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@france nt no amount of screaming, whining and diving will get you anywhere
#you will get what you deserve#and that is fourth place#thanks for coming to my ted talk#Argentina nt#tear that bitch apart#france nt#world cup#fifa world cup 2022 qatar#fifa world cup
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Part Two / Part Three
Ao3
It's 8:45 am.Â
The Red Barn, which is neither red nor a barn, has been open since 7, catering to the early morning crowd with rounds of coffee and pancakes.
It was no Benny's, but given the size of Hawkins and the lack of alternatives?
No one was complaining.Â
They were all too happy someone had opened up another watering hole for the working class man (or lass, as Foreman Shelly will dutifully remind you) which meant the place was packed with both day and night shift regulars, passing each other in staggered waves.Â
It also meant Wayne was sharing the packed breakfast counter with a warehouse worker by the name of John Cheese on one side and Police Chief Jim Hopper on the other.
He doesn't mind it.
Wayne's a man on a budget thinner than his shoelace, but he's also a man who understands that small indulgences need to be made in life or you didn't truly live it.
This is how he convinces himself to get a coffee at the Barn after work everyday, reading the morning newspaper and chatting with the other regulars before he heads home.
Bonus, it gets him out of the rapid-fire franticness that is his nephew in the mornings.
(All the love in the world wouldn't change the fact that all that Eddie came with a lot of noise.Â
The kind of noise that was a tried and true recipe for a headache right after a long shift.)
As a trade off, Wayne went to bed early so he could wake up in time for dinner with Eddie.
 It was a nice little system that worked for them.Â
A routine Wayne was reminiscing fondly on, when the pager on Chief Hopper started to chirp. With a sad moan, the man fished out a few crumbled bills and threw them on the counter, abandoning his coffee to trudge out to his truck.
This was not unusual.
Particularly recently, given they were but a scant few weeks past that whole mall ordeal. A fact all too easy to remember when one caught sight of the Chiefâs still healing face.Â
What was unusual, was when he came storming through the doors a minute later, face now a furious shade of red with his hat clenched in his hand.Â
The energy in the room shifted, taking on something a little watchful as Hopper swept his gaze from side to side, like a dog on the hunt.
Judging by the way he stilled when he caught sight of Wayne, the latter assumed he found what he was looking for and could only pray it was the person behind him.Â
(He liked John, but Wayne had enough trouble this year and he wasn't looking for any more.)Â
"Munson." Hopper called, striding over and dashing all his hopes. There was a choked fury emitting off him, and given the way John audibly scooted his chair away, Wayne knew everyone had clocked it.Â
"Chief." Wayne greeted, inclining his head towards him.
Idly he wondered what the hell his nephew had done this time.
'So help me if he stole all the town's lawn flamingos and put them in that damn teachers yard againâŠ.'
Wayne didn't even get to finish his threat, the Chief was already next to him.Â
"Mind if I have a word outside?"Â
Dammit Eddie.
"Ah hell, what's he done now?" Wayne asked with a sigh, eyeing the coffee he had left morosely.Â
There was still almost half of it left and the pot had tasted fresh for once.Â
"What?" Hopper said, and then Wayne got to watch as the man ran through an entire chain of thoughts, each one punctuated by things like; "Oh," and "No. "Â
"This is something else." He finished, flushed and fidgeting, anger making him antsy.Â
Wayne stared up at him.Â
"Something else?" He repeated, not sure he heard.
"Yes, something else." Hopper snapped impatiently, before leaning forward, voice dropping low. "This doesn't involve your nephew, but we both know you owe me for how many times I've let that kid off, Wayne. That's a damn big favor I've been doing you and I'm calling it in."Â
If it were any other cop, it'd sound like a threat.
It was Hopper though. The same Hopper who Wayne had gone to school with.
They'd never been friends exactly, but they had been friendly and remained so. Even now, after Wayne had taken Eddie in, whoâd gone on to be an undeniable pain in the local PDâs ass.Â
Hopper really did let the kid off easy.Â
Wayne really did owe him.Â
So he put down his coffee with a sigh, passed his newspaper over to John and stood up, motioning for Hopper to lead the way. Got into the Chiefâs truck when he waved him in, and didnât make a big fuss when Hopper tore out of the parking lot like hell was about to open up under them.Â
"Not a lot of the kids involved in the mall fire could be identified, but a few of them were." Hopper started, which felt nonsensical given the utter lack of context.Â
Wayne hummed to show heâd heard.Â
âSome of them got banged up more than others, and a lot of people wouldnât be surprised if they didnât make it.âÂ
A pause, Hopper white knuckling the steering wheel as he swung the truck hard around a turn.Â
âFor certain people, those kids dying is the preferred outcome.âÂ
A mix of fear and warning swopped low in Wayneâs gut.Â
"Jim." Wayne said, dropping the use of a last name because if any situation called for it, it was this one. "What exactly are you saying here?"Â
The Chief chewed on his split lip.Â
"I know you're smart, Munson. I know you, and plenty of others are aware that something's happening, been happening in this town."Â
Which was a hell of an understatement if you asked Wayne. Plenty of the upper classes might be able to bury their heads when it came to the military parading about and the flow of âaccidentsâ they brought in their wake, but then, they didn't see all the other signs of trouble.Â
The absolute oddity that was Starcourtâs construction.Â
How it had been built using primarily outside crews and anyone who'd taken a singular look at the site could tell you they were building it weird.Â
Weird as in it looked like it would have a multi-level basement, and not what a mall should have.Â
Then there were the constant electrical problems. The backups upon backups that failed. The late night delivery vans headed out to the Hawkins Lab.Â
The things in the woods that kept spooking all the deer and the weird markings they left behind that unnerved even the hardest of hunters.Â
This didnât even touch the Russian military that more than one reputable person swore was hanging around.Â
The very same Wayne himself had seen, on more than one occasion.Â
(And you couldnât deny it; those boys were military. Past or present, it didnât matter. They moved like a threat, and Wayne treated them like one, staying well clear.)
"Yeah." Wayne admitted. "I also know better than to stick my nose in it."Â
"That makes you a smarter man than me.' Hop complained under his breath, but the anger was self directed.Â
"The point is, there are some government types crawling around, doing shit they shouldn't be doing, and more than a few of them are in the business of making people disappear.âÂ
This was absolutely not where Wayne had thought this was going.Â
Hopper took a breath. Than another.
A third.
It was starting to make Wayne nervous, in a way he hadnât felt since a social worker had brought Eddie to him for the last time and final time. It was the feeling that things were about to shift in a way that would change the course of his life.Â
"Steve Harrington is sitting in my office right now, beat to absolute shit.â Hopper admitted.
Wayne gave him the floor to talk, letting him go at his own pace without interruptions.Â
âHe's there because some of those government types finally figured out his parents are never fucking home.âÂ
Wayne sucked in a breath.Â
"We both know his parents, Wayne. Harassing them to come back and take care of their kid won't work, and frankly, Iâm beginning to think all the phone lines are tapped anyway.â He winced here, like voicing such a thing pained him, and Wayne understood.
It sounded a little too out there, a little like he was buying into a conspiracy.Â
Except he wasnât. Wayne knew he wasnât.Â
Jim Hopper might have been an alcoholic, a man living in pain and unconcerned with his own life, but if there was one thing he was solid for, it was shit like this.
He didnât jump to conclusions. Didnât believe the first thing people told him. Even at his worst, he did the work to see what was really happening, and made his decisions from there.Â
(Even if that decision was to accept the occasional bribe, or drive an intoxicated 13 year old Eddie home instead of hauling his ass into the drunk tank.)Â
âHarrington wonât admit it, but heâs got a hell of a concussion if not a full blown brain injury and heâs not reacting as well as he should to Suites trying to run him off the road.â Hopper continued. Angrily, he added, âDamn kid didnât even come to me until they tried to break into his house last night.âÂ
His fingers squeezed the wheel so hard Wayne heard the leather creak in protest.Â
âIâd take him, but my cabin is being renovated fromâŠâ He trailed off, heaving a sigh.
 âA storm, so me and my kid are bunked with the Byers right now and weâre full up.âÂ
Hawkins hadn't had a storm like that in years, but Wayne wasn't going to call him out on the blatant lie.Â
âI need a place to stash him for the next few weeks, until I can work with some of the higher ups sniffing around, and get them to call off their attack dogs.âÂ
âAnd you want to stuff him with me.â Wayne finished.Â
âI know you donât have the room.â Hopper admitted easily, stopping his truck at a red light and locking eyes with the other man. âBut I also know youâll be the last place anyone would look for him.âÂ
'Ainât that the damn truth.'
âYouâre really gonna go this far for a Harrington?â Wayne asked, instead of the million of other questions leaping to the forefront of his mind.Â
This one, he figured, was the most important.Â
âHeâs not his dad.â Hopper said, as firm as Wayne had ever heard him. âHeâs not either of his parents, and he saved my little girl.âÂ
Wayne hadnât even known Hopper had another little girl, but he also knew better than to ask where the guy had found one.Â
It wasnât his business, just as nothing else Jim was involved in, was his business.
Except, apparently, Steve Harrington.Â
âIâm gonna need my own truck if Iâm takin' Harrington home.â Wayne said easily, instead of bothering to ask anything else.
If Jim said the kid was different than his daddy, then he was--because when it came to things like that, Jim didn't lie.
No point in it.Â
âI know. Just needed to talk to you first, without anyone overhearing.â Jim said, before swinging the police truck around and heading back to the Barn.Â
âIâll stay in contact with you, and Iâll make sure Harrington pays you for the pleasure of your hospitality. Just--â Here Jim cut himself off, looking like he was struggling an awful lot with the next thing he wanted to say.Â
Once again, Wayne waited him out.
âDonât let Steve fool you. Heâs good at fooling people, letting them think heâs okay. Too good at it, and between the two of us, I have a real good idea of the reason why.âÂ
A memory came to Wayne unbidden, of Richard Harrington and Chet Hagan, beating some poor kid in the highschool bathroom bloody. The grins on their faces as the poor guy wailed for them to stop.
How they almost hadnât.Â
âAlright.â Wayne agreed.
Hopper swung back into the Barn's parking lot, and Wayne moved right to his own beat to shit truck, ready to follow Jim back to the police station.
He wasnât a praying man, not anymore, but Catholisim wasnât a thing that let you go easy.Â
He found himself sending up a quick prayer, fingers flicking in a kind of miniature version of the sign of the cross.Â
Considering his own kidâs history with Harrington, and the sheer small space of the trailer?Â
Wayne had a feeling it was needed.
#this has like t wo more parts#pre steddie#wayne as a BAMF#wayne and Hopper both as psuedo parents to Steve#ya'll are gonna have to put up with my weird ass jumping all over the place warm ups sorry lol#Gary's fourth piece is coming no worries#and then this will either take its place or the other one I have will#you CANNOT look me in the eye and tell me all the blue color workers arent aware shits going down#like 100% local crews took one look at starcourt and went what the fuck#nevermind you know the local power plant lol#and with demo critters running around its not like they were tearing through brushes and shit#your local hunters are gonna know somethings up#anyway#beat to shit Steve Harrington#my beloved#hes gonna show up busted to shit with a major grade concussion and Eddie is gonna shit himself#steve harrington#steddie#I spelled collar color and im not changing it#outsider pov#wayne pov#I will write the first person who knows where I pulled John from a prompt of their choice#catholic wayne munson#jim hopper
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A day at Baltigo
#sabo loves luffy so much he breaks the fourth wall to show off his baby brother#Luffyâs wanted posters? neatly stacked Work documents? foot resting place#one piece#one piece fanart#monkey d dragon#monkey d. dragon#dragon one piece#revolutionary sabo#op sabo#one piece sabo#op koala#koala one piece
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Doctor Who + Reductress Headlines (10/?)
I am not ready for the 60th! Have some reductress headlines I made to cope.
#this is so mean to ten but I promise it comes from a place of love#I just couldn't resist#also is it just me or is thirteen incredibly hot in the fourth photo?#doctor who#reductress#reductress headlines#tenth doctor#eleventh doctor#thirteenth doctor#amelia pond#twelfth doctor#rory williams#donna noble#clara oswald#thirteen x yasmin#yasmin khan#dhawan!master#the master#dw#guys I had a whole plan for this#60th anniversary countdown#there was going to be a theme#but life hit me like a fucking bus#so have a random assortment of shit that made me laugh this week
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#they really did that
#tua#the umbrella academy#tua s4#tua4#tua spoilers#tua s4 spoilers#five hargreeves#fivelila#lilafive#they are really truly unhinged for this (positive)#me after i separate from my husband#me when i spend six years and change with my enemy turned friend turned lover#who is also. soooo. pretty. and grouchy.#and wants to settle down in a nice place with a greenhouse at the end of time#GOD you know that tension went fucking crazy that six years#sorry diego#they went IN too........... for seconds thirds fourths....#ok i'm going to stop talking in the tags of my own gifset sorry
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ykw i think i preferred dan saying all phanfic was explicit over him saying we read it bc we want a relationship like that for ourselves. bc. hey đ„ș
#i forget that they do actually know us and only pretend they dont just to keep the fourth wall in place#dnp#c.text#dan and phil#phan#dnptit
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Headcanon that all of the boys think someone else is Splinterâs favorite son.
Raph thinks itâs Leo, Leo thinks itâs Donnie, Donnie thinks itâs Mikey, and Mikey thinks itâs Raph.
Theyâre all bothered by this to different degrees and in different ways, some much less/more so than others, but theyâre all wrong, Splinter does not have a favorite son, and never has. And when he tells them this, horrified they even thought otherwise and angry at himself for not being clearer with his love, it clears up some residual tension they didnât even realize was there.
(Leo still thinks heâs the least favorite though.)
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt headcanons#this isnât too serious lmao#splinter: I donât have a favorite son#leo: makes sense. raph donnie and mikey are all equally great#leo: second place for me tho lol a step up from fourth hell yeah look at me go đ#splinter: âŠ#leo winning so many lair games because the real victory he wanted was one heâd never get rip
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there is something in my stupid primal nostalgia brain that so desperately wants doctor who characters from different eras to meet eachother. i want amy to meet the third doctor. i want bill to meet susan. i want captain jack to meet adric or the second doctor. i want martha to meet the fifteenth doctor. and GOD the way i would go feral if ruby met rose. i may simply combust
#GOD i know this is what fanfiction is for#and normally i love fanfiction#but doctor who holds a very special place in my heart#and reading fanfiction about it feels kind of like blasphemy#you dare imitate the holy text??#doctor who#dw#amy pond#third doctor#3rd doctor#bill potts#susan foreman#captain jack harkness#jack harkness#adric doctor who#adric of alzarius#martha jones#fifteenth doctor#15th doctor#ruby sunday#rose tyler#so much potential#amy and adric#amy and the fourth doctor#susan and rose#ace and martha#sarah jane and bill#liams legendary dialogue
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Hey. Youâve got a guitar. Do you play? Can you play for me? Sorry. I havenât played in a long time.
MY LOVE MIX-UP | EP3
#my love mix up th#my love mix up#mlmu#my love mix up thailand#fourth nattawat#gemini norawit#geminifourth#kongatom#my edits#mlmu th#consistent coloring?? i don't know her :D#the brightness is all over the place in this show D:#like why do they keep making things harder for us gifmakers??
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So, after the apple fell on Newton's head, and he was then interrupted by Tenthree and Donna who told him the stupid gravity pun and then fucked off, Newton returned to his tree and found Four in it. He then told Four to get out of his tree and went to dinner with him, whereupon Four explained gravity to him. Which should have counteracted the "mavity" thing, unless Four just heard it and decided to go along with it.
#doctor who#fourth doctor#donna noble#tenthree#the pirate planet#wild blue yonder#and all that's ignoring the fact that 'gravity' existed as a word before newton described physical gravity#so the whole mishearing thing is batshit ridiculous in the first place#but it's doctor who so...
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Day 109 of offseason gifs - In The Room S06E01 - The Pens go to The White House!
#didn't think I would ever be making obama gifs for my tumblr hockey blog but here we are. it's wonderful the places this sport takes me#also fourth gif imagine looking at your colleague that way in public. in front of everyone you work with. kissing would be more subtle#sidney crosby#evgeni malkin#pittsburgh penguins#luce's gifs#itr gifs#s6 gifs#2016 stanley cup
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one of the wild things about peopleâs stubborn insistence on misunderstanding The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas is that the narrator anticipates an audience that wonât engage with the text, just in the opposite direction. Throughout the story are little asides asking what the reader is willing to believe in. Can you believe in a utopia? What if I told you this? What about this? Can you believe in the festivals? The towers by the sea? Can we believe that they have no king? Can we believe that they are joyful? Does your utopia have technology, luxury, sex, temples, drugs? The story is consulting you as itâs being told, framed as a dialogue. It literally asks you directly: do you only believe joy is possible with suffering? And, implicitly, why?
the question isnât just âwhat would you personally do about the kid.â It isnât just an intricate trolley problem. Itâs an interrogation of the limits of imagination. How do we make suffering compulsory? Why? What futures (or pasts) are we capable of imagining? How do we rationalize suffering as necessary? And so on. In all of the conversations Iâve seen or had about this story, no one has mentioned the fact that itâs actively breaking the fourth wall. The narrator is building a world in front of your eyes and challenging you to participate. âI would free the kidâ and then what? What does the Omelas youâve constructed look like, and why? And what does that say about the worlds youâre building in real life?
#ursula k le guin#omelas#There are so many ideas in this story that simply do not get engaged with!#Iâve heard it argued that a central element of anarchism#as a political philosophy#is the expansion of the imagination: what is truly possible if we forget the structures we are raised in?#if we forget what we have been told is or is not possible?#le guin wasnât an anarchist but her work is heavily inspired by anarchist thought#Also the idea that the compassion of citizens of omelas is possible only because they are able to see themselves in relation and contrast t#the kid#very interesting stuff there#arguably a searing critique of moderate liberals#who feel compassion from on high but rationalize the ways in which those who suffer cosmically deserve it#in order to maintain structures of suffering#This short story is breaking the fourth wall Constantly to grab you by the collar and ask#what do you think is possible in the world and what do you think is good and what do you think is necessary#If you want to free the kid then what! What does that mean!#ALSO if omelas is a place being constructed as an idea#are the ones who walk away meant to be literally deserting a place#or are they rejecting an idea#hmmm much to think about
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DOCTOR: He'd see me dead tomorrow. MASTER: Gladly, Doctor. [looking to the Valeyard] But I'm not prepared to countenance a rival.
#the master#the watcher#the valeyard#beevers!master#fourth doctor#roberts!master#eighth doctor#the dream lord#eleventh doctor#dhawan!master#ainley!master#fifth doctor#dw#classic who#dwedit#*#doctor x master#(from 'the novel of the film')#anybody else picking up what i'm putting down?#the rival line is perhaps one of the craziest the master's ever said.#like. i consider myself in competition with your shadow. my role is the part of YOU you keep hidden & i won't let him (you) take my place.#and adric mistaking the watcher for the master and four not correcting him... all time.
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A series that focuses on the summary/ lore explanation of Fable SMP, but the episodes are done as Horrible Histories...
#an allay takes the place of the rat and pops up with all the little signs#you got to have the alliteration for the names too#im so tempted to write a parody of the theme song just for the bitđ#like Eerie End or Obscure Overworld or something#half of it is the characters breaking the fourth wall just to stare at the camera like âdid they really iust say that?â#fable smp#fablesmpblr#fable smp headcanon#fablesmp#fable smp lore#horrible histories#a ybh post
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#my love mix up#fourth nattawat#gemini norawit#geminifourth#my love mix up thailand#my love mix up th#my love mix-up!#asianlgbtqdramas#dailyasiandramas#thaidramaedit#bledit#*mlmu#*m&mgifs#heart sticker on heart đ#<- prev sure lets ignore everything else thats happening here#............ listen shh this set was prompted by a request#yes and the request was fourthâs reaction to gemi touching his [redacted]#it wasnât his [redacted] it was just his heart he was touched to have a sticker placed there okay gurl clap#sureâŠ..
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At long last (well, not really) my fourth doctor scarf is complete!! It took me a week with a lot of hand pain, but was definitely worth it:
Credit to the creator of this website for everything, I used the season 12 double crochet pattern :]
#cant wait to look like even more of a loser around college with this on#i am genuinely so proud of it#because its the reason i learnt to crochet in the first place#doctor who#classic who#fourth doctor#tom baker#crochet
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