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#Chained Heat
movieposters1 · 10 months
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davealmost · 2 years
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Chained Heat
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cinemajunkie70 · 2 years
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A very happy birthday to Sybil Danning!!
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yetihideout · 1 year
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Tamara Dobson in Chained Heat, 1983.
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sarcastic-soulmate · 1 year
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The Chains That Bind Us
Written for Bad Things Happen Bingo Square: Chained Heat
Owen blames Billy for this.
Well, that's not true; he blames the entirety of the 126 and their significant others because this was definitely avoidable.
It started with a stupid suggestion from Mateo to play truth or dare, and because they all respect each other, the dares started off innocuously. Paul, dance like a chicken. Nancy, show an embarrassing photo of yourself from when you were younger.
But because Marjan exists and she and TK are known as the crazier members of the group who keep instigating the weirdest situations, Owen somehow was shoved in the middle of it.
Owen has to admit that it's not entirely their fault because everyone dared each other to do stupid things. Marjan, call the eighth contact in your phone and pretend you're drunk-dialing them. And then there was that weird moment where Judd was twerking that they all agreed not to talk about because nobody wants to relive that trauma. He's pretty sure someone got a video, which is rather unfortunate.
And somehow, people had ended up in each other's laps. Mateo had ended up in Judd's, TK ended up in Carlos's, Marjan was in Paul's lap, and Grace was in Nancy's.
Someone had thought it was a good idea to put all their names into a randomizer. Unfortunately, Owen's and Billy's were also included, which made for an awkward moment of Owen sitting on Billy's lap, only helped by Owen amusingly commenting that Billy's masculinity couldn't handle it the other way around.
You would think that's the worst part, but it's not. Not by a long shot.
See, it could only get worse from there.
Read more on AO3...
@badthingshappenbingo
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badger-writes · 2 years
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Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars Legends - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Greedo (Star Wars), Anakin Skywalker, Qui-Gon Jinn, Doda Bodonawieedo, Bossk (Star Wars), Bib Fortuna, Han Solo Additional Tags: Bad Things Happen Bingo, Whump, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Greedo, Not Beta Read, greedo is a hot mess of a sentient, qui gon jinn's A+ parenting, Fusion of Star Wars Legends and Disney Canon, Greedo-centric, accidental self-mutilation, Vampiric Draining, Kidnapping, Hand Gagging, Standing Cuffs, Defeated & Trophified, Carbonite Freezing (Star Wars), bridal carry, bastinado, Chained Heat Summary:
Bad things happen.
To Greedo, specifically.
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captainhysunstuff · 18 days
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22 more images (with some saucy shenanigans and immature "seduction" tactics towards the end) below the cut:
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Ryuk makes his grand return and is brought up to speed with Light and L's immoral union. The date seems pretty successful~.
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adrift-in-thyme · 6 months
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@skyward-floored I know you’ve been sick all week so I wrote you a little something to help cheer you up. It’s short and probably not wonderfully edited but I hope you get some joy from it anyway :)
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“Up and at ‘em Captain!” Legend calls as he stomps down the hall. “The day’s wasting away!”
The sun is already high in the sky. The other heroes are already dressed and packed and well into eating their breakfast. Yet, the captain is still snoozing away, snug as a bug beneath his blankets.
Must be nice being able to sleep through all that ruckus, Legend thinks, grumpily.
Though, now that he ponders it, it is rather unlike Warriors to slumber on like this. Usually, he is one of the first to awaken. By the time anyone else rises, he is already washed and dressed and looking entirely too well-kept for someone who catapulted out of bed before even the sun dared peek over the horizon.
A small shred of worry worms its way past Legend’s careful defenses. But he pushes it aside as he steps into the doorway.
“Hey, pretty boy! Did you hear me?”
By all appearances, the bed is occupied solely by blankets. And save for a few sniffles, their occupant remains steadfastly silent. Frowning, Legend steps closer.
“Warriors? You alive in there?”
“Mmph,” groan the blankets.
Legend grasps the nearest edge and flings them off. A very miserable-looking Warriors blinks up at him.
“Vet?”
Legend winces. His voice is painfully hoarse. Speaking must be agonizing.
His eyes are glossy too, he sees now, and his cheeks unnaturally flushed. A layer of sweat coats his forehead and drags down his curls. When he pushes himself upward, the movement is accompanied by a violent shudder that nearly lands him back on the bed.
The captain presses his fingertips to the bridge of his nose.
“Sorry, is it time to get up? I-I didn’t realize…”
He trails off, blinking into the rays of sunlight that waft through the blinds. Panic streaks across his face.
“I overslept.”
“Yeah, you did.”
Legend puts a hand to his chest, pushing him back as he tries to get out of bed. He shivers beneath his touch, breath hitching.
“And it’s no wonder that you did. You look like crap, Wars. How long have you been sick?”
Warriors swallows, cringing as he does it.
“Don’t know.” He shrugs, weakly. “I haven’t felt well all week but I thought…I thought I was fine.”
His eyes widen.
“I’m gonna get everyone sick!”
“Well, yeah, probably. But we’ll be fine.”
Legend presses the palm of his hand to Warriors’ head, ignoring his weak attempts to shove him off.
“You’re burning up, captain. Lie back down.”
“But we-we need to get going…” Warriors looks up at him, eyes wide and pleading. “We were so close to the…we were so close…”
Legend sighs. “The monsters can wait. You need to rest.”
“Is everything alright in here?”
Time peeks around the door, now, a concerned expression on his face. When he catches sight of Warriors it deepens. In two strides, he is within the room.
“Captain, are you well?”
“He’s definitely not,” Legend says before Warriors can try and make excuses. “He’s sick as a dog.”
Time places a hand on Warriors’ forehead, then retracts it, a frown darkening his features.
“We will stay in the inn today. You must rest.”
“But Sprite…” Warriors begins. Time shakes his head.
“I’ll hear no arguments from the very man who forcibly snuggled me until I slept as a child.”
Legend snorts. “He did what?”
Time only smiles, his attention still on Warriors.
“Pushing on will only make you worse, captain. You would be the first to pause the journey if one of us were in your place. Let us take care of you.”
“Fine.” Warriors slouches, defeated. “Why’re you two so stubborn?”
Legend grins.
“You think we’re bad? Just wait until you see the others.” He winks. “Lemme go get ‘em.”
As he turns on his heel, Legend sees Warriors sink further into the bed. His grin grows wider.
Get comforted, captain.
Less than half of an hour later, the bedroom is swarmed by eight heroes, all armed with illness-fighting supplies. Sky and Wild, come bearing warm soup.
(“It’s the best for a sore throat,” Sky says with a smile and Wild nods, “yup, I cooked a big batch too, so you’ll have plenty of it.”)
Hyrule offers healing potions. Wind and Four bring armfuls of blankets.
(“Did you two raid every house in Castle Town?” Time asks in disbelief as he takes the small heroes’ bundles. Wind grins.)
(“Basically.”)
Twilight brings fresh water from the spring just outside of town, said to have healing properties…and also a stray cat to keep the captain company.
(“You sure that’s for his benefit?” Legend asks, narrowing his eyes as the rancher sets the animal on Warriors’ lap. Twilight just grins.)
Soon, Warriors is lying down once more, wrapped snugly in what Wind dubs a “blanket burrito,” with a belly full of soup and a cat on his legs.
Time brushes his bangs out of his eyes and places a cool cloth on his forehead. Warriors sighs at the touch.
“Are you feeling a little better now?” Wind asks, eyes wide with concern. Oblivious to the captain’s warnings about germs, he has managed to fit himself in between the eternal blankets and the cat, cuddled against Warriors’ side.
Not that the knight seems to mind overly much, now that all is said and done. And as he settles on the end of the bed, Legend can’t help thinking he looks glad to have the company.
Warriors nods, eyes drooping.
“Yeah, I’m better, sailor.” He sends the heroes a tired grin. “Thanks to all of you.” His gaze flicks to Legend. “Especially, you vet.”
Legend’s cheeks heat and he looks down, waving a dismissive hand.
“Ah, no big deal. I’m not so mean as to let you die in here all alone and snotty and miserable.”
Warriors chuckles and closes his eyes. “So, you decided to suffocate me with blankets instead?”
Legend shrugs, a grin playing on his lips. “What can I say? I’m merciful.”
The blankets in question look rather comfortable and he decides to lay down upon them. He’s not the only one either. All of the heroes have drifted over now, cuddling up on a bed not made for nine men and boys. But they make do. And Warriors seems to melt in their embrace.
Legend smiles at the peaceful look on the captain’s face as he drifts off. He guesses even someone like the pretty boy needs a break once in a while. And — he chuckles as Wind and the cat compete for space — some snuggles too.
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heatobrienswife · 5 months
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Best picrew
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(Found family Deca au) Carmen gets a weighted blanket and wakes up so sleepy and tired he goes back to sleep. Hes so comfy he has an 11 hour rest every day. Deca assumed this is normal teenager behavior
Okay for once Deca is right as far as I'm concerned this is normal teenager behavior
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yoan-le-grall · 1 year
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b&r (2023) is still mediocre bc williamson is just like that but at least teenage emo damian is a reality now
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skyloftian-nutcase · 2 years
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Skyloft headcanons
I’m a dweeb and I did a bunch of science review on stuff and got this.
1. The cloud barrier is at 10,000ft/3km elevation. I went skydiving at 13,000ft (it was awesome) and it seemed appropriate to put Skyloft at that height, so the area that people can freely fly their loftwings ranges from 10,000--25,000ft, or 3--8km, and Skyloft is around 13,000ft/4km elevation.
2. Typically riders fly up to 20,000ft and only the really experienced ones climb the extra 5k because this area approaches the “Death Zone” - this is the point where you cannot survive here for more than a few hours because of such a lack of oxygen in the air. This is a real thing, it’s at 25,000ft or 8km elevation, and this is the elevation where many hikers die climbing Mt Everest. So it’s a thing in The Sky too.
3. It’s naturally colder the higher you go because the atmosphere is thinner. This is a fact. Technically, this means the people of Skyloft would likely be physiologically adapted to the cold. They would have more brown fat on them, which is fat that is designed to retain heat without creating shivering and energy consumption in the body - so Skyloftians might be a bit stockier, though not looking overweight. Another real adaptation that is possibly noted in humans is an increased metabolic rate. In the context of my headcanon, then, that means Skyloftians are stockier and eat way more than the average Hylian.
4. There are seasons in The Sky since the earth’s rotation still affects them. They’re called Cold Season and Warm Season. Because they need to be able to survive off the vegetation and water, Hylia blessed the sky islands to remain within a certain temperature range rather than plummet into freezing temps in the Cold Season. The average Skyloft temperature is 40-65 F or 4-18 C.
5. They’re too high for rain, unless you count the thunder cloud, so on the Surface when it rains they don’t have a word for it. They call rain “tears from the sky.” Instead of saying “it’s raining,” Link would say “the sky is crying.” It was extremely alarming the first time it happened during his journey.
6. At their elevation, Skyloft is exposed to more sunlight (less protection from the atmosphere and clouds). As such, they produce more melanin and all have a good tan. Also, the air is dryer up there, so their skin is naturally oilier than a Hylian.
7. Thinner atmosphere = less oxygen. As such, these guys adapted just like anyone who lives at a higher elevation: they produce more hemoglobin in their blood to capture as much oxygen as possible to make up for everything their body needs, especially if they’re running at a higher basic metabolic rate due to cold adaptation. When Link and Zelda go to the Surface, then, they have more hemoglobin than they need, which means their body absorbs more oxygen than it needs, which means they get this lovely syndrome called hyperoxia, or oxygen toxicity. Signs and symptoms include headache, dizziness, confusion, coughing, seizures, and eventual death if untreated. Impa had to help Zelda adjust, which she did quickly when she noticed Zelda was ill the first day or two. Link, however, being in a hurry, did not notice when he started having headaches, didn’t think twice when he’d have coughing fits, until he collapsed into a full on seizure in the sacred spring at the Forest Temple and Fi had to get him out of there. Since then, Zelda and Link christened it Surface Sickness, and the way they and everyone else handles it is by taking it easy their first day or two on the Surface with occasional flights to higher elevations to help their bodies adapt. Eventually the body realizes it doesn’t need all this hemoglobin that it produced and it adjusts accordingly.
8. Skyloftians naturally adapt to higher elevations like Skyloft far faster than they adapt to the Surface. If Link and Zelda visit Skyloft for a day, they get Surface Sickness when they go back to their settlement even though they spend more time on the Surface as a general rule than in Skyloft post-adventure.
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clairenatural · 1 year
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Did you know that 20% of American households are behind on their utility bills, a record high? Coincidentally, did you know that 3 out of the top 5 profiteers of the recent energy and cost of living crisis in the U.S. in 2022 were energy companies--and natural gas company EQT saw their operating profit margin increase to over 60%, also a record high? Come to think of it, did you also know that lower natural gas costs are statistically shown to save lives and prevent up to 11,000 deaths per year? did you know?
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sunshineram · 7 months
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my succulents :)
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knowlesian · 1 year
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pedantic but i keep getting all UM, ACTUALLY in my head when mainstream press calls gregory and janine will they/won’t they 
like ma’am, this is a SLOWBURN
which is genuinely different okay, because there’s absolutely zero pretense here they won’t and it’s just a question of “how long is quinta going to torture us by slowly turning up the heat” like get with the fandom terms
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