#more like kim kyle jackson

[bananaactivity]

Kickin It X Lab rats???

Naw jk kinda…

Billy Unger was in Kickin it for realies as a Character called Brody. Technically he was a good guy by the end but I changed that so that he and Kai are literally besties. Like imagine how Jerry and Jack are. That’s what these two are like…. But evil

LMAOO I could’ve done this with Carlos and Jay, I probably will.

Kai is like way shorter then everyone else which is funny because he’s the most violent and the leader. He’s like an angry wet cat.

Here’s the info on the two

Kai

Kyle “Kai” Andrew Brewer:

18 yrs old Born: Oct 31

Leader of the White Inferno (Second degree Black Belt)

Wassabi Parallel: Jackson “Jack” Garfield Brewer

Catchphrases: “ You're gonna regret that…” “Weak Shit.” “Im leading a pack of dipshits.” “ Ill scramble your fucking insides” “ Oh this isnt fruit juice on my clothes ,trust me.” “ I'm the best of the best, If anyone says anything to the contrary I'll kill them”

An absolutely stacked martial artist who spent lots of his time training not just for revenge but for the love of it. He is a spicy guy who has fun while being a downright dangerous man. He can get along with anyone but would rather give them heart attacks with a mere glance. He rollerblades and plays bass guitar. He's strong and agile with a domineering presence and is down right bloodthirsty (He craves confrontation and validation, nothing makes him smile like beating people to bloody pulps LMAO) He's also an asshole, don't get it twisted he's a massive dick head. Literally look at him he is a JERK.

Dragon Relationships:

Carson: His second in command who he generally trusts and his sparring partner

Brody: Someone he knows is the actual second best but also knows that competition keeps him sturdy and likes him much more than Carson. That’s his literal bestie

Frank: An idiot who tests Kai daily and of whom he's had to man handle many times, still at least a good fighter

Arthur: An absolute quack at martial arts whose spot on the team is paid. He's funny though.

Wasabi Relationships:

Jack: Kais cousin of whom he considers a weak, traitor who he's NOT even with. He will absolutely crush him like a bug if given a chance.

Kim: A girl whom Carson is obsessed with.

Jerry: A dancing buffoon

Milton: A nerd who once hit him with a crab leg. That was unforgivable and Kai is plotting his murder.

Eddy: Someone almost as talentless as Arther

Brody

Brody Edvin Carlson:

18 yrs old Born: Aug 19

3rd Rank of the White Inferno (1st Degree Black Belt/ close to second degree)

Wassabi Parallel: Jeremiah “Jerry” Tomas Martineiz

Catchphrases: “I'M THE BEST! ME. ME. ME.” “Not my problem brochacho” “I WIN. YOU LOSE. I'M THE BEST. DEAL WITH IT.”

A tough disciplined Martial Artist who respects authority immensely. He has a high skill level mixed with natural talent and quick learning that makes him a force to be reckoned with. He holds back on Carson; in respect to how Kai placed the ranks. (He's obsessed with Kai fr tho, kinda a D rider tbh) He can act crazy and have fun but seriousness is typically required to maintain respect especially in front of the WW so that they feel inferior.

Dragon Relationships:

Kai: Literally Carson is obsessed with the man as he wants to be that revered and respected for his raw power and skill.

Carson: Someone Brody will do anything to one up and desperately wants his spot as second.

Frank: His sparring partner who he sees potential in

Arthur: A rich guy

Wasabi Relationships:

Jack: Enemy number 1 but still respects his talents.

Kim: Enemy number 2, no feelings were at play for what he did to her

Jerry: Enemy number 3, a goofball with no sense of respect or discipline

Milton:Enemy number 4, a nerd but focused

Eddy: Enemy number 5, someone not to be overlooked but no match for Brody

BESTIESSSS YASSSSSS

[voices-of-hope-county]

Are there, by chance, voice files of the female deputy actually speaking, or a name of the voice actor who recorded the sound effects?

The female Deputy never speaks, but it sounds to me like she has the same voice actor as one of the cultists. You can find a transcript of most of her lines in this document if you search for “CULT_FOLLOWER_FEMALE_05”. One of the Angels might be played by the same person too.

I know Randy Yuen did motion capture for the Deputy in general, and maybe the male Deputy has his voice, but there is no information about who played “CULT_FOLLOWER_FEMALE_05” and the female Deputy…

The actor’s name must be in the credits, however, so probably one of these people:

VOICE TALENT Doug Abrahams Marty Adams Claire Armstrong Ted Atherton Kailea Banka Carolina Bartczak Lawrence Bayne Bruce Blain Jesse Bond Sarah Booth Marc-André Boulanger Wyatt Bowen Paul Braunstein Kimberly D. Brooks Jason Bryden Nicki Burke Mark Camacho Braeden Clarke Lucinda Davis Stacey DePass Bruce Edwards Jake Epstein Jonathan Goad Amber Goldfarb Alain Goulem Rob Greenway Gavin Hammon Ian Hanlin Lauren Jackson Julianne Jain Mara Junot Helen King Jameson Kraemer Gabe Kunda Tristan D. Lalla Erica Lindbeck Erin Mathews James Mathis III Jon McLaren Scott McNeil Cynthia Kaye McWilliams Chimwemwe Miller Julie Nathanson Mayko Nguyen Peter Outerbridge Lindsay Owen-Pierre Giles Panton Christopher Parson Kristen Peace Murry Peeters Simon Lee Phillips Geoffrey Pounsett Claire Rankin David Richmond-Peck Cara Ricketts Kyle Rideout Charlotte Rogers Paula Shaw Jesse Sherman Ivan Sherry Howard Siegel Jonathan Silver Dylan Taylor Jeff Teravainen Brett Watson Jane Wheeler Dan White Scott Whyte Debra Wilson Kim Yarbrough Farid Yazdani

And there is a little more information about who played who on IMDb.

This is all I know for the moment... but I hope it helps :)

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Mako

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Coriolanus Snow

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Alois Trancy Ciel Phantomhive Sebastian Michaelis

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Jude Duarte / Cardan Greenbriar (Jurdan)

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Little Women

Theodore "Laurie" Laurence

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Sylus Zayne

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Night Manager, The

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Artem Wing Luke Pearce Marius von Hagen Vyn Richter

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Akashi Takeomi Haitani Ran Haitani Rindou Hanemiya Kazutora Kakuchou Kokonoi Hajime Sano "Mikey" Manjirou Sanzu Haruchiyo

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Choi Yeonjun

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Five Hargreeves

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Willy Wonka

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[wqbytop100]

WQBY

Top 100 for the week ending April 30, 2023

Pearls----Jessie Ware -1

Pwdr Blu----Kx5 -8

Where You Are----John Summit, Hayla -7

Submarine----Seeb, BANNERS, SUPER-Hi -10

Borderline----Tove Lo -6

Sparks-----MEDUZA, DEL-30, Mali-Koa -5

High Heels - Party Down Under-----Flo Rida, Walker Hayes, *Sam Feldt remix -12

If We Ever Broke Up----Mae Stephens -2

Just The Kinda Feeling----Yotto, Lost Boy -13

Here We Go Again-----Oliver Tree, David Guetta -19

Heaven-----Niall Horan -16

Sweet Goodbye----Robin Schulz, *Svidden remix -9

Something's Coming----Cheat Codes, Lady A -4

Reborn-----SIDEPIECE, *Kyle Walker remix -3

Crying On The Dancefloor----Sam Feldt, Jonas Blue, Endless Summer, Violet Days -30

Waterfall----Michael Schulte, R3HAB -64

Take Me Home----VAVO, Clara Mae -11

Lay Low----Tiesto -17

Gone (Da da Da)-----Imanbek, Jay Sean -14

Upside Down-----MEDUZA, Poppy Baskcomb -87

Hungry Hearts----Steve Aoki, Galantis, Hayley Kiyoko -18

Stereo----SUM SUN, Sly Chance -100

Left & Right----Ownboss, FAST BOY -26

Good Time----The Dare -37

Anyway----Cash Cash f/ Ruthanne -36

Church Outfit-----Poppy -62

Back To You----Lost Frequencies, Elley Duhe, X Ambassadors -61

Whistle-----Jax Jones, Calum Scott -34

Feels This Good--Sigala, Mae Muller, Caity Baser, Stefflon Don -44

Part Of Me----Cian Ducrot -20

Money On The Dash----Elley Duhe, Whethan -31

Unholy----Sam Smith, Kim Petras, *Disclosure remix -25

10:35----Tiesto -29

Lovesick-----Alan Walker, Sophie Simmons -23

Out Of My Mind----Little Image -31

Chasing Shadows----Alex Warren -27

Stay Above----Lukas Graham -39

Never Gonna Not Dance Again----Pink, *Sam Feldt remix -41

Red Lights----Lane 8, Emmit Fenn, *EMBRZ remix -33

Gimme That Bounce----Mau P -40

<>*Dancing All Alone----Morgan Page, TELYKAST -(re-entry)

<>*Sleepwalking----Matt Sassari, Goodboys -(re-entry)

River----Mylie Cyrus -48

You Know What I Need----PNAU, Troye Sivan -21

Lennon----ESSEL -22

Firewalk----Morgan Page, Lissie -45

Dancing's Done-----Ava Max -15

Run A Red Light-----Everything But The Girl -70

So Many Ways To Get Downtown---Proxima Parada -73

All Falls Down---Alonestar, Jethro Sheeran, Ed Sheeran, *Jethro Sheeran remix, *Cubism Dance mix -38

Everything You Have Done----GENESI, *MEDUZA remix -79

Bright Lights----Kx5 f/ AR/CO -80

Heart Wants What It Wants----Bebe Rexha -46

<>*Pegasus-----MEDUZA, Eli & Fur -(re-entry)

Hurt That You Gave Me----Cheat Codes, Brett Young -47

Tornado----HI-LO, (Oliver Heldens) -50

Rhythm Dust----MK & Dom Dolla -53

Sing Your Lullaby---R3HAB, Mike Williams -54

I Can't Wait---Tiesto, Solardo, Poppy Baskcomb -49

***SunKissing----Hailee Steinfield (new entry)

Hanging On----Bob Moses, *CRi remix -60

***Lost Souls-----Jeffery Sutorius, Jay Hardway -(new entry)

Back To You---Bob Moses, *Amtrac remix -61

Dancing In The Courthouse----Dominic Fike -28

Psychos----Jenny Lewis -66

Hooked----Sam Short -77

It's Euphoric----Georgia -65

Point Of No Return----Adam Port, Monolink -69

Love You Some More----Cevin Fisher -81

Mother----Meghan Trainor -84

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Sober----Ship Wrek -71

Chemical----Post Malone -74

Say Say Say----Kygo, Michael Jackson, Paul McCartney -72

***Jacare----Sofi Tukker (new entry)

Try Me----Jorja Smith -75

***Broken-----Isak Danielson, *Lost Frequencies remix (new entry)

***Change----LAUREL -(new entry)

***No One Knows We're Dancing----Everything But The Girl -(new entry)

***Too Many Things----The Linda Lindas(new entry)

***This Is What Losing Someone Feels Like----JVKE -(new entry)

Loving You----Cannons -78

***Don't Give Up---Zoe Wees -(new entry)

***I Will Fall-----Pet Shop Boys -(new entry)

On & On----Armin Van Buuren, Punctual, Alika -63

Makin Time----Sultan + Shepard, Julia Church -35

***Parallel Universe (That Should Be Me)----NIIKO & SWAE, Frawley -(new entry)

Born With A Broken Heart----Olivia O'Brien -85

Misbehave----Ship Wrek, Disco Lines -86

Drop Stop Roll----Rainbow Kitten Surprise -88

***Marching On----Greg Gould, *Dave Aude remix -(new entry)

***Sweat-----ESSEL -(new entry)

***Afraid Of The Dark-----TALK -(new entry)

Begin Again----Jessie Ware -91

Happy----NF -93

Waffle House----Jonas Brothers -92

I'll Be Around---Elderbrook -42

What's It Gonna Take-----Cheat Codes, Michael Tenpenny -43

Nervous System----JOSEPH -51

Can't Tame Her----Zara Larson -52

14Gone The One---INJI Different Kink Of Lonely---Camp Kubrick, Dom Diablo Flowers----Mylie Cyrus Tina----Vintage Culture, Bhaskar, Meca, The Vic Why Do I Hear Breathing-----Chri$tian Gate$ House All The Time----Biscits Flower-----JIDOO Crazy In Love----Dualities, Solar State, Gia Koka Mrs Hollywood-----Go-Jo Need Me Right----Anabel Englund A Milli----Lil Wayne, SIDEPIECE Don't Make Me Have To Come Down There----Dolly Parton Ghost Again----Depeche Mode No One Dies From Love----Tove Lo

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[sk3tch404]

Hoooh boy you're definitely not gonna be prepared for what Nonny and the Schneidermann's are wearing then, because Jesus Christ me and my friend truly went "the only people who would love you are the ones with more or equally atrocious fashion styles" with that one out of the way, let's start tame with Y/N because I forgot a key characteristic of hers :)

-Nothing much to say about Y/N, Beige stop that reveals her midriff and light blue shorts, BIG RED CLOWNSHOES WITH HEELS, also the thing I forgot was that she literally does not have a face and has to manually apply waterproof makeup so that she looks like a normal person everyday. The game starts off with her make up routine actually lmao I think it wasn't much of a problem for her, because most of her face was hidden thanks to her bangs anyway, but she still enjoys doing it

-Here comes our favourite Hackerman meow meow, so like, his outfits that I described before? Still pretty accurate, Mans got Black hoodie, though I think he has grey sweatpants instead of black pants, oh and also he's got BIG PINK BALLERINA SHOES WHOSE STRAPS GO O N T O P OF HIS SWEATPANTS AND END AT HIS LOWER THIGHS O_O I didn't describe them last time, partly because I totally forgot he had them until I saw his traditional character sheet and partly because I didn't see them in the game, since his sprite cuts off right above where the shoe straps end. So yeah, do with that information what you will. Also he had a straight up Lenny face at first, no eyecolor, just ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). Also also he wasn't 7 feet 8, he was 9' 2" O_O .

Extra quotes we wrote on his sheet: "giiirl, get back inda BASEMENT" "Are u lost, babeygrill?" "He's got NO lips!" "He's never gonna get a kiss kiss very UGLY!" "No kiss for him"

-J. Schneidermann (because writing his full name would clutter this already long ask oof) so, pink cap with a heart on it uwu. Straight up rainbow dash hair, except short, no face because he anime blushed too hard (he actually has one, unlike Y/N but we just didn't draw it) a long sleeved shirt that's various shades of blue and INTENSE shoulder spike (not horizontally, they go vertically up to his ears) green saggy ass pants that approximately reach his ankles and have GUTSCHI written on it (makes him look like a fucked up hamster ngl) lots of chains on his wrists and pants, ears are pierced, and the most notable detail, he has mismatched shoes that he shares with his cousin, one red high heel and one... black boot or black sneaker I can't tell. He's also smoking a red vape in the pic and has a gold chocker

-B. Schneidermann, black fluffy hair that apparently also covering his face because we didn't draw him one either (rip Schneidermann face enjoyers) mirroring his cousins general outfit, except we can actually see the divide between his legs with the red loose pants he's wearing, rainbow long sleeved shirt, I think he was also supposed to have the ridiculous shoulder spikes but they look more like a high collared cape that's reaaaaaaaally short instead, 1 gold bracelet on each of his wrists and smoking a golden vape too, wears the other part of the mismatched shoe pair. He's also holding a banana and a hotdog (I think it's a hotdog at least) also wears a silver choker

Btw if you're wondering what the hell is up with the Schneidermann shoes, it's inspired by another thing we had to do in German period, be basically got a story from a newspaper that we had to retell in another way, the story we got was "Asian man steals peoples left shoes" like, specifically only the left one, which reminds me that Kim Hojungseo would be shoe thief considering that we drew a shit ton of shoes on his sheet lmao.

Extra writing on Hojungseo's sheet: "I only listen to REAL music!" "Save the fucking turtles b-baka! ùwú" "how can mirrors be real, when our eyes aren't?" "Crying on the inside"

I think I'll probably yassify part of their designs, not too much tho, oughta stay true to their OG vibe after all 😔✊ also this felt like a My Immortal chapter with these lengthy character descriptions, still kinda feel that I don't do em justice, they rlly are the kinda character designs that you simply need to ✨experience✨for yourself to truly understand. Also sorry for clogging up your asks you can tell me when to stop just sayin :,)

-Ren'py anon

Wow.

What an

Experience.

I do need these game files ASAP.

Why are the swedish cousins ESPECIALLY ugly 😭😭😭 a golden vape too??? Bro is living the life. WHY DID YOU GIVE THE WORST AND BEST CHARACTER THE HYPEBEAST AESTHETIC??? HELP

I HONESTLY DONT KNOW WHICH IS WHICH ANYMORE

YOU AND UR FRIENDS GAVE NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS A CHANCE TO BREATHE. YALL REALLY WENT, "Let's give them as much as icks as we can."

The genderfluid aroace urge to accept stoner swedish cousin and hacker nonny for who and whatever the hell they are is strong,

but I have standards I must stick to 💔

The pants on Stoner swedish cousin are questionable to say the least, but hey, at least the got them chains 😎 although his hair is a 🚫off

Hair is a BIG PART of attraction for me so 💀

In another world, he would've looked like that blonde boy from 6teen that was voiced by Chris Mcleans VA

Hacker nonny. Hacker NONNYYYYYYYY MY BOY

At this point, there is only friendship, listening to his funky ass one liners yall wrote, going to his bad private home ballet practices and kicking the back of his knees. Being over 6'8 is an ICKKKKKKKK

I'm 5'5 so, baby this ain't gon work </3

Y/n is awesome. I love how their hair conceals so much of their face, but they just do paint it on anyway. Taking no eyes Y/n to the next level I see 😎

Tbh Y/n and stoner swedish cousin are the only love interests to me now. Y/n should be able to say, "Yeah, humans are fucking FREAKS. I'm the hottest one here tbh." AND GO ON WITH THEIR DAY AS PER USUAL.

Y/n gotta go shoe shopping b4 hand bc WOOOO BOY those clowns shoes ain't it.

Koreaboo bf cousin can go fuck himself bc I hate how he's affiliated with 'Kim hojeongso' or whatever the fuck his name was.

And its okay renpy anon! Send in whenever you'd like! Even though it takes a little while to read through everything and try to include most of everything, I dont mind it all that much!

Thank you for being even comfortable enough to talk about your personal creation with me like this! I enjoy everything you have brought to the table and I'm excited if you have more. Thanks so much Renpy nonnie <33 ilysm

[findroleplay]

Heya, I'm Vee, 18+ years old, female (she/her) from the CET timezone! I'm looking for a few new Fandom Roleplays!

I'm looking for Canon x OC, FxM only (will double for AxA) and very much offer to Double! I only roleplay on Discord.

I am semi-literate to literate. I can write a couple paragraphs, but I prefere not having too much pressure when it comes to length. I usually type around the max. length on Discord, sometimes more. But somedays it might be a bit less.

I write my OC in first person and the character I double as (plus any additional ones) in third person.

I am in college and not the most active (most likely no rapid fire), yet I try to answer regularly and ask of my partner to be patient. Roleplaying is just a hobby for me, so I don't wanna force myself to reply, if I still got work to do or wanna spend my freetime with something else.

I am a big fan of Romance, Angst and Drama! I also like mature themes and topics, like unhealthy relationships, perhaps some yandere here and there and a couple AUs! Smut is possible, yet would I prefere to let it be an afterthought, instead of the whole story.

I also enjoy love triangles (or squares) and am always up to also double for those!

When it comes to Fandoms, those are the ones that I'm looking for, as well as which characters I'd wanna pair my OC with. The coloured ones are my favourites! I can double up as any names characters, as well as a bunch more!

MY HERO ACADEMIA:

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Iida, Denki Kaminari, Eijirou Kirishima, Hanta Sero, Yuga Aoyama, Mashirao Ojiro, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hitoshi Shinso, Neito Monoma, Mirio Togata, Tamaki Amajiki, Yo Shindo, Inasa Yoarashi, Seiji Shishikura, Natsu Todoroki, Rody Soul, Shota Aizawa, Keigo Tamaki/Hawks, Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fatgum, Mirai Sasaki/Sir Nighteye, Enji Todoroki/Endeavour, Toshinori Yagi/All Might, Kai Chisaki/Overhaul, Touya Todoroki/Dabi, Jin Bubaigawara/Twice, Atsuhiro Sako/Mr. Compress, Shuichi Iguchi/Spinner, Tomura Shigaraki

DANGANRONPA:

Byakuya Togami, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Mondo Owada, Leon Kuwata, Nagito Komaeda, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Gundham Tanaka, Kazuichi Soda, Hajime Hinata, Izuru Kamukura, Nekomaru Nidai, Gonta Gokuhara, Kokichi Ouma, K1B0, Shuichi Saihara, Kaito Momota, Rantaro Amami, Ryoma Hoshi, Korekiyo Shinguji

MIRACULOUS:

Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir, Luka Couffaine/Viperion, Felix Graham de Vanilly, Kim le Chien

PERCY JACKSON:

Percy Jackson, Luke Castellan, Leo Valdez, Jason Grace, Apollo, Frank Zhang, Octavian

XENOBLADE CHRONICLES:

Shulk, Reyn, Dunban, Kallian, Rex, Zeke, Jin, Malos, Mikhail, Akhos, Adam, Minoth, Hugo, Noah, Lanz, Taion, Isurd, Zeon, N, Bolearis, Aizel

FIRE EMBLEM:

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Ashe Ubert, Dedue Molinaro, Claude von Riegan, Chrom, Frederick, Stahl, Vaike, Lon'zu, Virion, Gaius, Henry, Gregor, Owain, Inigo, Yarne, Brady, Alm, Lukas, Gray, Tobin, Kliff, Clive, Forsyth, Python, Luthier, Conrad, Fernand, Berkut, Ryoma, Takumi, Xander, Leo, Odin, Laslow, Niles, Silas, Kaden

ZERO ESCAPE:

Junpei Tenmyouji, Santa/Aoi Kurashiki, Sigma Klim/Kyle Klim

AI: THE SOMNIUM FILES:

Kaname Date, Kuruto Ryuki, Saito Sejima, Moma Kumakura, Lien Twining, Gen Ishiyagane

13 SENTINELS: AEGIS RIM:

Shu Amiguchi, Nenji Ogata, Takatoshi Hijiyama, Keitaro Miura, Ei Sekigahara, Takemi Wajima

WAITING FOR SPRING:

Towa Asakura, Aya Kamiyama, Rui Miyamoto, Ryuuji Tada, Kyosuke Wakamiya

FRUITS BASKET:

Kyo Soma, Yuki Soma, Shigure Soma, Hatsuharu Soma, Momiji Soma, Kureno Soma, Akito Soma

SK8 THE INFINITY:

Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa, Miya Chinen, Kojiro Nanjo/Joe

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB:

Tamaki Suoh, Hikaru Hitachiin, Kaoru Hitachiin, Takashi Morinozuka, Kyoya Ootori

THE OWL HOUSE:

Hunter, Edric Blight

VOLTRON:

Lance McClain, Lotor, Keith Kogane

GOTHAM:

Ed Nygma, Victor Zsasz, Bruce Wayne, Jerome Valeska, Jeremiah Valeska

LEGENDS OF TOMORROW:

John Constantine, Leonard Snart, Mick Rory, Ray Palmer, Rip Hunter, Nate Heywood, Behrad Tarazi, Jefferson "Jax" Jackson

ANNE WITH AN E:

Gilbert Blythe, Jerry Baynard, Moody Spurgeon

STRANGER THINGS:

Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove

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Performance

Day 2 of February Memory @maribat-2k20

The crowd roared; laughs, excited whispers and ecstatic shouts coming from all over as the lights began to dim.

Above them all stood a man with a mask on his face, baby blue eyes still visible with excitement and nostalgia in them.

“You nervous?” he turned to see a masked woman with bluebell eyes. Her midnight black hair was tied up in a ponytail, with her bangs styled to not block her view. They wore complimentary uniforms of black, red and yellow; she had a gradient on her leotard from red at the top to black on the bottom, yellow accents on her sides and at the waist, simple red slippers for her shoes and red wristbands, his was a black to red gradient looking almost seamless despite his being a two piece with yellow at his shoulders and twisting at his legs.

“I didn’t think I’d be able to do this again; not like the Daring Dangers but as𑁋” his voice filled with melancholy  before being interrupted with a kiss.

“Yeah, I understand” love clear in her voice, grasping at his hand, golden bands being caught by the light from above. “I hope I can live up to the expectations”

“You’ll be great” the man shook his head “We’ve been training for this practically since over a decade”

“That doesn’t mean I won’t get nervous”

“This is coming from the same woman who swings around the city with a yo-yo” he chuckled as she pushed him. “And besides we have our lucky charms”

Her gaze softened as he raised their arms, each dangling a homemade wooden charm bracelet, almost two decades old. She hadn’t meant for it to be so much when she had given it to him but he practically said they were magical, they very much may be now that she thought about it.

“Gross” the two turned to see the other occupants on the other side of the arena one waving and the other fake-barfing, talking into the communicators they had in their ears.

“Seriously Dami?” the man, Richard but most commonly known as Dick, sighed.

“I thought it was cute uncle Dames” the girl besides the older teenager teased, her baby blue eyes full of mirth.

“Speak for yourself Ems, you’re not here in front of them” the duo turned the younger boy, eight year old Jacob Louis, rolled his eyes though there was clear fondness in them.

“Too bad Tommy doesn’t think he’s ready yet” the fourteen year old girl, Emma Marie, sighed as she looked into the crowd.

It had taken some convincing and guilt tripping but he had managed to get his younger brother to agree and perform with them. Damian was a bit of a pushover when it came to his oldest brother and niece and nephews. He understood that this was important to them, he also felt more reassured knowing he was with them instead of watching through the crowd along with the rest of the family.

They began their stretches, having done the more strenuous ones before even coming up. Damian peeked at the audience as he adjusted his uniform; all black with red stripes on his left leg and yellow on the right. If he looked closely he could make them out in the “best seats of the house” as they called them.

Alfred Pennyworth and Gina Dupain sat down, speaking about the stories of when their grandchildren were younger and all the mischief they’d get into. Bruce Thomas Wayne sat next to his grandson, Thomas Hugo, as the boy watched in awe at the performances in front of him. Thomas and Sabine Dupain-Cheng on the boy’s other side. Next to Bruce was Claire Jane Drake-Kent, daughter of Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne and his husband Conner Kent, with a camera in her hands as she took photos of everything going on. 

Next to them was the not-dead Jason Peter Todd and his “boyfriend” Roy Harper along with his daughter Lian Harper. 

In the row behind was Barbara Gordon, whispering something into Jonathan Samuel Kent’s ear, the teenager concentrating on all the bolt and the structure of the trapeze before giving a sigh and nodding.

Duke Thomas and Stephanie Brown seemed excited at the prospect of the performance while Cassandra Cain-Wayne held her girlfriend’s hand and spoke softly with Kagami Tsurugi.

Luka Couffaine, Alix Kubdel and Max Kante listened as Nino Lahiffe, Kim Le Chien and Chloe Bourgeois explained what they should expect based on what they had watched when they were children.

Around the backstage entrance Harleen Quinzel, Pamela Isley, and Selina Kyle, otherwise known as the Gotham Sirens, were keeping watch of who was coming and going through.

“I swear just with friends and family we’ve already filled half the arena” Damian groaned, spotting others like members from the Teen Titans and Young Justice along with other Leaguers. Seriously they might as well have rented the arena out.

“We’re almost up” Jake said, finishing his stretches and adjusted his costume; black to red like his mom’s with two yellow strands criss crossing on his chest, similar to his uncle Tim’s old Red Robin costume.

“Well that only means we gotta give it our best” Dick cheered as the other looked at him, “We know what we’re doing and we’re good at it”

“Right. We’ve practiced so much we can practically do it with our eyes closed; that’s not permission to do so kids” Marinette chastised at Damian’s “Tt” that followed.

“We totally got this” Emma cheered, her red to black leotard filled his sparkles, like the rest, and a yellow skirt.

The lights began to dim, spotlights moving all over the place. The anticipation was practically palpable, like a balloon waiting for a needle to poke through it. The members of the audience shifted closer to the stage while the members of the troop gathered their wits and smiled.

“Showtime”

“Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls of all ages! It is an honor for Haly’s Traveling Circus to welcome back an old member of the troop; Give your hands to the Flying Graysons!”

Ko-Fi

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National Enquirer, October 12

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Queen Elizabeth’s 73-year sham marriage to Prince Philip collapses

Page 2: Kanye West is in top-secret talks to launch his own TV network and is crowing it will be bigger than the Kardashians -- he wants it to reflect his lofty vision of what the world should be and to provide a spiritual awakening for the masses but he doesn’t realize there aren’t a lot of people who want to spend hours a day listening to him rant about how the world would be a better place if he was in charge -- meanwhile Kim Kardashian is at the end of her rope again 

Page 3: Furious Angelina Jolie is tearing into Brad Pitt’s new girlfriend Nicole Poturalski blasting her as a scheming psycho and as a borderline stalker who is dating Brad just to get famous and it’s going to end in disaster for the whole family not just him so she’s already told Brad to keep Nicole away from their kids and she’s looking to make this part of their ongoing legal case 

Page 4: Newly single Kelly Clarkson has enlisted fellow country star Maren Morris to help her find a new man -- Maren advised Kelly to use her talk show to connect with men she admires but Kelly may have taken her advice a little too literally when she had her crush Keanu Reeves on the show and was drooling all over him though she knows it’s probably wishful thinking 

Page 5: Ellen DeGeneres kicked off her new season by publicly apologizing for allegations of misconduct on her talk show but body language experts blasted her remarks as tone deaf and missing the mark totally 

Page 6: Jimmy Fallon’s wife Nancy Juvonen is furious over the time he spends nurturing his bond with close pal Kathie Lee Gifford -- Jimmy loves to reminisce about the old days at NBC with the former Today yakker especially during today’s challenging times and he worships her and he’s the only late-night host who treats Kathie Lee like an A-lister but Nancy can’t stand Kathie Lee’s constant self-obsessed talk and considers her a squeaky third wheel 

Page 7: Cher keeps trying to turn back time with plastic surgery but the results have been disastrous and although she insists her most recent work is a facelift her kisser is frozen and packed with Botox and fillers and lip injections -- she also appears to have had a nose job and a face and neck lift to achieve a smooth jawline and neck and the results have left Cher barely able to move her face and even made it difficult for her to speak let alone sing, disgraced chef Paula Deen had emergency eye surgery this summer in a desperate bid to save her sight -- Paula had been suffering from declining vision for months and was shocked when doctors told her the cornea was dying and going under the knife was necessary to save her sight 

Page 10: Hot Shots -- Tiger Woods took a brief break during practice, Leighton Meester caught some waves in Malibu, Kristen Taekman in a New York Jets bikini, Dolph Lundgren doffed his mask after leaving a lunch date in Beverly Hills, Dominic Cooper took his electric bike for a spin in London 

Page 11: Cash-strapped Tori Spelling and husband Dean McDermott are back in couples therapy and on the verge of filing for bankruptcy -- they’re in counseling for the same old stuff which is their constant fighting and spending money and work that isn’t happening -- the parents of five were hit with tax liens totaling nearly $1 million and were also sued by American Express over an unpaid credit card bill of almost $90,000 which Tori asked her mother Candy Spelling who is worth about $600 million to pay but Candy refused and after Candy revealed her plans to leave her fortune to animal charities Tori and Dean may file for bankruptcy because they both love to spend, Bravo bigwigs are hoping hotel heiress Kathy Hilton will fill the vacancy left by Denise Richards and Teddi Mellencamp on The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills and producers are trying to keep ratings high by getting veteran Kyle Richards to recruit sister and former castmate Kim Richards and half sister Kathy -- Kathy is said to be high on producers’ wish list because of her wit and humor and is also considered old-school Beverly Hills and show brass want her to bring a certain glamour and sophistication to the show 

Page 12: Straight Shuter -- Demi Lovato at a NYC screening party (picture), when the ball drops on New Year’s Eve in Times Square Anderson Cooper won’t be there because he would rather be at home with his baby boy, The Bachelor has cut all ties with Colton Underwood after his ex Cassie Randolph got a temporary restraining order against him, Teresa Giudice plans to move to NYC after listing her New Jersey mansion but she still wants to keep her job on The Real Housewives of New Jersey and to get around that Teresa hopes to pretend she’s moved into her brother Joe Gorga’s home in Jersey 

Page 13: John Legend revealed couples therapy helps strengthen his marriage to Chrissy Teigen and said they keep their romance going strong by communicating and being considerate and listening, Jackie Stallone was more than just Sylvester Stallone’s mom -- she was also one of the world top astrologers and psychics who predicted the fall of the Berlin Wall and Kanye West’s presidential run 

Page 14: Crime -- convicted Melrose Place killer Amy Locane is in lockup again for a fatal 2010 drunk-driving smashup that took one life and nearly took another after a New Jersey Superior Court Judge said she got off too easy by serving two years behind bars and sentenced Amy to eight more years in state prison 

Page 15: The gruesome house of horrors where Drew Carey’s ex-fiancee Amie Harwick brutally met her untimely end is on the market for $1.5 million and her family can’t wait to get rid of it, Shannen Doherty is in pretty good spirits amid her ongoing battle with stage 4 breast cancer according to her former Beverly Hills 90210 co-star Jason Priestley

Page 16: Cover Story -- After decades of turning a blind eye to her husband’s cheating Queen Elizabeth’s 72-year marriage has shockingly collapsed and Prince Philip is now banished to a remote cottage far away from the monarch -- despite royal courtiers painting a rosy picture of the couple quarantining together at Windsor Castle since March the truth is their marriage has been a sham for decades and they’ve been living separate lives for over 50 years and all this forced togetherness was simply too much for them -- Philip has been cheating on Elizabeth since before they were married and has several love children; he has rumored to have had flings with actress Helene Cordet and Daphne du Maurier and Pat Kirkwood and Jane Russell and Merle Oberon and Zsa Zsa Gabor and Princess Alexandria and Sacha Duchess of Abercorn and most recently Lady Penny Romsey -- there will be no divorce and they will just quietly continue their separate lives to the end of their days but the queen never wants to see Philip again 

Page 18: Larry King’s estranged wife Shawn Southwick is demanding $33,000 a month in spousal support because she claims she gave up her music and TV career to marry the frail talk show host and then raise their sons Chance and Cannon, Hollywood Hookups -- Halle Berry and Van Hunt dating, 90 Day Fiance stars Ashley Martson and Jay Smith split for good, Justin Duggar dating Claire Spivey 

Page 19: Tom Cruise is set to shoot the first major movie in outer space and he’s headed to the International Space Station in October 2021 with director Doug Liman -- the two and possibly one additional actor will hitch a ride aboard Elon Musk’s SpaceX Crew Dragon capsule to film the unnamed project, the IV needle allegedly used to administer the fatal dose of propofol to Michael Jackson on June 25 of 2009 is up for auction by the estate of the late singer’s father Joe and the chilling item used by Michael’s physician Dr. Conrad Murray is reportedly still stained with Michael’s blood -- it was submitted to the auction by Michael’s cousin Marsha Stewart who says she took it from Michael’s bedroom days after he died, Sharon Stone has pressed her lips on a long list of Hollywood hunks but picked Robert De Niro as far and away the best kisser but rated her other leading men as kind of like meh 

Page 20: Stars Playing Stars -- how they did it -- Muhammad Ali and Will Smith, Frida Kahlo and Salma Hayek, Ray Charles and Jamie Foxx 

Page 21: Marilyn Monroe and Michelle Williams, Queen Elizabeth and Helen Mirren, Billie Holiday and Diana Ross, Bob Dylan and Cate Blanchett 

Page 22: An adopted son of Mia Farrow and Woody Allen has charged it was his mother not his father who was the monster in the family -- Moses Farrow says Woody did not molest adopted daughter Dylan Farrow in 1992 and that he can no longer stay silent as Woody continues to be condemned for a crime he did not commit 

Page 26: Less than nine months after Kobe Bryant and daughter Gianna died in a helicopter crash a vicious feud has ripped the family apart -- the row erupted between his widow Vanessa Bryant and her mother Sofia Laine after Sofia went on TV to publicly accuse her daughter of tossing her out of the family home -- Vanessa feels she’s already given her mom so much and then she heard through the grapevine that Sofia complained she should have more -- it does seem cold that Vanessa would take such action against her mother but she’s ready to take on anyone using her husband and child’s deaths as a selfish cash grab and that includes Sofia 

Page 27: Danny Masterson’s rape trial is looming and the Church of Scientology is doing everything in its power to back the scandal-scarred actor -- the church’s leaders have assigned their top lawyers to aid Danny who is a prominent member of the religion and the lawyers are scouring every law on the books to get the case thrown out or get him acquitted -- the church has previously been accused of trying to get the other side’s defenses dismissed or judges thrown off cases and using all manner of tactics to delay due process 

Page 28: American Life -- Bighearted ex-billionaire Chuck Feeney has spent 38 years giving away nearly all of his vast fortune and the generous do-gooder said he wouldn’t have had it any other way 

Page 29: Famed stoner Willie Nelson can’t stop sampling his own marijuana products and now friends fear the 87-year-old music legend is smoking himself to death -- Willie’s a believer in the powers of cannabis and promotes it passionately but years of smoking has done a number on his lungs and he can barely breathe at times, Julia Duffy has been keeping close a tragic heartache for more than a year -- her only son Danny Lacy committed suicide at age 29 after years of suffering from mental health issues 

Page 34: Comic Kathy Griffin has seen her popularity plummet in recent years and it’s played a role in her plans to sell her sprawling Bel Air estate -- Kathy has burned a lot of bridges and concerts and TV appearances have dried up because of her many industry conflicts so she’s trying to unload her massive manor with wine cellar and movie theater and eight bedrooms for $16 million -- she didn’t want to sell it but the cost and size have become too much for her to handle 

Page 36: Health Watch 

Page 38: CIA bigwigs once hired a psychic to determine if there was life on Mars -- the misguided mission was said to be part of Project Stargate which was launched in 1978 and somehow cost an astronomical $20 million after the CIA hired a man who claimed he could see the surface of the planet in his mind -- the unnamed man claimed he could see huge pyramids and an obelisk structure and road networks on the Red Planet as well as living creatures, John Lennon’s killer Mark David Chapman shocked the parole board when he admitted he deserved the death penalty even as he begged for his freedom at his last hearing -- his murderous motive was seeking self-glory -- the board denied his parole saying they found his statement infamy brings you glory disturbing 

Page 42: Red Carpet -- London Fashion Week 

Page 45: Spot the Differences -- Luke Bryan and his dog Choc 

Page 47: Odd List -- doctors remove granny’s football-sized tumor 

[aleapoffaithfiction]

XVI.

"You will manage to keep a woman in love with you, only for as long as  you can keep her in love with the person she becomes when she is with  you." C. JoyBell

Rockin' around the Christmas tree, let the Christmas spirit ring. Later we'll have some pumpkin pie, and we'll do some caroling…

Naturally, my own vocals lightly meshed in with those of Brenda Lee while my head bopped back and forth to the infectious Christmas tune as it blared from the Beats Pill, I gifted to my mother a couple of months ago. To take advantage of the majority of my weight being pressed against the kitchen island, I slowly flexed my toes and extended my aches in an effort to minimize the throbbing in my feet. Short hisses turned into a deep sigh of bliss but unfortunately it was short lived once I grasped a knife in my hand again.

“Pass me two stalks of celery out of that bag, please.” My precise instructions were pointless. With her eyes intently focused on the phone in front of her, Celeste aloofly tossed the plastic bag in my direction as if I were a nuisance interrupting the ridiculous number of hours she spends interacting on Facebook. If anything, I avoid it, because once you reach a certain age, Facebook is nothing more than a scroll fest filled with engagement and pregnancy announcements, weddings and post-birth pictures, garbage hot takes from people about the most trivial of topics, and finally older relatives who have nothing better to do other than to be in everyone’s business, including yours.

“Shouldn’t you be doing something?” If she’s not going to be in the kitchen either helping me or doing something of her own, then the better choice would be for her to exit. She hasn’t been much company because we’re barely spoken since she arrived and I’d rather not be distracted by her sitting there in a trance with a phone in her hand like a mindless teen.

“Not really. You always do Christmas Eve, I do Christmas breakfast, and mommy does Christmas dinner. Don’t act brand new now.”

“I’m not acting brand new. I just see no point in you being in here.” Celeste does Christmas breakfast because it’s the easiest task to handle and I don’t have much of a problem pushing her dry ass pancakes around on a plate in anticipation for dinner later on the evening.

“For someone who claims to be so demure in the manner that you carry yourself, I’m super confused about why you have streams of diamonds glistening and circling around your neck.”

“What?” Thoughtlessly, I stretched my unoccupied hand up to the exposed skin and lightly brushed my fingers over nearly sixty carats of brilliant round cut diamonds that do not belong to me.

The manner in which O layers his many necklaces always grabs my attention and it’s something about the showiness in the midst of the simplicity of them that I continue to compliment whenever I see him donning them. This morning, for whatever reason, he randomly placed two of them around my neck as I stood in the mirror attempting to figure out just how festive my attire would be for today. Once I’d gotten past three unwarranted outfit changes, I found myself admiring the jewelry as it glimmered in the natural lighting cascading into his master bedroom beyond the curtains. I’d forgotten to remove them.

“They’re not real. It’s just costume jewelry.”

“They look pretty damn real to me.”

“Well, they’re not. There’s this new spot that opened up over on West 47th Street. I grabbed them in there. I just thought they looked cute and they reminded me of something Lil’ Kim wore one time. You know Kimberly Denise Jones is one of my spirit animals. They’re not something you wear everyday but it’s the holidays and I’m on vacation until after the New Year, so why not? I’m glad they look real though. That just means they were well made.”

“You seem to have a million alter egos. One minute you’re Florence Joyner, the next minute you’re Lil’ Kim, on another day you’re Angela Bassett, and then you’re Michelle Obama. We can’t forget you being the Oprah of sports journalism, oh and there’s Rihanna and Beyonce, who else?”

“Phylicia Rashard, Eartha Kitt, Regina King, Janet Jackson, Cari Champion, Lisa Salters, Pam Oliver, Jemele Hill. And I’ve never considered any of those women to be my alter egos. They’re women that I admire due to their drive, success, and character. I’ve taken bits and pieces from all of their careers and used them as lessons for my own. What you’ve mistaken is me saying that Lil Kim, Rihanna, and Tracee Ellis Ross are my style icons. Oh, and Mary J. Blige is my boot icon.” I think all women have a mood board of aspirations and inspirations. It doesn’t always have to be specific people. A portion of mine just so happens to contains who I believe are some of the greatest black women of the past and current generation. They’re not alter egos who I attempt to mimic but rather stories of triumph that keep me driven.

“What’s up with you and Kyle? Why are you interested?” I nearly cut into the flesh of my finger while dicing the stalks of celery. Briefly, I paused to gather myself, and immediately moved on to the three cloves of garlic.

“Nothing at all. I’m not interested so please stop pressing me about that. I’m not going to date your husband’s brother. I don’t do that all in the family stuff.”

“He’s really into you.”

“Or maybe you’re just exaggerating things. We’re just cool. We always have great conversations whenever we’re around one another and that’s good enough for me. I’ve already spoken to you multiple times about my disdain for your matchmaking bullshit. How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not a fan of it?”

“You continue to hold Shamel against me. Things didn’t work out. Okay. Shit happens. That doesn’t mean that every guy that I attempt to introduce you to won’t be compatible with you.”

“Compatibility? It’s deeper than that.” Parsley and cilantro were next for the wrath of the knife in my hand. I’m going to have to med onions next. I should have just bought all of this stuff chopped already.

“What’s deeper?”

“Celeste, you don’t know shit about what I went through with Shamel. You know the shortened version of years’ worth of bullshit. You think we just had a couple of typical couple disagreements to the point of us coming to terms with the reality that we could no longer be together? I wish it were that fucking simple, so don’t sit in here on your high horse with that matchmaker shit. Focus on your man and your marriage. I’m fine.”

I internalized so much of what I went through with the man. I was never the one to take my household troubles and spread all of it in places that it didn’t need to be. Anyone with the vision could see the tension between the two of us whenever we were out and about together and if you couldn’t see it, then it was thick enough to be felt. As my career began to take off, I chose to move as a single woman, often leaving him behind whenever I was out and about at industry events whether they were sports related or not. Shamel had a tendency to spend way too much time at the open bar, tossing back shots of tequila while slyly entertaining any woman that fawned over his deep mocha presence. He’d then cause a scene if he caught any men paying even the slightest attention to mine.

Beyond the decision to mask our toxicity as best as I could, I yearned to make my mother proud by being the quintessential woman; brains, beauty, a reputable career, and a good man standing alongside me. The pride she wore on her face at Celeste’s wedding stood out beyond any and everything that went on that summer night in Brooklyn. Since my father’s death, that wedding and all of the events leading up to it sparked a liveliness in her that I hadn’t experienced in quite some time although it had absolutely nothing to do with me. I’m not sure if she was vicariously living through my sister or she was simply just thrilled to see her began her own family, but in observing her response to it all, I wanted to give that to her.

After a short lived around of sex that left tears of mental exhaustion pouring down the sides of my face as I lie under him, he whispered in my ear that he intended to make me his wife. I’ll never forget the wave of nausea that rushed over my body and sent me dashing into the bathroom to empty out of the contents within my stomach. I thought of marriage as something beautiful until then. Just the thought of spending the rest of my life in misery with him left my mind in an emotional frenzy as I attempt to figure out when and how I’d end our relationship. Less than three weeks later, I finally mustered up the courage to get it done.

“You want to be alone forever?”

“Whether I do or I don’t, it’s my decision. You may be older, but we’re not kids anymore. We’re no longer in Brooklyn, under mommy’s roof, trying to figure out what we’re going to do with ourselves. You have your life and I have mine. I have time to figure that relationship shit out. I’m not stressed about it. Being single doesn’t bother me at all. For whatever reason, it bothers you.”

“It doesn’t bother me that you’re single. I just think you deserve happiness.”

“And you think that I don’t have it without a man? You give them way too much credit.”

And she always has. Celeste has been a serial monogamist for as long as I can remember her dating history. As soon as one relationship of hers would end, she’d be in another one within a week or two. I can recall a couple of overlaps, but that’s none of my business.

“Don’t put the whole bonnet pepper in there.”

“I know that. I’m only doing half.” The last thing I want is to give our mother heartburn on Christmas Eve.

In the midst of me pouring olive oil into the deep red pot I already had on the stove, I reached into my back pocket for my vibrating phone.

Mrs. Claus, I’m missing you. When are you coming home?

Home? To mask my budding smile, I slowly pulled my lip in-between my teeth.

Home?

This man knows how to put a smile on my face by saying the simplest things.

Anywhere I lay my head is just as much yours as it is mine.

I should have known that when he gave me keys and the security codes last night. I’m still in disbelief about that.

I should be finished here really soon and I’ll be right back at the North Pole to keep your lap warm, Santa.

It’ll be the first time I’m spending Christmas Eve anywhere other than here and to say I’m nervous would be an understatement. Usually around this time of the year, O would be in the midst of the season so his family would make the effort to come to New Jersey to be with him. Even though he’s currently not playing, they still decided to come up and enjoy the chilled weather. For the past couple of days, he’s convinced me to rid myself of my reluctance and to be with him and a few people I’ve yet to meet like his grandmother Mille, his uncle Mike, his aunt Pat, and his step-father Derek.

Naked right?

And don’t even get me started on the lie that I had to tell everyone in this house so that I’d be able to get out of our Christmas Eve tradition of my cooking and us sitting around watching our favorite Christmas classics while bundled up under quilts that we’ve had since Celeste and I were toddlers. That lie involved Taylor, who’s actually in Atlanta right now, and Scott who actually did invite me to his Christmas Eve game night over at his place.

I can make that happen. Not while the elves are awake though. That’s a bit inappropriate, Santa.

My snicker wasn’t soundless. It was loud enough to alert Celeste and her eyes slowly panned in my direction and raised in curiosity at what tickled me.

“It’s Taylor.” I said it before she could ask.

Baby, don’t be mad at me but I already cut the red velvet cake. It was just sitting there and I couldn’t help myself.

I knew he’d do it. The fume enticed him by itself, so his response to the finished product was of no surprise. I didn’t even make him promise me that he wouldn’t touch it because I knew he wouldn’t be able to help himself just as he said. It’s why I made two of them.

I knew you would. Enjoy it.  That’s why I made it.

I spent the morning baking as a part of his Christmas request. Renee’s handling everything else, but all of the sweets are my task. When I return, I’m going to make my mini eggnog cheesecakes and cookies.

Try and make it back before the snow starts. I don’t want you driving in that.

It’s not supposed to be enough snow to keep the east coast hiding inside of their homes, but it will be enough to leave traffic dragging and the roads hazardous. I’ve never been much of a fan of driving in the snow, so I do want to be out of here before those flurries began to fall.

Will do. I’ll see you in a bit love.

“I can’t believe you’re about to go and spend Christmas Eve hanging out with your co-workers. Don’t you get enough of seeing them at work?” This is her second time making commentary about this since I’ve been here and I’m not even sure why. Celeste and I barely say much of anything to one another whenever I’m around, unless she’s scolding me about some area of my life that she assumes that I need to improve. It’ll be no different tonight as they’re all curled up in the living room watching classic holiday films while enjoying the dinner that I’m preparing and a shit ton of junk food we bought at Walmart the other day. Besides, her husband is here and when he’s with her, nearly all of her attention is on him.

“What’s the big deal? We’re not kids waiting around on Santa anymore. There are no babies here in the house that we need to be extra festive for. I’ll be back in the morning for breakfast and then we’ll all open up the presents together like we usually do. You won’t even notice that I’m gone.” Maybe my mother will, but she certainly won’t. Whenever her husband’s around, her attention remains solely focused on him. She parades herself on being a so-called traditionalist as a wife; whatever that means. Either way, her head is up his ass and luckily for her, his is just as far up hers.

“What time are you getting here in the morning? I figure I’ll at least be considerate enough to start making breakfast around them so by the time you’re here, you won’t have to eat cold food.”

“Most likely around nine or a half hour after it. It won’t be much later than that.”

“That’s if you’re not hungover, huh?”

“I won’t be. I have no plans to drink, unless it’s like a half glass of some spiked egg nog. Can’t go to a Christmas function and not have some egg nog. I’m driving, so it won’t be much.” I’m not irresponsible with my life and in addition to that, if O smells the alcohol on my breath, he’ll be scolding me all night long for having the audacity to drink and drive.

“Okay.” I never thought she’d leave the kitchen. She’s been in here since my arrival and comfortably settled at a spot in front of the island, while watching my every move. Initially, I thought she was doing it simply to be a critic of whatever I intended to prepare in the kitchen, but now I know she sat there as a mean to try and find her way into my business as she always seems to do. I’ve never been interested in what she has going on with Preston since she met the man. Even when we all went out to dinner a few years back and she first introduced him to both my mother and I, I didn’t have much of anything to say. All I could make of their connection was that she was obsessed with everything about him and luckily for her, he was smitten enough to feel the same way about her. She needed a man who could and world be a bit of a pushover for her and he is exactly that.

My father’s beloved stewed chicken or as he called it, poulet creole, was a breeze to prepare because I’m the only one in our home who learned every single aspect of that recipe directly from him. On a random summer day, while my mom and Celeste were out at the hair salon getting curls put into their hair for Sunday service, he interrupted me from watching ESPN, and called me into the kitchen for yet another one of his many lessons. The manner in which he taught me wasn’t by me looking on at his every task but instead me doing all of the work while he closely directed so I’d my hands would familiarize themselves with the process as he claimed. It was the same method that his grandmother taught him to cook with.

I preferred learning to cook under his guidance far more than my mother’s because she’s like a drill sergeant in the kitchen; barking down on her subject for any mistake or mishap with her directions. He and I laughed, danced to whatever he chose to play in the radio, and compared and contrasted our opinions on any topic we could think of. I will always hold him in the highest regard for allowing my self-expression to flourish. As a West Indian father of two girls, he could have easily chosen the overprotective and absurdly sexist route in raising us, but he didn’t. Rather than doing his best attempt to blind me from life beyond the doors of our home, he chose to listen to my perspective and then teach me about what life has to offer whether good or bad; easy, moderate, or difficult.

I miss him. Actually, that’s an understatement. During the holiday season, that pain that lies dormant within my soul flares up into an intensity that I have to stoically mask for the sake of getting through. As much as he emphasized the need to prepare both Celeste and I for the day that he was no longer with us, none of us ever expected it to be as soon as it was. I want to be the strong and independent woman that he raised me to be, but in some ways, I still need him. My mother needs him because she hasn’t been quite right ever since. Celeste needs him just as much, because there’s a part of her that has always sought him out in the men that she chose to allow into her life since his death.

“Celeste, I’m heading out.”

“Nice coat and hat.”

The caramel wool cashmere single-breasted silhouette was an unexpected gift from Kobe before we went on break for the holiday. Everything about the hand-embroidered embellishments and the manner in which it loosely accentuated my frame instantly made me fall in love with it with the Burberry piece. He encouraged me to open it up while we were standing there in my dressing room so I’d be able to see if I liked it, but I voiced that it wouldn’t be right to open it before Christmas. My curiosity nipped at me all morning long until I fed into its urge by opening it up and like a kid whenever they’re given anything new, I had to wear it immediately. The matching beanie hat is the cherry on top. Before I’m off to bed tonight, I intend to thank him again.

“Thanks. It’s my Christmas gift from Bean.”

“Who?”

“Kobe.”

“So, you’re going to be here around nine, right? You better not be late because I’m not defending you when mommy snaps.”

“Yes. I’ll be here. When she gets in from church, tell her to call me if she needs me.” I still can’t believe she went to Christmas Eve service. Actually, I’m quite surprised that she didn’t pressure Celeste and I into attending.

“Will do. Enjoy yourself.”

“Thank you. Merry Christmas Eve.” Unexpectedly for her, I leaned in and planted a soft peck on her cheek. We’ve never been the type of sisters who shower one another with a lot of love whether it be physical or verbal, but on there are those random occasions when I do show or tell her how much I love her. I’d like to think in all the ways I help her or come running when she needs me, it’s a reflection of what I feel just as much.

“Merry Christmas Eve. Have fun.”

“Will do. You too. Since mom isn’t here, maybe you and Preston can get a little practice in on that baby that you want.” With a slight scoff, her eyebrows raised.

“Since when are you on the wild side?”

“I’m reserved, not virginal. See you in the morning.”

A gust a wind slithered through the open space as soon as I opened the door to step outside and very faint sprinkles of snow filled the air as they lightly cascaded down to meet my frame. I thought I would have been out of here before it all started but the beauty of it ceased any complaints that I usually would have if it weren’t Christmas Eve. If anything, the snow makes the spirit of tonight even more fulfilling. I don’t have to dream of a white Christmas because it seems like the city is being gifted with one this year. “Happy Holidays stranger.” I didn’t see his car parked across the street nor had I noticed him jogging across the street after locking the doors behind himself and yet here he is, stepping up onto the sidewalk and inching closer to the steps of my mother’s porch to trigger a slight downward spiral of my mood with his presence alone. I don’t know what it is with Quinton and his purposeful choice to remain all in the family despite my resistance towards whatever he and my mother thought they had planned for my love life. Initially, I believed he genuinely viewed us as an extension of his own family and supporters in the neighborhood who he knew he could count on, but now, I’m not sure what the fuck this is or where he’s going with it. “Happy Holidays.” “How have you been?” “Well. You?” I was better just a minute ago. “I’m well enough.” “What brings you around? The holiday? You seem to always show up around here whenever there’s one.” In his hand, he held a gift bag that I’m going to assume is for my mother. It’s not that I mind that he buys her gifts, because deep down, I don’t. I’m mostly concerned with what they mean. “I don’t just show up here on holidays. I come over and check on your mom from time to time. You know I love Mrs. Nazaire.” My scoff was loud and clear. Any time we speak now, he sounds like nothing more than a fame hungry politician, who uses manipulation tactics to garner allies and supporters. I’m sure his antics are no different with my mother. It’s why she holds him in such high regard no matter how much I don’t give a fuck. “Yeah? It’s starting to feel like you’re screwing my mother. I’m not looking for any step-dads within our age range. Sniff around women your own age Quinton.” The sarcasm flowed from my mouth and into his ears; leaving a flustered expression on his face that quickly transitioned into one of annoyance. “I’m not. I’ve only been to bed with one Nazaire woman.” “I’m glad you used the past tense. I barely remember that one and done situation; but I’m glad that you do. She’s not here, but Celeste and her husband are. You’re more than welcome to wait for her and I’m sure that you will.” “I don’t know what it is that Shamel did to you, but you’re so bitter now. Not all men are hood gym owners who fucked you over repeatedly while dipping into women who bought memberships to be trained in doggystyle position rather than on treadmills. All I wanted to do was be a good man to you, but you’re coming at my head as if I’m your enemy.” He said all of that and yet I’m the bitter one? If anyone asked me anything about this man’s personal life, I wouldn’t be able to tell you anything aside from what I know from the days when we’d actually hangout with one another. I haven’t kept up with much about his life story since then and I’d prefer not to know now. That’s the difference between he and I; he remains invested in what doesn’t concern him while I can’t seem to find a reason or the time to concern myself with what he wishes I would concern myself with. “I’m growing a bit confused about who has the pussy between the two of us. Only bored and lonely women concern themselves with what was or wasn’t going on in another woman’s relationship. Damn, you were more invested in what Shamel was doing with his time than I was. I’m bitter because I don’t want to play your political trophy wife or are you bitter because despite my firm no, you’re still sniffing around here and chasing me? Find your dignity Quinton. Don’t go out like a wack bitch, aight?” “I hope you don’t go out like one either. Make sure you keep it classy by not fucking with all of those athletes that you’re constantly around. How many have you been with thus far?” “All of them.” I’m usually not the type to laugh at my own jokes but I couldn’t help but to chuckle at his facial expression. I’ve been slut shammed more times than I can count. It happens every day when random people hiding behind social media accounts on apps decide to accuse me of using my body in order to keep my job, so Quinton doing it isn’t offending me any more than it does when strangers are doing it. Initially, I used to be extremely irritated by it but I’ve come to terms with the reality that people are going to say and assume whatever they want no matter what I do or feel about it. No matter who I do or don’t have in my bed, my bills are paid. “Excuse me. I have some place to be.”

Stepping around him wasn’t the problem; it was the oddness of him standing there and watching me slip into my car. Like a lost puppy, he trudged up the stairs to the house door and continued to burn a hole into my foggy windows with a scowl on his face that I couldn’t see but I’m sure is there. Maybe one day he’ll get it or maybe he won’t, either way, I’m not responsible for what he feels. I’ve been clear with all intentions and lack their off.

No matter how much snowfall happens in the northeast year after year, as soon as flakes of any size begins to fall out of the sky, the snail-paced traffic is an immediate effect and it drives me insane. It’s one of the primary reasons why I was in no rush to get a new car and am currently wishing I had a driver taking me to my destination. Not even the holiday tunes that I love so much are distracting me from wanting to roll my window down and shout at the drivers in front of me who are missing green lights and evoking slight amounts of fear within me with their skidding. What would usually be a forty-five-minute commute turned into nearly an hour and a half.

The relief that washed over me at the sight of the double entry driveway was well received as I slowly inched my way in and focused in on the three bodies standing in the driveway. I reached out to him just a few minutes ago to notify him that I’d need help getting bags out of the backseat of the car, so we wouldn’t have to make multiple trips in the brisk weather. Unlike the other males standing alongside him, the handsome one who belongs to me was hilariously covered in an oversized Santa coat with a black hood covering his blonde mane.

“The traffic was so stupid as I was on my way to the Lincoln Tunnel. I will never understand how people who have been living on the East Coast since forever still fear the damn snow. It’s not even snowing that hard.” My right hand latched onto his and he carefully pulled me out of the driver’s seat and into his awaiting arms. My complaint went into one ear and right out of the other as he endearingly snuggled my frame as close to his as possible while nuzzling his chilled face into the nape of my neck. Admittedly, I needed to feel him in this exact manner for the restoration of the joy that this night is supposed to be and bring.

“And don’t even get me started on this ass wipe in this big ass Navigator who kept slightly skidding. I was caught in between being worried for my damn life and wanting to kick his ass for driving so stupidly. Oh and…” His peck was sweet; subtle and yet enough to leave me yearning for so much more.

“Give me your keys.” To oblige his request, I dropped them into his hand and turned to both Kordell and Derek who were looking on and most likely extremely bored with my rant.

“Hi guys.”

“You finally made it. This guy was about five minutes away from hopping into his Rolls Royce and driving all the way to Brooklyn for you.” I’ve only met his step-father Derek once and in my quick assessment of him I understood that he was more of a reserve man who somehow had a humorous side to him that couldn’t be ignored. He can crack a joke and it usually comes at the right time.

“I told him I was coming. I would have been here if it weren’t for the traffic.”

“And he wanted me to get in the car and go with his lame ass.” After a shared hug with Derek, I threw my arms around Kordell and pecked his forehead despite his maneuvers to avoid it. He’s not exactly the most physically affectionate person so I purposefully shower him with some of my own to worsen whatever annoyance his oldest brother sent his way.

“You weren’t going to come looking for me with your brother? I thought you and I are good friends now?”

“We’re family or whatever, but you and bro are old. I have a lot more life to live. I wasn’t about to catch hypothermia messing with the two of you.”

“It’s not even that bad out here. You haven’t seen a real blizzard yet Louisiana boy.” His dramatics earned a light mush to his head. I’d love to see how he reacts to a couple of feet of snow covering the ground and maybe even a power outage to go with it. Now that’s hell.

“Sarai, what is all of this?” The bewildered expression on his face and him using my first name evoked me to widen my eyes in a confusion about what I could possibly be in trouble about. I don’t believe there’s anything incriminating in my trunk and if there is, I didn’t place it there.

“Gifts.”

“All of this?” Like a nagging elderly man who borders between obnoxiously cheap and being frugal with his money, he extended his arm towards the overflowing trunk and placed his idly hand on his hip to await an explanation that he’s not going to receive.

“What? I told you that I was coming with gifts. Don’t be ridiculous. Just grab them. Oh, and don’t forget the ones in the backseat. I’m going inside. It’s cold.”

“This is crazy. You went overboard.”

“I know you’re not talking about overboard. There’s a Rolls Royce parked right over there. I can start there and keep on going for hours. You really want to do this right now?” If there’s anything I’m ever ready for; it’s to prove somebody wrong. Debating is an essential part of my profession as an analyst and I haven’t lost a debate yet if you let me tell it, so I can and will give him an extensive five minutes of dialog about his spending habits and how he is by far one of the biggest spenders that I know. This man doesn’t even use his washer and dryer. He dry cleans every damn thing and never wears the same underwear, socks, or t-shirts twice.

“Nah, baby, you got it.” Without any further questions or concerns, he extended his arms into the trunk and began to retrieve a few of the many bags that they all needed to bring inside.

“Wow. You know how things go in arguments. Good job, man.”

While on my way to the warmth, my laughter at Derek’s commentary was loud enough for me to hear it but low enough so that the man of my affection couldn’t make it out. Sometimes it’s just best to keep quiet about the reality that your man is willing to put himself aside to please you and, in this case, it was his mouth.

“Sarai!”

Sometimes I’m stunned by my sincere acceptance into his family dynamic. We’re anything but traditional and we’re navigating in a manner that I’m sure they don’t understand because we certainly don’t. Aside from my overwhelming emotional affection towards the man who belongs to them more than he does to me, they’ve been unknowingly responsible for making me feel like I deserve the joy that I feel when I’m with him and around them. In my transition from hugs with Heather, Jazzy, and those who I’ve been led around the first level of the house to meet, I haven’t been able to ease away the smile gracing my face.

“Your outfit and pajamas are upstairs in the room.” I know pasta when I smell it. The fumes coming from the kitchen appealed to my senses quickly and left my stomach turning in knots for nourishment.

“Outfit?”

“Wait until you see what your guy bought for you.” Her amusement was my fear. I tend to like to make him the butt of a couple of my jokes, but I don’t want to be the one on the other end of his tonight.

“Is it a onesie?”

“No.” Suddenly I wish this glass of egg nog were spiked.

“I’m going to head up and see it. If it’s a disaster I’m pulling the feminist card and blaming the both of you because we’re supposed to be united against these men.” I waggled my finger back and forth to point out the mother and daughter duo who found my apprehension to be amusing and began slowly inch my way up the spiraling staircase that leads to the upper level of the house. Though I could hear his voice loud and clear from the foyer, O hadn’t brought my personal belongings upstairs and I’m already up here so that’s out. With that in mind, it seems even more logical to take him up on his offer of my own closet space so that I no longer need to keep trekking overnight backs to and from here.

A blend of the Italian bergamot and clay sage from his beloved cologne meshed in blissfully with the gingerbread scent that I know he purposefully misted into the room just for me. Since December came in, he frequently made note of how my home smelled like cookies whenever he came over and accused me of trying to toy with his already slightly ridiculous appetite for junk food, especially candy. Despite my love for Bath and Body Works and Yankee Candle’s holiday scents, he deemed them to be exceedingly sweet and overdone. Now look at him.

Flutters filled my core at the sight of his master suite’s fireplace being utilized for the first time ever. Unlike my obsession with them, it’s a feature within the house that he hasn’t concerned himself with since moving in. There’s something about the way the flames are curling and oscillating, flickering like gleaming lights, and cascading hues of scarlet onto the wall that naturally warms the space.

“Your stuff is on the bed.” I knew he was in the doorway. The chills trickling onto the back of my neck spoke before he did.

“You put the fireplace on.”

“I figured you’d like it. Thank God it’s electric. I’m no fireplace expert.” As his feet trudged against the wooden flooring, he dropped my monogram Louis Vuitton Keepall Bandoulière duffle bag near the entry way of his closet.

“It’s beautiful.” If it were just us, I’d curl up on the floor in front of it with a good playlist going.

As soon as my Ugg boots were kicked aside, I inched closer to the bed and alongside three bags, was a Snoopy and Woodstock perfectly wrapped present that I certainly wasn’t expecting to see. My curiously instantly peaked but in a swift second, I checked myself for discarding the waiting rule I’ve grown up with. Celeste and I weren’t even able to open one gift at midnight on Christmas Eve.

“You forgot to put that under the tree?” Instead, I reached for the crimson red gift bag and snickered as soon as my hand silky velvet material that is identical to the kind covering his frame. My Mrs. Claus coat was that of something I’d be waiting for Santa in the bedroom in rather than keeping an eye on the elves. It’s lace-up front called for a good cleavage while the pure white faux fur trimming and flared skirted bottom were more along the lines of tradition until anyone notices the split open front. What exactly is supposed to go under this?

“No, that’s for you to open now. You probably thought I was playing when I mentioned it before but I really am impatient on Christmas Eve. I like to open presents the night before and just sleep on Christmas morning. Since it’s our first one together, I figured I’d be fair to your traditions and my own. So, we can open some tonight and then open the first in the morning. Fair?” Like an eager child hoping to get his way, his narrowed eyes slightly widened with hopes that I’d agree to what he calls fair. I don’t see what the big deal is. It all has to be opened either way.

“Fair.”

“So open that.”

Lazily, my body flopped down onto the plushness of the bed and I grabbed the box with a bit of shaking to increase his growing anticipation. The contents inside only slighting moved, throwing off just about all of my potential guesses for what it may be. My first donned a smirk as I commenced with tearing through the wrapping paper to uncover the infamous Christian Louboutin box under it. Shoes? Infinite brownie points already. Much like himself, I adore footwear. I stand by the law that a shoe can make or break a look more than any other article of clothing.

“You didn’t.” Instantaneously, thoughts of a random conversation I was having with Taylor came to mind. Christian Louboutin collaborated with Indian Couture Designer Sabyasachi Mukherjee on an extremely limited-edition collection featuring hand-embroidered sari fabrics and jaw dropping embellishments that left me in awe upon the sight of it online. Every piece of material used to craft the shoes were taken from Sabyasachi’s private archive, leaving only a few pairs of each design to be created.

“Didn’t what?” His confusion was intentional. The grin called his bluff. The lid to the box went flying behind me in an instant and in dramatic fashion, I dropped back onto the bed in astonishment and bliss at the sight of the exquisite thigh high boots that I fell in love with. Their golden delicate leather straps were specially designed harness and highlight the leg. On top of it, they’re made to measure.

“Is this real life?”

“I feel pretty alive, what about you?”

“How the hell did you get these? I called everywhere. No, literally. I e-mailed fucking Hong Kong for them. Supposedly only like six pairs were made.” “Those have been in my closet since October.” The nonchalance in his tone evoked a moisture lightly seep into the seat of the lace under my jeans. I don’t know whether to jump on the bed in joy or discard everything covering my frame allow him to twist and flip me into any position of his liking. Maybe both? Both can certainly be done.

“Come and give me a hug please.” With the box now resting alongside me, I opened my arms and awaited his presence. Like a weighted blanket, a wave of tranquility washed over me at the mass of his body now being closely hard-pressed against mine. My fingers found their way into the platinum blonde curls and few loose dreads dangling from his scalp and our lips met for a kiss that I’d been yearning for since I opened my eyes this morning. The sweetness of his supple lips intoxicated me far more than anything alcoholic ever could and the way his length fingers dug into the skin of my hips nearly blurred the actuality that we’re not home alone.

“I love them so much. Thank you, handsome.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Get up so that I can get one of yours from downstairs.”

“I can wait until after you’re dressed.”

“No, I insist. Let me get it.”

“Another kiss first?”

Without hesitation, I once again pressed my lips into his own for a deep peck and moved in a fluidity with his body as we eased off of the bed. I made it downstairs and back up, with a promise that I’d hurry up and change so the festivities could really begin. I need a quick shower first before I do anything else.

“I hope that you like it. I saw it and you instantly came to mind.”

“Can I just warn you that I didn’t wrap all of your gifts. The only reason why your boots were wrapped is because the boutique did it for me.”

“It’s fine. I don’t care about all of that.” The last thing I expected him to do is be frustrating himself with wrapping paper. His patience would never be able to handle it. For some odd reason, I enjoy doing it. I’ve been the designated gift wrapper in my family for years.

Though it may seem childish to some, I wrapped everything I bought him in Dr. Seuss’ “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” wrapping paper that I randomly spotted and happily picked up from a Hallmark store in Rutherford, New Jersey. Since he deemed it to be his favorite holiday classic, I imagined it would be festive to bring an element of it into the fun.

With my phone in hand, I snapped a photo of him as he tore through it to reveal the Louis Vuitton box, I knew it to be. Within seconds, its lid was on the floor and he drew away the protective paper to reveal the tan cowhide and calf leather “Christopher Backpack” backpack I bought for him. Unlike his ridiculously vibrant Supreme bags, I fell in love with the timeless style of the backpack and the classic solidness of its color. It’s a perfect choice for those game days when he’s more dressed up than down and needs something that’s subtle while still somehow being a statement piece.

“Damn, this is clean. This is perfect for when we’re traveling because they usually want us a little more dressed up.”

“That’s what I was thinking.”

“Yeah, I love this baby. I don’t know about waiting until next season to wear it though. I’ll have this on within a couple of days. Watch.”

Knowing him, he will. If it’s new, he’s in it shortly after receiving it. I don’t know him to be that person who saves things for later. Why should he when he’s constantly either buying or receiving things?

“I’m going to take a short shower. It’ll be quick.”

“You already smell good. What you need a shower for?”

“I was cooking. I can smell it on me. It’ll be quick. Ten minutes.”

“Your showers are never ten minutes.”

“This one will be. I assure you.”

The fib didn’t go without being grumbled about when that ten-minute duration I assured him up turned into an additional ten simply because of the feel of the warm water cascading over my skin left me in damn near a state of slumber as I stood there. My lotion lathering came with assistance and so did pulling up the opaque plaid patterned tights over my thighs. By the way of their fit, they were clearly sewn together to cater to an extremely slender woman’s shape but by the grace of God and my man’s hands they were up and over my ass without a snag or hole in sight.

“I really can’t believe you bought all of this.” We look like we work in the middle of a mall. Instead of having crying babies sitting up on his lap for photographs, he’d have lusty women beating one another to a bloody pulp for daring to cut the line to ruin their chances of sitting upon his lap and asking for his genitalia while I’d be called Santa’s Slore.

“Let’s go outside.”

Intricate patterns of the weightless ice floated downward from the darkened sky. Each flake whirled and twirled as a faint wind blustered them in our direction. Much like the silly man alongside myself randomly dancing for his personal media guy’s camera, I joyfully tracked footsteps into the barely there bed of snow covering the grounds of his driveway and took satisfaction in the sound of it squishing under my boots. I’m no longer camera shy, but being on one with him has awoken what used to be a part of me. I already knew that George would be documenting all of this just as he does for a lot of milestones and random moments of his life, but what happens if I’m no longer what he wants and he randomly comes across this Christmas video and the pictures to go with it one day? How awkward would that be?

“Hey, look.”

“Huh?” Though he only spoke two words, the thick cloud of breath still lingered as I faced him. In following his eyes as they slowly panned up, mine met the mistletoe idly hanging on the door with the red bows that were already there.

“That was not there when I got here.” I saw the bows, but the mistletoe? No. Laughter spilled from our lips at what I knew to be true. I’m slightly fatigued, but I can remember what I did and did not see.

“It was.”

“It was not.”

“Come and kiss me so that we can go inside, open up more stuff, and play cards with grandma.”

“That tone. I like it.” I’m alright with a man taking charge every now and then.

“Come here.”

The frost of the winter air was of no match to the warmth radiating from our bodies and serving as a shield around our affection. I’d often fantasize about moments like this; having a companion to comfortably, and most of all safely, bare my all to without any guards or painful baggage weighing me down. I believed the advice of allowing it to come to me was standard and cliché, but I undoubtedly understand it now. It’s when you least expect it that the unexpected happens in the best way possible. I ruled him out of my life as soon as we had that initial conversation and yet the universe continued to cross our paths, naturally coercing me to allow him in. In the midst of all of my fears from the past and present, I want only him.

“Okay, let’s go. I want to see everything that you got me.”

“You can’t open everything tonight. That’s breaking our deal.”

“Huh?” I trailed behind him as he dashed back into the house and towards the living room.

“You heard me!”

I chose the kitchen counter top as my designated seat for what turned into the most chaotic gift giving presentation. Like a hood Santa Claus, all I could pay attention to was my man and his slightly sagging plaid pants zipping through his home pulling out gifts from seemingly everywhere. They jokingly talked about how much of a grinch he was last Christmas but he’s certainly redeeming himself this year.

I can’t remember the last time I thoughtlessly splurged on luxury designer goods but I don’t need to do so any time soon because he covered that and then some. Being overwhelmed was an understatement. Chanel, Versace, Bottega Veneta, Balenciaga, Saint Laurent, Fendi. I lost track of the rest and the process of just how I’m going to be able to organize all of it in my closet.

In watching him, it’s so easy to understand human purpose. In the midst of being here to seek fulfillment within our own purpose, we’re just as much here to look after our loved ones and even those who aren’t. Fortunately, he’s been blessed to have more and because of it, he spreads not only his love but also the benefits of his wealth among them. There’s a pride within it that has been radiating from him for over an hour now. I too, can relate. I’ve been given just as many hugs and kisses of thanks that he’s been given and I expect that it’ll continue when I am with my own family in the morning.

“Draw 4, blondie.” What he thought was going to be a swift Uno out moment turned into him having fifteen cards in his hand and a scowl on his face that is hysterical. He’d beaten me to the point of embarrassment at Spades because I’ve never been that great at it despite the many times my dad taught me how to play, so I had to somehow coerce him into playing something that I could play by pretending that I didn’t know how to.

“You know what, I’m going downstairs to whoop Kordell in some hoops because you’re cheating.” A snicker slipped past my lips at the playfully aggravated scowl on his face as he used his body’s strength to push his chair away from the round table. In a manner to taunt him, I held out my hands before me and wiggled my fingers to signify my lack of cards and the reality that I’d just won yet another game of UNO. My man being a sore loser isn’t something that he’s modest about. I and many others have known that about him for quite some time.

“Don’t be mad.”

“You’re cheating. You keep making up imaginary rules that don’t exist.”

“Seriously? The directions are in the box. Look at them or look them up on Google. It’s not my fault that you don’t know them all. You just suck.”

“I suck?” The amused expression on Mille’s face tickled all of us as she glanced back and forth, to take in every shit talking word as they left the both of our mouths. She’d been quietly observing the two of us since we joined both she and Jasmyne at the table for a round of card games.

Initially, I thought I’d been intruding on her time with her grandchildren, but the sly smirks and eventual huge smiles gracing her angelic face swarmed me with a warmness that I needed to further soothe me into a comfort zone around those who I do not know well just yet. Every couple of minutes or so, she’d give me either a gracious caress to the hand as a sign of her welcoming or a pat of encouragement to continue beating her oldest grandchild at Uno. I’m going to accredit that to the feminism within her.

“If the shoe fits, babe.”

“I’m going to remember that baby. The mental note is made.” He used his index finger to tap his forehead as I wordlessly ogled over his exterior.

If anyone looked at his attire, it wouldn’t be deemed as anything impressive; a black Supreme sweatshirt and a pair of black loose shorts to keep him much cooler than all of that velvet he had on. Simple. Why my eyes are continuing to embarrassingly bulge out of their sockets every time they land on him is beyond my comprehension. I’ve never seen anyone’s facial structure be as chiseled to perfection as his is. The silhouette of his jawbone is completely shielded by the blackness of his thick beard and yet just the hint of it sends unwavering shivers down my spine.

The glimmer in his faintly slanted and ever so narrowed eyes illuminates any room when that priceless smile arises on his face and every aspect of myself begins to figuratively melt into liquid form; between my thighs is the worst of it. In the midst of his sleep, I love to plant soft pecks down the finely lined bridge of his nose until my lips are gently pressed into the suppleness of his own. I’m addicted. I lose all sense of who I am whenever his warm tongue meets mine.

Handsome is an understatement; it isn’t enough to compare. He is beauty personified. I don’t believe there is another man in sports entertainment who has left me gasping for just a slight breath of air upon my every sight of him. It never gets old. I don’t believe it ever will.

Sometimes I have to wonder if he’s truly mine or if the universe is playing some type of sick joke on me.

“I don’t mind you remembering that.” Whatever payback he has for that may come with pleasure that I am more than willing to accept.

“Alright.” The sly smirk tugging on his lips was enough to leave me on the borderline of tickled and embarrassed as soon as he leaned over to plant a knowing and warning kiss on my lips. Despite the presence of his younger siblings and the elders within his family, he didn’t harbor not even an ounce of regard or bashfulness when it came to his need to have his hands touching some part of my body or any other display of affection, he bestowed upon me at random moments. His actions remained consistent with all that he does when we’re alone; barely any discretion involved.

“I’m not sure if my stomach is churning because of you two or because I want some cake, but I’m going to get some cake anyway. Y’all want anything?”

“You just mad.” And just like that, her brother’s large palms were lightly meshing into the side of her head for a playful mush and she instantly pushed him out of her way.

“I’m just fine with my egg nog.” Mille opted to keep hers virgin along with the other underage beings around. The rest of us had just a teaser of rum to give it a subtle kick.

“Me too. I’m fine.” I stepped on the scale a couple of days ago and I’ve gained five pounds. Between the man in my life constantly feeding me and the holidays, I’ve been overindulging on just about everything that’s offered to me. I need to get my life together.

With yet another shove to her brother’s side, Jasmyne darted away from the table with him hot on her trail with jokes about the size of her head which is no different from his own, but I’ll leave him be. They left the matriarch of their family and I at the table with decks of cards and a “Snow Place Like Home” five-hundred-piece jigsaw puzzle that she’s beginning to open so that we can attempt to put it all together before we’re off to bed. The peacefulness on her face evoked a solace within me that I’ve been seeking since this day began. My internal mourning subsided for the meantime as I observed her joy in being surrounded by family and most of all, because they’re all doing quite well in all aspects.

“My daughter went from telling me that you have my grandson’s nose wide open to telling me that he’s completely lost into your world and I couldn’t believe it. Odell would always laugh me off when I asked him about girls or women and he’d tell me that myself, Heather, and Jasmyne are the only ladies of value and importance in his life. From the way he’s been floating around here since your arrival and the way he looks at you, there’s officially a fourth.” My mouth moved to speak but the words remained stuck in the pit of my throat as her ash white eyebrows arose in a satisfaction at the believed accuracy of her all too knowing spirit.

“You don’t have to be modest. He’s not sitting next to you anymore.” Immediately, giggles spilled from her rosy lips prompting my shoulders to sink in a relief that I’m not sure why I needed.

“I’m not being modest. I just don’t know what to say. It feels like a lot of this is unfamiliar territory for me but at the same time, it evokes the shy and bashful side of me.” She’s been making little comments since we were introduced. I guess they were all leading up to this moment.

“That’s a good thing dear; a great thing. I’ve been wanting to meet you ever since his momma showed me a video of him working out with his physical therapists and trainers. You’ve built him back up. She gives you most of the credit for that.”

“I wouldn’t give myself any credit. His determination did it. You can’t keep someone with his determination down and he certainly wasn’t going to do it to himself.”

“Determination goes a long way, but often time, there has to be something or someone to ignite the fire behind that determination and that has been you. You cared for him, physically and most of all mentally, during what he calls one of the most disappointing and darkest times of his life thus far. So, don’t sell yourself cheaply because he talks about you like you’re priceless.”

“I believe in everyone having a person; that person that they can go to for laughter and good times or to lean on for a cry session. Whether it’s a close relative or a friend, you just need that person. I wanted to be that person for him because I know what it’s like to not have that person. He didn’t need pity. He needed encouragement that the injury is just a small part of his journey and most of all, he just needed someone to simply be there. That’s what you do for someone you lo-“

My tongue pressed against the backs of my top front teeth as I halted an admission that I’ve been withholding for a short while and coming to grips with on my own. I’ve been overly analyzing what that means for myself and how to navigate it going forward because it’s never felt quite like this before. As with all that I’ve been sharing with him, it’s new and I’ve jumped off of a cliff and into a pit of fear that I’m doing my best not to drown in.

Acceptance needed to come first and now that it has, I’ve been in a wonderment of whether or not those feelings are reciprocated on his end and how I’m going to handle my ever-going emotions if they are not. I cannot berate him for what he may not feel nor can I resent him for not sparing my feelings with lies if he does admit that I am in this alone.

I want to do nothing more than protect him. It’s almost odd because I’ve felt compelled to do that prior to even knowing him. Every attack and biased commentary that came his way felt like a personal attack on the character of a man who the world refused to understand. Now that I’ve experienced him in ways that are far beyond what were in my imagination at that time, I stand firm in what I knew all along. He’s not perfect and yet his imperfections are too what I love about him. He’s the embodiment of a security in his personhood and masculinity that I am irrevocably attached to.

“You could have finished that. Words are powerful but so are body language and actions. Yours have said it all. You know, I used to call you the young lady on TV that he likes so much, but now I call you the young lady on TV that he loves so much.”

Faint tingling nipped at the nape of my neck and the lined crevice of my back as certain aspects of her statement entered my ear like a vibrating echo; hypothetically repeating themselves for an emphasis to my thoughts. The last man I remember genuinely loving me laid down with my mom to create me. Shamel did not love me; I was something to do.

He rarely ever used the word and when he did, it was to emphasize something that he loved for me to do for him. In poor judgement and a lack of character, I accepted that because I was too emotionally exhausted to be combative with him or myself about it. Eventually, I didn’t even want him to love me. There didn’t need to be anything that kept us attached beyond an ignorant familiarity that I clung to for far too long.

“You really think so?”

“I know so dear.”

In an effort to help her, I reached my arms out and used my hands to spread out the many pieces all over the table so that we could begin a strategy to get it done. It’s been quite some time since I’ve done one of these and I’m not even sure my tired body can concentrate enough but I’m willing to try.

“Merry Christmas.” Yet again, the scent of his Sean Jean cologne slithered up my nose as the heat radiating from his body left me leaning back against my seat, relishing in it. His long arms extended over and he placed a navy-blue box down on the table directly in front of me. Upon my eyes landing on it, the all too famous Harry Winston initials were engraved in a bold gold on its surface.

“What’s this?” Along with him, Mille, and myself being in the room, there was also George who was continuing to document every aspect of this holiday celebration.

“Just a little something for my Brooklyn girl to rock with her Timbs.”

“Shut up!” Our regional teasing never ends. He tends edge me out with the Brooklyn jokes because I don’t know how many other ways, I can talk about how country he is. Technically speaking, he’s not even as country as some of the other athletes that I’ve spoken with over the last couple of years. Even his accent, that nearly melted me out of my heels the night we first conversed with one another, isn’t heavily ingrained with that Louisiana flare.

“Open it.” Without any bickering or hesitation, I slowly pulled up the lid on the box to reveal a pair of hoop earrings that instantly left me in a state of breathlessness. The emerald and round cut stones circled their platinum setting with a glimmer that one could not ignore. Every aspect of their make oozed a meticulousness to his taste and Mr. Winston’s talent. Any figure of price that came to mind could not match up with what sat before me and I know better than to ask him for specifics. I can admit to being a gold hoop wearing girl while I was back in high school, but I never imagined myself having a pair quite like this.

“Oh my God.” Circling my fingers over their surfaces solidified the reality of them now being within my possession and his supple lips pressing against my forehead widened the smile I was already donning.

“You like them? They seemed like they were very you when I saw them. Hoops for when you rock those buns in your hair.” Whether it’s a well done or sloppy bun, he always compliments how “cute” it is on me and he takes it a step further by enjoying the open access to my neck while my hair is out of the way.

“I love them. Thank you, babe. Thank you so much, they’re beautiful.” Just as I’ve done with every gift he’s given me thus far, I leapt out of the chair and threw my arms around his body in a physical showering of the love that I have for him. It’s beyond the gifts but rather the reality of him thinking of me and being so intuitive with what I desire and need that has taken his endless gift giving over the edge tonight.

“George did you get that? Now that’s a picture-perfect moment.” Mille’s face glowed in pleasure at the sight of us. I wonder if we’re reminiscent of those old black and white films that I secretly love so much. I hope so, but just in color. Everything about us is vibrant.

“I have it all Mama Millz.”

“I’ll be back.” I couldn’t take another moment of being in that unbearably warm coat or the tights.

I did change. The crimson red fair isle long john was a perfect touch for tonight. Much like earlier, the fireplace distracted me and I found myself sliding down onto the floor to marvel in its heat and beauty. If there were a pillow down here with me, I’d be asleep within minutes. Though he moved into this house not that long ago, for some reason it feels more lived in than my own. Maybe it’s because it’s filled with family right now or it may be the dogs, but I enjoy the way I feel here. There’s an eerie loneliness in my home that can be difficult to ignore sometimes.

“What are you doing?”

“Enjoying the fireplace.”

“Why are you acting like you don’t have one?” Once inside, he closed the door enough just to leave a crack in it.

“I don’t have one in my bedroom.”

“We can fix that.” Yet again, the nonchalance tone and now shrug awoken parts of me that I’ve been mentally taming since my arrival. He talks like he’s more than willing to give me the world in a silver platter if I were to request it.

“I have something for you.”

“I want something for you too.”

“Me first.” Rather than hanging it to him, I nudged the velvet gift bag towards his feet and he flopped down onto the floor to meet it. He dropped his gift for me, Cartier from what I observed, into his lap.

“Patek Philippe? Oh wow.” With no response, I allowed him to have the moment to himself as he pulled the chocolate toned leather box out of the bag. Our eye contact was brief as he pulled open the lid and his silence intrigued me instead of rattling my already racing nerves. Just as I’d done to the hoop earrings, his fingers ran over its surface while his lips parted to leave his mouth agape. It may not be on his arm now, but I’ve envisioned just how incredible it’s going to look on him over and over again.

“The blue isn’t only representative of the team but it also takes me back to the night we both spoke for the first time. You were wearing blue and black. In New Orleans, when we made things official, you were wearing blue. Blue makes me think of you. I know most associate that color with sorrow, but you give it life and joy. You give it character.”  

Only the sound of the fire crackling against the wood served as a tune dancing in the air of stillness between the two of us. His reaction to so many of the other things I gifted to him were boisterous and comedic, but this stole his words and left him to wallow in speechlessness.

“Sarai, I love you.”

The wholeness of his words filled voids that I neglected and accepted as everlasting destruction. His patience has sealed my gaping wounds and rid me of the leftover scarring. The acceptor of my deficiencies and the protector of my delicate soul, in his eyes, for the first time in such a long time, I recognize myself. The duality of being able to love myself and him is as synchronized as my breathing.

“I love you too, Odell.”

Undoubtedly. Irrevocably.

[blackarmyslave]

Ikemen Revolution: Celebrity!Au

Yo this "what-if" has been stuck in my mind for MONTHS!

What if? Ikemen Revolution was a movie? Complete with actors and a set?? And everything?

Imagine...

Jonah and Luka having a wholesome friendship off-cam😭

Blanc as a model oof I'm sorry I can't see him as anything other than that

and Zero too ESPECIALLY ON SUMMER EDITION MAGAZINE COVERS WITH THAT TANNED SKIN OMG

Seth and Jonah on YouTube, in the beauty community, fucking ruling them all bonus: as a duo

Fenrir as a travel vlogger/online gamer? Sign me tf up!

Luka posting food aesthetic on IG💞

The actor for Child!Oliver being the younger brother/cousin/child (fuck yes) of the actor for Adult!Oliver

Edgar's actor being a 2nd Mitsunari (from Ikemen Sengoku by Cybird-sama as well), meaning he can't hurt a fly lol (it's farfetched ik😂 i just want my angel!edgar)

Sirius, Lancelot and Harr being CHILL BFFS IRL

Harr Silver: The Actor being exactly like Harr Silver: The Shy Baby Boy Ikemen Character

Cosplayer!Loki and/or Idol!Loki pls kill me

Sirius can sing like Kim Taehyung

Jonah has the voice of Kim Seokjin or Park Jimin

Ray (probably) has Jeon Jungkook's singing skills

Ray is on Wattpad, Quotev or AO3 25/8

Possible Lancelot x Ray bromance omg wait wHAt

crossovers hear me out

Saeyoung Choi aka 707 = Kyle Ash (bitch they both have gold eyes, wear glasses, and tomato hair)

Yuri Plisetsky = Jonah Clemence (i KNOW they DONT look alike BUT consider the prissy tsundere attitude hair dye and contact lenses)

Mikaela Hyakuya/Jason Grace = Lancelot Kingsley change my damn mind

Yuichiro Hyakuya/Percy Jackson/Harry Potter = Ray Blackwell you can't tell me otherwise

They all have black cards as business cards hi ari omfg

And most importantly...

The Red and Black Armies having so much fun being one huge dysfunctional family off-cam

Like holy cow

Feel free to add more~ UwU

[scrapyardboyfriends]

Jenny’s Belated Live Blogging - 29th October 2019

- Well that was a bizarre episode

- I mean...the Mandy/Charity/Vinny flashback stuff was kind of fun and different but it felt really jarring with the rest of the episode, especially when contrasted with the affair aftermath and sad sad Aaron. I do like seeing Charity away from Vanessa though. It’s nice having her around the rest of the Dingles. 

- Also loved everyone moving over on the sofa and knocking Marlon off. 

- The Dingle code and court is still dumb but I do enjoy Sam running it. Makes it more bearable somehow. 

- I still don’t understand this whole Vinny is not Mandy’s son story. It just feels so convoluted and we’ve just done a convoluted secret son story. Also if this was the original reason they came back...why did they do the whole Bear thing in the first place?? I’m so confused. They’re fun sometimes but I’m generally just confused by them. 

- Chaddy walking through the graveyard past all of the robron related graves...Jackson and then Jack...weird but also the most interesting part of that scene. I at least get some enjoyment out of Chas yelling at Moira because it feels a bit like old Chas and I miss her. 

- Moira’s not wrong about the double standard but I still wish she had actual motivation story wise. 

- Nate can go away. I’m bored. 

- I still hate that there’s this dumb Frank secret hanging over Amy because I want to just be able to enjoy her without knowing that might go to hell really soon again. I do like her scenes with Cain. They bounce off of each other pretty well. 

- That was clearly the most lines that Kyle has ever spoken in his life. Nice to have it reconfirmed why he never speaks. Maybe when he comes back from his camping trip, he can be a different kid??? Please? 

- I am kind of enjoying miserable Cain though. And throwing the ring on the ground was dramatic and fun. Not looking forward to the Kerry thing though. 

- The Graham stuff just feels like the robot is malfunctioning. I mean, I’m not hating it as much as I thought I would, nor him and Rhona. It’s weird and cringey but it could be worse I suppose. And I hate him playing Kim’s lackey so at least this is different? I still don’t think they ever defined Kim and Graham’s relationship enough to make any of this make sense. I suppose that’s sort of the point but it still just plays really weirdly to me. Al needs more exciting things to do. 

- I really liked the Aaron content today. 

- The leather jacket hugging killed me. :((( 

- I really wanted him to put that watch on. I hope we see him wearing it at some point after he stops being mad at Robert. You’re making me nervous that he’s going to smash it. Don’t let it go the way of the World’s Greatest Husband mug. 

- I did really like hearing him talk about how much he misses Robert and what he misses and how he feels like his future is gone. It is very reminiscent of how Robert fell apart after the break up and I don’t know, it’s just really nice to see how profoundly this is affecting him considering how we all feel about it. 

- Vic was really great with him today. It’d be nice if that continued. Liv was bearable today. 

- Seb! Him coming in with his little hammer was super adorable. And the cookie eating. And Aaron pulling faces at him. It was very cute. 

- That newspaper headline. Aww. Someone should make a parallel of the two of them being front page news. Aaron when he came out and Robert for this. 

- I was sad we didn’t get to see Aaron telling Seb about Robert but they made up for it by saying he was asleep on their bed and the fact that Aaron launched into his watch story. I like that they had him tell that even if the date on the back was wrong. Get it together prop people!

- Anyway...I can’t wait to see Seb get his cool blue car tomorrow. 

[zodiyack]

Fandoms I write for

First I’d like to put in a little disclaimer; If you want to know if I know or write for a fandom or character, please feel free to ask. There is a chance that I do and I just forgot to add them. (Characters are in bold if included, some are not and that could be 1. I do a lot, or 2. I didn’t have time to put them all on it)

Hemlock Grove | Peter Rumancek and Roman Godfrey

Peaky Blinders | Tommy Shelby

Crybaby | Crybaby Walker

K-12 | Leo, Crybaby, Angelita and Kelly

Scott Pilgrim VS the World | Scott Pilgrim, Wallace, Ramona Flowers, Roxy, Envy Adams, and Kim

X-men

The Babysitter

Empire Records

Labyrinth | Goblin King/Jareth and Sarah

Stranger Things | Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, and Mike Wheeler

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off | Cameron Frye, Ferris Bueller, and Sloane Peterson

Percy Jackson

Hunger Games

The Perks Of Being a Wallflower | Patrick, Sam and Charlie

Izombie | Olivia Moore, Enzo Lambert, Blaine Debeers, Ravi, Peyton Charles, Chase Graves, Don E, more

The Slasher Fandom meaning I’ll write for almost any slasher. Almost

Gotham | Oswald Cobblepot, Edward Nygma, Jerome Valeska, Jeremiah Valeska, Ecco, Jervis Tetch, and Selena Kyle

Harry Potter // Fantastic Beasts

My Babysitter’s A Vampire

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

Until Dawn

IT (2017 - 2019)

The Lost boys & Lost Boys; The Tribe | Michael Emerson, Sam Emerson, Edgar Frog, Alan Frog, David, more

Divergent and the other movies/books

Wanted | Wesley Gibson

Heathers

Doctor Who

Black Butler, Death Note, Attack On Titan & A Silent Voice

Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter

Bill and Ted (both movies and characters)

Wonder woman

Kakegurui | Midari, Mary, Yumeko, Ryota, Kirari, Ririka, Runa, and Sayaka

Goonies

Suckerpunch

Teen Beach Movie

Atypical

Split

Happy Death day / Happy death day 2U

Zombieland

Warm Bodies

Batman Begins | Jonathan Crane

Some actors/actresses?

Cancer Crew (Ian, Max and Joji/George)

Some youtubers?

Sadly, that’s all I can think of at the moment, so I’ll either edit them in when I remember, or you can ask and I’ll gladly do it!

I do write bxg, gxb, gxg, bxb, gender neutral, so on. I will not do anything that personally makes me uncomfortable, I’m sorry.

EDIT: Disclaimer; I don’t do character x character unless it involves the reader in the relationship. Character x reader x character. It can be a love triangle, a poly relationship, anything involving the reader as well.

Masterlist

[whatawhumperfulworld]

Home and Away Whump-list (Part 1)

Almost every character was pretty much whumped and emotionally or/and physically injured in this show which is great for us :) Here are some recommendations of male-whump characters that I could find but I didn’t watch the show from its start so obviously there is much more to dig up I’m sure :) Hope you’ll enjoy it @like-me-a-little-whump 😉❤️

Character: KIM HYDE played by Chris Hemsworth – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode: Kim is electrocuted and taken to the hospital:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zbjS0a8i0f8

Episode 4001: Kim car accident:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oTlVId0gKIA

Episode: 4101 (hospital GBH overdose)

4101 part 1 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ay6-s1ni78w 4101 part 2 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rnjjT2tGq4s

Episode 4244: Kim collapses on the sand scene part 1 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rn3JKAw64ww Part 2 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxX__760Mqs Part 3 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dOdnJJHxqDc

Character: DEXTER WALKER played by Charles Cottier – FORMER CHARACTER

Episodes span from 5582 w/ the accident to around episode 5604 when he comes home: Whump tags: car accident, hospital, head injury, coma, intubation, hurt/comfort, temporary brain damage, recovery, family.

Crash scene Part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BDrdeMV2wZg Crash scene Part 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Q88aWP4dQk

Character: ROMEO SMITH played by Luke Mitchell – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode 5516: Romeo’s knee injury: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x30zz6u 

Episode 5609 (Romeo almost drowns and is rescued):  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmeGSKNnWO8

Episode 5617 (fainting on the beach, cancer storyline) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_hKmqU3dTU

Character: DARRYL BRAXTON (BRAX) played by Stephen Peacocke – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode: 5360 (Brax is shot) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_nBoNObyz_U Episode 5765: Brax is shot & Episode: 5933 (storyline in the UK) Link to a wonderful playlist by singalongsongy5 on Brax whump: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQSpgkQ7foM&list=PL_hCknT5iHu878flLXHTabWTvc3898bTs  

Character: HEATH BRAXTON played by Dan Ewing – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode: 5661 (Heath is hit in the head and is rescued):  5661 Sneak Peek: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftboMugwJr8  Hospital scene: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lp3rjetv89Y

Character: CASEY BRAXTON played by Lincoln Younes – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode 5398: Casey almost drowns: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RdFoGJOfU0w

Episode 5694-5695: Casey is stabbed while in prison, some clips: 

Casey gets stabbed: https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x55fzby Casey & Tamara: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xy6ncp

Episodes 5614 to 5621: Kidnapped and taken to the desert Whump tags: kidnapped, handcuffed, heatstroke, dehydrated, hallucinations, knocked out, beaten up, rescued, hurt/comfort, exhaustion, fainting, unconscious, pain Links: Playlist of Casey being kidnapped: (by Neighbours119) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4bPDHriNlY&list=PL_hCknT5iHu_9rVnoopze21wbsrrKw9Y6

Episode 5802: Casey alcohol overdose Whump tags: alcohol overdose, unconscious, hurt/comfort, hospital, care, oxygen, medical procedure, shaky Part 1 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLJS-3mmxKM Part 2 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YWSeKxPTRYI Part 3 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLVuAp8C0fw

Episode 5647: panic attack before going to court for the murder of his father https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXMYNTNzrKg

Episodes span from 5818 to around 5843: car accident and recovery (the storyline has some great post-car accident recovery scenes) Link: Playlist by Fandom2013 is just awesome! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLJS-3mmxKM&list=PL_hCknT5iHu8Kus1KId7PmPHh5u9Q6Tef  

Episode 6031: Casey gets attacked https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d4tPx4WLbvI

Episode 6052: Casey is shot and dies in his brother’s arm (so saaaad) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Um-qksYQ27U

Character: KYLE BRAXTON played by Nic Westaway – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode 6250: Kyle in the hospital https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvlm4m1Zspk

Episode 6252: Kyle collapses https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ezgs6O86enQ

Character: JOSH BARRETT played by Jackson Gallagher – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode 5848: Josh gets shot Josh gets shot: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c_omTLkQX7s Hospital scene: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWovyKdJK6k

Episode 6308: Josh is knocked out and sustains a head injury (a lot of emotions in this storyline!) Whump tag: head injury, hospital, coma, intubation, unresponsive, recovery, blindness, angst Link: Only clip I could find: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yEDqhiDLhv0  

Character: ANDY BARRETT played Tai Hara – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode 6026: Andy is found on the side of the road beaten up and he is taken to the hospital:  http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x23covi 

Character: OSCAR MACGUIRE played by Jake Speer – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode 5899: Oscar has a panic attack at school (comfort) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-F9glmx2W8 

Episode 6036-37: Oscar collapses from exhaustion (running, double vision, collapsing) link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T4wLUC_BKOY

Character: SPENCER HARRINGTON played Andrew J. Morley – FORMER CHARACTER

Episode: 5834: Spencer collapses after he stops taking his meds (bipolar) Spencer passes out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E_tl3oNwRrE Hospital scene: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKoWZodt5h8 

Episode 5861-62: Spencer was beaten up and struggles to walk the whole time. He is rescued but collapses from the pain.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lDGwpaYUF5Q (part 1 of 5)

Character: NATE COOPER played by Kyle Pryor – FORMER CHARACTER (2013-2017)

Episode: Nate collapses https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w6XdwRKSR1c 

Character: BRODY MORGAN played by Jackson Heywood – RECURRING CHARACTER

Episode 6467 & 6468: Brody is pushed and hits his head (hospital, minor post-whump) - episodes on Dailymotion

Episodes 6486 to 6492: plane crash storyline -> 6191 is the hospital scene (Dailymotion) -> Following episodes cover Brody’s recovery (leg injury) 

Episode 6623 to 6702: Brody’s drug addiction storyline (kind of intense and full of emotional whump as well - Bonus point for rehab scenes :D) -> can be found on Dailymotion

Episode 6702: car accident (unconscious, hospital but no major injuries)

Character: MASON MORGAN played by Orpheus Pledger – RECURRING CHARACTER

Episode 6702: car accident (temporary paralysis + recovery, angst)

There it is, if you think of other whumpees in this show just let me know and I’ll be glad to add them! 

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#HALLOWEEN2020: Celebs Went All Out To Pay Homage To The Culture! Foxy Brown, Lil Kim, Beyoncé & Jay-Z Tributes – Everyone ATE!

YBF Celebs SHOWED OUT for Halloween 2020! Go inside to see the special tributes dedicated to the culture…

Although the COVID-19 pandemic put a damper on actual Trick-Or-Treat plans, Halloween 2020 was STILL lit…virtually.

Tons of celebs dressed up for the holiday and several of them got all glammed up to pay homage to other celebrities. Dope!

We’ve got stars like Ciara who totally fanned out for the ladies, slaying as Janet Jackson (with her husband Russell Wilson as Busta Rhymes), Nicki Minaj, Megan Thee Stallion & Cardi B.

City Girls rapper Yung Miami channeled Lil Kim, actress Skai Jackson served up Foxy Brown realness, rapper GHerbo & his girlfriend Tiana Williams gave us Jay-Z and Beyoncé "Bonnie & Clyde" vibes, Marsai Martin perfected Rihanna’s May 2020 British VOGUE cover and actress Ryan Destiny made us do a DOUBLE TAKE as Lauryn Hill.

Peep their epic costumes/tributes below:

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                  JJ. Busta. Maleficent. Carnage. Lil Pup. #GoodTimes #Halloween

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                  Me on you. You on me. What’s it’s gonna be? @DangeRussWilson @JanetJackson & @BustaRhymes

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                  ONIKA

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                  MEG THEEEE STALLION

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                  CARDI. Swipe to the right for a Surprise. #Halloween

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                  Music too hard mouth too nasty clothes too tight ass to sassy @lilkimthequeenbee

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                  Happy Halloween! Much love to @foxybrown ______ Styled by- @scotlouie Hair- @hair4kicks Hair provided- @themanemafia Makeup- @brandyallen Nails- @dallasalexiaxo - @dennis247_

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                  03’ Bonnie & Clyde @nolimitherbo #happyhalloween

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                  Happy Halloween

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                  Go watch my new YouTube video to see how all my Halloween looks came together!! link in bio

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                  This was very necessary. Photographer: @blaircaldwell Makeup: @ernestocasillas Hair: @jstayready_

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You literally can't tell the difference between Ryan's pic and Lauryn's pic. Sheesh!

Swipe through our gallery below for more, including Lil Nas X as Nicki Minaj, Sherri Shepherd as Da Brat, "RHOA" star Marlo Hampton as Foxy Brown, "Catfish" co-host Kamie Crawford as Mariah Carey, as well as model Winnie Harlow & her NBA boyfriend Kyle Kuza as Dorothy Dandridge and Harry Belafonte + MORE!

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OUR FAVORITE YBF CELEBS STILL SHUT IT DOWN WITH THEIR HALLOWEEN 2020 COSTUMES!

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The Pool Scene - - Independent

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Champions Shine at Space City Open VIII

Woodward, Gomez, Aranas, Ng, and Martinez, III Earn Titles

Sky Woodward swept the Space City Open VIII, 128-player 9-ball division, taking down Roberto “Superman” Gomez in the final set, 9-2. The two-time Mosconi Cup MVP finished second in the one pocket and 5th-6th in the 9-ball banks, to become the newest, Space City Open “All-Around” Champion. Gomez took home his first title in the one pocket division, and although he took second in the 9-ball, he was unable to catch Woodward in the all-around points race. James “DD” Aranas showed off his skills in the 9-ball banks, holding all of his opponents to two or less games, and defeating Jalal Alsarisi in the final, 4-2. In the ladies 9-ball division, Ming “The Empress” Ng defended her title against Ellen Robinson, and Lazaro “Little Laz” Martinez, III, defeated brother, Gabriel Martinez, capturing his second, consecutive, junior 9-ball title.

The largest pool tournament in Texas, the annual Space City Open, has a reputation of hosting some of the greatest players in the world. This year was exceptional, with the return of Sky Woodward. The recently named, Mosconi Cup MVP, debuted at the 2012 Space City Open, winning the 9-ball banks division, and making his last appearance in 2014. Five years later, Woodward joined a star-studded line-up, including Roberto Gomez, James Aranas, Jalal Alsarisi, and Tommy Tokoph, along with defending 9-ball champion, James Davis, Jr., defending one pocket champion, Josh Roberts, and defending banks champion, Evan Lunda, to compete for a piece of the $56,770 payout, and $1,500 all-around bonus, sponsored by John Newsome and Johnny Gonzales of Eagle Plumbing.

The derby-like, Space City Open VIII, was held December 5th-8th, 2019, at Big Tyme Billiards in Spring, Texas, amassing 178 players, over five divisions, with four days of free live streaming provided by Southern Streaming. The 9-ball was played on twenty Diamond bar tables, and the one pocket and banks were played on six, nine foot tables. Cyclop “Zeus” ball sets and Accu-Racks by Outsville Billiards were provided for all divisions.

The open 9-ball division presented a more than stellar field. Tommy Tokoph, formerly of Albuquerque, New Mexico, now residing in Houston, took the field by storm. Making his way to the final eight on the winners’ side, Tokoph defeated James Aranas, 9-8, J.C.Torres, 9-5, Roberto Gomez, 9-4, and Aaron Springs, 9-5. Josh Roberts ousted Neil Saidawi, 9-0, Mike Hefren, Jon Demet, 9-4, and Marvin Diaz, 9-1. Jalal Alsarisi ran through Glenn Mitchell, 9-6, Sylver Ochoa, 9-0, Barry Strickland, 9-2, and Marc Garza, 9-6. Oklahoma’s Joey Gray overwhelmed Victor Rojas, 9-2, Roberto Aguilar, 9-1, Louis Vickio, 9-1, and Josh Hillard, 9-4. Also from Oklahoma, Billy Dyke defeated David Chow, 9-3, Bobby Perez, 9-8, Tony Scott, 9-5, and Troy Woodard, 9-5. Kevin Guimond bested Alexander Mojica, 9-1, Ellen Robinson, 9-0, Colton Berzins, 9-2, and Tony Top, 9-3. Sky Woodward claimed victories over Chris Baggett, 9-4, Evan Lunda, 9-6, Manny Chau, 9-1, and Ernesto Bayaua, 9-3, while James Davis, Jr. disappointed David Williams, 9-3, Andrew Rodriguez, 9-1, Joey Bourgeois, Jr., 9-4, and Joey Torres, 9-7. Settling the winners’ side, final four, Tokoph sent Roberts west, 9-7, while Alasarisi demolished Gray, 9-3. Dyke overcame Guimond, 9-6, and Woodward wasted little time with Davis, Jr., sending him west, 9-1. Reaching the final eight on the one-loss side, Jesus Atencio amassed eight wins, including victories over John Gabriel, 7-1, and Roberts, 7-0. Gomez ended Bayaua, 7-5, and Gray, 7-4, while Derek Fontenot booked seven matches, with wins over Manny Chau, 7-2, and Guimond, 7-3. After losing his first match to Charlie Bryant, 9-4, Alex Calderone closed out seven sets, with triumphs over Marc Garza and Davis, Jr., by the same score, 7-1. Back on the east side, Tokoph forged ahead, beating Alsarisi, 9-7, while Woodward throttled Dyke, 9-1. For the first time, crowds witnessed a hot seat match-up with the indomitable Sky Woodward, and one of Houston’s best, Tommy Tokoph. With three of his four previous matches yielding 9-1 scores, Woodward maintained his momentum, dealing Tokoph his first loss, 9-1. With four remaining on the west side, Gomez thwarted Atencio, and hindered Dyke, by the same score, 7-2. Calderone secured an eighth win over Fontenot, 7-6, but came up short against Alsarisi, 7-6. After losing his third round match to Tokoph, Gomez took out nine players on the one-loss side, including Alsarisi, 7-1, and finally, Tokoph, 7-1, to meet Woodward. Gomez faced off with the unrivaled youth, in a first-time, Space City Open match-up. Sky played flawlessly, stringing multiple racks, offering Gomez only two chances at the table. In the end, Woodward overwhelmed Gomez the first set, 9-2, to earn his first, Space City Open 9-ball title. It was down to Woodward, Gomez, and Alsarisi in the all-around. With this win, Sky sewed up the bonus, and became the first player in Space City Open history to win both 9-ball and 9-ball banks titles.

The one pocket division was single elimination, and kicked off Saturday morning at 10:00 a.m., with a 32-player field. Sky Woodward took charge, with victories over John Braud, 4-0, Jalal Alsarisi, 4-2, and Ernesto Bayaua, 4-3. Local talent, Marvin Diaz, eliminated J.C. Torres, 4-1, James Aranas, 4-3, and Jacob Pennison, 4-1. Rounding out the final four, Roberto Gomez bested John Gabriel, 4-2, Joey Gray, 4-3, and Shane McMinn, 4-3, while Josh Roberts defeated Aaron Springs, 4-0, Tommy Tokoph, 4-2, and Chip Compton, 4-1. In the next round, Woodward out-maneuvered Diaz, 4-2, and Gomez passed Roberts, 4-2. Woodward and Gomez remained, and at the close of the event, by the narrowest of margins, Roberto Gomez was crowned the newest, Space City Open, one pocket champion.

The single elimination, 32-player, 9-ball banks division, began Thursday at 7:00 p.m., and concluded on Friday evening. Chip Compton defeated Alex Calderone, 4-3, Shane Harvey, 4-2, and Justin Espinosa, 4-0, while James Aranas made his way to the final four with victories over Shane McMinn, 4-1, Jesse Davida, 4-1, and Sky Woodward, 4-1. Sylver Ochoa took out Tommy Tokoph, Florida’s David Uwate, 4-1, and Ernesto Bayaua, 4-3, while Jalal Alsarisi ended Roberto Gomez, 4-3, John Gabriel, 4-3, and former all-around champion, Josh Roberts, 4-3. Final four action witnessed Compton fall to Aranas, 4-2, and Alsarisi shut out Ochoa, 4-0. In the final match, Aranas overcame Alsarisi, 4-2, earning his first, Space City Open, 9-ball banks title.

Thirty-two women players converged on the Space City Open to compete for over $5,000 in the ladies 9-ball division. WPBA player, Kelly Isaac, took the lead with wins over junior player, April Gonzales, 7-2, Natalie Rocha, 7-2, and Janeen Lee, 7-3. Ellen Robinson beat Michelle Yim, 7-5, Sandra Melo, 7-3, and Courtney Peters, 7-5, while Kelly Jones of Mobile, Alabama, sent Teresa Garland west, 7-2, along with Calaia Jackson, 7-2, and Melissa Smith, 7-2. Local favorite Ming Ng began her trek, dominating Ruth Paine, 7-4, Christie Castro, 7-4, and Aryana Lynch, 7-1. Final four winners’ side action witnessed Robinson defeat Isaac, 7-3, and Ng overtake Jones, 7-2. In the hot seat match, Robinson played impeccably, breaking and running three racks to defeat Ng, 7-2. On the one-loss side, Lee eliminated Kim Pierce, 5-1, and Jones, 5-0, while Lynch took out Smith, 5-1, falling in turn to Isaac, 5-3. Lee crept past Isaac, 5-4, but faltered to Ng, 5-2. The finals rematch between Robinson and Ng was a long and fierce battle, with Ng securing the first set, 7-4. In overtime, tied with four games each, an unforced error by Robinson gave Ng the edge she needed to close out the set, 5-4, and earn her second, consecutive, Space City Open ladies 9-ball division title.

In the junior 9-ball division, twelve teens, seventeen and under, came together to compete for cash, and a coveted Space City Open plaque. John Benavides charged, with wins over Gabriel Garcia, 7-0, and Malachi Walker, 7-3, while April Gonzales subdued Cesar Garcia, 7-6, and brother, Jacob Gonzales, 7-4. Tyler Miller edged out Larissa Almendarez, 7-6, but fell to Lazaro “Little Laz” Martinez, III, 7-3. Kyle Yi bested Owen Chapple, 7-3, but was denied by Gabriel Martinez, 7-5. Benavides slid past A. Gonzales, 7-6, and Martinez, III out-moved G. Martinez, 7-2. With his meticulous play, defending champion, Martinez, III, shut out Benavides for the hot seat, 7-0. On the one-loss side, Yi was on a roll, eliminating Miller, 5-3, and A. Gonzales, 5-2. J. Gonzales beat Walker, 5-4, but lost to G. Martinez, 5-2. Down to the final four, G. Martinez terminated Yi, 5-3, and Benavides, 5-3, for a shot at his first, Space City Open title. The junior 9-ball final was a repeat of last year’s showdown, with “Little Laz”, and brother, Gabriel, battling it out for the championship. In the final, Lazaro proved too much for Gabriel, defeating him 7-0, defending his Space City Open, junior 9-ball title.

Space City Open would like to thank those who were instrumental in the production of this event; event staff, John Newsome, Kim Newsome, Ruth Paine, Mike Fabacher with Southern Streaming, Chris Lue with Chris Lue Photography, Big Tyme Billiards owners and staff; sponsors, Poison by Predator Cues, Cyclop Pool Balls, APA of North Harris County, Vapor Fiend, Outsville Billiards; and vendors, Jerry Olivier Cues and Cue Repair, Joe Salazar Connoisseur of Custom Cues, Champions Cues, Brutal Game Gear, and Action 24/7.

“We want to congratulate all the winners, and thank the players and patrons for making this event the most successful Space City Open to date. Space City Open IX is scheduled for December 3rd-6th, 2020, so mark your calendars!” – Kim Newsome, Space City Open Founder.

The Space City Open is the largest pool tournament in Texas, and is held annually, the first week in December. For more information, visit www.SpaceCityOpen.com.

Written By: Kim Newsome Photos By: Chris Lue Photography

Payouts:

All-Around Champion Sky Woodward $1,500

Open 9-Ball – 128 players (Total $35,740)

1st Sky Woodward $3,300/$6,200/$1,580 2nd Roberto Gomez $2,000/$4,000/$1,185 3rd Tommy Tokoph $1,300/$3,000/$790 4th Jalal Alsarisi $900/$2,100/$395 5th-6th Billy Dyke, Alex Calderone $500/$1,200 ea. 7th-8th Jesus Atencio, Derek Fontenot $300/$655 ea. 9th-12th James Davis, Jr., Kevin Guimond, Joey Gray, Josh Roberts $170/$400 ea. 13th-16th Ernesto Bayaua, Manny Chau, John Gabriel, Marc Garza $110 ea. 17th-24th Michael Alonzo, Josh Hillard, Joey Torres, Marvin Diaz, Troy Woodard, Jerry Alvarez, Aaron Springs, Tony Top $70 ea. 25th-32nd Jacob Pennison, J.C. Torres, Charlie Bryant, Cesar Garcia, Johnny Griffin, James Aranas, Jon Demet, Will Felder $50 ea.

One Pocket – 32 players (Total $7,060)

1st Roberto Gomez $1,300/$1,800 2nd Sky Woodward $900/$1,000 3rd-4th Josh Roberts, Marvin Diaz $440/$350 ea. 5th-8th Ernesto Bayaua, Jacob Pennison, Chip Compton, Shane McMinn $120 ea.

9-Ball Banks – 32 players (Total $7,160)

1st James Aranas $1,300/$1,800 2nd Jalal Alsarisi $900/$1,000 3rd-4th Chip Compton, Sylver Ochoa $440/$400 5th-8th Ernesto Bayaua, Sky Woodward, Josh Roberts, Justin Espinosa $120 ea.

Ladies 9-Ball – 32 players (Total $5,010)

1st Ming Ng $570/$1,360 2nd Ellen Robinson $400/$950 3rd Janeen Lee $250/$660 4th Kelly Isaac $160/$400 5th-6th Kelly Jones, Aryana Lynch $80/$200 ea. 7th-8th Kim Pierce, Melissa Smith $40 ea.

Junior 9-Ball – 12 players (Total $300)

1st Lazaro Martinez, III $150 2nd Gabriel Martinez $100 3rd John Benavides $50

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Can you write a Jimberly Halloween fic. Pleaaaaaase.

(Here is some MMPR Jimbrely and if they were 15/16 in 1993 then they would be 12/13 in 1989. Oh look I can write an 80′s AU fic in honor of IT/Stranger Things and the Goonies!)

It was his last year going Trick or Treating; after that hewould be thirteen and had to pass out candy. Billy ran up to his door andknocked. He adjusted his glasses before he opened his arms. Jason didn’t knowwho he was. Zack ran up in a red leather jacket, one glove and sunglasses.

“Thriller Michael Jackson?” Jason said and Zack smiled andhugged his oldest friend. “Who are you billy? An elf?”

“I’m Spock! Star Trek!” Billy said and looked to hisfriends. “Trini will get it. Who are you?

“I’m not in costume yet, give me a few minutes… the suit is…elaborate.” Jason said.

“Where are they?” Zack asked.

“Kim should be over soon,” Jason said.

“How do you know that?” Zack said and elbowed him.

“Shut up,” Jason said and ran upstairs to get dressed.

“Zack what did you by that? Are you insinuating that Jay andKim are together?” Billy said.

“I wish Trini was here to translate,” Zack said.

“I didn’t use any words out of our fifth grade vocabulary,”Billy said. “You’re pulling my leg aren’t you?”

“I could never get one past you Billy,” Zack said andsmiled.

“Stop teasing him Zack,” Trini said, she wore a yellowjumpsuit and a red wig.

“April O’Neil! We should have been the turtles!” Billy said.

“You would be Donny, Jason is so Leo and I would be Mikey,who would be Ralph?” Zack said.

“Kim could,” Trini said.

“I’d rather be Catwoman,” she said as she wore all blackspandex and a homemade mask with big cat ears and whiskers.

“Wow very comic accurate Kim,” Billy said. “I think I hearJay.”

Jason was at the top of his stairs, he was in a movie accurateBatman costume. All black, fake muscles and the bright yellow and black Batsigul. Unlike the movie costume his mother made sure her son could turn hishead. He walked down the stairs and didn’t even notice Trini or Kim. The maskmade his vision a bit obscured.

“Hello movie Batman,” Billy said. “See in the comics he isgray and blue.”

“They’re Batman and Catwoman, called it,” Zack said toTrini.

“What are you talking about?” she said.

“I meant to say that to Billy,” he said, “You were closer.”

“Let’s go trick or treating,” Jason said.

“Next year we should coordinate a group costume,” Kim said.

“This is my last year dressing up,” Jason said. “I’ll be ateenager next year.”

“We should have a party,” Zack said.

“I never thought of it,” Jason said.

“I’ve never been to a party,” Billy said.

“Then we have to have the best one,” Trini said. “Let’s goget candy!”

***

“Where is Zack?” Kim asked.

“Bulk and Skull threw a water balloon, so he had a scaryclown mask in his candy bag and chased them around Angel Grove. I think Bulkwet his pant,” Jason said.

“And Billy?” Kim asked.

“He and Trini had back up costumes and are going around forround two,” he said. “Trini says she is going to sell the candy and donate themoney to charity.”

“Aw, that’s adorable,” she said. “I’m glad we’re alone.”

Jason was glad he still had his Batman mask on because hisface became instantly hot. He chuckled nervously as he adjusted his pillow casefull of candy to his other shoulder. He stopped and looked at her.

“Why did you pick Catwoman?” he said.

“Well I think her and Batman should be together,” she said.

“I’ve only seen the movie and she isn’t in it,” he saidnervously.

“My dad is a comic book nerd, I sometimes read the stuff hedoesn’t have locked up,” she said. “My mom thinks he likes them more than her.”

“So uh how does a super hero and a super villain…” he said.

Kim kissed his cheek and took his hands. They locked eyesand he smiled before he took off the mask. She removed her mask as well. Hedidn’t know what to say or do but their cheeks were both bright red. Hechuckled softly.

“You can kiss me Bruce Wayne,” she said.

“Okay Catwoman,” he said.

“Selina Kyle,” she said.

“Sorry, Selina Kyle,” he said and kissed her.