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[funkervogt]

Im not good at project zomboid at all but heres my girl her name is Tiffany Grace and she loves her life so much

[blackflash9]

As a veteran, I want to celebrate Veterans Day by giving a proper 'f-you' to all the stupid American citizens who decided last week that the very freedom and democracy I and many others fought and sacrificed for them to have just wasn't worth it that day.

[here-comes-the-moose]

When I’m writing my Modern AU but then try to figure out and calculate how the life I gave the Batch is financially possible:

[arsnof]

Got a great idea for a show about this middle school paintball league coach and his team of underdogs. They're on their way to the championships when the rival team's RV appears out of nowhere and runs our heroes' minivan into the wrong exit. After a tense chase, both teams are lost and must stay in a town no bigger than a motel, gas station, and trailer park (this is before cellphones).

After a bad night's sleep, trouble starts at the continental breakfast buffet and spills out into the street, turning into full-scale paintball war and the residents of the town are caught in the middle.

I call it Transformers Generation 1

[shroudandsands]

Prompt #6: Halcyon

You can’t tell where it went wrong. How did a simple escort go wrong? How did you screw this up? It was supposed to be easy. You clutch the bow in your hand as you hide behind the carriage.

Your old friend falls in beside you as a bolt of void-lightning spears past them. You free a hand to clasp their shoulder, to ground them for a moment as you both look at each other with the same mix of fear. No words to exchange, of course, the moment is far too short for that. Instead they grip their axe. You nod at them. And you throw yourself out from behind cover. You loose an arrow into the shoulder of one of the summoners. A bolt of fire from one of the voidsent is sent wide by the sturdy metal of the axe. You slip under its wide arc to sink another broadhead into the chest of that same summoner in vain hopes it will curb the tide of monsters that flood the small pass. You hear the sizzle of lightning behind you, the scent of flesh held in flame for too long, and you can only give it a passing glance as the hands around that axe begin to sear into its handle. You can’t look them in the face. You nock the smaller bodkin arrows as you loose them into imp, hound, and what seems like a half-failed summoning of a deepeye. They strike true, they strike well- But you know it’s little more than a moment’s breath of success before you’ll be surrounded. You duck as you hear the axe swing wide around you once more. A bolt of lightning vaporizes one of the voidsent you’d shot. The taste of ozone in your mouth holds back your scream. Your arms, your fingers, the entirety of your body keeps its motion- your last broadhead, bloodied from the body you’d ripped it from, nock and point it as you can barely keep your heart from stopping at the sight of it. You hear the axe hit stone. The gargoyle is massive. Its greying skin and blackened eyes worse than the stories you’ve heard told about them. You’re not even certain the arrow you’re holding will do anything to it. Didn’t that one hunter you met tell you that only magic could hurt them? Or was it that you had to kill their summoner? You’d already shot one, yes, but there could be more and you needed to spot them it was your only chance- There’s an axe in its mouth. Your whole world spirals down into a single point. You scream as your world rocks hard. You’re thrown off your feet, your bow thudding into the dirt too many fulms away. You clutch at your chest. You can’t crawl. You can’t roll. You’re still clutching the arrow in your fist. The metal bites into your flesh. It keeps you awake. You can still only see the axe. And then wings of paradise.

“Get him up!” Comes the call of a commander, a veteran, a voice you’re sure you’ve heard once before. “I’ll round up the voidsent, you take out their casters!” You’re not sure if she’s talking to you. But then another voice is, for certain, as those same wings you thought you’d hallucinated in throes of death spin down to shield your eyes. They scream with elemental rage as you can barely make out the bodies falling to their onslaught. “They are alive-” Your eyes snap open to meet the gaze of a Raen. Her hand on your chest keeps you down. Her magicks bleeding from her like sunlight into your wounds. You clutch the broadhead. Your hand’s wounds reopen. “You will stay under bough. Fly true with which winds will point-” She slaps your bow into your hand in the moment of seeming calm on the battlefield. You manage to look up long enough to see the other; a woman in a white coat and a blade of gleaming silver throwing herself into the midst of all those monsters without a second thought. She’s winning. You grip your bow. You can still see the axe.

The steel of the arrow gleams with your blood and someone else’s. There’s no way it will do anything to the gargoyle. There’s no way it will give as much pain as you have rage. But you’re on your feet. You’re pulling back on the string. Those wings of paradise circle you. They line up with your bow. Magic bursts from them around you, around your arrow, and for a moment you feel as if you can see every second passing. For a moment you feel as if you bear an angel’s blessing. She nods at you. You loose the bolt of light from your bow. It rages, unfocused and bright, like the Destroyer’s own star. And with every onze of your fury it burns away at the dark. A divine wind to carry it. You can’t breathe. The wind from your chest.

You watch as a lone hand picks up the axe. It glints in the afterglow. You don’t look at their face. They nod at you. And you loose another arrow. Another bolt of light.

This will be the first of so many. You will always remember.

[spliqi]

i absolutely adore passages like this that show us tsujimura from an outside perspective. we see her first person internal struggles and ayatsuji picking on her so much that it’s easy to forget how capable and respected she actually is

[awkwardexxodus]

lately ive been thinking about percy looking more like sally nowadays not like physically but in the way that he has this deep always there exhausted look that just mirrors what she looked like in his eyes growing up. yeah. i hate it

[vaperarmand]

i think personally if you made it through the month and a half that i was obsessively liveblogging showtime's masters of sex you can make it through anything on this blog

[redwylde]

Having a normal one about Knuckles and Shadow today 😔

One day I'm gonna wake up and they're gonna realise how interesting and compatible their dynamic is. Quit the unceremonious elimination of Knuckles so Shadow can get to Sonic quicker, USE HIM.

Use the similarities in their devotion to their duty, their competitiveness, mixing Knuckles' explosive but tempered willpower with Shadow's calculated but unrelenting drive, the mutual respect for one another, the acknowledgement that they are both unique in their origins and have taken up an incredibly burdensome mantle.

However it takes shape, I'm begging them to use it more. Stop wiping out the guy who punched Sonic out of his Super state with a single flick of the wrist.

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Helping Hands Service - Veterans Moving America

Welcome to Veterans Moving America - the most trusted and reliable veterans-owned moving company in Dallas and Fort Worth! Our team of experienced veterans is dedicated to providing top-notch moving services to help make your move as stress-free and efficient as possible. Dallas Movers are offering a labor-only service that is perfect for anyone needing help like Loading or unloading a truck, POD, or using an extra set of helping hands, etc.

[thatgoddamngingerundercut]

Taehyung goddamn???

[hamable]

They wanna make new PJO fans think Grover is the traitor sooooooo bad

[dolores-slay]

An aspect of the astarion ascension discourse, that I am putting into a jar and studying, is many discoursers have that whole 'revenge is bad? What are you, christian???' be gay do crimes teehee attitude combined with a deep need to have things they like be morally justified, so are now recoding the world's most obvious metaphor for the cyclical nature of abuse as a be gay do crime boyboss taking back agency empowrring tale and are either ignoring the whole living sacrifice thing or saying 'well it would be dangerous having vampire spawn running around!' (and what about all the other sacrifices including children taken away from people very clearly inspired by the Romani whom their booboo is also racist towards btw?).

And it's such a losing battle cause you won't convince anyone your media reading is the one that's REALLY morally superior and pro victim and empowering and whatnot, you'll just be annoying af. If you can't handle enjoying fiction without having to whitewash your enjoyment of spicy and morally dubious fictional characters and events, maybe you should read/play/watch something else?