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Frost (Chapter Five)

This Chapter is so sweet. Those of you that read Storms will recognize this sort of scene, with one person using food as a comfort for the other. Such a cute dynamic and Loki just doesn’t know what to do with stubborn Tony.
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“What is this?” Loki looked down at the plate in front of him. “What are you doing?”

“It’s roast beef.” Tony answered with a frown, poking at the sandwich. “Even though, I haven’t seen any cows here, so I will admit to worrying that it isn’t roast beef at all and just looks like roast beef which is frankly terrifying.”

Loki stared at him blankly and Tony coughed nervously. “It’s my favorite sandwich. So I made one for you too.”

Why?”

“Because you haven’t been down to eat in the hall for three days.” Tony said quietly. “And that worries me. So I made you something to eat. Please just eat.” He pushed the plate a little bit closer and Loki raised an eyebrow.

“Anthony, I am the Prince of Asgard, and beyond that I am a god. Do you honestly believe I have let myself go hungry for three days? I can simply snap my fingers and summon food before me in an instant.”

“Well that’s a neat trick–” Tony said around a mouthful of whatever type of meat was on his sandwich. “–but all it sounds like is an excuse. So why don’t you take a bite or I’m never going to stop bothering you.”

“Yes, you do talk an awful lot.” Loki narrowed his eyes and Tony sent him a look right back.

“And you tend to be–”

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You’re the Tony Rydinger to my Violet Parr

Originally posted by hollandoakes

Written by Christina

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 2171

Requested by anonymous: Hello! Can I request a peter parker x reader where the reader has invisibility and force field powers but is super shy at peter’s school and one day she gets bullied and Peter saves her and when he’s Spider-Man she saves him and he falls in love with her plz and thanks 😋 

A/N: I really hope you guys like this one! Please let us know if you have any feedback, positive or negative. I had fun writing this one. :) I thought of Violet from “The Incredibles”, hence the title lol 


 You crouched down, hiding by the convenience store across the street from the bank that was in the middle of being robbed. Three men were inside, shoving cash into large black duffel bags. They all were clad in black, complete with stereotypical ski masks. You took a deep breath, slowing your thumping heart and felt a slight chill run from the tips of your toes all the way up to your scalp. You glanced down, unable to see your hands or legs. You smiled a little as your confidence surged, glad you were finally gaining more control of your powers. You had them your whole life, but the only control you had over them was to keep them a secret; never using them. But, ever since you saw Spider-Man online one night, when you were supposed to be studying for your calculus exam the next day, you knew you could use your obscuration ability to help him out, even if you were invisible to him.

You saw the robbers you were observing dash out of the bank, each of them carrying duffel bags full of cash. You felt your heart skip a beat, suddenly feeling anxious as your mind began to race through every single worse case scenario. Hey, you told yourself, it’ll be fine. Just don’t think about it. You imagined your mind as a whiteboard and yourself wiping all of your thoughts away, and with one more deep breath, and held your arm out, concentrating. Moving targets were always the hardest. You imagined a giant bubble enclosing the robbers, keeping them contained. Only, this bubble didn’t pop. You heard one of the guys yell, making the other three halt, spinning on their heels to see what was going on.

One of the men was in the middle of the sidewalk, pounding on an imaginary barrier like a mime. Except you knew he wasn’t miming. Your force field only caught one of the men. You winced at the pain the captured man was causing you; if anyone hit your shields, it was a like someone was slamming a hammer against your skull. You kept up the shield and raised your other hand, trapping the three other men in another bubble before they could run to assist their pal. All three of the men crashed into the wall of their bubble falling to the ground and the resulting pain causing you to yelp and drop your shields. You moaned as the pain subsided, rubbing your temple.

“What the heck was that?” One of the men yelled, turning this way and that to try to see a source of the mysterious boundaries. You felt your heartbeat and adrenaline pick up again, making your knees shake. You glanced down, you were still invisible. Well, partially; one arm was exposed. You were glad you decided to hide in the shadows, just in case this happened. You exhaled, a chill running down your arm as it turned invisible. As your arm disappeared, an odd swishing sound ripped through the air. You lifted your head up, toward the source.

The one and only Spider-Man was crouched on top of a street light, hands extended as he launched web after web at the bad guys, trapping them to the ground. You stared in awe, admiring how swift he was, the vivid color of his suit, the way his biceps bulged under the constraint of the near skin-tight uniform… You shook your head, stepping out of the shadows and dashing across the street to meet your idol, keeping your steps as light and silent as you could. Spider-Man froze, his head cocked to the side like he was listening. You had reached him when he stopped webbing up the bad guys, so you froze too, a few feet behind him. For some reason, you felt incredibly nervous all of the sudden, your heart pounding so hard it felt like it might break your ribs. Spider-Man turned around, facing you. You gasped a little and double-checked that your invisibility was still functional. Spider-Man stared in your direction. Did he see you?

“Hello?” Spider-Man called out, his voice cracking ever so slightly. Your vocal cords froze. You just stood there, three feet in front of Spider-Man, invisibility powers concealing you. After an eternity, Spider-Man called out again, but when he got no response, he sighed and turned, flinging a web toward the building in front of him.

“Good job, Spidey,” You heard him say, “You’re just hearing things. Thanks, Spider-sense, for giving me a heart attack.” He swung away, leaving you in front of the bank, the four bad guys trying to fight their way out of their sticky situation. You sighed, feeling warmth seep into your skin as you switched your invisibility powers off. The sound of the four robbers screaming like little girls when they saw someone suddenly appear out of thin air made you jump and unconsciously switch you invisibility back on, making them scream even louder. You ran toward your place, done with fighting villainy for the night.

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Lockout

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For @4wksoffluff

Summary: Baz and Simon are locked out of school together for the night accidentally (the drawbridge goes up). Inspired by the snippet of Cath’s fanfic ‘Secrets, Stars and AeroBars’ in Fangirl. 

  “Aleister Crowley, Snow,” Baz snarks sharply. “Fucking of course you would get us locked out for the night. Of bloody course.” He’s pacing around angrily. We were out here arguing and I didn’t realize the drawbridge was going up. He turned around and started walking away, so I grabbed his arm and kept shouting at him - I didn’t realize he was trying to get back into school before the drawbridge went up. He’s still muttering angrily now, but more to himself, just wandering around with his head in his hands. He circles back around to me and says, “Bloody hell, Snow. Do you have a plan?”

“No,” I utter, defeated. “I’m sorry Baz,” I say looking down at the ground. I don’t want to look up again and see all the anger in his eyes, They’re all stormy grey and emotive and it’s just too much.

“Shit, Snow. Shit, shit, shit. We’re gonna be stuck out here all night now, because of you. I can’t believe you didn’t notice the drawbridge going up. What kind of idiot are you?” He’s really pissed off, and I’m honestly wondering if I’m going to survive the night out here with him. He seems in a very murderous mood. I sit down under a yew tree, leaning back against its trunk and sighing heavily; the branches are surrounding me, lengthy and twisting like they’re reaching out to grab me. What have I done?

  Baz disappeared for a while, but he’s back now, along with a variety of fruits and mysterious looking plants. He wriggles his cupped hands so that the contents slide into a pile on the ground.

“What’s that,” I ask.

“Food.” He says bluntly.

“Why? And did you get that from the Wavering Wood? Is that even safe?” I ask him skeptically.

“Yes. Christ, Snow, it’s safe. It’s not a bloody radioactive forest!” He looks exasperated, his hair is all loose and messy, and he’s sitting all bent over, elbows on the ground, chin in his palms. “And I got them because I know you can’t go thirty minutes without eating.” He shoots a look at me.

“Hey!” I complain. “I don’t eat every thirty minutes!”

“Alright then,” he says, “an hour.” I frown at him. “Just be happy I gathered some food, if you’d gone to do it yourself you wouldn’t have half a clue what was edible and what wasn’t.” He’s right, so I just mutter a nearly inaudible “thanks” and grab what looks like a brown pear and gobble it. Then I take another and a handful of mysterious berries and eat those too.

It’s getting dark, so the stars are starting to glitter the sky. It’s kind of nice, just being out here in the semi-darkness, the trees surrounding us, the air sweet and mossy, a blanket of quiet over the place. Even Baz was oddly pleasant tonight- getting me food and all. It’s different, but I like it; I could get used to this.

Baz is leaning against the other side of the tree now, a stash of mushrooms at his side. I’m just leaning against the thick trunk, eyes closed, hugging my blazer tighter around myself. I can hear Baz eating quietly behind me. My hand is resting in my pocket, and when I wriggle it I can feel something with thin and foily edges in there. I pull it out and see its a mint Aero bar I had in there from a couple of days ago, so I open it up and then tear a piece off and lean around the trunk to ask Baz if he wants any. It’s only fair - he went and gathered food.

“What the hell Snow?!” He says upon seeing my head popped around the trunk. He turns his face away from mine and pushes me. I’m surprised by the sudden anger over nothing, but then again it’s Baz, so I’m not really that surprised.

“I was just wondering if you wanted a bit of mint Aero,” I say once I’ve been pushed back around to the other side of the tree, “seeing you gathered food and all.”

“Don’t tell me it’s been in your pocket for a week,” he snarks back.

“Well… a couple of days,” I reply.

“That’s disgusting, Snow.”

“So, I take it you don’t want any.”

“That’s right.” I stop talking and pop a bit of Aero into my mouth, but I’m curious about the harsh reaction earlier so I enquire. “What was with the pushing before, Baz?”

“Nothing,” he says.

“Hmm.”

I lean back and curl up into a ball, closing my eyes. The sound of Baz’ breathing is enough to send me soundly to sleep.

8

Tom Keen Appreciation Week, Day Six: Favourite Banter Moment


I almost chose this for yesterday’s ‘favourite partner moment’ because it’s just so wonderful. As much as these two men loath each other at times, they’re both such professionals. They fall into sync immediately and manage to get the cops to leave without being discovered. It’s absolutely fantastic and I’m pretty sure I watched the scene at least five times that night.

Bonus, though, because I loved this one as well:

Ghost of Former Self

Based off @zadra-sixkiller imagine. Check her out, she’s great. The reader has teleportation and invisibility powers, and I’m trying to make it gender neutral. Superhero name is ‘Ghost’ because puns. I kinda took this imagine and sprinted a marathon with it. Also added in a little smidge of a tøp song in this. (It’s called ‘Goner’.) And hopefully you all know (Y/N) is ‘your name’.

Part 2: Genuine Mirage


A smirk curled across your lips as you picked up on the lumbering movement of a goon behind you. With minimal effort, you vanished from your spot in front of the charging goon and flickered into existence behind him, planting your foot solidly in the space between his shoulder blades. Your weight forced him to the ground and thudded his head solidly on the floor. 

“Nice!” A yellow blur zipped to your side. Kid Flash grinned at you, and you easily returned the smile. 

“Pretty sure that’s all of them,” Superboy said, his voice still rumbly and oddly comforting and…

You should stop thinking things. 

“Hopefully all of them,” you said, sounding exasperated, “I have an essay due tomorrow for biology, and that is not going to write itself.”

“We’re not done here yet, Ghost,” Robin directed your thoughts of having to completely make up and essay to the mission, “Still gotta get in the vault.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you waved your hand at him, “We checked the blueprints earlier. It has a window, I’ll be able to do it.”

You blinked in and out of existence to travel to the vault, because walking like a normal person was overrated. You hummed the tune to a song that had been stuck in your head since you had heard it on the radio on the way to school. 

You know, Miss Martian transmitted to you, evidently not interested in catching up to your excessive teleportation, You’re lucky Aqualad and Artemis were the distraction and he isn’t here to reprimand you for going on ahead. 

Hey, I always do this, and nothing happens, you complained, He’s just an overprotective bother figure. 

Whatever you say, she said, sounding a bit done with your attitude. Which happened like ten times a day with everyone, so, to be honest, not really offensive. 

You reached the heavy vault door and tiptoed so you could see through the heavy duty glass. Staring at the space just past the door, you easily flickered into the vault. 

That would be the end of all things easy, unfortunately. 

The moment you blinked into the room, a cold metal embrace clasped around your neck, the shocks it was administering to you leaving you keeled over on the ground. You gasped in pain, air frantically escaping and rushing into you lungs. 

RUN RUN RUNRUNRUNRUN


That was last week.

That desperate scream of thoughts was the last things M’gann had picked up from you before she distributed these thoughts to the entire team and got the hell out of there. They barely got out without a huge automated turret, disguised as a water tower, activating and tearing a hole in the bioship. 

But you weren’t there. 

The Team suffered, and it showed

So when Batman got a lead on your location, they absolutely leaped at the chance to get you back. Your easy smile. Your absolutely stupid puns. The relief of tension whenever you flickered into a room. 

So you better bet they stormed that warehouse, damn near knocking out every single person in that building. They spread out through out the building, storming through every room trying to find you. 

Conner lightly stepped into a sparse room, with only a bed and a rug in the area. He started to move over to the bed to examine it, when his super hearing picked up on sounds from beneath his feet. 

‘i’m…a..goner’

He kicked the rug away from underneath him, which revealed a trapdoor. Hastily, he opened it.

‘some..body…..catch..my…..breath’

Super sensitive ears picked up on barely exhaled words in a scarcely familiar voice. Conner started to walk in the direction of where he heard you. 

i…ma…..gon…er’

His eyes adjusted to the darkness and made out a huddled form against a wall. Those same seeing organs narrowed when he saw the bulky metal collar around you neck. He snapped the collar off carefully, taking care not to injure you. 

Your vision opened in slits of your eyelids, registering your non-collared neck. Too tired to care about what torture was prepared next for you, you let them fall close again. You were not going to bend space and time for them. No. 

You liked sleeping more, as with many things. 


It took you a while to register that the whole rescue was not a trick and was in fact, not a different mental torture, but you did. Eventually. It was probably most obvious in how the Team did not bring up that week at all and did absolutely nothing to provoke you. 

Well, Wally had just got ketchup on your shirt, but that was fine. 

“Damn it, sorry,” he reached over to you with napkins in hand. You immediately shrunk away and stood up. 

“S’fine,” you muttered, “I’m gonna change.” You turned and walked down the hall to your guest room you kept here. You still hadn’t returned  to your real life, but apparently Batman had that story covered. 

You continued to walk down the hall like a normal person. 

The entirety of your friends peered down the hall after you, looking concerned. 

“That isn’t normal,” Wally mumbled, deflated from the loss of his friend. 

“What about (Y/N) has been normal since that week?” Artemis snarked halfheartedly, not really putting effort into the sarcasm. 

“Yeah,” Robin said with equal enthusiasm to match the archer’s, “No blinking into rooms. Moping. Not laughing at the lesbian bug joke.”

M’gann just stared hard at the floor, blinking to hold back tears at the change in her teammate. 

“We need to get through to (Y/N),” Kaldur said quietly, more reserved than usual, “We need-”

“Got it,” Conner already began walking out of the room, “I’ll go talk with them.”

He continued to your room with no one else volunteering to go and readied a conversation in his head to talk with you. 

The part alien walked into the doorway of your room and opened his mouth, ready to greet you, before his face contorted into a look of alarm. 

You were in the middle of taking off your shirt, which should’ve made him turn away if not for the appalling state of your back. 

Strange designs or symbols were drawn in red on your back, linking together in some strange shape. It took him another second of staring to realize those lines were not drawn. 

They were carved.

Your skin had been sliced open to accommodate these fluidly made marks and house them on your body. 

By the time you had gotten the other shirt on to cover up all signs of the slices in your back, he was long gone. 


I’m like 87% positive I’ll do a part 2. If people want me to. Like, I actually think I can make it darker. Or maybe fluffy. Depends. This probably turned out kinda sad because it’s a Monday. 

Again, check out @zadra-sixkiller for more of these amazing snippets of though. Really. They’re great. 

serenofmadness  asked:

ok but for real when it gets closer to the Obi Wan Movie, you need to have a special snark wars of just Highlights and Lowlights: The Obes Kenobes Experience

This is such a good idea that I don’t know if I can wait however many years it’ll be. It might have to be my Official “Yay We’re Getting an Obi-Wan Movie!!!!” post: 

  • Great Moments In Kenobi Hair
  • Saddest Canon Kenobi Moments
  • Moments That Were Kinda Sad Anyways But Are Way Sadder When You Really Think About It
  • Non-Canon Kenobi Sadness
  • Best Sassmaster Action
  • Hot Sexy Disrobe Discourse
  • A Brief List of Reasons Why Obi-Wan Should Have Had a Musical Number
  • An Even-Longer Dissection Of That Time Obi-Wan Talks To Luke on Tatooine
  • People I Am 99% Sure Obi-Wan Slept With 


…it could take me weeks to finish! Ah, the possibilities. 

Prodigal

For the One True Queen of Shell Cottage, hawthornblood141. Thank you for having me in your sandbox.



When Ron finally does come back, she tries so hard to stay mad at him.

As with all things, he doesn’t make it easy for her. Bit by bit he chips away at her icy facade with his eagerness and his humour. He’s trying to make it up to her, he makes that very obvious through his transparent attempts at sombreness and sycophantic agreement with everything she says.

She vacillates between aggravation and endearment. He is not an enemy, still not quite a friend again, certainly not what they once were or what she had hoped they would become.

She is still at war with herself when they get taken to Malfoy Manor.

They escape, but just barely. She is alive but certainly not unscathed. By the time night falls on that monstrous day, the potion Fleur has given her eases most of the pain in her body but does nothing to quell the agony in her mind. Hermione lies in an unfamiliar bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling while her fingers clench and unclench the edge of her blanket.

Luna, apropos of nothing, announces she is going to sleep in the bathtub and departs. A few minutes later there is a tentative knock on the door.

He hesitates in the doorway, a far cry from the Ron who had boldly dashed to her side, lifting her from the wreckage of the chandelier and cradling her tightly all the way to Shell Cottage, and who held her hand while Fleur plucked bits of glass from her skin, tears in all their eyes.

With the immediate danger passed, she and Ron are back in limbo.

But that is not good enough anymore. Blame, forgiveness, penance, none of it matters in the face of the simple fact that she needs him, that his arms are the only place she feels safe.

And he’s here.

She holds her arms out and can see the relief in his eyes as he comes to her.

She had cried at his leaving. Only now does she cry at his return.

washingtonpost.com
An inside look at One America News, the insurgent TV network taking ‘pro-Trump’ to new heights
Fox News competitor is gaining viewers and influence in conservative circles.
By http://facebook.com/fisherm

Mark Fisher at WaPo:

One America News is an obscure TV channel struggling to emerge from the cellar of the cable ratings, but it is nonetheless one of President Trump’s favorite media outlets. It’s not hard to see why: On One America newscasts, the Trump administration is a juggernaut of progress, a shining success with a daily drumbeat of achievements.

One America — a tiny father-and-sons operation that often delivers four times as many stories per hour as its competitors — promises “straight news, no opinion,” promoting itself as the antidote to the Big Three cable news networks’ focus on punditry and the one big story of the moment.

But since its inception in 2013, and especially since Trump began his march to the White House, One America’s owner, Robert Herring Sr., a millionaire who made his money printing circuit boards, has directed his channel to push Trump’s candidacy, scuttle stories about police shootings, encourage antiabortion stories, minimize coverage of Russian aggression, and steer away from the new president’s troubles, according to more than a dozen current and former producers, writers and anchors, as well as internal emails from Herring and his top news executives.

OAN, based in San Diego, made its first splash in the opening weeks of the Trump campaign, when the channel became the first to carry Trump’s campaign speeches live and in full — a decision followed quickly by the owner’s directive that other candidates’ rallies not be given the same treatment, according to internal emails.

Since then, OAN has become a reliably sympathetic voice of the administration’s goals and actions. Trump’s former campaign manager, Corey Lewandowski, has a deal to appear regularly on the channel. The network’s White House reporter, Trey Yingst, has become an administration favorite who was called on at the daily news briefings 27 times in Trump’s first 100 days in office. On Friday, OAN won a seat in the White House briefing room, albeit in the back row and shared with the BBC.

In a volatile TV news landscape where the longtime ratings leader, Fox News, is suffering through a period of internal turmoil, One America has tried to elbow itself into the big leagues, publicly wooing former Fox star Bill O’Reilly to join OAN. Although O’Reilly didn’t take the bait and the channel is available in only about 30 million homes, a far cry from Fox News’s 90 million, One America is growing — in viewer numbers, in influence in Republican circles, and as a potential alternative for conservatives and libertarians who believe Fox’s commitment to a right-wing perspective is weakening.

[…]

OAN’s journalists include conservatives, moderates and liberals, but employees across the political spectrum said they often chafed at the restrictions that came down from “Mr. H,” as they called Robert Herring.

“The owner of the company became the de facto news director,” said a former OAN producer who quit because the coverage of Trump had become “too slanted.” “He has a ton of influence over every aspect of the newscast. He has stories written on his whim.”

“We started out with the premise of news straight down the middle,” said Cassie Leuffen, an anchor at OAN from its birth through the 2016 election. “But the bias does reveal itself in the story selection. The owner really felt this was what was needed. He saw the popularity of Trump before almost anybody, and Trump became our bread and butter.”

Christopher Wood, one of OAN’s first news writers, recalled, “We’d have staff meetings on Wednesdays, and Mr. H. would say he wanted more stories from Breitbart, the Drudge Report and other conservative sites. It was his way or no way.”

[…]

In 2013, the family created its second channel, One America News. Robert Herring’s idea was to provide something that had gone missing from the cable news landscape — a basic headline service covering national and international news. Herring, long an active donor to political campaigns, had no journalism experience.

The channel he created is a rapid-fire cavalcade of headlines. Most stories run well under a minute. Almost all of the reports are read by the anchors over video footage provided by the Reuters, Associated Press and Euronews services, as well as by RT, the Kremlin-funded news outlet that a U.S. intelligence report calls “Russia’s state-run propaganda machine.”

OAN has only four correspondents of its own, based mainly in Washington. Earlier this month, in 16 consecutive stories, those reporters interviewed only conservative lawmakers and experts — a sharp contrast from Fox and MSNBC, which, despite their overt political leanings, routinely include the other side in their reports.

OAN breaks its cycle of half-hour newscasts only for two hours of evening opinion shows — The Daily Ledger with Graham Ledger and Tipping Point with Liz Wheeler (replaced On Point With Tomi Lahren) — both of which are guns-blazing nightly tributes to Trump. Ledger is a tough guy who takes no prisoners. Talking about people coming into the country from majority-Muslim countries, he says, “If they won’t take a bite out of a pulled pork sandwich, we probably won’t let them in the country.” Wheeler leans more on clever snark and verbal eyerolls: “How many innocent people have Islamophobes killed this week? Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

[…]

Robert Herring often asked job candidates about their political views, according to seven current and former employees. “He’d flat out ask, ‘Who did you vote for? Are you a Bernie supporter? Are you for abortion?’” one anchor said. “It’s not like you wouldn’t get hired if you were liberal. But when it came to decisions about what stories we did, he made it clear he wanted the conservative ones.”

In the channel’s first couple of years, OAN writers, producers and anchors said they were mostly left alone to determine the content of the newscasts. After Trump announced his candidacy, things changed.

“We should ALWAYS take the trump speeches live in their entirety,” executive producer Lindsay Oakley wrote to her staff early in the campaign. “I don’t want producers’ personal feelings getting in the way of the news content we provide. Trump is being treated unfairly by the mainstream media and we need to provide the other side. . . . Not to mention we have loyal viewers that tune in specifically to see the Trump speeches live because no one else carries them. We also see some of our highest ratings during the Trump speeches.”

Oakley did not respond to requests for comment. Her email warned producers that failing to put Trump speeches on the air “will result in a written warning/write-up from here on out.”

OAN employees recounted receiving reprimands signed by Robert Herring or being called into his office to be dressed down for “insubordination” when they ran stories he disapproved of.

“Please please please avoid ferguson stories!!!” Oakley wrote after OAN aired a report on Ferguson, Mo.’s battle with the Justice Department over reforms to the city’s police and court systems following an officer’s shooting of an unarmed black man. A story that aired three times on the channel “made police look bad and Mr. H. has told all of us not to do that. Please just avoid ferguson stories all together.”

[…]

Early hire Christopher Wood said he was fired in October 2015 after he decided to lead off a newscast with excerpts from an interview that the family of Michael Brown, the victim in the Ferguson shooting, gave to another network. “That was my downfall,” Wood said. “I got a very, very angry email from Mr. H. saying he wanted the story pulled and we weren’t to run it again.”

OAN staffers complained to Herring when the channel produced and aired a promotional spot that depicted a black police dispatcher refusing to send help to a white caller whose house was under attack. When employees called the spot racially incendiary, Herring agreed to take it off the air, but it remains on OAN’s YouTube channel, where it has attracted more than a million viewings.

Herring pushed stories about Planned Parenthood’s purported promotion of abortion that he’d seen on CNS News, a conservative site. He passed on to OAN producers a report that Hillary Clinton was ending her campaign because of “a brain tumor found during my recent colonoscopy,” but Herring warned producers not to run the story “until you fact check twice.”

Herring often said OAN’s purpose was to give viewers the news they needed to make educated choices. But he increasingly directed the newsroom to cover stories that reflected his personal views, employees said. For example, producers said, Herring ordered that OAN minimize coverage of Pope Francis’s U.S. visit in 2015 because the pope had urged comprehensive action against climate change.

DWTS S24 Week 5 DISNEY NIGHT Recap/Review

ALL Recaps [HERE]

  • DISNEY NIGHT :))))))))
  • Alfonso opening the show with a long opening song & dance number *deep sigh*…. It was a great production though.
  • They gave results throughout the show so I’m gonna note who they announced SAFE or IN JEOPARDY  throughout the recap as we find out during the show
  • Please excuse or enjoy my snark tonight. I can’t control it.. lolol
  • NEXT WEEK: BOYBANDS VS GIRL GROUP NIGHT

1. Rashad Jennings & Emma Slater - Foxtrot [Beauty & The Beast] (7+8+9+8=32) I don’t have much to say this week because I’ve already said it in the past weeks. These two are always spot on with the tone & chemistry each week. Was this their best dance? NO but was it a terrible dance or huge fall from grace NO. Carrie Ann’s 7 is outrageous. Stay off the drugs, kids. Mmmkay?

SAFE after scores

Results - Heather & Alan - SAFE, Erika & Gleb - IN JEOPARDY, Bonner & Sharna - SAFE, Nick & Peta - IN JEOPARDY

2. Nick Viall & Peta Murgatroyd - Jazz [Pinnochio] (9+8+9+8=34)  Who would’ve thought playing a wooden doll would make him come more alive. By far Nick’s best dance. His sync with Peta was great & his footwork & placement was near perfect. I would definitely watch this one again at some point. The choreography was amazing, gave me flashbacks to Charlie & Sharna’s Mary Poppins jazz. 

3. Erika Jayne & Gleb Savchenko - Viennese Waltz  [Finding Dory] (8+8+8+8=32) Finally…. We got to see a different side of Erika, the real Erika. I’ve been saying I think she’s a lot more nuanced & layered than we’ve seeing.  I think that sexy image Erika is so comfortable in, is just a wall to hide her vulnerability. But that vulnerability & fragile side to her womanly-ness is what truly makes her sexy. I hope that she kind of understands that we want to get to know her beyond her looks. 

4. Heather Morris & Maksim Chmerkovskiy (injured) & Alan Bersten (stand-in) Jazz [Frozen] (8+8+9+9=34) Hmm, There was just so much running around in this dance, not enough dancing, something Heaher can do really well.  I noted this last week but I wonder if Maks still being in the middle of the partnership while injured held Heather & Alan’s dance back a little bit. Heather is dancing Maks choreography but with Alan’s partnering which is an adaption on top of learning the choreography & character. I hate to say this, but I wonder what Alan would’ve choreographed. Just cause they’ve been developing lots of chemistry these past weeks. Maks will be back next week & I’m happy about that, I just wish Alan was given the freedom to finish his partnership this week in terms of choreography without Maks’s input. My question from last week still stands, as to whether Maks coming back will disrupt the language she created with Alan & the fact that she hasn’t danced with Maks in an entire month. 

5. Bonner Bolton & Sharna Burgess -  Tango [Wreck-It Ralph] (7+8+8+7=30)  I’m sorry the beginning of Bonner’s looked so low-budget I couldn’t help but laugh at him pounding the wall with no muscles. I don’t really know what to say, it wasn’t that good. I’m not a huge Bonner fan so I’m sure it always seems like I’m hating but I promise I’m not. If you regularly read my recaps you know I still try to be positive even about people I don’t care for (Hello Paula Deen, Geraldo, Rick Perry, or hell even these Bachelor implants. ) I know he has a prior physical condition but it’s not about his movement. His performances are so dead, there’s no levels to his personality, as opposed to someone like Nick who is showing up more & more each weeks.

Basically Bonner is the pet rock of this season. 

Results: Simone & Sasha - SAFE, David & Lindsay - SAFE, Normani & Val - IN JEOPARDY, Nancy & Artem - SAFE

6. Normani Kordei & Val Chmerkovkisy - Paso Doble [Mulan] (10+9+10+10=39) Finally Mulan gets ths DWTS treatment it deserves & I’m ecstatic that Val was the choreographer to bring it to us. The better these couples get the less there is to say. Normani is incredibly versatile, her performance was appropriately adjusted for the muted power & strength of this iconic & empowering character. 

Donny Osmond sang their song & hammed it up for the camera’s afterwards. I’ll just say this, if Donny Osmond NEVER appeared on this show every again I would be OK with that. 

7. David Ross & Lindsay Arnold - Jive [Cars] (7+7+8+7=29)  Not David & Lindsay’s best dance but it’s on brand with his energy & personality. The kicks & flicks weren’t sharp enough & it was quiet sloppy overall. He can do better.

8. Nancy Kerrigan & Artem Chigventsev - Jazz [Enchanted]  (9+9+9+9=36)  Nancy is really coming alive in these performances. She’s serving face, technique, & personality. I love it. Artem is doing a good job with her, she’s just as good for him as he is for her. That’s a great partnership to watch. This performance was a better version of Heather, Alan & Maks Frozen jazz. In terms of the using the floor but still having content. You can really see Nancy’s confidence, when she looks right at the camera when she’s dancing, that’s rare for a celeb, she’s finally believing in herself again. 

9. Simone Biles & Sasha Farber - Contemporary [Moana] (9+9+10+10=38) There was something about this dance that looked weightless. Maybe it’s their size but Simone looked light as feather in those lifts. Her & Sasha’s chemistry just looks so effortless on the floor. Simone is taking the criticism & clearly working on emoting more & it shows. You could see her feeling the song at certain points on her face something she wasn’t doing Week 1. Sasha is still being Sasha & choreography the heck out these routines. I love that they didn’t hold back & went for all the lifts they could & really used her agility their advantage. One of the judges perfectly noted that like Moana, Simone is growing each week but still confident & standing strong is her natural strengths. 

I feel like the playing field has leveled out quite a bit this week, with noteworthy performances from Rashad, Normani, Simone, Nancy & Heather, the Top 3 could be harder to predict than previously thought.

Results

Normani & Val - SAFE

Erika & Gleb - ELIMINATED -  I was happy that Erika had breakthrough & showed more vulnerability but I had a feeling it was too little too late.  I get the feeling that Erika is one of those celebs that won’t speak highly of her experience, she was so flippant in her send off.

Nick & Peta - IN JEOPARDY

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NEXT WEEK: BOYBANDS VS GIRL GROUPS NIGHT

What did you think of DISNEY NIGHT?

It’s one week until this book comes out:

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And I AM SO EXCITED

Okay, if you’re not familiar with this author, or this series, listen up, because I’m about to go full nerd on you. ;-)

1) the series is: Lockwood and Company

This is the fifth (and final) book of the series. Hence my hair-pulling levels of excitement.

2) This series has everything. Sword-fighting. Ghosts. Intrigue. Danger. Tantalizingly vague until revealed back-stories. Snark. Reluctant Allies. Unexpected Enemies.

and

3) Did I mention it has sword-fighting and snark?

Yeah this is going to be AWESOME :D

Déjà Vu - Bullymagnet Week Day 1

AN: this is unfinished and I’m currently on vacation but I wanted to post something on time for bullymagnet week so here we go! this is a draft/what I’ve got so far, the whole thing will be posted on ao3 once I’m done! (apologies in advance for typos and formatting, this is all on mobile and very rushed and also I have no idea how submissions work jskflsg) - KindleSpark

SUMMARY: Johnny starts seeing shades, accidentally punches Max, and now they both end up fighting an angry ice spirit. Featuring some activity club shenanigans.

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