#snowpiercer

[nastier-underhand]

Who I was, how I got here... I don't think I was worth saving

-Asha

[sewer-rat-number-7]

Snowpiercer S4 E01

Officially in uncharted territory - havent seen any of this

whats with the wreakage fellas? IG ben and audrey teamin up outside is fun and whimsical

OMINOUS ASS SIGN WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE?????

they have guns yo i wouldnt be running

omg new eden wowie guys they goat goats and buildings and shit this looks like a settlement in north canada ;-; weeeee

guys im so excited for new content :D

happy winnie!!!!!!!

laytons goofy poly family okay

ice woman josie <3 she is still such a goate character

i LOVE IT. Ruth as MAYOR. YES BABYGIRL YOUR CALLING.

drunk oz and mean boki ? somethings dont change. Also OZ THIS IS NOT THE PARADISE WE WERE PROMISED????? YOU BETRAY YOURELF FOR NOTHING, MARRY A SOCIOPATH AND YOURE SHOCKED LIFE ISNT PEACHY??????????

Oz you piss me off, I was this close to being on ur side.

Ruthie 'councilor of new eden' Wardell <3

Lol alex dicking around on responsibilities icon

council meeting -> immediately start gambling and drinking. Awesome, I see were still shockingly on the nose about how close to reality were getting

what is this Alex's radiation poisoning arc?

Ofc Oz moved fuck knows where. Schizo Oz hearing voices tat's genuinely just a tent in the middle of nowhere this man had to hike to work.

Hi Josie :3

Not the haedwood boots in a glass case lmao

sorry folks i am so lost with the plot i am just happy to see all the fellas!

imagine the confusion of hearing fucking chopper blades up in the middle of the mountains after the apocalypse bruh

WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT IS AUDREY DOING HERE?????????????

what does Oz know about everyone on snowpiercer GUYS i am CONFUSED

LJ is straight haunting Oz lmao

WHAT HAPENED OT ROCHE

lmao they took his daughter again that's fun. every fuckin time

headwood knows about this fella? who is this fella? wat;s happening

zara is about to get ger ass thrown off a cliff ope

oh ^ i was right damn

ohhhhh she got a lung puncture </3 ope

Josie you get to be mum to two kids now ruhroh

Strong start, one dead lady. wop.

sorry so these weird rat folks have hijacked snowpiercer?

oh great the fucking military.

Yeah just whatever with this plot huh. Just do fuckin something. Have fun, good luck, here's a blender for your tropes and shit. What is HAPPENING???

[does-this-character-have-bush]

Minister Mason from Snowpiercer (2013)

does Minister Mason from Snowpiercer (2013) shave/wax bush?

yes

no

sometimes

Remaining time: 6 days 4 hours

[reallyprofoundkryptonite]

late to pride month again but oh well it’s pride month all year for Joseph (in more ways than one)

[abyssalglitchwarden]

Rowan Blanchard as Alex Cavill, Snowpiercer, Season 4

[reallyprofoundkryptonite]

the difference between Snowpiercer and Big Alice’s control schemes is really interesting to me for the simple fact that Alice’s control panel being smacked onto a marble countertop that looks ripped out of an RV makes it very apparent that she she was just thrown together as quickly as possible as the prototype model of Snowpiercer herself.

[callalillywrites]

Right Where You Belong - Curtis Everett

Pairing: Curtis Everett x F!Reader

Word Count: 983

Summary: Curtis has been in denial of his feelings for you. Tonight might be just the night to change all that.

Warnings: none

A/N: This is based on a writing prompt I found (and from a list of prompts I've collected. The prompt: "Are you jealous?"

Curtis Everett Masterlist | Character Masterlist

"Hey, man, are you jealous," Edgar nodded toward you and the guy shamelessly flirting with you, "of that loser?"

Curtis didn't reply. Though, his hold tightened until his knuckles cracked. The bottle of beer he'd been nursing for the past half-hour made an eerie sound.

"Oh, come on. You know our girl isn't interested in that guy. She never is. Only has eyes for one man, and he's turning out to be too stupid to notice or do anything about it." Edgar glared at Curtis as if to emphasize his point, but Curtis pointedly ignored him.

Your friendship with them had been born of necessity. Running away from your crappy family, you turned to the first group of people who seemed most welcoming. Well, as welcoming as any group of rough and tumble bikers could be.

"You should just tell her, man, before you go crazy," Edgar said, uncaring that Curtis had yet to confirm or deny the allegations. "You know she won't remain on the market long if you don't step up. If not you, it'll be some d-bag who doesn't deserve her. You want that for her?"

No, he didn't, but he couldn't say that out loud. He couldn't admit that he wanted you, wanted the softness only you made him feel. He'd give anything to believe he deserved to call you his own. But he knew what he was, what he'd done. No way you needed such darkness in your life, not when you were such a beacon of light. Especially to him.

But the very thought of some other guy claiming you was enough to have the bottle he still gripped shattering from the pressure.

Edgar groaned as beer splattered over them both.

"What happened here?" you asked, sipping at your new drink. Something sweet and fruit-filled, just like you were. "You need another, broody bear?"

Curtis shook his head. "Nah, I'm good."

"He better be," Edgar grumbled beside Curtis, still trying to clean up the beer soaking his shirt. His gaze eventually flicked to you as he growled, "Will you get him home? He's been in a foul mood since we got here."

Curtis grunted at that, but he didn't come right out and deny it. He couldn't. Not when Edgar had a point.

"What's wrong with my broody bear, hmm?" You brought your hand up to run your short nails over his buzz cut. It never failed to bring a small smile to your lips, his short hairs tickling your fingertips. "Anything I can do to make your night a little better?"

"There's a lot you could do to make his night better," Edgar again grumbled.

When your brows furrowed, Curtis elbowed Edgar in the side and shot the younger man a warning glare. It had little affect as Edgar glared right back at him.

Shoving his chair back, Edgar pushed to his feet. "I'm outta here, man. Get your shit together and maybe grow a pair. Sometimes biding your time makes you a fool."

Curtis allowed Edgar the punch he landed on Curtis's shoulder. Sure, he probably should've reminded the younger man who ran their outfit, but he also knew Edgar offered up some valuable wisdom. Curtis just didn't know if he act upon it. Even as you stood next to him, still wearing a confused expression, he couldn't bring himself to do more than pull out the chair closest to him, offering you a seat.

You took it with a soft smile, mumbling around your straw, "Thanks."

Curtis couldn't help watching you out of the corner of his eye as you two fell into a natural, easy silence. It'd been like this since almost the beginning. If anything, you seemed to take comfort in his presence as though he'd protect you from anything. He would, but you seemed to know it before he ever had to prove it. Prove it, he has.

After you finished your drink, you swirled your straw around the empty glass. Your brows pinched harshly as you finally asked, "Wanna tell me what Edgar was talking about? He seemed really fired up at you about something."

While he could typically get away without saying anything if he wanted, his superpower failed every time around you.

Scratching his beard, he opened his mouth to tell you what little he could get away with.

Words never came out though as the same d-bag from earlier spotted you and loudly shouted, "There you are, sweet cheeks. I wondered where you got off to. Never got to officially shoot my shot."

Curtis caught the way you sneaked a peek at him before turning towards the d-bag. Your smile didn't quite reach your eyes, but you seemed somewhat receptive.

An angry heat coursed through him as the d-bag went to put his hands on you. Respectable places, but still on you when he had no right. You hadn't given it to the d-bag, and Curtis would be damned if you gave those rights the guy after the fact, either.

Scrapping his chair back, he shoved to his feet and hauled you out of your seat.

"Curtis, what are—"

You let out a shriek of surprise as Curtis swept you over his shoulder while glaring at the d-bag who stood back with his hands up.

"Mine," Curtis growled and turned to leave the bar with you.

His entire focus was on getting you out there and back to his place. The night wouldn't end without you knowing exactly how much he desired you, loved you. It would be a night you wouldn't soon forget as he laid his ultimate claim on you: mind, body, and soul.

He never saw you reach out to the d-bag, slipping the guy a fifty-dollar bill. Payment for getting Curtis to finally realize where you belonged, right at his side. The same realization you'd had practically since the day you met him.

[reallyprofoundkryptonite]

writing Joseph’s dialogue has become so much easier once i remembered “yeah throw in big words and make sure he never shuts his yap” and it works 99% of the time