#leroy shield

[mortifiedandawesome]

Marvin Hatley Speaks / Ku-Ku

if you love this album/collection I love you

#laurel and hardy #beau hunks #the beau hunks #leroy shield #hal roach

[chiefdirector]

y'all are going to be so sick of me. for whumptober i have decided to FEED the NCIS fandom. Here are all of my NCIS fics and their corresponding days. lemme know if you wanna be tagged for my NCIS tag list, i'd love to tag anyone who wants to read :):)

> No.4 Gut feelings | Tony Dinozzo

> No.8 (alt. 14) Human shield | Tim McGee

> No.10 Warehouse Blues | Leroy Jethro Gibbs

> No.12 Stalkers and Scribes | Leroy Jethro Gibbs

> No.17 Hidden | Ziva David

> No.19 Left Behind | G. Callen

> No.21 Just Forget the World | Tony Dinozzo

> No.22 Blame Game | G. Callen

> No.26 Bullets and Broken Glass | G. Callen

> No.27 Soulmates | Tony Dinozzo

> No.28 Promises | Tony Dinozzo

> No.31 Loss | Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Masterlist | Whumptober Masterlist

also my NCIS requests are always open :):) (hint hint)

#ncis x reader #tony dinozzo x reader #leroy jethro gibbs x reader #jethro gibbs x reader #tim mcgee x reader #chiefdirector #talks #ailesswhumptober2023

[lem-n-aid]

Uriel Preston: And other stuff

Got inspired by @skenisasleb to make a few outfits for Uriel, a south park oc of mine, and a few episodes for him too! ( They are just the top third of the outfit, sorry! And btw, the quotation marks are names of episodes. Spoilers for post covid and return of covid)

1-"Pirrup your dukes": (this was when pip was alive) Upset that a kind boy like Pip would be tossed around with no remorse, Uriel decides to train him on some self defense techniques. Despite the genuine goodness of the former, Pip decides to us this training and beat his bullies to a pulp, and Uriel has to stop his friend before things get way out of hand.

2-"Coke flavored fish": When Uriel's parents, Coral and Marco, get back from a more than 20 year monster hunt from their jobs, they gotta make up the time that they couldn't spend with their son. To kill 3 birds with one stone, as they find out his adopted sis is a monster (so they gotta see if she's worth taking care of) and they have to hunt for a beast in a large area of water, the parents decide for a fishing trip. Plot A would be that Uriel fishes with, questionable bait, and plot B would center around Coral's Tension with Trixie, and the shenanigans that follow.

3-"What's best for her": Meeting an exchange student named Yentl, (This takes place before the first future of post covid) he's head over heels as he wishes no only to complete a to-do list from his far-off sis, but also to befriend someone new. However, Uriel is in tough competition with Cartman and is gonna have to duke it out for love( Using gifts of course), but looses at the end when Yentl wants to be Cartman's girlfriend due to her concern that Uriel is going ill from wasting so much energy on trying to please her.

4- Leroy Redhood: His Stick of truth sona. He's an old tavern keeper who wants to unite all creatures of Zaron. His place is where other species can mingle and interact with each other, but is restricted of violence against others inside (There will always be those annoying loopholes). 3 of these customers decide to stay to help with the tavern, and this is where his protective instincts shine (Calling the three his kids and other stuff). You dare hurt one of kids? Well get ready to feel figurative hell! He carries a basket with a spike on the bottom to double as a shield.

5- HoudiNick: In the day? Just an ordinary apathetic but still caring Fashionista, giving customers only the best of fabrics and materials to make a high grade superhero costume. At Night? A ruthless motherfucker that shows no mercy, has an endgame of blowing up earth, and burned his sister once( That was the most extreme instance of sibling wars with Trixie). The reason for turning evil was because he gave up trying to unite both franchises, and turned to the darkness, wreaking as much havoc as possible by trying to get as many secrets the heroes have and leak them to the entire town. His weapons are his trusty double-headed silver spear and his hat of infinity that stores bombs and other interesting stuff. To get him, you have to listen to every single conversation he has. You get limited amounts of dialogue at first, but he will open up to you as the game goes on, deciding to officially join you after he hears news of both franchises reuniting( But not before you defeat him in a battle, the mechanic being that he empty or even use your ultimate meter for his own ultimate when he can).

6- Post Covid(Original Timeline): In the original timeline, with his sister stuck in Canada, Uriel tried to get a list done of "Things to do when your sis is away," the only thing that remains incomplete was getting a girlfriend( Which was Yentl, but they are still good friends). The future sees Uriel as a Butler to Kenny, as he gave him a job of being a butler when almost all jobs got automated by robots. When Kenny dies, the will tells him to help out the other boys when he can. However, Cartman uses the will to his advantage, and makes him steal the machine to use it 'For the greater good( Which is to kill Kyle in hopes to stop this mess.)' Once Uriel finds out the true plan, he pulls out his double sided spear when Cartman fistfights Kyle to stop the two, only to have to put down the weapon when Yentl exclaims her disbelief on how Cartman used to be, and how he is now. (I'll do the altered future Uriel in another post)

I think I started this a week ago, but kept postponing it cause I was lazy. If you want more Info about Uriel and my ocs, don't be afraid to ask.

#tfbw #tsot #south park #sp oc #Uriel Preston

[thatwritingho]

Kloktober Day 1

Favorite Character or OTP

My favorite character is half of my OTP, so both!

Pairing: Relish! Which is Pickles the Drummer and Olive Axworthy, my OC. get it, because pickle and olive relish, hahaha

Rating: SFW, only mildly suggestive moments

Summary: Pickles makes a miscalculation when planning a date with Olive. Luckily, he thinks of a better plan, and so they ditch the fancy restaurant they both hated to relocate.

What a perfect night for a cemetery date.

.

It was beautiful.

Glittering crystal chandeliers, polished marble floors, spotless white tablecloths, and a bouquet of fresh flowers in the center of their private, tucked away table with a gorgeous view of the city, shielded by a wall of live greenery.

It was beautiful.

And Olive looked absolutely miserable. 

Gorgeous, in a black velvet dress that slit up to her hip and gave her immaculate cleavage, showing off both her sleeve and thigh tattoo. Her wild curls were more tamed than usual, her makeup dark and stunning. Around her neck hung the anatomically correct heart pendant he gifted her. Silver glinted from each of her ear piercings, bracelets dangled from her wrists, rings covered her fingers, her nails shone black and pointed.

She was gorgeous, stunning, breathtaking… but still miserable, all the same. 

As Olive finished the last bite of her dessert, Pickles gulped down the rest of his wine, bracing himself. 

"Everythin' okee, babe?"

Dark eyes flit up to meet green, and she shrugged. 

"Yeah. Everything's fine."

The raising of a single pierced brow was all it took, and she sighed, teething at her tongue ring.

"It's just. Y'know…." she gestured around with her eyes.

"What?"

“This place, it’s just…”

“Yeah?”

“...fancy.”

“Is dat a bad thing?”

Olive shrugged, “I mean, like, objectively, no.”

“Okee… And, uh, not objectively?”

“Subjectively?” sighing, she chewed at her lip, glancing around, “It’s just. Not really my thing.”

Pickles nodded, staring at her as he considered how to turn this date around. Where could they go now that she would like? Hell, where did she even like to go? It was too late for a museum or a bookstore, they were too dressed up to go break into some abandoned building or walk in a park. Where was he gonna take her, a fucking mausoleum?

Oh. 

Duh.

Grin curling up his lips, Pickles stood, carelessly tossing some cash from his wallet down onto the table, "Well what the hell're we doin' here, den? Let's get outta this place."

Smiling, Olive placed her hand in his offered one, standing to follow him to the limo. She snorted when Pickles insisted on opening the door for her, but thanked him anyway, waiting inside as he whispered something to the driver before joining her. The ride was largely uneventful, save for Pickles slipping down the straps of Olive's dress to snort a line or two or five off her tits. 

When it finally rolled to a stop, Olive pried her lips from Pickles', peering out the tinted windows as a large grin took over her face. As she turned back to him, dark eyes sparkling, face lit up in childish delight, and asked "Really?!" with more excitement in her voice than he had ever heard, Pickles felt his stomach flip, heat rushing to his face as his mouth went dry. 

"Y-yeah, dood."

Lips pressed to his cheek in a soft, sweet kiss, and Olive bumped the tip of her nose to his.

"Thank you."

Before he had a chance to respond, she gripped his hand and nearly drug him from the limo, but Pickles managed to grab the doorframe, stopping just in time.

"Whoah, dood, hang ahn! Jeezus, the skeletons aren't going anywhere!"

Pickles rummaged back inside, Olive pulling a face when he returned, a pierced brow raising in question.

"What?"

"Is there anything other than champagne?"

Pickles gave her an incredulous look. 

"...yew don't like champagne?"

"No."

"...okee. Well, there's a '78 Giacomo Conterno Monfortino or a '96 Domaine Leroy Romanée-Saint-Vivant Grand Cru in dere, too, if yah want one of those instead."

"I have no idea what that means."

Pickles grinned at her blank face, "Ones a barolo, ones a pinot noir."

"...I still don't know what that means. It's just wine. Whatever is fine, it all tastes the same, anyway."

The grin fell from his face at her words, replaced with an expression of shock, disbelief, and mild horror.

"Babe, yew… yew don't actually mean dat, right?"

Olive shrugged. 

"Yeah. I mean, aside from the color difference, it all just tastes like wine."

Shell shocked, Pickles swapped the bottle of champagne out for the ten-thousand dollar bottle of wine, the knowledge that it would be absolutely wasted on her beginning to set in. 

It just tastes like wine. 

Jesus Christ. 

He needed to take her to a wine tasting yesterday.

Shaking it off, Pickles slung his arm over Olive's shoulders as they walked through the gates of the cemetery, glancing around at the fog hanging low on the ground, the murder of crows cawing and pecking amongst the headstones nearby as they meandered along the path, the clack of Olive's heels loud in the chilled air. A gentle breeze sent her curls dancing, swaying and rustling the leaves left clinging on the skeletons of trees, an owl hooting somewhere off in the distance.

What a perfect night for a cemetery date. 

The moon shone bright behind the sparse, wispy clouds, lighting up her face, her happy, relaxed expression such a stark contrast to the one worn at dinner he could hardly reconcile the two.

"Wanna know somethin'?"

"Hm?"

Pickles leaned in close, whispering, "I fuckin' hate fancy restaurants, too."

Olive laughed, loud and sudden and so hard she snorted, slapping a hand over her mouth as Pickles laughed at her, the both continuing to giggle at each other as the conversation continued.

"Then why did we go!"

"I don't know, dood! A fancy dinner, dats, like, the date!"

"Yeah, but it sucks!"

"Yer tellin' me! Gahd, got all dressed up in dis stupid suit fer nothin'."

Pickles tugged at his already loosened tie as Olive laughed harder, unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt

"Yew look hot as hell, though. 'least dere's dat."

Heat flushed to her face at the compliment, and she smiled, biting her lip as Pickles grinned his crooked grin at her.

"Oh, hey," Pickles grabbed her elbow, steering her to the side, "We're here."

Raising a brow as Pickles veered off path, Olive pauses to slip off her heels before following him barefoot amongst the graves, the ground cold and dew-damp on her feet. At the base of a tall, wide, old oak tree, Pickles plopped down in the grass, half-sitting half-laying against it's base.

Grinning up at her, he pat his lap in invitation, "Saved a seat jest fer yew, baby. Best one in da whole house."

Her deadpan made him laugh, and Olive rolled her eyes with a fond smile before dropping down. Freckled arms wrapped securely around her as she curled up in his lap, finger tips ghosting along her arm to raise goosebumps.

The two passed the bottle of wine back and forth, chatting here and there.

"Hey."

Lifting her head from his chest, Olive was met with lips on hers, tasting of wine and weed and cigarettes. His hand gently cupped her face, thumb caressing over her cheek as their lips met time and again, Pickles relishing the way Olive melted into him more and more with each press.

Parting his lips from her was no easy feat - it never was -  but Pickles managed, bumping their noses as his eyes sought Olive's in the moonlight. Their breaths puffed and mixed between them, curls scented of wine forming to dance on the crisp night air. 

Mouth curling into a crooked grin, Pickles kissed over to her ear and nipped, facial hair tickling with his next words, "Heh. Wanna go fuck ahn a grave?"

.

To be continued ;)

Thanks for reading, please let me know what you think!

If you'd like to read more of these two, check out Momento Mori, and Olive's Mtl OC Wiki page!!

#kloktober 2023 #kloktober #kloktober2023 #olive axworthy #pickles the drummer #metalocalypse #metalocalypse oc #mtl oc #metalocalypse fanfic #mtl fanfic #momento mori

[ash-whimsicalfanfic]

Agent Rushmore (CH 2)

Leroy Jethro Gibbs X Fem OC/Reader

Word Count: 1523

Warning: Mild language, violence, gore, guns, fluff, smut, angst, PTSD, graphic scenes…

Prompt: Special Agent Locklyn Rushmore, a highly trained Russian assassin who is skilled in all forms of hand-to-hand combat, weaponry, negotiating, and more. When her cover is blown, she is returning back to NCIS headquarters in D.C…

Locklyn Rushmore POV

I dress in a red tank-top, pulling on my black jeans and combat boots. I walk out of the mini hotel room and a SWAT agent hands me a vest. I put in on as I'm handed my weapon belt with my sidearm and throwing knives. I put my mini sidearm under my pant leg and an extra knife under my other pant leg. I was handed a sniper that I throw the sling over my neck.

I was surrounded by SWAT agents as we head down to the main floor and out to the bulletproof truck I'm put in. My anxiety spiked as we neared the Navy yard. I haven't been here in years.

The SWAT team I've been issued was out first before one helps me out. I was surrounded by agents as we walked into the building. I had my credentials and I was told they had added my card and facial/eye identification back onto the system.

We somehow squeezed into the elevator and once we were off, I ignored the looks from the other NCIS agents.

"I think I'm safe now." I say.

"We were given strict orders to guard you at all times. No matter what you say Special Agent Rushmore." Logan says and I sigh, nodding.

"At least allow me to lead the way to the Directors office." I mutter.

"Area is secure here so I can allow it." He says.

I break through their circle of protection, walking up the stairs that were all too familiar. They were right on my heels and I yelp as Logan tackles me, but a shot goes off.

"Sorry Special Agent Rushmore. Saw the red dot and didn't have time to forewarn. Team! Secure the area!" He shouts.

Everyone breaks off, calling in more teams and Logan shields me with his body as he guides me up the stairs and away from the windows. I get to the Directors office and she was waiting.

"Locklyn! Oh goodness, your okay." She says.

The door opens and my eyes take in the man who walked in. He was tall, I'd say about six foot. He had silver hair and the bluest eyes I've ever seen. He had a lean build and I tilt my head curiously at him.

"Locklyn, this is Special Agent Leroy Gibbs. You'll be placed on his team. Jethro, this is Special Agent Locklyn Rushmore." Director Shepard introduces.

I hold my hand out and he takes it, studying me.

"It's nice to meet you, sir. However, I wish it could be under different circumstances." I say.

"Call me Gibbs or boss. I'm not one for sir." He says.

"Of course, ma'am." I tease and he snorts, trying to hide his smile as he looks aways.

"Locklyn, you look..." Director Shepard says.

"I know, Jen. Looks worse than what it is. My cover was blown, but I'm sure you know that already. I know someone on the inside has to do with it. I don't know what department, but I heard them talking before they figured out I was undercover." I say.

"I will call for the list of people who know about it." She says.

"No. It'll raise flags. I memorized all those on my case. We need to analyze each person individually and determine who'd be capable of working both sides." I say.

"Okay." She says.

"Thank you." I say.

"We need bulletproof windows on this level. Fired a shot off at her on her way up here." Gibbs says.

"I'll work on that right now. Where can I...put you at for now, Locklyn?" She asks.

"I think it's safest for everyone if I return to my hotel. I have a very capable and experienced team who's detailing me. SWAT. As much as I hate it, Logan saved my ass twice already." I state.

"Go to autopsy. I'll bring the team for you to meet there. There isn't any windows. It's safest down there. We can work on the investigation there until the bulletproof windows are installed. And you really shouldn't be staying at a hotel." Gibbs says.

"Where do you suggest I stay then, Gibbs? They've bombed my house and my car. I have nothing besides this bag." I say.

"With me. Your apart of this team after all." He says.

"I can't do that, Gibbs. Respectfully, I mean that respectfully of course. Then men...this family is dangerous. They'll hurt anyone by any means to get to me. They don't care. I can't put you in danger." I say.

"You don't have a choice, Rushmore. Your staying with me." He says, leaving.

I turn to Director Shepard, confused, but she smiles and shrugs. I quirk a brow at her.

"You knew it'd turn out like that." I mutter.

"It shouldn't be a problem for you, Locklyn. He's your type. Your his type. He has a thing for red heads. You have a thing for older men and even men with silver hair." She says and my cheeks flush red as Logan coughs.

"Shut up, Jen. He's my boss now. Nothing will happen." I scold.

"Sure. You both have this mindset that you'll get what you want no matter what. Now, go. He wants you in autopsy. Surely you remember where that is." She murmurs.

"Indeed I do ma'am." I say.

I turn, going to open the door, but Logan stops me and steps out before me. I look at Director Shepard and she chuckles.

"Hey, I'm glad you have a good team keeping you safe. It'd be a shame if you died." She murmurs.

I roll my eyes, smiling as Logan opens the door, motioning me to follow. I sigh, following after Logan as another team surrounds me.

I pass Gibbs and his team, Gibbs saying they'll use the elevator after us. I was crammed in the middle of all of them and I sigh. The ride down was silent and I was forced to stay on the elevator with a few agents as they clear autopsy. I was relieved when I walked in.

"Ducky!" I exclaim and he grins, rushing towards me as he pulls me into a hug.

"Oh, how I've missed you dear. How are you? Any pain?" He asks, assessing my injuries.

The doors open and Gibbs walks in with his team. I turn back to Ducky and smile.

"I'm fine, Duck. It looks worse than it is. How are you? How's your mother?" I question.

"I'm fine and my mother is doing well. I heard you've got yourself in quite the trouble. I can't say I'm surprised. You Rushmore's really know how to get yourself deep into danger." He teases and I chuckle.

"It's apart of the job." I say.

"You by far are the most stubborn Rushmore I know. I've never met one like you who's so willing to run towards the gunfire or explosions. I never will quite understand you, Locklyn." He says.

The elevator opens and we all look. I see a girl push in a white board. She had black hair that was in pigtails. I smile. She reminded me so much of me before I began working for federal agencies.

"I'm Abby Sciuto." She says, holding her hand out with a grin.

"Locklyn Rushmore. It's nice to meet you, Abby. I love the choker." I say and her eyes sparkle.

"Really!? I wasn’t sure if it was really my style. You see I don't typically where anything, but black chokers with the occasional white. However, I saw this red one with the crazy spikes and I couldn't resist." She says and I smile.

"Red is definitely your color." I say.

"Aww, thanks. I don't know if your hugger, but I can't help it! I'm sorry!" She exclaims, launching herself at me.

Logan's hand twitches and I narrow my eyes at him as I hug Abby back, rubbing her back.

"I'm a hugger too, Abby. Don't worry." I tease and she pulls back with a grin.

"Alright. Abby, go stand with Ducky. Introduce yourselves, guys." Gibbs says.

"I'm Ziva David." She says, stepping forward with her hand out.

"It's nice to meet you. Locklyn Rushmore." I say.

"Anthony DiNozzo. But, I go by Tony." He says.

"DiNozzo. Jen warned me about you. Nice to meet you." I say, shaking his hand as I smirk at his flabbergasted look.

The rest of the team chuckles, finding amusement in his face. He clearly had questions, but I moved onto the last member to meet.

"Timothy McGee. But, I go by Tim." He says.

"Locklyn or Lock. Your the one who wrote books based off his team, right?" I asks and his ears tinge pink.

"Yes, he is." Ziva says with distaste.

"Interesting." I murmur.

"It wasn't really about them. It's works of fictions you see." He mumbles.

"Mhm. Right." I chuckle, stepping back.

Director Shepard walks in with a file and she hands it to me. I look at her.

"I printed off their pictures for you. Thought it would help a bit." She says and I smile.

"Thank you, Director." I say.

#leroy jethro gibbs x reader #leroy jethro gibbs #jethro gibbs #jethro gibbs imagine #jethro gibbs x reader #gibbs x reader #gibbs #gibbs imagine #gibbs smut #ncis gibbs #ncis fandom #ncis mcgee #ncis x reader #ncisedit #ncis fanfiction #ncis ziva #ncis tony #ncis team #ncis fic #ncis imagine #ncis reader insert #ncisverse #fluff #light angst

[gollageek]

Kim: We can't just walk in there without a plan, Ben.

Ben: Kim, I always have plan.

Kim: Grabbing Danny, shouting "Leroy Jenkins, and running in is not a good strategy Ben.

Ben: Okay, but has it failed? Because my count is 12-0, so either you're wrong or Danny has uncanny ability for not dying.

Danny: My shield reaction time has increased 10fold since he started doing it

#ben 10 #danny phantom #jenny wakeman #xj9 #kim possible #team teen #american dragon jake long

[ptseti]

THE MOORS By: Dr. Leroy Vaughn, MD, MBA. A Dynamic, Honest and Powerful View of Black History.

During the European Dark Ages, between the 7th and 14th century AD, the Moorish Empire in Spain became one of the world's finest civilizations. General Tarik and his Black Moorish army from Morocco, conquered Spain after a week-long battle with King Roderick in 711 AD. (The word tariff and the Rock of Gibraltar were named after him). They found that Europe, with the assistance of the Catholic Church, had returned almost to complete barbarism. The population was 90% illiterate and had lost all of the civilizing principles that were passed on by the ancient Greeks and Romans. The Moors reintroduced mathematics, medicine, agriculture, and the physical sciences. Arabic figures including the zero and the decimal point replaced the clumsy Roman numerals. As Dr. Van Sertima says, "You can't do higher mathematics with Roman numerals." The Moors introduced agriculture to Europe including cotton, rice, sugar cane, dates, ginger, lemons, and strawberries. They also taught them how to store grain for up to 100 years and built underground grain silos. They established a world-famous silk industry in Spain. The Moorish achievement in hydraulic engineering was outstanding. They constructed an aqueduct, that conveyed water from the mountains to the city through lead pipes from the mountains to the city. They taught them how to mine for minerals on a large scale, including copper, gold, silver, tin, lead, and aluminium. Spain soon became the world centre for high-quality sword blades and shields. Spain was eventually manufacturing up to 12,000 blades and shields per year. Spanish craft and woollen became world famous. The Moorish craftsman also produced world-class glass, pottery, vases, mosaics, and jewellery. The Moors introduced to Europe paved, lighted streets with raised sidewalks for pedestrians, flanked by uninterrupted rows of buildings. Paved and lighted streets did not appear in London or Paris for centuries. They constructed thousands of public markets and mills in each city. Cordova alone had 5,000 of each. They were also introduced to Spain's underwear and bathing with soap. Their public baths numbered in the thousands when bathing in the rest of Europe was frowned upon as a diabolical custom to be avoided by all good Christians. Poor hygiene contributed to the plagues in the rest of Europe. Moorish monarchs dwelled in sumptuous palaces while the crowned heads of England, France, and Germany lived in barns, lacking windows, toilets, and chimneys, with only a hole in the roof as the exit for smoke. Human waste material was thrown in the streets since no bathrooms were present. Education was made mandatory by the Moors, while 90% of Europe was illiterate, including the kings and queens. The Moors introduced public libraries to Europe with 600,000 books in Cordova alone. They established 17 outstanding universities in Spain. Since Africa is a matriarchal society, women were also encouraged to devote themselves to serious study, and it was only in Spain that one could find female doctors, lawyers, and scientists. Moorish schoolteachers knew that the world was round and taught geography from a globe. They produced expert maps with all sea and land routes accurately located with respect to latitude and longitude; while also introducing compasses to Europe. They were such expert shipbuilders that they were able to use their geography expertise to import and export as far away as India and China. It was not by accident that a Moor named Pietro Olonzo Nino was the chief navigator for Christopher Columbus on the flagship Santa Maria. He is said to have argued with Columbus as to who really discovered America. One of the worst mistakes the Moors made was to introduce gunpowder technology from China into Europe because their enemies adopted this weapon and used it to drive them out of Spain. #Africa

#moors

[lonestarflight]

"Aboard the International Space Station, Expedition 10 Commander Leroy Chiao used a digital camera April 6 to photograph the rollout of the Space Shuttle Discovery at NASA's Kennedy Space Center from an altitude of 220 statute miles. Chiao captured the rollout at 4:35 p.m. Eastern Daylight Time as the Station flew directly over the launch site. Visible in the image are the Shuttle's two launch pads at Launch Complex 39. Discovery's launch pad, 39-B, is on the left. Chiao used the same lens arrangement for the photograph that will be used by the next Station crew to photograph Discovery's heat shield as it approaches the Station on its Return to Flight. The imagery the Station crew will take of Discovery as it approaches is one of several new things that will be done to provide imagery to be used in assessing the health of the Shuttle."

Date: April 6, 2005

NASA ID: KSC-05PD-0617

source

#STS-114 #Space Shuttle #Space Shuttle Discovery #Discovery #OV-103 #Orbiter #NASA #Space Shuttle Program #April #2005 #Kennedy Space Center #Florida #my post

[fumikomiyasaki]

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair (Reverse) (Leroy seeing Ismene's Face)

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually (Reverse) (Chizuko and Flynn)

Non-Verbal memes (I will do the other one on my other blog)

Shift was over as he left to RSA together with Carol, given they both had people they wanted to visit... as the two of them parted ways he lept up a tree invisible and read some Manga till Ismenes lessons were over... relaxing out of sight of the other students... and as he saw her pass by he snuck down the tree packing his book away in his bag and approached her.

"Lee, you surprised me?"

"You say that like you didn't send me a message before about doing something after school. I know just the place we could grab some tea."

He took her hand as the two walked along but some Rowdy Students who had a fight with another... in an attempt to shield Ismene Leroy held her in an embrace pulling her to the side.. however they stumbled over a tree branch and landed right into a pile of Leaves cause of that.

As both leaned up Leroy noticed some leaves in her hair and tried to run his fingers trough it to get them out as he noticed something... her eyes.... its been the first time he ever seen them and he was stunned by it... she was already cute to him but hiding these pretty eyes.... and freckles like he hid.. he seemed flabbergasted for a short while.

"Lee? are you alright?"

"F-fine totally fine.... I just... never seen your pretty face that closer."

She quickly ruffled her hair back to how it was .

"I-I was nervous if you would still like me...."

"Izzy... I love you no matter what... but true I did hide some things as well... hold up."

He pulled her along to a more secluded place of the school... before he whiped away some of the make up covering his freckles and put on his pair of glasses.

"Lee..." A chuckle escaped her.

"Guess we both share a secret now. I am glad to see you react that way. I was also worried you would find me ugly."

"No its actually k-kinda cute."

His face turned bright red.... to the tip of his hair and tail... she really struck him into the heart with this one... but he was quite happy about it.

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland ocs #twst #disney twst #twst ocs #twistedwonderland #twistedwonderlandoc #leroy violet #leroy x ismene

[muppets-tonight-on-blu-ray]

They should make a movie where Cheech & Chong and Harold & Kumar and Bill & Ted and Beavis & Butthead and Ren & Stimpy and Abott & Costello and Tim & Eric and Sonic & Knuckles and Mario & Luigi and Finn & Jake and Siegfried & Roy and Simon & Garfunkel and Rosencrantz & Guildenstern and Timon & Pumbaa and Laurel & Hardy and Lilo & Stitch and Leroy & Stitch and Siskel & Ebert and Pride & Prejudice and Harold & Maude and Hootie & The Blowfish and Cow & Chicken and Harold & The Purple Crayon and Ms. Officer & Mr. Truffles and Cain & Abel and Naked & Afraid and Grim & Evil and The Fast & The Furious and Billy & Mandy and Mary Kate & Ashley and Belle & Sebastian and Oliver & Company and Hunter & Hunter and Will & Grace and Dharma & Greg and Hall & Oates and Sam & Kat and Plague & Pestilence and Sam & Max and Kane & Lynch and Wallace & Grommit and A Boy & His Blob and Fanny Mae & Freddie Mac and Blue Cross & Blue Shield and Bonnie & Clyde and Thelma & Louise and Cats & Dogs and Cats & Dogs 2: the Revenge of Kitty Galore and Pinky & The Brain and Chip & Dale and Robot & Monster and Ben & Jerry and Tom & Jerry and Heckle & Jeckyl and Dr. Jeckyl & Mr. Hyde and Batman & Robin and Ant-Man & The Wasp and Falcon & The Winter Soldier and Queen & David Bowie and Lewis & Clark and Martin & Lewis and Gilbert & Sullivan and Scooby-Doo & Scrappy Too and Shaggy & Scooby-Doo Get a Clue and Toejam & Earl and Tom & Huck and Key & Peele and Kenan & Kel and Drake & Josh and Melissa & Joey and John Boy & Billy In The Morning and Hoops & Yo-Yo and Hawk & Dove and Cloak & Dagger and Dungeons & Dragons and Earwig & The Witch and Garfield & Friends and Calvin & Hobbes and Barney Google & Snuffy Smith and Asterix & Obelix

[naivesilver]

also PLEASE any mention about what Eugene, Twinkle and/or Pierrot were up to when everyone else was in Camelot?

Uuuuh Camelot days you say? WELL

Send me an episode/chapter/scene/ect. and I'll tell you what my OC was doing during it

So the good thing about all that shit going down on Christmas is that all the kids were home to witness it right off the bat. Before he panicked Marco probably got in touch with ANYONE who could have seen Pinocchio and Lampwick - he called Nova, he called Leroy, he called Sylvester, he called Eugene's house, he touched ALL the bases just to check. He also most likely contacted Blue, but she doesn't strike me as someone who'd inform Pierrot directly, so there's a chance he found out from his friends or other external sources.

After that, things got uh...pretty dire? Normal parents would already have closed ranks after learning two boys had disappeared, but Eugene's mom and dad, who want to shield him from the world? Igor, who spent the whole curse afraid someone would take his daughter? No siree, they were WATCHING their kids 100%. Not a very merry Christmas, tbh.

Besides, they were worried sick about their friends, obviously. Eugene pretended he only cared about Pinocchio vanishing, but he was lying to himself, and also, he was the only one to realize something was OFF when those two got back. He's got keen eyes for that sort of stuff.

#thousand problems verse #court of misfits #fic: eyeteeth #my sad scrimblos 💔 #ask meme

[fouralignments]

Question for Horseman Peter. Did we ever say the idea of Apocalypse accidently unlocking his metalbending.

And then Peter can go all. "WHO'S THE MASTER NOW LEROY!?!"

Because let's be honest he so would do that.

Oh! And then somehow the distress of having to fight his own sohn causes Erik to activate his telepathy.

And then beat up the blue bitch. Like all that agnst unleashed like a bomb and just straight up FRY his brain.

See it can go both ways because Magnets!

You caught me at a good time, I just came back from the theater, I saw Puss in Boots: The Last Wish; which was an excellent watch in 3D. Coming back I was hearing the soundtrack of X-Men: Apocalypse; so the irony! Thinking about what I was going to say in my author's note.

What a second...Erik has telepathy??? Like not related to his metalbending not just metalbending telepathy; electromagnetic shielding from other telepaths.

I would think Erik would be desperate to give Peter a cooldown hug and hear his distress that made him a horseman in the first place; much self loathing on his part.

#ask four alignments #ask4align

[chiefdirector]

(ai-less) Whumptober 2023 Masterlist

Ailesswhumptober prompt list

A/N: Links will be updated on a daily basis

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> No.1 Oxygen | Evan Buckley *

> No.2 Sleep | Bobby Nash & Evan Buckley

> No.3 Trust | Cisco Ramon

> No.4 Gut feelings | Tony Dinozzo

> No.5 Hopalong Cassidy | Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid

> No.6 (alt 29.) Home | Wanda Maximoff

> No.7 Forgiveness | Alex Karev

> No.8 (alt. 14) Human shield | Tim McGee

> No.9 Healing | Barry Allen

> No.10 Warehouse Blues | Jethro Gibbs

> No.11 Self-sacrificing vow | Alastor Moody

> No.12 Stalkers and Scribes | Leroy Jethro Gibbs

> No.13 Separated | Hen Wilson

> No.14 Care for her | Tim Bradford

> No.15 Turning | Carlisle Cullen

> No.16 Hospital Hallways | Luke Danes

> No.17 Hidden | Ziva David

> No.18 (Alt 27) Eyes on me | Spencer Reid *

> No.19 Left Behind | G. Callen

> No.20 (Alt 22) Feeling | Derek Shepherd

> No.21 Just Forget the World | Tony Dinozzo

> No.22 Blame Game | G. Callen

> No.23 Reunion | Thomas Thorne

> No.24 Run | Remus Lupin

> No.25 Ghosts | Charles Xavier

> No.26 Bullets and Broken Glass | G. Callen

> No.27 Soulmates | Tony Dinozzo

> No.28 Promise | Tony Dinozzo

> No.29 Desperate Times | Dean Winchester

> No.30 Grief | Bruce Wayne

> No.31 Loss | Leroy Jethro Gibbs

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> [Title] + [Character Name] * = no pairing character fic

> [Title] + [Character Name] & [Character Name] = platonic character fic

> [Title] + [Character Name] / [Character Name] = romantic character fic

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[moroslavklose]

What's your opinion of Sané?

i think leroy mightve been one of my most hyped signings ever for bayern. i was so invested in his transfer saga and i remember cursing pep's bloodline after he got that acl injury in city's community shield game. he was an incredibly exciting talent and exactly the kind of signing we needed.

and i still think he's hugely talented! i just get very frustrated with him sometimes, because it's like he's 90% of the way there- so creative, lethal on the counter with his speed, with a great defensive workrate (i love how he much he tracks back)- but the end product drives me insane!!! take that last game vs freiburg- leroy could've had a hattrick. he was our most dangerous attacking player by far. he just couldn't finish the job. his decision making lacks confidence too imo. so compared to our past goalscoring wingers like robben im like 😵‍💫😵‍💫

i hope it's just a mentality issue alone that tuchel can solve bc oh my god, leroy at 100% could be a DIVINE player. im hoping and praying man, because im telling you, nobody was more excited for this guy than i was

i also think our entire attack is underperforming right now, though, and leroy is doing the best out of them outside of maybe coman, so don't take this as harsh criticism- i just think he has the potential to be consistently world class

#anon #i love getting anons now this is kinda slay #imagine wanting to know my opinion

[soulsuckrrs]

Basic Information

Full Name: Leroy Alastair MacLeod Nickname: Roy Age: looks 27-31 | | over 9 centuries old Date of Birth: May 24th Species: Vampire Powers: super strength & speed, heightened senses (sight, hearing, etc),  invulnerability to most weapons, rapid healing (this includes reattaching limbs), can use his blood to form a blade/shield but loses stamina quicker when doing this, can manipulate/control shadows (can teleport through them as well), can shapeshift into a few animals (cat, dog, owl), has the ability to cause pain through another’s blood given they are weaker than him (i.e. humans, lesser/new vampires), compulsion/hypnosis/mental manipulation, flight/levitation, stronger tolerance against sunlight (still cannot stay out in it for extended periods), has a vampiric form that has claws and wings. Weakness’: silver, concentrated sunlight, holy water, certain magics, fire. Hometown: Scotland Current Location: States | Thread dependent Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him/His Orientation: Pansexual & Panromantic, Polyamorous Religion: Atheist Occupation: in the human world, Leroy masks himself as a rather talented and well-to-do artist who does creative pieces of works from paintings, photography, films, and music projects. In the world of the supernatural, however, he tries not to have as much presence, though, he does have a small coven of vampires & misfits that follow him, Leroy is always trying to evade capture by his father while also trying to find ways to bring the older vampire down, to take the throne of his father’s coven & empire.  Living Arrangements: Roy lives in the top level of a warehouse apartment building that he purchased and converted himself, the lower half was transformed into a sort of small community/art center for the neighborhood children while the top level was used as apartments, Roy secluded the far most corner of the building for the largest apartment and access to the roof pool, sauna, and hot tub. Language(s) Spoken: Polyglot

Physical Appearance

Face Claim: Thomas Doherty Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Blue (metallic/reflective gold when using powers or if he chooses) Height: 6′2 Weight: 150 Build: strong, muscular, fit Tattoos: heavily tattooed Piercings: earlobes, left nostril Clothing Style: an alternative-goth is Roy’s style and it is certainly one that suits him, dark colors, lots of blacks and shiny things. It’s still suave and perhaps a little more expensive than he might admit, either way, he always looks nice. He also enjoys a good suit & always has his nails painted. Usual Expression: playful and interested

Health

Sleeping Habits: Leroy doesn’t require sleep as frequently as humans, in fact, he maybe sleeps once a week.  Eating Habits: human food always interested Roy, the different tastes and techniques, but he does not require it nor use it for the same reasons a human might. in fact, over consumption of human food can lead to  discomfort and disorientation to a vampire. Exercise Habits: little is required of Roy to stay in top physical condition, he does, however, enjoy long walks-- wandering around a town aimlessly is a common thing for Roy. Emotional Stability: he’d consider himself completely emotionally stable, at least in the application to a vampire, human emotions can sometimes evade him. in some ways Roy can be considered apathetic or even cold, he’s typically to the point and short with people he either holds little interest in or who have shown a disrespect. he masks his emotions often, slipping into a distant and disconnected energy, closing people out more than he lets them in. those walls are high around his heart, though, it is warmed easily to the influences of love and caring. Sociability: Roy enjoys conversations and connecting with people but he isn’t always the most sociable especially in large group settings (clubs, bars, parties, etc). In the modern sense of the word, Roy could be considered an introvert or a hermit, he has a preference of a few people he socializes with but otherwise avoids being seen in large settings. Meeting new people is sometimes a challenge, although it depends on the situation of the meeting, but there are times that Roy can seem a bit stand-offish and cold, it is, however, a result or a persona he often slips into from being raised in a court of over privileged assholes. Body Temperature: cool to the touch, certainly cooler than any human or other warm blooded creatures, but also a bit more cool than an average vampire. there is something icy within Roy’s blood, some would call it royalty. Drug Use: Roy will a thousand percent do most drugs, they don’t always affect him as strongly as they would humans but he gets a vibe off of them. Enjoys weed a lot.  Alcohol Use: Roy enjoys drinking more than he might admit to himself or others, it doesn’t do much if he drinks moderately but aided with some magic or something to loosen his healing factor, Roy has been known to enjoy an intoxicating time drinking alcohol. Scent: cool air, like in the winter time after a fresh snow. mint. 

Personality

Label: The Royal Positive Traits: protective, charming, adventurous, loyal Negative Traits: quick-tempered, paranoid, secretive, haughty. Goals/Desires: Roy desires to find a place he belongs, one outside the court of his parents rule and the expectations that are placed upon him as a member of a royal vampire family Fears: being found out by someone that he cares deeply for that they figure out not only that he is a vampire but that he’s royalty and has been the cause of thousands if not millions of deaths. Hobbies: pool, bar hopping, going to concerts, playing guitar & singing Habits: chuckles or glances away when he’s nervous or blushing.

Favorites

Weather: prefers moderate temperatures Color: black, red, purple, and blue Music: rock, metal, death metal, grunge, punk Movies: Roy likes a lot of movies but is fond of action, thriller and horror movies the most. He’ll watch anything as long as the plot doesn’t seem like a stupid and silly plot, isn’t a big fan of the more raunchy, modern, plain stupid comedy movies. Sport: he’s never really been that big into modern sports, if he’s ever played anything it was cricket and or polo but aside from those, Roy doesn’t keep up with sports nor does he hold interest in any Beverage: he’s a liquor man but once upon a time Roy was rather fond of absinthe and certainly centered his life around the ecstasy brought by the crowds absinthe brought. Food: blood. Animal: lion, peacock, black cat.

Family

Father: Riccard MacLeod, alive. Mother: Iris MacLeod, alive. Sibling(s): only child of his parents that lived past a young age.  Children: n/a Pet(s): n/a Family’s Financial Status: wealthy.

Extra

Zodiac Sign: gemini MBTI: ENTP-T(the Debater) Enneagram: the reformer Temperament: chloric Hogwarts House: slytherin Moral Alignment: chaotic good Primary Vice: wrath Primary Virtue: patience Element: air Kinks: handjobs/fingering, oral, public & outdoors, light bondage, scratching/marking/biting/hair pulling, roughness, feeding/blood play, knife play, choking/breath play, being pegged/pegging, anal/anal plugs, multiple partners, orgies, exhibitionism, power play. Position: switch

#file: stats #file: stats - Leroy

[david-shielding]

Hi, this is David. I go by he/it.

Briefly put, I am Leroy’s shield personality. If you need further explanation to that, or anything else, let me know.

Leroy’s blogs are @in-broken-mirrors, @menshusband, @dppknkd.

This blog will only be active when I am out instead of Leroy, which is not particularly often lately. I will most likely simply post updates on our situation.

Leroy does not feel comfortable being called a system just because of me. He would rather I got called ‘shield personality’, which is what I am.

#shield personality