#soldier drills

[marvel-lous-guy]

Bucky: Peter is so small

Clint: come on, give the kid a break

Sam: yeah, he just hasn't had his growth spurt yet

Peter: Hey! I've had enough, I won't stand for this anymore! *slams fists on the table* ...ow *2 huge fist dents in the table*

Sam: WHAT THE FUCK!?

Clint: That was VIBRANIUM!

Steve: How did you do that!?

Sam: Steve! Can you do that!?

Bucky: No, we can't

Sam: Steve. Try it.

Steve: sure!

Bucky: STEVE! NO!

Steve: *slams fists on table* *crunch* OW OW OW OW OW! I think I broke my hand!

Bucky: YOU IDIOT STEVE!

[h00tzz]

HELLO people of tumblr I simply MUST throw my tf2 ocs at you

I swear there’s actual lore and they all have names and backstories and they’re all CLONES living in the clonepocalypse but I’m writing this at 4am and I have places to be tomorrow I hope I don’t regret losing my mind and posting this tomorrow

[almost-good-at-cosplay]

"That ain't a toy, son..."

You guys seemed to like the last one I did so I said fuck it, ANOTHER impromptu Emesis Blue costume!

[anxiouslowercase]

sas rh: let eoin survive the fall au » a tale of two lieutenants (part two)

[sodrippy]

alright I'll bite, who is this fish guy and why do u tag the most unhinged posts for him, I'm so intrigued

HI reading this made me laugh, he is a little unhinged youre right.

jackson 'jax' 'axe' 'fish' fischer is a guy i made for a laugh while my friends and i were brainstorming funny dnd character concepts, but now he's real and serious to me. he's the knight of a righteous god, blessed with a healing touch, taught since childhood that he was born to do good and help people, and he does all that (and does it well), until one day it just...doesn't work. he loses his power and he can't help anyone anymore. he still has his sword and his strength, and he uses those to aid those in need, but its not the same, its not what he was made for. he prays and prays and prays and hears nothing back, and then he gets angry.

all he can do is fight, and watch the carnage left behind with nothing more to offer. he leaves. he turns away from the people who need him, he uses his sword and his strength for the people who can pay, instead. he's bitter and blood soaked, and all alone, and makes the insane decision to go find god. he deserves some kind of answer, right? and definitely the logical way to talk to the god who abandoned you a la spiritual ghosting is to...seek them out in the material world...

so he sets out, man on a mission and all that, gets a lot more blood on his hands and really falls into a sunk cost fallacy of like, 'if i stop now all the ugly things ive done and the way ive made a monster of myself have been for nothing' that makes him push ahead despite it all.

one time when he's almost dead, he feels a new bond in the place where his link to his old god was, but he has no fucking clue who it is or whats going on, and he tries to ignore it for a while, but eventually he accepts the help and lets the new presence guide him, because it seems to be working out. if nothing else, it seems to heal him every time he falls, and with all the shit he's doing, that's enough of a reason to follow.

now, who's to say if he was almost dead when this new thing found him, or he was actually dead. we just don't know! (because we are actively ignoring thinking about it because it goes against everything we were taught as young, blessed children!)

[usarmytrooper]

[sleeplessrockstar]

[callsigncrash]

I’ve seen some more people liking my work lately so I wanted to say that requests are open!

[batcavescolony]

S1 E20 Supernatural

John's back. Plenty to talk about this episode. John made the boys a college fund when they were babies and then spent it on ammo? He openly admitted to have stopped being their father and started being a drill Sargent. Dean is standing up to John a bit more now. Sam is back to fighting John. At first Dean is playing mediator to them. John gave Dean the Impala, don't really like that comment about how he wouldn't have given it to him if he was gonna ruin it. Like dude they've been busy chasing around some idiot who won't talk to them. A gun that can kill all supernatural, that's interesting. Does John know Sam is having premonitions? Can't remember if they told him. And I'm still on hating the boys calling him Sir, not a good vibe.

[bloodxhound]

Can your muse do running cadences?

Yes! Since he served in the military for a few years he had to learn and do military cadences during marching or running exercises frequently. You’re not going to catch him doing them nowadays though. He never enjoyed cadence calls back then; he would’ve much preferred to go at his own pace during runs, alone, without the fanfare and fuss.

[rats-and-clovers]

why are firenation uniforms so hard to draw??? asdfghjkl send help

[peachespearsandplumbs]

from the comic titled Deep Jungle, Drilling The Rookie

[sigh-tofm]

when they come home drunk…

… price

- thinks it’s important that he loudly tells you he’s married while you steady him upstairs to bed. points to his ring incessantly, slurs on and on about his perfect wonderful wife with the big ass and soft tummy. you roll your eyes and can’t help but smile when he doesn’t let you hold on to his arm to support him. something about protecting his virtue for his wife, as if you’re not standing right beside him. proceeds to lock you out of your own bedroom when you finally get upstairs, telling you his wife will be home soon so he can’t have a strange woman in their bedroom (but still remarks on your wonderful ass). you decide it’s too early in the morning to persuade your drunk husband to let you in, so you go down to sleep on the couch. you wake up with price sleeping soundly on the floor beside you, having gone to find his wife when she never showed up in his bed the night before.

… kyle

- gets sappy and apologises for being away. loses all concept of time when he’s drunk, says he’s sorry, he didn’t mean to be away so long, he was thinking of you the whole time, the guys pulled him along and he couldn’t say no. while he’s on his knees at your feet, pressing his face to your thighs and mumbling into your marbled skin, almost making you lose your balance with his fervent apologies, you gently remind him that you were the one who made him go out with the boys because he needed to unwind after a stressful weekend of combat drills, and that he had left with them less than two hours ago. he refuses to hear and only hugs your thighs closer, so much so that you have to support yourself on the wall. turns out all he needed to relax was you.

… johnny

- is horny. almost starts drooling when he eyes you at the top of the stairs, after struggling to close the entrance door for a good minute, causing you to investigate what made all the noise. gets a wild look in his eyes when he sees you in just his t-shirt and makes you scream and giggle as he chases you back up the stairs and to the bedroom. being absolutely shitfaced, he has the coordination of a tranquillised moose and stumbles head over heels across the floor, catches his foot on the doorway and narrowly misses the edge of the dresser with his head as he falls. still, his little soldier is courageously tenting his pants when you worriedly lean over him and he gets a good look right into the collar of your shirt.

… simon

- is emotional and clingy. can’t get enough of you, won’t leave you alone. you can’t make out half his words when he’s had this much to drink (and the mancunian in him breaks out too, making it ever harder to make out the words), but you play along, smile and nod and let him sit on the closed toilet seat and talk and talk while you do your night routine in front of the mirror. so lucky to have you, luv. how could’a lug like me get a pretty one like you, luv. his melancholy statements of love become comfortable background noise for you as you remove your makeup and apply moisturiser. lets you wash the sweat and grime of the day off his face with a washcloth, closes his eyes while you massage your floral-scented moisturiser into his skin, never once stopping his little speech. ambles after you out of the bathroom, holding on to the hem of your shirt, when you’re all finished and ready for bed. his devoted mutters only let up when be falls asleep next to you.

[allthebestscreennamesaregone63]

Bob Ross core

She’s a battle-scarred, jaded super-soldier loaded with biomechanical upgrades and chemical augments. All she wants to do is wear cute clothes and paint.