#survival companions

[prep4tomoro]

Couples Defense: Staying Safe Together:

Committing to help one another, as a couple, family or team of like-minded individuals to stay safe, gather supplies, plan and prepare physically and emotionally is a vital skill to learn.

Forget the chocolate and flowers! What better way to say I love you than to commit to staying safe with your partner by doing these things together: Plan Ahead Learn How to Defend Each Other Get in Shape, Stay in Shape and Eat Healthy Encourage One Another to Ditch Unhealthy and Wasteful Habits Prepare for Anything Know Basic First Aid and Build Your Prevention Medicine Cabinet Learn the Basics Together Include Pets in the Planning

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[fascinationstreetmp3]

the lamb smiling up at the wolf with unsettling passivity etc etc

[vaguely-concerned]

'the hissing wastes suck' wow what a way to admit you've never experienced the joy of listening to iron bull wax archaeologic about ancient dwarven building techniques

[gigizetz]

if you had to pick 1 god to be stranded on an island with, for at least a week and they can't use powers during the time- who would you pick? (no calypso, way too good of an advantage.)

how is calypso an advantage she'd just get me trapped there forever

I would pick Artemis bc she could hunt food for us

[sausage-rolll]

thinking long and hard about Godwyn and Fortissax's friendship like

>the dragons begin a war with the golden order

>Godwyn and Fortissax become “good friends” which brings an era of peace between the golden order and the dragons

>Godwyn goes on to begin the golden lineage with a completely unmentioned partner

>dragons are known to take the form of humans and even have relations with them, as seen with Vyke and Fortissax's sister Lanssax

>One of Godwyn’s many descendants is Godrick, who refers to the dragon in his arena as “kindred one”

>While Godwyn was the first demigod to fall during the night of the black knives, it’s implied that many others followed at the hands of the assassins. Due to the rest of the known descendants of Marika being alive, and no one else having a child pre-shattering it can be inferred that Godwyn's bloodline was specifically targeted for some reason. Since those are the only other demigods that existed at the time.

>Godwyn is assassinated and because him and Fortissax are such “Good friends” Fortissax proceeds to enter godwyns mind and spends decades, possibly centuries attempting to fight off the deathblight from within him, eventually succumbing to it themselves but still unwilling to abandon their “good friend” regardless.

[rlaehrwk21]

*on the topic of love language* does sacrificing myself count?

[pxmlx]

Also Agatha must be one bad bitch to have literal DEATH fall in love with her. Rio is down bad “she is my scar” “it’s (heart) black and it beats for you” … STAND UP

[pennyserenade]

thinking about mulder and scully and how gentle he was with her when she was lying there in the hospital dying. he walked into the room with a wide grin and held her hand and kissed her cheek, and spoke to her in hushed, conspiratorial tones, and everything was life or death but it was so quiet, so unimportant, as he sat by her side and looked at her. mulder looked as happy as he’d ever been, sitting there with her, and it wasn’t because he was; he wasn’t. he knew that she was dying, that they were coming upon the moment when she was no longer going to be with him sooner rather than later, and he was crushed by the weight of it, by the impossibility of it. when he came to see her again and she was sleeping, looking pallid and defeated, he slumped against her bed and cried on his knees in the dark—quiet, body wracking sobs she never knew about, because he never wanted her to know how weak her being weak made him. with the weight of impending death, mulder gave scully the most of life, all that he wished she could’ve received but hadn’t: that coddling, that affection, the beautiful mundaneness of domestic bliss. he listened to her—really listened to her. and he really loved her, loved her like a husband, or a boyfriend, loved her the way a better man would’ve.

and then when scully got better, when the cloud of death evaporated and she appeared before him with color in her cheeks and flirtation on her tongue, he took it back. gone were the days of all that soft love and affection and back was the mulder and scully of old. he sidetracked their team bonding workshop, pointedly ignored the glaring fact that scully agreed he needed to work on his communication, and got them stranded in the depths of the floridian forest. even better, he let her coddle him, let her hold him close to her chest and made her sing him a song as they shivered through the night and watched out for monsters that could kill them, because he couldn’t handle it. the idea of being anything to scully other than what he had been before — a nuisance, a challenge, a partner — terrified him so badly he went into overdrive trying to reinforce those uncomplicated roles again. it wasn’t that he didn’t love her. he did — he loved her to the point of insanity, to the point of self destruction (something she so worried about). he just didn’t know how to love scully when it wasn’t dire. he loved her so much that he could not stand the idea of failing her with anything inadequate and half baked. he was glad to give it to her when it was dire, but when it came to life long devotion, he needed a few more years.

[halflifebutawesome]

you used to be such a baby.

[lunarharp]

played dragon age 2...just simple scribbles

[cod-fishing]

Drift compatible GhostSoap. Pacific Rim jaeger pilots GhostSoap. That’s it that’s the post.

[arthursfuckinghat]

Sorry, Sean

[weatheredfailnot]

I also got blindsided by a line of dialogue from a Mamool side quest that perfectly encapsulates A’loq post-EW

[tamaharu]

[ID: First image: the Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint cover, edited so Han Sooyoung is captioned: "im three ways", Yoo Joonghyuk is captioned: "im survive", and Kim Dokja is captioned: "im ruined world".

Second imagine: a gif of flaming text that reads: "the cycle brothers". /end ID]

[mwagneto]

we knew this but Kate confirming that even UNIT recognises a lot of events as supernatural rather than alien AND that it's a whole new thing they aren't very equipped for yet is really cool

[otterronpas]

Unpopular opinion: I don’t have a problem with how this was translated in engsekai

(shoutout to @moss-kii for pointing this out btw mwah)

While I do kind of prefer the gentler approach of the OG translation (“I think it’s okay to run away”), the directness of this line really emphasizes just how serious Mafuyu’s situation has become.

By this point, Mafuyu’s mental state is slowly but surely deteriorating as her mom takes away her connections to the things and people she finds comfort and love in. Mizuki knows this, and at this moment, they don’t know what will happen if Mafuyu stays in this situation.

The way I‘m looking at it, phrasing it like this is a more direct way of telling Mafuyu to do whatever she needs to do to protect herself and her mind before it’s too late.