#joel jerome

[quanatural]

I drew some Johnny, because I drew the first draft at the beginning of the movie, so my impression of Johnny is only: an alcoholic who is a little silly and fooling around.（But he's cute, really.）

I want to talk about the role of Johnny alone. Johnny really broke most of my impression of Peter Lorre's role.It's rare that Peter Lorre didn't play the villain, didn't do anything bad（After all, he is innocent, but I think he can steal), and didn't die in the end, even had the best ending among the three protagonists.Most importantly, he has a romantic part in this movie!!!?? I'm surprised, but Peter Lorre can play the role well. He has that charming charm …He and his lover are very cute and lovely.And their relationship is normal and sweet.

Peter Lorre, you are really good. You can play all kinds of different roles.

Johnny is also an interesting character. Although he hangs out with criminals and seems to play around, he has a certain cultural accomplishment. He can read books and newspapers. He knows the concept of the universe and the psyche. If he can, he might even talk about real philosophy ... And Peter Lorre is very suitable for this role.His big eyes, which always seem to be meditating, and his wrinkled round face match well.

In short, he is a collection of gentlemen and hooligans.Maybe I have to revisit the movies several times to express my feelings more accurately.

The second one is the product that I want to practice hand painting. Anyway, I drew Cairo and Johnny on a piece of paper, and the two roles are also very different.

I saw a web page saying that Three Strangers would have been a sequel to The Maltese Falcon.If it's true, it's really interesting ... but personally, I think Three Strangers look better than The Maltese Falcon.（Maybe it's because I'm more familiar with Kwan Yin.）

[sesiondemadrugada]

Witkin & Witkin (Trisha Ziff, 2017).

[garadinervi]

«Trobar», No. 4, Trobar, Brooklyn, NY, 1962 [Between the Covers, Gloucester City, NJ]

Contributors: Rochelle Owens, George Economou, Louis Zukofsky, Robert Kelly, Robert Duncan, Paul Blackburn, Jerome Rothenberg, Diane Wakoski, Jackson Mac Low, Amiri Baraka (as Leroi Jones), Joel Oppenheimer, and others

[she-could-never]

I think I’m back on the violence streak again. Bc Din, Joel, Jerome and Joker are at the front of my mind

[ozkar-krapo]

V/A

"Polyphonix 1"

(LP. Get Back. 2002 / rec. 1979-81)

[spacelazarwolf]

in honor of that anon who said jews have done nothing for the world, here’s a non exhaustive list of things we’ve done for the world:

arts, fashion, and lifestyle:

jeans - levi strauss

modern bras - ida rosenthal

sewing machines - isaac merritt singer

modern film industry - carl laemmle (universal pictures), adolph zukor (paramount pictures), william fox (fox film forporation), louis b. mayer (mgm - metro-goldwyn-mayer), harry, sam, albert, and jack warners (warner bros.), steven spielberg, mel brooks, marx brothers

operetta - jacques offenbach

comic books - stan lee

graphic novels - will eisner

teddy bears - morris and rose michtom

influential musicians - irving berlin, stephen sondheim, benny goodman, george gershwin, paul simon, itzhak perlman, leonard bernstein, bob dylan, leonard cohen

artists - mark rothko

actors - elizabeth taylor, jerry lewis, barbara streisand

comedians - lenny bruce, joan rivers, jerry seinfeld

authors - judy blume, tony kushner, allen ginsberg, walter mosley

culture:

esperanto - ludwik lazar zamenhof

feminism - betty friedan, gloria steinem, ruth bader ginsberg

queer and trans rights - larry kramer, harvey milk, leslie feinberg, abby stein, kate bornstein, frank kameny, judith butler

international women's day - clara zetkin

principles of journalizm, statue of liberty, and pulitzer prize - joseph pulitzer

"the new colossus" - emma lazarus

universal declaration of human rights - rene samuel cassin

holocaust remembrance and human rights activism - elie wiesel

workers rights - louis brandeis, rose schneiderman

public health care, women's rights, and children's rights - lillian wald

racial equity - rabbi abraham joshua heschel, julius rosenwald, andrew goodman, michael schwerner

political theory - hannah arendt

disability rights - judith heumann

black lives matter slogan and movement - alicia garza

#metoo movement - jodi kantor

institute of sexology - magnus hirschfeld

technology:

word processing computers - evelyn berezin

facebook - mark zuckerberg

console video game system - ralph henry baer

cell phones - amos edward joel jr., martin cooper

3d - leonard lipton

telephone - philipp reis

fax machines - arthur korn

microphone - emile berliner

gramophone - emile berliner

television - boris rosing

barcodes - norman joseph woodland and bernard silver

secret communication system, which is the foundation of the technology used for wifi - hedy lamarr

three laws of robotics - isaac asimov

cybernetics - norbert wiener

helicopters - emile berliner

BASIC (programming language) - john george kemeny

google - sergey mikhaylovich brin and larry page

VCR - jerome lemelson

fax machine - jerome lemelson

telegraph - samuel finley breese morse

morse code - samuel finley breese morse

bulletproof glass - edouard benedictus

electric motor and electroplating - boris semyonovich jacobi

nuclear powered submarine - hyman george rickover

the internet - paul baran

icq instant messenger - arik vardi, yair goldfinger,, sefi vigiser, amnon amir

color photography - leopold godowsky and leopold mannes

world's first computer - herman goldstine

modern computer architecture - john von neumann

bittorrent - bram cohen

voip internet telephony - alon cohen

data archiving - phil katz, eugene roshal, abraham lempel, jacob ziv

nemeth code - abraham nemeth

holography - dennis gabor

laser - theodor maiman

instant photo sharing online - philippe kahn

first automobile - siegfried samuel marcus

electrical maglev road - boris petrovich weinberg

drip irrigation - simcha blass

ballpoint pen and automatic gearbox - laszlo biro

photo booth - anatol marco josepho

medicine:

pacemakers and defibrillators - louise robinovitch

defibrillators - bernard lown

anti-plague and anti-cholera vaccines - vladimir aronovich khavkin

polio vaccine - jonas salk

test for diagnosis of syphilis - august paul von wasserman

test for typhoid fever - ferdinand widal

penicillin - ernst boris chain

pregnancy test - barnhard zondek

antiretroviral drug to treat aids and fight rejection in organ transplants - gertrude elion

discovery of hepatitis c virus - harvey alter

chemotherapy - paul ehrlich

discovery of prions - stanley prusiner

psychoanalysis - sigmund freud

rubber condoms - julius fromm

birth control pill - gregory goodwin pincus

asorbic acid (vitamin c) - tadeusz reichstein

blood groups and rh blood factor - karl landsteiner

acyclovir (treatment for infections caused by herpes virus) - gertrude elion

vitamins - caismir funk

technique for measuring blood insulin levils - rosalyn sussman yalow

antigen for hepatitus - baruch samuel blumberg

a bone fusion technique - gavriil abramovich ilizarov

homeopathy - christian friedrich samuel hahnemann

aspirin - arthur ernst eichengrun

science:

theory of relativity - albert einstein

theory of the electromagnetic field - james maxwell

quantum mechanics - max born, gustav ludwig hertz

quantum theory of gravity - matvei bronstein

microbiology - ferdinand julius cohn

neuropsychology - alexander romanovich luria

counters for x-rays and gamma rays - robert hofstadter

genetic engineering - paul berg

discovery of the antiproton - emilio gino segre

discovery of cosmic microwave background radiation - arno allan penzias

discovery of the accelerating expansion of the universe - adam riess and saul merlmutter

discovery that black hole formation is a robust prediction of the general theory of relativity - roger penrose

discovery of a supermassive compact object at the center of the milky way - andrea ghez

modern cosmology and the big bang theory - alexander alexandrovich friedmann

stainless steel - hans goldschmidt

gas powered vehicles

interferometer - albert abraham michelson

discovery of the source of energy production in stars - hans albrecht bethe

proved poincare conjecture - grigori yakovlevich perelman

biochemistry - otto fritz meyerhof

electron-positron collider - bruno touschek

[9kmovies-biz]

Everything Everywhere's The Daniels Win Best Director at DGAs

Everything Everywhere All at Once’s recognition during awards season has been nothing short of big. Between its GLAAD nomination, and pair of twins during the Golden Globes, the film seems poised to have some kind of triumph when the Oscars roll around, particularly since it 11 nominations, Last night, the Directors Guild of America held its own awards ceremony, and directors Daniel Kwan and…

[mcytblrsexymen]

[image ID: a set of cells on part of the spreadsheet, largely in the 'j' and 'k' section. it has the following names: Jakefsmash, James Mariot, JamieJoan, JaneyLaney, Janitor, the, Jeff the Minion, Jeffory the Golden Heart, Jellie Panda, Jellie the Cat, Jerma985, Jermsyboy, Jerome, Jimmy Solidarity, Joe Hills, JoeBuz, Joel SmallishBeans, Joey Graceffa, JoJoSolos, Jschlatt, Jyksedi, K4, K4yfour, Kafers8bit, Kakujo, KaraCorvus, Karl Jacobs, Karl Marx, Katelyn, Katherine Elizabeth, Keralis, Keralison, Kier and Dev, Kim, KingTheGhast, and KirinDave. /end ID]

at the current moment you can take a screenshot of just about any point on our master counting list and get one of the most interesting and bizarre screenshots of mcyt fandom possible, i think. (also we're aware of the duplicates we'll go through and try to make sure we've caught all of them before we're done.)

[aliveandfullofjoy]

95th Academy Awards: Oscars Trivia!

Another torturously long awards season is over! A24's highest-grossing film ever, Everything Everywhere All at Once, defied almost every piece of popular wisdom about the Academy Awards and easily cleared every hurdle in its path to a blowout, historic Best Picture win.

As you probably know, I'm a sucker for Oscar trivia, and this year has plenty of juicy nuggets to dig into. Let's get to it, starting with our newest Best Picture winner.

Everything Everywhere All at Once is the third film in Oscar history to win three of the four acting categories, after A Streetcar Named Desire (1951) and Network (1976). All three films won Best Actress and Best Supporting Actress. Everything Everywhere All at Once is the only film of the three that managed to win Best Picture.

Michelle Yeoh is the first Malaysian actress, first Asian actress, and second woman of color to win Best Actress. This is only the thirteenth time that Best Actress and Best Picture have overlapped in the 95-year history of the Oscars. Yeoh's nomination made her the first Asian actress nominated for the award since 1935. The only other is Merle Oberon, who hid her Asian identity in life and passed as white.

Everything Everywhere All at Once is the first science-fiction film to win Best Picture.

Everything Everywhere All at Once is the first Best Picture winner with a woman of color (Michelle Yeoh) in the lead role.

Having opened in theaters in late March 2022 (the same weekend of the 94th Academy Awards), Everything Everywhere All at Once is the Best Picture winner with the earliest calendar release since The Silence of the Lambs, which opened Valentine's Day 1991.

Everything Everywhere All at Once is the third Best Picture winner with a majority non-white cast (after 2016's Moonlight and 2019's Parasite) and the first American film with a majority Asian cast.

Daniel Kwan and Daniel Scheinert (Everything Everywhere All at Once) are the third directing team to win Best Director, joining Jerome Robbins and Robert Wise (West Side Story, 1961) and Joel Coen and Ethan Coen (No Country for Old Men, 2007). Kwan is also the fourth Asian director (and first Asian-American) to win Best Director.

Everything Everywhere All at Once is the first movie in 95 years of Oscars history to win six(!) so-called "above the line" awards -- referring to Best Picture, Director, the four acting categories, and the two writing categories.

Everything Everywhere All at Once is the first film to sweep the four primary guild awards (Producers Guild, Directors Guild, Writers Guild, and Screen Actors Guild) since Argo (2012), and only the fifth overall.

Some crazy coincidences between Michelle Yeoh and her Best Actress presenter Halle Berry: in addition to currently being the only two women of color to win Best Actress, they are also both former Bond girls (Yeoh in Tomorrow Never Dies [1997], Berry in Die Another Day [2002], both with Pierce Brosnan). Additionally, both women are former contestants of the Miss World pageant: Berry represented the United States in 1986, while Yeoh represented Malaysia in 1983. Also, in a weird case of history rhyming, both Berry and Yeoh won over a previous Oscar-winner in a film directed by Todd Field (Sissy Spacek in In the Bedroom in 2001, Cate Blanchett in TÁR in 2022).

With four wins, All Quiet on the Western Front tied with Parasite (2019), Roma (2018), Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (2000), and Fanny and Alexander (1982) as the most-rewarded non-English language films in Oscars history.

This is also the second time that Cate Blanchett has won a Golden Globe, a BAFTA, and a Critics Choice Award for a performance, only to lose the Oscar to the lead of the Best Picture winner. The other time this happened was the year another comedy won seven Oscars: Shakespeare in Love. Blanchett, who was nominated for Elizabeth that year, lost to Gwyneth Paltrow.

TÁR brought Blanchett her eighth Oscar nomination, tying her as the fourth most-nominated actress in Oscar history. Only Bette Davis (10), Katharine Hepburn (12), and Meryl Streep (21) are ahead of her.

TÁR is only director Todd Field's third feature (after 2001's In the Bedroom and 2006's Little Children), but all three of his films have gotten Best Actress nominations for their leads.

Blanchett has also extended her record as the Oscar-nominated actress with the most appearances in films nominated for Best Picture. With TÁR, she has now appeared in 10 Best Picture nominees.

Tom Hanks (who turned in one of the weirdest performances ever caught on film in Elvis) also crossed the 10 Best Picture appearance threshold with this year's nominations. The only nominated actor with more Best Picture appearances is Jack Nicholson, who's been in 11.

This year's nominations saw a record-breaking number of Asian actors nominated: Yeoh in Best Actress, Ke Huy Quan (Everything Everywhere All at Once) in Best Supporting Actor, and Hong Chau (The Whale) and Stephanie Hsu (Everything Everywhere All at Once) in Best Supporting Actress. Yeoh and Quan won, marking the first time multiple Asian actors have won in a single ceremony.

Hong Chau (The Whale) is the first Oscar-nominated actor to be born in a refugee camp.

This year also saw a record number of Irish actors nominated in a single year, with five: Colin Farrell (The Banshees of Inisherin) and Paul Mescal (Aftersun) in Best Actor, Brendan Gleeson and Barry Keoghan (both from The Banshees of Inisherin) in Best Supporting Actor, and Kerry Condon (again, The Banshees of Inisherin) in Best Supporting Actress.

It was a banner year for Ireland in other categories, too, with nominations in Best Live Action Short (An Irish Goodbye, which won the award) and in Best International Feature (The Quiet Girl, the first Irish-language film ever nominated for an Oscar).

With his win in the Supporting Actor category, Quan became only the second Asian actor to win that award, joining the late Haing S. Ngor, who won for his debut performance in The Killing Fields (1984).

All five of the nominees for Best Actor -- Austin Butler (Elvis), Colin Farrell (The Banshees of Inisherin), Brendan Fraser (The Whale), Paul Mescal (Aftersun), and Bill Nighy (Living) -- were first-time nominees. This is the first time this has happened in this category since 1934(!!!).

It was a huge year for first-time nominees across all four acting categories: 16(!) of the 20 actors nominated were first-timers. This is the most ever in a single year. The only actors with previous nominations were Cate Blanchett, Angela Bassett, Judd Hirsch, and Michelle Williams.

Jamie Lee Curtis (Everything Everywhere All at Once) is the third person to be nominated for an Oscar after both of her parents were nominated as well: her father Tony Curtis was nominated for The Defiant Ones (1958), while her mother Janet Leigh was nominated for Psycho (1960). The other sets of nominated parents and children are Liza Minnelli (with parents Judy Garland and Vincente Minnelli) and Laura Dern (with parents Diane Ladd and Bruce Dern). Minnelli, Dern, and Curtis all won acting Oscars.

With his performance in The Whale, Brendan Fraser became the first person to win Best Actor for a film not nominated for Best Picture since Jeff Bridges in Crazy Heart (2009).

This is also the first time since 2005 that all four acting winners were first-time nominees. Additionally, none of the four acting winners won in their category at the BAFTAs, which has never happened before.

With his Best Supporting Actor nomination, Judd Hirsch (The Fabelmans) broke the record for the longest gap between acting nominations: he was last nominated 42 years ago for Ordinary People (1980). The record previously belonged to Henry Fonda, who had a 41-year gap between nods.

In addition to being the first actor ever nominated for a performance in a Marvel movie, Angela Bassett (Black Panther: Wakanda Forever) also became the fourth Black actress to be nominated more than once. She joined Viola Davis, Whoopi Goldberg, and Octavia Spencer.

The Fabelmans is the first movie to win the Golden Globe for Best Picture - Drama to go home emptyhanded at the Oscars since The Turning Point (1977[!]). In fact, this is the first time ever that both Golden Globe Best Picture winners (The Fabelmans in Drama, The Banshees of Inisherin in Comedy) went home with zero Oscars.

2022 had some other similarities with 1977, too: this was the first year since 1977 that two films (Everything Everywhere All at Once and The Banshees of Inisherin in 2022, Julia and The Turning Point in 1977) got four individual acting nominations. Both years saw comedies win Best Picture and Best Actress (Annie Hall in 1977), and both years had a sci-fi blockbuster nominated in Best Picture (Star Wars and Avatar: The Way of Water).

Ana de Armas (Blonde) became the second actor nominated for playing Marilyn Monroe, which is more Oscars than Monroe herself was ever nominated for. She was nominated in Best Actress alongside Michelle Williams (The Fabelmans), the other actress nominated for playing the star (in 2011's My Week with Marilyn).

De Armas also became the fifth Latina nominated for Best Actress, joining Fernanda Montenegro, Salma Hayek, Catalina Sandino Moreno, and Yalitza Aparicio. She is also the second Cuban actor ever nominated, after Andy Garcia.

With her win for Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, legendary costume designer Ruth Carter became the first Black woman to win two Oscars — ever.

Only Austin Butler and Ana de Armas were nominated for playing historical figures this year. Weirdly, both Elvis and Blonde feature actor Xavier Samuel in small roles. What does it mean?

At 34 minutes long, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse is the longest Best Animated Short winner ever.

In addition to being the first song from an Indian film to be nominated for and win the Oscar for Best Song, "Naatu Naatu" (RRR) is the fourth non-English language winner of that award, after "Never on Sunday" (1960, originally performed in Greek), "Al otro lado del río" (2004, in Spanish), and "Jai Ho" (2008, in Hindi, Urdu, and Punjabi). "Naatu Naatu" is in Telugu.

It was the year of the sequel: between Avatar: The Way of Water and Top Gun: Maverick, this marked the first time multiple sequels were nominated in Best Picture in the same year. Black Panther: Wakanda Forever and Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery also received major nominations.

Avatar and Top Gun also marked the first time since 1982 that the two highest-grossing films of the year were both nominated for Best Picture.

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Masterlist

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. @smutmaniac -main blog

Marvel

✰ Baron Zemo ✰ Sam Wilson ✰ Bucky Barnes ✰ Steve Rogers ✰ Bruce Banner ✰ Peter Parker ✰ Wanda Maximoff ✰ Vision ✰

Stranger Things

✰ Eddie Munson ✰ Steve Harrington ✰ Jonathan Byers ✰ Robin Buckely ✰

TLOU

✰ Joel Miller ✰ Tommy Miller ✰ Ellie Williams ✰

Harry Potter

✰ Neville Longbottom ✰ Luna Lovegood ✰ Ron Weasley ✰ George Weasley ✰ Hermoine Granger ✰ Severus Snape ✰ Sirius Black ✰ Remus Lupin ✰ Bill Weasley ✰

X-men

✰ Peter Maximoff ✰ Kurt Wagner ✰ Storm ✰ James/Logan Howlett ✰ Scott Summers (older) ✰ Alex Summers ✰ Hank Mccoy ✰ Sean Cassidy ✰ Jean Grey ✰ Rouge ✰ Mystique/Raven ✰

Gotham/Batman

✰ Bruce Wayne ✰ Edward Nashton ✰ Jervis Tetch ✰ Jerome Valeska ✰ Selina Kyle (Gotham) ✰ Ed Nygma (pre-riddler) ✰ Tabitha Galavan ✰ Victor Zsasz ✰ Jonathan Crane ✰

Peaky Blinders

✰ Arthur Shelby ✰ Alfie Solomon✰

Maze Runner

✰ Newt ✰ Thomas ✰ Minho ✰

AHS

✰ Tate Langdon ✰ Vivien Harmon ✰ Violet Harmon ✰

Twilight

✰ Edward Cullen ✰ Alice Cullen ✰ Bella Swan ✰ Jasper Hale ✰ Charlie Swan ✰ Sam Uley ✰ Seth Clearwater ✰

The 100

✰ John Murphy ✰ Finn Collins ✰ Monty Green ✰ Jasper Jordan ✰

TWD

✰ Daryl Dixion ✰ Rick Grimes ✰ Negan ✰ Michonne ✰ Carl Grimes ✰ Glenn Rhee ✰ Laura ✰ Ron Anderson ✰ Maggie Greene ✰

Miscellaneous

✰ Xavier Thorpe ✰ Tyler Galpin ✰ Bill S. Preston, Esq. ✰ Ted 'Theodore' Logan ✰ John Wick ✰ Charlie walker ✰ Ben Solo ✰ Finn (star wars) ✰ Poe Dameron ✰ Maurizio Gucci (h.o.g) ✰ Johnny Knoxville ✰ Luke Castellan ✰ Eric Draven ✰ any alex wolff/nat wolff character

LET ME KNOW WHAT CHARACTERS, YOU WANT ME TO WRITE FOR IN MY INBOX

[bonezone44]

Muddy Waters, pt. 2 (18+)

'Muddy Waters'

Ezra x F!Reader x Joel Miller

Summary: You keep hearing someone calling your name and you fear for your life (it's cool, though. you're fine). You visit Joel Miller to see what he wants.

Word Count: 5,8k

Part 1 Part 3 (story masterlist) (my masterlist)

tags: NSFW 18+. Intuitive!Reader. Afab!Reader (she/they). Southern!Reader. Established Ezra x F!Reader. Polyam. No use of Y/N.

This Chapter: Pet names: baby, darlin. dry-humping, brief masturbation (m), coming in pants, cuckolding (i think it counts).

Author's Note: I've been putting off very important responsibilities to write this chapter because I literally can't stop thinking about this. <3 god bless y'all. (It'll be a while for the 3rd chapter)

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You placed your hand on your stomach in an attempt to ease your nerves.

You had been sick with worry and paranoia for over a week.

Two days after you visited Joel Miller for the first time, you ventured to the stables. You had planned to help out Jerome and brush some of the horses, but changed your mind once you got there. It was too beautiful of an afternoon to do anything. The sun was bright and beaming and the clouds were thin and wispy. The air: warm and dry. You walked over to one of the empty corrals and climbed up–sitting yourself on the wooden rail with your chest high. You greeted the great Helios above with your eyes shut and a closed-lip smile on your face. One hand anchored you to the nearest post as the other stretched down and out from your side–fingertips providing a small counterbalance to keep you steady. You washed and basked in the pulses of ultraviolet frequencies as they massaged and vibrated all the pains and worries straight right outta your soul.

It felt so good to be alive.

You wished everyone had the time to sit and absorb the goodness our universe had to offer. You wished everyone in town could take a whole day off to do nothing but vegetate in the elements. Whether they wanted to soak in some water or back in the sun or find peace in the cool air of a cave. You wanted everyone to feel as free as you felt in that moment, meditating on the giant ball of chemical explosions that kept our planet alive from millions of miles away.

You could hear the snorts and clops from the horses in the stables and part of you wished they were all free and running wild across the Wyoming prairies. You heard the blades of grass rustling against one another in the breeze. You heard the distant chatter of town–hammers, music, a vague cloud of conversation. There were closer voices, too. Stablehands talking while they worked.

Then, at a distance you couldn’t decipher, you heard someone calling your name. But you didn’t want to turn around, yet. Too enraptured in the healing power of the sun. And if it was Jerome, you knew he would find you soon enough.

But when you heard it a second time, you figured it was a sign to stop loafing around.

You sighed and abandoned your little paradise–reluctantly venturing back into social order. You hopped down from the fence and wobbled a little. Your muscles had gone stiff from their unmoving positions. You honestly don’t know how long you were sitting there.

You looked around as you stretched but didn’t see anyone–well, anyone who seemed to be looking for you, anyway. You headed over to the stables. Jerome was inside talking to one of the other handlers.

“Hey,” you greeted him with a smile. “Were you lookin for me?”

Jerome’s brow twisted. “No,” he answered simply. “I mean, I saw you out there but I figured I’d leave you alone and let you do your thing.”

An embarrassed smile bloomed on your face and you tucked your head down. “Yeah, it’s nice out.”

“It is.” He smiled wide and pleasant. “It’s good to know someone gets to enjoy it.”

You knew he meant what he was saying, but shame lingered across your skin. “I–uh, I thought I heard someone callin me.”

He shook his head. “No one from in here.”

“Huh.”

That was weird.

The next day, you woke up with a burst of energy and decided to use it to clean up the apartment. You and Ezra were fairly sloppy on your own, but your powers combined could turn a museum into a dumpster in the matter of minutes. You were folding the mountain of laundry on the couch when you heard Ezra calling you from the bedroom. It was strange for him to say your name instead of ‘baby’ or ‘precious’ or some other tender moniker. So instead of answering aloud, you walked to him–worry building in your mind. When you got to the bedroom and opened the door, he was fast asleep and snoring. Drool soaking into the blue cotton pillowcase.

You would have brushed it all off, chalked it up to your mind playing tricks on you. But then, later that day, it happened again in town. 

You were trotting along to the general store when you heard your name shouted. You stopped so abruptly that the person walking behind you ran smack-dab into your back. 

She apologized. You waved her off. 

You didn’t even look at who it was that hit you, your eyes too busy scanning the street.

But there was no one.

Well, yeah, technically there were people out there walking around and going about their business. But none of them seemed to be the one calling your name.

You walked straight home after that.

Later in the evening, while Ezra was out on patrol, and you were lying in bed and on the cusp of slumber–you heard it again. And it was loud. Loud and clear enough for you to distinguish that it was a man’s voice. You just couldn’t recognize whose.

You shot up from the bed in a panic and searched the whole three room apartment. You emptied the kitchen cabinets and the drawers and pulled the dresser from against the wall and rolled up all the rugs.

Someone was looking for you and you knew it.

Ezra came home the next morning to you wide-eyed and trembling in a ball on the couch.

“Uhh… baby?” His eyes slowly circled the disaster you had spent hours re-creating after spending the whole previous day cleaning. He took a slow step forward. “W-What happened?”

“They’re comin for me, Ezra. They’re comin for me and I know it.” You growled and pounded your fist on your knee. “I know it!”

“Who’s comin for you, baby?” he asked softly.

“I don’t know… exactly,” you muttered. “I’ve been narrowin it down and I think it was that guy’s brother that I killed.”

Ezra closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He wiped his bare hand down his face, scratching the scruff along his jaw.

Your lips trembled. “Him and his friends are comin for me. I know it. I know they are.”

He tip-toed around the debris strewn about the floor. He sat down next to you and wrapped his arm around your tense shoulders. “Baby, I explained that to you. You did what you had to do to–”

“That’s not what this is about!” you spat and nudged him away.

He scooted back with his palms up in surrender.

“Someone has been calling my name! I keep hearing it again and again and when I turn around there’s no one! No one! But they’re calling for me like they’re comin for me! Like they’re gonna kill me!” Your eyes filled with tears.

“No one is gonna hurt you, baby.” Ezra’s hand gently squeezed your thigh.

“You don’t know that!” He made you furious sometimes, thinking he knew everything in the world. He couldn’t know someone wasn’t gonna hurt you because you knew that somebody was.

“I do, actually,” he responded with an attitude. “Because me and everyone else in this little town are here to take care of you and guard you from any harm.”

“That’s–that’s not–” you shook your head, but you couldn’t bring yourself to fully deny it. No, not everyone in the town existed to serve you, specifically. But you had made connections in Jackson. Real, emotional connections. You had made some real friends for the first time since you were a child. Jackson was becoming your new family. You knew that the people around you would protect you just as you would protect them.

Ezra was right and the thought of it all finally broke you.

“I don’t want to die!” You sobbed, gut spasming and tears flowing. “I’m not ready to go, yet!” You fell over into Ezra’s lap and wrapped your arms around his waist.

“Then we will all ensure that you do not go.” His warm hand gently pet your shoulder.

You continued to cry, surrendering all your tension to Ezra’s comforting love and to all the people of Jackson.

+++++

You were able to get some rest, but that didn’t mean you were going to be leaving the apartment anytime soon. You holed yourself up just to be safe. And the more you resisted the call, the stronger it became, feeling like someone was tugging you to come outside your sanctuary and—well… that was what scared you so much. You had no idea what they wanted from you. Just that they wanted something . Otherwise, what the hell would they be calling you for?

So when Ezra came home and told you that Joel Miller had been asking for you, you pieced the two together and saw a vision of him in your mind. Clear as day. He was standing on his front porch in a green button-up and combed hair. His hand was curved around his mouth and he was shouting your name–waving for you to come over.

But why was he looking for you? Why didn’t he just come over to your apartment? It was a small town. Everybody knew where you lived. And if he didn’t, he could have just asked Ezra or… anyone else for that matter.

Part of you wanted to find him immediately and share some choice words, but another part of you said ‘No. Make him wait.’ You had been suffering for days. Joel could suffer at least one more.

+++++

Ellie answered the door when you showed up and she pulled you into a tight hug. You hugged her back, but she kept holding on. You had never figured out how to measure the appropriate amount of time to hug someone. Everyone was different, you had learned. Especially around Jackson. So you stayed, hugging back, until she let go.

“What are you doing here?” she looked up at you.

“I’m just here to bother Joel. What are you doing here?”

She gasped. “I’m also here to bother Joel!” She grabbed your hand. “Let’s go bother him together!”

“Okay!” you answered with bright eyes and let her tug you around.

“Joel!” she shouted.

“What?” you heard him answer gruffly from another room.

“You have a visitor!” she said with emphasis on the ‘tore.’

You heard him scoff and then you heard his boots stomping down the hall. Once he emerged and saw you standing there in his kitchen, all his tension fell away. He looked surprised, but pleased, to see you.

“Hey,” he said while his mouth hung open, quirking upward at the edges.

All that fire you had inside of you the day before had disappeared at the sight of him. His jeans wrapped tight around his thighs. His hair slicked back like he just showered. He wore a dark t-shirt with only the edge tucked in at his belt buckle. “Hi,” you smiled once you found his eyes.

“We’re here to bother you!” said Ellie.

Joel turned to her and that angry scoff repeated itself. “Go occupy yourself, Ellie.”

She huffed. “Why?”

He put his hands on his hips and glared with wide eyes. He briefly pointed to you. “She needs some work done on her house. You wanna stay and hear us talk about it?”

Ellie let out a long, fitful groan and turned to you. “Contracting is so boring! ” She kicked her foot. “It used to be cool til I had to deal with it every–single–day! You guys suck.” She swiftly turned back to Joel on her heels. “Can I go stay the night at Dina’s?”

“Yeah.” He threw his hand up. “Just come home for breakfast.”

Ellie let out an evil chuckle and grabbed her backpack on the way out the door.

You were impressed by how quickly he got rid of Ellie. You figured he must do it a lot to have a ready excuse on hand. But now that you had Joel alone, you didn’t know where to begin.

“How are you?” you asked quickly, satisfied to start off simply.

“Good.” Joel stared at you a moment with a small smile and his hands in the pockets of his jeans. His eyes turned to his cabinets. “You want somethin to drink?”

“Sure.”

He pulled out a bottle of dark liquid. “I got whiskey.”

“Ehh, no thanks,” you said and sat down at the table.

Joel was taken aback. “You don’t like whiskey?”

“Nah, I don’t like the taste.” You waved him off. “It’s alright. I don’t need anything.”

"Sorry,” he frowned. “S’all I got besides Rena’s moonshine.”

“Ooh! I’ll have that!”

“What?” He looked at you befuddled. “You like Rena’s moonshine over aged whiskey?”

“Yeah!”

He shook his head and sighed. “Well, alright then.” He pulled out two glasses and poured your drinks, replacing the bottles in the cabinet. He sat your glass next to you with a soft thunk on the wooden tabletop. He took his own seat at the opposite end, six feet away.

It felt different than the last time you visited and you couldn’t put a finger on why. The world outside, the past week or so–it all felt so far away.

“So what did you need me for?” you asked casually and sipped your moonshine. It was sharp and brutal and you coughed a little. Moonshine wasn’t meant to be sipped, but it didn’t feel right to down the whole glass at once. The man just sat down. You didn’t wanna make him get up again.

“What?” Joel glanced at the door and then back to you. “You just came here.” He punctuated with his finger on the table. “I figured you needed me for something.”

“Well, no. I mean–” You waved your hand around. “--you’ve been looking for me.”

“I– hmm …” He stared at you with his lips between his teeth and a question in his eyes. “Ezra mentioned you thought someone was lookin for you.” He tilted his head. “What was it that was makin you think that?”

“I kept hearing someone calling my name,” you answered plainly.

“Callin your name?” He shook his head. “Like… how? Just out loud?”

“I mean, kinda. It sounded like someone off in the distance. But it was more like a thought. Like a really loud thought.”

“Someone thinkin your name?”

“No. Just callin for me. Tryin to get my attention. Wantin me for somethin.”

He nodded slowly, fingers on his glass. “And you think it was me?”

“Well, yeah.” You responded as if it was obvious. “Ezra mentioned you asked about me and–”

“Did no one else ask about you? I mean, you were out and about all the time and then outta nowhere you just kinda… stopped.”

“No, there were others, but–”

“You makin house calls to them, too?”

“...No.” You were starting to doubt yourself, feeling Joel poke at you the way he was. But at the time, it was so loud and so clear–there was no room for misinterpretation.

“Just me, then?” he asked.

“Y-yeah.” You suddenly felt so stupid. Maybe you did fuck up. 

But it felt so real, though.

You took another sip of moonshine.

“So you thought I was callin for you–” he leaned back, smirking, looking cocky as hell. “--and you just came runnin?”

“I–” you blinked. Is that how it looks? Is that what really just happened? “I just wanted to see what you wanted,” you mumbled.

“Okay,” Joel chuckled. “Alright.” He took a sip of his whiskey.

You stared at your own glass–head swirling around with worry. ‘ Did I make it all up in my head again?’ You drank the rest of your moonshine in one go–social graces be damned.

Joel chuckled again. “You want s’more?”

“Sure,” you nodded rapidly.

He rose from his chair and pulled the jar of moonshine out again. “Ezra told me about when you made him go to LSU.”

You sighed. Grateful for the change of topic. “Yeah, he loves tellin that story.” You waved your hand. “He’s always goin crazy with it.”

His brow furrowed as he walked back over to you and refilled your glass. “It didn’t happen?”

“No, it did. I mean–” you smile warmly and shake your head. “--He always says we walked for twenty four hours, but he doesn’t know that for sure.” You two have argued countless times over it. “We didn’t have watches on.” You pointed at the one on Joel’s wrist. “It could have been sixteen or twenty or something.”

“But you did it.” Joel sat back down, leaving the jar of moonshine on the table.

“Yeah.”

“How’d you know where to go?”

“LSU used to be used as a hurricane shelter before the outbreak and sure enough, it got turned into a safe haven afterwards. We’d been hearin talk about it for a while, so it was our best bet. We walked from one interstate to the next, following the road signs like anyone else would.”

Joel hummed. “That makes sense.” He smiled briefly. “But… how did you know? How did you know for sure that they could help? That they would help?”

“Well, we didn’t exactly have any other options. He wanted to go to Florida but that meant crossin New Orleans from where we were at.” You looked at Joel dumbly. “I mean… New Orleans? After all that shit–” you spun your finger in the air. “--went down?” You shook your head. “Nuh-uh. I was not about to do all that. I mean, Baton Rouge ain’t much better but I knew New Orleans was a fuckin death trap.” You placed your hand on your chest. “No matter how near and dear that city was to my heart.”

He gave you another brief smile before he leaned forward, elbows on the table. “But what if you were wrong?”

You shrugged. “Well, that woulda fuckin sucked then, wouldn’t it?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” He leaned back and laughed.

Making him laugh, making his face relax–even briefly–sent a warmth through you strong enough that you had to look away. You felt it between your legs, too, much to your embarrassment. But you could easily blame that on the alcohol. That’s just how you got when the poison kicked in. That and you started cursing a lot more.

It may have gotten a laugh out of him, but you needed to rein yourself in.

“Ezra makes it sound like I’m magic or psychic or something. But I’m not. I mean, everybody has an intuition. Mine is just really strong sometimes. And,” you shrugged as your lips grew into a tight smile. “Even then, sometimes I’m wrong.” Your eyes wandered the kitchen’s yellow walls. “Sometimes it’s all in my head.”

He grunted and nodded. Took another sip of his whiskey. “How long have you known Ezra?”

“Oh, since the beginning, really. He tells the story better than I do.” You tried to wave him off. “He makes it funnier.”

Joel leaned back in his chair with a smirk. “Maybe I want the real story.”

You fought to hide your glowing smile. Between the two of you, Ezra was the storyteller and you were the listener. It wasn’t often you got to share your version of things. “I met him in a grocery store.” You played with the glass on the table as the words tumbled out of you. “I was alone and… following a trail of dead infected and, I don’t know, maybe some uninfected, too. I didn’t look all that closely. I was just lookin for somebody with a gun. And somebody had to be killin all those things. So I–” you threw your hand up. “--barged through the front doors and started singin at the top of my lungs hopin they would just shoot me and put me out of my misery.” Your eyes went wide as you stared at your glass distorting the wood grain beneath it.

“Why didn’t they?”

“Ezra says they were all too excited to see a girl the same age as them.” You looked up at Joel with only your eyes. “But I think they were conservin ammo, because I–” you pointed at your chest. “--I looked like shit.”

He smiled.

“Then… I started singin into those big deep freezers ‘cause they were empty and it made my voice echo all funny.” You grinned. “I was tryin to be real annoyin. Hopin it would make them just… get it over with quicker.” You smiled at yourself. You hadn’t had the strength to say you’d been bit. That would have really been the way to get the job done. “Ezra said his cousins were arguin over what to do, but he wound up choosin for ‘em because he comes outta the back screamin at me.” You remember how he looked, too. In a black Tool t-shirt and dirty jeans. His hair was matted with sweat and his beard was sparse and prickly. He looked like a tall, thin rat holding onto a shotgun by its barrel. “But he was screamin at me ‘cause I was singin the words wrong.”

“That’s what did it, huh?” Joel chuckled.

“Yep.” You nodded. “Ezra was trying to correct me and I shouted at him–” you screwed up your face. “--’Who cares about the lyrics? It’s the end of the world!’ and he yelled back, ‘No, it isn’t!’” You threw your fists down just like he did–like a little boy trying to get his way. “And he yanked me into the back room and introduced me to him and his cousins and gave me a knife.” You smirked at Joel with a shrug.

He grinned. Long fingers toying with his glass. “So that was it, huh?”

“That was it,” you said with a wave of your hand.

Joel wore a soft smile on his lips as he sipped his whiskey. “You’ve known him that long, huh?”

“Yep.” You tried not to think about it. All those memories and untold stories threatening to boil over your placid surface.

He tilted his head. He opened his mouth to say something before deciding otherwise. “You two are just… different.”

“In some ways we are, but we have a hell of a lot in common, too.” You nodded at Joel. Determined to stay cool, calm, and collected. “It’s been a long journey,” you added simply. 

“Sounds like it.” He stared at you with an expression you couldn’t decipher. Something in his eyes was changing.

You smiled back politely as you tried to ignore the feeling in your gut–hoping that if you ignored it, then it would go away ( as if that ever fuckin worked ).

“Does he know you’re here right now?” Joel asked, brows up and worried.

You blinked. The way he asked it made you feel like you were doing something wrong. As if this visit was somehow tawdry. “He knows.”

“And it doesn’t bother him?”

“Should it?” Would it? You wondered.

“Maybe.”

You didn’t know how to respond. Anxiety bubbled inside of you. You felt sunken into the chair and–you realized–if you were there for less-than-pure reasons, you didn’t exactly mind.

Not with him standing up from his chair, jeans bulging between his legs, hair slowly curling as it dried.

He walked to your end of the table, jar of moonshine in his hand and refilled your glass. You hadn’t noticed that you emptied again. “I would want my woman visiting another man at night alone.” He screwed the lid back on the jar, metal ridges sliding against the glass. “Drinking all their liquor.”

Everything in the room had then shifted a few degrees. The air felt more humid. Your hearing felt cotton-y. The color of the floors and walls looked warmer–tinted red. You sipped the moonshine and it didn’t burn this time. It felt like the same temperature as the rest of you. 

“Ezra doesn’t keep me on a leash.” You looked up at him with just your eyes. He hadn’t moved yet. Still standing tall next to you. He was so close, so near. You could feel the heat coming from him–somehow distinct from the rest of the room. He smelled like leather. Leather and the whiskey he had been drinking. 

His hand moved forward, and two knuckles grazed your neck. “Do you want to be kept on a leash?”

You closed your eyes and sucked in a sharp breath of air. His touch sent pulses of electricity down your body. You could feel it in your gut, too. Strong oscillating waves of gravity pulling you towards him. A flurry of images played in your mind at a speed too fast to hold on to. You leaned your head back, but you didn’t move yourself away from his touch. “No. I don’t.”

His hand found its way to the back of your neck. His fingers scratched into your scalp. “You want something, though. Don’tchu?”

You kept your eyes closed, melting into his affection. “I-I don’t know.” You didn’t know how to voice it. You were too afraid to. Too afraid of saying the wrong thing and him stopping.

“Well, you came over here for somethin–”

You looked up at him with furrowed brows. “I came over here because you wanted somethin.”

“Right, right.” Joel chuckled. “It was all me.”

“It was you.” You gritted your teeth. He was playing tricks on you and you knew it. If he hadn’t wanted you, he wouldn’t have been touching you the way he was. All tender and perfect.

“Sure thing, darlin.” Joel shook his head with a smile.

You rolled your eyes and he released your head. You immediately missed his touch.

He put his hands on his hips. “But even if it was, you still showed up, didn’t you?”

“I–” you wanted to argue, but you couldn’t. You were too warm, too turned on, too eager to see where Joel wanted to take you. He was standing waist high in swirling, muddy waters and offering you his hand. You sighed. “You’re right. I did.”

Ambrosial. That was what Ezra would call it when you gave into those urges that everyone else told you to keep at bay. Divine. “I can’t keep this from him. From Ezra.”

“That’s good,” he said quickly and earnestly. He pulled out the chair next to you and moved it to your side, so he could sit down without the table between you. He put his large hand on your knee, thumb on one side and long fingers splayed on the other. “Cause I want you to tell him everything,” he said harshly. His hand slid up your thigh with a light squeeze. “I want him to know–everything .”

Your mouth hung open in shock. Nothing had even happened yet exactly but goddamn his hand on you felt like a searing hot stove and you wanted to be branded. Branded all over. You wanted marks and bruises and aching bones that told everyone in town what Joel did to you to get off–not just for Ezra’s knowledge.

Fuck, it felt so good to be alive.

“D-Do you often go lookin for women who already have partners?”

“No,” he said quickly with a shake of his head. His other hand joined the first, rubbing up and down your thighs. “First time.” He said licking his lips and staring at yours.

Your stomach swooped. You wanted to kiss those lips but you couldn’t will yourself to move.

“Can’t help myself, I guess,” he smirked at you, looking into your eyes. “Can’t help but think–” the man looked starving for you. “--that you could use somethin different after all these years.”

You felt like you were gonna faint. You had never–no one had ever hypnotized you before with such basic, carnal desire. And Ezra– “Ezra’s the only man… I’ve ever been with.”

“Good,” he nodded. “I like that.” One hand left your thigh and found your neck, fingers wrapping and guiding you towards him. He pressed his lips into yours and you could taste his whiskey–a taste much better indulged on someone else’s lips–no, on his lips. 

Joel Miller, a man you barely knew, was kissing you in his house at his beautifully lime-washed kitchen table.

Too much.

Too new.

Your brain couldn’t compute.

He broke his lips from you briefly and pulled you upward to stand. With his hands on your hips, he guided you to sit on the table.

You anxiously grazed his body along the edge of your palms. Your limbs felt detached as they moved in slow motion.

He pulled away, smirking. “You this soft with Ezra?”

You wanted to hide your face. “No, I just… don’t know what to do–what you want.”

He grinned wide, hazy eyes staring at your lips. “I want whatever you want, darlin.” He grinded his clothed hardness between your legs. “C’mon, now.”

You moaned at his girth pressing into you. “Okay, okay,” you nodded.

You grabbed the back of his neck and licked into his mouth. Your other hand scratched up his back and then pulled his chest tight against you. You rolled your hips into his, cunt pulsing around nothing–just the anticipation of his fat cock stretching you out.

“That’s what I’m talkin ‘bout.” He grunted and thrusted hard against you. “That’s what I want.”

You kept at it, rubbing your clit against his thickness. You were both fully clothed, dry humping like horny teenagers. But you didn’t wanna stop to take anything off. Didn’t wanna do a single thing different. You continued chasing your high, moaning and whimpering.

Joel matched your rhythm. His hands squeezed your ass cheeks, molding and toying with what he could through the thick fabric of your pants. Mouth sucking and tonguing your neck–leaving cooling lines of spit.

“Oh my god!” You cried out, feeling that tell-tale burn rising up in you.

“Yeah? You gonna come, darlin?” Joel spoke into the skin beneath your ear. “You gonna come and I ain’t even touched you, yet?”

“Mhmm! Mhmm!” You panted and writhed against him.

The whole table was moving and shaking and scraping the floor. Every grunt and moan reverberated and echoed loud and uninhibited. Your empty glass of moonshine fell over and Joel reached out to pick it up in his hand.

You bit into his shoulder when you came with a sharp sob–mouth full of his cotton t-shirt and whatever flesh you were able to grab beneath it.

“Fuck, darlin,” Joel groaned, his hips slowing and stopping. He released the glass from his hand and pushed you back flat on the table. He pulled your shirt up, exposing only your stomach. He rushed to get his cock out, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants in the flash of a second.

Your stomach dropped at the sight of it, russet and aching. Uncut and angry. He wrapped his hand around the head, pumping himself furiously.

Your cunt was still pulsing, aftershocks rippling through every muscle in your abdomen. 

He slapped his free hand down on the table next to your shoulder and leaned over you. He looked into your eyes–his own were red and glazed over. His expression was pained–lips and brows pulled tight. He called out your name and it echoed in your mind like it had for the past week and a half. Him calling and calling for you. Again and again.

His hips stilled suddenly and he came on your stomach, spend soaking into the edges of your shirt and pants.

You looked up at him with wonder. Wondering what was happening and what it all meant.

He sighed with a smirk and fell on top of you, nuzzling into your neck.

You wrapped your arms around him, hands sliding up  and down the planes of his back as air filled and emptied his lungs.

“That was good,” he said, kissing you softly.

“Yeah.” The word came out of you with a breath. “It really was.” You stared at his ceiling, wondering if the light fixture came with the house or if Joel had replaced it himself.

+++++++

Just like you said you would, and just like Joel told you to, you told Ezra everything. You tried to start at the beginning and work your way through but there were so many emotions involved and you kept jumping around and trying to explain it all out while you were wringing your hands and pacing the small main room of your apartment.

Ezra looked dazed the whole time you spoke, only glancing at you every once in a while. It made you so nervous that you couldn’t stop–you couldn’t stop talking and describing and explaining.

“Are you gonna fuck him?” he asked, eyes half-lidded, his breaths short and high in his chest.

“I-I-I don’t know.” You hadn’t exactly made more plans with Joel.

“You wanna fuck him?”

“Yeah.” There was no denying it. “I do.”

He looked like he was gonna be sick and it scared you. Then his hand slid between his legs and he started palming himself. You hadn’t noticed he was hard.

“You wanna fuck him, baby?” he asked again, more urgently. “You wanna fuck him?”

You nodded. “Yeah,” you whispered.

“Yeah?” He cried out. “Yeah?” he asked louder.

“Yeah, baby.” You said as you looked into his fervent gaze. “I wanna fuck him.”

Ezra’s whole body went tense. His eyes shut tight as he keened, squeezing himself through his jeans. It took a few minutes for him to come back down. His breathing was heavy as he rested his head on the back of the couch.

He looked like he had gotten the fuck of his lifetime and all he had done was sit there. He swallowed hard. His adam’s apple bobbing. “I don’t think–” He licked his lips. “I don’t think I’ve come that hard since I was in juvie.”

You put your hands on your hips, staring down at this man you’d known and grown to love over the course of twenty years. You laughed.

Ezra picked up his head and smirked. Then he started laughing, too.

For how good it all was, it still scared the shit outta you. You barely knew Joel. You barely knew anyone in Jackson, in a way. For all the good will you’d developed over your time there, you weren’t sure what kind of social consequences would occur if word got out about this.

You also weren’t sure if you really gave a shit.

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there's more chapters to come, fyi!

Authors Note: What song were you singing that Ezra was correcting you on? That's up to YOU! I didn't wanna be too specific. In my mind, Ezra was definitely into Tool, Rage Against The Machine, Jay Z. I bet Ezra lost his damn mind the first time he heard hip-hop.

tags: @toxicanonymity @walkintotheriveranddisappear (oops! forgot to tag u!)

Part 1 part 3

(story masterlist)

(my masterlist)

[nerds-yearbook]

The final film of the devisive Star Wars prequel trilogy was released on May 19, 2005. Of the first 6 Star Wars movies, Revenge of the Sith was the first Star Wars movie to be rated PG-13. It was also the first Star Wars film to not recieve a nomination of Best Visual Effects. The original cut of the movie tied directly to the end of the Genndy Tartakovsky animated Clone Wars (2003 - 2005) shorts and showed Shaak Ti (Orli Shoshan) being executed after failing to protect Palpatine (Ian McDiarmid). The animated shorts also introduced General Grievous (Matthew Wood) and explained why he had respratory problems. The title was simular to the original title of episode 6 Revenge of the Jedi (1983), which was turned to Return of the Jedi as Lucas felt revenge was not a Jedi trait. The title was changed late enough that it altered the title of Vengeance of Khan (1982) to Wrath of Khan as Star Trek producers felt Vengeance sounded too close to Revenge. Lucas finally worked in a Wookie planet battle that was originally in the script for episode 3 Star Wars A New Hope (1977) and reworked as Ewoks in Return of the Jedi. Originally, George Lucas planned to write and direct the first movie and then story and executive produce episodes 2 and 3, like he did with 5 and 6, but after the panning the first prequel got, he wrote and directed 2 and 3 himself. The movie had the key points of ending The Clone Wars, turning Anakin Skywalker (Hayden Christensen and James Earl Jones) into Darth Vader, the fall of the Jedi and the Republic, the creation of the Empire, the revelation of the Emperor and his disfiguration, the duel between Vader and Obi Wan (Ewan McGregor) that disfigured him, the death of Padme (Natalie Portman), the birth of Luke Skywalker (Aidan Barton) and Princess Leia Organa (also Aidan Barton), Luke's adoption by Owen (Joel Edgerton) and Beru Lars (Bonnie Piesse), Leia's adoption by Bail (Jimmy Smits) and Breha (Rebecca Jackson Mendoza) Organa, Yoda's (Frank Oz) exile to Degobah and Obi Wan to Tatooine, and C-3PO (Anthony Daniels) getting his memory wiped. The movie introduced the planets Utapau, Mygeeto, Felucia, Saleucami, Kashyyk (though technically this first appeared in the Star Wars Holiday Special - 1978), and Mustafar. Action also took place on established planets Coruscant, Naboo, and Tatooine. Noteable deaths in the movie were Count Dooku (Christopher Lee), General Grievous, Padme, Agen Kolar (Tux Akindoyeni), Saesee Tiin(Kenji Oates), Kit Fitso (Ben Cooke), Mace Windu (Samuel L Jackson), Boga, Ki-Adi-Mundi (Silas Carson), Aayla Secura (Amy Allen), Plo Koon (Matt Sloan), Stass Allie (Nina Fallon), Zett Jukassa (Jett Lucas), Whie Malreaux (Coinneach Alexander), Bene (Olivia McCallum), Cin Dralling (Nick Gillard), Nank Tun, Passel Argente (Marty Wetherill), Po Nudo (Paul Nicholson), Poggle the Lesser (Richard Stride), Rune Haako (Jerome Blake), Rute Gunnay (Colin Ware), Nute Gunray (Silas Carson), Tikkes , Cat Miin, Shu Mai, San Hill, and Wat Tambor (Ben Burtt and Matthew Wood). Characters that continued on to the original trilogy were Obi-Wan Kenobi, Darth Vader, the Emperor, Yoda, C-3PO, Tarkin (Wayne Pygram), R2-D2 (Kenny Baker), Chewbacca (Peter Mayhew), Owen and Beru Lars, Mon Mothma (Genevieve O'Reilly), Luke Skywalker, and Leia Organa. Critically, Revenge of the Sith is often called the best of the prequel trilogy and was the highest domestic grossing film in year release of 2005. ("Revenge of the Sith", Star Wars Movie Event)

[wonderlandleighleigh]

Hello, Sunshine, 1967

She hasn’t had a lot of time to update her photo albums lately, but with a weekend almost to herself, with Ethan and Esther at Joel and Mei’s and Lenny on tour, it’s a good time to go through things.

The last time she really sat down and did this was for Lily’s baby book, but there’s so many more photos from the last few years that have just been sitting in neat piles, waiting to be slipped into albums.

Midge likely took too many photos of Lenny and the kids. She doesn’t really need this many, but she loves them all so much. Loves to look at their faces, and remember good times. Holidays and school events. She has a photo of Lily taking her first steps towards Ethan, and Kitty and Esther dancing in the living room together.

Photos of Lenny and Susie conspiring together, and of her parents making each other laugh. Of Mei and Lan and even Joel having a good time. Of Noah and Astrid enjoying a romantic moment, and of Chaim doing a headstand.

Baby photos of Will Ford with his doting parents, and of Carly and Javier’s wedding. Of Bonnie, pregnant on the beach just a few months ago. Of Shy and Jerome sitting closely, sharing a laugh. Of Imogene trying her hand at bar tending at the Button Club with a nervous Archie, blurry in the background.

There’s one that she loves, taken at the Stage Deli while she was pregnant with Lily, cuddled up on a bench seat with Lenny, her head resting on his chest as they look at the menu. Some paparazzi took it, and then felt bad because it’s such a sweet photo. Sold it to Midge for just a few dollars.

She puts it in the “to frame” pile, along with a photo of all the kids at the beach together in the Catskills just this past summer; soaked from swimming and sun burnt and happy, and a photo of Susie taken while she wasn’t looking, watching James’ set from backstage at the Copa.

Midge did a run at the Copa just after giving birth, and that was fun. It was fun to make jokes about worrying about lactating on stage. Lenny had actually brought Lily to her gig, so she could nurse right before and after, and surprisingly, the baby had slept right through.

“Are we sure she’s mine?” Lenny had asked jokingly. “I haven’t slept since 1941.”

“Midge?”

She looks up, finding Kitty at the doorway. There’s another photo in the “to frame” pile, of Kitty, holding Lily, both girls smiling widely; the same smile. “Hi, sweetie. Everything okay?”

She nods. “It’s getting late,” the girl points out. “Should I make us something for dinner?”

It breaks Midge’s heart a little that this little girl -- all of twelve -- still feels like she has to take so much responsibility. “Why don’t we go pick up some pizza for dinner?” she offers.

Kitty beams and nods. “Okay!”

“Wear your boots, it’s snowing a little,” Midge orders as the girls whirls around and dashes out. She sighs softly, smiling down at all her photos and taps one of Lenny smiling shyly at the camera, after his first gig after his successful appeal. “To be continued.”

[garadinervi]

«Yugen», No. 5, Edited by LeRoi Jones (later Amiri Baraka) and Hettie Cohen, Cover art by Basil King, Yugen, New York, NY, 1959 (pdf here) [Philip Smith, Bookseller, Berkeley, CA. RealityStudio, New York, NY. verdant press. Unoriginal Sins, The Old Primary School, Temple, Midlothian]. Feat. William Carlos Williams, Allen Ginsberg, Barbara Guest, David Meltzer, Max Finstein, Paul Blackburn, Philip Whalen, Diane Di Prima, John Wieners, Walter Lowenfels, Michael McClure, Fielding Dawson, Rainer Gerhardt, Jerome Rothenberg, Frank O’Hara, César Vallejo, Lillian Lowefels, Bruce Fearing, Jack Kerouac, Barbara Moraff, Gregory Corso, Larry Eigner, Joel Oppenheimer, Basil King

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Author: Achilles, he/him & they/them pronouns

Status: Hobbyist, low writing activity

Writing: OC x Canon, Reader Insert, Original Fiction

Requests/Suggestions: Open

note: i'm a full time student so any requests I get will be done when and if I have time and they spark my interest!

Active in regards to fandoms & characters simply means most enthused about and interested in writing, inactive means least interested in writing but still willing if the idea sparks my creativity.

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active | inactive | semi active

Far Cry 5 | Supernatural | The Last of Us | Marvel | DC | Doctor Who | Sweeney Todd | The Witcher | Dying Light 2 | Z Nation | Inkheart | Bridgerton | Slashers | Outlast | Resident Evil | Overwatch | Undertale/Deltarune | Ib | TWD Telltale | Motor Crush | The Arcana | Kingsman

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active | inactive | semi active

Faith Seed | John Seed | Joseph Seed | Jacob Seed | Sharky Boshaw | Hurk Drubman Jr | Adelaide Drubman | Jerome Jeffries | Mary May Fairgrave | Eli Palmer | Grace Amestrong | Joey Hudson | Staci Pratt

Dean Winchester | Sam Winchester | Castiel | Charlie Bradbury ||| Joel | Tess ||| Wade Wilson | Tony Stark | Pepper Potts | Bucky Barnes | Steve Rodgers | Thor Odinson | Bruce Banner | Natasha Romanoff | Clint Barton ||| Harley Quinn

The Doctor (4, 9-15) | Jack Harkness | Rose Tyler | Donna Noble ||| Sweeney Todd | Mrs Lovett ||| Geralt of Rivera | Jaskier/Dandelion | Yennefer of Vennenberg ||| Hakon | Aiden | Lawan | Frank ||| Alvin Murphy | Roberta Warren | Addison Carver | Cassandra | Sarge | George St Claire

Mo | Dustfinger ||| Penelope Featherington | Benedict Bridgerton | Anthony Bridgerton | Colin Bridgerton | Eloise Bridgerton | Violet Bridgerton | Kate Sharma | Edwina Sharma ||| Jason Voorhees | Michael Myers | Bubba Sawyer | Brahms Heelshire | Thomas Hewitt

Eddie Gluskin ||| Ethan Winters | Karl Heisenberg | Alcina Dimitrescu | Donna Benniviento | Slavator Monreau | Mia Winters | Chris Redfield | Leon Kennedy | Ada Wong | Claire Redfield

Jack Morrison | Gabriel Reyes | Cole Cassidy | Genji Shimada | Hanzo Shimada | Mei ||| Sans | Papyrus | Asgore | Undyne | Mettaton | Queen ||| Gary ||| Calax Gothard | Domino Swift | Lola Del Carmen | Sonoya Vernilion ||| Asra | Nadia | Dorian | Portia | Muriel ||| Merlin/Hamish Mycroft

OC's: David Thorn (Slasher), Z (God Symbiote), Xander (Robot)

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Tropes I enjoy writing:

Variations of the Enemies to Lovers/Friends to Lovers | Childhood Friends | Neighbour across the hall/street | Mutual Pining | Devotion and Obsession | Making each other worse | Making each other better | Romance in Violence | Ride or Die Friends | Royal Guard/Gardener x Royalty | Crime Boss x Bodyguard | Dog Coded x Cat Coded | Fuck Love Triangles Make it Poly | Fake Dating | Meet Cute and more!

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— male/trans/enby/gn!reader (I'm here for the guys and gays)

— oc x canon, oc x oc, canon x canon, reader x canon, reader x oc

— sfw & nsfw

— platonic, queer-platonic, romantic, familial, etc.

— headcannons, one-shots, multi-parts

— AU's, crossovers

— gore, violence, toxic relationships, death/angst

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— fem!reader (There's thousands out there already y'know)

— genderbends

— pregnancy related topics

— self harm topics

— incest, paedophilia, zoophilia, necrophilia and any of that nasty crap

— non-con

— infidelity

— Characters I really don't know or care about </3

[thisisyourdriverspeaking]

Missing motorsport right now so here is Formula E racing tunes to help with the lack of racing (the song is the position of their racing numbers in the charts). Enjoy 😊😊

Lucas Di Grassi (11th August 1984) - Phil Fearon & Galaxy - Everybody's Laughing

Sam Bird (9th January 1987) - Oran 'Juice' Jones - The Rain

Edoardo Mortara (12th January 1987) - Cameo - Candy

Sebastien Buemi (31st October 1988) - The Beatmasters With PP Arnold - Burn It Up

Jean-Eric Vergne (25th April 1990) - Erasure - Blue Savannah

Robin Frijns (7th August 1991) - The Shamen - Move Any Mountain

Antonio Felix Da Costa (31st August 1991) - Simple Minds - Stand By Love

Nico Muller (25th February 1992) - The Cult - Heart Of Soul

Stoffel Vandoorne (26th March 1992) - CeCe Peniston - Finally

Norman Nato (8th July 1992) - Sophie B Hawkins - Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover

Oliver Rowland (10th August 1992) - 2 Unlimited - Magic Friend

Jordan King (26th February 1994) - Cypress Hill - Insane In The Brain

Jake Hughes (30th May 1994) - The Prodigy - No Good (Start The Dance)

Mitch Evans (24th June 1994) - Maxx - Get-A-Way

Nick Cassidy (19th August 1994) - DJ Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince - Summertime

Pascal Wehrlein (18th October 1994) - Coolio - I Remember

Nyck De Vries (6th February 1995) - Suede - New Generation

Jake Dennis (16th June 1995) - Robson & Jerome - Unchained Melody

Kelvin Van Der Linde (20th June 1996) - Gloria Estefan - Reach

Max Gunther (2nd July 1997) - Eternal ft Bebe Winans - I Wanna Be The Only One

Sergio Sette Camara (23rd May 1998) - Wyclef Jean - Gone Till November

Joel Eriksson (28th June 1998) - B*Witched - C'est La Vie

Jehan Daruvala (1st October 1998) - Sarah McLachlan - Adia

Dan Ticktum (8th June 1999) - Basement Jaxx - Red Alert

Sacha Fenestraz (28th July 1999) - Maw PTS India - To Be In Love

Paul Aron (4th February 2004) - Maroon 5 - Harder To Breathe

Taylor Barnard (1st June 2004) - Anastacia - Left Outside Alone

Added to this playlist 😊😊