#doc/chavez

[lichtdann]

"¡Billy!, terminemos el juego"

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No he encontrado muchos dibujos de ellos aAAaAa y aunque no me dedico a hacer fanarts quería dibujar a Doc y a Chávez x'd

[chickenshitcowboy]

Chavez used Doc’s hat to collect peyote…

You guys…

That’s. Doc’s hat.

Why?

Cute.

[ablogofcourage]

[groovyempire]

My favorite characters: Green Light!

[astrids-multiverse]

i'm working on marena's journal on google docs 🤟🏼

[slutforbuck]

Longing - Part 3

P1 P2

By the time you made it back to the ranch, you had cried yourself to sleep. Tears stained Chavez’s black shirt, and his coat was wrapped around your shoulders. Dick gently pulled you from your safe space in Chavez’s arms while he dismounted. Silently, Chavez took you from Dick and carried you to your room. Your eyes opened as your tense body fell against the softness of the mattress, and the agony from the morning hit you again. Frantically your eyes searched the room for comfort and you choked back a sob. “Chavez..Please. Please tell me he isn’t gone. Please.” It felt as if Murphy himself was ripping Chavez’s heart out of his chest while watching the tears fall freely from your eyes, your body shaking from the sobs and heartache. He pulled you to him, holding you so tight that he may crush you. The two of you sat that way, clinging to each other like burrs on a saddle. When all your tears had been cried, you listened. Silence. Something you had always craved, but was now so unwelcome.

You stood surrounded by your boys, Alex, and Susan as your father was laid to rest. “For as much as it hath pleased Almighty God, in his wise providence, to take out of this world the soul of our deceased brother, we therefore commit his body to the ground. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.” Susan led you to the wagon while Alex led the boys to JP Wilson. “You can stay with us for as long as you need to Y/n. I know how hard it will be to try to go home now.” You gave her a soft smile as Alex joined you, driving you towards home.

“Deputized?! Alex no! First of all I was his DAUGHTER! I should be there right along with them. Am I not allowed justice? And second, you’re going to let hot-headed Bonney go off with AUTHORITY?” “Y/n. You are a lady.” Alex’s voice grew stern as he send an almost disapproving look to you. “I know that you are more than capable of taking care of this and yourself, but this is not something you need to do. As for Billy, he has five other level headed young men to keep his straight. They’ll serve their eleven warrants, and it will all be over.”

For days you were a nervous wreck. There had been no word from or about the boys, and worry began gnawing at your thoughts. Your nail beds had become red and raw from anxiously picking at them. Mindlessly, you floated towards the barn searching for a distraction. Before you could reach it, Alex came riding up the road pulling the wagon to a stop next to you. “Any news, Alex?” Your voice was soft and quiet, but full of hope and worry awaiting any news of your boys. Alex sighed as the paper passed into your hands. “You may have been right about Billy.” He snapped the reins and headed to the house, leaving the dust swirling around you. “"Nine men lay dead or at death's door yesterday noon following a gunfight between Lincoln resident Henry Hill, forty-five, and what patrons have called a ‘kid’. A local miner has identified 'the Kid’ as one Henry McCarthy, also known as William H. Bonney, nineteen or twenty. In a flaming shootout 'the Kid', Billy, killed Mr. Hill then took on an onslaught of Hill's partisans bringing the damage to six verified slayings. Bonney is believed to be the captain of a deputized gang.” Murphy is going to kill them all.

chavez pov

There had to be a way out of the mess Billy had created for them, and Chavez only knew one way to find the answer. Snow crunched beneath his bare feet as he searched the ground, gathering what he needed. Darkness soon surrounded the Regulators, with only a soft light from the fire to illuminate the cup being passed around the circle. “We've come to a place where we are lost, no? When an Indian is lost, he must reach into the spirit world to find the way. On the Spirit Road, he'll be shown a sign. This is the way to the Spirit Road. We're lost right now. But I'll find us the way.” Steve rolled his eyes as the cup made its way to him, “Oh Christ, Chavez! That's all we need is some more of your red-ass Navajo mambojahambo. We're running out of time here, Chavez.” “Is that any good? Chavez, what is that?” Charley looked worried looking at the cup being passed around. A simple reply was given, “Peyote.”

The sun was rising over the mountains, the light slowly filtering through the dust and smoke surrounding Chavez on the ledge he was standing atop. Slowly he turned facing North. East. South. The land was red and the rivers ran with blood in every direction. There must be a way. Please Great Spirits, show me the way. Turning to the west, the blood vanished. A woman turned to greet him, her arms outstretched and her hair flowing in the soft breeze. He reached towards her, only to watch her be pulled onto a golden brown mare and riding off towards Old Mexico. West.

[thebunnywholaughsx99]

REGULATORS 🐎

[talesofphantombandits]

Working on my Young Guns OC and my Chavez story, and I got a vision for a bit in the later chapters and I’m sobbing.

[myfictionalboyfriendsandme]

Wuthering Heights

Pairing(s): Chavez y Chavez x Reader

Prompt(s): A cowboy being secretly fond of you… they share a book with you even though they can’t read

Word Count: Around 2,900

Warning(s): nothing super crazy, talk of malnourishment, talk of traumatic experiences but nothing specific

Rating: T

Author’s Note(s): There isn’t nearly enough content for this man, so enjoy!

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It was after dinner when they all relocated for reading and writing time.

The boys who had already been living at the Tunstall farmstead all moved to their regular spots. John took his place in the rocking chair near the fireplace. Doc remained at the dining room table across from Richard, his writing book and his pencil in front of him. Steven sat in the wooden chair that was situated against the brick to the left of the fireplace while Charlie settled down directly in front of him on a bench.

(Y/N) smiled at the routine of it all. Whenever they gained a new person on the ranch, she could see the confusion on their face as John explained to them they would learn to read and write if they expected to stay. 'They are tools that will help you survive in the new world.' John would say. She thought it was amazing that he wanted to help these young men become more successful than any of them ever thought they would be.

They all had different experiences and backgrounds, some more educational than others. She and Richard were taught how to read and write by their mother and their grandmother back in Vermont. Doc knew how to read, he just had to work on his writing skills. He was quite a fast learner, already making leaps and bounds towards being able to write on his own. Steven and Charlie never learned how to read or write, but these sessions were good for them. Both of them had only been around for a few months and she could tell they were also improving. She couldn't tell if that came down to the fact that they were also fast learners or if they just had a really good teacher.

Probably the latter.

She was about to move to her designated spot, to the right of the fireplace on a cushion on a raised section of brick (she liked it because she could lean against the wall while also leaning into the warmth of the fire), when she noticed Chavez hadn't moved. He stood against the wall that divided the dining room from the parlor, probably observing everyone's actions, not really knowing what to do. (Y/N) knew it was hard being the new person around, but she was determined to make sure he felt welcome.

Chavez had been with them for about a week now and he had barely said two words to anyone, excluding herself and John. Today was the first day that he had left his room during working hours and tonight was the first night that he was able to join them for dinner and reading time. For the last week, either John or (Y/N) had taken dinner to him so he could eat while he remained comfortable in bed. He was still malnourished, but not nearly as bad as when he first arrived. (Y/N) could tell he had seen things that were probably extremely traumatizing for him. Most of the time when she would sit with him in his room he would just stare off into the distance, as if he was deep in thought. John had explained that it seemed like he was in a bad place and ultimately he just wanted to help him find his way back to a better one, but to do that they had to work slowly.

As everyone was settling in, (Y/N) made her way to Chavez and looked up at him. He had a good eight inch height difference when compared to her. "You can sit next to me." She put on her friendliest face without making it seem like she was trying too hard. "It's the best seat in the house and I'll let you sit next to the fire, make sure you stay warm."

She knew he had been perpetually cold since he had arrived. The first night he slept directly in front of the fire, unwilling and quite possibly unable to even think about moving away from the warmth it provided. She could understand why, his skin had felt like ice. It was only after she gathered almost every blanket in the house and draped them around him that he had stopped shivering. After that night, they had moved him to a bedroom on the second level of the house so he could sleep in a real bed, but she knew he still longed for the fireplace.

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The third night, after the other boys and John had already gone to bed, (Y/N) stood perusing the book shelf that was situated in a little alcove to the right of the stairs. It wasn't uncommon for her to be found downstairs reading in front of the fire. She had always been a night owl, especially when compared to the other men of the house, so she was almost always left to her own devices after the sun went down. Occasionally Doc would join her if he couldn't sleep or if he felt like talking before he went out to the bunk house, but anyone else was unexpected, which was probably why she was so surprised to hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

They were very faint. Honestly, they were so faint that she almost thought she was imagining them. Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw Chavez appear at the bottom of the stairs, his body wrapped in a buffalo hide blanket. He looked around before quietly maneuvering his way to sit on the floor in front of the fire. He hadn't seen her. Not that she assumed that would be a problem. Since she was the one to take care of him that first night, she was one of the only people in the house that had gained his attention. He didn't seem to fully trust anybody just yet, and who could blame him with what he'd been through, but (Y/N) was set on making sure he felt comfortable.

At that moment, she decided she wasn't going to let him sit alone.

She quickly grabbed the book she had been looking for - Wuthering Heights - and cautiously made her way to the fireplace into his peripheral vision. He was just sitting there with his legs crossed, the blanket wrapped tightly around him, and his eyes glued on the flames. In the light of the fire, the dark circles under his eyes became even more prominent than they were before.

"Hi." She moved to the floor and sat down beside him, setting the book down on the bench behind them. "Can't sleep?"

She watched as he took a long, shuddering breath. After a moment of silence, she thought he might not answer her but he wrapped the blanket tighter around himself before whispering. "Tengo frío." His voice was hoarse and scratchy from lack of use.

(Y/N) nodded in understanding. "Let me get you a cup of tea. It'll help." She stood up and walked to the kitchen. Lucky for her, she had already been preparing her favorite tea so she could enjoy a drink while she read. She grabbed two ceramic mugs out of the cupboard and poured the steaming liquid into each before making her way back to the fireplace. "I like to drink tea while I read." She carefully sat down and put the mugs on the floor in front of them. "John introduced me to this one. He calls it English Evening."

"Thank you." Chavez whispered.

"You're welcome." She smiled and picked up her mug, lightly blowing over the top of it.

All was silent except the crackle of the flames, but it wasn't uncomfortable. The atmosphere in the room just felt... content. She turned around and grabbed Wuthering Heights. "I was going to read." She looked at him, the firelight dancing across his tanned skin. "I could read to you if you like. I read to the other boys all the time."

After a few more moments of silence, he did something she wasn't expecting. He looked at her and gave her a small, one sided smile.

"It's called Wuthering Heights." She smiled back at him before opening it to the first chapter and reading out loud. "1801. I just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with..."

Every once in a while Chavez would reach down and take a sip of his tea before gently placing it back on the ground. She was glad he liked it. With how sick he had been when he arrived, it was good for him to drink something soothing. She also noticed that he started to look over at the book in her hands, a slight hint of curiosity in his eyes. He shifted his body closer to hers so he could look over her shoulder. She positioned the book so that it was in-between them, giving Chavez a better opportunity to follow along with her as she read on.

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After that night, (Y/N) and Chavez meeting downstairs to read together became the new normal. The boys would go to bed, (Y/N) would grab Wuthering Heights from the bookshelf before making them two cups of tea, and Chavez would silently make his way down the stairs to sit in front of the fireplace. (Y/N) would start a conversation about something random before she started reading (to try to get him to talk to her - it was working!), they would each take a couple sips of their tea, and then they would read until each of them got tired.

(Y/N) was excited to have Chavez finally join them for reading and writing after dinner. She realized it hadn't been long since he arrived at the Tunstall farmstead and she knew he needed to recuperate, but it was nice having everyone together. It was their family time, and he was a part of their family now.

She grabbed the newspaper from the counter in the kitchen and made her way towards John, Chavez trailing behind her. She handed the paper off to John and motioned to the spot next to the fire. Chavez sat down and immediately leaned against the brick of the fireplace, still looking around and making observations about everyone else in the room. (Y/N) grinned to herself as she watched him. He looked much more alert now that his health was recovering, and it wasn't just the mental changes that seemed to be improving, but the physical ones, too. His skin had retained a healthy glow and there was a new light found in his eyes.

It was very refreshing.

She leaned towards him and started whispering. "John will start reading first before handing the paper off to someone else, then we all take turns."

He looked at her and nodded.

"Lincoln County New Years Dance." John began as he straightened out the paper in his hands. "A dance will be the big social feature for Lincoln on New Year's Eve..."

(Y/N) smiled as John continued to read. As she told Chavez before, she always read to the boys in the house. They always told her she had a beautiful voice. According to Doc, her soprano sound was like a delicate set of silver bells in the winter wind (he was forever the poet of the house). She loved reading to the boys because she knew it made them happy, but there was a part of her that loved switching roles every now and then. She cherished the time after dinner when the boys would take turns reading to each other because it was a chance for her to just sit and listen. It was one of her favorite ways to relax at the end of the day.

John had finished reading his section of the newspaper and looked up at the boys, trying to decide who to hand it off to. He leaned forward in his rocking chair and stood up, making his way to Steven. He handed the paper to the young man and showed him where to pick up. Out of all the boys, Steven was the one who knew the least. He was making excellent progress, but he still required quite a bit of help. John would kneel down next to him and use his finger to lead Steven's eyes across the page. They had to stop on every word to sound it out, but (Y/N) didn't mind. She loved witnessing someone learn.

Once Steven had finished, the process repeated for Charlie. John knelt down next to the bench Charlie perched on and moved his finger across the page. Charlie didn't need to pause on every single word, it was more like every third or fourth. His reading was still choppy, but there were certain smooth passages that (Y/N) was really happy to hear.

Eventually, John made his way back to his rocking chair and held the newspaper towards (Y/N) and Chavez. "Chavez, I believe it's your turn."

(Y/N) saw Chavez' head look up and over towards John, eyes slightly wide. She smiled at him, trying to be as encouraging as possible. She was excited to finally hear him read. She had thought about asking him to do it during their nightly reading sessions when he'd follow along over her shoulder, but she didn't want to scare him off. Just from listening to his one word responses throughout the week she knew she was going to love the sound of his voice. It took everything in her not to beg him to speak more just so she could listen to him talk.

After her shining smile of inspiration, she expected him to take the paper and read aloud to his heart's content. What she wasn't expecting was his response.

"I don't know how to read." He whispered.

Her eyes widened in faint surprise. She had no idea. When they read at night, he seemed so invested in 'Wuthering Heights' that she didn't even question his reading ability. She'd even seen his eyes moving across the pages.

John nodded. "Then we shall teach you. You happen to be sitting next to the second best teacher in the house." He winked and smirked at (Y/N).

She snapped her attention to him and started laughing, along with the rest of the boys in the room. Rolling her eyes, she looked back at Chavez. "I would be honored to teach you, Chavez. We can start tomorrow."

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That night after the rest of the boys had gone to bed, (Y/N) was in front of the fireplace on the floor with their book and two cups of tea. She heard his footsteps move down the stairs and towards her before he sat down next to her, immediately grabbing his mug of English Evening.

"I had no idea." She spoke, looking at him sip his tea. "Why didn't you say anything? I could've started teaching you days ago."

Chavez stared into the fire. She wasn't expecting a long response.

"I just can't believe I wasn't considerate enough to even ask you." She continued. "It's just that I saw your eyes move across the pages and I-"

"You have a beautiful voice."

She paused. She hadn't been expecting that. Though, that seemed to be a common theme for her in the last week.

She tilted her head at him, a slight blush highlighting her cheeks. "Thank you."

He continued watching the flames lick the sides of the bricks. "I didn't say anything because I enjoyed listening. Your voice is very soothing." He moved his eyes from the fire to her.

(Y/N) couldn't help but smile at him. She was surrounded by boys who always treated her with the utmost respect. They gave her compliments, they helped her around the house when they could, and they protected her to the best of their ability. She knew everything they did was genuine, but for some reason, her heart skipped a beat when Chavez spoke to her. It wasn't like that with the other boys. This feeling was different.

She had always been described as an incredibly honest person (mostly by her older brother, Richard), therefore, she didn't hold back when it came to expressing her feelings to others. This moment with Chavez was no exception. "You make me feel so..." She trailed off, not really knowing how to finish the sentence. Would he think she's crazy?

"Different?" He asked.

She let out a sigh of relief. "Yes." She nodded. "But different in a good way."

He smiled softly. "Me, too."

As they spoke, she suddenly noticed they had drifted closer to one another. In fact, they were so close that she could feel his shoulder length hair tickling the side of her neck. What was happening to her? It was like she had been hypnotized.

"I like spending time with you." Chavez said, his dark eyes bright from the glow of the fire.

She didn't think her blush could get any deeper. "I like spending time with you, too."

She suddenly couldn't take it anymore and looked away from him, her eyes fixed on the fire. She did not normally act like this. She had never encountered something, or someone, that made her feel anything less than confident, but with Chavez she was second guessing everything. Her hand moved to the floor in-between them so she could lean her upper body weight against it, but before she could do anything, she felt something else on the ground. Quickly looking down, she realized she was touching his hand.

He didn't pull away.

He did the exact opposite actually.

She left her hand where it was, and ever so gently, he moved his hand so it was on top of hers before giving it a gentle squeeze.

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Translations

Tengo frío - I’m cold

[hannahhook7744]

Any headcanons for Derek, son of Dopey?

(And perhaps an answer to why Dopey was the only dwarf to not name his kids after emotions like his brothers?)

Well, Dopey isn't the only one who didn't name his kids after emotions.

Grumpy named one of his sons, Gordon, after all. And though I now can't find the kid, I swear there was a kid named 'Gus' but I could have just used that as a nickname for 'Gesundheit'.

Now, onto the revised Derek headcanons:

His full name is Derek Chico Chavez Cardenas Bergmann.

Yes, it is quite the mouthful and yes he knows that.

He is 5 years older than Doug.

He lives in Charmington with his family and grew up seeing Snow White as his aunt, her husband as his uncle, and her kids (Polly the Parrot, Glauco White, and Sophie) as his cousins.

His mother is a human woman of hispanic descent named Liliana and (based on the actor of Doug's prospective in this video) she is a gold digger who doesn't really care much for either of her children (I said much not at all), unlike her husband.

He's shorter than Doug but has been described as "a hulk of a dwarf, with rippling muscles."

Derek is a mute like his father, but a selective one.

He like Doug speaks many languages. Mainly Spanish and German, as well as different types of sign language (because he loves learning new languages).

Derek is also one of the few people who can understand can keep up with Doug's science-y talk.

He is a mechanic and is great at engineering as well as weightlifting.

He and Diego fall for one another when they first meet.

He has many hobbies including but not limited to: reading, sports, studying cryptids, occasional sailing, swimming playing cards, and hanging out with his friends.

Gordon gets seasick, which assumes Derek greatly when he's being annoying.

He often helps Li Shang Jr with his rockets and breaks up fights among his cousins and friends as the reluctant peace keeper of the family.

His favorite cousins are Gordon and Raphael/Doc Jr.

He always wins at cards.

His friends are sure he cheats but they aren't sure how he does it.

He used to get so annoyed by his friends not noticing when he was trying to sign to them that he started to carry around a bell so he could shake it when they were arguing.

He does it with his family too.

He went to trade school instead of college. He doesn't regret it at all.

Derek, for obvious reasons, hates apples.

But he does in fact, love gooseberry pie.

He also loves fish soup and Germen-brewed beer (not that he'll tell his parents that, because they'd freak that he's been drinking).

He acts like he doesn't drink but he does occasionally. No one can ever prove it though.

Derek is his mom's favorite (though that isn't saying much) because he's more like her personality and looks wise (a fact he hates).

He has many nicknames—Der, Der Bear, Sneaky, Dwarf Hulk, Buff, Buffy, Muscles, and Flex.

He gets along with pretty much everyone in the family but gets along least with Hap because of how immature and unintentionally cruel he can be.

He hates his full name because of how long it takes for it to be announced at events.

He always carries a pickaxe around with him.

Derek is rather close with Harriet's crew.

He has bad memory just like Doug. In his defense, he has a lot of family members.

Derek is scared of being lost and never found.

When he was a kid, he hide in the woods next to his house to see how long it would take for anyone to notice he was gone.

He doesn't like being told what to do and he really, really doesn't like it when their cousins take their teasing too far with Doug (which, again, is why he fights with Hap more than anyone else).

His birthday is August 23rd, which makes him a Virgo.

He knows how to sew.

He has no allergies unlike Doug who has the misfortunate of having dust and pollen allergies.

Li Shang Jr is Derek's best friend.

He helps the vks with their panic attacks quite often. He's quite good at it.

He and Doug are the closest to Snow White out of all the dwarves and their kids. Not that that's surprising.

Derek has twentyish direct cousins—Jane, Gordan, Gus, Sniffles, Nighty, Snot, Hap, Doc the Second, Crabby, Cheerful, Sleepy Jr, Snoozy, Bashful Jr, Shy, Gesundheit, Maddy/Madison, Snappy, Grouchy, Joy, Smiley, Giggles, Bossy/Unity, and Sneezy Jr.

But he also has a lot more extended family members other than his uncle's from his dad's family (look up the scrapped dwarves. He has alot of family lol).

[chickenshitcowboy]

I LOVE this overhead shot of everyones bedrolls and i’ve been staring at it for an hour because 1) you can absolutely tell which one is supposed to be Chavez’s, and 2) there is a strong implication that the one right next to his is Docs and i love that

[life-outside-the-box]

A zine written by a radical, disabled/ neurodivergent, queer of Portland Oregon, with contributions from other disabled, queer artists and advocates as possible

A note:

Thank you to Canva and their artists for creating accessible and beautiful zine templates and graphic elements! And thank you to everyone who continues to put in the effort to fight against oppression. This is for you, especially those of you in the Portland Oregon disability/neurodivergent, and queer communities. And, of course, this is in honor and memory and to rally increased support around our fellow Palestinian humans.

Please let me know if you or anyone you know falls into the communities in Oregon/Portland that this zine is published for and want to contribute! Feel free to share without credit, although I did post originally from my personal and professional accounts; it is more for social activism :) Please reach out if you have any interest in supplying art of any kind.

-Creator and editor

*Please note times for White House Call Line are in Pacific Standard Time”

Alt text:

First slide:

Picture of pink dried flower with stem with pink and green sequins on cream background, cover of “Radical Justice”: A zine written by a radical disabled/neurodivergent, queer of Portland; with contributions from other disabled, queer artists and advocates. Published

November 2023, Palestinian Aid Issue

Second slide: Text reads: “We acknowledge the First Nations people who are the custodians of the land on which this zine is published and contributed from:

Cayuse, Umatilla and Walla Walla

Stl’pulmsh (Cowlitz)

Clackamas

Confederated Tribes of Grand Ronde

Confederated Tribes of Siletz Indians

We also thank our QTBIPOC members who have taken up disability and queer justice and care work before us and the groundwork they have laid and the rights they died for that we continue today as a community.” Text on cream background with three dried yellow and white varied flowers on too and three on bottom.

Third slide: Text reads: “To our Palestinian brothers,sisters, and gender diverse humans: we stand with you, always.” With a heart in the middle of the broken up words and surrounded by 6 varied dried flowers and leaves.

Fourth slide: A note on decolonization

We all benefit from enhancing and adding to the voices that call for decolonization and human rights.

Disabled/Neurodivergent and Queer communities especially, and ALL OF US benefit from doing what we can to fight oppression when we see it. Picture above on a swing with locks on it.

Fifth slide: Graphic reads “Where there is oppression, there will be resistance.” graphic by Poonam Whabi.

Below, an advertisement for a course called “Economics for Emancipation: A course on Capitalism, Solidarity, and How we get free”

Sixth slide:

Another picture of a Palestinian, masculine presenting child holding a sign with “Save Palestine” on it.

Google doc with resources on how to get more involved and resources for learning at https://bitly.ws/Y4ki.

Charities:

Medical Aid for Palestinians

Palestine Children’s Relief Fund

Medical Aid Pal

Podcast episodes:

Palestine Parts 1 & 2 with Sumatra Awad (author of “Palestine: A Socialist Introduction” by Upstream Podcast

Seventh slide: Picture of a pink flower with yellow inner seeds, under which the text reads: “A list of companies you should boycott that are funding Israel from BDS Movement.net

https://BDSmovement.net (more info about the differences here)”

Please see list from graphic below at this site as well. Text on top of graphic reads: “Act now against these companies profiting from the Genocide of the Palestinian People “

Eighth slide: Picture of a white flower in bottom right. Text reads: “Phone and Email Your Oregon US Representatives

House

1st district: Suzanne Bonamici

503-469-6010

2nd district: Cliff Bentz

541-249-4085​

3rd district: Earl Blumenauer

503-231-2300

4th district: Val Hoyle

202-225-6416

5th district: Lori Chavez-DeRemer

503-557-1324

6th district: Andrea Salinas

503-385-0906”

Text continued in the right side with, “Senate

Ron Wyden

503-326-7525

Jeff Merkley

503-326-3386

White House Call Line

(T-TH 8AM- 12PM)

202-456-1111

OR

202-456-1414”

Bottom reads, “Send auto Populated Emails Below:

http://tinyurl.com/defundisrael”

Ninth slide: Poem reads: ““Genocide is not a Jewish value”

Harsh comment,don’t you think?

“No”, says the slaughtered Palestinian family

that is, if they could speak

So we continue to be their voice until they get the justice that they seek

Boycott, Divestment, and Sanctions

H it ‘em where it hurts

for “their” priorities lie in wealth and power, not a dead child’s hearse

Genocide Joe and those in power, please take a stance that prioritizes life over power

When history looks back , your human rights violations will surely be looked to as weakness and dour.”

Picture of a sunflower in bottom left

Tenth slide: Picture of life-like leaves taped to a photo peg board with sequins.

Text reads, “Tools for Re-centering:

Vagus Nerve Stimulation

Body Scan/Somatic Grounding

Progressive Muscle Relaxation

Feeling Wheel Reflection

Timed Processing

Yoga or Qui Gong

Box or 4-7-8 Breathing

Centering Meditations

Binaural Beats/8D Audio”

[1morey]

Every known Rainbow operator past and present (and NIGHTHAVEN operators)

GIS

Adriano “Maestro” Martello (2018-Present)

Antonio Maldini (1999-2012)

Aria “Alibi” de Luca (2018-Present)

GIGN

Alain DuBarry (1999-2012)

Emmanuelle “Twitch” Pichon (2015-Present)

Gilles “Montagne” Touré (2015-Present)

Gustav “Doc” Kateb (2015-Present)

Julian “Rook” Nizan (2015-Present)

Olivier “Lion” Flament (2018-Present)

1º Batalhão de Forças Especiais

Alejandro Noronha (1999-2012)

Spetzgruppa “A”

Aleksandr “Tachanka” Senaviev (2015-Present)

Genedy Filatov (1999-2012)

Lera “Finka” Melnikova (2018-2022 (defected to NIGHTHAVEN), rejoined in or before 2025)

Maxim “Kapkan” Basuda (2015-Present)

Shuhrat “Fuze” Kessikbayev (2015-Present)

Timur “Glaz” Glazkov (2015-Present)

AFEAU

Ana “Solis” Valentina Díaz (2022-Present) 

Special Air Service

Andrew Burke (1999-2012)

Eddie Price (1999-2012)

Geoff Bates (1999-2012)

James “Smoke” Porter (2015-2022) (Defected to NIGHTHAVEN)

Mark R. “Mute” Chandar (2015-Present)

Michael Walter (2008-2012)

Mike “Thatcher” Baker (2015-Present)

Paddy Connelly (1999-2012)

Peter Covington (1999-2012)

Scotty McTyler (1999-2012)

Seamus “Sledge” Cowden (2015-Present)

Steve Lincoln (1999-2012)

National Task Force

Annika Lofquist (1999-2012) (Under ONI)

NIGHTHAVEN

Anja Katarina “Osa” Janković (2021-2022)

Apha “Aruni” Tawanroong (2020-2022)

Charlie Tho Keng “Grim” Boon (2022-Present) (NIGHTHAVEN only)

Håvard “Ace” Haugland (2020-2022)

Jaimini Kalimohan “Kali” Shah (2019-2022)

Ngũgĩ Muchoki “Wamai” Furaha (2019-Present)

Belarusian Ground Forces

Arkadi Novikov (2001-2012)

Mossad

Ayana Yacoby (1999-2012)

David Peled (1999-2012)

Sharon Judd (2010-2012)

APCA

Azucena Rocío “Amaru” Quispe (2019-Present)

United States Army Rangers

“Bishop” (Unknown-2012)

United States Navy SEALs

Brian Armstrong (Unknown-2012)

Craig “Blackbeard” Jensen (2016-Present)

Meghan J. “Valkyrie” Castellano (2016-Present)

Miguel “Mike” Chin (1999-2012)

Garda Emergency Response Unit

Brianna “Thorn” Skehan (2021-Present)

FES

César Ruiz “Goyo” Hernández (2019-Present)

707th Special Mission Group

Choi Byoung-Ryang (2003-2012)

Choi Jae-Hoon (2003-2012)

Choi Youn-Suk (2003-2012)

Chul “Vigil” Kyung Hwa (2017-Present)

Grace “Dokkaebi” Nam (2017-Present)

Hong Min-Hyun (2003-2012)

Jung Park (2009-2012)

Jung Sang-Yub (2003-2012)

Kim Jae-Ho (2003-2012)

Kim Sung-Gun (2003-2012)

Kim Yu-Jin (2003-2012)

Lee Won-Ho (2003-2012)

Lee Youn-Jung (2003-2012)

Pak Suo-Won (2001-2012)

Seo Young-Lan (2003-2012)

United States Secret Service

Collinn “Warden” McKinley (2019-Present)

FBI Hostage Rescue Team

Daniel Bogart (1999-2012)

United States Marine Corps

Daniel "Bear" Malloy (1999-2012)

GSG 9

Dieter Weber (2001-2012)

Dominic “Bandit” Brunsmeier (2015-Present)

Elias “Blitz” Kötz (2015-Present)

Jorg Walther (1999-2012)

Marius “Jäger” Streicher (2015-Present)

Monika “IQ” Weiss (2015-2022) (Defected to NIGHTHAVEN)

CIA

Domingo “Ding” Chavez (1999-2012)

John Clark (1999-2000 (as operator))

Beredskapstroppen

Einar Petersen (2001-2012)

GEO

Elena María “Mira” Álvarez (2017-Present)

Ryad Ramírez “Jackal” Al-Hassar (2017-Present)

FBI SWAT

Eliza “Ash” Cohen (2015-Present)

Jack “Pulse” Estrada (2015-2022) (Defected to NIGHTHAVEN)

Jordan “Thermite” Trace (2015-Present)

Miles “Castle” Campbell (2015-Present)

JW GROM

Elżbieta "Ela" Bosak (2017-2022)  (Defected to NIGHTHAVEN)

Kazimiera Rakuzanka (1999-2012)

Zofia Bosak (2017-Present)

Delta Force

Erik “Maverick” Thorn (2018-Present)

George Tomlison (1999-2012)

Hank Patterson (1999-2012)

Homer Johnston (1999-2012)

Julio “Oso” Vega (1999-2012)

Logan Keller (2005-2012)

Mike Pierce (1999-2012)

Renee Raymond (1999-2012)

United States Army

Fred “Freddy” Franklin (1999-2012)

Mortimer “Sam” Houston (1999-2012)

Royal New Zealand Air Force

Gary Kenyon (2010-2012)

BATF International Response Team

Gerald Morris (1999-2012)

1st Special Operations Wing

Harrison (1999-2012)

Royal Air Force

Jack Nance (1999-2012)

GSIGR

Jalal “Kaid” El Fassi (2018-Present)

Sanaa “Nomad” El Maktoub (2018-Present)

Unit 777

Jamal Murad (2001-2012)

CSIS

Joanna Torres (2010-2012)

Jaeger Corps

Karina “Nøkk” Gaarddhøje (2019-Present)

EKO Cobra

Karl Haider (1999-2012) (under GEK Cobra)

MI5

Kevin Sweeney (1999-2012)

ELDYK

Kure Galanos (2001-2012)

Pyrotechno GmbH

Lars Breckenbauer (1999-2012)

Special Duties Unit

Liu “Lesion” Tze Long (2017-Present)

Siu “Ying” Mei Ling (2017-Present)

DGSE

Louis Loiselle (2001-2012)

Special Assault Team

Masaru “Echo” Enatsu (2016-Present)

Yumiko “Hibana” Imagawa (2016-Present)

STAR-NET Aviation

Mina “Thunderbird” Sky (2021-Present)

Metropolitan Police Service

Morowa “Clash” Evans (2018-Present)

COT

Nayara “Brava” Cardoso (2023-Present)

REU

Neinke Meijer (2020-Present)

Special Forces Group (Belgium)

Néon “Sens” Ngoma Mutombo (2022-Present)

Joint Task Force 2

Roger McAllen (1999-2012)

Sébastien “Buck” Côté (2016-Present)

Tina “Frost” Lin Tsang (2016-Present)

NSA

Sam Bennett (1999-2012)

Fourth Echelon

Samuel Leo “Sam” Fisher (2020-Present)

UEI

Santiago Arnavisca (1999-2012)

40 Commando

Shawn Rivers (2010) (KIA)

BOPE

Taina “Caveira” Pereira (2016-Present)

Vicente “Capitão” Souza (2016-Present)

Inkaba Task Force

Thandiwe “Melusi” Ndlovu (2020-Present)

FBI

Tim Noonan (1999-2012)

Paul Bellow (1999-2012)

SASR

Max “Mozzie” Goose (2019-Present)

Timothy Hanley (1999-2012)

Tori Tallyo “Gridlock” Fairous (2019-Present)

LAPD SWAT

Tracy Woo (1999-2012)

MI6

William “Billy” Tawney (1999-2012)

Unaffiliated

Kana “Azami” Fujiwara (2022-Present)

Saif “Oryx” Al Hadid (2020-Present)

Santiago Miguel “Flores” Lucero (2021-Present)

Unspecified

Brody Lukin (2010-2012)

“Deimos” (Unknown-On or Before 2012)

Emilio Narino (2001-2012)

Gabriel Nowak (2005-2010) (Defected/KIA)

Harry (1999-2012)

Kan Akahashi (2010) (KIA)

Monroe (2005) (KIA)

Directors

John Clark (1999-2010)

Domingo “Ding” Chavez (2010-2012)

Aurelia Arnot (2015-2019)

Harishva “Harry” Pandey (2019-2023) (KIA)

Unknown (2023-)

[slutforbuck]

Longing - Part 2

P1 P3

You were trying not to laugh at William ’s attempt to feed the pigs when they rode in that afternoon. The sound of horses alerted you before you ever saw them.

“Daddy! You better come quickly!” You stood tall and proud as Murphy rode towards you with a smirk across his slimy fcae. Your father came to stand next to you. “Good afternoon, gentlemen.” “Good afternoon John.” Sheriff Brady leaned forward on his saddle horn to address your father. “Mr. Dolan and Mr. Murphy are complaining about their merchandise wagon being plundered. They think you’re behind it.” In sync, you and Dick started forward, “That’s a fargin’ lie and you know it!” “Richard. Y/n.” Dick backed down, but you stayed on edge. “Mr. Murphy is going to continue coming to you and claiming I’ve taken his property until I’m pronounced a thief and shaken out of Lincoln. I’ve never touched his property. I have no cause.” “Well! The Belted Earl has spoken.” Murphy locked onto your eyes, immediately making you uneasy. “Look behind you Earl. All I see are hired thieves. Shame such a pretty girl has to be here with this filth. You could have a fine place with me lass.” The men with Murphy and Brady laughed, all knowing exactly the place Murphy had in mind. “You son of a bi—“ Your words were cut off when Chavez yanked you back, covering your mouth. His soft whispers tickled your ear, “No querida. Not now. Things will only be worse.” You watched as Murphy dropped from his horse, whispering harshly to your father. Chavez pulled you behind him, shielding you from the men’s view. Peering from behind his arm, you watched Murphy mount his horse, readying himself to depart. “You are ambitious Earl. But you’d be better off selling ladies’ undergarments in Hamstead. Get ready for hell!” With the last threat, the group rode off back towards town. You stayed in your place behind Chavez until your father came for you. “Thank you for protecting her. I’ve got her.” Chavez’s warm gaze lingered on your face for a moment, then he turned away. John looped your arm through his and guided you back inside. “Pay him no mind Y/n. He’s just a cruel old man.” But there was more to Mr. Murphy than just cruelty. You could tell from the cloud’s in your father’s eyes that he was worried.

Knock. Knock. “Y/n, dear, could you get that?” You weren’t sure who to expect when you opened the door, no on e really came out to the ranch, and none of the boys knocked. A tall, lanky young man stood at the door, bags tossed carelessly over his shoulders. “May I help you?” The door was open just wide enough for half your body to be seen, and the young man looked taken aback. “Uh, I’m sorry ma’am. I must be at the wrong place. I’m looking for the Tunstall ranch.”“You found it.” The door swung wide, and you were shooed away, barley catching the young man’s name. McCloskey.

William accompanied you and your father into town in the days leading up to New Year’s. William needed nice clothes, and you were allowed a new dress. William and your father smiled as you stepped onto the shop’s porch in your new dress. “Why Miss. Tunstall you look mighty nice!” You smiled at William and gave a twirl, “You clean up nicely too William.” John went to ready the wagon and William helped you up into the seat. “Y/n, I’m mighty thankful for you and John welcoming me in the way you have.” “You’re family now Billy.”

Waiting outside the ranch home, the boys watched as Chavez threw his knives into the well bucket and admired his skill. Shots were fired from the roof, startling them all. “Regulators!” William’s laughter died down, and the men all looked towards John. Charlie was the first to speak, “Y/n’s coming isn’t she?” “Who gets to be her escort this year?” The men’s voices began to merge with each other, all eager to see you. Before John could answer, you stepped out onto the porch. “To answer your questions: Yes, I am coming. And no, I do not need an escort. I would like a dance with each of you tonight though.” The boys all grinned and agreed, while your father walked you to the wagon.

You sat with Charlie, Steve, and McCloskey laughing at Billy’s attempt to dance. The music slowed, and eyes fell on you from feet away. Chavez came to you, gently pulling you to your feet. You laid your head onto his chest, and he pulled you tightly against him. Softly, your eyes closed, and you inhaled, drinking in his scent. Warm leather and worn wood filled your senses as he silently swayed and twirled you to the music. As the song came to a close, you looked up to meet his eyes. Dark and earthy like the ground after a fresh rain, illuminated gold by the flickering fire. He leaned in to you, impossibly close. His warm breath fanned across your lips, but just before he melted into you, gunshots rang out. “Happy New Year!” His lips were so close you could feel his words on yours, “Happy New Year querida.”

The sun had just begun to rise on the ride back, and the boys were joyfully singing off key. Your father looked to you, but you were still back in Lincoln, dancing with Chavez. “What’s on your mind dear?” Your eyes kept a far off look, and your voice was soft. “Daddy, how did you know you were in love with Mother?” Memories glazed over John’s eyes and he smiled. “I imagine it was much like what you feel with him.” You head would have flown clean off your body if you had turned any faster, “Him?” John chuckled, “I’ve seen the stolen glances. The longing looks. The dance, just tonight. Chavez is a fine suitor my darling.” A faint blush covered your cheeks. How could your father know what you were just starting to figure out? The sound of horses behind you pulled both of your from your tender father-daughter moment. “Not the girl.” You started to turn toward the sickening voice, but your father stopped you. “Remember my dear, I will always love you.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek as the bullets flew and he fell to the ground. “DADDY!!!!!” Your body hit the cold, hard ground when you jumped from the wagon. “Daddy no. Please. No. Please.” Your bloodcurdling screams alerted the boys, and both Billy and Chavez began racing towards you. Doc stopped Billy and guided him away as Murphy’s men came barreling towards them. Chavez managed to get to you without being seen, but you refused to move. He found you laying across your father, sobs racking your body. His usually gentle voice was pressing and urgent, “Y/n please, we have to get you out of here before they come back. Querida please.” Screaming, you hit at him, banging your fists against his arms and chest. “NO! Just leave me here to die!” Chavez finally managed to pull you from your father and get you onto his horse. The kicking and screaming subsided, instead turning to silent sobs, as Chavez rode with you held tightly against you.

[punch-chump]

Punch Chump Interview Pt 1

When did you get into Boxing?

A: Boxing found me at an early age. I was 4 years old when I saw my first boxing match on TV. I remember seeing these two men in red gloves, and the camera was zoomed in over the two boxers and they were slugging away at each other. I always remember that as my first boxing memory. Growing up I always wondered who those two boxers were, and it wasn’t until recently after doing research online that I found out that it was the Julio Cesar Chavez vs Ruben Castillo fight from April  1985. I credit those two men as my first boxing influences. At the time, I had never seen anything like it, and it got my attention in more ways than one!

Can you box, and how good are you?

A: I am currently training to box as a Masters boxer and I am still in the learning phase at the moment. Each training session I do gives me a greater appreciation of how hard boxers have to work to make it to fight night.

When did you discover you enjoyed being on the end of another boxer’s fists?

A: The first memory I have is seeing the box art for the game “Mike Tyson’s Punch Out” on the NES. My cousin had the game and I remember just staring at the box art of Mike Tyson punching out an opponent and it got me very excited. It wasn’t until years later that I discovered that I wanted to be that guy getting punched by Mike Tyson. When I first discovered gay online boxing in 1998 and started hooking up with guys I learned that I loved taking a punch and wanted more!!

When did you first hear the term “Punch Chump”?

A: I first heard that term from Boxer Daddy Doc and it really stuck with me. Although it’s slightly humiliating, I still wear that name with honor!

Do you identify with being one?

A: Wholeheartedly! But it depends on who I’m boxing with too. If I meet a fellow submissive I like taking on the Alpha boy role and boxing him around…but if a Dom wants to box me around and gets me in the right headspace, I will eat His leather until I can’t go on any longer.

What is it about taking punches from a more skilled boxer that you like so much?

A: Oh man, that’s a good question. The only way I can describe it is that it’s one man dominating another. Him imposing his will and skill over you. You think that you’re tough and you can take any man’s punch, but when you get overpowered by him, the dynamics change and you end up becoming the human punching bag.

[theepsteinlist]

"epstein" client lists

florida/LA:

ring leaders:

epstein and gf

r. kelly

jay-z

michael jackson

michael vick

donald trump

perps/victims: (i.e. their victims who joined the criminal conspiracy)

kelsey mayfield

megan thee stallion

beyonce knowles

targets:  pretty runaway rich girls who wanna be ~bad girls~ for a weekend and ~seduce an older man~

epstein was known locally to strippers as mr. brown

nazi blood diamond money laundering:

doc martens

chanel

wal-mart

chick-fil-a

james avery

dr pepper/snapple/green mountain/keurig

walgreens

hp

siemens

whatsapp

mcafee

doordash

uber

ubereats

hobby lobby

mcdonald's

coca-cola

american eagle

nazi pedophile blood money (m)/(b)illionaires:

robert a. eckert

sheila a. penrose

john w. rogers jr

miles d. white

richard childress

jen foyle

truett cathy

david green

meg whitman

john mcafee

alice walton

brian kelley

travis kalanick

mark zuckerberg

tony xu

texas:

new braunfels: ring leaders:

amy allen

sam allen

lori hines

donna simpson

targets: high school kids who just wanna ~have fun~ and ~have a safe environment to drink in~ because "there were adults present so it's safe"

perps:

sergio zamora

bryce parrock

chris allen

travis allen

clayton mott

curtis kostan

travis kostan

calvin hoffman

ashton henderson

hannah jeroswhatever jerosezswki

lisa pickens

rachael lee muschalek

courtney cashion

taylor davis

raelynn haggerty

adam sheldon

devin kelley

zach rhoades

ryan walker

taylor akins

samantha rich

stephanie gawlik

charlie miffleton

chris tysdal

ross johnson

reed edwards

paige beyer

landre nattinger

aubrie iverson

andrew shafer

matt durbin

spencer jergins

clint whitley

tim word

chad laborde

chez council

"victims"? (participants with a wide spectrum of consent that were nonetheless assaulted/exploited)

maggie osborne

esmerelda ??? (zapatos?)

liz perez

autumn reno

angel ??? (bustos?)

destiney sheldon

katie turpin

kiki grossman

lauren laborde

lindsay smith

stephen lupton

landre nattinger

ashton henderson

hannah jerosewzski

kkk:

ring leaders:

david duke

greg abbott

ken paxton

vance lesseig

walton family

taylor swift

david green

perps:

james reno

edwin braun

marisol padilla

chuck kirchhof

tom muschalek

dunno mr. zeitler's name

aforementioned men's wives

oakwood baptist church of new braunfels

community bible church of new braunfels

vance langley

coach schmidt

coach mclean

mrs. lindsay

ms. pradervand

mr. baker

mr. trollinger

mr. ??? (other NBHS short term criminal justice teacher in 2009)

officer broussard

shelby lesseig

rachael lee muschalek

kelsey mayfield

henry desroches

thomas neupert

michael brennan

mark hardiman

dr. hardiman

sam allen

judge and mrs. gray

targets: young teenagers that were ~special~, i.e. identified by the duke talent program

victims:

sam coronado

samantha allen

mitchell ridsdale

aaron criddle

ben turrubiates

akash motani

faizal khan

sterling demasters

zach mares

ethan poulter

jordan thiem

edward stockwell

anthony castilleja

charles tandy

jonathan dockall

emily brandon

lauren knipe

heather brown

josh burlison

the trix family

the piranha family

gavon payne

emma roddy

alison kim

sarah perrilloux

amanda and mary pike

sarah stiponavich

stephen phipps

allie alcala

jeremy priest

jackson faires

alex mott

marco martinez

brandon anderson

scott antoine

amber antoine

star hernandez

jessica atwell

rylee young

jamie hand

suzanne stricker

emily langendorff

olivia langley

taylor francis

ana castro

maria chavez

tanner brewer

katie ha

zach parrish

anthony tran

kylie blair

cullen nisson

ranger wallace

taylor mares

kathryne mares

jayme zigler

evan zigler

gracie payne

ellie payne

manuel deleon

the dione triplets

justin and taylor schwarz

araceli ayala

jamie bell

cassie barrett

jordan d'eri

rachel jones

andrew bryant

michael trombold

stephanie bryant

ashley bryant

daniel schroeder

kirsten schroeder

alexandria ingram

julianna pappalas

kindell hardin

edward yu

alexis lewis

katherine davis

ana ??? (katherine's girlfriend, texas a&m track team 2013)

ajay patel

james lamon

emily lamon

dionne diaz

mirea ayala

katelyn warner

kirby fisher

kyle fisher

tyler rougeux

kyle rougeux

josh chappell

kyle chappell

jaimee chapell

emily chappell

tyler mcdonald

marissa maddon

john maddon

tessa loge

eden bonneville

jack rhodes

andrew romero

lauren laborde

sarah laborde

stephenea sotcheff

sophia sotcheff

david mis

britton ware

will stapleton

canaan hoffman

caitie hoffman

sarah kreuger

ben jacks

ben triesch

gabe ramos

gene jacobson

aj jerosewszki

daniel phipps

daniel schumacher

eric stiebing

stephen rapp

maisha rumman

shradha thakur

vamsi vishnubhotla

michael carl

lindsay smith

lindsey kubena

samantha partida

steven partida

victoria rich

jennifer koepp

jenniffer flores

anne manzano

elizabeth villarreal

denise ortiz

kevin korpi

brad arnold

ed gonazles

david eckert

felicia curtis

trent wenzel

coach woodall

coach kilford

mrs. bock

mrs. lopez

ms. wetz

ms. caldwell

ms. biggs

mrs. thompson

oldest batey girl

oldest gorski girl

any other teenagers in central texas that have died in car crashes since 1980 or so

bharadwadj tanikella

hayley gray

colby callahan

austin milam

heath burley

california:

los angeles:

ring leader: grayson bauer

targets: young runaway artist girls

perps:

harvey weinstein

bill cosby

jack antonoff

dr. luke

jay-z

beyonce knowles

travis scott

drake

janelle monae

megan thee stallion

erykah badu

mark oliver everett

metallica

marina diamandis

breandan urie

lorde

victims: (ranging from financial abuse to outright sex trafficking)

grimes

ellie goulding

rina sawayama

billie eilish

shakira

avril lavigne

amy lee

ky voss

poppy

christine and the queens

cupcakke

K.I.D

la roux

kreayshawn

chloe chaidez

tove styrke

tove lo

bebe rexha 

ximena sarinana

angel haze

azaelia banks

ashnikko

colbie caillat

charli xcx

kim petras

kacey musgraves

mia rodriguez

melanie martinez

jazmin bean

ivy levan

iggy azaelia

alice glass

cardi b

nicki minaj

hana

tatu

boa

charlotte sometimes

meiko

lana del rey

borns

mo

sky ferreira

florence and the machine

sarah jaffe

alex winston

jessica hernandez

tegan and sara

caitlin rose

LP

ralph

alice merton

miguel

hailey williams

emily king

rett madison

king mala

leikeli47

princess nokia

post malone

k.flay

sirah

sir babygirl

caroline polachek

yaeji

moses sumney

glasser

king princess

dorian electra

lil nas x

slayyyter

phoebe bridgers

harry styles

alicia keys

lil mariko

carrie underwood

kelly clarkson

mount moriah

zz ward

miranda lambert

the chicks

beyonce

frank ocean

chance the rapper

kesha

MNDR

ariana grande

britney spears

christina aguilera

alessia cara

mac demarco

ghost

juanes

weezer

sam fender

jason isbell

mexican institute of sound

la perla

gera mx

royal blood

st. vincent

white reaper

YB

biffy clyro

the chats

off!

PUP

corey taylor

cage the elephant

vishal dadlani

divine

shor police

diet cig

flatbush zombies

dj scratch

ha*ash

jose madero

moses sumney

j balvin

chase & status

backroad gee

the neptunes

jon pardi

sebastian

portugal. the man

aaron beam

volbeat

the hu

tomi owo

phoebe bridgers

miley cyrus

watt

elton john

yo-yo ma

robert trujillo

chad smith

dave dahan

mickey guyton

dermot kennedy

mon laferte

igor levit

my morning jacket

pg roxette

darius rucker

chris stapleton

tresor

goodnight, texas

idles

imelda may

chery glazerr

izia

kamasi washington

rodrigo y gabriela

kimbra

d'angelo

worked with grayson, benefitted from him, but were not aware anything was going on or did their best to help:

st. lucia

tame impala

the hush sound

straylight run

anamanaguchi

the naked and famous

bastille

blue october

guster

old 97's

frank turner

awolnation

sea wolf

my chemical romance

atreyu

avenged sevenfold

greenday

blink-182

slipknot

blaqk audio

AFI

fall out boy

young the giant

san francisco:

ring leaders:

marc benioff

elon musk

travis kalanick

evan spiegel

steve jobs

jeff bezos

mark zuckerberg

steve chen

bill gates

michael dell

ren zhengfei

eoghan mccabe

secondary: grayson bauer using this circle for remote revenge crypto shills from 20mission and burning man preying on runaways as well

targets: queer tech-inclined teenagers

perps:

zach snow

dan granquist

jeremy whittington

taran patel

jim spagnola

seth tager

walter harley

jose garcia

connor cook

andrew zigler

chris sullivan

"anna lytical" (billy)

kelsey mayfield

caroline rhoades

henry desroches

mark hardiman

ben angel

ian coldwater

"belgium solanas" (michael troy judd)

meagan clawges

nalini prakash

lovi yu

peeyush aggarwal

victims:

matthew allen

samantha allen

janus rose

c boucher

chelsea manning

keffals

ben turrubiates

emily johnston

gavon payne

jamie delton

chris koch

amanda le

naomi wu

tux pacific

sev welker

alison kim

cara mazzi

ruby ??? (caroline's old roommate)

nick ??? (caroline's ex-boyfriend)

rachel forbes

daphne gunawan

trisha day

sidney powell

srijita mori

rebecca ??? (srijita's partner)

scott conger

erin nielsen

qinlin chen (catherine chen)

hank yang

kevin ren

aaron wong

matt hwang

chloe cauley

zane witherspoon

ana garcia

jeremy cruz

john lewis

lida wang

waylon clanton

wyatt clanton

tyler mcdonald

jasmine christiansen

new york/london/vegas && norcal/socal rivalries

ring leaders:

bernie madoff

jack antonoff

joanne rowling

evan spiegel

fox news, et al

new york times, et al

washington post, et al

the guardian, et al

noah pentecost

mark zuckerberg

jp morgan/chase bank/etrade

viacom

verizon

disney

scientologists

perps/profiteers:

lin manuel-miranda

bari weiss

sarah jeong

juliette sieve

ravi gill

will yang

jesse yang

sahil bhumi

???? (their armenian friend from stanford 2012 class)

antonis kartanapis

marko salkovic

erykah badu

oakstop coworking space

wag dogsitting app

kent from youtube & his sri lankan sugar mama

gabriella from wag

stephenie meyer

"e.l. james"

john green

hank green

susan collins

meg cabot

angela santomero

john kricfalusi

tom cruise

george r. r. martin

david benioff

targets: expressive, artistic teenagers envied by big money bankers and "feminist" writers

victims:

tori holland

janus rose

andrew bryant

daniel schroeder

max parks

amanda le

kelsey mayfield

samantha allen

josh burlison

ben turrubiates

henry desroches

nico ??? (from shippo)

sev welker

rachael kauffman

janelle monae

kim petras

scarlett ??? (my friend in the london club scene)

james sampson

james twigg

james sanchez

maria nunez

young asian women, age 18 - 22, going to raves and to vegas (i.e. "asian baby girls")

john lewis

lida wang

katie holmes

stacy london

carrie brownstein

boston

ring leaders:

richard stallman

steven pinker

mark zuckerberg

targets:

queer software engineers

perps:

priscilla chan

victims:

amanda le

samantha allen

josh burlison

jamie delton

jamie hand

katie ha

emily johnston

chris koch

cara mazzi

jasmine christiansen

mark hardiman

chicago && washington dc

ring leaders:

barack obama

rahm emanuel

beyonce knowles

joe biden

targets: pretty, light skinned, liberal teenagers interested in politics

victims:

samantha allen

emily brandon

lauren knipe

andrew zigler

andrew bryant

michael trombold

carissa nietzche

cassie barrett

jordan d'eri

haley gray

ben turrubiates

jose garcia

ana garcia

victoria benson

cj dehart

austin scarborough

stephen lupton

michael morton

michelle moon

jeff stevens

becky pickert

ashton nicole casey

carter freeman