#Walter O’Brien imagine

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Walter x reader - a little unsure

Walter O'brian x reader. Either reader is a vigilante (yes. I have a problem. an obsession with vigilante reader. shh.) or is one of his co-workers. Maybe a Tony Starkisc reader? Smart with mechanics and VERY VERY advanced things but not the best with emotions. (like the rest of the team.) their feelings for each other got so bad, even the team had to yell at them their feelings are shared. - @nyxiethesimp 💜

A/N: it’s been a while since I watched the show so sorry if it’s bad 😅

Sitting in front of your desk, you grabbed the wrench next to you and carried on working in the part of the car engine in front of you.

You heard the door to your garage open then it closed.

“You haven’t been in for the past two days.”

You glanced up at the man who walked in then back down to what you were working on and he walked over, sitting in front of you.

“Your case isn’t all that interesting to me.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s a plain and simple car jacking, that is boring Walter, you know it’s boring too, I don’t see why you took it.”

“There’s more too it, I was actually hoping I would be able to convince you to help. I was going to send Paige since she’s more of communication person, but they told me to come.”

You set the wrench down, then you picked up something else to take apart the engine so you could get at what you needed.

While you were doing that Walter set a few papers on the table.

“There were some microchips in the car, they contain codes for missiles all over the country, they were going to be sold, we need to find them.”

“So, check all the sites, they’ll be up there somewhere.”

“Done that, nothing. Cabe was hoping you could check with some of your informants.”

You stopped what you were doing and looked at Walter, leaning back in your chair.

You held out your hand and he got up, walking around the table to sit on it in front of you, handing them over.

You flicked through them, taking one of them before handing him back the rest.

“Yeah, okay. But he owes me money.”

“I don’t understand why you don’t just work with us, you do the same thing, and you’ll get a regular pay as well.”

Folding up the paper, you set it inside your jacket pocket.

“I don’t like other people Walter, people get in the way, working as a team makes things go slowly and I have no patience for that.”

“But you like the team. Right?”

“Of course, otherwise I wouldn’t let them come here.”

Walter followed you across the room.

“You don’t let Cabe in.”

“He’s a federal agent, for both our sakes it better he doesn’t know what I do properly, what he doesn’t know can’t get him trouble, and it means I also don’t get arrested.”

“So, will you help?”

You nodded, grabbing the keys to your bike as well your helmet.

“I’ll meet you at yours.”

“Thank you.”

He left and you left a few minutes later, heading to one of the well known underground bars and you walked to the bartender.

You leant over the counter.

“Stolen microchips, what do you know?”

He looked at you.

“Nothing you need to know.”

Humming a little, you grabbed him by the collar, slammed your helmet against his forehead and you shoved him back.

The whole place fell silent.

“Look I’m in a hurry, I have a car I need to fix, a friend who’s waiting for answers, so, let’s try this again. What do you know.”

He gave you some papers and you began following the trail.

You worked fast and brutal, you did what you had to in order to get the job done, and by the end of the day you made your way back to Walter.

Walking through the doors, you made your way to Cabe.

“You owe me.”

“How much do you want?”

Pulling off your helmet you thought for a moment, making your way to Walter’s desk, sitting next to him.

“I’ve changed my mind, no money. I’ll save this for a rainy day.”

“You know there’s some things I can’t bail you out off.”

“I know.”

“So, what did you do to get this, because we couldn’t find it.” Toby said.

You waved your hand dismissively at him, leaning your head on Walter’s shoulder and he looked at you before going back to his work.

You stared at his screen in boredom.

Computers weren’t your thing, but when it came to anything else, that’s where you came in handy.

Yawning slightly, you kicked your feet up on his desk.

“(Y/N) please, that’s unsanitary, put your feet down.”

You grumbled a little but complied, putting your feet back on the floor.

Everybody shared a look at the pair of you, but neither of you noticed it, or the way that the pair of you would occasionally sneak a glance at the other.

“How long until they finally come out with it?” Toby asked.

“At this rate never. Honestly how two people so smart can be so oblivious is beyond me.” Happy said.

“Well, maybe somebody should tell them.” Sylvester suggest.

“That’s not a bad idea, but maybe we should try setting them up first.” Paige suggested.

Everybody immediately agreed with her, since she was the more compassionate of the group.

And that’s what they did, they tried to set you both up on dinners to drinks and nobody else turning up.

They tried everything and neither of you could see how the other felt.

Finally they had enough.

Walter was sat with your in your garage and they walk came bursting through the doors.

“We’ve had enough!” Happy yelled.

You looked up from where you were laid with your head in Walter’s lap.

“Of what?” You asked confused.

“You two are in love with each other! Discuss!”

They all stood there and you turned to Walter confused, and he looked just as confused.

Taking his hand, you led him to your office and closed the door and blinds for privacy.

“I.. I don’t know what they’re talking about..”

You studied him for a moment.

“Is it true?” You asked.

“I.. I don’t.. they’re not..”

He fumbled for his words, not able to get them out.

“Walter.”

He stopped, looking at you.

“Look, we both suck at the whole emotion thing, but Paige doesn’t, neither does Toby, or Cabe, and Happy and Sylverster know more than both of us combined about it.”

“Yes, I’m aware of that.”

You pointed to you, then you pointed at him.

“So, me and you. They’ve seen something, we need to figure it out.”

“Well… I.. I don’t.. you go first.”

“I like you, I get along with you and I don’t want to hit you if that counts for something.”

“You don’t want to hit me?”

“I want to hit a lot of people.”

He nodded his head.

“Well, I.. I suppose that I do enjoy your company…”

You both went quiet.

“So… would you maybe consider dinner..?” He mumbled.

You smiled a little.

“Absolutely, how about now?”

He nodded and you held out your hand, letting him unsurely take it.

Neither of you knew what you were doing, or if you were doing this right, but you decided to just roll with it and see where it went

[gatefleet]

Girlfriends and Confusion

Scorpion: Walter O'Brien, Paige Dineen, Tobias Curtis. WordCount: 610 T(W): Threat of violence Request: Yes; "for the Walter O’Brien x reader, if you could make it like the team finds out Walter has a girlfriend. use your imagination for it, but I want to see Toby confused. 😆" – Anon A/N: I hope this is what you were looking for, apologies it took so long. Apologies for the GIF choice, I couldn't find one of Toby being speechless.

When it came to light that you were, not only a real human being, but also that you were involved with Walter, shocked was the understatement of the garage. You had heard so much about the team and were nervous to meet them all, you weren’t exactly sure what to expect from each of the team. You had heard about all of them, in great detail according to Walter’s interpretation of them. You couldn’t figure out whether to let mess with them and switch their name’s around or suppress your sarcastic nature and just go with the flow. You sat in the booth at Nemo’s fidgeting with anything in front of you, from the ends of your hair to the napkin you had twisted apart. You jumped slightly as Walter returned to the booth with drinks and a portion of fries to share. He answered his phone and gave brief responses to whoever was on the other end of the call. Then relayed that the team would be there soon. You took a deep breath and looked to the table as you released the breath. Walter looked at you clearly trying hard to work out the right response. He was ‘saved’ from the effort by the bell above the door ringing signalling someone entering. Walter looked to the door, stood up holding the bottom of his tie and greeted the newcomer allowing them to take a seat in the booth next to him, you looked up when you heard your name. You looked up and apologised for not greeting them when they first arrived. You could tell from how the person interacted with you that this was clearly Paige, but your brain was focussed on the earlier conversation with yourself and you, jokingly, assumed this was Happy. The look of confusion on both faces fuelled your fear of embarrassing yourself in front of his friends. Thankfully, Paige didn’t seem to be too offended, but it didn’t prevent the now heightened emotion you were feeling regarding meeting the rest of the team. You mentally scolded yourself and Paige assured you there was no offense taken and that she hoped you could both be friends.

You heard the door go again and felt yourself tense up again. This time you stood up with Walter to greet the newcomer, “Hey Walter, I got your message, why’d you wanna meet he- damn, who’s this?” From the hat and erratic speed of speech you could only assume this was Dr. Curtis. When Walter introduced the speedy doctor, confirming your suspicion, and introduced you to Toby as his girlfriend. The speechless look on the good doctor’s face was amusing to say the least. He couldn’t figure out the words to use and was just looking between the two of you and pointing with his index finger. You weren’t too sure if the doctor had broken or not and looked nervously towards Walter. He looked stoic as he waited for Toby’s brain to engage again and crossed his arms adjusting his stance to stare him out until he had re-engaged and the information settled with him. “What the- how the? Walter!” Toby went back and forth like that for a while, and even when he had sat down, he was still in a state of shock, even when the others arrived, and couldn’t believe that he hadn’t figured out that Walter had a girlfriend. Happy became increasingly annoyed at Toby’s return to the fact that you existed and threatened physical violence on more than one occasion which Gabe tried to diffuse. On the whole, you thought that the meeting went well, even if Toby was completely bamboozled.

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Has it been done yet

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I am screaming why is Walter White in my sociology textbook

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Ok but why are these two the same character

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My #1 post of 2022

Ok so we don’t talk nearly enough about how the only time in TOS we’ve ever seen the face of Sam Kirk, Jim’s older brother, was in a single shot, and it was literally just William Shatner but made up to look slightly older and with a mustache

Like, imagine if that’s how it worked with every sibling of a character.

Jean-Luc’s brother, Robert? Patrick Stewart with a mustache.

Ishara Yar? Denise Crosby with a mustache.

Rom? Armin Shimerman with a mustache.

Worf’s brother Kurn? Michael Dorn with a mustache.

Kirayoshi O’Brien, Keiko and Miles’ second child? It’s their first child, Molly O’Brien, but with a mustache.

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[slippinmickeys]

Five Seconds (1/8)

This is the sequel to “Of the Eight Winds,” which began from a small simple prompt from Sunflowerdeedsandscience: “Mulder is unhappily married when Scully is partnered with him, and while he doesn't cheat (because sorry that's not romantic), he falls for her so hard that he finally gets the courage to end the marriage and start fresh.” That prompt took on a life of its own that became ‘Of the Eight Winds.’ This fic immediately follows the events of that piece — I would encourage reading it first if you haven’t.

This is not written in the same Rashomon structure as the original — it is absolutely linear. Hope that doesn’t throw anyone.

I’ll be posting the first two chapters today, and then one chapter a day until next Monday. You can also find it on AO3 here.

PROLOGUE

They say in the heat of the moment, you have five seconds to make a decision. Five seconds between right and wrong. Five seconds between life and death. As Mulder stood watching one gun pointed at his children and another pointed at an immensely pregnant Scully, five seconds seemed an eternity.

XxXxXxXxXxX

6 Months Earlier

She watched the house from the shadows. Occasionally from her car. It was harder to follow the woman as she worked at a secure government facility, but the man was easy. He had a small private psychology practice in a townhouse in Old Town. He usually ate lunch at a Panera near the office or brown bagged it from home.

The kids both attended a private prep school out in McLean. The girl drove herself and her brother most days. The boy would often stay late for sports practice (ice hockey, if the equipment was any indication) and the man would usually pick him up. Their lives were pretty routine.

After two weeks, she finally made an appointment with the man’s scheduling service and waited nervously in the outer office. Right on time, he opened the door.

“Olivia?” Dr. Mulder smiled at her, “come on back.”

She passed him through the doorway and settled into a plush leather couch.

He sat down in a chair across from her and crossed his leg, looking relaxed. Up close, she noticed that his hair was starting to grey at the temples, but he still looked fit, and conveyed an easy manner.

“Thank you for seeing me,” she said, trying to calm her nerves.

“Of course,” he said, looking down at his notebook, “I see you were referred to me by Dr. Heitz Werber?”

“Yes,” she said.

“Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself,” he said.

She took a breath.

“I grew up here in DC. After grad school… My father worked for the State Department and I, uh, went into the family business.”

Dr. Mulder nodded, his expression neutral.

“I can imagine that’s pretty stressful work,” he said.

“It was,” she said, “I don’t do it anymore.”

He nodded again, waiting for her to fill the silence. She went on.

“The work I did… it hurt people. And I’m… I’m trying to make amends.”

His expression gave nothing away. She steeled herself, took a deep breath.

“Dr. Mulder, my name is Olivia Kurtzweil. Our fathers knew each other a long time ago. I’m here to warn you. You and your family are in danger. Your wife and her baby…”

His nostrils flared, but he maintained his composure.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out several pictures.

“I can prove it,” she said, “This is me and my father, this is me and your sister Samantha. And this is our fathers together.”

“I think you need to leave,” he said, his voice tight for the first time. He was not looking at the pictures.  

She rose.

“There’s not a lot of time.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of paper with a phone number on it, set it next to the pictures, which she left on the office’s small coffee table. “Call me at this number. Soon. I’ll tell you all I can.”

With that she left, her heart hammering in her chest.

CHAPTER ONE

Arlington Cemetery May 2nd, 2018

Mulder descended the stairs quickly, the leather bottoms of his dress shoes scraping loudly on the dusty grit of the steps. The occupants of the underground lair were the perfect people to call when you needed information, but good housekeepers they were not.

He entered the code on the security box at the door at the bottom of the staircase, and the door swung open.

“Guys?” he called into the cavernous space once the door sealed shut behind him.

“In here!” he heard a muffled call from near the back.

He stepped around gunmetal shelves awash in circuitry and computer parts and turned right into the sanctum sanctorum of the place: the desktop on which sat the AMD Threadripper 3000. Two men were hunched over the screen, one sitting, one standing just behind him.

Grease-stained napkins were wadded up next to the keyboard and crinkled butcher paper sat nearby, sporting the red-splotched remains of marinara sauce and a few errant banana peppers.

“You want a meatball sub, Mulder?” came the nasally voice of the man standing, “We got extra.”

“I don’t relish the thought of being up all night with heartburn, Langly, but thanks,” Mulder said, and Frohike turned from the chair, his wispy hair now more white than grey.

“They’re from Gino’s,” he said around a mouthful, “you’re missing out.”

“Tell that to Gino,” Mulder said, “didn’t he die of a heart attack in ‘04?”

“His wife is still running the place, bursting with health,” Frohike said, and reached for a styrofoam cup.

“But she doesn’t eat the subs,” said Mulder, and swung into a nearby chair. “Where’s Byers?”

“Staying with Suzanne for the weekend,” Langly said, like he couldn’t imagine why.

“Is that safe?” Mulder asked. The Gunmen had been hiding out in a government-built safehouse under their own graves in Arlington Cemetery for more than a decade.

Langly shrugged.

The three men looked at each other for a moment. Finally, Mulder spoke again.

“What did you find?”

“Enough,” said Frohike, turning back to the screen. Mulder stood and walked up behind him.

Frohike tapped a picture on the screen.

“Olivia Kurtzweil,” he said, “born December 4th, 1963, daughter of Dr. Alvin Kurtzweil and Ruth O’Brien Kurtzweil. Graduated from Sidwell Friends School in Washington DC in 1981, got a PhD in both Biology and Virology from Boston University in 1987. Employment records get kind of muddled after that, but it would make sense if she worked for the State Department, though what a Biologist/Virologist would be doing for State is troubling.”

Mulder leaned back. It was the same woman who’d been in his office earlier that day.

“And the pictures?” he asked, “of our fathers together? Of her and Samantha?”

“The real McCoy,” Langly said, “they don’t appear to be altered in any way. Sent them to Chuck Burks, too. He concurs.”

Mulder sighed heavily.

“What’s going on, Mulder?” Frohike asked, his tone serious.

“She came to my office today, Olivia Kurtzweil,” he said, nodding at the screen, “she told me that Scully is in danger.”

“In danger?” Langly said, puzzled, “how?”

“Scully is…” Mulder paused, “she’s pregnant,” he said, and he saw both men’s eyebrows go up. “This woman told me that our family... that Scully and the baby are in danger.”

Frohike and Langly traded looks.

“We haven’t told anyone about the pregnancy,” Mulder went on, “and Scully’s OB is an old friend from med school that she trusts implicitly. This Kurtzweil woman knows about the baby and insists it’s in danger. I need to know what’s going on.”

“Firstly,” said Frohike, who stood and put a hand on Mulder’s shoulder, “Mazel tov.” Mulder smiled at him. “Secondly,” he went on, “it appears as though this woman is telling the truth -- at least about who she is -- I would talk to her. See what you can find out.”

“How’s Scully taking this?” Langly asked.

“I haven’t told her yet,” Mulder said, and the boys traded another look. “I didn’t want to scare her without knowing more.”

Frohike squeezed his shoulder again and then let his arm fall.

“Let us know, huh?” he said, “However we can help.”

Mulder nodded and drifted back toward the door, a ball of worry sitting heavy in his gut.

XxXxXxXxXxX

“Where are the kids?” he asked as soon as he walked in the kitchen. He hadn’t even taken off his coat.

“I had a good day, thanks for asking,” said Scully with a grin. She was loading the dishwasher and turned to look at him. Her face fell, turning serious. “The kids are upstairs. What’s wrong?”

“I had a patient come in today…” he started, and her features softened. She probably thought it was just empathy for one of his patients, a tough case. “Scully, she showed me a picture of herself as a kid. With Samantha.”

“What?” Scully said, standing up straight, “how?”

“I don’t know,” he said, and moved past her and into the living room, making for the bookshelf that held old family photo albums. He pulled one out and skimmed through it. Pulled out another. Halfway through, something caught his eye and he flipped back a couple of pages until he saw it. A picture from the same 70’s-era party at his childhood home on the Vineyard that Olivia had shown him. There was his father standing next to Alvin Kurtzweil, and down in the corner, both wearing swimsuits and gap-toothed smiles, pigtails frizzy and wet, sat Samantha and a 7 year-old Olivia Kurtzweil.

He felt his breath leave him.

Scully had come up quietly behind him, put her hand on his arm.

“Mulder?” she said.

“I need to make a call,” he said.

He pulled the note Olivia had left with him out of his pocket. She picked up on the first ring.

“Olivia, this is Dr. Mulder,” he said. “We need to talk.”

XxXxXxXxXxX

The next morning at 9:00am, they found themselves sitting across their kitchen table from Olivia Kurtzweil, Special Agent Monica Reyes, ASAC John Doggett and Assistant Director Walter Skinner.

Scully was sitting, arms crossed in front of her defensively, at the head of the table. Reyes sat next to her, looking at Kurtzweil with an equal amount of curiosity and distrust. Doggett was too amped up to sit and paced through their kitchen. Skinner sat, quiet and still, looking as menacing as ever at the far end of the table.

Mulder felt a certain odd protectiveness toward Olivia, and couldn’t help but treat her a bit like a patient.

“Olivia,” he said calmly, “why don’t you start at the beginning.”

The tale she spun was as fantastic as anything they’d ever heard in their years on the X-Files. Olivia had been groomed from childhood to work on what she called “The Project.” When Samantha Mulder had been abducted, The Project had used her DNA to create alien-human hybrids. Throughout the years, these hybrids had been used by different factions of The Project to further their agendas in relation to a colonization project that Olivia said once threatened the world. She had fought with others to bring it down and now, The Project’s last ditch effort to resurrect itself lay in the cells of the child Scully was carrying.

“How was my father involved?” Mulder said, his voice like ice.

“Your father did everything he could to protect you and your sister,” Olivia said after a pause. “He was the person I initially approached when I became disenchanted. He and I worked together for years dismantling everything we could.”

Mulder narrowed his eyes at her.

“You were at my father’s funeral a couple years ago,” he said, recognition dawning on him, “I saw you at his wake.”

Olivia nodded.

“He couldn’t save your sister,” she said, “but he saved you. And in the end, he saved me.”

“My sister,” Mulder said, his stomach feeling as though it were in his feet, “is she alive?”

“No,” Olivia said, “I’m so sorry. And that’s the problem. Your sister’s DNA was the only one that was able to create viable hybrids. Her DNA was the key. And the last living hybrid sacrificed herself before a rogue faction could get her. That rogue faction is after Scully and your baby for the DNA markers particular to your family.”

“Then why aren’t they after me?”

“The particular markers they’re looking for are rendered dormant after a baby is born. The genetic material they can use is only found in--”

Scully spoke for the first time, finishing Olivia’s explanation. “Embryonic stem cells from our baby.”

Olivia looked pained and nodded. “It’s their last, best hope for restarting the program,” she said.

“How do they even know about the pregnancy? We haven’t told a soul.”

“A hack on your medical records is my guess. HIPAA means nothing to these people.”

“I’m less concerned with the how and more concerned with the why,” Mulder said. “You say embryonic cells. That means they’re on a clock, right? Once the baby is born...”

“Destroy the umbilical cord. The placenta. Those cells are only found in a few places. Destroy anything they might be able to use. After that… you and your baby will be safe.”

“So no one else in our family is in danger?” Scully asked. Her eyes darted unconsciously to a family picture that was framed on the wall above Olivia. It was a candid photo, taken the year before when they had hired a photographer to take Lily’s senior portraits. In it, Mulder and Scully were holding hands, looking at their two kids who were laughing about something Will had said. They were all smiling and carefree. In the moment, it felt like a world away.

“I know the technology and the biology it draws from,” Olivia said, “I helped design it. Their only hope is getting their hands on the embryonic stem cells from your baby. If you were planning on getting an amniocentesis test -- don’t.”

“Why not?” Skinner asked, “why not just give them what they want?”

“Because they’ll never stop,” Reyes said.

Olivia shook her head sadly. “She’s right. They take and they take, and they don’t care who gets hurt or what is lost.” She looked to Mulder. “Your father and I worked for years to shut it down. Finish it. Hide your wife. Protect your baby. Once it’s born, you should all be out of danger.”

“Tell me about this rogue faction,” Doggett’s voice coming from the corner of the kitchen startled everyone.

“Mercs for hire,” Olivia said, “Only one of them that I know of is familiar with the working pieces of The Project. I don’t know him well. I only ever saw him in the periphery.”

“Do you have a name?” Doggett asked.

“I doubt it’s his real one,” Olivia said.

“We’ll take whatever you can give us,” said Reyes, who shot a look to Doggett.

“I only ever heard him called ‘Krycek,’” she said.

Mulder felt his gut drop.

XxX

“What do you think?” Mulder asked Scully, as they sat together around their empty dining room table. Doggett, Reyes and Skinner had left and it was nearly noon, the sun bright outside their windows. Nevertheless, the room felt cold. Mulder could feel anxiety press on him from all sides as though he were under water.

“I don’t know what to think,” Scully said, a hand resting unconsciously on her stomach, which had just started to push out. “Mulder, for almost fifteen years our lives have been ordinary, calm. After all this time…? It strains credulity.”

“Scully I would agree with you. But… some of the things we saw when we were on the X-Files… We know credible threats. This feels like a credible threat.”

“Do you really believe everything she said? About your sister?” He could see her skeptical reserve crumbling.

Mulder let that question sit in the air for several long moments. “Just tell me if the science checks out,” he finally said.

Scully huffed an almost amused sigh. “I couldn’t even begin to-” she started.

“Scully, you yourself were filling in the blanks of Olivia’s story. If what she says is true, does the science check out?”

Scully gave him a long look. “Yes,” she finally said.

He held her gaze, a feeling of overwhelming affection coming over him. “Scully,” he said quietly, “we have to get you somewhere safe.”

She looked down, added another hand to her abdomen so she was cradling it with both. On the countertop, there was a half drunk bottle of Deer Park and a single yellowing banana. Someone had left their iPhone headphones sitting in a semi-coiled loop, and there were crumbs in front of the toaster, dishes in the sink. They sat in the middle of a half-lived life.

“I won’t leave without you,” she finally said, “without you and the kids. We all do this together. If the threat is really what Kurtzweil says it is, I couldn’t bear the thought of them trying to use you or the kids to get to me.”

Mulder nodded curtly.

“I’ll go to the guys,” he said, “see what they can do for us. Skinner and Doggett and Reyes will do what they can to protect us, but I think given everything we’ve heard, it’s best to avoid… governmental oversight.”

“I’m inclined to agree with you,” Scully said.

“We need to leave soon. We can’t wait.”

Apgar jumped on the table then, looking for affection. Scully, who normally wouldn’t tolerate a cat on any eating surface, reached out and pet the cat absently, her eyes far away.

“Where are we even going to go?” she asked.

[hyperfixatingmenever]

So let’s talk about the Pirates of Leviathan and how Dropout released a 1:30 video that gave me the most serotonin I’ve had since ACOC finished.

• First, they really had me with those stars at the beginning. I thought Brennen was giving us the space cowboys of our dreams. 

• Happy that Brennan got a real chair since I can only imagine he spends every waking moment at a desk being filmed.  

• Whos ready for more poop city jokes!

• BUCCANEER BUDDIES!!!

• Cheese is giving me some SERIOUS Beverly Toegold the 3rd (oops 😂😬) 5th vibes! 

• If you don’t think I’m already SIMPING over Bob, you’re crazy. 

• BOB IS A CLERIC BARD! I didn’t think I could love them any more than I already do!

• BOB’s NAME IS BARBARELLA SASPARILLA GAINGYNN. I can’t. 

• I am OBSESSED with Aabria extra-ness with her makeup. She is simply a QUEEN.

• ALSO, Myrtle could rip my throat out with their teeth, and I’d say thank you.

• MARCID THE TYPHOON! What a name! I don’t even know WHAT B.Dave Walters is playing, but I CAN’T WAIT!

• I LOVE Marisha, and I can already tell I’m going to LOVE Sunny, but I have a couple of questions… birds don’t have teeth, but I SWEAR Sunny has braces... I don’t know about Leviathan’s health & dental plans or even if they have orthodontists, but if Sunny does have braces… I love it 😂

• I actually can’t wait for Matt to describe menial things over detailed like a DM.

• Also, pleeeeease let Jack fill the himbo barbarian role that I miss so much. 

• The art is GORGEOUS!!! 

• Jamina Joy???

• Chungle down bim???

• AYDA AGUEFORT!?!?!

• REPRESENTATION!!! I almost cried

• “Hand to God, that was the second nat twenty.” I guess B.Dave Walters will be in fact pulling an Ally... bets on if he roles a poetic nat 20 during the final episode???  

• “What can I do for you…” HOT… that’s all 😅

• ARE WE FINALLY GOING TO BE ABLE TO SEE THE FOREST BUILT BY DRUIDS IN THE HULL OF LEVIATHAN???

• “I cry all the time” mood.

• “Loose lips sink ships.” Can’t wait for ALL the ship puns, jokes, figures of speech… all of them! 

• I can already tell that the editors (I’m so sorry I forget their names) had an AMAZING TIME with this side quest! Seagulls and waves in the background, and OH the sea shanties! I can’t wait! Also, drop your sea shanty playlist so I can get ready for this AMAZING Side Quest! 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

• GARTHY O’BRIEN!!!!!!!!!!

Feel free to add on anything you want 😊

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Startup and Guidelines

Startup:

Here’s a list of the type of content that I’m allowing to be requested for time being (until my no thoughts head empty lookin brain gets its crap together lmao). I’ve listed a few fandoms and the characters in them that I’ll be willing to write for at the moment. I’ll be adding more soon, so keep an eye out for when I do! Even request a few and I’ll say if I can do them or not! (It’ll be based on if I’ve seen or read any of the media suggested, but if i haven’t seen or read it yet I’ll add it to the list!)

Types of Content:

Full fics

Playlists Maybe?

Headcannons

Drabbles (If I can handle writing so little)

Imagines

Etc.

Fandoms: (bolded means I write best for those***)

(Will do almost any character and any type of reader! Just give me ideas and a detailed description of what you’d like and I’ll try to get to it :) I may have to do research if I don’t understand a topic, but I’ll try to do my best!)

Buzfeed Unsolved: Shane Madej and Ryan Bergara

Conan O’Brien [cause honestly, why not?]

Ghost [the band]: Cardinal Copia, Papa Nihil, Papa Emeritus II, and Tobias Forge

Good Omens [book and movie]: Crowley, Aziraphale, Gabriel, Anathema Device, Newton Pulsifer, Hastur, War, Death, Famine, Pollution, and Beelzebub

Harry Potter [books and movie]: Severus Snape, Cho Chang, Barty Crouch Sr. and Jr., Cedric Diggory, Amos Diggory, Albus Dumbledore, Argus Filch, Hermione Granger, Rubeus Hagrid, Viktor Krum, Tom Riddle, Silvanus Kettleburn, Neville Longbottom, Golderoy Lockhart, Luna Lovegood, Xenophilius Lovegood, Remus Lupin, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Minerva McGonagall, Alastor Moody, Garrick Ollivander, Poppy Pomfrey, Harry Potter, Quirinus Quirrell, Newt Scamander, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Aurora Sinistra, Sybil Trelawney, Blaise Zabini, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Bill Weasley, Percy Weasley, and Ginny Weasley

Joker: Arthur Fleck and Sophie Dumond

Law and Order SVU: John Much, Olivia Benson, George Huang, Odafin Tutuola, Melinda Warner, Sonny Carisi, Rafael Barba, Ed Tucker, William Dodds, Mike Dodds, Carl Rudnick, and Greg Yates.

Network: Max Schumacher, Howard Beale, Diana Christensen, and anyone else you want

Sherlock Holmes [books, movie, or tv show versions! I love them all!]: Sherlock Holmes, Moriarty, Mycroft Holmes, Greg Lestrade, Philip Anderson, Molly Hooper, Irene Adler, and Charles Magnussen

Sofia the First [kinda cringe, but let ya boi live man]: Cedric, Greylock, Baileywick, and maybe Roland

Stephen Colbert [Because, again, why not?]

Supernatural [sort of? I haven’t seen it fully yet, but I got a feel for the characters!]: will list later (way too many characters; gotta love them tho)

The Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit [book or movies. I write pretty decently for all of these and maybe a few more]: Boromir, Pippin, Gil-Galad, Bilbo, Gandalf, Aragorn, Arwen, Elrond, Lindir, Galadriel, Eowyn, Faramir, Grima Wormtongue, Haldir, Saruman, Denethor, Thranduil, Radagast, Ori, Bofur, Thorin, Nori, Tauriel, Beorn, etc.

The Matrix [currently watching, so hopefully I’ll get a good grasp of the characters: Agent Smith, Morpheus, Neo, and anyone else I suppose

The Office [U.S. version, although I may do the U.K. one if I watch enough of it]: Toby Flenderson, Dwight Schrute, Andy Bernard, Darryl Philbin, Gabe Lewis, and Michael Scott

The Thick of It: Glenn Cullen, Hugh Abbot, Malcolm Tucker, Peter Mannion, Phil Smith, Emma Messinger, Jamie, Cliff Lawton, and anyone else I suppose

Top Gear [UK]: James May, Jeremy Clarkson, and Richard Hammond

Twin Peaks: Dale Cooper, Audrey Horne, Jocelyn Packard, Andy Brennan, Lucy Moran, Laura Palmer, Leland Palmer, Tommy “Hawk” Hill, Lawrence Jacoby, Albert Rosenfield, and Gordon Cole

Watchmen [movie and comic for now until I finish the new series!: Walter Kovacs, Jonathan Osterman, Daniel Dreiberg, Nelson Gardner, Byron Lewis, Hollis Mason, Ursula Zandt, Adrian Veidt, and Moloch

To Be Continued....

Will do:

The best that I can with what is asked! I’ll even write for super old or niche media as well if I know it; asking would probably be the best option though :)

Will not do:

To sum up: anything offensive or that is morally wrong. If you aren’t sure about something, just ask! I’m down to answer questions! :)

[hayingsang]

What I read last year

Favourite book of 2019 – Robert Fitzgerald’s translation of The Aeneid. I wasn’t prepared for just how exciting this story was. Fantastic from start to end, even when you know what’s going to happen next. I also hugely enjoyed Emily Wilson’s translation of The Odyssey, not least for her excellent introduction and its highlighting of lots of stuff to watch out for (especially all those brutal killings when Odysseus finally makes it home), and Pat Barker’s retelling of the Iliad from the point of view of Briseis, the young woman seized by Achilles to be his bed slave after her city is sacked during the siege of Troy.

Most exciting book – Eve Babitz’s Slow Days, Fast Company, her 1977 account of life in early 1970s Los Angeles. Also perhaps the most “masterly” book I’ve read in a long time – in my experience, most writing involves the writer getting it out there, usually using techniques they’ve built up over time; through SDFC’s collection of tales I felt I was reading what Babitz had decided was most appropriate for her readers to know. Extraordinary control. Loved it.

I would pair that with Patti Smith’s Just Kids, about her and Robert Mapplethorpe making themselves into artists in the very late 1960s/early 1970s New York – which feels like the total opposite of Babitz, ie Smith telling it how it was. Not particularly caring for her music – I loathed Horses as a 16-year-old – I was surprised how much I enjoyed/learned from her account of her life after she left home, struggling first to get by, then to make art, all as part of what was clearly a very special relationship.

Lara Alcock’s Mathematics Rebooted was my biggest learning experience – a wonderful journey through the elements of mathematics, beginning each chapter with something basic then taking it up past the point where most non-mathematician readers would fall off to something beyond. Every chapter I both learned something and found out what there was yet to learn.

As in 2018, I read four books in Chinese. Actually, two in “standard” Chinese and two in Cantonese. The Cantonese ones were a treat – a translation of The Little Prince and 香港語文: 聽陳蕾士嘅秘密, a collection of 20 Chinese essays and one Chinese poem translated into Cantonese. Who says it’s not a language of its own? Not the four writers who did the translations. The two others, a collection of essays from the early to mid 2000s by Chan Koonchung and a book-format edition of Being Hong Kong about various Hong Kong things (City Hall at 50, some food stuff, some Cantonese opera stuff, etc) were also worthwhile. Neither quite merit being translated into English, but both give a flavour of the things that exercise people in Hong Kong (or Chan’s case, of the things which exercised them in the early 2000s – a much more gentle set of concerns than those that bother them now).

Among the novels, Manjushree Thapa’s The Tutor of History was a standout. Set in the 1990s Nepal, it pulled off an astonishing feat of describing from scratch a society which most of us will never know. Sheila Heti’s Motherhood, a meditation mostly about whether to have a child or not, was also excellent in catching the feel of a person at a very specific and important juncture of her life.

Timothy Morton was an important discovery, especially Humankind. He tackles the question of what does it mean to be living now – in the Anthropocene, at a time when human beings are destroying many other living things and doing huge damage to much non-living stuff and comes up with some new answers – that maybe we have to take ourselves both more seriously and see ourselves as of rather less importance than we might like to think, especially when it comes to all those other living and non-things and stuff. Kind of practical in a bizarre way.

Walter Scheidel’s The Great Leveler and Francis Fukuyama’s Political Order and Political Decay are two tremendous overviews of where our societies have come from. Scheidel’s argument that throughout history, peace and economic growth have always led to ever-widening inequality poses a big challenge to the world. Fukuyama’s suggestion, continuing from The Origins of Political Order, that countries should build institutions before adding democracy points to another conclusion that merits serious thought.

Twyla Tharp’s The Creative Habit was my motivational book of the year. I would imagine it would be useful for anyone who has to come up with ideas and carry them through to completion.

Finally, Adele Faber & Elaine Mazlish’s Siblings Without Rivalry is a terrific book about what to do when your children say they want each other to die. Like the one other great book about raising children I’ve read – Ross Gree’s The Explosive Child – it’s not about what you should get your children to do, it’s about what you should do. Gree’s single greatest point – one I think I took to heart – is that when there’s one angry person in the room, try not to make it two. Faber & Mazlish’s is don’t try to solve the problem yourself, just try and get those children to say (or even better write down) what’s bothering them about their brother/sister. Once that’s out in the open, they may even figure out what to do about it themselves. We tried it and – trust me – it worked.

The complete list

JR McNeill & Peter Engelke, The Great Acceleration

Frank Pieke, Knowing China

Daniel Pink, A Whole New Mind

Susan Cain, Quiet

Ray Dalio, Principles

Lara Alcock, Mathematics Rebooted

Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost

Leo Goodstadt, A City Mismanaged

Timothy Morton, Being Ecological

Pat Barker, The Ghost Road

Martin Rees, Our Final Hour

Tyler Cowen, Stubborn Attachments

Timothy Morton, The Ecological Thought

Manjushree Thapa, The Tutor of History

John McPhee, Draft No. 4

Adele Faber & Elaine Mazlish, Siblings Without Rivalry

Dante, The Divine Comedy

Lionel Shriver, We Need to Talk About Kevin

Joyce Carol Oates, Carthage

Zadie Smith, White Teeth

Xi Xi, My City

Eve Babitz, Slow Days, Fast Company

Various, Being HK

Nigel Collett, A Death in Hong Kong

Xi Xi, A Girl Like Me

Virgil, The Aeneid

James Scott, Against the Grain

Karl Popper, All Life Is Problem Solving

Ursula Le Guin, The Tombs of Atuan

Ursula Le Guin, No Time to Spare

Twyla Tharp, The Creative Habit

Franklin Foer, World Without Mind

Ursula Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness

Confucius/Simon Leys, The Analects of Confucius

Sheila Heti, Motherhood

Bill Burnett & Dave Evans, Designing Your Life

Ian Stewart, Nature’s Numbers

Mike Michalowicz, Clockwork

Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

Matthew Walker, Why We Sleep

Rebecca Solnit, Hope in the Dark

Philip K Dick, Flow My Tears, The Policeman Said

Peter Adamson, Classical Philosophy

Machiavelli, The Prince

Mary Clarke & Clement Crisp, How to Enjoy Ballet

Cas Mudde & Cristóbal Rovira Kaltwasser, Populism

Charles Lindblom, The Market System

AL Kennedy, Looking for the Possible Dance

Mario Vargas Llosa, The Bad Girl

Shen Fu, Six Records of a Floating Life

Han Kang, The Vegetarian

Mikel Dunham, Buddha’s Warriors

Yoko Ogawa, Hotel Iris

Elaine Feinstein, It Goes With the Territory

Homer/Emily Wilson, The Odyssey

Richard McGregor, Xi Jinping: The Backlash

Shiona Airlie, Scottish Mandarin

Jeannette Ng, Under the Pendulum Sky

Otessa Moshfegh, My Year of Rest and Relaxation

陳冠中, 我這一代香港人

Muriel Spark, Reality and Dreams

Muriel Spark, The Driver’s Seat

Mary Beard, Women and Power

Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies

Carlo Rovelli, Seven Brief Lessons on Physics

Anne Carson, The Beauty of the Husband

Francis Fukuyama, Political Order and Political Decay

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, 小王子 (The Little Prince in Cantonese)

Pat Barker, The Silence of the Girls

Joan Didion, The Last Thing He Wanted

Walter Scheidel, The Great Leveler

Shoshana Zuboff, The Age of Surveillance Capitalism

Hannah Arendt, Eichmann in Jerusalem

Svetlana Alexievich, The Unwomanly Face of War

Marguerite Duras, Blue Eyes, Black Hair

Karl Polanyi, The Great Transformation

Chuang Tsu, The Book of Chuang Tsu

Cathleen Schine, The Weissmans of Westport

Patti Smith, Just Kids

Timothy Morton, Humankind

Various, 香港語文: 聽陳蕾士嘅秘密

Edna O’Brien, Time and Tide

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So...

We’re getting another version of The Secret Garden.

At first I was intrigued, but after watching the trailer?

*sigh*

Why is the garden CGI?  

Why are they making the garden be an actual magic garden?

And I’ve read comments that are “Oh, it’s all in her imagination, that’s why it’s CG”...but honestly, I don’t think that’s the reason. (That might be what they are doing...having the garden be a place where Mary creates these fantasies)   I feel like they are trying to make the story “epic”, and it doesn’t need to be.  At all.  I mean, did they really need to have Mary climb over the wall rather than just finding the door?

Mary and Dickon work hard to restore the garden, and bringing Colin there helps him grow stronger, until he eventually walks again.  The children believe it is the magic of the garden that helps him get well.  And even though as an adult you can say there is more to the “magic” than just being in the garden, this is still a children’s story.  But the film version from the 90′s didn’t need to show literal magic and fantasy to prove that the garden is special.  And you know, they shot in actual gardens with actual flowers.

And I find it interesting/odd that the trailer doesn’t really show much of the plot, other than “Mary is an orphan who lives with her uncle and she finds a garden”.  We barely see Colin and Dickon, and don’t see Martha at all.  No mention of Lilias and the fact that it was her garden...and Mary didn’t seem particularly “sour” at any point in this trailer, which has quite a bit to do with her arc.

I dunno...it could be the way the trailer was put together (I feel like I’ve been saying that a lot lately), but I’m not feeling this.

Although, Julie Walters is a pretty great choice for Mrs. Medlock.  And Colin Firth as Archie?  Love it.  Although, I didn’t really see a hunch....

*Fun fact: One of Colin Firth’s earliest film roles was playing an adult Colin Craven in a TV movie version of The Secret Garden!  This was not particularly faithful to the book because Mary and Colin weren’t cousins in this version and they end the movie by getting engaged.

I’ll just watch the film from the 90′s.  Or the one from the late 40′s with Margaret O’Brien!

[lifejustgotawkward]

365 Day Movie Challenge (2019) - #88: The Boy with Green Hair (1948) - dir. Joseph Losey

Few film actors have had such incredible careers as Dean Stockwell, who went from adorable child in the 1940s to intense young man in the 1950s/60s and then had a fascinating era with Paris, Texas (1984), Blue Velvet (1986), an Oscar-nominated turn in Married to the Mob (1988) and a starring role on the TV show “Quantum Leap.” Stockwell hasn’t made a film appearance since 2015, but seventy years is as respectable a number to stop at as I can imagine. The Boy with Green Hair, one of his early starring vehicles, is a flawed but emotionally resonant drama with valuable commentary on individuality and the impact that war has on children.

Stockwell plays Peter, a young American boy who is left orphaned when his parents are killed in a London air raid while working on behalf of Allied relief efforts. Most of the story is told in flashbacks as Peter explains to a psychologist (Robert Ryan) why he has run away from his foster home. Although the man who adopted him, a waiter and former circus performer called Gramp (Pat O’Brien), has provided a loving home, Peter has become ostracized from his community as the result of a mysterious recent development: one morning he woke up and found that his hair had turned green overnight.

The boy’s neighbors do not believe him when he says it was unintentional; they think he has purposely dyed his hair, the thought of which offends them. Eventually, in a series of fantasy sequences, Peter is shown the truth by visions of other war orphans: the peculiar shade of his hair is meant to make Peter a symbol, a living reminder for others never to forget the way that World War II, and indeed all wars, tear families apart and devastate the innocent.

Joseph Losey brings his usual intelligence and sensitivity to the direction, although there’s not much for Barbara Hale, Walter Catlett and Regis Toomey to do in their small roles. Perhaps the most effective element of the film besides Stockwell, though, is the theme song written for the opening credits: “Nature Boy” by eden ahbez, which has since become a classic covered by a wide variety of artists, including Nat King Cole, Bobby Darin, Céline Dion and the duo of Tony Bennett and Lady Gaga.

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Manu Delago & Dominic Johnson Live Show Review: 5/29, Martyrs’, Chicago

Dominic Johnson and Collin O’Brien perform Beats, the Bauhaus, and the Birth of Abstract Film last night at Martyrs’

BY JORDAN MAINZER

Chicago International Movies + Music (CIMM) has transitioned from a weekend festival to an organization with scattered events exploring the intersection between music and film, and I can think of no better bill than last night’s at Martyrs’ to go along with their mission. Austrian Hang player, percussionist, and composer Manu Delago took a break from his month-long NYC residency with Bjork to come to Chicago and perform a solo set and locally debut his nature film-album experience Parasol Peak. Violist Dominic Johnson also shared the Chicago debut of his Kennedy Center project Beats, the Bauhaus, and the Birth of Abstract Film, with drummer Collin O’Brien in tow. Two contrasting styles of film tied together through their responses to music, the performances took music that stood on its own and rendered it inseparable from their associated images.

The inspiration for Parasol Peak came from Delago’s filming of a music video for the song “Freeze” from his 2016 album Metromonk. Filmed live in the Alps by 14 cameras, without a cameraman, and using mirrors to create a panoramic view of the scenery, it was cool but an inefficient use of a crew, many people tagging along just to carry Delago’s equipment. Delago then thought, “What if I play with multiple musicians--all of whom can carry their own instruments?” The result was Parasol Peak, where Delago and six other musicians (plus a crew) recorded eight songs at eight different altitudes of the Alps, each track composed specifically for the altitude and physical layout of the mountain. For instance, when the musicians had to be stacked vertically on the mountain, unable to see one another, they essentially played a game of telephone in order to keep the rhythm, one person starting when they heard the person below or above them start playing. On a track like “North Cluster”, they couldn’t hear each other; the track is much more atmospheric, and the band developed a series of visual cues to play it. Overall, watching the filmed performance of the live-recorded album, you really got an appreciation for the concrete--how the sounds came from not only blowing into cold instruments but the clattering of gear against gear, or gear against earth, human against the elements.

Seeing Delago perform on Hang offers a similarly visceral experience. Seeing how the instruments make bass sounds from feedback against the microphone or give off texture with scrapes of his mallets, producing melodies and beats filled with cascading arpeggios and thumping techno, is simply amazing, and has me eagerly awaiting his new album out in September. (He performed a new track last night.) But Parasol Peak is a singular achievement of filmed performance, one that situates Delago alone above other creatively ambitious peers.

The films in Johnson’s piece, in contrast, by directors such as Walter Ruttmann, Hans Richter, Viking Eggeling, Marcel Duchamp, and Laszlo Maholy-Nagy, consisted of mostly shapes, or perhaps objects, moving methodically and minimally but not mathematically, leaving room for breaking the rules. The music fit the images surprisingly well, fast-paced for Ruttmann’s Lichtspiel: Opus II (1921), rumbling, slow-rolling, and synth poppy for Richter’s Rhythmus 23 (1923). Considering that Bauhaus had roots in German Expressionism but wasn’t defined by it, the combination of Johnson’s viola and the steady harmonic drone created by the echo of the drums, pervading the performance throughout, fit the emotion of the piece just right. 

Sure, in certain instances, the music and the film blended perfectly, beats pulsating in conjunction with the sporadic appearance of windows of light on Eggeling’s Symphonie Diagonale (1924), disorienting tones complementing hypnotic, “falling through time” visuals on  Ruttmann’s Lichtspiel: Opus IV (1925). And the hip hop-cum-industrial beats providing the soundtrack for Maholy-Nagy’s Lightplay: Black-White-Grey (1930) came across as a tongue-in-cheek reference to technological innovation, good and bad. But the moments like during Ruttmann’s Lichtspiel: Opus III (1924) were most impressive: It was hard to imagine something borderline funky working with Bauhaus film, but Johnson and O’Brien pulled it off.

Though really, after seeing both of these performances, it’s hard to imagine either artist failing to find new ways to experience film, music, nature, and performance.

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Happy Wednesday Quotes And Saying-Facebook & Whatsapp Status

Wednesday is a day in the middle of the week that is just little away from the weekend. It is a kind of key to the upcoming weekend. Now you may freely plan your activity and meetings. Everyone start to plan their weekend when Wednesday is finally here. Everyone knows how important it is to overcome this monotonous working routine. Wednesday is often considered a difficult day to get through it. Nevertheless, this aspect of the day is often found in a more amusing way, and for the same reason it’s also referred to as the “Hump Day”. Every Wednesday we throw ourselves into the work. Think about little things like weather conditions, financial trouble, traffic jams and how tired we are. It seems that we’ve been working for centuries, but we’re still disgustingly far from the weekend. Rather than experiencing mass groans and complaints in the mid-week day, you can study our collections of interesting Wednesday quotes to distract yourself from the negative and catch inspiration. There is nothing better than smiling at the workplace for a few minutes. You can also share our funny pictures and sayings with your colleagues. It’ll definitely put them in the good mood and create friendlier atmosphere for the team. We hope you enjoy this Wednesday!

Wednesday Morning Quotes

Getting out of the bed, getting dressed and going to work aren’t those actions we love taking in the mornings, especially when it’s only Wednesday. Believe it or not, most of people you work with feel the same way. Do you and your co-workers feel exhausted and have no energy to work? Use these quotes and pictures to lighten up your Wednesday morning and be charged with good mood for the rest of the day. Read More: Happy Thursday Quotes And Sayings

I have Wednesdays that feel like Mondays when I wish that they were Fridays. Focus on good thoughts and good things will happen. Stay positive, think positive and do positive on this Wednesday morning! Happy Wednesday! Look at the bright side! At least it’s not Monday’s morning! Each morning is the open door to a new world – new vistas, new aims, new plans, new things…Wednesday morning is no less. Happy Wednesday! Be happy with who you are and what you do, and you can do anything you want. Good morning! Wishing you a day full of joyful moments. Happy Wednesday! Worry-free Wednesday! Because worry is like a rocking star: it gives you something to do but never gets you anywhere. Smile increases value of face, Anger spoils beauty of soul, faith is force of life, confidence is companion of success, so keep smiling. Good Morning have a beautiful wednesday. Happy Wednesday! Have a Bright and Beautiful Day! Happy and blessed Wednesday! Wishing you all God’s blessing today and every day! Happy Wednesday! Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. Funny its Wednesday Quotes Don’t know about you, guys, but as for our opinion, Wednesday is a great day. Just think about it. You can divide your week into sections. The first one will be from Monday to Wednesday and the second one from Wednesday to Friday. Do you agree that Wednesday wins one way or another? It signifies the end of the first, unpleasant, part of the week and starts the second more positive one. It’s finally Wednesday! Think about it in a positive way – after all, the weekend will come soon. You can share the quotes you like most on your personal blog or in your favorite social network. Read More: Friday Status for Whatsapp & Funny Friday Facebook Messages

It must be Wednesday, there goes that camel again. It’s Wacky Wednesday.  Be Happy.  Be Crazy.  Be Silly. Smile! It’s Wednesday – Hang On!  We’re half way to Friday Wednesday:  It’s almost, sorta, kinda, close to, just about, nearly the weekend. Keep Calm.  It’s only Wednesday.  We still have 2 more days to go. It seems to be Wednesday today, but I want to kill everyone, like on Monday. It’s Wednesday! Have a wonderful and blessed day! To some, it’s Hump Day. To us, it’s Wednesday’s getting its ass kicked and Thursday just asking Friday to switch places.” – Dwayne Johnson It’s woohoo Wednesday. Today is going to be a good day. Did you say it’s only Wednesday? Can I have more coffee please? It’s only Wednesday. Put your ‘it’s only Wednesday’ face expression on. Nothing screws your Friday more than realizing that it’s only Wednesday. TGIW – thank God it’s Wednesday! It’s Wednesday. That means that we are over the hump! Wednesday Inspirational Quotes ‘Good job!’, ‘Well done!’, these are the phrases each person likes to hear in order to do more. The same is with Wednesday mood, you need to read something inspirational to be ready to get through the rest of the week. We suggest you get inspired by quotations this Wednesday morning. These collected bits of human wisdom help to inspire new ideas, look at the world in a different way and simply enjoy your day. Keep Going.  You’re half-way to the weekend. I would come home from school every Wednesday, order pizza, and watch ‘X-Files.’ I was devoted. (Ben Foster) It’s Wednesday! I’m breathing. I’m healthy. I’m truly blessed. I’m grateful for this day On Wednesday afternoons I could be practically anything. (Kit Williams) Keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about. Read More: Happy Saturday Quotes – Facebook Whatsapp Status And Messages

Happy Wednesday! Look at the bright side! At least it’s not Monday! Wednesday is a day to help others celebrate life. You and only you are accountable for what you extend and give to others. One smile not only increases your value but it gives joy to each person you meet. On Wednesday, when the sky is blue, and I have nothing else to do, I sometimes wonder if it’s true That who is what and what is who. – Winnie-the-Pooh Happy Wednesday! The sun is shining! It’s a brand new day, and I’m alive! Happy Wednesday! Cast your love to all, trust in the team to which you are joined, and do not do wrong to others for your own self gratification. “Elephants love Wednesday, and so will you.” – Anthony T. Hincks When a day you happen to know is Wednesday starts off sounding like Sunday, there is something seriously wrong somewhere. Sayings about Wednesday Are you seeking for some cool quotes on Wednesday to share them on your blog, Facebook, Twitter or other social networking accounts? Then you are at the right address. We are more than sure that some of your subscribers are having a hard time dealing with so-called midweek depression. If there a word for such thing. So, share these cool quotes with them to make them feel better. After Monday and Tuesday, even the calendar says W – T – F. Monday for wealth, Tuesday for health, Wednesday the best day of all: Thursday for crosses, Friday for losses, Saturday no luck at all. Wednesday’s child is full of woe. When the president decides something on Monday, he still believes it on Wednesday – no matter what happened Tuesday. I like the good life too much, I’m not good at going on stage night after night and on wet Wednesday afternoons. Read More: Beautiful Sunday Quotes & Wishes – Whatsapp And Facebook Status

Wednesdays were the best thing about Atlantis. The middle of the week was a traditional holiday there. Everyone stopped work and celebrated the fact that half the week was over Help!!!! Why is Wednesday spelled like that !!!! – Blake Shelton On Wednesdays we wear pink. from “Mean Girls” When people refer to ‘Back in the Day,’ it was a Wednesday. Just a little fun fact for you. Dane Cook Wednesdays were the best thing about Atlantis. The middle of the week was a traditional holiday there. Everyone stopped work and celebrated the fact that half the week was over. – Walter Moers “Wednesdays will always bring smiles for the second half of the week.” –Anthony T. Hincks I’ve heard of Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, but I’ve never heard of Someday. – Reverend Ike Wednesday Sayings about Work If you do what you love, you’ll never work a day in your life. Whoever said this must have never worked on Mondays after a wild weekend. We’re kidding, of course, but the thing is, even if you can’t imagine your life without your job, there comes the day when you feel the lack of motivation. Can you boast of your enthusiasm working in the middle of the week or do you feel depressed? Look at these funny quotes to cheer yourself up and share them with your workmates and friends working in the office to make them enjoy this day as well. Read More: Happy Monday Quotes For Your Motivations – Whatsapp & Facebook Status

By Wednesday, work is something that’s easy to complain about. But at the end of the day, you’re making money and making a living. If you do not want to work the third consecutive day, today is Wednesday. When you work without a weekend, Monday is no longer frightening, Friday is not happy, but Wednesday is still fucked up. Wednesdays are like Mondays in the middle of the week! I don’t even feel like working. I went out there for a thousand a week, and I worked Monday, and I got fired Wednesday. The guy that hired me was out of town Tuesday. Boss: This is the third time you’ve been late to work this week. Do you know what that means?  Me: It’s Wednesday? Wednesday, pronounced as ‘wenzdei’, noun, meaning ‘Still not Friday’. “My job is to give people who work hard all week something to enjoy on Saturdays and Wednesdays.” – Arsene Wenger “Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same.”– Carlos Castaneda Practical! On Wednesday afternoons I could be practically anything. What’s up? – Kit Williams Work hard, be kind, and amazing things will happen. – Conan O’Brien Every morning starts a new page in your story. Make it a great one on Wednesday! Wednesday Motivational Quotes We’ve already decided that Wednesday is cooler than Monday but not so cool as Friday. No matter how desperately we want it to be closer to the weekend, Wednesday is the mid-week day. Therefore, everyone needs some drive, push and motivation to begin this day. You can keep yourself going, and you can charge up your friends, relatives, and workmates using Wednesday motivational quotes and wishes. Wednesday has come – the week has passed. I don’t really have any position to complain about my job. Yeah, every job has its moments like, Ah, you know, it’s Wednesday. But I’m blessed. I love my work. (John Darnielle) “Successful people are always looking for opportunities to help others. Unsuccessful people are always asking, “What’s in it for me?” Read More: HAPPY TUESDAY QUOTES WITH IMAGES

Home may be where the heart is but it’s no place to spend Wednesday afternoon. The only person you should try to be better than, is the person you were yesterday. Wednesday is Latin for “almost Friday. “Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground.” – Theodore Roosevelt The secret of getting ahead is getting started. – Mark Twain “Commit to your goals – Once you have set your goals, you have to fully commit yourself towards achieving it.” – Mia Conrad Happy Wednesday! Happiness is found from within when you learn to appreciate your blessings, LIVE in the present and LOVE! – Tracey Edmonds Wine Wednesday: like a little holiday in the middle of the week. Positive have a Great Wednesday When it comes to Wednesday, there are two types of people. The first are those who don’t count this day and can smell the tacos they will be enjoying with friends on the Friday evening. The second category are those who see Wednesday as a distant cousin of Monday and really hate it.  Optimists or pessimists, half full or half empty glass – call it want you want. But it is very important to find something good even when you are tired and you want to give up everything. We have collected positive quotes for you to lighten your Wednesday up. May you find moments that make you smile today! Have a great Wednesday! My we begin this day with a smile and a heart full of gratitude. May the Lord bless you most abundantly. Have a great Wednesday, stay happy and blessed! Every morning starts a new page in your story. Make it great one today. Have a great Wednesday! Always keep a bottle of wine in the fridge for special occasions. You know, to have a great Wednesday, for example. May you find moments that make you smile today! Happy Wednesday! Read More: 250 Cute captions to Add Under Picture of Yourself

Smile increases the value of face, Anger spoils beauty of soul, faith is the force of life, confidence is  companion of success, so keep smiling. Good Morning and have a beautiful Wednesday. Welcome to another wonderful Wednesday! Wake up and be thankful! Wednesday will be amazing so wake up and smile! We must move forward, we must continue to dream and we must stay focused in order to overcome. Have a great Wednesday! Happy Wednesday! Practice compassion. Lift others. Learn to encourage rather than criticize. You’ll feel better when you help others feel better. – Tracey Edmonds “What’s in a Wednesday?You! That’s who!Happy Wednesday. ” – Anthony T. Hincks Always keep a bottle of wine in the fridge for special occasions. You know like Wednesday!) Have a good day! Wednesday Quote of the Day Have you ever thought why all the successful people like quoting other successful people? Because they have learned something from them and want other to do the same. Read one interesting quote or fact each day and you’ll be surprised by the results. There are some amusing quotes that will build the positivity up and brighten your Wednesday up. Do not forget to share them with your friends or on your social networks accounts. On Wednesday, when the sky is blue, and I have nothing else to do, I sometimes wonder if it’s true that who is what and what is who (Winnie-the-Pooh / A. A. Milne). This must be the Monday est Wednesday ever. Read More: Friendship Status – Best Friendship Status For Friend

They didn’t want it good, they wanted it Wednesday. If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday — so much is true. When a day that you happen to know is Wednesday starts off sounding like Sunday, there is something seriously wrong somewhere. When the president decides something on Monday, he still believes it on Wednesday – no matter what happened Tuesday. There are more myths about Black Wednesday than the Greeks ever created.” – John Major I think vestigially there’s a synesthete in me, but not like a real one who immediately knows what colour Wednesday is. – A. S. Byatt I live for Tuesdays, and die by Wednesdays. – David Cook Concentrate all your thoughts upon the work at hand. The sun’s rays do not burn until brought to a focus. – Alexander Graham Bell “Inspiration is one thing and you can’t control it, but hard work is what keeps the ship moving. Keep up the good work.” – Kevin Eubanks Wednesday Hump Day Quotes As we were saying, Wednesday is often called “Hump day”. Funny name, right? We still can’t get the image of a happy camel out of the head. We provide you some ridiculous hump day quotes to express what you’re feeling about this day and make you get through this Wednesday. At least, there are two days until the weekend! Read More: Cute And Sweet Good Morning Messages For Him OR Her 2019

The only way I can get through Wednesday is by avoiding people who call it Hump Day. To some it’s Hump Day. To us, it’s Wednesday’s getting its ass kicked and Thursday just asked Friday to switch places. Help! Why is Wednesday spelled like that? A Wednesday with no rain is a dry hump day. Hump day is disappointingly misleading… It’s already past lunchtime and I haven’t been humped once. Be a little naughty. It’s Humpday! Hump Day – not as ‘depressing’ as Monday, not as ‘exciting’ as Friday. Rise and grind. It’s Hump Day! Today is Hump Day! Happy as a unicorn eating cake on a rainbow. Nothing ruins Humpday like not getting Humped. Hump Day with you is the happiest Hump day ever! Today is full of possible. Happy Hump Day! Wednesday Quotes and Pictures Congratulations! Dreadful Monday and less terrifying Tuesday are left behind. You almost see Saturday from here. But it still means that you have to work half of the week. Instead of being afraid of the mid-week day, may laughter be your motivation and let it remind you’re not alone. Wednesday is usually associated with a lack of assertiveness, creativeness, and motivation, although it does mean that the weekend is only two days away. If you feel low this day, have a look at our collection of interesting pictures with quotes. Besides there are no such days which couldn’t become brighter the time you see pictures of cats or hilarious minions. Even if you firmly believe that funny pics don’t work, at least you can give it a try. Read More: Love Status – Best, Cute and Romantic Love Status

Wednesday Quotes Images So what does ‘Hump Day’ mean exactly? The explanation is simpler than you think. People often refer to Wednesday as to imaginary hill which they need to climb to get through a hard working week. After Wednesday, it is a lot easier for you to handle the rest of the week as if you are climbing down the hill. Funny images always cheer up! Especially we need a bit of positivist during such difficult days as a “Hump day”. Look at these pictures and have a good Wednesday! Read More: Best Good Night Images For Whatsapp : Download Images For Whatsapp

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hi! i was wondering once you are all settled in and are ready, if you could write more Walter O’Brien x reader imagines/scenarios because they are my favourite but there isn’t a a lot of them, they could be about whatever really, but I’m just wondering. all good if you don’t want to, I get that, anyways, I hope all is well!

Hey Nonnie!

Of course! If you have a plot/prompt/idea/scenario I'd love to write more Walter.

Stay safe! <3

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Still You

Fandom: Scorpion

Pairing: N/A

Warning: N/A

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @hufflepuffing-all-day-long

Summary/Request: Requested by @fiercefray: One shot: finding out you have something in common with Walter, which is surprising given how much you two fight (Scorpion) 

“Wait...you like Ghost Adventures too? Isn’t that a little too illogical for you?” You furrow your brow as you watch Walter pause the episode he’d been watching. You never imagined he’d ever like anything that you like, not with your constant fighting. Out of all the things you liked that he could like you never imagined it would be a cheesy show about ghost hunting. 

“I can enjoy a piece of entertainment. Just because its not entirely scientific doesn’t mean that I can’t enjoy it.” He glared over at you from his seat. 

“Huh, I guess we finally have something in common, O’Brien. Ghosts.”

“Ghost hunting.” He corrected you and you were once again reminded why the two of you very rarely got along. The corrections, the backchat. 

“And you’re still you.” You roll your eyes at him and turn to walk away. “Like ghost adventures but still is an pompous ass.” You mutter under your breath. You’d probably get along if he wasn’t correcting you all the time. 

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Classic Movies for Beginners: Case File #3: The MGM Musicals

The world is a stage, The stage is a world of entertainment!

Director(s): Vincente Minnelli; Stanley Donen; Charles Walters; and Others

Starring: (Deep Breath) Judy Garland; Fred Astaire; Gene Kelly; Cyd Charisse; Debbie Reynolds; Donald O’Connor; Frank Sinatra; Jane Powell; many more.

Watch if You Like: Musicals. Seriously, the MGM musicals still define the genre in the popular imagination. So even if you’ve never seen one (and you have seen one, The Wizard of Oz) you’re probably familiar with the style. Almost every recent hit movie musical--La La Land, Hairspray, The Greatest Showman, High School Musical--was shaped in some way by the bright technicolor sweetness of these movies. So if you’re a fan of any of those films, a theater geek, or just curious about what the movie musical was like at its peak, enjoy.

Since I could talk for days about these movies, I’ve decided to just do a quick list of the 10 most essential titles There are, of course, many other musicals from the studio that are worth a watch, but I’m trying to control myself.

Singin’ in the Rain (1952): Everyone’s favorite musical! In case you’ve been living under a rock: Don Lockwood (Kelly) is a silent movie star famous for his films with shrill-voiced Lina Lamont (Jean Hagen). Talkies seem poised to ruin them until his pal Cosmo (O’Connor) gives him the idea to do a musical with his girlfriend (Reynolds) dubbing Lina’s voice. No summary can ever capture what makes this movie such a complete joy to watch. Every song, every dance, every performance is just flawlessly executed to put a great big smile on your face. It’s one of the few movies that deserves to be called perfect.

Meet Me in St. Louis (1944): A year in the life of the Smith family in 1903 St. Louis, the year the world’s fair came to town. There are four daughters, second-eldest Esther (Garland) is on the cusp of adulthood, starry-eyed, and filled with young love for the boy next door (Tom Drake). Youngest is Tootie (Margaret O’Brien), mischievous and morbidly fascinated by death in a way only an innocent child can be. Father (Leon Ames) gets a job in New York, a move that threatens the family’s fragile innocence. Will they go? 

Minimalist plot doesn’t sound like much, but it’s actually a great coming-of-age movie. Beneath its nostalgic sheen there are some darker moments that deal frankly with the loss of innocence that comes with growing up. Garland debuts “The Trolley Song” and the holiday standard “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas,” which she sings with a more heartbreaking style than you’re likely to hear now. “Have yourself a merry little Christmas, now...” she sings, as if you might never have another chance to. Appreciate innocence while you have it, the movie says, it can be taken away so easily.

The Band Wagon (1953): Washed up movie star Tony Hunter, (Astaire) heads to Broadway to star in a musical comedy written by his friends (Oscar Levant and Nanette Fabray), but they make the mistake of hiring a snooty director of dramas who promptly turns it into a heavy handed Faust adaptation. Tony is unsure of this, as well as the much younger ballerina (Cyd Charisse) hired to be his leading lady. The official favorite musical of people who think it’s too mainstream to pick Singin’ in the Rain. The satire of high art and low art can get heavy handed, and the movie’s ultimate assertion that Broadway musicals are meant to be light comedy is hopelessly dated in the era of Next to Normal and Spring Awakening. It’s real charms lie in the dances, from the joyful hoofing of "Shine on Your Shoes" to the simple romance of "Dancing in the Dark."

On the Town (1949): Three sailors (Kelly, Sinatra, Jules Munshin) on 24 hour leave in New York, New York (I hear it’s a wonderful town) find love and hijinks as they pursue a beauty contest winner (Vera-Ellen) across the city after one of them falls in love at first sight. Along for the ride are Betty Garret as their cab driver, and Ann Miller as a boy crazy anthropologist. Adapted from a Broadway hit, much of Leonard Bernstein’s score was replaced with original music for some reason (censors also required the lyric “New York, New York it’s a helluva town” be changed to “it’s a wonderful town.”) Fortunately, that doesn’t make it any less of a delight, with a perfect cast and great choreography celebrating the limitless possibilities of the city.

Easter Parade (1948): When his dance partner (Ann Miller) leaves him, Don Hewes (Astaire) plucks a girl out of the chorus (Garland) and sets out to make her a star. Shades of George Bernard Shaw’s Pygmalion (nobody tell Lerner and Loewe), with Peter Lawford in the Freddy role and a slew of Irving Berlin tunes along for the ride. The only movie Astaire and Garland made together, and it’s a fascinating pairing of the most carefree (onscreen anyway) musical star and the least. Astaire was rarely paired with singing stars (as opposed to dancers), and Garland was a bigger star than he was when this movie shot. As a result her character gets more solo numbers and feels more independent of Astaire’s than usual. On the flip side, Astaire does a better job at holding his own opposite Garland than most of her leading men. It’s a shame they never made another movie together as their chemistry makes the film.

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (1954): Mountain man Howard Keel ventures into an old west town one day looking for a wife to play housekeeper. He finds one (Powell), who falls in love at first sight and marries him dreaming of a romantic life in the wilderness. He didn’t mention they’d be living with his unruly brothers. Fortunately she manages to tame them enough to go to town for a barn raising. That’s when the trouble starts, each brother meets and falls for a girl from town. After an iconic dance-off with their fiances, the brothers end up kidnapping the women for the winter, which does not go over well. 

Look, this is not as sexist as its sounds. This is not a Stockholm Syndrome thing, the narrative does not condone the kidnapping, the men are banished to the barn by Powell so nobody’s pressured to do anything, and if you look at the end of the barn raising dance you see that the women do initially to choose the brothers on their own free will, before their parents intervene. The movie ultimately comes down on the side of equal power dynamics in relationships. Anyway, the dancing in this movie is incredible. Watch it for that if nothing else.

The Harvey Girls (1946): Desperate to get out of her small town, Susan Bradley (Garland) moves west to marry her lonely-hearts pen pal. That falls through, so she gets a job as a waitress at the Harvey House, a (real) restaurant chain catering to train passengers. A lot of the town’s men don’t want the ladies there, because the chain’s strict moral standards has a reputation for civilizing wild west towns. Nevertheless, they persisted. The town is cleaned up, and the waitresses find true love. Great showcase for Garland’s comedic and dramatic skills. The movie’s slyly feminist defense of a woman’s right to see the world beyond her back yard and the boy next door, as well as its emphasis on female friendships, make up for a bland male lead and awkward third act. (A proper big final number was shot, but deleted for time so the whole thing kinda peters out.)

Lili (1953): Barely a musical, but it has one song and two dance sequences that are key to developing the characters and plot, so it counts. Recently orphaned Lili (Leslie Caron) is all alone and naïve about the ways of the world. She is charmed by a womanizing magician in a traveling carnival. After he rebuffs her affections she attempts suicide, but is stopped at the last minute by the carnival’s puppeteer, Paul (Mel Ferrer), who strikes up a conversation through his puppets. Lili’s natural interaction with the puppets attracts a crowd and she is made part of the act. Paul was once a great dancer whose career was ended by a war injury, lonely and embittered he is drawn to Lili’s soft heart but is unable to express his affection for her without his puppets. Touching story about the walls we build to protect ourselves from hurt, and the necessity of letting them down. Caron’s performance is incredible, it’s like she walked out of a fairy tale.

The Pirate (1948): Manuela (Garland) lives in a small Caribbean village and spends her days fantasizing of adventure and romance with the legendary pirate Macoco, so she’s heartbroken to learn she’s to marry the town’s boring mayor, Don Pedro. On a trip to the port to pick up her wedding dress she is spotted by traveling actor Serafin (Kelly), who falls instantly in love. She is unimpressed with his charms so he pretends to be Macoco in disguise to win her over. Mistaken identity hijinks ensue when he shows up in her hometown and realizes her boring fiance is actually the retired Macoco. This never takes off the way it should. Between the stars, the director (Minnelli), and original Cole Porter songs this should be a home run. Frustratingly, the story never comes together as well as it should, Manuela starts to feel like a supporting player in the second half which throws the whole movie off balance. Still, there are some great songs and dances, and the movie does manage to say a few interesting things about who we are versus who we pretend to be in life.

Royal Wedding (1951): Sibling song-and-dance team (Astaire and Powell) heads to England to perform in a new show against the backdrop of the upcoming wedding of Princess Elizabeth and Philip Mountbatten, Duke of Edinburgh (what ever happened to those two?) While there both of them find themselves falling in love. Her with a penniless Lord (Peter Lawford), him with a newly engaged dancer (Sarah Churchill, daughter of Winston). This is primarily for Astaire fans who get to see two of his most famous dances. One with a hat rack, proving he could dance with anything, the other where he dances on the wall and ceiling of his room thanks to some clever practical effects.

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How do you think Walter finds himself in a Walterful Life scenario? It would be nice if someone else was in jeopardy for a change.

Well, the episode title seems like it’s going to be a rendition of the 1940s movie “It’s a Wonderful Life.” More than likely, Walter will be in an induced sleep where his mind would fabricate a fake world. 

Now, in “It’s a Wonderful Life,” George Bailey wishes he was never born, and in turn, Clarence (his angel) decides to show him a world without George Bailey. The city George lives in is absolutely corrupted, and his wife ends up never getting married. The world is so awful that George wishes he was alive again. His cop friend finds him, and he returns home into his family’s loving arms, and we are given one of the happiest endings ever created in the history of film. 

I doubt Walter would follow exactly in George’s footsteps, but something similar could probably happen, and he’d envision either a world without Walter O’Brien (in which case Scorpion doesn’t exist and his friends are living in the slums and never meet one another), or he’ll dream of a world without ever meeting a loved one such as Paige. Paige is the reason Walter is whom he is today, and if he imagines a world where they never meet, it’ll turn his life upside down because, for lack of a better phrase, she’s his world. 

And if that’s the case, then he’ll more than likely wake up and realize how important life is. I doubt he’ll become the richest man in LA, but... perhaps he’ll become the happiest, lol. ;)