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hoodedwing · 3 years

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Loyalty Killed Me

Summary: The Joker could finally do what he wanted to do, traumatize Nightwing

Characters: Nightwing. Harley Quinn. Joker. Mentions of Red Hood

Warnings: Just really sick ways of stitching people up. Blood. Depressive. Major character/s death mentions. Batman. Doctor Leslie Thompkins

Additional Notes: I know Joker cannot traumatize Grayson canon-wise? Please correct me if I’m wrong.

Word Count: 2,242 words

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Time doesn't stop.

Time knows, in its hands. It plays around with the seconds. These seconds matter, someone dying, someone on the communicator whispering, ____ come get me. come get me, I can't go back.

Time doesn't freeze. Time does not have a cloak drapes around it in a timeless manner. Time does not walk in a regal manner and stroke your gaping wounds to cauterize them. Apply pressure because really, when did Time wait for you to stop the damned arterial spray? Have you seen first hand how much blood can spew, almost like a fountain from that serrated dagger?

Time has caught up with Dick Grayson, the Wonder Boy. The Nightwing Blüdhaven didn't deserve. The loving boyfriend/husband of Barbara Gordon. The first son of Bruce Wayne, Batman.

Batman. He doesn't know who's Batman. Not anymore.

3200..6400..12800..

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Remember, inhale slowly, inflate lungs. Let it circulate through. Let. Let it work.

Richard. That's your name. Your mother was beautiful and your father was handsome. You are a Grayson. You have brothers and sisters.

Pain.

Pain is relative. If you fuck with pain long enough, it won't fuck back with you. Pain spreads through him and he inhales deep, bigger breaths. Trying to drown out the searing ache. He succeeds, deceives his brain.

Dick Grayson is such a liar.

He knows how to lie, how to smile widely at the Blüdhaven precinct when shit goes down or still tell a joke or two when Damian is there.

Dick Grayson is such a liar.

He's a good man. Honest to goodness. He's fooled himself into thinking his left leg didn't feel on fire, he's successfully managed to stop gasping against the rattle of his chest, a rub or two might be the cause. Who knows?

BOY WONDER! SAD YOUR DEAREST BATMAN HASN'T COME TO SAVE YOU YET? WHY LOOK AT THAT.

Mistah J checks his watch and smiles, his crooked smile stares back at Richard.

Dick only looks away as the Joker's cold fingers run his slimy, skinny fingers along his body. He used to shiver under his touch in a bad way, he would gulp and squeeze his eyes shut, hunting for memories to dive into.

When he got Zitka. When his mother named him her Robin. When he went on patrol for the first time with the all mighty Batman. When he first met Jason. Then Tim. Then Damian. Then the nights they spent healing wounds, fighting together or just sleeping or Netflix.

Dick doesn't move, doesn't say a word. He doesn't even let out a humourless laugh or a quip. Dick clings onto a hope.

Batman. Come get me.

BOY WONDER IS STILL LIVING. WHY, THAT'S A JOY. COME OUT THERE LITTLE BLUE BIRD. YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN STAY IN THAT LITTLE BRAIN OF YOURS? WHEN YOU WAKE UP. THAT LEG WILL HURT. YOUR BLOOD WILL SPILL AGAIN ON THAT DARNED LITTLE CREST.

He doesn't care. The glorious speech does not make him flinch. He looks at the window, one thought crosses his cloudy vision.

Bruce (Dad), come get me.

LET'S HAVE SOME MORE FUN, SHALL WE. EVEN JAYBIRD PLAYED THIS GAME TOO. COME ON, HE HAD FUN. LET'S PLAY BLUE BIRD. BLUE JAY. HMM. I LIKE THAT.

Playtime.

Its always target practice. He would lie there and watch Harley swing her mallet here and there, sometimes too close to Dick and she would talk to him, so sweetly.

Aww, you wanna play too? Let's play together, shall we?

His face will clench up, his head will scream and suddenly everything is loud as Harley fires guns at targets and maybe shoot some arrows at Dick.

On lucky days, he's used as her gymnast prop.

I want to fly again. Batman I'm falling, please I'd like to fly again. My wings are clipping and I will rip. -

He falls asleep.

You can't call it sleeping. Dozing in and out of consciousness, he was neither awake or sleeping. A grey haze flittered across his vision. No sign of clarity. He still heard the rattle of his breath, the fire in his leg. The now warm abdomen.

He feels someone at his leg.

Harley Quinn was there, a sly smile as he feels a needle go in and out.

In and out. In and out.

In and out, in and out. You need to breathe Dick. In and out. In and out.

When he hears the door shut and a ricocheting silence, he peeks at his leg.

A sick suturing of his leg stabs with dental floss, a handiwork Harley was sure to boast later on. He doesn't care if it gets infected. What's the big deal? Batman will take care of it.

He turns over on his side to his communicator lay. The Nightwing emblem was shattered beyond measure. No matter, I can get a new one. The communication mattered.

He presses the distress signal again, again. Again. Bruce better get that flashing orange light and he should feel his bipolar touch in no time.

He tries to talk, voice hoarse from decreased usage and a rough sandpaper-like quality stuck to it.

"H..hello? Bruce. Dad. Please get me. I'm.. I'm waiting. Please."

He turns back in his side, curled up like an invited animal.

The rain pours, shadows keep coming in and out but none belong to his dad.

The boy asks the moon if Batman had lost his way. Asked if the moon could shine the light brighter at him so Dad can find him faster. He'll be okay, he'll be okay. Bruce might be lost, after all. There's a lot of streets and time isn't on anyone's side.

Two weeks go by.

Dick still finds himself bound by the ties and definitely no sign of the caped crusader.

Batman is surely coming.

That thought fades slowly, over the weeks. He's gotten more used to the Joker and the crowbar.

Is this how Jason felt, when he was in Hell?

Dick cannot remember. Dick only knows how the sound of metal and bones work, how the bullet will hit skin, pierce it through with frightening velocity and dull ache afterwards. The pool of blood will remind him that yes, I was shot.

A sick game of Russian Roulette. Instead of one bullet, there's multiple. A .44 magnum shouldn't hurt anymore. The revolver keeps spinning in his mind where acrobats should be. Where's Bruce. Where's dad. Am I forgotten?

Dick tried to remember how to breathe. Is it that hard? Just pulling in oxygen and letting the respiration mechanism do its work?

Distract thine self.

He tries to remember. Tries. He's trying. Nightwing has to do this. You need to at least remember your name. Your mother, your father. Dick. Dick.

Richard. That's your name. Your mother was beautiful but I don't know what her hair colour is, sometimes it's blonde or chestnut and your father was handsome. You are a Grayson. You have brothers and sisters. Are they Jason? Tim? Da- I don't remember, I don't remember the tiny one. Is he even real? Your sisters too. Stephanie, Stephanie. I have one more, the sneaky one. She's fast but I don't know her name. I'd like to know her well too. Pity I. I don't know her name. I hope she knows my name. That way I can hear her voice and maybe figure out who is the charming one. I know she does ballet. I know she made brownies once with.. Who? I don't remember his name. The old man with cheery wrinkles and deep eyes. I don't know who he is too. Oh. Oh oh. Dick.

[DANGEROUS TO FALL ASLEEP, RICHARD JOHN 'DICK' GRAYSON. EYES. OPEN. EYES. OPEN. BREATHE. (MY LUNGS DON'T WORK)]

I'm begging someone, please. It doesn't have to be Bruce. Get the ballet girl to help me please, she fast and maybe I can ask her name while she gets me out of here.

Bruce never gives up.

You know that too, do you? He's spent 3 weeks finding his son. His beloved child.

Do you ever think how much Bruce's heart breaks over and over everyday?

"ALFRED?! CAN YOU GET JASON NOW, NOW, NOW?! I FIGURED HIS COORDINATES."

Bruce flips from the Batcomputer and grabs everything. A blind haste, he's never dressed so fast. His son. Oh my god, his son.

Jason is down there getting the Batmobile to rev up and they speed.

They speed.

Are they fast?

I guess. If you call 290 in 85 fast.

They run, Jason dashing first and his breath catches in his throat. A cold draught erupts inside of him. He snarls, Bruce turns as he digs through the alleyways. He finds what he knows lurks.

"The sick fucker is going to end Dick in the same fucking warehouse he ended me in. That big bitch.

Bruce puts one hand on his shoulder and squeezes. No time to panic, Dick is the one. is the unsaid message as Jason crashes through the window.

And even him, Red Hood. The one who sees and commits murder everyday, stops and hot anger sears through him.

Dick lies, barely 15 feet away, bound up and covered in his own blood, the ripped Nightwing suit from his recon mission. Bruce picks him up while Jason gladly punched (and secretly plugged a bullet) the fuck out of Mistah J and Harley.

They lie on unconscious, Jason evaluates the scenes, trying to suppress his screams at what they've done to Grayson.

Bruce picks up Dick like he's glass, he hurries to the Batmobile with Jason telling to prepare the Medbay.

"The Medbay.. I.. I don't think. Leslie. Leslie can."

Is all Bruce says and Jason revs up, driving the Batmobile way beyond the legal limit. Bruce doesn't give a flying banana about it. He'll pay the fine later.

Bruce looks down at his son, hoping he hasn't fallen asleep yet. Finally, finally Dick is in the arms of the crusader. Half his domino mask is ripped and Bruce tries to not break at the baby blues staring without any light-hearted gaze.

His heart still beats (A reminder he's alive and could've been more alive. Bruce failed him)

"LESLIE. DR THOMPKINS!"

Jason screeches across and marching in, earning angry stares from the other patients but it turns into gasps and horror when they see Batman carry a limp Nightwing barely clad in spandex anymore. Everyone bows out, knowing they were priority.

Something inside Dick broke.

He doesn't know what it is.

He'll live with it.

"Bruce, he's fallen into a coma."

Leslie says, solemn. Angry tears form in Jason's eye and he was about to fight Bruce, give him the tirade. Compare him to Nightwing.

The unspoken message rings loudly in Bruce's mind. He doesn't need Jason to say it.

You failed him too.

Jason is seething, anger. Sadness a d everything is violating him from inside.

If you were a minute later, he would've died. We would've been carrying his body to the grave. The Joker would still live. You see the problem? DO YOU NOT SEE THE FUCKING PROBLEM?

Bruce sits beside Dick, his pulse like a fluttering butterfly. He grasps his hand in Duck's fragile one and prays.

Prays that he wakes up.

Dick is on a life support machine now.

I guess the ventilator couldn't keep him up. All good boys do die. If not, maybe a part of them broke.

Dick is no exception.

Alfred squeezes Bruce's hand. Jason sits so quietly beside him alongside the rest of the family.

Its April 27th. Jason was taken this day.

They don't say a word, neither does Red Hood, he just wants the baby blue eyes to open again.

He cries.

Five months have gone by and he stirs slowly.

He's barely moving and Jason shoots up and looks, squeezes Dick's hand again.

Baby blues meet emerald green.

Jason dashes for Leslie. She comes and shoos everyone out.

Jason is fucking glad. Dick is alive.

Bruce is disappointed.

He cannot bring himself to meet Dick who's currently in the ward under observation. He's failed Dick. He knows it.

He enters, heavy hearted. Dick is smiling at everyone but Bruce can see it, the hard lines. The sunshine doesn't reach the baby blues. He thinks they've turned into aquamarine, a shade tad too dark. I guess, that's what trauma does to people.

Dick smiles at Bruce, he feels the tension and Dick pats the chair beside him where Jason was sleeping. Bruce softly sits, he has no heart to wake Jason up.

Dick is alive. Dick is alive.

Bruce places one hand on Grayson's one, it feels much more warmer and his pulse is beating normally.

And he breaks.

He cries, tears steaming down his cheeks. An ugly sound escapes his throat. Bruce gasps in air and exhales shakily. Dick watches, silent.

Is this how you felt when I was in Hell?

Dick doesn't touch Bruce, doesn't say its okay and I'm alive. He stares dead into Bruce.

I cannot forgive.

Dick sits quietly, he doesn't have to say it. Loyalty does kill you in the end if you step on all the wrong pieces of glass.

That's when you find yourself falling from the trapeze line, you find yourself swirling again in the memories you wish you could lock.

Loyalty in the end, is your demise.

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daniel-vazquez · 3 years

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Comm Final

Shameless is a show which, according to Nylon Magazine, has been “has been lauded for its depiction of what it means to be lower-class in America, from the perspective of a white Midwestern family. The show has sparked conversations about race, poverty, class, queerness, sex, and addiction, and it’s easily become one of the most important shows on TV” (Ashe). The show has a large cast of characters, with Frank Gallagher as the father of 6 children, with a large supporting cast that comes in and out of the fold as needed to tell the story. There are multiple instances of the aforementioned issues that come with race, poverty, and queerness, and it is presented in a realistic yet engaging way that makes audiences root for the Gallagher family. Flood Magazine claims that “its depiction of the struggling class in Chicago is a most honest and accurate dissertation of urban abjection in popular culture. The show is not for the faint of heart. It is an unapologetic discussion of urban poverty in America—raw, honest, and dark, employing humor to offset the bleakness” (Spry). An analysis of the gender & sexuality topics that come up in Shameless is needed to appreciate not only how rare it is for this to be seen in media, but also how well it is handled in Shameless.

Shameless offers a unique look at the way that sexuality is extremely accepted from the main cast of characters and only relies on a few instances of bigotry coming into play for the storyline to take place. These instances occur mostly from religious institutions acting in hatred against the LGBTQ+ community and have the churches act as the bad guy for the show’s purpose. The fact that Showtime allows the show to have created such dialogue shows how far programming has come over the last 50 years. “At its inception, television rarely presented sexual themes […]. One theme that has been especially ignored is the portrayal of sexual issues related to gay, lesbian, and bisexual individuals. Despite the lifting of some longstanding taboos over the last several decades, television programming has been called ‘compulsory heterosexual’, and depictions of the sexual issues associated with nonheterosexuals may remain relatively rare (Fisher, et al.).

The show has homosexuals in the form of Ian Gallagher and Mickey Milkovich, the sexually fluid in the case of one of Ian’s boyfriends, and eventually Debbie Gallagher, who started as a youngster in the show, developed from a curious teenager to a confident Bisexual, with many more of the supporting cast belonging to the LGBTQ+. Television came from a point where “there was not a single representation of a gay character. […] One teen drama scene, for example, showed two male characters jumping apart embarrassed after being ‘caught’ practicing dancing together (Batchelor).

What is especially refreshing from Shameless is how sexuality is only seen as a character trait that someone has but does not take over their personality. There are some episodes where the main topic might be someone’s sexuality, with Debbie, in particular, having a couple of episodes to cover her sexuality arc, but in a show, with now 11 seasons, a couple of episodes of delving into the topic does not cover the depth of these characters. An almost running gag that we see is how Mickey is a bottom despite coming off as aggressive and very manly, but he does not flaunt it but is also not embarrassed by it, he just claims to like what he likes. This concept of a top or a bottom in the LBTGQ+ community is something that I am not going to pretend to be an expert on, but how Mickey does not care what anyone thinks is something you could very easily see develop as a plot point in a show of lesser quality.

Mickey comes from a very damaged home life to the point where his father hired a prostitute for Mickey to engage in sex to set him straight, hindering Mickey’s self-acceptance of his sexuality. He pretended to be not cared about Ian because of this, even going so far as to have sex with women and even raising the child he has with the prostitute. However, Mickey develops into a person who comes out to everyone he knows at a bar he frequents for Ian, and even exchanging blows with his father to the point that police come, who end up releasing Mickey as one of the officers was gay himself. The way in which Mickey comes out is not only a great moment on its own, but the fact that he did it for Ian shows that he is much more complicated than someone who is just gay.

The realistic portrayal of Trans people is something that has been an issue in the past when it came to social media. Even if it did come up, it could often come up in a negative light. An example of this is in It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, where an attractive woman has negative connotations associated with her simply because they are Trans. Even on a smaller scale, media genders certain things, such as pink, barbies, and cooking being much more feminine, and the color blue, trucks, and wrestling often being associated with manliness. The example of gendering things does not have much to do about Trans, but it still plays a role in the way gender affects much more than one would think.

In recent times, there has been an “increase in the TGD population, estimated to include up to 1% of the U.S. population, is likely due to an increase in the raw population of individuals who identify openly as TGD […] Coinciding with this rise, there has been an increase of TGD representation in media, through celebrities like Caitlyn Jenner, supporting characters in films and television, and shows and movies where TGD characters and their journeys are the central theme. While this increased representation is positive on its surface, it is by no means without flaws and TGD persons are still wildly underrepresented in the media” (Mocarski).

Gender has evolved in Shameless from something that was used as almost a one-off joke at the beginning of the show to something that goes more in-depth with an introduction of a recurring character in the case of Trevor, a boyfriend of Ian Gallagher. At first, Molly, a child that Lip Gallagher ends up helping when their mom kills herself is thought to be a girl, as they are wearing dresses and have long hair. However, it is eventually revealed that the girl turns out to have a penis, and as Molly has a small role, it is only addressed humorously by having Fiona Gallagher eventually tell Molly that they were a boy.

Around 5 seasons later, Trevor was introduced to the show and eventually became Ian’s boyfriend. Trevor’s gender played a key role in the shows’ story as Ian became more acclimated to his friends who were much savvier when it came to the LGBTQ+ world, as well as even having different sexual interactions that Ian is used to. The pair got into an argument about who would be a top and a bottom with Trevor having issues with being a bottom since he thought Ian assumed it was that case since Trevor now identifies as male. It turned out that they both just happened to top, and the pair laughed it off as it had nothing to do with gender at all. This gives hope to the future of Trans representation in the media, as Trevor goes on to become a much more developed person outside of just being Trans, but the plot points that do focus on his gender are done tastefully.

Gender and sexuality have come a long way in the real world, and the portrayal of it in Shameless is something that is not common, and on top of that, portrayed in a realistic and positive light. Having both main characters as well as those on the periphery be a part of the LGBTQ+ community doesn’t over or underemphasize the topic, and the way that the storyline takes place ensures that there are not any moments where a character is seen only as their sexuality or their gender. The beauty of the show itself is that these two topics barely scrape the surface of Shameless. There are many issues such as race, socioeconomic status, gentrification, even mass media, and cults encompassing some of the show’s storyline. Every time the show hits the mark and represents these issues in a realistic yet engaging way. As Nylon’s Stephanie Ashe says, “Shameless has taken a hyper-specific set of circumstances and found the universality of them. And they’ve managed to do it without ever mocking the subjects of their story. Treating them with the care they deserve helps us realize that they’re not so removed from our own experiences.”

Bibliography

Ashe, Stephanie. Nylon, 2017, www.nylon.com/articles/shameless-important-television-show-working-class-depiction.

Batchelor, S.A, Kitzinger, J. Burtney, E. “Representing young people's sexuality in the ‘youth’ media”, Health Education Research, Volume 19, Issue 6, December 2004, 669–676, https://doi.org/10.1093/her/cyg082

Fisher, Deborah A et al. “Gay, lesbian, and bisexual content on television: a quantitative analysis across two seasons.” Journal of homosexuality vol. 52,3-4 (2007), 167-88. doi:10.1300/J082v52n03_08

Mocarski, Richard et al. “The Rise of Transgender and Gender Diverse Representation in the Media: Impacts on the Population.” Communication, culture & critique vol. 12,3 (2019): 416-433. doi:10.1093/ccc/tcz031

Spry, Mike. “Poverty on Television: ‘Shameless’ and the American Dream.” Flood Magazine, 19 Dec. 2016, floodmagazine.com/42253/shameless-american-dream/.

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blossom862 · 5 years

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Mixed Match Challenge Part 2

Warning(s): Fluff, mentions of drugs, SMUT!

Note: This is my first time writing smut, so please be gentle.

Word count: 3,682k

Y/W/N: Your Wrestling Name

Alofa: Love

Tag list for this series: @balorollinszayn @calwitch

*** If you are under 18, please do not read this.****

After confessing your feelings to Roman, you guys decided to go out on a date since you both had the remaining week off. During the date, you guys got the chance to get to know each other better and immediately connected. Roman told you that he liked you and he wanted to get to know you more. He also told you that his kids meant the world to him and that he needed to know that you were okay with it.

“Y/N, I just want to know that you are okay with it. My kids are everything to me and the person that chooses to be by my side needs to know that. I know that you don’t have any and that maybe you don’t feel comfortable dating a man that already have children, but I j-“ before he had the chance to proceed with the mini-speech of his, you took his hand onto yours and looked at him with adoration in your eyes.

“Listen, I don’t care if you have kids or that you were married once. I want to be a part of your life. Hell! I want to meet them one day and tell them how amazing their father is.” You told him with a laughed and a quick wink.

“ Where had you’ve been all this time?” And with that said he learned to give you a quick peck on your lips.

After the first date, he took you to many other ones. To the park, to museums, to clubs, and even to your favorite restaurants. He treated you like a princess (and he still treats you like one). Later on, during a live event, he asked you to be his girlfriend. You couldn’t contain your excitement and jumped into his arms while placing multiples kisses all around his handsome face.

“Finally! I thought you never asked.”

All the WWE roster and even the fans know that you guys are dating, after that kiss you gave him after the Mixed Match Challenge, they knew that you guys were going to be an item after that. And they were not wrong.

The Raw roster was currently getting ready for their European tour but during the meantime, Stephanie and Hunter had given everybody a little break. All the wrestlers were busy making their luggage and saying goodbye to their loved ones since they knew they were gonna be gone for at least another 2 months. You were glad to have your boyfriend with you during the tour. He means the world to you and you to him.

You were currently packing and cleaning up your messy room since you barely have time to clean it. Who can judge you? You are always on the road and half the year you are either facing a new opponent or doing interviews.

“You know, I never thought that Y/W/N was such a messy person outside the ring.”

You didn’t notice when Roman approached you and wrapped his strong arms around your curvy waist. You were so consumed by your thoughts that you couldn’t acknowledge his presence, till now.

Leaning back, you felt his lips against your neck. He was such a lovable a passionate lover. The big dog knew your body better than you did, and that was a surprise. No, you guys haven’t slept together yet, but you guys had done other things other than kissing. You could say he knows what to do with that mouth of his.

“Hmmm, baby. Don’t start something that you can’t continue. You know we need to make sure we have everything we need for this upcoming trip. You know how much I hate procrastination.” You murmured to him while giving him a tender kiss. Gently, he grabbed your chin and proceed to raise your head for you to admire his brown eyes while he spoke.

“Don’t challenge me, sweetheart. Just because we haven’t slept together doesn’t mean I can’t make you see stars. I know your principles and you know mines. I won’t make you do anything that you don’t want. So honey, get your pretty little butt moving and finish packing and when you finish, I’ll guarantee you I’m giving you the best orgasm of your life and you can believe that.” With that said, he planted a fierce but loving kiss on your plump and red lips.

Mesmerized by the sudden gesture, you wrapped your left arm around his neck while pressing your lower back against his. Deepening the kiss, he took the opportunity to turn you around to have your face to face. Both of you were so into the moment that you guys didn’t realize that someone was in the room as well.

“Ugh really? Can’t you guys don’t do that here?” Grounded a masculine voice near the door of your room.

Putting your hands on Roman's chest, you gently pushed him away and disconnected your lips from his.

Clearing his throat, Roman looked at the individual that had entered the room without permission ready to argue.

“Listen, man, haven’t you heard of privacy? Or perhaps knocking?” Roman said while whipping his mouth with his thumb.

“Hey! You guys knew I was here. Next time I’m staying at the hotel.” And with that said, Seth turned around and headed out of the room not before closing the door.

Jesus! If Seth didn’t interrupt the two of you, you didn’t know if you were gonna stop yourself from jumping and riding him like a madwoman.

It is not that you were a virgin or anything, but you wanted to wait a little longer before you guys take that big step in the relationship. Before Roman, you were involved with another wrestler. He always was there for you, he supported you and encourage you to be better in everything you set your mind to. Everything was going amazing for the both of you, the WWE universe knew that you guys were together and you were the “IT” couple long before Maryse and The Miz were.

Sadly, after being involved with each other for so long, you discovered that he was cheating on you with one of the WWE interviewers. After the scandalous breakup, he decided to publish online some intimate photos that you had sent to him when you guys were dating. You were devasted in such a way that you almost turned to drugs. If it wasn’t for Seth and your brother, you didn’t know if you were able to go through it. After that, you swear to never send pics or be intimate with someone else after getting to know the person and had at least waited a year.

You talked to Roman about it and to your surprise, he took it well.

“Baby girl, I’m not going to pressure you to do something you don’t want to do. If you want to wait a year or even two, I would wait as long as you want. That doesn’t take the fact that I want to be with you. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to make love to you as soon as possible, but if you are not ready, then we won’t. I’ll wait as long as I have to because I like you.”

Roman was a true gentleman and you were lucky to have him in your life.

“Well, I think that is my clue to finish packing. Oh god, who I am lying to? I want you so bad it physically and mentally hurts.” You growled while giving him a sad smile. You were so desperate to be in his arms and give yourself to the man standing next to you.

Taking a couple of steps towards you, Roman tugged a curl behind your ear while kissing the top of your nose. Taking a deep breath, you wrapped your small arms around his waist while bitting your lower lip.

“Oh, baby girl you don’t have any idea how much I’m trying to control myself. Is impossible to not touch you whenever you are near. When I’m with you, I feel like a horny teenager again.” He spoke while laughing and kissing your shoulder.

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You were currently putting your wrestling gear and preparing yourself for your match against Becky Lynch. After your long-time rivalry with Sasha Banks, Stephanie decided to give you a shot to become the next WWE Raw Women Champion. You were so excited about the opportunity and it didn't matter that you were facing Seth’s Rollins girlfriend. Every single person who comes to the WWE has one goal in mind, and that is to become Champion.

“Baby girl, are you ready to kick some ass?” Shouted Roman while entering the private dressing room that you both shared.

After announcing that you guys were partners, Hunter decided to give you guys a separate and private dressing room. He told you that the majority of the couples had their own. Roman had a smirk the entire time Hunter was talking to the both of you.

Lacing your knee-length boots, you proceed to answer his previous question with a happy “hell yeah” and with a small giggle.

Seating down in the bench that was located next to you, he placed his left hand in your left butt-cheek without caring.

“I cannot wait to see you held that title in your hands. You deserve that title opportunity.” He whispered against your ear. Giving you a small slap in your behind. He took your hand in his and carefully gave you a long kiss on your lips.

Following his lead, you deepen the kiss while caressing his long and glamorous mane. Sliding one of your hands under his shirt, you proceeded to caress his chest. Taking the hint, he took his shirt off and trowed it behind his back.

“Hmm, you are so damn handsome” you whispered against his chest. You deposited some small pecks against his chest while looking at him with your big Y/E/C. He places his hand against your rebel curls and tugged gently.

“Y/N, alofa. I’m so hard right now.” He spoke while patting softly.

Giving him a small smirk, you sensually kneed in front of him. Slowly, you started to run your hands all over his enormous and manly thighs. You were obsessed with the man’s thighs. Just the thought of having your pussy against his thighs is enough to make you wet.

Looking at him through your long eyelashes, you noticed how excited Roman was getting. Unzipping his dark pants and pulling them down, you started to careless him through his Calvin Klein boxers.

“Hmm, Y/N. If you keep doing that I’m not going to last much longer. Baby please, do something.” Protested the big dog while desperately shoving his clothe member right in your face. Giggling, you decided that it was time to stop playing games and take action. After giving his member a small peck, which made Roman moaned, you release him from his underwear and started to massage him. Gently but with a firm grip, you started to pump his dick.

“Oh, g-god ba-by girl. Yes, just like t-that.” Whispered Roman while throwing his head back.

After making sure he was hard as a rock, you decided to take the next step and put your mouth to great use. Taking his tip in your mouth, you started to suck him softly. Moans were all you could hear all around the dressing room. Stroking and bobbling his member as fast as you could, you were determined to make him cum.

You were so turned on that you started to touch yourself. Pulling down your tight wrestling shorts, you slid your unoccupied hand under your panties. Teasing your clit with your middle finger, you started to moan against his dick.

You tried to take him all the way, but the man was so damn big that you had to wrap and pump your fingers on the parts that your mouth could not take.

“Oh shit, Y-y/N, I’m gonna........ FUCK” his head tilted back and his mouth agape when he released into your mouth. Small moans were coming out of your plump lips

Watching him come undo before you was enough to make you start moaning. Rapidly, you started to touch your clit and inserted two fingers in order to make yourself cum. You felt two big hands caressing your curly hair.

“Stop baby girl. I want to be the one to make you cum.” The strong man took your busy hand in his and slowly started to suck on your dripping fingers. After a couple of minutes of sucking and tasting your nectar, he releases your fingers with a loud and sensual “pop”.

A small “fuck, you taste so good.” came out of his mouth.

You couldn’t take it anymore and started to take off your top. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you position yourself to ride him as fast as you could. Tonight was the night that you would let yourself lose. You needed him and you were gonna take some action.

“Wait, baby. Are you sure you want our first time to be like this? Don’t you want to wait for a little more ?” Asked Roman while pulling you gently away from him to look at you in the eyes.

You could see that he was nervous but at the same time, he was filled with lust. You couldn’t judge him, he was a man after all.

“I’ve never been so sure in my life. I want you and I want you right now. Make me cry, daddy.” That was the key that helped you release the big dog. Taking you in his huge arms, he turned you over and made you stand in front of him with your back towards him. He positions you in a way that had you stretch for him. Both of your hands were against the lookers, one of your legs was on top of the bench, and your ass was press against his lower abdomen.

You felt his hand caressing your lower back with such love and determination to make you feel good.

You turned your head around to see what was taking him so long. You were desperate to be close to him. You were going to protests but before you could even say anything, he pulled your shorts down and without any words he slowly but gently stated to enter you.

“Ooh.... y-yes. Just like that baby.” You moaned while making eye contact with Roman. You had never felt this kind of pleasure before. Yes, you had sex with your previous partner, but it was nothing compared to this.

With each passing minute, he started to pick up his speed and before you know it he was making you see stars.

“Yes... omg yes. Ugh.....pull my hair, Ro. Use me, destroy me.” You shouted while wrapping your hands on his neck.

Instead of getting a reply back, he took your chin in his hand and gave you a desperate but passionate kiss. It took you a minute to identify the sudden pressure in your lower abdomen. You were about to cum any minute now. Pulling away from the kiss, you looked at him in the eyes before telling him that you were about to come.

“Ugh, n-not yet. I-I want to cum with you. T-together. Let’s cum together Y/N.”

“I’m coming.... fuck I’m coming so hard.” You told him while touching and giving your breast the attention they craved.

“Oh fuck, yes. Touch yourself, baby. Ugh, I’m coming soon.” And with that said, you both orgasm together.

“Oh FUCK! ROOOO.”

You only heard him let out a loud groan before pulling out of you and before you could register what was happening, you felt his cum in your ass cheeks.

“Jesus, your low key makes me feel like I’m in my twenties again. What did you do to me woman?”

Letting out a tired laugh, you gave him one last kiss before giving him a loving hug.

“I love you so much, Roman.”

“I love you too sweetheart. You don’t know how much I love you.”

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“Weighting Y/W pounds, accompanied by Roman Reigns, from Y/C. Y/W/N!”

The cameraman gave you the signal for you to get out to the main arena.

Roman was holding your hand while waving to the crowd. You couldn't have asked for more support than the one you were receiving at that moment. Your fans we're going insane plus your boyfriend was being so supportive.

Once settling in the ring, you waited for your opponent with your favorite Samoan next to you.

”Relax baby girl, you are gonna be just fine. Take a deep breath.” whispered Roman while caressing your delicate face.

Whoa

Hey!Hey!hey

”And her opponent, from Dublin, Ireland. Accompany by the Architect, she is the Raw Women's Champion, The Man”

With great determination, Becky walks down towards the ring with a serious look on her face. If looks could kill you'll be dead already by the look she gave you once in the ring.

Seth and Roman were both looking intensely at each other while supporting their girlfriends which were about to face each other for the Championship.

Becky took several steps toward you and held her Women's Championship high in the air. Your noses we're touching and if it wasn't for Roman that gave you a quick tug you probably would have started the fight right away.

”This fight is for the Raw Women's Championship. The challenger, from Y/H/T, Y/N!” shouted Jojo with a big smile on her face.

You turned around and gave the crowd a big wink while doing your signature pose in which Becky rolled her eyes.

”The defender, she is the Raw Women's Champion, Becky Lynch.” with that said she gave you a challenging look and made her way to the robes in which she raised the championship hire.

”I’m your damn Champion!” she shouted to the loud crowd.

Once she made her way to her corner, Roman gave you a quick peck on the lips and made his way down to the ring not before giving Seth a ”you better not get involved” look.

Once the bell ring, Becky took you from your curls and gave you a hard punch in your abdomen. It took you a minute to recover from it, but once you were capable of acknowledging your surroundings, you pushed yourself up.

The woman was laughing at you while looking at you with pity in his malicious eyes.

“AWWWWW, look at her. She thinks she the best of the best because she dating “The Big Dog”. She shouted at you while approaching you.

She thought that she had the upper hand, but before she could throw another punch at you, you decided to do something crazy that could help you win for sure. You wanted to finish as soon as possible and take the Raw Women’s Champion home with you.

Taking her by surprise, you performed one of her moves, “the Exploder Suplex” and later on you played dirty and performed her signature move “ Dis-arm-her”.

The crowded was going insane and Seth tried to distract the referee by climbing over the ropes, but Roman took him by his shirt and performed a DDT to him.

“Come on BECKY!!!! Tappppp. Your streak is over. I’m the next champion.” You screamed at him with great fury.

“AGH!!!” she protested but the pain was too much and even someone like The Man could not handle it.

Without any words, she gave you the nastiest glance and proceed to rapidly tap.

With that said, the announcer announced the victory while the referee took you by the shoulders in order to separate you from the Irish woman.

“The winner of this match and the NEW RAW WOMEN’S Championship, Y/W/N!”

Giving you the title, the referee abandoned the ring while Roman climbed over the ring.

“I’m so proud of you baby!” He told you while wrapping his arms around you.

You couldn’t be so proud of your accomplishment.

“How do you feel right now?” Asked Jojo while resting her left arm on your shoulders. She was one of your closes friends in the company. You could see how proud she was of you for winning the Raw Women’s Championship.

Trying to stop your patting, you looked up from the title to her.

“Well Jo, you know how hard I’ve been working to have this opportunity. Since I was a little girl I always had a vision of not only becoming champion but also inspire people to achieve their dreams. So I’m standing right here and I’m looking at every single one of this amazing crowd here tonight and I’m filled with so much happiness right now. This year had been filled with so many blessings and positive things that had changed my life for the better. I started dating this amazing and handsome as hell man standing next to me. And now, I’m the new Raw Women’s Champion. What else can I wish for?” When you said that, the crowd started to cheer.

Roman wrapped his arms around you while giving you a delicate kiss in your head.

“Y/W/N, I gotta say, I’ve never seen you this happy before. I’m so happy that you had found the right person for you. Before letting you go celebrate tonight’s victory with your boo, I had to say that you’ve had inspired so many people through your journey here in the WWE. As a friend and as a woman myself, from behalf of all of the women here present, I’m thanking you for demonstrating how far women had come in the wrestling business. We love you and I couldn’t have been more proud of you love.”

All around you all you could hear from the crowd was a chorus of “You deserve it!” And “Who's the Man now?”

“That’s right! My baby girl is the NEW Women’s Champion and I couldn't be so proud.” With that said, he wrapped his strong arms around you and gave you an intense kiss.

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WOOOOWWWW!!! That was intense as hell!! I gotta said it took me a while to finish this because I’ve been having some writer’s block. Anyway, like I always said, I apologize for any grammar errors and I hope you guys liked the final part of this short-short story. Also, my ask is always open and ready to write some new imagines.

*This story is mine, I don’t give permission to post it on another social media. I spend a lot of time on it.

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A wonderful article about the recent blossoming of the Keanu orchid ....

By Stephanie Zacharek

June 21, 2019

One of the great things about living in the modern world is that everyone is finally hip to Keanu Reeves. Right now he’s everywhere: Not just in the superb sequel John Wick: Chapter 3—Parabellum, but on talk shows, as a character in the upcoming video game Cyberpunk 2077, and as a hotter-than-hell but also endearingly insecure Canadian daredevil doll in Toy Story 4. He’s on Buzzfeed answering the public’s questions as puppies scramble around him, and he has a cameo in a Netflix romantic comedy, Always Be My Maybe, playing a version of himself, if he were sort of a jerk, which, from all reports, he surely is not. Reeves has become the Internet boyfriend du jour, thanks in part to a series of photographs swirling around the web that show how respectful he is when posing with random fans—or even with Dolly Parton—taking care to avoid anything that could be construed as inappropriate touching. Keanu enthusiasts have even launched a change.org petition to make him TIME’s Person of the Year. That choice is made solely by TIME editors, but hey, you never know.

Keanu here, Keanu there, Keanu, Keanu everywhere: This is a 54-year-old overnight sensation who has been making movies since 1986, the year he appeared in Tim Hunter’s teens-in-trouble thriller River’s Edge. At last, he’s getting the unqualified love he deserves, and those of us who have always loved him can rest easy. Now is not the time to gloat.

Who are we kidding? Of course it’s the time to gloat. There have always been people who love Reeves, ferociously and defensively, as a personality and as a vibe. How could you not like him as a time-traveling, mop-headed swain in the Bill and Ted movies, as a surfing cop in Point Break, as earnest, searching Neo, the One, in The Matrix movies? But historically, even people who like Reeves as a performer have often been quick to add that they’re not sure he’s a good actor. Before the Internet, there was a thing called dinner parties, and when the conversation turned to Keanu Reeves, you could be assured of hearing some variation of the following: He’s a bad actor. What he does is not really acting, he’s just playing himself. He’s good in action roles. He’s OK but he really shouldn’t attempt Shakespeare. He has no emotional range. He’s just bad.

The problem most likely lies not with Keanu’s gifts as a performer but with a general perception of what good acting is. People are often afraid to say anyone is a good actor, unless it’s Meryl Streep. They don’t want their judgment to be found wanting, and thus they make their own insecurities the actor’s problem. In 1993, it was almost impossible to defend Keanu’s performance as the resentful, conflicted villain Don John in Kenneth Branagh’s Much Ado About Nothing without being laughed at. It’s true he’s not Shakespearean in, say, the Laurence Olivier mode—he hasn’t lived inside the words of Shakespeare for a lifetime, perpetually kicking away at the best and truest ways to push those words out into the world. His Shakespearean acting is a movie-star version, a kind of pop interpretation that speaks to us more through an understanding of movie images than through deep Shakespearean study.

At one point, the preternaturally miserable Don John lies on a massage table, his muscles being worked over by Richard Clifford’s Conrade, who seems to feel his friend’s unrest rippling through his skin and asks him about it. Don John springs from the table. Anger and envy have been coiled inside him like the instinctive energy of a snake—they snap out into the air, a visible force. This physical outburst sets us up for a flurry of bitter but self-aware words: “Though I cannot be said to be a flattering, honest man, it must not be denied that I am a plain-dealing villain.” The line spins out in a pinwheel of self-degradation. This Don John knows himself, and hates himself for it.

Is this good acting, merely effective acting, or neither? No matter where you stand, I don’t think you can watch Reeves’ Don John and claim he doesn’t understand the character—his intelligence works its way through muscle and bone as well as heart and head. It’s performance as vibration. This might be the key to all that Reeves does an actor, including his magnificent gifts as an action star. Movement is acting, speaking is acting, listening is acting, just being is acting: Reeves reminds us of all that, often silently. There’s thought behind everything he does, and reading those waves of thought is part of the process of watching him.

We often talk of movie stars in the old-Hollywood studio-system sense, charismatic and distinctive personalities—like Cary Grant or Barbara Stanwyck or Bette Davis—who always look like some version of themselves but who create memorable characters by layering multiple, complex veils over their own particular mysterious essence. Maybe Reeves is one of the few modern-day actors whose style fits that model. He doesn’t work elaborate origami folds to transform himself into a character; instead, he beams radio signals from within. With a trim crewcut or a lanky shag, with a stubbly mug or a clean-shaven one, with a scowl or a slow-burning smile, he’s always starting from the base camp of Keanu.

None of this, though, answers the question of why Keanu, and why now? Other actors have passed through similar portals, seemingly expendable one minute and exalted the next. Before there was a Keanussance, there was a McConnaissance, the point at which Matthew McConaughey shifted from being an efficient actor in lame romantic comedies to being taken seriously in movies like Magic Mike and Dallas Buyers Club. The catchphrase became, “Wow, that guy can really act.”

But the recent blossoming of the Keanu orchid is different, maybe because, over the years, Reeves has proved that he doesn’t always need to be the center of attention. He launched a small art-book publishing house, X Artists’ Books, in 2018. He co-produced, and appeared in, the 2012 documentary Side By Side, an exploration of the differences between traditional photochemical filmmaking and digital processes. He has always been guarded about his private life, though we do know that in 1999 his then-partner, Jennifer Syme, gave birth to a daughter, who was stillborn. In 2001, after the couple had broken up, Syme died in a car accident.

We know this because it was reported at the time, and because it’s right there on Reeves’s IMDb page. But we don’t know about it because he’s talked about it a lot—he hasn’t. Reeves has erected some sturdy barriers against us, and yet somehow the membrane between his public life and what he truly thinks and feels seems fragile and permeable. What’s more, Reeves doesn’t seem to spend a lot of time on the Internet. Unlike most of us, he lives in the real world, and he makes it seem like a pretty good and grounded place to be. When People magazine, on the red carpet for the Toy Story 4 premiere, asked Reeves how he felt about the Internet-boyfriend stuff, he responded with a ripple of surprise: “I’ve been what?” When the interviewer elaborated, he smiled quietly, as if only to himself. “That’s wacky,” he said, clearly amused as he registered this new-to-him but not-to-us information, quickly adding, “But the positivity’s great.”

He also speaks candidly—on television, in the public eye—about things that would leave many of us speechless. In early June he appeared on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert to promote John Wick 3, answering the usual questions about what it’s like to fight while you’re on the back of a horse, and so forth. And then Colbert almost stopped time itself by asking a strange, potent question, as if knowing that if anyone might have the answer, it would be this radiantly centered person sitting just a few feet away: “What do you think happens when we die, Keanu Reeves?”

Colbert presented the question jauntily, as at least a half-joke, both courting and getting a laugh from the audience. That audience may or may not have known about the personal losses Reeves has suffered; they may or may not have known that Colbert lost his father and two of his brothers in a plane crash when he was 10. But what they know or don’t know matters so much less than the way Reeves responds, with composure and generosity and grace: “I know that the ones who love us will miss us.” Keanu Reeves is the man of the moment. Keanu Reeves is trending. Keanu Reeves is hotter than hot. But when our attention turns elsewhere, as it inevitably will, Reeves will still be out there surfing, not worrying whether we’re watching him or not. Because surfing, not trending, is the way to keep going.

#keanu reeves #keanu orchid #time

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Everyday by David Levithan || Book Review

Book Review by Angelica Sasil

Book Summary

David Levithan introduces a love story about "A", a teen who wakes up every morning in a different body and living in a different person’s life.

There is no warning if,where it will be or who it will be. And tell himself Never get attached to anyone and Avoid being noticed.

One day, "A" wakes up in the body of Justin and meets Justin’s girlfriend, named Rhiannon. In that moment, "A" broke their promise to themselves that never attached to anyone but no longer apply. But "A" and Rhiannon find out that they fall in love to each other.”A” attemps to have relationship with rhiannon with using multiple bodies. That means “A” is truly loves Rhiannon.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

David Levithan (born September 7, 1972) is an American young adult fiction author and editor.His first book, Boy Meets Boy, was published by Knopf Books for Young Readersin 2003.He has written numerous works featuring strong male gay characters, most notably Boy Meets Boy and Niomi and Elly's No Kiss List.

BORN

September 7, 1972

(age 46)

Short Hills, Millburn, New Jersey, United States

OCCUPATION:

Writer, editorNationalityAmericanEducation

BOOKS:

Novels

•10 Things I Hate About You (Junior novelization of the 1999 film) (1999) [6]

•Boy Meets Boy (2003)

•The Realm of Possibility (2004)

•Are We There Yet? (2005)

•Marly's Ghost: A Remix of Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol, illustrated by Brian Selznick (2005)

•Wide Awake (2006)

•How They Met (2008)

•Love is the Higher Law (2009)

•Will Grayson, Will Grayson, co-written with John Green (2010)

•The Lover's Dictionary (2011)

Every You, Every Me (2011)

Every Day (2012)

Invisibility, co-written with Andrea Cremer (2013)

Two Boys Kissing (2013)

Another Day (2015)

Hold Me Closer (2015)

You Know Me Well, co-written with Nina LaCour (2016)

Someday (2018)

With Rachel CohnEdit

Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist (2006)

Naomi and Ely's No Kiss List (2007)

Dash & Lily's Book of Dares (2010)

The Twelve Days of Dash & Lily (2016)

Sam & Ilsa's Last Hurrah (2018)

With David Ozanich and Chris Van EttenEdit

Likely Story (2008)

Likely Story: All That Glitters (2008)

Likely Story: Red Carpet Riot (2009)

Anthologies and novels edited

You Are Here, This is Now: The Best Young Writers and Artists in America: A Push Anthology (2002)

Friends: Stories about New Friends, Old Friends and Unexpectedly True Friends, ed. with Ann M. Martin (2005)

When We Are, What We See: A Push Anthology (2005)

The Full Spectrum: A New Generation of Writing About Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgender, Questioning and Other Identities, ed. with Billy Merrell (2006)

21 Proms, ed. with Daniel Ehrenhaft (2007)

We Are Quiet, We Are Loud: The best young writers and artists in America: a Push anthology (2008)

How to Say Goodbye in Robot, a novel by Natalie Standiford (2009)

Short worksEdit

"The Alumni Interview" (2004), short story in Sixteen: Stories About That Sweet and Bitter Birthday, edited by Megan McCafferty[7]

"The Good Girls", essay in Girls Who Like Boys Who Like Boys, eds. Melissa De la Cruz and Tom Dolby (2007)

How They Met, and Other Stories (2008)

"A Word From the Nearly Distant Past" (2009), story in How Beautiful the Ordinary: Twelve Stories of Identity

"Quiz Bowl Antichrist", story in Geektastic: Stories from the Nerd Herd (2009)

"The Skeleton Keeper", story in Bones: Terrifying Tales to Haunt Your Dreams(2010)

"Your Temporary Santa", story in My True Love Gave To Me: Twelve Holiday Stories, edited by Stephanie Perkins.

"Day 3196", a story about the character A(from the Every Day trilogy), first published in the National Book Store edition of Someday (2018)

ANALYSIS

A is the main character of this novel. A is also the first person narrator, so readers are experiencing everything A sees, feels, and experiences. A is neither defined as a male or female, because A is a soul that transfers from body to body every day, never knowing who he/she will wake up in next.

Rhiannon:

Rhiannon is a 16-year old girl who truly cares for her boyfriend Justin. She does whatever she can for him, that is until she meets A. Rhiannon first meets A when A is present in the body of Justin, however, she has no idea. Rhiannon is the only girl A has ever loved. Rhiannon becomes the first person to know who A really is, she discovers A's secrets and for awhile she is the only person to ever know "A". Rhiannon becomes very much attached to A and wants love to conquer all their problems so that she can actually just be with A not the body A takes over, just A and A alone.

Justin:

Justin is a 16-year old boy who lives with both parents. He does not share an intimate relationship with his parents or his girlfriend, Rhiannon. Rhiannon is completely head over heels for Justin, and goes out of her way to prove that she loves him. Sadly, Justin is a slacker boyfriend. He does not give Rhiannon the love, respect, and appreciation she deserves. Overall, Justin does not fulfill his role as boyfriend to Rhiannon. And that's where A steps in to show Rhiannon that she should stop settling for a subpar relationship with Justin.

Nathan Daldry:

"Nathan is a good guy. Everything in his room is in order. Even though it's only Saturday morning, he's already done his homework for the weekend. He's set his alarm for eight o'clock, not wanting the day to go to waste. He was probably in bed by ten" . Nathan starts off as a normal every day guy, fairly smart, not very social, but seems to be very much a gentlemen. That is until A takes Nathan to a party and is found on the side of the road. Afterwards he believes, "THE DEVIL MADE HIM DO IT, local boy, pulled over by police, claims demonic possession" . Suddenly, A has one guy wanting answers and Nathan is not willing to give up till he knows everything.

Kelsea Cook:

Kelsea is a girl who is dealing with dark thoughts and depression. She lives with her father. Her relationship with him is not the typical “daddy-daughter relationship.” Kelsea keeps a journal where she expresses her deepest feelings about her unhappiness and suicide. As a whole, Kelsea's character is trying to cope with thoughts of suicide and the will to stay alive.

Ashley Ashton:

Ashley is described as a 16 year old "knock-out", with a gorgeous face and the body of Beyonce. Based on A's accessing of her, Ashley's life is defined by her beauty. Ashley contributes as an important character to the story, because she provides A with the opportunity to show Rhiannon what Justin is really like with other girls. A and Rhiannon argue about whether Justin would cheat on Rhiannon if he knew Ashley. A attempts to use Ashley's beauty to create a rift between Rhiannon and Justin. However, this back-fires when Justin does not fall for Ashley's attempt to kiss him. Instead, a rift is created between A and Rhiannon. Ashley provides A with the "wakeup call" that even though Justin is a lousy boyfriend, he isn't willing to cheat on Rhiannon. The situation between Ashley (A), Rhiannon, and Justin also makes A realize that Rhiannon must end things with Justin on her own. A cannot use another girl to cause the breakup.

Reverend Poole:

At first a side-side-character, the Reverend Poole becomes a major focus at the end of the book when, with help from Nathan Daldry, Poole confronts A and discloses the secret that Poole also has A's talent, but is also capable of spending more than one day in a body. Poole offers to teach A the secret, but in the end A rejects the offer due to the moral consequences

Alexander Lin:

On the penultimate day of the book, A wakes up in the body of Alexander Lin, a boy who has a loving family, good friends, and loves to read. Because A feels such a strong connection to Alexander, he decides to introduce Rhiannon to Alex as a sort of substitute to himself.

OPINION

If I'm in A's situation his/her life will be very difficult to live or adjust with. Different faces and lifestyle every day for your whole life. You can not live the way you want especially without ruining the original owner of the body. You can't even fall in love with other people, regardless the gender.

In A's situation, there is a big problem on how can he/she love Rhiannon without abusing the person's body. He/she can't just permanently possess the body of others that will be selfish and unfair.

THESIS ARGUMENT

What the author has said is that he created this book for everyone to realize that every morning is important in our lives, so people can appreciate the blessings of our God and for others to think that every one has the different abilities that God gives us so we can not compare ourselves to others.Think, if you are "A" in real life is very difficult because you can not live the life you want,and you have to pretend someone else.

CONCLUSION

I'm interested in this book because of the difficulty of the main character by moving every day to another body and another face that is not fully known. A is a soul that transfers from body to body every day, never knowing who he/she will wake up in next.this is the most difficult situation I know because first of all, you do not know who you are, your real name or even your gender. Every day you need to go with the flow so you can not be picked up by othersAfter I read this book I think about how he or she will get his own body and how will his or her sufferings be ended? or what is the way to keep his/her soul in one body?

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WARNING: GRAPHIC CONTENT

Theodore Robert Bundy was born to a twenty two year old woman named Eleanor Cowell on November 24, 1946 in Burlington, Vermont. Eleanor Cowell was the daughter of two very religious parents and being unmarried at the time of her pregnancy and birth, she was sent to have the child in at a home for unwed mothers. Shortly after the birth of her son Theodore she and her baby returned to her parent’s home in Philadelphia, where they would hide the illegitimate birth by claiming he was Eleanor’s adopted brother. A few years later, Cowell took her son and moved to Tacoma, Washington where she married a man named Johnnie Bundy. The family created a content home.

At an early age, Theodore, or as we know him today, Ted or Teddy Bundy, began showing some very unsettling interests in darkness. At age three he became fascinated with knives and later in his school aged years and teens he would peer into windows of young women and steal things that he wanted without a second thought leading to a comprehensive juvenile record. When he turned eighteen the record was dropped. When discussing his childhood and teenaged years, Bundy recollected being very introverted.

He first attended the University of Puget Sound and then transferred to the University of Washington in 1966. There, Theodore fell in love with a woman of wealth and status and they dated for a short period of time. Her most common pseudo-name was Stephanie Brooks, although she gave many to protect her identity. He was desolate over their breakup to which she claimed was in response to Theodore’s lack of ambition and immaturity after dropping out of college in 1968 and working a series of minimum wage jobs. He ran off to Colorado after his breakup with ‘Stephanie’ and ended up visiting family members in Arkansas and Philadelphia. In the spring of 1969 he attended one semester at Temple University but in fall of the same year went back to enroll in the University of Washington. He then met Elizabeth Kloepfer. A divorcée from Utah whom he dated for several years.

In 1972 he graduated with a degree in psychology. In the mid 1970s Bundy had worked his way into a higher social and political status in Washington, volunteering a second time in political campaigns and was awarded with letters of high recommendation for the law program. In 1973 during a trip to California, Bundy rekindled his relationship with ‘Stephanie Brooks’ and even went as far to introduce her to one of his psychology professors as his fiancée. In January of 1974 he unexpectedly ceased all contact with ‘Brooks’. He said in interviews that he essentially just wanted to prove that he was good enough to marry her.

Bundy confessed to attempting his first abduction in 1969 in New Jersey but claimed he hadn’t murdered anyone in Seattle. He also implicated but never fully disclosed earlier murders in 1971, 1972 and 1973. It is unclear where and when he began murdering young women. He was very elusive and told many different versions of his stories to different people.

Therefore, Ted Bundy’s earliest known victim was murdered in 1974. Around this time several young women had disappeared in the Seattle and nearby Oregon areas.

On January 4, 1974 Ted Bundy beat eighteen year old Karen Sparks until she was unconscious and then sexually assaulted her body with the rod he used to murder her. She managed to survive but sustained mental and physical disabilities from the attack.

In February of the same year, he broke into the home of Lynda Ann Healy, rendered her unconscious, and abducted her. March 12, 1974 nineteen year old Donna Gail Manson. April 17 Susan Elaine Rancourt disappeared on her way to her dormitory. May 6 Roberta Kathleen Parks never made her coffee date with friends. At this point, at least one woman per month was disappearing. On June 11 twenty-two year old Georgann Hawkins disappeared on her way to her boyfriend’s dorm.

During all of these disappearances, Bundy was working at the Olympia Department of Emergency Services, involved in the investigation of these missing women. While working there, he met and dated Carole Ann Boone, a woman who was twice divorced and a mother of two.

As women continued disappearing across the Pacific Northwest reports came in of a man wearing a sling and driving a tan or brown Volkswagen Beetle. In July, two women went missing from a crowded beach in broad daylight. Janice Anne Ott aged twenty three and nineteen year old Denise Marie Naslund both disappeared and reports of a man with the same previous description, a sling and a tan beetle, who had given a loaded story about needing help unloading his sailboat. There was no sailboat. He lured the two women to their deaths.

After a sketch and description was released to the public, three of Bundy’s former acquaintances recognized the sketch to look like Theodore. The police however disagreed to him being a possible suspect because he was a clean cut law student with a lack of an adult criminal record.

In August, Bundy discovered that he was not quite as cut out for law school as he’d originally thought. He found the courses he took to be much more difficult and was greatly disappointed that he could not comprehend his lessons. Following this disappointment, a new string of murders began.

In September of 1974, hunters stumbled across human remains. Six months later, forestry students uncovered more human remains that had been dumped. They discovered skulls, vertebrae, and other skeletal remains. As more women continued to disappear, Bundy’s occasional girlfriend Elizabeth called the police to repeat her suspicions about Theodore and he was officially added to the list of suspects.

On August 16, 1975 Ted Bundy was arrested in Utah. His tan Volkswagen Beetle contained a ski mask, a crowbar, handcuffs, an ice pick, and other items generally used for breaking and entering and burglary. Along with the tools that Bundy describes as regular household items (excluding the ski mask he explained to be used for skiing and the handcuffs he had claimed he found in a dumpster) the police also found a brochure to Colorado ski resorts and a brochure for a high school play where one of the victims had disappeared in a search of his house. But it was only circumstantial evidence at best and Bundy was released. He was arrested again and in June of 1976 he was sentenced to one to fifteen years in prison. From there Bundy would escape and flee to several different states including Michigan, Georgia, and eventually, Tallahassee, Florida where he stayed in a boarding house under the alias Chris Hagen.

He claimed that he planned to move forward with his life, working and committing less criminal acts, but it didn’t take long for him to begin shoplifting and theft, he also stole credit cards from women’s purses. One week after his arrival in Florida, in January of 1978, he entered a sorority house of Florida State University and attacked four women, beating them, destroying their bodies, and sexually assaulting them. In the same night, he broke into the apartment of another young woman named Cheryl Thomas. He raped and beat her leaving her with permanent deafness and equilibrium issues. At the crime scene the police found semen and a pantyhose ‘mask’ and two hairs.

In February of 1978 Bundy attempted to abduct a young girl in Jacksonville until the girl’s older brother showed up. Bundy retreated and fled to Lake City where he murdered twelve year old Kimberly Diane Leach. A few days later he made his way back to Tallahassee with a stolen car. He was stopped by a Pensacola officer (one of my two home towns, eerily awesome) and after a vigorous chase and an added charge of assault to a police officer, Bundy was subdued and arrested. In 1979 and 1980 Ted R. Bundy was sentenced three times to death by electrocution. Upon his sentence he shouted, “Tell the jury that they were wrong!”

During his confessions while on death row, Ted Bundy stated that he considered himself to be amateur and impulsive as a murderer until he reached his prime phase beginning in 1974, insinuating that he had begun killing before his first official identified victim, but he never explicitly confessed to murdering anyone before that time.

In 1986 Bundy confessed to returning to the scenes where he had dumped previous victims, multiple times. He said that he would lie with them and perform sexual acts with their putrefying corpses and would continue to do so until their bodies were too decomposed to continue. He confessed to many other horrific crimes including decapitation, lewd acts with a corpse, sexual assault, murder, and mutilation.

Bundy confessed to the murder of at least thirty six young women. On January 24, 1989 about 7:00 AM at the age of forty two, Theodore Robert Bundy died at Florida State Prison by electrocution. He was pronounced dead at 7:16 AM. His body was cremated and before his death he requested that his ashes be scattered in the Cascade Mountains of Washington where at least four of his victims had been disposed. It is unclear from my research what they actually did with his remains. If you know, comment below!

In a final interview, Bundy told reporters that he “deserved the most extreme punishment [that] society has.” He spent his final days praying with a Methodist priest and he even cried. According to the priest he didn’t want to die.

He told reporters in his final interview that he was a normal person and a helpless kind of victim and not some bum or loser hanging out at a bar. He claimed that he felt remorse for all of his sexually motivated killings and even added in that , “killing me isn’t going to restore those beautiful children to their parents.”

His last words: “Yes, Jim and Fred” (his minister and his lawyer) “I’d like you to give my love to my family and friends.”

Ted Bundy was a wreckless and careless murderer. He didn’t bother to cover his tracks and he didn’t care about being seen by others. He hid in plain sight and even though he claims he was not impulsive and amateur after 1974 in reality he always was.

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#scary #creepy #horror #death #demons #serial killer #ted bundy #murder

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earthschampion · 6 years

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Here’s a small portion of a multiple-part story I wrote several years ago:

I’m in the process of completely re-writing the story because... Holy Plot-lines, Batman, the original is awful! Like many, I’m not a fan of New52, and I haven’t really read much of Rebirth. For those who have been following me for a while, you know I write pre-boot, mainly. So in my writing, my Teen Titans team is where the series left off right before New52. Red-Robin, Superboy, Wonder Girl, Raven, Beast Boy, Ravager, and Solstice.

Anywhere, he’s a small sample from the story:

It was another gorgeous morning in San Fransisco; the sun rose over Titans Tower, it’s beams shining through each window. On the top of the Tower stood a small, green rooster. Beast Boy, as always, was the first Titan to wake. "Gooooooood morning, San Francisco!" Gar yelled as loud as he could, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun on his feathers. Once returning to his normal form, he made his way down to the kitchen in order to prepare breakfast for himself.

As he started up the stove, he felt a gust of wind behind him. Turning to his left, he noticed Bart at the fridge. "Morning, Bart, hungry?"

"Always, but right now I’m just really thirsty. Couldn’t sleep last night, so I was at the pool.” Bart pulled out the orange juice, then grabbed himself a glass from the dishrack before sitting at the counter.

“What’s wrong? Trouble getting the relationship rolling with Rose?” He dropped a handful of spinach onto the frying pan, then went to the fridge for egg whites.

The speedster’s face turned red as he choked on his sip of orange juice. “What?! Trouble?! No! No trouble! Things are smooth sailing with Rose!”

“Dude, it’s all good. Bro-talk is happenin’ right now, we’re cool. Sure, we get on each other’s nerves from time to time, but that’s what bros do.” Gar served the omelet and put it in front of Bart. “Here, a token of Bro-ness. We cool?”

Bart looked down at the omelet, then back to Gar, who was holding up his fist. A smile formed on his face, respectively pounding his fist against Gar’s. “We’re cool. Thanks, bro.”

“No problemo, hermano.” Gar went back to the stove, preparing another omelet for himself. “So tell me, what’s kept you up? Is it Rose? Somethin’ else? I’m all ears.” He joked, having his ears turn into those of a Bloodhound.

“Well… Okay, yeah, it’s gotta do with Rose. How real you want me to be?”

“Just don’t give me a play by play, and we’re solid.”

He let out a sigh as he re-filled his glass for a third time. “Alright, well, our relationship basically started as a one night thing. She was being flirty with me, and asked if I’ve ever been with anyone, then… Y’know. Anyway, it was never anything official, she just basically comes to me when she wants to do stuff.”

“Not a bad agreement, there.” Gar flipped the omelet before getting started on mixing the waffle batter.

“Well, not at first. It was great, She was my first, and she taught me a lot. But, I want an actual relationship. I mean… I’ve always been kinda jealous of Conner and Cassie.”

He looked to Bart, pointing to his rabbit ear. “Careful, Barty. Kryptonians can’t always shut their super-hearing off.”

After throwing out the empty orange juice carton, Bart added it to the shopping list on the fridge. “He probably already knows, anyway. I mean, I love being a speedster, I’m not jealous of that. But, he’s always had Cassie.”

“Everyone likes an Amazonian.” Gar put his omelet on a plate as he gave Bart a wink. “Can’t blame ya there, buddy.”

“I mean, Cassie’s gorgeous, but she’s always been a sister to me. I mean, they’ve always had each other. It’s something I’ve wanted, but… It’s hard, man. And yeah, I get to do things with Rose and we sleep in the same bed every now and then, but I want it to be official…”

He placed the first waffle on the plate, then began filling up the waffle maker a second time. “Have you thought about telling that to Rose? That you wanna be boyfriend and girlfriend?”

Bart stabbed his omelet with his fork, a red shade appearing on his face. “Once, and she laughed at me.”

He couldn’t control his laughter, it was too much to contain. “She what?! You’re joking!” Upon turning around, he saw the seriousness in Bart’s face. A look that’s rarely seen. “Oh, man, I’m sorry to hear that. What’d she say to it?”

“She isn’t “the dating type.” That she doesn’t “do dating.” And “why do we need a title? What’s wrong with this?” Basically, everything I didn’t want to hear.”” He stuffed his face with a bite from his omelet, then went over to start up the coffee maker.

Gar sat next to Bart’s seat at the counter, pouring some syrup onto his waffles. “I mean, not to be rude or anythin’, but she’s right. Don’t think about you and Rose for a second, just focus on Rose’s qualities. She’s a badass, sword-fighting, cigarette-smoking, white-haired, single-eyed babe. She drinks, she does whatever she wants, and won’t settle for anythin’. She may sound rude and mean when she says those things, but maybe it’s because she knows you deserve someone better? She knows you deserve someone who’s fun and innocent, someone who can be playful. You probably can’t see it now, because you’re too busy being infatuated with Rose.”

“Dude, when’d you get so mature?” Bart laughed as he lightly punched Gar’s arm. “I mean, you’re probably right. Right now, I want Rose and only Rose because of everything we’re doing. If we were to stop, maybe I’d find someone else.”

“Who says you can’t be looking now?”

“W-What? Whaddya mean? I’m with Rose, dude! Haven’t you been listening?!”

“Loud and clear, m’man.” Gar pointing to his deer ears. “And from my understandin’, you two aren’t together. You guys are F.W.B’s.”

Bart raised a brow, finishing up his omelet. “Fun With Babies?”

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he let out a long sigh. “Friends With Benefits, bro. Meaning you two aren’t together, but you’re doing things. Get it?” He rolled his eyes, then looked back to the speedster. “Fun With Babies? Really? What’s wrong with you?”

He nodded, quickly washing his plate and fork in the sink. “So, you’re saying I should be looking for someone right now? You know how hard it is to find someone in the superhero community?”

“So? Date someone outside the hero community. Wally did it, So did Barry. Hell, even Superman did it.” Gar took a bite of his omelet, then went over and poured two cups of coffee for himself and Bart.

“I wanna be with another hero, I don’t wanna have to hide who I am.” Bart took the mug, grabbing a banana before heading back to the counter.

After putting some vegan-creamer in his coffee, Gar sat back down, changing into a chimpanzee as he ate his own banana. “Ooooh, I see. So we have some desires, do we? What else is on the requirement list to date Kid Flash?”

“That’s really it.” Taking a sip from his coffee, Bart grabbed a spoon and added some more sugar. “I just need to be honest with her. As long as we get along, and she’s a beautiful hero, I’ll be happy. Anyway, enough about me. I got a question for you, actually.”

“Shoot.” Showing a set of finger guns, he changed back to his normal self as he took another gulp of his coffee.

“Why is it you don’t ever come down with Raven? You’re always first.”

“Because Raven likes to sleep in a bit more than I do.”

“Okay, yeah, but I mean… Conner and Cassie come down at the same time… Tim and Stephanie come down at the same time, whenever she stays over, that is… Don’t you like to stay in bed with Raven?” Gar finished his coffee and twirled his spoon. “Well, yeah, I guess when you put it that way… Truth is, Raven isn’t much of a cuddler. It’s hard to express emotions when your father is literally a demon that feeds on your emotions. I’m honestly surprised we’re able to do the things we do?”

Bart brought over the coffee pot, topping Gar off before refilling his own mug. “Stuff like what?”

Raising his mug as a sign of thanks, he took a sip before continuing. “Like, we hold hands, we kiss, we cuddle at night. Once in a while, other things… I think she blocks herself off sometimes when she feels she’s getting too comfortable. She may be part-demon, but she’s also part-human. And like everyone else, the human-side of her craves connection and emotion. It’s an ongoing war in her, she can only feed her human-side’s cravings so much before Trigon can have a chance at using her.”

“I didn’t think of it like that… But she seems to be expressing herself a bit more, right?” She actually gives me hugs and plays with my hair when we watch tv!”

He laughed a bit as he took another sip from his coffee. “She thinks of you as her youngest brother. She said she enjoys when you fall asleep next to her, you’re like a cat.” Gar changed into a cat as he hopped onto Bart’s lap. “You vibrate when you snore, like your form of purring.”

“Knock it off!” Bart laughed, pushing Gar off of him. “Wait, she thinks of me as the youngest?”

“Yep! Tim’s the oldest because he acts the most mature. Kon is the middle-child, and you’re the baby. In Raven’s eyes, anyway.” He laughed again, bringing his plate and mug to the sink. “As for the girls, Rose is the oldest, Cassie and Stephanie are twins, and Kiran is the youngest.”

“Kiran… Hmmm.” Bart tapped his foot on the barstool as he looked towards the doorway. “Do you think--”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Loverboy.” Gar patted Bart on the back. “Baby steps, I know that’s hard for you. It’s more like baby miles, in your case.”

"Garfield, let him at least have some hope." Raven walked in, giving Bart a gentle smile as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Good morning, Bart. Things with Rose aren’t going well?"

"Mornin' Rave.” Bart leaned his back, resting his head against her chest as she played with his hair. He would never admit to it, but Raven was like a second mother to him. She always seemed so protective of him, and he loved his quality time with her. “Your Nat-Geo of a boyfriend gave me some advice. Are we still watching that movie together?" He smiled wide as he offered her an orange from the table. She gladly accepted the orange before placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. “Of course, we didn’t marathon the entire “Ultimate Ninja” series for us to not watch the seventh one.”” Raven left Bart and went over to the fridge, grabbing milk before going to the cabinets for cereal. Leaning over, she gave Gar a kiss on his cheek. “Good morning, Garfield.”

“Mornin’, honey.” He returned the kiss before motioning towards Bart at the counter. “You give him kisses, too?”

A gentle roll of her eyes, she patted Gar’s cheek as she spoke quietly. “You know my love for him is different than my love for you, Garfield.”

“Mhm.” Gar went back to putting the dishes away, grabbing Raven a bowl, as well. “Let’s make sure it stays that way. I don’t need you trying to hit on my woman, Speedy.”

“Wrong hero, but noted.” Bart placed his mug in the sink before looking back to Raven. “Hey, Rave? When are we watching the movie?”

“As soon as I finish eating, I’ll meet you on the couch, deal?”

“Sounds good! See ya, Rave! And Gar… Thanks.” He gave them both a smile and a salute, then ran out of the room.

Gar looked to Raven, an eyebrow raised as he leaned his back against the counter. “Ultimate Ninja, huh? I didn’t take you for a kung-fu fan.”

Raven shrugged her shoulders as she carried her bowl of cereal to the counter. “I don’t particularly enjoy it, but I know Bart loves to snuggle up to me and have me play with his hair.”

“You know because he told you? Or because you felt it?”

“Both.” She covered her mouth as she finished her spoonful. “He told me how he loves showing me his favorite movies and shows. What he didn’t say, however, is how he thinks of me as his mother, in a sense.”

Once again, he couldn’t control his laughter. “Sheesh, he thinks you’re old? Want me to knock some sense into the kid?” He flexed his gorilla arm, before walking over to sit beside Raven.

“That is unnecessary, I think it’s very sweet.” She continued to eat her cereal for a moment. “He misses his parents, and I can understand that feeling. I’ll admit, since I first felt this is what he thinks of me, I have purposely been acting more… Motherly towards him.”

“So the snuggling on the couch and the kisses…?” Gar’s voice trailed, raising a brow to her.

“If it makes you uncomfortable, Garfield, I will stop. I am being honest when I say it’s strictly platonic.” She put down her spoon, reaching for his hand. “My love for you is… Passionate.”

A smile formed on his face, looking down at their hands. “If the kid thinks of you as his old lady, it’s fine. But if he starts gettin’ flirty, we’re gonna have problems.”

She turned Gar’s face towards her lips, kissing him gently. “Do not worry, my love. Now, if you excuse me. It’s time for me to meditate through-- I mean, thoroughly enjoy “Ultimate Ninja 7: The Samuracalypse.” She gave Gar one more kiss before meeting Bart on the couch, the menu screen already on the television.

Bart had his legs stretched out on the couch as he played on his tablet. Glancing up, he noticed Raven walking into the room. “Hey, Rave!” He sat up straight, putting his tablet on the coffee table. “Check it! I’ve got some Oolong tea here, for ya!” He smiled wide, pressing the volume button on the remote to unmute the television.

Eyes widened, Raven looked back into the kitchen and noticed there wasn’t a teapot on the stove. “How did you make the tea? I was in the kitchen with Garfield the entire time.”

“Ninja skills, Rave. Ninja skills.” He smirked, patting the seat next to him. “You ready for the movie?”

What she said to Gar was true, she has purposely been acting more motherly towards Bart. What she did not tell him, however, was that she’s been viewing Bart more as a son. It was something she would keep to herself, just as her knowledge of Bart’s feelings. She sat on the couch, and took the mug from Bart, who immediately rested his head against her chest. Raven wrapped her arm around him, her hand slowly brushing up and down his arm. “Whenever you are ready, Bart. And thank you for the tea, it was very thoughtful.” Raven gave him a gentle smile as she took a sip from the mug.

“Raven, we don’t have to watch this if you don’t want to...”

“But how will we know what becomes of Ninjokyo City? And the rise of the robot samurai’s? Aren’t you curious?” She looked down at him, noticing a concerned look on his face. “Is something wrong?”

Bart looked down and played with his fingers. “You don’t have to lie about liking the movies, Raven, it’s okay.”

With a sigh, She put the mug back on the coffee table before looking to Bart. “Bart, do you know why I’ve watched the past six Ultimate Ninja movies with you?” She gave him a moment, but only received a shrug as a response. “It’s because I enjoy spending this time with you. It doesn’t matter what we watch, I’m more than happy to sit here with you. It’s calming, which is very ironic, considering how you’re normally all over the place.” She chuckled as she lifted his head up. “I appreciate this time spent with you, Bart. It’s nice to focus on something other than my inner demons, for lack of a better phrase.”

He sat up and wrapped his arms around her. “I like it, too. Thanks for putting up with me, Raven.” He released from the hug and handed her the remote. “So, what would you like to watch?”

“Absolutely anything else other than Ultimate Ninja. For all I care, Ninjokyo City can crumble to the ground.” She laughed, giving Bart another gentle kiss on his forehead. She let Bart rest his head on her lap as he stretched out on the couch again, her fingers combing his hair as they channel-surfed.

#fan fiction #teen titans #impulse #kid flash #bart allen #beast boy #garfield logan #gar logan #raven #rachel roth #raven roth #ravager #rose wilson

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leviticus101st · 3 years

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Stephanie Brown. The third and last Batgirl.

I like her. I’m not really sure how to start talking about her, so I’ll start with her costume.

I do not like her Batgirl costume. I think it’s very bland. The only thing I like about it is the colors. Purple, black, with a golden bat works surprisingly well.

I just think that the overall design is a bit generic.

I much prefer her Spoiler costume. It’s just more lively with her eyes being more cartoony.

But let’s talk about her actual character. Much like Tim Drake, she’s an every man. She’s aware of the tropes and all of that.

I like that. Lately, it feels like DC has no self awareness. Even when they try to be aware, they screw it up. Like with the Harley Quinn cartoon. That show tries to be self aware, but falls on its face badly.

But back to Steph. Her more upbeat personality contrasts the other Bat characters very well.

She’s not just an air head, there’s an intelligence and depth to her character that SOME people (Dan Didio.) choose to ignore.

You can’t talk about Steph without talking about the behind the scenes bullshit.

Despite her popularity with readers, Dan Didio and other editors screwed her over so much.

It started slightly before No Man's Land. They made her pregnant from an old boyfriend. From everything I’ve read, she doesn’t get to be a part of NML. The biggest crossover in Batman's history.

Then came her time as Robin, where she was consistently drawn like she was much younger than she actually is.

Then, despite her proving her worth as Robin multiple times and Batman himself saying she’s a good Robin, Batman fires her.

Why? Because Dan Didio. A moment of silence for all the comics and creators that have suffered because of that man’s stupidity.

After that, she starts a gang war for a mediocre crossover.

Then she dies after a torture scene.

I am dead fucking serious.

We live in an age where we consistently question how much violence a fictional woman should go through. I’m bringing that up, because there are one of two possibilities on DC’s part in this.

Either they were INCREDIBLY stupid or they hated Steph so much that didn’t care about the backlash they would get.

Or both. Both are possible.

Thanks to fan backlash, that was retconned. In the dumbest way possible.

The doctor that helped her transferred her to Africa. The doctor that sent her there never told any of the Batfamily that a person they cared about was alive.

That is a terrible thing to do. Borderline awful.

Why Africa specifically? Was moving her to Metropolis out of the question?

There were better ways of handling this. The Lazarus Pit or literally anything that makes sense.

But enough about that.

Things started to get better for her. She became Batgirl and her series, from what I’ve seen, is really good.

Then the New 52 happened and she was erased for five years.

Thank god for Rebirth.

Stephanie Brown. The epitome of deserves better.

(Ending thoughts)

Making these reviews has made me a bit sad honestly. It’s just heartbreaking to see how the Batgirls have been treated.

Yes, even Barbara. She is consistently stripped of her character development to fit into DC’s view on her.

Cass and Steph were constantly treated like shit by the editors.

If I can connect the title of Batgirl to any one thing, it would be mistreatment.

This whole thing is genuinely heartbreaking to read about. Especially if you're as big a fan of the Batgirls as I am.

With the fairly recent news that Barbara was becoming Oracle and Cass Batgirl again, we seem to be getting better here.

I’m sure in about half a decade it’ll be back to what it was before the Joker War stuff, but ya never know.

I’m….tired now.

#Batgirl #Parody Critique #ltj056 #Fanfiction #Plug #Writing thoughts

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themagicnut-blog · 6 years

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Chapter 5: It's a party, It's a partyyy....wait, what?

After the bullshit in January things had calmed down a bit. I was officially out of my first trimester, and still a basket case over the idea of being pregnant. But atleast the uneasy feeling that he was cheating on me and the arguing had calmed a bit.

George moved in, even got his own key. Things were getting all official and shit. His kids were even around more and we were doing more family oriented stuff instead of living in the bar every night and weekend. It was almost nice.

So, now were into March 2016 and it’s my 23rd birthdayyyy!

*Party over here, wooop woooop*

Ha, just kidding. I’m pregnant, remember? So it was a typical day. Nothing special. Went to work, came home, cooked my own birthday dinner and cleaned while my loving boyfriend sat his lazy ass on the couch engulfed in whatever show he was watching.

Normal day.

I was tired 24/7 during my first trimester so we were usually in bed by…8? Lol such a party animal, right? But I usually woke up within a few hours to pee. Ahh, pregnant life.

*Facebook message request: 11:17 P.M. from (insert girls name that I don’t know)*

It’s sad that my heart immediately dropped into my stomach knowing where this was more than likely going.

- Insert long ass message from baby momma #3’s best friend telling me how he was cheating on me back in January and that he had been staying with baby momma #3 (we'll call her Stephanie for the sake of the story) and how what he was doing to Stephanie wasn’t fair and that the child needs his father and that they have proof that he had been with Stephanie…etc etc.-

Happy fuckin birthday to me!

“WAKE THE FUCK UP GEORGE” I may have been a little pissed.

What?

“WHY IS STEPHANIE’S BEST FRIEND MESSAGING ME TELLING ME THAT YOU WERE CHEATING ON ME AND STAYING WITH HER BACK IN JANUARY?!”

They’re just trying to start shit. It’s not true. Stop answering her.

You’re kidding me, right?

We argued (suprise), he threatened to leave (I know, shocker), we went to bed angry, and obviously things were tense as hell the next morning.

And then the arguing began again. As well the normal string of how crazy I am, and how he’s not lying (ha) and how he’s gonna leave me if I keep talking to her (of course i had asked to see the proof)…me begging him to stay….same shit different day basically.

Eventually I stopped talking to Stephanie’s best friend and just blocked her per George’s request…he had told me if I didn’t then he was leaving me. Not at all controlling, right?

But I couldn’t let this one go. January had never added up. And usually if you can’t let something go, that’s your gut telling you something isn’t right.

Always trust your gut.

I ended up pulling up the phone records because I had added him to my account…and searched back into January.

And I’ll be damned if “I only called her a few times” wasn’t actually multiple phone calls everyday for 30 minutes plus.

He was literally leaving my house in the morning and calling her once he got out of sight. All those late nights where I thought he had fallen asleep? Nope! Just ignoring my calls to be on the phone with her for hours. Texts, picture messages the whole nine yards. For a solid 3 weeks. And that was the 3 weeks when he suddenly wasn’t staying at the house with me anymore.

Once shit starts adding up, there’s no going back. And EVERYTHING was starting to piece together.

What does a pissed off, pregnant woman, who just got the proof that her boyfriend has been lying and cheating on her do?

She prints the phone records out and high lights every. single. fucking. time that Stephanie’s number showed in the call log. And she leaves it on the kitchen table for him to see as soon as he gets home.

Here comes world war 3. Followed by the normal string of fuck you’s and what not that you all should know by heart now if you’ve read this from the beginning. And as usual, everything was my fault.

Honestly, I can’t give you one solid reason for why I stayed with him. Why I would always beg him to stay. Why I let him strip me of every ounce of self worth I had. Let him make me believe that I deserved any of this. But as always, I stayed. Begged him to stay. Told myself hed realize what was in front of him and that he would change. That for whatever reason we could make this work.

I mean, I’m pregnant. Who’s gonna want me now?]

#noreasontostayisagoodreasontogo

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Can you elaborate on Bruce being the "Great Manipulator"? I'm still working my way through 00's Batman comics (mainly Cass Batgirl), but I do remember that being displayed in Steph's issue of Gotham Knights. Any other key examples?

Early 2000s Bruce was kinda this... extreme version of a control freak that is hard to rationalize.

* Refused to accept Spoiler despite her work with Robin. Forbade Robin from revealing his secret identity to her despite him knowing hers and them dating and being pretty serious. Then decided to train her and that she could know Robin’s identity... which he told her without consulting Tim???

* Put up this ridiculous test which involved mentally tormenting Tim to the point that he questioned if he was going crazy, had to investigate every one of his most trusted friends and families in fear that they were going to be some ominous traitor only to realize Bruce had set the whole thing up as a “test” because Tim -- who has innate trust issues, lost one of his parents already, and was dealing with incredible anxiety -- was apparently “too trusting” in Bruce’s opinion.

* His treatment of Helena Bertinelli deserves its own essay.

* In the middle of training Spoiler, randomly decided to kick her out of the family for failing a test he eerily set up just like with Tim (and this was the same week she had gotten the news her father had died), and it was set up so that she was doomed to fail. Then, even though she figured it out by the end, he kicked her out and tried to order Tim (her boyfriend) and Cass (her best friend) to not have anything to do with her.

* All but admits to Alfred that, after Tim quit being Robin, Bruce let Stephanie become Robin in a play to make Tim jealous and want to come back.

* This was around the same time that the Tower of Babel happened in the JLA where it’s revealed that Bruce’s secret, in-depth plans on how to take out every member of the Justice League end up in enemy hands and used against them all. The entire League feels betrayed, primarily because they’re not against contingency plans but against the fact that Bruce would make it his own business to do so without consulting any of them

*Having not learned a goddamn thing about the previous story, Bruce builds Brother Eye which leads to the Infinite Crisis disaster and the deaths of hundreds of civilians and heroes alike. Because Bruce wanted surveillance on everyone. Y’know. Without warrant or cause. Because that idea needed more support in the wake of the Patriot Act and the Bush years here in America.

*Jim gets shot and has to retire, leading to a new Commissioner for the GCPD -- handpicked by Jim himself and a pretty standup guy. Bruce literally pouts and throws a fit and basically refuses to work with the new Commissioner out of spite. This will lead to an even ROCKIER relationship with the GCPD without either Jim or Harvey around to broker for Batman and eventually leads to the animosity of the Gotham Gang Wars and its aftermath where Bruce and the Batfamily were made out to be pretty much villains in the eyes of the cops.

*The Gotham Gang War was all based on his own plans that Stephanie tried to execute by herself to prove herself to him after the abuse and misuse she had experienced above and being “fired” as Robin for.... a mistake??? It wasn’t even really a mistake. I have reread that issue multiple times, what happened made no sense.

*He refuses to help Cass establish a civilian identity and actively works against Barbara’s attempts to get Cass to take the idea seriously because he thinks it’s fine for her to have no personal life, and also refuses to acknowledge her suicidal tendencies and death wish. This is revealed to be because he ADMITS that he prefers having her available 24/7 and in any identity as his own weapon (literally the line separating him from Cain at that point was threadbare)

* AFTER Cass resolves her death wish problem and comes to embrace her life, Bruce fires her and tells her she’s done a bad job, though supposedly his “intention” is that he wants her to be happy and live a civilian life which he sets up for her after firing her, but it only leads to Cass breaking down and for Barbara to have to pick up the pieces and be responsible for emotionally healing her. He does not apologize for any of this bt gets forgiven anyway. For some reason.

And like. A million other things. I didn’t even get into Bruce Wayne:Murderer?/Fugitive storyline which deserves an essay on Bruce’s bullshit.

aka 2000s Bruce is like. The literal worst.

#long post #Rants of Unusual Size #opinions opinions opinions #see the pattern is that it's the people most vulnerable and reliant on him #that he manipulates the shit out of #like a good person #Bruce Wayne #Batman #betaetathetahata

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Book Review: Sad Perfect by Stephanie Elliot

The story of a teen girl’s struggle with Avoidant/Restrictive Food Intake Disorder and how love helps her on the road to recovery.

Sixteen-year-old Pea looks normal, but she has a secret: she has Avoidant/Restrictive Food Intake Disorder (ARFID). It is like having a monster inside of her, one that not only dictates what she can eat, but also causes anxiety, depression, and thoughts that she doesn’t want to have. When she falls crazy-mad in love with Ben, she hides her disorder from him, pretending that she’s fine. At first, everything really does feel like it’s getting better with him around, so she stops taking her anxiety and depression medication. And that’s when the monster really takes over her life. Just as everything seems lost and hopeless, Pea finds in her family, and in Ben, the support and strength she needs to learn that her eating disorder doesn’t have to control her.

Release Date: February 28, 2017

A couple disclaimers before I get started. Jessica originally agreed to write an honest review of this book in exchange for an advanced copy. As someone in recovery for ED, she jumped on the chance to review a new book with positive representation, especially about a relatively unknown ED. However, before she received the book she read this anonymous review by another ED survivor. We talked about it and decided it might be too triggering for her to read it, so we had the book sent to me instead. Full disclosure, I do not have an eating disorder but I am familiar with Jess’s story and one of my best friends from high school almost died because of her struggle with her ED.

Okay, so I slept on it before writing this review and I’m still angry but I’ll try to keep the yelling out. First things first, I am not a fan of second person narration. While overall it was a quick read, it was irritating trying to get through it. Second, Pea spends this entire book putting down other girls, and even gets this idea reinforced from her boyfriend who says, “Maybe that’s what I expect girls to do, pick girlie colors, but you’re different,” and, later on, the quintessential quote, “You’re not like other girls.” Excuse me while I go scream for eternity that THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH OTHER GIRLS.

And that’s just what I thought was disappointing about this book. But Sad Perfect is more than just disappointing, it’s damaging on so many levels. When Pea first gets her diagnosis of ARFID she immediately starts one on one and group sessions of therapy. There’s not much focus on either of these things as part of her recovery. The things we do see of group therapy are her continued thoughts of otherness. She repeatedly mentions that her ED is different than the other girls (only girls, because obviously only white girls can have ED) and therefore somehow worse. This opinion does not change by the end of the book.

While she does continue therapy throughout the book, it seems that the only real help she gets is from her boyfriend whom she met in the very first chapter. She decides that he helps her so much that she stops taking her anti-depressants. So when they get into a fight, she starts self harming with a safety pin (way to glorify that by putting it on the cover of the book, btw). While self-harm can coexist with ED and other mental illnesses, her self-harm was literally a plot device to get her admitted to a hospital on suicide watch, where Elliot vilifies almost all hospital staff and makes gross stereotypes of the people that “need” to be there.

Pea’s stay in the hospital was her catalyst for wanting to get better and taking responsibility for her “monster.” She talks at length about how she created this monster and that really the monster is her and that her ED is her fault. She then goes on to say that she doesn’t deserve to be in the hospital when she has her family and Ben (who she has known for approximately 10 seconds) who love her. But these stereotypically low-income people need to be in the hospital because they don’t have anyone who loves them. There were multiple times that I wanted to throw this book, but during her whole hospital stay I had to physically restrain myself from actually doing so.

At the end of the book, we’re left with the message that Pea is still different from everyone else and that the power of a boy loving you will make you want to get better. I understand that Elliot’s daughter suffers from ARFID and she wanted to shed light on what her daughter and her family went through. However, it’s glaringly obvious that she has no knowledge whatsoever about any other ED and doesn’t care to.

For a better look at ED, check out Jessica’s review of Elena, Vanishing. And for more information about eating disorders and treatment visit the National Eating Disorder Association.

If I could give this zero bards, I would, but I guess I’ll settle for one.

Book Review: Sad Perfect by Stephanie Elliot was originally published on A Midsummer Night's Read

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