#and theres just a guy named up and adam...

[this-is-a-person]

I cant think of a caption ;-;

[monsterbisexual]

thinking abt saw was not part of the plan when i watched it

[the-s1lly-corner]

Calling Hazbin guys prettyboy

May make a sister post for the lady characters if theres a demand for it woooooo yeahhhhhh

Characters: Angel Dust, Husk, Pentious, Vox, Adam, Lucifer, Alastor

Notes: reader is GN, reader for angels part is male, written on mobile

CWs: none

ANGEL DUST

Hes heard the same petname at least a couple times a day, and on top of that he already knows hes cute

He doesnt need a reminder... but its coming from you.. so it feels a little different

He doesnt let it show that it effects him, and hes going to return the energy... likely a little harder to fluster you

It's very easy for him to turn it around, its always fun doing that

Doesnt shut it down when you call him pretty boy

HUSK

He doesnt seem to enjoy the name all that much but hes going to let you keep calling him it as long as it's not over used

He doesn't think hes unattractive, he just feels the term pretty fits him...

He wasnt even sure he heard you right the first time you said it since pretty is one of the last descriptors hed personally use

PENTIOUS

His hood flares up in an instant and hes looking around to make sure you're in fact talking to him

Looooves the petname but hes going to try to keep it together so that he doesnt look like some pathetic loser who melts at the slightest kindness

Oh wait...

Tries to say something in return, and after a few stammered words he manages to get something out

He never quite gets used to the name since it's so different than the stuff you usually call him

ADAM

He prefers the word hot or handsome, but hes not going to deny a compliment

He also knows hes attractive, but actually telling him so only feeds his ego more

Calling him pretty boy becomes a habit and an expectation between the two of you

Of course hes going to return some of your energy, hes not going to let you sit and think you're not attractive either... though hes more... vulgar... when doing so

VOX

Pretends that he knows hes hot but sometimes that insecurity creeps into view

Acts casual when you call him pretty boy and hes not going to seek the name out from you

Pretty boy feels... like it would be more humiliating to ask for than the other names you tend to call him

You know he likes it by the static running through his antennae

LUCIFER

Feels that the name is a little silly, so he may shoot back with something similar to let you know he thinks you're a cutie too

Ignore the seconds hesitation of him processing what you called him before he shoots a name back at you

Its not his go to name but hes not going to stop you from saying it

Loves most of anything you call him because it's from you! If you couldn't tell, he absolutely adores you

ALASTOR

Hes polite enough to let you know that he heard you

Asides from the acknowledgment, hes likely to give a thanks for the compliment

It's not... his favorite compliment... but unless you're overusing it or using it to make fun of him or tease him... hes going to let you have your fun, for now

If the two of you are particularly close hes going to compliment your appearance in return

[rewritingcanon]

yuri scorbus headcanons (long overdue)

scorpius would be a GORGEOUS GORGEOUS GORGEOUS girl trust

also she’s taller than most of the hogwarts boys and she’s a chronic headband wearer

it is SO easy to imagine albus as a girl like too easy like i imagine girl albus and shes literally three girls i know irl

girl albus is swimming in her hogwarts standard cloak like damn let her come up for air 💔

also girl albus never wears chapstick or any makeup and has no skincare whatsoever. her lips stay chapped her skin stays oily and unprotected from the sun unless scorpius makes her wear her stuff (rizz tactic- i get to wear my bsf’s lipstick on MY lips heh 😼)

scorpius waking up at the crack of dawn to start skincare because when she has a routine not even the apocalypse is stopping her. albus waking up 10 minutes before she has to leave to throw some clothes on, brush teeth and skull coffee only

scorpius giving albus her clothes too because “thats what friends do” babe no ur like her bf now

albus queen of comphet sorry to say. she would have boyfriends and hate them ALL and complain to scorpius about them

scorpius also def has comphet have you ever heard of an overly sheltered girl who doesnt? probs expecting a every man to be her potential prince for a very long time before she realised shes a lady kisser

every girl’s love language is their cycle syncing up so do i even need to say it

albus is having a code red (har har) crash out ripping her hair out crying over a sad puppy photo and everything wrong that has ever happened in her life and scorpius is buried in her pantry binge eating everything with a heat pack taped to her lower belly and pimple patches that have a 50/50 success rate on standby

albus probably came out in the goofiest way forcing scorpius to listen to a bunch of lesbian artists and their songs and wait for her to get it (all scorpius knows is that adrienne lecker has a very pretty voice)

albus experimented a lot with her identity and thought she was a masc lesbian for a while. she wishes 💔

albus is The adam sandler lesbian

scorpius covering albus head to toe in HER perfume before albus goes anywhere with anyone else like she’s primally scenting her

theres that wlw stereotype of moving too fast— moving in together after three months of dating, adopting pets at the one year mark, married by 20 etc etc. i dont think this is just a yuri scorbus activity i think this is just normal scorbus activity

the first time scorpius saw albus kiss some guy she probably threw up in her mouth a bit. and the first time scorpius saw albus kiss a girl that wasnt her she probably had to excuse herself and go talk to herself in a mirror like bateman. dont ask me how i just know fem!scorpius is crazy possessive in a way thats very quiet

albus obsessed with scorpius’ dainty hands but tries to cover it up (“oh yeah im just thinking ur nails are really nice yeah like my sister would love to do your nails yeah”)

they would be so insanely touchy and no one would bat an eye. scorpius starts giving albus cheek kisses and she’ll be saying the most deranged disgusting flirtiest comments in public that has albus in shambles bc do you like me or not???? what the HELL is this behaviour??? meanwhile scorpius is thinking “its so great to have a platonic soulmate 🥰”

now im really thinking about scorpius probably tortured albus by accident. saying shit like “i would name my future daughter after you” and “when we’re old and married we should have kids around the same time so they can be best friends and maybe they can fall in love and we can be proper family fr” and “i would want you to be the godmother to my future kid/i want you to be my maid of honour at my future wedding/i want us to be neighbours when we settle down with our future families eventually and get our forever homes” like ACTUAL torture and all albus can manage is a pained “yeah for sure.” all this talk about getting married and scorpius never once thinks about or mentions whoever her future husband is, she’s only thinking about ways to tie herself to albus irreversibly in a way thats socially acceptable

[diristine]

I keep seeing ur pookie's posts and going oh I should get into scp, but I just don't know where to start. I've tried in the past listening to scp readings on YouTube but I've felt lost as to. The point, I guess? I'm missing something. Where would you recommend starting to find that something?

OH BET!! I’ll do my best to answer with things Ive found over the years that I wished I had found sooner!! I too joined the fandom more lost than Odysseus on his odyssey but fear not! I am here to do my best to guide you!

For starters, I dont watch YouTube or consume SCP Spotify media so this will all be from the scp-wikidot. Ive always preferred reading this fandom from the source, it also has more tools than YT I think.

Now, we start with our first link.

Above is a wonderful Hub to find most, if not all, of the worldbuilding. Some things that are essential to understanding the Foundation are: Object Classifications, Security Clearance Levels, About the SCP Foundation, & the Departments (specifically Administration, cause the rest can be grouped into “Research” or “Security”).

Now the other recommended ones from here I would look at is the Personnel Dossier, Groups of Interest, and K-Class Scenarios. I’ll list the specific one’s Id personally look at so you can have a general understanding of the sillies and the fandom as a large.

For these, you do not need to click on the links attached to the synopsizes or paragraphs. Just read the general synopsis/description unless youre willing to go down a rabbit hole and start following links.

For Personnel Dossier fandom I’d Read: Dr. Glass, Dr. Clef, Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Crow, Dr. Gears, Dr. Light, Dr. Iceberg, Researcher Talloran, Agent Adams, Agent Dimitri Strelnikov, Agent Lurk, Director Moose, Dr. Bright/Shaw (same guy, just two names due to fandom drama that I wont burden you with)

For Personnel Dossier for me and hubs it’s: Dr. Glass, Dr. Clef, Dr. Kondraki, Agent Adams, Agent Lurk, Robert Carter, Ruprecht Carter, Chrysophilius Skitter Marshall, Amos Marshall, Mr. Dark

For Groups of Interest or GOI in general Id suggest: Global Occult Coalition, Serpents Hand, Chaos Insurgency

For me and hubs I’d read: Global Occult Coalition, Serpents Hand, Chaos Insurgency, Marshall Carter & Darke LTD, Orneiroi Collective

For K-Class scenarios the only one that matters is XK Class lets be real guys.

That’s just the tip of the iceberg, the introduction to this universe and wacky world. One thing you must know from here on out, is that nothing is canon. Meaning that in actuality, everything is canon by nature. Sure it’s contradictory but that’s the fun in it, you get to pick and choose your favorite aspects about characters and what happened or didn’t happen. Sure theres widely accepted fandom headcanons and tales that are “canon” but if you dont like it, it doesnt have to be true to you.

These are separated in “Series” and its sorted by 999 objects to a series, so series I will have 001-999. Series II will have 1000-1999, and so on and so forth.

From here we start with some basic SCP items/objects that most people are aware of and get referenced in tales or the fandom to a certain extent. I would link them all but that takes forever so I’d just google search it if I were you.

Common SCP Objects to find in the fandom: SCP-999, SCP-001, SCP-076, SCP-096, SCP-173, SCP-682, SCP-049, SCP-035, SCP-073, SCP-106, SCP-105, SCP-963, SCP-939, SCP-4231, SCP-408, SCP-166, SCP-239, SCP-079, SCP-590, SCP-321, SCP-3999

Yes thats a whole lot of items to read through, its not mandatory by any means, its just highly likely you will run into these at some point during your stay and know them whether you want to or not.

List of SCPs I recommend for lore purposes: SCP-166, SCP-4231 (depictions of sexual assault in this one), SCP-408, SCP-590, SCP-321, SCP-963.

Those are the ones that end up carrying a lot of lore in certain characters and their interactions with one another.

Now onto tales!! The fun part of the Foundation that I personally ADORE and where I hope maybe to join the ranks of authors (I’ll only write fanfics lets be honest with ourselves).

If you want to find tales specific to a character, you can access the Tag Cloud! It’s where all the major tags are located, and it just becomes a game of whether or not you can find the character, object, or GOI you were looking for!!

Now here are some of the fandom-wide tales: Duke Til Dawn, SCP-239-b Incident-Clef-Kondraki, Major Tom, Unfinished Business, Unfinished Business II, Routine Psychological Evaluations By Dr Glass, Transcript of Dr Clef’s Seminar, “Reality Benders and You: How to Survive When Existence Doesnt.”

Some of those I dont include/base my headcanon and timeline off of, if you want the tales that mine are based on I’ll go insane cause theres so many but I will hand some over so you can get a better grasp on the lore/timeline we have concocted!

My recommendations: Routine Psychological Evaluations By Dr Glass, Tomorrow, Contingency, Number One With A Bullet, hawaiian shirts, so leave yourself alone, Transcript of Dr Clef’s Seminar, “Reality Benders and You: How to Survive When Existence Doesnt.”, An Apple A Day…, Robert Carter, Skitter Marshall, We Got A Good Thing Here, A Pound Of Flesh A Piece Of Meat

Now onto Canon Hubs!!

Canon Hubs are just hubs of stories that exist in a singular timeline, essentially just helping piece together a linear storyline for us to follow. It makes it so much easier to get into this fandom with a canon hub, like genuinely. It’s a way to read a whole story without having to jump around too much. There’s not many the fandom like all agrees on seeing as people tend to just read tales n pick their canons from there so these will honestly just be my recommendations!

My Recommendations for Canon Hubs: Resurrection, Black Diamond Billions, Ship In A Bottle, Broken Masquerade, Daybreak

So yes, its a lot of reading, a l o t of reading. Im sure you can find podcasts or YouTube videos to aid if you just look up any of the stuff I suggested. I do hope that this was helpful in any manner, and please ask again if you have any questions. This was super fun to write and I am more than happy to clear anything up or rephrase something.

Welcome to the fandom! If you decide to stay, wonderful! If not? That’s perfectly okay too.

[feketeribizli]

okay wait marci questions. how does he feel about media stuff? press, sponsored posts, the obligatory slash forced social media goofing etc. actually what's his social media presence like in general. also does he have pets..... did he grow up idolising anyone currently on the grid? how does he feel about racing his childhood heroes if yes? also, what's his favourite colour? capping it here but i want it known that he has eaten my brain 👍

hiii thank youuuu absolute bangers from you as always mwuah mwuah 😁🫶

nearly wrote a thousand words LMAO im putting a readmore somewhere to save yall... thank you for your time everyone 🫡

with all the live cockslip talk i thought itd be fun to delve into his social media presence for real... team and personal brand posting he doesnt mind per say, he got that goober in him that doesnt take oneself too seriously so hopping on silly trends hes almost looking forward to it. aston socials esp their tiktok is like my fave thing in the world lol id love to see him recreate the adam security & gf trend with padre

marci mostly uses instagram and its a mess... i barely follow any drivers but ive noticed they almost always got a certain aesthetic they try to keep up and well. marci dgaf. theyd try to put some color grading filter on the first photo in his dumps so at least theres some harmony to his page but its atrocious

he obviously has an official account on every other site but its usually for stuff his management posts on there (and an empty tiktok profile where his reposts are public. surely nothing weird or suspicious to see)

back to press and shit... hes not a fan 🧍‍♂️ he prefers the scripted stuff and when he can have like three takes to say something cause when its just him and twenty cameras broadcasting live... he still gets nervous and then the accent slips in and he stumbles his speeches and words things in a way people could twist what he said around easily (moment of silence and empathy for little lando norris). hes a small scale driver so the world doesnt hang on every word he says but yknow how it is

oh now im yapping like crazyyy... this part could get a whole new post but its kinda media related and ive been thinking and wanna talk about it a bit... if youve read this far kisses xx 😘

but yeah since im inserting marci into the canon events of real life theres bound to be loud media frenzy around his arrival especially since its aston. and in lances place (gotta work more on this but i was thinking lance has a kinda bad crash somewhere in the beginning of the 2024 season and my guy gets summoned out of thin air colapinto style to fill his place in until recovery but out of nowhere lance is like id like to temporarily step back lol 😋✌️ and the world explodes and marc is full time employed now)

and like idk how the hungarian public would react to a hun on the grid after twenty years (hes faggy so id care. otherwise idgaf about hungarian athletes for the most part) but that combined with the guy the world seems to hate a lot finally stepping down (NOT ME LANCE I LOVE YOU this is me trying to help this is me putting you in good situations) the commotion would be a major event with marcis name in the tabloids for a bit

all im trying to say is that his f1 entry would probably be very overwhelming and hes this shy guy no one has ever heard about before blabbering at stupid fucking press questions while glued to fernandos side. who is he whats his deal

ok lets put a hold on media for now 🧍‍♂️ as for pets... an old bernese back at home :-) marci kind of grew up with her (as much as he was at home. or the country even)... management posting ten-year-old marci at his first karting event with the puppy in his hands and then twenty-year-old marci after his first grand prix facetiming his family in the aston garages with the dog on the phone too... ack

about idols... his big thing is michael schumacher i know that for sure. marc generally looks up to everyone and has immense respect for most drivers. the more i think about it the more im like maybe bro got a thing for psychosexual warfare kinda drivers (schumi, vettel, alonso...) like yayyy to on and off track terrorism when its not aimed at me 😁

confession i kind of made him to deal with my conflicting feelings about aston martin as a whole lol and well. anyway he still shivers hot and bothered sometimes when fernando is around. gets a bit self conscious about it too but nothing that taking it up in the ass couldnt fix

fave color is greeeeen 😁 as i said match made in heaven with aston. team merch is glued to his body

WHEWH what an essay and i dont even know if im making sense lol ! marci is taking shape and becoming rock solid in my head im very happy about it 😋🫶 shoutout again to everyone intrigued i love cooking up the guy im having sooo much fun ‼️💥❣️

[sheepispink]

A Pearl (1/2)

based on the song by mitski because i love mitski and hot traumatised men

Summary: Years of horrific memories still weigh down on him even as he promises to let you help him move on. All you want to do is help, but its not enough.

Part 2 Masterlist AO3

tags: Leon Kennedy/Reader, Hurt/No comfort, Angst, fem! reader, mentions of re4 (no specific spoilers dw guys), mentions of ptsd, heart wrenching angst 😘

other notes: for clarification, the timeline goes— after the raccoon city incident, then he goes on the re4 mission, then it’s like the smaller missions like damnation etc. Towards the end and next chapter it’s basically vendetta. But theres no actual spoilers bcus tbh.. i haven’t watched any of the movies except id 💀

Ch1: Before it Ended

Like a dream is how you’d always describe it. His coworkers, your friends —anyone who had heard of his name— would come up to you, fawning over your pretty looks and lovely personality. They’d ask you every time, “How did it happen?” And always, you’d replay that memory in your head.

“It was winter,” You’d begin by recounting the snow that fell upon your face that day, the breeze that bristled your bones, and the way his hair looked frozen in place. You’d remember the laughter that bubbled in your throat when you saw that and how his lips curved ever so slightly for what you believe was the first time. Some of the soft strands of your hair had itched your skin; It was messy from having been shaken from the depths of sleep, and now your fingers tuck the rogue locks behind your ear. Eyes like a pretty lake, hair like wheat, with his random strands and dirty blonde roots you would soon learn to run your fingers through. He stood before you, only the dim porch light illuminating him on that winter night. “Why are you out so late?” You had asked him, your hand reaching forward to tug him into the warmth of your apartment. Little did you know that’d tug him into your life as well.

The refusal was clear; he shook his head, puffs of warm air escaping as he explained that he had something to tell you. His clothes were dirty, scratched in places, and his combat knife was only hastily put away—just work, he explains, desperate to leave a good impression on you. He had finished, and he was sure that now that he’d have time, he’d be free from the shackles of the years that would creep up on him. Cheeks flushed and Adam’s apple bobbing—you still aren’t sure whether the cold or a blush caused that. “I know I’m always gone, and we dont see each other as often anymore, but I swear- I’ve sorted everything out. I’ve fixed it.” He says his words rushed and mumbled, like his heart was spilling out then and there.“I know this is sudden- i know, but- i just.. Will you marry me?” He blurts out and every puff of air that leaves his mouth feels like another log added to the fire you didn’t know was built in your heart for him. A campfire, as you’d always describe it, is comforting and warm, the perfect reassurance in cold times. Perhaps you should’ve chosen something detrimental to life, but you preferred the romantic speech.

Everyone loved the tale as you did, enamoured with how you managed to get the stoic agent to fall head over heels with you. He’d walk over right then, slinging an arm around your waist, giving you a tender kiss to your cheek, and plastering a smirk on his lips. “Still telling everyone that story?” He’d tease as his fingertips gently rubbed your side, the silver band on his ring finger twinkling with the same light his wine glass did. “As usual.” You’d reply, that same bubble of happiness rising in your throat again as you tilted your head upwards, waiting for the small peck that always came.

Always.

A year would go by, and you’d been learning more and more about each other. Nothing seemed to be too big of a step for you. Opposing voices, loud huffs, doors slamming shut until the other would open it quietly, apologise, crawl into the warmth of their shared bed, and work things out with sweet reassurances. Work was tough; he was on more missions than ever, being considered one of the greatest men to serve your country. Warmth that you always described as adoration filled your heart whenever you heard that phrase; you couldn’t be more proud of him for it.

Besides, not even that could tear you down; nothing could break the delicate encasing that surrounded the pair of you. A greenhouse, you’d say, because it held all the things that grew only with a person’s own nurture and care. Like your relationship, crafted and melded by your kind words and your soft voice. It’s a shame greenhouses are made of glass.

Weekends were quieter now, something you had decided to take in stride; you decided to plan something nice for when he returned. The he anniversary he had missed too. It’s been so long since you’ve seen him now, resorting to spraying his cologne on the pillows in that cold bed to retrieve some imaginary warmth. Then it came—the day he’d return. Open arms is what you welcomed him with; he had always loved to hug you, and holding you close was a remedy for his mind, he’d say. But those words stopped forming after some time. You ushered him into the shared bed that night, your arms curling around him after the nice surprise you had set up earlier had gone well. Perfect, you had thought. The bed was still cold, though. You thought about bringing it up with him but decided against it; the warmth of his arms was enough for you.

You should’ve brought it up with him, for the time would have entered where he couldn’t handle it. He had awoken with a jolt, sweat trickling like beads down his temples. Eyes wide and chest pounding, he sat there with eyes darting for a threat and hands searching for yours. Your fingers would intertwine with his, warm against his cold palms, as you sat up beside him. It’d be over soon; thats what you promised— you’d do this together.

Nights like those started occurring more often than ever, until one day, he’s awoken with a sharp jolt again. His movements are much more frantic, his hands searching and searching.

Though, this time, it doesn’t find itself in yours.

It’s tightly wrapped around your neck, his mind screaming to murder you. Bloodshot eyes and prominent streaks of black down your arms— the horrors he had tried so desperately to push away— return to his mind. Your breath wont come. No sweet words, and he looks down to see his hand contaminated with that same murky colour. The sink of his chest feels like a knife as he sees your arm grab out at him, like they did everywhere he went. Those creatures who would grab him, claw at him, and still threatened to take his life. They had destroyed his mind instead.

But there is no mutant, no bloodshot eyes and no streaks on your skin. All he sees is what he’s done to you, his body weight pressing on you as his hand keeps a firm grip around your neck. Your mouth begs for air, denying the sweet reassurance he needed as he sees you turn pale, your eyes flickering with tears. There’s no threat in here; not even the cold breeze from the open window chills his bones. Nothing can hurt more than the desperation in your eyes as your hands claw—No—plead at him for relief. He immediately lets go, scrambling to the other end of the bed as he watches you pant, his heart filled with fear. Fear of himself. You quickly turn to him, mustering out your honeyed phrases through choked breaths. But they’re just letters dancing about, barely going near his ears in the walls he had built between the two of you. Ignorance is bliss, but he can’t break his gaze when he sees the deep streaks of scarlet he left on your neck. Frozen in regret and shame, you tentatively wrap your arms around him to comfort the pair of you. But he feels your tears on his neck; the fear you felt eats at his gut and his conscience. You had never felt so cold before.

The days he had left for missions were the worst nights of your life, you’d say, having been away from your heart for so long. But even as you see him drinking his morning coffee, those eye bags prominent, you think your heart might be buried in Spain, infected with the plagas of love that died out.

Unspoken was what had happened that night— a silent promise between the pair of you with small random affections to bandage up the wound he had inflicted. He was still going on the small missions, but they were shorter, and he was back to fill the bed every night. The flowers in the vase never died—a different shade, flower, or even scent every week. A different kind of love.

This continued for weeks, up until you were out with some friends, each talking about their love lives, which was always a topic between the three of you. One of them gushes about how their husband’s love language is gift-giving, describing each and every homemade affection they receive on the daily. Soon it gets around to your turn, and when you speak about his love language, physical touch comes to mind again. Whether it was playing with your hair, rubbing your hands as you walked in the cold, or leaning on you after hard days, he always wanted to be near you. Your mouth fails to respond; no words form yet no examples are recalled in your brain either. You laugh sheepishly, trying hard to wrack your head for something sweet he’s done, until you just laugh it off and talk about how you love him again.

The bed’s empty when you slip inside it; he hasn’t returned yet and he won’t be back for another hour or so. The ceiling accompanies you as you desperately try to remember an act of affection in the last few weeks. It’s only now that it finally hits you, like a tonne of bricks through your skull—

He’s been distancing himself from you.

Knowing that you get caught up in little things, he occupied your mind with flowers and sweet notes. Not once have you actually heard him say any of it or felt his touch, if not accidental. He sleeps at a distance at night, and even when you shuffle closer somehow, you wake up further apart than before. You havent had a meal with him in weeks and you haven’t actually heard that raspy voice you remember as he complains about his day. You cannot remember the last time you felt warmth, and you can’t remember when you last cried this hard.

You’re in the bathroom, wiping away the stray tears as you look at yourself in the mirror. A heavy ache that still scrapes against the walls of your heart, unsure if you feel better or worse after coming to terms with this. Every pump feels like it’s dragging you down instead of keeping you alive. The rush of blood is like-

The front door clicks open.

You almost freak out and you’re not even sure why you would. Why are you scared of this? Why are you suddenly scared of him? Your feet hurries you back to your shared bed, settling under the covers once more to try to play it off as just tiredness. You still can’t figure out why you’re doing all this or why you start to form excuses for your behaviour in your mind. He never does. So why would you? The footsteps draw closer; they’re just slightly heavy, much softer than when he wears his boots. You hear the bedroom door unclick and your shoulders tense with every second.

But you dont see him enter. Slow breathing and closed eyes— you’re even lying on your side as you pretend to be asleep.

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Leon breathes out a heavy sigh, his chest sinking to drain out all his exhaustion from today. There’s a rustle of clothing as he undresses, pulling on some random sweatpants and a spare shirt for the night. Why should he even care if its clean or not? He walks over to his side of the bed, rummaging around the bedside table for something. Then he pauses, his eyes catching onto something in his peripheral view. Tear stains?

You hear the creak on the bed as he leans half his weight on it, about to reach out to you. Your heart beats faster. Is it because you dont want to worry him with your tears, or are you afraid of him? You don’t know. His fingers brush your cheek ever so gently, his voice echoing out your name so, so softly.

“Hey.. you awake?” He asks, and even though your heart is melting into a little puddle so easily, some stubborn stick clogs your throat. His sigh fills the room again and he pulls the blanket over you, tucking it snugly over you before brushing the hair out of your face. Maybe he’s just tired these days, you think. He’s been through a lot after all; it explains all of it. Really, you shouldn’t have been so upset at all—his work and life are on an entirely different level for you.

You’re about to open your eyes, pretend you woke up, and give him a sleepy smile. Images of him giving you a tight hug and one hand rubbing the small of your back as he tells you to fall asleep again fills your mind.

Then he speaks again, the bed creaking as he steps back off of the bed, the warmth leaving as fast as it came. “She’s really knocked out.? Phew.. I do not want to deal with some stupid tears..” He mutters out, his raspy voice much lower and breathless—almost exasperated. A low groan leaves him as he dumps his work clothes somewhere. Then, the bed screams again as he lays his weight on it before he shuffles himself to the end of the bed. He looks back at the space between them, another huff of air leaving his lips.

“That’s good enough. I fucking hate being woken to push her away from me..” Eventually, his breathing evens out, and his shoulders are still tight and tense as his body relaxes into the bed. The night falls quieter, and your mind feels blank.

You don’t know when you fell asleep or if he saw your fresh tears when he woke that morning.

Next

[keiiaq]

⋮ NERV in my dr ₊˚🎧⊹

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ 　 anyone can start again.

not through love, but through revenge. 　 †

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⌗ they hate when you serve conditioned to be a weapon who acts like it.

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hey guys! im sosososo sorry that I havent posted in ages.. I do want to cram in something this week atleast. I'll try make another post this week too aside from this one. im currently working on my nge dr intro too, i've uploded it a few times but keep deleting it since I dont think its good enough 😖😖 anyways, lets start!

evangelion depicts a lot of religion and psychology, so I didn’t want to sugarcoat it to be a better place, because I feel like making it seem better just takes away what makes nerv nerv. so I decided to rewrite some of it, a lot less suffering but it still has the flair to it :)

I was inspired by abandoned airports, liminal spaces, alba aero and whatever aesthetic im using for this post - I have no clue what the name is but it captures perfectly what my nge dr is like. it’s not a lot but I pray I cooked in this as i've been trying to figure out how to go about it without making it too traumatizing.🤞🏻

† NERV

NERV is really mysterious, to put it lightly. the rabbit hole seems almost impossible to find the end of. its almost like theres no light at the end of the tunnel when there should be.

gendo and SEELE are pure evil, but I did make sure to script the second impact is the last impact to happen and that the instrumentality project never happens too - even though it is a huge plot point. no way am I experiencing that.

but just like the rabbit hole, the building seems to have no end. the more you walk around, the more bleak and empty everything is. when you think you've reached the other end, you're only a quarter through. the air is always heavy, sterile and its always cold. when you work as as a pilot, you know more happens in NERV than they let onto.

NERV is government funded by international bodies like UN. however, the money and power are being used for secretive, morally questionable ends that the public and many governments have no idea about - clones of rei, experimenting on both adam and lilith, and the dummy plug system.

sometimes when the pilots are required to come to NERV instead of school, I tend to use up my free time in NERV walking as far as possible and listening to music simultaneously. it definitely wouldnt help if my brain starts convincing me momo is behind me or something cause i'd likely take off running and hide in a corner. 😭😭

† EVA'S

as a quick summary of eva's, they're basically a giant, cybernetically modified humanoid entities created by the organizations gehirn and its successor nerv. they're used to fight angels and to protect humankind!!

they're kept pretty deep in nerv. they're also insanely tall too so its pretty daunting. I didnt change much here aside from the colour scheme, instead of reis being more blue than white I just swapped that around. mine eva is just beige, white, and black.

† OTHER

I dont know where to put other details of nerv so i'll add it here :)

— I didnt want to live with misato, shinji nd asuka so I just scripted that I get a penthouse to stay in thats near my school while having bills funded by nerv. because of this, I get paid by nerv so im able to afford trivial things so I can pay for food, clothes, furniture etc. (I scripted that my monthly salary is around ¥31,572,166 cause im not fighting angels for a measly 10k euros)

— I scripted that im not scared of the angels. i've minishifted to evangelion but havent managed to fight any angels. im assuming that they look like the biblically accurate angels so im gonna script they arent terrifying.

— the pilot list is confidential to the public, however it'll only be revealed if you tell someone. so through word of mouth essentially. nerv does have a strict qualification when it comes to recruiting pilots - 4 pilot slots, have to be 14, need to be born after the second impact, and to not have a biological mother.

— since juggling nerv and going to school is pretty difficult since you'll be in nerv 35% of the time doing tests, fighting angels, etcetc. I scripted that the pilots have tutors funded by nerv so we dont catch up on schoolwork and whatnot.

— I also did script that aside from having a funded private tutor, we also get a therapist too that come over nce a week and they do their job properly too !!

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thanks for reading if you've made it down here !! im so sorry if this genuinely feels much more deeper than my other dr's i've mentioned. im just itching to have a psychological dr ^^ I do have a few parts of my nge dr I will share at some point too.

I also love this aesthetic too, if anyones seen my former nge drself design in december. this is such a stark contrast but I feel like this fits so much better. I love having drs like this so much.

thanks for reading my lovelies and happy shifting !! ♡♡

[lklvz]

Sunday

5 minute Solo chat with Adam

Buckle up besties. This was a JOURNEY

Today I wore my Adam Rodriguez Eras Tour shirt that I made. It had some of my favourite characters of his on it!

When I booked the Sunday solo i KNEW id be overwhelmed on the Saturday and wanted to make sure I wasn't a fucking sook when talking to him.

Past me was so spot on because i was CHILL as fuck.

I walk in and smile at him, filled with so much confidence “Hellllllo gorgeous"

he stands up BEAMING from ear to ear, with his arms out ready for a hug.

"DANNI! i /love/ the shirt!"

he asked if he could take a photo of it....

like,. what,, did i.. did i hear that correctly you

YOU WANT A PHOTO OF ME....... I LIVE IN THAT MANS CAMERA ROLL>???>>

IS THE POPE A CATHOLIC?????, Y E S YOU CAN TAKE A PHOTO WTF.

I tell him that the shirt represents my two favourite things,

" there's only two things i love more than my husband, and thats Taylor Swift, and you."

he laughed and said "and he just accepts that??" to which i replied. "he knows his place"

I told him how he encouraged me to take this trip because he knew just how much it meant to me.

he started talking about finding your Person and how wonderful it is when you connect and click with the One . how nothing made sense until he met his wife. hes sucha fucking softie. i CANNOT😭😭

he asked if he remembered correctly that IM from Melbourne. he mentioned his author friend and recommended i read the book he published. I told him id hunt it down (it arrived today!) (shantaram by Gregory David Roberts )

I asked him if he had any tattoos after he pointed mine out. he told me theres two reasons why he doesnt.

1) he knows that if he starts, he wont be able to stop, and that hed need to keep the canvas even (if he got one on his chest hed have to match it on the other side) 2) he doesnt want to have to spend 45 minutes in the make up chair everyday getting them covered up. he LOVES rolling into work right when he needs to be there so he does not want to have to get there early to get them covered up. And TBH he’s so real for that.

We spoke about Magic Mike and how he still keeps in contact with the guys, he spoke about how Channing called him up and asked if he wanted to be in the movie. He said that he worked with him previously before he was a Big Star and I was like “yeah he was in an epnof CSI Miami” and he stares at me “yeah, you knew that?… HOW did you know that” and me trying to remain as composed as possible managed to say “I know you” as if that’s not the most creepy thing I could have said. But he seemed endeared by it.

We were running out of time and he starts yapping away again before turning to the nice helper lady who was trying to gently and kindly keep us on schedule and asked if we were out of time. And she was like “we are already late at the moment” and Adam slaps the table and goes “well if we’re already late then that’s fine! She came all the way from Australia! We can give her more time!”

The helper lady did ask if she could take a photo of us for the socials and like who am I to deny them that? 😂😂

I told him that he was the only reason I watched Magic Mike. I had no interest in watching male strippers then I found out he was in it and just had to watch it.

He laughed and asked what I thought of it and I’m pretty sure I moaned instead of articulating anything.

He told me he loved working on it and had fun with it.

Five minutes really does go FAST when you’re yapping but he really was so damn easy to talk to.

The way he apologised to me for rambling away about something as if I would ever tell him to shut up. I told him I didn’t care what we talked about. That this was more than I could ever ask for.

He couldn’t believe I flew all that way and he hoped that it was worth it. Like BABES 🙈 my name was in your mouth. It was worth it.

We took our selfies and he held my phone as he snapped a handful of them for me.

As I went to move away (RELUCTANTLY) he PULLED me back in. And said

“Nah, come on, a few more, gimme a big smile” 🫠🫠

As I was leaving, Kirsten’s two friends (who were sitting in on the Kirsten solo chats) shouted out to me “show us the shirtttttttt”

I’m pretty sure I was dead again at this point I barely remember any of the garvez QnA that followed right after this.

@darcyfangirlsfrequently already knows all this but I’m tagging them again, anyway.

Bonus:

[itsdawnforyou]

RIGHT! enough of the finale and all of that, its time for PRAXEUS!

Oh hello, thirteen talking inside my ear like she's whispering me a bedtime story. Could get used to this honestly.

Alright, a reentry accident, a disgraced cop and a trashed river... really have no idea whats the connection there but lets see! Im guessing each have a thing to do with graham yaz and ryan?

Right so Adam is connected to the cop I forgot the name of already (im really bad with names), are they all family?. Oh its Ryan! Hello ryannnn! Oh and here's yaz and graham, where the doc?

"NEED SOME HELP OVER HEREEEEEE" there she is. "Why is it always the big lads that need rescuing?" You were a big lad need rescuing not too long ago!

Also yes I have noticed the markings on all of the places. The guy in the water had it on his skin, the birds have it on their wings, Im guessing adam also will have it/ itll be on the building?

Oh yipee gas mask people!! Are you my mummy?

Oh he just exploaded. Bro just went pwoosh. Welp.

THERES A TALKING CAT IN ONTARIO AND WE HAVENT GONE TO ADOPT IT YET?? get your game on, doc!! Also I dont have a connection yet either and I got all the povs. Im guessing its the coral growth on all of them thats got a connection. Deployed via birds in the air and... fish in the sea? No way of ground transport as far as we can see yet, perhaps with human skin to skin contact.

Oh well seeya Jamila. Sorry. Also thats not coral, thats.. sand. Rock.

Right, so, not familial ties, but an infection of sorts. Probably works on the DNA, manipulating it until they go pop.

Oh, valuable. Hello gas mask persons. Also good shot, ex cop! Oh. Theres the doc. Jeez, need to put a bell on her the way she's sneaking about. "Hadnt factored you into it. Focused too much on that cat" same. I wouldve, too. Cats are fantastic.

Okay, yaz going with gabriella, better then going alone. Good choice, too. Thats gonna be important.

Gay astronaunt, married to ex cop? Fantastic!

"Thats why you smell of dead bird! I thought you changed your shower gel!" Oh I love her so much

"If he's that impressive, if he's that amazing... which he is... then he cant love me the way he says he is. Why would he?" Oh darling, thats not how love works. Not at all, not even close.

"Didnt teleport into an active volcano! Result!" Yazmin khan youre fantastic.

"Thats what I was thinking! Were so sympa" i could give her a big smooch right now.

I was thinking autons too but its usually got a hive brain somewhere and wouldnt make people into sand.. should get a sample of the dust they become into afterwards.

"Excuse me im not full of plastic" "youre full of something" hehe gottem! Also, microplastics, my worse enemy. "An alien bacteria has come to this planet, and it found a feast" and it also found aramu the way those birds are going at him, damn.

"Oh im a sucker for a scientist!" Brb turning into a scientist. Also suki being one of the engineers of it was a brilliant twist I didnt see coming.

Heyyy I was right about it being bacteria transferred with birds! No fish tho. Couldve worked with fish aswell, considering humans eat fish, but yeah.. also this reminds me of the real trials of creative plastic eating bacteria to clean up the oceans!

"im having half a thought. Oh! This one tickles!" Can she stop making me want to smooch her when its a life and death situation please??

Also im mad and sad at suki. She couldve been so much more... :(

"What can I say, Im a romantic" you nearly gave me a fucking heart attack you stupid alien! Give me a kiss!

Okay that final narration makes me want Jodie to do a national geographic movie narration on some fish. Does that exist? It should.

[wishmaster]

The Closet Submissive

There’s a photo on your banner of a ripped asian guy, on his knees, in front of his master, chained.  I wish that were me.  To be forced by my master to work out and dumb down all day.  To be the cocky arrogant jock on the outside, but inside, but the submissive slave to my master.  To be forced to obey my master, and know that theres a voice inside my head that hates, it.  That I was once this super smart guy, but somehow master changed me into is obedient, dumb muscle slave.    That is forced to fuck, be fucked, work out and serve his master in any way he pleased.  That would be my greatest wish. 

And your wish is my command. 

You look in your mirror as you notice, the nerdy white boy you used to be has disappeared and this gorgeous young Asian stud with a full muscles body is staring back, you rip your shirt to get a better look at your new body. 

Fuck, you think, you’re sexy as hell, you suddenly have this feeling you need to work out. You keep the shirt off and head to the gym. 

You kill it, working out most of the day, each rep seems to make you bigger, sexier, hornier.

“Hey Adam.” a voice says. Some how that voice seems to trigger in your mind. You need to listen to whomever it belongs to, in fact just the way he says your name seems to send your body into weakness. You turnaround and see him.

It’s Danny your neighbor, Damn, he’s changed too. You remember that you used to bully him for being even nerdier than you. But now you turn and see him and suddenly your weak in the knees. 

“Master.” you mutter out unaware why you’d even say that, he winks at you and motions at you to follow him into the locker room. He motions for you to sit like a dog in front of him as he unzips his leather jeans, a massive cock flops out and he demands you suck it. Usually you wouldn’t be caught dead doing gay shit like this but your body does as it is told almost instinctively. You feel his dick enter your mouth, you want to resist but master.. why do you keep referring to him as that? You suck your master off until he’s filling your mouth and soon covering your new face with his cum. Good Boy, he says. Adam tell me what is it you do for a living? he asks your remember you used to work with computers at a big company but that is not what you respond.

I live to serve my master, making extra cash by keeping my sex channel updated with my progress and me pleasuring myself on camera. That’s right, you’re just a dumb, sexy jock now isn’t that right? I nodded in agreement, cum still hang from my lips. 

Master stared down at me, pleased with his new boy. I knew right then and there my greatest desire had been granted to me and I was now nothing more than Master’s perfect little submissive toy. I did only as he desired,  changed into his obedient, dumb muscle slave, forced to fuck, be fucked, work out and serve him in any way he pleased. He bent down and spoke in my ear, Your ass is mine now Boy. I stared at myself as I was about to start my next workout, I didn’t want master to be upset with me if i didn’t keep up his sexy look.

[rorirevolutions]

World Building Pt.4: Actual 'world' building

So obviously we know that most of the towns and cities in the shows don’t really exist. However, some of them have stated specific regions and states where they are set such as Mighty Med taking place in Philadelphia, PA. As for the others such as Swellview I did a little sleuthing to figure out roughly where each of these take place based on little things mentioned in canon and weather patterns.

The Lab Rats home of Mission Creek is another easy one because they at one point it is stated that it’s in California. I’m not stopping there though, personally I believe it takes place in SoCal near Orange County. Which given the climate it would make sense that the Bionic Island is just off the coast in Baja California. This would also mean that Tasha and Leo, assuming they arn’t transplants, would use SoCal slang. However, I don’t believe the trio would necessarily have Cali accents. Maybe Bree would to fit in more, but after living so long detached from society I believe that Adam having only really heard Donald for the longest time would share his accent for the most part and Chase probably dosen’t have a definable accent. He has a computer in his brain and access to every bit of slang/inflection that has ever been recorded. So he probably dosen’t speak with much of one. He might have picked up more Cali slang and gestures from his time with Leo, but I doubt he uses them unless specifically talking to Tasha or Leo. 

It isn’t ever brought up were Centium City resides, but based on the fact that it appears a lot colder and is the home town of both the Davenport brothers and Principle Perry. I believe that Centium City is in the state New Jersey. Perry has a lot of stereotypical qualities(I apologize to anyone from NJ, I’ve never been and all I have is media for examples) that kinda makes me think that she would be from there. Also could you please imagine Perry, Donald, and Douglas with Jersey accents. Incredible. I think that the brothers have probably lost a good bit of there accents from time away, but whenever they are near each other or are particularly emotional the accents come out in full force. Otherwise Donald probably dosen’t have a  very definable accent due to all his traveling and working with a wide array of people, and Douglas probably has nothing but different bits of mixed up slang due to his colorful environment.

Henry Danger/Danger Force were a bit difficult until I rewatched the Game Shakers x Henry Danger crossover special. While discussing places to go Kenzie brings up Swellview and states that its in ‘The Heart of America’. While many states can try to claim that they are the heart of the country, the only one that is usually agreed upon is Kansas. Climate wise it also makes sense as swellview has shown to be rather windy and Kansas in right within Tornado Alley. This means that Swellviews hilariously named neighboring towns also take place in Kansas. All the characters (with the exception of Schwoz) would also use more Kansan slang as all of them have stated to have lived in the area their whole lives. Which leads me to bring up Dystopia where the original Danger Crew moved to after S5. All we know about Dystopia is that its really dangerous and kinda nearby as Henry seems willing to get there without the use of Miles’s powers. Now for this I looked up where the most dangerous cities in America were and I’m so sorry Missouri but you guys have several cities in the top 10 list. It is also right next-door to Kansas. 

Like HD/DF the Thundermans home of Hiddenville doesn’t have a named state. It also appears to have a fairly neutral environment. Initially I was thinking of Tennessee but all things considered there’s a distinct lack of countryisms (I know not all Tennessee is county music and farm life but it still dosen’t quit fit). Then I was thinking Washington due to the ‘Land of 1,000 parks’ bit(According to google Seattle, WA has 874 parks), but theres a lack of mountain ranges. However, it’s the closest I’ve got to a real answer so I’m sticking to it until I find more evidence. Even if Hiddenville is in Washington, I don’t think any of the Thundermans(with maybe the exception of Chloe) would have any slang or dialect from there. The family transplanted more than likely from a different state to go into hiding. Given that Metroberg is basically the Capitol of all USA Supers, I think it would probably also be in Virginia nearby D.C. Meaning the family would have similar accents and mannerisms to Virginians. At least in the beginning, later on the kids probably adopt the slang of those nearby.

Finally Villains of Valley View. It’s already mentioned in the show that Valley View is in Texas, but like the Thundermans the Madden family is also transplanted and on the run/in hiding. While it’s never truly stated where they came from we can infer from some details. Eva has a very noticeable British accent so she probably moved to the US as a young adult. I don’t know what it is but for some reason Vic gives me NorCal vibes specifically Sacramento, CA. I have no clue why but he does. I imagine that after they unofficially wed(they couldn’t legally get married as wanted criminals) Vic and Eva moved to the Bay Area where they did some villainy and started their family. I don’t have a name for the town/city where they grew up yet, but I am absolutely accepting suggestions.

[areallivegirl7]

a mission of liberation. 1995. part four.

Pairing: Winter Soldier x Red Guardian

Warnings: cussin'

Summary: Four years after meeting the Winter Soldier, Alexi Shostakov finds himself face to face with the man he once knew. SHIELD assigns him the mission to find and liberate him.

Word Count: 2k

notes: i have a hell of a headache rn. sorry for the late update i finally plotted it out better so. there's gonna be 12 parts so theres only eight left i'll probably only update once a week cuz it takes me two days to write one chapter.

but you guys are in for a treat let me tell you this plot is fully realized now!!! i started off having no clue in the fuckin world where i was going with this but now i do and it's not half bad.

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“You look… tired.” 

He fucking was. Even dodgeball couldn’t ignite the familiar fire in his bones like it usually did, which made for a very unusual sight. An Alexei that looked dropped from the sky,  ran over by a truck and hunted for sport, only five days after the superintendent had last seen him. 

“Is your mom okay?” she asked, her question genuine, but her voice was flatter than wednesday addams.  

Alexei looked shocked for a moment at the question, picking up a donut.“My mother died many many years ago, why do you ask? Do you think this has something to do with her?” He asked in return, cocking his head slightly toward her as a stray hair fell in front of his face.

“Um, because you said you went upstate to be with her because she was sick? Did you… lie?” she shot back, her posture squaring slightly, the light of the teacher’s lounge twitching ever so slightly. 

She was probably some sort of vampire. “Um, no, I was just doing something else that is not socially acceptable…? But acceptable for a teacher?” He tried, still struggling to keep his eyes open. 

“Vegas?” she asked, pouring coffee, seemingly uncaring about the fact that he lied despite her usual uptight and strict attitude. 

“Yes, with my mom,” he answered. 

The Superintendent sipped her coffee silently as she stared deeply into his soul through her oval glasses, waiting for Alexei to realize his mistake. Instead, he closed his eyes and silently chomped down a strawberry donut, the icing flaking away and onto the ground. 

She sighed. “You said she was dead.” 

His eyes shot open. “I have two moms. I must ask- what is your name?” 

“I’m Taylor- and even though I particularly like the lie- it is, as previously mentioned, a very, very unlikely lie, trust me, I would know,” she sighed once more, slamming down her coffee cup. 

“You fancy the ladies?” Alexei asked. 

“Don’t change the subject- where were you this weekend? Because you should know that drinking and partying and such in public is a disgrace to the school system and endangers our children and our reputation we all try very hard to uphold?” 

“I was with… someone… special-” which, wasn’t a lie. 

Howard Stark had taken on the request, and the plan had taken place the night before. Alexei stayed out all night camped by the location staged for the coup- waiting for The Winter Soldier to arrive- he never did. Which meant that he’d have to do this every single night for who knows how long. Or until Howard Stark decides he doesn’t have time for this. 

The latter seems unlikely, because everyone knows he’s hiding something about The Winter Soldier. It didn’t seem wrong- he just seemed suspiciously adamant about freeing him as Alexei did. Which awakened some strange feelings that he himself wasn't aware that he could have. 

Jealousy. 

“Boyfriend?” Taylor asked in her usual monotone voice. 

“What? Boyfriend-” Alexei stuttered, his face flushing with red in a way that made him want to choke someone, maybe himself- “I don’t have boyfriend, I like женщины, they are very beautiful and I could never see myself with someone brutish and rugged and… мужчина…” He rambled for so long, he didn’t even realize he was speaking a few russian words. 

“Okay,” she answered, unchanged by Alexei’s embarrassing display, which made him feel silly, especially after she simply took her coffee and her strawberry donut and walked out without another word- nothing. Not even an “I know your secret and you are doomed!”

Which was fine, but it left him feeling like he’d been figured out somehow, a lot more than the threat would have. “I hope you have a good day!” 

He waited around the room awkwardly before checking his watch and realizing it was time to say goodbye to the kids he had grown so fond of the past year. They were his first class at this school, and even though he often got their names wrong- he knew he’d miss them. 

Most importantly, he hoped he would have infinitely more classes to teach, infinitely more kids to meet and inspire, and infinitely more years to continue his beloved job. But the double life wasn’t easy- there was always a possibility of an unmasking or someone figuring it out, then his life would really be over. 

But that was just Alexei overthinking again. 

After a bittersweet last dodgeball game, one Alexei savored every minute of- even when they started to gang up on him and pelted him all at once with the surprisingly hard balls. With a tear in his eye, he sent them off. “Be good for your mothers! Be resilient and challenge your fathers! And never give up on your dreams!” 

And that was it. He was now out for the summer. 

Unfortunately, before the mission that night, which had been the same for the past four nights;  sit just a few miles outside of a random warehouse set up with about twenty Agents and wait for the Winter Soldier to attack, Alexei didn’t get in his usual nap. 

The plan should’ve worked by now. What was he missing? 

“Red Guardian- always nice to see you,” Howard greeted, holding out his hand- “For the forth night in a row…” He grumbled under his breath, trying to cover it up by clearing his throat afterwards. The old man was a grumpy one. 

“I truly apologize for the hassle… You being there is essential to drawing him i…” Alexei started, tiredness seeping its way into his brain as he struggled to coherently form all the words he wanted to say. Thank him? Explain it to him for the 100th time? Apologize again? Stop talking? 

Howard left him no time to decide. “Listen, I understand that, but I think this is wasting time. There’s got to be a more efficient way. Can we please step back and think about this?? Do you really think that having me get in a car and drive to a random warehouse every fuckin night is gonna draw in this ghost?” 

Alexei pulled in an exhausted breath. “It’s the best shot we had.”

“Well it’s a really shitty shot, you know that? If this doesn’t work tonight, then I’m done and I’m doing it myself, you got that? Where’s your manager… or agent… I don’t really know how superheroes work and frankly, I don’t give a fuck.” 

The conversation definitely contrasted with the ones he usually had with his colleagues at school. “I don’t have one… but if I did, it would be Bill Foster. He is not here right now.” 

He furrowed his eyebrows between his nose. “That’s just my luck,” Howard spat, turning on the tips of his heels and straight for his car, which was parked under the garage, reared and ready to go its possible final round. 

This was Alexei’s first real mission, and arguably his most important… Especially after his recurring dreams that perhaps were metaphors of sorts… Howard Stark’s threats shot him just below the heart- and he feared that if tonight didn’t work out, then his quitting might aim a little higher. 

Hours later, Alexei was sitting as usual by his post, only 4 quarters of a mile outside the warehouse, fighting the sleep that tugged and pulled at his consciousness to dive deeper into the alluring darkness that he did  so dearly miss. 

It was harder to resist since Alexei knew what sleeping always entailed these days. Dreams. And those dreams contained the filthiest, dirtiest, and overall nastiest things that would keep him red in the face for hours after. But he knew it was probably a metaphor, right? Subconsciously? 

Or not. Would he be okay if it wasn’t? 

A hand fell on his shoulder before he’d realized he’d fallen asleep and had no clue how long for. 

“Alexei! Were you sleeping?” Bill Foster accused, practically shouting as he stumbled to his feet, his head nearly falling backwards as he struggled to understand where he was and what he was doing, but it was too late. He was caught.

The long, overflowing lectures that entailed after that were very deserved, as Alexei thought. He could believe that he’d fallen asleep, but more importantly, he couldn’t believe that they’d already failed his last shot to find his long lost best friend. 

“-And extremely unprofessional. I am disappointed in you Alexei. I trusted you with this mission, and I know you wanted to succeed, so I just can’t fathom that you would be so careless!” Peggy trailed on, her red painted fingernails caressing her forehead. 

“I am sorry- I haven’t been getting very good sleep- I’ve been quite stressed between the coaching and the top secret important mission and the… well, um-” Alexei paused, deciding to exclude the dreams he’d been having ever since he was first appointed to the mission. “It is like a negative reaction.” His helmet hair bounced as he paced the room. 

Peggy looked at him with her signature exhausted face. Alexei had been looked at that way too often these days- by fellow teachers, fellow Agents, Howard Stark especially, and even by the kids he coached. He was tired of it. 

“Alexei, I need you to understand this. We have given you this opportunity freely because we know that you are good person, and not only that, but you have a heart for people. That’s why I knew you’d be perfect for this job- you don’t see a killer, you see a person. I will keep you on this project… but you must have it finished by the time you begin coaching again. If not, you will be terminated from participating.” 

“Terminated? But I was the first-!” 

Peggy shook her head. “I know. And I’m sorry. But you may have to choose, as sad as it makes me to propose, I have no other choice. I’m losing a good agent here. Alright?” 

Alexei thought for a second, crossing his arms over his red suit, resisting the urge to bite at his fingernails like he used to when he was a boy. “But what about Howard Stark? He quit last night- me and my team have no other ideas, he is a cold case. He is a ghost. It is hard to track a ghost, you know? And I only have three months to do it!” He froze. 

This could be his chance to prove he wasn’t a big dumbass oaf everyone always thought he was. They might respect him… if he found him, and maybe even fixed him within three months? They’d never look at him with exhaustion again. “Only three months, eh?” 

Peggy shook her head. “You only have three months. Your team has all the time in the world.” 

Well, he wasn’t going to use  his team. He was going to do it himself.  

“Yes ma’am,” he said finally. “I will not let you down… again.” Alexei turned and walked out, waving ever so slightly before he walked out of her office. 

He had formulated his plan in his head- barely- as he walked through the halls to say his final goodnights to Bill and Sandra, who were doing paperwork in her office. He was just on his way out when he was stopped by Jackie, who looked more peeved than usual. 

“What are you doing?” she asked, following alongside him, trying to keep up with his pace of determination, her blonde ponytail bouncing up and down. “You’re supposed to go home.” 

“I’m not going home yet. I am saying goodnight to my friends and then going back to West Street,” Alexei admitted. “And you cannot stop me because I know what I am doing, and that seems to be more than you.” 

“You can’t go back there,” she said. 

“Why not?” 

“Because we aren’t allowed, Alexei. Go home and be a good Agent for once,” she ordered, making a few other Agents around them turn their heads in curiosity. 

Little did she know her words only fueled him to take control even more. It was time to prove them all wrong- even if it was just a small act of defiance that probably wouldn’t result in much. 

He didn’t answer. He simply kept his strut.

An hour later, he was proved to be very mistaken. His small act of defiance led him face to face once again with The Winter Soldier.

[devilish-parrot]

What if you put the Beatles in a saw trap

waay ahead of you there. ive been thinking about this a few days lol

disclaimer, as of now ive only seen the first five films + saw 0.5. anyway im going to infodump now and include some photos so gore and spoiler warning. btw im not very good at explaining things so sorry if i leave out important context

heres ringo in the famous reverse-bear trap from saw 0.5 and saw i

hes even got his arms up trying to get it off

speaking of ringo, remember this from the 1965 film help!

well, ive been thinking of this alot because it reminds me of a few different traps, namely The Rack from saw iii, which is among one of the goriest and is jigsaws favourite (i think)

so if ringo were placed in a trap, itd probably be in this one ^, which twists ur limbs and head around.

question is. would ringo be able to save himself? well, this trap specifically (and really all* the saw iii traps) arent made for YOU to escape them, theyre made for someone to forgive you and get you out of it

to explain the saw iii traps, or at least the relevant parts so i dont just talk about the film in its entirety (cus 3 is so far the best one even though the traps arent the most interesting part), theres this guy named jeff and a few years ago his eight year old son was killed in a hit n run accident. he becomes consumed with rage and obsessed with taking revenge on timothy young (the man who killed his son and got six months of prison time for it).

jeff is placed in a saw trap wherein he is forced to either forgive a few key people and help them get out or let them die by doing nothing.

the first person he encounters is a woman who was the only witness to the accident. shes in a freezing cold room completly nude with cold water being sprayed at her. jeff has to get a key to unlock her or else she freezes to death

the next person is the judge who gave timothy six months prison who is tied to the bottom of a big silo. beside the silo is a meat grinder that keeps shredding up dead pigs and letting all the remains go all over the judge, so hed eventually drown in pig liquid. jeff has to burn his sons stuff to get a key

and the last person is timothy himself, who is placed in The Rack. jeff has to get a key off of a gun trigger, risking shooting himself (idk how to explain it very well, im a very visual explainer)

*idk if id count the yuri necklace thing as a trap but thats for another infodump

as for the other beatles, i have not thought of them at all because the movies (to my knowledge) have not placed them in crazy contraptions and also..... RINGO...

however, you said "what if you put the beatles in a saw trap".

beatles plural. saw trap singular. a trap with multiple people, that exists.

saw i has the two guys, lawrence and ADAM (<3) in the one beathroom together chained to pipes on opposite ends of the room

saw ii features like, eigth or so people in one big house with multiple mini traps for each person

saw iv has this one trap with two people standing back to back with spikes going through both of them, and one person (lets say, person A) has an advantage, meaning if A pulled the spikes out, person B would die due to how the spikes are placed

saw v has five people in a series of linear rooms with a trap in each room they need to work together on to get out. personally, i think this works best for the beatles to all be in.

so uhhh tldr, if ringo was alone hed be in the rack, but if they were all together theyd be in the saw v house

(im rlly sleepy and i want to get this out today so im not gonna bother trying to find any more images)

[alluraswifey]

Here you go gremlins some Shiro,Adam and Keith fluff:

#1 Them meeting Lance(If the whole space war and shit didn’t happen)

Keith:Soooo dads I’ve got some for you to meet*pulls Lance it the room*

Lance:H-hello Sirs!

Shiro:….

Adam:….

Keith:Anyway and Lance and dating…surprise!

Shiro:…

Adam:…

Lance:…

Keith:Guys you ok…?

Lance:*Shaking in fear*

Both:*Bursts out laughing*

Keith:What’s funny?

Adam:N-nothing!

Shiro:We’re just surprised anyone would date you!

Lance:*Laughing*

Keith:GUYS C’MON!

#2 Lil Keith 🥰

Keith:Dad!Dad!

Shiro:Yes bud?

Keith:Look what I found!*Pulls out a big spider*

Shiro:AHHAHAHOJHA WERE DID YOU FIND THAT-

Keith:In a bush!

Adam:What’s all the screaming about?*Sees the spider*

Shiro:Adam it’s ok.

Keith:Papa look!

Adam*Faints*

Shiro:ADAM?!?

Keith:PAPA?!?

Adam:…

Shiro:…

Keith:…I’ll go put it back outside.

Shiro:You do that bud.

Adam:Is it gone now…?

#3 Keith being a crazy bitch.

Shiro:Guys what happened?!Are you both ok?!

Adam:We’re fine babe don’t worry.

Shiro:Don’t worry!You told me Keith beat up a grown man!

Keith:I did!

Shiro:Why?!

Keith:Well when me and Papa were in the grocery store this old guy yelled at Papa to “Go back to Mexico!” So I pushed him of his wheelchair and kicked him!*Grins*

Adam:…

Shiro:…

Keith:..:)

Shiro:Did you get him good bud?

Keith:Yes!

Adam:Well I mean I wouldn’t have handled it like that but you got the job done so well done bud!

Keith: ….:D

#4 Keith’s first crush(On Lance~)

Keith:GUYSSSSSSSSS

Shiro:Woah Keith what’s wrong?

Adam:Yeah you ok hun?

Keith:NO IM NOT OK MY CRUSH ASKED ME OUT?!?WTF DO I DOOO??

Adam:*Squeals in Spanish*

Shiro:Ohmylordkeithwhatshisnameisheinyouryearwhatshelooklikewhatshisname???

Keith:His names Lance and yes he’s in my year and he’s tanned with brown hair and blue eyes.NOW WHAT DO I DO?!

Adam:Well do you guys have a date?

Keith:Yessss this Fridayyy*Happy keef*

Adam:Ok I’ll help you pick out an outfit.Shiro you good babe?

Shiro:Yh but now I have to go beat someone up.

Keith:Dad!Why?!?

Shiro:NO ONE DATES MY BABY!

Adam:Shiro we’ve been through this…

Shiro:*Grabs a frying pan*I’ll be back by dinner.

Keith:DAD NO-

#5 Keith’s first day of preschool(If Shiro and Adam adopted him earlier ofc)

Shiro:*Sniff*Bye baby…

Adam:*Rubbing his back*He’ll be fine hun.

Keith:*Waves* Bye Bye Daddy’s!

Shiro:AHHAHAHHAHAHA WHY IS HE SO CUTE?!?

Adam*Sobbing*BE CAREFUL BABY!

Keith:*Running inside*

Adam:*Sniffing*Lets just go home…

Shiro:*Wailing*

*Later at pick up*

Keith:Daddy’s!*Shows them a drawing of a hippo*

Shiro:Ohmylordbabydidyoudrawthisitssogood!!!

Adam:That’s so good hun does the hippo have a name?

Keith:Yesw it’s called hippo!

Shiro:Hippo?

Keith:Yesw.

Adam:*Chuckling*Ok hun let’s just go home…

#6 Late night cuddles 🥰

Keith:*Coming downstairs*Can I stay down here for a bit…

Adam:Oh hun you scared me!Ofc is something wrong?

Keith:*Tears in his eyes*

Shiro:Come here bud…

Keith:*Walks over*

Adam:*Leans over to Keith*You wanna talk abt it bud..?

Keith:I just feel sad…

Shiro:Aw that ok bud sometimes we just feel sad.

Adam:Yh you don’t have to now why sometimes it’s ok to cry for now reason.

Keith:*Sniffs* ok…

Shiro:Now do you wanna watch a show?

Keith:*Nods*

Adam:Ok you two move over a bit I’m joining!

{{This one was inspired by my parents!I had this conversation so many times with them more times than I can remember 😅}}

#7 Keith’s birthday!!🎂

Adam:Keith hun wake up!!

Keith:*Groans* Pape it’s to early…

Adam:But it’s your birthday c’mon!

Keith:What?That’s today?

Adam:Yes c’mon I trusted Shiro to make pancakes and I don’t want him to burn the house down!

*Downstairs*

Shiro:Well fuck.

*Theres pancake batter literally everywhere*

Keith:Dad…?

Adam:Takashi!

Shiro:In my defence the presents are unharmed!

Keith:All those are for me…?

Adam:Ofc bud!

Keith:*starts crying*

Shiro:Bud what’s wrong..?

Keith:N-nothing I’m just rlly happy is all….

Adam:Ohmylordyoursocuteyourverymuchwelcomecomeonletsgoopensomepresents!!

Shiro:*Dying of cuteness*

{{That’s all for now if you want me to do more just ask!! Xx}}

[hamsandwich4736251]

Masterlist

It’s taken me months to finally gets around to doing this but welp here we go

Hi! I’m me, you can call me Ham (bc thats what i can think of rn!) or another thing if we talk and you come up with literally anything better

But ya, im technically a MINOR!!!, so please no nsfw yall -but also heavily traumatized so warning i do not act like a minor when i complain

Ive got a lot of interests so i’ll try to keep it short and spare us all from the rambling (if you would like in depth rambling however i am so down to chat away with people about blorbos and theories so ya!)

Ok enough stalling, now introducing the interests:

Dragons!!

Pokemon

Rocks

Theories

Cats

Tickles (a more recent thing, might ramble later on how i got introduced and how different things caused my first Ler and Lee moods but not here lol)

Books!!

Video games - mostly lore and designs sorry not really multiplayers

And fashion a bit

Ok and now the fandoms, this might take a while and i’ll probably need to update later:

Pokemon

Wings of Fire

And other dragon series, mainly The Waking Fire series and another series i dont remember the name of but i think one of the books in it is called The Fire Within

Undertale

Hoh boy this one goes deep -i got into it right before covid started and between a lot of sudden free time, and a need to escape, and the fact right when i got into it was when the Aus were really picking up— it goes so deep you dont understand i can Ramble about theories i heard years ago like theres no tomorrow its insane

Deltarune

Glitchtale

Legend of Zelda

Arcane

Fnaf (a bit, only got into it bc of security breach bc i do NOT like jumpscares at all ;-;)

Genshin Impact (my friends dragged me into it)

Dune (slowly getting into it bc of my family)

Grishaverse

Especially Six of Crows!!!!!

Daredevil (yo religious trauma goes crazy with liking this show lmao)

Hadestown (only heard the audio but i love it)

Hollow Knight

Voltron

Bleach (first anime ever, standards are high lol)(some of the best soundtracks ive ever heard i swear)

HunterxHunter (again, dragged into by friends- still like tho)

Anddddd a bunch of others i don’t remember rn, but if youre into the stuff above im always happy to get more interests lol

Cuphead (the music is so good)

Bendy and the Ink Machine (THE FAN SONGS ARE WHAT GOT WE INTO IT AND THEYRE SO GOOD ADKWKANSJWKSKEI)

Sk8 the Infinity (i love the characters so much)(except for Adam fuc dat guy all the way until the very last couple scenes where he stops being as excessive)(then hes just odd instead of No)

Ok, youve made it this far?? Damn congrats bro

Youve unlocked a few broad things i dont like!!:

Bugs

Bigots

Homophobes

Spiders

Trybophobia

Needles (this one is 100% a phobia)

Racists

Bullying (teasing is completely fine but bullying is a no bc ✨trauma✨ lmao)

Non consent anything (other than maybe health)

Like being forced to eat if you havent eaten in 3 days is not good, but its not bad either yk? But being forced to stand for 5 hours in heels bc youre “supposed to” or anything forced s*xually is a no -yk?

Pedophiles

Almond milk (i am so sorry girlfriend, but i hate it so much you would not believe)(nothing political it just immediately makes me gag lmao)(all the almond milk we get will forever be yours)

The ending of voltron (WHY JUST WHY)

Okkkkk thats all i can think of rn, sorry there arent any cool visuals

I am not good at being open socially (trauma and even before trauma lol) but if you wanna be friends you can totally contact me- i just might not respond at first lol

Last note:

*Tickle community*

i’m still learning and i’m still a bit new

PLEASE nothing sexual

Mainly a ler, but thats bc my girlfriend is exclusively a lee

Would probably be a switch if people tickled me more than a poke every couple weeks but oh well

Oh also i am unbelievably touchstarved so uh theres that too

Its actually so extreme touchstarved but thats embarrassing to say lmao

But anyway, the only way ive really interacted with tickling is from my girfriend, so i tend to see it as kinda romantic- and at the very least intimate yk (cant tell if thats the trauma and touch starvation talking but oh well)

Also i am unbelievably socially anxious for the first like 5 interactions with someone just to warn anyone who read the insanity above and wants to be friends

Basically: totally down to be friends!!! Im just gonna be hella anxious at first lol

OKKKKKKKK if youve made it this far that is truly impressive, so congrats!!!!! Also you might want to grab to eat or drink bc holy smalonoli i rambled and that probably took a while to read