#lucas callaghan

[kyseya]

Backstory - farm brothers

So it’s fairly clear that Weston and Lucas are not normal people. Surprise, surprise they’re killers. I wanted to have a little Texas chainsaw massacre slasher vibe but don’t know if that worked very well.

Basically they lure(or people just end up there by themselves) folk to their farm and kill them. Though there are instances where they let some walk away without a scratch, but that’s only if they’re needed, will definitely be missed and could potentially be traced back there, and haven’t the slightest clue what’s truly going on at the farm. The Callaghan brothers can’t have anyone running their mouth, you know.

Their parents were pieces of shit and only had kids to lessen the work load. The farm belonged to their fathers side of the family. their mother had never planned to marry their father but an unexpected pregnancy and pressure from others made them stay together. The two of them were miserable with each other, always fighting and blaming the other partner. The mother was mostly mad about having to spend the rest of her days on a ‘dirty farm’ and work. The father hated being married to a vile, selfish woman who barely helped with anything. His own parents were old and his siblings had quickly moved far away to prevent having anything to do with the farm, which meant everything landed on him.

It was the mother who began using her son as a helping tool. Tasks like sweeping, feeding the animals, collecting the eggs and cooking simple meals were passed to him. At first, when Weston’s dad found out he was furious. But not because it came at Weston’s expense, no, it was because he saw it as a sign of ultimate laziness.

The earliest memories Weston has is of his parents fighting over him. He remembers when his father would reprimand his mother about using him to do her labour(he wanted her to suffer the same tiring days he does) while she screamed back. But then it stopped and his father would no longer complain. Nearly a year after that his little brother was born, and of course he became the one taking care of him after he didn’t have to nurse anymore.

Lucas followed his older brother everywhere. He was his second shadow when he went around and did his chores. It was fine with weston, he wouldn’t admit it but it became a comfort knowing he was a hero to someone. It made life easier. Unfortunately their parents wanted to put Lucas to work too, the moment they considered him old enough. That wasn’t the worst part though. Their mood soured significantly over the years and they verbally abused them on a daily basis, a couple shoves and blows were hard to avoid. You’d think they’d be happier with the easier load.

Weston would have been able to take it ifd only been him, but seeing his younger sibling being treated as dirt too, that wouldn’t fly. The hatred grew stronger each day. When it had boiled over the edge, the older one had decided on a plan. They would kill their parents. Sadly, they were too young at the moment, there was no way they’d be able to overpower two adults as they currently were. They would have to wait until they were older. And so they did. Years they waited for the right opportunity. The abuse and work never stopped, in fact, the older they got the more take they had to preform. Eventually everything was done by them and nothing was done by their parents. They finally got what they wanted, total freedom from the harsh farm life.

The day Weston told Lucas the plan to kill their parents, he had expected a little pushback from him, but he was surprised when Lucas was totally in on it. One might say he was even excited.

It was really easy to murder them. You just had to corner each one when they were alone and then slice their neck. The kids had far outgrown the adults, they were no match for them anymore.

After their mother and fathers death the brothers took over the farm. Despite all the bad memories they still liked it there. It was rather peaceful(especially when no one criticised you on how to feed the pigs), plus, they didn’t have much of an education beyond reading and writing. Where would they even go? At least on the farm they had food and shelter.

The killing didn’t stop though. It appeared the first murder had awakened something in the both of them. They both had found out they enjoyed it. The power and pleasure in seeing their parents fear stricken faces was too good of a high not to experience again.

Although, they might make one exception to the killing if you’re cute enough~

[leonardcohenofficial]

tagged by @herbaklava @timrothencrantz and @wutheringdyke to post my top nine new-to-me watches of the year—thank you all! in no particular order (l-r, top row to bottom row):

skinamarink (kyle edward ball, 2023) great freedom (sebastian meise, 2021) earth mama (savanah leaf, 2023) nineteen eighty-four (michael radford, 1984) enys men (mark jenkin, 2022) marina abramović & ulay: no predicted end (kasper bech dyg, 2022) paris 5:59: théo & hugo (olivier ducastel and jacques martineau, 2016) nationtime (william greaves, 1972) giants and toys (yasuzo masumura, 1958)

while i hit my continual goal of half of the films by women and nonbinary filmmakers, i still definitely need to keep up with deliberately seeking out films by directors of color! tell me your faves if you’ve seen any of these; do we think i can hit 150 titles in 2024? 👀🎬🍿🎥

i'll tag @sightofsea / @lesbiancolumbo / @nelson-riddle-me-this / @draftdodgerag / @edwardalbee / @majorbaby / @radioprune / @glennmillerorchestra / @deadpanwalking and anyone else who'd like to do this!

my full watchlist is included under the cut, favorites of the year are bolded in red:

The Final Exit of the Disciples of Ascensia (Jonni Phillips, 2019)

Nothing Bad Can Happen (Katrin Gebbe, 2013)

Dive (Lucía Puenzo, 2022)

The Menu (Mark Mylod, 2022)

The Wonder (Sebastián Lelio, 2022)

The Whale (Darren Aronofsky, 2022)

Shapeless (Samantha Aldana, 2021)

Skinamarink (Kyle Edward Ball, 2023)

Avatar: The Way of Water (James Cameron, 2022)

Actual People (Kit Zauhar, 2021)

Honeycomb (Avalon Fast 2022)

Warrendale (Allan King, 1967)

Women Talking (Sarah Polley, 2022)

This Place Rules (Andrew Callaghan, 2022)

Nationtime (William Greaves, 1972)

Deep End (Jerzy Skolimowski, 1970)

Incident in a Ghostland (Pascal Laugier, 2018)

Keane (Lodge Kerrigan, 2004)

I Start Counting (David Greene, 1970)

Bones and All (Luca Guadagnino, 2022)

Tár (Todd Field, 2022)

The Most Dangerous Game (Ernest B. Schoedsack and Irving Pichel, 1932)

These Three (William Wyler, 1936)

Dead End (William Wyler, 1937)

The Sport Parade (Dudley Murphy, 1932)

We're All Going to the World's Fair (Jane Schoenbrun, 2021)

Ratcatcher (Lynne Ramsay, 1995)

Smile (Parker Finn, 2022)

Holiday (Isabella Eklöf, 2018)

When Women Kill (Lee Grant, 1983)

Softie (Samuel Theis, 2021)

My Old School (Jono McLeod, 2022)

Beyond The Black Rainbow (Panos Cosmatos, 2010)

The Diary of a Teenage Girl (Marielle Heller, 2015)

Infinity Pool (Brandon Cronenberg, 2023)

Murina (Antoneta Alamat Kusijanovic, 2021)

The Banshees of Inisherin (Martin McDonagh, 2022)

Doubt (John Patrick Shanley, 2007)

Enys Men (Mark Jenkin, 2022)

Bully (Larry Clark, 2001)

My King (Maïwenn, 2015)

Festen (Thomas Vinterberg, 1998)

Marina Abramovic & Ulay: No Predicted End (Kasper Bech Dyg, 2022)

Elles (Małgośka Szumowska, 2011)

Poison Ivy (Katt Shea, 1992)

ear for eye (debbie tucker green, 2021)

Spring Blossom (Suzanne Lindon, 2020)

God's Creatures (Saela Davis and Anna Rose Holmer, 2023)

I Blame Society (Gillian Wallace Horvat, 2020)

Bama Rush (Rachel Fleit, 2023)

Is This Fate? (Helga Reidemeister, 1979)

Paris 5:59: Théo & Hugo (Olivier Ducastel and Jacques Martineau, 2016)

Madeline's Madeline (Josephine Decker, 2018)

The Strays (Nathaniel Martello-White, 2023)

Here Is Always Somewhere Else (René Daalder, 2007)

The Weather Underground (Sam Green and Bill Siegel, 2002)

American Revolution 2 (Mike Gray, 1969)

Judas and the Black Messiah (Shaka King, 2021)

Underground (Emile de Antonio, Mary Lampson, and Haskell Wexler, 1976)

Saint Omer (Alice Diop, 2022)

Baby Ruby (Bess Wohl, 2022)

Welcome to Me (Shira Piven, 2014)

Clock (Alexis Jacknow, 2023)

Knock at the Cabin (M. Night Shyamalan, 2023)

Blue Jean (Georgia Oakley, 2022)

Soft & Quiet (Beth de Araújo, 2022)

Jesus' Son (Alison Maclean, 1999)

The Rehearsal (Alison Maclean, 2016)

Violent Playground (Basil Dearden, 1958)

Grizzly Man (Werner Herzog, 2005)

A Banquet (Ruth Paxton, 2021)

Jagged Mind (Kelley Kali, 2023)

The Night Porter (Liliana Cavani, 1974)

Good Boy (Viljar Bøe, 2023)

Sanctuary (Zachary Wigon, 2022)

Little Girl (Sébastien Lifshitz, 2020)

Séance on a Wet Afternoon (Bryan Forbes, 1964)

Massacre at Central High (Rene Daalder, 1976)

Summer of Soul (Amir "Questlove" Thompson, 2021)

Bad Things (Stewart Thorndike, 2023)

Still (Takashi Doscher , 2018)

Lake Mungo (Joel Anderson, 2008)

The Vanishing (George Sluizer, 1988)

The Ringleader: The Case of the Bling Ring (Erin Lee Carr, 2023)

Giants and Toys (Yasuzo Masumura, 1958)

Spoonful of Sugar (Mercedes Bryce Morgan, 2022)

Double Lover (François Ozon , 2017)

Hereditary (Ari Aster, 2018)

Bodies Bodies Bodies (Halina Reijn, 2022)

Don't Call Me Son (Anna Muylaert, 2016)

Great Freedom (Sebastian Meise, 2021)

Mother! (Darren Aronofsky, 2017)

The Mind of Mr. Soames (Alan Cooke, 1970)

The Bloody Child (Nina Menkes, 1996)

Bunker (Jenny Perlin, 2021)

Polytechnique (Denis Villeneuve, 2009)

Scouts Honor: The Secret Files of the Boy Scouts of America (Brian Knappenberger, 2023)

The Woodsman (Nicole Kassell, 2004)

Giant Little Ones (Keith Behrman, 2018)

The Killing of a Sacred Deer(Yorgos Lanthimos, 2017)

Nineteen Eighty-Four (Michael Radford, 1984)

Saltburn (Emerald Fennell, 2023)

Renaissance: A Film by Beyoncé (Beyoncé Knowles-Carter, 2023)

May December (Todd Haynes, 2023)

Free Chol Soo Lee (Julie Ha and Eugene Yi, 2022)

Girl (Lukas Dhont, 2018)

Queen of Hearts (May el-Toukhy, 2019)

Streetwise (Martin Bell, 1984)

System Crasher (Nora Fingscheidt, 2019)

Burden (Richard Dewey and Timothy Marrinan, 2016)

As Above, So Below (Larry Clark, 1973)

The Captive (Chantal Akerman, 2000)

Run Rabbit Run (Daina Reid, 2023)

Subject  (Jennifer Tiexiera and Camilla Hall, 2022)

Earth Mama (Savanah Leaf, 2023)

Woodshock (Kate Mulleavy and Laura Mulleavy, 2017)

Swept Away (Lina Wertmüller, 1974)

Meadowland (Reed Morano, 2015)

Brainwashed: Sex-Camera-Power (Nina Menkes, 2022)

La Ciénaga (Lucrecia Martel, 2001)

Zola (Janicza Bravo, 2021)

The Starling Girl (Laurel Parmet, 2023)

Night Comes On (Jordana Spiro, 2018)

Dance, Girl, Dance (Dorothy Arzner, 1940)

[thepenguinandthefiend]

Hartley's S/I List

I have so many S/Is because I get too confused using the same one over and over again and having to change the lore each time. Also, I just love thinking about character names.

Alastar O'Reilly (MCU) Ander Blackwood (MCU) Billy Snart (Flash) Bryn Bowen (Dead Boy Detectives) Cai (Lucifer) Cedar Allaway (Repo: the Genetic Opera) Charlie Aldana (Obliterated) Ciar Callaghan (Supernatural) Claude James (Scott Pilgrim) Cody Doyle (The Magicians) Conor Kennedy (Resident Evil) Devyn McKendrick (Supergirl) Drai Harria (Sandman) Eden Ryder (Arrow) Gael (Les Miserables) Hadley Parson (Check, Please) Harlow Woods (Preacher) Hemming Wolff (Blue Exorcist) Ilar-Gia (Guardians of the Galaxy) Izar McDevitt (In the Heights) Jase Thorn (AEW) Killian O'Neil (Umbrella Academy) King Eirian (Galaxy Express) Kurt Coghlan (Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency) Layne Miller (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) Lex Phaelyn (Hunger Games) Luca Fletcher (Dollhouse) Lucian de Rolo (Vox Machina) Lyall Kirby (WWE) Morgan Urbina (Marvel Comics) Niko Perry (DC Comics) Nolan Payne (Icebreaker) Olly Malone (Z-Nation) Palann (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) Prince Trystan (Disney) Quincy the Red (Our Flag Means Death) River Cassidy (Marvel Comics) Rowan Maximoff (Marvel Comics) Sage Archer (AEW) Salem Saxon (Doctor Who) Sawyer Mahoney (DC Comics) Siobhan Maddox (WWE) Tiernan Quinn (Brain Dead) Tierney Constantine (DC Comics) Toby Donne (Beetlejuice) Will Francis (WWE) Wyatt Rothschild (Jack of All Trades) Wynne Hardie (DC Comics) Zorion Roux (X-Men)

[ptbf2002]

My Top 10 Favorite 20th Century Fox Movies (2024)

#10 Home Alone

#9 Ice Age

#8 Ice Age 2: The Meltdown

#7 Ice Age 3: Dawn Of The Dinosaurs

#6 Ice Age 4: Continental Drift

#5 The Peanuts Movie

#4 Spies In Disguise

#3 Alvin And The Chipmunks (2007)

#2 Family Guy: Stewie Griffin: The Untold Story

And #1 The Simpsons Movie

Original Template: https://www.deviantart.com/jackskellington416/art/Top-10-20th-Century-Fox-Films-Meme-665656007

Home Alone Belongs To John Hughes, Hughes Entertainment, 20th Century Studios, Inc. The Walt Disney Studios, Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Disney Entertainment, And The Walt Disney Company

Ice Age (2002 film) Belongs to Michael Berg, Michael J. Wilson, Peter Ackerman, Blue Sky Studios, Inc. 20th Century Animation, 20th Century Studios, Inc. The Walt Disney Studios, Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Disney Entertainment, And The Walt Disney Company

Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs Belongs to Michael Berg, Peter Ackerman, Mike Reiss, Yoni Brenner, Blue Sky Studios, Inc. 20th Century Animation, 20th Century Studios, Inc. The Walt Disney Studios, Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Disney Entertainment, And The Walt Disney Company

Ice Age 4: Continental Drift Belongs to Michael Berg, Jason Fuchs, Blue Sky Studios, Inc. 20th Century Animation, 20th Century Studios, Inc. The Walt Disney Studios, Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Disney Entertainment, And The Walt Disney Company

The Peanuts Movie Belongs To Charles M. Schulz, Craig Schulz, Bryan Schulz, Cornelius Uliano, United Feature Syndicate, Inc. Andrews McMeel Syndication, Blue Sky Studios, Inc. 20th Century Animation, 20th Century Studios, Inc. The Walt Disney Studios, Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Disney Entertainment, And The Walt Disney Company

Spies In Disguise Belongs To Lucas Martell, Brad Copeland, Lloyd Taylor, Cindy Davis, Chernin Entertainment, Blue Sky Studios, Inc. 20th Century Animation, 20th Century Studios, Inc. The Walt Disney Studios, Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Disney Entertainment, And The Walt Disney Company

Alvin And The Chipmunks (2007) Belongs To Ross Bagdasarian Sr. Jon Vitti, Will McRobb, Chris Viscardi, Bagdasarian Productions, Dune Entertainment, RatPac Entertainment, LLC, Monarchy Enterprises S.Á.R.L. Regency Entertainment (USA), Inc. FOX 2000 Pictures, 20th Century Studios, Inc. The Walt Disney Studios, Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Disney Entertainment, And The Walt Disney Company

Family Guy: Stewie Griffin: The Untold Story Belongs To Seth MacFarlane, Gary Janetti, Chris Sheridan, Alex Borstein, Steve Callaghan, Sunwoo & Company Co., Ltd. Fuzzy Door Productions, Inc. 20th Television Animation, 20th Television, 20th Century Fox Home Entertainment, Buena Vista Home Entertainment, Inc. Walt Disney Studios Home Entertainment, Disney Platform Distribution, Inc. Disney Television Studios, Disney General Entertainment Content, Disney Entertainment, FOX Broadcasting Company, FOX Entertainment, FOX Corporation, And The Walt Disney Company

The Simpsons Movie Belongs To James L. Brooks, Matt Groening, Al Jean, Ian Maxtone-Graham, George Meyer, David Mirkin, Mike Reiss, Mike Scully, Matt Selman, John Swartzwelder, Jon Vitti, Film Roman, LLC, Rough Draft Studios, Inc. AKOM Production Ltd. Gracie Films, 20th Century Animation, 20th Century Studios, Inc. The Walt Disney Studios, Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Disney Entertainment, And The Walt Disney Company

[garina]

And now I'm having to stop after just one episode because I need to scream about things. More flails for @kedreeva

I think part of the reason I'm reacting so strongly to Stranger Things is that it's one of the first totally new to me things I've watched in a long time. Everything else has been adaptations, or new stories in the same series, stuff like that. But this has made me write. I haven't done that for ages. The words have refused to cooperate. But now I'm posting for the first time in forever, and it may not be perfect or consistent, but I don't care (which may be a first).

Anyway, my reactions to episode 5...

First things first, Hopper may be angry and focused on finding Will, but part of him is really enjoying sneaking into the lab.

Definitely got these vibes at the beginning of the episode. Because he has a Purpose again. Getting the feeling that he was doing well in the city police but when Sarah died he understandably fell apart. So he was given the relatively high ranking post of Chief for a small town, where he wasn't going to have to deal with much beyond petty theft and drunk and disorderly. And I bet he resented the implication that he was being pitied. Which would not have helped the drinking and other self destructive behaviours.

I am having a lot of Hopper feels. And Callaghan needs a slap. Many slaps. And Powell gets one for implying that MH problems are contagious.

Everyone knows a Lonnie. Smooth talking pricks who gaslight you, accuse you of being overemotional and irrational, claiming they just want to help. Arseholes, all of them.

Mr Clarke rocks once again. He is seriously the best. And Dustin gets his chance to shine this episode, he's mostly been comic relief so far, but we get to see just how smart he can be.

Poor poor El. Lucas has every right to be really angry with her, but she is dealing with so much trauma they have no way of comprehending, and she can't communicate it. She wants to help them, but she also wants to keep the first people to be nice to her safe, and you know, not go anywhere near the terrifying monster that she knows about.

Steve is being unfairly cute again. Turning up, accepting that his behaviour was out of line and apologising, asking after Barb, offering Nancy a few hours to pretend things are normal again, with a movie he knows she'll like... and then accepting her reasons for saying no? He's trying to be a better person for her and it's adorable. (And the singing to make her smile)

If I was searching for a monster in a forest after sunset (which would never happen because dark forests scare the hell out of me), and I found a clue, I would make more effort to find my searching partner before crawling into an icky tree hollow. Even if I'd had a fight with him. (And they both make valid points in said fight. Still two judgy, judgy teens though.) Nancy has not worked out she's in a horror story yet. Although the awful face splitting monster should be a fairly big clue now.

The moment where Hopper finally gives Joyce that validation, that she's RIGHT, that things are bad but she was right that that wasn't her son in the morgue, and some really weird shit is happening. So many emotions. All the emotions.

No one is perfect. Everyone has flaws. These characters are so real, so believable. And I think things are about to get Bad. 'Goes to watch episode 6'

[painofhumanity]

NAME: Declan Matthew Callaghan

NICKNAMES: Dex, DK

D.O.B: March 9th

AGE: 25

FAMILY: Niamh O'Brien (grandmother), Lucas O'Brien & Ellie Callaghan-O'Brien (parents), Tessa Callaghan-Blake & Calvin Blake (aunt & uncle, foster parents)

TW: parental death, child neglect, child abandonment

Declan’s life began with death. His mother died bringing him into the world, and technically, he went along with her. The doctors weren’t able to save his mother, but they were able to save him. He was raised by his grieving father and his grandmother, who frequently told him stories about the fae, specifically about bean-síghe. Banshees. His grandmother was one, and apparently his mother had been, too. He was sensitive and intuitive, but his grandmother and dad were positive that he wasn’t one–banshees were known as wailing women, after all. Sometimes he swore he heard whispers, but he was hard of hearing, and his dad dismissed it as his hearing aids being on the fritz.

When Declan was twelve, he woke up in the middle of the night, screaming his neighbor’s name. No matter how many times he told him that something bad was going to happen, his dad insisted that it was just a bad dream. About a week later, their neighbor was rolled out of the house in a body bag. That made it a little harder to ignore. There were a few more instances like that, and eventually his dad and grandmother accepted the truth. And immediately wanted nothing to do with him. His grandmother insisted that it was unnatural for a boy to have inherited the banshee powers, and refused to be in the house with him. Declan’s dad, who’d never really tried to bond with him to begin with, was easily convinced to give him to his mother’s sister.

He was dumped on his aunt’s doorstep a couple of days later, with whatever he could fit in a backpack and duffel bag. It had been a long time since he’d seen her or her husband, but they welcomed him with open arms. Actually, despite the abandonment he felt, Declan was never happier. His aunt and uncle even went so far as to get them all into an ASL class so they could learn together; they thought it was important for Declan to have that, since he was hard of hearing.

His aunt and uncle tried to give him as normal a life as possible, but it was hard when he'd wake up screaming or leave the house sleepwalking in the middle of the night most nights. It got easier, as he grew up, but it was never easy. After high school, Declan went to nursing school.

[chez-mimich]

QUENTIN TARANTINO_CINEMA SPECULATION

Spesso mi dedico alla lettura di libri sul cinema scritti da storici del cinema, critici o registi e lo faccio quasi sempre in estate (senza una precisa ragione). Dire libri “sul cinema”, in realtà significa poco, poiché i libri assumono la fisionomia dei loro autori, più che quella dell’argomento trattato. Così un conto è leggere “Una volta” di Wim Wenders, “Scolpire il tempo” di Andrej Tarkovsky o magari “Zero Gravity” di Woody Allen, un altro conto è leggere un libro come “Cinema Speculation” di Quentin Tarantino. L’affermazione potrebbe sembrare ovvia, ma non lo è per il semplice motivo che “Cinema Speculation” è un libro completamente “sconclusionato” ed uso il termine nella sua accezione letterale. Non solo Tarantino non arriva a nessuna conclusione, ma non si sa nemmeno bene da cosa incominci. O meglio, cronologicamente inizia dal ricordo del piccolo Quentin, trascinato in polverosi cinema di Los Angeles dai propri genitori e costretto ad assistere a decine di film alla settimana, una ossessione che diventa in fretta passione. Il libro è un lungo ed interrotto monologo, molto crudo, come era ovvio che fosse, molto stimolante e pieno di informazioni sui retroscena delle sceneggiature, degli studios e anche ricco di pettegolezzi. Quasi un flusso di coscienza ininterrotto che ci fa percorrere i primi anni Settanta del cinema americano, quello che Tarantino imparò fin da bambino a conoscere, ma anche i classici degli anni Cinquanta e Sessanta. Interi ed intensi capitoli sono dedicati a film famosi che magari nella storia del cinema di qualità potrebbero anche occupare posti di secondo piano come “Bullit” di Peter Yates, con il leggendario Steve McQueen o “Ispettore Callaghan il caso Scorpio è tuo!” di Don Siegel, fino alla cosiddetta “New Hollywood” degli anni Settanta. Naturalmente nonostante la predilezione di Tarantino per l”Expoliation movie”, ovvero il cinema che mette da parte i valori estetico artistici e predilige azione e violenza, “Revenge movie” film con la vendetta finale del protagonista, e tutta una serie di “B-Movies” (perché di questo si tratta), qualche riconoscimento al cinema americano di qualità è presente, non solo a livello di singola pellicola, come per “Taxi Driver” di Martin Scorsese, ma anche a livello di scuole cinematografiche, come nel caso del cosiddetto “The Movie Brats”, (come fu battezzato dalle colonne del “The New Yorker” dalla leggendaria giornalista Pauline Keal), movimento che ebbe come protagonisti, oltre che a Scorsese appunto, anche registi come Spielberg, De Palma, Lucas e Coppola, una sorte di “Nouvelle Vague” americana che, oltre a guardare al cinema europeo, ammirava grandi personalità del cinema come Alfred Hitchcock, Hakira Kurosawa, Frank Capra, Carol Reed. Però è inutile nascondere che Tarantino sia attratto assai più da prodotti cinematografici meno raffinati che incentrano le loro tematiche sull’azione, fino ad arrivare ai sottoprodotti del cosiddetto “Snuff Movie”, ovvero il porno autoprodotto con ricatti e sgozzamenti finali. Del resto di questo si sustanzia anche il suo cinema, anche se attraverso la raffinatura della citazione colta che qualche volta sembra tuttavia un pretesto, sebbene ben orchestrato, per tornare a mostrare quello per cui il cinema americano degli anni Cinquanta e Sessanta è diventato famoso. Un libro non facile da leggere per i continui riferimenti a nomi di sceneggiatori, di aiuto sceneggiatori, di registi e aiuto registi, non sempre conosciutissimi, ma anche divertente per il linguaggio che si potrebbe definire colorito. Non amo tantissimo Tarantino regista, amo ancor meno il Tarantino scrittore: forse perché girare un film d’azione è cosa molto diversa da raccontare l’azione in un libro.

[writings-of-dumpy]

Separate Ways, Worlds Apart 7: ‘86, Baby

Warnings: none, just really sweet fluff and Eddie gets what he deserves

It was nearly nightfall before Eddie was able to be discharged from the hospital. When he, Rebecca, and Dustin went to leave, officer Powell and Callaghan were standing at the exit with their hands on their hips. 

“Edward Munson, you are under arrest for the murder of Chrissy Cunningham,” Powell began. 

“Are you serious?!” Rebecca protested as she watched Eddie’s hands be forced behind his back. 

“Really?! You’ve got to be shitting me,” Dustin chimed in. 

“What the hell is happening here?” a calm and deep voice said from behind them. Powell and Callaghan seemed to know the voice because they stopped their movements. Out from the shadows of nightfall, a tall man that wore a plaid shirt and a baseball cap stepped into the lobby of the hospital where Eddie was being accosted. Rebecca looked at the man’s square jaw and furrowed brows and couldn’t believe what she was seeing. 

“J-Jim?!” Powell gasped out. 

“Last I recall I don’t remember promoting you or quitting my current position,” Hopper said with a small smile. 

“Thank God you’re here, Hop…” Powell said with a sigh. “I can’t even begin to tell you all the shit that’s gone down…”

“I believe it. But first of all, how about you take the cuffs off of this poor kid? He’s been through enough,” Hopper told Powell. 

“The thing is, Jim… he killed two kids…” Callaghan said. Hopper raised a brow and glared at Callaghan. 

“Do you really still think that?” Hopper asked and gestured to the sky that was now dark and had a faint red glow to it that was exactly like the one Vecna had over his lair in the Upside Down. 

“Um… well… I, I guess not,” Callaghan said. Powell took the cuffs off of Eddie and Rebecca pulled him by his hand to safety next to her and Dustin beamed a shining smile. 

“Hopper, you son of a bitch,” Dustin said and hugged the older man while smiling. 

“Language,” Hopper mumbled as he hugged Dustin and nodded at Eddie and Rebecca. 

“Is Max here?” a soft female voice asked from behind Hopper. Dustin’s face dropped in shock and delight as he saw a girl wearing a large blue hoodie and white pants stepped out from behind Hopper. 

“El…” Dustin gasped out. The two younger kids embraced and Hopper cracked a small smile. 

“Hi,” a tall boy with a bowl cut said to Dustin. Behind Eleven and Hopper was a trail of people including Mike Wheeler, the Byers, and a boy who introduced himself as Argyle. Dustin and Eddie greeted their friends and shared tearful hugs and smiles. 

“Where’s Max and Lucas?” Will asked. 

“I’ll… I’ll explain on the way,” Dustin said and began to show them through the hospital.

As they were leaving, Rebecca and Eleven locked eyes and Rebecca smiled at her, but as soon as the two shared a smile, Rebecca’s vision went black and she could feel her body being pulled upward. She couldn’t hear or see anything and when she tried to call out, nothing came out of her. She felt weightless, like she was floating in space almost, but the air around her was thick like how it was in the Upside Down. Shivers went down her spine and she couldn’t shake a sinking, doomed feeling. 

Just as suddenly as her vision went black, it returned and she was plummeting to the floor. She felt a searing pain in her arm and then her body was held against a warm, firm chest with arms wrapped around her. She opened her eyes to see Eddie and Eleven looking at her with a mix of shock and confusion and from Eddie, concern. 

“The fuck was that?” Eddie asked. 

“Henry. He used her to see me,” Eleven said monotonously. 

“So he’s still alive? He’s out there waiting for you?” Will asked worriedly and gently touched the back of his neck.

“Sounded like he was challenging you, kiddo,” Hopper said and placed a protective arm on Eleven’s shoulder. 

“You okay, Becca?” Dustin asked as she started to sit up. She looked around and nodded hesitantly. 

“Oh shit, your arm,” Eddie commented and pointed to the large bruise that was blossoming on the outside of her forearm. 

“It’s fine, I’m fine,” Rebecca insisted. “What was that?” 

“Vecna used you to talk to El. Challenged her to come and find him,” Dustin said with deep concern as he looked at Eleven. 

“I hurt him before. This time, I can kill him,” Eleven said definitively and turned around to walk out of the hospital. Hopper and Will ran to follow her as Dustin took the rest of the group to see Max. 

“We should find Steve,” Eddie said. “Let him know some of his children are going to need some reining in.” 

Eddie helped Rebecca up after a chuckle and the two ventured through the hospital looking for Steve. After a few minutes, they found the large group in Max’s room. When they caught Steve’s attention, he walked over to them and he and Eddie shared a half hug before Steve fully embraced Rebecca. 

“You okay, you look completely wiped,” Steve said. 

“Well aside from the not sleeping for two days and being used as a puppet by Vecna, I think I’m…” Rebecca started and felt herself fading. The last thing she saw was falling, once again, into Eddie’s embrace. 

~Two Days Later~

Rebecca still couldn’t believe what was in front of her. She stood there in the cemetery in front of a tombstone that read “Here lies Christina Cunningham 1968-1986 Beloved daughter and dear friend taken too soon.” Rebecca had watched her die and now here she was looking at her best friend’s grave, but she was still in shock. It had been about 24 hours since Eleven had popped Vecna like a grape through a psychic fight that Rebecca was still hazy on the details about, but the gist was that Henry confessed over the radio to the killings and Eleven killed him. 

“They got him, Chris. Well, Eleven did anyway. You would love this little girl, she’s a total bad ass. I’m sorry I couldn’t save you, I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough… I hope you and Patrick are up there having a good time… Up there smiling and free. And dancing, of course. I know what love feels like now. Remember when you told me about love and how everything makes sense when you realize that the person you love loves you back? I felt that. It’s Eddie, of course. Of course I’d fall for the guy who drove me nuts for years, but you probably always knew it would be him. You were so smart, you could have done so much…” Rebecca spoke into the emptiness that surrounded her. Her eyes allowed a few tears escape as she continued, “I wish you were still here. I wish that I had the courage to tell Jason I didn’t love him. I’m sorry, Jason… you deserved better.”

“No he didn’t,” Eddie’s voice said from a few feet away. Rebecca wiped her eyes and turned to him as he approached. He continued, “He didn’t deserve better because you are the best anyone could ever have, and Jason knew that. He did, and in the end he was so blinded by his rage and twisted mind that… well, he’s better now.” Eddie’s arms wrapped around her in a close hug. She smiled into him and held on for a moment. 

“How much else did you hear?” she asked and pulled away gently. 

“Enough to know that you need someone here with you,” Eddie said tenderly and placed a hand on her cheek. “Whenever you’re ready, we can go, okay?” 

Rebecca nodded and took another moment to set down the flower she had brought onto Chrissy’s grave and after a moment, she and Eddie left to greet Robin, Steve, Nancy, and Johnathan at the Wheeler’s to divvy up donations. 

“Did you see that the school is rolling graduation and prom into one this year? Like obviously it won’t be a huge thing at the school, but a whole bunch of people in Chicago wanted to give the seniors a decent graduation and prom, so they’re letting us have our ceremony and our prom at this huge banquet hall in Chicago!” Nancy said excitedly. 

“Oh wow, really? How do you know?” Rebecca asked as they hauled boxes of toys, clothes, and bedding out to the car. 

“I got a call from the principal. You’ll probably get one to. You were on track to graduate, right?” Nancy said.  

“Yeah, I was,” Rebecca smiled. She looked over at Steve, Eddie, and Wayne who were all loading the heavier boxes into Wayne’s truck. Rebecca’s mom and dad were less than pleased when finding out that Steve had allowed the Munsons to stay with them until their trailer was fixed, but couldn’t argue with the logic; the Harrington had a fully furnished basement and Wayne and Eddie had nearly no possessions, so they both fit perfectly. And after Rebecca batted her eyes a few times and told her parents how heroic Eddie was, they couldn’t say no. 

That evening, a phone call came through and Rebecca almost thought it was Chrissy. Their lives had a more normal feel now that Vecna was gone, but little things like that still stung. Steve was sat at the dining room table flipping through the paper and their mother was making dinner in the kitchen. 

“I’ll get it!” Rebecca chirped and answered the phone that hung on the wall opposite Steve. “Harrington residence, this is Rebecca speaking,” she said into the phone. 

“Hello, this is Principal Higgins calling to invite you to a special graduation ceremony for all of the senior class of 1986. Parents and friends are invited to come, but we ask that each graduate limit their guests to four additional people. In addition, the city of Chicago relief fund has generously provided a banquet hall for senior prom to be held that evening,” the recorded call said and Rebecca wrote down the information and the number to call with questions. Before she said anything, she called the number and after a few rings, the school’s secretary picked up.

“This is Miss Charlotte, how may I help you?” the sweet elderly woman asked. 

“Hi, this is Rebecca Harrington and I just got a call about a graduation and prom for the seniors of Hawkins High and I was wondering… is it all seniors? Like, regardless of grades?” Rebecca asked. Steve, who was sitting at the table looked up at her and raised a brow. 

“Yes, all seniors. The administration decided that given the circumstances, it was best not to hold any seniors back this year,” she said sweetly. Rebecca smiled widely. 

“Even Eddie? Eddie Munson that is. I ask because he’s staying with me and my family since his trailer got destroyed and I want to let him know,” Rebecca said. Steve smiled to himself at the table and continued to look through the paper. 

“Oh, yes, especially him. Please extend the invitation to him and the administration’s sympathies for the loss of his home,” she said emphatically. 

“Great, thank you!” Rebecca said and hung up the phone. 

“Good news?” Steve asked and Rebecca beamed at him. 

“Is Eddie downstairs?” Rebecca asked him. 

“Yeah, and Wayne’s watching TV with dad,” Steve said. 

“Great!” Rebecca said and bounced toward the basement. She opened the door to the basement and walked down the stairs. She heard Eddie gently strumming on his guitar and humming along to the melody. Rebecca stopped and admired him for a moment at the bottom of the stairs, but he opened his eyes and smiled at her from where he was sat on the couch. 

“Hello there. See something you like?” Eddie joked. Rebecca giggled and sat next to him with a bright and elated smile.  

“I have some amazing news for you. The principal called and guess what? You get to graduate! And they’re throwing a prom, too!” Rebecca said excitedly. She was thrilled that this was happening and she was even more thrilled that she was the one to tell him.

Eddie’s face lit up and he smiled brighter than he had in several days. He set the guitar aside and quickly embraced her with his arms secured around her waist and head buried in her neck. He squeezed her gently and Rebecca let out a laugh as she wrapped her arms around his neck. 

“I finally get to graduate… I knew this would be my year,” Eddie said confidently. Their cheeks brushed as they let each other go and the contact made Rebecca’s face heat up. She blushed as she looked at him and his gaze on her was one of gentle affection. His hands didn’t leave her, but lingered for a moment behind her head, then the side of her face. Just as he was about to pull away, Rebecca held his hand there for another moment as they gazed deeply into each other’s eyes. 

“You know, we, uh… we never really did get to talk,” Eddie stammered. 

“About what?” Rebecca asked with a quizzical expression. Eddie’s cheeks turned a light shade of red and he bit down on his lip gently. 

“About… about us,” Eddie said. Rebecca smiled tenderly at him and Eddie’s expression was a complicated one now. He looked hopeful, but slightly confused and sad, disappointed maybe? He continued, “I know that we went through a lot and I still feel uh, very deeply for you. I know I’m not much and I can’t offer you popularity or a fancy car or anything, but I… uh… I still want to be yours. I know it’s dumb as hell and I’m a complete moron for even saying this, thinking it even, but… I selfishly want you to be mine.”

“You’re right, we didn’t get to talk much about us, and I’m not sure there’s much left to say other than I want to be with you, too,” Rebecca said with a soft smile. “Did you really think that I wouldn’t? After what we’ve been through and how well I know you now?”

Eddie let out a chuckle and rubbed his thumb against her face gently. “It was a worry. You’re WAY out of my league.” 

Rebecca’s brows furrowed and she quickly leaned upward and kissed his lips firmly. When she pulled away, his look had melted into one of pleased shock and adoration. 

“I want you, Eddie. Make no mistake of that,” Rebecca said. At her words, Eddie’s eyes looked her up and down and he licked his lips with an expression that Rebecca hadn’t seen from him before. His eyes lingered at her chest for a moment, then completed their journey back up to her face. She remembered the last time he had done this and his look was one of condescending judgement, but now his expression was unrivaled desire.

“Yeah?” he breathed out and placed his forehead on hers gently.

“Yeah,” Rebecca said with a small and delicate smile. Eddie slowly but purposefully leaned in and planted his lips on hers in a kiss that Rebecca got lost in. She didn’t know how much time she had spent kissing Eddie and she didn’t really care. They pressed themselves impossibly close together and Eddie’s hand found its way to the back of her head to support it gently as their tongues and lips explored each other. 

Their moment was interrupted by an uncomfortable clearing of the throat sound from behind Rebecca. They separated and Rebecca turned to see Steve standing uncomfortably at the bottom of the stairs. 

“Mom says dinner is ready,” Steve said. Rebecca blushed and stood up, then walked past Steve. She heard Steve stop Eddie and talk to him in a stern, low voice. “Listen, man. You better not hurt her or I swear I will find a way to throw you back into the Upside Down permanently.”

“If I hurt her, I’ll throw myself back in,” Eddie said lowly. Rebecca pretended she couldn’t hear them as she reached the top of the stairs and smiled to herself. 

~*~

The day was finally here. After three long weeks, Rebecca and Eddie were getting ready to graduate and walk across the stage with their diplomas, and later that night, Steve, Nancy, Robin, Johnathan, Rebecca, and Eddie would all attend senior prom. Rebecca had always imagined these events with Chrissy and Jason by her side, but doing Robin’s makeup in the morning felt just as right. The three girls had shared a hotel room next to the boys’ room with the Wheelers, Joyce, Will and Jim, and Wayne each having their rooms. 

“Kind of awesome that we get to have such a celebration after everything. Weird that we’re like the only ones who know the truth,” Robin said as Rebecca gently applied the blush to her cheeks.

“Yeah, it’s weird, but it’s better this way. And the town will be back to normal before we know it. Especially now that El closed all the gates,” Nancy said after finishing her lipstick application. 

“Perfect. Not too much but enough for you to not look dead, just like you wanted!” Rebecca said to Robin with a smile. Robin looked in the mirror and smiled widely. 

“I don’t know what kind of witchcraft this is, but I look great,” Robin said. Rebecca giggled and fixed her curls in the mirror before slipping on her flats for the graduation ceremony. 

“Ladies, are you ready? You have to be lined up at McCormick place soon!” Ted Wheeler said with a groan outside the door. Rebecca and Nancy shared a humorous look and the three of them grabbed their green gowns and caps as they walked out of the hotel room. Rebecca smiled at her mom, dad, and Steve who were all beaming. Rebecca’s mother was already on the verge of tears. 

“Mom, you promised not to cry until AFTER the ceremony,” Rebecca protested. 

“Let me just get a few pictures before we head out, okay? Stand with your brother,” she instructed. Rebecca was barely able to acknowledge Eddie looking at her with fondness from across the hallway as she was pulled to take pictures with Steve, Steve and Robin, Nancy and Robin, and all five graduates (even though Johnathan technically graduated from a different school) together by Mrs. Wheeler, her mother, and Mrs. Byers. Eddie gently draped his arm over Rebecca as they posed for the group picture and Rebecca smiled up at him. His hair was pulled back into a loose and low ponytail that trailed down his back. He wore a long-sleeved cotton shirt and a pair of not ripped jeans. It was clear that he wasn’t dressed as nicely as Rebecca or the rest of the graduates, but he put some effort into his outfit. 

“You look really nice, Eddie,” Rebecca complimented with a smile. 

“Thanks. Not wearing anything special since we have to wear those, uh.. hideous gowns the whole time anyway,” Eddie said with disgust. 

“So we’ll be blessed with Eddie dressed up tonight, then?” Rebecca hoped with a sly grin. 

Eddie grinned and let out a small chuckle. “Maybe.” 

“Okay, let’s go kiddos,” Rebecca’s dad said and the group filed out of the hallway and down to the tunnel that connected the hotel to the convention center. After about ten minutes of shuffling, all of the seniors were lined up in a large room and the parents and siblings were waiting in the adjacent ballroom. Rebecca was nowhere near her friends with Nancy toward the back of the line, Robin nearly at the front of the line and Eddie somewhere between Rebecca and Nancy. Rebecca adjusted her cap just before the music started and the graduates were directed to sit. Rebecca barely paid attention to anything the principal was saying in the ceremony, her mind was focused in the small gold necklace in her pocket. She knew Chrissy’s parents couldn’t bear to attend the graduation ceremony, but Rebecca couldn’t stand the day without something to honor or remember Chrissy with. 

“There are many empty seats today due to the tragedy that befell Hawkins. I’d like to thank the Chicago Fire Department, the Red Cross, and McCormick Place executives for allowing our seniors the chance to have a normal graduation and prom later tonight. I’d like to take a moment to recognize those who could not be here with us today starting with a shining light that was snuffed out too soon, Christina, or Chrissy as she was known to her friends, Cunningham,” Principal Higgins said. 

Rebecca saw the screen behind the principal project Chrissy’s yearbook photo and for a moment Rebecca forgot where she was. She saw Chrissy’s bright and smiling face and couldn’t stop her eyes from welling up with tears. She hung her head and gripped the necklace that was in her pocket. She felt a comforting hand on her shoulder from behind her and she turned around to see that Eddie was seated nearly directly behind her. She smiled and thanked her classmates for having the perfect amount of H, I, J, K, L, and M names to allow this seating arrangement. Eddie smiled at her softly for a moment and the principal had moved on. Rebecca recognized almost all of the faces, but she only truly knew Jason, Patrick, and Andy from the rest of the pictures and names said. On a somber note, the graduation began. Rebecca was grateful that the ceremony didn’t drag and when it was time for her turn, Principal Higgins handed her the diploma with a smile drenched in pity. 

“Congratulations, Miss Harrington,” he said. She smiled and nodded as they shook hands and Rebecca went back to her seat just in time for her to watch Eddie, ever the performer, flipped off the principal and held his hands up victoriously as he made his way back to the seat. Principal Higgins shook his head and shrugged, and Rebecca was grateful for him being a good sport about Eddie’s antics. After the town had falsely accused him of murder, he could get away with a lot more these days.

When everyone had taken their turn walking the stage, the students ceremoniously moved the tassel over and tossed their caps to the ceiling which was, fortunately, very high. Rebecca smiled and turned around to face Eddie, who was climbing over the chairs that separated them with a huge smile. 

“We did it, baby!” Eddie cheered. With his smile, he held her face in his hands and kissed her deeply. She smiled into the kiss and draped her arms around Eddie’s neck. She felt his arms grip her tightly and soon she was lifted up and spun around in a circle while Eddie’s joyous laugh filled her ears. She laughed along with him as he gently set her down and the crowd around them started dispersing in all directions.  

“I’m so proud of you, Eddie,” Rebecca told him. He blushed slightly and shook his head. 

“I got lucky. Really lucky,” Eddie said. The pair clasped hands together and found Nancy and Robin on the edge of the crowd standing with the same group they had entered with. Rebecca’s mom was sobbing and whimpering as she opened her arms up to hug her daughter. 

“I’m so proud of you…” she blubbered out. 

“Thanks, mom,” Rebecca said and hugged her mother back. She watched Eddie walk over to Wayne, who was almost as emotional as Rebecca’s mother, and hug Eddie close after saying something Rebecca couldn’t hear. Rebecca’s heart melted at the sight and she walked over to the pair when they separated. Wayne smiled at her and opened his arms for a hug and Rebecca happily obliged. She and Wayne hadn’t spoken much, but he seemed to love Eddie like his own son and for that she was grateful to him. 

After the ceremony was well over, Rebecca, Nancy, and Robin were back in their hotel room preparing for the prom dance that was to take place in a few hours. Nancy had insisted on making a big deal of the whole thing citing that this would only happen once and that it’s a milestone. Rebecca agreed and was excited. 

“So you and Steve? I thought you guys were just friends?” Nancy asked Robin as they all applied mud masks to their faces. 

“Oh, we are. This is not a romantic thing, like, at all. I just… I didn’t have a date and I didn’t want to go alone or as the only one not in a pair since you and Johnathan have been a thing and now Becca and Eddie are a thing… Not that Steve and I are a THING, but tonight we’re going together and I actually think it’ll be good for him to go to prom again because he always talks about how his prom was so boring and he was miserable because he wanted to go with… well he didn’t go with the girl he liked at the time,” Robin rambled. Rebecca raised a brow and concluded that Steve was not only a wonderful friend, but he desperately wanted to be back with Nancy. Rebecca felt bad for her brother and looked at Nancy, who seemed to also understand that Steve wasn’t over her. 

“Yeah, he… he mentioned something like that,” Nancy said and sat down. 

“What?! When? What exactly did he say?” Rebecca asked and sat next to Nancy with wide and intense eyes. If Steve had said something then that means Nancy had said something and the nosy side of Rebecca wanted to know. 

Nancy scoffed with her head cast down and a side smile. “He just… In the mobile home he told me about this nightmarish dream he has of having like six kids and traveling around with them.”

Robin sat down on the other side of Nancy and mirrored Rebecca’s expectant look. 

“And?” Robin encouraged. 

Nancy took a deep breath and then continued, “Later, in the Upside Down, he told me… he told me that he wanted me to be there with him in this fantasy. Like he wanted me to be his wife and mother of his kids.” 

“Wow… that’s basically a marriage proposal from Steve,” Rebecca said with a small laugh. 

“I know… I just… Johnathan is here and it’s just this weird transition for us and things are just complicated right now.” 

“Well, how do you feel about Steve? Compare that to how you feel about Johnathan, and you’ll have your answer,” Rebecca said recalling a time when Chrissy gave her the same advice when both Andy and Jason were planning on asking her out. Nancy thought for a moment and her eyes went wide. 

“I’m glad it was Steve with us in there, Robin,” Nancy said quietly. 

“Then I think you have your answer,” Robin told her and Rebecca smiled knowing how thrilled Steve would be knowing that Nancy returns his feelings. 

“Enough about me. How did you convince Eddie of all people to go to prom?” Nancy said with a shake of her head and looked at Rebecca. 

“He actually asked me, I didn’t have to do much. Like the day after I told him about it, he comes upstairs with those puppy dog eyes and a rose and asks if he can take me to prom,” Rebecca said recalling the hope in Eddie’s brown eyes and the pleading smile he wore when he was stood outside her bedroom. 

“You have that man wrapped around your finger,” Robin said with a dumbfounded look. “Are you two in a secret witch coven dedicated to enslaving men to their passion for you? You know I suspected that cheerleading might be a form of witchcraft,” Robin said. 

Rebecca and Nancy looked at each other in disbelief then laughed loudly. “You have no clue about men, do you?” Nancy said through giggles. 

“Well… no. Not really. I don’t think I’ve ever had a reason to or will ever, frankly,” Robin said with a shrug. Rebecca looked at her quizzically for a moment, then felt a wave of realization wash over her. Robin had no interest in men whatsoever and suddenly so much about her and Steve’s friendship made sense. 

“What do you mean? You’ll find a nice man one day. He’ll be lucky to have you” Nancy encouraged with a gentle squeeze to Robin’s hand. Rebecca raised a brow at Nancy and looked between her and Robin to gauge Robin’s comfort level. 

“Thanks, Nance. I’m okay without, though,” Robin said with a plain smile. Nancy looked concerned for a moment, but her face slowly faded into one of understanding. 

“Oh. Well… is there someone that you WOULD like to be with?” Nancy asked. 

“Promise not to tell?” Robin asked with an awkward smile. 

“Of course! You’ve been hanging around Steve too much, you need other opinions on your love life aide from his, you know,” Rebecca joked. 

Robin laughed lightly and said, “Her name is Vickie.”

“The redhead trumpet player?” Nancy asked. Rebecca was impressed that she knew what the school band members looked like. 

“Yeah. I guess her hair is more strawberry blonde than a true red, but… yeah,” Robin said with a twinkle in her eye. 

“Well we have to make sure that you look absolutely stunning so that she will get her head out of her ass and fall in love with you if she hasn’t already,” Nancy promised. 

“I know just the eyeshadow,” Rebecca said picturing Robin in a shimmery purple shade on her eyelids. 

The three had a jovial time getting ready together and Rebecca thought she’d do something slightly different with her makeup tonight. Her dress was a scarlet red with rhinestones along the v-neckline and straps. She had picked the dress out after seeing a few posters of Eddie’s favorite bands that he was looking at in a record store and while none of them were wearing dresses, she thought this dress resembled the style at least a little bit with a short and very full skirt with split chiffon short sleeves. She lined her eyes slightly thicker than she would for cheerleading and put on a bold red lipstick. 

“Wow, you look like a bombshell,” Nancy said when Rebecca stepped out of the bathroom. 

“Yeah, it’s different for you, but it looks fantastic,” Robin agreed. 

“You think Eddie will like it?” Rebecca asked with an insecure smile. 

“Oh yeah,” Robin assured. 

“Shall we, then?” Nancy said and motioned toward the door. Rebecca had deja vu from this morning as her mother once again demanded that she pose for pictures outside the door with Steve and her friends. Partway through the photo shoot, Rebecca saw Eddie step out of he and Wayne’s room wearing a full black suit, black dress shoes and his hair down and curls tamed to perfection to frame his face. Rings adorned his hands and in them was a small clear box that held a corsage comprised of a red rose and black ribbon. He turned around and their eyes met for a moment before he walked over to her.

“I got this for you, I hope you like it,” Eddie told her. “You, you look beautiful.”

Rebecca blushed and gently took the corsage from him and placed it on her wrist. “You look very handsome.”

The ballroom was decorated beautifully and captured the “Night Under the Stars” theme with twinkling lights and deep blue curtains. The room was full of music and many students dancing to the upbeat tune of a-ha’s “Take On Me” as the six of them entered the room. Steve pulled Robin onto the dance floor and Rebecca watched as Robin stumbled and awkwardly danced with Steve. 

“We’re going to go get our photos done, we’ll meet up with you in a bit!” Nancy said as she and Johnathan scurried off to the edge of the room where a photographer was taking pictures at a photo booth. 

Rebecca looked at Eddie with a small smile. His expression was one of slight discomfort if not also overwhelmed. Rebecca gripped his hand in hers and blocked his vision by standing in front of him. He could easily see over her, but his gaze met hers. 

“Are you okay?” she asked him. 

“Yeah, I just… I’m not used to this sort of, um… thing,” he said and held her hand. 

“You’ve never been to a dance?” Rebecca asked almost in shock. 

Eddie shrugged. “My friends have gone but I’ve never gone with them because of either grades or they had dates and I didn’t, or I couldn’t afford a suit.”

“Oh… Well, we’re going to have fun. You wanna dance?” Rebecca said. 

“How do you dance to this…?” Eddie asked with a brow raised.

Rebecca laughed. “Well how would you dance to anything? You move your body to the music.”

“Normally I just move my head, but this is very much not head banging music,” Eddie said. Rebecca rolled her eyes and shook her head, then pulled Eddie to the dance floor. The upbeat techno music mixed with the vocal range the singer has in the song produced a freeing and lighthearted energy in the room and Rebecca started to dance. She moved with the music and didn’t much care if her moves were smooth or anything, she just danced. She saw Eddie nod his head along with the beat and awkwardly wiggle his legs a little bit. Rebecca grabbed his hands and danced with him for the rest of the song and had him mirror her movements. The pair were laughing by the end of it as Eddie’s stiffness waned. 

“See? That was fun, wasn’t it?!” Rebecca said and another song started to play that Rebecca didn’t recognize. 

“Yeah, it was. Workout, though,” Eddie panted as he caught his breath. Rebecca smiled at him and they made their way to the refreshment table. 

“Eddie?!” a young male voice said from a few feet away from them at the punch table. Eddie’s head whipped around and Rebecca followed his gaze to see two boys that she recognized as part of Eddie’s friend group. 

“Jeff, Henry! Hey, guys,” Eddie said with a smile and went to pat them both on the back with a side hug. 

“We thought you were dead, man…” Jeff said with a relieved sigh. “And you walked the stage this morning but then we couldn’t find you anywhere.”

“That was so bad ass, flipping off Higgins like that,” Henry chuckled. 

“Oh, yeah, I ran like hell out of there,” Eddie laughed. The three shared in the laughter and Jeff’s gaze turned sour at seeing Rebecca standing closer to them. 

“What are you looking at?” Jeff demanded harshly. Rebecca raised her brow at him and was about to retort with an ego-bursting insult, but Eddie cut in. 

“Hey, don’t talk to her like that, okay?” Eddie defended. Rebecca’s lips twitched upward in a smile and he heart fluttered at Eddie placing his fingers on Jeff’s shoulder to push him away slightly. Jeff and Henry’s eyes went wide and they looked at Eddie in disbelief. 

“She’s one of THEM, Eddie. The dark side, remember?!” Henry said. 

“Well, not exactly. I, um… She’s my girlfriend,” Eddie said and beckoned Rebecca to his side. Rebecca allowed him to tuck her under his gentle embrace to his side as Jeff and Henry’s jaws nearly dropped to the floor. 

“Eddie, did you hit your head while running from the cops? Or during the Earthquake?” Henry asked. 

“Yeah, she’s Jason’s lackey,” Jeff said. 

“Not anymore. And Jason’s dead,” Rebecca told him. 

“I knew you thought she was hot all these years, but I didn’t think you two would actually get it on…” Jeff said with a shake of his head. 

Rebecca looked up at Eddie with a sly smile. Eddie gave Jeff a warning look, then Henry and Jeff shut their mouths purposefully. The music changed to a lower beat, and Rebecca recognized “Can’t Fight This Feeling”’s piano chords. 

“We’ll catch up later, guys. Wanna dance?” Eddie asked Rebecca with a soft smile. 

“Yeah,” Rebecca smiled. Eddie took her hand and led her to the dance floor. He glanced around the room nervously before gently placing his hands on her waist. Rebecca smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. They had never danced before, and Rebecca could sense how nervous Eddie was. She smiled and placed a hand on his cheek gently to draw his focus back to her. 

“Hey, don’t worry about anything. I’m here. I know this isn’t your usual scene, but I want you to have fun tonight,” Rebecca said. Eddie smiled and leaned his head into her hand with closed eyes. They swayed gently to the music and Rebecca felt the world around them slowly slip from her perception and she could only give Eddie her attention. 

“I am having fun,” Eddie told her after a beat. “I like being with you.” 

Rebecca smiled. “I’m glad.” 

“It’s true, what Jeff said… I had a big ass crush on you,” Eddie chuckled. 

Rebecca laughed with him and shook her head. “I’m glad you did. I think I might’ve, too, through the annoyance.” 

“Can’t promise I won’t still annoy you,” Eddie said. 

“I know. And I can’t promise I won’t annoy YOU,” Rebecca told him. Eddie scoffed and smirked. His face fell and he looked at her more seriously. 

“What are we going to do now?” Eddie asked. Given his tone, Rebecca knew he wasn’t just talking about tonight. 

“We can figure it out. We don’t have to worry about that right now,” Rebecca told him. 

“But I… I can’t keep kidding myself with this. I want you for… forever. I don’t want to lose you, and I know you have all these schools that are lucky to have you and shit, but if you don’t want me beyond this summer, I… my heart can’t take it,” Eddie said. 

Rebecca’s eyes went wide and she thought for a beat about her future and couldn’t imagine it without Eddie. 

“I’m not leaving you. Whatever ones our way, we can do it together. I love you, Eddie. That’s not a feeling that just… goes away. I love you,” Rebecca told him. “We’re you worried that I didn’t feel as strongly as you do?”

Eddie sheepishly nodded his head. “I’m not a guy that gets lucky often, and that luck doesn’t last for much. You here with me looking hot as shit and dancing with me, I had to assume that my luck was running out.” 

“Eddie, my love, we’re just getting started,” Rebecca assured him. She smiled up at him and he mirrored her expression. Slowly and carefully, Eddie leaned down and their lips gently pressed together as they swayed. Eddie’s passion was evident in the kiss and Rebecca took it to the next level by pressing herself against him with her hands on the sides of his face. His arms held her close to his body and the two didn’t separate until they were gasping for breath and held their foreheads together. 

“Stay with me. Please,” Eddie begged. 

“I promise,” Rebecca told him with a heartfelt smile. Their lips met once more in a less passionate but just as meaningful kiss as the song ended. 

[wankerwatch]

Commons Vote

On: Immigration and asylum: Ten Minute Rule Motion

Ayes: 74 (97.3% Con, 1.4% Ind, 1.4% RUK) Noes: 49 (59.2% SNP, 16.3% LD, 6.1% Ind, 6.1% PC, 2.0% Lab, 2.0% WPB, 2.0% Green, 2.0% Alba, 2.0% SDLP, 2.0% APNI) Absent: ~527

Individual Votes:

Ayes

Conservative (72 votes)

Andrew Lewer Andrew Percy Andrew Rosindell Antony Higginbotham Bill Wiggin Bob Blackman Bob Seely Brendan Clarke-Smith Caroline Ansell Charles Walker Chris Grayling Chris Green Christopher Chope Danny Kruger David Evennett David Jones Dean Russell Desmond Swayne Eddie Hughes Elizabeth Truss Gordon Henderson Graham Stuart Greg Smith Heather Wheeler Henry Smith Iain Stewart Jack Brereton Jacob Rees-Mogg James Davies James Grundy Jane Hunt Jane Stevenson John Hayes John Redwood John Stevenson John Whittingdale Jonathan Gullis Jonathan Lord Julian Lewis Julian Sturdy Karl McCartney Kevin Foster Lia Nici Marco Longhi Mark Pawsey Martin Vickers Miriam Cates Neil O'Brien Nick Fletcher Nigel Mills Paul Scully Pauline Latham Philip Davies Philip Dunne Philip Hollobone Rachel Maclean Richard Graham Robert Goodwill Robin Millar Sally-Ann Hart Sarah Atherton Sarah Dines Selaine Saxby Shailesh Vara Simon Clarke Steve Double Thérèse Coffey Tom Hunt Tom Randall Trudy Harrison Vicky Ford Will Quince

Independent (1 vote)

Andrew Bridgen

Reform UK (1 vote)

Lee Anderson

Noes

Scottish National Party (29 votes)

Alison Thewliss Allan Dorans Amy Callaghan Angela Crawley Anne McLaughlin Anum Qaisar Brendan O'Hara Dave Doogan David Linden Hannah Bardell Ian Blackford Joanna Cherry John McNally John Nicolson Kirsten Oswald Kirsty Blackman Marion Fellows Martin Docherty-Hughes Mhairi Black Owen Thompson Patricia Gibson Patrick Grady Philippa Whitford Richard Thomson Ronnie Cowan Stephen Flynn Steven Bonnar Stewart Hosie Stuart C McDonald

Liberal Democrat (8 votes)

Daisy Cooper Helen Morgan Munira Wilson Richard Foord Sarah Dyke Sarah Green Tim Farron Wera Hobhouse

Independent (3 votes)

Angus Brendan MacNeil Jeremy Corbyn Jonathan Edwards

Plaid Cymru (3 votes)

Ben Lake Hywel Williams Liz Saville Roberts

Labour (1 vote)

John McDonnell

Workers Party of Britain (1 vote)

George Galloway

Green Party (1 vote)

Caroline Lucas

Alba Party (1 vote)

Kenny MacAskill

Social Democratic & Labour Party (1 vote)

Claire Hanna

Alliance (1 vote)

Stephen Farry

[researchbuzz]

AI Governance New Zealand, Lucas Achtschellink, Conservation and Public Policy, More: Friday Afternoon ResearchBuzz, November 3, 2023

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[ID: A document. It is a list of British MPs, split into four columns and listed alphabetically in bulleted descending order.

The title "The 125 MPs who voted for a Ceasefire in Gaza, on Wednesday, 15th Nov. 2023" is at the top of the document in red writing.

The MPs listed in column 1 are:

Diane Abbott

Tahir Ali

Rosena Allin-Khan

Hannah Bardell

Paula Barker

Apsana Begum

Clive Betts

Mhairi Black

Paul Blomfield

Steven Bonnar

Deidre Brock

Alan Brown

Karen Buck

Richard Burgon

Dawn Butler

Ian Byrne

Liam Byrne

Amy Callaghan

Dan Carden

Alistair Carmichael

Wendy Chamberlain

Sarah Champion

Douglas Chapman

Joanna Cherry

Hywel Williams

Munira Wilson

Beth Winter

Pete Wishart

Mohammad Yasin

Daisy Cooper

Jeremy Corbyn

The MPs listed in column 2 are:

Ronnie Cowan

Angela Crawley

Stella Creasy

Jon Cruddas

Judith Cummins

Ed Davey

Martyn Day

Marsha De Cordova

Martin Docherty-Hughes

Allan Dorans

Peter Dowd

Sarah Dyke

Colum Eastwood

Jonathan Edwards

Julie Elliot

Tim Farron

Stephen Farry

Marion Fellows

Stephen Flynn

Richard Foord

Mary Kelly Foy

Barry Gardiner

Patricia Gibson

Patrick Grady

Peter Grant

Sarah Green

Margaret Greenwood

Fabian Hamilton

Claire Hanna

Neale Hanvey

Drew Hendry

The MPs listed in column 3 are:

Wera Hobhouse

Kate Hollern

Rachel Hopkins

Stewart Hosie

Rupa Huq

Imran Hussain

Christine Jardine

Afzal Khan

Ben Lake

Ian Lavery

Chris Law

Emma Lewell-Buck

Clive Lewis

David Linden

Rebecca Long Bailey

Caroline Lucas

Kenny MacAskill

Angus Brendan MacNeil

Khalid Mahmood

Rachael Maskell

Andy McDonald

Stewart Malcolm McDonald

Stuart C McDonald

John McDonnell

Conor McGinn

Anne McLaughlin

John McNally

Ian Mearns

Carol Monaghan

Layla Moran

Helen Morgan

Grahame Morris

The MPs in column 4 are:

John Nicolson

Brendan O'Hara

Sarah Olney

Kate Osamor

Kate Osborne

Sarah Owen

Jess Phillips

Anum Qaisar

Yasmin Qureshi

Bell Ribeiro-Addy

Lloyd Russell-Moyle

Liz Saville Roberts

Naz Shah

Andy Slaughter

Alyn Smith

Cat Smith

Alex Sobel

Chris Stephens

Jamie Stone

Zarah Sultana

Sam Tarry

Alison Thewliss

Owen Thompson

Richard Thomson

Stephen Timms

Jon Trickett

Valerie Vaz

Claudia Webbe

Philippa Whitford

Nadia Whittome

/end]

The mps the voted for a ceasefire

[kyseya]

what if the reader tries to call an Uber/family member to pick them up from the farm eventually but they wait till night time bc they can feel something is “slightly”(yeah right) off with the brothers

Since I imagine them being practically in the middle of nowhere, it would be hard to get a strong signal in the first place. Even though they can watch TV in the living room it’s harder to get a good connection on the phone.

(I don’t actually know anything abt phones or signals but this is my fic so it’s ruled by kyseya-logic)

But let’s say reader did get a call to go through to a friend or a family member. This would go differently depending on when she’s try to escape. If she’s try to do it early on/the first night then this would likely go down:

She’d make the call at night and whisper into the microphone as quietly as she could while trying to make herself heard. After retelling all the events to the other person on the line, they’d tell reader that they’ll be there as soon as possible. Unfortunately, it would be a long time until they’d be there since the farm was so far out. It meant she would have to find a way to stay out of trouble and survive. Not wanting to stay there, she gets dressed and packs her things into her bag again. Every move she makes is made with outmost caution. She wouldn’t want to wake them up, not when the consequences could be fatal.

After making sure she’s ready to go, she thinks it can’t hurt to wait a little longer to go. The rescuer wouldn’t be even close until hours later. It was late enough that the brothers should be asleep, but not early enough that they’d soon wake up.

Carefully making her way downstairs, she tiptoes over the floorboards. Thankfully none of them creaks as she walks on them. Finally, yes, the doors is so close! She will make it, she’ll be free! As the door comes closer, her excitement grows. Maybe she was worried about nothing. Getting out turned out to be a life of cake. These guys were probably not even that dangerous to begin with. Did she overreact? Perhaps. Was she gone stay there? No, definitely not. Even if reader doesn’t have proof, she trusts her gut and decides to leave.

Reaching for the handle, she turns it. What? Nothing happens. She tries opening it again. The door doesn’t move and inch no matter how much she pulls it. It’s locked. The horrifying reality sets in and has her panicking. What should she do? She can see a keyhole under the knob, so there is no way to unlock it form the inside without the actual key.

“Why are you running away?” A voice speaks from the darkness behind her.

Out form the shadows steps Lucas.

“Were we not good hosts? It that it?” His questions have an easy tone and seem simple, but if you looked into his eyes, you would be able to see amusement. Not the type you feel when riding a rollercoaster or watching yoru favourite movie: the sadistic kind. “It’s kinda rude to just take off in the middle off the night without saying anything. Please don’t be rude, it’s not pleasant for anyone.”

In his hand is a meat cleaver.

————

So yeah, if it was early in when reader came to the farm, they would most likely kill her. Even though both of them felt some kind of liking towards reader, they still wouldn’t know her enough to want to spare her. They can’t connect to her yet, you know.

If she tried to escape when she’d been staying at the farm for a while, then it would be different. I’m currently writing a fic on what would happen if the reader found out what’s inside their special barn, so that will add to this story. If she tried to escape by calling a friend/family member pretty much the same thing would happen as in the fic that will come out soon, so I won’t write anything more here.

That is all thank you.

[clochanamarc]

@mooncaught asked: [ shout ] ( from lucas !!! )

"YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON I CAN TURN TO" PROMPTS. (ACCEPTING!)

she's about to leave when she hears him. buried beneath layers of screams, destruction, sirens, and the swift, final descent of chaos upon the town. it'd take a hell of a lot more for her not to hear him, though, nor any of the kids for that matter. and the urgent terror in his voice... god help her, but the universe would want to work much harder to prevent her from going to him.

" now, miss, we're hoping to get some emergency resp-- HEY! " callaghan gets no further. aisling snatches the crowbar from the backseat of the cop car, and takes off. legs pumping, arms deftly negotiating with rubble and uncertain civilians. at one point, she has to use both the crowbar and a touch of power from the stone to propel herself across a wide crack that divides the hardware store. her heart pounds, her feet sprint, and while the second scream of her name isn't necessary to secure his location (she's at the end of the lane when the harrowed sound freezes her blood in her veins) it does urge her to slam the bar into the glass panes of the door, shattering them and splintering the panels to let her inside, just in time to see him crouched next to a collapsed wooden beam.

" lucas?! lucas, i'm here! are you hurt?! "

[bongaboi]

USA: 2022-23 CONCACAF Nations League Winners

There is little question as to which national team is the best men’s side in Concacaf.

The U.S. national left little doubt on Sunday night, registering a 2-0 triumph over Canada in the Concacaf Nations League final before a half-filled Allegiant Stadium in Las Vegas.

Chris Richards and Flo Balogun scored their first international goals as Gio Reyna set up both goals as the USA finished a perfect four days after dispatching Mexico quite handily in the semifinals on Thursday night, 3-0.

Reyna, however, never had an opportunity to add to his total in the second half as he was forced out of the match halftime after suffering an apparent right ankle injury. Luca de la Torre replaced him.

There also other heroes for the U.S., which defending the first CNL crown it earned in 2021.

Goalkeeper Matt Turner turned away four shots when Canada penetrated the Americans backline. Left back Antonee Robinson was outstanding as was Richards and Walker Zimmerman, who replaced an injured Miles Robinson at center back.

Right Joe Scally, in place of the suspended Sergino Dest (red card), played very well in the back on both sides of the ball. Scally had a strong attacking presence on the flank, picking his spots. After suffering an apparent injury while covering Alphonso Davies, the Lake Grove, N.Y. native was replaced by Austin Trusty in the 79th minute.

The USA also played without midfielder Weston McKennie, who also was red carded in the Mexico win.

It did seem the Americans missed McKennie or Dest, they were so dominant on Sunday night.

The USA started its youngest Starting XI in a final with an average age of 23 years and 314 days old. The Americans’ lineup used three 20-year-old players – Yunus Musah, Reyna and Scally – for the first time to start a final.

The Americans put together another full match, using their speed and well-timed passes to keep the Canadians off balance for a good portion of the night.

In contrast to the win over Mexico, Christian Pulisic did not make much of an impression in the opening half. But Reyna stepped up and assisted on both goals as the Americans grabbed a 2-0 lead.

They kept the pressure on Canada for a good portion of the opening half, winning several corner and free kicks, within striking distance.

The USMNT cashed in in the 12th minute when Richards headed home in a perfect corner kick from Reyna in traffic from yards for a 1-0 lead.

Reyna demonstrated he could do some playmaking from the run of play in the 34th minute as he threaded the needle to an onrushing Balogun, who beat goalkeeper Milan Borjan from eight yards on the right side for his debut goal in his second international appearance.

The Canadians came out pushing forward in the second half, but the U.S. regained possession and put pressure in its attempt to put the game away early on. Borjan saved a pair of Antonee Robinson shots in the 56th minute, parrying the first off of the crossbar for a corner kick, to keep the score at 2-0.

Turner had his moments as well. He denied Cyle Larin in the ninth minute and saved attempts by Stephen Eustaquio and Richie Laryea in the 37th and 39th minutes, respectively. Two minutes into the second half, the Arsenal keeper stopped Ismael Kone’s try.

With the USA winning a major confederation title, head coach B.J. Callaghan and his staff will set their sights on another one later this week. That’s when the USMNT starts its run in the Concacaf Gold Cup. There will be another American squad wearing the red, white and blue as it will face Jamaica in its group opener in Chicago on Saturday, June 24.

[bh6-fanfictionfeed]

Watching Worst Cooks In The Universe

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by KirstenPalacio4

Somebody Kidnap The Disney and DreamWorks Characters with magic and forced them to watch Hira's adventures, first one they watch is Worst Cooks in The Universe.

Words: 24, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Watching Their Series/Movies

Fandoms: Worst Cooks in America (TV), Original Work, Big Hero 6 (2014), Big Hero 6: The Series (Cartoon), Tangled (2010), Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure (Cartoon), DuckTales (Cartoon 2017), Sonic the Hedgehog (Live Action Movies), Ice Age (Movies), Meet the Robinsons (2007), Bolt (2008), Incredibles (Pixar Movies), Encanto (2021), Strange World (2022), Luca (2021), Onward (2020), Toy Story (Movies), Lightyear (2022)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Original Characters, Shrek (Shrek), Fiona (Shrek), Megan Cruz, Karmi (Big Hero 6), Grace Granville, Robert Callaghan, Donkey (Shrek), Dragon (Shrek), King Candy | Turbo (Disney), Wreck-It Ralph, Hiro Hamada, Mariano Guzmán, Ellie (Ice Age), Manny (Ice Age), Sid (Ice Age), Diego (Ice Age), Diego Cruz (Big Hero 6), Cass Hamada, Cassandra (Disney: Tangled)

Relationships: Original Male Character/Original Male Character, Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s), Fiona/Shrek (Shrek), Donkey/Dragon (Shrek), Alex/Gia (Madagascar), Hiro Hamada/Original Female Character(s), Tadashi Hamada/Honey Lemon, Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider/Rapunzel, "Abuela" Alma Madrigal/Pedro Madrigal, Félix Madrigal/Pepa Madrigal, Agustín Madrigal/Julieta Madrigal, Mariano Guzmán/Dolores Madrigal, Ellie/Manny (Ice Age)

Additional Tags: Teen Pregnancy, Characters Watching Disney Movies

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/DfQv0Ku

[red-does-art]

Coloured version of my inktober drawing.

Gabe (ginger girl) is mine

Lucas (behind Gabe, Callaghan (second ginger) and Nico (blonde in glasses) belong to my wonderful SO