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It’s been five years, it’s time to make this an archive. The Becket Boys will return eventually as a sideblog to @playerentity
Your Muse finds mine on the ground in a puddle of blood and a terrible wound in their side. What does your Muse do?
Paparazzi photo of Tony Stark and Yancy Becket.
thebeckettriplets replied to your post: i really wanna do that hades and ph. au
[ I’LL BE YOUR HUCKLEBERRY ]
[leAPS INTO ARMS]
HUG ME BROTHA! -CLINGS-
The dark haired male leaned in a tad with interest. How could have he not heard of this? Then again, some data could be hidden from him and it would not be the first time it had happened. But it was always exciting to learn knew things.
“That is incredibly intriguing. I’m just surprised I haven’t heard of you three yet then.”
"At the risk of sounding vain, I am too..." he quirks a brow. "The brass boasts about having us in their shatterdome... especially my brother Yancy." he nods. "He is quite the legend..." he smiles. "Granted our home Shatterdome is Anchorage.... we spend a lot of time here in Hong Kong."
Babe… -He murmurs and wraps his arms around the other.- Who’s ass do I gotta kick hm?
You have to kick a lot of butts. Like five… [curls into]
Ah five is nothin', but I'll kick some ass if anyone upsets my awesome boyfriend. -He kisses the top of his head.-
The word 'monster' was the last thing to make it out of the person's mouth before the well aimed fist of one Stacker Becket seemingly came flying out of nowhere. But it didn't stop with just one punch, it turned into an all out beat down. Stacker just saw red. No one called Killian anything negative. Ever.
Your character overhears someone calling mine 'a monster', what does your character do?
Killian was about to spit out a retort when—much to his surprise—Stacker came out of nowhere and proceeded to beat the tar out of the man that had insulted the journalist. “Stacker?” he cried out, attempting to get the others attention before the beating went to far. “Stacker, stop.” His voice rang loud and clear; authority crackling through it like electricity.
Killian’s eyes trailed over Stacker’s features, assessing the damage. It could have been worse, he supposed. His mouth twisted into a grimace of pity and he traced his hand over the others cheek. “Breathe, baby, breathe…” He could tell that the other was beginning to panic; he’d never seen the other so angry, and now Stacker looked very much like a confused and upset puppy. The turbulent emotions must have been causing serious strife within the pilot.
He jumps a bit at the hand on his cheek, eyes fluttering and tears falling, some cutting through blood on his face. "Fuck..." he breathes out and took in a deep, gasping breath. "Oh god I'm losing control of myself... no... no no.... shit" he brings his hands down to cover his face. "I'm going to have to submit to a psychological evaluation... I'm going to be put under probation...." Stacker shakes his head.
have you ever had this one person
and even though you both multiship
any time you see them and/or their character doing anything even remotely flirty with anyone else you just
The word 'monster' was the last thing to make it out of the person's mouth before the well aimed fist of one Stacker Becket seemingly came flying out of nowhere. But it didn't stop with just one punch, it turned into an all out beat down. Stacker just saw red. No one called Killian anything negative. Ever.
Your character overhears someone calling mine 'a monster', what does your character do?
Killian was about to spit out a retort when—much to his surprise—Stacker came out of nowhere and proceeded to beat the tar out of the man that had insulted the journalist. “Stacker?” he cried out, attempting to get the others attention before the beating went to far. “Stacker, stop.” His voice rang loud and clear; authority crackling through it like electricity.
He didn’t spare a single thought for the man on the floor and instead focused on the fleeing figure, moving swiftly to walk after him. “Stacker, Stacker! Hey…” He places a hand on the man’s shoulder, having finally caught up with him. “I— Why? Why did you start hitting that guy? I’m not saying he didn’t deserve it, I just..” He huffed softly. “I want to know why. I took you to be the diplomatic type, not the ‘beat the bloody shit out of him’ type.”
When his shoulder his touched, he whips around, much in the same fashion his namesake had done once to his father and he raises his hand up, blood running down the hand with busted knuckles and down his face. "I... I just saw red... I... fuck...." he whimpers. "I..." he looks around confused and frantic. You see Killian was changing the young pilot, making him face years of repressed emotions. Now it was all bubbling to the surface.
"I'd totally fuck you"
[falls off chair]
"Oh wait... I already do." he chuckles.
[Pick Your Poison - Stacker] What do you call a sick eagle? An illeagle.
"...... that look tells me I wasn't funny at all..." he looks down.
Pick your poison...
scroll over one and do what it tells you—
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The word 'monster' was the last thing to make it out of the person's mouth before the well aimed fist of one Stacker Becket seemingly came flying out of nowhere. But it didn't stop with just one punch, it turned into an all out beat down. Stacker just saw red. No one called Killian anything negative. Ever.
Your character overhears someone calling mine 'a monster', what does your character do?
Killian was about to spit out a retort when—much to his surprise—Stacker came out of nowhere and proceeded to beat the tar out of the man that had insulted the journalist. “Stacker?” he cried out, attempting to get the others attention before the beating went to far. “Stacker, stop.” His voice rang loud and clear; authority crackling through it like electricity.
Blows were exchanged, aka the poor bastard was trying to defend himself, and a crack hits the air as Stacker's nose is clipped. He kept on pummeling though. Right when the journalist's voice pierced the static and chaos of his rage fueled mind, his fist stops barely and inch from the other's face. He turns to look Killian. Anger and fury washed away by shame and he released the other guy, who slumps to the floor. That's when he turns on a heel and quickly walks away,
[whines]
I hate people. Mean and scary people. People no.
Babe... -He murmurs and wraps his arms around the other.- Who's ass do I gotta kick hm?
“That’s—…cool.” Al says with a grin.
Trying not to look so amused by the look Chuck gave his brother. Looking back to his tray when they announced they had to leave. Feeling oddly out of place once more. “Same to you as well, Yancy,” offering a small wave before turning his attention to his tray and Stacker.
Struggling for words as he fumbling a bit with his food. ”So…all…erm-all three of you are pilots?”
"Yes, we are..." he nods. "All three of us pilot solo... we're... special." he says quietly. "But we do have a Jaeger we pilot together." he nods. "I'm sure you've seen him, he's massive." he nods a bit. Stacker picks up a piece of cornbread and nibbles on it.
"Yancy was actually the youngest ranger to become a pilot and pilot solo...." he nods.
-And cue Chuck busting a door down.- NEWT?!
[falls over] [lays on the floor whining]
-Chuck quickly moves to his boyfriend's side and crouches, hands gently resting on him.- Babe, babe whats wrong?