#skii mask

[azulifae]

A corner of an art dump

[nighthive-skindeep]

Demons are bioluminecent if their freckles haven't been baked (exposed to the sun for 48 hours straight) yet, so they're very easy to see in the dark. Their freckles are stark white and basically illuminate their cheeks, because they give off light.

[mrichotumblings]

Eye Came, Eye Saw - SoundCloud

Listen to Eye Came, Eye Saw by Balaclava Blanco on #SoundCloud

[female-rappers]

Skii Mask Lux XO - My Demons (Demon Juice)

[cheriladycl01]

Baby It's Cold Outside - Carlos Sainz x BulgarianOlympicSkiing! Reader

Plot: You take your new husband skiing with your friends Alexandra and Charles.

Credit to bjeanesthings for the GIF

"How do you do this as normal training baby! I can barley do it two winter breaks in a row!" Carlos shivers looking around as you strap your gloves on.

"Come on! I want to get to the big slopes early so I can practice! Then we can have fun with Charles and Alex!" you smile at your husband as you pull your snow boots on that were at the edge of the cabin.

"But Alex and Charles get a lay-in why don't i?" he complains pouting at you and giving you the puppy eyes.

"Because you decided to marry me, and that doesn't lead to lay-in's on a Ski holiday!" you giggle.

"Okay, but over the summer you are coming with me to Mallorca and we are having lots of cuddles and lay-in's and walks along the beach and lots of morning sex!" he grins cheekily making you slap his chest.

"Okay, well lets go Skapi!" you smile taking his hand.

You guys headed first to the large slopes where you could go down and practice for the Olympics that were to be held in Milan in 2026. You practiced for around an hour, going at high speed and cleaning up your turns and corners.

Then Carlos decided it was time to head back to the log cabin you guys were sharing with Alex and Charles and ask them if they wanted to join you for lunch. You took a leisurely ski through the wooded ski area that was just a general skiing area rather than the specific slopes used.

He reached out for you, holding your hand as you both used one pole to change your directions as needed.

"It's a really nice day today!" you say after pulling down the bandana you had wrapped around your mouth currently. Usually you'd wear a full balaclava but where you were skiing with friends you wanted to be able to talk to them without shouting.

"Yes, the sun is bright!" he says looking around the white snow that if you both took the skii masks off you'd for sure be blinded by the dazzling white expanse.

"Mmm, so how do you feel about the rest of the year?" you carefully ask your husband. You had tiptoed around the subject of him having to leave Ferrari. He understood why they'd jump at the opportunity to take on a 7x World Championship when this year they had a car that was consistent and contending with the Red Bull, that didn't mean it didn't hurt though. You'd only found out a few days ago from Charles himself.

He'd found a true friendship in Charles and Alex, just like he had done with Lando. It didn't mean he would no longer see Charles but they were arguably one of the best pairing on the grid when it came to team-work and wins.

"Well, Audi have said they'd like to take me on in 2026, but that would mean a year out. Red Bull have also spoke to me about removing Checo, but I want a championship and with Max as Red Bull golden boy I don't think it would be feasible. Then obviously there's Mercedes but their car was so bad this year, so it really depends!"

"Well, whatever happens you know you'll have me right?" you say, slowly coming to a halt and pull him into a hug.

"I don't know what the best decision is, but I'm just going to try perform my best this season with Ferrari!" he offers and you nod, pulling him in.

"If you do go with Audi and have an off season in 2025 that means we'll have the whole year together!" he smiles at what you just said.

"Mmmm maybe we can travel without the stress of me racing each time!" he grins pulling you in and kissing you, your masks clashing together making you both laugh.

You walk back in to the cabin to find Alex and Charles cuddles up on the sofa under a fluffy blanket.

"Hey guys, want to go get some lunch?" you ask looking around.

"How on earth do you survive with it this cold!" Alex shivers looking at the snow that falls off yours and Carlos' boots as you slip them off.

"You are all from warmer regions. Mediterranean people" you sigh with a small laugh.

"Sorry we aren't Slavic or Balkan like you and can hold up in your insanely cold winters, I'm guessing that's how you got into skiing?" Charles chuckles.

"Yeah, my dad would take me up the mountains each winter and go skiing! It's how I got into it competitively!" you smile, remembering all the memories from when you were younger.

"It's amazing what you've achieved not only for yourself but your country!" Alex smiles.

"Thank you guys! Going for Gold in 2026 though! You guys will come support me right?" you ask, already planning to give them VIP seats where they could watch from.

"Of course!" they all reply while Carlos comes behind you and picks you up throwing you over his shoulder and launching you onto the part of the sofa next to Charles.

"Carlos be careful" you laugh at him, holding one hand on your chest and another around his neck.

"Just an hour of chilling? Then we'll do lunch and more skiing?" he asks using those big brown eyes off his.

"Alright fine" you smile, pulling him in for a hug as you tune into the show Alex and Charles had on.

You could 100% get used to this life.

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[hootbon]

I want to wear jax' face like a skii mask

Is this what you wanted

Edit: I realize I read this wrong but oh well

[octopiys]

Do I have a ton of wips to work on? perchance. BUT

I so badly need to write a stupid fic. A stupid hallmark kind of Ghostsoap fic where there's a good ending but it's predictable in the best ways and there's a happy time and the holidays can be good for Ghost for once. I need Soap to stumble into a town after an op gone bad and being forced to retire due to injury, and I need him to find the older hot hermit that runs a Christmas tree farm but everybody rarely sees him. I need Soap to bump into him on his monthly grocery run, and I need

"Watch it." A gruff voice says, almost running the back of his heels over with a shopping cart.

As Soap turns around I don't need him to cower but just be in shock of this dude in a skull patterned sweater, wearing what appears to be an old skii mask. I need him to

"Shite, yer just built like a brick chimney are ya? Not surprised ya didn't see me. I'm John MacTavish, but you can call me Johnny if ya want- or if ya want to call me anything else that'd be fine too." I want him to stumble over his words and get them out flustered, but his composure is still maintained. I want Ghost to huff a short annoyance and turn away, and I want Soap to look after him like a lost puppy and try and find out about him.

I want the town baker who's covered in frosting and sugar to slyly imply that Soap was practically in love with this woodsman, and I want him to become Soap's best friend, and the town calls him Gaz because of a child who witnessed him almost blow up a gas oven and wouldn't call him anything different.

I wannt Soap to get an impromptu job as an elk vet, (who he really shouldn't be) but the shepherd needed an extra hand and Soap was in the right place at the right time.... depending on who you asked. I want the shepherd's most noticeable features to be his wicked facial hair and sideburns and I want him to be Price.

I want Price to ask Soap to return to his house as a favor, and Soap meets Price's husband and also his best friend who lives just down the road from their farm. I want Soap to stay for dinner, and he does, fits right in as if these were people he's known for years.

I want the front door to open and I want everyone to expect it was Price, so Soap goes over to ask about one of the female elk who was having trouble trying to calf, and I want him to come face to face with the lumberjack-skullface guy from the store and I want-

[aristotels]

kinda long thought train on slavic aesthetic of money and drip

w the current ongoing discussion on healeds blog about neoamericana aesthetics i got thinking

ive seen someone commenting that all these neoamericana aesthetics are "reclamations of white trash identity"; and all this started making me wonder where did "slavic aesthetic" of adidas, vodka, cigarettes, skii masks etc come from

there is obv one aesthetic relating to poverty; especially in yugoslav countries. we have two things at hand - 1) poverty of damaged socialism, 2) "slav drip" with rappers and trap becoming more and more popular.

interestingly, two croatian songs as of late portray this very well; first case rim tim tagi dim, which talks about leaving your country and mass immigration, and tokyo drift about the money, cars, etc (ofc you get a guy with a skii mask).

...but while i was writing this and watching the videos, i noticed that in the first case, song about immigration and poverty - also has a guy in the fucking skii mask

and we get this "street mafia drip" in both songs; dont be fooled by cool cars in the second one, it still takes place in front of an old building with 1950 grafitti (football thing).

and this isnt the first time weve seen this in yugoslav pop culture; vratiće se rode was about gangs, "god drives mercedes" by zabranjeno pušenje was also a comment on gang richness. but involving the new autotune music and starting to celebrate that drip in a cool way, unlike rode or mercedes which criticize it, did not come naturally; on the contrary, i think its a product of the slav aesthetic we see around. i was gonna say nobody in croatia drives these cool ass cars but my dealer did, so like

theres this mix of poverty and becoming rich via gang lifestyle, and i just wonder where it all started, or if we are playing chicken and egg here. i remember when "slavs in tracksuits" was meme de jour, but did we ever analyze where and why it came from? because it absolutely was rooted in "slavs = violence, unintelligence, barbarianism"; and thick accent was absolutely hilarious to western audience, that eventually we all started playing into it as well; and i dont think people were laughing with us, but at us. i think they still do

idk where i was going with this but whatever if i leave it in drafts it will just die, if anyone has anything interesting to add feel free to

[randomwriteronline]

Honestly, he was unsure if there could have been a more jarring way to find out than this.

-

Kopaka squinted at the sky, trying to decipher the sun's position without blinding himself; Pohatu, much more used to looking straight at it, followed his gaze and informed him of the time faster than an analog clock. Not answering, the Toa of Ice stood up suddenly, though making no abrupt movements, and dusted off his legs.

"Ah, you need to go already?" his friend whined a little. He picked himself up from the ground, shivering the snow off his arms: "Such a shame! You'll have to teach me how to track Ko-Wahi Rahi another time. It was good fun being here, though."

The other gave a quiet hum before nodding: "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Coming to this date."

Pohatu turned to him sharply, but failed to speak. He blinked only once, very fast, and stared at the other Toa as he just collected his things and got ready to leave back for his Koro with the most casual attitude in the world.

"This was a date?" he choked out at last.

Kopaka looked at him in the eyes: "Yes," was all he said before very carefully cupping the Toa of Stone's head in his hands and nuzzling the foreheads of their masks together.

Then, as though the impossibly tender gesture had been akin to a distracted wave of a hand, he turned around and walked away.

Pohatu, stunned out of his wits by the surprise, stood perfectly still.

"This was a date?" he repeated much louder; but Kopaka had already speeded off and disappeared into the white cliffs of his region.

-

"Kopaka took me on a date?"

"And?"

He glared at Tahu with nothing short of complete bafflement: "What do you mean, 'And?', isn't that weird enough on its own?"

"No," Gali replied.

"Not in the slightest," Onua confirmed.

"Yeah, he datetakes you manytimes everofter," Lewa added as he dangled upside down, looking the least excited or intrigued or vaguely interested he'd ever been so far, "It's not oddstrange at all. It's borenormal, really."

Pohatu's eyes cycled through them at a speed that would have made anybody else dizzy before he was able to collect his thoughts into intelligible words again.

"I'm," he finally managed, struggling to string a coherent sequence of syllables for a moment: "Alright, it's - I'm - ok, alright, ok, alright, ok, alright, ok, ok, ok, alright, ok, name one time - ONE singular time, before now, when Kopaka took me on a date."

"When he showed you the cave with the ice stalagmites," Onua answered immediately.

"When he had you give him a tour of the quarry," Tahu added so quickly that their words almost mixed together.

"When he took you to Lake Naho after it froze," Gali continued just as quickly.

"When he asked you how to sculptmake flowers so he could do it with ice."

"Every Po-Koro and Ko-Koro kohlii match he asked you to see with him."

"That one time he was bed-bound and sent you a message so you would come over to him."

"That one time you were bed-bound so he came over to you himself."

"When he skiied you down mount Ihu."

"When you watched the sunset by the Po-Wahi dock at the beach."

"When he asked you to show him Hafu's works."

"When you went hunting together."

"Both twotimes."

"Weren't they three?"

"I think it was two."

"No, they were three. The third time I think Kopeke was there."

"Oh, yes - you said he helped pull you out of a snow mound."

Frantically waved hands stopped them from going any further, allowing Pohatu a second or two of respite so that he could digest the torrential flow of information.

He managed about half of that: "Lake Naho was two weeks ago," he found himself fixating on.

The other Toa nodded.

"He's been taking me on dates for two weeks?"

At that, Gali made a strange face: "No? Weren't you listening? Some of the stuff we said was from way before that, like two months."

Pohatu shortcircuited briefly.

"WHAT."

-

"I have a question."

Kopaka waited for him to continue.

"So," Pohatu swallowed to get out of the pit of embarrassment the silence was digging around him. "You said that last time was a date."

"Yes."

"Ok. Ok, alright, good to know. I asked to others if it was - well, if it was a little weird, because y- we- nevermind, and they... Apparently, almost every time we've hung out, according to them, was a date."

"Correct."

The Toa of Stone made a very weird noise.

Like a cooling fan wheezing its last quietest hurrah before blowing up in an exploding ball of fire and plastic scraps.

"They were?" he cawed out.

"Yes."

"I... All of them?"

"Most."

"Like how... How many? Out of all of them?"

"Seventy to eighty."

"Percent?"

"Yes."

Pohatu made that sound again.

"I. Did not. Know, that those were dates."

"I'm aware."

"What-? The whole time?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"I did not tell you."

It took a few moments to digest that information: "On purpose?" Pohatu finally asked.

"Yes."

"I'm... Why."

Now Kopaka bristled and furrowed his brows, his shoulders tightening a little: "It would have been embarrassing," he replied quietly as he tried to sound nonchalant, "Asking you directly."

No reply came for a few moments, as the other was too flabbergasted to do anything but stare at him.

"You've been... Hold on, how long have you been taking me on dates? Exactly?"

"Three months."

Pohatu's gaze turned to the sky for a few moments as he very quickly did the math, fingers twitching as he calculated.

His eyes widened in what resembled mild impossible horror; his head whipped to face Kopaka again so quickly that the Toa of Ice was actually startled.

"You've been taking me on dates since A WEEK AND A HALF after we first met?!"

"Yes?"

"AND YOU DID NOT TELL ME?!"

Kopaka grimaced at the volume: "As I said. Embarrassing."

The other Toa either did not want to dignify him with a verbal response or had his vocalizer melted into a puddle. He held his head in his hands with the face of a man who has had the worst, most puzzling news of his life.

In unusual complete silence he turned away from Kopaka, took a few steps, kneeled to the ground, got on all fours, allowed his head to smack into the snow, and let his body go limp as he submitted to the absurdity of whatever was happening to him in a quiet plea to spare him from this insanity.

Kopaka watched him in a state of similar stillness for a few minutes.

Then, shuffling in place, he mumbled: "I can stop if it bothers you-"

"NO," Pohatu shrieked as he jumped back to his feet way faster than his previous misery would have let one imagine, "No no no no no no, I like the dates, it's - I'm not like this over the dates, the dates are great, the dates are spectacular, I like them, I love them, I love you, I want to go on dates with you, I'm like this over you not telling me they're dates for all this time, BUT now that I know they are dates it's not- it's- now that I know that we go on dates and these things, that we have, are dates, it's all good, and I want to go on dates, I was just taken aback to learn they were dates after three months, apparently, but it's FINE it's fine we cleared that up so it's ALL good, I love them I love you let's go on dates."

Kopaka did not reply to that immediately.

"What was that," he asked at last, really, really quietly.

"Reassurance." Pohatu exlained.

"No. That part."

"I'm going to need you to be more specific."

"The last one."

"I want to go on dates with you."

"Before that."

"I love you."

The Toa of Ice shrunk in himself, face scrunching up: "Don't say it like that," he begged.

"Like that how?"

"Out loud."

Pohatu stared directly into his eyes.

"It's embarrassing."

Pohatu stared directly into his eyes harder.

He tenderly held his face in his hands, sucked in the longest breath his lungs could hold as noisily as possible--

And immediately got the other's freezing hands clamping his mouth shut under his mask before he could spite him by screaming to the immense vastness of Mata Nui himself that he loved him.

If looks could have killed, Kopaka's would not have even left a body to be buried behind.

"You are insufferable," he hissed through gritted teeth.

Then he pushed his forehead against Pohatu's and nuzzled him like tomorrow was yet to be made into a thinkable concept.

-

Fifteen minutes later, the just as intensely reciprocated nuzzling came to an end.

"Were we doing something?" Pohatu asked, a little breathless and fairly certain his legs were bent and half melted like butter left too long out of a freezer on a 30 degree celsius kind of day, and that if he tried to walk right now he would faceplant directly in the snow.

"I was going to teach you how to track a Kavinika."

"Right. Yes. Right. Ok. Alright. Right. Yes. ...Ok. Yes. ... ...Yes."

"Do you need a moment?"

"Honestly yeah."

[praxieuser]

PRAXIE'S SUPER AWESOME SUPER COOL THEORY ABOUT DANIEL BEING IN THE MOB:

because the where the magic awakens discord server seemed to vibe with it, and it's like. a little bit funny.

SPOILERS MAY BE PRESENT! PROCEED WITH CAUTION!

as the title says, i thought up a crack theory about the Pages being previously part of / in charge of / otherwise involved in a mob. here is the thought process for how my adhd crack led me down this path:

1.) the headline of the muggle news paper and what it implies

note that the headline is "The Bloody Pages" headlines during the turn of the century were more dramatic, news headlines i've seen are more straight forward if the perpatrators aren't well known. for example: "Father-Son Duo: Mass Heist, Mass Murder" would be what i would expect if the Pages were largely unknown. but they are specifically references by their last name implying the family itself is pretty infamous for this kind of thing. and while i can't quite ascertain this, dad Page and bro Page look like they're dressed in that sort of 20th century gangster style in their picture of them getting arrested: dark coat, dark vest instead of looking like run in the mill burglars with skii masks.

2.) the gravity of their crimes

it's implied that along with a heist, they've committed mass murder. this implies to me that if they killed that much people in one sitting, they either had other people with them OR it was just the two of them but they had firepower, and since this is the UK and not the US, purchasing guns has stricter regulations, especially guns that are something like AK-47s? with the intent of doing harm? the chances are they'll sniff you out.

this to me implies either: they had the power and influence to rally up goons OR they had the money and contacts to smuggle arms

3.) this partially explains kaleena and esme's thing

starting with kaleena, not only does it partially explain her infamy in the wizarding world (imagine, a wizard not only doing magic in front of muggles/to harm muggles but being in a muggle mob?) it also coincides with gridley calling her a world class criminal. maybe she was more underground before marrying daniel's dad, but ended up coming up on the surface as she became more involved in the mob, whichever path, it makes it clear she has experience in criminality

for esme, it explains the "knows more than she lets on" thing she has going on: she knows of her mother's involvement in the mob, but since she was definitely still underage, we can say she was kept farther from it. she probably hasn't seen anything firsthand, but she knows what she knows. we could also say that in general aside from their older brother, the Page kids were kept far away from gang business for there safety: making it so daniel didn't know about the mob

4.) shit i highkey made up but listen that's what you're here for

so then, if kaleena was in the mob, we could say that maybe by the time she had daniel, she decided to be less involved in the frontlines to stay with the kids more since they're a huge vulnerability bc they're in a mob and presumably have a few enemies, but also bc she probably genuinely cared for them. making it so she's very close with daniel, which could explain the strength of daniel's later denial

then we could say that, by the time dad Page and bro Page get arrested, she's old and she's rusty with her magic, since she's been spending most of her time taking care of the kids for a few years, explaining why she gets caught despite being a "world class criminal". but then all daniel would know is his father and brother are the big bad, and his mom just loved them so much she tried to break them out. and since he was still very young, we can say that esme didn't want to tell him the truth bc you try telling your 5 year old brother both of your currently incarcerated parents, one of which is he is very attached to, were mobsters.

and because he's got a whole complex about it by the present time, having The Talk™ with him is even more complicated, especially when esme herself is presumably only somewhere aroumd 17-19 years old and has to juggle taking care of daniel and her own personal struggles brought on by the arrest of her parents

5.) but why doesn't daniel know about the mob in the present time?

could be that he knows his parents are in a mob but doesn't say it bc his whole thing is getting bullied for crimes his family did and he'd rather not pour gasoline on a house on fire, and is under the belief that his mother was there against her will OR that his mother wasn't involved at all, bar her trying to break dad Page and bro Page put of jail.

and thats my delulu corkboard crack theory on why daniel's family is part of the mob. thank you 🚶

[wildpeachfarm]

he probably can't wear his regular hat. watch him show up in a skii mask 💀

NOT THE SKI MASK😭💀💀💀

[crashcitycentral]

[ Concept: Bart uses the Camcorder Preston gave him to leave Preston a message vlog style that he’s given after his death, cause the concept was there but never touched and I want Preston to know his best friend didn’t just disappear. ]

Bart sets up the camcorder on the top book of the stack on his desk, angling it to face the chair he had sat in front of it. It was the one Preston gave to him, and he finally figured out what he wanted to record. A little memo for Preston to find.

He flips open the screen and presses the power button.

The video starts with Bart’s arm still outstretched to the camera, tongue stuck between his lips as he fiddles around with the controls. “Oh. The red means it’s on, right? Shoot!” The clip cuts to static for a few moments before it’s back again and this time he’s in his chair.

“Got it to work! Man, technology here is so confusing. Nothing like from my time.” He shakes his head. “Hey, Pres. you may know me as Bart, or daredevil Allen. If you’re seeing this, well, I’m guessing I’m not around anymore. But that’s okay! I probably went out super cool.”

“Man, where to start. I guess I wanted to tell you my secret but I didn’t know how. Max says I have to keep it hush hush but. I dunno, I don’t want to. Not from you.”

“Carol knows, though she kinda figured it out. It was an accident really, I ain’t never been too good at this secret identity stuff but here goes. I am Impulse.”

“Saying that finally is… wow. I’m sure you have a lot of questions so I’ll try to go over everything in this before i run out of space on this rinkidink camcorder you gave me. Er, no offense.”

“The Flash is my Grandpa and second Flash is my second cousin, once removed. I was born in the year 2980. Crazy, right? That will probably make some stuff I did or said make sense now, huh?”

It cuts again, this time to him upside down in the chair, back on the seat and feet kicked up in the air. “I want you to know you’re my best friend. Which is why I’m tellin you all this.”

“Max isn’t really my uncle, but he is my Guardian after Wally… anyways, he’s got superspeed too but he like, never uses it. Lame. He just coaches me on the sidelines. And Helen, she’s great! Like my big sister. She’s Max’s daughter but doesn’t have powers.”

“Oh! Y’know my dog, Dox? He’s got super intelligence! Not entirely sure how…”

“The first superhero I was friends with was Grant. Er- Damage. He’s cool, you’d like him a lot. I haven’t seen him much nowadays.”

“I’m on a new team now. ‘Young Justice’ they call us. Awful name, right? Like hellooo, we’re trying to get out of our mentors shadows. I’m not even a sidekick!”

“I met Rob on a skii trip before we met in the masks, can you believe that? He’s smart. Like Carol. I hope they never meet or we’d be doomed!”

“There’s superboy. He’s kinda like the block-head jocks at our school but he has moments where he’s okay.”

“Wondergirl is awesome! I saw her pick up a car a few days ago. Wish I got it on camera for you, you’d love it.”

“Secret and Empress are really cool as well. Secret is like, super nice and matches my energy. I don’t know if you’d know who Empress is, she just joined us, but she’s got a sword! Won’t let me use it…”

“There’s Slobo, he’s a pretty rock and roll kinda punk, pretty sure he’s goth or somethin. One of them head-whippin’ screamers we hear on the banned radio stations.”

“There’s this girl, Arrowette. She’s like, my superhero best friend. Or maybe I just befriend blondes.” He pauses a moment and looks up at the camera. “You’re still my number one, though.”

“Even with all these heroes and powers, you, Carol, and Roland are… different. I dunno how to describe it. It’s like… you’re normal, and treat me like I’m normal, y’know? We’re just kids when it’s us. No responsibilities.”

Bart goes quiet and the tape cuts again to him stacking cards into a tower. “I’m not really sure what I’m expecting to happen to me. Max says I’m ’danger deficit’, whatever that means. I just want you to know that.. I’m not really gone? If I have to go away for a mission somewhere far away or if I fall through a wormhole, you’re still my best friend.” He huffs a sigh, the breath knocking down his cards.

The next cut shows him juggling a rubix cube, bouncy ball, and boomerang. “Did you know I have a brother? Yeah, me neither. Remember that time my mom visit? Well, she’s from the future too, like me. She told me she had another son named Owen who’s in this century too. Think I’ll ever get to meet him?”

“I never met my dad but I heard lots bout him from Mom and future Grandma. He was killed right after I was born by my other grandpa. Sprocked up, huh?”

“There’s my cousin Jenni! You remember Jenni, right? She was my partner for the talent show last year. Her hero name is XS and she works with superheroes in space! It’s awesome, right?? That’s where I met Brainy too. He’s kinda mean but in a funny way.”

He’s back in his chair again, chin propped on both his palms and legs kicking out under him. “Grandpa says he doesn’t believe in me. Wally says I’m annoying and negligent. All I wanted..” he shakes his head and covers the camera with his hand.

He’s up again, this time wearing his Impulse suit, holding his arms out like he’s showing off. “Cool, huh? Batman named me Impulse, though he said it was a warning. He’s kinda a stick in the mud, but the whole ninja stuff is cool. Too strict for my taste though, I wonder how Rob puts up with it.”

“I guess I don’t have much else to say. I hope you get this someday and I’m not making a fool of myself, talking to a camera for nothing. Don’t tell Max. I’ll see you later, Pres.”

The video ends.

[burningxdaylight]

my character in our dnd Skyrim campaign used two dragon priest masks and staffs to skii down a mountain and escape an avalanche

this campaign is so wild I love it!!!!

[20doozers]

Idk if country boys are worse or those boys who try to be part of the GaNg and look cool when they're English makes my ears bleed

They be walking around with their pants under their asses, and those skii face masks that make me wanna gag.

I mean, at least they’re showing off?

(I’m no better than a man jk I am a man looking at people’s asses)

I mean have you seen a man with an absolute bakery shoved in tight bootcut jeans??

I mean fr. Save a horse ride a cowboy🥰

[askthediscordedcrusaders]

sleepy anon here.... how's ur day bloomie?

Cue Diamond Tiara, Babs and Silver Spoon running out screaming in terror as Apple Bloom walks out from the shadows with a skii mask laughing.

“Pretty good~!”

[web-spinning]

hello!! i adoreeee you writing fr

can you do a reader with a rly thick head of hair but NEVER puts it up?

but they only put it up in serious situations? and like they have like scars and moles and other beautiful things on their face that the hair didn't show?

I REALLY WANNA SEE WHAT THEY DOO🤪

thank you! but fr i do adore your writing❤️

A / N- Thank you anon! I decided to make it a bit shorter? Hope you enjoy anyway!

Mercs reacting to the reader revealing their beauty marks.

Scout- stares in awe...one could say disrespectfully, and he'll never admit it, but he thinks you look cute,

Soldier- he doesn't have the notice span to even know, however he probably realizes a day or two after,

Pyro- very glad you decided to " open up " about it, thing like this make him want to take off thar old smoke mask,

Demoman- he always felt like the outcast towards the rest of the group ( he ain't exactly a soft skinned, white Australian ), and he makes sure you don't feel like he did at first. I imagine Mrs. DeGroot also put a bit of pressure on him for this, " You ain't gonna get married with those pores, laddie! ". He definitely has it easier knowing it's completely okay and lots of other people have it too, rather than beating himself about it,

Heavy- doesn't say anything, just gives you a gentle pat on the shoulder, saying something in his native language underbreath,

Engineer- like the group dad he is, he tells you you look " finer than frogs' hair split four ways ", which sounds like an insult, but it's actually a Southern compliment,

Medic- he doesn't think much of it, as a doctor he met thousands of patient and let me tell you, every single one of us has some delicatness about ourselves,

Sniper- " please don't make me want to take off my hat please don't make me want to take off my hat please don't OH FUC- ", which translates to congratulations, seeing how the mercs didn't made fun of you, his self consciousness shut down a bit,

Spy- if only he had enough courage to take off that skii mask...can you please help him, feel like he could take a lot from you.