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@screamingeagle continued x
" Well, I wanna worry about you, considerin' you're in an entirely different place. Besides... not thuh first time I got shot. "
He let himself lie back down, sucking in a sharp breath from the pang of agony from his wound and yet, he just acted like it wasn't there at all. He kept lying there on that shitty mattress, but as he saw how Erwin looked around, Max couldn't help but look up to him. " Lots'uh posters like that used t'a be around. " He told him then, pointing out what he could, " That one's sayin' to buy war bonds-- help fund the war, pretty much-- you can see my memorable mug in thuh back as one of 'em. 'Loose lips sink ships', n' another sayin' to help the military n' give us any extra food. We had industry, but... even that wasn't enough. "
In a moment of silence, Max's head would turn to look around more himself-- but he finally brought himself to just look at the dusty ceiling.
" ... This used t'a be my home city. Chicago. Big ol' meltin' pot of a city wit' people from all sorts'uh places that wanted to start anew. Used t'uh take my kids t'a Millennium Park when I'd get military leave fer bein' injured... got bombed last year-- big bomb, made outta stuff that'd make sure the land would be scarred for... so long. Radiation. The atomic bomb. We're on the outskirts 'fore we get t'uh the countryside, so we won't be affected. But if yuh get t'a the heart'uh downtown... "
He lifted an arm to cover his eyes a little, maybe to hide himself getting emotional. " ... Couldn't help but enjoy my time at yer place, y'kno'. No... Nazis, no war... there were thuh Titans, sure... but still felt like there was'uh chance. So much of a chance. Think it was 'cause'uh you the most, tho'. "
" Reminded me so much'uh my Cap'n-- knowin' what to do. Always standin' tall, knowin' how to get things done, never flinchin'. Strongest voice wit'uh damn good rumblin' baritone like you's could take down God himself unscathed. Always strong-lookin', but... even like wit' my Cap'n, I jus' fretted like a worried housewife fer yuh. 'Cause nobody can handle that all the time, you kno'? I-- I can't. 'S'why I wanted t'uh get yuh to stop doin' work so much... " The thought made him snicker a little.
" ... flour fights n' shit... jazz hands... my dumbass usin' my books. Grinnin' like a dumbass while yuh scolded me. Gave me a reason t'uh have a bit'a faith in Humanity from how fuckin' compassionate you were. "
While Erwin appreciated his concern for his own well being he still believed that Max needed to focus on his own well being. His eyes glanced back towards the posters Max pointed out explaining what each one said. So it did have to do with their military, the images on the posters gave it away “ I see...” he muttered to show he had been listening before looking back to Max slowly moving to sit beside where he laid silently listening to him speak about his home city. Chicago was it?
“ Seems like you really cared for your Captain, you’re a good man Mr.Bennett, looking out for others and trying to lighten their work load.” he spoke calmly while reaching into one of his pouches to pull out a medicinal chew and held pressed it to Maxs lips “ Here, I understand you’re in pain. It may not be as advanced as your medicine now but it does help relieve pain after ingesting but you have to be sure to chew it thoroughly....it is bitter.” he warned and he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
“ In the meantime why don’t you tell me more of your Captain and your men.” he asks, he was curious but he also figured if he kept Max talking it would help him distract himself from the pain while the medicine kicked in.
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@screamingeagle || Continued
Practice?
“I said that I did not, not that I could not,” a moment of sass, his contented smile curling into something of a smirk - a little challenging, even! And sure enough, he solidified his point with all the grace and elegance with which he usually conducted himself, feet moving in a perfectly timed waltz with the tails of his sumptuous robes billowing behind him with every gentle twirl, none of which interrupted painfully perfect poise of his posture. And, as a little addition, giving the spark of impishly passionate confidence that being wooed in such a wonderfully fitting way had inspired, his hand moved to press against the small of Max’s back. Not too low - he was a Monarch of class, after all - but just low enough to be the right amount of suggestive.
“I believe you,” he said, a little softer now, somewhat touched by that brief little addition. It seemed so insignificant, but he appreciated the way Max had taken a moment to enforced his free will. It really does things to you, to any living being, to have such a basic right taken away. “It is not something I would usually enjoy. However, you are the one exception.” He leaned in a little, that waggish little smirk of his returning. “Did you know of my adoration for Schubert, or were you simply lucky in your choice?”
Although a low, audible chuckle soon followed with Max’s words, a response coming with the next gentle turn they took, after which Morpheus stood at the perfect eye-to-eye height with the man yet no transition had been visible, as if he always had been.
“Better?”
He murmured, dark lashes fluttering as he leaned in close. Veryyyyyy close.
So close that no hint could have been more blatant!
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your appearance is exactly the way i imagined.
// @screamingeagle local chicagoan ww2 soldier man aboutta steal from nazis with THE indy jones.....
He can't help the sly smirk that plays over his face. Doctor Jones is making a name for himself.
"Always imagined Max Bennett to be a taller guy, you know," Indy admits. Movie stars always look taller than they are. Those brains will make up for it though. Guns help too. He continues stripping the two knocked out Nazis of their uniforms: one for him, and one for Max.
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@screamingeagle sent: ‘ can we flirt with death ? ‘ // two handsome idiots. what do || accepting
“I feel as though you’ve mistaken me for someone else - I’m no thrill seeker. You’ll have to find a way to break your neck on your own.”
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Send 👔 to adjust my muse’s collar / tie / lapels // @screamingeagle i offer unto you... a possible new royal servant that knows M a g i c
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He heard that a new servant that joined the castle was not of this world, meaning he was some kind of a traveler from what he could understand. How exciting! Boji was excited to meet this servant in person, and today it seemed to be his lucky day!
Though he was a bit embarrassed that he got to meet him while looking a bit messy. Not very Prince as some might point out, still, he remained in one place letting the rough-looking man help him with his clothes. He kinda reminded him of Bebbin a little bit, scary but kind deep down.
"Aaaeo!" offering a bright grin, he carefully offer a sign with his hands that would mean 'Thank you'.
#prince reply#screamingeagle#outlander servant#boji is curious owo/#he would love to ask billion questions#if it was possible otl
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Starter for @screamingeagle
“Look, I’m not here to make trouble, just trying to get my bearings. I’m gonna save you some time anyway, that peashooter isn’t gonna dent this.”
He had yet another portal mishap, and he had no idea where this one threw him. Judging by the outfit of the man in front of him though, he probably ended up in a warzone of some kind.
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“A monkey could’ve done a better job.” { from middy :)c }
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Annoyed/Frustrated Sentence Starters.
Hob looked at the pair of underpants he had been trying to sew up for and mend for Max, then at Midnight, then back at the underpants, then back at Midnight...
"...That's actually quite insulting to the monkies, Midnight. I think ya' need to make a public apology given the very offensive statement that jus' came outta' ya' mouth..."
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...Max.
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❝ its time to forget the mistakes of the past and start making the mistakes of the future ❞ // @screamingeagle, local chicagoan funnyman silently having a crisis with his royal homies
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“Agreed, I shall start making problems for everyone else so your mistakes look minor in comparison.”
“Gaki, I don’t think that’s the solution Max is looking for.”
“Well it’s the one I’m giving him!”
#kcnhub#screamingeagle#a summons: ask#KLS:L:LKFSKLDKLF#Sorry Hazi but Gaki's chosen to be unhinged today
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@screamingeagle continued x
The brunet grinned knowingly at that, looking at him all the while as he gently shook Erwin by the shoulder, " I kno'-- tho', hope yuh kno' I wouldn't be opposed to some restrainin'. " Looks like he knew it was a little risky, sneaking up on a soldier like that... though, Max didn't seem to give a shit.
He even fucking winked. Complete dickhead.
" How're you doin', anyhow, Commander? I kno' it's completely different, bein' here, but I'm workin' on them books, still got my translation notes in there... I kno' I jus' got back home, but... Might see if I can at least help yuh out a li'l more. Time be damned. "
Erwin stood there a bit perplexed on why he was currently being shaken, his hands reaching up to grab the arms holding his shoulders “ You don’t seem all that concerned about the possibility of being injured by your actions.” he said though this was Max, he usually wasn’t one to shy away from danger.
“ Oh, I’ve been well I still can’ read anything in these books but I try to keep myself busy doing other things. i did find a book about the various weapons you have and while I can’t really read anything inside the various detailed diagrams gives me an idea on what is being described. I try not to wander around to much however, I think it makes some of your men uneasy and I can understand why, according to one of your men I look like the enemy.”
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“...Maximillon, must you insist upon being such a complete and utter Chaos Agent?”
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@screamingeagle sent: " Sorry fer bein' a dumbass sayin' dumb stuff while I was drunk, sir. " Max awkwardly scratched the back of his head, grimacing a bit at himself and the ever-growing headache of his hangover. " It's, uh, been a bit rough after losin' somebody I was supposed t'a protect, 's'all. "
Though he’d initially assumed that the other would be strange and drunk and then never show up again out of embarrassment (or actually getting himself killed, perhaps), it’s nice that he’s come back to apologize. Despa, in all his grace and kindness, dismissively waves his hand. “Mostly understandable, I think. Stressful times call for measures to deal with it, even if that means making something of a fool of yourself in front of a stranger.” But he did call him handsome at least.
“Just as well, I’m sorry to hear that you’ve lost someone. The Underworld can, unfortunately, live up to its name for those unprepared for the visit...”
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@screamingeagle
"Gonna get yourself killed if you ain't careful, soldier," Blazkowicz sighed, tying off the bandage. "You're damn lucky they missed your vitals. If you were any more reckless you'd be named William Joseph Blazkowicz, you know that?"
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