#soldiering

[matgpt]

I can't bear the thought of bringing my horse into battle where he might get injured. I'm thinking about deserting and finding a little farm where I can just take care of him forever. What should I do?

Not everyone in the Band started out with a battle-trained horse! Your squad can and should help you with the training, because an untrained horse is a danger to itself, you, and your fellow soldiers, and only incidentally to the opposing force.

But, you know, we’re not conscripting anyone. I don’t know why anyone would be a soldier if they had another choice, but we’re mercenaries— mercenaries retire, if they’re lucky. It’s not in the Band’s interests to have anyone here who doesn’t want this life.

Go talk to one of the Redarms- you’re better off getting paid up and saying goodbye to your mates, than making everyone worry by sneaking off in the dark.

[red-redacted]

Board 1 of the armbot/smartsleeve (name tbd) is done, the next one is gonna take fuckin forever

The project is gonna take 5 boards total (including the microcontroller protoshield) but these first two are by far the biggest boys

[jadedfadedalmostgone]

[dashintrash]

He is THE King (and the father)

[whatsnewalycat]

Made this for u 💝

[decamarks]

Thinking of becoming a guy that thinks wolves are the most badass and aspirational animal, but about ants. Like wearing t-shirts about being loyal to my Queen and training to bench 5x my bodyweight. Studying ant warfare. Posting shit like this

[trickwizard]

i love how the lines in the sand makes it so that Soldier just rotated 180 degrees without moving his feet or using his hands, gmod and sfm animation style

[prlssprfctn]

Freshly adopted Jason, who is so used to taking care of his mother that the first morning in the manor, he wakes up in early hours to cook for Bruce, too.

Logically speaking, he understands that Bruce doesn't need it — he is a healthy adult, and they have Alfred — but it is six in the morning, and his mind is foggy, so he just follows his instincts. Maybe he does not even realise that mom is not here, after all.

Alfred finds him in the weakly dimmed kitchen when he finishes his walk around the Manor before starting with his chores. He is amused at first, stopping quietly behind the child. He is doing great (that's a surprise since Dick intentionally just stirred more trouble), and Alfred can't help but smile a little.

'Good morning, master Jason. If you are hungry, you should wake me up the next time. I promise to take care of you.'

Jason blinks owlishly, still awfully sleepy. His eyes are barely opened, his hands working on the automat.

'Breakfast,' he mumbles, frowning a little. 'For mom- I mean, for dad.'

Alfred's smile falters. His original impression shifts in a late realisation.

Oh.

'Master Jason, you shouldn't really-'

'Finished,' he yawns, putting a one — just one, nothing for himself at all — plate in front of Alfred.

It is a very simple dish, scrambled eggs with some black paper and toasted bread — but not even made in a toaster, just on the pan; this kid probably doesn't know how to use toasters. It smells nice, Alfred compliments mentally.

'Can you-' He yawns. 'Pass to-'

And then little Jason falls asleep helplessly, falling right in Alfred's arms. He catches him, of course. This boy weighs nothing at all.

'Hey, Al,' Bruce sticks his head in the kitchen, no less sleepy. 'What is going on?'

Alfred explains to Bruce what happened, and he is no less distraught. He helps him to put Jason in the bed and eats all the breakfast he prepared, with a mixture of delight and despair.

And when Jason wakes up, embarrassed by the faint memories of the early morning, Alfred puts a big plate in front of him, filled with so much food that his big blue eyes light up instantly.

'Bon appetite, master Jason,' he smiles. 'Your cooking had passed my personal standards for a cook. You are a good soldier.'

Jason giggles, his mouth already stuffed with bacon.

'That I am.'

And that he always will be.

[iwritelmao]

Penelope: hey since you’re “not my kind and gentle husband” could you move that wedding bed bc I’m actually supposed to share that with my husband so…

Odysseus: *has just killed 108 people* *has not seen his wife in twenty years* *goes batshit at this bc THATS THE OLIVE TREE WHERE THEY FIRST MET!!*

Telemachus: oh hell nah, idgaf who you are no one yells at my-

Penelope: NO?! YOU WONT?! YEAH, I KNOW BECAUSE YOURE MY MAN! SO DONT PULL THAT EMO SHIT AGAIN OR YOULL SLEEP IN THE WEAPONS ROOM

…

Telemachus: my parents are perfect for each other

[quixoticprince]

Guys I don't think this kindly stranger is all that nice But yeah, if Medic confessed about stealing their souls in the next pages I don't think anyone would really care

Based on this post thread

[kameyasart]

ARMED AND DANGEROUS 💥

…….gang i don’t know how many swags i got left in me but THIS DESIGN.. 😩

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[shkretart]

Stucky sketches

[vogelys]

TF2 will always have a special place in my heart

[loch-n-ceol]

Thanks Valve, I’m crying

[silverirony]

unreliable narrator but it's just an aromantic writing romance