#jack dalton bloody

[finnarcher7]

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Mac may have had enough of him and Riley may hate him for leaving the way he did, but the safety of his kids would always come first. Just like a true parent, Jack’s love and fierce protectiveness was unconditional. The blindsided look on Mac’s face when Jack had told him he was accepting the Kovacs mission had Jack second guessing. Maybe Mac would be bothered by him leaving. The last thing Jack wanted was to let Mac down. As soon as he had walked out of the War Room those eight months ago, he felt like that’s exactly what he had done. He suddenly had a sickening feeling like he had been played, like Oversight had masterfully manipulated him into accepting this mission. Now Jack was being paranoid. There’s no reason why Oversight would’ve done that. Was there? This mission was really starting to get to him. Everything about it felt wrong. No, the only one responsible for him being here and not there with his kids, was him. Jack scrubbed a hand over his face, in frustration. Jack pushed down the guilt replacing the emotion with anger, anger at himself and all his failings. Moisture gathered in his eyes until a tear broke free and slid down his cheek. “I’m so sorry, kid.” Jack whispered to the cool gentle Croatian breeze.

[lailuhhh]

Prompt Request: anything Jack whump, perhaps in the Army Days era. Thank you kindly 💖

Hi, uh, I took this idea and ran with it and now it’s gonna be a fic sometime in the future

Roe got, at most, a minute to prepare, as someone ran in, yelling something about how bad the situation was and they needed all hands for it. The uproar that was surging to the med tent was expected of being attacked on base; the pure chaos and number of people shouting and running toward him was somewhat overwhelming, though seeing the two bloody bodies they were carrying shook him into action.

He began shouting at the other medics and nurses while he ran outside to gage the situation. He couldn’t believe his eyes when the two people being carried were Jack and Mac.

“What’d we got?”

Jack was out cold; blood spattered across his ACU and what looked like shrapnel littering his side. Mac was still conscious and somewhat cognitive, equally as bloody but with no seeable wounds, saying something along the lines of a chain reaction and a building coming down.

“Dalton’s arm is fucked. We tried to keep it as straight and level as we could; definitely a break or fracture and there’s dozens of shrapnel fragments embedded. Haven’t been able to rouse him at all and we didn’t want to use the smelling salts because it’ll definitely aggravate the injuries. Macgyver’s been talking the whole time, nothing really concrete about what happened; concussion status most likely. He’s also cut to shit from shrapnel but not nearly as bad as Dalton.”

“How long have they been like this?”

“Dunno. Haven’t been able to get anything out of Macgyver that’ll prove helpful. Got a private running to see their schedule and last check in to try and gage what happened.”

“How was their ‘vee as they came in?”

“All in one piece.”

[appalachianapologies]

uhhhhh drabble without context :)

“Mac?” Frown deepening, Riley takes a few steps forward. “Hey. Are you… okay?” It’s a monumentally stupid thing to ask given that Riley doesn’t even think she’s okay, but Mac’s supposed to be the seasoned agent here. Plus, as much as she hates to think about it, Riley’s pretty sure that Mac’s seen worse when he was in the Army disarming bombs, or whatever it was that he did out there.

When she puts her hand on his shoulder, all she gets is a shudder. “Mac, I think you’re in shock.”

This time, he swallows. “I’m okay.”

“Do you know where you are?”

“Home.”

“Where’s home?”

This time, Mac moves with sudden movements, nearly smacking Riley in the face with the speed at which he turns. “Where’s Jack?”

“Mac, where’s home for you?”

“Here. Where’s Jack?”

She just barely stops herself from sighing. Moving until she’s in front of Mac’s face again, Riley desperately looks for some sign of concussion or something to explain his behavior. “Tell me where you are.”

“California.”

Truth be told, Riley was hoping for a more specific answer, but at this point she’ll take it as a win.

“I need to get Jack-”

“He’s okay.”

Mac shakes his head, taking a step away from Riley. “I need to- they’ll never let me go out if the sun sets, I-”

“Hey, hey! You don’t need to rescue him. He’s fine.” Against her better judgement, Riley reaches for his arm, hoping that the action will ground him and not cause her to end up with a bloody nose. “Mac, look at me. Jack’s at the Phoenix right now. I mean, he’s a little busted up, but he’s also not the only one.”

This time, it’s Mac’s turn to frown. “Are you hurt?”

Riley tightens her grip a little. “No. Mac, you were- you know what, why don’t we go get Jack?”

Belatedly, Mac nods.

When they brought her onto DXS, Riley really wasn’t expecting the guy who could hack everything other than computers, the guy who couldn’t possibly be older than her but still seemed to have all the confidence in the world, to look like this. And for the first time in her adult life, Riley would be willing to admit, out loud, that she wishes Jack Dalton were here.

[gyllenhaalstories]

Hi Laurie! 💛

You know what's coming, hehe 👀

I saw this in another fandom and now I'm sending the same question to a bunch of Jake girlies (gn) because it’s so interesting seeing everybody’s answers!

Who are your Top 3 Jake boys and why? Is there a specific piece of art (fic, gif, fan art, etc.) for them that you like a lot?

hiiiiiiiiii!!! 💖 i do know what's coming teehee! i love his characters so much. even if the movie is not up my alley, his character always stands out. i'll watch everything he's in just because i'm obsessed (except spirit untamed, it is against my principle to support this horrible version of spirit the stallion of the cimarron) i just love them like they're just so neat i love them so much. OKAY TIME TO CHOOSE.

Elwood Dalton

i cannot believe that davis was dethroned as my forever ultimate favorite character but he was. dalton is so special to me. i've been obsessed with him since the very beginning when i was looping videos to get his full name and start writing for him immediately. so he's been living in my mind rent from for a LONG and i hope he never leaves. i lost count of how many times i've watched the movie (especially the scenes with laura!!!), it's so good. i'm already seated for the sequel idc what people say i want it and i will love it! also, i love how dalton ressembles billy and lou! the scene where he punches the guy to death and tell him how he will perish was so hot like like welcome back lou bloom you were missed <3 dalton is funny, and suicidal and caring and violent and what more could i ask? yeah okay i could ask to use his titties as pillows to fall asleep on.

my absolute favourite dalton creations are the wonderful gifs that @stephendorff made! i proclaim myself as their biggest fan when it comes to jake's gifs because oh my god the talent!!! i adore the parallel gifsets, so let me link you to a bunch! omg me when + nice hoodie + so bloody yum + i will cover these men with hello kitty bandaids + need both of them at the same time.

Detective Loki

he's an obvious one! jack twist, donnie darko and detective loki must be the most well loved characters in this fandom FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS. i love loki. i'm convinced deep in my soul that he would absolutely despise me. i can't shut up, i'm clingy as fuck and we'd spend most of his rare free time watching barbie movies. but it could be nice! i'd pack him his lunch, i'd learn to iron his shirts, i'd follow him to his barber and beg the man to give me the same haircut... like, we'd have a good life! aside from getting eaten alive by the constant fear that loki is in danger but shh. i love loki so much, i love all of the mysterious details about him, i love that jake played such a big part into building this character.

there are SO many amazing fics for detective loki, and rightfully so! he deserves it! in my opinion, @det-loki is the best writer. star captures loki in such an unique way, her writing feels like deleted scenes & extra footage from the movie. i know i always recommend star when it comes to loki fics but if you've ever read what she's posted, you would do the same! @charliehoennam has also posted some amazing det loki fics recently that i cannot recommend enough!!! here are the links: cat n mouse, dinner date & the dinner party (my personal favourite!).

Tommy Cahill

when i watched brothers, i conveniently just... skipped the military scenes. so the movie was all about tommy and i loved it. wow what a sweet romcom. i just love him. he's fun and sweet and he has had it so rough with his family that treats him like a black sheep. his father is acting like tommy is the failure when the only failure i'm seeing is a parent who failed to love his child like he deserved. AND I WOULD GIVE HIM ALL THE LOVE HE NEEDS! endless unconditional love. all he wants is to have a family of his own and be happy and become a better person. i have no doubt that he has what it takes to achieve his goals. he's my beanie baby and i love him to the moon and back.

controversy alert! but... i'm not mad at tommy and grace for kissing (skipping most of sam scenes helps a lot) but like... he was nice to grace for the most part, he helped her with the kitchen, he was so fun with the kids... he can't do anything wrong you know? i have horrible morals, i'm aware. so i'll just link to the video of the kiss scene because i love it and i love watching it and i wish it was me.

my top 3 usually fluctuates, but i'd say that overall, it's the same five characters that are on rotation. dalton, loki, tommy, davis and right now the 5th position is switching between john kinley & jerry brinson. i do want to say that i was pleasantly surprised with how much i liked anthony swofford and brian taylor when i watched their respective movies, i didn't think i'd enjoy their characters much but it might be time to retire my #1 bald!jake hater title. it was so hard to choose though. i feel bad for the ones i left out. i love you danny! and billy! and donnie! and adam! and holden! and okay fine i'll shut up. i know i've told you already, but this was such a sweet initiative to go around and spread some joy!!! thank you for doing this, and for sending it to me as well! 🥰

[purrgilpawkins]

Needle + Thread

Summary: Mac needs his wounds stitched up. Unfortunately for him, he and the team are in the middle of nowhere without painkillers. (Also available on AO3)

Pairings: Jack Dalton & Angus MacGyver, Riley Davis & Angus MacGyver

Part of the Comfortember 2020 series Prompt: Campfire

Warnings: non detailed wound stitching

Notable tags: H/C, stab wound, field medicine, hurt Mac, caring Jack, caring Riley, Mac whump

The sound of the crackling fire was the only thing heard amongst the chirping crickets, the chattering of Riley’s teeth, and Mac’s ragged breathing. At least, it was all Jack could hear, which was a good thing for the most part.

They had to set up camp in the woods to lay low and wait for exfil. Unfortunately none of them were wearing appropriate attire to be camping during November, which left them all a little on the chilly side. Jack and Riley could handle it but they were both worried about Mac, who was currently bleeding out thanks to a gash on his belly when he decided it’d be a good idea to get into a knife fight with someone.

They’d started on building a small fire immediately and Jack was on a constant lookout in case anyone decided to bother checking out the smoke. Riley was doing her best to make sure Mac was warm and comfortable.

After doing another sweep of their makeshift campsite, Jack walked over to them and sat on the other side of Mac, “How you holdin’ up?”

Mac lifted his bloody hand from his wound and shook it, giving Jack a glare.

“Right. I guess you’re doin’ a little bad.”

Mac replaced his hand and groaned, “Understatement.”

“Well, good news,” Jack rummaged around in his jacket pocket, “I have a needle and thread here, so we could stitch you up real quick, if you want.”

“Why’d you pick up a needle and thread?” Riley piped up.

“You never know what weird shit Mac’s plans may call for. Good thing those terrorists were hiding out in an abandoned crafting supply store, huh?”

Mac groaned as he sat up to inspect the needle, “Yeah, I think I can do without the tetanus. Or the pain that comes with sewing up a wound with cotton.”

“Oh, I know not to use cotton, hoss. That’s why this thread is actually silk.” Jack showed Mac the end of the thread, a sticker that was labeled 99¢ with “SILK” just under the price.

“Whatever. Don’t want to do it.”

Jack frowned and turned to Riley, “What’s the ETA on exfil, Riles?”

Riley grabbed Jack’s wrist to look at his watch, “Two, maybe three hours.”

“Alright so it’s either extinguishing or risking tetanus and I’d rather take a risk than watch you bleed to death, hoss.”

“Okay, first,” Mac grunted, “it’s ‘exsanguination’, second, tetanus could just as easily kill me.”

“Yeah, but by the time you get it we’ll be back home and not in the middle of nowhere.”

“And that’s still if you get it,” Riley added.

Mac let out a long and pitiful groan, “Fine.”

“Besides, you’re more likely to get an infection.”

“Riley,” Jack whispered harshly, “why would say that after he just agreed to gettin’ patched up?”

“Come on, Jack, he already knows the dangers this might bring, right Mac?”

“Yep.”

“See.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Jack started to stick the thread through the needle while Riley helped Mac lay back down. After much trial and error, Riley eventually took the needle from Jack and stuck the thread in the first try.

“Need to bring your reading glasses next time?”

Jack fake laughed and took the needle back from her. He moved to Mac and started to lift up his shirt, “Now, you know this is gonna hurt like hell.”

Mac gave Jack a pleading look, “Let’s just get this over with.”

Jack sighed, having zero desire to hurt his kid, but knowing this’ll help in the long run, “Okay.” He positioned the needle under the gash and Mac squeezed his eyes shut before Jack pulled back, “Wait, hang on a sec. Hold this.” Jack handed the needle to Riley and started to unbuckle his pants.

“Um.”

“Don’t make it weird, dude. It’s just something for you to put in your mouth.” Jack stopped, Riley groaned, and Mac face-palmed.

“Way to make it weird, Jack.”

“Shut up! You know what I’m talkin’ about!” Jack angrily wrangled with his belt then handed it to Mac. He waited for Mac to fit it in his mouth and got the needle back in position when Mac gave him a thumbs up.

The needle pierced Mac’s skin and he inhaled sharply. Were the needle bigger than a sewing needle, the pain likely would’ve been worse. He briefly thought that this was nothing, it was something he could handle, but it pierced again and he couldn’t deny that it hurt.

He flinched at the next poke and Jack brought his free hand up to rest on the blond’s stomach. The delta gently brushed his thumb on Mac’s skin, hoping that his touch offered some kind of comfort when Mac flinched again. Riley took Mac’s hand in hers and didn’t protest when he squeezed it a little roughly. They both do their best to help Mac ride out the pain as Jack finished stitching him up.

The second Jack said “done”, Mac spat out the belt and goes to sit up but the hand still on his stomach prevented him from doing so.

“Whoa, hey, slow down there, hoss. This thread was designed to keep clothes together, not human skin.”

“As opposed to other kinds of skin?” Riley said. Jack gave her a look and she raised her hands in a shrug as Mac let out a quiet laugh.

“What I’m saying is, take it slow cause it’ll probably come apart real easy.” Jack removed his hand but Mac remained flat on his back.

“In that case,” Mac huffed, “I think I’m gonna sit here for a while.”

“Hey, you do what you gotta do, man. We gotcha.”

Riley moved to lay down beside Mac, hand still in his and Jack started to take off his jacket. The oldest agent placed it on the youngest, despite his protests, and laid down on the other side of him. “Don’t want you catchin’ a cold to go along with that possible infection.”

“It’s not even that cold.”

“Then why’re you shaking, Mac?” Riley asked.

Mac sighed and accepted his fate before leaning into Jack’s warmth and squeezing Riley’s hand.

The three basked in the comfort of each other’s presence as the fire continues to snap and pop. The woods are cold and uncomfortable and the youngest of them is suffering through a stinging pain in his side but there was no place he’d rather be than next to his family.

[mandowifey]

Character Masterlist.

Note: This list will be updated regularly when I get a new blorbo.

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Ethan Hawke:

James Sandin (The Purge)

Russel Millings (Adopt a Highway)

Arthur Harrow (Moon Knight)

Edward Dalton (Daybreakers)

Ellison Oswalt (Sinister)

Albert Shaw/The Grabber (The Black Phone)

Ray Harris (Raymond and Ray)

Ernst Toller (First Reformed)

Lars Nystrom (Stockholm)

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The Boys Universe:

Homelander

William/Billy Butcher

Ben/Soldier Boy

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Stephen Lang:

Norman Nordstrom/Blindman (Don't Breathe)

Commander Nathaniel Taylor (Tera Nova)

Colonel Miles Quaritch- Human & Na'vi (Avatar)

John Korver (Gridlocked)

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Hamish Linklater:

Father Paul Hill/John Pruitt (Midnight Mass)

John Tyler (Tell Me Your Secrets)

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Oscar Isaac:

Santiago "Pope" Garcia (Triple Frontier)

Marc/Steven/Jake (Moon Knight)

Kane Double (Annihilation 2018)

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Pedro Pascal:

Din Djarin/Mando (The Mandalorian)

Joel Miller (The Last of Us)

Frankie 'Catfish' Morales (Triple Frontier)

Deiter Bravo (The Bubble)

Javi G (Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Max Phillips (Blood Sucking Bastards)

Maxwell Lord (Wonder Woman 88)

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John Krasinski:

Lee Abbott (A Quiet Place)

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Patrick Wilson:

Ed Warren (The Conjuring)

Orm Marius (Aquaman)

Josh Lambert (Insidious)

Daniel Dreiberg/Nite Owl (Watchmen)

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Jensen Ackles:

Tom Hanniger (My Bloody Valentine)

Soldier Boy (The Boys)

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Tony Dalton:

Lalo Salamanca (Better Call Saul)

Jack Duquesne (Hawkeye)

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Michael Fassbender:

Erik Lehnsherr (X-Men)

David / Walter (Alien Covenant/Prometheus)

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Karl Urban:

Commander Vaako (Riddick)

Billy Butcher (The Boys)

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Jon Bernthal:

Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Shane Walsh (The Walking Dead)

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Jason Bateman:

Marty Byrd (Ozark)

Michael Bluth (Arrested Development)

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Patrick Fabian

Howard Hamlin (Better Call Saul)

Cotton Marcus (The Last Exorcism)

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Spider-Verse

Peter B Parker

Miguel O'Hara

Venom

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Jake Gyllenhaal

Detective Loki (Prisoners)

Quentin Beck/Mysterio (Spiderman: FFH)

Danny Sharp (Ambulance)

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Overwatch

Cassidy

Soldier 76/Jack

Reaper/Gabriel

Hanzo Shimada

Genji Shimada

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Critical Role (S1)

Grog

Vax

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Baldur's Gate 3

Astarion

Enver Gortash

Gale Dekarios

Halsin

Zevlor

Cazador Szarr

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Other Chars (Unsorted)

Negan Smith (Walking Dead)

Rick Grimes (Walking Dead)

Daryl Dixon (Walking Dead)

Jamie Lannister (Game of Thrones)

Captain Rex (Star Wars)

Boba Fett (Star Wars)

Kylo Ren (Star Wars)

Saul Goodman/Jimmy McGill (BCS/BB)

Barry Berkman (Barry HBO)

James "Logan" Howlett (Wolverine, Xmen)

Wade Wilson (Deadpool)

[fluentmoviequoter]

Dalton is an art major and we don't know much about his other interests, but I think his favorite book would be The Shining by Stephen King. He would have a battered paperback hidden in his things, the spine cracked in a dozen different places, annotations ranging from years to days old (his views of the book have changed as he changes), and marks that look suspiciously like tear stains. Even if art is his thing and he doesn’t read much, The Shining made an impact because he sees himself in it.

With every word he reads, Dalton sees more and more of himself in Danny. A little boy with big powers that he doesn’t understand and can’t control. Danny's relationships in the book allow Dalton to further relate to him.

The character of Jack and his treatment of Danny remind Dalton of his memories with his dad. After remembering the truth of his coma, Dalton connects the events of Jack trying to kill Danny and Josh trying to kill him. I don’t think Dalton would be good at talking about his feelings or relationship with his dad; the story of the Torrance family at the Overlook gives Dalton more insight than he ever expected.

Like Wendy, Renai placed herself between her husband and her kids, turning her back on the man she loves to save the people and the life he threatens. She doesn’t care what she has to do or what happens to her as long as her children are safe.

The first few times he read the book, the ending bothered him; he didn’t want to accept he would lose his dad completely to be free from a generational/geographical curse. After the events of The Red Door, he understands that his dad had to die to something more powerful than himself. His dad was willing to sacrifice himself, dying to the power of the Further and the life he thought he wanted. The dad Dalton knew never escaped the Further, and the man that came out - a hypothetical symbolic of Jack leaving the Overlook with Danny and Wendy - is ready to fight for his family, making for a much better resolution than the Torrances'.

Dalton tries to forgive his dad, aiming to be like Danny, who kisses his dad’s bloody hand and tells him, “It’s almost over,” as he refuses to leave his side. Seeing Josh after he escaped the Further, Dalton gets to experience something that Danny doesn’t: resolution with his dad by his side.

Dalton likes The Shining because it’s like his childhood. Dalton loves The Shining because he made a better ending.

[chrisryanspeaks]

SEE: Lo-FI/Shoegaze Pop | Computerwife - “Vacation”

Computerwife is NYC-based artist Addie Warncke. Her new single “Vacation” is a shoegazing, electronic pop single with a seamless blend of emo, lo-FI, etc. The song is cohesive mix of genres and has a playfulness about it that fits perfectly with the accompanying video. Check out the video below and let us know what you think: SOUNDS: emo, lo-FI, shoegaze FEELS: furry and warm Read More: Computerwife (the moniker of NYC-based Addie Warncke) today released her shoegazing summer anthem “Vacation,” the final single previewing her self-titled debut LP out this Friday, August 4th via Danger Collective Records. Premiering via The FADER, “Vacation” arrives alongside a music video filmed on a mini DV camera and created by Warncke, guitarist Dalton Salisbury, and Jack Fessenden. Computerwife explains: “Part of the lyrics come from the book ‘How to Do Nothing’ which is about rejecting social media and fast information to be more present in life. The lyrics were formed to describe the first time I went to Coney Island. I thought the ecosystem was really beautiful and people seemed really relaxed together. I really needed that kind of environment to clear my head for a while and it was very inspiring.” Of the video, she adds: “Half of the footage is from a trip Dalton and I took to Las Vegas. The beach footage was from a trip Jack, Dalton, and I took back in 2021 to the Hamptons where Jack had been filming us on Dalton's mini DV camera for fun. Filming it in Las Vegas worked perfectly because it's so loud and flashy and fake, but at the same time there were these great moments where people seemed really relaxed and introspective while taking that all in. Using those memories to make more content also fits the message of the song in a twisted way–some of the lyrics are about how hard it is for me to escape the nagging thought that every moment I live in can be turned into something to be consumed, whether that be through art or the internet or just other people's eyes.” “Vacation” follows “I Get Better Every Day”��called a “noisy pop anthem” by Brooklyn Vegan–and the hazy single “Lexapro,” which leans into Computerwife’s My Bloody Valentine and Sonic Youth influences. The band–featuring the expanded live line-up of Salisbury on guitar and John Supnik on drums– will play a hometown album release show at Brooklyn’s Baby’s All Right on August 16th. More shows will soon be announced. With her seamless blend of shoegaze, emo, and lo-fi noise pop, Computerwife speaks directly to the disquiet experienced by every 21st century digital girl with a tenuous grip on life and identity. Her debut album’s sound is captivating and nuanced, pushing the boundaries between analog and digital. “The main theme that ties this album together is an interest in the deep web and an attempt to combine existing media to make something new,” Warncke explains. Computerwife ultimately reflects Warncke’s very core; it was inspired by internet rabbit holes, and various places, books, films, albums, and bands that have shaped her: from Coney Island to My Bloody Valentine, Alex G, The Flaming Lips and Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Lyrically, Computerwife grapples with the psychological state Warncke was in when she, in her own words, “went crazy, deleted all my music, and ran back home.” Created out of rediscovered mp3 files, scraps of almost-forgotten melodies and re-recorded instrumentals, the resultant album is a hard-hitting digital collage that mirrors her disparate influences and a tangle of raw emotions.   Read the full article

[audiofuzz]

SEE: Lo-FI/Shoegaze Pop | Computerwife - “Vacation”

Computerwife is NYC-based artist Addie Warncke. Her new single “Vacation” is a shoegazing, electronic pop single with a seamless blend of emo, lo-FI, etc. The song is cohesive mix of genres and has a playfulness about it that fits perfectly with the accompanying video. Check out the video below and let us know what you think: SOUNDS: emo, lo-FI, shoegaze FEELS: furry and warm Read More: Computerwife (the moniker of NYC-based Addie Warncke) today released her shoegazing summer anthem “Vacation,” the final single previewing her self-titled debut LP out this Friday, August 4th via Danger Collective Records. Premiering via The FADER, “Vacation” arrives alongside a music video filmed on a mini DV camera and created by Warncke, guitarist Dalton Salisbury, and Jack Fessenden. Computerwife explains: “Part of the lyrics come from the book ‘How to Do Nothing’ which is about rejecting social media and fast information to be more present in life. The lyrics were formed to describe the first time I went to Coney Island. I thought the ecosystem was really beautiful and people seemed really relaxed together. I really needed that kind of environment to clear my head for a while and it was very inspiring.” Of the video, she adds: “Half of the footage is from a trip Dalton and I took to Las Vegas. The beach footage was from a trip Jack, Dalton, and I took back in 2021 to the Hamptons where Jack had been filming us on Dalton's mini DV camera for fun. Filming it in Las Vegas worked perfectly because it's so loud and flashy and fake, but at the same time there were these great moments where people seemed really relaxed and introspective while taking that all in. Using those memories to make more content also fits the message of the song in a twisted way–some of the lyrics are about how hard it is for me to escape the nagging thought that every moment I live in can be turned into something to be consumed, whether that be through art or the internet or just other people's eyes.” “Vacation” follows “I Get Better Every Day”–called a “noisy pop anthem” by Brooklyn Vegan–and the hazy single “Lexapro,” which leans into Computerwife’s My Bloody Valentine and Sonic Youth influences. The band–featuring the expanded live line-up of Salisbury on guitar and John Supnik on drums– will play a hometown album release show at Brooklyn’s Baby’s All Right on August 16th. More shows will soon be announced. With her seamless blend of shoegaze, emo, and lo-fi noise pop, Computerwife speaks directly to the disquiet experienced by every 21st century digital girl with a tenuous grip on life and identity. Her debut album’s sound is captivating and nuanced, pushing the boundaries between analog and digital. “The main theme that ties this album together is an interest in the deep web and an attempt to combine existing media to make something new,” Warncke explains. Computerwife ultimately reflects Warncke’s very core; it was inspired by internet rabbit holes, and various places, books, films, albums, and bands that have shaped her: from Coney Island to My Bloody Valentine, Alex G, The Flaming Lips and Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Lyrically, Computerwife grapples with the psychological state Warncke was in when she, in her own words, “went crazy, deleted all my music, and ran back home.” Created out of rediscovered mp3 files, scraps of almost-forgotten melodies and re-recorded instrumentals, the resultant album is a hard-hitting digital collage that mirrors her disparate influences and a tangle of raw emotions.   Read the full article

[tomorrowedblog]

Friday Releases for July 7

Friday is the busiest day of the week for new releases, so we've decided to collect them all in one place. Friday Releases for July 7 include Biosphere, Earth Mama, ArticulatedTexTiles, and more.

Biosphere

Biosphere, the new movie from Mel Eslyn, is out today.

Billy (Mark Duplass) and Ray (Sterling K. Brown) are lifelong best friends, brothers from another mother – and the last two men on earth. Their survival is largely due to Ray, a brilliant scientist who designed a domed structure with all the systems necessary to sustain life on a planet that could no longer support it. Their custom biosphere is outfitted with basic necessities and creature comforts that make it possible to retain a sense of what life used to be like. A hydroponic garden provides fresh vegetables and a carefully managed fishpond supplies essential protein. Recently, however, fish have begun dying at an alarming rate. With a mere three fish remaining, Billy and Ray face an ominous future. But life may yet find a way.

Earth Mama

Earth Mama, the new movie from Savanah Leaf, is out today.

A pregnant single mother, with two children in foster care, embraces her Bay Area community as she fights to reclaim her family in this singular debut feature from filmmaker Savanah Leaf.

Joy Ride

Joy Ride, the new movie from Adele Lim, is out today.

When Audrey’s (Ashley Park) business trip to Asia goes sideways, she enlists the aid of Lolo (Sherry Cola), her irreverent, childhood best friend who also happens to be a hot mess; Kat (Stephanie Hsu), her college friend turned Chinese soap star; and Deadeye (Sabrina Wu), Lolo’s eccentric cousin. Their no-holds-barred, epic experience becomes a journey of bonding, friendship, belonging, and wild debauchery that reveals the universal truth of what it means to know and love who you are.

Insidious: The Red Door

Insidious: The Red Door, the new movie from Patrick Wilson, is out today.

In Insidious: The Red Door, the horror franchise’s original cast returns for the final chapter of the Lambert family’s terrifying saga. To put their demons to rest once and for all, Josh (Patrick Wilson) and a college-aged Dalton (Ty Simpkins) must go deeper into The Further than ever before, facing their family’s dark past and a host of new and more horrifying terrors that lurk behind the red door.

The Out-Laws

The Out-Laws, the new movie from Tyler Spindel, is out today.

Owen Browning (Adam Devine) is a straight-laced bank manager about to marry the love of his life, Parker (Nina Dobrev). When his bank is held up by the infamous Ghost Bandits during his wedding week, he believes his future in-laws (Pierce Brosnan and Ellen Barkin) who just arrived in town, are the infamous Out-Laws.

Dead Man’s Hand

Dead Man’s Hand, the new movie from Brian Skiba, is out today.

Gunslinger Reno (Jack Kilmer) is headed west for a quiet life with his new bride. But when their stagecoach is ambushed, he kills an outlaw in self-defense. In a nearby town, Reno learns that the man he slayed is the brother of the corrupt mayor, Bishop (Stephen Dorff), who vows revenge. After their card game turns into a bloody shootout, who will be left standing?

The Horror of Dolores Roach

The Horror of Dolores Roach, the new TV series from Aaron Mark, is out today.

After an unjust 16-year prison sentence, Dolores Roach (Justina Machado) returns to a gentrified Washington Heights, where she reunites with an old stoner friend, Luis, who lets her live and work as a masseuse in the basement under his empanada shop. When the promise of her newfound stability is quickly threatened, “Magic Hands” Dolores is driven to shocking extremes to survive.

ArticulatedTexTiles

ArticulatedTexTiles, the new album from Video Dave and Controller 7, is out today.

Sunburn

Sunburn, the new album from Dominic Fike, is out today.

PHD - PORTABLE HEADPHONE DANCEFLOOR

PHD - PORTABLE HEADPHONE DANCEFLOOR, the new album from 2 Mello, is out today.

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Last chapter!

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Le Joyau le plus precieux

A Lucky Luke Modern!AU fanfiction

Chapter VII - A bloody mess

-But isn't that the suit for special occasions, Joe?- Averell commented on seeing his brother in the jacket, tie and black trousers with the white shirt. -Yes. I wanted to see if it still fit.- -You look like a Man in Black!- William added, -Where are you going dressed like that? -I'm meeting someone tonight. And a minimum of elegance is required.- -Oh, are you talking about that handsome guy who dropped you off yesterday?- the younger man said again; the twins tried to shush him but it was too late. However, Joe didn't flinch: -He's a colleague, little brother, and he advised me to study some art to get into Lucky Luke's mind better, to understand his method, got it?- -But those are paintings, not jewellery- objected Jack. -Trust me, I know what I'm doing. I'll go change and we'll go to work.-

Later that day, while observing his colleagues' comings and goings in the office, William absent-mindedly continued to do some computer research on places Lucky Luke might hit, to update their list (contrary to what Joe had said). It was at that moment that a cough caught his attention, followed by a gentle female voice: -Excuse me...- William looked up and stared dumbfounded at the beautiful girl in front of him, because although she was simply dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, she had a unique charm, so much so that he thought he heard a choir of angels or something; she must have had some American Indian ancestry. -Hello?- She called him back to reality by waving a hand in front of his eyes. -What? Yes, tell me miss.- -I was looking for Detective Dalton, but I got lost after the guard at the entrance just pointed me up a few floors. Can you help me?- -Certainly! William Dalton!- he introduced himself awkwardly, extending his hand to her. -Cheyenne Strokes; you are one of Joe's brothers, then. I thought there was a certain air of family!- That gentle smile again charmed the policeman, who stood looking at her dreamily. -Uh... I still need my hand...- she giggled. -Huh? Oh! Sorry!- He let her go, embarrassed: -I'll take you to Joe right away.-

The latter, intent on quickly signing permits for Betty, was very surprised to see her; once the girl was seated, the detective told his brother to leave them alone. -I have a message from my cousin- she began in a low voice, -he asked me to give it to you because he is busy with “that thing” at the Olympia.- -Why the hushed tone?- -Even the walls have ears, I'm just being cautious.- She pulled out a white rectangular paper envelope from the bag she had with her: -Inside is a few more instructions, I think, and a flyer with the show times. He wanted to call, but as I said he's busy.- Joe opened the envelope and read the short handwritten message in crisp, thick block letters: “Our man will be at the theatre for the twenty-thirty show. See you later. L.L.” -Thank you very much, Cheyenne.- -You're welcome. I have to run, Amélie gets out of art class in a little while.- Turning back accompanied by Joe, the girl did not fail to wave to William, who reciprocated by adding a shy smile. Noticing his younger brother's expression, Dalton sneered: -Hey, Romeo, don't get any ideas; she has a six-year-old daughter.- -No matter...Wow...- -Earth to William! Did you hear what I said?- But the other's dreamy sigh convinced Joe to let it go: he was now infatuated.

Before leaving his room, Joe checked that he had taken everything: badge, handcuffs, a map of the theatre and the Grand Guignol programme. He glanced at the latter once more: at 8.30 p.m., the two-act play 'L'Homme qui a tuè la Mòrt', which was apparently about beheadings, was to be performed. Not that he cared, after all. He checked his wristwatch: it read a quarter past nineteen. He went into the living room, where his brothers were gathered on the sofa, deciding whether to order pizza or Chinese food.

-Joe, give us a hand!- Jack said, throwing his head back on the backboard looking at him upside down, -What do you recommend?- -Pizza is healthier than that fried stuff, and besides, eating with chopsticks is not your forte.- The detective waited by the window overlooking the street. Despite the hour, the sun was barely setting, colouring the buildings with its warm orange light. -Pizza it is!- exulted Averell, who immediately noticed where the major was sitting: -What are you doing?- -They have to come and get me.- -Ah, yeah, the date with that handsome guy...- Jack teased him, who was plonked down on the couch by the other two in an attempt to shut him up.

-Like I said, he's a colleague. I was just checking to see if he had arrived yet, that's all.- He had looked away for a moment, and when he brought his gaze back outside, there was the silver car parked just below, appearing as if by magic. -But that's absurd! You talk about the Devil and here he pops up!- the detective exclaimed; he waited for Lucky to get out of the vehicle, but after ten minutes Joe's mobile phone rang. -Hello?- -Maybe I'm a little early, but it would be nice if you decided to come down.- -I'm not dressed- lied Dalton. -Liar. I can see you, through the window. Were you waiting for me?- -Avoid that tone, will you?- -What tone?- -Every time you talk to me, it sounds like you're hitting on me! And then there is a thing called a doorbell, come down and ring it!- -They're playing my favourite song on the radio. You can't do this to me.- -... Let it go. I'm coming.- Dropping the call, he gave his brothers one last word of advice: -Order me a pizza too, it won't take long. And woe to you Averell...- -I know, I know. I must not touch it.- -I'll see you guys later.-

Along the flight of stairs, Joe had the misfortune to cross paths with their gossipy neighbour, Miss Fevre, a nosy single old maid who never failed to maliciously gossip about anyone. At first glance she looked like an innocent old lady with curlers in her hair, a dressing gown and slippers; in reality she was a witch who hated children and tried to appear nice to everyone only to sow discord. -Oh, Mr Dalton!- she exclaimed with a smile of mock politeness, her voice croaky and annoying. -Mistress...- -Have you seen that guy parked down here? They should give him a fine! There's no respect anymore, am I right?- -He's a colleague of mine. He's waiting for me.- -He is? Well, he should brush up on his traffic laws, he's too close to the condo's driveway. Tell him.- -Yes, yes; have a nice evening- Joe cut short, passing her and continuing downstairs. Reaching the car, he opened the door and sat in the front passenger seat, mumbling: -I can't stand her...- -Please?-

Turning towards Lucky Luke, Dalton noticed that he too was wearing a suit similar to his. -Are you kidding me?- -Why?- -You dressed just like me!- -That was not my intention. Who are you mad at anyway?- -No, the woman next door... Don't change the subject, will you?!?- -We're not dressed the same. You wear black, mine is a very dark grey.- -... Yeah, you're kidding me, I can see it in your face. Shall we go?- -Fasten your seat belt.- With a growl, Joe listened to him; just enough time for Luke to manoeuvre and the two headed for the theatre.

The Olympia has the reputation of being one of the longest-lived music halls in Paris: built in 1888, it was converted into a cinema in the 1930s until 1944. It hosted artists of all kinds, from singer Dalida to the Beatles, and was declared a cultural heritage site in 1993, escaping demolition. So there was a lot of astonishment among theatre lovers when it was announced that a show like the Grand Guignol would be staged in such a milestone.

Nevertheless, the audience turnout was rich, as Joe and Lucky were forced to observe, who had to hustle to get in. The stage, already set up for the first show, had been stripped of its curtain. A recorded voice announced that for the first rows, a waxed cloth had been placed under each seat to prevent any splashes of fake blood from damaging clothing.

-For now, let's go to our seats; we'll move around the room in the dark- Lucky murmured to the detective. Once they were seated in the red velvet armchairs, Joe asked: -Do you see him anywhere?- -He's over there in the front row. Figures he wouldn't want to miss the special effects.-

The lights in the auditorium went out suddenly, as if the power had gone out, and the audience let out an exclamation of surprise and fear in unison. A rumble of thunder, followed by a great flashing of lights on the stage, anticipated the grand entrance from a cloud of smoke of a man who looked like Uncle Fester from The Addamses, only much creepier and dressed in tattered white clothes. He announced, with a hysterical madman's laugh, that the show was not for the faint-hearted or swooning ladies, and that these people should leave while they had time.

-When do we move?- Joe whispered impatiently. -There will be a break after the first act; after the bloodbath our friend will feel like cleaning himself up. The fake blood they use in the show has a good flow, but it's sticky. I know because I snuck into the company rehearsals.- -Then we could get him...- Touching the inside of his jacket, Dalton noticed something missing.

-Damn it!- -What?- -The handcuffs! I must have dropped them in the car.- -Are you sure?- Before the other could answer him, a deafening and disturbing music filled their ears. The show had begun. -I can't get out, or the ushers and security people won't let me back in!!!- shouted Joe, trying to overpower the music. -Don't panic, I brought plastic ties for every emergency!!!- Lucky replied. This relieved the detective a little. The patrol officers also used them when they could not avail themselves of the handcuffs. At least one of them had proved farsighted.

Blood flowed freely on the scene. Literally. Joe knew it wasn't real, but to call him disgusted was reductive. How could such gruesome stuff please people? However, that didn't distract him from the objective: Ivor was so covered in fake blood that he looked like a monster from the show. It wouldn't be long before he went to the toilet to wash himself. -This first act never ends!- the detective hissed to himself. As if someone had heard him, darkness suddenly fell again; the lights in the hall gradually rose again and the recorded voice announced the interval. -It's time- said Lucky, who had not taken his eyes off their prey for the entire show. The two made sure he entered the men's room before getting up.

-I'll go first, since he knows me.- -No, I'll go in first.- -But Joe...- -I'll slip into one of the cubicles; when you hear me whistle, it'll be the go signal.- -Whatever. What tune are you going to use?- -Something simple, wait... Yeah, the first notes of "Frère Jacques", ok?- -Ok.-

Once inside the room, Joe discreetly looked around. Apparently it was just him and Ivor, intent on wiping the sticky red liquid, now dried up in several places, from his face and bald head. With the most casual manner possible, Dalton walked towards the cubicles where the toilets were. They were the kind that you could see your neighbours' feet from underneath, and the first thing the detective did was to check from there if anyone else was around. At that point, he started whistling. He waited, peeking through the little door.

A few seconds later, Lucky Luke walked in. To Joe's surprise, he greeted Ivor in Russian. He didn't understand a word of it, but they seemed to be using fairly polite tones. At one point Ivor put his still-wet hands on his hips; he seemed more tense and indeed hostile. At the umpteenth statement by Lucky, Ivor chuckled in amusement and suddenly sprang towards him to punch him, which went astray. The other recovered his balance with an agility of which he did not seem capable, and tried again to strike his opponent with a more calculated right punch than the previous one, but it still failed as Lucky was able to dodge easily thanks to his smaller physique. The ex-agent then tried to counter-attack, but his punch was blocked by the hand of Ivor who, sneering, took the opportunity to knee him in the stomach.

At that point, Joe got frightened: he had to intervene, but how?

The big bodyguard grabbed the other by the collar of his shirt, lifting him up like a cat, and punched him in the face, sending him backwards against the wall. The detective plucked up courage: taking advantage of the fact that his back was turned, he pounced on what in comparison to him was a giant, jumping on him.

It was like watching David versus Goliath.

Taken by surprise, Ivor tried to grab him, but Joe stuck his fingers in his eyes and wrinkled his nose as he held on tightly with his legs wrapped around that taurine neck. Unfortunately, the other managed to grab him by the jacket, and easily flung him across the room. Dalton was left lying face down in the shape of a starfish. But that brief distraction had served to give Lucky time to recover: he managed to tackle Ivor to the floor and quickly pinned his wrists together with a plastic band, nice and tight, thanks in part to the fact that Joe had momentarily blinded him.

The latter got up, a little bruised: -This is what a sack of potatoes feels like...- -Are you all right?- -Yes, I have a tough skin. You rather, you're already getting a black eye.- -It's nothing compared to my ribs, but not bad. Come on, let's take him away.- Just then someone came into the bathroom: -What's going on in here?-

The detective and Lucky were distracted for a split second; Ivor snapped back with his head giving Luke a mighty headbutt on the nose, and unburdening himself, with his hands still tied behind his back he got up and ran out the door, running over the unfortunate man who had opened it. Joe sprang in pursuit: -Police!!! Stop that man!!!- he shouted, flashing his badge in the air. Security answered the call, but could not get past the crowd that had massed in panic at hearing someone shouting, and was therefore occupying both sides of the entrance. As a result, no one was watching the entrance. Ivor threw himself in that direction.

Unlike the others, Joe managed to slip through the crowd and continue the chase: -Police!!! Stop, you filthy...!- Three familiar figures threw themselves at the fugitive, knocking him to the ground again and echoing Dalton: -Paris Police!!! You are under arrest!!- Dalton gasped: -What are you doing here?!?- Averell replied candidly: -We just wanted to make sure your date went well, Joe, so we followed you!- -We stayed here, though, since we didn't have tickets- Jack added, holding the prisoner's legs firmly, -But who is this man, Joe? What's going on?- Lucky appeared at that moment behind the detective, dabbing at his bleeding nose with a handkerchief. Joe ran a hand over his face: -At this point... I think it's time for an explanation.-

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@refinedbuffoonery (and @macgyvercairo too) Behold! The original 1k-ish words that I was going to use for Cairo Day 1 before I decided they were ehhhhhhhhh words

A hand on Sam’s shoulder pulls her out of her reverie. She’d been staring at her own reflection for so long in the mirror that it had long stopped looking like her.

“Sam?”

mThen again, it’s been a long time since Sam has ever seen herself in her own reflection.

“Hey.”

Behind her face, Sam can see Desi’s, lips pulled into a concerned frown. Shutting off the water and resting her wrists on the porcelain sink, Sam turns. Her eyes drift down to the cuffs of Desi’s leather jacket. “Did you get your hand checked out?”

“I was trying to find you,” Desi replies, just barely managing to avoid a blatant answer. “I turned around and suddenly you weren’t in the waiting room anymore.”

Glancing back down at her bloody hands, Sam replies, “I think I was scaring everyone else waiting.”

“They could’ve dealt with a little scare.” A few beats of silence pass before Desi continues, “It’s nothing compared to what they would’ve… They have no idea how their lives could’ve changed in an instant. Probably can’t even imagine it.”

“I think it’s better that way.”

“Me too, don’t get me wrong. It’s just weird, I guess.” Before either of them can muse on that fact any longer, Desi takes a few steps closer, nearly wedging herself between Sam’s sink and the one adjacent to them. “You should probably finish cleaning up.”

“If you remember correctly, you were the one who interrupted me,” Sam points out with no heat behind the words.

Rolling her eyes, Desi reaches for the sink handles, nudging away Sam when she tries to use her elbows. “Here. Tell me if it’s too hot.”

Sam looks up at her, holding eye contact for a long few seconds. She’s been back on the team for months now, but there’s still something so unfamiliar about their actions. “Thanks.” Reaching out to help, sometimes literally, in a way that Sam hadn’t felt in decades.

After a fair amount of blood swirls into the drain, Sam gets a few pumps of soap, lathering it between her hands. Pinkish brown bubbles form, crawling between her fingers and up toward her wrists. Sam rinses her hands and repeats the process two more times until the only blood left is caught underneath her nails and around her cuticles.

Nothing but time is going to get those completely cleaned.

Without asking, Desi shuts off the tap while Sam dries her hands. “I called Matty. Gave her the whole run-down. She said she was gonna pull ex-fil out and figure some other way for us to lay low until we’re good enough to fly back.”

“And by ‘we’ you mean Dalton, right?”

“Duh,” Desi murmurs, frowning at Sam when she grabs more paper towels on top of her own in the trash can. “’Sure hate trees, huh?”

Blinking, Sam shakes her head. She didn’t even realize what she was doing, too far on autopilot. “Shit, I didn’t-”

“I get it,” Desi interrupts. “Gotta hide it, right?”

“It’s not like it would even make a difference to anyone determined.”

“Still. Peace of mind.”

Sam snorts. She doesn’t think she’s had any feeling even close to ‘peace of mind’ since she was in primary school. “Sure.”

As the two head out of the women’s bathroom, Sam asks, “Mac still getting seen?”

“He better be. Told the nurses to tell me as soon as he’s done. The last thing we need is MacGyver loose in a hospital trying to find the right operating theater.”

Sam figured as much. “It’s going to be bad, isn’t it?”

“Who? Which one?”

After a split second of deliberation, Sam answers, “Both. But at least Jack’s in the right hands. Mac? Not so much.”

“I’d say give me some credit, but-” Desi sucks in a breath, shaking her head. “Yeah. Ironically, the only person that could get him through Jack getting emergency surgery is Jack himself.”

“Think it’d help if Riley and Bozer were here?”

“How the hell would we get them out here? Even if they took the jet, they’d have to touch down to refuel at least once, probably twice. That’d practically negate the faster speeds- by the time they got here, Jack could probably be in some bed recovering.”

“Mandatory facetime, then?”

Desi gives a small smile. “Better than nothing. Do you think Matty’s already given the whole debrief to them?”

“Probably. She’s not one to keep information from her agents.” One of the few directors that Sam has ever worked under that actually does so. Her candor is one of the reasons why Sam trusted her enough to come back in the first place.

“See, look, we already have a plan.”

Raising her eyebrows, Sam replies, “Putting all of the weight on Riley and Bozer to make Mc feel better?”

“You honestly want to look me in the eye and tell me that we could do a better job?”

“I don’t suggest we leave him be with just a phone and Riley’s number.”

“I didn’t say that’s what we were going to do,” Desi points out. “We’ll talk to him, make sure he’s doing okay, and then call up the Phoenix. Stay the whole time by his side just in case.”

“Yeah, alright.”

“And hopefully the last one we’re going to have to make in this shitty mission.”

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/34214737

Whumptober No. 5

Prompt: bloody nose (shhh I misread the prompt as this)

Summary: With a bloody hand, Mac grabbed a few tissues, pressing them to his nose to slow the bleeding. He leaned his head forward a little bit, so he wouldn’t swallow any more blood.

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♡ silent witness challenge ♡

day ten • favourite quote

"for that's what life after death means- that you give so much of yourself while you're here, to the people you know, to the people you love, to the people who need you, whether you know them or not, that you do not die, you cannot die. there is too much of us that remains."