#Sherman cortez

[r0tt3n-p1ckles]

Happy pride 😝❤️🌈🏳️‍🌈

[succikko-draws]

i swear this isnt a fixation switch fhqfhhD but we watched a kid show with friends and it was weirdly addicting

if you know and recognize this show without reading the tags you automatically get a free request from me

[black-hole-daycare-attendant]

What Male Character Are You? Part 8

[thephoenixdescendant]

HEADCANON: HOW THE BF5 TEXT YOU

a/n: hello hello how are ya? I know I've been fucking dead for what, 2 years and then I come back giving ya random headcanons and disappear again for a few months and again randomly come back. I'm a goddamn mess and I'm sooo sorry. I just have poor time management skills and poor mental health. And also lack of motivation. Anywayyyys, here are some headcanons which I have been planning to write for a long time but keep forgetting to do so (also I don't know whether this headcanon was already done or not).

Vert Wheeler

Okay, so this man likes to use proper grammar. Will take his time to text back and NEVER the type to leave you on read, because he thinks it’s rude to do so.

He don’t really use the newer slang a lot.

Uses emojis as a way to express his emotions, and it’s quite literal.

Like this man uses the “😭” as a sign that he’s upset.

Uses the “😂”, “😄”, “❤️”, emoji’s quite a lot.

Long paragraphs about how much he loves you, paragraphs about what happened during missions are to be expected.

Agura Ibaden

Just like Vert, she doesn’t really use newer slang.

Only uses ”😀” emoji.

Will only leave you on read if she’s busy. Otherwise she’ll text back.

Will send you multiple texts but not enough for her to blow up your phone with notifications.

Flirts with you A TON. She may not look like a flirt but, she is. Only to you.

Zoom Takazeumi

Uses a TON of newer slang.

He sends you loooong paragraphs if he’s feeling very romantic and if he deeply misses you if you’re away. But if he’s feeling normal and as always being the goofball he is, he likes to send you short multiple messages.

Uses a lot of emojis.

Zoom: Babe, I miss you so much aaaahhhhh Love you!!! ❤️❤️❤️💗💗💗💗💗💞💞💕💓💓💓💋💋💋💋💋❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️❤️‍🔥❤️🥰💗💘💓💞💋💞💋💗💘💓💋💞💕💜🧡🩵💚💕💞💋❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥💕💋💞💕💋❤️🥰❤️❤️🥰❤️🥰🥰💕💕❤️

Never leaves you on read.

Sherman Cortez

Sometimes, you wonder whether if it’s his grandma texting because he texts are so….old people-ish?

He will legit sends you Good Morning and Good Night Images. Something like this:

Very sweet and romantic when he has a full on convo with you.

He usually never leaves you on read and when he does, expect a bunch of apologies and a string of “I love you”’s

His texts range from short to large paragraphs.

He uses slang rarely

Uses a shit ton of emoji’s like Zoom.

Spinner Cortez

Uses a lot of slang

Uses emoji’s more than words tbh.

Obviously, short texts.

Will leave you on read, and will apologize if you get pissed off.

The type to send you a lot of memes. If someone looks through your text messages with him, it’ll mostly be memes that you send each other and reactions from both of you.

Stanford Isaac Rhodes

He’s British and from the royal family…so no slang. He kind of hates it tbh.

Flirts with you (obviously) and also will have a full on convo with you while he’s on the mission (Vert doesn’t appreciate this)

Will send you audios of him singing songs that he wrote. It’s obviously about you.

Sends you selfies of him with a text saying “I miss you, my little angel”

Short texts, but like a bunch of them. Enough to blow up your phone.

Will get insanely nervous if you don’t text him back within an hour if you’re away.

Tezz Volitov

This man is complicated.

This man just doesn’t text and it’s not because he doesn’t like it. He forgets to message people and let them know that he’s fucking alive.

You have to be the one to message him first and he’ll message you back shortly after. (Or like a day later. Depends on how busy he is)

Does not use emoji’s.

There are days were he is the first one to text and those are verrryyy rare. (DO NOT poke him too much on that, that will make him sulk)

AJ Dalton

Blows up your fucking phone with a long line of messages.

And half of the long line of texts are just him correcting himself from that fucking annoying autocorrect.

Sends a bunch of pictures of himself. Either of him taking selfies with random things he finds during missions or of him making goofy faces.

Replies to your messages INSTANTLY. He’s actually looking forward for your message.

Uses a shit ton of emoji’s as well.

[blankrslate07]

Ah, my favourite part of Battle Force 5. Sage's "I Quickly Became Homophobic" Arc/j

[irishpotato19-hotwheels]

🔥Incorrect Hot Wheels Quotes🔥

Sherman: Spinner, I need to drive the Buster, so move.

Spinner: I can't.

Sherman: Why?

Spinner: Because I superglued my hands to the steering wheel.

[tezzford-trash]

Concept designs for Battle Force 5-themed lettermen jackets I'd love to have made on day

[writeious-hand]

I recently remembered a DEAD fandom I was in and everything just came flooding back.

And now I want to post about it again but when I say the fandom is dead I mean it was really small, to begin with, and it's been over a decade since it ended.

But still so genuinely good.

[stormshock-factory]

so whats ur fav dynamic for fuseshipping (bf5/rs5 right?)

Yep! Fuseshipping/Fusionshipping is my preferred general name for BF5/RS5 (Not together, just with their counterparts).

As for my favourite dynamic, so far this has been stuck in my head for sometime:

BF5 (I want to beat them up)

^

v

RS5 (I can make them worse 👀)

If you want a song, just listen to "The Red Means I Love You" because that song changed the chemistry of my brain and it's for these guys.

[orgath]

Loved this show as a kid :]

[lyssitalennon]

seven brides is so much funnier imagining the version from my bf5 fic I gotta finish that shit lmao

[alldancersaretalented]

Some Dancers' Choreography for y'all! Let me know who I should do next :)

Selena Hamilton

Mother Of The House - Pave

Pop, Drop and Roll - Everleigh Soutas, Pave

Telephone - Regan Gerena, Project 21

Women - Anya Inger, Project 21

??? - Inspirantions Dance

Perris Amento

Don't You Cry For Me - Inspirations Dance

??? - Jasmine Cortez, Inspiration Dance

Lament - Delilah Hewitt, Project 21

Hey Boy - Chloe Mirabel, Project 21

Angels - Charlotte Watters, Project 21

Dyllan Blackburn

Lady Marmelade - Avery Olsen, OCPAA

Kiarra Waidelich

Wanted - Addison Price, The Rock

Django - Kennedy Blazek, The Rock

No Light, No Light - Alexis Mayer, The Rock

Lost - Athena Pacheco, The Rock

I'm In Here - Athena Pacheco, The Rock

Silence - Sasha Milstein, The Rock

I feel Nothing - Tiara Sherman, The Rock

No Choir - Esme Chou, Project 21

Crystal Huang

Through Dark and Light - Melina Blitz- Rock

Brady Farrar

Für Elise - Kya Massimino, Stars

Scherzo - Kya Massimino, Michael Savio, Stars

Distressed Endearment - Callaghan Johnson, Stars

Effervescent - Ayla Flowers, City Dance

Flute de Faune - Mikaela Cameron, A &A Ballet

??? - Lillian OMara, A & A Ballet

Changes - Ava Zisko, West Point Ballet

Ellary Day Szyndlar

Tears of an Angel -Sylvie Win Szyndlar, Club

Destanye Diaz

??? - Zoe Flores, Stars

What I Want To Say - Lili Veziroglu

Ruby Castro

Solice - Sophia Gil, Dance Town

Film Credit - Sophia Gil, Dance Town

Transforming - Sophia Gil, Dance Town

??? - Carmen Beiner, Dance Town

What is Love - Carmen Beiner, Dance Town

??? - Carmen Beiner, Dance Town

Written In The Sky - Kaitlyn Santos, Dance Town

Hymn Of The Win - Sophia Novo, Dance Town

??? - Arden Auerbach, Dance Explosion

ChaCha Heels - Arianna Amador, Southern Strutt

Black And Gold - Alexa, Dance Town

[purefandomonium]

Mysterious New Member-Ch 14

Diana strode through the Hub, now empty after the others dispersed. She assumed that at least Spinner was likely to be in the game room and headed there.

She was not expecting to run into Tezz so soon. They almost rammed into each other, and although he was the one to round the corner so abruptly, he still looked disgruntled at the near collision. Diana shared his sentiment, though it had more to do with the fact she was still angry about what he'd done to her car.

"Of all the people to run into right now," she let out, intending for him to hear.

Tezz straightened himself up and glowered at her. "I see you are still in a nasty mood."

"I wonder why," she replied, matching his glare.

Tezz sighed and let his shoulders drop. "If it makes you feel any better, I apologize about examining your car without your permission." He'd told Vert he'd say as much, but even still, he felt annoyed at having to do it. If she didn't want them questioning her then she should have been more forthcoming.

Diana couldn't believe her ears. Not only was that the sorriest excuse for an apology she'd ever heard, but the way he said it implied that she was the one with the problem here. So many rude remarks were going through her mind, but she ignored them all in favor of keeping a decent mood for the day.

Sending him a fake smile he likely didn't recognize, she said, "Sure you do." She then drifted past him, ignoring the look he was sure to be giving her. She had other things to do than deal with him and his attitude right now.

She reached the game room without further incident and was surprised to see it devoid of the Cortez brothers. Agura told her they were out on the test track, trying out some new modifications to the Buster.

Diana saw the way Vert looked at her and couldn't have left fast enough. She emerged from the Hub just in time to catch the Buster skidding to a halt.

"That was awesome!" Spinner exclaimed, jumping out of the hatch. "Now we're tough and fast!"

"Told you it would work, big bro," came Sherman as he hit the ground. "Now if only I could get more than a single boost out of it before it needed to recharge��"

"What are you guys testing?" She hoped the smile she wore looked more genuine than it felt. She was still so wary around the others, always feeling like they were being careful of her. Sherman didn't look apprehensive, but she felt like he was. She hadn't interacted enough with Spinner to really be able to tell, but something—more than likely her nerves—told her he felt the same. She pushed it aside for now.

"Sherman hooked up a new booster to the Buster. We just went from zero to freaking ninety in like, four seconds flat!"

"Actually, it was three-point-seven seconds," Sherman corrected with a grin.

Diana whistled in appreciation. "With that kinda speed right off the bat, you could barrel through half an army of bots."

"Oh man, now that would rock. Hey, Sherm, think we could bump it up to a hundred?"

"Nah, the output would be too much for it to handle." As he said it, he looked thoughtful. It was likely he was contemplating it.

Diana was already running out of conversation. Should she ask them to help her practice more? Do a few laps herself? Maybe she was imposing on their quality time and the two brothers were hoping she'd leave soon. The more she thought about it, the more awkward she felt.

"Hey, I have an idea," Spinner said suddenly. "Why don't we race each other?"

"I mean, yeah sure, okay," Diana said to his mischievous grin.

Spinner was already shaking his head. "I don't mean on the test track. I mean out in the Flats. We can do a little relay race. First one to the rock wall and back wins."

"Now that's something I can't pass up. Think you stand a chance in that thing?"

"Bet you can't do it in the Camaro."

They fell silent.

Sherman looked between his brother and Diana, wondering if she'd caught on to what Spinner was clearly trying to do. Spinner was, admittedly, keeping up a strong poker face despite the situation. And Diana…

For a second it looked like she'd call them out on their game and bail. There a was a moment when Sherman was sure she'd throw a punch at Spinner for the suggestion.

But then her face split into a grin and she said, "You're on."

A few minutes later saw them at their impromptu starting line, engines revving. The Buster, despite its size and power, was put to shame by the burble of the Camaro's exhaust note. Only time would tell if its speed would be called into question too.

"Ready?" Spinner asked over their watch's radio.

"Get set," Diana said back, giving a good rev to the supercharged V8.

"Go!"

Both cars took off, leaving a massive cloud of dust in their wake. The Buster took the lead off the line, but only because Sherman had used the booster. Once it wore off, the Camaro began closing the distance at an alarming rate.

As it approached the Buster, Spinner leaned over to see what Sherman was doing on the dash computer. "Well? Anything weird pop up?"

"Not so far, bro." He gave the tank more gas but the jet black Camaro was still keeping pace. Within several intense seconds they were almost neck-and-neck; the Buster mere inches ahead. Sherman noted the speed at which they were approaching the rock face and started decelerating, intending to do a one-eighty and gun it before Diana could. He was betting on the booster being recharged by the time they were halfway back, that way she wouldn't have time to catch up and would really have to push the engine. If he could get some readings off the car, maybe he could use them to theorize a pattern.

They were yards away from the checkpoint when Diana took advantage of the Buster's shed speed. She dropped a couple gears, spun the tail out, whipped past their front end and was flying back towards the base by the time they'd regained traction from their own turnaround.

"Wow, she is fast!" Spinner said in awe.

Diana grinned at the blue six-wheeler in her rearview. Futuristic alien cars were nice and all, but nothing put a smile on her face quite like the Chevy. She let out a whoop as she floored it and made tracks back to base.

They were several yards away from her when Sherman activated the booster again. The Buster lurched and closed the distance in seconds.

Diana saw them coming in hot and flipped a switch below the radio. The rpms went well above red line as the Camaro's engine roared. She was pushed back into her seat as the car rocketed through the desert, the Buster becoming nothing more than a distant memory.

Sherman could only watch as Diana left them in the dust; he eased off the gas and came to a gentle stop as the Camaro skidded to a halt. He gave a final glance at his screens before nodding to Spinner and getting out.

"That was so not fair!" the elder Cortez cried as he hopped out of the Buster. "You can't just go all Fast and Furious on us out of nowhere like that."

"You mean it's only fair when you do it?" She stepped out into the sun, grin still plastered to her face and heart racing. "I recall you being awfully heavy-handed with your own turbo."

"Yeah, well, it's different when we do it. At least you knew about it."

Sherman and Diana rolled their eyes at Spinner's mock-pout.

"I gotta hand it to you," Sherman began. "You really know how to drive. That one-eighty you pulled back there was flawless!"

Her cheeks grew hot and she hoped they didn't notice. Rubbing her elbow, she said, "Yeah, well, practice makes perfect. You don't grow up with a car-loving dad and not know how to drive."

Sherman nodded. "Well, I think it's pretty obvious I've got some work to do on that booster. Can't have a classic beating me in a race. C'mon, Spin, I'm gonna need your help calibrating."

"Guess this means we're getting from zero to a hundred in four seconds flat?" he asked as Sherman climbed back into the driver's seat.

"A hundred? I bet if I beef up the coils I could get it even faster." To Diana, he added, "We'll be in the shop if you need us."

"Alright. I'll be out here running laps." She waved them off and strode back to the Camaro.

"You get anything, bro?" Spinner asked once they were back in the Hub.

"Oh, I got plenty, Spin." He scanned through the data as he parked the Buster. "With this info I bet we could figure out how her car's putting out so much energy. That was a good call back there. You even kept a straight face."

Spinner rubbed his hands together with a sinister chuckle. "Oh, practice makes perfect alright."

They got out and before Sherman could question him there was a loud pop followed by Stanford shouting in the distance. The Brit came rushing in and they had to contain their laughter.

Stanford was covered head to toe in pink, glittery goo. He was still struggling to wipe it off his face when he ran over.

"I've been ambushed!" The purple of his Shock Suit was barely visible and he was certain he'd be rinsing glitter out of his hair for days. "What kind of monster did this?!" He cleared away the goo and locked eyes with Spinner before stomping towards him. "Don't think you're getting away with this, you heathen!"

Spinner brought his hands up in a defensive gesture. "Hey, don't look at me! That's a brilliant prank and all but glitter is way too much work. And rigging it to shoot in your face with slime too? Nuh uh. One wrong move and it's pretty in pink for days. I'm more of an old-fashioned prankster myself."

Stanford looked confounded. His eyes flicked from one Cortez to the other. "But… But if it wasn't you then… Who was it?"

"Someone with some serious ninja stealth skills, obviously. Zoom was pretty upset about you embarrassing him in front of Grace, after all."

"That traitorous scum. I should've known he'd do something like this." He stormed off to go have a few choice words with the scout.

Sherman stood in shock, having witnessed the whole thing and still not quite believing it. He gave a long-suffering sigh at Spinner's wicked grin. "I guess you have been practicing, huh?"

"You know it. If I can keep this up, I bet I can start a full-on war between all the others. Then I could just sit back and watch."

"You'll have to put your doomsday prank plans on hold until after we've shown this data to Sage. And after I've already left so I don't get involved." He gave Spin a brotherly shove as they headed off to find Sage.

[cheerfulmelancholies]

Mysterious New Member-Chapter 10

It didn't take Diana too long to get back home. At the speed she was traveling, it only took about an hour, and that was only because she had to hit the main roads eventually and slow down. Still, it was enough time for her to calm her nerves. She was still upset, but she felt like she could have a civil confrontation now. She let out an agitated sigh as she pulled into her driveway.

Diana Linden was a lot of things, but level-headed had never been one of them. Despite her outward appearance, she always felt a hair's breadth away from spiraling into a fit. These days especially. She thought back to everything the Battle Force had told her, all of the stories about aliens and robots and inter-dimensional travel. She thought back to her recent battle against the Red Sentients. She thought about everything she thought she knew and decided that it all added up well enough for her to give them a second chance.

She stepped out of the car and trotted up the porch. She had answers she needed to get and she refused to let them slip from her grasp a second time. A good night's rest and some extra supplies from home and she'd be ready to go.

***

BF5's two resident geniuses were in the lab, lost in discussion about the hieroglyphs. They had been tossing theories back and forth for some time now and still hadn't managed to reach a consensus.

Tezz was convinced there was some hidden purpose; a logical reason for the layout of the room and the etchings on the walls.

Sherman believed the whole thing was madness and only held meaning to the person or people who built it and nothing more.

"It is most fascinating how the inner room was designed," said Tezz as he and Sherman went over the photos he took for the umpteenth time. "Especially the structure that held the Key. It almost appears to be a sort of... alter, perhaps? Some kind of monument maybe."

Sherman hummed in thought. "Yeah, maybe. But what for? The Sentients?"

"It is possible."

"Didn't Sage say that the markings were an incoherent fusion of Sentient lore? Maybe whoever, or whatever, built this place thought they were some kind of divine beings. Maybe the whole thing is one giant tribute."

"But why rig it to self-destruct once the Key was removed? It makes no sense."

"It's obvious that the Key wasn't meant to be moved then, but I see your point. Maybe we're over thinking this. Maybe it was just a deranged Sark, like Tors-10."

Tezz let out a frustrated groan as he closed his eyes and willed himself not to make any snide remarks. As much as he and Sherman were both invested in science and Sentient history, the younger Cortez often irritated him with his unwillingness to dive deep into things. There was no such thing as over thinking; it was obvious they weren't thinking this through enough.

Sherman bit back a yawn. Between the battle with the Reds and the current situation, he was feeling drained. "Why don't you take a break, Tezz? It's already pretty late."

"I will continue my research alone then," he said, back already to Sherman as he faced the screens once more.

"Suit yourself," the younger Cortez said with a shrug. He left and went straight for his room.

Tezz turned to look at the empty spot where Sherman once stood. With a sigh, he went back to inspecting the images. His biggest roadblock was not being able to decipher the markings on the walls and structure. If he could just know what they were saying, he was certain he'd have the entire thing figured out by now. He sat back down and forced himself to focus.

***

It had been dead quiet for hours until the door slid open. Vert's sudden entry into his lab startled Tezz from his notes. He let out a gasp as he whirled to face the door.

"Sorry," said the blonde as he strode in wearing an apologetic frown.

"Is it not common courtesy to knock?" came Tezz's disgruntled reply. He folded his arms to hide the steadying breath he took. "I am surprised to see you up so late." As absorbed as he was in his research, he was careful not to lose track of too much time. Several incidents with delicate experiments forced him to be more aware of when he needed rest.

At two-thirty in the morning, even he was reaching his limit.

"Listen, Tezz, I didn't come here to be lectured about social etiquette by you of all people." He let out a heavy sigh and willed himself to keep his cool. "I'm sorry. I'm just... frustrated. With everything that's happened I–"

"You are still angry with me about earlier." It didn't even need to be said.

Vert sighed again and rubbed his forehead. As tone deaf as Tezz was when it came to social interactions, if even he was picking up on his emotions, they weren't being very well-concealed.

"I understand why you are so upset. I don't blame you." He turned to his notes and began saving his findings before shutting everything down. "You were right; I should have at least waited for a more suitable time. If you want me to try and remedy the situation, I will." He turned back to find Vert staring at him, eyes wide and mouth agape.

"...Are you... Is this an apology?" He got an annoyed sigh. "I'm sorry, I just wasn't expecting you to... own up to it so quickly. Or at all."

"Even I know when I have made a grave miscalculation, Vert. I just could not help myself. The readings, her secrets... I had to know what she was hiding with that car of hers."

"Well, now that we do know, no more snooping. Got it? We can't afford to chase her off like this again. She might not come back the second time."

"You seem convinced she is coming back this time," he countered.

"Agura's instincts seem to be." Tezz opened his mouth–likely to point out that instincts were not fact–and Vert brought his hand up. "The real reason why I came here was to apologize about snapping at you before. I shouldn't have done that, especially not in front of the others."

"I know there is more to it than that," he said with a small smile.

"And I thought I'd make sure you didn't pass out in your lab again. We really don't need you burning down the Hub."

They shared a chuckle.

Waving a hand, Tezz said, "I am hardly ever wrong and when I am, I make sure not to make the same mistake twice. I was actually just about to retire. I have not made much progress with the hieroglyphs, though they have proven fascinating to study."

"We'll get 'em figured out eventually. Between you, Sherman and Sage, I expect something by the end of the week." Vert yawned before saying goodnight and leaving to turn in.

Tezz stretched and followed Vert's lead, heading to his own room to get some much-needed rest.

Chapter 11: here

Chapter 9: here

[wulf1]

IS YOUR ELECTED REP ONE OF THESE ?

The 158 Democrats who voted against the bill are:

Alma Adams, North Carolina

Pete Aguilar, California

Gabe Amo, Rhode Island

Jake Auchincloss, Massachusetts

Becca Balint, Vermont

Nanette Barragán, California

Joyce Beatty, Ohio

Ami Bera, California

Donald Beyer, Virginia

Sanford D. Bishop Jr., Georgia

Earl Blumenauer, Oregon

Suzanne Bonamici, Oregon

Lisa Blunt Rochester, Delaware

Jamaal Bowman, New York

Shontel Brown, Ohio

Julia Brownley, California

Cori Bush, Missouri

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Tony Cárdenas, California

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Delia Ramirez, Illinois

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Mary Scanlon, Pennsylvania

Janice Schakowsky, Illinois

Adam Schiff, California

Bradley Schneider, Illinois

Robert "Bobby" Scott, Virginia

David Scott, Georgia

Terri Sewell, Alabama

Brad Sherman, California

Darren Soto, Florida

Melanie Stansbury, New Mexico

Haley Stevens, Michigan

Marilyn Strickland, Washington

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Vert: So, what's it been like working with Spinner since you both were kids?

Sherman: Imagine working with someone completely civilized, mature, and responsible.

Sherman: Now throw all of that out a window...