#poor laf

[setaflow]

I know "Gerard Gallant is a hockey terrorist" is a funny phrase to throw around considering how the season's gone but I'm being 100% serious when I say that Gerard Gallant should be tried for his war crimes against Alexis Lafrenière.

#Seta Speaks #New York Rangers #Alexis Lafreniere #You had a WEAPON. A FERRARI. And you let him SIT IN THE GARAGE (gave him garbage TOI) FOR 2 YEARS #I know a lot of Laf's success has been putting him with Panarin and in turn Panarin has had the season of his life #But Gallant's insistence on punishing Kakko and Laffy for poor play based on HIS LINES set both of them back unfairly #While Kap hasn't had the season Laf has (injuries'll do that to ya) he's quietly been really good down the stretch #Gerard if I ever see you in person it's on sight

[achilleslyre]

I’M SCREAMING HE DID WHAT?!?!!?!?

#ok i know him n sasuke BOTH sucked so bad as parents but #bro………… 🫢🫢 #i hadnt heard THIS yet #ive heard many things about sasuke and a few about narutos bad parenting #(bc i dont rlly plan on watching boruto anyways so i haven’t particularly been avoiding boruto spoilers) #but i didn’t know he did this……. i have to laf (thats so sad) its funny (poor girl) #naruto

[barclaygoodrow]

Well. I think I have officially had my most fucked up sexual fantasy yet.

#I've never got off to the idea of ************ someone before #nsft #... thanks and I'm sorry to poor Laf for being the subject of a ****** ************

[clumsycapitolunicorn]

.

#just watched the last of s3 of carmilla and i forgot how bad laf and perry's reactions to a d*ad laura was ohmygod #it was like 'oh no.... poor laura...poor carmilla...oh well let's go laf'

[vmpirevnom]

Poor Laf has too many things to worry about

#turn amc #turn washington's spies #amrev #turn: washingtons spies #lafayette #crack #marquis de lafayette #meme #adrilaf #adrienne de lafayette #adrienne de noailles #turn crack #turn memes

[laf-outloud]

https://www.tumblr.com/laf-outloud/735615018774806528

I was just reading through this post and it reminded me - I have a friend who is watching SPN for the first time. She's been kind of live texting her watching because she knows I've watched the show a million times lol. When she got to S10 she was basically like "I don't know why this season just feels.. off?" She mentioned shortly after how it felt Dean focused suddenly and it just wasn't clicking with her (she isn't a Sam/Jared stan, she barely knew about the guys before starting the show so she went in blind basically). It just goes to show how the GA reacts to Dean being the focus vs what AA's and hellers claim.

S10 is definitely a slog to get through. I can count on one hand the number of good episodes that season. Back when I was watching live, S9-10 is about the time I stopped watching for a while.

I think one of the problems (besides poor writing and being a repurposed Sam storyline) is the fact that Jensen can't pull off the tortured soul narrative that Jared portrayed so well in S4-S5. He tries to show Dean struggling with the Mark, but it's no worse than any other struggle Dean goes through in other seasons. Plus, there's no major repercussions. MOC Dean didn't kill people that anyone felt bad about. He wasn't raked over the coals for his choices. He certainly didn't experience any real remorse. Sure, at the end he killed Death, but there was no real consequence for that. It was Sam's work to remove the mark that carried over into S11. And if you notice, when people list favorite seasons (out of the later ones), S11 is always high on the list because that's when the show finally got back to, at the very least, sharing the focus with Sam.

I can definitely feel for your friend, but let her know there's a light at the end of the S10 tunnel!

#ask box #spn critical #jensen critical #anti moc storyline #it was ridiculous #and went on way too long

[tricornonthecob]

Or maybe all the tea I drank

LK 122: Heaven is a Place in Versailles

(pt1)(pt2)(pt3)(pt4)(pt5)

pfffffft all the way to South Cackilacky, that's somehow worse than the Mayflower getting blown all the way to fucking Mass.

lololololololol Cackilacky would open fire.

Wow they went from Stan Your Ground to Bring This Man Around Town.

aww shit road triiiip

lol I bet Congress is absolutely sauced rn.

nice save there, Sarah, your patriot was almost showing.

...Henri that would defeat the purpose of why he went and bought himself a fucking boat.

"Live in your mansion." Henri you are simping so hard how long has it been since you've been around a Frenchman? Surely there are Quebecois that come visit Philadelphia.

I see, Henri just wants that drip.

"...Well ok then."

"everything I have" aren't you boat-poor, Laf?

Sarah's not *super* thrilled she got voluntold to be the transcriber, but she doesn't mind all that much.

Congress: "without pay???? Say no more, fam."

"People who can afford to be defrauded of their labor!"

oooh yeah. Those delegates are sauced.

the only person here to properly pronounce marquis.

Major-General jesus fucking christ they fucking *are* sauced.

Pondering the Gourd.

Moses, let a girl ponder a gourd and a selection of Purple in peace.

Not to interrupt this very important dialogue but I wonder how long it took the studio to get halfway decent at drawing cocked hats, they are a BIIIITCH, also is that a fucking machete they're using to cut that cheese wheel.

H A M T R A N S I T I O N

is a ham transition a hamsition.

Okay I am actually curious wtf is this.

Gettin a taste of that Pilly nightlife, Jober?

is Lafayette supposed to be short or did James grow a fucking inch gotdamn the great dane/beagle puppy had a growth spurt.

Okay fangirl, take it down by like one notch.

#liberty's kids #amrev #18th century #tricorn watches #tricorn on the cob watches LK and makes inane commentary #Lafayette #henri lefebvre #sarah phillips

[anonymityisfunwriter]

The Twin Flame - Chapter 1: "The 1"

"I persist and resist the temptation to ask you: If one thing had been different, would everything be different today?"

Pairing: Sunshine!Reader x Grumpy!Bucky Barnes Part of The Grumpy x Sunshine Universe

Sam POV

“You could try to reroute that through-”

Sam slaps Joaquin's hand away from his semi-damaged wing splayed out in the outdoor Tunisian cafe. “Could you not?”

“Oh,” Joaquin chuckles, backing his hand away. "Sorry."

“I’ve been working for the Air Force for six months now. Every time ops touches him, he gets all glitchy,” Sam explains, a humorous grin on his face. 

“You know, those poor techs can’t keep up with a billion returning IP addresses and your sick-ass Stark tech.”

Joaquin abruptly stands up, rotating his phone around the marketplace as though he’s searching for something. “All these LAF crews, they’re trying to take advantage of the chaos, make some money. That I get, but there’s- Oh, bam! There they are,” Joaquin exclaims, holding up his phone to show Sam the red handprint on his screen. “I’ve been stumbling onto their manifestos on message boards. They’re called the Flag Smashers.

“Is that a new thing?" Sam snickers. "Bad guys give themselves bad names.”

“There’s a lot worse names than that one," Joaquin says, tucking his phone back into his pocket. "But basically they think the world was better during The Blip. Trust me, it wasn’t.”

“Trust me. Every time something gets better for one group, it gets worse for another."

“Essentially, these people want a world that’s unified without borders. So you could see why a lot of people are into that.”

“Keep an eye on it. If anything gets serious, you let me know.”

“No doubt. I’ll, uh, I’ll track the online chatter, see what they’re saying. I do gotta ask you, though, ‘cause online there’s just been a lot of stuff about Steve, actually. Some crazy conspiracies,” Joaquin awkwardly hedges. “So, some people, they think that he’s in a secret base on the moon looking down over us.”

Sam humorously scoffs, shaking his head as he puts the final touches on his no longer damaged wing. "I told her to stop spreading that rumor!"

Joaquin frowns. "So it's really not true?"

"No. It's not. Steve’s gone."

"Really? You didn’t, like, fly him to the moon?"

"No, and if she was taking any of my calls I'd tell her to stop spreading rumors like that," Sam states, looking at him with a prompting look that Joaquin can't ignore. "How is she doing?"

Joaquin hesitates for a moment, his  expression stuttering to a conflicted, tense expression that tells Sam everything he needs to know: Joaquin's hiding something. Joaquin recovers with a quick shake of his head as he pulls a innocent smile on his face. "Fine! Yeah, she's doing fine."

"Really?” Sam prods. “Because you didn't seem so sure there."

"No. Yeah. No. It's- it's great."

"I'm so convinced," Sam deadpans, an unimpressed look on his face. 

Joaquin sighs, trying to carefully choose his words to appease Sam but to not break your trust in him. "It's hard. Harder than I think either of us anticipated. It's hard tracking down a ghost, even when that ghost is right next to you. Telling me that Steve Rogers is on the Moon."

"I know,” Sam exhales, a slight chuckle leaving his mouth. “That ghost lived with me and is now refusing to take my calls."

"That's not it,” Joaquin assures him. For a split second, Joaquin almost tells Sam everything. He's never seen Sam without something akin to a smile on his face, but he can tell that the continually growing distance between the two of you is really getting to the both of you. He's just the unlucky person that gets to see both sides of it happening. “She's disappointed. She wants to know more, but there's only so much to go on."

"Tell her to call me," Sam gently orders, forcing Joaquin to look at his pleading eyes. "Maybe I can convince her to come back home."

"Maybe," Joaquin remorsefully shrugs, because of all the things you were going to do, going back home was not at the top of your list. "But she's pretty invested."

"Yeah, that's what I was worried about," Sam mumbles, packing his things away. 

“So where you off to?”

“Washington.”

“What are you doing there?”

“Moon stuff,” Sam chuckles, shaking his head and rolling his eyes at the tall tale. He remembers when you first came back to Louisiana with him, how you told him you were going to start spreading ridiculous stories about where Steve had gone to see which ones people really believed. He really missed your irreverent, goofy sense of humor.

-

"I'm telling you, I'm going to do it," you promise, laughing as the two of you sit on his sister's porch.

"But why?" Sam laughs, standing up in a huff to re-activate the motion lights. 

Even though he knows he shouldn't be encouraging you, there's a pretty big part of him that thinks it's absolutely hilarious too. People just wouldn't stop with the questions about Steve Rogers. They wouldn't accept what was without some grand tale or some dramatic retelling. And as people who both knew Steve, it was emotionally draining.

"Why not?" you counter. "Maybe they'll finally leave us alone about it. Think about it: Steve Rogers is really living underground, protecting us from the mole people."

"Mole people?" Sam sputters out laughing as the timed light turns off again.

"Or- Or!" you bounce up off the stairs with unbridled excitement. "We could tell people he's on the Moon!"

The lights turn back on, but you still remain standing with your drink sloshing around in your hand. He tries to maintain his voice of a reason tone, but he finds himself smiling at his friend dramatically gesturing as you tell him all about the intricate stories you'll make up about Steve. "Who would believe that?" 

"Who wouldn't? An alien literally wiped out half the planet five years ago. And then we just show back up!" you exclaim, half your drink spilling onto the grass as you wave your arms around, gesturing to the world around you. "The world's a crazy place!"

"The Moon," Sam repeats, rolling his eyes with another laugh.

-

And more than anything, he missed his best friend. He just missed you. “Tell her to call me.”

“I will,” Joaquin promises as Sam walks away. Then Joaquin quietly mutters to himself, “If she listens is another story.”

Next Chapter

The Twin Flame Chapter List AnonymityIsFun Masterlist

#anonymityisfunwriter #anonymityisfun #grumpy sunshine trope #grumpy x sunshine #grumpy sunshine #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #sam wilson #reader insert #tfatws #x reader #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky angst #bucky x female reader #james buchanan barnes #bucky fic #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #bucky x you #bucky fanfic #marvel fanfiction #bucky fluff #james bucky barnes #the falcon and the winter soldier #the 1

[knowltonsrangers]

fumble

TURN!Marquis de Lafayette x reader

[a/n: a quick intermission from Nathan Hale content to bring you some Laf!]

The first time it happened, you were oblivious to the whole idea. It was supposed to be some sort of joke, after you returned from the frigid weather to stick your hands under the hem of his shirt. He’s done the same to you more times than you can count on one hand, as you throw your head back in laughter at his sudden jolt.

He does laugh, but you aren’t so certain that it’s along with your prank. It’s a breathy laugh, like he’s trying to hold it together to not let the dam of giggles burst.

“y/n—!”

He swivels, using his larger hands to grab at yours, gently pulling them away from his stomach. You oblige, feeling them warm in his hold.

“Where are your gloves? I thought I told you to wear them today,”

Laf is scolding you, but it’s all in good fun. He worries, some would say too much—but you appreciated his willingness and eagerness to care about your well-being on a daily basis.

The second time, it’s not as easy to disregard. You’re in the kitchen, making muffins, whisk in your hand as Laf startles you. He seemed to enter the room without as much as a peep, appearing from behind to squeeze you in greeting.

Surprised, you jump, setting the cutlery down to reach up and pat his cheek affectionately. In a moment of poor judgment, you appeared to touch too early, fingers grazing over his exposed neck. Lafayette in turn, now jumps, dropping his arms from your waist and standing straight as a ruler.

“Gilbert? What did I do—“

When you turn, he’s escaped from whatever partially paralyzed him for a moment, hands appearing on either side of the counter to cage you against it.

“Nothing, I must have gotten a chill,”

He’s back to nuzzling against your cheek, and you can’t help it as your suspicions increase.

The third, and final time, is when it all comes to the surface. You’re laying on the couch together, watching a movie. Lafayette seems all but too entranced, eyes wide as the reflection of the tv shines against them. Taking it as your perfect opportunity, you don’t move a muscle, other than your dominant hand, as it skates upwards from his lap to his stomach.

Oh, now you wished you had done this sooner. His laugh- it causes a smile that hurts your cheeks-it’s so pure, and genuine, a breath of fresh air as you continue your tickling spree.

“y/n—!”

He tries, but it’s futile, you’ve already sat up and wormed your way into his lap. His green eyes wide once more as he attempts to grab at your roaming hands.

“Why have you been hiding that you’re so ticklish!”

You laugh, and to no surprise he laughs back. As you slow down, his hands come to hold yours, fingers threading easy into a tight embrace. Surely so you couldn’t break free and continue.

“It is not something I was going to advertise!”

Lafayette still smiles up at you nonetheless, and you lean down to place a kiss on his nose.

“Why not? I think it’s adorable. I love it.”

“If you think it so, shall we see if you are as well?”

The look of mischief that crosses his eyes has yours jumping open in shock, suddenly you had to break free of his clasp.

“N-no, I don’t think that’s a good idea—“

“Why not?”

He easily passes one of your hands into the others hold, so he has both of your wrists in one hand, in a soft, but stern grasp. His now free hand comes up to your stomach, pulling at the hem of your shirt.

“Laf—!”

It’s too late. You burst into a fit of giggles, to which Lafayette can only smile fondly at, loving the way your eyes sparkle with laughter.

#sul writes #turn amc #turn washington's spies #marquis de lafayette

[aresenics]

 𝒻𝑜𝓇  :   @bloodycrxwn   !

𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤  :  salva   &    reina    .

𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟  :    training zone near the woods .

𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 more than a day or two & further likely for him to take mental note of a compliment or expressed like for something in his possession. of course, in this case, it's voiced from someone who's just become a mere acquaintance, something he has to remind himself of as he has half a mind to replicate the sword that she'd briefly admired. giving a stranger a weapon, much less one that reads of the ottoman empire is an extremely poor idea. instead, he mulls it over in his head & decidedly, has it miniaturized into a hairpin — pointed enough to hold back even the thickest of strands albeit dull enough to ensure she could not hack at anyone's flesh upon attempt ( a gruesome picture that the vizier had to take in unfortunate account ). a style of both masculine & feminine nature, as he'd guessed she'd enjoy & solely wear when required to dress out of chainmail & heavy metal. it's a sleek silver, printed with turkish proverb held dear: bos laf karin doyurmaz.  ❛ i'm   starting   to   think you just sleep   here.    ❜     a   soft   chuckle as he stops a few feet before her, gift wrapped neatly in beeswax & tucked into a small woven bag.

#* ━━ s. najafi › colloquy. #* ━━ colloquy › ft : reina. #t1: empty words don't fill the stomach.

[xxkay1asw0rldxx]

*Hamilton On CrAcK* { + *memes*}

*Moozic* {Arron Burr comes on stage} HOW DOES A BASTARD, ORPHAN, SON OF A WHORE. Hamilton backstage waiting for his time to shine.

{John Laurens} The ten-dollar founding father without a father. {JINX POV: NAW I KNOW LAURENS DID NOT JUST CALL HAMILTON FATHERLESS!}

{*Skip Jefferson, & madison*}

{Arron Burr}: What's your name, man?

{Hamilton}: Alexander Hamilton. My name is Alexander Hamilton, and there a million things a haven't done just you wait! just you... wait.

{*Skip Eliza & Full Company cept' Hamilton*}

{George Washington}: Moved in with a cousin that cousin committed suicide.. left him with nothin' but ruined pride. But something new inside a voice saying "you gotta fend for yourself" He started reteartin' and readin' every treatise on the shelf.

{Company}: Alex you gotta fend for yourself.

{*Skip Burr, Company,& men*}

{Mulligan/Madison, Lafayette/Jefferson}: We fought with him.

{Laurens/Phillip}: Me? i died for him.

{ JINX POV: damn... could nvr personally i wouldn't take that...}

{Washington}: Me? i trusted him.

{ The Schuyler Sisters / Maria}: Me? i loved him.

{BURR}: And me... I'm the damn fool that shot em'. -smirk-

{Hamilton}: Pardon me are you Arron burr, sir?

{Burr} That depends who's asking?

{Hamilton}: Oh, well, sure, sir I'm Alexander Hamilton i'm at your service, sir i have been looking for you.

{ Burr POV: oh yea the kid that imma pop in a few weeks}

{Burr}: i'm getting nervous..

{ JINX POV: but you weren't nervous when you shot poor hamilton that's crazy...}

{ *my brain at the moment*: WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY}

{Hamilton}: when i got sort out of sorts with a buddy of yours.. l MAY have punched him.. it's a blurr, sir. He handles the finacials?

{Burr}: you punched a bursar?

{Hamilton}: YES!!

{BURR POV:} what the flying fuck kid.

{Burr}: can i buy you a drink?

{Hamilton}: yes! that would be nice.

{Burr}: while were talking let me offer you some free advice. :

{*Time Skip*}

{ Laurens}: I'm John Laurens in the place to be! A'two pints o' Sam Adams but i'm working on three, ah! those redcoats don't want it with me! 'Cuz i'll pop chick-a pop these cops till i'm free!

-TIME FOR THE BEST PERSON*

{Lafayette}: Oui, Oui, mon ami, je m'appelle Lafayette! The Lancelot of the revolutionary set! I came from afar just to say *Bonsoir*~ tell the king *Casse Toi*!! who's the best? C'est moi!~

{Mulligan}: Braah! Braah! I am Herculese Mulligan, Up in it lovin' it! Yes i heard your mother say *Come again*~

{ Laf & Laurens}: AYYY!

{ * Yet another time skip*}

{Laurens}: who are you?

{Mulligan}: who are you*~ [ Btw forgot to mention Mulligan's Bisexual >:D]

{Lafayette}: who are yeww?~

{Laf, Laurens, & Mulligan}: Ooh, who is this kid? What's he gon' do?

~*Welp bye guys imma take a break ill be back in the nex 30 mins or so to start the nex one!*~ - jinx <33

#shine bright like a diamond #who ever made these memes + drawings thank you!

[askh3rculesmu11igan]

“You haven’t confessed!?” *James gasped out in disbelief* “You can’t hide your feelings forever! Yes it’s hard but Laf has to know! It’s better to be rejected then hold them in until you poor everything out at the wrong time or just never confess at all!”

~The tailors face was now very pink due to feeling embarrassed on how his half brother was completely right~

“But I don’t wanna be a bother! Lafayette already is in love with Burr and it’d be odd if someone who caused me to trip and break my leg was in a relationship! Besides! I’d be a burden and just an extra person to care for.”

~The tailors tone saddened as he rambled on on how he’d be a burden and how they are probably happier without him~

#hamilton musical #hercules mulligan #lafayette #hamilton #roleplay #rp #poor hercules #CONFESS DAMNIT #:’) #sad moments with Herc #oh no :(

[cybermoonmoon]

So I woke up at what I thought was Social Services.

White halls with the smell of antiseptics. Long rows of hard plastic seats, and them flat screens with Fox News on them. #45 the eternal nemesis was pissed when he heard government waiting rooms showed CNN or Cartoons. So now we watch Fox. Odd Biden never changed any of that. Probably forgot.

I was the only one there.

It pays to be early. Still by tradition wait I did. 40 minutes into some Q-Anon guy on Fox “proving” not only we never went to the moon, but it's made of cheesecake. Sounds like a good reason to finally go.

I see my code blink on the board. This is when I realized I didn’t know why I was there. No cards or ID. This gets you sent to another hall where you wait some more. However instead of being drop kicked by security.

There was loud music.

"Tom-Tom Club" from the 80’s.

Santa Emily Dickerson and my Guardian Angel…the worthless jerk, shoves me into a sedan chair. I’m processioned to the elevator to Tom-Tom's "Genius of Love."

Like the Tardis it was much bigger on the inside.

…a local.

Folks in costumes of different centuries was coming on, and off. They talked shop with my pallbearers or had faces buried in their devices. Me I was just along for the ride.

We got off on 485th floor. I was dumped sideways off the chair into an office…smaller on the inside.

G-d or one of them was sitting at Her desk piled high with parchments floppy disks, and Edison Cylinders. She was smoking a pipe. She puffed away on “Holiday” tobacco…like my dad used to.

She nodded to an old folding chair, and I sat.

Fox was yacking away on the wall screen.

This time some Nazi in a bowtie was saying how they want to exterminate poor…but in a nice way.

Lately these guys are trying to appear reasonable. Anyway, he was on about how the lower orders could all be killed by boring them to death with trigonometry. ...when G-d turned the screen off.

Remember that scene in '1984' when Winston Smith freaks when his torturer O'Brien was able to shut off the mandatory televiewer. ...it was like that.

Sez Gawd.

“First off ya dead pal."

Dead as a bag of rusty hammers in Hiroshima.

No, I dunno how. Those details get lost up here, but ya a goner. No there’s no Heaven or Hell…eh ya not going to cry or some shit? Religion makes people do that. No? …good.

"There’s an orientation to bring you up to speed. Eternity dark matter the non-temporal realms all that crap. Ya gots a lot of unlearning to do before you can get along out here. Religion, and science has fucked you guys up bad. However, that old time Beatnik Hippie stuff was close to the mark. Your file sez you was into some of that."

G-d went on.

"Let’s see…you was on da radio talking love, and stuff. Ya printed little broadsides about it too. Not bad.

You’re full of shit about everything else though.

So I’m sending you up for remedial ironic humor, and maybe reprograming about the properties of the Multiverse. You guys got that one wrong big time!

Galileo took it well. Niels Bohr, and his crowd of smarty pants was really pissed though. …fuck'em."

There was a gong like at the fights.

Me, and the folding chair dropped through a trap door, and I was in Heaven. Well not that, but the name will do.

A vacant lot in Cincinnati 1946.

Like in the stories they start you out with stuff you’re used to. So for me segregation evil cops, and keys to a tenement. The upside…this not being hell the digs was real cute. Like from Architects Digest.

There was some sort of 3-D Google, and all the sugar jammed soda and fried food ya could imagine. Being dead there’s no craping or farting so ya can eat like the frigging Sun King. I used the complimentary 5K iPhone to order a 1932 hand made sky-blue Bugatti.

It appeared in my living room. I called back and told them to quit fucking around. I heard a room full of kids laffing. They sent it down to the street.

I decided to start a journal blog thing…Chapter One.

“I’m fucking dead, but the food’s great!"

[thelostandfoundproject]

A brief explanation on the character outfits

Each LAF band member has a different costume based on a different horror trope or horror aesthetic.

TV: modern horror. Very satanic panic inspired. TV dresses in a lot of threatening looking red and black punk clothing. His costume is more to resemble metal and punk horror bands and the panic that surrounds them. TV appears effortlessly cool on stage thanks to the Engineers filters but off stage he's a goofy bubbly golden retriever of a guy. His boots also follow the lace codes. The left boot is purple and yellow, anti fascist and queer, and the right boot laces are blue and pink, pink for feminist, blue because he probably killed a police officer while under the Engineers controls. Also lots of sun and moon imagery. Primarily the moon for him, sun for Movie. TV head mask of course with a variety of different screen settings. Project messages from the Engineer to the band. Red static when blushing. When Tv is being controlled by the engineer directly the screen will fill with static with the Engineers logo. TV is the usual lead singer but he does have a lead guitar that he'll play when Cammie is singing. He also has a guitar pick box that feels oddly familiar to him and a paper rose from Movie that he wears sometimes if the Engineer doesn't notice it before he goes on stage.

Movie: 80's slasher killer boyfriend aesthetic. His character is very much inspired by cheesy 80's horror movies. Movie is very much the tiny weak nerd who goes through a super natural event and becomes this strong handsome protagonist. Movie is also heavily inspired by Orpheus from Hadestown in a lot of regards like being a hopeless romantic fueled by love. He wears his heart on his sleeve. Lots of sun and moon imagery. Analog projector head. A slow turning gear motor spins the magazines and a button running along the sleeve of Movies jacket controls the magazine and the lens so Movie can use his head as a flashlight or a "projector" which would really be a projector from somewhere off stage. The magazines spin when he's thinking. The light also turns red and the magazines spin when he blushes which is a lot. Movie himself also doesn't fully understand the 80's outside of the movies they've found in various lost and found bins or movies that they've "found" so a lot of the clothes that he wears at the asylum and in general is more of the cheesy fake 80's vaporwave aesthetic. He has multiple button ups with movie theater carpet/arcade carpet patterns on it that feel oddly familiar to him.

Cammie: Gothic witch horror. Lots of black and pagan imagery (done respectfully). Painted nails. Occasionally pastel goth when the mood strikes her. Very inspired by movies like the Blair witch project, mark of the witch, The Others. Etc. She's also very tall even without the black boots. Cammie's stage look would also be pretty similar to her off stage look back at the asylum, (with the filters,) just a lot comfier. Polaroid camera head with a circular screen that "shutters"

Tost: Toaster is Midwest Emo. The poor guy went through so much physical torture and is the most resistant to the filters and therefore is constantly freaked out by the horrors that they see in the asylum. They wear a lot of emo clothing of course and would have dyed hair if they still had their head. Tost is also the bass player of the band and sometimes tapes guitar picks to his arms or to their guitar so they don't lose it during a show. Toaster mask with red LEDs and a spring mechanism to pop up fake fabric toast. The slots of the mask turn red when they're embarrassed or angry instead of blushing.

8ball: 8ball's stage outfit is very whimisgoth inspired. 8ball is the genderfluid piano player for the band so his costume varies the most in terms of gender expression. Lots of celestial imagery, lots of purples, 8ball is incredibly flirtatious and loves to make everyone else flustered. 8ball would love things like Sabrina the Teenage witch, Return to Oz, and other cheesy light horror things but he would have no idea what your talking about. 8ball is also very muscular due to the fact that he was a stripper in life. Has a very impressive shoe collection that he's hiding away in the asylum from the lost and found bin.

Tele: absolutely adore her. Supernatural fae horror. Tele is the drummer for the band and the second smallest band member from Movie. She wears a lot of ethereal beautiful clothing on stage inspired by nature and faeries. As the series gets darker so do her outfits however. She's super sweet and soft and beautiful and would never harm a fly... When she's not being controlled. Very much a soft cottagecore gal back at the asylum when she's not on stage. She loves painting her nails with Cammie. But her aesthetic is based on a mixture of environmental horror and Celtic fae horror. She's very much based on the idea of a character being soft and ethereal and beautiful and luring people into the woods with her innocence and kind nature only for them to be killed by their own greed. Some of her later looks are inspired by the idea of nature itself taking over and fighting back with lots of natural elements showcased in her costumes. Definitely the most fun to design for.

The Engineer: cybernetic body horror/mad scientist. With the filters the engineer appears to the band as a silly mad scientist with a big white labcoat, big white hair, and a very silly skeleton mask with scientist goggles over the eyes. Without the filters (and how the audience at stage shows would see it) the engineer is a tall threatening figure in a dark room illuminated by a wall of TV's. The engineer wears a dark black cloak, a terrifying demon mask, and has a much more threatening voice. The engineer also has part of his face caved in. Some of the scarring around his left eye can be seen if he gets too close to the camera.

I'll explain the Gizmo's costumes in a later post. Sorry that this is very messy but I'm writing this in a hurry and just want to get it out as soon as possible before I have to go back to work.

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[georgewashington-official]

poor Laf

The whole situation is exhausting for him. I talked to the builders of the new house and they are speeding up their work as good as they can.

[fightinglaffy]

My contribution today:

-Lafayette as a Ravenclaw, answering the riddle to enter the Ravenclaw common room at Hogwarts-

Lafayette: The answer to the riddle is 'joowellrie'.

Ravenclaw door: What?

Lafayette: Joowellrie. That's the answer.

Ravenclaw door: ...

Lafayette: Joo-well-rie. Joowellrie! Let me in putain!

Ravenclaw door: ...

Other student: Jewelry.

Ravenclaw door: You may enter.

Lafayette: QUOI?! NOM DE DIEU DE---

#lafayette #turn: washington's spies #marquis de lafayette #american revolution #harry potter #hogwarts #ravenclaw #riddle #common room #french #french accent #poor laf