I CANNOT stress enough that in the Spy Kids films, Danny Trejo is literally playing his titular character from the Machete movies, who happens to be the kids’ uncle, because the movies have the same director
I think it’s important to make clear that Robert Rodriguez, the director, says that Spy Kids and Machete are alternate universe versions of each other , while Danny Trejo, the actor, says that what happens in Machete is just what he does when he’s not hanging out with the kids
“so, you got any plans this weekend?” your coworker baits you with mischief in his eyes. bound by the shackles of office etiquette, you force yourself to fall for it.
“nothing much, unless sleeping and restarting the same show for the tenth time count.” you hardly look up from your 25 open tabs.
he forces a laugh, and you hold in a sigh. “well, as exciting as that sounds, how ‘bout i raise you something better? i’ve got two tickets to that metal show on saturday, and i was hoping we could—”
heavy footsteps and an eerie hush.
your only warning of what’s to come.
the blonde to your right has seemingly forgotten your existence. right now, he’s focused on much bigger things. “h-hey, chairman ao!” he stutters. “how are you today?”
bristling, you turn around slowly. there’s no way this is happening again.
narrowed amber eyes. a flat, indifferent facade that you see right through.
it’s happening again.
staring right at you, valko taps the wall of your cubicle, checking his watch in feigned urgency. “i need to see you in my office. bring the fiscal reports we were looking at last time.”
muscle memory works your lips into a courteous smile. “yes, sir.”
he nods and retreats to his office—the kind of lair only a chairman could have—as you grab your pre-prepared stack of papers and smooth down your pencil skirt. before you follow your boss, you call over your shoulder to your stricken colleague: “hold that thought, david. Sorry!”
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the biggest room at eoncore tech is no less ostentatious than the first time.
valko sits on his sleek wooden desk, wearing a troubled yet expectant look. as soon as the door closes, you fold your arms in front of him.
“don’t look at me like that,” he grumbles.
“like what?” you ask dryly. as you toss your stack of papers onto his desk, they scatter to reveal the contents: some spare handouts from six months ago, a few sheets that house all your doodles, and literally, some blank sheets of printer paper.
not a report to be found.
you work in the design department, for god’s sake.
“he was all over you, right in front of me! i mean, what kinda guy does that?” valko huffs.
“my team works on the opposite side of this floor, koko. it’s not his fault you have super-hearing.”
he scoffs and folds his arms over his chest. “whose fault is it that he kept bothering my girlfriend?”
“a secret relationship doesn’t work if one party has no interest in keeping it a secret.”
he’s exasperated, like the distance is killing him. “why don't you just become my assistant? that way, you could move into this office with me. it’s roomy in here.”
“that’s a great idea!” you gasp. “or, i could become chairwoman, and you could be my assistant.”
his eyes light up, glittering gold. “that works, too. i can ask around and see what it’d take to get you the jo—”
“i was kidding.”
within a millisecond, his tan ears match the shade of his hair. “uh, yeah. i knew that.”
a long sigh escapes you as you shake your head and smile at him. “look, you’re not entirely wrong. it is annoying being hit on while i’m just trying to do my job, and it is nice having you to come rescue me. it’s just a little too obvious sometimes, and that makes me nervous. how about we come up with some kind of signal you can use to pull me away when you need to?”
he doesn’t even blink. “when someone gets too close to you, i pull the fire alarm.”
“no.”
“when someone gets too close to you, i distract them with a question.”
“better. let’s roll with that one for now.” finally, you uncross your arms and clear your throat. “am i excused, sir?”
slowly, he looks you up and down, eyes zeroing in on your exposed neck. “keep calling me that, and you won’t be.”
“i’m taking that as a yes,” you drawl, rolling your eyes as you turn to leave. “and valko?” you rest your hand on the door handle. “if you ever think about remodeling, you should invest in your privacy. with all these glass windows, i can’t kiss you when you’re pouting.”
LADS men x MC/Reader SMAU
You accidentally sent a picture of you wearing your newly bought lingerie after coming home from a night out drinking. Safe to say, their reactions had you wishing to be buried 6ft underground.
Tags: slightly suggestive *wink wink*, non-established relationship (yet ehe) (still bad at this)
Disclaimer: Photos are not mine and will be linked down below ;D
Second and final part of the Valko's rescue comic! ✨️❄️🐠🐦⬛🍎🐺🌸
I know our fight is not over but I couldn't stop to thinking to finish this. Whatever the results we will fight until the very end! And if you my wolfy not come home, I will from now take you for my team. ♥️
Welcome home Valko! You are loved so much from us.
For my followers, Im really sorry this comic is a little longer than others I made. Hope all of you like♥️
It was really fun to draw all of them in battle suits 🥰♥️
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