#swampmats

[cuddleswinchester]

Charles eating onions so his swampmates will stop kissing him

[countrymusiclover]

101 - Red Roses and Blood

Part 102

Gemini Runaway

@icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

Throwing my phone against the wall it shatters into pieces after I heard Cami go visit the church with Josh to find my brother and Hayley. But the coffins were destroyed and the one with Andrea was missing alongside them. “I can’t believe they did such a thing. I don’t remember being this reckless when I was a teenager.” Pacing back and forth in front of my husband I grumble curse words under my breath.

Klaus raised a glass of blood to his lips sitting on one of the barstools. “Raelyn love, this is not your fault. The girls are just going through a faze and need to grow out of it.”

“But what if they never do, Nik. What if they just keep breaking the rules and we can’t do anything to stop them.” Turning around to face him I sighed, slumping my shoulders in defeat. “We are the most powerful creatures on the planet. A hybrid and a heretic. We have never been powerless and yet I feel like we are at this moment.”

Klaus sat his glass down getting up from his chair slowly wrapping his arms around me in a comfortable hug. Wrapping my arms around him I buried my face into his shirt. He kisses my hairline holding me close against his chest. “Sssh Rae. We will not let them get into more trouble I swear to you.”

“But now they have my brother…Hayley ... .and Andrea who is still asleep and helpless against whoever took them. I’m terrified and I need to spill blood…I want to tear the world apart to find whoever did this!” Pulling my head back I bared my teeth while letting tears slip, holding onto his shoulder blades tightly.

Klaus raised one of his hands up to the side of my face where I leaned into his palm. “And we will do just that. I say we use all the factions in this town to our disposal. Surely someone will find them and if they refuse to help…then you and I shall paint the city red with blood like the king and queen we are.” He intertwined my left hand in his free one raising it to his lips kissing the golden wedding ring smirking.

Klaus and I made it our mission to talk with the three supernatural factions of the city not believing any of them to be innocent currently at the moment. We stopped and dragged Vincent over for a private chat. “Hope, Alina and Missy hid their cousin and her parents with a cloaking spell. Someone found her. That requires a witch.” Klaus snapped at him sternly.

But he denied that they had done anything. “So that means it was one of mine? I don't think so.”

Klaus clicked his tongue. “You witches always plead virtue, but if history's to be prologue, you're the most rotten of the bunch.”

“As soon as Freya told me that they had gone missing, there were a dozen of us witches out there on them streets performing locator spells, trying to find her. Because little Andrea is actually a friend to us, okay? Hayley, her mother, unlike you, has earned our respect. And out of respect to her, I'm only gonna say this to you one time, Klaus: we had absolutely nothing to do with her disappearance. I promise you that.” Vincent snapped back at him.

My husband shook his head not liking the answer. “A witch's promise is as slippery as snake oil and as effective. You want peace and prosperity? Prove your innocence and find her.”

A few hours later we left the city and headed to the bayou hoping to find the answer with the Crescent wolves I’d turned. “Why would the werewolves take down their own Alpha?” Lisina asked, offended.

Klaus shrugged his shoulders pointing his finger around at the area of the bayou. “That's a valid question. Perhaps one of your fellow swampmates can shed some light.”

Another wolf that was with Lisina said back. “We are the victims here. A bloodsucker killed Henry just for being a hybrid.”

“No, you wolves saw the boy as an abomination, as well. Who's to say the same disgust didn't extend to Hayley? A guilty wolf could just point fingers at vampires to cover their tracks. If you didn't take her, I suggest you find out who did.” Klaus tilled his head snapping back at them.

Grasping his hand in mine I stepped forward showing my fangs and I created a fireball in my other hand. “If you need some more inspiration to help us, how about this. If you don’t help us then the wedding between my daughter Alina and Jackson is off and I will find a way to undo the hybrid gift of not having to turn away from you and you will have to turn every full moon just like I did when you all had to remain in your wolf form except when there was a full moon. So if you enjoy your freedom I suggest you start searching!”

“Now onto Marcel, heretic queen.” Klaus smirked down to me draping his arm over my shoulder showing me his golden eyes enjoying seeing me firey like this.

Josh and Marcel met us in one of the alleyways but the former king of the city didn’t think we were being serious. “Do you really think my guys would be that stupid? They know that if they even laid a finger on Hayley, they'd be answering to me.”

Klaus tilted his head poking a finger at his failed proposal to get Rebekah to marry him. “Well, was it you who ordered the vampires to antagonize the wolves and string up that hybrid boy? No. I didn't think so. Perhaps your royal status has wilted along with your marital prospects.”

Josh stepped between the two fighting kings. “All right, all right. Easy. The vampires like Hayley and Jacob .. Everyone does. We didn't touch them.”

“Well, I suggest you amp up your efforts to retrieve her, then. Because if my wife is not reunited with her brother by sundown, then your entire faction will face the wrath of my disappointment.” Klaus raised his voice giving this same threat to the other two factions while he now points his index finger at me leaning against the wall. Gripping my brother's necklace in my fingers I death glared at the vampire’s. “Close proximity of just two Mikaelsons turned rain to blood. Imagine what would happen if I were to turn to my siblings for help. Our little family reunion would cause hellfire to devour us all.”

We had made it back to the compound a few hours later where I laid my back on the bed staring at the ceiling of our bedroom. Twirling the blue gemstone in between my fingers I didn’t even hear my husband enter the room until he sat down on the bed. “Our daughters and little Henrik are back at the school in Mystic Falls. And Freya is there to keep an eye on them.”

“Hmm.” I made a noise but nothing more than that while I just kept playing with the necklace not looking at him.

Nik laid down on his back just watching my movements slowly. He had seen all different kinds of my freak outs before. From me setting everything on fire to me bawling my eyes out and thinking I deserved to die. “Rae, what’s wrong, love?”

“Nothing.” Again only one word answer.

Finally he reached up, snatching my wrists and pinned them above my head. “Talk to me, Raelyn. I know you as well as I know myself. I know when you need to lash out and how you let go. But you haven’t done one of those yet so what is going on?”

“Nothing is going on, Nik. I just….I don’t know what to feel. I want to rip whoever took them apart. I want to know who it was so we can get them back. I want to know if they are even still alive. Because right now not knowing or doing anything is driving me crazy!” I pushed him off me with my magic sitting upright on the bed hugging my knees to my chest crying.

Klaus carefully moved towards me, raising his hands up, taking a hold of my shoulders, making me look him in the eye. “Rae, listen to me. I know you’re frustrated and worried about them. But I swear we will put you at ease soon.”

“I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here, Nik….I don’t want to be alone. I feel alone without Jacob and you.” Flinging my arms around his neck he stumbled down onto the floor where he was previously on his knees but now he was on his butt.

He kisses the crown of my head before hearing someone coming up the stairs. “You’re not alone, Rae. I’m right here….now it’s a good time unless you have information, Marcellus.”

“I have an address and I know you two would want to check it out.” He came into the room before Klaus helped me get to my feet holding me against his chest knowing I was in an emotional state until we reached the house.

Klaus stopped opening the outside door for us where Marcel started to go inside until he stopped him. “We're here. Wait.What do you hear?”

“Absolutely nothing.” Marcel went for the door stepping inside first.

Klaus made a noise holding the door open for me. “Hmm.”

“That can’t be good.” I mumbled going through the other door smelling the musty air of this old abandoned house.

Looking around myself I could smell blood coming from somewhere but there weren't any other sounds of smell. Klaus reach’s down for my hand seeing me shiver when a chill ran down my spine. “Klaus. Raelyn.” Marcel called our names where Nik went into the kitchen first and I followed after him.

Shifting my gaze to the wall it was stained with blood before I gasped seeing two chairs with tight ropes sitting in the middle of the kitchen. “Oh my god.”

“Wolfsbane and vervain.” Marcel smells the ropes looking up at us.

Klaus squeezes my hand seeing that I was on the verge of tears. “They were here….uh Rae.”

“Hell no….what are they doing to you Jacob.” Covering my mouth with my hands I began sobbing reading the words on the wall that said ‘Freak Filth Crossbreed’ that was written in either my brother or Hayley’s blood. “J…no….he can’t be…I refuse to believe that he could be…Nik!”

“Ssssh Rae. I’m here.” He wrapped his arms around my shaky form. My knees gave out from under me where I buried my face into his shirt sobbing. My husband scooped me up bridal style, vamping us back to the compound. Once we got home I didn’t see him for a while leaving him to do whatever he was up to downstairs. Standing outside on the balcony I just kept staring out at the night sky and the bright city lights reflecting up back at me. Twirling the necklace in my right hand sniffing through some tears until I heard footsteps coming outside to find me. “Rae, how are you feeling now?”

Glancing over my shoulder I wiped away tears with the sleeve of my red leather jacket. “I’m…feeling…broken. I mean I put Hayley and Jacob inside those coffins. It’s my fault they are in danger…how am I supposed to feel!”

“You’re not broken, Raelyn. You just need to take a moment and not think that they are being tortured right now. So come with me.” He offered his hand to me and I placed my hand in his. He leads me through the compound until we ended up in the bathroom seeing some blood in wine glasses and some red roses.

"What's all this for exactly?" I asked him to drop my hands from Jacob's necklace that I had started wearing again.

Klaus whispered in my ear, leaning his head down beginning to trail kisses from underneath my ear and down to my neck until he reached my shoulder. "We haven't been together for five years and in all that time you never could break down and let me comfort you. Now that we are back together I am making up for lost time."

I shifted underneath his arms where he felt me lean into him with my back pressed against his front telling him I was enjoying it which made him smirk into my neck still kissing me. "You don't have to do that. We - mmm - need to focus on saving Jacob, Hayley and Andrea."

"Rae, just for a moment let all the worry go." He spins me around underneath his arm holding my face in his hands giving me a genuine smile. "We will find them, I promise. But for now I need to do what I vowed to you on our wedding day."

"Nik- I tried once more but he cut me off with a kiss.

"I vowed that I would take care of you in your time of need, be there to listen when you need to rant, treat you like the queen you are because you are not broken. I vowed that I would be your devoted partner, to make love to you and help you raise our daughters and now son for our immortal lives. I don't intend to break that vow ever. Because I love you."

Leaning up on my toes I moved my arms around his neck finally kissing him. Klaus deepened the kiss without hesitation and moaned lightly when I tugged on his dirty blonde hair. He moved one of his hands down my hip resting it there with his other hand went underneath my shirt pushing it up towards my head. "I love you too, and I don’t want to break our vows either."

He dropped my shirt on the floor too, taken by the fact that I moved his shirt up and over his head. By that point we removed the rest of our clothes and got in the warm water. I was in first before climbing in behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist resting his chin on my head when I laid my head on his bare chest. "Hmmm thank you for this…for all of this." I whispered, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of being here with him.

"You're welcome, dear. I just want you to know that you can always come to me and we will fix this problem and the one with the Hollow." He mumbled resting his chin on top of my head. Resting my hands on his chest I listen to his heartbeat.

Lifting my head up I met his gaze placing a hand to his stubble kissing him once more. He leaned forward responding to the kiss, switching our position where my back was against the side of the tub and he was above me. "Nik, I can't live without you here anymore. I can't live an eternity without your voice, your touch, your smell, everything that makes up you."

"I can't live without all of you either, Raelyn. And I vow to you here and now that we shall never part again." He leaned down moving his hands over my body and I did the same where we knew we were throwing water on the floor. The simple kiss became heated where we filled the room with kisses and moans from one another until someone smashed through the window.

"Agg!" I shriek clinging onto his forearms when he shielded me with his body where our eyes shifted to a tiny box sitting in a pile of glass. "What the hell is that?"

Klaus reached outside of the tub picking it up and opening the small box. He reached inside holding up a golden coin with a egal on one side of it. "A message... from enemies I thought I buried long, long ago.” He shifted his gaze to meet mine seeing that I was hugging my knees to my chest concerned again once he had said.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[teenmomcentral]

David Eason may have been kicked to the curb by wife Jenelle Evans, but the fired Teen Mom 2 dad is reportedly staying afloat-– which is (almost) more than we can say about the broken down boat on which he’s currently living. 

David recently told Celebuzz that he’s doing just fine without his lip sync-challenged Lady ‘o’ Land and is “so much happier and healthier” now that the two are separated. 

“The stress I was under was making me physically sick,” he said. “I’m so glad I don’t have to wake up to extreme anxiety every morning now.” 

As The Ashley previously told you, Jenelle recently filed to legally separate from David after seven years of marriage, countless 911 calls and enough online bickering to fill the tumultuous couple’s swampy swimming pool at least twice. 

In her filing, Jenelle provided a laundry list of reasons she wants out of her marriage to David, including what she claims is “concerning and disturbing behavior” spurred by David’s “excessive alcohol use”; his habit of excessively spending her money; and regularly drinking and driving– just to name a few.  

While North Carolina requires married couples to be legally separated (and living separately) for a year before they are granted a divorce, David–-who has been living on the couple’s broken boat, which is docked at a nearby marina–- insists he’s ready to sign divorce papers ASAP.

In response to Jenelle accusing him of “constantly” talking about her on social media recently, David argues that he and his talkin’ words have done nothing wrong.

“I’ve only said things that are completely facts and haven’t exposed any of my evidence other than things she was already aware of,” he said. “I’ve been very strategic with my words.”

Some of David’s “strategic words” regarding Jenelle have included allegations that the mom of three has been cheating on him for years, she’s controlling and has isolated him from friends and family. Jenelle recently accused him online of cheating with his ex-wife (and first baby mama) Whitney Rich, but David told Celebuzz that his past texts with Whitney were innocent—unlike what Jenelle’s been allegedly doing behind his back.

“That’s not cheating but I have mountains of evidence about her cheating,” he said. 

“She cheated on me with dozens of guys and I have all the evidence,” David added, although Celebuzz cleverly pointed out that David “did not provide any of said evidence at this time” to the site.

David stated that it pains him to think of Jenelle wanting to have another man use her debit card.

“It’s been the hardest thing in the world to look her in the face after years knowing she was telling other men that she wanted them to come to my house to be with her,” David said, adding, “She’s been ready for a new man to move in for a long time. Telling them how I’m such a piece of s**t in so many ways.”

As The Ashley told you earlier this week, despite being separated, Jenelle and David have been keeping their local sheriff’s office busy lately by making multiple calls, several of which resulted in trips to Jenelle’s home on The Land last week to deal with “family issues” between the former swampmates. 

In another incident report from over the weekend, Jenelle stated that David has been harassing her since she filed for separation in late February and mentioned that he had also been taking her things. 

[mycenaae]

the absolute horrific vibes the swamp must have had in those last few days. hawkeye fresh off a life-shattering mental breakdown, charles teetering on the verge of one himself, bj with his own two-year-brewing breakdown imminent but still simmering like a watched pot, casualties coming non-stop, trying to pack their bags and figure out how to say goodbye (or not, as it were). absolutely terrible horrible atmosphere without a doubt.

[ninetimesbluedemo]

tfw you used to go to drag shows with your swampmate's sister

[thebreakfastgenie]

The fact that the only swampmate Hawkeye canonically kissed is Frank is soooo funny.

[strawbfairyy]

MASHblr Census pt 9: Characters & Relationships

(as usual, let me know which answers you do or don't want to see next (here is the post with all of them) and/or feel free to send me any thoughts you have about it :) i'm nearing the end of this, so if there are any cross-sections you want to see (ie, which age group tends to be drawn to which characters, etc) let me know as well!)

which characters do you feel most drawn to in mash?

Hawkeye: 59

Radar: 35

Klinger: 27

Margaret: 21

BJ: 21

Mulcahy: 20

Trapper: 12

Charles: 11

Kellye: 9

Sidnay: 8

Henry: 7

Potter: 6

Ginger: 2

The nurses, generally: 2

Frank: 1

which platonic relationships/dynamics do you feel most drawn to?

HawkMarg: 16

Found Family trope, generally: 6

Henry & Radar: 5

Potter & Radar: 4

Hawkeye & BJ: 4

Hawkeye & Radar: 2

Klinger & Radar: 2

Swampmates s4-11 (Charles, Hawkeye, & BJ): 2

Hawkeye, Margaret, & BJ: 2

Hawkeye, Margaret, & Trapper: 2

Margaret & Charles: 2

Hawkeye & Trapper: 2

Hawkeye & Mulcahy: 1

Sidney & Mulcahy: 1

Mulcahy & Klinger: 1

Hawkeye & Charles: 1

Hawkeye, Charles, Bj, & Margaret: 1

Margaret & BJ: 1

Margaret & her nurses: 1

Trapper & kids: 1

which romantic relationships do you feel most drawn to?

Hunnihawk/Hawkbeej/Beejhawk (Hawkeye/BJ): 31

Piercentyre/Traphawk (Hawkeye/Trapper): 17

Punnihawk (Hawkeye, BJ, & Peg): 6

Hawkmarg (Hawkeye/Margaret): 4

Hawkeye & happiness: 3

Henry/Klinger: 2

Hawkeye/Honoria: 1

Hawnk (Hawkeye/Frank): 1

Hawkeye/Charles: 1

Hawkeye/Mulcahy: 1

Houlifield: 1

Margaret/Trapper: 1

BJ/Peg: 1

some of my favorite answers:

"Trapper is life. F $&* BJ." (someone REALLY hates bj lmao)

"Almost all of the guys in this show are a better dad than my dad, in one or multiple ways."

"I feel the most gender envy towards Potter so thats...yeah. And of course Hawkeye. Hawkeye Hawkeye Hawkeye. I also want to protect Klinger like a little baby chicken. people who make fun of his nose...im coming for you."

"the underrated cosmic goddess of the show: Nurse Kelleye. My friends and I have an ongoing drinking game -- last person to point at the screen and shout "KELLEYE" when she appears (even in the background), takes a drink."

"Way too into father Mulcahy"

note: i would be super interested in comparing some of these answers with other demographics like age, sexuality, how long you've been into mash, which seasons you prefer, etc. it seems like people who are more involved in "mashblr" care more about bj & shipping in general. i would also love to poll people on which ship names they use because it seems like hunnihawk has been taken over by hawkbeej/beejhawk, and same with piercentyre & traphawk. if you have any commentary on.....all this, please feel free to let me know!

pt 1 (sexuality) // pt 2 (age) // pt 3 (tumblr) // pt 4 (watching mash) // pt 5 (seasons of mash) // pt 6 (discovering mash) // pt 7 (posting on mashblr) // pt 8 (other interests) // pt 10 (MASHblr friendships) // pt 11 (MASHblr community) // pt 12 (popular bloggers)

[spongebob-connoisseur]

I think The Patrick Show takes place in Randomland. Most starfish live there and are able to cope with the random occurrences since they are too dense to really be bothered with it.

I've heard this theory before! It makes sense. It also makes sense of the episode SwampMates where patrick pretty much can open a pocket dimension and easily travel to different places.

Maybe all or most sea stars are from random land and their seeming stupidity is a cover for their reality bending powers? Or they are just too used to it to care hence why they don't question a lot of stuff. Randomland throws the weirdest at you. When that becomes normal, everything is normal. Even things that normal people would find odd and think you're just dumb and missed it. That's just a guess tho. Who really knows?

This also explains how Sam got lost in the first place. You'd likely get lost if you were in randomland too. Also this makes sense of something from Home Sweet Pineapple! Spongebob mentioned his parents lived out of town. This show takes place when he was a young adult still living with his parents. Maybe his family is also from randomland? Or somewhere nearby which allows him to visit Patrick every so often before he moved to the Bikini Bottom!

Tbh I always imagined the patrick star show is showing how Patrick views the world. He sees it as colorful and wacky and weird. That's just how he makes sense of things but the idea of randomland I like because it fills up some issues like how Sam got lost, why is Patrick so easily able to go to a different dimension. He's from randomland! Now the question is why does randomland exist and what exactly is it?

[chemsexholmes]

oliver jones should've stayed on mash for numerous other reasons of course he was an incredibly interesting character. but also he should've stayed on the show because he's the only one of the swampmates that can rock a hat

[cuddleswinchester]

Here is my Dog Tag fic chapter!! Yes, the random number generator thought it would be funny to put BJ and Charles together after Charles complained about spending time with his Swampmates, aww :)

[spatheandspadix]

It's only February 5th and I submitted 2 manuscripts this week, which means I'm done with 2/3 of my Big Goals for the month?? How??? I think it's because my swampmates are blooming 💖

[spartan-mat]

Why We Use Different Platforms for Different Work Environments?

Rig and Swamp mats help provide a stable platform for on and offshore equipment, but they also play other roles. Here we cover three.

[mash-notes]

(*PERSONNEL FILE*) Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III

The filthy MASH is no place for him, he claims. From his bald pate all the way down to his toenails, a distance of 6’4”, Major Winchester is a gentleman. If he did a little more to pitch in in between squawking that he doesn’t belong here, his colleagues might believe him—but his entitlement proves he’s just as flawed as the rest of them. And so, showing himself to be the right amount of strange, he fits in just fine.

The 4077th has long been a playground for big egos, all jockeying for position. That’s part of what makes it so much fun. By the time we greet Charles in season 6, we have a commanding officer with almost as much bravado as our chief surgeon, plus a head nurse who’s often full enough of herself to put them both to shame. But Chuck’s is a new kind of egotism: one born almost exclusively of wealth, position, and high-up connections. In a word, snobbery.

Everyone should hate a snob, in or out of the Army. One complication is evident here straight away, however—Chuckles has every reason to brag. Top of his Harvard class and a thoracic surgeon at Mass General, not to mention a whiz at the stock market (most of the time), he is no fool, and never suffers fools gladly. We may not be crazy about his uncooperative attitude, but there’s something about his brand of arrogance that’s altogether charming. He huffs and puffs his displeasure, or else projects a silky calm. Dare I say it? We like him.

In a show jam-packed with memorable characters, the great David Ogden Stiers created one of the most memorable. He brings devastating quips and pearl-clutching offense in a manner that trains all eyes onto him—this big-bellied, imposing figure with a clever gleam and a peaches-and-cream complexion, a monk’s halo of auburn hair. And add to it all That Voice… well. Stiers, born in the Midwest and raised in Oregon, invented Charles’s Boston accent for the series, putting an exciting finishing touch on the disgruntled Brahmin. After MASH concluded, he had his biggest career success as a voice actor, an easy move to understand. To my mind, though, this role alone makes him one of the best character actors of all time.

As Charles’s six seasons on the show go by, he becomes increasingly vulnerable. It’s delighted us from the beginning to see him crack, when he gets exhausted by the meatball surgery he disdained, for instance, or has a greedy money-making scheme thwarted by his Swampmates. But this trope of de-pantsing the stuck-up dandy is finally not enough. It is in the later seasons that we see him puzzle over the mystery of death, nurture a wounded soldier’s musical talent—even confess to Hawkeye a lack of love between him and his father, which a Winchester would probably never do outside of war. These moments teach us much about who he is, and who he’s always been.

And there is the whole story. Charles is a snob through and through, surely—no one can take that away from him. But, after some of his most difficult trials, we learn that he’s so much more.

[tacosaur24]

And they were swampmates

[first-ex-wife]

and they were swampmates!

[garyhartman]

No, the grifter in this story isn't the Trump Presidential Transition Team Executive Committee member who was charged with Securities Fraud etc. today. The Swampmate in this Forbes story is Trump's Treasury Secretary.