laurie i made you a thing

A slightly older fanart I made from a la deviant art (You can tell because of my old logo and the fact that Laurie’s eyes are the size of dinner plates XDD)
Thought I’d put it on here since I’m a little busy with other things. Newer stuff to come!
How surprised she must have been, finding herself with so many new faces, in what she thought was her sleepy little hometown… Only to relive the horrific Night of Halloween 1978 again.
As expected, she proved her will to live and escaped the dreaded recreation of Haddonfield’s Lampkin Lane with more-or-less her limbs (And Soul) still intact. Unfortunately, the other survivor’s weren’t so lucky, and to Laurie’s Horror, as each of them fell to the “boogieman,” She Had found it easier and easier to evade his silent shadow…
The connection between them is now more than just cat and mouse, predator and Prey and Victim vs Killer… they were interlinked, forever bound by the Entity’s curse. The Entity seems to have picked up on Michael’s Obsession with the poor girl, and has decided to fully utilize the Sheer horror of her predicament.
If Laurie is to make it through this new, never-ending fate, she’s going to have to use this horrid link between herself and The Killer to stay alive.

R: Oh my god, man.

R: Okay, first of all. Happy birthday.

R: Second of all, coming out to family can be really really rough. I know what that’s like, especially as bi. All sexualities have their own difficulties coming out, but I get the bi thing, and-

Laurie: Did I hear birthday and bisexual?

R: uh-

Laurie: Sorry to intrude, but I made bi pride cupcakes and if it’s your birthday, you should definitely have one. Happy birthday, sweetie!

R: Um. Thanks! …it’s not mine but thanks anyway.

R: Well, there we go!

R: No matter what happens, you have a family here. You should never be afraid of hiding who you are, because even if you lose everything, you will always have a whole world of people standing behind you who love and support you.

R: Now, thats not to say the worst, will happen. I’m sure your family will love you just the same, but even then! We’ve still got your back.

R: And until you’re ready to come to a LGBTQ rights event or a Pride march, I’ll just hold onto this cupcake for you.

R: Happy birthday.

(( okay, I’m starting to add on people from the 500 followers thing :) first up is @thatorangedrank‘s kiddo Laurie MacKenzie! also happy birthday anon ))

anonymous asked:

Is it true Laurie? Did Michael steal food from the Wallace's fridge when you were limping across the lawn?

[Laurie paused for a moment… a hint of a frown began to darken her features, when she shook her head, trying not to let the negativity mire her mood…]

“…Well. If anything, Lynda and Bob probably beat him to it.”

“…I-i guess…”



[The thought of Lynda brought with it Annie… and then, that whole night. It will never stop replaying in her head… all the things she’d never get to say to Annie, all the moments she’d never get back… It was all coming back.]
[It was all coming back.]

“.  ..  … . … . .  .   .”

What if there was no Sam in Season 8? What if instead we got the return of a familiar blonde…

“Oh, okay, let me just give you two some privacy,” Kitty said the moment she saw Jackie enter the living room where she had helping Hyde record his message to Eric.

Kitty stood up from her seat and taking her tape recorder left the room. Only to hide out in the den where she promptly stuck out the microphone to capture the couple’s conversation for not only her son’s knowledge but so she should could playback in case she happened to miss anything.


Hyde cleared his throat, “Hey.”

“Steven, I am so sorry about what happened in Chicago…”

“What are you doing?”

Startled by the sound of a voice that was neither Jackie nor Steven’s, and it sounded much closer than their too, Kitty looked up to find her scowling husband towering over her.

“Shh!” she hissed at him, trying to wave him off with the hand that was holding the microphone; he was making her miss all the good stuff! “Steven and Jackie are finally talking.”

Red took a peek into the living room where he saw the couple on the couch, sitting closer together than he could remember seeing them be in the past few months. He assumed it must have been a good sign. “Then let’s give them some privacy.”

“I am!” Kitty declared, though her recording device said otherwise.

Shaking his head, Red reached down and grabbed his wife’s arm before strongly pulling her onto her feet and then practically dragging her away from the den and into the kitchen, away from the two kids. He knew his wife was excited for the two to be talking again but her excitement must have clouded her judgment and kept her from realizing her being there in the background could cause a bigger mess.

“Well, great Red, now we’ll never what happens!” she was sounding more like this was a damn soap opera than the lives of their kids. “At least not until they tell us.”

Smirking, Red was glad to see his wife gaining back some of her sanity. “Then we’ll just have to wait.”

They were standing in front of the stove together, just a few feet away from the swinging door that connected the kitchen and living room. Kitty was more than tempted to lean against it and lean in, she wouldn’t even need a glass to press her ear against. But in the end she decided against it and let Steven and Jackie handle things on their own…but if they handled it wrong and things didn’t end happily, then Red Forman would be sure to get an earful.

“Oh Red, isn’t it wonderful that Steven and Jackie are talking again?” she was staying positive and hopeful. “I so hope they can work things out. They are just so good together.”

“Yeah, they’re good kids…when they’re not being dumbasses. Maybe if they get their heads out of their heads long enough, they might realize how good they are together, they could be engaged by the end of the year.”

A grin sprung to Kitty’s face, an engagement what a wonderful way to start a new decade. Then when she remembered who had spoken the words her happy smile became much more sly. “Why Red Forman, you are just a hopeless romantic aren’t you?”

“I’m not hopeless, I’m hopeful,” he argued, surprising Kitty until he spoke on. “Hopeful that the two will get hitched and out of our house. We’ll finally have the place kid-free!”

Just as Kitty looked up at the oversized grin on her husband’s face with her own somber expression, the glass side door slid open with great triumph.

“Mommy, Daddy, I’m home!”

Red and Kitty turned to the left side of the kitchen and saw standing there, their only daughter, first born, Laurie. It had been over a year since they had last seen her, several months since her last phone call to Red, but here she was back home. She was smiling brightly, her blonde hair in it’s usual Farrah Fawcett flip, she looked even better than she had the last time they’d seen her—she looked more like herself. And she had two bags of luggage at each of her sides.

“I gotta stop saying this stuff out loud,” Red commented to Kitty and she nodded along. It really did seem like every time Red made a observation about the kids all being out of the house another one would pop in.

“Daddy!” Laurie squealed before hurrying to him and throwing her arms around him “I missed you!”

“Oh, I missed you too, Kitten,” Red replied, hugging his daughter back and even giving her a kiss on her head. His happiness at seeing his daughter had taken over the annoyance of still not having his house kid-free yet.

Kitty couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the exchange. It had taken her all day to get Red to admitting that he missed Eric on a hidden tape recorder and yet here he was saying it to Laurie herself.

Laurie hugging her brought Kitty back to reality. “Mommy!”

Though Kitty planned to stay guarded and remind herself her daughter must have returned with some kind of agenda, she’d forgotten how nice it was to hug and be held by your child.

“Oh Laurie,” she gave her a bone crushing hug. “It is just so good to see you!”

Red was now seated in her usual spot at the kitchen table and began waving his favorite girls over “Come on, come sit down, sit.”

Mother and daughter smiled at each other, Kitty giggled slightly, before they walked hand in hand to the table and each took a seat. Laurie sitting in the middle so she could be seated next to both her parents.

“So, honey, what have you been up to? What brings you into town? What happened? What went wrong?” were the kinds of questions that spewed out of Kitty’s mouth.

While Laurie rolled her eyes she managed to keep her smile in place, though the same couldn’t be said for her now frowning father.

“Kitty, enough with the questions. Laurie doesn’t need a reason to stop by to see us, do you kitten?”

Taking in a deep breath, the young blond place her wringing hands on the table top, “Actually Daddy, there is a reason why I’m here.”

A new frown was forming onto Red’s forehead while Kitty was preparing for the worst.

“Mommy, Daddy, I got married!” she announced happily but when she saw the terrified looks on their faces she quickly remembered how bad things had gone during her last marriage announcement so she swiftly added. “And it wasn’t to keep someone in the country this time!”

A loud sigh of relief came from Kitty. “Oh thank God!” she stood up and went to hug her daughter. “Oh, oh honey, that is so wonderful! I…you’re, you’re not pregnant are you?” Laurie smiled and shook her head making Kitty hug her even tighter. “Oh that is so wonderful!”

Laurie was beaming and hugging her mother back until she noticed how quiet her father was.

“Daddy?” she used her small innocent childlike voice again, “Are you okay?”

Red stared back at her. “Laurie…how could you get married again? Without us there?”

Guilt filled Laurie enough to make her shoulders slump. After her marriage to Fez, and the heart attack, her father had confessed to her that one of the many reasons he had been so upset that she’d run off and married the foreigner was because he hadn’t been there to give her away like he’d always thought he would.

“I know, Daddy,” Laurie pouted, baby voice still in use. “But it was really a spur of the moment kind of thing. I’m sorry.”

A smile twitched onto Red’s lips, he couldn’t stay mad at his little girl. “I guess as long as he makes you happy…and he’s not Kelso…I’m happy for you.”

She sent him a smile. “Thank you, Daddy. I just know you and Mommy will love him.”

“So Laurie, honey, when are you going to introduce us to your new husband?” Kitty asked, already trying to peek out the sliding in hopes of catching a glimpse of her new son in law.

“Soon,” Laurie appeared happy to report. He must have really made her happy, she was practically glowing with happiness. “And I…”

Laurie’s words were cut off by the kitchen’s second door being swung open by a hand holding Hyde and Jackie. They were both smiling and seemed to have only eyes for each other until they caught a glimpse of a familiar blonde.

Hyde’s eyebrows rose up in shock, hundreds of insults were at the tip of his tongue but with Red in the room that’s where they would remain. “Laurie?”

Laurie sat up straighter in her seat, pushing out her chest, as she gazed at the pair with that evil look in her eyes.

“Hi Jackie. Hi hubby.”

The color in Hyde’s face drained and any expression he wore suddenly vanished as he stared at the blonde who was smirking back at him with that devious evil smile the one and only Laurie Forman could ever pull off. She was like a lioness on a hunt, eyeing her target and going in for kill and Hyde definitely felt like prey at that moment.

Watching their daughter saunter over to the young couple, Red and Kitty made the connections between their daughter’s return and their adopted son’s short disappearance. Kitty’s mouth dropped open while Red’s scowl grew deep and angry.

Jackie stood there confused, still unsure of what was happening. She looked at Laurie who was now in front of her, “What did you say?”

“Move it, pipsqueak,” Laurie ordered, yanking Jackie’s hand out of Hyde’s and then pushing the small girl to the side so that she could stand beside Hyde and wrap her arms around his left bicep. She gave him another evil smirk before turning to her parents, more innocently. “Mommy, Daddy, meet your new son-in-law, Hyde!”

Part 2

Day 4: Least Favorite Female Character(s)

It was hard for me to pick just one since I hated both of these characters so much lol. I’ll start with Lori. The main reason I hated Lori is because of what she did to Rick besides cheating on him with his best friend, I felt that she was selfish and always wanted to make everything about her. Also she made Rick feel like whatever he did wasn’t enough. I hated Andrea is because she tried too hard to prove that she was tough. Like okay girl we get it, you can do the same thing the men can do🙄. I was annoyed by her every time she opened her mouth. And let’s not forget how she stayed with the Governor and let Michonne (who saved her sorry ass life and took care of her) be out there on her own.

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ALSO ALSO i still havent watched the halloween remake but i can imagine its just not good . the original series does “OK” with humanizing michael itself

It did! And it’s also like… part of the whole thing of what made him scary was NOT knowing why he was like this, the glimpses into his psyche gleaned by Loomis were enough to get the idea across while making you unnerved… instead the remake opts to make it ALL ABOUT MICHAEL, even going as far as making like a third of its run be a flashback to him as a kid… not to mention making the new Laurie thoroughly unlikable for no reason, like… Laurie Strode.. they made Laurie Fucking Strode unlikable, WHY?? Just so we feel like it’s more “even?” it shouldn’t be…you know what, I’m gonna end the rant here but save yourself, don’t watch it.

Ryan the "Gnome" Guy Conversation

Gavin: What was you best job Ryan?

Ryan: I’d say this one was right up there.

Geoff: Up there with what?

Ryan: Well I did have a job after the pool thing that was not bad.

Gavin: What was it?

Ryan: I spent a very short amount of time as a…

Gavin: Sex line worker?

Ryan: No, well almost.

Geoff: He does not want to say it. As a what?

Jack: He’s a little nervous, yeah.

Gavin: Spit it out Ryan!

Jack: What was it?

Ryan: I… was a… professional model.

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Emily's Top Ten Horror Movies!



Originally posted by cashcultureviolence

Probably the most iconic horror movie ever made!  And it’s tradition for me to watch it every October 31st (cause, when else would you watch it?)

While this movie didn’t invent the slasher genre, it definitely made it popular!

Michael Myers escapes the mental institution and returns to his hometown on Halloween and stalks and murders babysitters, one by one.

The movie has been talked about so much, it’s almost difficult to write about!

One of my favorite things about it is the score.  That 5/4 theme on the piano has become so iconic.  I love how repetitive it is….it’s like Michael Myers….it just doesn’t stop.

Jamie Lee Curtis as Laurie Strode is a classic scream queen.  She’s likable, vulnerable and smart.  You genuinely don’t want anything bad to happen to her and root for her all the way.

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And Donald Pleasence is so much fun to watch as Dr. Loomis.

That else can I say?  This film is a must this time of year.

50 Quotes for Introverts

This is for you, all my introverts friends :) from me, an extrovert guy (:

1.    “I am rarely bored alone; I am often bored in groups and crowds.” ~ Laurie Helgoe

2.    “I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.” ~ Audrey Hepburn

3.    “You see things. You keep quiet about them and you understand. “ ~ The Perks of Being a Wallflower

4.    “I’m very picky with whom I give my energy to. I prefer to reserve my time, intensity and spirit exclusively to those who reflect sincerity.” ~ Dau Voire

5.    “There is a tremendous difference between alone and lonely. You could be lonely in a group of people. I like being alone. I like eating by myself. I go home at night and just watch a movie or hang out with my dog. I have to exert myself and really say, oh God, I’ve got to see my friends because I’m too content by myself.” ~ Drew Barrymore

6.    “Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.” ~ William S. Boroughs

7.    “I think a lot, but I don’t say much.” Anne Frank

8.    “People empty me. I have to get away to refill.” ~ C. Bukowski

9.    “Quiet people have the loudest minds.” Stephen Hawking

10. “In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.” ~ Rollo May

11. “Don’t underestimate me because I’m quiet. I know more than I say, think more than I speak and observe more than you know.” ~ Michaela Chung

12. “What if you love knowledge for its own sake, not necessarily as a blueprint to action? What if you wish there were more, not fewer reflective types in the world.” ~Susan Cain

13. “Please kindly go away, I’m introverting.” ~ Beth Buelow, The Introvert Entrepreneur

14. “Everyone shines, given the right lighting.” ~Susan Cain

15. “A good rule of thumb is that any environment that consistently leaves you feeling bad about who you are is the wrong environment.” ~ Laurie Helgoe

16. “Introverts crave meaning so party chitchat feels like sandpaper to our psyche.” ~ Diane Cameron

17. “I am a minimalist. I like saying the most with the least.” ~Bob Newhart

18. “Let’s clear one thing up: Introverts do not hate small talk because we dislike people. We hate small talk because we hate the barrier it creates between people.” ~ Laurie Helgoe

19. “Originality thrives in seclusion free of outside influences beating upon us to cripple the creative mind. Be alone—that is the secret of invention: be alone, that is when ideas are born.”~ Nikola Tesla

20. “The highest form of love is to be the protector of another person’s solitude.” Rainer Maria Rilke

21. “When you’re an introvert like me and you’ve been lonely for a while, and then you find someone who understands you, you become really attached to them. It’s a real release.” Lana Del Rey

22. “Stay true to your own nature. If you like to do things in a slow and steady way, don’t let others make you feel as if you have to race. If you enjoy depth, don’t force yourself to seek breadth.” ~ Susan Cain

23. “Introvert conversations are like jazz. Each player gets to solo for a nice stretch before the other player comes in and does his solo.” ~ Laurie Helgoe

24. “Introverts are word economists in a society suffering from verbal diarrhea.” ~ Michaela Chung

25. “I want to be alone… with someone else who wants to be alone.” – Dimitri Zaik.

26. “Our culture made a virtue of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we lost our center and have to find it again.” ~Anais Nin

27. “Silence is beautiful, not awkward. The human tendency to be afraid of something beautiful is awkward.” ~Elliot Kay

28. “After an hour or two of being socially on, we introverts need to turn off and recharge … This isn’t antisocial. It isn’t a sign of depression.” Jonathan Rauch

29. “Your solitude will be a support and a home for you, even in the midst of very unfamiliar circumstances, and from it you will find all your paths.” ~ Rainer Maria Rilke

30. “There’s zero correlation between being the best talker and having the best ideas.” ~Susan Cain

31. “I talked to a calzone for fifteen minutes last night before I realized it was just an introverted pizza. I wish all my acquaintances were so tasty.
” ~ Jarod Kintz

32. “The secret to life is to put yourself in the right lighting. For some it’s a Broadway spotlight, for others, a lamplit desk.” ~ Susan Cain

33. “As a child I suppose I was not quite normal. My happiest times were when I was left alone in the house on a Saturday.” ~ Charles Bukowski

34. “In terms of, like, instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin.” ~John Mulaney

35. “Blessed are those who do not fear solitude, who are not afraid of their own company, who are not always desperately looking for something to do, something to amuse themselves with, something to judge.” ~ Paulo Coelho

36. “I was just confused about why I was feeling overwhelmed all the time and trying to adjust to having people work for me. Surprisingly, I think if you’re known on the Internet, you’re probably an introvert.” ~ Felicia Day

37. “’Come out of your shell’ – that noxious expression which fails to appreciate that some animals naturally carry shelter everywhere they go and some humans are just the same.” ~ Susan Cain

38. “I don’t have time for superficial friends, I suppose if you’re really lonely you can call a superficial friend, but otherwise, what’s the point? ~ Courtney Cox

39. “I owe everything that I have done to the fact that I am very much at ease being alone.” ~ Marilynne Robinson

40. “[Introverts] listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror for small talk, but enjoy deep discussions.” ~ Susan Cain

41. “My imagination functions much better when I don’t have to speak to people.” ~ Patricia Highsmith

42. “For introverts, to be alone with our thoughts is as restorative as sleeping, as nourishing as eating.” ~ Jonathan Rauch

43. “Beware of those who seek constant crowds; they are nothing alone.” ~Charles Bukowski

44. “I’m self-sufficient. I spend a lot of time on my own and I shut off quite easily. When I communicate, I communicate 900 per cent; then I shut off, which scares people sometimes.” ~ bjork

45. “Loneliness is failed solitude.” Sherry Turkle

46. A happy life must be to a great extent a quiet life, for it is only in an atmosphere of quiet that true joy dare live. ~ Bertrand Russell

47. “Whatever kind of introvert you are, some people will find you ‘too much’ in some ways and ‘not enough’ in others.” ~ Laurie Helgoe

48. “A wise man once said nothing.” ~ Proverb

49. “Don’t think of introversion as something that needs to be cured…Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to.”~ Susan Cain

50. “In an extroverted society, the difference between an introvert and an extrovert is that an introvert is often unconsciously deemed guilty until proven innocent.” ~ Criss Jami

gerbilover  asked:

What was the first thing you ever made? Do you still have it?

I do!

It’s a copy of Lauri Faggioni’s Golden the Pony Boy from The Science of Sleep. Her work in that film is what inspired me to start sewing :)

Nine Worlds was quite the thing.

Relevantly to what you lot have been putting up with, my Watchmen speech seemed to go down quite well. I was basically a ball of wired energy throughout. That I’m wearing Alexander McQueen, with eyeliner courtesy of Laurie Penny, stinking of Marlboro Lights and controlling the slideshow with finger-clicks made it feel really oddly WicDiv, in terms of performance as art.

I’m thinking about how to get a version of it online. I have some thematic tweaks I want to add to join some sections together, and actually maybe learn the fucker (I was doing slides up until half an hour before actually doing the panel). I was thinking it could just be slides and voice, but I suspect it works better with me moving around the stage like a crap Ian Curtis.

Though with my schedule, god knows when it could get online, y'know?

Spurrier killed, btw. Hmm. Maybe one of the London Comic shops has a projector and space, and would be okay with a quick COMIC WRITERS ON COMICS? Hmm.

Nine Worlds. Not sure what to say. In many ways, it feels a little like one of the Warren Ellis elements in Transmet - the Farsight community, a petri dish for the future of fandom. Last year was raw and beautiful. This year was actually pretty damn slick, but clearly running on the sort of intense high-pressure-molten-steel-for-blood need for this to be what we want it to be. If the track runners don’t literally explode, next year will be even better. Love to them all. Just spent the last half hour following a bunch of new, fascinating people I crossed paths with, and I’m sure I’ve forgot more.

Because I was having a tired and emotional weekend. 2am, 6am, 4am.

For me, felt like the end of a chapter. Onwards.

(Photo shamelessly stolen from Will Brooker)

My Storybrooke UK Experience!

So this is my personal account of the Storybrooke UK con. I’m going to tell you all I can remember about the panels and lounges, as well as what I generally got up to! I’ll use subheadings to help organise things!

First off, thanks to the girls who made this weekend, like, 10x more amazing than it already was. Aimee @villains-happy-ending, Laurie @disastergirl, Mandy  @on-the-nightshift and Jenny @direboss ! Love you guys, you rock!

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