literally my favorite aspect of sock opera is bill calmly but repeatedly failing to buckle his seatbelt. like its funny enough that Bill Cipher of all people is putting on a seatbelt but its so funny that he keeps fucking it up. but he's still just smiling like a dumbass the entire time
“andrew minyard has never done anything wrong in his life ever,” i say into the mic.
the crowd boos. i begin to walk off in shame, when a voice speaks and commands silence from the room.
“she’s right,” they say. i look for the owner of the voice. there in the 5th row stands: neil josten. and oh dear god. someone has given him a mic. “and you know what—”
Let it be known that none of them actually expected the idiots’ of the week’s ritual to work. The summoning hadn’t worked for literal centuries- everyone knew it had been sealed away, presumably forever!
(Of course they had no way to know that in the Infinite Realms actually used the term forever as a measurement of time, what with how time itself wasn’t particularly linear within. And to beings that could hypothetically live for eternity? Forever was a nice vacation time really)
So maybe they hadn’t been exactly focused on stopping the ritual as much as they could of been, and by the time they realized it was working, well, it’d been a bit too late then. So yes, mistakes had perhaps in fact, been made.
First had come the chill, the cold of the ground as your body was lowered down, the cold of your blood dripping from your living corpse. Then came the shadows, the darkness creeping along their vision as their soul slipped from their body. Followed by boiling heat, flames scorching through their flesh and tearing from their chests like a blade piercing their hearts.
The form that emerged was massive, a cloak dripping crimson fluttering in the wind of an unseen battlefield, verdant flames licking at the air and causing the surrounding shadows to writhe. A dark growl echoed through the building, the stone below them shaking while deathly green eyes glowered down at the living with utter contempt.
“Do any of you imbeciles know how long it takes to get ghostlings to sleep-”
I really do love the fresh take on the dead wife aspect in scavengers reign like. She didn't die in some terrible accident or at the hands of an evil third party, she died because of you. Because of your ambition and carelessness and because you didn't prioritize her enough to even look for her as the ship was going down. You will carry this guilt for the rest of your life. She will haunt you forever. Pray that her ghost is enough to change you for the better.
Simon’s wife teaching Soap how to suck Simon’s dick for when they’re both on deployment >>>
oh my fucking god!!!!!'n
he almost snaps soaps neck cuz tf he doing standing so close to you talking in a hushed voice there will be no secrets in his mf house but then you're like, "yeah no, he doesn't care all that much about sucking on em, si prefers your mouth on his cock. if you're that needy for it you can palm em."
soap has this one intense look on him, set brows and lips pursed in thought.
"girl talk," you call it. "someone's gotta do it when i'm not able to."
its so funny watching folks despair about a new etho episode
babes, hes addicted to mcci rn, we wont be seeing him for the next 4-5 business weeks if we’re lucky. mans is completely engulfed in parkour warrior, hes already climbing the ranks and i saw hes getting really good at battlebox too
next etho episode is gonna start with “sorry you havent heard from me in a while.. i got addicted to a game” and we’ll just have to accept it because hes etho and we love him
Especially time pressure. He'd probably disagree and say he works better when he has time to plan and no pressure, but I mean c'mon, the evidence speaks for itself.
Nate knows it after one job with Hardison - probably soon than that, let's be honest. The others figure it out at the same time or in quick succession. And they proceed to throw Hardison - completely unawares - into situations where his prowess is needed under a time crunch.
Hardison: Great, we made it in! Now how are we doing this complicated next part that involves electronics in less than 2 minutes?
The whole team: No idea, that's your job.
Hardison: .......... Wait, what?!
The whole team: 90 seconds.
And the best part is, he always delivers! Need to defuse a bomb on a plane with only moments to spare? Call Alec Hardison who's not even on the damn plane and has probably never defused a bomb in his life! Need to break into a car that has an 'impenetrable' security system in under a couple minutes while a whole bunch of car thieves watch? Call Alec Hardison who definitely does not know the first thing about car jacking!
I just love how this keeps happening and, every time, Hardison is keen to be involved and keep the con running smoothly, but always gets completely blindsided when they want him to do something that doesn't fall under any of the specialties, so it must fall under his.
Alec Hardison is king and you will never convince me otherwise.