kung are saved, sent off to an orphanage in the US where they grow up in an orphanage run by a weird old man who tells stories. Eventually, the two separate, Kung returns to their homeland, Liu stays in the states, and they live their lives. Fast forward a bit and Shang gets wind that there are two survivors and he dispatches Sub-Zero to go after Liu. Fast forward to the temple, Liu reconnects with his cousin, Kung, who explains his powers activated during a battle against, let’s say... Baraka? Raiden feels it, recruits Kung Lao, who has been training in the temple ever since. He spars with Liu, teaching him the secrets her learned from Master Bo Rai Cho, until Raiden’s Temple is singed. Everything lays out like it did in the film except Liu watched Lao die at the hand of Shang, his Dragon Arcana activates, and the Sorcerer knows he dun goof’d.

Issue: Fights

The fighting sucked in this, man. It was shot like none of the principal actors were physical enough to pull off the fight scenes, which is ridiculous, because that opening scene was exceptional and those dues are old as f*ck. The dude who plays Scorpion, Hiroyuki Sanada, is f*cking sixty, man. You’re telling me these youngsters with actual stunt backgrounds, can’t give me a scrap as entertaining as a sixty year old man? Word?

Fix 4: Oh, there’s a lot here, bud

First, shoot the scraps better. Holy sh*t, that Taken editing was stupid. We live in an age of John Wick, The Raid, and Jason Bourne films, but you chose to shoot these scenes like this? Really? Bro, no. Hell, the fights in Enter the Dragon are some of the best I've eve seen and that motherf*cker dropped forty-eight years ago. Just do whatever he f*ck they did, just do it with a modern twist. Two, cast motherf*ckers that can believable execute the choreography. The chick that played Sonya in the first one, had to learn her fighting n set during the downtime of production because she as late to the shoot. THAT chick was a more believable fighter than the dude who played Cole and that was his f*cking job before he was an actor! F*cking, how?? Three, hire better stunt coordinators. These fights needed to be plotted out much better. Sure, fatalities are cool and special moves are awesome but they aren’t necessary. Liu Kang through one fireball in the first MK film and it was ll the better for it. I don’t need giant flame dragons and head claps and sh*t, i just need brutal, intense, violence inflicted upon a person. These people are in the fight for their lives. I need to feel that. Four, hire more jobbers. Too many actual named characters died in this movie. Too many actual named characters appeared in this movie. Why the f*ck was Nitara in this?

Look, there’s still SO much i would change about this flick. The costumes, the tone, the choice in music, the writing; All need to be adjusted. I would hold Scorpion back until sequel. Have him breaking out of the Netherrealm as a post credit stinger or something. This movie is broken and i think that’s because WB just made this thing to secure rights or a a backdoor pilot for HBO max content. Either way, this movie is bad, man and it didn’t have to be. You can make dope ass, martial arts films, on the cheap, especially when you “ground them in reality.” Why the f*ck didn’t that happen here? How the f*ck is the budget so high, and the film so cheap looking? I miss the ingenuity of the Eighties. Cats had to figure out how to make sh*t work because CG was too expensive. Now, that sh*t is everywhere and it’s a detriment to film. That sh*t takes casualties out of practical films and Mortal Kombat is definitely one of those.

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fmdsungheearchive · 4 years ago

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i put together a basic idea of everything my characters will be doing so plotting is easier!!! sunghee and inyeong both need a roommate so lmk if you’d be interested :D

SUNGHEE:

open for a roommate!

loves the beach, hates being on high sea, probably is going to spend a bit of time feeling quite sick before they get used to it

so they won't be going out much when they are at sea and will try their best to avoid any activity that requires too much walking around

will definitely explore all the locations esp bc they've been to taipei, hong kong and busan so they are not too uncomfortable in any of those places

december 26: blue team! let them relax a little bit!

december 28: red team! staying around and helping cook! it's something they enjoy!

december 30: yellow team! they will not even try! they will get caught! they will not care!! they will not give people more footage of them!!

for the new year's eve somebody give them a kiss please, they will probably have a glass of champagne (oooh feisty) and will be more willing to be kissed by a somewhat stranger

JOOHWAN:

not open for a roommate!

hwan is kidnapping andy and keeping him in their bedroom for a long time so they can f*ck the weeks they spent away from each other away

when he's Not f*cking bc sadly he can't do that as much as he'd like to, he plans on taking advantage of every facility of the ship. he's not contractually allowed to drink alcohol but won't stop him from having a good time!

will be in a great mood so like. if anyone wants to attempt a friendship it's the best time

december 26: red team! he's going to decorate the shit out of the ship

december 28: yellow team! he loves a good zoo, he's very resourceful as well so if he ends up failing he knows enough mandarin (from dating andy) to get himself and anyone with him a cab back to the docks

december 30: blue team! he's getting a free massage because all that s*x is going to fuck up his back!

INYEONG:

does not have a roommate!! roommates are welcome!!

she's neutral about this entire thing to be honest she'd rather have stayed at home and she's bitter she can't watch netflix as much as she'd like bc she'd have to pay

but it won't be impossible to convince her to do something with your muse if you so wish her to do it

december 26: blue team as well because she will force someone to switch teams with her when she gets yellow

december 28: blue team again!! girl deserves to do some shopping!

december 30: red team so she can be very miserable having to clean stuff after she got her nails done

also someone please give this girl a kiss she's going to be traumatized if ppl keep refusing her bc she's baby

#fmdcall #me: gives a normal idea of what inyeong and sunghee will be doing #also me: hwan is getting Laid y'all

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rllysick · 5 years ago

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Master list:

This is my master list of fanfics that I enjoy reading! I will continue to add to it as I read more or maybe write my own! Most of these fanfictions are of ao3 or tumblr

Rick Sanchez x Reader:

Ricky Doll by rickssugarplum: You’ve missed Rick for so long and you have a Rick Plushie to fill the void. Rick finds out.

Rest Easy by sammys_lover: You're frightened by a storm that's way too huge for your liking.

Innuendos by Hoodoo: You just needed to get some grocery shopping done. Rick turned it into a thing.

Long:

F*CKING YOUNG / PERFECT by baconprincess: The Smith-Sanchez family meets the new neighbors. (11 Chapters, but unfinished)

Curiosity by PsychoLolita: You get swept into Rick and Morty's lives thanks to a favor from Beth. It isn't until you see Rick using his trusty portal gun that you decide to find out for yourself just what kind of scientist Rick Sanchez is. Along the way, you find yourself falling for Rick's unorthodox ways and personality. Even though he seems disinterested in you, it all feels like a strange deja vu. On the other hand, Rick knows something that you don't, and wants to keep it from you (and Morty) at all costs. Will things go completely awry, or will you settle with what the future holds? (15 Chapters, but unfinished)

Rick Sanchez x Reader (Smut):

...the line broke, the monkey got choked... by Hoodoo: You catch sight of an old guy with a Mohawk. He catches sight of you too, and makes a daring suggestion.

Heat Wave by Hoodoo: It's too damn hot. You decide to surprise Rick in his garage with some sexy times. Maybe that'll cool things off?

Honey, I'm Home by daddyzanchez: You knew the sound of a portal opening in your sleep, could recognise it in a crowd and it made you giddy. Rick being home after a long adventure with Morty meant that he was short on a dose of you, making him a little rougher than usual, and you loved it.

Interrupted Plans by daddyzanchez: Rick portals home briefly (despite having plans) to take care of you.

Slow Sex or Mushy Pancakes by daddyzanchez: Rick gets pissy about having to choose between sex or mushy pancakes, so he chooses the next best: A quickie and non-mushy pancakes.

Did You Read It In Cosmopolitan? by daddyzanchez: Rick is away on adventures a lot, making your sex-life consist of a little too many quickies. You want slow for once - you'll never believe what happens next!

More Than Just A Dance by daddyzanchez: Your apartment is in for a Spring cleaning, so when you are mopping the floor whilst shaking your ass to a groovy beat, Rick sees you and orders a dance for himself.

Steampunked by Hoodoo: Rick and reader get dolled up, but sneak away from festivities for some naughty fun.

Good Vibes by rick-frickers: Written from a request: Can you do a Rick/Reader fic incorporating a vibrator?

There’s a first time for everything by ricks-frickers: Written from a request: Please write one of your sexyass female self-inserts of Rick taking a young woman’s virginity

Provocateur by PsychoLolita: Rick wants to spoil you on an expensive lingerie shopping trip when decides he can't take the heat anymore, and pulls you into a dressing room stall for a little fun.

Hard Candy by PsychoLolita: You and Rick Sanchez have been flirting for months. When you pay him a visit this time, he's working on a "special candy for Summer" that he insists you don't touch. But how can you resist trying one when he isn't looking? You can't- and he's the only one who can quench your thirst after you realize the candy was actually an aphrodisiac.

Tequila Sunrise by PsychoLolita: You're secretly into some kinky stuff, but you're too shy about it to bring it out on your own. Rick C137 knows exactly what to do.

A Woman’s Place by rehpicllib: Rick’s kind of sexist. But still manages to fuck you up.

You Asked For It by Hoodoo: You make a request of Rick: can you have a night of hardcore fluffy sex? Can he do that? And then contrariwise, what about the opposite of hardcore fluff sex? Chapter 2. Requests from an ask, first chapter fluffy sex, second chapter hardcore sex (with detoxified Rick and Toxic Rick) (2 Chapters)

Up In The Air daddyzanchez: Your job as a flight attendant suddenly gets a little more exciting (and shameful) as a tall, strange man with spiky blue hair gets onboard... (4 Chapters, but unfinished)

Extra Credit by GoldenSnowflake: As the clanking of plates and silverware gathering food filled the air, a tall, slim figure swept into the room and took the chair opposite of mine. He stared and I blinked at him, my fork in my mouth. "Who's this?""We're partners for a project," Summer muttered as if he should've known better, despite the fact it didn't seem like she warned anybody that I was coming over at all.

Sext by Hoodoo: Rick got a piercing. It's wrecked a month's worth of havoc on his sex life, until tonight.

Hair-pulling+ by Hoodoo: A short, filthy fic about being fucked from behind by Rick, with him holding onto my ponytail. Just some nice hair pulling and dirty talk.

Mint Chocolate Chip by Hoodoo: It's summer and it's too hot. Ice cream should make it better.

Erotic Advent by Hoodoo: 24 days of new sex toys for Rick/reader!

Zero G by Hoodoo: You always wanted to have sex in anti-gravity. Rick makes that happen.

Focused on masterbaiting:

Tracker by NikkiDoodle: Rick catches you during your alone time. But how does he know what you're up to?

Desperate But So Far Away by daddyzanchez: Rick is not able to be reached right now which is a bummer. You have had your hand in your pants for an hour or more but your orgasm was just not happening.

Better Than Fantasy by NamelyCranberries: Rick catches you masturbating. Lend a Hand by deliciousdeaddove: You walk in on something interesting...

House sitter by deliciousdeaddove: You're watching the Smith's house while they're out of town. Your mind drifts to one of the usual occupants and you become carried away. Then you're caught.

Caught Rick-Handed by CrazyRaynebow: Rick walks in on Reader masturbating and well... what else is there to say?

Focused on eating out:

Originality - A New Year's Eve Story by daddyzanchez: How does one enter the new year with Rick Sanchez? A Slip Of The Tongue by daddyzanchez: It took a moment before you realised what you had just said but when you did, your heart dropped and it felt like a train was hitting you at maximum speed. Distractions by rick-frickers: Written from a request: reader/Rick with reader as Morty’s tutor or something and the tutor and Rick have been flirting (which Morty notices) and Rick goes under the table and goes down on tutor and she’s gotta play it cool so Morty doesn’t notice and Rick’s really into it but also wants the girl to make a lot of noise so she’ll feel embarrassed. And later the reader gets her revenge and does the same to Rick when he’s in the garage or something!

Period:

Monthly by NikkiDoodle: You're on your period and hate it. But that didn't stop Rick. (3 Chapters)

Bloodhound by Jinkies_Lydia: This story is about period sex. If that is not your thing turn around now. Takes place after season 2 episode 7, “Big Trouble in Little Sanchez”. The Reader comes onto Rick at her bloodiest time of the month after a wild ride previously with Rick after killing his other clone bodies, drenched in his own blood.

Monthly by GoldenSnowflake: “She’ll be watching the house while we’re gone,” Beth explained pleasantly.Long limbs draped across the back of the sofa and the coffee table, Rick looked at me with the barest hint of interest. “She’s cute,” he assessed, turning back to the television. “Just make sure she stays the hell away from the garage.” A little odd or not, the Smiths paying to housesit while they're gone is nothing less than perfect timing. Except for the fact that Mother Nature doesn't care whose life she's ruining. Oh, and neither does Rick.

#masterlist #fanfics #fanfic masterlist #rick and morty #rick #rick sanchez

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petty-revenge-stories · 6 years ago

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This is what you get when you steal my cookies.

I've been studying for about 3 months now, and ever since I moved out, I've been living in a student residence hall, and tbh, it would have been a pretty good experience all in all, if it wasn't for this one guy...

For starters, he is a f*cking pig, I doubt he even wipes his ass after he takes a shit. I've encountered the toilet ring completely soaked in pee multiple times, and the sink filled with a very disgusting combination of beard hairs and fingernails, wouldn't be surprised if I find a f*cking turd in the sink one day.

But well, back to the matter. Besides from this, I recently noticed someone had been stealing my cookies, an act of evilness I would never be able to forgive, and without further research I quickly realized who the f*cker that was responsible for the stealth was, and it didn't take me too long to figure out the best way to f*ck this dirty ass prick up.

I gathered all my hate towards the guy into one single plan, a plan so simple yet so immensely effective. And so I prepared the sweetest revenge of my life, feeling like a kid on Christmas eve.

I made my way to the same store where I bought the cookies a few days before, and bought the exact same kind once again. Then, as soon as I made it home, I discreetly smuggled the cookies into the bathroom, looking as innocent as I possibly could, trying to hide the evil grin that was covering up my face thinking of the malicious plan. So as I got into the bathroom, I did what I had to do. I opened the package, and rubbed the cookies on my hairy ball sack, on a the time, as a first step of a horrendous tour the cookie will never forget...

Then everything was set for the final part of the plan, putting the cookies at the exact same spot that the old ones were, and so I did. And as you might have already guessed, this stupid f*cker (as I like to call him), ate four, four!!!!, of the ball sack + multiple other body parts-rubbed cookies, and I have to admit, I feel like the happiest man in this world right now.

Cheers mate, you have just ingested a lifetime dose of pubes, you absolute f*cker.

(source) (story by Pablitomaestro)

#pettyrevenge #by Pablitomaestro #petty revenge #revenge stories #petty revenge stories #petty #revenge #revenge story #last10

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ftzone · 6 years ago

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i was rewatching one of libra’s dance practices (because my friends and i want to do a cover ㅋㅋ don’t laugh) and waah, the part :30s into “You & I” where eve slides back in the splits? killing.... we tried it today at practice and my good friend said it really hurts to do, so she must be really flexible or ㅋㅋ maybe our sweet main vocal is just really gentle when she pulls ㅋㅋ Anyway, it made me think about how good she’s been doing these days on her own.

Our cutie Eunju~~~ I saw her on Knowing Brother the other night and she really made Heechul oppa laugh, right? ㅋㅋ maybe he has a crush? I wouldn’t blame him, I do too ㅋ she gets more beautiful everyday <3

[결정 입니다]: eunju this, eunju that, aren’t you solo fans done yet? aish, go spam the drama forums instead, isn’t that what she’s doing these days? [libra_Eveju]: @[결정 입니다] Are you crazy?? That’s “Eve” to you, hater. In fact, “Miss Eve” for your insolence. huff huff Stream “What” [ 지민. ]: Oh yeah!! I watched with my older brother and he said she was totally pretty. He doesn’t keep up with idol groups but I think he’s gonna be a Libra fan now!! I just hope he loves them all <3 [pretty_egglin]: honestly, Who cares what Heechul thinks anymore? he’s kind of old these days, isn’t he? just another ahjussi who makes jokes to make pretty girls laugh - I hate that he got to be near her at all ㅜㅜ and sangmin really was pitiful!!! ㅜㅜ She’s funny on her own [헬테ㄹ_skelter]: 히히 I’m curious, was it her or Diana that slept with the CEO? 히히 히히 it has to at least be one of them, right?? [ 엉엉 ]: @[헬테ㄹ_skelter] ㅋ maybe both, idol girls are easy these days [libra_gemini44]: @[헬테ㄹ_skelter] @[ 엉엉 ] I’m reporting both of you for defamation. f*cking perverts, get a life. [lil_0lol]: Ahhh, indeed our visual~~~ ^^ I remember when she did her first drama and i couldn’t believe it, now look at her ㅜㅜ

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#ft. sklt #ft. oh eunju

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flas · 7 years ago

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Flour or Wheat - Wentworth Miller

I've been coming here a long time, to this strip mall hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant off the freeway, with the chicken quesadillas I decided somewhere in my mid-20s (without much research, admittedly) were the best in Los Angeles.

In 199-something it was a small chain with franchise dreams and few locations, one of which was near-ish my apartment. When it closed I started commuting to a location that was not near-ish. It was far-ish. And when I brought someone along they would inevitably pronounce, between bites, that it wasn't worth the gas.

I paid them no mind.

I have a history of mental health issues and routine is important to me. Also consistency. Which might be why, once I started coming, I didn't stop. Why in the hundreds of times I've approached the counter I've always ordered the same thing.

Always.

One chicken quesadilla on a flour tortilla with guacamole. Rice and beans on the side. Plus chips.

Seriously. I've never tried anything else on the menu. For all I know the shrimp tacos make men weep. I don't care. They're not on my radar.

Yet somehow, despite getting the same meal about twice a month maybe ten months a year for almost fifteen years, the guy behind the counter never remembers my order.

Ever.

Or, by extension, it would seem to follow, me.

This isn't "Cheers." Nobody knows my name. And if anyone's glad I came, they're keeping it to themselves.

Eventually I learned not to expect the guy behind the counter to know my order. What I could expect was a set mouth and a flat stare. Free of charge.

And that's been a relief.

At times.

At times I have deeply appreciated being made to feel anonymous. No one approaches me here. No one asks for a photo. No one seizes an opportunity to go full koala around my waist while a friend repeatedly fails to take a picture on their smartphone.

Other times, vacuum-sealed in my LA existence, moving from apartment to car to freeway and back, the luxury of not having to touch or be touched by another human being mine to indulge, I have very much wanted the guy behind the counter to know my order without me telling him first.

But no. Every time I walk in we have essentially the same exchange we've been having lo these many years:

Him: Upward nod and/or raised eyebrows with a split second of eye contact to signal I have his attention.

Me: "Chicken quesadilla, please."

Him: "Flour or wheat?" They've got two kinds of tortillas to choose from.

Me: "Flour." Let's not go crazy.

Him: "Rice and beans?"

Me: "Rice and beans."

He spreads a flour tortilla on the stovetop, sprinkles it with cheese while I pay at the register then get my salsa from the salsa bar. Unless I get my salsa from the salsa bar first then pay after. That part changes depending how fast the lady at the register rings me up. (I think of this as my chance to practice being flexible.)

When my tortilla is done browning and the cheese melting, the guy takes it off the stovetop and says, "Chicken or steak?" Even if I am the only customer in there, mine the only order being juggled, I will be asked to repeat my choice of protein.

Me: "Chicken."

Him: "Rice and beans?"

To be fair, I don't know his name or order either (assuming he eats there too). To be fair, I'm sure it's no picnic chopping onions and grilling carnitas for a living. I spent a summer scraping uneaten refried beans off plates at a Mexican restaurant in Phoenix. An outdoor restaurant. In Phoenix. In summer. So while I don't/won't insult the guy behind the counter by pretending to understand the depth/breadth of his experience, I feel like I can imagine it. At least a little bit.

Or maybe not. Maybe I'm just a spoiled jerk with a sense of entitlement. Maybe the guy's having an off decade. Maybe his dog ran away and never came back. Maybe he needs some sweet understanding. Maybe I should cool it with the judgments and projections. Maybe it shouldn't matter to me that he can't (won't?) remember my order.

But it does.

Whatever. I don't come for the service. I come for the quesadilla. Which, most likely, is average. But which, drawn to ritual as I am, I've eaten enough times to become sentimental about. Ditto the 90-minute drive there and back, the smell of the hand soap in the bathroom, the validation stamp with the red ink they stamp on my parking stub that gets on my fingers if I touch it before it dries. This is my spot. My joint. My Cheers. Even if nobody knows or cares what my name/order is. This (most likely average) quesadilla is threaded through my LA history, this city I've liked and hated (almost) equally, a place I came to because it's "where the work is" and, now that the work is taking me away, I'm thrilled to leave. A town that has never felt like home, even if it was where I chose to lay my head.

As the poet said, #notmyvibenotmytribe.

Which is why, on the eve of my permanent departure, about to begin a new job in a new city in a new country, as I ready myself for a set of experiences that promise change and growth and shift and all the things that used to frighten me but which today I recognize and embrace as gift and gold, it's only fitting that I make the drive to my little Mexican restaurant one last time, for one last chicken quesadilla on a flour tortilla. And by doing so honor all the other times I came here to enjoy "my last quesadilla." Not because I was leaving town but because I was going to go home and kill myself.

Of my close friends, I've known Depression the longest.

By 10 we were well-acquainted. He was there for my first attempt, at 15, for my second, freshman year at Princeton, and for the multiple dress rehearsals and close calls that followed. He was there as recently as four years ago, seated in the front row for what was in some ways my most serious breakdown since college. When all I wanted was to die. When Depression had me convinced - deep down, on a cellular level - that I Would Always Feel This Way and that There Were No Other Versions Of Me/Life On Offer.

That was before I realized Depression is a Liar.

That was before the daily meditation, the prayer, the affirmations. Before the therapy, the men's work, the move from isolation into community. Before the self-expression via writing (privately, professionally) and coming out (publicly). Before the gentle (and sometimes not-so-gentle) letting go of the people, habits, and belief systems that knocked me out of my body, lowered my frequency, and robbed me of a good night's rest. Before the gradual conclusion that I did not come into this world preprogrammed to self-destruct. (That upgrade/virus came later, courtesy of outside influences.) Before the understanding (remembering?) that my birthright is joy. But joy won't just come when I call it. I have to invite it. Gently. With intention. Building a connection, a trust, over time.

But I digress. Where was I? Oh yes. Chicken quesadillas.

Over the years, on a handful of dark days, I would determine that my final meal would be my favorite and when it was finished, I would exit this earth. Because I couldn't imagine feeling better. Because I couldn't imagine a different, vastly improved state of existence.

Which, obviously, represents a colossal failure of my imagination.

That was another tool in Depression's toolbelt: the limits of what I could and could not imagine.

The man I was then couldn't have pictured the man I am now, moving (more) consciously and (more) thoughtfully through the world, (more) alert to the people, habits, and belief systems that invite peace and purpose into my life on a daily basis. A man departing (escaping) Los Angeles with a plateful of things to look forward to.

The man I was then wouldn't have believed any of this was possible. But it was. Is.

And to celebrate, I'm treating myself to one last chicken quesadilla on a flour tortilla before I go. Because it's f-cking earned. If I do say so myself.

I park my car in the underground lot, get my parking stub, enter the restaurant. I walk past the guy behind the counter and into the bathroom to wash my hands. Emerging, I get my tray, approach the counter, and see that for the first time in the near fifth of a century I've been frequenting this chain, on what is potentially and very probably my final visit to this strip mall hole-in-the-wall, this totally unexceptional restaurant I've spent years patronizing and a not inconsiderable amount of gas money getting to from various apartments, the guy behind the counter has already got a tortilla heating on the stovetop for me. Flour.

Eyes down, he sprinkles it with cheese, says to me or himself or to both of us, "Chicken quesadilla."

It is a statement. Not a question.

I say, "Yes. Please."

And "Thank you."

#Wentworth Miller #excerpt #wentworth where ever you are right now I hope you are happy honey

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cutepoison0104 · 7 years ago

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In honor of Wentworth Miller’s decision to unpublish his facebook page, and his granted permission to save anything we’d like to, I’d like to post the first ever thing I read on his facebook page; something that impacted me greatly. Word for word. Link for link.(Because why preserve something if you only take pieces?)

Flour or Wheat.

I paid them no mind.

Always.

One chicken quesadilla on a flour tortilla with guacamole. Rice and beans on the side. Plus chips.

Seriously. I've never tried anything else on the menu. For all I know the shrimp tacos make men weep. I don't care. They're not on my radar.

Yet somehow, despite getting the same meal about twice a month maybe ten months a year for almost fifteen years, the guy behind the counter never remembers my order.

Ever.

Or, by extension, it would seem to follow, me.

This isn't "Cheers." Nobody knows my name. And if anyone's glad I came, they're keeping it to themselves.

Eventually I learned not to expect the guy behind the counter to know my order. What I could expect was a set mouth and a flat stare. Free of charge.

And that's been a relief.

At times.

But no. Every time I walk in we have essentially the same exchange we've been having lo these many years:

Him: Upward nod and/or raised eyebrows with a split second of eye contact to signal I have his attention.

Me: "Chicken quesadilla, please."

Him: "Flour or wheat?" They've got two kinds of tortillas to choose from.

Me: "Flour." Let's not go crazy.

Him: "Rice and beans?"

Me: "Rice and beans."

Me: "Chicken."

Him: "Rice and beans?"

But it does.

As the poet said, #notmyvibenotmytribe.

Of my close friends, I've known Depression the longest.

That was before I realized Depression is a Liar.

But I digress. Where was I? Oh yes. Chicken quesadillas.

Which, obviously, represents a colossal failure of my imagination.

That was another tool in Depression's toolbelt: the limits of what I could and could not imagine.

The man I was then wouldn't have believed any of this was possible. But it was. Is.

And to celebrate, I'm treating myself to one last chicken quesadilla on a flour tortilla before I go. Because it's f-cking earned. If I do say so myself.

Eyes down, he sprinkles it with cheese, says to me or himself or to both of us, "Chicken quesadilla."

It is a statement. Not a question.

I say, "Yes. Please."

And "Thank you."

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#Wentworth Miller #I'd be happy to upload anything from his page if anyone asks!#I've got a lot saved!#Mailbags Interviews More like these Etc #Just shoot me a message :)#Poison Spills

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myhahnestopinion · 7 years ago

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The Night SPAGHETTI-SCULPTING, BUG-BIRTHING FEMINISTS Came Home: SILENT NIGHT, DEADLY NIGHT IV - INITIATION (1990)

We’re approximately halfway through this year’s journey through the weird world of horror, and I’d say that so far it’s going pretty well! I mean, yes, I have been introduced to some truly awful pieces of cinema, including a few that rank among the worst films I have ever seen in my life. I’ve encountered films with nonsensical endings, films with offensive endings, and films that forgot to write their ending altogether. I’ve met incestuous ghosts, comatose killers, and orphans who murder to receive toast from their monkey gods. It’s certainly been a weird journey so far, but, thankfully, unlike last year, I’m still holding on to my sanity! I think I might be able to go this whole month without completely losing my mind! I mean, I made it through the final installment of the Silent Night, Deadly Night trilogy! I can do anything!

…

…Are you kidding me…?

F–k.

That’s right. After the cinematic abomination that was its second entry, Silent Night, Deadly Night not only managed to make a third installment … they managed to make a fourth. Yes, like Santa Claus himself, it appears that this franchise can never die. And, while I thought they were really stretching to keep the series going when they used 40 minutes - FOURTY MINUTES - of clips for the second film, this film might be the worst attempt to capitalize on a brand name that I have ever seen.

Silent Night, Deadly Night IV: Initiation does not continue the tale of Billy and Ricky, Santa-suited slayers. Instead, it tells an original stand-alone tale. This movie clearly had larger ambitions that settling for being the direct-to-DVD fourth installment of an awful series, but ended up having to quickly slap on that jolly Christmas aesthetic in order to get anyone to actually watch this horrible trash. You all know I don’t say this lightly when I say that Initiation just might be the worst Silent Night, Deadly Night film yet.

The film begins harmlessly enough, which is to say that its cold open is merely confusing, and doesn’t make me want to surgically remove my brain so I can throw it against the wall repeatedly, like the rest of the film will. A homeless man digs through the trash, finding a burger. Lifting the bun to inspect it, he mutters, “No f*cking cheese.” I’m not fully convinced this man is a cheese aficionado though, because he does not get down on his hands and knees to see if someone accidentally dropped some cheese in the dirt. Nor does he then wash it off for you, wipe it off for you, clean that dirty cheese off for you, because you are his cheeseburger. No, he just eats it as is. To be fair, he is a bit distracted when he looks up just in time to see a woman’s legs spontaneously combust as she jumps off a nearby roof.

After this, we are introduced to our main characters, Kim Levitt and her boyfriend, Hank, both employees of the L.A. Eye newspaper. Kim is a woman who is prone to eating anything a stranger hands her, and to constantly believing she’s seeing the shapes of random faces in the world around her. Those two items may be related.

Kim and Hank are introduced to us naked, having sex, as a news report on a muted TV in the background covers the spontaneous combustion incident of the open scene. It’s almost as if the film is straight-up telling us that it’s plot is going to be meaningless backdrop for its gratuitous nudity, which is probably the deepest meaning I’ve ever been able to extract from one of these films.

Following their sex, Kim and Hank head to the offices of the L.A. Eye. Kim, editor of the classifieds section, desperately seeks to break through the glass ceiling and become a full-fledged reporter. Her boss Eli, however, denies her request to cover the spontaneous combustion story, solely because she is a woman.

Yes, that’s right. Silent Night, Deadly Night IV is all about feminism. It’s going to go about as well as you would expect.

Kim decides to forge ahead and investigate the story anyway, which takes her to a bookstore in the same building that the woman jumped off from. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with the woman who died?” bookstore owner Fima inquires, when Kim asks for a book on spontaneous combustion. Wow, with insightful questions like that, maybe Fima should be the journalist!

Fima doesn’t give any information to Kim, but instead invites Kim to a party she is having with her friends. She also hands Kim an additional book entitled “The Spiral: Symbol of Woman’s Power.” Later, at her apartment, Kim discovers that her fresh bowl of spaghetti is sculpted into the shape of a spiral, because spaghetti is also part of Woman’s Power, I guess? Something about bending noodles, maybe?

In this bookstore, we are also introduced to Fima’s assistant, Ricky Caldwell.

No relation.

Yes, despite the fact that the film is presented as a completely standalone tale, it still includes a character with the same name as the killer from the past two entries. This decision is seemingly designed specifically to aggravate me. If I were to rank all the Ricky’s this franchise has given me in terms of how threatening they seem though, this balding, overweight Ricky Caldwell would rank 4th, after not just “Garbage Day” Ricky, and 8-year-old Ricky, but even Brain-Dead Ricky as well.

Just in case you were wondering what any of this has to do with Christmas, the film decides to throw in a scene where Kim visits Hank’s family to celebrate Christmas Eve. Tensions erupt though when Hank reveals that Kim is actually Jewish. When Kim tries to explain to Hank’s little brother, Lonnie, that Christmas and Hanukkah are just two equally valid ways people celebrate the year-end season, Hank’s father responds with a firm and appropriate “bullsh*t!”

Yes, do you see, readers?! I bet you thought the War On Christmas wasn’t a real thing, but there’s your proof! First they came for our department store greetings! Now, not even the Silent Night, Deadly Night franchise is free from having to acknowledge that there are other belief systems out there! Where will it end, I ask you? Where will it end?!

After she is haunted by more sculpted spaghetti (this time in the shape of a hand) and swarms of giant insects, Kim begins to get wrapped up in Fima’s group of empowered woman. They tell her all about how she should get equal respect at work, more satisfaction from having sex, and that she should worship the evil insect god Lilith who will destroy the plague of man. So, you know, the three basic tenets of feminism. (DISCLAIMER: Since satire is completely dead, I feel the need to inform you that feminism is not actually about sacrificing people to a demonic insect god. However, it is indeed about sculpting your bowl of spaghetti into odd shapes. That part’s accurate.)

Kim goes to visit Fima at her apartment, and Fima continues to try to seduce her, both into her cult and into her bed. Kim mentions that her boss ended up assigning her to work with Hank on the spontaneous combustion story. “You have to be careful what you want,” Fima responds, “because you might just get it.” Um, okay, well, I WANT to not have to watch the rest of this garbage movie!

Fima drugs Kim’s coffee in plain view of her, and Kim drinks it anyway, because, well, coffee is a drug already. Once drugged, Fima, Ricky, and her friends perform a ritual with Kim, which involves painting a spiral on her stomach, having her give birth to a giant worm creature through her mouth, and then cutting her bug baby open and bathing Kim in its guts. I mean, hey, it’s strange, but don’t we all have our own weird Christmas rituals? Some of us like to go caroling, some of us build people out of snow, and some of us bathe in the guts of our bug children!

Oh wait! Kim’s Jewish, so that last one might actually be a Hanukkah thing.

After waking up from her drugged state, Kim escapes from Fima and returns to her apartment to find Hank there. She begins to behave erratically, swallowing tons of pills, and clogging her toilets. She then pushes Hank down on the bed, and starts making out with him. “I like to touch you while you’re sleeping,” she whispers to him. ...She likes to touch you while you’re awake? ...She knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness’ sake? I guess I learned that song a bit differently from Kim.

While Kim and Hank start having sex, Ricky walks into the room, sits down on the end of the bed, and begins to watch TV. What does he watch? Why, none other than Silent Night, Deadly Night Part III: Better Watch Out!

Yes, within this film, Ricky Caldwell, who may or may not be the same Ricky Caldwell from Parts 1, 2, & 3, watches the prior entry of this franchise, while being within this franchise, which itself was a sequel to a film where Ricky Caldwell, who may or may not be the same Ricky Caldwell from Parts 1, 3, & 4, watches the first film from the franchise, within the sequel to that very movie. I am entirely certain that these movies hate me, and that my own personal hell will be trying to unstring the convoluted canon of this garbage franchise.

Ricky ends up attacking the two in the apartment, chasing them with a knife, and, by the sound of it, tickling Hank to death as he stabs him. Kim calls her co-worker Janice for help, but, when she arrives, Janice is revealed to be in cahoots with Fima and Ricky. Woah, who would have guessed that the underappreciated female receptionist, played by the underappreciated Allyce Beasley from Moonlighting, would be a feminist?

With Kim now in the hands of the Lilith worshippers, this movie starts to get really weird. Like, “suddenly shifting the franchise from a third-rate Halloween rip-off into a fifth-rate combination of Hellraiser, The Fly, and the later Saw films” kind of weird. Kim awakens in a meat locker, with Hank strung up on meat hooks nearby. Fima and the other woman enter, as well as Ricky, who is wearing a mask with a phallic-shaped nose. They cover Kim with more slime, while Ricky rapes her. After they leave, Kim watches her hands start to bend like rubber, and her legs melt together into a fish-like tail.

Hey, remember when this franchise was about orphans in Santa-suits who would kill people in Christmas themed ways?

Just when I once again began to question how this film became an entry in the Silent Night, Deadly Night series, the film throws me another bone... in that there is a split second scene taking place at a Christmas party. After Kim is released from the meat locker, she finds Janice at the L.A. Eye Christmas party. Janice informs her that she has been “initiated,” and must now kidnap Hank’s younger brother to complete the ritual.

In the end, with her legs set to explode if she does not complete the ritual, Kim kidnaps Hank’s brother, Lonnie, and takes him to the bookstore rooftop, where the women and Ricky are waiting. When Kim hesitates in killing Lonnie, Fima remarks, “You made this decision when you came to me.” Fair warning readers, if you enter a used bookstore, you’re essentially signing a contract to sacrifice your boyfriend’s brother to an insect god. Or maybe it became an obligation because Kim is a woman, in which case Fima is definitely sending some mixed messages about this female empowerment thing.

The film’s finale is made up of the exact kind of bizarre, unexplained, and rushed moments that you would expect. When Kim refuses to go through with the ritual, Ricky suddenly becomes her ally, and is stabbed by Fima and eaten by bugs. Kim’s hands suddenly melt together and burst into flames, but she plunges her hands into Fima’s stomach, causing Fima to spontaneously combust. Kim and Lonnie then walk away free, with the other evil women doing nothing, because as all feminists know, when you kill the head woman, you inherit their role of leader of the gender. I think that’s in Chapter 4 of The Spiral: Symbol of Woman’s Power. As Kim and Lonnie walk away, there are some multi-colored lights in the background, just in case you were still wondering what any of this has to do with Christmas.

Silent Night, Deadly Night IV: Initiation may not be the worst film I have ever seen in my life, but it just may be the weirdest. I can’t think of another film I’ve seen where the end credits had to give a “Pasta by” credit to one of the crew members. Truly that spaghetti-sculpting was a very important element of this film though, as it introduced us to the larger world of feminism, which also includes a lot more spirals, human sacrifice, and baths in the gooey insides of one’s bug children than I was aware of. Beyond painting feminists as devil-worshipers who want to destroy all men, I’m not quite sure what the point of this film was. Obviously part of the point was to capitalize on the brand-name, as poisonous as the Silent Night, Deadly Night brand may be. It seems to me, though, that it would have been a lot simpler to just buy another Santa-suit and some corn-syrup blood, and give us all another helping of horrible Holiday horror. What do I know, though? I’m just a man, incapable of sculpting my spaghetti into even the most basic of shapes.

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Proud parents and partners go wild as US Women’s Soccer Team wins fourth World Cup

In addition to the legions of sports enthusiasts, many players of the American Women's Soccer Team are lucky to have their own personal fans both on the grandstand as at home in the pond in the form of supportive and loving partners.

And when it comes to these WAG's – and spouses and boyfriends – the list reads like who's who in the athletic world, with the WNBA soccer stars, MLB players, MLS players, golf pros , and even other football players from their own team.

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] Go girls! The American football team faced England in the Women World Cup of 2019, FEMAIL rounds the spouses, friends and boyfriends of the players

Alex Morgan & # 39; s husband Servando Carrasco

Football is perhaps just an aphrodisiac in the Morgan-Carrasco household: Alex, a 30-year-old attacker from the Orlando Pride who

Theirs is a romantic love story about all that is football, when they met when they were both playing at the university or California Berkeley

They were married on New Year's Eve in 2014, while Alex said by that time they really were with my best friend married & # 39 ;. can be difficult: since Alex & # 39; s team is in Orlando and the 30 year old Servando & # 39; s in LA, hey have a long distance marriage.

& # 39; It is far from ideal to be so far from your wife & # 39 ;, said Servando Pro Soccer USA . & # 39; We know this is temporary. We can only play professional football in five or six years. We have to take advantage of this and we know that we have finished playing. "

And because of his schedule, Servando, a midfielder, is not yet

& # 39; She has worked incredibly hard to be where she is, so I will clearly be able to get it to celebrate her Yes, she is a bad woman, & he said.

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] Megan Rapinoe & # 39; s girlfriend Sue Bird

Another athletic power couple, 33-year-old Reign FC forward is dating Sue Bird, 38-year-old security guard for Seattle from the WNBA Storm

According to the Seattle Times women get to know each other for the first time at the Rio de Janiero Olympic Games in 2016, and friends remained urned to Seattle on their repetition.

They dated by September 2016 and are still strong almost three years later.

& # 39; It's nice to go through the same thing, & # 39; said Sue. It is very similar, the things you go through: mentality of things, team chemistry, dealing with a coach.

Sue, who was summoned during the first round of the WNBA trail in 2002, is a triple WNBA champion, was named WNBA all star

And Sue is also Megan's greatest champion.

And Sue is Megan's greatest champion.

And Sue is the biggest champion of Megan. : Today she wrote an article for The Players Tribune called & # 39; So the President F * cking Hates My Girlfriend & # 39 ;, in which she wrote that she & # 39; so proud & # 39; on her girlfriend. ] & # 39; If you would please me, let's just take a second, really, and appreciate this PERFORMING my girl has been up ??? Like, take all the "extra" things away – and just concentrate on football for the second, "she wrote, and also defended Megan against the President's attacks.

Ali Krieger and Ashlyn Harris

Talking about team bonding: Long-term couple and current teammates Ali, 34 and Ashlyn, 33, announced that they

& # 39; We always sat side by side on the bus and on flights and we talked a little bit about our dreams and they hope and what we wanted to do one day when we grew up.

& # 39; The rest have been a kind of history. & # 39;

Now they both play for the Orlando Pride – where Ali & # 39; s defense and Ashlyn is a goalkeeper.

& # 39; We wanted to be professional and make sure we showed up every day and did our work and it wasn't just because we were together, it was because we love what we do, and we are very good at what we do, & said Ali. & # 39; And that was the most important thing for us. & # 39;

& # 39; What has made us so successful in the workspace for so long are our limits & # 39 ;, said Ashlyn Pro Soccer USA . & # 39; We've done it long enough to know what works and what doesn't work.

& # 39; When we are working, we are there to work. I'm her teammate. So if she wants to achieve something for me, I give her the real answer, the answer to accountability. And when we get home, that is our time to be home, and then football does not go through the front door.

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Love on the field : Teammates Ali Krieger Carli Lloyd & # 39; s husband Brian Hollins ]

Another athletic husband t, 36-year-old Sky Blue FC, forward Carli & # 39; s husband Brian, 35, is a golf pro who works at the Trenton Country Club in New Jersey and has played on the Tarheel and Hooters Tours.

The two estimate his high school, and in 2015, Brian shared a funny anecdote from their teenage years with Sports Illustrated who glanced at how far Carli's competitiveness will go.

Carli, a competitive athlete, was brought up during a family camp, where he and his family enjoyed driving golf balls over a

& # 39; She just launched it – it sinks to the bottom of the lake and we will never find it again. She was hurt. I thought that was pretty funny, & he said. & # 39; But that is typical Carli. She always thinks she can do it. She's so determined.

& # 39; She is by far the most competitive person I know & he added.

The two were only committed in 2015, after 15 years of dating, and

& We both cried while reading our vows – we had everyone at our wedding in tears, & # 39 ; Carli told The last thing I said was & # 39; I do & # 39; in 2016 during a ceremony in Puerto Morelos, Mexico. Button

He placed a ring on it: Carli Lloyd is married to golf pro Brian Hollins "Carli Lloyd is married to golf for Brian Hollins"

Carli Lloyd is married to golf (19459002)

Het Ertz's household is a football fight: American football vs.

While Julie, 27, is a midfielder for the Chicago Red Stars, Zach, 28, is a tight ending for the NFL Philadelphia Eagles. They met at school when Julie attended Santa Clara University and Zach played for the Stanford football team. First of all we are each other's biggest supporters, & Zach told 1945 Philadelphia (19459029) . & # 39; I know enough football to make ends meet, but I don't know a strategy. And I think she thinks the same about football.

Although they do not compete in the same sport, they can still be competitive with each other – particularly when it comes to playing card games such as gin.

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Football … or football? Becky Sauerbrunn & # 39; s boyfriend Zola Short Becky Sauerbrunn & # 39; s boyfriend Zola Short Becky Sauerbrunn & # 39; s boyfriend Zola Short

Details about when Becky, 34 and Zola first came together are a bit blurry, although YourTango reports that they have been dating to the University of Virginia since at least 2011 gone same time.

His work means they have had the opportunity to work together over the years, and Zola even has a huge blown up picture of Becky playing football in his office – as well as at least one T-shirt with her image on it.

& # 39; Do you find someone who will wear your face … but not in a creepy way & # 39 ;, Becky wrote jokingly on Instagram in June.

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Sportswear: defender Becky Sauerbrunn goes with Zola Short, who works for Adidas

Abby Dahlkemper & # 39; s friend Aaron Schoenfeld Like her men as an athlete.

She was previously annoyed from Minnesota Elin's outfielder Max Kepler and now has a relationship with Aaron Schoenfeld (29), who plays for Maccabi Tel Aviv in the Israeli Premier League.

Aaron played previously at East Tennessee State University (while Abby played for the UCLA Bruin s) and played from 2012 to 2015 for the MLS & Columbus Crew SC before joining the Israeli Premier League.

The two do not seem to date long, although they have posted some beloved photos on social media – and Aaron confirmed that he is an insider that he is encouraging his girl in France.

Utah Royals FC defender Kelley, 30, is quite private about her love life and was last connected to high school sweetheart Adam, 31.

His most recent appearance on her Instagram account w as in the summer of 2008, when Kelley took a current photo of shared them with their arms each other, followed by a cute throwback snap from high school with a striking pose.

According to LinkedIn, Adam is Associate Vice President, Communications, Marketing and Public Relations at Atlanta Technical College – suggesting that the two have a long-distance relationship or have a split.

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Sweetheart: Utah Royals FC defender Kelley, 30, is very private about her love life Mallory Pugh's boyfriend Dansby Swanson

Another athletic couple, 21-year-old Washington Spirit forward Mallory hit home with her boyfriend, 25- Atlanta Braves short stop Dansby.

Given Mallory school skipped to play professionally, Dansby played for Vanderbilt before being selected by the Arizona Diamondbacks as their first overall choice in the 2015 Major League Baseball draw. He was then exchanged for the Braves in the off season.

Speaking until Sporting News Dansby says that he & # 39; Mal & # 39; would never have met if he had not been traded.

& He and I are just about family, as close as you can be without being the current family. Drive or die, & he said. & # 39; So I knew Jace before I knew anything about her. She plays soccer for the American football team.

& # 39; Of course, we would never have met if I were not traded to Atlanta. Jace would never have met the whole thing. So I am grateful now, looking back at the little things that led to that. I would never have met her, never had that blessing.

& # 39; When we met, it was after the worst year of my life, and it did it completely with 180. For whatever reason, there is a reason for that. You may not see it as you go through it, but then the locks suddenly open. It's pretty amazing.

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Adrianna Franch & # 39; s fiancee Emilyosc

Portland Thorns FC goalkeeper Adrianna, 28, is engaged to Emily, Client Success Manager at Cambia Health Solutions.

& I cannot tell you how happy I am to let you stand. by my side and I with yours for the rest of our lives! I will give you everything I am, have and want to be! & # 39; she then wrote on Instagram.

Emily is currently in Paris to cheer up Adrianna, and in December the couple will finally say: & # 39; I do & # 39 ;. Portland Thorns FC goalkeeper Adrianna Franch, 28, is engaged to Emily Boscacci (right) "

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The youngest player in the team (19459002)

The youngest player in the team, 20-year-old Tierna played until this season, when she was called up as defender for the Chicago Red Stars, up to Stanford University.

But she did not completely leave university life: she is still with her two-year-old girlfriend, fellow former Stanford football player Alison.

Alison, who has just graduated, tagged to Paris for the World Cup and shared photos of the Parc des Princes.

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Crystal, an NC Courage defender, married Pierre, an athletic trainer, on Long Island, New York in December, and although I stood up for French teams, I switched to his wife.

& # 39; My family is behind [19] 459080] and everyone wants Crystal to succeed … We always follow the French national teams, but in this spec ific match it is of course every day family over land, & he said Pro Soccer USA .

& # 39; He loves the game & # 39 ;, Crystal told FrontRowSoccer.com . & # 39; I always have a great support system because he is just as passionate about the game as I am. About the dining table it is certainly a good conversation.

Loyalty: Crystal Dunn & # 39; s husband Pierre Soubrier is French, but routs for the American team in the World Cup Allie Long & # 39; s husband Jose Batista

Reign FC midfielder Allie, 31, married her long-term partner Alex Morgan, who organized the bachelor party, served as a bridesmaid, while Tobin Heath was a bridesmaid, and there were Kelley O & # 39; Hara, Ali Krieger, Ashlyn Harris, Christian Press, Emily Sonnett, and Lindsey Horan.

According to Oregon Live s Jose also plays football and eleven professional

I admire her dedication and she will reach the top and be the best player she can be, "he said. .

Team! Jose also plays football and once played professionally for Sevilla FC in Puerto Rico – so he knows a good player when he sees one

Morgan Brian & # 39; s husband Fabrice Gautrat

The couple invited fellow football stars Alyssa Naeher, Kelley O & # 39; Hara, Meghan Klingenberg, Becky Sauerbrunn, Emily Sonnett, Lindsey Horan, and Sam Mewis to the event.

While Morgan is a midfielder for Chicago Red Stars, Fabrice also has a past with the game: Seahorses in the USL League Two, as well as several other football clubs.

He is currently cheering on his wife in France.

& # 39; Til death do them part: Morgan Brian, 26, is married to Fabrice Gautrat, 31, since November 2017 & # 39;

& death until they die: Morgan Brian, 26, is married to Fabrice Gautrat,

& # 39; Until they die part: Morgan Brian, 26, is married to Fabrice Gautrat, 31, since November 2017

Samantha Mewis & # 39; husband Pat Johnson

I married my best & # 39;

Samantha, a 26-year-old midfielder for the NC Courage, married the courthouse with her husband Pat Johnson just before Christmas last year. friend! Highly recommended, & she wrote on Instagram just after saying & # 39; I do & # 39; in Boston city hall.

The two seemed to have no rain and took photos outside with an umbrella and champagne.

Pat is also in Paris to watch his wife, and leaned forward to offer her a quick kiss last week.

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Joined: Samantha Mewis, a 26-year-old midfielder for the NC Courage, had before g year marriage to the courthouse with her husband Pat Johnson just before Christmas

Jessica McDonald & # 39; s husband Courtney Stuart

It is not entirely clear whether 31-year-old

What we do not know is that the marrie pair was at one point, and have a son together, the seven year old Jeremiah.

But in 2013, when Jessica and Jeremiah moved to Chicago to play with the Red Stars, her husband Courtney did not come with them and remained in Arizona.

& # 39; Those first two years were so difficult, & # 39; she told Oregon Live of her first years playing for the NWSL, functioning as a single mother and bringing her child training.

& # 39; I had already signed a contract, so I just had to suck it up. There were days when I would just go home and cry because it was hard, but I didn't want to give up just because it was hard, just because I was a mother. My parents gave up their dreams while exercising because they were athletes and they had me at a young age. I didn't want to do that. "

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Several members of the team are not publicly linked to important others, although they may just maintain their private relationships.

They include 24-year-old midfielder Rose Lavelle of the Washington Spirit, 31-year-old keeper Alyssa Naeher of the Chicago Red Stars, 25-year-old Portland Thorns FC midfielder Lindsey Horan and 25-year-old defender Emily Sonnett of the Portland Thorns FC.

There are also some rumors that the 31-year-old Portland Thorns FC Tobin Heath forward is her teammate, 30-year-old Utah Royals FC forward Christian Press – these rumors, however, seem to be mainly fueled by hopeful fans they put together want to see.

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