#ofshxeld

[readyforyours]

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

           ❝ you. ❞

[tenacityofthepast]

“I’m not just a fish. Stop treating me like I’m beneath you.”

           —— ❝ i’m aware. you’re actually rather wonderful. where did all of this come from? ❞

[escalaregalia]

full name:  Bruce Wayne  other names:  Bru, Brucie, Bee Dubs, B, The Dark Knight, Bats, Batsy title:  Batman  age:  late thirties / early fourties  gender:  male sexuality: heterosexual origin:  Gotham City  current location:  Gotham City nationality:  American ethnicity:  Caucasian  spoken languages:  English, Serbian, French, Italian, Latin, Russian, German, Greek, Spanish, Chinese, Mandarin, Japanese, Korean, Kryptonian (still learning) religion:  None height: 190cm (6′3′’) body type:  athletic and muscular  hair:  short, black, messy eyes:  blue tattoos:  none piercings:  none  educational background:  Complete primary and secondary education, six master’s degrees, various other unofficial university-level educations. career:  CEO, vigilante social media:  fucking none? maybe twitter  smoking:  no drinking:  rarely drugs:  occasional pain killers athletics:  kickboxing, weight lifting, endurance training hobbies:  reading, sleeping, designing new tech/equipment virgin: HA! no favourite drink: iced coffee, mocha favourite food:  souvlaki wraps, medium steak w/mushroom sauce  favourite music:  orchestral/classical,   clothing style: lots of black, often with three-piece suits  underwear type:  briefs, because jesus fuck who actually wears boxers? or commando in the Batsuit. Tagged by:  @crimsonxwisp Tagging:  @raidstombs @ofsais @ofshxeld @hcxcd @northernicequeen @cracle @starxsapphire @pyromaniism

[looktotheants-a]

waitingforthedusttosettle replied to your post “(( I think I personally know more british people who don’t like tea...”

on the flipside, Australians exist. I've lived here my whole life and I think maybe only one person has ever told me they don't like tea.

ofshxeld replied to your post “ofeterniiity replied to your post: (( I think I...”

look i'm australian so basically i'm an english reject, and i only learned to like tea last year so u havent been misled about british ppl u just know the minority

britishpunisher replied to your post “(( I think I personally know more british people who don’t like tea...”

literally everyone else in my family likes tea and I am the black sheep in that respect

(( i feel less lied to about the world. ))

[sxdere-archive]

“ i’m trying to fuck their game up, babe. ”

               ❛ matty... as long as you don’t go overboard... ❜

[dontdoboyfriends]

@ofshxeld liked; 

           “cookies and coffee on me?”

[readyforyours]

“My instinct is to be mean to you.”

           ❝ believe me, I NOTICED. ❞

[iwasborncareful]

❝ This might have passed a very pleasant evening had shit not gotten real. ❞

“Yeah, that’s usually how things happen around here.”

[agentxiii]

❣

Relying on OTHERS was nothing short of complicated in a world of living and fighting. When faced with tough battles, as it had always been ADVISED, the company being kept were the souls to share the BURDEN with. Now at the headquarters, even though she was surrounded by those in alliance with the organisation she worked for, naming a  H A N D F U L  of people she could fully and without a DOUBT, trust was a mission in itself. It had been a longer day than usual, and now as muddied boots dangle off the examination table, a sigh worth a THOUSAND fights erupts from the cavern of the agent’s chest.          ❝  I APPRECIATE it. ❞

patch the blondie up pls. ( selectively accepting. )

[sxdere-archive]

@ofshxeld

       there’s noise, the sound of hurried yet soft footsteps, that disturbs him from his sleep. jason glances at the bedside clock, it’s a little past one in the morning, too early for anything really. he throws an arm behind him, frowning slightly at the lack of his husband’s warmth before remembering the other was away on business.

          ❛ babe? ❜

       he whispers, voice rough from sleep. he lies on his back and catches sight of his husband, a sigh falling past chapped lips, but he smiles because matt is HOME. the thought is enough to make him smile, even in his tired state. he sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes before he stretches his arms out, an invitation, at the other man.

          ❛ i missed you. ❜

[dontdoboyfriends]

♦ What's an AU that you've always wanted?

Questions for the Mun;  What’s an AU that you’ve always wanted?

I already answered this one but because there are SO MANY AUs I’ve always wanted, I’m just gonna reply again: I want a SPY au for connor so hard. I don’t care if it’s in the marvel world, if it’s something like the man from UNCLE or Kingsmen just give me spy aus please and thanks.

[worldknowshername]

questionablyheroic replied to your post “Tfw you find out the rest of the world doesn’t have beer cheese soup....”

what the fuck is beer cheese soup?

ofshxeld replied to your post “Tfw you find out the rest of the world doesn’t have beer cheese soup....”

what is that hellish concoction is it poison

It’s beer and cheese and like soup ingredients I suppose. (Disclaimer: I make all my soups out of mixes and cannot be considered an authority on how to make them.) And then you put fresh popcorn on top and enjoy because you live in a frozen wasteland that is buried under eighteen inches of snow and you’ve earned this little piece of warm, gooey, cheesy heaven.9

[readyforyours]

⭐ because like even tho we don't do much i just know you're There. ready to Drop A Like or just Support. ur like a creepy stalker without the creepy association or ambiance.

bAB.

[decthcard-blog]

☂

beaten & bloodied. (NOT accepting)➥ ​@ofshxeld!

the rain beat down in torrents, a continuous static that drove most everyone inside. thunder rolled through the sky, grumbling angrily, though the lightning was rare to be seen. jack dragged himself under an awning to shelter himself – an apartment building, he though. cold rain rolled from his hair down his neck and spine, chilling him through his already soaked clothes.

teeth bared in a grimace, a groan slipping between them as a hand touched his battered ribs. new york was crawling with people who thought inhumans were dangerous; he’d just had to have the bad luck to find the few who were willing to act on that. he could taste his own blood; he hoped the people who attacked him would be checking into a hospital right now. fuck supremacists. what would they think if they knew he didn’t have a lick of unnatural ability in him? that they’d taken their ridiculous rage out on a fellow human?

another groan escaped him as he pulled a deep breath into his lungs; he probably looked a mess. he did his best to turn away and hide his face as the door to the building opened, allowing one of the apartment’s tenants exit. he glanced up to meet blue eyes; he shoved himself away from the wall to avoid frightening the woman, already dreading heading back out into the rain.

    ❛ sorry, i’ll get outta your way. ❜

[tahitiwoke]

@ofshxeld

       the building is fairly EMPTY. ( if the assortment of green and red lights on the nifty little keycard console in his office is anything to go by. ) nobody around; silence interrupted only by the soft hum of computer power and the occasional fan spinning on a set axis. phil walks the floors for something to do and soaks in the way new york city neon ILLUMINATES the various equipment and paperwork and copiers and conference rooms, and by the time he makes it back to his office (the top floor, the very final room, the biggest and the brightest -- where the wall street billboards blaze a green haze across his desk and pointlessly intrinsic decor), maria’s dot on the console is brilliant green. 

it takes a SECOND to buzz her to the top. phil stands as close to the floor-to-ceiling window as he can stand and lets scotch burn it’s way down his throat. 

             ‘  did you KNOW you can see all the way to TIMES SQUARE?  ‘