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nuclearforest · 10 months
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Crack Millennium headcanons because nothing is serious and they all deserve to be mocked like the fools they are:
Major Montana Max: an idol stan. His fav is Love Live and his fav generation is Mu's. He has multiple instances of the rhythm game app and has spent literal houses worth of money to win his favorite gacha pulls.
Doc: runs the anime bathtub wiki and can identify anime girls by their feet.
Captain: probably has an OnlyFans or influencer level Instagram where he works out and sells his bath water to fund all his furry commissions because all of Millennium's funding goes to Montana's gacha addiction.
Zorin: is a reigning champion on the hit reality TV show Naked and Afraid. She has almost killed and eaten her partners because they were useless and she didn't want to see a dick for a month.
Rip: is a Disney adult. Her room is stuffed with merch and when Frozen comes out everybody in the base learns the words to Let It Go.
Schrodinger: is given access to the equivalents of those 1950s chemistry kits and has a copy of the anarchists cookbook. He's about halfway through all the recipes.
Jan: is The Man to consult on dick pic composition. Surprising understanding of lighting, pose, and frame content. Regularly consults with the Captain on how to maximize thirst traps.
Luke: most definitely catfishes people on dating apps as a hobby. His longest running is an LDR going on 2 years.
Tubalcain: has a thing for cougars. Regularly goes out to his local casinos to pick up old tourists and get pampered for the night.
Bonus Dark Walter: goes to various slam poetry nights exclusively to dunk on the poets. He has an Oxford education and does nothing with it beyond being a Mean Girl to the point he's regularly kicked out if venues. His own edgy ass poetry is surprisingly good.
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bjornolf-bjarki · 10 months
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Sigurd, Captain and Walter! (for that thing you just reblogged)
Thanks for the ask! Ok i was typing it out and my laptop decided to not light back up the correct way so now I have to start all over again :/ here it is Sexuality Headcanon:
Sigurd: Pansexual, dude is literally eternally horny and proud of it. Too bad I gave him blue balls in the beginning of the last fanfic in the series I'm conceptualizing rn.
Hans: He gives me bi guy vibes idk why Walter: Can't even begin to comprehend his sexual preferences. Nobody is safe from his antics (In a consensual way of course) Gender Headcanon:
They're all men.... so it's a sausage fest. A ship I have with said character: Sigurd: Pip and Seras are his two main partners, but they do have a selectively open relationship. Hans: Might make an oc for him but other than that he's alone. Walter: Whoever can keep up with him has a spot in his heart for sure.
A BROTP I have with said character: Sigurd: Alucard has a pretty close bromance for sure but maybe it will turn romantic, still working on the details of it. Hans: Fuck if I know. I think he isn't friends with anybody at millennium. Maybe Seras or Pip will be his friend if he switched sides? IDFK Walter: None. Maybe he had one with Arthur if he forgave him for making Walter a child soldier but idk really. A NOTP I have with said character: All of them ain't shacking up with or budding up with the millennium crew outside of Hans if he switches sides. I just don't see it happening. A random headcanon: Sigurd is an avid manhunter and monster hunter when he's up to it. Usually has to be sanctioned with a bounty on the target's head. It's very rare for him to do this sort of thing on his own. Walter is probably jealous of that once he learns about Sigurd's hunting escapades. Hans Def hates the major with a burning passion. I feel his tiredness throughout the series like he doesn't want to be close to anyone in the zeppelin or millennium. Still don't know why he joined anyways. As for other hc's on him. It's pretty hard to since there's very little info on him. General Opinion over said character: Sigurd: He's my best DIY blorbo yet so I love him Hans: He's hot, he's even hotter without his uniform on. Walter: Old Walter doesn't do it for me but he's pretty awesome. Dark Walter is next level stuff though, although I'd like him better if he didn't betray Hellsing and stayed a vampire.
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Millennium Edition
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The Major- Willy Shakes
Doc- Jawn Keets
The Captain- Jane Awesten
Zorin- Ernie Humming
Rip- Em Dicks
Alhambra- Lord Bye Ron
Luke- Tenny Son
Jan- Oscar Wild
Dark Walter- Ed AL Po
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Some dark Walter because. I am fond of him
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andtheliver · 1 year
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Y'all I'm mad about it
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twilektrekkie · 1 year
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I'm so mad I want to cosplay Walter but he fucking worked for Nazis so it doesn't feel right to but I loved him so much before he betrayed everyone 😭
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The Farmer's Daughter 1
Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.
My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.
Characters: Walter Marshall
Summary: You notice a peculiar change in a family friend. (short!reader, sorry size kink is out)
Part of the Backwoods AU
As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.
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You stand on your tiptoes, a dangerous choice as you stand on a wooden stool, reaching to clip pegs around the folded edge of the linen sheet. You clasp it over the cord in three places and reel along the length, bending to pull a wet pillowcase from the basket.
“You’re grinding on the clutch,” Walter’s voice carries through the barn door before he emerges, “you need another driving lesson.”
“I know how to drive stick,” your brother, Timothy, argues with the larger man. “It’s not the clutch.”
“Ermph,” the other man grunts in return.
“Thanks for having a look though,” Timothy slaps his arm lightly.
He gets another grumble from the chronically grumpy man. Walter is older than your brother, by quite a bit; and you too. He’s tall and burly and his brow never truly loses its furrow. He’s fonder of your father than Timothy; you’re sure if he didn’t feel some kinship with your father, he’d never venture this far.
Walter is a big, burly man. He has a lumbering gait you can recognise even as he’s at the property’s edge, and his curly hair falls messily around his chiseled face. There’s a touch of silver in one curl but his age doesn’t show otherwise.
You refocus on hanging the laundry. You stand on your toes and strain to clip the beg on the line. The stool wobbles and you put your feet flat, steadying it. You suck in your lower lip and look around. Timothy’s gone, you hear him back in the barn clattering through the toolbox, but Walter remains. He narrows his eyes at you as you give a sheepish smile.
“Hi, Mr. Marshall,” you say.
“Hey,” he returns in his way.
You don’t expect much more so you wind the line further and once more bend to take another piece of clothing. You quickly forget his presence and go back to your precarious game. Back on your toes, the stool tips and you gasp, a scream catching in your throat as you brace yourself for the violent tumble.
You don’t hit the ground though. You barely even tip as you're caught under the arms. You open your eyes as Walter holds you well over the ground. He does so effortlessly. 
“I… Mr. Marshall, thank you,” you breathe.
“You shouldn’t do that,” he grits.
“Um, I know,” you wiggle your feet and look at the ground, “um, can you put me down.” He does just that and you laugh at yourself, “thanks.”
“Hm,” he sidles down to the basket. 
To your surprise he takes out the next sheet and easily throws it over the line. He holds out a hand but you just stare at his calloused palm. What is he doing?”
“Pin,” he demands gruffly.
“Oh, uh, sure,” you step up and place a pin in his hand. His fingers brush around yours as he closes them. You retract your reach as he clasps it over the linen. He puts his hand out for the next and again, you hand one over.
“Don’t do it again,” he says as he grabs the next piece of laundry.
“Mr. Marshall, I won’t, but you don’t need to–”
“It’s fine,” he carries on, set on his mission of putting out the drying. “Your father wouldn’t be happy if I let you hurt yourself.”
“Erm, I guess,” you give him another pin.
He’s silent as his blue gray eyes fixate on his chore. He bends to grab more, drapes the cloth over, and takes a pin to secure it in place. You work in wordless rhythm until the basket is empty and the line is full.
“How is he?” He asks.
You put your hands behind you and wring them, “better. Ma says he’ll be home next week.”
He nods and looks at you. He crosses his arms, straining the fabric of his long-sleeved tee. It’s warm out, enough to dampen his shirt with sweat. Still, he doesn't seem to mind.
“If you need anything,” he peers around the fields, “big place for just you and the other one.”
“Oh, Tim? Yeah, we manage.”
He scratches the scruff on his chin and shifts his stance. You’ve never seen him flinch before, never hesitate or doubt, but in that moment, he seems unsure. He clears his throat and drops his hand.
“Well, have a good day,” he bows his head slightly. “Have your brother take down the laundry.”
You look away guiltily, staring at the stool, “you, too, Mr. Marshall.”
He backs away a few steps and you cautiously glance at his boots as he does. He stops and you hold your breath.
“I don’t mind Walt,” he says.
“Right,” your voice flutters, “Walt.”
He twists on his heel and continues across the grass to the trodden road. He follows it down towards the fence. You tear your gaze away and gather up the basket and the stool. You leave them on the porch and sit in the shade as sweat speckles on your forehead.
Your heart is still racing, likely from your near disastrous slip. You think you will have Timothy take down the sheets. You may even convince him to help your fold.
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netflix · 3 months
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Spotlight: Orion and the Dark
Jacob Tremblay and Paul Walter Hauser sat down to discuss dreams, fears, dreaming about fears, and dream travel destinations.
Orion and the Dark is now on Netflix.
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fattylime · 10 months
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screencap redraws <33
5x09 | 3x05 | 2x03 | 5x06
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valentines-wh0re · 2 years
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Planning on drawing all my Hellsing men that i love romantically before dropping some Bryn and Luke shit and then rolling away
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typewriter-worries · 1 year
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anyway, my dearest one, we still have the moon
Elegy for the Four Chambers of My Brothers Heart, Steven Espada Dawson (@lilllium) | Twickenham, Middlesex, by Moonlight, Henry Pether | @letsbelonelytogetherr | Landscape, Moonlight, Simon Mathurin Lantara | baby loves, Ariana Grande | The South Bay at Night with Full Moon, Walter Linsley Meegan | (Back To Satie), Frank O’Hara | Venice, Moonlight Christopher Williams
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lexumpysfunland · 6 days
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today you'll have something I've been gatekeeping for a moment heheh...
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full version bellow TW: Blood and let's be honest, there is only half a Santley-
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Walter just loves him too much~
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bjornolf-bjarki · 1 year
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Sigurd after trying to reform Walter after he betrayed Hellsing for a few months: "Dude... please... let me help you." Walter: *proceeds to lunge at Sigurd and nip and bite him bc he's gone feral. Then spouts eloquent nonsense that somehow makes sense. It's also pretty much summed up in this one gif I have here:
Judith, a new handler for Walter that's at the doorway to this room(another oc but is not my oc): "OMG he's so cuuuuttteee." Sigurd, covered in vampire bites and still wrestling for control: *Picks Walter up and throws him at the doorway like Walter is a live hand grenade, "Just see if you can tame him, FUCK!"
Walter, seeing Judith next to for the first time as he gets back up, finally fully lucid looking too but still insane while lucid: "Oh, I like her." *clings to Judith like a lost puppy Sigurd: "At least he'll stop biting me"
Also here's a vid that sums this up from my discord interaction with @hellogreyeyedathena that helped me come up with this (Judith is the one who's getting the gift of WALTER as a vamp from Sigurd btw to clarify):
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psykopaths · 7 days
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Breaking Bad, (2008- 2013)
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Art Details Series: Afternoon Tea
|| George Dunlop Leslie, Walter Granville-Smith, David Emile Joseph de Noter, John Bagnold Burgess, Valentine Cameron Prinsep, Charles Bittinger, Henry Salem Hubbell, Joseph Caraud, Edward Portielje ||
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uwmspeccoll · 1 year
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A Cheerful-Sparrow Feathursday
Among the most cheerful birds in our neighborhood are the common House Sparrow (Passer domesticus) and the Dark-eyed Junco (Junco hyemalis). I wake up every morning with the House Sparrows on my porch telling me to chirrup! And as I walk to work, the Juncos flitting about close to the ground, with their white tail bars and their tiny chipping calls, just starts the day off right.
Both are sparrows, but the House Sparrow, a year-long resident here, is an Old World sparrow (family Passeridae), introduced into North America in the 1850s.The Junco is an indigenous New World sparrow (family Passerellidae). They breed much further north in summer, and while they do winter in our region, in Milwaukee I tend to see them only in spring and fall as they move through. For me, they are harbingers of the changing seasons.
The images shown here are from a 1930 painting by American nature artist Walter Alois Weber reproduced in Bird Portraits in Color by the American physician and ornithologist Thomas Sadler Roberts and published by the University of Minnesota Press in the 1934. The volume includes 92 color plates by five wildlife artists illustrating 295 North American species. 
The two birds in the upper left of this plate are male breeding adult and fall immature male Juncos; in the upper right are male and female House Sparrows; at bottom on the ground are female breeding adult and juvenile Juncos.
View other posts from Bird Portraits in Color.
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-- MAX, Head, Special Collections
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