#Dick Masterson

[heru-naugrim]

The Biggest Problem in the Universe, listing every problem in the universe from ants to aids

[loveofmychips]

get him back! - Steven Hyde x Reader

A/N: first time writing for That 70s Show! This is based on Season 1, and inspired by the new song, ‘get him back!’ by Olivia Rodrigo. I heard the lyrics and thought immediately of Hyde. Hope you love this, and let me know what you think. DISCLAIMER, I DO NOT SUPPORT DANNY MASTERSON, I AM WRITING FOR THE CHARACTER HYDE ONLY!!!

Summary: you decide you want to get your ex back….just in a more ‘sinister’ way

Pairing: Steven Hyde x Reader

Word Counter: 3,512

Warnings: angst, slow burn, cursing, toxic relationship (pls don’t think this is healthy lol), lotsss of arguing, mentions of sex, harassment, alcohol

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I met a guy in the summer, and I left him in the spring

He argued with me about everything

He had an ego and a temper and a wandering eye

He said he's six-foot-two, and I'm like, "Dude, nice try"

You were introduced to the gang in the summer by Donna. You had been talking to her throughout sophomore year, and she decided you would be a perfect fit for the group.

Everyone was kind of weird, but you found it fun and loved how things were always different with them, especially when it came to Steven Hyde.

You had always thought he was cute, even before officially meeting him. His curly hair was something you wanted to touch and play with, and his eyes hidden behind sunglasses made him seem mysterious. Not to mention, who doesn't love a ‘fuck the patriarchy’ kind of attitude.

So, despite it taking a while to happen, you both eventually started dating at the beginning of the new year. And it was a complete trainwreck.

Hyde was the worst boyfriend at times. He never wanted to do the things you wanted, he would show up late to pick you up, and sometimes it felt like you were just convenient eye candy.

What made it worse? It was clear he had a thing for Donna, despite her and Eric wanting to be together.

After a month, others started to notice.

You were in the basement with Eric, working on a school project when Donna walked in.

"Hey, y/n, can we talk?" Donna asked as she sat on the couch.

"Well, we are kind of busy," Eric started before you interrupted with, "Yeah, sure."

Eric looked taken aback but put his book down anyway and sat back. "Right, it's not like we need to do schoolwork. Who needs education?"

"Eric, shut up," Donna rolled her eyes. "Look, we need to talk about you and Hyde... I don't know if you should keep going out with him."

There was an awkward silence before Eric got up. "I'm gonna... go anywhere but here," he said before rushing up the steps.

"What are you talking about?" You sighed, putting down your own books.

"He treats you like crap! I was at The Hub yesterday, and he showed up. I asked if you were with him, and all he had to say was, 'No,' and I know for a fact you were excited to have a movie night with him last night. You don't deserve to be treated like that!" Donna insisted.

You hesitated for a moment. That's where he was. It was bad enough he never showed up for your date at the theater, but the idea that he was with Donna instead made it even worse. You ended up drowning your feelings in buttered-up popcorn and the movie "Fun with Dick and Jane."

Most of the time when he wanted to hang out, he would drag you out to multiple parties and any club he could sneak you both into. If it was something you wanted to do, like a movie night, you would find yourself alone.

You shrugged it off, telling Donna, "Oh no. We actually canceled it. I wanted some alone time."

Donna saw through your excuse and tried to argue with you, but that day you insisted on moving on.

It didn't get better. You had more interactions similar to it, not only with Donna but soon with Eric, Jackie, and even Fez, all within the same week.

He said I was the only girl, but that just wasn't the truth

And when I told him how he hurt me, he'd tell me I was trippin'

But I am my father's daughter, so maybe I could fix him

"Hyde, can we talk?" You asked softly as he flipped through a magazine next to you on the bed.

"What about?" He mumbled, not really paying attention to you. Not like he had been for the entire two hours you'd been at his house.

"Hyde, you stood me up last week. Can you put down the magazine?"

Hyde huffed and threw it down, saying, "There. What?"

You took a deep breath and sat up on his bed. "Look, I know you're not always the most romantic or anything, and I'm not trying to demand too much, but can we agree that if we set a date, you'll show up to it? It's really embarrassing for me, and others notice-"

"It's none of their business. Since when did you care what the others think?" Hyde questioned, his eyes narrowing at you behind his dark-tinted sunglasses. Despite wearing them, you always could tell his expression behind them.

"Well, I care when I get told by everyone that you treat me like shit," you stated in a point-blank manner.

Hyde chuckled a little, as if you were stating lies that were barely grazing his tough, shielded skin. "I don't treat you like shit."

"You ditched me last week! I think I have a right to want to talk about it, instead of you grunting your way through it like a caveman," you defended, glaring at the man in front of you.

Hyde was pissed. You always let him off the hook, and the one time you tried to talk about it, he was acting like you were the bad guy.

"I'm not grunting! You're making a big deal out of nothing. This is why guys are better off being single. Girls make everything so complicated," Hyde snapped.

You were shocked he suggested the idea of it, but why should you be? It makes sense, doesn't it? The reason Hyde is a horrible boyfriend is that he doesn't want to be your boyfriend.

"Really? You mean that?" You whispered. "Then let's make it easier for you. We're over."

"Y/n, hold on-"

Before he could say anything else, you grabbed your jacket and rushed out of his house. As you left, you vaguely heard his mom yelling at you both to keep it down because her program was on.

Luckily, she wouldn't have to worry about that anymore.

So I write him all these letters, and I throw them in the trash

'Cause I miss the way he kisses and the way he made me laugh

Yeah, I pour my little heart out, but as I'm hitting "send"

I picture all the faces of my disappointed friends

Because everyone knew all of the shit that he'd do

Two months later, you were still hanging out with the gang.

Strangely enough, you were fine with being around Hyde once you got over it. At least you thought you were. Hyde only tried once to talk to you about breaking up. As quickly as you shot him down, he backed off completely, and you two practically never had conversations longer than short one-liners of insults back at each other.

Despite all the bad, you found yourself mostly remembering the good. The reasons you liked him in the first place: Hyde made you laugh, he was one hell of a kisser, and he knew how to comfort you if you were upset about school or anything else that wasn't about him.

You found comfort in your journaling, writing out your thoughts constantly because if you admitted to Jackie or Donna you missed him at night, then they would surely yell at you.

You were content writing it out. At least you thought you were.

Prom night was coming up, and people were pairing up one by one, leaving you with only two options: go with Fez or someone you barely knew.

Both were not ideal.

You were with the girls at Donna's house as she showed off her cute outfit for Prom.

"These are the shoes I'm wearing to Prom! Aren't they cool?" Donna said, holding up silver low pumps with an excited smile.

"Oh my God, I was gonna get new shoes except Michael didn't ask me," Jackie replied before you could compliment the cute shoes.

Donna looked a little discouraged before turning around and grabbing her dress off the cabinet above the fridge. "You like my Prom dress, right?"

"Of course! It matches your eyes!" You grinned, holding the end of the beautiful blue satin dress.

"I was gonna get a new Prom dress... except Michael didn't ask me," Jackie said with a pouty expression, making you and Donna just awkwardly nod. Luckily, Donna knew how to move the conversation along.

"I'm so nervous about Prom! I think it's gonna be the night that Eric and I... you know?" Donna hinted, making Jackie state, "Oh my Gosh, that's when Michael and I were gonna do it the first time!"

"You and Kelso did it like two months ago, and like thirty times after that!" You groaned out. "Look, why don't you just ask Kelso to go with you if you're so desperate?"

Jackie gasped and looked on the verge of tears. "Okay, first off, it would've been the first time at a Prom! Second off, this is the Prom! This is not the time for your stupid feminist crap!"

The door opened to reveal Eric and Kelso. The door slammed, leading to a usual standoff between Kelso and Jackie. It felt like a wild west showdown.

"Hello, Michael."

"Hello, Jackie."

"I'm just here helping Donna get ready for Prom... because Eric and Donna are going to Prom," Jackie stated, with tears still in her eyes.

"Yes, we are," Eric nodded in agreement, making you roll your eyes at the awkwardness. Kelso chuckled and replied, "I'm going to Prom...". You and Donna looked at him in hope to end the pain of Jackie complaining, while Jackie's eyes widened up until he finished his sentence, "I'm taking Pam Macy."

Donna immediately stood up and bolted out of the room into her living room, to which Eric followed nervously.

"Well, I'm gonna go—" You started heading for the door until Jackie yanked your arm back to sit down at the dining table again.

"Well, I have a date too," Jackie stated in a matter-of-fact tone, making you look at her confused. Why in the hell would she lie about that?

Then Kelso's reaction made everything make sense.

"Who is it? What's his name?" Kelso interrogated, as if he was a detective finding out who the killer is. Jackie was a spoiled brat, but damn did she know how to get a reaction out of Kelso.

"His name is... not important. What's important is he's better than you, in every conceivable way," Jackie smirked, leaning back in her chair all smug.

"Well. Damn, Jackie! That can be anybody!"

I wanna get him back

I wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad

Jackie's brilliance shone through in her unintentional advice on getting back at Hyde. As for your story, here's the continuation with grammar and punctuation improvements:

That day, you left Donna's house with a passion you had never felt before. You wondered if this is how Hyde felt when he pulled pranks on the boys or did something bad. It felt risky, but also so damn good.

You ended up going to The Hub and found a guy from school, Ethan. You never had a particular interest in Ethan. He was sort of bland but popular at school for being on the basketball team. So why him?

You distinctly remembered that one afternoon when you were dating, Hyde thought the guys who played basketball on the team were stupid for wearing uniforms with shorts.

Plus, Ethan was still somehow available, so it was perfect, right?

Well, that's where you messed up. He was available because he was a creep. He was already hinting at getting you into a hotel room before you could even figure out what time he was picking you up.

As much as you'd love to change your mind, you knew you needed a date. The plan wouldn't work without one, plus Jackie would kill you for going stag. So you went with it.

The night of prom, Ethan showed up at your door with bad intentions in his eyes.

You wore a lovely (f/c) floor-length gown with black heels that fit wonderfully to your figure. Your (h/c) hair was left down and hairsprayed to perfection, and you held a small black purse with your stuff. Long story short, you looked hot. Any idiot would have been able to see that, meaning Hyde would too.

"Well, you look ready to stay in the back seat of my car all night," Ethan badly flirted, making you roll your eyes.

"I'm more interested in going to the prom... you know, the thing I asked you to in the first place?" You hinted while walking to his car.

He moved to open the passenger-side door for you, which was sweet until he ruined it with a, "Well, we will see how you feel after an hour."

This was going to be a long night.

Oh, I wanna get him back

'Cause then again, I really miss him, and it makes me real sad

Oh, I want sweet revenge, and I want him again

I want to get him back, back, back

The Point Place Junior Prom looked adorable with the multi-colored streamers, balloons, and a rocking band, which managed to cheer you up after the lousy ride there. The entire ride, Ethan kept trying to put his hand on your thigh, as if you'd skip the entire prom just for a loud five minutes with him in a crappy motel room.

You attempted to have a fun night, but disappointment was slowly taking over you. It was the end of the night, and everyone was slow dancing. Hyde had been with Jackie, and you doubted he even was looking at you.

Ethan was nonstop insisting all night on leaving, which only continued to bug you more and more.

"Hey, Ethan, can you get me some punch?" You asked, putting a halt to the dance.

"Yeah, fine." Ethan huffed and walked away. You walked over to the table where Jackie was sitting, noticing how sad she looked.

"Hey, Jackie... you look great tonight. That color is great on you," you complimented, realizing you hadn't talked to her all night due to her being with Hyde.

"Thanks... I'm sorry I brought Hyde. I thought it would make Michael jealous, but I don't think he cares about me with Pam Macy around," Jackie admitted, before her sad eyes became soft and hopeful.

You turned to see Kelso behind you, looking down at her with love.

"Jackie."

"Michael."

You smiled at them both before getting up from the table to leave them alone. At least someone's plan worked tonight. You looked around to try and spot Ethan. He was nowhere to be found near the refreshment table, and instead, you spotted Hyde watching you.

Hyde nodded up at you in his silent, "How you doin'?" style. Slowly, you started to walk towards him.

"Hey... how's the punch?" You attempted to joke, making him crack a small smile.

Hyde pulled back his jacket to reveal a small flask. "Better with alcohol. I would ask if you want some, but you barely drank when we were together."

"Well, maybe it's a good thing that was a while ago," you commented, getting some punch and holding out your cup for him to spike it.

Hyde smirked and poured some in for you until you heard someone clear their throat.

You turned to see the one and only, Ms. Kaminski.

"Is that alcohol I see?"

Oh, I wanna key his car, I wanna make him lunch

I wanna break his heart, stitch it right back up

I wanna kiss his face with an uppercut

I wanna meet his mom, and tell her her son sucks

"Dammit, Hyde, I can't believe you got us kicked out of the dance! My date is in there!" You scolded as the double school doors closed behind you both.

Hyde rolled his eyes and attempted to start walking away from you. "Oh yeah, your date. Ethan's a real charmer," Hyde mumbled.

This is what he always did. But you weren't letting him get away that easy. Not like when you were dating. You rushed in front of him and pushed back on his shoulder to make him stop walking.

"For your information, that date was my ride home! Thanks to you, I'm walking home in heels. Which, by the way, are not comfortable!" You snapped.

"Relax, man. I can drive you home. I got Jackie's Lincoln," Hyde groaned. "I thought with the drink maybe you have chilled out a bit—"

"Chill out? Hyde, this was the junior prom! I was excited for the dance, and now it's done! All because I accepted a fucking drink from your... your dumbass!" You yelled before lightly smacking his shoulder, as most of the gang does to each other.

"Screw you, Steven Hyde. Screw your alcohol, and screw your ride! Just screw, screw, screw!"

You don't think you ever said "screw" that much in your entire life. Usually, it's a regular curse word like "fuck," but for some reason, all you could think of was... well, "screw." That's all Hyde ever had done for you. He was the one who screwed everything up. Not just tonight, but your entire past relationship.

As you started walking away down the sidewalk to go home, you instantly started to regret not putting up with your anger for the ride. God, do heeled shoes start to hurt after a short time. You knew you got out what needed to, though. Despite your breakup being so explosive, Hyde and you never talked about it otherwise. Maybe that's just because he hates relationship drama and never brought it up. Or maybe you were just too weak from the pain to ever really confront him about it all.

Regardless, the tension between you two had been brewing for 3 months, and you should have known it would have been released sooner or later.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a car approaching you from the side, and though you tried not to look, you eventually did.

Hyde was slowly driving next to you with the Lincoln, just as he promised earlier. He started rolling down the windows and said, "Y/n, get in."

"No."

"Stop acting tough. I know your feet probably hurt."

You stopped at that statement. You turned towards the window as anger slowly started brewing again.

"Oh yeah? Because you know so much, don't you? You know everrrrrything about me, don't you? Tell me more about how I'm feeling, oh please, Hyde." You growled, turning and starting to walk again.

Hyde jumped out of the Lincoln, slamming the door closed and jumping in front of you.

"You should be grateful, man! Your date was a creep and was grabbing your ass all night!" Hyde snapped. "Now cut the crap, and get in the damn car!"

His words made you freeze before saying, "How would you know he was grabbing my ass?"

"What am I, stupid?! I watched you all night—" He started before realizing what he was saying, "Dammit..."

"You're jealous—"

"No—"

"That I was with someone else." You finished.

"I wasn't jealous. I was just making sure he didn't do anything!" Hyde defended with a sigh.

You slowly moved towards him with a small smile covering your face, "Hyde..."

Hyde took a deep breath, "He's a jerk... And I was a jerk. You don't deserve that, alright? Not again." He mumbled, stepping towards you until you were close to each other's faces.

"You're right. I don't deserve that... so whatever this is right now should stop."

"Yeah... we should stop..."

Your words didn't match your actions. Neither of you backed away. It felt like hours you stood there staring into each other's eyes, when in reality it was only a minute.

"But what if we didn't?" Hyde whispered, gently reaching up to move your (h/c) hair out of your (s/c) face as a soft wind casted.

"Hyde—"

"I messed up. I know I did, alright? I suck and took you for granted. Can you forgive me?" Hyde pleaded, holding onto your face now with both of his hands.

You hesitated, knowing how everyone in the gang would feel. They would say you're stupid for taking him back. The amount of burns would be endless in the basement.

The fear of him hurting you again was strong... but damn, the temptation was stronger.

"You promise not to look at other girls? To go on dates with me like I want? To stop being late?" You whispered.

Hyde nodded quickly, "I promise—"

You cut him off, pressing your lips against his. Hyde wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as possible yet it still didn't feel close enough.

The taste of alcohol mixed with crappy high school dance punch never tasted better than on his lips and tongue. It sent fireworks throughout your body, knowing he was yours again. And it was gonna stay that way.

[iliterallydecepticanteven]

Projecting all of my hatred for certain male colleagues in STEM onto Henry Masterson and then torturing him by making his experiments fail, his codes not run properly, and his fellow scientists and lab techs be dicks to him because it's cheaper than bailing myself out of jail for throwing a beaker at a coworker's head

[ms-artzy-gurl]

Jemina and Kyle became Mastersons. Guests who attended their wedding are Aliesha Wolfe, Richard "Dick" Courtright who was hitting one poor Ellie who is a teen.... O.o Kyle met one of the parents of Jemima. Ben was there too. Overall, it was a decent wedding despite Richard being a dick... ^^;

[cybertronian-menace]

Henry Masterson post!!!! A collection of random headcannons!!!!

He can't cook. He lives off instant ramen and burger bot.

He hasn't touched a vegetable in years.

The closest he gets to drinking water is Gatorade.

His go to eye liner is wet n wild breakup proof

He uses splat hair dye and he dyes it himself so his hair is fried as fuck because he does not know what he's doing

Powell is in his phone as "sugar daddy"

He's an elon musk dick rider

Drinks five monster energy drinks a day. His favorite is the purple one

He vapes. He has piles of empty and burnt out disposables in his apartment and his lab.

Drinks everclear willingly

Eats spaghetti-o's cold straight out of the can

Showers once a week on purpose. Doesn't wash his ass or his legs. Uses 2 in 1 shampoo + body wash

Singlehandedly keeping Axe body spray in business

Paints his nails but he's really bad at it

Does not get invited to parties but he shows up anyway to everyone else's dismay

[hypocrisyofandrewdobson]

Are there any other lolcows you would be willing to cover? It's nice to have one huge resource on why someone is a twat.

Probably not, to be honest. I only covered Dobson as much as I did because I was really familiar with everything he did and knew where to go to find stuff if needed. If I did a “The Massive Ego of Moviebob” or something like that, it’d require a lot more time and effort than I’d be willing to put into something like this. Plus, for as annoying as Dobson was, he was pretty time compared to a lot of the current laughingstocks out there. They’re exceptionally vile and rage inducing.

Dobson was easy to cover because I had the background knowledge to call out his hypocrisy when I saw it. Though there are a few blogs out there that do what I do for people like Lilly Peet/Orchard and Thomas Astruc if you’re interested.

TLDR more than likely no, but maybe if something catches my eye enough, maybe I’ll do a few posts or something.

Most I’m really following in terms of internet idiots right now is laughing at Dick Masterson and that creepy Vito guy being incredibly “lol I’m not mad lol I’m so not mad lol” about a guy being really successful making a comic book company.

[thechurchofsplatterdaysaints]

Up too gd early waiting on coffee to piss through the filter. Spent weekend pulling some OT which involves a certain level of stumbling about in the lubricated haze of boozy schmoozing. Some days I feel so gd sick. Nauseous and bats in the belfry mostly. Been on steady diet of kief but that changes today. It's a fabulous rich chocolate glucerna morning here in Minnesota. The dress code for the ladies is some form of shorts/hoodie so that's what we're doing. Instead of shorts I'm doing the cut off old man boxers (Mary Stuart Masterson locker room scene in Some Kind of Wonderful) and tee for some dive bar in Iowa w/ pullover hoodie from a strip club I found for 50 cents. Indy thrifts are the best. Remember when Goodwill sold shirts for a quarter? We're never getting out from under. God bless this sweet dead baby and God forgive me but I cannot stop calling my cat Baby Pankratz. It's such a wild jumble of letters that fits perfectly in my mouth. Found an old bottle of bronzing oil so really hoping I can streak up my legs nice. I'll swallow the entire ass of anyone who can successfully fake tan. It's impossible. Sunday funday with these pig dicks! Hope you kids are keeping your holes clean.

[weepingmilkshakedreamer]

da fuckin AS2 timeline lizt 0f patientz in my au. l0l

makin diz az a part 2 0f thiz p0zt that i did l0l

[alz0 juzt like lazt time z0me characterz will be the zame since... yeah i cant think 0f shit and/0r are fr0m different AS gamez cuz, well r0le swap type ztuff. l0l]

anywayz 0nt0 the lizt, act 1 patientz:

tammy gracefulz [az an 0ld w0man]

BugBite Mike [the verzi0n 0f em zeen here btw. l0l]

Richard Thimble

Dick Masterson [uhh... the 1 fr0m amateur ninja btw.]

Donny Debonair

Scarlett Throbbing

Emo Shun [alz0 fun fact: since were 0n t0pic 0f thiz z0rt 0f... swap!bleed w0uld n0t react like h0w Alan d0ez t0 cl0wnz due t0 them having different fearz, but yeah he w0uld have a reacti0n t0 mike th0. l0l]

Edgar Stubbington III

The prezident [which iz aure0la btw]

and Batshift Crazy

act 2 patientz:

Ringo Fixit

Napoleon Trotterski

hubriz D'0bscene [bit 0f backzt0ry 0n why he'z here, basically an experiment he did with p0iz0n g0ne wr0ng and well Dwayne pretty much f0rced em t0 get help even th0 hubriz argued with em that he'z fine [he wazn't btw], and then he f0und blaineley n she t00k em 0ver t0 bleed. l0l]

Mr. snufflez [bit 0f backzt0ry az well, basically while blaineley waz 0ut playing z0me kidz went up t0 her and t00k em and t0re em up az a way t0 bully her.]

Chewtoy Chuck

Eddy the Dog

Peeping Tom

blaineley The Aide

Aure0la née svelte [well i mean bef0re bleed murderz her after surgery n ztuff]

and Dr. Alan pr0be

alz0 uhh circuz freak0ut thing:

The Ringmaster

Tricks the maedar

the man eating chicken [swap!trent]

bugeater peter III

Boris Power

Elephant Boy

The Marvellous Manfredd

Mileena Lamia the f0rtune teller [and psychic cuz yeah l0l]

Brain In The Jar

"The Ringmaster" [again]

[lboogie1906]

Nat Love (June 14, 1854 – February 11, 1921) was a cowboy and writer active in the period following the Civil War. His reported exploits have made him one of the more famous heroes of the Old West.

Despite slavery-era statutes that outlawed African American literacy, he learned to read and write as a child with the help of his father, Sampson. His parents stayed on the Love plantation as sharecroppers, attempting to raise tobacco and corn on about 20 acres, but Sampson died after the second crop was planted. He took a second job working on a local farm to help make ends meet. He was noted as having a gift for breaking horses. After some time of working extra odd jobs in the area, he won a horse in a raffle, which he sold back to the owner for $50. He used the money to leave town and, at the age of 16, headed West.

He traveled to Dodge City, where he found work as a cowboy with cattle drivers from the Duval Ranch. According to his autobiography, he fought cattle rustlers and endured inclement weather. He trained himself to become an expert marksman and cowboy, for which he earned from his co-workers the moniker “Red River Dick.” He moved to AZ, where he found work at the Gallinger Ranch located along the Gila River. He wrote in his autobiography that while working the cattle drives in AZ he met Pat Garrett, Bat Masterson, Billy the Kid, and others.

After driving a herd of cattle to the railhead in Deadwood, Dakota Territory, he entered a rodeo on the 4th of July in 1876, enticed by the $200 prize money. He won the rope, throw, ties, bridle, saddle, and bronco riding contests.

He is a character in Nine Hide and Horns, he is featured in the book Warriors, the novella, Black Hat Jack, and the novel, Paradise Sky. His story was featured in the Best Shot in the West. The Denver Art Museum displayed Nat Love, A Cowboy’s Life. In The Cherokee Kid, he is portrayed by Ernie Hudson. In They Die by Dawn, he is portrayed by Michael K. Williams. Jonathan Majors portrayed him in The Harder They Fall. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence

[kwebtv]

Character Actress

Jean Willes (born Jean Donahue; April 15, 1923 – January 3, 1989)  Film and television actress who appeared in approximately 65 films in her 38-year career.

In the early 1950′s she made the transition to television, debuting in an episode of Boston Blackie. She appeared in dozens of series in varied roles and genres such as Westerns and anthology series, Crossroads, The Caliifornians, Richard Diamond, Private Detective with David Janssen, several episodes of the Burns and Allen television series titled The George Burns and Gracie Allen Show, in the 1956 television show The Great Gildersleeve as the scheming girlfriend Eva Jane in the episode "One Too Many Secretaries," The Twilight Zone ("Will the Real Martian Please Stand Up?"), four episodes of Bonanza between 1959 and 1968, Hazel, Trackdown ("The Bounty Hunter" with Robert Culp and Steve McQueen), The Munsters, Perry Mason, The Alfred Hitchcock Hour, Bat Masterson with Gene Barry, The Beverly Hillbillies with Buddy Ebsen, McHale's Navy with Ernest Borgnine, Tombstone Territory, Dick Powell's Zane Grey Theatre, Walt Disney's Zorro with Guy Williams, and Kojak with Telly Savalas.

In 1958, in the episode "Queen of the Cimarron" of the syndicated western television series Frontier Doctor, starring Rex Allen, Willes portrayed Fancy Varden, the owner of the Golden Slipper Saloon who attempts to establish her own cattle empire with animals infected with anthrax.

Willes portrayed Belle Starr in a 1959 episode of the ABC/Warner Brothers Western series Maverick entitled "Full House," in which Joel Grey played Billy the Kid and James Garner performed a bravura pistol-twirling exhibition woven into the plot. Willes played the character Ruth in the Wanted: Dead or Alive episode, "The Eager Man", Manila Jones in "The Montana Kid", and Meghan Francis in "The Kovack Affair", all three times opposite series star Steve McQueen.

Willes played Amelia Monk in the 1967 episode, "Siege at Amelia's Kitchen", on the syndicated anthology series, Death Valley Days hosted by Robert Taylor.  (Wikipedia)

[villanesus]

I would love to hear your answers to 17, 21, 24, 28 and 39 :)

You did the thing! ( weird asks ) Thank you! :D

17. an earliest obsession you remember?

As a toddler-ish, I was very invested in the mouthfeel of paper. To the extent that my parents had to stop putting books on the bottom shelves of our bookcases. I would just pull out any old book and gnaw the corners right off. Tore up and ate drawings, stole napkins. It was A Thing. My first fandom obsession was Xena. ⚔️

21. your first celebrity crush?

This is rough because I had hella crushes on actresses when I was little, even before I knew I was queer? I genuinely have no idea which one was first, but here’s a fistful. Pre-queer awakening crushes: Jennifer Connelly (because of Labyrinth, but really in anything—her in Dark City? jesus christ), Michelle Pfeiffer (specifically as Catwoman in Batman Returns), Mary Stuart Masterson (specifically as Idgie Threadgoode in Fried Green Tomatoes), Sigourney Weaver (because of Ghostbusters), Nicole Kidman (specifically as Dr. Chase Meridian in Batman Forever). And then the first celebrity crush where I actually understood what was going on: Angelina Jolie (as Legs in Foxfire and then just about everything afterward for several years).

24. what have you learned about yourself?

This is maybe not the most poignant thing, but I was chatting with my therapist this morning and I mentioned that much of my life people have told me I’m really patient and reassuring. (I promise this is not a humblebrag.) The thing that I’ve learned is that I’m massively patient because trauma taught me the best way to be safe is to be the quietest, calmest, least demanding person in any space. As a result, my ability to perform patience is huge, but it comes at an extreme cost to my emotional energy and well-being. So, I need to give myself permission to be a dick once in a while. Or, not even a dick, just to prioritize myself in more situations.

28. an unusual song that’s your favorite?

I’m not sure how unusual this is, but it’s not exactly a radio favorite. I really love And All That Could Have Been by Nine Inch Nails. The build that starts around 2:10 makes me emotional, and I go feral when the drums turn up around 4:15. I recommend it with headphones and a foolishly high bass EQ.

39. is there wise words you live by?

I imagine the correct answer to this is a pithy quote, but I think my life philosophy is best represented by the book I Had Trouble in Getting to Solla Sollew by Dr. Seuss (I know, nothing from my childhood has aged gracefully, including Seuss). The last page pretty much sums it up: Then I started back home To the Valley of Vung I know I’ll have troubles. I’ll, maybe, get stung. I’ll always have troubles. I’ll, maybe, get bit By that Green-Headed Quail On the place where I sit. But I’ve bought a big bat. I’m all ready, you see. Now my troubles are going To have trouble with me! Shit is absolutely going to happen. Just acknowledge it and bring your bat.

[heru-naugrim]

New Cartoon: https://youtu.be/sjt-6wfv9ls

[docrotten]

THE EXORCIST (1973) – Episode 200 – Decades Of Horror 1970s

“What an excellent day for an exorcism.” You don’t have to say that twice. Join your faithful Grue Crew – Doc Rotten, Chad Hunt, Bill Mulligan, Jeff Mohr, and guest hosts Daphne Monary-Ernsdorff and Crystal Cleveland – as they finally tackle one of the best and most influential horror movies in history, The Exorcist (1973) from director William Friedkin and writer William Peter Blatty.

Decades of Horror 1970s Episode 200 – The Exorcist (1973)

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Decades of Horror 1970s is partnering with the WICKED HORROR TV CHANNEL (https://wickedhorrortv.com/) which now includes video episodes of the podcast and is available on Roku, AppleTV, Amazon FireTV, AndroidTV, and its online website across all OTT platforms, as well as mobile, tablet, and desktop.

When a young girl is possessed by a mysterious entity, her mother seeks the help of two Catholic priests to save her life.

  Director: William Friedkin

Writer: William Peter Blatty (written for the screen by, from the novel by)

Cinematographer: Owen Roizman; Billy Williams (Mosul sequences)

Editing by: Norman Gay, Evan A. Lottman (as Evan Lottman), Bud S. Smith (Iraq sequence), Jordan Leondopoulos (supervising field editor)

Art Direction-Set Decoration: Bill Malley, Jerry Wunderlich

Sound: Robert Knudson, Christopher Newman

Makeup Department: 

Dick Smith (makeup artist)

Robert Laden (special makeup effects artist) (uncredited)

William A. Farley (hair stylist) (as Bill Farley)

Special Effects: 

Marcel Vercoutere (special effects)

Rick Baker (special effects assistant) (uncredited)

Composer: Jack Nitzsche (composer: additional music)

Selected Cast:

Ellen Burstyn as Chris MacNeil

Max von Sydow as Father Merrin

Lee J. Cobb as Lt. Kinderman

Kitty Winn as Sharon

Jack MacGowran as Burke Dennings

Jason Miller as Father Karras

Linda Blair as Regan

William O’Malley as Father Dyer (credited as Reverend William O’Malley S.J.)

Barton Heyman as Dr. Klein

Peter Masterson as Dr. Barringer – Clinic Director (as Pete Masterson)

Rudolf Schündler as Karl

Gina Petrushka as Willi

Robert Symonds as Dr. Taney

Arthur Storch as Psychiatrist

Thomas Bermingham as Tom – President of University (as Reverend Thomas Bermingham S.J.)

Vasiliki Maliaros as Karras’ Mother

Titos Vandis as Karras’ Uncle

John Mahon as Language Lab Director

Wallace Rooney as Bishop Michael

Ron Faber as Chuck – Assistant Director / Demonic Voice

Donna Mitchell as Mary Jo Perrin

Roy Cooper as Jesuit Dean

Robert Gerringer as Senator at Party

Dick Callinan as Astronaut (uncredited)

Elinore Blair as Nurse (uncredited)

William Peter Blatty as The Producer (uncredited)

Mercedes McCambridge as Demon (voice)

Eileen Dietz as Demon’s Face (uncredited)

Ann Miles as Spiderwalk (uncredited)

Vincent Russell as Subway Vagrant (uncredited)

It’s finally time to discuss The Exorcist (1973). The 70s Grue Crew have waited 200 episodes to tackle what is arguably the most influential horror film of the decade and beyond. The regular cast of “characters” have invited a few friends to enjoy the extra-long conversation: Daphne Monary-Ernsdorff, co-host of The Classic Era; and, Crystal Cleveland, the Livin6Dead6irl, co-host of the 80s. In other words, the whole damn family of Decades of Horror co-hosts are on hand for this one. Settle in for this in-depth look at director William Friedkin’s ultimate fright-fest and join the Grue Crew to celebrate 200 episodes of Decades of Horror 1970s.

At the time of this writing, The Exorcist is available to stream from MAX. The film is also available on physical media as The Exorcist 50th Anniversary Edition – Theatrical & Extended Director’s Cut (4K Ultra HD + Digital).

Gruesome Magazine’s Decades of Horror 1970s is part of the Decades of Horror two-week rotation with The Classic Era and the 1980s. In two weeks, the next episode, chosen by Chad, will be The Psychic, aka Sette note in nero, aka Murder to the Tune of the Seven Black Notes, aka Seven Notes in Black, released in Italy in 1977. This one is giallo, Fulci-style!

We want to hear from you – the coolest, grooviest fans: comment on the site or email the Decades of Horror 1970s podcast hosts at feedback@gruesomemagazine.com. 

Check out this episode!

[branzinos]

watching leah remini and mike rinders post trial analysis of the danny masterson ruling (begins here. tw: sa mentions) and these women were so brave. scientology can fucking rot in hell. I hope his fuckin dick falls off in jail.

[wrongydkjquotes]

"Ha! Now do you understand why so many people love me, even though I'm the biggest dick in this entire show? It's because I'm Cookie frickin' Masterson! Accept no substitutes."

(Source: Seto Kaiba, Yu-Gi-Oh! The Abridged Series)

[c-jandxena-xenomorph]

If I was in transformers animated part 2

Warning cursing

During the episode return of the headmaster

Once we both got to the door to leave after I helped sari pack Powell's Bitch ass decides to come in the room acting like he owns the place.

Powell: hey, CJ can I ask you for a favor?

Me: Why would I ever do a favor for you You just evicted a child you asshole.

Powell: My sister won't stop asking me to help or find her son someone to date so I was hoping you would date my nephew Dylan.

Me: I knew that if you had a niece or a nephew They would have the stupidest names in the world but Dylan? If I wanted to fuck a Dylan I would go to Middle school detention!

Powell: please do this My sister won't shut up Dylan's her oldest son.

Me: her oldest son were her other children already dating someone? Show me an adult man named Dylan YOU FUCKING CAN'T THEY'RE ALL IN PRISON FOR DUI'S BY THE TIME THEY'RE 19!!!

Powell: how do you know about his difficult past?

Me: I know everything like how you hired that asshole that decapitated Bulkhead bitch.

Henry Masterson: I'm right here

Me: SHUT UP!!!

I then proceeded to kick both of them in the dick and grab tutor bot and spark plug.

Me: I'm taking the dogs. Dumbass!