#Max Deacon

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"For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning." ~ T.S. Eliot

Max Deacon and Jenna Thiam in The Collection (2016)

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Morfydd Clark (as Shelly / Mustang67) MIV JUST BEING AN ACTION HERO (3rd SET) In a VR game that can actually kill you. THE CALL UP (2016) [+] ..more GIFs on MORFYDD CLARK 💥 [+] ..more on “The Call Up” 🎬

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Last update: 21. 8. 2024

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• It's just a vase

• Such a tease *

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Mafia!Mick Schumacher

• Mafia!Mick Schumacher

Charles Leclerc

• Charles dating girl who smokes

• "I believe you"

Max Verstappen

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• Mafia!Max headcanons

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Lando Norris

Vampire hunter x vampire

• You don't wanna dance?

Joost Klein Eurovision

• Just be yourself

• That's what I like * /favorite/

• Jealous

• Joost's return

• Where have you been?

• Enjoying this moment *

• Wolf in sheep's clothing

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• Good things take time /favorite/

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Blurbs

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Tyler Harrison (Alien: Romulus)

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Baby Lasagna Eurovision

Nothing yet...

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• Burned cake

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• F1 Jesse

Peter (red riding hood 2011)

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Liam Stewart

• Nothing to worry about

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(Transformers)

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[supervillain-smut]

So, I saw this on Reddit, and had a few ideas.

For example:

Too many beds with Cooper. Sure, you're in a warehouse with plenty of choices. Somehow, the one you picked also happens to be the one he wants.

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss with Giovanni. This trainer really has no idea who they just "saved" from Team Rocket.

Really nice guy who only hates you with Deacon. The most personable man in the whole Railroad, but for some reason you two are mortal enemies.

True hates kiss with Astarion or Reaver. Oh, how he'd hold the fact he's the one to break your curse over your head. Make you work for your salvation and freedom.

OH THE ANGST of lovers to enemies with Fenris with a mage S/O that slowly corrupts, and the absolute heart-wrenching of Soulmates who are fated to kill each other with Wesker and a BSAA S/O.

Everyone's convinced you aren't actually dating with Vicar Max.

[q2k]

Max was gone for a while. Last he checked his sister was a ghost. Don't worry about it.

[comicwaren]

From Amazing Spider-Man Vol. 6 #046

Art by Carmen Carnero and Marcio Menyz

Written by Zeb Wells

[fallout-fucker]

Crows Of The Commonwealth

I was on CrowTok and it made me come up with an idea.

So, obviously a lot of the crows in the Commonwealth are made by the Institute, though I personally like to believe that there are still a lot of crows that are regular ones, too.

Crows are an incredibly smart species of bird, which makes sense as to why they're the ones the Institute use. To my memory, I don't think there are any other birds in the game. Again, I'd like to headcanon that they're not the only ones left but if only a few species of birds managed to survive the bombs and the aftermath, I wouldn't put it past crows to be one of those species due to that intelligence.

Crows are known for recognising people, which also works in favour of the Institute as to why they'd choose them specifically. If you are able to tell the difference between individual crows, you'll be less likely to question if a specific one if following you if you are aware they likely recognise you.

However, they're also known to bring gifts and trinkets if treated right, or actually attack people who don't. And they remember faces. I don't get the impression that the Institute treats them too kindly if they don't even consider Gen 3 Synths as people, who are literally created with technology and human biology/DNA.

If we imagine that the Institute Crows work like Synths do, then that means that they are also able to become independent like Synths can. We know they have the level of intelligence, more so than another species of bird, to perhaps reach that level of independence. That's exactly why the Institute picked them. Wouldn't it be ironic if that became part of the Institute's downfall.

So imagine a Sole Survivor, fresh out of the Vault, scared and cold on their first few nights. Hungry, tired, likely sick, grieving. Alone. They have Dogmeat. They have themselves. A few strangers they saved. Nothing else.

They're trying their best one night to settle. They've only been unfrozen for a few days by now, but have yet to leave Sanctuary. They chose to stay for a couple days to prepare for their long journey ahead, and rebuild their home so they had somewhere to go back to. Preston has taught them basics self defence and survival, Sturges has helped them temporarily fix the holes in their walls. They're not close to these strangers yet, but there's a small comfort in knowing there's still people, and people nearby to run to if anything not friendly comes knocking on their door.

They're picking at a 200 year old box of stale cereal, not able to stomach the taste just yet. In the end, they end up leaving it in a bowl for Dogmeat to have, preferring to sleep, hunger be damned. They sleep on the floor that used to hold the dinning table, not ready to sleep in the now-too-empty bedrooms.

By morning, their sleep is interrupted. Not by the cold October air that their thin, makeshift blanket- That doubles as their coat during the day- barley keeps away. Not by the sunlight that seeps in by the broken shards of class where the window used to be. Not by drops of rain that fall through the cracks in the ceiling. Not even by Dogmeat licking then awake, like he did yesterday morning. This time it's the sound of pecking and squawking that has Sole prying their eyes open.

A small group of grows picking at the bowl of cereal. They must've gotten in through what once was the window, or literally any of the holes of missing metal panels scattered throughout the building. Sole barely has it in them to care. They know they shouldn't waste food that could've gone to them or their new furry friend, but they truly cannot bring it in them to mind. They wonder if the birds have a hard time finding food, too, and decide it might not be a waste at all.

They sit up. A few of the crows fly up onto the windowsill at their movements, one stays enjoying their breakfast, unfazed. Sole waits, sitting still until the birds realise they have no intention of harming them. They glide back down onto the floor, going back to eating.

After a few moments, the crow that stayed perks his head up, neck twitching into an angle that lets him look at Sole. He hops over, stopping just before he reaches their lap. Sole raises their hand, thumb and index finger moving slowly until they land on its neck. His feathers bristle under Sole's pets, his feet dancing happily beneath him. The other crows finish their breakfast. Salem, Sole decides to call him, joins his friends who hop back onto the windowsill. They fly off. He turns his head to the side, a beady eye looking at Sole again. He squawks at them before flying off to join the others.

Sole spends the rest of their day taking metal panels from some of the completely collapsed houses to fix the holes in their walls. They're able to find paint at the old Red Rocket down the road when looking for more equipped tools. Repainting isn't exactly their priority right now, just making sure the house will be fit to stand against the weather, and for when it gets colder in the next few months. The paint will be useful when they get to the stage of being able to consider making it look presentable, however. Unfortunately, the only paintbrush they find is snapped in half. They toss it in frustration. Less so because of the brush itself, and more so because Sole has a lot of anger built up from the events of the last few days that they have no other outlet for.

They end up going home when the sun starts to set, having avoided the empty tomb of memories for as long as possible. It wasn't safe to be out so close to dark.

When they set down their tolls by the door, something on the kitchen counter catches their eye.

Upon inspection, they realise it's an intact paintbrush.

Their confusion lasts barely five seconds, as they hear a familiar squawk. Hoping on the windowsill is Salem. His eyes study Sole. He's waiting. Sole smiles, pulling open the duffle bag they'd taken on their supply run. They pull out two wild mutfruits, which they'd harvested from bushes near the station. Sole cuts them into smaller pieces, before tossing them gently into the grass of their back garden from the car porch. Salem glides to the pieces, now satisfied in knowing that Sole approved of and appreciated his gift. Sole looks up to the trees that border their garden where other crows have started to also descend from to join in on the food offering. Apparently, there's a lot more in this group than what Sole had assumed from the smaller one earlier. About twenty feathered creatures dance about on branches decorated by orange and brown leaves or nibble at the mutfruit in the grass.

Salem flies over once he's had his fill, taking a seat on Sole's shoulder. His friends also begin hopping over gradually, and Sole ends up sitting down to welcome them and pet their small heads. Dogmeat also seems to love the attention, or perhaps just the warmth that radiates from Sole's body as he curls up next to them. Every so often, one of them drops a trinket into Sole's lap as they snuggle into them. A random screw, some gears, even some bottlecaps. Bits and bobs that a few days ago, Sole would've considered mostly junk, even if they'd still been appreciative, but everything now is useful. They even drop a few things by Dogmeat's snout, who sniffs them, tail wagging. Sole doesn't think Salem appreciates the happy licks Dogmeat gives him, though.

Regardless, Sole breathes out slowly, deeply, as they take in the sunset and birdsong before them. It's the first time they've honestly felt any peace since leaving that godforsaken Vault.

Sole makes a mental note to redesign the kitchen window when they get around to fixing it so that it'll be able to open widely. They also begin thinking about designs for birdhouses, feeders, and small fountains.

It's safe to say Sole feels slightly better than they did when they went to bed last night.

They feel less alone.

For some reason, as Salem nestles into their lap, against their stomach, a small pressure builds in their gut. They can't quite shake the instinct, the thought that comes with it. The feeling that Salem feels less alone now, too.

[beer4breakfast19]

[vanguard-hunter-cayde]

"I am the righteous hand of God." -Street

18+ for mature themes. CW: drugs, potential kidnapping, drugging of drinks, swearing, attempted assault.

Pairings: Deacon Kay x Fem! Reader // (Streets Little Sister)

Kinda bad, but, its fiiiine, I'll do better later.

"and I am the devil you forgot."-Deacon

You smiled at the bartender as she poured you another drink, the team decided to go to the bar after a particularly stressful day, hondo was hanging with Chris, deacon and street, Luca and tan couldn't make it unfortunately. You were hanging and bonding as a team, you downed your drink at the bar and signaled for another, you took that one and joined your team, engaging in conversation and bantering with Chris over her misstep on the mission. "Okay, but what skilled swat officer falls down two steps-," Chris laughed and shoved you playfully, "I twisted my ankle! Y/N, you cannot hold it against me!" You chuckled and eyed her ankle, "where's your brace then- huh?" She glared playfully, "didn't need one !" You laughed again and caught Deacons eye, you smiled and hid your face, you heard him laugh and strike up a conversation with hondo, you dragged yourself back to the bar, the mental mind games between you and Deacon were exhausting, ever since him and Annie got a divorce, he's been off, and different, but he doesn't spare you with flirting, but also acts cold too, you shook the thoughts away and asked for (your favorite alcoholic drink), the waiter smiled kindly at you and set the drink infront of you, you took a sip and sat it back down circling the rim with your finger, the man next to you said something unintelligible and you turned to look at him, taking your attention off of your drink, "pardon?" He smiled and spoke more clearly, "what's a girl like you doing in a place like this" you cringed and shrugged, "just trying to drink in peace." The guy scoffed, "don't gotta be so bitchy" you muttered an apology and took a swig of your drink again, it tasted a little funny but you ignored it. The guy on your other side was side eyeing you a little too much, you tried to ignore it and focus on your drink. You started to feel woozy, your thoughts were blending together. You started panicking, unsure what's happening to you as you couldn't form coherent thoughts, or sentences, the guy who was side eyeing you, "come on baby, you've clearly had way to much to drink, let's get you home" you felt his arm on the small of your back, your anxiety kicking up worse, he started leading you through the crowd, your heart rate speeding up as your vision was blurring, you were nearing the door, all hope of being saved was almost drained when you heard street yelling.

//

"hey! Hands off my sister!"

Street came running through the crowd deacon on his tail, "who the hell do you think you are"

The guy looked at street, then at me, "you two look nothing alike, you don't know her, my girlfriend and I are leaving"

The sinister laugh that came out of street made the kidnapper shutter, deacon smiled at the guy, "your girlfriend? No no, she's spoken for"

"by who?"

"me" deacon launched himself at the guy as street caught you before you hit the ground, deacon landed a few good blows before hondo made it through the crowd and pulled deacon off of the guy, hondo handcuffed the man after forcing Deacon towards you and street.

"street is she-"

"she's out cold"

//

It's been a week and you've been avoiding deacon and street, you've been avoiding your job for that matter. Hicks said you get 2 weeks max to recover. You were lounging on the couch when your apartment doorbell went off, you groaned and walked to the door, opening it only to try to shut it immediately seeing deac.

He forced the door open and immediately pulled you into a hug. You felt your tears start to fall and your breathing becomes labored, he shushes you running his hands through your hair, "I'm so sorry"

You nuzzled closer to him, loving every minute of this, "deac it's okay" your words were muffled and barely audible

You pulled you closer and you could feel him melting into you, that you two were meant to be.

He spent the whole day with you at your apartment and you slept in the same bed that night.

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[iz-nomewrites]

Sup fellow brokes‼️

So since I can’t have Patreon, I decided I would try to make a CB Ao3 series using your prompts!

Send in your wildest ideas and I’ll write them! (In a month or so since I’m suuuper busy with org works, internships, uni stuff, and mental breakdowns— I mean mental health breaks!)

Think of it as Chase’s diary parody 😁😁

(Ex: Chase drinks all the slurpee in the gasoline station, Boris gets into Deacon’s room, Silver and Bronze make a mess)

It’s going to be a comedy and I plan to base it on popular diary series like; “The Misadventures of Max Crumbly”, “Diaries of a Wimpy Kid”, and “Dork Diaries”.

JOIN IN THE FUN!!

Type in the comments some stuff you wanna see 😁😁.

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Morfydd Clark (as Shelly / Mustang67) MIV JUST BEING AN ACTION HERO (1st SET) In a VR game that can actually kill you. THE CALL UP (2016) [+] MORFYDD [GIF Collection] 💥 [+] ..more posts on “The Call Up” 🎬

[stoat-party]

I’M DEEKPOSTING AGAIN, RAILROADIES

Deacon’s relationship with children(/his own lack thereof) is one of the most fascinating and understated pieces of character development in Fallout 4. I’m maybe too hg&:ghlkd@ to create a unified narrative here, so I’m just gonna make a list of details from the game and let you interpret from there.

Obviously he directly says that he and his wife were trying to conceive before she died. We don’t know whether it would ever have been possible, but, most likely, neither does Deacon.

He’s the only companion besides MacCready to love it if you share your grief at losing a child with Blake Abernathy. Also, as far as I can tell, he’s the only one to love it if you tell Miss Edna that children need love (and that love conquers all).

He seems to have some aversion to the subject of children, however (at least pre-war children). In the abandoned nursery he says, “When you’re done here, I’d like to leave,” in a very unDeaconlike tone. He also says he hates playgrounds.

At max affinity he has a very sweet line promising to help you find Shaun. I’ve never heard him say it so it could be cut content.

Reaction to rads: “Great. I didn't need to have more children.” (Yeah okay you liar)

He has two different pieces of dialogue that make it sound like he would have been interested in being a teacher. “So teachers, all they did was teach, right? They didn't farm or run shops or run guns on the side? Wow.”/“If I wanted steady work I would've stayed a teacher.” (Yeah okay you liar)

There’s a very cute conversation where he gets intel from a little girl (possibly Meg?) who’s his informant. To all of our devastation, the man is great with kids. Considering that and his dialogue with Travis, I think he’d be an amazing dad.

He also seems to have a good relationship with Shaun. He pulled out his “actually I’m a synth” lie with Shaun, but knowing Deacon I’m guessing it’s to prepare him for the eventual realization that he’s a synth himself.

[idk when this dialogue triggers, possibly also in radiation] “If I keep tromping around here, guess there won’t be any little Deacons scurrying around in the future.” I really hope this isn’t a joke and he still has hope of being a father. He’s obviously not interested in the player character, but that doesn’t mean he’s ruled out remarriage. He’s been a Railroad agent for over fourteen years, so he probably feels like he’s running out of time.

[sleepyowlwrites]

it's that time of year. I must give you spooky songs.

I'm not just throwing my playlists at you, either. you can find all 200+ of my playlists on my spotify. spooky is a blanket term, okay. the vibes are expansive but there's something...there.

spooky but in the background, mostly

the Ghost songs by Louie Zong

Ancient Souls - The Daniel Pemberton TV Orchestra

Edge of Night - Cullen Vance

The Mist - Max LL

The Inevitable Haunted House - Boqeh

Mass (Re-Imagined) - Phoria

Dispossession - SQUARE ENIX MUSIC

Ceaseless Watcher - harvo

Waltz of the Bone King - Peter Gaundry

Thryy Wyrd Tynns - Alec Holowka

Dance Off - Heloise Tunstall-Behrens & Auclair

Dragon Lullaby - Dave Volpe

The Gambit of Night - Neil DeGraide, Dirt Poor Robbins

Sleep - The Last Bison

Mausoleum - Rafferty

White Specter - Adrian Von Ziegler

spooky but there's something here with you, a creature?

Fangs - Little Red Lung

Rusalka, Rusalka / Wild Rushes - The Decemberists

That Unwanted Animal - The Amazing Devil

Into the Woods - PHILDEL

Into the Unknown - Evetty

The Nowhere King - The Centaurworld Cast

Aha! - Imogen Heap

The Glow - The Last Bison

Nature Girl - Cryoshell

Running with the Wolves - AURORA

Howling Moon - Coleman Hall

The Pines - Roses & Revolutions

Caterpillars (Of the Commonwealth) - Will Connolly

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

Errasuriz - Kiltro

Bloodsuckers - Johnny Hollow

We Have It All - Pim Stones

spooky but maybe it's you

Devourer - Aideoneus

When I Was Done Dying - Dan Deacon

The Yawning Grave - Lord Huron

So Tonight That I Might See - Mazzy Star

The Mortal Boy King - The Paper Kites

Stone Wall, Stone Fence - Gregory and the Hawk

Ghosts - James Vincent McMorrow

Oceanica - San Fermin

Going - Tow'rs

Sticks and Stones - The Pierces

Strange - Runah

All Things Devour - aseaes

Raise the Dead - RAIGN

Sunlit Grave - Saint Mesa

Remain Nameless - Florence + the Machine

spooky but we're having a good time, I think

Let's B Goblins! - Ratwyfe

Death, Thrice Drawn - The Scary Jokes

Great Vacation - Dirt Poor Robbins

Face the Night - Tennyson

Skeleton Song - Kate Nash

Bones - anne october

The Magic - Lola Blanc

All Is Well (Goodbye, Goodbye) - Radical Face

the jester - ratz

spooky but in pastels

In The Beginning - Fahrenhaidt

Kiss the Grass - The Paper Kites

Butterfly Water - Pastelle

I Was Feeling Down, I Found a Nice Witch and We're Friends - In Love With a Ghost

The Ancestor - Darlingside

Entangled Life - Merlin Sheldrake, Cosmo Sheldrake

Night Owls - Mree

[q2k]