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Alejandro Velasco. Alex. Alejo. Dove. professor. musician. Inhuman.
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This is an RP blog for Alejandro "Dove" Velasco, a MCU OC character.
Alejandro Velasco. Alex. Alejo. Dove. professor. musician. Inhuman.
carrd. | memes. | TBD.
marc spector in ‘moon knight’ | 1x02 - “summon the suit”
WIRE DROP. For @hightownquccn , @strawberryallergic , and @cucurrucucuxdove
Open to anyone with wire!
send in " come on! open your eyes! " for the sender to try their best to keep the badly wounded receiver awake (and consequently alive) until they can get some medical aid.
alternatively, send in " i'm so... tired... " for the sender to be the one losing consciousness in front of the receiver after sustaining severe injuries that threaten their life.
MOON KNIGHT (2022) "The Friendly Type"
OSCAR ISAAC as Victor Frankenstein in FRANKENSTEIN (2025)
A quiet laugh bubbled forth from Amity, in spite of everything.
❝I asked you first,❞ she quipped, arms crossing over her chest as she watched him approach. A vain attempt to guard herself... Because Dove seemed to have this innate ability to make her feel completely unraveled with just a single glance.
Normally, it wasn't something that concerned her... But right now, when she was desperately trying to hold herself together, even standing this close to him was dangerous.
❝I'm fine, Dove...❞ her voice betrayed her, the soft waver showing she was anything but. ❝I mean, I don't... The pain is fine...❞
She chewed at the inside of her lip as she chanced a glance up at him, tears starting to swim in her bright blue eyes. ❝... Bex got hurt on my watch,❞ she gave a sharp inhale, ❝I was supposed to look after her.❞ The tears she'd been holding back began to spill down her cheeks as she spoke, ❝I was supposed to look after her, and look what happened.❞
" I asked you second, " he shot back. He watched her carefully, reading her body language as she crossed her arms, closing herself off and away from him. It was clear she wasn't going to let him help her. At least with his powers.
His eyes met hers as she began to talk again. He took a step forward. " Hey you couldn't have known- " he began before he registered the tears.
Closing the gap he pulled her to him, arms enveloping her. " Hey, hey, " he said, a hand going to her cheek. " It's okay. Everything is going to be okay. You got her back. She's safe. She's going to be fine. Bucky and Sharon have her upstairs and will be able to take care of her. You did that. You got her here. That's what matters , " he murmured gently and reassuringly.
Once she had handed Bex over to Bucky, Amity took a step back to give them space. This was her fault... And though Bucky may not have said it outright, it was more than clear how he felt.
Chewing at the inside of her lip, she watched as Dove carefully placed his hands on Bex, his tone gentle as he began trying to take her pain away.
The entire time he was working, he continued to coach the young girl through it, and Amity couldn't help the swell of affection she felt for him. He was doing everything he could to help her niece in that moment, and she was very appreciative of that... But as her gaze fell onto the sweat beginning to build along Dove's temples, worry began to gnaw at her gut. The last thing she wanted was two people she cared about to be in pain.
She didn't realize she'd been holding her breath until she heard Dove's gasp, prompting her to give a soft exhale in kind.
Bright blue eyes watched as Bucky guided Bex gently into the elevator, but the blonde super soldier continued to keep her distance. Truthfully, she wasn't quite ready to face Sharon just yet... So she was going to give them some time to get Bex on the mend before she went up to check on everyone.
Amity managed to keep herself relatively composed as the elevator doors came to a close. But once they were shut, she visibly deflated. The injuries she had been ignoring began to make themselves known once more, and she made a frustrated noise.
Her lower lip was throbbing, split from a blow to the face, a steady trail of blood beginning to dry at her chin. And her black t-shirt was torn where a blade had sliced a clean cut against her side, the fabric darkened with more of her blood. It wasn't deep, but it still hurt like a bitch. But Bex had gotten injured on her watch, so maybe this pain was what she deserved.
Just a few moments ago she had been determined not to look at Dove, worried those dark eyes would have her breaking. But her concern for him and his wellbeing was winning out over everything else...
Finally shifting her gaze to look over at him, her brows knit together in concern, ❝Are you okay?❞ Her voice was uncharacteristically quiet as she kept her eyes on him, taking one step closer, and then another.
@cucurrucucuxdove .
Dove turned around to watch as the two made their way slowly into the elevator. He gave a small nod in response to Bucky's before watching the doors close. Then he took a moment.
Eyes slid closed as he took a few long, slow breathes. The heartbeat raging in his ears from all the adrenaline began to calm. Better. It still smarted a bit but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. He almost startled when he heard Amity speak behind him. She'd been so quiet and he'd been concentrating on Bex and his own recovery he'd almost forgotten she was there.
Turning around his eyes took her; her lip, her face, her side. " Are you okay? " he echoed. Now that things had quieted in the garage it was easy to see she was in pretty rough shape as well. Walking over slowly he stopped in front of her.
He could feel the pain radiating off of her. " Can I help you ? "
@cartersgirls & @cucurrucucuxdove || plotted starter .
It was supposed to be a low stakes mission.
Sharon and Bucky had trusted Amity to watch Bex. They had trusted her, and now Bex had gotten hurt.
Most of it was a blur... What she did remember, was her niece getting kicked halfway across the room, and a sickening crack reaching her ears when she collided with the concrete wall. Then there was the gunshot, Bex crying out in pain, and Amity saw red.
They were the only ones who left that room alive.
When she had assessed Bex's injuries, Amity had been determined to stay a strong and steady presence for the younger girl. Schooling herself, she went into the situation calm, methodical... Logical. Because if she even for one second let herself get emotional, she knew she wouldn't have been able to keep it together.
With her arm firmly about Bex's waist, they had reached the car without any further encounters. After stabilizing her broken arm, and applying pressure to the bullet wound, they were speeding off down the road.
The second they were on their way back to the Watchtower, Amity had called Sharon to inform her of what had happened. It had been a 20 minute ride to the mission site. They made it back to the tower in 10.
Peeling into the underground parking garage, Amity pulled up right next to the elevator. She was out of the car before it had even fully stopped running, driver's side door slamming shut with enough force that it was almost certainly damaged now. She didn't care.
Moving around the vehicle, she wrenched the passenger side door open, immediately helping Bex out of the vehicle and to the elevators. Bucky and Dove were there waiting for them.
❝She's in a lot of pain, but she's stable.❞ The petite blonde could feel the tension radiating off of the other super soldier, could see the angry clench of his jaw, but also the look of intense concern in those stormy eyes.
Focusing on that quiet fury was so much easier than chancing a glance at Dove. Amity's composure was already basically in tatters... One look into those dark eyes and she would break. She knew it.
Bucky immediately moved to take Amity's place, and she quietly stepped aside to allow him room. ❝I've got her,❞ his voice was firm, a definite edge to it that he couldn't hide.
Slipping an arm carefully about Bex's waist, he paid extra attention to not jostle her further... The last thing he wanted to do was to cause her more pain. And although it had been clear from the moment he'd seen the two of them approach that Amity hadn't made it out unscathed either, she was not his priority right now...
It didn't matter that Bex was from a different timeline, she was still his daughter. And she was injured. ❝C'mon, let's go and get you fixed up, alright?❞ his tone was softer as he gently led the young girl over to stand in front of the elevator doors, a sideways glance confirming that Amity had just reached to push the 'up' button.
Once they made sure Bex was alright, he was going to finding out exactly what the hell had happened... But only once she was looked after, and not one second sooner.
No one was supposed to be there, in the path the two had taken on Amity's mission. After immense begging of her Aunt and this earth's versions of her parental figures Bex had FINALLY managed to get them to agree to her going on the mission since it was supposed to be a quick and easy in and out.
Boy how wrong they all had been.
Dove and Bucky began approaching the vehicle as soon as it made it into the garage. He knew why Bucky was there. His, well for lack of a better word, 'daughter' was coming in hot and injured with Amita. Dove hadn't been sure if he should wait upstairs with Sharon and Ellie and wait to offer his services then or go down with Bucky.
In truth he was pretty sure going down with Bucky was the better idea as he could feel how wound up the guy was and he hadn't even seen the damage yet to the girl. Walking over he took the free side of the girl, glancing at Amity over her shoulder where she now stood behind them as Bucky angrily nearly punched the up button. He heard her quiet confession to the other man. " It hurts. "
This is where he could help. Moving on front of the two he gave Bucky a small look, hoping he'd comprehend he was there to help. " Bex ," he said gently. " Mírame. Just for a second I need you to look at me. Focus on me. " he said. Very gently he raised his hands to her shoulder, still making eye contact and got to work.
He felt it. The pain coursing through her. It was more than he'd thought for a bullet wound. Then he felt it. Her arm. He moved one of his hands lower to just rest on the outside of her elbow. "Buena chica, just like that," he said, not breaking eye contact. "You're doing so well kiddo." He continued to try and pull the pain away, slowly sending some calm towards her as well. It was a lot for him to take in as he stood there. Already he could feel sweat building at his temples.
The elevator sounded behind him but he ignored it for the moment. "Just a little more. C'mon stay with me for another few seconds. I promise it'll feel better."
He gave a gasp as he finished, making sure to take a few steps to the side so Bucky could guide her safely into the now arrived elevator. Pain was always the hardest one to deal with.
WIRE DROP. Pepper Potts, Sharon Carter, and Dove.
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WIRE DROP. Pepper Potts, Sharon Carter, and Dove.
Oscar Isaac and Jessica Chastain
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@cucurrucucuxdove sent : [ WATCH ] for muses to cuddle on a couch while watching tv and one of them begins to finger the other but stops every time they make too much noise.
The serum coursing through Amity's veins usually had her running hot.
When she was in the seclusion of her room, it wasn't at all uncommon for her to do most things in either very short shorts, or even just her underwear. Today, as she was cuddled against Dove watching a movie, it was the latter.
Sitting with her calves draped over his lap, the petite blonde had one arm along the back of the couch, her fingers making lazy trails through his dark curls. And while her gaze may have been on the television screen, her attention wasn't focused there.
Truth be told, the second the heat of Dove's palm had settled against the inside of her thigh, Amity forgot all about the movie. And the same must have gone for Dove, too, because his hand soon made it's way higher, slipping further inwards until his fingers were pushing the fabric of her panties aside.
She hadn't realized she was holding her breath until those fingers teased past her folds and slipped inside her.
A sharp gasp left her, dark brows furrowing in pleasure as he began to work his fingers within her in a steady yet torturous rhythm. Locking eyes with him, she rocked her hips eagerly down against his hand. The movement forced his fingers deeper, and in doing so, pulled a loud, desperate moan from the blonde.
Dove's steady rhythm immediately halted.
Oh, so this was how it was going to be?
Amity's lower lip pushed out into an overdramatic pout, giving an impatient shift against his hand. ❝That's just mean,❞ she whined.
It was a pattern what Dove found himself doing in the Tower. When Bob was left behind from a mission, he'd hunker down in the main room with the guy and his guitar; a distraction while they waited for the team to return.
But when no missions were going on, he'd either be found reading in his room ( sometimes the main room if he was feeling a bit lonely ) or else in Amity's room. Today they were watching some classic Dove had thrown on at random.
Together on their couch he was enjoying the feeling of her fingers in his hair as he paid half attention to the screen. He was like a cat, enjoying the attention. Lazily his hand landed on her thigh, resting just on the inside as they watched. It wasn't long before he began to have other ideas of their peaceful time together, his hand slipping closer to her panties, gauging her reaction before he began to toy with her.
Fingers slid over her as he pretended to pay attention to the screen. Feeling her slick, a finger slid in followed by another. Dove fought to keep his face schooled as he heard her sharp gasp. He continued to work at her, keeping a steady pace. Listening to her reactions he managed to wring out of her. She began to work with him, rocking her hips as he continued his pace.
Eyes met and he couldn't help the small smirk that crossed his face, clearly pleased with himself. When she moaned he immediately stopped. It was a game he liked to play sometimes; see how quiet she could stay should something happen somewhere else. Practice made perfect after all.
" So's making those noises without me, " he shot back with a grin. He loved to rile her up. The hand on her moved to hold her in place against the couch, as if silently telling her to stop.
@shesnipes asked: 😳 (when they're not together yet I beg 🙏) Send 😳 to walk in on my muse getting changed! | ACCEPTING.
Though people had their own mini-apartments there tended to be a severe lack of knocking in the Tower. People tended to come waltzing in unannounced at all hours of the day. It was so normal to Dove that he wasn't surprised when he heard footsteps entering his room. He tended to leave his door open as closing it never seemed to deter anyone. Dove'd assumed it was Bob at first but the steps were too light so maybe Yelena who always had something crazy up her sleeve.
Towel around his shoulders he was rummaging in his dresser looking for a shirt to go with the trousers he'd thrown on the bed. "Hey, what do yo- OH," he said as he turned around and spotted Amity. The t-shirt in hand he quickly lowered it to cover himself. Even though he had on his boxer briefs he felt even more underdressed in the current situation.
"Uh, Amity," he said finally after a few moments of awkward silence had passed, still turned slightly away from her. Lifting his shirt he quickly pulled it on. He took a small step towards the bed and tugged his jeans off it. "What brings you-uh, here?" his final word accented as he pulled his jeans up over one of his legs, stepping into the other pant leg quickly.
OSCAR ISAAC as Dante Alighieri In the Hand of Dante
Annihilation (2018)
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