#but unfortunately i do not think about hangman that much. mostly because the whole thing makes me sort of uncomfortable

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Imagine how stick!alan would be affected if Hangman [from that one AvA short] were a part of the plot. I kinda want to see more content of Hangman since they are a new [probably not canon] hollowhead that was created on accident like Second.

i think alan would actively avoid hangman at all costs to be honest-- mostly because even thinking about what he did makes his skin crawl-- really the first stick after Orange he made and he immediately put them into accidental torture. if he saw hangman like, around in stick city he'd just be out of there.

although this does remind me of the idea of hangman working for vic. pretty unlikely but could you imagine

[snarkwriteswrasslin]

FFT: she’s a nutcracker; adam page

Notes:

this one was sent to me by @vonschweetz​ on my personal’s asks. I thought I’d move it here, give it it’s own post and all that jazz. 

Summary:

Lila is notoriously... difficult. Enter Adam. Now who can honestly resist Adam? Apparently, not Lila, whether she chooses to admit this or not.

Warnings:

Banter and flirting. Sexual tension. Not much else, nope.

Pairing:

adam hangman page x ofc, lila

“What is your thing with her, huh? She pretty much hates everyone. She’s only going to tear you to shreds in front of everyone and gloat about it.” MJF chuckled as he followed Adam’s intent gaze at Lila and rolled his eyes. Adam’s tongue was all but hanging to the floor and frankly, MJF didn’t really see anything worth drooling over.

Then again, he’d already managed to incur Lila’s razor sharp tongue at least three times since she’d signed on with their company. And he wasn’t the only one. Pretty much every single man who had bothered approaching her with an interest in getting a little closer had been shot down or ripped a new one in front of anyone who happened to be standing around.

The only ones she didn’t seem to lash out at were Jungle Boy or Marko Stunt, then again, they were too damn stupid to know their way around a ring, let alone a woman.  And they never really hit on her so much as just tried to include her in things and talk to her.

So MJF had no interest at all in getting torn to shreds again just because he’d hinted that he thought they’d make one hell of a team. Especially not when she offered herself up to valet literally anyone but him under the claim that he was like some horny little chihuahua.

Adam chuckled and tore his gaze off of Lila long enough to eye MJF and ask with a smirk, “Aww, somebody still all bent outta shape because he refuses to treat a woman like a person and not an object and she called ya on that?”

“Like you could do any better.” MJF scoffed and Adam shrugged, watching Lila again, choosing to ignore the annoying and bitter little salt block known as an MJF who’d had to endure the words “no, not in this lifetime.” In public. Loudly.

She’d gotten the flowers. She was wearing one of the daisies tucked behind her ear as she sat on top of a crate, absorbed in a book. She had this little blissful smile as she raised her hand, taking the daisy and passing it under her nose as she read. Bearing what MJF said in mind, Adam made his way over, just standing close. Truth be told, that’s all it took to make the guy happy.

Yeah, Hangman had it bad. So bad.

Lila tensed as she heard the shuffle of footsteps and then realized that someone was lurking. Taking a deep breath, she prepared herself to be dealing with MJF or one of the other less well intentioned guys she now shared a roster with.

Her eyes widened ever so slightly in shock when she realized that it was Hangman standing there instead. “Oh thank god. I was seriously about to just walk away. I can’t deal with Guevara or MJF right now and they pop up everywhere, holy shit.”

… what the hell was that, Lila? Were you just babbling?..

… get it together, Adam’s the only guy on the roster you haven’t really ‘felt out’ yet, so for all you know, he could be just as big an ass as the others who have approached…

Lila found herself catching sight of the daisy and smiling, inhaling it’s freshly picked scent as she passed it beneath her nose. Adam chuckled and nodded to the flower. “Already gettin flowers?”

“I’m going to feel so stupid if these are from that toolbag MJF.” Lila blurted out, green eyes locked on blue ones as she proceeded to get lost in the soft depths. Adam had been a bit of a mystery to her, the guy tended to keep to himself if he wasn’t with the Elite or one or two other people on their roster.

She tilted her head ever so slightly and her teeth tugged at her lip as she shrugged. “But to answer your question, yes.”

That was the safest way to proceed in this conversation. She sat up straighter, crossing her legs and grumbling to herself when MJF started to stare for a fifth time that day. “I swear to God, it’s like he’s never interacted with a female before. Just like all the other guys I dated.” she muttered it mostly to herself, but Adam shrugged and hopped up onto the trunk to sit next to her, long legs dangling over the side. “Guy’s bad news. Not even ten minutes before he insisted you valet him, he was telling the whole locker room that he was determined to get you into bed.”

“Oh he was, huh?” Lila gave a scornful look at a watching MJF and she turned her gaze back to Adam. “I’ve pretty much figured everyone else out.. But you..”

Adam shrugged. “Fairly simple guy. Nothin really to figure out.”

Lila eyed him warily, as if she wasn’t sure whether to believe that or not. She blew at hair as it fell down into her eyes and Adam tore his eyes off of her reluctantly before hopping off the trunk, starting to walk away. Lila watched him walking away, trying to puzzle the man out.

Trying to will herself to stop making an idiot of herself by staring intently at him as he walked away down the hallway, disappearing into catering.

“Okay, that was different.” Lila shrugged it off -or tried to, and she eyed the daisy sitting between the pages of her book and smiled to herself when  no one was looking.

She couldn’t entirely rule out the possibility of Adam leaving the flowers.. But it annoyed her that she was also hopeful it might have been too. To say that he’d been on her radar since she hired on with the company was unfortunately an understatement.

“Just wait. Sooner or later, he’ll show you he’s like the other guys you were dumb enough to get involved with.” she mumbled to herself as she hopped down from the trunk and grabbed her book, heading down to the fitting room to be fitted for her attire and what she’d be wearing when she was serving as valet or manager and not in a match of her own.

XXX

“When are you going to tell her you’re the one leaving flowers?” Marko Stunt spoke up from nearby, eyeing Adam as Adam laced his boots. Adam glanced up and laughed, smiling. “What the hell makes ya think it was me, huh?”

“Because they’re fresh. MJF or Guevara would have just had someone pick up some flowers from a random florist. And you’re always watchin her.” Marko smirked as he said it, eyes gleaming as if he hoped to hit a nerve.

It wasn’t so much that as he and Luchasaurus and Jungle Boy, well.. They didn’t take kindly to some of the shit that had gone down since Lila got hired on with the company. And they knew that no matter how much Lila insisted she could live an entire lifetime without knowing who was leaving her flowers and little goofy notes on pastel post its, she really wanted to know.

Because Marko, who’d grown up with her, he knew what she’d been through in life. So he knew exactly how much she wanted something like this to happen. Frankly, if it had to be any of the guys, he’d prefer it to be Adam.

“I am not.” Adam scoffed, though he was just a little flustered at the idea that he hadn’t been as covert as he thought. Marko chuckled and shook his head. “You are. Everybody notices. Well, I mean everybody but her, but Lila’s.. Not gonna willingly look for that. She’s like a cat.”

“Uh huh?” Adam was paying close attention, maybe a little insight from one of her few friends in back would be helpful. Maybe he could get something solid, some sign that he could actually approach her.

“Look, man. She hasn’t had the easiest life. Tends not to trust people. So she kinda just keeps her distance until she wants your attention. And..” Marko swore and shook his head, chuckling, “All I’m sayin is you have her attention. But she’s not gonna say that. Or even act like it.”

“Noted.”

“Just step it up, man, because she’s like a sister to me and I really don’t want to have to murder someone else because they did.”

“I’ll take it into consideration.” Adam chuckled, dragging thick fingertips through his hair as Marko shuffled away, leaving him to take in what Marko hinted at. Honestly, it was sort of something he’d been suspecting for himself. But now he had a clearer idea of what the situation called for from him.

And it gave him an idea. He gave a pleased smirk at himself and he stood, stretching. First he had this match to get through. Then he’d approach her again.

Everyone was going out after the show as a sort of impromptu Christmas celebration before they all went their separate ways for the holiday.

XXX

“ Right. Look, Marko, I’m glad you want to know who’s sending me the flowers so much but honestly, I’d rather just leave it alone.. Because it’s probably Guevara or MJF, playing games.”

“It’s not.”

Lila studied her best friend intently and with an amused giggle, she reached over and patted his upper arm. “Again, it’s sweet, but stop worrying. I’m not gonna go back down that road. You don’t have to worry about me putting myself out there and being hurt again.” she happened to catch herself watching Adam as he quietly entered the room, making a beeline straight over to where his little group was sitting.

Marko happened to see where Lila’s eyes went and he chuckled. “You like the guy. He’s not a bad guy, Lila.”

“Yeah? Well I don’t know that. And for your information you nosy, nosy man.. No.”

“Your mouth might say no but you staring at him and almost drooling says otherwise.”

“Hmmphf. Don’t you have something to do? Like.. maybe asking a certain red head you’ve been staring at and drooling over all night to dance?” Lila scolded her best friend gently, giving him a nudge. He took a long sip of his own drink and then bit his lip. “I will if you will.”

“What now?” Lila eyed him, stifling a laugh behind her hand as she raised it to her mouth.

“Well, I mean… If I’m going to ask a stranger to dance, you could at least walk over and talk to Hangman.” Marko shrugged mildly, adding with a teasing gleam in his eyes, “Unless of course you’re too afraid.”

“I’m not afraid.”

Marko’s eyes settled on the red head and he took a deep breath, standing. “Off to make an ass of myself.. And you. Be nice! Adam really is not like these other pricks.”

“What the hell do you mean be nice?”

“You’re kind of a ball buster when you choose to be, tiny. Facts.” Marko shrugged apologetically and Lila flipped him off, laughing.

Then she realized that Marko taking steps to talk to his mystery girl meant she had to approach Adam and she bit her lip, sucking in a breath and staring at him intently.

It occurred to her all of a sudden that she was… Totally horrible at doing this sort of thing. She’d just ordered another drink -for courage, and she felt a tap to her shoulder. “I swear to God, if I turn and I find MJF standing behind me, I’m just gonna go ahead and throw my drink right in your eyes.”

“Hey, whoa.. Easy darlin.” Adam waved his hands in surrender as Lila turned to face him and sipped her drink. “Adam, hi… oops?”

“Nothin to be sorry about, darlin. Hell, I can’t blame ya, guy just won’t stop.”

The music changed from a faster pop song to a slower country one that Lila recognized. She hummed a little and Adam smiled. “Didn’t know you liked country.”

“On occasion, yeah..”

“Do you dance, Lila?” Adam asked the question warily, almost as if he were afraid she’d go off. She eyed him up, mulling it over. “Why do you look so tense right now, Hangman?”

Marko’s warning as he walked away came back to her and she palmed her face as she shook her head and gave a soft laugh. “Since I like this song and you’re not being an ass.. Yeah. Maybe I dance, Hangman.. Does this mean you’re asking me?”

He held out his hand again and Lila put her hand into his, slipping off the barstool. The slow song changed to another slow song, a Florida Georgia Line song she recognized. Adam was humming quietly as they danced around. She honestly thought he’d pull her closer, but he didn’t. Swallowing hard, Lila coaxed herself to do it.

… I better not regret this later… she thought to herself as she pressed against him completely and stared up at him, laughing at his red cheeks. “What’s that look about?”

“Didn’t think you’d wanna get closer. Wasn’t gonna push ya.”

“See, when you do and say stuff like that, it makes me like you just a little more.” Lila rose to tiptoe, muttering the words against his ear quietly. He gripped carefully at her sides, keeping his hands at rest on her hips and she swallowed hard as she pulled away from him a little, resting her head against his chest.

“Just a little, huh?” Adam mumbled against her hair before tilting her chin so she had to look at him when he said what came next. “ A little is good. I’ll take it.”

Lila eyed him, doing that cute little puzzled lip biting thing he’d noticed she seemed to do a lot around him. He mumbled quietly, “ I’m not in a hurry.”

“Oh thank fuck.” Lila muttered, locking eyes with him as she swallowed hard and tried to keep herself from being the one in a hurry.

Because she had been before.. So many times.. And it only got her hurt or left behind.

Adam chuckled, dipping her and raising her back up, making her laugh a little. It was probably the first time he’d seen her laugh or smile when one of the guys she normally stuck close to wasn’t the cause and the thought had his chest swelling a little with pride. Her fingertips dug into his plaid shirt as he raised her back up and her eyes left his, lingering on his lips.

Why did everything about him have to be so damned TEMPTING?

[aion-rsa]

Venom: Let There Be Carnage Review

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Grading on a curve always raised mixed emotions when I was in school. If I didn’t know the subject as well as I should, it could be a godsend—the stay of execution from a grade card hangman. When I actually knew what I was doing, however, the bell curve was a curse, dragging even whole classes down. A similar nagging dilemma occurs while watching Venom: Let There Be Carnage: Is showing the most improvement in its franchise’s brief history the same thing as not failing?

Technically, this goofy muddle of a sequel is a significant step up from the absolutely mind-numbing mediocrity that was 2018’s Venom. But when you’re starting from deeper than six feet in the hole, climbing up to still subterranean conditions doesn’t really feel like progress. Yes, Venom 2 is better than the first Venom, but then so are trips to the dentist.

While Venom: Let There Be Carnage now features two Oscar nominees slumming for a paycheck instead of one—even three when you recall Michelle Williams also stopped by the set for a few days—we’re nonetheless left with a rote pseudo-superhero movie with the passion of an algorithm. There are now a few genuinely bonkers comedy bits that almost realize the gonzo spectacle Tom Hardy undoubtedly dreamed of when he contributed to the screenplay, but it’s still a whole lot of spinning wheels. Only this time, to paraphrase Venom, there’s also “a red one” rotating in place.

The “red one” in question is named Carnage, and he’s a thick layer of unconvincing CGI sludge which has been applied to Woody Harrelson. See, Harrelson plays Cletus Kasady, the serial killer we were teased in the last movie’s post-credits scene. Kasady’s on death row for doing some very naughty things, and the only fella he’s willing to talk to is Hardy’s Eddie Brock, a redeemed San Francisco journalist who’s still secretly attached to the brain-eating symbiote called Venom.

And wouldn’t you know it, that black Venom ooze is pregnant, not that the film’s barebones screenplay ever really explains how that works. In fact, even Venom seems oblivious to the existence of the “red one,” including after it gives birth to it the same day Kasady bites Eddie’s finger through prison bars. Whoopsie. Instead of dying by lethal injection, Kasady becomes consumed by the Carnage symbiote and begins a slicing and dicing killing spree. Presumably. But honestly, this movie has the same amount of gore and violence as Mr. Freeze’s rampage in Batman & Robin.

That is one story which Venom: Let There Be Carnage tries to tell. Yet in spite of its slightest of 90 minutes running time, there are several more hats the film tries on, and one of them I enjoyed a whole hell of a lot more. While the film is marketed around Carnage’s overhyped night on the town, there’s a far more demented breakup comedy at play beneath the goo.

Indeed, the vast majority of Hardy’s interest seems to not lie in “the Lethal Protector” business from the comics, but rather Venom as a one-man Abbott and Costello routine. After three years of being roommates in the same body, it seems Eddie and Venom need a break, and the inner-Nicolas Cage ham inside of Hardy relishes getting to let his B-movie hair down in those scenes. More relaxed as Eddie, and visibly less concerned with the character being likable, he uses his real face to play a pitiful straight man to his vocal performance over the digital oil spill with teeth. He even lets what sounds like a few Bane-isms from The Dark Knight Rises slip through.

It’s dumb, but one never doubts Hardy is attacking the “breakup” scene with as much sound and fury as Adam Driver and Scarlett Johansson in Marriage Story, only it’s much funnier when here we have the sight of Hardy punching himself in the face. Similarly, the scene where the Venom symbiote is single and ready to mingle at a vaguely LGBTQ+ bar is the stuff Tumblr meme dreams are made of.

Is this the Venom movie I would’ve ever asked for? Not at all. Is it the Venom movie diehard fans of the character imagined for decades in their heads? I highly doubt it. But on its own terms, it’s pretty entertaining in the same way a New Line Cinema family film from the ‘90s might be. Think Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: Secret of the Venom Ooze. Unfortunately, that’s only about a third of Venom 2’s 80 minutes of non-credits content.

Much less successful is everything to do with Carnage, and a surprisingly limp subplot involving the backstory of Cletus Kasady and Naomie Harris’ wicked Shriek. One suspects director Andy Serkis or an executive somewhere in the bowels of Sony pitched this subplot as akin to Harrelson’s infamous work in Natural Born Killers. But when both characters are so neutered, and Shriek just so underwritten in general, then any grander ambitions are moot.

I’ll admit I’ve never been a fan of the Carnage character. Like Venom as a hero, the red symbiote creation always felt like just another excess of ‘90s comics and their grim-dark nonsense. Did Spider-Man comics really need an R-rated serial killer? With that said, if you’re going to go for Carnage, go for it. Because in his current state, the villain’s mostly off-screen murder and mayhem donn’t feel that far removed from how Carnage was realized on Spider-Man: The Animated Series back in the ‘90s.

In the end, the one virtue the whole movie rests a little too heavily on is the conviction of its cast. While its two leads of Hardy and Harrelson are not above taking a role for a payday (clearly), they’re way too good to ever phone it in. Each performer is wholly committed to building these absurd, cartoon characters.

But when both men have their scenes drowned out by an ugly, relentless sea of computer-generated gunk, who’s to care? I doubt the audience. They’ll be too busy talking about the post-credits scene to even realize they’ve forgotten the rest of it in the five seconds it takes to reach the auditorium’s door.

Venom: Let There Be Carnage opens in theaters on Friday, Oct. 1.

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hi i was wondering if you had any hcs for the paladins having game night after the war?? i feel like mario kart tournaments that get too serious too quickly are inevitable

Ohhh! Definitely! I feel like Keith gets to use the blueshell the most and of course, Lance is usually his target. But heaven forbid it’sPidge! Her revenge will be swift and merciless. However Allura is the one whoblue shells anyone when it’s least expected. Also, Shiro will probably give upon trying to scold people for language about ten minutes in and he’s the onewith the dirtiest mouth out of all of them.

Now I’m going to talk about board games because I’m theloser ( and I mean me and me alone, not anyone else who likes board games over video games) who would claim, “this is more my speed”. I’m sorry, I hardly ever playvideo games, but I think I can come up with a few more theories for othervideo/computer games down the list.

Monopoly: Lancecalls Banker. Nobody trusts him for it. Sorry, Lance. :( However he always makes somesort of snarky/saucy comment when someone needs singles, so this is probablyjustified a bit. You’d think it’d be Pidge or Allura who wins at this game butthis is Hunk’s game as the girls get a little too competitive with one anotherand so the usually ever calm Hunk swoops in and takes pretty much everyone’sproperty for the win. Eventually one game night is spent with the Paladinsmaking their own Voltron edition with Hunk and Pidge trying to figure out howto make Lion figurines and to see if they can form a miniature Voltron figurewith those pieces.

Clue: I don’treally know this game too well but for some reason I just see Coran being thewinner with both him and Allura making the most…creative uses of the murderweapons available…after spending the first thirty minutes questioning how onecould possibly murder anyone with said weapons and wouldn’t it be more efficientusing *insert Altean weapon here* The Paladins don’t sit that close to themafter that.

Candyland: Keithwins. Keith always wins. It’s just luck of the draw for him no matter what.Eventually the game tends to get ignored right in the middle of things wheneveryone argues that yes, Pidge, you are our Princess Lolly and Allura is QueenFrostine. Pidge promises swift vengeance, yet that doesn’t stop Lance frommaking her a paper crown that she wears for the rest of the night. Hunk triesto make a joke that he’s Gloppy and everyone insists that no, no you absolutelyare not, Hunk. Please don’t ever jokelike that again. They give the title of Gloppy over to Coran due to his love ofthe goo and Shiro is Grandma Nutmeg.

Scrabble: Thisalways comes down to Pidge and Hunk, but Pidge is the winner here as she alwaysknows when to get those double and triple-word scores and her vocabulary isfabulous, thank you. Sometimes the Paladins will play a Spanish version andLance is more dominant in that department, but everyone finds it a fun way tolearn a new language, eventually figuring out how to play with Altean as thelanguage of the night.

Twister: The gangplays once and then never again unless drunk….eventually this devolves to alarge, giggling pile of tangled limbs sprawled out on the floor.

Guess Who: Lance’sgame. He’s learned to become more observant over the years and to use his “sharpshooter”skills off the field, so to speak.

Hangman: Everyonethinks of at least one or two words that no one else would think of so there’sno clear dominant at this game. At one point either Allura or Coran try topoint out better weapons to use than rope and someone yells out that this ishypothetical and could you please stop, you’re killing the fun.

Battleship:Allura will sink you and she’ll do it every time. I’m not entirely sure how shedoes it but it’s with militarized precision and would even make Iverson crywith shame.

BS: This game isactually a card name better known as bullshit. It’s kinda like War, only moreeasily played with more than two people unlike War. Also unlike War, playerscan see the cards in their hands and must add them to the center pile inascending order; two through ace, either one type of card at a time or more.However if that card is not available (say you need a seven, but you don’t haveany), fake it and hope you make it. If someone calls bullshit and is provedcorrect, that whole pile is yours. If not, it’s the caller’s. First handemptied is the winner. Shiro has a magnificent poker face and slaughterseveryone at this game.

As for other video/computer games….I can see the whole teamtrying to stay alive with Slenderman andof course they play this in the dark like the daring group they try to be.Everyone nearly pees themselves and quickly agree on a group sleepover. No onesleeps. I wish I could talk about Overwatch,but unfortunately, I don’t know enough to say who would be who other than Pidgemost likely being Tracer and will probably use the phrase, “don’t worry love,here comes the Calvary!” unironically at some point just because she’smemorized it subconsciously. Also, Allura loves the Legend of Zelda. And not just because of Zelda, thank you…though,she’ll probably make a dress like the princess’s at some point.

Pizza is eventually ordered at some point in the night.Pidge is the one who does the ordering and if anyone pisses her off, she willdeliberately order “anchovies chopped into tiny pieces and mixed into the sauce”.(Hope I did that quote right.) Hunk orders pineapple on his part of the pizzaand no one argues. Rather Allura is fascinated and asks to try some. Also, Ifeel like at four in the morning everyone is still up and they all go to IHOP.

During Drunken!Paladin game night, it mostly becomes “seehow many government agencies Pidge can hack into before we’re busted”.

I’ve never shared my head canons before. I hope I did this right. @geek-fashionista, did I do this right?