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spectrewavesllp · 1 year
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Paranormal Activity in Attic Unseen Paranormal Kinect Figure
 Don & Laynee of Spectrewaves Paranormal were investigating the attic at the Victorian View in Washington Iowa USA
 Laynee & Don of Spectrewaves not only Captured an Unseen Paranormal Figure on the Kinect SLS mapping Camera the unseen figure stayed in Frame as Spectrewaves moved the camera around 360 degrees in the space
 Video link here for the Victorian View Kinect Figure that stays in the frame in Washington Iowa USA
https://youtu.be/ZCZaBKdXQkk
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foreingersgod · 12 days
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Tired . EE
pairing: emily engstler x reader
A/N: hey everyone, felt a lot better today so i thought i’d write a quick little fic before getting back to requests! enjoy <3
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nothing beat being in your girlfriends arms at the end of a long day. when you were tired and irritated and just overall annoyed with the world, the only thing you wanted to do was to drag emily to bed. she was the one thing that made you feel relaxed at the end of the day, made all of your worries disappear.
no matter the time, no matter the day, you’d wait up for emily every single night. you found out very quickly that you couldn’t sleep without her. once you had moved in together and started sharing the same bed, you realized how increasingly difficult it became to sleep alone. it became your little tradition when she was away at practice or staying late after a game, that you’d wait up for her in bed until she got home.
tonight was no exception. emily had a particularly long practice today and you had just gotten off of work just a few hours ago. you had come home, keys and purse tossed carelessly into the ceramic bowl next to the door. unnecessarily uncomfortable high heels slid off your feet and into their designated spot on the mudroom rug. your feet ached and your back was sore and all you wanted to do was to get in bed and fall asleep, your girlfriends arms wrapped around you. but the dimly lit room and the thickness of silence that hung over your home told you that you’d have to wait.
you dragged yourself up the stairwell and into your bedroom. the sheets were still crisp, tucked neatly under the mattress, pillows propped perfectly upwards on either side. emily’s shoes and discarded jeans and hoodies laid scattered on the floor from when she was almost late this morning, you had been too tired to take care of them either. it felt almost sad, when you stepped onto the plush carpet, yet homey at the same time. the house always felt empty when she was missing. discarding your blouse and pants, underwear and bra following, you walked into the connecting bathroom for a much needed shower. partially to wash the grime and sweat from the day, but also to keep you distracted until emily arrived home.
the mattress was stiff underneath your body when you finally crawled into bed for the night. the shower had done little to soothe the ache in your body that longed for your girlfriend. A cool breeze snuck past the linen of your bedroom curtains, air seeping into the walls. the sudden sensation causing you to pull the thick duvet of your bed up over your shoulders, tucking your chin into the fabric. it was about 11:30 pm and you were still up, tossing and turning impatiently.
moments passed as you lay in the dark restlessly, eyelids drooping with the need to sleep, when suddenly you heard the lock of your front door. you heard the key, the twist of the lock, the hinges creaking as the door slowly opened downstairs. heavy footsteps followed, instantly alerting you that emily had finally made it home. you heard her set her stuff down, next yours like it always was, before hearing her pad up the stairs. her steps were slow and firm as she got closer to the bedroom.
finally, the door slowly opened to reveal her in all her glory, the hallway light illuminating her features. there was a layer of sweat that lingered on her forehead, her loose hairs sticking to them. her shoulders were slumped and her eyes were barley open similarly to yours. she looked absolutely beat yet somehow still irresistible as ever. you sat up in bed as you watched her clamber into the room, feet dragging behind her. you reached over next to you to switch on your lamp to get a better look of your girl.
“hey, baby” you yawned, sheets falling off your shoulders as you rested your back against the head board “you’re home!”
she finally looked at you, lips tugging into the cheesiest grin when she realized you were up. she was on her side of the bed now. you could see, through the low lights, her muscles flexing as she pulled her shirt over her head to change into something more comfortable.
“yea,” her voice dissipated as she headed into the bathroom, wanting to take out her hair and wash her face so she could come back to you “i didn’t expect to be so late, m’sorry. you didn’t have to wait up for me, i know you had a long shift today”
“i didn’t mind, plus you know i can’t sleep without you” you spoke through the wall, over the noise of the faucet running.
she said nothing in return, instead walking out, a lazy smirk plastered on her face “can’t sleep without me huh?”
finally, after what felt like years, she crawled into bed next to you. her body weight sunk into the sheets, perfectly balancing out yours on the opposite side.
“jus’ missed y’too much” you managed to mumble out, your body recognizing emily’s presence and preparing to shut down for the night.
without hesitation, emily’s arms pulled you back down into the bed, forcing your back to rest against the pillows once again. her body was lower than yours intentionally so she could sprawl across you. she drew your body closed to her own, arms still wrapped around you tightly. you could feel her sigh deeply as she rested her head upon your chest. the soft, freshly washed skin of her face pressed into the bareness of your collarbone. not satisfied with how close you already were to her, she was now nuzzling her nose into your neck, breathing harshly to take in your full scent. to emily, you smelt like heaven.
“i missed you too, baby” she said into your chest. one of her legs hiked up over yours, draping across your thigh “and m’so tired…so so tired”
“get some sleep, em” you ran your fingers through her hair gently “i love you so much”
“mmm, i love you too” you both let yours eyes close as you placed a sweet kiss to the top of her head.
soft breathes could be heard throughout the room, an occasional snore would slip from emily’s lips every now and then. it was peaceful and content here in the room you shared, and you wouldn’t trade it for the world.
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leilanihours · 8 days
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CATCH ME W A SPLIT SCREEN THIS SATURDAY CUS DAMN IOWA V IOWA AND UCONN V UCONN?? IM SAT.
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pbueckerslover · 1 month
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pbueckerslover masterlist! .𖥔 ݁🪐˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖
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january-summers · 6 months
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Sometimes I think about whether or not Washington has ever accidentally called Caboose "Iowa."
Maybe that's the thing that finally made Caboose stop calling Wash "Church."
(Chucking the back end of this under the cut because it ended up a little shy of 1,000 words in total. Sorry this took off as I was typing. not beta'd, I die like CT: unfairly)
On one of those days before they got Epsilon back, when Wash was still walking around with cobalt armour, having one of his bad days where looking in the mirror is hard because he's not sure whose face should be looking back even though he knows, he knows he knows he's Washington.
(He can't explain it, it's like the way lightheadedness isn't really a dizzy spell. He doesn't lose his sense of identity, it just... gets a little crumpled.)
Caboose accidentally blows up one of their vehicles and Wash snorts.
"That's coming out of your paycheck, Iowa!" He calls out, and Tucker turns to him with his head cocked.
"The fuck is Iowa?"
"What?"
"'Iowa,'" Tucker repeats, "you just said 'that's coming out of your paycheck, Iowa.'"
Inside his helmet Wash closes his eyes, sighs, and whispers a heartfelt 'fuck.' Then, "A Freelancer, he was... a lot like Caboose. I just... forgot for a second."
Tucker just makes a 'huh' in response, and Wash feels tragically grateful the other man is dropping the issue.
But it happens again.
Not 'Iowa' this time though, but 'Mike.'
Wash is sitting in the base's main work area, because they have no office, or they do, technically but it's... uh... better not to talk about why it's not in use because they all agreed it was no one's fault.
He's filling out the paperwork, trying to figure out how anyone gets anything done with the UNSC requisition forms, he swears they weren't this convoluted or nonsensical before he was discharged.
Or maybe sim troopers get fucked up forms on purpose?
He'd taken his helmet off over an hour ago so he could rub the bridge of his nose and his temples in an effort to stave off the headache that's been coming for his brain. They don't have enough painkillers to waste on a headache if one of them gets seriously injured before the next shipment.
There's a movement of blue in his peripheral vision, a familiar dark blue, and a familiar voice saying "I brought you hot chocolate!"
"Thanks, Mike," Washington says not really paying attention.
"It's Michael," comes the reply, the correction. And Wash blinks and looks up at Caboose not Iowa.
"Right, Michael, sorry."
But Caboose doesn't seem upset, just hums in acknowledgement and wonders off. Wash is dazed as he watches him leave. He spots Tucker leaning against the wall slowly sipping from a mug, watching Wash.
Tucker gestures at Wash's mug with his own, "I wouldn't drink that if I were you, but if you're going to throw it out, don't do it where he'll see it. He'll throw a tantrum."
"Uhhhh, right." Wash goes back to his paperwork. Tucker stays where he is, so he's there ten minutes later when Wash's brain cycles information in the background. 'Beverage container in proximity: hydrate'
"SPFFFF! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?!?!?" Tucker doesn't stop laughing the entire time Wash is gagging and trying to get the residue out of his mouth.
Wash doesn't always notice when he calls Caboose by the wrong name, and continues to be grateful no one calls him on it.
But Caboose gets quieter and quieter, not his speaking volume, but his entire personality. He's less and less present around Wash. So Wash goes looking.
Finds Caboose surrounded by bits and parts of machines, just sitting, a tool held loosely in one hand. Bio-signs indicate he's awake in Wash's HUD.
'Spaced out,' Wash assumes, and calls out. "Hey, Caboose."
Caboose startles, just a little flinch. "Yes, I am Caboose."
His voice is loud, his voice is often loud, but the way it's loud... Wash understands why he keeps confusing Caboose and Iowa.
"Mind if I sit?" Wash asks, and waits for the nod before settling himself. "I'm sorry I keep confusing you for Agent Iowa. I know you're not him, I'm not doing it on purpose, I swear."
Caboose doesn't answer, just sits and watches Wash quietly for several minutes.
"He was my friend," Wash ventures, and isn't rebuffed so he keeps talking. "You remind me a lot of him, you both wear the same blue, you're both very upbeat people, you're both-" 'brain damaged and loud and not always able to communicate the way I suspect you want to,' Wash doesn't say. "- my friends. He went away, a long time ago now, him and Ohio and Idaho. I never found out where they went, they were just... gone one day. We were supposed to eat lunch together, but they were all just gone."
Wash doesn't know how to explain what Epsilon did to him, how his memory, one of his greatest strengths had become his own enemy for a time. How somedays it still felt like it was trying to fight him. The echo Epsilon left behind.
He doesn't want to. It feels like an excuse for his own failings.
"I know you aren't Church," Caboose says suddenly instead. "But you are a good Church, not the Best Church, but a good Church. Except when you aren't. You are the best Agent Washingtub though."
Wash... thinks he gets what Caboose is saying, or what he hopes he's saying, because he'd been really concerned Caboose hadn't understood that Wash wasn't Church, he was just pretending to be for the time being.
"Thanks, Caboose. And you are the best very Caboose, ever. Of all time."
"I am," Caboose agrees. Readily. Happily.
Wash tries to be more mindful, and as the days pass, Caboose becomes more familiar than the memory of Iowa to him, and he calls his teammate by the wrong name less and less and then not at all.
He notices too, while Caboose doesn't stop calling him Church, sometimes Caboose calls him Agent Washingtub too. And then he starts calling him Washington.
Tucker starts to call him Wash. Stops watching him like he's about to snap and kill them.
It's nice.
Unlike the requisition forms.
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fishfingersalad · 6 months
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Suddenly remembered that the triplets, or at least Idaho and Iowa, play dnd together, specifically with Idaho as dm. Like in canon they do that. That's so fun fr.
I think the triplets have a dnd campaign with CT and Wash <3. Their games were probably put on hold after CT and Wash were moved up to the top 10... And then I think the triplets started a new campaign with Sherry's group on the ice planet <3
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euphternal · 19 days
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what should i do?? PLS VOTE !!!
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sixsobbles · 5 months
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I am back RvB fandom.
Freelancer time.
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Watch me tag them all again. I'll post the A.I.s and the other 4 Freelancers I have soon.
My Insta because it has more characters/art on it. Posts every two weeks over there.
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fischiee · 2 months
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wash joining the project and wanting to be called david vs having his identity burned out of him and refusing to accept being called anything but his chosen name anymore
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louis--wifey · 1 year
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✨RANDOM HEADCANONS✨
California has this holder for his glasses
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Louisiana is a witch
Alaska has shoulderish length hair, his hair looks like Sam Winchester's hair
New York loves broadway but will never admit it. If he's alone you know he's belting Hamilton
Massachusetts has these stairs in his house
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Texas has an Australian Shepherd Border Collie mix named Waylon
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Washington practically lives at Hot Topic, listens to 90s grunge, and is still not over the death of Kurt Cobain
Colorado has a Samoyed named Yeti and he likes to take a bunch of pictures of him
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Florida has a vinyl collection, the one's that can't play anymore he will hang on the wall
All of the Midwestern states dip their pizza in ranch
Nevada is transfem
Las Vegas, New Orleans, Miami, Los Angeles, and Nashville were besties but the states are trying to keep them apart because they cause to much trouble when they're together.
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daily-table21 · 25 days
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Video: The Statehouse Voting Special
Status: Public (but a bit hard to find)
Link: The Statehouse Voting Special - YouTube
Date Posted: November 2nd 2020
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lonestarbattleship · 4 months
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A close-up view of the outboard port side propeller of USS MISSOURI (BB-63). She was in dry dock at the Puget Sound Naval Shipyard, Washington.
Photographed by PH1 Bob Lindel, in February 1989.
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RvB Friendship Fray- Round One, Part Two, Poll Twenty-Three
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the-football-chick · 6 months
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The 2023 Conference Championships are in the books
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goalhofer · 2 months
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2024 New York Yankees Roster
Pitchers
#0 Marcus Stroman (Brookhaven, New York)*
#29 Clayton Beeter (North Richland Hills, Texas)**
#30 Luke Weaver (DeLand, Florida)
#35 Clay Holmes (Slocomb, Alabama)
#36 Clarke Schmidt (Acworth, Georgia)
#41 Tommy Kahnle (Colonie, New York)
#43 Jonathan Loáisiga (Managua, Nicaragua)
#45 Gerrit Cole (Orange, California)
#47 Victor González (Ciudad Tuxpan, Mexico)*
#55 Carlos Rodón (Holly Springs, North Carolina)
#56 Lou Trivino (Green Lane, Pennsylvania)
#57 Nick Burdi (Downers Grove Township, Illinois)*
#59 Scott Effross (Twinsburg, Ohio)
#64 Caleb Ferguson (Jefferson Township, Ohio)*
#65 Nestor Cortés; Jr. (Hialeah, Florida)
#71 Ian Hamilton (Vancouver, Washington)
#81 Luis Gil (Azua De Compostella, Dominican Republic)
#87 McKinley Moore (Houston, Texas)*
Catchers
#28 Austin Wells (Las Vegas, Nevada)
#39 Jose Trevino (Corpus Christi, Texas)
Infielders
#11 Anthony Volpe (Watchung, New Jersey)
#19 Jon Berti (Troy, Michigan)*
#25 Gleyber Torres (Santiago De León De Caracas, Venezuela)
#26 D.J. LeMahieu (Bloomfield Charter Township, Michigan)
#48 Anthony Rizzo (Parkland, Florida)
#91 Oswald Peraza (Barquisimeto, Venezuela)
Outfielders
#12 Trent Grisham (North Richland Hills, Texas)*
#14 Jahmai Jones (Peachtree Corners, Georgia)*
#22 Juan Soto; Jr. (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)*
#24 Alex Verdugo (Tucson, Arizona)*
#27 Giancarlo Stanton (Los Angeles, California)
#89 Jasson Domínguez (Esperanza, Dominican Republic)
#95 Oswaldo Cabrera (Gaurenas, Venezuela)
#99 Aaron Judge (San Joaquin County, California)
Coaches
Manager Aaron Boone (Villa Park, California)
Bench coach Brad Ausmus (New Haven, Connecticut)
Hitting coach James Rowson (Mt. Vernon, New York)
Assistant hitting coach Casey Dykes (Franklin, Tennessee)
Assistant hitting coach Pat Roessler (Phoenix, Arizona)
Pitching coach Matt Blake (Concord, New Hampshire)
Assistant pitching coach Desi Druschel (Vinton, Iowa)
Catching coach Tanner Swanson (Cle Elum, Washington)
Bullpen coach Mike Harkey (San Diego, California)
1B/infield coach Travis Chapman (Jacksonville, Florida)
3B/outfield coach Luis Rojas (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)
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january-summers · 6 months
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conversely,
if Wash got a do-over regression time travel, like say, Genkins (s2g I thought this character was made up and his name was Gherkins before i got to the relevant season) in one last ditch effort to 'screw you' to the cast accidentally bumped Washington into a separate timeline (time travel works however I need it to work, shush) where he gets to redo his Freelancer days, and in a misguided attempt to 'save' the triplets starts training them and helping them develop the skills to not be dead last in everything but teamwork:
do you think Wash would accidentally call Iowa 'Caboose'?
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