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mossadegh · 1 year ago
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In his Aug. 1951 resignation letter to President Truman, Henry Grady called his Embassy post in Tehran “the toughest job I have ever undertaken”. Here is the full story of his contentious departure.
The Mossadegh Project
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miralyk · 22 days ago
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a bundle of small silent hill protagonists (and eileen!)
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scarlett-dottoresimp · 4 months ago
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lust-for-ultraviolence · 7 months ago
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*To you personally
Edit: I have zero idea how so many relate to Heather. Even as a teen, I didn't relate to her. I've always been Henry.
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deeppink-man · 1 year ago
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All main character
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loudmound · 11 months ago
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my fucking wawas
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stitch-jr · 2 years ago
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FINALLY DONE, it took me longer than anticipated but whatever, I was desperate to finish the piece already that I wrote their names with my own calligraphy, I hope it doesn't look too shitty. Henry is a mouse because I love Henry and I love mouse's and because you know how they live in holes and stuff like that. The others where mainly by vibes.
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maisiesbike · 1 year ago
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Jurassic franchise as tumblr/twitter quotes
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phantastus · 5 months ago
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Headcannon scenario of Silent Hill protags with a s/o who likes to annoy em plz? Not bc it's out of maliciousness but it's rather mildly amusing according to s/o
Oop, sorry it took me a bit to answer this, anon!
-TRAVIS: He's a guy who under good circumstances likes having someone he can joke around with, so although he takes awhile to trust other peoples' intentions, he'd be all about having a partner who's playful. He can even put on the tough-guy "all right c'mere you little shit" scowl and chase 'em if that's what they're hoping for. Only hard rule is NO annoying him while driving-- he takes road safety very seriously!
-HARRY: I see him as someone who comes off as very serious, to the point that he almost seems like a square, but as soon as he's in a good mood the sense of humor comes out. The seriousness might make him look like an easy target to annoy, but you must remember: he raised Heather Mason. He has a straight face made of steel and underneath it, something even more terrifying: the capability to be so much more annoying than you. He will put up with prodding until it almost stops being fun and then he will turn around and deliver a dad joke so targeted that you get vaporized on the spot.
-JAMES: It depends a lot on where he is in the timeline, but he probably wouldn't like it lmao. He has a hard time reading social cues and, especially post-SH2, is both withdrawn, easily-irritated, and wary of others' intentions. So he'd spend a lot of time sitting there baffled and annoyed, wondering what the hell your problem is. THAT SAID, I think that at his core underneath all the baggage and misery, a happy and trusting James is a James that enjoys being gently and affectionately bothered. Prior to her illness, I think Mary brought out his sense of humor and they regularly annoyed one another on purpose. The trust is key though-- if he doesn't realize someone's trying to be affectionate, he just assumes they're being an asshole for the sake of being an asshole.
-HEATHER: Short answer: Heather is the s/o who is being annoying. Less-short answer: If Heather likes you, she goofs on you. That's just how she is. This is true whether you're a grouch or a fellow goof. In a scenario where Heather's got a partner with similar gremlin vibes to her own, they become completely imparsable to all those around them because they're just constantly doing weird shit to each other. If you needle her, she'll needle right back, and it will only escalate.
-HENRY: He doesn't do a lot of verbal banter, and like James, he takes a long time to really open up. In his case, he's shy and skittish and probably too worried about accidentally crossing a line to do much bothering in return. However, once he knows it's okay to "fight back", his unique brand of silent Henry retaliation kicks in. It will be quiet in the house and then you'll hear the first three notes of a song you hate play on his phone from somewhere in another room. This is your life now.
-ALEX: Alex is a big brother. He puts his s/o in a headlock and noogies them until they say uncle.
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crappyheadcanons · 7 months ago
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My favourite Silent Hill protag headcanons
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ukatoyaki · 10 months ago
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restless dreams
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mossadegh · 4 months ago
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The Mossadegh Project
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miralyk · 2 months ago
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old rough sketch i’m still tinkering away at, buuuuuuut thinking about making tiny phone charms of the mainline silent hill protagonists (and eileen 💖🙏)!!
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lust-for-ultraviolence · 7 months ago
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bonnies-burrow · 3 months ago
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Volume 1, Chapter 4, Page 4
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Next
Previous
Read in order
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jalicefanficblog · 19 days ago
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Dr. Wu x female reader?
A/N: Yay my first Jurassic World Request :-) I hope you like what i made out of it! (Requests are open)
Overtime Hours
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It was completely silent in the lab. Most of the employees had gone home for a well-earned rest—home to their families, their partners, their friends. Perhaps the hardworking scientists, geneticists, bioengineers, and animal caretakers working for Jurassic World were enjoying a glass of wine or another alcoholic beverage to toast the end of the day.
Likewise, a large portion of the public was in their hotel rooms, reflecting on their impressive experiences at the world-famous theme park. Or they were in one of the many restaurants and bars located on the main road leading to the Innovation Center. Who would still be working now?
Dr. Henry Wu, theoretically, should have finished work two hours ago. But the passionate scientist was standing in the back of the sprawling lab, dealing with overtime.
The dark-haired man didn't mind staying a little longer—besides, he wanted to double-check the work of a new employee. These employees were known to make mistakes. And it would be a shame if, for example, an Ankylosaurus were to emerge with yellow scales instead of dark green.
It was Henry's responsibility to ensure that these complete beginners didn't make any fatal mistakes.
And for precisely this reason, the scientist stood over the 'Hammond XP 20' – ​​the technological machine responsible for compiling dinosaur DNA – carefully checking the last DNA input for any errors. "It's the wrong code number."
It was nothing more than a quiet murmur, and the error had immediately caught his eye. Even though scientists in the lab were now able to create the DNA of a new dinosaur in under an hour, they still had to be careful not to make any ridiculous beginner's mistakes. And entering the wrong code number was something Wu couldn't tolerate.
Now he was allowed to take care of this problem, because with an unfinished DNA specimen in the technological acquisition phase, the prototype only remains 'stored' for two hours before it degrades into its basic structure.
The dark-haired man activated a few fields on the touchscreen and set to work correcting this annoying error himself.
"This card is not authorized for this area, Miss."
The security guard was surprised that anyone still wanted to enter the lab at this time of night. Apart from the employees, who were generally understaffed during the night shift, there was hardly anyone who wanted to enter the area of ​​the lab that was not visible to the public.
He himself had been called in because there had been a silent security alert. Someone had tried to use an employee card for the area responsible for the park's food storage facility—here, the entrance to the lab for employees.
"Can you show your ID?"
Another question the security guard asked the young woman in casual clothes and red sneakers.
"Everything you need to know is on the card. I'd like to see my friend—he's probably working overtime again. Dr. Henry Wu," - the young woman replied, watching as the security guard's expression changed from surprised to skeptical.
"You want to see Dr. Wu?"
The stranger couldn't blame him for asking this question—anyone who knew Henry Wu knew he was so focused on his work—didn't talk about personal matters, and was fascinated by science and what it could achieve.
"Yes—I thought the access authorization override they wanted to grant me had already been done. I studied biochemistry and currently work in the feed warehouse—so, technically, I've been working here in the park for two days, and Miss Dearing told me they were taking care of the access card issue," - the stranger explained, and the security guard didn't know whether to believe her.
Of course, he could have asked his superior, but he certainly wouldn't be thrilled if he were called at 10 p.m.
"Here—if that's not proof, then call him—I'm sure Henry loves being disturbed while he's working," - the stranger added, holding out her smartphone to the security guard a short while later.
It took a few seconds for the security guard to read the details on the smartphone screen. But the stranger's statement was true—because the photo showed Dr. Henry Wu and the blonde, both elegantly dressed, sitting at a table in an upscale restaurant, smiling at the camera.
Henry had gently placed his hand on the young woman's.
"I'll let you in—but you should speak to Miss Dearing again about the card issue."
"The security guard entered a code, and a few seconds later the door opened.
"Thank you," the blonde thanked him, and he'd find Henry somewhere.
A deep sigh escaped Henry.
The error hadn't just affected the code; the new employee had made other unacceptable errors besides entering the code incorrectly, and for a split second, Henry regretted not having just let the matter rest. As much as he loved his work and the recognition he received for it, he couldn't help thinking about his girlfriend.
Phoebe was so understanding that, at best, he could come to her small apartment on the coast of Mexico on Sunday afternoon for a few hours from a six-day work week.
She was surely home by now—taken the last ferry to the mainland. But no, he wasn't going to waste any more thoughts on the blonde—there were so many problems that still needed to be solved. So Henry straightened his shoulders and refocused.
"May I help you with your overtime hours Dr. Wu?"
The scientist paused mid-movement—he'd been in this lab too long that, thanks to the overtime, he was now imagining her voice. Perhaps all Henry needed right now was a cup of freshly brewed tea. However, when Henry heard footsteps approaching, he slowly turned around and realized he hadn't imagined Phoebe's voice.
"A new employee has made mistakes that are beyond uncalled for—I'm afraid you wouldn't be much help," Henry said honestly, and most people objected to his direct manner, but not the blonde.
"Then you should tell this 'newbie' that such mistakes can be fatal," Phoebe replied, seeing the tiredness in the scientist's dark eyes. She approached him, gently stroked his cheek, and then blew a kiss on his lips.
The emotions triggered in the overtired and overworked scientist by this unexpected action overwhelmed Henry for a moment, although he automatically returned the kiss.
Henry carefully placed a hand around the younger woman's waist, pulling her closer to his body and feeling Phoebe seek his closeness. Her hands tried to open the white shirt he was wearing while they kissed – so Henry felt the strong urge to give in to lust.
He didn't want to dwell on the mistakes that weren't his own at the moment.
"I've missed you, Phoebe," - Henry said quietly once the kiss was over and Phoebe had settled down on his lap.
The blonde had laid her head on the older woman's shoulder and closed her brown eyes.
"Me too," Phoebe said, enjoying her boyfriend's touch as he gently stroked her neck with his index finger. Henry had such wonderful, gentle hands, and the time they could spend together was simply too short.
"There's an extra ferry to the mainland at 1:00 AM – since the new tourist rush, they've had to work later there too," Phoebe whispered, reaching for Henry's hand.
"You want to stay here and take the last ferry?" Henry asked, gently squeezing the girl's hand.
"You do have a rest room, right? Or was it a break room? In any case, there's a bed there." A brief, loving smile graced the younger girl's lips, and Henry understood what she was getting at.
"Maybe this is just the thing to distract me from these—mistakes," the scientist murmured quietly, and a moment later, he felt Phoebe give him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
The overtime and the new employee's mistakes could wait – Henry just wanted to enjoy the coming hours until they both went to the ferry that would take them back to the mainland.
THE END
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