#never seen a cap movie but i might see his stuff
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Hooked On A Feeling
Chapter Nine - Flying
Daniel is a Formula One driver, but, more importantly, he was a single dad to a wonderful little girl. He wants her to be a normal little girl, to have a normal social life, so he sends her to daycare. That was where she met Milo, her future best friend.
Milo's mother was incredibly stressed. She worked so hard to provide a good life for her son. But then he makes a new friend, a friend who has a hot dad (ofc they fall in love)
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Y/N and Milo arrived at Daniel's house in the early hours of the morning. She had a small suitcase, lightly packed with her clothes, and an even smaller one for Milo.
Milo wore the AlphaTauri hat as they waited outside of the house. He was jumping on the spot, one hand held in his mothers and the other holding his small suitcase. "Momma, I can't wait!" He cheered and Y/N squeezed his hands.
It was a hard decision. Y/N hadn't agreed to this while completely sober. But Y/N spoke to her boss about taking a few vacation days and left everything for Daniel to organise (per his request).
It was the Miami Grand Prix. Daniel had spoken to somebody to get Y/N a pass and somewhere for her and Milo to sleep. She hadn't told anybody that they were coming with him; it was going to be a surprise.
Dressed comfortably for travelling, Daniel pulled open the door. This time he wasn't wearing a cap, and Y/N could see his curls. His lovely curls. "Hi Milo," he said and held out his fist.
Milo bumped his fist against his as he walked past him, into the house. "Olivia's in her bedroom!" Daniel called after him. Milo dropped his hold of his bag and started up the stairs, heading towards Olivia's bedroom.
Y/N followed Milo inside. "Hey," she said and greeted Daniel with a hug. "Are we heading off soon?"
"Just having a coffee and then yeah," he said and pushed the door shut behind her.
She left her suitcase by the door (dragging Milo's back over to hers) and followed Daniel into the kitchen. He used his coffee machine to make Y/N a drink and leaned against the island as they drank. "Thank you so much for this," she said as she held the mug in both hands. "Milo is so excited that he might literally explode."
Daniel smiled. That was why he was doing this, because Milo would love it. Sure, it was going to be so freaking cool to have Y/N there, but that would have been selfish of him.
They made idle conversation as they drank their coffees. As soon as they were finished, Y/N and Daniel loaded their bags into the car. They went upstairs to grab the kids, Daniel helping Olivia finish with packing her bags as Y/N adjusted Milo's cap on his head and picked him up.
Before they knew it they were on the road, Daniel singing along to his music as Y/N bounced her leg nervously. In the back of the car, Milo and Olivia watched a movie on an iPad.
Y/N knew Daniel was rich. She knew he was famous, too, had seen the crowds at the race that she'd watched on the television. But she'd never expected him to be private jet rich and famous.
It wasn't his private jet, instead one he rented from a company. But he didn't fail to inform her that his friend Max had his own.
It was Milo's first time flying, and he was terrified. Olivia had been telling him all about take off, and that was enough to have him crawling into his mothers lap the moment they were sat on the plane.
"Oh Munchkin," she whispered as she smoothed down his hair. She would have gone to get his favourite teddy bear for him, to try and comfort him, but the bear was stuff down into the deep recesses of her bag, inaccessible for the time being. "It's okay. Momma's got you."
Olivia had been flying for her entire life. She was used to it; it no longer phased her. For this flight, she'd been looking forward to sitting beside her best friend, watching movies with him as they took off across the world. But she couldn't do that for the time being, so she sat in her fathers lap, holding onto Snuffles, her bunny teddy.
As they got onto the runway, and Milo was in near hysterics, Daniel whispered something in Olivia's ear. "But daddy," she mumbled and Daniel held his finger to his lip. Olivia let out a little huff and adjusted how she was sitting to be facing Milo.
She leaned over and tapped on his shoulder. Milo didn't pull his face away from his mothers shoulder, but he turned to face her, ears staining his cheeks. "Here," Olivia said, handing Snuffles to him.
Hesitantly, Milo reached for Snuffles. He took him from Olivia and pulled him into his chest. "What do we say, Milo?" Y/N asked gently.
"Thank you," Milo whispered, squeezing Snuffles even tighter.
They took off and Milo continued to cry, but he kept squeezing Snuffles. Before he knew it they were in the air, flying smoothly. Milo pulled away from his mother and Olivia hopped out of her fathers lap. They found their own seats and Daniel brought over Olivia's iPad for the two of them to watch a movie.
"I can't believe Milo's never flown before," Daniel said to Y/N as they sipped their drinks.
Y/N looked past him, her guilty face turned towards the window of the sleek private plane. "Yeah? Well, we've never been able to afford it before. But that was really kind of Olivia to give up her teddy."
Daniel smiled at that. His little girl really was special. "Now, you've got this entire journal to tell me everything about Formula One," she said as she leaned back in her seat.
It was a challenge, one Daniel happily took on. He didn't explain everything, of course - there wasn't enough time for that. He told her as much as she could, and only as much as she needed to know.
"Make sure you're rooting for the number three car, because that's me," he said.
She knew that one, knew she was supposed to be rooting for Daniels car.
"It's a street circuit," he explained. "Which means it uses public roads. But this one is a little different. It is a street circuit, but it uses roads from around the stadium in Miami. I'll take you and Milo to a real street circuit one day," he said, but that last part was rather quiet.
"Okay so I know about the track, I know what the teams are, kind of, and I know who to root for. Who are Milo and I not supposed to root for?" She asked, stretching her legs out in front of her.
"Everybody else," Daniel answered, but he had an inflection to his voice, signalling it was a joke.
Y/N just laughed along with him. He launched into telling her all about the Grand Prix that the USA hosted, from the Miami Grand Prix, to the Vegas Grand Prix and the Circuit of the Americas. "That's my favourite of them all," he said. "I have a house out there, but I haven't been in a while," he explained. "It's hard when Olivia's mother refuses to let me have more than a week with her."
"Hang on," Y/N began. "How many houses do you have?"
Daniel launched into another explanation. And then he promised to take her to his place in Monaco at some point.
"That would be lovely," she said as she sipped her drink.
She looked past him again, looking towards the window. Around them was clouds, but they were beautiful. Y/N couldn't stop herself from getting out of her chair and walking over to the window, getting onto her knees to look out of it.
"Here," Daniel said as he scooted over in his seat, leaving a space for her.
Y/N gladly took the seat. She was half on the seat and half on his lap, but neither of them seemed to mind. Daniel had his arm wrapped around her, but only because that was the most comfortable way for him to sit.
"Thank you for this," she muttered once again as she leaned back, resting against his shoulder.
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Remember You Even When I Don't (8)
Summary: A training accident, the doctor had told him. A nasty one that led him here, laying in a hospital bed with a splitting headache and an inability to remember the woman sitting beside him. What he did know, though, was that you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and you felt important to him. That, as it turns out, would become an understatement.
Words: 5.5K
Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw/Reader (no use of y/n, so can be read as unnamed oc)
Warnings: angst, hospitals, memory loss, language, suggestive themes, smut
Notes: Please note the updated warnings. These next few chapters are a new stage of Bradley and Pumpkin growing back together, and while I'm very excited about it, I know it may not be for everyone. For everyone who sticks around, please continue to comment and reblog, and my inbox is always open! I love to talk about these two :)
This was inspired by a one shot by the lovely @roosterforme and would not exist without her assistance. If you haven't read any of her stuff, please check out her masterlist - you won't be disappointed! All of the thanks to her and @mak-32 for being the best cheerleaders and friends I could ask for!
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You’re working today. You hadn’t wanted to, but a local congresswoman you had requested an interview with months ago finally agreed to a conversation in her office, and Bradley wouldn’t let you pass it up. It was only for a few hours, but he finds himself missing you while you’re gone.
This is the first time he had really been alone in the house for a long period of time since he got back from the hospital a month ago, and he didn’t quite know what to do with himself. He had tried to read a book, or get lost in a movie, but nothing had really kept his attention. He was laying on the couch, the news on the tv in the background, aimlessly scrolling through his phone. He hadn’t fully dove into all that it contained, and he figured now was the time to do it, even if you weren’t here to answer any questions that he might have.
It’s interesting, seeing himself this way. Groupchats where he was an active participant, talking about parties or plans he has no recollection of, or discussing flight schedules for the week. He swaps Star Wars and Harry Potter trivia with Fanboy and gym regimes with Hangman and sends music back and forth with Coyote.
When he opens the text thread he has with you, the only one pinned to the top of his messages, his breath catches at the last message received.
I love you so much. Please don’t leave me.
It was sent the day of his accident, and he knew by the time stamp that it was sent after the crash. You must have texted that to him while you were waiting for news on his condition, and not for the first time, he feels both guilt and gratitude go through him; he’s so sorry that he’s hurt you like this, but he’s so glad he’s here now.
He scrolls for a while, reading you rambling to him about your work day and bouncing ideas for articles off of him, jumping from one topic to the next while you know he’s in the air or teaching a class so he doesn’t have his phone on him. Based on his responses that come later on, he knows he never minded the almost nonsensical messages. Even now, he finds it adorable and enjoys reading through them. There are conversations about dinner and what true crime documentary the two of you were going to watch that weekend.
There’s a little bit of everything in these messages between the two of you, but his brow furrows when he gets to a point about a week before his accident.
I’m on my way home, he had texted you, You better be ready for me, Pumpkin.
He scrolls further up, trying to find the beginning of the conversation that led to that, and he almost wishes he wouldn’t have.
You had texted him earlier that morning, when he barely must have left the house to go to base, a picture of you. There was a playful smirk on your lips, and you had what looked to be the cap from his formal dress whites perched crooked on your head. That in and of itself wasn’t what made his breath hitch, though. It was the fact that you were still in bed, your arm draped over your chest where he could see everything but everything, you hanging onto only a single shred of decency.
Fly well today, Lieutenant Commander.
It had descended into a day full of teasing from there, each message dirtier than the one before. Descriptions of what you wanted him to do to you and him warning you of what he would do when he got his hands on you. He feels flushed all over, but he keeps scrolling up. He bypasses recipes you wanted his opinion on and a reminder of what the Hulu password was, and eventually finds more pictures. Some are more risque than others, but all of them make him feel like the temperature in the room rose by multiple degrees.
There’s a tickle in his brain again, and he finds himself closing the messaging app and going to his photo albums. There’s a locked album there, and he knows, he just knows what it’s going to contain.
He shouldn’t. He knows that he shouldn’t. It feels like a strange invasion of privacy. But he’s wracking his mind to try and remember what the code would be to get into it anyway, and he curses when he gets it wrong first once, then a second time. He enters your birthday on the third attempt and groans out loud when he’s immediately met with the filthiest images he’s ever seen.
It’s a whole gallery of you, or the two of you together, and Bradley can’t stop himself from looking. He bites his lip as he takes in the photos, his mind so overrun with thoughts of how fucking stunning you are that he can barely think straight at all.
He stops at one in particular, clicking to enlarge it, and loses all thoughts entirely. Neither of your faces are in it, but he doesn’t need to guess that it’s the two of you. You’re sitting back against his chest, his ankles hooked over your legs, forcing them wide for him. He can see your nails biting into his thighs, but it’s his own hand that draws his attention. With the hand that’s not taking the selfie style photo, his fingers are gliding through the wetness gathered between your legs. You shine against the dark wedding band on his left land, one that’s noticeably absent from his finger now. He’s practically panting as he stares.
He’s so hypnotized by the way the two of you look together that he doesn’t hear the garage door open or the sound of you walking into the house.
“Baby?”
Your voice makes him jump so high that his phone goes flying out of his hand, a curse leaving his lips. He scrambles to pick it up when he sees you reaching for it as well, and your eyebrows are raised high as you look at him in surprise.
“Hey,” his voice cracks, higher pitched than normal, and he blushes. Your eyebrows raise a little bit higher. “Hi, sorry. Didn’t hear you come in.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yup,” he nods, faking a cough so he could try to clear his throat, his face flushed. “Totally fine.”
It’s not difficult to see how skeptical you are, and it’s hard for him to maintain eye contact with you and not let his eyes flicker down your body now that he has an idea of what rests underneath the smart dress you wore.
You eye him suspiciously, “Are you sure?”
He contemplates for a moment, trying to figure out a way to get himself out of this conversation, because the longer you looked at him like that the hotter he became under the collar. He took a deep breath, nodding again.
“I was looking at messages and pictures,” he says all in one breath, not liking the idea of completely lying to you. He rationalized that a different version of the truth was okay, even as the pictures flashed in his mind again. “Trying to see if anything jogged my memory.”
You search his eyes, and he tries his best to appear innocent, willing the hardening in his jeans to go down before you took notice. He suspected you already might have from the hint of a blush on your cheeks. “Did it?”
If he thought hard enough he swore he could almost feel you. Your back against his chest, how soft your inner thighs left. How warm your wetness felt against his fingers as he took you to the edge.
“No,” he stutters out after a moment, shaking his head, his face burning, “nothing yet.”
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He finds himself rubbing his thumb against the fading tan line on his left ring finger, something he had seen you do time and time again. He hadn’t really wondered up until this point where his ring was, but ever since he saw the picture with it so clearly against your skin, he couldn’t get it out of his head.
He’s helping you in the kitchen a few days later, mesmerized as always by how efficient and easy you made everything look. You roll your eyes when he comments on it.
“It’s cookies, Bradley. Nothing fancy.”
“But they’re from scratch. The dough isn’t pre-made. That’s fancy!”
You laugh at him in response, shaking your head. You take the rings on your left hand off, sitting them beside the sink as you wash your hands before the two of you get started. It raises the subject back to the forefront of his mind. He had been desperate to ask you for the last few days, but hadn’t built up the courage to do it. But he can almost feel it on his finger now, can feel a ghost of your fingers as you slide it into place, and it’s suddenly more of a need to know.
“Can I uh…can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“What happened to my wedding ring?”
You pause from where you’re cracking an egg into the mixing bowl, your eyebrows raised high. You set it down gently, turning to face him.
“Does it bother you…that I wear mine, still?”
“No!” he insists, hating even the idea of you taking it off. “It doesn’t bother me at all. I promise. We just have never acknowledged mine? I know that I wear one - I remember wearing one, and I’ve seen it in pictures, too.”
“You love your ring,” you tell him softly, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly.
“We don’t have to talk about it,” he says, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. But you give him a small smile, though he can see the pain in your eyes, and shake your head.
“You don’t fly with it on,” you explain, “you tried, at first, but you had been flying so long without anything on your hands that you couldn’t get used to it being there when you were operating the controls.”
He thinks for a moment and the words come to him slowly. “You were the one who told me to start taking it off when I fly.”
“I was.”
“Why?”
Your lips quirk and you shrug. “I’m more worried about you flying safely than wearing your ring at all times. You keep it in one of the pockets of your flight suit when you go up in the air now.”
Of course you were more worried for him. He should have expected nothing less from you and the way you effortlessly care for him. He can also picture that, he thinks. It’s easy to imagine not wanting to be separated from the physical reminder that he belongs to you, so even if he couldn’t wear it, he’d at least have it on him, in the inner chest pocket right above his heart.
“So..” He doesn’t quite know how to ask his question, but you must read it on his face.
You twist your own ring on your finger in the way you always seemed to do to center yourself. Pain flashed across your face and Bradley knew you were remembering, too. “They uh..they had to cut your flight suit off, before you went into surgery. You weren’t breathing and were bleeding…” you cut yourself off, squeezing your eyes shut and shaking the visual from your head. “But it was still in your pocket. So. I have it.”
He sets down the bag of chocolate chips he had been holding and walks the few steps to where you’re standing at the counter. When he holds his arms open, you don’t hesitate to step into them. He presses a kiss to the top of your head as he breathes in your scent.
“I’m so sorry I put you through that,” he whispers into the strands of your hair, and he feels the way you squeeze him in response.
“You’re okay now,” you speak into his chest, and he thinks he might feel you press a kiss there, directly over the spot where that inner pocket of his flight suit would be, where he kept you when he had no other choice.
The two of you stand there wrapped up together for a long moment. When you lift your head, your eyes are glassy, but you give him a smile and a small kiss to his lips.
Later, after the cookies have been made and devoured, you join him on the back porch. You had taken to sitting on the swing together and when you sit beside him tonight, he sees you rolling something between your fingers. His breath catches when he sees exactly what it is. You’re staring at it too, your gaze intense and pondering. He doesn’t speak, not quite knowing what to say. Eventually, you break out of your haze and meet his eyes.
“You don’t have to put it back on,” you tell him, holding your hand out to him. His wedding band sits on your palm, shining against your skin. For a moment he sees you in white standing right in front of him, wildflowers in your hair.
His fingertips brush yours when he takes it from you, admiring the piece of jewelry he wasn’t aware that he missed until it was back in his possession.
“But it’s yours. I want - I want you to have it.”
He rolls it between his fingers, contemplating for a moment. He swallows, suddenly overcome with emotion he hadn’t seen coming and that tingling that’s starting to become familiar to him. You had picked it out yourself and he knows when he looks, he’ll see an engraving of your initials beside his. He was always so proud to be able to wear this, knowing that it symbolized being with you, a small way of telling anyone who saw it that he was lucky enough to be your husband.
But he wasn’t him - not yet, not completely. Everyday brought him closer to thinking that he could be, though.
“Pumpkin, I…” he trailed off, not sure what to say.
“Hey,” you murmur, cupping his cheek and turning his head to meet your eyes. You didn’t look mad, or upset, and you’re giving him the gentlest, kindest look anyone ever had. But your eyes didn’t hold pity or sympathy either - just a trust and love that he’s still not sure what he could have ever done to deserve. “Whenever you’re ready. And if you never are-”
“I will be,” he cut you off; he wanted nothing more than to be ready. “I just…I still have something to prove to myself.”
You nod, and Bradley leans forward to kiss you softly. He leaves his forehead pressed against yours when he pulls away, relishing in the calm you brought him.
“I’ll get there,” he says, “I promise.”
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He’s spent time alone, but he hasn’t spent time away from you with other people. He’s hesitant to accept the invite from Mav to visit the hanger he had here. But planes and his godfather had been a staple of Bradley’s childhood, an influence on his whole life, really. He had been cleared to drive earlier in the week, so that Saturday, he leaves early. He’s anxious at the thought of being away from you but he knows that the him from before wouldn’t have said no to the invitation and he was so determined to get back to who that was. And he knows that you have a life outside of taking care of him, too. You’re getting brunch with Nat and Coyote’s wife later and he knows you’re excited, even if you hung onto him a little bit longer than a normal hug when he said goodbye. You had made him promise that he would call you if he needed anything and the whole way to the desert, his fingers twitched, wanting to call you just to hear your voice.
Mav greets him with a large smile and a tight hug, “I’m glad you could make it.”
“Me too,” Bradley says. He means it, even if he does miss you already. He looks around the hanger, taking note of the few planes and motorcycles throughout the long stretch. It was a lot more than the collection he had when Bradley was 17. “What are we working on today?”
Mav gives him his signature grin. “I want to show you something.”
He follows him to the end of the hanger, where a large blue tarp is covering what can’t be anything but a plane. His godfather gestures to it. Bradley raises an eyebrow but walks up to it, grabbing hold of the tarp and yanking it back. Like he suspected, he’s greeted by a Cessna. It’s a classic 172 by the looks of it, a smaller four seater. It’s a sleek white in color with subtle burnt orange line work. Bradley whistles. It was beautiful in a way that only planes like this could be.
“When’d you get this one?”
Mav smirks, shaking his head. “I didn’t.”
“What?”
“Take a look at the other side.” He nods his head, urging Bradley forward. Confused and intrigued, he follows the instructions, walking around to the other side of the small plane. He gets what Mav was saying, then, and sucks in a breath. Right there emblazoned on the side, in an elegant script, was Pumpkin.
This wasn’t Mav’s plane; it was his.
“You got her about six months ago,” he says softly when he joins him at his side.
Bradley reaches up and runs his fingers over the name. It’s foggy, but he thinks he can remember now. He had always wanted to own his own plane since the first time his godfather took him up in one at 6 years old. It was always a pipedream, though. He was never in one place for long enough, and while he was generally good with saving money, it was a bigger purchase than he had ever made. But then the two of you got married and a permanent station here in California. Between both of your savings and what he still had of his parents life insurance, the funds were there. It was you who had made the suggestion of finally pulling the trigger, and it was him who had suggested a four seater instead of a two seater so that if the two of you ever had children, you could all fly together. You cried when he showed you the name he had painted on it.
“Still needs some work done before she’s flyable. I thought maybe you’d want to work on it today.”
An eager smile appears on his face and he nods, already peeling his jacket off and heading toward the toolbox. If Mav noticed that he didn’t need to instruct him on where it was, he didn’t comment on it.
The two work in tandem for hours. It had only been six weeks since his accident, but he couldn’t recall a time since flight school that he had gone this long without being near a plane and it felt good doing so again. It’s easy, getting into the rhythm of twisting bolts and tinkering with the engine wires. He thinks it won’t be long until he can get this cleared to go in the air and he knows without a doubt that you’re going to be the first passenger.
His phone buzzes in the early afternoon and he doesn’t hesitate to put down the wrench he was working with and dig it out of his jeans pocket. You had sent him a selfie earlier when you had gotten to brunch, sunglasses on and a bright smile on your face with a mimosa in your hand, and he hoped it was another picture. His eyebrows furrow when he sees it’s Phoenix calling him, instead. He picks up, bringing the phone to his ear.
“Nat?”
“Your wife got stung by a bee. We’re on our way to the hospital.”
He can feel the dread as it settles over him. His heart beats faster in his chest. “What?”
She sighs on the other line, and he can hear commotion in the background. “She’s severely allergic, Rooster. We sat outside at brunch and we didn’t even realize it happened at first. She didn’t have her epipen on her so we had to call an ambulance. She’s going to be fine, but you should get here anyway, okay?”
He feels like he can barely breathe, like the room is closing in on him a little bit. Mav must notice the panic written all over him because he’s quick to come over and take the phone out of his hand, taking over the conversation. He can barely hear him over the roaring in his head. You were hurt. He knew you were extremely allergic to bees. That was something he had remembered. You were supposed to carry an epipen on you at all times. He can’t remember if you’d ever gotten stung when he was there. He can’t remember how bad it got if you ever were. But now you were in the back of an ambulance and on your way to a hospital and he could feel his fear all the way down to his bones.
“Bradley, hey. Look at me.”
Mav is in front of him, hands gripping his shoulders. He meets his eyes and tries to breathe, but all he can see is you, struggling to catch a breath and being loaded into the back of an ambulance.
“I’ll drive, okay? Let’s go.”
He follows him to the car, not really calculating anything other than the fact that he was almost an hour away from you and what if there was traffic and why didn’t you have your epipen on you?
“She’s going to be okay.”
“But-”
“Phoenix said the paramedics administered epi as soon as they arrived, and it didn’t take them long to get to her. She was awake and was already breathing easier when they left for the hospital. Didn’t even need to use the sirens.”
That doesn’t make him feel better. Not really. Knowing that trained professionals weren’t panicking must have meant that you were okay, but he knows how serious anaphylaxis is, too.
He can’t reconcile everything that he’s feeling right now. He has never, ever felt like this before. The thought of something happening to you is scarier than any mission he had ever been on, any enemy he had encountered in the air.
“Mav I can’t - I can’t lose her. I just got her.”
“You aren’t going to.”
Bradley doesn’t say anything, can’t think of a single thing to say, and instead buries his head in his hands from his spot in the passenger seat. You were going to be okay. You had to be okay. Because he may not remember everything about the two of you, but he did know for certain that if something ever happened to you, he would never, ever recover from it.
He doesn’t wait for Mav once they get to the hospital, the older man opting to drop him off at the front before going to find parking. He’s practically sprinting as he goes through the emergency room doors and vaguely, he remembers you telling him about the time this happened before, when you took yourself to the hospital and ended up needing surgery. He can almost feel that panic now, and it makes what he’s already feeling worse.
“Can I help-“
“I’m looking for my wife. She was brought in because of a bee sting-“
“Sir-“
“She’s really allergic and-“
“Sir!” The nurse behind the counter snaps, raising her voice over his to get through to him. “I need your wife’s name if I’m going to find her for you.”
Oh. Yes, he thinks, your name. They need your name.
It’s the first time he’s said your full name, and your first and his last name feel so right coming off his tongue. But he can’t focus on that right now, giving all of his attention to the nurse who is typing so slowly.
Before she can even hit enter, though, he hears his callsign echo behind him. He spins, heart racing with anxiety, and spots Nat making her way over to him. She gives the annoyed nurse a kind, charming smile as she grabs Bradley by the arm
“Sorry about him, ma’am. I got him from here.”
She pulls him away without another word, heading toward the hallway off the packed waiting room.
“Is she okay? Nat, is-“
“She’s fine, Rooster. Coming down from the adrenaline rush that the epinephrine gave her, but she’ll be okay.”
“What about-“
Nat stops in front of a closed door, lowering her voice. “Bradley. She’s okay.”
He’s pushing past her before she even finishes, spotting you on the bed through the glass and half drawn curtain. You look so small amongst the crinkly white sheets, still in the clothes you wore to brunch. Your makeup is a bit smudged and your eyes are red and he hates to think that you were scared enough to start crying. You’re holding an oxygen mask in your hand at your side.
“Hi baby.” Even your voice sounds more pitched. He’s quick to make it to your side.
Your breathing is slightly elevated, and the heart monitor is beating a little bit faster than he thinks is normal. He grabs the hand holding the mask, placing it over your mouth to start providing you with the supplemental air again. You make a small sound of surprise, but take in a deep breath of it anyway before pushing his hand away.
“I’m okay.”
But your hands are shaking and your eyes are wider than normal. The skin that he can see is splotchy with hives.
He looks back at Nat, who is still hovering in the doorway, an eyebrow arched and a small smirk on her face. He ignores the look. “Can you grab a doctor?”
You protest from the bed, but Bradley doesn’t waiver. With a fond roll of her eyes, Nat disappears from view.
“Bradley. Sweetheart.” You grip his wrist, trying to get him to focus on you. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m fine.”
“You’re in the emergency room because you went into anaphylactic shock. You are not fine.”
“But I am,” you insist, smiling softly at him, even as your body trembles as it works to burn through the adrenaline that was injected into it, “medicine worked just fine.”
The door slides open before he can respond, an attending doctor who looks like he’s been up for longer than is healthy and in wrinkled green scrubs introducing himself as he walks in.
“Is she okay?” Bradley demands immediately, and the tired man looks startled for a moment at how abrupt the question was. Bradley stares at him, his eyes wide and unblinking as he waits for the answer. His heart is still pounding in his chest. He feels you tangle one of your hands with one of his and he squeezes back when he feels the pressure from you. He knows you’re trying to reassure him.
“And you are…?”
“I’m her husband,” he answers easily, the words falling off his tongue like he had said them a thousand times before. You suck in a small breath and tighten your grip on his hand again.
“Ah,” the doctor hums, flipping through the chart he’s holding. Bradley wonders if all non-military hospitals move this slowly or if it was just because of how anxious he is at this moment, but he really, really needs him to answer his question.
“Is she okay?” he repeats.
“Bradley,” you murmur, but he keeps his eyes trained on the man in the scrubs and white coat.
“She responded well to the epinephrine that was administered by the paramedics who brought her in,” he finally says, looking up from the chart and taking a step toward your side. He stops when he sees that Bradley doesn’t move an inch. He sighs, switching direction to go to your other side instead. “How are you feeling Mrs. Bradshaw?”
You answer his questions as they come, Bradley paying rapt attention the whole time. Your throat doesn’t feel tight anymore. You aren’t lightheaded, but you do feel a little shortness of breath. You feel jittery - wired, almost. You’re both assured that it’s completely normal as the drug works its way out of your system. They can give you something to try and calm you down, and they want you to stay for a few hours to make sure you don’t go back into the allergic reaction once the epinephrine has worn off. The thought makes his blood run cold.
“Should she stay overnight?” he asks, but the doctor shakes his head no.
“The standard observation timeslot should be just fine, Mr. Bradshaw. But we’ll make sure you both know what to look out for when you leave.”
He walks out without saying much else. Bradley feels you tug on his hand, his name leaving your lips in a whisper. He meets your gaze and he watches as your eyes soften even more.
“Sit down, honey.”
He listens to you, dragging the chair beside your bed as close as possible. He rests his elbows on the mattress beside you, holding your hand tightly between both of his.
“I’m okay,” you repeat again.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your fingers and taking a deep breath. “I…this really scared me.”
“I’m sorry for scaring you,” you say softly, running your thumb over one of the hands holding yours, soothing the skin and helping his racing heart. Your touch is like magic to him, providing an almost instant calm that he desperately needed. Guilt curled in his stomach, knowing that even now, you’re the one helping him.
“I should be the one comforting you, not the other way around.”
“We comfort each other, baby. That’s how this works.”
“Why didn’t you have your epipen on you, Pumpkin? Don’t you normally carry it?” he asks quietly, a touch of urgency still in his tone. He couldn’t stop thinking about what would have happened if you were alone and this happened, with no one around to call 911. He could have lost you, all over a silly little bee sting, and he can’t wrap his mind around that. He just got you. He had had you, he knew. But he was just getting you back.
“I switched bags this morning and forgot to take it out of the pocket of the old one, I guess. I haven’t had to use one since college. I forget about it, sometimes.”
He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and trying to rid himself of the worst case scenarios. He’s the one that normally reminds you to always have it on you, he thinks. He vaguely recalls having a spare in the glove compartment of the Bronco, and in the drawer in the kitchen and maybe one in the bedroom, too.
Not for the first time, he curses his memory and the accident that took it from him.
When he opens his eyes, his look is intense, “Never again, okay?”
“Okay,” you say, but Bradley shakes his head.
“No. Promise me. Please?”
Your lips part and you stare at him for a long moment. His gaze never waivers from yours. He needs you to listen to him. To hear him.
“I promise,” you finally whisper.
He rises from the chair, pressing a kiss to your lips. He keeps his forehead against yours, breathing you in.
“Will you lay with me?” You ask quietly, shy in a way reminiscent of when you asked him to say I love you on the porch all those weeks ago. He hates that you felt you even needed to ask.
With no hesitation, he maneuvered himself into the small bed beside you. He kisses your forehead once, twice, three times, holding you as tightly as he could. Your body still gave the occasional tremble but they had lessened now, your breaths coming a little bit easier, and he felt the tightness in his chest ease.
“Sorry for being a mess,” he whispers into your hair.
“Don’t,” you whisper back, and he feels you shake your head from where it’s tucked into his chest. “It means you care.”
The words are there, right on the tip of his tongue, but he can’t say them, not yet or here. You deserve more than a frantic hospital room confession.
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Part Nine :: Series Masterlist :: Main Masterlist
Notes: I hope you liked this one! We're nearing the end, but I think everyone is really going to like the next chapter. Would love to hear any thoughts you may have :)
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Random Cars thoughts I think about all the time pt.1
It’s currently fairly late (early?) and I can’t sleep so imma talk about things in the cars universe that I think about near constantly. Ok 1 2 3 GO
Mater private eye
Dude I think about this short all the fucking time man, but do you know what the best part about it is imo?
This character design RIGHT here. DUDEEEEE ok this might just be my sheer adoration of classic/vintage cars but this bitch showed up and I went feral a bit. First of I cannot believe they created such a bomb ass character for this five minute short and he’s just never seen again but dude it fits the 1920’s theme so perfectly, the way they’ve exaggerated the front fenders to resemble the turned up collar of a trench coat, the way his roof resembles a flat cap like it’s literally so COOL MAN. I actually can’t stress enough how excited my pathetic little monkey brain got when I saw this design for the first time. The fact (In my opinion) that they were trying to mirror the car seen in peaky blinders (1927 Bentley 6.5 litre) is also extremely cool as you can see the whole gangster element really come through in the character before he’s even properly introduced RAHHHH. I’m so incredibly biased about this because this design alone hits like three of my hyper fixations at once but RAHAHRBHAHAHSBS HES SO FUCKING COOL I NEED TO OWN HIS DIE CAST AHHH
The Thomasville racers
I would just like to state my love for the thomasville racers. YES I know they play a moderate role in the third film and get plenty of screen time I guess but in my humble opinion THEY DESERVE MORE. Do you have ANY idea how hard a prequel movie/series would go (I KNOW ITS EXTREMELY UNLIKELY AND KINDA IMPOSSIBLE) I would give a kidney to see these characters in their prime, just from the flash backs of their races I just know it would be so much fun to watch. Seeing them interact with Doc would be an absolute highlight, being able to gauge their own personal relationships with him, Louise’s feelings towards him (fucking pop off babe love her) it would all be so interesting to see and I would start backflipping irl if Pixar EVER announced they were going to expand on them as characters. Also river is the best I didn’t talk abt him here because I don’t have any immediate thoughts but be’s silly and I enjoy him.
Car biology
Now there is one thing that comes to mind in this fucking fandom when you talk about car biology, and that is the obvious how the fuck do they reproduce. DOESN’T MATTER I HAVE A BIGGER QUESTION. Are their eyes wet. Hear me out here ok, cars cry, we see it happen and there’s implications at multiple different points throughout the franchise that they have tears. Does this mean their eyes are wet??? Or are they crying wiper fluid or something? I feel like that would make sense but the line between what are bodily fluids and what are yummy delicious beverages is so painfully blurred that It wouldn’t surprise me if they’re chugging wiper fluid too. The eyes are wet argument is overall kinda silly because we see lifeless car wrecks in some of the shorts and the windshield is still intact! So this presents something worse than eyes are wet, it implies that the car itself is like an exoskeleton and all the meaty important parts are on the inside! Yay! I only say this because we know they have brains obviously and it’s mentioned in some official book that I can’t remember the name of right now but it’s CANON they have brains. So are the brains MEAT? Because if the brains are meat then the eyes are probably squishy too!! But if they have windshields and we think about the exoskeleton thing are their eyes just freakish gelatinous cubes smushed behind the windshield? BUT IF THATS THE CASE WHY DO THEY NEED EYELIDS? I’m aware that this is all highly stupid and trivial but Pixar made too many decisions with absolutely no was to explain them in a child-friendly way and ultimately backed themselves into a corner about stuff like this and now there’s sleep deprived neurodivergents on tumblr dot com trying to pick up the pieces.
Anyway that’s it for this one I might post more of these in the future because it’s fun to just rant about ridiculous shit for no reason lmao
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I actually like the idea of secret wars rebooting the MCU. Goodbye stupid love and thunder
I was reading about Secret Wars this morning and it gave me a headache: variants galore, an infinite number of universes, lots of powers here and there that are going to end up as CGI battles for the most part of the movie.... and I'm so uninterested in the whole thing.
Sorry for talking about myself here but the first MCU movie I ever watched was Thor, and it was years after release, I believe around 2014. I didn't even know it was a superhero movie so I didn't like it very much (funny, considering now I love it lol) but I fell in love with Loki immediately. A while later I watched The Avengers hoping Loki would be there (he was, yay!) and I liked it so much I went to the theatre for AoU (hoping he'd show up.. he did not but I loved it anyway).
At that point the only thing I cared about: Loki, Thor and Steve. I didn't even know about the MCU and all the other films and the grand story they were all leading to, I just wanted to see those 3 and their shenanigans. Once I was caught up I followed the whole thing and sure, it had its faults but it was pretty good (except for EG).
Nowadays not even the love for my favourite characters can salvage this nonsense.
If you make me go to the theatre to see a bunch of characters making fun of Stephen or belittling him the only thing you're gonna get from me is to never go see that movie again (I used to go to the theatres several times for MCU movies, not anymore). If you make me pay for a subscription so that I can see someone abusing and mistreating and beating Loki the only thing you're gonna get is me talking shit about it online and never paying for the subscription again.
Feige has completely forgotten what made the MCU good in the first place. A lot of us who had never read comics didn't know a damn thing about any of this, I knew Spidey and a bunch of DC heroes, I had no idea who Captain America was! The only reason I stayed is that I loved the characters. What's the incentive now? The next film. The next series. Keep on coming back, pay the ticket, pay the subscription, there's more, there's always more and the only way is to consume the hell out of everything, it's a damn chore at this point!
Steve is gone and they won't tell us what happened to him, Loki is a caricature of who he used to be and his only use is to introduce other characters and story points, Thor has been completely destroyed and all the Asgardians turned into comedic relief, magic is not taken seriously and is ridiculed time and time again, Stephen's own story is utterly disregarded in favour of other characters and the overall grand story of the multiverse, Sam has been Cap for a year and ever since TFATWS Marvel doesn't give a damn about him and we haven't seen him since, Bucky is blamed for stuff he didn't do and made to atone for crimes that were never his responsibility..... tell me, why would I want to watch that?
It's not entertaining anymore, at least not to me. I'm watching Black Panther and GoTG3 because I trust Coogler and Gunn but after those two... I don't know. Maybe there's another Moon Knight in the future and I might change my mind but the new phase has to be completely different to Phase Four or I'm out.
Sorry for dumping all my frustration on your ask, dear anon 🤦♀️🙊😂
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I absolutely agree with your opinion but I'm rewatching all the movies in chronological order which unfortunately means I had to watch Captain Marvel again (I really dont like that movie for many reasons) along with the Thor movies which I just find really boring for such a fun character in the avengers movies.
But back to CA:CW I agree that they framed Cap as in the right but throughout the movie I was consistently thinking he was being incredibly stupid and acting on his high horse. Tony I always felt is swimming in guilt almost the entire time we see him stating from his first movie onward. And to make things worse people keep putting the blame on him. Banner helped create ultron but no lets all blame tony. The woman with the dead son in this movie put all the blame on Tony and then he wants to have some sort of control taken of the avengers since they lost the previous one.
And then there's Clint who makes a comment about Rhodey and how he got injured and how anyone with Tony might wind up the same way. Putting more guilt onto Tony. Throughout the movies it just seems like a constant push to Tony that even when he tries his hardest he will never do enough or be enough to be the proper hero. He wont be able to save everyone and it'll be all his fault.
So really this movie just made me dislike cap even more and feel even more for Tony.
This is probably the longest thing I have ever sent to you but thank you for the quick response for the previous one. I might just ask for your opinion on other movies 🤗
Ugh, don't even get me started on Steve's high horse, how often the narrative does not hold him responsible, and the blame Tony game. It's something I greatly detest even in the comics. It's one of the biggest things about the two characters that I wished would change. Just because Steve died does not mean he was not also responsible for the war. 🙄
BUT ANYWAY, let me stop there. Yeah if you're curious about my opinions I don't mind giving them. Do keep in mind I really haven't seen anything past Endgame for Marvel movies. I've seen a few projects past phase three but haven't really kept up with the MCU since they decided to crank out new stuff every other month.
#i swear i do love steve#he just annoys me so much sometimes#and really it has more to do with the narrative than him
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She-Hulk S1E1
I truly enjoyed that! Probably more than I expected I would. it's not perfect, I have some quibbles, but the humor works and I like Jen.
This got long and potentially spoiler-y, so here's a cut
I was mainly interested because of Bruce as he's one of my favorite MCU characters. I'm glad the show confirmed my theory that Smart Hulk is the two identities (Bruce & Hulk) merged, and not just Bruce in the Hulk's body. Because, yeah, Smart Hulk does not act like Bruce would IMO.
They improved on both Bruce and Smart Hulk by no longer making them caricatures. But I do still prefer OG Bruce, so I was a bit disappointed we only got 2min of him.
FYI: the merger of both is the only way I can ever accept the brawl at the end, so I don't care if they retcon it later. That fight between the cousins was the low-points of the ep, though I get they couldn't not have the Hulks fighting. Ugh.
Also glad to have nods to Bruce's trauma, to all the work he did to manage his condition, to how it affected his life. But even more so: they finally hinted at some form of DID, how there's 'more than just his hands on the wheel'
It's why I don't mind that Jen is 'better' than he is: she became a Hulk in a different way, she's apparently genetically different, she has a stable life and experience with yoga and the like (compared to Bruce being on the run), she knows someone who's been through it before and can learn from him, etc.
The only thing that annoyed me was the idea that being a woman magically primes you for being a Hulk. The only reason they could pull that off was because the MCU never established that Bruce had an abusive childhood the way the comics did.
I liked the mention of Tony and their friendship. The franchise has memorialized him a couple of times, but this was the first time it was just a friend reminiscing and not talk of a heroic sacrifice or something. I wish we could have gotten this in FATWS for Steve, instead it was all about 'Cap's legacy'.
I do not get why people are freaking out about Cap and his virginity. It's inappropriate, but people do ask stuff like that about celebrities. Also, if it doesn't fit your headcanon: maybe Bruce lied? She was crying when he said it. Or Steve lied? Why would he tell any of the Avengers anything like that anyway?
I laughed at the mention of the lullaby. I'm sorry, but 'how did that work?', that's hilarious.
Finally, yeah it is starting to look like maybe some kind of World War Hulk storyline is coming. I haven't read it but apparently it's great. It sounds like they'd have to alter it a lot for the MCU though and I can't say I'd want to see the original? I muss Bruce and Hulk from the 1st Avengers movie.
Tbh, I do think we'll only have a sense of what the show will be like starting from the next ep. This was just the origin and training, we haven't seen Jen's life yet. The credits listed Ruffalo as a special guest star, so I doubt he'll be in every ep which might be for the best in the end.
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Freya Ridings - Castles (Live At The Barbican)
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He said the mask is 80 miles long and it's the base and I said what is this no one's ever said that I said you've never seen the movie mission to Mars I feel it was sent back and I said oh and it's 2015 not 98 when it happened and I said wow this is clever stuff well it sucks mush for me it starts you can see it right in the movie I don't want to ruin it you'll get it right away and what happens to them is kind of weird they might be in Brazil already and it might cost Star wars and it's in a saucer in Indiana Jones Kingdom of the crystal skulls and it's recoverable problem with the machine does it and she says this is insanity it's not really the form of petrification and it happens sometimes to mummies and if you're cohabitating with a mutated deep sea creature theoretically it's not that impossible and she got a little angry and said I don't understand him but this is weird s*** it might be real I said well it's not too hard to imagine why that would be important and they can't understand it at all said no my friend my clan please check some people so I left that I felt related a little better I started checking into it and they said the mask is gigantic and they have signal emission and I'm checking it and saying the same thing a lot we're stranded here so I looked at a smile that I said it's probably them and they're telling me who they are and I said this is crazy so now there's a group and I'm okay how's calling for help and he's saying all this weird s*** and then he says you know what I think I should look into what you're talking about but it came from Justin cuz he went down to the cap he went down to the buffet and people are now seeing it just no use for him no you're wrong you're very wrong and he's saying these two castles that people look for now are for a symbolism and it's about Jupiter and Elysium with machete tonight was insanity I can't stand it anymore I don't talk like she does he says but he remembers me and I get it it's not calling someone that but really it's like girls don't usually say it and yeah I'm a hippie so I'm pretty pleased with house turned out I can't wait to get him back
Freya ridings
We are talking about these castles and there is one of the West for myself and they're saying it's Michelle audette and we're saying no but they're saying it's their rulership castle and they are big enough to rule over Jupiter and maybe a little bit larger than we would be about 35 ft tall and Higgins armory is his side and that would be without the floors in the middle and the arms would be on the sides and it came around no nobody spoke about it and they said they had to check and they figured out something this place is very evil and they felt afraid and it was the Giants domicile and they did not want to be there and they kept saying it to themselves secretly they tried to find people to take the job over you should see how people really react they are in fear and we're not saying they shouldn't be now I've located a few of mine and he said this isn't going to be that hard that's where I was going a lot of the times and one of them is the international Fair it's like all those buildings and the other one is the science center in LA and it had the body Wells and he said oh great if this is ours I'm going to be thinking of these bodies to your side and I'm saying let's gross and as far as something I would do but yeah it's a little bit worse than when you're thinking about it it's a little different oh gross they got Preston out of it and it's an analogy possibly it's a zigzag and it is he says I'll stay in there Frozen and this is helping a lot and the program is moving and it's great
Hera
I cannot say thank you enough it says well we're in a pickle here things are not going it's like living in a pond so anything can think of that it would work without causing a problem and I'm going to get to it the guys are saying if they get you something they attack it and it's good and we see with the second ebike and it's good. And he appreciates it I said I'm going to start working on it
Zig
We're going at this now and we're going to work at we're going to show people what we're made of. This woman is someone that I work with and do things with and we're getting her business going and she is getting dimensions off the buildings to replicate them and taking lots of pictures and scans to see how they're built answer replicated exactly how they're built in the same fashion the same size for the same roof structure it's going to be intense okay this woman is intense and people are going to want these all over the world and she is going to start construction on one of them tomorrow and she wants to know how it will go if it's cursed or if she can get away with it and people are saying it we need to see it and we need to see what it's like and it's going to be intense these structures are huge and he wants to make one in Las Vegas and she says would this be big enough and he says of course the hallway is the corridors in the rooms are about 40 to 45 ft and there's the main area and it's probably 80 ft and that's exactly what you wanted it'll be a hotel casino and that's what they make but that'll be New Vegas and that hasn't happened and it won't for a bit and she's laughing and she says I'll need plans and what we can do is draw plans and send them over and they'll fight over it and very harshly and try and put it at now and eventually they'll be a New Vegas and she says good I like that so we're going to head now with this
Freya
In closing I'm going to say shut up you son of a b**** next to my husband cuz he forgot what he was doing and it sounded like more than sure he says and it sounded like more than her and I get that and that happens I have a we're moving on we're going to get those places and stick them together eventually this sounds like a great idea and to do it on Earth
Hera
Olympus he said at first I have to write letters and that's fun
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The Stripper
A stripper at a Christmas party - are you kidding me?
Danes have this tradition to gather together in so-called “Julefrokost” (Christmas lunch) parties in December. Basically all companies in Denmark host an annual Julefrokost party. Beside that, such parties are also held among family and friend groups. Main ingredients are a lot of food (various Danish Christmas dishes), snaps (Danish liquor), beers, and sometimes also a stripper.
If we’re talking about a bigger company, then you’ll never see a stripper. That said, I’ve experienced a stripper in a small tech company once. But it was only because no woman attended the company Christmas party that year. It’s typical in men-only or female-only parties a stripper will be hired. Yes, women in Denmark also hire a stripper sometimes.
Oh no, not some stripper again
Now, when someone gets this great idea to hire a stripper at 2 o'clock in the night, I always quietly think: Oh no, not again. The strip show performed is always so cliche-ish, boring, and the stripper is never my type anyway. Sure, I’ve seen strippers who were professional, good looking and naughty. But in the 20 years I've been exposed to strippers, no one knocked me out yet. That is, until the other day.
Didn't know she was a stripper
I stumbled into her when she arrived. At first sight, I thought she was a girlfriend or wife of some of the other people at the party. Lucky she wasn't, because I was embarrassingly slack-jawed by her 😮 Everything about her were just me. A little baddie with a naughty smile and badass sporty look that just knocked me out immediately I saw her.
She had an athletic petite body, dark hair, brown eyes, some Asian traits, and was wearing a cool sporty street outfit. I remember she had a cap, some leggings, and a crop top alike the photo above. As the cherry on the top she had a pair of special edition Jordans 3 Katrina on, tied like a true sneakerhead - i.e. shoelaces hidden etc. A pretty casual outfit, but nevertheless drop dead sexy, if you ask me. What can I say, I’m a geek and just love when women geek into their baddie outfits. Especially female sneakerheads that enjoy rocking in some vintage/retro type of baddie outfit can put a spell on me with ease :)
Her face and eyes was unbelievable seducing
She had a pretty face, and her eyes were breathtaking. Beautiful, but at the same time seductive, mysterious, wild, and dangerous like the mermaids in the pirates of Caribbean movie. I felt she looked at me with some kind of luring pervy smile, like she was into torturing shy geeks before eating them alive and her next prey was me! Also remember thinking to myself, that I’m being ridiculous and should not have been drinking all these snaps.
So, I stumbled: “Hi… who are you looking for?”
She smiled and asked for my friend. I found out she was a stripper he had ordered, which was very relieving. She’ll do her stuff and soon leave again - good! I mean, getting a slack-jawed crush on a stripper is not that dangerous. You just don’t want to do such a thing to a friend's girlfriend or wife, that would have been extremely embarrassing.
I mean, despite my attempt to hide it, I’m pretty sure being swept off my feet was very obvious to her. It’s hard to hide when kilowatts of electricity go down your spinal cord.
Where can I change?
She asked me. While my friend tried to figure it out, she curiously asked a bit about the place and what kind of people we were. I could hear she was a smart girl, and also a bit assertive in her traits, which knocked me out even more.
Then she asked me who’s going to sit on the chair? While I answered: “ohhh…. well… not me…” my friend came to rescue and said he’d do it. He knows I’m normally not that fond of strippers and is a bit shy.
She said ok, and went out to change her clothes. In the meantime, I quickly found a secure place at the bar a good distance away from where she was going to do her show. I was worried that she might take advantage of me being the shy geek completely knocked out by her two seconds after she arrived. Say an easy prey to tease in her show. However, my rational brain kept telling me that she’s just a stripper that happend to look a bit naughty. She just has to do her boring stripper show, and then finish.
However, to be sure I found this spot at the bar, behind two other people sitting at the bar as well. She would never bother to go there. I guess you can hear where this is going.
The Show
Finally she arrived, and was wearing some kinky latex outfit. Imagine a baddie like in the first couple of photos with an oiled body wrapped in some ultra tight latex parts and top. I was like WTF, is she really is some kinkster? OMG - hopefully she’s not going to approach me 😲
She had a flogger, and gave my friend a lesson with it while he was sitting on the chair. She gave him a naughty lap dance thing. It was kind of innocent stuff, but she was really naughty and seemed to enjoy playing some sexy mistress. I could see that it was not only me who was very a bit surprised and scared of her, but in a good way.
Beside her kinky outfit, I was really turned on by her assertive and dominant behaviour. I tried hard not to show, but then she suddenly looked directly at me across the room. I was like no no no, don’t come here - but of course she did. She went past the other people sitting in the bar and directly to me. I was like OMG, this is so embarrassing. Help me, this woman is going to kill me.
First she rubbed her fit little perky butt against my crotch. She then took one of my hands and forced it down to grab and spank her behind a bit. Then she turned around and moved so close to me I could feel her breast and whole body pressing against mine. She put her finger under my chin lifting my face making me look at her, while she tortured me with her naughty devil eyes. Like she was saying: “So, you thought you could escape me? Don’t you ever underestimate me again! I can read all your dirty thoughts with ease, and now you’re my sex slave and I’m going to slowly torture you in perverted ways until I’m satisfied”. Well, she did not say that. She didn't have to. Lastly she grabbed my hair and pressed my face down into her oily tits sitting firmly in her latex top.
She annoyed one more guy, and the show was over. After having changed back to her baddie outfit, she asked if the show was good.
OMG I really loved it! It was the most mind-blowing sexy shit I’ve ever experienced in my life.
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Dahmer - Monster -The Jeff Dahmer Story Netflix Review!
Dahmer netflix series review
Episode one
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Glenda is trying to watching TV at night and there is sawing. She walks to the vent. On the other side of the vent is Dahmer cleaning up. Dahmer smoked and constantly drank. His health must have been trash.
Four locks on the door. You would think okay, bad area....
Glenda confronts Jeff. About the smell and he's blaming it on bad meat, but she's knows hes bullshitting. When he turns back to her, hes' soooo weird it's unnerving. And Glenda is so uneasy.
All those "missing" black men, on the lampost.
He's getting roasted by these guys at an near empty club.
How are these hot men going home with this? He's sooooo creepy!
Jeff trying to dance in this club! Okay, this is why he comes here drunk! Oh, I'm cringing for him. I think that part of the appeal going in the POC clubs is that he's seen as the blonde prize because he's white.
Jeff trying to charm Tracy. The friend with the cap looks concerned.
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So Tracy knows this place stinks to high hell and still goes in.....GET OUT TRACY!!!!"
Imagine that smell and he doesn't open the windows. Jeff looks greasy....
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Stuff is floating in the drink and he still drinks it.
Show you around??? This apartment is the size of a shoebox. God what is Jeff going to do with the fish talk??? Handcuffs, now the knife,
Stop yelling, I've got neighbours" Oh soooooo now you care about the neighbours Jeff??? This is terrifying. Pointing a knife at someone while them to relax.
Get the fuck out of there Tracy!!!!
Oh shit Tracy is coming on to him to distract him. I think I just would have talked nonsense. Tracy's a waaaay better flirt then me.
Oh god this scene is making my stomach churn!
Shit he's not fooled, he's grabbing the knife!!!!
This is like watching a horror film I wasnt expecting this!
Just throw your shirt on his face and run Tracy!!!
Thank god Jeff is a sucker for ass with rhythm. God he's getting closer.
No Tracy don't talk about Nudes!!!
Jeff looks completely out of it, is he on drugs as well???
You never know what Jeff is thinking. He is soooooo blank.
"Am I weird?" / Tracy should have said "No honey, you're psychotic and KAPOWED him in the face!
I wonder why Evan didn't wear contacts for this role [Jeff's eyes were blue]
Imagine someone getting turned on by hearing your heart beat, then telling you that they will rip your heart out.
Finally Tracy gets the hell out of there, and Jeff knows it' over. Maybe Glenda does too.
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I'm worried about Tracy's safety with the police. They might hurt him too. Immediately they put their hands on their guns, and Tracy does NOT have a weapon.
Jeff trying to scare the cops away with gay stuff. "Homo kink guys, nothing to see here!"
Can the cops, smell how bad it is? Are are they ignoring it because a blonde dude answers the door??
Those poor tenants. I hope they don't arrest Glenda.
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Shit Lionel and Sherri, his parents. His poor dad has nooooo clue about this fuckery.
Murder, Jeff?? Yes Lionel.
He was always weirdo Lionel, you can say it.
Don't apologise,
Cop, "You're aware that your son is homosexual, yes?"
Lionel -
Eating the flesh, I'm sorry you had to hear that Lionel, why do they need to keep talking?
As a parent how do you process that??
Oh Glenda! She knew he was fucked up!!!!! Like she reports Jeff for months and no one gave a shit. Now the sickos been arrested the police are just tossing them out onto the street! Can the police accommodate them all. They would with white families, I'm just saying.
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Great first Episode.
Very horror movie like,
I would have liked to see Evan with blue contacts though.
The cinematography and acting was freaking amazing!
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I think it’s hilarious that I had no clue that Bucky existed till last year and y’all should hear the story of my mcu perspective before I watched TFATWS. Bc basically I was a casual MCU fan before Disney+ bc I was a child for most of its history so I didn’t always have a ride to the theatre or money to pay to see the shit. So I’d only seen some of the movies, but I loved all of em that I did watch. But like I literally didnt know shit about shit. I literally just filled in the blanks with what seemed the most logical in my head. And ofc after watching WandaVision and Loki, I was like “okay I’m gonna start watching all the new stuff that comes out” so I naturally planned to watch TFATWS next.
But the thing was, I had no idea wtf that was gonna be about, I had no idea who the fuck Falcon or the Winter Soldier was. So I had to google “what to watch before watching TFATWS” and ofc it was all the cap movies etc. And for reference, I had already watched Endgame at least 3 times at this point. I fucking loved Endgame, still do, but I absolutely do not remember Bucky being in it for those first 3 watches. Like it’s basically my own personal Mandela effect. Bc I literally remember only Sam and Bruce being there when Steve returned the stones. And I remember my reaction to that seen being three things: “He looks like Joe Biden” “Aw cute, the guy from ant man is gonna be Captain America now, okay yeah he’s cool.” and “Aw Steve got to be with his old girlfriend”. That’s dead ass it. I don’t remember bein like “who is this greasy ass man??” Bc usually when I don’t know a character I question it but he was apparently just invisible to me.
So anyways, when it came to catching up to understand TFATWS. I was like okay, I already watched CA:TFA when I was a kid. And what I remembered from that was: science stuff happened, Steve fell in love with Peggy, and he got frozen. That’s literally it but I thought that was the gist of the movie so I was like “okay I’m just gonna watch CA:TWS.”
So when it gets to the memorial scene in the Smithsonian and Steve is all sad about Bucky, I literally was so fucking annoyed, I was not having having it. I literally was like “uhhhh do they expect me to know who tf that is??” And they just bringing him up and I was like “who the hell is Bucky?” (literally, I was sayin that before he did) “Why are they trying to bring this random ass dude in and expect us to give a fuck about him? Idc that his random ass irrelevant ass friend we never seen is dead shut up.” So then the whole mask off thing happens and Steve is like “Bucky? 😧” and I was like 😧😧😧😧 And then he’s all posin and shit and I was like “wait a minuteeeee I think this is that dude I saw on tiktok once, yeah, he is kinda hot I see why they might like him”
Also think it’s worth mentioning that Sam came up in that first scene and I was like “ANT MAN GUY 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩”. I was stanning him. Did I know his name? No. Did I know what he did? No. But he was funny in Ant Man so I was like “YAYYYY 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩.”
But anyways, then the movie kept goin on and I was like “maybe this bucky dude isn’t random” so I googled it and realized I needed to rewatch TFA bc that man was apparently in it, so I did and I was like ohhhhhh. Then I was like “damn that’s kinda sad” when I thought about how the two movies played out.
So after finishing the TFA, I skipped civil war bc I didn’t think I needed it. So I went straight to TFATWS. And I was definitely confused in some parts, but literally by the end of the first episode I was like “okay I think I love this Bucky guy now”. And then I got obsessed and here we are now. But yeah I think it’s funny bc I was so confused about so much.
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It took me 15 years to finally watch this movie and, well, damn, I should've watched it earlier. It is just an amazingly well told story, an epic story at that, that just hooks you in with the scenes and stuff as well. It is, on its surface, a rom/com, maybe a romantic drama with comedy thrown in. They way it is played - this story about a man who falls in love with some version of a 'sex doll.' It's played out really well, though, never stooping to absurd/ridiculous humor or anything really gross. It's well-handled, overall, and we don't really get any scenes of over-the-top reactions or bullying or the likes, which I feel many stories would've stooped to. Which I think is just a feather in the cap for this movie. It never drops to lewd pathetic-ness.
Deeper, though, it is a story about relationships - him and his brother/sister-in-law, him and the townfolk, his brother/sister-in-law and the townfolk, etc. People who, realizing that this is likely absurd and out of the ordinary; people who are, at least initially, put off by the whole thing; people that can't help but stare and point - all of whom come together and accept this situation, for better or for worse, all the way through. The doctor who, no matter how she might actually feel, treats 'Bianca' like a patient throughout and, at no point, really chastises Lars or tries to make him see that this isn't reality. They all band together, for him. This is also scene with the episode at the church, and then the party, and then the funeral.
And there's also the bowling alley scene - a perfect set-up for many writers to introduce bullies and the towns' worst characters - that ends up just being a totally heartfelt, great moment for everyone. The scene with the teddy bear too, as you start to see that things are changing. And then, when she's sick, the ladies who come to sit.
Everyone's acting is great - Ryan Gosling, of course - but I really, really loved Emily Mortimer as the caring sister-in-law who really was the initial driving force between the town accepting this alternate reality from start to finish.
And while it's a slightly serious story, at bits, there is also a lot of mixed in humor - lines here and there, situations, etc. - that really help draw everything together so well. This is, undoubtedly, one of the best movies I've seen recently. Absolutely splendid and so, so well done.
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beef chunks
i was JOKING when i said daily trailer post but i think i might genuinely be making daily trailer posts. previous trailerposting can be found here, today’s post includes stuff from the mother’s day video from today and a square trailer titled “beef” (hence the title of this post). it’s just a few tidbits but as usual they’re under the cut for if you don’t want to see any pics from the trailer or load a bunch of images, and i just screencapped these from youtube on my phone and didnt crop out the borders on the one in landscape, so the quality isn’t amazing. (also pls no reblogs, there’s a lot of ppl on this site i do not want to interact with, there’s a reason i don’t put these in the main tags!)
first off, i wanted to point out jon benjamin’s duck pin...apparently these ducks are REALLY emblematic of the movie!!
more on the character interactions in a minute, but note that the truck on the right in the background says “crime scene” at the top (do you call it the top? i don’t know truck terminology). maybe the sinkhole is somehow related to the apparent murder mystery driving some of the plot, like the victim was buried under the road (somehow) and they either found him when the water main burst or the kids found him while exploring at night (possibly louise when she goes down exploring and falls in? that could be what sparks her kuchi kopi imagination sequence)
at the site of the sinkhole, we have linda cooing over the kids and giving louise a whole ton of kisses (which louise is not enjoying). maybe related to louise’s desire to be more mature in her movie character arc, but louise is also the kind of person who doesn’t always want physical affection.
i’ve gone over this particular scene before and thought it might be in an imagination sequence because of the art style and also that these were wonder wharf prize items. i’m faltering on the former because we see louise leaping next to some similarly-rendered plushies in a shot that doesn’t look like it’s a dream sequence, but the latter seems likely given how that same scene could very well take place at wonder wharf and...where else would there be a bunch of little plushies. why are they on fire? maybe it was the burger cart malfunctioning, hence why bob, linda, and teddy are being chased angrily through wonder wharf.
we’ve seen some of this scene before but i believe the dialogue here is new: she’s moving his lips and saying “i love linda”...cute
looks like linda high-fived bob so hard it stung. that’s how you know it’s a good high five!
this could be from the opening musical number! that shot of linda and bob singing to each other across the window that seems to be from the beginning looks to be lit similarly, and mort and teddy have coffee so it’s probably morning and not lunchtime.
alright, on to the square trailer. the drawback of portrait/square videos is of course that we don’t see the whole shot, so some details are lost, but there’s enough visible of the new footage that i can glean some stuff to write about, PLUS we got dialogue.
“did you just use the ‘b’ word?” judging by the background and rudy and darryl (that’s his arm next to rudy, and this cap which is almost certainly from the same shot has them next to each other) presence i’m pretty sure this scene’s set outside wagstaff, so i’m thinking louise is talking to another kid. maybe peter pescadero, especially if the “b word” in question is “band”. i think that’s the most likely option, since gene is holding his new instrument, and the band in “itty bitty ditty committee” consisted of the belcher kids, rudy, darryl, and peter; they’re also shown in gene’s probably-imagination-sequence as a band, and that scene might directly follow this scene. i’m not sure what else the “b word” might be. louise has never been shocked by the words “bitch” or “bastard” and constantly says “son of a bitch”. they’re probably too cowardly to explicitly state that one of the main characters is bisexual. i guess it could be beef or burger but i don’t know why that would surprise louise either.
bob peering over what i think is the burger cart because the utensils are in a can which is strapped to wood, and the condiment bottles are tied to it, probably to prevent theft or loss during transportation. he’s whispering “they’re gonna see us!”--maybe they lost the people angrily chasing them and are hiding out?
“we can do this!” mort and teddy (with coffee) in the background again, maybe a little break in the first musical number for linda to reassure bob that his burger will impress the banker, which leads to the through-the-order-window part?
“i like it, i like it...” from gene, at the site of the sinkhole, during the daytime. obviously not the nighttime exploring because...it’s daytime, plus linda is there. based on everyone’s positioning and the shadows it cooooould be from whenever fischoeder shows up?
and, to close out the trailer, the kids screaming. i suspect this is in reaction to the sinkhole/water main geyser, since the background has what kinda looks like water droplets to me and like, it’s a huge moment that would make them scream. tangentially, i wonder if (since they’ve got their bikes here) this scene is connected to tina’s wonder wharf jimmy jr. imagine spot where she has her bike?
i legit love writing these and coming up with theories, and i also just. love looking at the animation. it’s so gorgeous there’s all the little micromovements and details and ugggghhhh i’m so excited!!!!!
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might become a captain america stan for sam wilson
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I was gonna complain again even though I vented in my twt drafts but instead I’ll talk to yall about my good news because why not
#I woke up and checked on my monkees complete collection shipping and it said it was in my mailbox!!#it is very obviously a boot leg BUT it’s all the episodes and the movie and the tv special plus BONUS content that was only found in the#limited run of the Blu-ray he remastered set let out in 2016 that you can find on Amazon for $800#SO ESSENTIALLY I HAVE ALL THE EPISODES AND STUFF REMASTERED IN HD FOR WAY LESS THAN THE RESALE VALUE#Like I almost CRIED I had suspicions that’s what the seller did but Monkees In Paris confirms it!!!#there’s a video on the monkees YouTube that shows before and after remaster of the beginning of the Monkees In Paris episode and the#description says it’s only on that 10 disc Blu-ray limited run so that means this person bought that and made a copy on normal dvds 👀#so I’ve been watching the monkees all day to make sure the whole thing works#and god it’s so HD you can see Davy’s appendix surgery scar in Royal Flush and where his bald cap ends in Monkee A La Mode#AND MIKES LITTLE BLEMISH ON THE BRIDGE OF HIS NOSE IN THE DEVIL AND PETER TORK#ALL THINGS IVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE BECAUSE ALTHOUGH I HAD THEM IN THE HIGHEST QUALITY AT THE TIME I NEVER HAD THEM HD#But this does mean I am for sure uploading them to YouTube when I get a disc drive for my computer#I’m here for the people baby I’m not keeping a good thing for myself what do you think I am a capitalist?#might even make a dailymotion so they don’t get taken down#like on YouTube the music will for sure be copyrighted and I might have to mute it#but dailymotion is a lot more leanient#OH MIGHT EVEN UPLOAD THEM SOMEWHERE FOR PEOPLE TO DOWNLOAD#why have a good thing if you can’t share it with the world#ALSO I’m gonna edit Head to take out that one Vietnam war clip they use since it can be very triggering and I know that’s why some fans#havent watched the movie especially my friends#it was in protest but like it’s very upsetting#but <3 HD monkees <333 I am no longer mentally ill <333333#I hope everyone is doing okay I’m not really but I’m distracting myself with monkees#writing a modern au and it’s just a bunch of lgbts#making playlists for them too just because
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What casual clothes the Twisted Wonderland cast would wear
@ferny-bread made a post asking what kind of modern clothes the Twisted Wonderland boys would wear. So here's my 2 cents on the topic
Ace Trappola: Ace buys a bunch of affordable clothes in good quality that falsely make him look like a rich person. A lot of shirts but without a tie, he always leaves a few buttons open. Suit pants. Casual blazers. Polo shirts with the logos of famous brands but they're fake. The only expensive thing he buys are fancy watches.
Deuce Spade: Deuce buys very basic, single-colored t-shirts, sweatshirts and hoodies and usually wears a leather jacket on top of it. Always wears jeans and some type of sports shoe. But since we know of the pink leopard print outfit there's def some weird stuff in his wardrobe.
Trey Clover: Trey's outfit of the day is either "normal" or "Vil would teleport me to the 9th circle of hell if he saw me like this". There's a 50/50 chance he'll show up in regular pants and simple t-shirts and outdoor jackets but there's also the possibility you'll see him walking around in a cardigan his grandma, who can't knit, knitted for him and it has the largest threads and patterns mankind has ever seen and you close it by tying a knot into it. Or he'd wear those v-neck shirts for men that have this terrible white piece of cloth in the v-neck for no particular reason and it has stripes in colors that don't fit together at all. His shoes are cool 9/10 of times though
Cater Diamond: Lots and lots of college jackets and bomber jackets. Lots and lots of simple white t-shirts under said jackets. A ton of trendy, colored sunglasses with cool gradient colors. And a shit ton of cool baseball caps. Something like this:
Riddle Rosehearts: Riddle's mum is a Karen and a control freak and his clothes radiate exactly that, after all she buys them for him. Sweater vests. Polo shirts. Neat shirts with a perfectly done tie. If he's feeling dangerous today he dresses like Nick Wilde.
Leona Kingscholar: As a Leona simp I'd like to fulfill all of our dreams and say he dresses like a biker because it'd look absolutely gorgeous on him (I mean he already slays in the Savanaclaw dorm uniform) but we all know Leona has a terrible fashion sense so I gotta say he'd dress in a bunch of colors that hurt to look at, don't fit together and have patterns that people haven't worn in years. Basically his outdoor wear. He also always wears accessories. The rest of his outfit may suck but his necklaces, bracelets and rings sure don't. He manages to look like he buys all his clothes in a thrift shop but they're all expensive from famous brands. Also Leona might never be king of the Afterglow Savannah but he'd sure as hell be king of ugly sandals. I'm not even talking about his school uniform shoes, literally imagine the ugliest sandals you can think of; Leona would wear them unless they're colorful and tacky. Half the time he runs around in these tho:
Ruggie Bucchi: Three words - Vargas Camp Ruggie. If you ever went to a public school when you were like 12 or 13, chances are there was this one kid who dressed like Vargas Camp Ruggie. And if Ruggie wears casual clothes that is exactly what he looks like. He wears this type of scarf all the way from autumn to early spring and he has a bunch of hiking boots and owns jackets and bags that scream "ugly but practical". He'd wear everything the Jack Wolfskin online store has to offer except that he's too poor to afford brands like this so they're all fakes from beyond the border of the Afterglow Savannah that he found (or stole) on tourist street markets.
Jack Howl: Jack's fashion sense radiates "I'm young, athletic and in the military". Owns a lot of clothes with camo print. Lots of Cargo pants. And tank tops. He always runs around in tank tops except for when it's really hot which is the days where he won't wear a shirt at all. He also wears those metal necklaces you always see soldiers wear in movies idk if they have a specific name. Apart from that he wears typical sport clothes.
Azul Ashengrotto: It's Azul. Like, what do you expect, of course he dresses exclusively in suits. He also owns so many different fedoras it's insane.
Jade Leech: Nothing special, lots of basic black pants and single-colored cashmere sweaters. A bunch of turtlenecks too. But the fabric of his shirts always ends up being soft as hell.
Floyd Leech: See, Floyd is a wild card. You cannot possibly pinpoint a style for him because you'll never know what he shows up in today. It could be something perfectly fine like his outdoor wear but he could also greet you in platform crocs and a fur coat.
Kalim Al-Asim: Kalim is the type of guy who combines traditional with modern clothes. You'll always see him wear something traditional from the Land of Hot Sands, be it a shirt or an accessory etc. but he usually combines it with typical modern clothes. Kalim has a fairly good fashion sense so it always fits together well.
Jamil Viper: Same as in canon. Several variations of school uniform Jamil and PE Jamil. Ton of accessories. Sometimes single-colored shirts and bomber jackets. A lot of outfits that radiate "crying in the skatepark at 3am"
Vil Schoenheit: Another one you can't pinpoint but in a good way. Not only is Vil always up to date with the newest fashion trends, but he's a trendsetter himself. He casually wears so many different styles and he loves fashion in general so he doesn't settle for one specific style. Fact is he always slays. He usually wears heels though.
Rook Hunt: Hats. Rook wears pretty basic outfits which just draw more attention to his large variety of extraordinary hats (he does this on purpose). He owns anything from cowboy hats to Bavarian hats to baseball caps. And of course berets.
Epel Felmier: Ever since Chapter 5, Epel's wardrobe only has two types of clothing - "cute and frilly" and "dangerous person with knife who'd sell you drugs in a shady alleyway". He either dresses like the most adorable person you will ever meet or like a total delinquent.
Idia Shroud: Gamer and weeb merch. Large hoodies. Shirts with uncomfortable close-up shots of the faces of anime characters. Otherwise pretty much what he wears in canon.
Silver: Lots of denim stuff. Simple white t-shirts with colorful symbols and print on it. Nothing special but he's pretty fashionable.
Sebek Zigvolt: Idk why but lots of suit pants. Also Sebek owns so many comfortable hoodies istg. He loves sitting down in one of these and read a book. He also has a lot of turtleneck shirts. In winter he wears long trenchcoats and scarves out of wool. He also owns fake glasses for fashion purposes (and to look smart)
Lilia Vanrouge: Lilias fashion sense is about as good as his cooking skill. He will legit just go to a thrift shop and throw a bunch of things he likes together, no matter if they fit or not. You know how the people in the music video to Thrift Shop dress? This is what Lilia wears.
Malleus Draconia: You'd expect a guy who has no idea about trends or modern human society and who spent most of his long life locked up in a castle to be an absolute disaster when it comes to fashion but the thing is, Malleus is a strategic buyer. He knows he already struggles to blend in with humans and he's perfectly aware he has no idea what modern fashion trends are so he buys stuff he's already seen people wear at school. Simple t-shirts. Hoodies. Blazers. Suit pants. Shirts & ties. Sneakers. Cardigans. But as he's used to from Valley of Thorns traditions he buys all of this in all black so he definitely looks like an emo while being unaware of what an emo is. He does look fashionable though. He also loves long af big scarves (wrap them around him he'd be so happy)
I also made a tier-list of my judgements of their fashion
#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland headcanons#ace trappola#deuce spade#trey clover#cater diamond#riddle rosehearts#leona kingscholar#ruggie bucchi#jack howl#azul ashengrotto#jade leech#floyd leech#kalim al asim#jamil viper#vil schoenheit#rook hunt#epel felmier#idia shroud#twst silver#twisted wonderland silver#sebek zigvolt#lilia vanrouge#malleus draconia
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what's the difference between what wanda did to those people in wandavision and what tony did with ultron?
I have so many asks about this. Hate asks, and people wondering what’s going on. This is the only one I’m answering.
Both of them are responsible for their actions. I’ve seen people try and take away either Tony’s responsibility for that or Wanda’s engagement and accountability.
In Tony’s case, the Ultron program was supposed to be a global peacekeeping program to protect the people, acting as a suit around the world to prevent events like the Battle of New York. He was doing it in the name of peace and safety. Tony was rightfully scared because he was the only one who knew what was coming. Wanda intentionally enhanced that fear in him and this drove him to create Ultron with Bruce. He has responsibility for it. Same as Bruce. He owns up to this, he took full responsibility and agreed that they needed to be regulated.
Tony Stark: A few years ago, I almost lost her, so I trashed all my suits. Then, we had to mop up HYDRA... and then Ultron. My fault.
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Tony Stark: There's no decision-making process here. We need to be put in check! Whatever form that takes, I'm game. If we can't accept limitations, if we're boundary-less, we're no better than the bad guys.
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Tony Stark: That's good. That's why I'm here. When I realized what my weapons were capable of in the wrong hands, I shut it down and stop manufacturing.
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If people think he needs to be in jail for it, then I’m guessing the rest of the Avengers too since all of them have made mistakes and killed people too. As a matter of fact, after the events of Wandavision, I’m sure that Wanda should be in the Raft, but because she’s ‘a poor baby’ yall won’t think she deserves that.
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It’s a big possibility that we don’t have all the info about what happened in Wandavision but we’re going to go with what we know so far.
In Wanda’s case, she did it to appease her grief and pain, and I can understand why she would get to that point, she’s been through a lot and maybe she was about to lose her mind. Instead of recruiting Wanda after the Sokovia incident, they should’ve given this girl treatment for her mental health problems. She just lost her brother and passed through a very traumatic war zone, of course she needs assistance. Cap and Natasha were the ones responsible for her because they were training the ‘new’ avengers. Sam was with them and he used to be a counselor to veterans with PTSD. He could’ve helped Wanda with some of her traumas. As shown in the series, Wanda did the whole hex business before meeting Agatha, which means creating that little reality was all Wanda’s responsibility. Hayward and Agatha did exactly what Wanda did to Tony (and the avengers/other people) in AOU. They manipulated her and played with her emotional traumas. Hayward showed her Vision’s body parts and Agatha started to pull strings to know how Wanda did what she did and her real powers while orchestrating against her.
Both of them have made mistakes. No one is better than the other. I don’t understand why some fans want to make someone responsible more than the other or blame one character for the other. While Wanda gave Tony that vision and pushed his self-destructive side to obsess over saving the world, he did create Ultron, what Tony didn’t predict was that the robot was going to corrupt itself. Same with Wanda, while Agatha and Hayward contributed to her trauma, she held hostage and isolated 3,892 people to create her perfect reality, ripping these people away from their identities and free will to fit her own fantasy. Don’t turn this into ‘omg poor her, it’s Tony fault that she’s this way'. I can’t believe I have to repeat this but you don’t see Peter Parker obsessively looking for the person who manufactured the gun instead of the criminal who actually killed Uncle Ben. Ridiculous that I have to repeat this example.
Oh and about Vision’s body (damn yall have a gift to turn everything into Tony’s fault for some reason). I can’t believe some of you think Tony (while grieving for 5 years) would give Vision to Hayward. You’re either pulling stuff out of your asses or you didn’t pay attention to the show. Maria Rambeau founded and was the Director of S.W.O.R.D. In 2018 (when IW happened), this is where she came up with a new policy within S.W.O.R.D. to ground snapped agents in case they ever returned. Maria was diagnosed with cancer, then two years later (2020), she passed away. Then, Hayward was promoted to Director of S.W.O.R.D., in his first years (2020-2022) he refocused the organization’s work from extraterrestrial operations to robotics, nanotechnology and artificial intelligence, etc. There, that was the 5 years. Then in 2023 it’s when he started project Cataract, which revolved around rebuilding Vision as a sentient weapon. Tony was dead when this happened. How come yall don’t get this part? I don’t understand, do you really think his dead corpse signed some papers to give Vision to those people? LMAO
Instead of thinking Tony would give up Vision just like that, think (possibilities):
Maria was the head of S.W.O.R.D., she might have just been keeping his body safe without doing anything with him. Maybe she trusted Hayward and he, obviously, betrayed her because he’s turning her organization into something else after her death.
One of the Sokovia Accords regulations states that the use of technology to bestow individuals (the term ‘enhanced individual’ in this book is defined as any person, human or otherwise, with superhuman capabilities) with innate capabilities is strictly regulated by the government, as is the use and distribution of highly advanced technology. Vision signed those accords ('I'm saying there may be a casualty. Our very strength invites challenge. Challenge incites conflict. And conflict... breeds catastrophe. Oversight...oversight is not an idea that can be dismissed out of hand’) The Avengers were no longer be a private organization and they operate under the supervision of the United Nations. This means they (UN) were the ones that referred Vision’s body to S.W.O.R.D., to a trustworthy leader, Maria.
Vision died in Wakanda, not in New York. Tony was missing for 22 days after the snap, the rest of the avengers should’ve taken responsibility for his body.
Why is it always Tony’s fault but never consider that other parties are also involved in this?
I want to address some other asks with this one. I know some of you are angry because people are starting to blame Tony all over again, so a few things to remember:
Tony did not create the Accords. The Accords were the result of all the collective actions the Avengers have done in their superhero careers. All of them have made mistakes and the collateral damage of that was taken into consideration by the government and 117 countries around the world. He signed the accords because he knew that he could amend them with the support of the rest of the avengers and he knew about Thanos (something big was coming).
Obadiah Stane (it’s so bizarre for me seeing that some people don’t know who this guy is, I’m guessing that the people who are watching Wandavision are too young to remember or didn’t watch the Iron Man movies at all which is highly probable) was the one selling weapons to the wrong people, not Tony. Obadiah was the CEO of Stark industries and became second-in-command for two decades. He grew jealous of Tony and began cooperating with the Ten Rings in Afghanistan, selling them Stark Industries weapons illegally. Imagine blaming all of it on Tony when Obadiah basically murdered thousands only because he felt a little green. If someone who you trust (he had no reasons to doubt Obadiah since he was like a second father-figure for him) does something behind your back (take into consideration that people like Pepper; who was Tony’s assistant and had knowledge of all of Tony’s activities and responsibilities, Rhodey; who was the liaison between the military in the department of acquisitions and Stark Industries, and Happy Hogan; who was his personal bodyguard and Head of Security of Stark Industries, didn’t know what Stane was doing either), how are you going to know about it? Tony trusted him. And when he realized what was going on he immediately stopped all of it. He worked hard to be better and people overlook that because they want other characters to look better.
Don’t act like Tony was the only one assisting the military. All of the avengers assisted in one way or another. Natasha (who used to be an assassin) was in the Red Room, trained in the Black Widow Program in association with Leviathan and the Soviet Armed Forces, served for KGB, etc. Bruce Banner used to work for the United States government and was commissioned to create a super serum for them. Same goes with the rest, Sam, Clint, etc. Steve Rogers was a soldier lmaoooooooooooooo like, what happened to Tony with Obadiah happened to Steve with SHIELD/HYDRA in TWS. He trusted the people working in there (SHIELD), served for them, did missions for them and as soon as he found out what they were doing behind his back he turned against them.
Knowing all of this, how is Tony always the villain for yall? I’m guessing because Tony’s popularity in the MCU, but still, aren’t yall tired of not understanding the plot and having people repeat it to you constantly? Watch the movies if you want to understand the franchise, people. Stop following the crowd.
Also, Wanda is not a kid, she’s a 35 year old woman in Wandavision, she was 26 in AOU and 27 in CW. Hardly a child. Tony had almost her same age (38) when he realized Obadiah was selling illegal weaponry behind his back. The only reason people don’t fully forgive Tony is because 1. he’s a man and 2. he’s a billionaire. Even if Wanda was poor she still killed and hurt many people over the course of her life. Stop trying to make Tony the villain only to downplay Wanda’s actions.
Both have killed people, both have made mistakes. They’re both responsible for them.
#wanda maximoff#wandavision#vision#tony stark#avengers#marvel#mcu#this is the only ask I'm answering about this#exhausting
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