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Ewan McGregor’s characters in yandere (3 part)

and I finally deigned to release the third part, which i promised you fur more than two months! i hope you liked it very much and partly dedicated (because it was written because of this person) to @compulsivewriter111​. thank you!

Brendan Lynch — possessive, aggressive, obsessive and controlling yandere.

In his work — if there was such a name — there was an unspoken rule: either you stop thinking with a penis, or you get the fuck out of the team; a person of the first type deserved to die, because he can easily betray a friend and substitute the team. Brendan couldn't stand traitors; his eyes glowed like steel, his hands clenched tightly, ready to stab, and his body tensed. He killed traitors, abandoned them and destroyed them; who knew that after serving a long term, he would still take pity on you. In prison, Brendan had all the time in the world, and he was thinking during chess games about you, your betrayal and betrayal; he was thinking about how he would get even with you, burn his own name on his body.

The first meeting was sudden and very meager, just glances were enough; the second, when Sam already informed him about your participation in the robbery, Brendan could not stand it, he accumulated hatred for a long time, but everything turned out more or less peacefully, apart from a couple of bruises on wrists, neck and stomach. Brendan, teeth clenched, will take you with him and will not let you go a step, will always be near, like a demon, a ghost, a devil. He threatens you when he sees disobedience, and beats you for running away. Control is his middle name.

Don't make Brendan angry — every dog in Australia knows about it. And it doesn't matter if you are his friend or his beloved, he will not stand it and take out his anger on you, make you beg for forgiveness on his knees. The scenes of betrayal remain fresh; Lynch literally makes you walk around the house on tiptoe, and when he takes a shower, he demands that you sit next to him so that he can see you. He hates screams, he hates pathetic people with their «don't hurt me»; he shuts your mouth and no matter how much you try to escape, Brendan won't let you go. For too long his fate has been controlled by you, his time has come.

“Do what you're fucking told.”

***

Elmont — protective, possessive, controlling and obsessive yandere.

Elmont knew about the rules from childhood, adjusted to others and always respected future responsibilities, had an idea of honor and was ready for anything. What he was not ready for was friend Isabelle — it was their youth and Elmont looking after them noblely when they, in an attempt to escape from the palace, stole things and food from the maids. When he was once again assigned to guard a newly arrived princess from another kingdom, he was not happy; when he found out that this princess was you, his heartbeat seemed to be audible even through his armor.

This time your stay has become a long one. He seems to already know you by heart — he has long since learned your habits, the way you walk and hold a sword, since he taught it himself, — the charming voice and even the seductive smell of your hair; Elmont could recognize your top slightly, even surrounded by men alone; and beside you — Isabelle, just like you, wearing long hoods. With your escapes, you only complicate his life, but sometimes it seems as if he is fascinated by it, as if he likes to chase you.

You will never be able to hear a confession from his mouth, but full control is provided for you; even Isabelle Elmont treats more favorably than he treats you, constantly saying that this is just your safety. He often reminds you of your dead mother, and when he holds you in a warm embrace, he caresses your head and says that he will protect you; that he is always there, and you have him. And he has you.

"Princess, you don't know about obligations and laws any better than I do, but does that stop me from loving you?”

***

Alistair Martland — jealous, obsessive, soft and dependent yandere.

An old love, a university love, his very real love. No matter how much time passed, no matter what adventures she got involved in (and he with her), no matter how many refusals he heard, Alistair knew: he was doomed to be with you, to be under your seductive power. The written poems from the university, which he is still afraid to read to you, were still kept in his house, but he never had the courage. The boss of M-5, a promising employee, locked in a kennel of his own emotions, too sensitive and knowing you from cover to cover. You've been saving him, helping him, dragging him along all these long years.

Alistair endures — endures for a long time: five-minute dates when you can't wait to leave him; stroking on the head that he loves when you need something; tolerates your ridiculous antics and covers up before the government. He will always forgive you; he will shake his head and try to kiss you, but he will get permission with the condition not to touch. Alistair watches over you, does everything for you — helps out with money when you're broke, and asks you to move in with him; helps out when you get to the police on charges of theft.

His knowledge of art is the most famous artists and writers; he asks you to tell him about them; he closes his eyes in delight and leans against your shoulder, listening in peace with a wonderful voice. Alistair loves you, but he knows in his heart that his feelings are not mutual, wrong, and he has no right to cover for you. When you are alone, he opens a bottle of red Chardonnay, lies down next to you and is about to confess... how the bell rings and you leave. Alistair remains at a loss to watch you for the rest of her life.

"Do you remember I wrote poems about Johanna at university? I wrote about you...”

***

Dave Braden — protective, manipulative and obsessive yandere.

“It was just a job," Dave continued to assure himself, "just an article, first — hand information.” After all, he did not collect every record of yours and went to every concert in the city, he did not cut out photos from magazines, he did not store newspapers with your interviews and dreamed of taking his own. When Rolling Stone reported that they should write an article about such a famous singer, Dave could not miss such a good opportunity, so armed with dictaphones, a pen and a notebook, he went to your house.

To be honest, you weren't particularly happy about his appearance — or any journalists — but he managed to break into the house; and your home excited him, he immediately drew attention to scattered things, records in a chaotic order, a bunch of books and a couple of musical instruments. In his head, Dave immediately stressed that he would definitely look here a second time, but for more important things. He will try to ingratiate himself with you: he will say nice words, pretend to be a victim, remembering his ex-wife, and repeat that you are doing everything right.

It's not worth abandoning him, it's not worth doubting his devotion to you — he will run after you, get in the way and constantly drag from the studio to the house, watch by car and send letters. Dave will always find a trick during a quarrel, smile gently and have forgiveness in his pocket. He knows that you can't stay mad at him for a long time, such a charming man and always uses it. Dave will do anything for you, even if he turns mountains, it's just worth loving him, reciprocating.

"I'll write an article about you, make you even more famous!”

***

Julien Sorel — obsessive, possessive and manipulative yandere.

Everyone at home despised him, and he hated his brothers and father. Brainless, wooden and boring creatures, Julien did not find understanding from the family, did not find the joy of communicating with them, and did not see the future that his father wanted for him. Being young, ambitious, with bright eyes and Napoleonic dreams, Julien wanted only one thing — to rise above and show his family, show the whole of France, the whole world that they were wrong; his mind, his pure-loving heart deserved more. He wanted to live his ideal life, but he was sensibly aware that first he would have to get his hands dirty: to appear before the world as a gouverneur.

The days of work flew by slowly and painfully — constant displays of knowledge, Bible readings and unbearable patience of harassment from Madame de Renal. Julien, clasping his hands, continuing to look at the small portrait of Napoleon, was preparing for the worst until he met you; since then, with the picture of the emperor, he has also held your letters. After all, that meeting was completely accidental — a walk of children in the park, a meeting of old friends, and now he no longer takes his eyes off you, completely forgetting about dogmas and rules, goals and ideas about the future. At that moment Julien didn't care about the church, didn't care about the situation. He only cared about you.

Endless letters, endless pretenses, and all in order to get you, to get recognition. Julien does not hesitate to use evil methods, sinful for holy people, deception and manipulation. He looks like a fool to you, a pretender, even if he is deprived of an extraordinary mind. Julien begins to live differently — because you appear in his life — and he changes all his plans again; now he is building a career next to you, with you and for you.

"I am all love for you, but perhaps the word «love» does not really play a role here. Your cold heart beats only for me, and mine only for you.”

***

Michael — possessive, manipulative, protective and obsessive yandere.

The virus was infecting the world, capturing the terrible clutches of the disease. People stopped appearing on the streets — open restaurants and cafes were empty, shops were filled with products, work became remote. But they did not stop feeling — laughing, rejoicing, crying, grieving. Michael was disappointed, at the same time very annoyed by the spread of an unknown virus. The last evenings he lies on the bed, looks at the ceiling, thinks about you, regrets that he can't hug you.

The old client, whose tastes he remembered, considered himself your personal chef, the girl he liked, the one with whom he slept in the same bed - Michael was truly in love and unhappy. His heart was fluttering, and there was a grin on his face when you came to an empty restaurant and he, the only one, seemed to be able to offer you the whole menu (and all of himself); how timely, he thought, he went out for a smoke break. Since then, he considers this meeting the first real date.

Michael knows how to soothe, gently strokes your back in circular movements when you lose your sense of smell. He is disappointed when he realizes that he is infected — understands that he will no longer be able to feel your soft smell: hair, body, all of you... He's angry, angry at himself, but he'll never be able to take it out on you. Ah, a dessert dear to his heart, a tasty morsel, abandoned by everyone and clinging to him, a brave defender! He does not let you go during the virus, does not let you go outside for groceries — all by himself! he says, —  and you should rest, take care of yourself.

"You like being with me, don't lie, you need me.”

***

Joe — possessive, risky, obsessive and jealous yandere.

Scotland was depressing for him, the barge was dragging boredom and monotony with it. Would like to sail away from here—to Montevideo, Macau, anywhere. What was he even doing here, in this damn damn North? Joe did not find a home for himself, often connected his life with the lives of other people, but as soon as he did, he was pulled out again. Leslie's primitive jokes and his pink toy face, Ella's sarcasm and her full body, Jim's restlessness—all this irritated, exasperated. Joe thought about giving it all up, leaving, forcing himself to forget about the barge; he indulged in constant memories of Katie, looked at himself in her mirror. But in your gentle hands, he forgot about the boring reality.

That meeting happened by chance, Joe will always remember it: that evening, when their barge was passing by a small town, he decided to go to a bar, where he met you among fat, sweaty and working men. He was indecisive, didn't want to get acquainted, but the next time, Joe was sure that fate, in which he didn't believe, brought you together for a reason — he didn't know that a woman like you could do business with people like Ella. In your apartment he will be the owner, it is better not to leave him alone in the rooms: he will immediately start touching the bed linen, sniffing clothes.

Every day his behavior will become more and more possessive — since then he keeps a small photo of you in his wallet, talks about the future, without questioning your presence in it. Joe cleverly penetrates into your life with a charming smile, quick sex and risky actions. His clothes are smelled of cigarettes, and his speech is beautifully laid out before you. Yes, just don't make him angry — his voice immediately transforms into a serious, threatening one.

"Isn't it for my fearless rebel eyes that you fell in love with me, honey?”

***

Stephen Wilson — stalking, obsessive, dependent, jealous, delusional and protective yandere.

Lost, crippled by fate and a wife who took away the most valuable thing he had — a daughter, Stephen did not believe in love, did not believe in people, did not believe in himself. Why did he exist if he was a weak-willed doll and only followed the instructions of his superiors? Why did he live if absolutely nothing kept him in this black world? Neither work, nor family, nor own mind. Eternally sad misty eyes, calm anxious face and self-loathing, constant regrets that he did not save his daughter, did not take her away. Stephen really didn't make sense, he was a lifeless robot until he met you — the person who supported him in a difficult moment.

That meeting in the cafe was sudden and since then he goes there every day, watches you, takes pictures, practically lives in the institution. Stephen watches you with a slight smile, watching your gentle and quick movements, soft gait and conversations about everything and nothing. It's like an electric shock goes through him, and time stops when he touches your hand in an attempt to pick up a mug — which inevitably spills on the floor, and immediately runs to help. He is afraid to talk to you, forces himself through force and does not regret when he manages to find out your phone number.

You are his angel, his guardian, his savior. You have no idea, you don't know anything about him, but he knows everything about you; Stephen sets up hidden cameras, stays up at night and looks at you, protects you; you seem like an ideal mother to him and he won't let strangers touch you. He gets jealous when you talk to unknown guys in a cafe, club — in anger, he squeezes your photos hung on the walls of the house, and, pressing the pedal to the floor, goes to guys; Stephen will kill anyone who dares to try to take you away from him. During sleep, on a dark night, he will put a ring on your finger as a sign, a symbol — now you are one, as husband and wife, and nothing will be able to convince him.

"I almost went crazy after my wife left... You're the only thing I have.”

***

Perry MacKendrick — protective, jealous, loyal and dependent yandere.

He told everyone that he had no imagination, had no interest — this affected his profession, his teaching of poetics, when he carefully, almost under a microscope, studied art. Perry tried to find beauty in the simple, in ordinary recreation, museums, theaters, but almost did not experience feelings. Easily succumbing to adventures, he did not expect that he would succumb to the charms of his own student — you. He made his heart fall asleep, stop beating, be comforted, but it continued to roar in his ears, roaring like the sea.

Since you started attending his lectures, Perry's world has been painted in bright colors again, children's colors. He began to smile fervently at lectures, joking. A gentleman, a noble man, a professor —whatever you called him, with whom you compared him; he also had the imprudence to compare you with Fofanov's poems, constantly saying: a great poet, an impressionist who conveyed the moment.

Sometimes wilfully cheerful, sometimes sullen, absent-minded, wild or full of secret thoughts — he saw through the poet. Perry awkwardly approaches you, awkwardly starts conversations, and quickly realizes that the real meaning of life is in front of him. Poetics is not his destiny, was love real? She saved, she wrapped in sweet dreams and soft blankets, helped. Perry painfully understands the age difference, thinks to himself with hatred that you will not love him; does anyone need a lonely man abandoned by his wife? He humbles himself, but deep down in his soul he continues to wish, to reflect — is this really the ending?

"And there, love, will we go for many a choir is singing now where Love did sometime go.”

***

Andy — jealous, dependent and soft yandere.

There was nothing good in his life for many years, funny moments were erased by sad and harsh ones. Every day Andy woke up hoping for luck, but it never happened; she turned face to everyone, but not to him. Everything was just beginning with the mine, failures were already waiting for him on the way, when that day she entered the rehearsal room, slamming the door loudly. You spoke clearly, you said that you would be able to stand up, break through on top, defend the mine, and it seemed to Andy that perhaps all was not lost — for the mine, for the city, for the fucking workers and for him.

Andy didn't understand why he hadn't noticed you before; why were you perceived only as a loyal friend and nothing more? After all, it was as if you did everything for him — went to a performance with him, played the baritone since childhood, shared nights with walks around the city and memories of a carefree past; for God's sake, you even had a tattoo on your arm in common! And the guys from the orchestra, and even Danny himself was constantly teasing Andy about your relationship.

Since then, Andy has been staring at you more and more often when you play, carefully look at the notes. He invites you to a cafe, this time meaning not just a friendly get — together, but a date - he smiles fervently like a child, pays for you and you walk again at night. Andy dreams of confessing to you, but accustomed to hiding feelings, he can't; despite the fact that it doesn't work to ignore flirting from guys, and he snaps at them, screams, gets jealous. He likes it when you stroke his hair, lie on the made-up bed for a long time and look at the ceiling. He dreams of you and is sure that his wish will come true: after a successful performance in London, he makes you an offer — an offer right in front of the whole orchestra. And you, he is sure, will not dare to refuse him.

"I didn't notice you, didn't appreciate your support and didn't see the good, so will you let me improve?”

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Ewan McGregor celebration! 😊

In honor of Ewan McGregor's birthday on the 31st from now until then I will be doing fics for the following of his characters listed below!

Alex Law

Bill Fordham

Obi Wan Kenobi

Dan Torrance

Catcher Block

Mark Renton

Jerome

Rodney Copperbottom

Grimes

Brendan Lynch

Alistair Maitland

Christopher Robin

Oliver

Andy

Perry MacKendrick

Roman Sionis

Dean Raymond

Patrick Mckenna

Jasper Black

Christian

Stephen Wilson

Robert Lewis

Curtis Wild

Elmont

Dave Braden

Edward Bloom

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MOTHERLOAD from LYNCH SISTERS FILM on Vimeo.

It is often said that the hardest part of any adventure is getting out the door. Planning and packing are tedious and time consuming. But the moment you cross over the threshold from the distractions of the real world to the freedom of the hills, everything seems to just fall into place.

(Said no mother ever.)

Follow professional skiers and mothers Izzy Lynch and Tessa Treadway as they carry the load of loss, life changing events, and the love of their children into the mountains where they find the moments of peace, growth and healing that help them carry on.

A LYNCH SISTERS FILM

Dedicated to our moms: Sandy Parry Sarah German

Featuring: Tessa Treadway Kasper Treadway Raffi Treadway Malto Treadway Izzy Lynch Knox Garneau

Directed & Edited: Zoya Lynch Written & Produced: Izzy Lynch

Presented by: Arc’teryx - Jill Young

With Support From: BUFF- Marie Eve Bilodeau Rossignol- Nick Castagnoli Thule - Martin Cardinal Revelstoke Mountain Resort- Carly Moran Kicking Horse Mountain Resort - Tyson Newell Giro- Travis Tomczak

Cinematography: Peter Wojnar Elora Braden Tom Poole Zoya Lynch Tim Grey Dave Treadway Garret VanSwearingen Mitch Cheek

Graphic & Motion Design: Blair Richmond & Imperial Post

Audio: Ken Bibby aka “Rick”

Sound Design & Mix: Scotty Beam & Cleod9 Music

Color: Bryan Ralph & Trout Lake Colour

Photography: Zoya Lynch Robin O’Neill Blake Jorgenson Aidan Trudel

Music: Selah “Heritage” Easy Giant “My Salty Jente” Silhouettes “Downstream” Ocie Elliot “We Fall In” The Hunts “Love of Mine”

Newspaper Article courtesy of CTV Vancouver

Special Thanks to: The “Mannies” Aiden Trudel Mackenzie Gamble John Parry Josh Parry Gill Parry Sarah German Justin Nicholas Isaac Kamink Molly Baker James Kim George Weetman Verity King Brylee Geddis

In memory of: Dave Treadway

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Totino's Pizza Rolls - 'Toti' from Emma Debany on Vimeo.

The secret alternate ending to the Totino’s Pizza Roll ‘Ask Mom’ commercial. Most of this was shot in twenty minutes after wrap.

Legally, this extended cut is a short film, not an ad. :) Honestly I'm not sure if Totino's even knows about this so maybe don't tell them.

Talent: Toti - Josephine Arciaga Teen - Johnny Briseño Store Manager - Emma Debany

Director - Emma Debany Agency Creative Directors: Bo Jacobson Alyssa Ollis Agency Producer - Emily Brown Executive Producer - Malcolm Wax Head of Production - Tony Galante Producer - Brandon Robinson Production Manager - Brendan Lynch Production Coordinator - Federica Schiano Lomoriello 1st AD - Jesse Hays 2nd AD - Christina Mitchell PAs: Eric Cepeda Nick O’Neil Diego Lopez De Anda Zechariah Gonzalez Yuri Brito Brad Beltran

Cinematographer - Bryant Jansen 1st AC - Chris Macdonald 2nd AC - Loren Azlein VTR - Jeep Thatcher DIT - Daniel Woiwode Sound Mixer - Chase Yeremian BTS Photographer - Rachel Martin Gaffer - Tony Jou Best Boy Electric - Braden Barton Electricians: Tanner Johnson Tyler Billis Key Grip - Aaron Burton Best Boy Grip - Agyeman Johnson Grips: Hayden Miller Garrett Dorin

SFX Makeup - Ally McGillicuddy SFX Makeup Fabricator and Assistant - Caitlyn Brisbin MUA Assistant - Edwin Monzon Hair Stylist - Richard De Alba

Toti Costume - Abigail Keever Costume Stylist - Laura Francis Costume Assistant - Amy Fay

Production Designer - Joe Holliday Art Director - William O’Donnell Prop Master - Kate Simmons Set Decorator - Kassandra DeAngelis Set Dressers - Nick Jones Rebecca Steele Alice Ross Fabricator Assistants: Shannon Pollack Tara McNamara Graphics - Laurah Grivalja

Home Economist - Marah Abel Home Economist Assistant - Lisa Walgren Food Stylist Truck Driver - Richie Jacobo

Craft Services - Karla Maria Padilla Sustainability Coordinator - Nik Eco PA - Grace Hofmann Site Rep - Sean Location Manager - Percy Haverson

Sound Design and Mix - Evan Anderson Music - Tyler Monsein Lyrics and Singer - Emma Debany

Editorial - PS260  Editor - Tyler Hurst  Assistant Editor - Cole Wagner  Managing Partner - Zarina Mak  Executive Producer - Zeke Bowman Head of Production - Evann Payne 

Finishing - PS260 Producer - Yoko Lytle Flame Artist - Mark Popham Creative Director - Marcos Pacheco  Graphics Artist- Michael Yu Flame Artist - Stephanie Issacson   Color - Company 3 Colorist - Tim Masick Producer - Ryan Moncrief

Special Thanks to Sloane Skala and Josh Ferrazzano

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Brother’s Keeper

Rewrite Part 7c

Summary: Visiting the past.

Your keys jangled in the door as you opened it. “Here we are.” You smiled up at Branden.

“I’ve been trying to imagine what kind of place you lived in.” You could see as Branden glanced around.

“Well, make yourself comfortable and I will be ready in a moment.”

Once in your room you pulled off your dress. You were a little nervous about taking Branden to see mom, it made a lump form in your throat. But it would be good for her. Perhaps, she would finally come back to the world of the living.

You discarded your old panties and bra, then slipped into a fresh pair. you spritzed on some perfume and were looking over what to wear when a warm arm wrapped around your middle. “I got you.” Branden purred in your ear.

Turning your head, you smiled up at him. “You do.”

You turned in his arm, your heart thudding hard. “Would you like a cold beer?”

His grin spread wider. “I’d love one.”

“Get comfy, I’ll grab you one.”

*****

You smiled when you found the perfect outfit. You grabbed a few more outfits. Later that night, you and Branden were going to have to go to the club to show Sam that you were keeping his investment happy.

You put your bag by the sofa and happily went over to your kitchen.

Looking him over, your stomach tightened delightfully. You had always imagined him being here. You smiled, twisted off the cap and went over to him. “Here you go.”

His brow furrowed as he looked up at you. “Come 'ere, baby.” He patted his lap. “This is not usually me or well,” He sighed and took a swig of the beer. “I was better at this when we were writing letters, but what’s the matter?”

“Just nervous about seeing mom. I am hoping bringing you will be good for her.”

He rose an eyebrow. “And...”

“Do you think we can pull it off at the bar tonight?”

He nodded. “Yes, I’ll channel how I used to treat my girls. I was quite the dog.” He smirked before taking a swig from his beer.

You giggled. “A dog that created quite the daydreams in this girl.”

“I would have never guessed. You were so cute.”

“I suppose I was better at hiding my crush than I thought.” You shrugged.

******

He swallowed, it hurt driving back to the house. In the back of his mind, he half expected Michael to be there, possibly wanting to take a swing at him since he was sleeping with his sister.

Then again, Michael had wanted him to keep an eye on you. To take care of you even. Now he finally could do just that. Though, he’d never tell you that. He didn’t want to you to think he had been pushed into looking after you. He cared for you, desired you because he wanted to.

*****

Branden let Michael’s mother take him out in the backyard. He sat with her, letting her do the talking, letting her ask the questions. He slid you a look towards the house; seeing you in the window was comforting.

He could remember that last night. He had been over there barbecuing. Remembering you he realized just how damn cute you were. Life had been rough on you. But you were still a sweet girl, he could see that.

“It had been an accident?” She finally asked, her voice was rough.

“Yes, the officer was scared and reacted. I could hear his instant regret that he voiced to another officer."

Despite looking right at him, her eyes were far away. “And you stayed.”

“Yes when they finally got into the bank, they drew their guns. I would not let him go, till he passed.” He pressed his lips together. “I wish I had been shot.” He admitted, maybe the shot would not have killed him.

When she looked at him then, it was as if she woke up. “And miss out on the happiness my daughter gives you?”

“Excuse me?” He raked his fingers through his hair.

“Look, I saw the effect of the letters and just now, before coming into the house. You finally found someone to give your heart to.”

“But... Umm... Yes but-”

Her claw-like hand settled over his, it was softer than he expected. “I knew you never gave your heart to those girls you’d bring here from time to time.”

“But my daughter,” A weak smile spread, a refreshing change to the frown. It was almost unnerving in its appearance since it was so rare. “The two of you have been dancing around each other for years.”

“Well to be honest she was-”

“Cut it. She is not anymore.” She squeezed his hand and sighed. “Let the past finally rest. How about dinner?”

He smiled. “I’d like that.”

“Good.”

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American Song Contest: Quarter Final 3 Artist Preview

We now know 5 of our Semi Finalists for the shows in mid-April: Our 2 jury qualifiers so far – Hueston (Rhode Island – Semi Final 1) and Jordan Smith (Kentucky –  Semi Final 2), and our qualifiers from the combined vote- K-pop artist AleXa (Oklahoma), Latino heart throb Christian Pagan (Puerto Rico) and industry stalwart Michael Bolton (Connecticut). For the most part, there are no surprises on…

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Oklahoma, Alexa, “Wonderland” – Wow they are really going all out with the staging and choreography here, it is really on another level compared to previous performances. Thoroughly entertaining.  Fun to see other contestants cheering with enthusiasm too.

Tennessee, Tyler Braden, “Seventeen” – Solid, but it’s a tough spot to be performing after Alexa, even with a commercial break in between.

Colorado, Riker Lynch, “Feel the Love” – He is giving off some Måns Zelmerlöw energy.  I can imagine him hosting whatever music competition show NBC comes up with next.

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the american song contest final is live in like an hour as of starting this post. so i decided to make a top 10 (or 9? idk honestly) of the automatic qualifiers. the points are awarded eurovision-style (meaning 12, 10, 8, 7, etc.).

under the cut as always. i'm kinda paranoid about this being too long for someone's dash

honorary mention: texas - grant knoche - mr. independent. i'm not ranking this one since texas is my home state and we texans are Insufferable™ when it comes to supporting our own anyway. douze points and bonus points for actually knowing what eurovision is and doing your homework.

2 points: tennessee - tyler braden - seventeen. typical country ballad makes me sleepy

3 points: washington - allen stone - a bit of both. i don't really vibe with this one either honestly. to me it feels like it doesn't go anywhere.

4 points: kentucky - jordan smith - sparrow. jordan has a great voice, and the staging fits really well, but his song is not my cup of tea.

5 points: colorado - riker lynch - feel the love. it's a fun song, but idk i feel like something is missing and i can't figure out what.

6 points: american samoa - tenelle - full circle. hell yeah bringing that samoan culture.

7 points: alabama - ni/co - the difference. it flows nicely i guess. the one camera used to film everything makes the whole thing intimate, which is nice.

8 points: north dakota - chloe fredericks - can't make you love me. she's got a great voice AND a great song.

10 points: connecticut. i know, controversial opinion. but bolton's song is comforting, it's staged in a way that i'm not bored watching the performance. i suppose it's the boomer vote. and i'm not complaining.

12 points: oklahoma - alexa - wonderland. like come on. it's not even a contest at this point (besides texas, of course). alexa is leagues behind almost everyone else in the final. the staging. the singing. the fact that she can put on THAT performance while singing live (assuming the rules on singing are the same as in eurovision). yeah, i know, they're our neighbor (derogatory), but at this point given some of the other songs in the final i'm ok with giving this song my support. (fun fact: she also knows what eurovision is.)

honestly i would have preferred many other songs over, like, half of the actual finalists. like arizona, northern marianas, illinois, wyoming, wisconsin, etc. i might also make a separate post critiquing this song contest about a week after the eurovision final since once the asc final is over i'm going on full eurovision lockdown.

anyway here's the actual votes i'm submitting

[ID: a screenshot of the American Song Contest voting screen on the NBC app. Top text reads "Vote Now". Underneath is pictures of the ten artists, with the state, artist name, and song listed underneath each picture. The votes are shown as follows: Alabama 5, American Samoa 5, Colorado 5, Connecticut 8, Kentucky 3, North Dakota 6, Oklahoma 9, Tennessee 0, Texas 10, Washington 1. End ID]

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[crimsoncityhq]

PART I

One thing rang true and that was the prediction of the brutal blizzard of November 28th. Everyone prepped the best they could with the remembrance of how last Winter had ruthlessly blanketed their homes. There’s a frenzy for backup generators that get bought up in the Chicago stores for the anticipation. The first ominous whistle of the wind, and the pebbles of ice fall on the eve of Thanksgiving. Power flickers in each home giving them a moment of awkward darkness, before the backup generators kick in. The power companies in the city promise to have everyone serviced, but they start to service the scattered patches on the outskirts of the city first .

Most joked that was the brutal blizzard they had prepared for, until Mother Nature dropped her poker face. The ships with cargo became stuck in the harbor due to the icy fortress that froze over the gigantic lake. No lights of passing planes in the sky, as the wind turned into a sinister howl. Darkness engulfed the entirety of the city, except for a strip of hotels in neutral territory. The footmen of the families alert them that there seem to be only a handful of hotels that seem to be around. Meanwhile the temperature dips in the homes of those unlucky, and they must face a brash decision to not become the ice sculptures akin to the people of Pompeii. 

Multiple phone calls are done, and just as their phones are about to die they get a booking. A hotel that mentions that the accommodations might be crowded -- However, they can host your groups and promise warmth as long as the storm doesn’t shut them down. Everyone packs up their children, pets, and housemates to journey to the only solace that isn’t sold out in all Chicago.

After a restless eternity everyone was given a room number with their baggage ( human and otherwise ). The group of people that checked guests in alert them that there is a room for the animals to stay in kennels or they may accompany the others up to the room. Just when everyone was annoyed after being crowded in the lobby, and having to wait decades to get from one floor to another in the elevator.  It doesn’t help there’s always that one asshole that tries to asphyxiate everyone with their heinous flatulence. 

They FINALLY make it into their hotel room. Massive enough and customized with multiple full sized beds. No television, the heat blares up, it’s the poster child of the most bare necessities room. While everyone claimed a bed and stared haughty towards the guests that had ended up in the same room with them. A loud crackle followed by a slight rumble of their feet had the lights in the hotel rooms go off. The hotel doors seemed to have powered down, and anyone that tried to leave them --found they wouldn’t budge. A soft wheeze emitted from the heater in the room, and for a moment that’s the only noise in the room with you until the profanities start to flood. Winter wasn’t the only one that had prepped for the evening. The Walshes and their affiliates watch on with hidden elation as their plan goes into motion.

Part I will run from November 28th until December 3rd. Under the cut will be the groupings as well as some additional notes for this event.

Please don’t make any new starters open or closed that don’t pertain to this event while it’s happening. Normal replies can be done while the event is running, but it gets confusing timeline wise if people have additional threads that they start that would belong after the event timeline.

For this event specifically, the weather in Chicago is fictional. After the event you can feel free to glance at the Weather app and RP it out that way!

Animals will also be boarded at this neutral hotel. Keep in mind if the animals are left at your residence with the current temperature and no heat they will likely pass away.

Keep in mind that if your character has children (unless they are Walsh affiliates) they  likely have their kids in the room with them or any other NPC’s. If the character is a Walsh it was their choice to have them be ‘stuck’ in the room with them or left with a babysitter provided by the council.

For information on the bold names check the Walsh Discord channel. 

PREP PLOT SLOTS CHOSEN

 LIAM WALSH & IVY IVASHKOV volunteered to carpool with a hotel van to the hospital for sedatives and other harvesting supplies. AUDREY ROUSSEAU is already at the hospital and helps them fill the van before they all ride back to the hotel together. DAVUT DEMIR & KILLIAN WALSH are tasked with going to The Westin and sabotaging the hotel in time for the storm. They are told to do whatever necessary to make sure the hotel can’t accept any more guests before they return for the night. DARREN MURPHY took a smoke break after unloading only one of the supply vans at the hotel. LINCOLN DAWSON caught them smoking—as opposed to working—and made DARREN MURPHY finish unloading two other vans while they watched. 

ASLYN WALSH collected the weekly stash owed from the business owners at Magnificent Mile. She delivered the money to the council without prying eyes of local law enforcement or rival gangs catching on. ARMANDE IVASHKOV & another associate, had the dirty work of cleaning up the old blood stained hotel rooms used for organ harvesting the night before. They made it presentable before opening night. Their efforts were doubled when other affiliates weren’t aware of the chore, and had set off to bloody the room with a fresh harvest session.TARON LYNCH & JOANNA "JOEY" O'SHEA are instructed to sabotage the backup power generators on the north side. Surprisingly, they didn’t get caught. CAOILAINN WALSH had to “check” everyone into the hotel—AKA, assign each guest to a room. Everyone converges in the lobby and watches them impatiently, and the later it gets, the more aggressive the crowd becomes. ASLI DEMIR & FLETCHER HARGRAVE met with Jean Jaques “JJ” Baptiste and persuaded him by discussing terms of agreement for him to temporarily close Romanet Hotel the night of the massive storm.

ROOMS

ROOM #1: Arlo Flores, Fletcher Hargrave, Ira Evans, Jesse Valencia, Theodore "Teddy" Cohen

ROOM #2: Anastasia Sahin, Billie Washington, Josephine "Josie" Leon, Mathias Attano, Taron Lynch

ROOM #3: Andrea "Andy" Perez, Asli Demir, Blythe Sweetwine,Braden Kahale, Margeaux Saint Claire

ROOM #4: Alejandra Ruiz, Armande Ivashkov, Harlow Dumas,Jackson Marston, Lev Vasile, 

ROOM #5: Gwen Arnolds, Hana Faust,Jean-Jacques Baptiste De Romanet, Jessika Delmonica, Oisin Donnelly

ROOM #6: David Sharpe, Juno Song, Layla Jiminez, Nadia James, Nicola Faust, Peyton Bridges

ROOM #7: Callan Quinn, Effie Faust, Igor Vasile, Letitia "Tia" Valentine, Rosalie Halliday, Sutton James

ROOM #8: Addison Mckinley, Anton Volkov, Aries "Rhys" Rigsby, Cecilia Cavendish, Esmeray Demir, Lucian Faust

ROOM #9:  Aslyn Walsh, Catriona O'Shea, Oliver Faust, Tulsa Jane Honey

ROOM #10: Genevieve Bisset, Lee Malkovich, Levi Bohan, Maisie Kane, Saskia Vasile

ROOM #11: Amara Ricci, Auron Wright, Christine Li, Holden Mercer, Sloan Washington, Stefano Vitorri

ROOM #12: Edith Cohen, Ellis Rowe, Lavrenti "Lav" Vasile, Lincoln Dawson, Silas Hale

ROOM #13: Fabian Drake Kalashnyk, Carrigan Connolly, Cassidy Faust, Monika Adler, Nicholas Krieger

ROOM #14: Erin Cerci, Lada Antonovna, Leonid "Leo" Vasile, Rahi Kumar, Zoe Washington

ROOM #15: Abel Washington, Dominika Romanov, Faith Williams, Olivia Madden, Rosalia Leon, Cassandra Conally

ROOM #16: Atticus Mercer, Diamond Washington, Killian Walsh, Lorelai Faust, Oakley Butler

ROOM #17: Audric Noire, Mikhail Morosov, Noah Etkin, Nova Deveraux, Viktoriya Vasile

ROOM #18: Anatalya Vasile, Darren Murphy, Julia Faust, Konstantin Vasile, Violet Madden

ROOM #19: Davut Demir, Katarina Vasile, Veronica Pierce, Vincent St James, Zane Washington

ROOM #20: Beauregard “Beau” Griveaud, Blair Faust, Caoilainn "Callie" Walsh, Milo Arrington, Zedekiah Vasile

ROOM #21: Dante "Sebastian" Faust, Liam Walsh, Marissa Atkinson Orion Anderson, Vitomir Kipriyanov

ROOM #22: Andrew "Drew" Whittmore, Callum James, Ivy Ivashkov, Marie-Anne Beaulieu,  Nikolai Volkov ROOM #23: Audrey Rousseau,Barnaby Eaton, Constansia Fournier, Edie James, 

ROOM #24: Birdie Mendoza,Eleanor "Elle" Eaton, Joanna "Joey" O'Shea, Katya Ivanova, Wyatt Leon

[reportwire]

See Which EDM Legend Performed on American Song Contest

See Which EDM Legend Performed on American Song Contest

An EDM legend turned the American Song Contest into a Vegas nightclub. Before the glow sticks came out, however, results from the April 4 episode were revealed. Tennessee’s Tyler Braden earned the jury’s automatic semifinal spot last week, leaving three spots to be filled by the combined jury and fan vote. Former R5 boy band member and Dancing With the Stars runner-up Riker Lynch, representing…

[windynebula]

American Song Contest, third preliminary.

As a side note, I really do love the energy Snoop and Kelly have when they lead this show. They are so into the songs and they even sing some of the lyrics after the artist’s performance.

Mr Independent by Grant Knoche from Texas. The stage show is great. The song is... kinda boring. I’m gonna check out Grant’s other songs though because his aesthetics are interesting.

Now You Do  Brittany Pfantz from Louisiana. THAT STAGE SHOW! I love seeing shows that got the assignment.

Seventeen Tyler Braden from Tennesee. Eh. Not to my tastes.

I Don't Take Pictures Anymore by Brooke Alexx from New Jersey. The stage show! The costume change! 

The Difference by Ni/Co from Alabama. Eh. It’s a ballad. :/ Nice message behind the song though!

Flirt by Ale Zabala from Florida. Oh, I like this vibe. So swingy and chill.

The Story by Jewel from Alaska. I like the airy feel. This is a summer song.

Not Alone by Jesse LeProtti from South Carolina. The song sounds like it’d be good but something isn’t clicking. Maybe the live version just sounds bad. I’ll look up a studio version.

Bad Girl by Judd Hoos from South Dakota. I love the energy and vibe.

Train by Nitro Nitra from Delaware. Oooh, the dark athmosphere! The costume! The stage show! The energy! I like this!

Sunsets and Seaturtles by Sabyu from Northern Mariana Islands. The stage show! Love that Team Aqua aesthetic. He also gave hand-made necklaces to Kelly and Snoop, that’s so sweet ;u; Kelly even wore it for the rest of the show.

Feel the Love by Riker Lynch from Colorado. I LOVE THAT STAGE. Holo is so aesthetically pleasing to me. The song is really nice too! That’s a summer song!

[artwalktv]

It is often said that the hardest part of any adventure is getting out the door. Planning and packing are tedious and time consuming. But the moment you cross over the threshold from the distractions of the real world to the freedom of the hills, everything seems to just fall into place. (Said no mother ever.) Follow professional skiers and mothers Izzy Lynch and Tessa Treadway as they carry the load of loss, life changing events, and the love of their children into the mountains where they find the moments of peace, growth and healing that help them carry on. A LYNCH SISTERS FILM Dedicated to our moms: Sandy Parry Sarah German Featuring: Tessa Treadway Kasper Treadway Raffi Treadway Malto Treadway Izzy Lynch Knox Garneau Directed & Edited: Zoya Lynch Written & Produced: Izzy Lynch Presented by: Arc’teryx - Jill Young With Support From: BUFF- Marie Eve Bilodeau Rossignol- Nick Castagnoli Thule - Martin Cardinal Revelstoke Mountain Resort- Carly Moran Kicking Horse Mountain Resort - Tyson Newell Giro- Travis Tomczak Cinematography: Peter Wojnar Elora Braden Tom Poole Zoya Lynch Tim Grey Dave Treadway Garret VanSwearingen Mitch Cheek Graphic & Motion Design: Blair Richmond & Imperial Post Audio: Ken Bibby aka “Rick” Sound Design & Mix: Scotty Beam & Cleod9 Music Color: Bryan Ralph & Trout Lake Colour Photography: Zoya Lynch Robin O’Neill Blake Jorgenson Aidan Trudel Music: Selah “Heritage” Easy Giant “My Salty Jente” Silhouettes “Downstream” Ocie Elliot “We Fall In” The Hunts “Love of Mine” Newspaper Article courtesy of CTV Vancouver Special Thanks to: The “Mannies” Aiden Trudel Mackenzie Gamble John Parry Josh Parry Gill Parry Sarah German Justin Nicholas Isaac Kamink Molly Baker James Kim George Weetman Verity King Brylee Geddis In memory of: Dave Treadway

[stardancerluv]

Brother’s Keeper

Part Eight C

Summary: Feelings are realized…and the steps are taken forward.

Warning: sex between Branden and Reader

As you idly ran your fingers through the coppery strands of Branden’s chest hair, you could still feel the thudding of his heart beat.

“Listen, baby.” You looked up at him as he grabbed your hand. “I am and will always be an asshole. But I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

You nodded. “I’ll remember.”

“And just seeing you hug him made me see red.”

“I know,” You whispered. “I was just as disgusted.”

“The sooner this job is over, the sooner we can go away.”

“You really want to go away.”

He nodded. “Far away. We need to go somewhere, where I won’t be looking over my shoulder.”

“I’ll go wherever you want to go.” You worried about your mom but you had been looking after her all these years, you didn’t know if you still had it in you. Were you horrible to just finally want to leave, to forget about this place?

He smiled. “I’ll make sure your mother is well taken care of.”

“How…” Your voice trailed off.

“I could read your expression.”

*****

You don’t know when but you had drifted off in Branden’s arms. Waking up, you found him breathing deeply beside you. You went out into your small living room. You sat on your shabby sofa and brought your knees to your chest.

Why did a matter of days feel like years? Your world has been turned completely around.

Sighing, you rested your cheek on your knee. You have finally been with the man you have loved for so long. He is damaged, just like you are. Him more so. Your heart wouldn’t forget some of the darker tales he’d share in the letters. You were not stupid, there were probably several stories he didn’t share.

You could do this. You’ve seen just a slice of his fury and you knew what he was capable of. It excited you and made you nervous. You hoped that it wouldn’t get him sent back. You don’t know if you could be parted from him, especially now.

******

When you got up some time later, parts of you hurt. You didn’t know if it was because of the two of you or the emotional toll all of him had on you. It was all worth it.

Slipping into your bathroom, you pulled off his t-shirt and stepped into the shower. Perhaps you were being a silly little girl, whatever was left of her. But you would wash your past off. You sighed as you soaped up your hair.

“Can I join?”

You opened your eyes and met his, there was a blue fire in them that made you shiver. You smiled. “Only if you promise to wash my back?”

“I suppose I could do that.” He returned the smile.

You let him pull you close and tilt your face up. “I’m sorry.” He whispered.

“No more sorries.” You ran your fingers through his short strands.

“Y/N… I…”

“Branden, our past is in the past. But we are now our present. I am in all the way.”

He nodded. “I agree.” His grip on you tightened. “All the way.”

Your lips met then. You were not sure who moved first but once again, your heart beat hard in your chest as you were swept away by his kiss.

******

Nestled on top of him, your kiss continued. “I need you, Branden.”

His eyes searched yours. “Only if you want to.” He whispered.

Earlier when you two had come home from the bar, you practically ripped each other’s clothes off.

But now, this was different. It was as if the two of you could finally just be, without anything else.

“Yes. Please.”

Laying there, he helped you slide down on him. A sigh and soft moan poured from you. Gently you drew close and the kisses continued as you moved together. You tucked your wet strands behind your ear.

“Branden deeper. Remind me of how I am yours.” You whispered.

“Hold onto me.” He whispered back against your lips. You nodded and moving, he was over you. He held your face as his thumbs caressed your cheeks. Shifting, you gasped as he filled you deeply. It almost felt as if there was no space between you. He swallowed, his breath was warm on your face as he spoke. “I love you, Y/N.” He admitted in a rough voice.

“I love you.” You whispered back and your lips met as you moved. You clung onto him.

*****

It was a bright day. He were grateful that no hangover was pounding in his head. Last night had been a watershed. He never felt like this. It was good. All of this would work out, it just had to.

He tilted his head to you after getting out of the car. “Get here, baby.” His arm tightened around your waist as the two of you walked up to Sam’s.

At the door, his protection patted him down. He rose an eyebrow. “Not her.” When they ignored you.

“We know her.” The one said flatly.

“Hi Tommy.” You said sweetly. You gave Branden and Tommy, who was as big as an armoire, a bright smile.

A chuckle came from above. Glancing upward, Branden saw Sam standing his balcony. “Sorry Branden, they take their job seriously.” He smiled broadly.

“Hi Sam.” He watched you shield your eyes as you looked up at him.

“Hi girlie!” He winked.

It made his stomach lurch. “Yeah, I understand that.” He said loud enough so Sam would hear him.

“Come on up, Sterlo and the boy just got here too.” Sam then looked at you. “Y/N, the girls are by the pool.” He gestured to the direction of it.

He turned to you and dipped his sunglasses down. “Be a good girl. Wait for me by the pool.”

The smile you gave him then was warmer. “Want me to grab you a beer for after your meeting?”

He smirked. “Sure. I’d like that.”

@thebeckyjolene @brookisbi @johallzy @mrskenobi19 @shantellorraine @sithonis @blondekel77

[johnsthiccthighs]

Okay y’all here are some Spring Awakening Dreamcast aesthetics. Got inspo from another page. Forgot what their name was. But full credit goes to them

Evan Peters as Melchior Gabor

Audrey Hepburn as Wendla Bergmann

John Lennon as Moritz Stiefel

Naya Rivera as Martha Bessell

Lili Reinhart as Ilse Nueman

Pattie Boyd as Thea, Alisha Boe as Anna

Braden Lemasters as Otto, Joji as Georg

Ross Lynch as Hanschen, Paul McCartney as Ernst

Again full credit to whoever did this first.

[restraininghollywoodblog]

~2018 & Blogworthy Brilliant Year!!

Ok, so i totally should’ve done this 2 weeks but better late than never huh? All year long all i heard from people was how bad 2018 was. Well, i would have to strongly disagree. i hands down had one of the best years of my life! it was a year of personal growth, amazing experiences, hard work & finding love. 

It all started in Jan. when we brought a horror film called THE DAWN from LA to MN to shoot. in Feb i went to San Francisco to see Mike Patton & Hip-Hop Turntablist DJQBert play a couple shows.  In March i worked for a company out of New York doing installations & we basically set up a mini Coachella concert/festival for Target to drop some clothing line. not usually the kind of work i do but they paid us insane good money. shortly after that i celebrated my 40th birthday which was bittersweet to say the least. in April our film PLAY DIRTY got picked up for Distribution & is now available to watch on Amazon prime. Then i went back to MN for the class of 98′ 20yr reunion which was an absolute blast! After that i booked a co-star role in a feature film called SEED OF DOUBT. In May i went up to SF again to see Mike Patton’s Metal/Thrash/Punk band DEAD CROSS then went back to MN to work Production on another Horror film from SF called THE HARBINGER. in July i went back to MN again this time to act in SEED OF DOUBT which was an amazing experience to say the least. Aug i went back to MN again to work on the new Restraining Hollywood film KILL ME that i starred in & Produced. We had the same team as PLAY DIRTY & filmed in Nisswa again. i also acted in Horror film TEACHER’S LOUNGE. Stuck around MN in Sept. to spend time with my new girlfriend Nicole & work on a music video for Braden Palmer of DETUNED KYTES. Back to LA in Oct where i was lucky enough to see Mike Patton perform with DJQBert yet again this time at the David Lynch Music/Art&Film Festival of Disruption. The rest of the month into November was filled with a lot of work. Then after some serious soul searching, plotting, planning & decision making i decided to move back to MN because i’m here most of the time working on projects anyways & i really Love this girl so we road tripped back to MN in Dec. to start our lives together. LA was fun for those whopping 4yrs & i will always cherish the fun times & film work i did there but honestly not a place i could ever settle down in. The traffic is horrible & I missed my family & my friends too much. I can always work on Film here in MN & i still intend to do that. With all that being said i Hope everyone had a great 2018 holiday season & will embrace positive change in 2019.