#BRRRTTT

[nocternalrandomness]

Hawgs comin' in hot

[pinklocksoflove]

"Nothing says get off my property like dual 30 mm GAU-8's pointing at you."

[monterraverde]

//Just went through a whole saga of having to run command prompt shit because my computer just stopped wanting to connect to wifi networks, how're y'all doin'?

[koopageneral]

Teehee!!! New phone bg go brrrttt

[usafphantom2]

BRRRTTT! An F-4 Phantom from RAF's No. 56 Squadron unleashing hell from its SUU-16 20mm gun pod. It is said that F-4's gun pods were notoriously inaccurate and were used mostly as saturation weapons. #avgeeks

@perpetuaosombro via X

[twinsloveco]

Is that a FAWKING BUNNY RABBIT COME BACK!! brrrttt

Mecore

[solid-toed]

Big storm w humidity(tm) makes nigthmsres go BRRRTTT. Tonights special: "I killed two people, and after disposing of the bodies inside a pre dug grave meant for me I must flee! But first Ive got to pack my best outfits into a backpack, because I can be hot AND on the run."

[militarytoday]

The 30mm Cannon (GAU-8) of A-10 Thunderbolt II

[paralleltimelines]

[nocternalrandomness]

A-10 from the 422nd Test and Evaluation Squadron on a strafing run at the Nevada Range

[alittlesimp]

👀 Let's fluster you through thirst asks

Incubus!Ango 😩🔥

I KNOW I KNOW I SAID I WAS GONNA DO THESE SATURDAY BUT I HAVE DO THIS ONE LETS GOOO TIPSY SMUT WRITING

warnings: incubus shit, unprotected uhhhh idk what other:))) vodka got me brrrttt

Incubus!Ango who acts all cool and collected at first, seducing you like he's done hundreds of times before. But when you're eventually bouncing on his cock, he can't help himself from turning into a groaning and moaning mess underneath you. His fingers dig into your hips, slamming you down on him harder. Your energy almost overwhelms him, he's almost ashamed for getting into it this much. After a while he'll decide he's retaking charge. Lips forced into a thin line to keeps his moans from spilling out, he takes a second to compose himself. How did you get him like this? He throws you back onto the bed and flips you around, face red, fucking you into the mattress like a madman. Your muffled moans only rile him up more, his groaning growing louder and louder as he gets closer. Your walls clench around him as he fills you with his cum. Ango pulls out, leaving you breathing heavy on the mattress. He goes to lie down beside you and presses a kiss to your cheek. "Don't think we're done yet."

[reyraccoon]

Sashanne week

Day 1. Swords

The swords clashed against the training dummy.

Training to overthrow a giant newt King that planned to conquer the world wasn’t exactly a teenage dream yet here she was.

Sasha wasn’t sure how long she had to prepare for the inevitable war, or if she could ever be ready for whatever King Andrias was planning to do next, but she really didn’t know what else to do. With uncertainty threatening to throw the teen into a full mental shutdown, Sasha desperately needed to have control over something.

So she trained.

Every thrust and slash gave her a sense of purpose. Her swings felt heavy and made her arms burn. Sweat rolled down her temple and she huffed, her body asking for a water break. Sasha couldn’t afford to stop. If she stopped swinging she would start thinking. If she started thinking, she would remember. She would remember her situation. Her mistakes. Her friends.

Sasha took a second to breathe. She looked down at her swords. She had always wanted to dual wield… for what? To do even more damage? She had done so much damage even before she ever touched a sword-

“Brrrrtttt!” Bessie was nice enough to interrupt Sasha’s angst before it spiralled out of control.

“What is it? Am I overdoing it?” There were more snail noises that made Sasha huff “I have to keep it up. I have to improve, I have to be better.” Bessie tilted her head to the side. “I vowed to be someone better. Someone that deserves-“ Sasha cleared her throat. “Someone good. Why am I explaining myself to a snail?”

“Brrrrt?”

Sasha returned to her swinging at the dummy. “This town now depends on me. I swore to be their protector. I can’t fail them. Like I failed my friends. Like I failed Anne.”

“Brrrt.”

“I am getting therapy from a snail now. Better than Grime that’s for sure at least-“

“BRRRTTT!!”

“Woah, hey it was a compliment- well not really but-“ Bessie kept making loud noises and pointing her head behind Sasha.

Sasha frowned and turned around in a hurry, swords ready.

Then her eyes went wide.

“Anne?” In the distance there she was, standing still, her frog friends close behind. Anne was not only there, she had seen Sasha. Then she was slowly approaching Sasha.

How cruel of the world to not even give her a chance to hide.

“Sasha.” Her voice. It was cold. It was real. She was there. Anne was standing in front of her and Sasha couldn’t move from her fighting stance. The only movement that proved Sasha wasn’t a statue were her trembling hands. Her arms frozen in the air, a tight grip on her swords.

Sasha wasn’t ready.

She wasn’t prepared.

She hadn’t finished writing her apology.

She didn’t have the speech that explained how she was going to be better.

She hadn’t even single-handedly defeated King Andrias and brought Marcy back to life.

How could she face Anne?

What was Sasha supposed to do?!

Anne started to get closer so Sasha closed her eyes flinching back. Whatever Anne was going to do, Sasha was sure she would deserve it. She didn’t know what to expect. Would Anne scream? Push her? Hit her? Curse her out? Tell her how awful she was?

Instead, Sasha felt arms slowly and gently wrapping around her. Sasha was hugged tightly as she felt Anne resting her head on her shoulder. Sasha opened her eyes, incredulous.

Surely Anne was about to supplex her-

“I’m so glad you’re okay.” Anne’s voice was soft. Softer than she deserved. She felt Anne slightly tremble as she sniffled.

Sasha’s swords hit the ground. Her eyes watered as she hugged Anne back. She wasn’t sure if her apologies were said out loud or if she kept repeating “I’m sorry” in her head but as Anne squeezed her tightly she knew, at least, that hope wasn’t lost. She could try and make it better. She would make it better.

For Anne, she would change to a better person.

[usafphantom2]

Catching the BRRRTTT! An incredible view of an A-10 Warthog in action, by Camden Thrasher on IG. #avgeeks #aviation #aviationphotography #aviationlovers #USAF #Warthog

@RealAirPower1 via X

[dondiesel]

Ringer goin' off gotta tell um keep calm #brrrdd #brrrttt 📲🏾💯💪🏾 #dftvmultimedia⛽📺 (at Cheers at The Big Chair) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bn76J1fngVM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1le4yvcekhvjh

[fuckyeahguns-ig]

・・・ #FiftyCalFriday...here's @based_leopard letting it fuckin rip... #fifty #fiftycal #friday #halfinchofhate #goonsup #gunsup #fuckyourrateoffire - powder .#machinegunner#0331#tbt#gunmorning#brrrttt