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talia-rumlow · 1 year ago

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He Saved Me (Abe Guevara One-Shot)

Another One-Shot for a Frank Grillo Character. I absolutely LOVE Point Blank, so of course I had to write a One-Shot about it. This one is somewhat different from what I usually write. Because of the emotions in this one. I decided to make it a Self Insert, instead of my usual Readers Insert. I hope that you´ll love it anyway.

PAIRING: Abe Guevara X I (Me, Talia)

WORDCOUNT: 3416

WARNINGS: Suicidal thoughts, Alcohol Abuse, Depression, Unprotected Sex, Speeding, Guns, Strong Language

DISCLAIMER: I own my Alter Ego Talia (provided by @kitsune-raven), but unfortunatly I do not own Abe´s character)

HAPPY READING!

Being suicidal. It's not only about wanting to take your own life. Sometimes it's about taking that last drink, hoping that you'll die of alcohol poisoning. Sometimes it's about not quit smoking, hoping that you'll get lunge cancer. Sometimes it's about not eating. Sometimes it's about not bothering to put your seatbelt on in your car, when you speed up on the freeway. Sometimes it's about just not give a damn. Sometimes it was about living inside of my head. Sometimes it was that suffocating feeling of depression, eating me up from the inside, piece by piece. And as for me, I wanted it to eat me up. Praying each night for God (if he exists) to not let me wake up the next day. That never happened. Every day I woke up, to my shit show of a life. Working that same boring job, that I hated, for minimal wage. Having to turn every single dime, to make sure it would get me to my next pay check.

Friends? I didn't even know what that was. Co-workers, yes. Online friends, yes. Friends, real living friends, no. The few I managed to get through the years either left me, or got their lives together. Or both. By now I've given up. Screw life. I might come off as hard, and that was kinda my intent. People scared me. From experience they hurt me, so to keep the few pieces left of my soul, safe. I kept them at arms length. If anyone got too close, I shut them off. And not always in a nice way.

Boys? Men? Yes. I had that. A lot of it. Didn't care. They got what they wanted, I got what I needed. Like a trade deal. It worked. It didn't exactly make me feel any better. But other than that, it worked. I was fucked up anyway, so what was another dick, other than just that, another dick?

Psychiatrist? No, no way in hell. To give my whole tragic little life story to a person who's JOB was to listen. Who got payed to listen. Payed to give advice. Advice that didn't work anyway. Because they had no idea, no fucking clue what was going on in my head, in my life. They didn't understand. How could they? How could anyone understand? Fuck, half of the time I didn't even understand why I did the things I did. Fucked up. I told you I was fucked up.

Usually my days were pretty OK, monotone, but OK. Usually I did everything on auto pilot. Most of the time I didn't even feel how tired I was. But some days. Some days, everything shattered around me. Like a bomb went off and blew out every single one of my windows. Like my walls was being tored down by a wrecking ball, and I had no idea how to stop it.

And that particular day. That day I Met Abe. That was one of those days. The worst I've had in months. One of those days, I just wanted to give up. And if it wasn't for my strange fucked up caring for other people. I'd put my car head on into a semi truck that day. But I didn't, instead I took it to a carwash. Don't ask me why I decided to wash my car the same day I planned on ending it all. We all do stupid shit. So don't ask, just listen to the story I'm about to tell you.

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It wasn't the first time that week I woke up in a bed that wasn't mine. I lost count of how many it'd been. Didn't matter anyway. Last night this semi blonde guy gave me what I needed in those 5-7 minutes. It was OK. Not the best I've had, but, not the worst either. This was kinda where I was at the moment. Kept on finding the ones that seemed to consistent be in the middle of the pack. Easy guys. Boring guys. Fuck it!

I hit the shower. I should probably just walk out of there, before he woke up, but I needed a shower. And he didn't care about me, any more than I cared about him. I locked the door to the bathroom. I really didn't want him in there. He was average. Not too big either. Just enough to satisfy that hole in me. Some people use food to fill the empty place inside. Me? Guess I used sex. At least that kept me somewhat skinny, combined with the fact that the money I had almost just covered rent. Pasta was basically my diet by now.

I don't exactly know, what happened in there in that shower that morning. But something broke inside of me. And I cried, and cried, and cried. My tears mixed with the water in the shower, washing them away before they even got the chance to roll down my cheeks. But I felt them. This is it Talia. I told myself. Today, this is it. This is no life. You can't go on like this. So just end it. Fuck everything. It'll never get better anyway, right? So there's no use.

I made sure that there was no evidence of my tears, before I left the bathroom. He was already awake. Of course he was. Sitting by his coffee table with a coffee cup. Looking at me.

- You want a cup?

- Nah..

I answered. Looking at the cup again.

- I'll just buy one from Starbucks or something.

I looked away from him as I picked up my purse, and made sure everything was still in there. Then I quickly moved towards the door.

- You want my phone number?

He asked. Pathetic..

- Why?

My voice might have sounded harder then I originally intended it too. But, fuck it. I was never gonna talk to this guy again anyway.

- We just slept together!

He looks at me. God! Like that will matter in a day of two. Like he'll ever even use my number.

- Again, why?

I didn't let him say anything else. I just left. Maybe I should have given him my ex's number or something. Why do I hate being mean? Everyone is always mean to me, so why does me being mean make me feel like crap? I kicked a trash as hard as I could, before I got into my car.

My original plan was to wrap my car around a tree or something. And I can't really tell you what happened. But for some fucked up reason, I decided to wash my car first. Maybe it was that little voice in my head telling me to give it one last shot. Or maybe it was me, wanting to put some make up on before I decided to meet the man upstairs. Either way, it was one of the best choices I've ever made. Coincidence? Maybe. Devine intervention? Could be. Either way. That choice, that little choice to drive my car through the local carwash, for my last dimes. That was the choice that saved me. Guess it wasn't my time that day. Guess my destiny was greater than that.

Inside the carwash, I put my music on, cranked the volume up to max. Shut the world out. It made me feel a little better. Music had a tendency to work that way. Made me smile. Although the smile didn't feel genuine. I had literally nothing to smile about. A forced smile, brought on by the music. Fuck it!

The music was probably why I didn't hear what was happening in the carwash, and me putting my make up on was probably why I didn't see anything.

I didn't notice anything before I drove out of the machine. I had to stop the car, see if it was clear for me to drive. Turned the music down. Then, there was a tap on my window. I tried to ignore it. Probably an addict looking for a fix. Another tap. Fuck this shit!

I fished up my wallet, as I opened the window. Didn't look at whoever was standing outside.

- Take it all! I don't need it.

I said, while putting my open hand with whatever was in my wallet out the window.

- Mam, I need your car!

Oh for fucks sake! I need this car. Being robbed was so just what I needed right now.

- I have pepper spray in my purse!

I say, slowly turning my head towards the voice. The guy leans onto my car, looking at me.

- I have a gun in my pants!

His eyes, brown, dark hair, strong features. Jesus!

- Why don't you use it?

I say, not breaking eye contact. Showing him that I'm not one to mess with right now. I don't fucking care if he blows my brains out. Truth be told, it will be amazing if he does.

Before I get to think anymore, or say anything else. He showes his gun in my face. And for some strange reason, it scares me. I can't explane why. I was determined to leave this world. So why was this so scary?

He gets in the back seat, pushes the gun agains my ribs.

- Drive!

Of course I could have denied. I could have done that. If I did he'd probably shoot me, take my car, and my pathetic excuse for a life would be over. But... Instead I started to drive. Again, don't ask me why. I don't have an answer as to why I did that...

He guides me to an abandon building. Tells me where to stop, and then instructs for me to exit the car. The whole time he has his gun pointed at me. It's not like I was scared. Not really. But it was kinda uncomfortable. And I HATE to be uncomfortable.

- Do you think I'm scared of that?

I say, looking at his gun. He looks down at it as well, before putting it back into his pants.

- I had to make sure you'd cooperate!

- You could've just asked!

I say, before turning around to get my purse out from my car. When I turn towards him again, the gun is back in his hand. Pointed at my forehead.

- Keep the fucking pepper spray in your purse!

I roll my eyes at him.

- Paranoid, much?

I ask, as he comes all the way up to me, pushing me against my car. Dragging his gun down my cheek, before placing it under my chin. Looking into my eyes.

- That smart mouth of yours will get you into trouble, you know!

His eyes locked on mine. He sounds hard, but at the same time, there is a softness there.

- Oh, please. If you wanted to kill me you'd done so already!

He takes one step away from me. Looks at me. Assessing me.

- I need help!

He says. Before he once again puts his gun back in his pants.

- Yeah.. You and me both..

I mutter under my breath. I couldn't help it, the words just fell out of me, and I prayed to higher power that he didn't hear me.

- What kinda trouble are you in?

He asks, as he drags his shirt over his head. Turns around and picks up a bag from the floor.

I can't take my eyes away from his bare upper body. I've seen a lot of them. Bare upper bodies that is. Usually they were pretty common. Some had muscles, some had six packs. Some were skinny. Usually nothing much to rest your eyes on. But this guy. Seriously fit. Like nothing I've ever seen before. I don't even realise that he looks back at me.

- What? Never seen a guy undress before?

I can't find the right words, so instead I just shake my head.

- Well, you're in for a treat!

He says teasingly, before removing his pants as well.

His thighs is just as fit as the rest of him. Probably just muscle. Fuck!

- Change!

He says, and throws some clothes over to me. Looks like a cop uniform. I lift it up. Look at it. It has everything. Even a badge, and it looks real.

- You want me to wear this?

He comes over to me again.

- Well, I need help. You seem like a good enough person to help me.

- Don't count on it..

I say, mixed with a laugh.

- What's that supposed to mean? You're going to wear a uniform. It's not so hard.

I send him a little smile. One of those fake ones, I know all to well.

- I keep fucking everything up. You'd be safer with someone else.

He looks down on my body. And suddenly I'm very aware that he's only wearing his boxers. Why am I intimidated by this guy? It's not like I wasn't familiar with naked guys. It's actually one of the very few things I know. I've never experienced a naked guy that looks like this though, or one with a gun.

- So...

He says, unzipping my jacket.

- You like to fuck shit up?

He continues, while removing my jacket. Carefully sliding it off my shoulders.

- You might just come in very handy for me then...

His hands carefully starts to unbutton my blouse. I swallow, looking down on his hands, then up at his face. Totally focused on the buttons on my blouse. I should probably have stopped him. But I didn't. This you can ask me why. Sex was something I knew. Something I wasn't afraid of. So I just let him. Keeping my arms by my side. Just looking at him, unbuttoning my blouse, before carefully pushing that as well down from my shoulders.

- You can touch me, you know...

He says, looking into my eyes again. Taking my hands, and placing them on his chest. I look down on my hands on his chest. Noticing the bulge growing in his boxers. What the fuck am I doing? This wasn't what I planned should happen today.

- What do you say about me fucking you up a bit before you start to fuck things up?

He continues, as his hands reach the lining of my jeans, unbuttoning it, before sitting down, and removing them. Once again I let him. Carefully removing my legs from my pants. One at a time. Why not get some dick before I leave this world?

- Sit down on the hood!

He commands, as he gets back up.

- What?

- The hood!

He says again, as he grabs my hair, drags me to the front of the car, and pushes me face first down on the hood. And I can't deny that I enjoy this rough treatment. And again, sex is something I know.

He carries on to dry fuck me a couple of times. I'm about to give up the whole thing, when he leans over me, grabs my hair once again, moves my face to the side, and let his tongue glide over my face.

- Tell me to stop, and I will..

He says. Still dangerously close to my face.

- Why would I tell you to stop?

He grits his teeth to me, before moving his mouth down to my ear, growling like a lion into it.

I try to turn around, but he holds me in place. Strong grip, but not so strong that it hurts.

His lips on my ear, sends shivers down my spine. Usually sex was just OK. Nothing much to scream about. But this. I was dripping already, and he hadn't even touched me down there yet.

- Mmmmm..

I couldn't hold back my moans, even if I wanted to.

Without a word he pulls my underwear aside, and enters me. I was so focused on his breath in my ear, that I didn't even notice that he took his underwear off.

- Aaaa.. Fuck!

He grunts, as he slowly and carefully pushes himself deeper and deeper inside me. Shit! This is something totally new to me. Usually the men I'm with focus soley on their own pleasure. Never once stopped to think about what I wanted, what I needed or what I liked.

- Fuck, this feels good!

I can hear myself say. I have no idea how I even managed to get the words out.

- I know! So soft!

He answers, resting his body on top of me. Before he starts to move. My moans echoing in the abandoned building. Fuck! How good this feels. I haven't had this kind of experience in forever. Not since...

- I fucking love how you feel around my cock!

He grunts, as his hand once again finds my hair, and grabs a hold of it. As he leans into me.

- Fuck me!

I answer, with the few breath I manage to use for words, and not moaning.

- So good and tight around me. FUCK!

He says again, before thrusting upwards, filling me to my very core. Hitting every single spot on his way there. My legs are about to give in under me, as he keeps up his pace, and his hard, deep thrusts inside me.

I can feel it building up, even before it hits my lower stomach. I bet that even my toes were shaking.

- Yes! FUCK ME!

I scream out, with the breath I have left. Before the orgasm takes over my body completely. He literally have to grab a hold of me, to keep me from plummeting to the floor.

Not long after, I can feel him finishing too. Pumping his warm, sticky fluids inside me, before he eventually pulls himself out. Turns me around. And place a kiss on my lips.

- I'm Abe. By the way!

I need a second to catch my breath, before I manage to answer. Fucking hell that was amazing. Almost like a drug. Already now, I want more.

- Talia!

I answer, before taking yet another deep breath.

- OK, Talia!

He says, extending his hand. I take it.

- Let me tell you what I need you to do!

Then he tells me everything, as we both get into our Cop clothes. I kinda feel like I'm about to celebrate Halloween. But with what he's telling me, I get that this is nothing like Halloween.

He needs help to stop a prison transport. Break his brother out of prison. And we need to be dressed as cops, to intercept the car, and make them believe that we are the ones to transport him the rest of the way. Sounds easy enough. Although I have no idea how a cop behaves. But I kinda hope that he does.

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The interception went well enough. Of course with illegal stuff there's always a thing or two that goes wrong. Thankfully Abe had experience with this kind of things, and had a backup plan for every single little setback. Spun my unorganised head around. But in a strange way, being with him, although he was worlds apart from my life, made me feel safe. Like I finally found a home. I didn't even know what a home, a psychological home felt like. Abe just effortlessly made me feel calm.

We didn't share that many words. So don't ask me how or why I felt that way. Maybe it was the intenseness of how we met? Maybe it was the fact that he, and his gun, saved my life that day. Or maybe I really fell in love with him. But how could I? I didn't even know him. A brief meeting, and well the physical... thing... Fuck it. I didn't even know what love was. Damaged goods as I was. Besides, I didn't fall in love. At least not for real.

He kept in touch though. No matter where he was in the world. He told me what he was doing. Small stuff. Like friends. I wanted to be there with him. Still wanted my life to change. But those suffocating feelings dissipated more and more after he entered my life. That wish to disappear from the world, that wish just vanished. I danced to music again. And the need to fill that emptiness inside, wasn't there anymore, simply because the emptiness was gone.

Just as fast as they came. They disappeared. And even though I feel this, every day I feel it. I still can't believe that ONE SINGLE person, that you don't even know. Can have that kind of enormous impact in your life.

But he did. He saved mine!

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deadendstudiosx · 1 year ago

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very not so good clone designs i did *FOR FUN* + kennedys + idfk people who died +joanfk interaction ril. These losers aint SHIU

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katchwreck · 1 year ago

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PFLP Workers Day 2020 poster

By Guevara Abed Al Qader

“All the revolutionary toiling masses

Are a united front against the Occupation

And against the legitimization of the Occupation.”

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iskratempestmadness · 3 months ago

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Hi! I really like your Baki headcanons, so I was wondering if I could headcanons for the boys having a small s/o like a lot or more shorter?

Okay, let's do it.

I'm going to try a new format to describe more characters.

A thing from a high shelf

It was quite funny to watch. Honestly. He was probably trying not to laugh. But the picture he saw was funny, a little awkward, but undoubtedly sweet. The thing is, you've been trying to get a pack of cookies from the top shelf for a while now. While you were trying to finish the job you started, for some reason the idea of taking a chair did not occur to you. And of course your height was certainly not playing in your favor right now. So small and neat, you jumped, stood on chains, stretched and, alas, could not get the coveted pack in any way. And of course, this charming picture was accompanied by grumbling that the cookies could have been placed lower, and that it was probably done on purpose.

So how could he not help you? Of course he did. Coming up behind you, it took him a little effort to get the cookies off the shelf.

It has probably already become clear that he extremely likes your height and for this reason it becomes the reason for many of his jokes.

Yuuichirou Hanma, Chiharu Shiba, Retsu Kayoh, Atsushi Suedou, Jun Guevara

wearing on your shoulders

Not so long ago you decided to make a habit of walking in the park. However, with your boyfriend, every walk turned into a race. And this time was no exception.

So, as usual, you were walking behind and were already several dozen steps behind because of the length of your legs, and he was walking ahead with an energetic step, and for you he was flying, again because of the length of his legs. When you asked him to slow down for the hundredth time, he stopped. The moment you reached him, he picked you up in his arms and a second later you were sitting on his shoulders. Because of your height, your dangling legs barely reached his abs. The hands were on his head, gently running through his short hair.

... It was unexpected and perhaps sweet.

But that's only on your part. He was rather embarrassed at that moment. But he does not deny the fact that it is doubly pleasant for him to walk with you like this.

Jack Hanma, Hanayama Kaoru, Hector Doyle, Dorian, Kato Kiyosumi (he liked it between Your legs), Biscuit Oliva, Nomi no Sukune

You're wearing clothes

Perhaps lately you've been noticing posts in your feed too often about how girls took guys' clothes for themselves. Someone complained about it and was outraged, someone liked it and thought it was cute. You've never done anything like this. Well, the hour of your debut has come.

When your boyfriend came home, the first thing he felt was the smell of dinner. He could clearly hear the smell of baked chicken and potatoes, as well as the notes of salad. And of course the first thing he did was head to the kitchen. And bingo! He guessed right. The appetizing-smelling chicken was cooking in the oven, and at that time you were busy with the salad.

But there was something else that he noticed. He recognized one of his hoodies on you. Oh, don't worry, she sat on you wonderfully! Despite the fact that it was a little too long, the sleeves were long and the neckline was a little wide.

And.. it caused emotions. At first, a slight surprise, and later it was replaced by tenderness and quiet joy.

He definitely has a couple dozen of that image in his phone.

Baki Hanma, Kozue Motsumoto, Orochi Kastumi, Orochi Natsue, Tokugawa Mitsunari (in this case, the clothes just fit), Sikorsky (the coat was stolen), Koushou Shinogi

neutrality

Oh, it's uncritical for him, trust me. He has eyes, he knew who he was meeting and immediately appreciated your size. So... Your height is just your height. He doesn't attach much importance to it. However, he will support you if you have complexes about it.

Yujiro hanma, Orochi Doppo, Kaku Kayoh, Shibukawa Goki, Ryuukou Yanagi, Spec, Kureha Shinogi

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degeneratedworker · 1 year ago

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"We are carrying our revolution forward to victory!" Guevara Abed Al Qader Palestine 2023

#propaganda #poster #vintage #imperialism #capitalism #communism #socialism #palestine #gaza #west bank #israel #free #liberation #plo #pflp

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0asisbliss · 5 months ago

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Pirate

Parings: Jun Guevara x Fem!Reader

A/N: This is my very first baki fic so I hope you all like it.

“So you’re a pirate?” You asked your visibly annoyed boyfriend.

“No I’m not (name).”

“But you’re on a ship right now with me, and you steal stuff off other boats. That automatically makes you a pirate.”

“No it doesn’t. Do pirates have their own country (name)?” He walked over to you and sat beside you.

“I dunno?” You shrugged your shoulders.

You missed being around Jun, and he adored your presence. He leaned over a put his head on your shoulder, and wrapped his arms around you.

“Y’know baby.. I missed you even though you’re annoying as hell sometimes.” He sarcastically rolled his eyes.

“Awh, Jun.” You scooted over and gave him a kiss on the forehead in which he returned by giving you a peck on the lips.

You watched as Jun got more comfortable with you over the couple months you’ve been together. He’s been the sweetest as can be.

He was shirtless and his toned abs were visible. You wanted press your hand on them it was almost like you were seeing if the were real.

“ Whatcha doin?” He smiled as he took your hand and pressed it down on his stomach. You tried to yank your hand away, but Jun kept it there steady. He then brought it up to his lips and placed small kisses on your knuckles.

“I feel at ease in the ocean Y’know why? The breeze is calm and the waves have emotion just like humans Y’know?”

“Well how?”

“They can be unstable, and they can merciful.”

“You had to read that somewhere there’s no way.” You laughed at his intuition.

“You think everything is so funny.” He jokingly rolled his eyes at you and reached for you to sit in his lap. He pulled you into his lap and placed many kisses along your collarbone, and face.

You sat in his lap arms hooked around his waist with a smile. You started to doze off in his lap while Jun placed endless kisses on your forehead. It brings joy to him when you’re so close to him.

He loves it when you are willing to let his suffocate you in his embrace he finds a comfort in your warm touch. Your skin to skin contact is enough to bring Jun to tears. You’re his, and he knows and you know that he’s yours. By the time Jun was done day dreaming you were fast asleep.

Don’t get him started on how beautiful you looked while sleeping. He placed one more single kiss on your lips before setting you down in the bed and tucking you in.

He shortly joined you after a while.

The next morning you, and Jun got up and made breakfast for you two. Later that day you two sat by the beach shore. You thought about collecting seashells to make a necklace for Jun. That’s the least you can do to thank him for making you the happiest person alive.

#baki x reader #baki hanma #jun guevaru #Jun Guevara x reader #baki the grappler #baki son of ogre #baki headcanons

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rewritethisstxry · 1 year ago

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Hello and welcome to my mixed mosh little corner of tumblr. Here I write for a variety of fandoms and characters. Primarily will be featuring drabbles with the occasional longer piece. Headcanons will feature from time to time.

At the time I do NOT consent for my work to be translated or posted anywhere else.

Below you will find some more information on who and what I write.

MINORS DNI. Due to the nature of potential content, only 18 and older are allowed.

Characters || Rules || Masterlist || Slasher/horror writing blog : @slxsherwriter

What I will write:

Angst

Fluff

Smut

Platonic relationships

Alpha/Omega dynamics

What I won’t write:

Snuff

Rape, rape play, non con

Underage

Inc*st

Real person fic

Marvel: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Alexei Shostakov, Peter Parker, Victor Creed, Deacon Frost, Peter Quinn, Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Foggy Nelson, Bruce Banner, Brock Rumlow, Nathan Summers, Eddie Brock, Cletus Kasady, Otto Octavius

DC Universe: Bruce Wayne, Harvey Bullock, Jim Gordon, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Jonathan Crane, Clark Kent, Arthur Curry

Stranger Things: James Hopper, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers

Stargate Atlantis: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Ronan Dex, Carson Beckett

Sons of Anarchy: Jackson “Jax” Teller, Harry “Opie” Winston, Filip “Chibs” Telford, Juan Carlos “Juice” Ortiz, Lincoln Potter, Galen O'Shay

The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes, Shane Walsh, Negan Smith

What We Do in the Shadows: Nandor the Relentless, Guillermo de la Cruz, Laszlo Cravensworth

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield

Ted Lasso: Ted Lasso, Coach Beard, Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent

Good Omens: Gabriel, Aziraphale, Crowley

Video Games: Connor RK800, CaptainJonathan Price, Simon Ghost Riley, Sniper

Movies: Finn Brody (Godzilla), Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim), Terry Malone (Black and Blue), Abe Guevara (Point Blank), Bobby O’Neill (The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard), Guy Clifton (The Crash), Roy Pulver (Boss Level), Sloan (Into the Ashes) Braxton Wolff (The Accountant), Ethan Sawyer (Those Who Wish Me Dead), Bradley James (Grudge Match), Sam Rossi (Sweet Virginia), Mr. McCarthy (Me, Earl, and the Dying Girl), Grady Travis (Fury), Griff (Baby Driver), Adam Frawley (The Town), Buddy (Baby Driver), Clyde Brenek (The Posession), Patrick Sullivan (The Accidental Husband), Harvey Russell (Rampage), Jude Fisher (Peace, Love, and Misunderstanding), Luke Vaughn (Heist), Franklin Clay (The Losers), Max (The Resident), Nicomund the Red/Santa Claus (Violent Night), Doug Dennison (Sleepless), Frank Masters (The Equalizer), Hellboy (2019), Alex Baldr (Max Payne), Matt Graver (Sicario), Douglas Hunsiker (The Rise of the Planet of the Apes), Steve Emmett (Boa vs Python), Joe Braven (Braven), Lee Christmas (The Expendables), Deckard Shaw (Fast & Furious)

Musicals: Jack Kelly (Newsies), Dewey Finn (School of Rock), Hades (Hadestown)

Tv shows: Ike Evans (Magic City), Jason Crouse (The Good Wife), John Winchester (Supernatural), Mason Baldwin (Elementary), Colton Fisk (The Equalizer), Kevin Tidwell (Life), Declan Murphy (Law & Order: SVU), Eugene McGillicutty (Royal Pains), Chuck Martin (ER), Dickie Flood (Th Practice), Malcolm Bright (Prodigal Son)

Tolkien: Boromir, Faramir, Eomer

#fandom imagines #fandom writing #dc comics #marvel #sons of anarchy #lord of the rings #what we do in the shadows #pacific rim #resident evil #Ted lasso #walking dead #stranger things #good omens #obscure characters #obscure writings

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nekoannie-chan · 1 year ago

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Week 26 Reblog Masterlist

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This is the list of the fics I read and recommend in Week 26 2023:

Spiderverse characters when they’re in love (Spiderverse characters X Reader) by @angelltheninth❤️

Sister responsibilities part 1 (Steve Rogers X Maximoff!Reader) by @lazydoodlesandfanfic 💚💙

Threadbare part 3: Rupture/Fractured (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @ronearoundblindly💚💙

He saved me (Abe Guevara X Reader) by @talia-rumlow 💙❤️

Todo bien (Brock Rumlow X Lectora X Steve Rogers) por @azulatodoryuga 💚💙❤️

All right (Brock Rumlow X Reader X Steve Rogers) by @azulatodoryuga 💚💙❤️

Justice (Poison Ivy X Reader) by @alwayssunnyinedensgate💚💙

Sister responsibilities part 2 (Steve Rogers X Maximoff!Reader) by @lazydoodlesandfanfic 💚💙

Threadbare part 4: Necking region (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @ronearoundblindly💚💙

Closer to Heaven and Closer to You part 3 (Frank Adler X Reader (Past), Ransom Drysdale X Reader (Present)) by @georgiapeach30513 💚💙❤️

A dream worth forgetting (Scott Lang X Reader) by @caplanbuckybarnes 💚💙

Dancing in the kitchen (Clint Barton X Reader) by @there-goes-thefighter💚💙

Closer to Heaven and Closer to You part 4 (Frank Adler X Reader (Past), Ransom Drysdale X Reader (Present)) by @georgiapeach30513 💚💙❤️

Bound & Brockened chapter 6: Punished! (Brock Rumlow X Reader) by @talia-rumlow 💚💙❤️🖤

Lost you (Helmut Zemo X Reader) by @caplanbuckybarnes 💚💙

Unexpected (Scott Lang X Reader) by @there-goes-thefighter💚💙

Closer to Heaven and Closer to You part 5 (Frank Adler X Reader (Past), Ransom Drysdale X Reader (Present)) by @georgiapeach30513 💚💙❤️

Escort to the multiverse chapter 12: Let’s see if we can make some magic! (Brock Rumlow X Reader X Jack Rollins) by @talia-rumlow 💚💙❤️🖤

Kill of the moment (Clint Barton X Reader) by @caplanbuckybarnes 💚❤️

Upside-down kisses (Spiderverse characters X Reader) by @angelltheninth 💚

Home Sweet Home Chapter 4: Here right now! (Brock Rumlow X Reader) by @talia-rumlow 💚💙❤️

Closer to Heaven and Closer to You part 6 (Frank Adler X Reader (Past), Ransom Drysdale X Reader (Present)) by @georgiapeach30513 💚💙❤️

All for you (past!Bucky Barnes X Reader) by @caplanbuckybarnes 💚💙

Miguel O’Hara with short girlfriend (Miguel O’Hara X Reader) by @angelltheninth💚

Good girl (Stucky X Reader) by @sinner-as-saint 💚💙❤️

Closer to Heaven and Closer to You part 7 (Frank Adler X Reader (Past), Ransom Drysdale X Reader (Present)) by @georgiapeach30513 💚💙❤️

50 shades of spices (Clint Barton X Reader) by @caplanbuckybarnes 💚💙

To find the light, we must first touch the darkness (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @biteofcherry 💚💙🖤

Hanahaki disease AU (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @youreobsessedwithtoomanyfandoms💙

Closer to Heaven and Closer to You part 8 (Frank Adler X Reader (Past), Ransom Drysdale X Reader (Present)) by @georgiapeach30513 💚💙❤️

#Annie recommends #stardust reblog challenge

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yoshikagekirastoenail69 · 11 months ago

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Sorry not sorry I think katou, katsumi, Guevara, and Baki would all do that one trend that’s going around rn where the guy makes the camera go down and show off his abs like I can see them doing it and you can’t change my mind about it

#baki the grappler #baki #katsumi orochi #jun guevara

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docpiplup · 2 years ago

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@asongofstarkandtargaryen There's a couple of comics and films I wanted to post something about them some time ago, so here they are

Black is Beltza is a duology of comics, the first one was published in 2014 and the second in 2022, and they have been adapted into two Basque animated films recently in 2018 and 2022, Black is Beltza and Black is Beltza II: Ainhoa.

One of the main things of the comics are the sociopolitical environment of the places and the period the films are set in, for example the first one is set in the 60's mainly in New York and the sequel is set in the 80's and among other places, in Pamplona.

Black is Beltza (2018)

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October 1965. The Pamplona troupe of giants, a typical image of the San Fermín festivities, is invited to parade on Fifth Avenue in New York. But not everyone will be able to leave: due to racial discrimination, the North American authorities prohibit the participation of the two black giants. Based on this real event, "Black is Beltza" tells the story of Manex, the waiter in charge of carrying one of the giants. Headed for a long and unexpected journey, Manex will witness key events in history: the racial riots resulting from the assassination of Malcolm X, the eccentricities of the characters in The Factory, the alliance between the Cuban secret services and the Black Panthers, and the proto-hippie psychedelia of early music festivals.

Duration: 87 min.

Script: Harkaitz Cano, Fermín Muguruza, Eduard Solà (Comic: Fermín Muguruza, Harkaitz Cano, Jorge Alderete)

Animation Companies: ETB, Setmàgic Audiovisual, Talka Records & Films

Cast

Unax Ugalde: Manex

Isaach de Bankolé: Wilson Clever

Iseo: Amanda Tamaya

Sergi López: Warren Philips

Ramón Agirre: Xebero

Jorge Perugorria: Sargento Bravo

Angelo Moore: Rudy

María de Medeiros: Amira

Emma Suárez: Laia

Oscar Jaenada: Che Guevara

Rossy de Palma: Ruth Abransom

Ramón Barea: Ramiro

Hamid Krim: Yassim

Guillermo Toledo: Teniente Muñoz

Ander Lipus: guardia civil

Josean Bengoetxea: Juanpe, Pancho Villa

Lenval Brown: Jimmy

Valeria Maldonado: Esperanza

Sergio Arau: Juan Rulfo

Jorge Ferrera: Eliseo

Giancarlo Ruiz: Tin-Tan, Smithy, Sergei Titov

Josh Kun: Dwayne

Ray Fernández: Cte. Antonovich

Victor Navarrete: Guerrillero 1

Iban Rusiñol: Laurent

Exprai: Pedro del Taller, Hernán Cortés

Márgenes Dermer: azafata

Ramón Zumitrenko: Sf dentista

Stuart Casson: Otis Redding, Emory Douglas

KO the Knockout: Ben Cauley

Sistaeyeire: Angela Davis

Dratzo Gomex: policía fronteriza I

Marieder Iriart: Iman

Mariam Bachir: Amal

Black is Beltza II: Ainhoa (2022)

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Ainhoa was born by a miracle in La Paz (Bolivia) after the death, in a parapolice attack, of her mother Amanda. She grew up in Cuba and in 1988, at the age of 21, she traveled to the Basque Country to see the land of his father Manex. In the middle of the repressive conflict, she meets Josune, a committed journalist, and her gang of friends. When one of them dies of a heroin overdose, Ainhoa and Josune set out on an initiation journey that will take them through Lebanon, Afghanistan and the city of Marseille. These are the last years of the Cold War and both will delve into the dark world of drug trafficking networks and their close ties to political plots.

Direction: Fermin Muguruza

Duration: 86 min.

Script: Fermín Muguruza, Isa Campo, Harkaitz Cano (Comic: Fermín Muguruza)

Music: Maite Arrotajauregi

Photography: Animation, Mariona Omedes

Companies: Co-production Spain-Argentina; Talka Records & Films

Cast

Maria Cruickshank: Ainhoa

Itziar Ituño: Josune

Manex Fuchs: Hamid

Antonio de la Torre: Rafael

Darko Peric: Igor

Ariadna Gil: Isabelle

Eneko Sagardoy: Diego

Mikel Losada: Mikel

Ramón Agirre: Xebero

Miren Gaztañaga: Amatxi Tere

Maite Larburu Iman

Ximun Fuchs: Jean-Pierre

Gorka Otxoa: Iñigo Kortatu

Fermín Muguruza: Fermin Kortatu

Jon Plazaola: Javier Salutregi

Peio Berteretxe: Didier

Maryse Urruty: Armineh

Isidro: Isidro

Joseba Sarrionandia: Martin

Maria Forni: Yady

Iban Rusiñol: Commisaire Marcel

Natalia Abu-sharar: off Sabra y Shatila

Moraysys Silva: Tania

Maykel García Cardo: Felix The Cat

Bruno Coscia: Arthur

Maria Amolategui: Amaia Apaolaza

Papet-J: Chef Chérif

#black is beltza #black is beltza ii: ainhoa #films #comics #long post #animated films

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deadendstudiosx · 11 months ago

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havent posted anything here like 198389232 months sowwy so ill just gonna post everything here like all at once anyways this silly fanart of the clone parents and straight up real people lol

#clone high #clone high jfk #clone high fanart #clone high abe #clone high joan #clone high topher #clone high cleo #artists on tumblr #jfk #che guevara #fidel castro #jackie kennedy #tophabe #new au lawl #chtrpr #clone high theyre real people reminders #clone high cleopatra

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korrektheiten · 3 months ago

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Signal- statt Realpolitik: Die FDP bettelt um die Stimmen der Autofahrer

Tichy:»Eines der traurigsten Bilder in der bundesdeutschen Politgeschichte gab Tobias Hans (CDU) ab: Anfang 2022 sprach der Ministerpräsident während des saarländischen Wahlkampfs verzweifelt vor einer Tankstelle in ein Smartphone. Er inszenierte sich als Wutbürger, der gegen die hohen Spritpreise tobte. Das war aus zwei Gründen kläglich. Zum einen, weil er aussah wie ein Che Guevara, Der Beitrag Signal- statt Realpolitik: Die FDP bettelt um die Stimmen der Autofahrer erschien zuerst auf Tichys Einblick. http://dlvr.it/TBs6zH «

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ulkaralakbarova · 4 months ago

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Hunter, a newly pregnant housewife, finds herself increasingly compelled to consume dangerous objects. As her husband and his family tighten their control over her life, she must confront the dark secret behind her new obsession. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Hunter Conrad: Haley Bennett Richie Conrad: Austin Stowell Katherine Conrad: Elizabeth Marvel Michael Conrad: David Rasche Erwin William: Denis O’Hare Lucy: Luna Lauren Velez Alice: Zabryna Guevara Luay: Laith Nakli Aaron: Babak Tafti Bev: Nicole Kang Nurse: Myra Lucretia Taylor Dr. Santos: Maya Days Jill: Alyssa Bresnahan Nim: Olivia Perez Lillian: Kristi Kirk Dr. Reyes: Elise Santora Film Crew: Director: Carlo Mirabella-Davis Editor: Joe Murphy Director of Photography: Katelin Arizmendi Assistant Location Manager: Lauren Andrade Associate Producer: Gregory Horoupian Producer: Mynette Louie Producer: Frédéric Fiore Co-Executive Producer: Katy Drake Bettner Associate Producer: Adam Kersh Background Casting Director: Olivia Crist Producer: Mollye Asher Producer: Carole Baraton Assistant Editor: Henry Butash Original Music Composer: Nathan Halpern Colorist: Sam Daley Visual Effects Supervisor: Alex Noble Foley Artist: Leslie Bloome Foley Mixer: Ryan Collison Foley Artist: Joanna Fang Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Michael Kurihara First Assistant Director: Jake Martin Makeup Department Head: Kai Stamps Hair Department Head: Meagan Coyle Costume Design: Liene Dobrāja Production Design: Erin Magill Executive Producer: Haley Bennett Executive Producer: Joe Wright Executive Producer: Constantin Briest Executive Producer: Yohann Comte Executive Producer: Pierre Mazars Executive Producer: Eric Tavitian Executive Producer: Sam Bisbee Co-Executive Producer: David Boies III Co-Executive Producer: David Stone Co-Executive Producer: Julie Parker Benello Casting: Allison Twardziak Music Supervisor: Joe Rudge Line Producer: Javier Gonzalez Second Assistant Director: Brian Johanson Still Photographer: Anna Kooris Gaffer: Lorenzo Pace Leadman: Jake Harms Set Decoration: Frank Baran Property Master: Luke Carr Script Supervisor: Jodi Domanic Special Effects Supervisor: Pete Gerner First Assistant Camera: Vincent Weiler Second Assistant Camera: Emma Penrose Digital Imaging Technician: Jake Westphal Production Sound Mixer: Dan Bricker Boom Operator: Finn Pfeffer Additional Production Sound Mixer: Viktor Weiszhaupt Assistant Costume Designer: Celeste Montalvo Best Boy Electric: Anna Cocuzzo Key Grip: Alexander Prokos Best Boy Grip: Nick Neary Hairstylist: Kristin Nawrocki Location Manager: Lauren B. Taylor Casting Associate: Juliet Axon Production Manager: Maggie Ambrose Production Accountant: Jay Britton Production Accountant: Margret P. Dunlap Assistant Editor: Susannah Kalb ADR Recordist: Chris White Foley Editor: Nick Seaman Foley Editor: Laura Heinzinger Music Coordinator: Blake Jessee Additional Music Supervisor: Laura Katz Compositing Artist: Dulany Foster IV Set Dresser: Linnea Crabtree Art Department Assistant: Tommy Mitchell Art Department Assistant: Dan Normile Art Department Assistant: Bruno Vernaschi-Berman Art Department Assistant: Michael Allegro Script Supervisor: Abe Kemmis Costumer: Kelsey Sasportas Makeup Artist: Rosie Sklar Makeup Artist: Tracey Hussey Makeup & Hair: Lia Parks Second Second Assistant Director: Mike Moran Craft Service: Zola Zimmerman Craft Service: Mauricio Villalobos Craft Service: Joe Facey Post Production Supervisor: Javian Ashton Le Additional Music: Chris Ruggiero Thanks: Stewart Thorndike Movie Reviews: liena: I sadly missed the chance to watch Swallow on the theatre when it hit a film festival in İstanbul while I was there, but I’ve been keeping an eye on this movie since it wrapped and I talked non-stop about how much I wanted to be able to see it. Now that I finally saw it on VOD, I heard there is a possibility for it to re-run in cinemas in Turkey soon and I will certainly go see it again. This film made me sick, I hated every scene while it rolled but at the same time I fell in love with it. So well acted, extremely pretty to...

#abortion #housewife #Top Rated Movies

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